Date: Tue, 4 Apr 2023 09:13:12 -0400 From: Lee Wilson Subject: Look But Don't Look, Look - Chapter 3 Look, But Don't Look, Look This story is an original work of gay fiction, none of the people or events are real. If you enjoy this or the other stories here, why not donate to keep the fun alive? Donate here: https://donate.nifty.org/ The gang: Virgil Caine - 13 Sam Lassiter - 12 Bobby Lassiter - 11 Scott Willis - 13 Tim Thomason - 11 Other supporting characters: Allison Willis - 10 Steven Lassiter - 17 Tommy Thomason - 16 Alan Carter - 16 Pete Willis - 17 FROM CHAPTER 2 "Sam. Sam, wake up." "MMff. Let me sleep. I want to sleep forever." "Scott's back." "Wha? Oh, is he mad?" "Ask him yourself, we've been talking. It's not all bad." "Well, are you mad Scott?" "I was at first, but I got to thinking and if you guys want to be gay, there's not much I can do about it." "I don't know if it's like we WANT to be gay. I guess we can't help it. But you won't say anything to anybody, will you?" "No, it's your secret. But I don't think I want to hang out with you guys any more." Damn, Scott should play poker, he looks completely serious, and Sam looks completely crushed. Again. "R-really? Wait, why c-can't we st-still be friends?" I think he's about to cry. He's also a lot louder than he probably wanted to be. "Because you guys tied me up last time we slept out so I had to get back at you somehow. So chill, we're still cool. But the look on your face just now? Priceless." "You asshole!" That was yelled. Sam dives on top of Scott and fakes like he's punching him out, making all of us laugh. "What's going on in here? You guys woke us up." We look out the tent and there's Bobby and Tim, rubbing the sleep out of their eyes. The three of us look at each other and start laughing again. CHAPTER 3 - To boyfriend or not to boyfriend. Virgil So, we finally get to sleep around 3 AM. What a fun night, huh? Talk about your mood swings. From the high of fun messing around with Sam to the low of getting caught, all the night needed to make it complete was a murder. "Losers, mom says it's time to wake up for breakfast." Oh geez. Allison. Maybe there's still time for that murder. Scott responds, but Allison isn't happy about it. Scott "Go away twerp, we'll be there in a couple." "I'm telling mom you called me a bad name." I think 'if I wanted to call you a bad name, I could have done way worse than twerp.' "There's nothing wrong with being called a twerp. It just means you're smaller." "I'm still telling." Sisters. You can't live with 'em and you can't kill 'em. "Bobby, Tim, wake up, breakfast time." "Oh great, first you wake us up in the middle of the night with your yelling and laughing, now you get us up at the crack of dawn." "It's not the crack of dawn 'Timmy,' it's 9 o'clock, get up and go wake up Sam and Virgil." "IT'S NOT TIMMY!" "Fine. Timothy, go wake up the others." "Grrrr, come on Bobby, it'll probably take both of us to wake up Virgil anyway, he sleeps like the dead." Sam "Wake up Sam." I must be hearing things. It sounded like someone told me to wake up. That can't be true, what is it, like 6 AM? "Sam, wake up. Time for breakfast." "Go away Bobby." "Watch this Tim." Ooof. The little bugger jumped on me. "Oh, you're gonna get it now." "Scott said to come wake you guys UP! Virgil, you too. WAKE UP!" "I don't give a shit what Scott wants." Oh wait. We straightened things out, I think. Or was that a dream? I'm so friggen tired from last night I can't think straight. "Are you mad at Scott? You were wrestling and laughing last night." "No, I'm just not awake yet. I wouldn't care if God sent you to wake me up. Now go away." "Yeah, shut up. I want to get more sleep too." "OK Tim, you tickle Virgil and I'll tickle Sam." "Don't even think about it." "Okay, we're up." Me and Virgil spoke over each other but we must have been understood. "Well, don't come then. More food for us." "Let's go Virgil, they probably couldn't eat everything, but why risk it." "Grrr, okay. But I'm taking a nap later." "I'll join you." "If you do we won't get any sleep, ha ha." Virgil So, we got up, went inside and joined the bathroom line to take our morning piss. Breakfast was ham, scrambled eggs, toaster pancakes and waffles. Perfect for a bunch of teens and tweens. Fortunately for us guys, Allison already ate and Mrs. Willis left us to our own devices after she finished cooking the ham and eggs. And of course made sure we knew to clean up afterward. "Please put your plates and utensils into the dishwasher when you're done boys. I'm sure you don't want Scott to have extra chores by leaving me a mess." "Yes mom. I'll handle these bums." With that, she left us alone. We finished eating, threatened Scott that we weren't going to clean up (he would have expected nothing less), cleaned up and headed for their TV room, hopefully for a round of video games. We played for a while but it was obvious Sam, Scott and I weren't really into it. "Are you guys even trying? Tim and me are winning just about every game." "Yeah, we're just tired I guess Bobby. You woke up in the middle of the night, but we hadn't been to sleep yet." "Really? What were you doing?" Way to go Virgil, open mouth, insert foot. Scott bailed me out. "We were talking about who all our teachers were going to be, which ones were easy, hard or whatever. Time just got past us." "Oh. Okay. Why were you and Sam wrestling when we woke up?" "He wanted to get a bucket of water to dump over you guys while you were sleeping I said 'don't be stupid' and the wrestling started." "You wouldn't have really done that. Would you?" "Naah, but it was fun thinking about it." Scott could always think on his feet quicker than Sam and me. Both of us would have stammered and stumbled over any words and probably given something away about the truth. Not something any of us were willing to share. "I don't want you to think I'm kicking you guys out, but I do have chores to do even without leaving the dishes, so I should get started on them. It OK if you guys all head home?" "Yeah Scott, we hear you. I don't think anybody has more to do around the house on a Saturday than you do. Obviously 'perfect son' Pete doesn't have to help out." "Don't get me started on that Virgil. I'd never get to the chores complaining all day." With that the rest of us headed outside to our bikes. I was trying to figure out how to lose the other two, and I bet Sam was too, but Tim solved that for us. "You want to come over my house Bobby, or do you got chores to do too?" "Nothing that can't wait. See you later bro and Virge. I'll need to call home and let them know when we get there. Just in case." "Later." "Bye." Sam and I looked at each other with evil on our minds. "Your bedroom or mine Virge? I want to finish what we started last night before Scott showed up." "I'm sure my dad's at the firehouse and mom always spends Saturday's with her flower friends. I doubt anybody will be home at mine." "Cool." With that, we started the long trek to my house, probably 45 seconds away if we rode slow. As I suspected, nobody was home so we'd have the place to ourselves. Although after getting caught last night, the only place we considered was my room. Locked. Sam Wow, I am so glad Tim invited Bobby over to his house. I spent all of breakfast and playing video games trying to figure out how to lose them without just ditching them. I so wanted to have another sex session with Virgil. God, I'd been crushing on him for what seemed like forever and wanted his dick back in my mouth so badly it made my dick feel like a steel rod. Every time Bobby turned around to look at me while we were playing games I had to make sure my boner wasn't obvious. I hope I succeeded, but I'm not so sure I did. Now we're heading over to Virgil's house to hopefully pick up where we left off. I was hoping we could get right to it being horny all morning and that Virgil didn't want to talk about what happened. I'd just as soon forget all that. "Oh man Sam, I can't wait to get naked with you again." "Don't you know it." With that, clothes began flying off. As soon as we were naked we were on Virgil's bed kissing like crazy. I couldn't believe how good his lips felt against mine. I reached down to grab hold of his dick and realized he had the same thought at the exact same time. We started jerking each other off while never separating our lips. I know I was majorly horny and obviously so was he. Within a couple minutes we were both shuddering with our second orgasms together. I thought last night was the best, but jerking each other off at the same time was so much better. I pull back from kissing him and just look into his pale blue eyes. Wow, I never noticed how beautiful they were. Hell, his whole being is beautiful. If I knew what love was, I'd have realized I was falling in love with him. I guess any 'love' realization for me will come a little later in life, but the feeling is there nonetheless. Virgil Oh god. Jerking each other off is mind blowing. I'm not going to last very long. I start to feel the pressure in my balls. My legs tense, my toes curl and I have the best orgasm I have ever had. I almost don't realize that Sam is cumming too. Oh god, simultaneous orgasms. Am I still alive? Is this heaven? We start to come down and Sam pulls back to look at me. Wow, I wonder if his brown eyes are that dark all the time or just during post-orgasmic bliss? That's my condition and Sam looks like he's feeling the same thing. He's so hot. He plays sports, has an awesome body for a 12, almost 13-year old. Why he'd want to be making out with a dorky, skinny guy like me is something I can't understand. My experience with sports is fiddling with professional ball players' stats. Maybe I could run track. I am the fastest among all of us. Hell, during the mooning incident I was probably the least likely to get caught if we were chased. I left them all in the dust. But why he wants to do this with me is something I can't fathom. "Sam?" "Hmmm?" "Why me? I mean Scott's way hotter than I am. Why would you want to make out with a geek like me? I mean, I'm not complaining, I love that we started doing this. I just can't understand why." "God you're stupid. You're probably the nicest guy in 7th grade. You'll help anybody out with their homework, or anything really. Everybody likes you. You're cute. And shit, you've got to have the most beautiful eyes ever placed in a human body. There's so much to like about you. No. There's so much to love about you. I know we're probably too young to really know what love is, but I think I love you Virgil." I'm speechless. Sam thinks he loves me? I've wanted to get sexual with him for a long time. But love? Maybe it's just too early in this phase of our relationship for me to think that about him. Damn, I'm so confused now. "I'm sorry. You look like that bothers you, but I can't help it, it's just the way I feel." "No Sam, it doesn't bother me. I'm just not sure exactly what I feel. Is it being a typically horny 13-year old or more? I don't know. I know I want to spend more time like this with you. A lot more time. I'm just struggling with new feelings." "Okay, we'll struggle through this together. But I got to tell you. I want your dick back in my mouth so bad." I reach down and touch Sam's dick. Nope, he's not lying. I give him another kiss and spin around so we're dick to face once again. I start to slowly lick up and down his cock as he returns the favor. We take each other into our mouths and start to really make love to each other's dick. Even though we just came about 10 or 15 minutes ago, I feel like I'm going to burst if I don't cum again. As I'm thinking this, Sam tenses up and shudders as his dick pulses in my mouth. Oh, yes. He came wet for his first time. He tasts wonderful. I want more but I have to stop as I start my orgasm, giving Sam a bit of myself like he just did to me. Fuck! Is that the garage door? Why the hell does this happen to us all the time? "Sam, someone's home." "Shit, I thought that might have been the garage door." "Virgil, are you here? I see your bike. Is that Sam's too?" Shit, shit. We separate and start searching for our clothes. "Yeah ma. Sam's here too. We'll be down in a minute." All of a sudden the door opens with Sam and I still looking for clothes. Shit, I thought I locked the door. "Oh, God. Virgil. I'm so sorry. The door wasn't closed all the way. Oh. Oh. Um, I'll be downstairs, I bought you something." Mom seemed as embarrased as we were, and that's saying a lot. First Scott, and now my mom. How's that song go? Why me? I guess at least this time we didn't have each other's dick in our mouths when we were interrupted. Well, we did at the interruption point, just not at the point of being walked in on. I think we're cursed to not have a sex life. How are we going to face her? Scott would at least understand a little, he's a horny teenager too. But moms? It would suck too but still be better if it was dad who walked in on us. Maybe Sam was right last night and we should have just run away. J/K. I think. Gotta face the music. Sam and I find our clothes and get dressed, dreading the need to go downstairs and see my mom. Is there a hole somewhere we can just sink into and disappear? We trudge downstairs and look for my mom. She's sitting in the living room wringing her hands together. OK, we're on a level playing ground as far as nervousness goes. Hmmf. Big deal, this is still gonna suck no matter how we look at it. "Um. Hi mom." "Yeah, hi Mrs. Caine." "Hello boys. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have just walked into your room, but I saw the door was slightly open." "Yeah, I thought we locked it. I guess didn't push it closed all the way. Um, about what we were doing..." "Oh, Virgil. We don't need to go into that now. I know this is hard for you. It's hard for me too, but this is something I'll let your father talk over with you and I'l work it out with him. You're embarrassed enough, I'm not going to make it worse and make you explain." "Ah, thanks mom. Of course just sitting here with you is tough." "I know. But let's put that aside for now. I want to show you what I bought for you." "Um, Mrs. Caine?" "Yes, Sam?" "You're not going to call my parents or anything, are you?" "No Sam. I won't do that. But you are going to have to have a discussion with them, or at least your father I suppose." "Yeah. Great." "It'll be okay. I promise. Now. Virgil, take a look in that bag over there." "Huh, where? Oh, that one." I'm like majorly surprised my mom still wants to give me a gift after she caught us, almost caught us, doing, well, what we were doing. The bag contains a scientific calculator. "I know you'll be taking higher math classes when you start back to school in a week or so and thought that would be something you may need. Actually, Mrs. Adams, who teaches 8th grade math, algebra I think it is, said at the garden club that all the students will need one, so I wanted you to be prepared." Oh, great. Now I get to look like a total dork having the calculator on the first day of school before everybody else even knows we'll need it. "Um, thanks. If she says we'll need it, I guess it was a good idea to get it ahead of time." I'm NOT bringing it with me on the first day of school though. "Okay, well, I'll let you two go, um, maybe you want to play video games or something. It's still early, but do you want to stay for dinner Sam?" "Um, no thank you Mrs. Caine. I think with sleeping out last night my parents will want to see me sooner rather than later. I think I'll go home now." I walked with Sam outside to get his bike. Once again, we'll need to talk about getting caught with our pants down, literally, but I can tell he's not ready for it. "I'll call you later. We'll get through this one too Sam, like last night." "Yeah. Right. Maybe we ought to just do it in front of everybody and get it all over with in one shot." "I'm glad you can joke about it." Sam gives me a glare that says quite the opposite is true, gets on his bike and pedals away. Well, now I'm 2 for 2 in fucking up a sexual encounter with Sam. I really, really shouldn't have said I wanted to touch him. Life sucks and it will probably only get worse from here. And I didn't even get to tell him he came wet. Oh, well, later I suppose. Sam Oh boy. Maybe I should just run away now. I should talk to my parents about this? Really? I dreaded the possibility that Scott would tell his parents last night and now she wants ME to bring up the topic? No friggen way. What the heck am I gonna do? Do I just go home and pretend nothing happened? Can I get away with it? The whole damn family can read me like a book. I'll get home and they'll all be 'what happened? Did you have a fight with Scott or Virgil?' Damn. Why did I have to turn out gay? I was half kidding when I mentioned running away last night. It's starting to look like a great idea at this point in time. Virgil (Three hours later) "I'll get it mom, it's probably Sam. Hello?" "Hi Virgil, this is Mr. Lassiter. When I spoke to Bobby after he went to Tim's and he said that Sam probably went home with you after the sleepout. Can you ask him to come home for dinner?" "What? He's not home? He left here a few hours ago saying he was heading home." "No, he's not here." Oh, fuck. Next up - "Missing?" Author's Note Thanks for those of you who have sent email. I appreciate the comments, good or bad. Feel free to drop me a line if you haven't already. LRW