Date: Thu, 5 Nov 2015 15:56:35 +0000
From: niftyaccount27@yahoo.com
Subject: New life with Denholm-submission 9

Hello again readers, I found myself once more with a rare few hours to
write so here is the outcome. Thank you to those who have emailed me and if
you wish to do so, contact me using niftyaccount27@yahoo.com

Thanks.

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From chapter 8:

We all stayed in the same position for a few minutes, trying to calm down
and regain our breath. Denholm then suggested we'd go to the pool to clean
ourselves, so we did so, heading downstairs and through the kitchen, before
we all cannonballed into the water.

After a few minutes of innocent swimming, we all jumped back out, still
naked, and headed back up to my room, grabbing a towel from the radiator on
the way up to dry ourselves.

We then climbed into the big bed, myself and Denholm in the middle, with
Sam to my right and Matty to Denholm's left. It was far too hot for the
blanket, so we lay there, facing the ceiling, our limbs draped across each
other's bodies, before falling asleep, exhausted from the day.

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I woke up early the next morning, about six o'clock. I picked up my phone,
the bright screen just about blinding me as I texted Jack to meet me
earlier than normal.

I then looked around me, surrounded by a blanket of beautiful, naked boys
lying peacefully, legs and arms intertwined, with Denholms face inches from
my own.

Sensing my movement, he too woke up, momentarily opening his eyes before
blinking to loosen his eye lids. There was something enticing about the way
he did this, sleepy blue eyes, half shut, glaring at me, his lips slightly
pouted before he licked them. "You going for a run now?" He asked in a
soft, dreamy tone.

I whispered a response, not wanting to wake the twins, "yeah, I'll be back
in about an hour, ok?"

"Can I come?" He asked, skeptically.

I raised my eyebrows in an attempt to ask if he was sure. But he looked
certain by now, so I replied, "yeah sure. Go find some clothes to run in."

And with that, we carefully climbed over a respective twin, quickly got
changed, and headed downstairs.

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From Denholms perspective.

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We went downstairs in our running gear, well I didn't really have any real
running gear so I picked up a pair of navy football shorts and a grey
t-shirt. James was wearing his track pants, and a black thermal top, which
really emphasised his stomach and chest muscles.

I stood there for a few moments just watching him as he picked up two
bananas from the fruit bowl, and a glass of water for both of us. I began
admiring his upper body, from his short dark brown hair and slight fringe
which he pushed back off his forehead, to his reasonably broad shoulders
and arms and finally down to his stomach, which was clearly defined.

His legs were thick with muscle too, his sizeable calves clearly showing
how often he ran, which made me quite anxious about keeping up with him
later on.

He handed me the banana, and said I'd need the energy to run. I ate it
quite slowly, I find it hard to swallow much in the morning; my mouth was
quite dried up. But by the time he asked if I was ready, I'd finished and
drank the water he gave me. Before we left, I asked him, "we're you
bothered that I did things with Matty last night?"

He looked at me a little confused, "why would I be bothered? I did things
with Sam too, besides, it was quite hot to watch you with Matty. "

"Yeah it was nice for me to watch too, but I don't know, it just felt like,
cheating."

"Denholm, with the twins it was a little bit of fun for the both of us. But
it's nothing more than that. We have something different don't we?"

"Yeah, we do. I just don't want to lose you I guess."

Having said that, James put his arms on my shoulders, pulled me close, and
softly kissed me on the lips, holding it there for a moment, before parting
and saying, "what we have is perfect, and I love you. I wouldn't want to
lose that at all."

He had a way of making me feel better, and his words did just that. I guess
it was just me getting a little jealous of Sam when he was getting sucked
by James, and weirdly a little jealous of James, since I'd been wanting to
do the same to Sam for all of the years I'd known him.

I was still close to James' face, so kissed him again, and then went to put
my trainers on. "you ready?" I asked, "'cos I'm not." I added, smiling at
him.

"You'll be fine, just tell me if you're wanting to stop, yeah?" He replied.

I nodded, as we headed out the door, quietly closing the heavy door after
us. We warmed up on the way to the park where we'd be meeting Jack, just a
few lunges, heel flicks etc. The short distance to the park meant it took
us only a few minutes to get there, where we were greeted by Jack leaning
against the fence, with quite a serious look on his face.

James then started the conversation, "what's happened to him then?"

I guessed he was referring to Harry, the kid that he knocked out trying to
defend me. I wasn't too fussed about what he did, I mean, it was nice to
have someone fighting FOR me for a change, and it was even nicer knowing it
was James who did so.

"Not going to lie, it's pretty bad. He's fractured his jaw and the left
hand side of his face is pretty fucked up. You've clearly got some right
hook."

James brushed this comment off, obvious not proud in any way of what he'd
done.

"Is he pressing charges?" A worried expression on his face.

"Luckily no, his mum wanted him to, but I explained to Harry about Denholm
and he understood why you'd hit him. His dad's furious with you, says he's
going to 'handle it himself,' so I'd watch out at the match on Sunday."

From the sound of it, James had told Jack about what happened with my mum,
which I couldn't really be annoyed about, given the fact I'd been talking
to the twins about James before they met him. It was actually better now
that Jack knew, I felt he was as understanding and that I could trust
him. I kind of just stood there while they talked about this, mainly
concerned about what would happen to James if Harry's dad got hold of him,
but partly relieved that he wasn't getting in any trouble for it.

"Fuck, I'd better talk to Harry, say thanks for understanding.. And to
apologise, I feel like shit now."

"Don't worry about it, he was being an asshole, deserved a smack, but next
time, try not to go full on Mike Tyson on him yeah?"

We all laughed at this, before jack suggested we'd go on a shorter route
than normal, given the fact I was with them. This was fine by me, but
eventually I'd have to run the same distance if I had any hope of staying
in their team.

We ran for about three miles,(5km) before I had to stop, then after a short
break we carried on, with Jack leaving us to go home before we reached the
park again. We'd reached the house, and I was exhausted. I had to walk when
we reached the driveway, before we reached the door and headed inside.

We walked through to the kitchen, James following behind me. We grabbed a
glass of water each and stood with our hands above our heads to let our
lungs take in as much oxygen as they could.

James then smiled at me and asked, "you tired?"

"Yup"

"Sweaty?"

"....yes?"

Continuing to smile, he then quickly moved towards me, lifting me up onto
his shoulder with my head now behind him, and my thighs between his
arms. He then ran outside whilst carrying me, my neck bobbing up and down,
head butting his lower back.

He ran towards the pool and without taking any of our clothes of, he dived
in with me in his arms, plunging us both into the cold, refreshing water.

I shouted as he did this, "no don't!" While laughing and trying to break
free.

As we emerged from the water, I looked at him after wiping the water from
my eyes and said with a smile, "you're going to regret that later."

"Now I'm interested" he replied, as he swam after me, pulling me towards
him. We ended up floating toward the corner of the pool, where he held me
against the edge, moving the hair from my forehead with his wet hand, and
leaning in to kiss me like we'd done earlier in the day.

"You were right," I said, "this is perfect."

We then began passionately kissing, this time involving our tongues as we
explored each other's mouths again.

"Just one thing though," I said, "next time we have sex, I want to fuck
you. Then it'll be perfect."

He smiled, and leaned in again for a kiss, before parting and whispering,
"I can't argue with that."

We kissed for a few more minutes, before I suggested we'd get back upstairs
before the twins realised there was a pool. I wasn't sure how they hadn't
realised yet, but they wouldn't have went to bed yesterday had they'd
known.

As we headed back into the house, we stripped off, peeling our wet clothes
off and throwing them into the tumble drier. We then headed upstairs, not
needing to take a shower anymore, and climbed back into bed where the twins
were still sleeping as if nothing had happened.

A few hours later, I was woken up by the movement of Sam climbing out of
bed and walking to the bathroom. The silence in the room made it easy to
hear what he was doing, and the silence was quickly broken when Sam let out
a long, high pitched fart, causing us all to laugh in response. He came
back out a little red in the face, the first time I'd seen him in any form
of embarrassment.

"Sorry about that lads" he laughed.

Back to James

After Sam's little outburst, the rest of us got out of bed and went
downstairs to make breakfast. Now was the moment that the twins noticed the
pool, and obviously this made them excited, asking me continuously if they
could go in later in the day, by which I said they could if they wanted.

I told them I'd have to go into town to get some stuff for tomorrow, mainly
some new shoes for myself for the funeral tomorrow, and also to get Denholm
a suit of his own. I took his measurements and wrote them down on the notes
in my phone.

I then took Denholm to the side where the twins couldn't hear.

"Denholm, I'll need you to look after the place for a few hours okay?"

He agreed, with a slightly disappointed look on his face. "Can I not come?"

"The twins are going back tomorrow, do you not want to spend today with
them? I'll still be here tomorrow." I said with a warm smile.

He reluctantly nodded his head, before he finished his breakfast with the
twins, telling them that I'd be going out.

Matty then rushed out before I could leave, and told me he didn't have
anything to wear to swim in.

"I'm sure you'll be just fine going in naked." I winked. Causing him to
smile in response.

"Since Sam got to do things with you last night, can I tonight?"

"I'd love to, but later, I've got to go now!"

And with that, I left, saying goodbye to the other two, and kissing Denholm
on the forehead.

..... End of chapter 9

(Sorry it couldn't be longer, this is all the time I have)

J.S