Chapter 2 "Two boys, two boards"
I got up early in the morning and was somehow excited for the day to come. After taking a pee, which was hard enough with that good old morning boner, I went downstairs. The sun flooded living room was empty. All I could hear was the washing machine that did its job in the background.
I walked into the kitchen, took some milk from the fridge, poured some cereals into a bowl and drowned them in the cold white fluid.
It was only a matter of minutes until I had gobbled down my breakfast and was now ready for the day. The clock read 9:15 am, which was the right time to get back upstairs and put on some clothes.
The sun was burning when I opened the front door to our house, dropped my skateboard and rolled off to look if Josh was allowed to come over.
The closer I got to their house the faster I went.
When I reached 4th street, I didn't see him out on the veranda. Wasn't he allowed to see me? Or were they out for shopping or did they leave for a holiday trip? My head was spinning for nothing. I gave my board a kick and let it roll on the grass in the front garden before I put my first step onto their wooden veranda.
"JOSH?" I shouted when I rang the doorbell.
No one answered. 'Fuck, where's he?' I thought disappointed.
Once more the doorbell sounded as I moved the handle.
Dropping my head, I slowly took one step after the other to get my skateboard and leave.
"WAIT, I'm here!"
"Yeah I'm here, I was hiding from you." the smaller boy said as he came around the corner of the house.
He had a sheepish grin on his face and wore a blue Seattle Seahawks shirt, shorts and white socks to his tennis shows. It again suited him perfect.
"Thought you weren't home."
"I know, you looked disappointed, when I didn't answer."
"No I wasn't."
"Yes you were."
"No..." I raised my eyebrows and gave in, gesturing that I actually was, but didn't say yes anyway.
"Cool, nobody has ever been disappointed for not seeing me."
"Whatever, you allowed to come?"
"Yes, I am!"
Josh sounded so happy when he said that and smiled for what he was worth. I couldn't hold it and also showed my happiness with a huge smile.
"Awesome, let's go!"
After locking the door we both wandered off. I carried my board since he didn't have one - by now. It took us 20 minutes to walk the way up to our house.
"To which school you go to?"
"Mountain view, you?"
"Veritas? Never heard of it."
"It's a private school."
"Isn't that very expensive?"
"Guess so, but it's ok. My parents want it that way. And I am doing fine. You have lots of friends in your school?" I asked.
"You don't know if you've friends in your school?"
"No. I mean most of them are quite cool, but none of them comes by after school."
"I guess I'm not allowed to..."
"Yeah stop that, you and your I-am-not-allowed thing." I said mimicking Josh.
We both laughed at my statement and got on as we nearly reached our house.
"Wow, that's a huge house."
"Yeah it's cool - follow me!"
I opened the garage and picked my older skateboard from one of the shelves.
"Here, this is yours from now on. I have a new one and don't need it anymore."
"Yep, all yours!"
Josh looked at it and let his right hand stroke along the rough surface of it. The sun, which shone into the garage made his hair gleam in a golden color. Even his arms and legs seemed to glow from the very few thin hairs he had on them as he stood in front of me, admiring his now skateboard.
"Wow, thank you Sam."
"It's nothing, don't make a big deal of it, try it out!"
"But I don't know how?"
"It's easy, put your left foot on the board and push with your right."
Of course his first try was useless and he landed on his bottom in our driveway. I hid my smile to not give him the feeling of laughing about him before I got up and offered some help.
"Put your hands on my shoulders and your feet on the board. I'll hold you."
"Yeah, now I'm going to move to my right and you try to shift your weight to either side....good...see that's how you control your direction."
After the try-out I gave him a little push and he was skateboarding on his own.
"Heeeyyyy, I can skateboard."
I smiled and stood in front of our garage as he was trying to keep balance and whirled around with his arms before our driveway ended and he learned that stopping was the next thing to learn. He grabbed his new board and ran back to me.
"Can we do that again?"
"Sure, place your hands on my shoulders!"
This time his grip was firmer than before. I was feeling his happiness not only because he smiled from one ear to the other but for his laughter that sounded so free and eased. You can possibly imagine that I was feeling really good. It's the same feeling when you teach your kid how to ride a bike or walk the first steps alone. Though I didn't know the feeling exactly that time.
"Josh, when you have to stop for whatever reason you just jump off your board."
"Ok, I'll try."
Of course he jumped off the board without keeping up the forward pace and fell over landing on his hands.
"Ouuuch that hurt."
"Fuck, I'm sorry, show me your hands!"
"Don't you ever swear?"
"Mom doesn't like it, so no."
"Fuck it, you here with me, and you can swear as much as you like. You really ok?"
"Look, when you jump off the board you have to keep moving and stop after wards, right? You can't just jump off of it and stop or you'll always fall over."
"Ok, can I try it once again?"
"As much as you like!"
He tried it for about ten times and finally got a grip on how to steer and stop. I sat down on my board and watched him practice. He sure was talented.
"Yeah?" he said exhausted.
"Shall we take a dip in our pool?"
"I don't know, I've no swimming trunks with me."
"You wear boxers?"
"That's all you need, follow me - we can leave our boards here and grab them later."
"For what, come on!" I said running to the back door of the garage, opened it and continued dropping my clothes all around the garden jumping in the pool in only my boxers.
"Come on in, it's cool!"
"I don't know."
"What you don't know, are you shy?"
"No, I'm not."
"Yes you are!" I said making chicken sounds.
Finally Josh undid his shirt followed by his shoes, socks and his shorts.
This was the first time, I saw him undressing. Though I didn't know what was going on in my mind a tingling feeling crept up my body. I meant no harm by it but admired his athletic appearance and his cute look.
After he jumped into the pool we started splashing around and enjoyed ourselves for the time until lunch. You can call me a freak but I wanted to touch and feel his skin. I never had that before and wasn't gay or something, but felt so free around Josh that I grabbed his legs and pulled him down or dunked him whenever possible.
Our hands met each other many times. Once I pressed him backwards into me feeling his chest with my hands, which was very soft. He didn't make any approaches as I did, but it was fun nevertheless and whenever my hands met his body he never backed up.
Being exhausted after some time we hung to the pool edge and tried to catch our breaths. Our elbows touched each other.
"Hey boys!" my mom said opening the back door to our house.
"You must be Josh right?"
"Yes Ma-am, hello."
"Nice to meet you Josh. Lunch's ready in an hour, you can stay if you like."
"No, thanks Ma-am."
"Oh come on of course you stay - MOM he's going to stay!"
"Sam, I don't know, I can't pay for it, I only have five bucks."
"Pay for it? You don't have to pay for lunch, are you crazy?"
"My mom said..."
"Forget about what your mom said, you are our guest and that's settled. Come on we take a shower before we eat!"
I got out of the pool and headed for the back door.
"Are you coming or not?!"
Josh nodded and followed me up to the second floor.
"Don't you dare...SAMUEL...you are dripping all over the floor." Mom intervened as we passed her through the kitchen and headed upstairs.
"There's my room and that's the bath."
"You've your own floor?"
"Yeah it's nice isn't it?"
"Come on, close the door behind you!" I said as we entered my bath room.
There we stood facing each other. Neither of us wanted to undress first. We were both boys at the same age and we both knew we had the same down there, but then it was always a mystery how big or matured the other would be. Though I have never been shy about my body, I was at the moment; because of Josh.
Normally a cool guy in the showers at school, I slowly got aroused in Josh's presence. Before anything else happened, I dropped my boxers as fast as possible and turned on the shower to jump in and get the chlorinated water off my body. Josh was standing there in the middle of my bath room, watching me. Water was dripping from his hair. I left the shower curtain open and washed myself as fast as possible. Of course I was useless to keep my member under control and sported a boner.
It was cool inside of the house and Josh was shivering a bit from being wet all over. He watched me and stared at my penis, which was standing at full attention. I tried to act as normal as possible when I left the shower and hid my manhood with a towel.
"Come one, go for it, the water is hot and waiting for you."
"I don't know."
"As always you don't know." I said drying myself "I won't peek on you and if you care for your thing down there, I got a boner myself."
Of course the situation was somehow awkward, but I didn't want to make a big deal of it, though I was ashamed for my hard member and secretly wanted to see him naked. Don't ask me why, I was just curious.
Since he didn't move, I just dropped my towel and pulled his boxers all the way down and pushed him under the shower.
"Don't be afraid, I won't bite you."
"I'm not afraid....awwwww that's hot."
All I could see was his cute butt when I shoved him in the shower. I couldn't stop staring at him which - needless to say - didn't do any good to the problem I had down there.
I opened the door to my bath room and shouted
"MOOOOOMM, can you dry Josh's boxers?"
"What's the magic word?"
After dropping them on the floor in front of the bath room I closed the door again. Josh was standing in front of me, face to face. With an open mouth I saw his raging boner, which was nearly five inches and pointed at me. Ok, he was not as tall as I was, but definitely challenged me down there.
"I'm sorry" he said looking down on himself.
"Nothing to be sorry about silly! Here dry yourself! I said as I handed him my towel.
"I'm going to get us some clothes."
When I came back he already had the towel around his waist. We put the fresh clothes on and sneaked downstairs to explore the garden for the rest of our things before we got back inside and enjoyed the wonderful lunch my mom had prepared.
"That was really good Ms. Duncan."
"Thank you Josh, I hope you liked it."
"I did, very much." he said.
"As charming as always. What are you going to do?"
"I'll show Josh my room."
"Good, do that, and if you need anything let me know. Your boxers will be dry in an hour Josh."
"Thank you very much Ms. Duncan."
"You are very welcome."
His politeness obviously impressed my mom. After the meal we again headed upstairs to discover my private space.
"What do you want to do?"
"I don't know."
"I knew you'd say that."
We both laughed and I offered my notebook for some surfing on the internet and showed him what I recently discovered; funny videos on youtube and msn. We really had some fun and were laughing a lot.
"Wow, you got a playstation" he discovered.
"Yes, wanna go for some games?"
"I never played any videogames."
"You missed something there. Wait, I'll setup a profile for you."
Some hours later Josh was a pro in playing The Need for Speed and Cool Boarders 3. Time passed by and it was nearly 4:30pm when he got up and said that he needed to leave.
"You think my boxers are dry?"
"Sure, I'll got and get them."
I was disappointed that he had to leave so early. When I came back he already had dropped my boxers and shirt and was standing in front of me, naked as god had created him. His hands covered his genitals.
We looked into each others eyes and stood there for a minute without saying a word.
"Not shy uh?"
"No, I'm not." he answered and removed his hands from where they were.
"Here, they're dry."
"Thanks." he said as he put his clothes back on.
"I really like you, you are the best friend I've ever had."
"I like you too, Josh. Wanna play tomorrow?"
"Yeah, I'll ask my mom."
"Here, this is my phone number." I said writing it down and handing a note to him.
"You have your own phone number?" he asked in disbelief.
"Yes, the second one's my mobile, you can call me anytime you want."
He was about to leave, but stopped right in front of the door, turned around and hugged me to say thanks for the wonderful day. I hugged him back and our friendship was decided.
"See you tomorrow!"
"Yeah, thanks, and I can really take the skateboard with me?"
"Of course as I told you, it's yours."
Josh slightly shook his head, as if he couldn't believe the present he was just given and left our house.
I on the other hand would have wanted him to stay forever. The possibility of him not being allowed to come over tomorrow made me feel sad. But I hoped for the best.
Some minutes after he left our premises, the front door opened again and my dad came home.
I happily threw myself into his arms. It has been a while since my father came home before 8 pm and we used it for playing some football out in the garden. He asked me about Josh when I told him about my new friend and was curious to get to know him.
"You'll like him, He's very polite, a little shy but great company."
"I'm happy you made a friend you can spend the summer with and it's only three weeks until our trip to Italy."
"Yeah, I really look forward to it."
"Come here sport!" he said. "Listen, I am sorry that I didn't have much time for you during the last months, but I promise, when we are on holiday we will make up for the lost time, ok?"
"Yes dad, no problem."
He put his arms around me and we hugged for some seconds before we got back into the house. I spent the next hour in my room checking my mails and surfing through the internet. Whatever I did, I couldn't get my thoughts off Josh. His appearance was burned into my mind.
I know this sounds crazy or gay, but I missed him. And every time my thoughts included him, he was standing naked in front of me with his hard on nearly the same size as mine. But on his slightly smaller physic it looked huge.
What was going on with me? I always fancied girls and never watched any gay porns or so; I was normal. Ok, I never had a girl-friend but that's all. It was crazy, exciting but also daunting. This evening I didn't dare to please myself even if I wanted to because my head was spinning around what happened. Was I feeling guilty?
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