Discovering the Unknown
Chapter 4
By Angel Love
The next three days of school seemed like three months. I was so excited about spending the weekend with Rob. But, to be honest I was becoming a little concerned at the same time. By the end of the week it seemed as if he was avoiding me. Each time we met at our lockers he'd just smile, offered a few pleasant words, and then hurried off. Just today I tried to get him to bike home with me.
"Ah… I'd love to, but I have to meet my Mom as soon as school is out."
That was fine. Except when I left school I saw him slowly riding away on his bike. His mother was no were to be seen and he didn't seem to be in much of a hurry to get any place in particular. I know I should not have done it but I suddenly decided to follow him. Don't ask me why. I just did… . Oh! All right… so I had only known him a few days, what difference did that make? I was quickly developing a huge crush on him and I could not help it. He was everything I ever dreamed of in a boy. *SIGH*… his looks were great! Body… wonderful! Eyes… gorgeous! Smile… breath taking! Personality… out of this world. But those were not the things that had captivated me. Sure they helped, and served to quickly draw me in. But, there was more to it than that. It was the Rob, the one deep inside that made all those things work together so wonderfully the one who brought life to all those marvelous attributes. That was the Rob that had captivated my heart in only a few days. Up until this very moment I never believed in love at first sight, did not think it was possible. But, OH I had been so wrong! And now he seemed to be trying to avoid me. But, really why shouldn't he? After all I'm a guy, another boy, why should he look at me as anything more than just that? As I kept my distance and slowly followed him the thought suddenly struck me.
"What about tomorrow? What about our new jobs? If he is trying to avoid me now, how are we going to work together?"
I was almost in tears before I realized he had stopped at a small park about two blocks from my house. I hit the brakes and steered behind some large shrubs. I thought for a moment he may have saw me, but he had not. He seemed to be moving in slow motion. Not the Rob who I was acquainted with the one full of life and energy. He slowly chained his bike to a small tree than turned to lean back against the tree. I could see his head sag back, then down, and from my vantage point I was sure he was going to cry. When he finally moved away from the tree it was just a few feet. He sat down on the grass with his knees drawn up close, his arm circling them, and his chin resting on his right knee. Yes… yes he was crying, he used the back of his hand to wipe away the tears that trickled down his face.
I watched and waited for almost half an hour, but no one came by. And his mother certainly never showed. I could not understand why he had told me what appeared to be an obvious lie. I could tell he was deep in thought about something, but of course I had no idea what it could be. He just sat there almost motionless; his head resting on his knees, and looking so forlorn it almost broke my heart. The only possible conclusion I could come to was he was still grieving over his father. But, then why was he giving me the cold shoulder. Didn't he realize if that was his problem that I would want to help?
Now that was a silly question to ask myself. How could he? We had only known each other for less than a week. But, still I had helped him find a job right off. Should not that tell him I cared? The urge to run up to him, take him in my arm, and tell him I cared was almost overpowering. But I could not do that either. He would probably never speak to me again if he knew I had followed him, much more if he suspected I was gay. No the best thing for me to do was just get out of here and let him come to me if he wanted to. It wasn't until that moment I realized I had ridden myself into a trap. A trap from which I could not leave without him seeing me, and if he came back this way…
"Hi Jamie, what are you doing hiding behind that bush?"
My heart froze at the sound of those words. I jerked around so quickly I turned my bike over. It clattered to the ground with what sounded to me like the roar of a freight train.
"Steve! Damn you scared the crap out of me!"
Steve just sat there. A big grin on his face as his eyes went first to me than in Rob's direction, than back to me.
"Damn. You really have it bad for that guy if you just have to sit and stare at him." Then he started to laugh.
"Shhhhhh… Quiet down. Please."
I quickly glanced at Rob but apparently he was so deep in thought all the commotion had gone unnoticed by him.
Steve stepped off his bike and sat down beside to me. "What's wrong man?" He slipped an arm around my waist and squeezed me tight.
I put my hand on his shoulder and tried to hide my embarrassment with a smile. "I'll explain later. First I need you to help me get out of here."
"Why?"
"Cause Rob doesn't know I'm here. I followed him. Come on let's just get back on our bikes and ride on down the trail."
Without waiting for his reply I was on my feet and straddling my bike. Steve just shrugged his shoulders and followed suit. Back on the trail I pedaled slowly toward Rob. He looked up as we got closer and I though I could detect a smile on his face. Where was that marvelous smile of his? I had not seen it for two day and my heart ached to see it again.
"Hi guys." He hardly looked at me, and then turned his attention to Steve. "Hay Steve, haven't seen you for a couple of days. What you been up to?"
Well I like that! That's gratitude for you. I befriend him; get him a job, and now he acts as though I don't exist.
"Ah, not much just been hanging. That's about all."
"Yeah, know what you mean. But, I guess that will all change in the morning, Huh… Jamie?"
Well at last! I was beginning to think I didn't exist anymore.
"Think you can count on that. Mr. Barney will have us a full load."
His eyes dropped down, refusing to make contact with me. They were so sad it broke my heart. What could have happened to turn him off to me so quickly? As he began to unchain his bike I wondered why he had taken the trouble to secure it in the first place. After all, he had not move more than five feet from it for over half and hour.
"Well guys, I need to go. Mom will be expecting me home."
"I though you had to meet her right after school?" As soon as I ask the question I knew it was the wrong thing to do.
"Ah… well… something came up, had to put it off."
He was on his bike and began to peddle away.
"Hay, Rob. I'll see you in the morning. Want that I should come by and we can ride over together?"
He never looked back. "Yeah… that will be fine. See ya."
Steve looked at me and I could see the puzzlement in his eyes.
"What's with him?"
"I have no idea. He's been treating me like that for two days now."
"Well you certainly must have said something. The guy certainly acts like he is totally pissed at you."
My anger flared before I realized it was even there.
"I told you Steve I didn't do or say anything!"
I kicked the stand back on my bike and pedaled away so hard bits of gravel sprayed off the back tire. Why was I so mad? If Rob wanted to be pissed that was his business, it was no skin off my nose. The hell it wasn't… the guy I loved was mad at me and I didn't know why. Yes I said loved! In a weeks time I had fallen in love and I could not help myself. I was hurt and mad my emotions were working overtime. I had never felt this way before, and I really did not know how to deal with what I was feeling.
A block down the street it hit me like a ton of bricks. I had just treated my best friend like he was dirt. I squeezed hard on the brakes and slid to a stop. I looked over my shoulder and saw Steve still sitting on his bike right where I had left him. I swung my bike around and started back.
As I eased to a stop beside him our eyes met. A cold stare greeted me, and I could see the hurt in his eyes.
"Steve… Steve I'm so sorry. There is nothing your fault. Please forgive me."
"K."
"Steve please I don't know what came over me. Please, we've been friends all our lives please forgive me."
Steve leaned over and gave me a big hug.
"I know."
"You know what?"
"I know what came over you. You're in love you Doofus."
I felt my face flush as I peaked at him from under my bangs. Now it was my turn to lean over and give my best friend a big hug, and a quick little peck on the side of his neck. That was when I noticed a tear trickling from the corner of his eye. Now I was puzzled again, had I hurt his feelings that bad? It did not seem right, sure he had the right to be mad at me for snapping at him, but that should not make him cry. I opened my mouth to voice my question but he spoke before I could.
"Come on home with me and I'll buy you a soda."
"Sure… Steve I'm sorry. I really am."
He reached out and patted my leg as my foot rested on the pedal, "No more questions. This is going to be my treat this afternoon."
I had an idea that there may be more on his mind than just treating me to a soda, and right now I needed someone to feel a little sorry for me. We rode in silence the three blocks to Steve's house. While I had been hiding behind the shrubs watching the love of my life Steve had gone home and changed into nylon jogging shorts and a nylon muscle shirt. I kept sneaking peaks at his bum as he pedaled just a little in front of me. I would let my eyes travel up from his butt to his handsome face then back down to watch the muscles of his legs work.
Why could not I have fallen in love with Steve? After all he is one hell of a hot guy! You would be hard pressed to find anyone cuter or with a better build. And he is a marvelous friend, do anything for me. And on top of that all summer I have felt he may want something more from me than just being best buds and an occasional sexual release. No, I definitely would have to look long and hard to find someone better. But then I had, hadn't I? At least I think I have. I mean I really want it to be Rob. He is just so… so… fuck I don't know just so perfect. Besides that, he has already stolen my heart even if he didn't know it.
I sat on the sofa while Steve filled two glasses with ice for our soda. I watched his every move and I could feel myself becoming hard. Damn he was one hot dude. Those nylon shorts barely covered his gorgeous butt. When he bent down to get our drinks from the refrigerator I could see the cut little crease where his tight buns and his legs came together. While he was all bent over he looked back at me under his left arm. Our eye locked and the cutest grin I ever saw was on his face.
"I hope you know it's not nice to stare?"
"Oh, but it is when a person has something so nice to look at as what I do."
Steve wiggled his butt and continued to retrieve goodies from the fridge. He filled our glasses with Coke and placed some cookies on a small plate. He started to pick everything up than stopped. Again that wicked little smile was back on his face. He winked at me than slowly pulled that skin tight muscle T-shirt up and over his head. I could not take my eyes off his tight lean body. He was so hot! His hard summers work had translated into just the beginning of a wonderful six-pack. He was beautiful! I watched as he slowly slid his hands down each side and hooked his thumbs under the top of his shorts. He moved his hips like a professional stripper as he slowly began to pushes those red and black nylon shorts down his firm long legs. His cock was half hard and beautiful. Steve let the shorts drop to the floor and stepped out of them.
"You like?"
"No."
"No!"
"I love it! What's gotten into you this afternoon?"
"My best friend, that's what. You need your mind on something else for a little while."
"Well, I can truly say you have succeeded in doing that."
I slowly ran my hand over my hard dick trapped under my slacks.
Steve sat our refreshment on the coffee table in front of me than sat down beside me. I slipped my arm around his waist and pulled him close.
"I don't know what I'd do without you Bud."
"Oh, I think I know. You would just suffer in silence. You're too proud and hard headed to ask for help."
I leaned over and kissed him on the corner of his mouth. I could feel a little shiver go through him as I did. Steve turned to face me and before I knew it he had me on my back and kissing me so hard it almost hurt.
"Jamie, I want to make you feel so good this afternoon."
I smiled up at him, "Well, I think you are well on the way."
He slowly began to remove my clothing. As he did he kissed and nibbled on ever inch of bare skin as it came into view. By the time I was naked and he had the swollen head of my cock in his mouth I thought I would go mad. He was doing thing with his tongue that he had never done to me before. He swirled around the ridge of my crown then tickled the little opening. Each time he did, I thought I would swoon.
"Grab our clothes and let's go to my room where we can get down to business."
Steve kissed me softly then took my hand to help me up from the couch. While I gathered our scattered clothing he took our drinks and cookies and started up the stair. The sight of his nude body ascending the stairs mesmerized me. By the time we reached the top of the stairs, I was once more asking myself why I did not just let myself fall for my best friend. After all, it would be so easy to do. I placed our things on a chair and turned to find Steve standing directly behind me. He took me in his arms and I never knew a kiss could be so loving and tender.
"Come here Bud, this is your afternoon. Nothing is going to be too good for my best friend."
I thought… no I could hear a catch in his voice and there was just the hint of a tear in the corner of his right eye. I was getting a glimpse of a Steve I did not know really existed.
He eased me onto the bed and lay on top of me, all the while searching my mouth with his tongue. I would have thought his weight would have been more noticeable, but it seemed just right somehow. It just felt super great feeling his body pressing down on me from my head to my toes. Out of pure ecstasy I uttered a muffled moan around his exploring tongue.
"You all right, am I too heavy Baby?"
"Oh, no I'm just fine. Oh… this is just so great."
I let my eyes drift shut and searched for his tongue with my lips. Then it struck me what he had just called me, but I pushed it aside and concentrated on just how wonderful my best friend was making me feel.
Steve slowly started back down my body using much the same techniques that he had used earlier in the living room. When he once more had my throbbing willy trapped deep in his mouth he lifted my balls in one hand and began exploring the area just behind them with the thumb of his other hand. Each time he grazed my opening I would suck air and my convulsion of delight would cause my head to bump the headboard of his bed.
"Oh… Steve… I don't know where you have learned these things but I love them."
The area he was now exploring was a place I had never much touched even when I masturbated, now here was my best friend touching me in a place I never knew could make me feel so good. He let my cock slip from his mouth and began on my balls sucking one than the other into his mouth. As he did he was drenching my puckered little opening with his saliva. The slipperiness caused the movements of his thumb to intensify the electric sensations even that much more. Without realizing it I had spread my legs wide and pulled my knees back as far as I could to allow Steve all the room he needed or wanted to do with me as he pleased. I suddenly stiffened when I felt the pressure of his thumb and felt it enter me about half an inch. This was so new to me! Where had he learned all these things?
"Relax Baby, you will really enjoy this. Trust me just relax."
Trust him I did. And relax; I was more than willing to do that. It just felt so fucken good. Then it struck me I was about to get fucked even if it was just my best friend finger. He ever so slowly pressed in and each little bit made me relax just that much more and brought me closer to passing out from pure pleasure. His mouth was once more on my cock as he slowly moved his head up and down. Just then the top of his knuckle struck something deep inside me that sent a shock wave through my entire body. I tried to muffle a scream, but had little success. My orgasm struck with such force my legs shot straight out almost dislodging my cock from his hot wonderful mouth. Steve struggled to keep both my cock in his mouth, and his thumb up my butt, as I flooded his mouth with my boy cum. I shivered and shook from my after glow, and wanted to ask him to please stop sucking, but I could not. It felt to damn good to stop. I never wanted this feeling to stop.
"You liked that huh Baby?"
"Oh… Steve… that was just so… sooo… beyond words!"
I reached down and tasseled his hair as he rested his chin on my pubic bone and looked at me with the biggest smile on his face I think I had ever seen. When he licked the last of my cum from the corner of his mouth and winked at me I felt my heart melt.
"Steve… "
"Hush Baby, there is a lot more to come."
"Mo… More? I don't think I can stand anymore."
"Sure you can. You're a young boy. You just need a little rest."
With that he slid up beside me and took me into his arm and began showering my face with kisses.
"Steve… where did you learn all those wonderful thing?"
"From the internet."
I drifted off to sleep and when I awoke Steve was tracing the shape of my lips with tip of his tongue. I could feel his hard cock pressed against my hip and my own erection standing tall again.
"See, I told you all you needed was a little rest."
I could feel what felt like a cool breeze blowing over my willy. I reached down to stroke myself and was surprised to feel something slick, very slick, covering my shaft.
"Just a little KY," Steve said before I had a chance to form a question. "Remember I told you there was more to come."
"What's it for?"
Steve never answered instead he simply swung his leg over me and sat on my stomach. He reached back and began rubbing my dick up and down his butt crack.
"Steve you want me to… to"
"Yes Jamie, I want you inside me. Deep inside."
"But… we have never done that before. Won't it hurt?"
"Guess we'll find out won't we."
His smile, and that wink, was all I needed to dissolve any doubts that I may have had. I felt a little shiver come from my best friend as he directed my rock hard cock to his most private opening. He let some of his weight down then smiled at me as if to say it will be wonderful. The pressure increased until suddenly the head of my dick popped inside. Steve caught a deep breath and the smile suddenly faded from his face.
"Steve! Steve don't hurt yourself."
"It… it will be fine… I just need to give myself time."
For several moments he sat motionless, his eyes closed, and that funny expression on his face that reflected him being somewhere between pain and pleasure. I felt the tightness around my dick begin to pass and when it did Steve lowered himself ever so careful. He would take a half-inch then pause for a few moments. This ritual of slow decent continued until he was sitting firmly on my middle.
"There… there that wasn't so bad, now was it?"
"I wouldn't know," I chuckled. "I'm not the guy with a cock up my butt, but, it does feel damn good from my end."
Steve placed a finger on his lips than placed them on mine.
"Baby, we are both going to enjoy this."
He began to move his hips slowly rocking back and forth. I was mesmerized as I watched his face. It held a look of total bliss. His eyes were half closed, his head leaned back, just the tip of his cute pink tongue was visible, and a trick of saliva tricked from the corner of his mouth. I quickly began to concentrate on the things that were beginning to feel so good for me. I started moving my hips and trying to thrust into Steve. He leaned forward to give me room to work and soon he was meeting my every thrust. Each time his butt and my hips came together there was a loud slapping sound. He began to moan and my first reaction was to cover his mouth with mine to help hold the noise down. The more we thrust, the louder the moans became. Soon I could tell neither of us was going to hold out for as long as we wanted too. I reached down and took Steve's cock in my hand and began to stroke him in time with my thrusts up his butt.
"Yes… yes… oh yes Jamie… make me cum. Oh… oh!"
He leaned back and placed a hand on each of my knees. I stroked him hard and fast. I could feel my climax working its way up my shaft when the first jet of Steve's cum landed on my face. It's a good thing we had the house to ourselves because everyone would have heard him wail my name as spurt after spurt of white hot cum sprayed onto my body. My climax erupted with a force like I had never experienced before. I thought my first cum had been strong but this time I arched my back and carried both of us six inches off the bed. I almost forgot to breathe as I flooded Steve's insides with my load. I never knew anyone could shudder and shake as violently as he did in those few seconds.
"Oh Baby… oh… " Steve leaned forward than collapsed on top of me with my dick buried deed in his butt.
Again we drifted off to sleep with me holding him tightly against me.
For the second time this afternoon I awoke from a very brief but refreshing nap. However, this time it was different. Steve was still astride my hips and lying on my chest with his head nestled in the crook of my neck and shoulder. My cock had slipped from inside him, but he was sobbing; ever so quietly but his body was shaking and I could feel the wetness of his tears against my face.
"Steve… Steve Buddy. What the matter Buddy?"
This question only served to increase his sobs. I tried to turn my face to his but he held tight as if he did not want me to look at him.
"Steve I'm so sorry; I didn't mean to hurt you Buddy. I guess I just got a little carried away. Please Steve I'm sorry."
He sniffled hard and I could feel him wipe his nose with the back of his hand.
"You didn't hurt me Doofus… I loved it. It was the best thing to happen in my life. And, that I got to share it with my best friend made it even better."
"Why all the tears then?"
Steve shuddered hard than whispered in my ear so soft I could barely hear him.
"Jamie I'm scared… so afraid."
"Afraid!… Afraid of what?"
"I'm gay Jamie… I've know it all along. I didn't want it to be that way but it is and I can't help it."
"Steve, being gay isn't all that bad."
He shuddered again, "Yes it is! Have you ever stopped to think about what will happen if someone finds out about us? We'll be the outcasts of the school. There are guys there who would… oh god Jamie I don't even want to think about what they could do to me, to us."
Again, the sobs and shudders began to shake his body. He was right though, I had never given it a thought about what my being gay could mean, or the changes that was bound to come into my life because of it. My mind raced with what Steve had just caused me to realize. Steve's arms tightened around me and his sobs became outright crying. After a few moments, he again gained some control of himself.
"Jamie just don't leave me… please don't leave me alone."
"What on earth are you talking about? I would never leave you. You're my best bud."
"I mean when you and Rob finally get together. Please don't leave me hanging out by myself."
"Me and Rob, we may never get together. I don't even know if he is gay, odds are he is straight as a string. And besides that if he were gay I'm probably so far from what he would be looking for I would not even be notice."
"Oh, he's noticed alight. You're just to close to the action to see it."
My eyes became wide at what Steve had just said. "What do you know that I don't?"
He sniffed again and kissed my neck. "Nothing for sure, just the way he looks at you."
I was amazed at what I was hearing. But, I was more amazed, and touched, by the fear of my friend and his obvious care and concern for me.
"Steve," I pushed him back just enough I could look into his eyes. "Steve I don't know how Rob may feel about me but I know how I feel about you. I think I have been blind for years, but this afternoon has opened my eyes. Steve… will you be my boyfriend?"
I caught just the slightest beginning of a smile, but it faded as quickly as it appeared.
"No."
"No!"
Now it was my turn to be shocked by that little two-letter word. When I had used it earlier, it was in jest, but now I knew instinctively it was a definite 'No.'
"No Jamie, I can't have you like that."
"Like what?"
"Having you because you feel sorry for me."
"But… but Steve I don't feel sorry for you I just suddenly realized how much I really care for you."
"Jamie, you have Rob in you heart now. And, I think it might be the right thing for you. Let's just see what we can do to get the two of you together."
"But Steve we don't know if he is gay."
"We'll find out. You'd make a great boyfriend and I would be lying to myself and to you if I said otherwise. But I could never have all of you as long as Rob is in the background."
I was ready to protest more when the closing of a car door startled us.
"Oh fuck! Mom and Dad are home."
Steve sprang out of bed like he had been shocked.
"Quick get your clothes on this will probably be the first place they come."
I hurried to do his wishes. "Don't your parents knock before they come into your room?"
Steve was already back into his shorts and muscle shirt and was busy straightening the bed.
"No they never do. They say if I have nothing to hide they should be able to come and go in my room whenever they want."
He grabbed a can of air freshener and gave a quick spray, then threw the window open wide. I knew he was trying to mask the smell of sex, and I could see the fear in his eyes.
"Come on, let's go!"
He said it just above a whisper but there was no denying the anxiety in his voice. He opened the door and almost ran headlong into his mother.
"Well, I was just coming to see what you were up to."
"Oh, we just got here, been over to Jamie's and I wanted to change clothes."
The answer really did not seem to satisfy his mother. She stretched her neck to look past the two of us as she studied Steve's room. Without a word she pushed past us and walked into the room. Steve's face went ashen white and his eye looked like a small animal that had just been engulfed in a car's head lamps.
"I thought you said you had just changed your clothes?"
"I… I did Mom, my school clothes are in the hamper."
The look in here eye seemed to say she did not believe him, but she stepped back into the hallway. "Close that window; we can't air-condition the neighborhood you know."
"Yes Ma'am."
Steve hurried to do as his mother had ordered, the color was still drawn from his face and I could see his hands shaking as he latched the window closed.
"If I find out you two were up to no good in here you will be sorry young man!"
"No Ma'am… I mean… yes Ma'am… we just got here about ten minutes ago."
Steve's mother gave me a look that almost made my blood stop in my veins. Steve eased me out of his room and closed the door. His mother had returned to the living room and I could see the fright in my friend's eyes.
"Steve… "
He quickly clasp his hand over my mouth and hurried me down the back stairs and out onto the veranda.
"Steve is… "
"Jamie… not now, just keep it cool!"
He was whispering but there was no mistaking the firm demand in his voice.
For the next hour, I tried unsuccessfully to get Steve someplace where we could talk but I could tell he was not taking any chances on raising suspicion from his parents. As I rode away on my bike I could see a tear and a slight smile on his face. I knew his parents were very strict but I never realized they were so overbearing. Now I partially understood Steve's great fear with his gayness.
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