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Blake's Love 3
"Temptations" _____________________
We arrived at my bro's house a whole 35 minutes after we left. My parents were really making this trip seem like a month long cross-country journey. I already missed Chris; just knowing he was back home alone. At least Chris had Melanie to keep him company while I was gone. I think Melanie is a little better of a person than I thought. It's just that I don't really know her personally and hope Chris and I can trust her.
My brother's house really looked good. I guess his girlfriend, Linda, fixed it up a little since I last seen it. She seemed like a great person, just by talking to her on the phone I could tell. I think my brother and her will be together for a long long time, they seem really happy together.
When we got into the house, we sat around and talked for about an hour before my brother said that Charlie would be there Friday morning. Today was Thursday, so I basically got to sit around bored all day. I was really nervous about meeting him, considering all the hype my parents put into the whole "meeting Charlie" thing. Either he was going to be really awesome, or my mom was just sucking up to Linda.
I went up to my room, the room I would also be sharing with Charlie and began to unpack my toothbrush, deodorant, etc. I noticed only one bed, so I hope Charlie wasn't really cute, temptation is very hard to overcome.
I went back downstairs and pretty much wasted the rest of the day talking to Linda, my Bro, Mom, and Dad. Not that I didn't enjoy the company, but I could be doing better things. I walked upstairs at about 10:30 and went to sleep. I was tired and just overall depressed for having to leave Chris back home.
The next morning I walked into the bathroom to put some stuff on the vanity and to take a leak. While I was peeing, I heard the door to the room open.
"Hello, anybody in here?" I heard.
"Yeah, I'm in the bathroom, be out in a sec." I replied.
When I walked out, who I assumed was Charlie had his back to me. He looked pretty muscular and very tall.
"Hi, my names Blake, are you Charlie?" I asked.
"Yeah dude, that's me, wsup?" He said turning around to me.
He had a really cute face, like one of those Abercrombie and Fitch models you see hanging on the walls. He had sandy blonde hair, with it combed forward and spiked up in the front. You know, like most the guys wear it nowadays.
"Cool." I said as he reached out to shake my hand.
He had to be 6'3" and his hands were mighty strong, and oh my, a grip strong enough to make you weak in the knees. He was really cute, cute enough to actually be an A & F model. I was at a loss for words, I couldn't think of anything to say.
"Should we go down and eat some breakfast? Everyone else is already down there." He asked me pointing to the door.
"Y-yeah, sure let's go. I replied.
We went downstairs and enjoyed some small talk. It just so happens that he's as much of a Chevy fan as me. He owns a '76 Camaro. I really liked this guy. Hopefully we could become friends.
We sat around for the whole day and then we ate dinner with everyone. He seemed like a very rational person. Nothing abstract about him, or anything that made me want to ignore him. I actually hung on a lot of what he said. My, was he a cutie.
After dinner Charlie asked me if I wanted to go cruising around Sheperdsville. Since I had never seen the entire city, I was probably a little too excited he had asked. Plus, I could be with him, and take a spin in that car of his. His car was really awesome, royal blue with gray interior, a really good combination. We talked some more and chatted on the way to the Shepherds High Park, which is adjacent to the high school. He pulled into the parking lot and we got out, he went to the trunk of his car and pulled out a 6 pack of Miller Light.
Hey, I'm 16...what 16 year old with any social standing whatsoever hasn't tried alcohol? He asked if I wanted one, and of course I didn't hesitate. We sipped on the beer for a few minutes and then he seen a few of his friends.
"Yo, dude, you got anything a little more satisfying than Light?" Charlie asked.
"Yeah, I got some vodka in the truck on the other side of the park if you wanna ride over there and grab some." One of his friends replied.
"Yo, Blake, you want to, I'm really looking forward to getting smashed tonight."
"Yeah, lets go, I could use some myself." I replied, a little childishly.
Smashed? I've never been smashed before, but I don't think I needed to be now, or ever. Hey, Charlie was so cute though, I just couldn't resist at least going with him. When we got over to his friends truck, a guy grabbed a bottle and tossed it to Charlie. I was a 1/5 of vodka from a bag in the back of the truck. We stood and talked to his friends, he introduced me to a few. We left with the still unopened bottle of vodka about 15 minutes later.
I was wondering why he didn't open it and have some with his friends, but I didn't read into it too much.
"Hey Blake, you want to ride over to the woods and get a little drunk, no harm in that, right?" Charlie said, looking at me with a smile.
"No prob dude, but I don't want to get too drunk, I definitely don't need to be ripped by my Mom if she finds out." I replied.
"OK, but you can still have a little, right?" He asked.
"Sure, why not." I said giving him a weak smile.
We drove for about 1/2 hour, and it seemed to be leading to know where. We finally reached the forest preserve at about 10:45. We parked the car in the parking lot near the edge of the deserted road. He went to the trunk and grabbed a blanket and two flashlights and we started to walk into the woods on a small path about a foot wide. He tossed me one of the flashlights once we got up the trail a ways. We talked and laughed and had a good old time.
I heard a stream in the distance and I wondered if we would have to cross it.
"Are we going to have to cross that water I hear up a ways?" I asked.
"Nah, we'll stop and drink right before it, it's actually a run off of Wellingger Creek. I don't think it has an actual name though." Charlie replied to my question.
"Oh, ok. Is this the same forest preserve that backs up to Wellingger Creek?" I asked.
"Sure is, we're about 7 miles away from Wellingger Creek right now." He said. I think he gave me a little look, like he was surprised I had realized where I was.
Believe it or not, I felt totally comfortable way back in the woods like we were. I mean, even though we were by ourselves, I figured if anything were to happen, he could protect me with those big arms and hands of his. He was a really cool guy, and I wasn't surprised when he told me he was going to be on the varsity football team this next school year. The sound of water was getting closer, and we stopped and cleared away some brush and laid the blanket down to sit on. We sat quietly for about 2 or 3 minutes just looking around, and I guess trying to think of something to talk about. He opened up the vodka and took a drink and passed it to me.
I took a big swig and passed it back. He took a drink and tried to pass it back to me again, but I just pushed it back at him. I think he took a few more drinks and set it down up next to a tree.
"You sure you don't want anymore Blake? There's plenty left." He asked.
"What the hell, pass it over here." I replied giving a little laugh.
I'm generally a good kid. I mean, I don't smoke and I don't do drugs, but a drink here and there is OK. I've been a little drunk maybe 3 times. I started when I was a freshman two years ago.
I took like 3 or 4 more sips of the vodka and I passed it back to Charlie. The bottle was about half gone, and he drank about 1/2 of what was left. I finished the rest. We were laughing and talking and just having fun being a little buzzed. Or maybe a little more than a little buzzed, but who cares.
"Hey, Blake, you are so awesome, I'm really glad we got to meet here and stuff. Hehe, we're gonna be family, imagine that." Charlie said.
"Yeah, it's really, really cool isn't it?" I replied hanging my head and laughing. I was trying really hard not to look drunk, but it wasn't working too well.
I think we were pretty much wasted, but I knew what I was saying and was pretty aware of my surroundings. I noticed the space between us getting smaller and smaller. I know that I wasn't scooting over, so it had to be Charlie.
"Well, Blake, looks like we are fresh out of vodka, but fortunately I have something else in store for tonight." Charlie said to me.
"What's that?" I asked, getting this really scared look on my face.
"I brought the other four beers off that 6 pack I had, want one?" He said already tossing it to me.
"Sure, thanks Charlie." I said.
"You're Welcome cutie." Charlie said rubbing my knee.
Wait a minute. Cutie? Rubbing my knee? Nah, it can't be true. But it was, it really was.
"Did you say I was cute?"
"Yeah, Blake, you are...you're...really attractive." Charlie said nervously.
"Well, thanks, you are...too." I replied.
Charlie just kinda looked down like he was ashamed to feel this way. If I didn't have Chris at home, I would have went over to him. But he was pretty close already, what the fuck. I scooted closer and I put my arm around him.
"Look, Charlie there is nothing wrong with liking me. I actually have a boyfriend, and I love him with every bit of my heart." I told him.
"Oh, y-you have a boyfriend?"
"Yeah, Chris, he's been my best friend since before I can remember, we've been together for about a month and a half now." I replied.
"He really must be special to have won your heart. Only like 5 people know I'm gay, and I can't find anyone at all." Charlie Said.
I really felt for the guy, I hardly knew him, but I understood what he was going through.. This was me about two or three months ago, minus the telling 5 people. I thought I would never find anyone worth being with. Then this miraculous feeling swept over me when I found out Chris had feelings for me. Even as attractive as I found Charlie, there wasn't a special bond that I felt like I did with Chris. The feelings inside me for Chris couldn't be compared to anything substantial in this world.
"Hey, Blake, I guess we should be heading back, it's like almost 1 already."
Charlie said interrupting my thoughts of Chris.
I really think he wanted to do something with me, and I really can't say I didn't want to, but I couldn't do that to Chris. I want Chris to be my first, and hopefully the only one I ever have to get it from after that. I realized now that everything I had wanted in life was at home, sitting in his bedroom, probably bored to death missing me. Maybe not that drastic, but I knew he missed me, cuz I missed him so much. One other thing that made me feel so happy, and even though it sounds pathetic, was that I seen how depressed Charlie was. That really was me 2 months ago, and look how I've changed since then.
We sat for a few more minutes before we headed back down the path towards the car, I was really worried about Charlie, and he couldn't walk a line if his life depended on it.
"Maybe I should drive Charlie, I didn't have quite as much to drink as you."
"Well, I normally don't let other people drive my car, but you helped me out tonight so I guess it's a good idea." He replied tossing me the keys.
His car really had some kick; I enjoyed the entire ride home. I actually wish it could have lasted longer.
Everyone was asleep when we walked through the front door, except Linda, she was sitting waiting for her brother to come in I suppose. Charlie lived like 4 blocks away with his mom and dad, but he was staying here so he could meet all of Jamie's family. Jamie is my bro, for those who forgot.
"You guys are way past curfew you know, now get your ass's in the bed." That's all Linda said as we rushed past her upstairs and into the bedroom.
"Damn, she let me off easy this time." Charlie said with a chuckle.
"She won't tell my mom will she Charlie? I'll be dead if she does." I said in a scared tone.
"Nah, she's normally really cool about this stuff, she's only 21 herself. I remember my mom yelling at her for coming in an hour late." Charlie replied.
"OK, that's good, really good." I said, very much relieved.
I wish Jamie was like that. If that was me coming in at 1 in the morning, I would be dead. He would lie into me, and then so would my parents, cuz he's the biggest blabbermouth there is.
We flipped on the TV above the dresser in our bedroom and turned it onto some Saturday Night Live rerun on Comedy Central. I was starting to let my mind wander and started thinking about Chris again. If it was a few hours earlier I would have called him, but he was either already sleeping, or at least in bed trying to get some sleep. Chris always had a hard time falling asleep. I wondered if he missed me as much as I missed him. I hope he got to go out somewhere while I was away, I would hate for him to have sat at home all day. One more day here and then I could see him. I wanted to kiss him really bad. His pale skin touching my cheek as he flicked his tongue along my teeth would feel so good right now. The pure thought gave me a boner. If Charlie wasn't there I would have jacked off, but I didn't need ANYTHING tempting me at all. A simple jack off session even in the bathroom could make me do something I didn't want. He was just so cute. I was having a hard time resisting, but I had to be strong, as much for Chris as for me.
I was getting the temptation to take a piss though, so I got up to go to the bathroom. Charlie stared at me as I closed the door; I think he wanted me to keep it open so he could get a little glimpse. I stood in front of the toilet and looked over into the full-length mirror on the back of the door while I was pissing. I had grown over the summer. Both in height, and in...well I think you know. It was hard making myself go with the wood I was sporting, but pushing it out made the erection go down, and the urine start to flow. All that vodka had run straight through me, and boy did it feel good letting it out.
I walked out of the bathroom and Charlie was still lying in the bed and watched me as I went back to my side. It was really hard to not just leap on top of him and enjoy. No one would believe I slept in the same bed as him.
I got back in the bed and had just about fallen asleep when Charlie spoke up.
"Hey Blake, do you know anyone that's gay, single, and looking?"
"Well, no, but I'm sure that if you keep looking you'll find someone." I replied.
"I don't know where to look, let alone find out if someone I like is gay." He confessed.
"Well, I'll tell you what, I'll ask around. Maybe Chris knows someone, or knows someone that knows someone, ok?"
"Yeah, that's cool Blake, thanks."
"No Prob." I replied.
"Hey Blake, we can hang out and stuff, right? I mean, after you leave tomorrow."
"Of course, we both have cars, we only live about 15 miles away from each other, and I have nothing better to do. Maybe Chris and I can come out here, or you can come over to my place next weekend. I really think you'll like Chris, he's a great guy." I said.
"Awesome, it's a date, eer, yeah, you know what I mean." Charlie said, basically making a fool of himself.
He was funny, definitely a hit with Chris and the rest of our friends. It was also cool to meet someone else that was gay. I mean, Chris is all I need, but friends that share the same interest and live the same lifestyle are the ones you keep forever. I could see myself being friends with Charlie forever, even though we only met this morning. Sometimes you can just tell these things.
I finally fell asleep at like 3 in the morning. Luckily I didn't do anything I would regret. I think that Charlie purposely rubbed his leg against mine a couple times though. I never reacted to it though. I was just lying in bed. Charlie was still asleep next to me. I had a huge smile on my face because I would finally be able to see Chris. I hope he had absolutely nothing to do all day. I wanted to be with him as much as possible. Hopefully my Mom would let him spend the night too. I only have like 2 more weeks before summer vacation is over. I am really looking forward to school this year. Maybe Chris and I will have a few classes together.
Charlie started to stir, and just from the unexpectedness of it, I closed my eyes and acted like I was still asleep. I was peeking out of the corner of my eye to see what he was doing. He stretched his hands out over his head and did a little yawn thingy.
"Damn, I gotta shittin headache." He said aloud.
I guess he didn't realize I was still "sleeping."
He sat up a little bit and looked over at me.
"God Blake, you are so gorgeous, why do you have to be taken?" He said next.
I was really getting nervous, my heart was pounding out of my chest. I was so afraid he'd try something. I was still acting like I was asleep, which was the most stupid thing to do. I should have just "woke up" and that way I know nothing would happen. But I was froze, I didn't know what to do.
"I wish I could show you how much I really like you." Charlie said.
I closed my eyes tighter as I seen his hand coming towards my cheek.
I flinched to the touch of his fingers right below my eye. He got a little startled by that and pulled his hand away. I really had to "wake up" and soon, I didn't want anything bad to happen. Not that it would be bad. But I can't do it. Chris is my life. I had my eyes closed really tight, and I couldn't see anything.
I was debating when the right time was to fake wake up, and I was deep in thought on how to make it seem real. Then I felt something touch my lip. It was soft, moist, and was puckered up. Yup, Charlie was kissing me. I couldn't believe it. I was froze, totally immobile. I couldn't even open my eyes.
Should I pull away, or kiss back? Kissing back would have felt so great at the moment, but for the future, I decided to push him off. I pulled my mouth away and pushed on his upper torso to get him off, I couldn't help but notice how tight his pecs were. Chris' were much nicer though, I must say.
"Charlie, what the fuck are you doing? I told you I had a boyfriend, and I thought you could respect that. I guess that was asking just a little too much from you, huh?" I said with an angry tone.
"I-I, oh geez, I'm so sorry Blake, I didn't want to...I just...I'm sorry." Charlie tried to explain.
"Look, Charlie, as long as Chris and I are together, you and I are friends. Friends only." I said.
"I know Blake, I just let my hormones get the best of me, I really am sorry."
"Don't worry about it, but I don't want you touching my cheek or kissing me at all anymore." I replied.
"But, how did you know abou..."
"Yes Charlie, I was awake the whole time. I didn't mind the sweet little comment, but touching is going too far." I said.
"OK, I promise Blake, I won't anymore."
"Good." I replied.
I really didn't want to hurt the guys feelings like that. But even as cute as he was, I discovered I was strong enough to hold back my temptations. I actually did feel all those things for Chris that I had to keep telling myself all weekend long. I felt really good that I pushed away instead of giving in. Even as much as I wanted to, I didn't.
Charlie and I didn't say much the rest of the time I spent there. I wrote him a little note saying that we were still on for next weekend and stuck it in the wiper blade of his Camaro. I really did want to be friends with him, but I think I made it clear I was with Chris, and I intended to stay that way. __________________________________________________________________________
Well, that's Chapter 3. I finally finished it. Hope you enjoyed, and look forward to many more Blake Chapters. Email me at Boyinterrupted5@hotmail.com with any comments, and visit my website at http://GTHQ.homestead.com. Thank you all for your support, and as long as I get positive feedback, there will be future chapters.