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Chapter 1
I guess I will start by telling you a little bit about myself; my name is Carsten. I'm an average 17 year-old teenager from New York City, scruffy brown hair green eyes and what I feel is an average 140lb body. I'm not a jock, or anything close to it; the only sport I've ever played consisted of 3 games of snooker one summer with my uncle Martin. I guess some people would think of me as a geek, I keep to myself generally as I don't really have too many close friends. I moved to New York about 18 months ago from Australia, my Dad is an accountant and he was offered a promotion for a glamorous nine to five job in Manhattan. So my Mom, my sister and my Dad packed up our lives and moved to greener pastures; not that New York is greener pastures compared to Australia, although it's not as dry. I'm fairly tanned and always have been, due to the fact that I lived on the coast my whole life; my first day of school was pretty crazy, everyone looking and pointing. I guess I was the fresh meat that everyone gawked at.
Thank god for me school is over and its summer break once again, although this summer is going to be a little different; my family and I are going camping in the Hudson Valley. My father managed to convince his boss that he needed some time off to spend with his family, so lucky for me I get to spend three long weeks in a crappy one bedroom cabin in the woods.
"Carsten wake up," my Dad yells from somewhere downstairs.
I can't really see the point in getting up, maybe if I just pull the covers over my head they will just go away and I'll never have to go camping.
"I mean it son, get out of bed and get ready. We are leaving in 10 minutes," he calls out; getting increasingly louder.
"Grrrrr," I moan as I toss the blankets off and get out of bed; my joints cracking loudly.
I spend a good ten to fifteen minutes getting ready just to piss him off; it's not like I'm a terrible devil child or anything, it's probably just because I spend the majority of my time with my family. It makes me go insane.
Eventually I make my way downstairs to the kitchen where my Mom is packing a basket full of an assortment of food for the trip. She turns when she hears me enter and smiles.
"Good morning sweetie," my Mom says warmly while stuffing an oversized bag of Doritos into the wicker basket.
"Hey," I say sleepily with as little enthusiasm as possible.
This is happening while my sister is bounding up and down on the couch in the next room; she loves camping and the outdoors, any chance to play with something slimy or dirty. She's 11 and it doesn't take a whole lot to occupy her mind.
"You don't seem excited dear, is something the matter," asks my Mum with a concerned look in her eyes.
"No I'm fine, just tired;" I answer in the same, no enthusiasm manner.
"Well don't worry honey, the Clements are coming as well so you will have Mark to talk to," she replies happily.
Mark is the captain of the baseball team at my school and we have never said two words to each other the entire time I've been here. I always thought he was sort of an asshole, always tuning the ladies; two or three at a time. What a pig.
"He's quite a looker if I do say so myself, wouldn't you agree honey," my mother says will a little smirk on her face.
"Hmmm," I moan quietly, mostly to myself.
My parents have known I was gay for about 4 years now; well they were sort of the ones to tell me. My Mom and my Dad are both very accepting of it and often try to get my opinions on the local boys around the neighbourhood. It's twisted, like they have nothing better to do; I've never been with another guy before, ever, and I'm getting to the stage where my teenage hormones are getting the better of me. I help myself out most of the time, I jerk off about two or three times a day. I can't help myself, it doesn't take much at all, a photo of a shirtless guy, the hot 20-something gardener from across the street; or just imagining the entire football team in the locker rooms, soaping their stiff cocks and their hard bodies.
"Maybe you two will become really close friends, if you know what I mean," says my Mom cheekily.
"Oh yeah sure Mom, Mark is straight and he makes a point of it to everyone; I've overheard him talking about fags in class, he's a prick," I say a little too angrily.
"Well he doesn't know you, maybe once he gets to know you he won't care when he finds out your gay, you never know honey. Boys are just naive and stupid, isn't that right dear," my Mom says while looking over her shoulder as my Dad enters the room.
"What's that honey, oh yes stupid, really stupid," my father says sarcastically.
"Let's just hit the road ok, the sooner we get there the sooner we can leave," I say impatiently.
"Good idea son, the sooner we get there the sooner you can check out all those shirtless guys sunbathing," my Dad says while laughing with my Mom.
Like I sad, total freaks. Mum was a real big hag back in college, that's how she met dad, through one of her gay friends.
I quickly make my way outside and get into the car, buckle up and put my iPod on play; loud. Maybe something good will happen this summer, just maybe.
Heys guys thanks for reading, chapter 2 is already written and will be posted soon. If you are looking for sex then there is a lot coming sorry this chapter is a little but slow. I would love to hear feedback you can email me at s0421551484@gmail.com. Thanks Guys :-)