Davids Story

Authors note:

This is my first attempt at writing a story like this, so please keep that in mind while reading the pages to follow. My grammar is poor by most standards, and i really don't care either. I'm not writing this to impress you with my grammar and syntax. I am writing this however to give you a window into my life and the people I have shared my life with.

Now the legal stuff:

1. you are supposed to be 18 to read this.

2. if it is illegal where you are too read this type of story, it is entirely your responsibility to stop right now.

3. This story is not all gratuitus sex but there is sex involving consenting males under the age of 18. Mainly because this story involves the details of my life and I have had my share of sex when I was a teen.

4. If this type of reading material offends you, do not continue! that being said i hav no way of knowing who will read this so enjoy if you will at your own risk

5. Of course this is my story and My intelectual property, but feel free to read copy and distribute it as long as you keep the disclaimer and give credit where and when it is due.

David's Story

By

b-boy1

Chapter 14

Our flight was pretty boring, so we just talked, and watched the boring movie, and ate the crappy airline food. I started to get really excited when the captain announced the we would be landing soon. Brad and Aaron could notice my excitement. I was practically bouncing down the isle, when the plane finally stopped at the gate. Dad was there to meet us, and I gave him a big hug. I aksed if we could go by the old neighborhood, and dad reluctanly agreed. I knew why he didn't want to go there, but I kept that between us. I just wanted to show the guys where I used to live. Traffic was pretty heavy as we left the airport. We drove to our old neighborhood, and I pointed out all the places I used to hang out. Dad mentioned having to stop at the store before we drove up to the summer home.

I said, "Dad, can you drop us off, so I can take them over to Josh's house? I was hoping they could meet him."

Dad said, "Just for a little while. I want to get up there before night."

I said, "Dad you are so awsome. Thanks a millon."

Dad dropped us off at the entrance to the track home, so I could show the guys around. I ran into a few friends, and I got some odd looks. I saw one of my good friends, and stopped to say hi. I said, "Hi Jamie. I came back for a few to see the old neighborhood, and say hi to Josh. Have you seen him around?"

Jamie looked scared, and said "Uh...um....You might want to go over to his house. Um....I've got to go." Jamie made a quick retreat, and walked toward his house.

Brad looked at me and asked "What was that all about?"

I shrugged, and walked on toward Josh's house. I saw a for sale sing on the lawn, and walked up to the house. I thought that maybe Jamie acted the way he did, because Josh was moving away. We walked up to the door, and I rang the bell.

Mrs. Sullivan opened the door, and gasped. Not the welcome I was hoping for. She saw my surprise, and pulled me into her hugging me tightly. I could tell she was upset. Her eyes were red and puffy. She had been crying. When she released me, I said, "Mrs. S, These are two of my friends foem Arizona. Brad and Aaron, this is Mrs. Sullivan. Josh's mom.

She looked me in the eye, and said, "David, I think you should come in and have a seat. I have some bad news." The guys followed me inside, and I sat downnext to her on the couch. She said, "I would have called, but we lost your number while packing up the house. Mark got transferred to Texas, and...." She choked back a sob. I was getting really scared by now. "Mark and josh were driving down to Texas to close on the house, and had an accident"

I said, "Oh my god. Please tell me he's ok. He is ok isn't he?" I was starting to cry when I saw the pain in her eyes. All she could manage was to shake her head no. I broke down sobbing on her shoulder. She just held me and let me cry. When I managed to calm down, I saw Brad and Aaron sitting there with tears in their eyes. They came over and hugged me. When we all got a hold of ourselves, Mrs. Sullivan asked me to come with her. I was just numb. I followed her up the stairs to Josh's room. She stopped at the door and looked at me.

She said, "I didn't have it in me to pack up his room yet. I know this isn't the best of times to do this. I know you were very special to my son. I know he loved you very much." She opened the door to his room, and we walked into it. "Josh took it really hard when you moved. He never did maked any new friends. He stopped spending time with all his other friends too. He spent all of his time in this room. I know you boys kept in touch. I think it's the only thing that kept him going."

I said, "Josh was my best friend. He was like a brother to me, and I loved him more than life itself. God.....I'm going to miss him." I could feel the tears burning as they slid down my ckeeks. I don't think I have ever hurt so badly. I just stood there. I could smell his scent in the room. I looked around the room, and found a picture of us that Mr. Sullivan took of Josh after we got back from riding our bikes in the woods out behind our houses. He was so beautiful. I picked up the frame and hugged it to me. I stood there remembering that day. We had so much fun riding out in the woods. He was always getting me to be adventurous. Josh was the entire reason I came out of my shell, and tried to make friends. Mrs. S brought me out of my daze, by hugging me from behind. She said, "I haven't been in here since I came in to turn his computer off. I know you boys had your secrets, and I want to respect them. Would you make sure he didn't leave anything he didn't want me to know about?"

I said, "If he left any secrets, they would be in his box." I walked over to his closet and pulled out his lockbox. We each had one, and we each had keys to them.

Mrs. S left me to look around the room to check just in case. When she was out of site, I went to his bed, and looked under the mattress, and pulled out his stash of mags, and put them in his bookbag. I filled the bag with a bunch of stuff I knew he wouldn't want his mom to see. Brad and Aaron came up and kept me company while I did as she asked. Brad looked uncomfortable standing there.

I said, "Brad, when I left, we parted as best friends. Nothing more." He gave me a weak smile, and asked, "Is there anything we can do?"

I said, "I'm almost done. I just want to get his journal off his computer, and we can go back downstairs."

I booted up his computer, and put all his documents, and his journal on a cd. I cleared out his temp files too. I had to chuckle, because it was all porn. That horndog had nearly his whole drive full of porn. When I finished, we went back downstairs with the bag I filled. Dad was sitting in the livingroom, and I ran to him. I collapsed into his arms crying again. I knew I was being a big baby, but he was my best friend. Dad just held me while I cried. I cried for all the thing I wanted to say, and never got to. I cried for the loss of my best friend. I cried for my friends having to go through this. All I wanted to do was introduce them to that person who made me the friend that I am. Josh taught me how to live. Before I met him, I was just a shy kid who got picked on every day at lunch, and on the playground. I felt Brad and Aaron hugging me as I cried for the loss of my friend. My best friend was gone.

When I calmed down again, Mrs. Sullivan said, "I've already spoken to your father about this, but Josh always said that you shared everything. I want you to have his things. Ypu already have his private things, and I'll send you the rest. He had a letter that he was going to send, and I forgot to mail it. Your dad has it. I'm so sorry you had to hear about it this way David. You came here hoping to surprise him, and have a good time for the day. I wish more than anything that it could have turned out the way you wanted it. I would have had a chance to see my baby happy again."

She ranup to her room crying. Dad went after her to offer what little comfort he could. I got up, and walked to the back door. Aaron said, "Dave....where you goin'?"

I said, "I have one more place to go. I have to go to our meeting spot. I have to get something from there." I walked out the back door, and toward the woods. Brad and Aaron followed me. When we cleared the treeline, Brad stopped me and hugged me tightly. We kissed, and held hands the rest of the way there. I looked up at the old oak. We biult a treehouse up near the top of the tree when we were 10. I started up the ladder we made to climb the 20 or so feet to the branches where we could climb easily. When I finally got up to the treehouse, I looked out over the woods. It was as beautiful as I remembered it. Brad and Aaron climbed in and joined me. We talked for a few about Josh, and how we met. I looked in our box up ther to make sure nothing was left behind there either. Josh had started a little habit after I moved. I found a bag of pot and rolling papers. I had to smile. Josh and I used to smoke a joint or two a month, but there had to be at least an ounce of pot there.

I said, "I think I found the one thing that we would never be able to find at the summer house" I held up the baggie, and Aaron gasped.

He said, "Damn dude. He had that much up here?"

I said, "It looks like he bought it, and never had a chance to smoke it."

We talked for a few minutes about Josh, then climbed back down. Dad and Mrs. S were waiting for us when we got back. Dad said, "Where did you guys go.?"

I said, "We went to the treehouse to see it, and check for stuff there too."

Dad said, "I put that bag in the trunk. I was tempted to look, but I know that you have always respected my privacy. I'll do the same for you, unless you are ever in danger. Then all bets are off." He smiled and gave me a hug.

I took a few minutes to say goodbye to Josh's mom privately. She told me that she knew just how close Josh and I were. I thanked her for keeping that between us. We hugged, and I went out to the car. It was a quiet ride to our summer home. Brad and Aaron sat on either side of me in the back seat. I remember laying my head down in Brad's lap. He stroked my hair, and I soon fell asleep.

I woke up as the morning light started streaming in my room. We were spooned against each other. Brad had his arm around me holding me to him, and I was holdong Aaron close to me. I was up for a few minutes, and drifted back off to sleep. The smell of bacon cooking in the kitchen woke me up. I stumbled out of bed and to the bathroom. After finishing my routine in the bathroom, I went downstairs to see who was cooking. Dad was sitting in the kitchen reading the paper. Brad and Aaron were busy getting plates and glasses to set the table. Dad looked up from his paper and nodded. I went for the coffee pot to pour myself a cup. Brad came over to where I was standing, and said, "Morning", and whispered "I love you". It was so quiet, I barely heard it. I blushed, and sat down at the table.

Dad put down his paper, and said, "How you feeling this morning?"

I said, "I'm kind of numb. I've never had to deal with anything like this. Right now, I feel like there's a big emty space inside of me." Dad nodded and gave my hand a squeeze, and said, "I know it's going to take some time to deal with this. Just try to remember the happy times you had." Brad and Aaron set plates infront of dad and I, then brought their own to the table. We ate breakfast quietly, and I went up to get dressed. Brad came up as I was putting on my pants. He hugged me, and gave me a kiss.

Brad said, "What do you want to do today?"

I said, "I was thinking maybe we would take the baot out for the day. Maybe do some fishing. I know a really good spot."

Brad said, "Souds like fun. Will youd dad let you take the boat out alone?"

I said, "Yeah. I take it out all the time."

When I finished dressing, I went down to let dad know what we had planned. I got the usual safety lecture, and a reminder to be responsible. Dad gave me some money, and told me to fill the tanks up on the boat. He also told me to get the electronics bag out of the hall closet. We used to keep it all on the boat till last year, when someone stole all our equipment off the boat. Dad had to buy all new equipment.

Aaron was really excited about going out on the boat. He never had the chance to go out on a boat. I made a mental note to give him a box of dramamine for motion sickness in case he needed it. Brad was excited, because it was a chance for him to go fishing. I always liked the water. Just getting out on the lake was a chance for me to relax.

Dad left for work, and reminded us one more time to be careful. I took the guys out to the shed to the fishing poles, and downriggers out. I went back in to fill a cooler with soda, and ice. Brad and Aaron decided to take turns carrying stuff down while I took the cover off the boat. I walked down the path to the dock. I stopped at the boat, and inhaled deeply. I felt a rush as I thought about being on the water. I took the cover off, and hooked up the radio. I tuned into the marine forcast channel as I prepped the rest of the boat for our trip. I got out three life vests, andput them on the stern seat. I started the engines, and turned the radio back to the main hail channel. The guys had the rest of the stuff down at the dock as I finished. I started bringing the stuff on board and stowing it. I knew it was dumb, but I had to show the guys where the first aid kit, and fire extinguisher was. Hey......you never know.

Brad said, "We actually have to wear a life vest?"

I said, "Yeah. It's the law since we're minors. Its a big fine if the Coast Guard decides to boad us for an inspection. By the way. Aaron....you might want to leave that joint in your pocket in the light box at the end of the dock."

Aaron said, "How did you know?.....I just thought we could do it when we were out on the water."

I said, "Sorry dude. I can't do it when I'm on the boat. I'm responsible for your safety. Do you want me to be less than in full control of my faculties when we're 2 miles out?"

Aaron said, "I didn't think about it that way. I guess you're right."

Brad said, "You take this safety thing seriously."

I said, "I just lost one friend. I don't want to lose two more, and be responsible for it. We can still have fun. I just want to make sure we make it back to shore in one piece"

When we got that little problem taken care of, we cast off and headed for fuel. We had a quarter tank in one of the tanks, so we would definitely need it. We fueled up, and got some tips on good spots for fishing. I picked up some junk food, and off we went. We took turns at the helm. I took us out about four miles and set a slow course back to shore. We fished for a while, but didn't catch anything. We gave up on it after about an hour.

It sounds sappy, but we got a lot closer that day. We shared a lot of stories about when we were younger. Brad shared an important part of his past with me. He told me about his brother, and how he died. It got quite emotional as he recounted his story of his loss. He brought back a few of my own painful memories of my own loss. I tried my best not to show them how much Brad's story was affecting me. I simply tried to be there for my boyfriend when he shared one of his most painful memories. Aaron noticed me crying just as hard as brad when I was hugging him. He knew it was more than just sharing my lover's pain. I let brad cry it out, and I held him till he was able to calm down. I made for shore, and docked the boat. Thankfully, dad wasn't home to see us like this. I think he would have freaked out. We looked like we came in from a raging storm and barely made it to port.

We made it into the house, and realxed in my room for a while listening to music. It was a rough day for all of us, and I for one, was glad the day was over. Brad fell asleep on my bed, so I let him sleep. I got up to get a drink, and Aaron followed me into the kitchen.

Aaron said, "That really hit you hard didn't it?"

I said, "Yeah.....It brought back some pretty bad memories for me." I could feelt the tears on my cheeks as I knew where this was leading. Aaron hugged me and said, " Do you want to tell about it?"

I said, "This is pretty hard for me to talk about. I....I'm not too sure I c-c-can d-do this."

Aaron said, " What's so bad that you can't talk to me about?"

I said, "Aaron, I wasn't always an only child. I had a brother."

Well, I'm going to leave it there for now. This ones going to be tough for me to get through. This was a pretty rough period in my life. I very nearly didn't make it through it. I did a lot of pretty dumb things. Some of which, I'll never be able to forget.

I'm also going through some personal issues right now. I'll try to keep posting as long as I can. I'll find a way to get my story posted somehow.

I've also heard some rather unsettling things about safety. I'm probably going to piss a few people off, but Oh Well.......

There comes a time when certain people must be held personally accountabe for their actions. You know who you are, and what it takes to make things right again.

I'll be watching to see that it's done.

Peace