Hi guys,
This is my first time ever writing a story though I've been an avid fan of Nifty for a while. It's something I've been meaning to do for a while and would greatly appreciate any feedback you have for me. Please feel free to email me at mattstories@hotmail.com even if it's just to tell me that you liked/hated the story. Apologies for any typing, spelling or grammatical errors.
This story will contain sexual scenes but is also a story about a teenage boy growing into himself and his sexuality. Although I have borrowed from my own life and experiences, any events that seem similar to your own lives are purely coincidental.
All copyrights for this story are held by me. If it is not legal for you to read this story then that is a decision that you need take for yourself but any consequences of that decision are yours.
The story so far:
Our main character, Aaron, is 13 years old and suffers from a crippling shyness which makes social situations difficult for him. School sent him on a trip to Germany, during which time he rooms with three older boys; Adam, Danny and Kieran. Aaron has become good friends with each of the boys and has started exploring the romantic feelings he has had for Kieran for the last 10 months. He had a moment of doubt about the sincerity of the boys but has now accepted his foolishness. After suffering an attack by a group of other students, Aaron has begun to speak up for himself. He was about to be discharged from hospital when his teacher, Miss Raymond, walked in on him and Kieran kissing.
Finding My Voice - Chapter ten.
How I managed to walk out of the hospital room when all the blood in my body was located in my face, making me blush brighter than the sun, I'll never know. Kieran was the opposite; instead of blushing, he had turned very pale and it was clear that he was panicking. As if to prolong our torture, Miss Raymond had said nothing to us about what she had witnessed. The entire walk down to the waiting car had been in silence; made all the more awkward for the fact that I had to lean on Kieran to help me walk given some of the injuries I had sustained.
Although I knew Kieran was 'out' to both Adam and Danny, I didn't know anything about how open he was with his sexuality with others. It might be that no-one else at school knew, maybe he just didn't want the teachers finding out or maybe it was his family; whatever it was, something was deeply troubling him and he looked like he might burst into tears at any point. I tried to comfort him by placing my hand in his once we were settled in the car but he looked at me as if I were mad and then pulled his hand away.
However subtle he had tried to be, that moment did not go unnoticed by Miss Raymond.
"Look, boys," she began, looking very deliberately at both of us in turn, "It's clear that something is going on between the two of you."
It was hard to make out her words over the pounding of my heart. A part of me wanted to open the car door and jump out, regardless of the consequences, but I could tell that Kieran was terrified enough and I needed to be strong.
"Miss Raymond..." I began, I'm not sure whether I was going to tell her the truth or a lie but she held her hand up to quieten me so I never found out.
"You don't need to," she said as her expression softened, "Boys, I think that this is some of the most wonderful news I've had in years."
My jaw dropped so quickly I thought it was going to fall out. Looking over at Kieran, his face had the same dumbfounded expression as mine did; mouth hanging open with eyes wide.
Miss Raymond suddenly burst into a fit of laughter, "Honestly boys, you should see your faces. I know you think I come from a different generation but I'm well aware of the potential for love between two boys."
Now Miss Raymond wasn't particular old, and I don't think that either Kieran or I thought she didn't understand gay people, but she was... well... a teacher. Let's face it; you don't expect your teacher to be this relaxed about something that you are keeping hidden from everyone else. Teachers didn't talk about this sort of stuff either; even in Sex and Relationship education classes. Everything there was geared towards 'straight' students; we'd never even talked about gay people until one day when a rather foolish boy asked if kissing a girl after his mate kissed her made him gay. My teacher at the time brushed the question off and seemed a little uncomfortable at the mention of homosexuality in his classroom, like it was some forbidden topic.
Taking a moment to compose herself, Miss Raymond leaned forward, "The pair of you are good for each other. Aaron, look how confident and at ease Kieran has made you feel. Kieran, since spending time with Aaron, you're so much calmer; it's like having him around has focused you."
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Kieran nodding. It was hard to imagine him as someone hyper and unfocused but I guess I'd never seen that side of him; in fact, there were a lot of things about Kieran that I didn't know.
Miss Raymond took my hand and placed it on Kieran's. "You don't need to be frightened," she stated with a firm yet kind voice.
"But..." Kieran began, "Does this mean we can't stay together?" The thought had never even occurred to me. I suppose, now she knew, Miss couldn't let us continue to stay in the same room. I mean, we hadn't really done anything but, still, there was no way that would be allowed. My breath started to get shallow and water glazed over my eyes as I imagined not being near Kieran; I couldn't do that. Now more than ever, I needed him next to me. I needed him to hold me. A single clear blue tear fell from my eyes and rolled slowly down my cheeks.
"Whatever do you mean Kieran?" Miss Raymond said, suddenly changing her demeanour back to her a professional one. "At a time like this, why would I remove Aaron from his best friend?" She deliberately stressed the 'best friend' part of the question. I was confused for a second; she knew we were more than that... what was she thinking? But it all became clear when she winked at me. "Like I said, the two of you are good for each other."
Oh wow, the realisation hit me like a weight. She knew what her duty was. She knew that Kieran and I were more than friends. Yet here, in front of me, was a woman who was willing to risk her professional life because she knew, right now, I needed to be with Kieran. The relief washed over me like a wave; carrying with it any panic that had begun to build inside. Kieran was beaming like the Cheshire Cat; his bright white teeth shining under those delicious ruby lips. I desperately wanted to kiss him but knew that I had to be restrained, no matter how 'cool' Miss Raymond was.
"Thank you," I said, finding the words. Nothing more was needed but, suffice it to say, my respect for this woman more than doubled right then and there. I guess not all teachers are like that foolish man who taught my Sex and Relationships classes.
When we arrived back at the hotel, Danny and Adam were waiting to greet us like two eager puppies. Both of them pounced on me the moment I got out of the car and start hugging me. Although the feeling of being loved and cared for was great, my bruises and cuts made the hugging unbearable after a few moments but, luckily, Kieran was there to nudge the pups off.
As my eyes met Danny's, a look of understanding passed between us. I took his hand and thanked him for being the best guardian a boy could hope for. The reality is, this young man potentially saved my life. Without his intervention, and quite an amazing feat at that, those vile creatures that attacked me could have left me for dead. His eyes began to water and so did mine. He leaned down and kissed the top of my head; it was a small gesture and there was certainly nothing sexual or romantic in it, but I understood its significance and so did Danny. There and then, I knew he would always have my back.
The evening passed swiftly, we stayed in our room, sat on the carpet, and had an evening full of the various snacks the others had bought yesterday. My friends introduced me to a range of different card games and it turns out I had a lot of beginner's luck; winning most of the games we played. Oddly, that stopped after I voiced that idea to the others; I guess they had been taking it easy on me. After standing up to get some crisps, Kieran came over to me instead of returning to his seat. Gently pushing me forward, he slid down between my back and the bed; he placed his legs on either side of me and wrapped his arms around my waist. No-one said anything and it was so lovely to just... be with him. Adam even smiled when he saw Kieran rest his head on my shoulder and close his eyes for a few moments. Whether it was the heat from Kieran's strong body or the love I felt radiating from all three of the boys in the room, I don't know but I felt better than I'd ever felt before, despite the aches and pains of my bruised body.
As the night drew on, Danny began to yawn more and more and so he decided to turn in. Adam followed soon after, leaving just Kieran and I awake. We decided to get ready for bed and both stripped down to our boxers. Standing still, I watched as Kieran pulled his t-shirt over his head, revealing his taunt body; muscles responding to the movement. My mouth filled with saliva at the sight of this toned god in front of me. All mine, I thought to myself, he is all mine; I genuinely must be the luckiest boy in the world. In one fluid motion, Kieran removed his jeans and socks and turned to place them in his draw, giving me a beautiful view of his tight bubble bum; outlined perfectly in a pair of fitted black boxers with a white trim. Everything about this boy is just physical perfection and I blushed as he caught me staring.
"It's ok," he said softly, "You can look as much as you want Aaron."
He looked like he had more to say but the moment was interrupted as I fell backwards onto our bed. I had managed to pull my top over my head, albeit with several grunts and groans as my damaged muscles tried to obey, but it had caught over my eyes and I'd ended up knocking myself over and landing on my bum on the edge of the bed Kieran and I shared. Immediately, Kieran came over to me and pull my top off my flailing arms. His hands travelled down my arms, tracing each of my muscles and then gliding down over my developing chest and abs. He dropped down to his knees, placing his hands on the waistband of my joggers and lovingly pulled them from my legs, leaving me sat there in a pair of thin black boxers and blue trainer socks. The snores of the other two boys filled the room as he slowly slid my socks off from my sore feet and began to massage them. His fingers felt heavenly as he manipulated my tired soles, eliciting soft moans from my lips. I'd never realised how good it could feel to have someone take care of you in this way; to spend their time completely focused on you and your needs; your pleasure coming first. His palms pressed against the balls of my feet as his fingers gently rubbed over my toes. Our eyes were locked together the entire time and I could see his true feelings for me inside them; I can't believe I ever doubted this boy.
I wish I could tell you that the massage led to something naughty but, the truth is, we were both just too drained, physically and emotionally, from the last two days to even think about anything like that. That doesn't mean we didn't kiss and cuddle as we settled down for the evening; no-one can ever be too tired for that.
Partway through the night, I was woken by the sound of someone sobbing. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I could tell that it was Kieran; he had turned away from me as I slept and his shoulders were shaking as tiny sobs came out of his body. Without a word, I moved right behind him, place my chest along his back. My arms wrapped around his waist and I simply planted soft kisses on the back of his neck. After a few moments, his body stopped shaking and his breathing steadied. He turned to face me.
"I'm sorry," he said, his eyes still wet, "I didn't mean for you to see that."
"Kieran, if something is wrong, I want to know. You're... well... I really care about you."
He smiled and a small chuckle left his lips, "You can call me your boyfriend if you want." It was a statement but he had said it as a question; almost unsure as to what I wanted.
My own eyes started to water and, despite my best efforts, my voice failed me; instead, I simply nodded my head.
Moving closer, he gently kissed my lips; a soft touch with just enough sensuality to make me moan as he slowly slid his tongue into my mouth. My own tongue caressed his which allowed me to pull a moan from him too. All too soon, the kiss was over and Kieran pulled back. With a serious face, he said simply; "If we are going to be boyfriends, then there's some stuff you should know."
Thank you for reading chapter ten of my story. I hope you enjoyed it - please feel free to give me any feedback at mattstories@hotmail.com, I'd really appreciate it.
I've started a new story. It has a very different feel to this one and is based much more around the sexual exploration of an older teen who finds himself single; it's a bit darker and grittier than this but you might enjoy it. It's called 'Young, Free and Newly Single' and is located in the Gay/Highschool section of Nifty. Please go check it out and let me know what you think.
The feedback so far from you guys has been amazing. I am genuinely overwhelmed by the support and encouraging words you have sent me so thank you very much. It really does mean a lot to get that sort of response from you.