If you are not allowed to read erotic homosexual stories then stop now!....okay whatever now onto the story...
"What's up buddy?" my friend Stephen asked me while I got into his mustang.
"Nothing much" I said to him as I picked up his IPOD and picked a tune to listen to.
"So, what's new and shit?" Stephen asked me as he handed me his cd case and some wraps.
"Nothing, really just trying to do my own thing" I said to him as I took the case, and opened it up. "What about you?" I asked him as I reached into the back of his mustang and got out a book.
"Man, honestly nothing really, nothing ever goes on here! It's so boring." He said as I broke up some weed onto the book, trying to be careful not to spill it as he went around corners.
"Yeah man I know what you mean." I said to him as I filled the cracked brown paper with the green miracle substance. "There is no dick anywhere either!"
I said to him as he turned onto the highway.
"Yeah bro, I know what you mean" Stephen said as I licked the brown paper and closed the seems.
"You know what I mean straight boy?" I chimed in and smiled.
"Well there is no pussy around either." He said to me as I passed him the blunt.
"Your not going to light it for me?" he asked and smiled back at me
"Of course!...I always light my bitches blunts." I said to him as he inhaled the deep purple smoke into his lungs. After letting out a small cough he passed it to me.
"I would never be yo bitch" Stephen said to me as we cruised down the highway.
"Top doesn't go down?" I asked him with a smile.
"Of course, for you it always goes down." He said with a return smile. I just laughed to myself and hit the blunt.
We entered the club in Lawrence, I hated going to gay clubs, because they were all the same. Same smell of too much cologne, too much glitter, and the smell of fresh lube being wiped all over the boys in the bathrooms. I looked at Stephen and he looked at me as we made our way to the dance floor.
"For a straight boy you sure are a good dancer." I said to Stephen as he got behind me and held onto my hips.
"I can shake what my momma gave me." He said to me as he grinded against my ass. I looked back at Stephen and realized in that moment just how hot he is, or how hot he could be. He was not some supermodel drop dead gorgeous kind of guy. He was the simple brown hair, green eye guy. With a deep set jaw and small lips. He had some acne over his face, and a tall lean skinny body. Maybe it was the fact that I haven't had sex since February, and it was now August, or the fact that he was just damn hot at the moment, but I leaned into him and...
"Wake the fuck up!" my mother said to me as she walked into my room.
"Really mom?, really? At this moment you decide to be a bitch?" I said to her as I threw my pillow at her. She picked up my pillow and threw it back at me. She gave a small laugh and came over to my bed and sat down.
"If I was not a bitch, then how do you think you would be who you are today?" My mom said to me with a smile and a shake of the bed. She was right though. My mom was a strong, single mother who taught me that everyone should be treated equally and to always stand up for yourself. It was actually my mom that told me that I was gay, and she had a gay best friend so it was never really hard not be myself around her. I loved my mom more than I loved anyone else in this world. My mom's name is Jane, she is a tall woman with long black hair and a porcelain white face. Her face was so beautiful that she didn't need make up, and didn't believe in make up.
"Thank you for making me a bitch." I said to her as I sat up in my bed.
"You are very welcome" she said with a smile as she got up.
"Bring your sheets downstairs when you wake up...they are wet...nice dream?" she asked me as she walked out of my room.
I smiled to myself while I took off my sheets and laid them in a pile on the floor. I went inside my bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I was not a muscle god by any chance, but I did have a nice defined 6 pack body. My sandy blonde hair and blue eyes made the girls wet, " I laughed at myself for that comment, since I would have no idea how to even get a girl wet." My sandy blonde hair and blue eyes made the guys hard as a rock. "There that's better." The best part about my body would have to be my smile. After having braces for three and a half years I would hope that my teeth would be straight and white. I took a lot of pride in them. As I did with my body. I went over and relieved my bladder, and then I got into the shower, brushed my teeth, then threw my clothes on and headed downstairs. My mom was in the kitchen drinking a cup of coffee and reading the newspaper. She glanced up at me on my way out the door.
"Did you bring your sheets downstairs?" My mom asked me
"Shit! Sorry mom I left them on my floor though!" I said to her as I walked out the door of my house. It was a really bright day outside, the start of August came with a light breeze, and allergies reeking havoc. I got into my car and reached into my glove box to pull out a joint and lit it up. I inhaled the first drag and started up my car. After shifting into drive I fished out my phone from my pocket and called my friend Stephen.
"Hey bro face!" I said into the receiver
"Hey home skillet!" He replied back.
"I'm driving and smoking a J...care to join me?" I asked him as I pulled out of my neighborhood and headed his way.
"Always!" He said. "Good I'll be there in two minutes." I said to him as I hung up the phone. Pulling into his driveway I honked the horn and waited for him to come outside. Stephen bounded out of his house and got into my passenger side door.
"Hello" he said to me as I passed him the joint
"What it do?" I said back to him as I reversed
"Nothing really man what about you?" he asked back.
"Nothing, I had a wet dream last night" I said to him as I turned and headed towards the mall.
"No shit? Who was it this time? Callum again?" He asked me.
"No dude, it was you." I said to him as I took the joint back and put it to my lips.
"Err...anyway." Stephen said as he turned up my radio.
"Stephen, come on man, why do you get so weird when I bring up my lifestyle?" I asked him
"I don't know man, it's just...I don't care if it's anyone else you talk about its just weird when it's me directly ya know?" he asked as he took the joint back
"No actually I don't know" I said back to him
"What ever let's just drop this. " he said, "we are we going?" he asked me as I turned into the mall parking lot.
"Uhh...well I believe the sign says Oak park Mall." I said to him in a teasing sing song voice.
"You can be an asshole sometimes" he said to me as he hit the joint one last time than put it out in my ashtray.
"I am not even going to say anything about that." I said to him as I took out the keys in my ignition and headed inside the mall. As I walked into the mall high as a kite, I smelled the food court and headed that way. Stephen must have had the same instinct that I had, because he headed the same way I did. Me and Stephen, oh I'm sorry, Stephen and I have been friends since the start of junior high when we were 13. Now that we were 19 it had become my other most cherished relationship besides the one with my mom. We have gone through a lot of shit together, like when his mom passed away in a car accident, to when I came out to him in the middle of a thunderstorm after I ran out of his house for no reason.
Right there in the middle of that thunderstorm I broke down and told him that I was gay. He didn't say anything mean to me, he just hugged me, then gave me my first real kiss from anyone, let alone a boy. I always wondered why he kissed me that night, but in the moment I had forgot to ask, and after smoking so much pot my memory was fucked, so I have never brought it up.
"Can I get a hamburger." I asked the women behind the Sonic counter. "and some tatter tots- "anything else?" the women asked getting annoyed "yeah, a chocolate milkshake, and a banana split." I said to her "anything else?" she asked "No, that's it" I said to her as I reached into my wallet and pulled out a twenty to pay with.
"Your order number 1308" She said to me as she gave me my receipt. I went to the side and waiting for my number being called. I tuned into everything going on around me, hearing all the noise and bustle of people doing shopping, mom's dragging their children around, dads being used for the credit cards, and little junior high kids thinking they were the coolest people around. "I hope I was never that stupid when I was that age." I said to no one but myself.
"yeah, me too." I heard from behind me. I turned around and saw an amazing looking boy. He had wavy brown hair, and bright blue eyes that looked like a blue crystals being shown throw a light. His skin was tan, and soft and he smelled so good that all I wanted to do was lick his teeth. Speaking of his teeth, he had white straight perfect teeth, and a smile that made me want to act like a stupid junior high kid.
"yeah, they are kind of--"
"annoying?" he said finishing my statement.
"yeah, " I said with a stupid smile, " My name is Liam what's yours?" he asked me "Uhh...it's TJ" I said to him.
"Order 1308 your order is ready." Came over the speaker.
"that's me," I said as I handed the girl my receipt number. She handed me my tray and I turned around to find a table.
"well, it was nice to meet you Liam." I said with a smile as he looked down at my mass amount of food, "Yeah, you too..." he said with a chuckle. I made my way to a table that was not to far from the Sonic. I sat down and started at Liam from behind. From what I could tell, he had a nice round ass that I was most definitely wanted a piece of. At that moment Stephen came with his tray of food and sat down across from me.
"he has a nice ass" I said to Stephen as he turned around and looked at who I was pointing too.
"Do you always treat guys like a piece of meat?" he asked me
"Like you don't with girls?" I snapped back at him
"I don't, it's called respect...you should try it sometime." He said back as he took a bite into his sandwich.
"I give respect, as long as it's shaped like a penis, or has an ass like his." I said back as I ate my hamburger.
I figured this would be a good place to stop for the introduction.** This story as you will see, is not like a lot of stories on Nifty. It's not as serious, and should not be taken that way. So if some things offended you then I am sorry, this is MY story, told MY way, and through remembered events! It is going to be set up like a TV show would be in the since that there will be "Episodes" and unfortunately cliff hangers! But it is going to be well worth it! Plus I do take ideas into consideration if you think you can help mold and shape this story with me! I do enjoy emails as well! And they can be sent my way at awinton08@gmail.com.