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Hawthorne Awakening
by
Ritch Christopher
Part Six
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Steve wrestled with his own feelings about seeing Noah the next day. Granted, he had all but been given permission by Hal to see his brother, but Steve didn't know if he was ready to commit himself to a budding relationship--at least his first gay relationship. Steve took pride in his sexual excursions with the girls and women of Hawthorne. He knew just how to please them before he experienced his own climax. For most guys, sex was just a quick way of satisfying themselves, leaving the girls high and wide, receiving little if any sexual gratification. Sometimes a guy could get off in just a matter of seconds or a very few minutes, while it took a girl much longer to reach an orgasm. Many guys were selfish in that respect because once they had shot their load, their need for sex diminished and it required a great art, as well as great concentration, to maintain an erection for the sometimes ten to thirty minutes for the girl to climax. Steve didn't have that problem. If needs be, he resorted to cunnilingus, having the girl undergo her first big "O" before acheiving his own. That's why Steve was so popular. Word had spread among the women and girls of Hawthorne and that was the main reason they were willing to date him over the other guys.
Steve was confident of his sexual prowess with the female gender. He knew how to get himself off...but with another guy? Steve was reluctant even to try, mainly because he'd never had the urge to have sex with another male, but also, he didn't know what to do to please another guy. On this level he would be all but a rank amateur. But, of course, if Noah was a virgin, Noah would have nothing to compare to Steve's first attempt at gay sex. Could he really go down on a guy and give him head the way girls had done to him? Then there was the qualm about male intercourse. The one time Dr. Blevins had probed Steve's anus, it had hurt like hell...and the doctor was only using one of his bony fingers. The size of a strong, large penis entering him was another story. No doubt he could fuck Noah, there couldn't be that much difference. A hole is a hole and if a vagina can adapt and stretch to accommodate entrance by a dick, an anus could do the same, Steve supposed.
Steve stayed home most of the day following his visit to Greenport's Motel 6. He turned on TV. The fall pro-football games didn't start for another month. Steve didn't especially care for pro-baseball, but there was a soccer game on one of the channels he watched as long as he could stand it before changing channels. Like most Americans, to Steve, soccer was just a lot of men running around the field, scoring very few goals, if any. It was boring. Steve flipped the TV remote until found a taped college wrestling meet. Steve was suddenly fascinated by the wrestling gear the athletes wore. It looked as if some of the guys were wrestling without jock straps. Steve was watching their crotches to see the guys penises keep changing positions with each body throw...some of them were up, others down. Occasionally, one of the wrestlers would grab the other's crotch and not let go. The TV camera always seemed to go to another shot from behind to mask this move, but the more Steve watched, he was certain that some of the guys had reached a full erection. Damn! It was like watching two guys have sex with their clothes on. Steve's eyes became transfixed on crotch watching for the first time in his life. He was even more alarmed by his own crotch bulge beginning to grow. What the fuck was happening to him? This had never happened before...at least, not until he became interested in Noah. Had he been gay for a long time but been totally unaware of it? He thought back to the times that he and members of his immediate group had had jerk-off sessions down at the lake. In his mind, he could remember the vivid details of Randy's, Ty's, and Hal's dicks, so he realized he must have noticed them more than he'd ever imagined.
Watching the wrestling meet, he had a sudden urge to get off. Before he knew it, he had whipped out his organ and was giving it the spanking of its life...just watching the sporting event on TV. When he finished, traces of semen had reached areas of his entire body. He'd never had an orgasm like that...at least not while masturbating. He realized that guys had really turned him on.
Sex was one thing...making love was another thing, opposite entirely. Never had he made love to a girl because, honestly, he'd never had an emotional feeling toward one of them. But his feelings for Noah were far beyond merely having sex. Noah wanted Steve to make love to him and maybe that's what Steve wanted as well. He still wasn't sure though, and was still unable to see himself going through with it.
Noah, on the other hand, was pleased that he had gotten Steve to remove most of his clothing and hold him in the bed at the motel, but Noah still felt a tinge of rejection because Steve had refused to have sex with him.
It was Sunday. Hal had taken his car and had gone to visit Carolyn. Their parents had gone to church. His mother had packed a large picnic hamper to take to an all-day church gathering down by the lake, so Noah was left alone to find his own entertainment on a Sunday afternoon. He left his house, walking slowly to town to see if he might spot Steve at Smiley's. When he got there, the poolhall was all but empty...no Steve, not even Randy or Ty. Wade had a cue stick in his hand and was practicing shots all by himself. Wade was not proficient enough to play the game with his two best friends, Randy and Ty. So this was a good chance for him to improve his game. Noah saw him and went to the pool table to join him. On the next shot, Wade scratched.
"Damn!" Wade said to himself, "Why do I keep doing that?"
"Hey, Wade," Noah said.
"Oh, hi," Wade replied looking up from the table momentarily.
"Wanna shoot a game with me?" Noah asked.
"Aw, you'd probably beat me, too." Wade replied. "I'm just no good at playing this game. I already know how good you are. I watched you play the other day."
"There's really nothing to it. I just apply plane geometry to my game. I envison the table as a large blackboard and the poolballs as points on a triangle. Then I try to figure out the angles where the ball will go, if it's hit from a certain direction."
"I'm afraid I wasn't good at math, especially geometry."
"It's one of my favorite subjects," Noah said. "What are your favorites, Wade?"
"I love music, English, especially poetry. My mother has read poems to me all my life. I really like Byron, Shelley, and Keats."
"How about Robert Browning and Elizabeth Barrett?"
"They're wonderful, too."
"I never knew that you liked poetry, but then, I was always just a kid around you and never really knew what you liked."
"I don't talk much about poetry around Randy and Ty. It's not their bag, I know. Besides, if they knew, that would give them another excuse to think of me as a sissy."
"I've never heard them call you a sissy."
"They never have...not to my knowledge, but I know they think it."
"Do you plan to go to college, Wade?"
"Probably not. I had my chance when I finished high school, but leaving home and leaving my mother...well, she had something to say about that. Since there's no college in Hawthorne, going to it was out of the question."
"Would you have liked to have gone, if your mother would've let you?"
"Sure. I wanted to go to the University of North Carolina and study English...and read all the poetry I could find in the library there."
"We have a large library at Baylor. I spend lots of evenings there by myself."
"You're lucky that your parents sent you away to a private high school. It doesn't look to me as if I'll ever leave Hawthorne as long as my parents are alive."
"Pardon my saying it, Wade, but that's terrible. You'll be twenty-one in a year or so and you should live your own life."
"Tell that to my mother, will you?"
"Do you have any social life?"
"Not outside from the things I do with Randy and Ty. Mother doesn't exactly approve of them. She never has, but at least they're not girls and she lets me go with them as long as she knows where we are and what we're doing."
"You never date like Randy and Ty do?"
"Nope. I've never been alone with a girl."
"Because of your mother?"
Wade's face turned red from embarrassment. "I guess you could say that."
"But don't you want to?"
"Probably not. At my age, if a guy hasn't been on a date, much less kissed one...or worse. It's almost too late. I wouldn't know what to do."
"This is really embarrassing for me to ask, but are you still virgin."
"Yeah."
"Me, too."
"Yeah, but I'm three or four years older than you. You still have time. It's not too late for you."
"Do you think about girls when you're alone?"
"Not really. I think about Randy and Ty with their girlfriends and wonder what they do. I sometimes wonder about your brother, Hal, and Carolyn...and then, there's Steve. It doesn't take much imagination to know what he's doing."
Wade's last remark stung Noah, as if he'd been hit in the face with a wet rag.
"Steve makes out a lot? Is that what you're saying?"
"A LOT? Shoot, he makes out sometimes with several different girls, all in the same evening."
"Wade, do you...well, you know...make out...by yourself?"
"Sure, but not even my mother knows that or she'd make me stop."
"Damn, Wade! She won't let you have your own thoughts?"
"Not unless they're about her, the church, and all other clean functions."
"Do you feel like walking?"
"Where to?"
"Anywhere...down the street, hiking into the woods, just somewhere to go."
"I suppose."
"Let's get a couple of cold Cokes from the snack bar to take with us."
The two of them ordered two can Cokes and left Smiley's. The sun was hot, the streets were almost bare since everything in town was closed for Sunday, except Smiley's, Cutter's Pharmacy, and Jenson's Texaco station.
"Should you call your mother first?" Noah asked.
"Naw, she's at the church picnic. I told her I had a headache and didn't want to go. So she thinks I'm at home or off somewhere with Randy and Ty."
"Okay, it'll just be us two, Tom and Huck going on an adventure." Noah said. "Do you have any ideas where we should go?"
"We could hike up to Sherman's Ridge and get a good look at the Smoky Mountains. I know a place where Randy and Ty used to go to drink beer when we were in high school. This is Sunday. We used to go up there and count used condoms on the ground after everyone had used the place the night before."
They began their trek to Sherman's Ridge. They followed a mountain stream which originated from the ridge. Noah and Wade continued their conversation.
"Have you ever put a condom on?" Noah asked.
"Once." Wade replied. "One time, Randy bought a whole box and he was trying to take the cellophane wrapper off and he accidentally opened the box too quickly and condoms went flying all around in his car. He picked them all up but one. I found it sticking in between the cushions in the back seat and slipped it into my pants pocket. I didn't tell him. Later that night, I went into my room and put it on."
"What did it feel like?"
"Tight and strange. You know, like it feels when you try one of your mother's plastic gloves that comes with her hair dye?"
"Did you...you know?"
"Jerk off in it?"
"Yes."
"Sure, it only took me about fifteen seconds I was so excited and also scared that my mother would catch me."
"I've never even held one in my hands."
"It's no big deal. That was my first and only time to have one."
"Wade, do you jerk off a lot?"
"When I feel it's safe."
"What do you mean, 'safe'?"
"Oh, I really don't have any privacy at my house. Sure, I got my own room, but Mother comes in every time she wants to check on me. Sometimes two or three times at night after I've gone to sleep."
"Good Lord, what for?"
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe she wants to see if I'm still alive or maybe she wants to be sure I haven't run away during the night."
"Would you like to run away?"
"I think about it all the time. I want to grow up, but she won't let me. I'll be a forty-year-old kid and she'll be in her sixties, still trying to keep me from going out into the world on my own."
"That's horrible, Wade."
"I know it, but there's nothing I can do about it."
"You ought to think about moving to Chattanooga, where Baylor's at. It's a great city. You could get a job, find a place to live, and do whatever you want."
"I would love to, Noah, but it just doesn't seem possible."
They walked for another half hour and soon they were at the peak of Sherman's Ridge. They went out on a crest and stood on a huge rock which looked over a valley with the Great Smokies in the distance.
"God, it's great up here!" Wade exclaimed. "Take a deep breath and smell the clean air."
Wade stretched his arms out to their fullest to inhale. His left hand hit Noah's face, mostly his nose, causing it to bleed.
"Gosh, I'm sorry!" Wade said, "Here, Noah, take my handkerchief and press hard just above your upper lip."
Noah did as he was told. The nosebleed wasn't bad and stopped rather quickly.
"Now I can't smell the air," Noah joked.
"Damn, man, I didn't mean to do that."
"I know, I'm all right."
"Here, let me take a look." Wade said, pulling the handkerchief away. He took his thumb and raised the tip of Noah's nose to get a better view. His face was close to Noah's and Noah looked solidly into Wade's eyes up close. Noah slowly tilted his head and leaned forward, placing his lips on Wade's. Wade, not knowing how to respond to Noah's blatant gesture, let his lips stay there. Both of them closed their eyes and each imagined himself with his own fantasies. Noah was thinking about Steve while Wade was thinking of 'just anybody' who'd given him his first kiss.
After a few moments, both their eyes opened and they faces withdrew from one another's.
"If I embarrassed you, Wade, I'm sorry," Noah said in a voice just above a whisper.
"It's...it's...you took me by surprise, Noah."
"Did I shock you?"
"Well...yes."
"Did you get angry?"
"Well...no. It's just that I wasn't expecting you to do something like that."
"Am I the first guy to ever kiss you?"
"Noah, not only are you the first guy, you're the first, period..."
"Want to do it again?"
"Yeah...sure...why not? We've already done it once."
Slowly their lips met once again. This time Noah put his arms around Wade's back and embraced him. Wade followed Noah's lead and put his arms around Noah. The second kiss became more passionate and Noah bravely put his tongue against Wade's lips to attain entry into his mouth. Everything was happening so quickly, Wade had no chance to think about what they were doing and narrowly opened his mouth to receive Noah's tongue. The two tongues clashed and soon Wade began to try to access the inside of Noah's mouth. It was a duel where both of them were winning.
Noah lowered his right hand down Wade's back until he reached the spot between Wade's buttocks. Noah pulled Wade's pelvic region into his own. Both discovered they had raging hardons beneath their jeans...each wanting the other to feel his first, as Wade began grinding his swollen crotch into Noah's.
The kiss ended but they remained in the embrace. Their mouths were next to each other's ear and Wade whispered, "What are we doing, Noah?"
"Do you want to stop?" Noah whispered back to him.
"No, I just want to hold you like this. I've never held anyone before."
"I like being held, especially by you, Wade."
"I dreamed about it. When you first came home from school, looking like an Olmypic athlete with your new build. I wondered how it would feel to have your big chest pressed to mine."
"Want me to take my shirt off?"
"I'd love it!"
"Only if you take yours off, too."
"But my chest is not..."
"Forget it. It doesn't matter as long as we're touching."
The two unlocked their embrace and took off their shirts. Once again, Noah moved close to Wade making sure that their nipples touched while they held one another.
"Oh, my God, Noah! This is so wonderful! I feel like I could hold you like this forever. It's my dream come true."
"Did you ever fantasize about me when you were alone?"
"All the time, Noah, but I never imagined it would ever happen...not like this. But here you are and it's happening, just like in my dream."
"Would you like to go a little further, Wade?"
"What do you mean?"
"We still have on our jeans and underwear. Would you like for us to take them off as well?"
"What if someeone sees us?"
"There's no one around, Wade. Everyone's at the picnic. You don't see any cars around here, do you?"
"I'd feel better if we went over behind those trees over there. We'd be shielded in case a car drove up."
"Let's go."
They walked over to the edge of a patch of woods and slowly began to remove the rest of their clothing...each watching the other, removing everything piece by piece until they were both naked.
"God, you're beautiful, Noah," Wade said, sizing up Noah's body.
"You're not so bad yourself," Noah replied.
"Do you think we should be doing this?"
"Wade, it's time we both found out about real life instead of our fantasies."
"How far do you want to go?" Wade asked, nervously.
"All the way, if you're willing?" Noah replied.
"I'm willing."
They walked toward one another meshing their bodies together and locking their lips in their third kiss of the afternoon...and their lives. Neither of them was embarrassed as their erections touched. This time, their lower appendages began a duel as each lowered a hand to wrap it around the other's straining member.
"Oh, God!" Wade said, "Don't stop. Keep doing what you're doing," as Noah began to masturbate Wade.
"I think I can do better," Noah replied.
"How?"
"Wait and see," Noah said as he lowered himself into a kneeling position and took Wade into his mouth.
For the next hour, the two experimented with the other's body, kissing, licking, sucking, finally giving into the other's ultimate sacrifice by having anal intercourse. They had waited all their lives for this as they tried to fill in the missing years of their youth. Before they stopped, each had reached three orgasms apiece.
Both were tired, sweaty, exhausted, but enormously happy. It had been worth the wait for both of them.
"Noah, I think I could fall in love with you," Wade said, as they lay side by side on their backs, looking toward the upper branches of the pine trees which hid them.
"I think I could love you as well," Noah replied.
"Did you do this with Steve when you two went out together last week?"
"Heavens, no!" Noah said. "It's not like I didn't try, but Steve was afraid, or unwilling, or both."
"In my fantasies last weekend. I dreamt about the two of you together...doing what we just did."
"Nothing happened between Steve and me. It happened with you instead."
"Somehow I feel as if I should thank you."
"For what?"
"For letting me know what making love feels like. If this had never happened, I might've gone through my whole life without knowing."
"Wade, did you forget when I told you I was a virgin too? It was my first time as well. I guess I should be thanking you, too."
"Noah, this is the most wonderful thing that's ever happened to me. I'm glad it was with you. This might be the only time we ever do this and I'll never forget it!"
"Why the only time? We have the rest of the summer."
"But we might not get the chance that we had today."
"We'll make the chance."
"You'll be going away to school in a few short weeks."
"Yes, and I'll be going to Chattanooga, the place I talked to you about running away to. You could get a job, find a place to live and I could come over every night to see you before bed curfew...and we would have every weekend together. The University of Tennesee at Chattanooga is there as well and there's a couple of small colleges you could attend if you wanted to."
"That's just a dream, Noah, something that could never happen in real life...not mine, anyway."
"Wade, we could both MAKE it happen! I could go to college with you once I graduate from Baylor. We could spend the rest of our lives together."
"God, how I'd like that!"
"Hey, have you rested up enough to go one more round?" Noah asked, in a joking manner.
"I could go another and another and another..."
"Well, shut up and kiss me!"
Wade rolled his body on top of Noah's and began to kiss him. They both were sexually excited once more and managed two more climaxes each before they hiked home.
<><><><><><><><>(To be continued in Part Seven)