This story is about the life and love of gay teenagers. All characters names have been changed and the situations are for creative purposes only. Some sexual acts may occur, so do not be shocked.
This story is copyright 2002 by Trancemonster. If you copy the story or would like to leave any comments concerning the series please contact me at corey1982_2000@yahoo.com
The Many Faces of Samuel Chapter Three "Rediscovered Feelings"
"Well....I might do this!" said Sam
"Do what?!", said Randy
That's when Sam did it and boy was it loud. "Omigod! Dude what has gotten into you today?!", said Randy
"Nothing just feeling different that's all", smiled Sam
"You are on crack my friend", said Randy.
They both were laughing almost forgeting the discussion about their friendship. Will it change everything? Of course, or maybe for the better.
Sam's P.O.V.
Randy almost looked like he was on fire whenever I snuck behind him after school. All day I have been waiting for our little "discussion". I wonder if he will say the words that I want him to. Sometimes online, I talk to other gay teens for comfort, to not feel like a freak. Although it's comforting, there is nothing better than hanging around an actual gay teen like myself. It's just that society has merely blacklisted homosexuals as perverts. Yes I know things are better now than thirty years ago, but still it's the same. One time I looked up homosexuality in a book and what I found shocked me. It was considered a mental illness until 1973. I was like "wow" and "huh" at the same time. Well enough thinking to myself, besides Randy is staring at me with awe. God I love it when he looks dumb.
I waved my hands in his face saying,"Earth to blonde boy. Wakey wakey, eggs and bakey. hehe".
He snaps out of it only to push me back giggling.
"Dude?! Are we going to talk or what? I have homework to do...Hey we can do our homework together afterwards", said Randy.
"Umm that's what we have always done since the first grade", I said.
Randy gives me a funny look while biting his bottom lip saying," Oh, well...let's go to your house ok?"
"Sure why not. My mom's working until 8pm tonight at the office.", I said.
So after that brief, I mean brief, discussion we walked to my house which is about four blocks from the school. He didn't say much, but I knew he wanted to. In fifteen minutes, we reached my house, which was a record for us. I became nervous, not knowing what may become of us. I could see the worry in Randy's eyes better than my own. As soon as we were in the house I offered him a soda from the kitchen. As usual, he accepted the drink and then we went into the living room. As he opened his can, the unexpected happened. His can of soda shot out all over his white tee shirt and onto the floor. At first he looked worried but then, he started laughing. I told him that I had an extra shirt upstairs that he could wear. So we both went up to my room to find him a fresh shirt. "Hey, I'm soo sorry man. I dunno what came over me.", he said.
"No problem just take off your shirt so we can find a new one. But do not eat or drink anything ok? hehe", I said.
"Smartass aren't we. Thanks man", he said.
As I searched for a shirt, Randy was taking his dirty one off. Never have I paid any attention to his beautifully toned chest. Not a hair on it except for around his belly button, but still it was a sight. I became so distracted by his chest, that I forgot what I was looking for. As I grabbed a shirt from the drawer, Randy started putting his arms around my waist. I did not move, I did not make a sound.
He began to breathe hard and said, " I can't control myself Sam. You are so kewl and sweet. I love you".
I escaped from his grip and faced him saying, "Huh?! You love me?".
He just smiled and came closer for what will be my first kiss ever. Then, as I reached closer, his face became blurry almost taking the form of my dresser drawer. Wait a damn minute; it is my drawer and I'm about to kiss a pair of my boxers. My daydreaming these days have gotten out of control.
"Umm Sam, are you that blind that you have to look for a shirt face first?", he said from behind.
"Oh I was , ummm....My mom's using this really sweet smelling new fabric softner. See smell this shirt", I said rather smoothly. "Naw, just give me that shirt...Well, the shirt can wait. We need to talk, k?",he said.
I shook my head and motioned for him to sit on my bed. Now I know he won't be kissing me, but I always wanted him on my bed. Randy closed his eyes and lowered his head. This must not be good news, at least not to me.
Then he slowly started talking almost crying, " Sam, you know we are best buds right?"
"Of course we are. Why such doubt?", I said.
"Well, lately I've felt different towards you and I'm....", he said nervously.
"You're what? Nervous?", I said smiling.
"Hell yeah. But I can't keep this from you. It's not fair to you or me. Sam, ever since the fifth grade I loved you. Hell, since first grade or whenever. Uhh man, I can't believe I'm saying this.", he said.
"Saying what Randy? That you love me.? Jess loves me too.", I said.
"As a friend she does...I don't. Samuel, Sam, I'm gay." ,he said bursting into tears.
"Randy I......", I said
"No! Don't say it! Don't say that you hate me. You are all I ever wanted in friend! If I lose you, I might as well die." he said.
I toke his hand into mine and looked him dead in his eyes. He was still was crying, but he managed to look into my eyes. There were no words for what just happened. All this time, all these years, we felt the same for each other. For him, things seemed to be easygoing; but it wasn't. This was the first time since he fell off his bike in the second grade that I've seen him cry. I smiled to let him know that it was alright; and he returned with his token grin. His face then formed into a serious expression making me do the same. My God is he going to do what I think he's going to do?!
He toke his hand from mine and caressed my cheek. I closed my eyes, because the feeling was so strong, so loving. Then, I felt him coming closer to my face and he got so close that we bumped heads. We giggled and got ready for the real thing. Without any warning, Randall, my best friend since kindergarten, pressed his lips against mine. Words cannot explain the emotion of that moment. Needless to say, no homework was done that day.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Well that chapter 3, I hope you love these oh so loving cliffhangers, especially this one. But you would have to admit this was the best cliffhanger ever, it left you with something to look forward to. I'd like to thank everyone who has e-mailed me, you guys all inspire me. As for chapter 4, it will be a longer chapter, which is a trend that you all should like.