Well this is my first attempt at writing a story so don't kill me over it ok?? All the usual stuff applies don't read this if you aren't old enough to or it's against the law where you live. This is a story about two underage teenage boys in high school and the love they share so if you don't want to read about something like this get out. Any resemblance any of the characters have to anyone dead or alive is just coincidence they came out of my head. With all of that out of the way enjoy the story guys!!
The sun was peaking over the ocean and the waves were softly crashing on the beach to most this would seem like a paradise living on a beach at the age of seventeen and after three months of hell I guess it finally is starting to feel that way to me too. Although it wasn't easy to get here not for me or my dad I guess we have crossed some big bridges and burned some too but I think we are both back to almost normal or what can be normal after seventeen years of your son being a mucho sports playing jock telling you he is gay. I think I am getting a head of myself though and should at least explain why I actually hated our move here in the first place.
It started in May when we were back at my home in the mountains where I had spent sixteen years growing up and had all my friends and stuff my dad is a big guy at the local bank where me meet my mother how god rest her soul passed giving birth to me. Now you might thinking that would put some strain on the relationship I had with my dad and you would be surprised how it didn't not once has he ever blamed me for moms crossing and for that I love him. I think that is another reason we moved though the hills had too many memories for him and I am just now figuring this out but anyway my dad got promoted to a high position on a new branch on the coast well he could turn the job down.
So I came home one day from baseball practice to see a sold sign in front of our house and moving trucks I slammed on the brakes on my F150 and just parked it in the middle of our street. I ran in scream at the top of my lunges for my dad dodging movers the whole time he finally answered from his office. I busted in scream at him almost in hysterics what the hell was he doing selling the house and moving me at the end of my sophomore year and cried the whole time he tried to explain to me about the new job. He just stopped talking and took me in his arms and whispered in my ear "Nicky its going to be grand just you wait we both need this you will see" I looked at him and just looked this man had no heart. "Dad really this is the only place I know everything is here why cant you just take a higher job here" he just laughed. We must have been a sight me at 6'4 and him at 5'7 neither my mom or dad were very tall so I don't know where I got it but we both have blond hair and a love of being outdoors. That night we got all my got all my friends together for a fare well dinner the house was packed with thirty teenagers and my dad we all cried and hugged to stay in touch.
The person that was hardest to leave though was my first boyfriend Drew we had been friends forever and had discovered together that we didn't like girls really and that was just two years ago. "Nicky how can you leave me after everything we have been through does not mean anything to you?" he asked me. "Yes Drew you mean the world to me but this is a new chapter in our lives we have grow up and move on ok be strong buddy" I said and we talked till a ungodly hour. The next morning the movers packed what was left of my life up and drove the six hours to my new life I got in my f150 and dad got in his beamer and we left our old lives behind heading into the unkown of the coast.
Sorry not a whole lot of details from when I moved away but that was a bad time for me Ill cover it better next chapter plus a new guy I find that helps take all the pain away.
Well what do you think I know this first part was pretty bad but I plan on building onto it if you will hanging in there with me thanks
Colton Send me any ideas or things that could make this story better to Crazybeachboy1604@ymail.com