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|Searching for Truth|
2 Like Superman--or Supermamma's--super hearing and super speed, Danny's mom snapped at Danny at the uttering of the foul word.
"Boy! What'd ya' say?!" Danny's mom asked sharply.
"UH, nothing!" Danny quietly said staring at his duffle bag. He was deciding whether he should snatch the bag and run quickly up the stairs or play it cool, as if nothing at all happened.
"Danny, this here's Aaron. He told me left your bag at the rec. Saw the tag and decided to take the time to come by to return it to you. I think he deserves some gratitude," Danny's mom said with a tinge of threat in her voice.
"Yeah... Th-thanks, Aaron..." Danny mumbled.
"I think Danny would like to thank you in a better way. Aaron, Danny. Please come and sit down. I would much appreciate it." Mrs. Sullivan dangerously said in a specious tone.
Danny slapped himself mentally a million times before turning toward the living room and sitting beside his mom who had this... annoyed face directed at him. She almost resembled Jack Nicholson with the face she had. Danny avoided looking at the the guy sitting right in front of him and for the first time noticed the painted bumble bees buzzing on the wall. He felt extremely awkward.
"Well. So, Aaron. You said you just transferred here from Houston? I've been there for a football game and it was just so much fun. Almost like Hollywood! I think that's what Hollywood would be like. So, pretty strange that you'd move all the way out here from such a big place," Mrs. Sullivan commented trying to get a conversation going.
"Yeah, it was a pretty hard move to make. We just moved here on Friday because of my dad's work. We gave up a lot leaving Houston," Aaron said sincerely, "but hopefully, I'll be able to meet new people."
Danny felt Aaron's pair of eyes at his last statement.
'Awkward rating... I'd say infinity squared...' Danny thought with a sick look on his face.
"Danny, are you feeling fine?" Danny's mom asked out of concern..
"Yeah. Sure. Everything's fine mom."
"Well, then I'm sure Danny would be happy to show you around the town--as small as it is. But he'll help you to get to know the people and the surroundings. It's the least he could do after you brought him back his things from the center," Mrs. Sullivan announced.
"Wait. I am?" Danny blurted, his head snapped up to look at his mother with a worried look.
"Yes. Of. Course. You. Are," Mrs. Sullivan emphasized. She turned to Aaron and said,"Danny hasn't been interacting well with other boys his age lately. He's been spending almost all of his time with his friend Jessica. It's not healthy not spending some time with somebody that's a boy. I don't want him to get all limp wristed on me, now do I?" Danny's mom stated bluntly, with eyebrows raised.
"Yes! I agree completely, Mrs. Sullivan. A maturing boy needs to spend as much time as possible with other boys to better... explore possibilities and other fun stuff," Aaron agreed enthusiastically, a big grin forming on his extruciatingly handsome face.
Danny swallowed hard. He was stuck, screwed, helpless. Defeated (all thanks to mother dear), Danny finally looked up and directly at Aaron.
'Holy Shit,' was all Danny thought at the sun before him.
Blonde hair, puppy dog eyes, fair skin, killer smile. All of these mesmerized Danny.
Aaron felt Danny staring and he looked at him. Aaron felt as if he hit the jackpot. A cute, innocent country boy right in front of him, ripe for the plucking. Things of what could happen swam around in his head. He winked at Danny, who immediately looked away after the sexy gesture.
Mrs. Sullivan, totally oblivious of what was going on asked Aaron, "Join us for dinner Aaron. It'll be ready in a while."
"That sounds awesome. Thanks a lot, but could I call my parents first though?" Aaron asked.
"Of course. Danny, let him use the phone in your room. You two can wait in there until dinner is ready," Mrs. Sullivan said as she left fro the kitchen, "Make yourself as comfortable as you want Aaron. It'll be half an hour before dinner."
Mrs. Sullivan left for the kitchen and Danny's heart began to burst from the intensity of being alone with Aaron. He swallowed hard from the nervousness.
Aaron smiled and looked at the wide-eyed Danny. He chuckled in his head at the shyness of the seventeen year old in front of him. Aaron got up from the sofa and asked, "So... can I show it? Just show it to me and I'll do my thing. I swear I won't be long. I wouldn't want your mom to walk in on me using my mouth too much."
Danny looked up with a shocked look at what he just heard and saw Aaron standing with a grin on his face.
"Anyway, what would I be saying to my parents that would take so long on the phone?" Aaron said in an innocent tone.
Aaron brushed his hand over Danny's as he walked past him toward the stairs.
"So which one is your room?"
Danny got up cautiously, felt Aaron's watchful gaze, and walked up the stairs. He stood by his door and waited for Aaron to get inside. Aaron rubbed against Danny as he passed him to get inside the room, even though there was enough space for two people to go thought the doorway at once. Danny swallowed and entered his room.
"The phone's over there by my bed."
"Great, thanks."
Danny carefully sat in his computer chair while Aaron was on the bed calling his house.
"Hey, mom. Our neighbor, the Sullivans, is inviting me to stay for dinner. Is that okay? Really? Thanks! I'll be home after dinner," Aaron exclaimed.
There was a big smile on Aaron's face after he hung up the phone and his eyes danced. Danny was looking up at the ceiling, wishing dinner time was already over. All this anxiety was making him age ten times faster, not to mention sweat profusely.
Aaron got up and walked around the room. "Pretty cool room, Danny. I... have a poster behind my door... So, what's behind yours?" Aaron asked innocently as he closed the door quietly pretending to be interested at the paint of the door.
"Hmm... I see that it's... creme colored. Does your, uh, lock work? 'cuz mine gets jammed sometimes..." Aaron asked again, this time locking the door.
Danny's practically popped out of his head when he realized what was happening. He felt around in his open drawer for something sharp. Just in case.
"So, it does work. That's interesting..." Aaron commented.
"Yeah..." Danny managed to let out.
"So... what do you do for fun out here anyway?" Aaron asked as he slowly approached the panicking Danny.
Danny shot up from his chair ready to smack the approacher with his weapon, but lost balance and tumbled onto his bed with an umph.
"Oh, wow. That was really fast. Your not going to be THAT easy are you? Oh, what's that in your hand? Oooh, what a long ruler you've got. Really kinky, Danny. I didn't know you were into that kind of thing," Aaron teased lustily as he slowly crept onto the bed.
'A ruler?!' Danny turned his attention toward his hand see the pathetic, plastic ruler in his right hand. 'Of all things... I got a ruler... What am I gonna do? Spank him?!'
Danny placed his attention back at Aaron again. Aaron placed himself directly over Danny, Aaron's warm, strong legs and arms locking Danny in place so he couldn't move an inch.
A helpless whimper escaped Danny. Danny wanted to fight back, but at the same time, he wanted something else. Aaron smiled cockily at Danny.
"Mhm... I like this. I want to feel your hot skin against mine..." Aaron whispered quietly as he started to lower his pulsating body.
Danny's eyes widened to the point of almost popping out and gasped at the sudden contact of their bodies. He could feel the warmth radiating from Aaron's body even though they still had clothes on. He could smell the clean, soapy smell of Aaron's neck. Danny closed his eyes primarily in fear, but when he did he was further intoxicated by the feeling of Aaron on top of him and by the clean smell of Aaron's warm body...
He was paralyzed by fear, curiosity, pleasure, desire. A hand ran through Danny's silky hair, while the tip of Aaron's nose softly ran across the sensitive skin of Danny's neck. He felt a soft hand lightly brush his flushed cheek. He felt fingers lighty run across his trembling lips.
Then, his first kiss...
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Sorry it's kind of short. Things are getting pretty busy, but the next one'll be up pretty soon.
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