The story is about a 14-year-old deaf boy starting a new life and a relationship with a new boyfriend.
The Leaves of My Life
Chapter One
'My Day Starts Anew'
Starting my life anew in a new place, Meredith was a good place to live with my mother. Sadly, my parents were in the middle of a bitter divorce. Luckily, my older brother lived in a different state attending a university during a nasty divorce. So, I had started a new life in a different city in a different state. By the way, I am Kevin Worthington and fourteen years old.
Finishing my swim practice, I climbed out of the vast high school swimming pool sheltered in a P.E. building equipped with the coaches' office and boys and girls' locker rooms. Today I was a freshman in high school and honored to be a part of the swim and dive team. There was a disability; I was deaf. I always wore my hearing aids and replied on my skillfully lip-reading ability. Of course, I can sign with the ASL and talk excellently. But there was one thing that I did not reveal this to anyone that I was gay.
I'd acknowledged to myself last year, once and for all, that I was gay -- finally admitting that both my extreme excitement in the bodies of handsome boys and men and all his j/o fantasies about them.
However, I had one problem with all this; I had lusted after several of my nicely tanned male teammates more than a few times during the fall season. Besides, their cute, tan, developing bodies were the main focus of my jerk-off fantasies. What we could have
done if I had the guts to cross the line, and reveal my sexual attraction to them.
Anyway, I was the last boy out of the pool as well as everyone was gone to the locker room except a fellow team member named Jayden Wright. He's a child of a deaf parent and knew ASL. I'd admitted that Jayden was so cute and stunning in his black speedos with a shark logo on the right.
Jay took a charge to wind up the buoys, which were coming out of the pool. I paced toward the bleachers and picked up the beach towel to dry my face and front torso, taking my time observing Jayden. I met him a week ago when my mother brought me into Herbert Hoover HS in an English class, which was in my first period. We shared the same classes because he could help me with interpreting and became friends.
Decisively, I dropped the towel, walked slowly on the wet cement, and waved at Jayden.
"Hey, do you need my help with those, Jayden," I spoke softly.
"Yes, please," He smiled at me, nodding his head.
Pulling them out of the pool took us fifteen minutes as the swim coach observed us from the office window with a smile on his face. His name was Brian Jonson (24). He graduated from the local university last year and joined the PE this year as a teacher. Brian knew my disability and had no problem with it.
I'd been on a recreational swim team for five summers, and I still had a lot to learn as far as perfecting my strokes and building my endurance. Brian was impressed that I was an excellent swimmer on my first day at the pool today, welcoming me to the team.
So, Jayden and I were done with the task and walked to our belongings, picking them up from the bleachers. Towards the Boys' Locker Room, Brian stopped us from entering and thanked us for helping with the task. With his departure, we walked to our lockers side by side, opened them to fetch the bottles of shampoo, and entered the communal shower, taking the middle one because it was Jayden's favorite spot.
With bold confidence and shamelessness, I dropped my black speedos and turned on the shower, testing its temperature. Something stopped me from ducking into the jet of water. Jayden was standing with his eyes bulging and mouth gaping, staring at my dangling flaccid horse-hung penis. He was stammering, pointing his forefinger at it. I smiled at him.
"Oh, Jayden, have you seen the other boys' like this one?" I asked him.
"Oh, no, never like that one!" Jayden exclaimed.
"Oh, well, it is my mistake. Am I the only one with this bigger size?" I questioned Jay.
"Yes, you put it the way. There are three of us," Jay said.
"Us?"
"Just you, me, and Jeff," Jay pointed out with his three fingers.
"Who is Jeff?" I forgot the shower.
"That is the boy playing with a soccer ball on the front yard this morning. Don't you remember Jeff Kentfield?" Jay asked me with signs.
"Now you mentioned it. Tell you what. Let's hurry with the shower. The coach is expecting us to leave here any minute," I was telling him.
Suddenly, the coach shouted at us at the entranceway to hurry up with the showers. Jay waved at him and quickly pulled his wet black speedos down. I haven't had a chance to take a good look at his cock because I was in a hurry with the shampooing in my eyes.
Today was Friday when Jayden and I left the locker room to retrieve our mountain bikes. I almost forgot to check my Samsung phone, found my mother's text, and started to read it.
Mom: Kevin, I am going out with a friend. Can you go to spend a night with Jayden?
"Uh, Jay, I just got the text from Mommy stating that I have to go with you for a night. Did you get anything from your mother yet?"
I showed it to him, and he looked at it, shrugging his shoulders before checking with his iPhone. Waving his right hand at me, he pointed the SMS to me. It read: `Jay, bring Kevin home with you. His Mom dropped his bag here for a night or two. Dinner in 2 hours.'
"So, Kevin, do you want to stay with me for two days instead of one day? I have a heated pool at home." Jayden said.
"All right. What are we waiting for?" I yelled joyfully.
Jay and I unchained the bikes from the rack, hopped on them, and pedaled toward his house. Jayden's house was only one mile from the high school and six blocks away from my house. He told me that when I asked him.
Arriving at the house, Jay and I brought the bikes inside the garage via the side door and removed our shoes, leaving them on the shoe shelves before stepping through the kitchen door. There was Jayden's mother in the kitchen making supper with an older boy, which I believed it was his brother.
"Hi, Mommy. Hi, Karl. This is Kevin Worthington. Kevin, this is my mother. Jennifer is her name. She is deaf like you. This is my brother, Karl. He goes to a college," Jay introduced all of us.
I told them that it was my pleasure to meet them and asked Jennifer how she knew my mother.
"I met her through the PTA when I paid the school for Jayden's lunches and exchanged the number with her because Jayden was only the one who knows ASL. The principal told me about you. All right, boys. We will have supper in an hour," Jennifer scooted us out of the kitchen.
There was my duffel bag in his upstairs bedroom. His bedroom was a bit bigger than mine was. He got a queen-sized bed, and so had I at home. I told him about my bed.
"I got a queen-sized bed, walk-in closet, en suite bathroom, entertainment center, desk, loveseat, and French doors. I can see that you have good taste in this room. You are fashion-oriented. Am I talking too much, Jay?" I looked at him.
"Oh, no, Kevin, it sounds very interesting what you had. All right, let us talk about what I had seen in the shower. Jeff, you, and me, who have the biggest penises in high school. I have known all the boys in this town since I was a toddler. Trust me on this. I believe that you have beat us by a few inches. Mine is an inch longer than he is."
"Oh, I understand. How big is he?" I dropped my backpack on the bed, still standing for the answer.
"Ah, I think it was 7, and mine is 8.25. What about you?" Jayden asked me.
"Uhh, mm, are you sure that you want to know?" I stammered.
"Yeah, I am positive!" Jay exclaimed with excitement.
Rolling my eyes to the right, my right hand reached into my right pocket and slowly pulled the small measuring tape in a metal case with a key ring with my house and padlock keys. Pulling the tip out of the case, I showed it to Jay. Jay gasped when his eyes caught where I pointed at it with my left hand.
"What! Are you kidding?" He shouted.
"No, you jumped. This one is flaccid and the other one is hard," I pointed it out to him.
He gasped and bulged his eyes out.
"Holy shit! You are not kidding! Your hard-on is 11?!?" He exclaimed.
"Shhhhhh, quiet! Not too loud, Jay!" I hushed him, my hands gesturing him to be quiet.
"Okay, Kevin. How do you hide it so well in your speedos?" He sounded dumbfounded.
"My brother had taught me how. It is too easy for me to tuck it between my legs without hurting my balls. Let me show you. Can you please lock the door?"
Jay complied with me and rushed to lock the door. He then walked to the bed and sat on the edge. Unfastening my belt, I unbuttoned my 501 jeans, hooked my thumbs under the hem of the pants and elastic band of a boxer, and fluidly pushed them down. My foreskinned, flaccid downcurved penis dropped down to dangle from the hidden place. I stepped out of them and lifted my shirt to let Jay view.
I handed him the measuring tape and encouraged him to go ahead. Jayden licked his lips nervously and took it from me. He pulled the tip out, locked it at 13 inches, and started to measure my soft penis. I took a meditative breathing session while he pressed the metal tape over from the base to the glans. He read it (9.25 inches).
"All right, then. Go ahead and stroke it," I added.
Jay exhaled, starting to stroke it up and down slowly. It grew hard in his right hand. I smiled when his eyes opened wide in awe as my cock became thick and huge in his hand, leaving him speechless. He was swearing vilely under his breath as well as I could read his lips.
"Well, what does it show?" I looked down at him.
"Uhh, umm, well, it is almost eleven inches and a half long. When did you measure it last?" He wondered with awe.
"Ah, I think it was a few months ago in Colorado. Are you sure it is closed to 11.5 inches?" I looked down.
Jay lifted the tape up to let me see and pointed his right forefinger at digits to me. I nodded my head thoughtfully.
"Oh, I don't realize that I have grown a half-inch."
"Your balls look fatter. You mentioned that your brother had taught you how to tuck it. Does he have a bigger one like yours?" He wondered.
"Yes, Jay, he does. It is a footer," I said proudly.
"Oh, fuck! You have shame all boys in high school with this," he exclaimed.
"So? There is no shame to show them, but we need to keep it quiet. No one has to know about this. It is just between you and me, period!"I told Jay.
Suddenly, there was a banging on the locked door, which startled us. Jay bolted up from the bed, swearing foully and I grabbed my clothes from the bed, bolting for the en suite bathroom.
I closed the door behind, quickly put the boxer and pants on, and then flushed the toilet to fool whoever it was at the door. Oh, man, it scared me! I washed my hands and looked at my face in the mirror.
Jay walked in to inform me that it was his brother telling him that it was suppertime. I dried my hands. Jay walked in to wash his hands. I stood closer to Jay.
"Damn, your brother scared me. Why did he do that?" I asked him.
"Well, Karl knows you are deaf. He does all-time with Mommy. She hates it when he does that to her every time. When she told me that she was on the toilet, she got scared by the banging on the door, which caused her to fart loudly. He doesn't care."
"Well, that is very mean! He has no respect for deaf culture. None at all!" I said.
"Right, Kevin," Jay said.
When the dinner was done, I had helped Jayden with the dishes as well as Jennifer wiped every surface clean with disinfectant. Karl was nowhere to assist us.
Generally, Jayden's father walked in from the garage, kissed Jennifer, and saw me assisting Jayden. He smiled, walking toward me.
"Hello, I am William, Jayden's father. You are Kevin Worthington. I know your mother. She is a good lawyer. I mean a fine one in this county. I am presenting the Wright and Wright Law Firm. My brother and I are lawyers for a long time since my father started the firm when he graduated from the Law School."
"It is an honor to meet you, noble lawyer," I bowed before William.
Jayden and the parents laughed at me bowing, Will was a fine-looking man, but I had noticed the elongated outline of his flaccid penis under the fabric of his black slack.
I stood up to extend my right hand to Will. He took my hand and shook it firmly, smiling warmly.
Inside Jayden's bedroom, I yawned, telling Jay that I was so tired, and started to denude in front of Jayden like an erotic dancer. Jay was struggling to look away, acting nervous near me. I was right when my gaydar told me that he was gay or curious gay.
Climbing into bed, I laid down on my back and looked over to see Jay denuding.
"Are you going to bed, Jay?"
"Yes, Kevin, I am."
After putting my hearing aids away in a protective case, they were on the right nightstand. My Samsung was plugging in for charging. Jay left the wax warmer with a nightlight on for both of us to communicate with. Also, he used it for communicating with his mother since he was a toddler.
"Jay, thanks for the nightlight. I can communicate with you with that. My mommy uses it for many purposes in my bedroom when I was a baby. I love the wax warmer. I have three of those. There is one by the door. The other one is on my nightstand by the desk. The last one is in my small bathroom. I love the smell of cinnamon and pine." I told him.
Jay was lying closer to my left side, observing me during the chat.
"Jay, you need to stop hiding your feelings. I know you have a lot of questions to ask me. I don't want to hide things from you because we are friends. Listen to me, Jay. I am gay. I came out to my mother last year and told her my feelings about the boys. The girls don't turn me on. Some of them were my friends before I moved here. So, I am proud and out. What says you?" I rolled over to the left and stared at Jay's face.
"That's good, Kevin. My parents already know that I was gay. Karl is cool with me. I came out to them about 2 years ago. I have several friends know about my sexual orientation and are cool with me. There is nothing to worry about. Sometimes, I like to fool around with Jeff. But he likes to fuck the girls. From time to time, he asks for a blowjob or anal sex with me. Anyway, I had told him that I was not interested in him having sex with me because he was into girls, not boys. Well, Jeff backed away and understood, stating that he had no hard feelings with me. I reminded him that we were still friends. He got the hint and walked away." He narrated.
"That is good. It has to stay that way between you and Jeff in the meantime. Sometimes, love confuses the one. Jay, are you interested in me?" I asked him boldly.
He gasped and swallowed, nodding.
"Yes, I am," He told me.
"All right, what do you find in me?" I asked.
"I find you irresistible, awesome, considerate, compassionate, affectionate, friendly, attractive, cooperative, stunning, drop-dead gorgeous, elegant, well-proportioned, and sexy. You have a beautiful golden tan smooth skin all over you. Your nipples and areolas are so huge and thick that I want my mouth on them to suckle like a baby. But your cock is outrageously huge, which all girls and women want to ride with you." He giggled.
"You are naughtily honest that I have ever met. So, I knew it, Jay. I know you cannot hide the feelings from me because I read right through you from day one," I explained the fact.
"Kevin, I want to tell you something that it needs to get out of me. I am in love with you. From day one, I had this strange sensation when you first walked into the English classroom and could not escape this feeling about you."
"I know, Jay. I was there. I saw your face. Your feelings had betrayed you. I like you so much if you seriously start a relationship with me. Kiss me, Jay," I placed my right hand on his well-tan rosy left cheek, gazing into his cobalt-blue eyes.
My fingers moved into his short curly blonde hair, raking them away from his forehead. Jay had a small upturned nose with several freckles, thin rosy lips, and a dimple in his chin.
Jayden's POV
OMG, Kevin's so deadly serious about starting a real relationship with me, caressing my hair. He looked so stunning with his icy-blue eyes, small upturned nose, pale blonde buzz-cut hair, rosy cheeks, and beautiful red lips. He's so awesome and gorgeous. My heart thumped wildly inside my chest. Wow, he knew that I got the hots in him. It was no wonder that he can read me like a book, and also, my mother did. I heard that some of the deaf has this special gift to read emotions, feelings, and lips. And, the body language, too.
OMG, his icy-blue eyes were alluringly beautiful. He got those cute dimples on his rosy tan cheeks when he smiled at me.
I leaned closer to his face slowly, my gaping mouth hovering over his trembling lips and feeling his fingers caressing the back of my neck. Touching his red lips sparked my arousal, sending the powerful sure of mixed emotions and electricity through every fiber of my body.
Our lips pressed against each other with ease, our moans escaping through our noses. Our heads tilted as we pecked and sucked our lips softly, humming and moaning from the mouths. Kevin moved closer to my body, embraced me in his strong arms, pressed his gaping mouth on me, engaging a French kiss. My cock swelled up so fast, curving down and extracting the glans out of my foreskin. It seeped with thicker precum, dripping out of the rim of the foreskin.
Oh, fuck, I could feel his protruding thick nipples rubbing and pressing against my chest. And, his hands groped and kneaded my buns as he rolled me over upon him. Our worming tongues teased and rolled inside the mouths, sucking them altogether.
In the meantime, my right hand raked over his left hip, swirling my fingers on his left buttock. Boldly, my forefinger slid into a cleft, worming its way to reach his rosy anus.
Kevin pushed the comforter away from us by using his leg before rolling us over. This time, I was on my back, facing Kevin. We still kissed deeply with passion, he let me probing his constricting sphincter with my middle finger. I encircled the ring of his anus. He seemed that he had enjoyed it, hearing his loud hum.
We felt our downcurved cocks rubbed side by side and interwove, almost sousing with our drooling precum, careening.
Stopping, we pulled back from our faces.
"Wow, it is so awesome, Kevin!" I exclaimed with a smile.
"Yes, Jay, indeed, it is," Kevin panted slowly.
He yawned and sighed, smiling at me.
"Look, Jay, I am so tired from a long day. Let us continue this in the morning, okay? Mm?" He probed into my eyes.
I smiled.
"Sure. Goodnight, Kevin."
"Goodnight, Jay," He tilted his face, inching toward me.
We kissed softly.
Kevin slipped off me, reached for the comforter, pulled it over us, and snuggled with me, and spooned behind me, embracing his arms. I held his tan arms tightly into my chest, feeling him kiss me on the neck. And, he rested his forehead on my left shoulder.
I could hear his slowing breathes on the back of my neck. My eyes grew heavy. I went to sleep.
The bedroom was dimmed with nightlights filled with silence except our slow breathes.
End of Chapter One
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