Introduction: So this is my first shot at writing fiction. I have been reading stories on Nifty for quite a while and decided that I would finally try to do one myself. I know I am definitely an idealist when it comes to some of the details in the story, but I hope you enjoy this! I will also warn you that this story develops kinda slowly, as I hate stories that are predictable. I will try not to give away the whole plot in the earlier chapters.
If you are looking for a quick jerk off, this is not the story for you. Sorry I know the feeling searching for them ;). Please feel free to send me an email and let me know what you think of the story. As usual, if you are under the legal age to read this story, please hit the red "x" in the top right corner of your screen now. I retain all creative rights to this story. Any reference to people of the same name is purely coincidental.
This is all fiction, minus the cities and the celebrities.
Special thanks to my best friend Kai for reading each chapter over and making sure it doesn't suck too badly. Love you!
NOTE: Sorry about the delay for this chapter, I kinda...broke my laptop haha.
Opinions are welcome- rylanhanley@gmail.com
Thanks! Rylan
The Wrong Twin- Chapter Three: New Perspective
Written from Kayden's Point of View
Boy I really like this new Panic! At The Disco song! And I would absolutely fast-forward until I went down on their lead singer! Anyways their song "New Perspective" was playing on my iPod as we pulled into the driveway of our new house. Fortunately my dad decided to drive out here and my mom, sister and I were able to fly from our old city, Charlotte, North Carolina. My mom, Katherine Tamson, a lawyer, received an offer to become a partner at a law firm in Anaheim, California. This was a pretty hefty promotion for her, and since my father, Dr. Robert Tamson, found an opening as the superintendent of Orange County Unified School District, it was pretty well settled that we would be moving to Southern California.
My parents met while my mother was getting her law degree at Duke and my dad was finishing up his Ph. D. there as well. Dad was born in Durham, and grew up following Duke Athletics. He came from modest means, as my grandfather owned a small shoe store and my grandmother stayed at home to raise my dad and his younger brother. Dad decided early that he would pursue education due to his love for helping those younger than him, and quickly determined a Ph.D. would be useful to impact more children. Mom comes from old money in Asheville, which is in western North Carolina. Her great- grandfather, John Pederson, built his wealth in the steel industry during the mid-1800. While the steel company was eventually sold to U.S. Steel in the early 1900's, we lost quite a bit of wealth because of the stock market collapse in 1929. Despite that, my grandparents are still worth about $100 million. My mother and her four siblings will eventually split that, and my sisters and I will each receive $5 million and my parents will keep $5 million as a safety net. My grandparents set up a $5 million trust for each of their kids that was accessible as soon as they graduated college; therefore my parents had a good jump in their financial situation. So basically, we are pretty well off.
My parents met in January of 1988 at a party for a Duke Basketball game. Through mutual friends, they discovered common beliefs and morals and continued to steadily date until they graduated in spring of 1990. That summer they married and moved to suburban Charlotte where my mom took an internship with a big time law firm that my grandpa knew the boss of. Dad started off as an assistant principal at Cornelius High School, the school district my family lived in.
After getting their jobs, my parents decided it would be a great time to start a family. They just purchased a new home on Lake Norman, just outside of Charlotte, and the atmosphere was conducive for raising a family. On October 11, 1992 my mother gave birth to twins; the first was Adrianne Marie Tamson, or Annie as we call her. I came out, of the womb that is, two minutes later. Kayden Robert Tamson is what my birth certificate reads. Three years later, my mom had another daughter, Richelle Alexandria. Two years after Richelle was born, my mother found out she was pregnant again with twins.
Unfortunately, about 14 weeks into the pregnancy, she lost both babies. Needless to say, Mom was devastated. It was a really difficult time for my family. While I was only 5 at the time, I can still remember my mom crying hard and battling depression for a good six months. Fortunately my mom's mom came and lived with us during this time and helped her get back on her feet. Although this was extremely trying, my parents' marriage survived and strengthened.
Our family is more of an intellectual family as opposed to competitive. We prefer simply keeping to ourselves and reading books instead of gathering in the living room to watch a television show. One of the exceptions happens to be my parent's love for basketball, especially college basketball. The other exception is my love of hockey. When I was 5 years old, the Hartford Whalers relocated to Raleigh, North Carolina and became the Carolina Hurricanes. After visiting my dad's parents and attending my first ever game when I was 6, I was absolutely hooked! I loved the team and I loved the game.
Fortunately, there was a rink near my home in Charlotte and I began playing. By the time I was 10 I had a spot on a travel team and started playing up North in Virginia and Maryland.
However, my real talents lied within the walls of our elementary school. I was identified as a gifted student early on in my education and was placed in an advanced program with a few other intelligent pupils. I did decide not to skip any grades because I was a rather short kid and I didn't want to risk being picked on for being a brainiac. Besides it would feel sorta strange to not be in the same grade as my twin. Anyways, I tend to keep to myself. I am definitely not an introvert, but I am not exactly an outgoing person either. I like to make friends and keep them close. Basically if they don't hold similar values to me, I probably won't talk to them. Most of the kids in my high school in Charlotte enjoyed drinking and partying at the local public beach. That wasn't for my friends and I. We tended to play pick- up hockey at our house or chill on my friend's boat out on the lake. But I wasn't one to attend the big bonfires at some of the more "popular" kids' houses.
As for Annie, she discovered that gymnastics was where her passion was. She loved to perform flips and tucks and all of those girly fancy things that I can't do with my body without risking permanent injury.
Annie and I really got along well, but we definitely bickered back and forth a lot. She isn't exactly an exceptional student, but she manages to get her A's and B's. When we entered high school, Annie decided to try out for cheerleading. Of course she easily made the squad given her incredible flexibility.
That was her meal ticket to joining the "in-crowd" in high school. Of course being the gorgeous, 5 foot 9 inch blonde hair, hazel eyes, and slim build, she was quickly courted by the football players at our high school. She tended to go to those parties that I referenced to earlier, but she knew drinking would get her in huge trouble. Right before we moved, the one party at her friend's house got busted by the cops and a few of the people in her group of friends got underages. Luckily for Annie, she was sick and couldn't make it to the party. Once my parents caught wind of this, she was forbidden to hang out with those kids who got in trouble.
Richelle has to be the most difficult child ever. She is very...bitchy. She is never satisfied unless she gets her way. She was like that even as a baby. All Richelle did was cry and cry and eat and poop and cry.
Since my mom worked a lot and my dad had more free time, it was usually him who dealt with her.
Because of that, they actually grew to be pretty close. Richelle is the definition of a Daddy's girl. She gets whatever she wants, whenever she wants. She also is a great basketball player, which pleases my parents. Richelle played on the Charlotte AAU U-14 travel basketball team that my dad actually helped coach. Whenever we built our new house in 2002 on Lake Norman, we added an indoor basketball court for me to practice hockey and for Richelle to shoot some hoops.
Just six weeks ago, Mom announced that she would be flying out to Anaheim for a job interview to become the partner of a large and well-known law firm in the Anaheim area and was curious to how we would react at the possibility of moving to the West Coast. Personally, I thought the move would be ideal. I actually was just dumped about three days prior to the announcement, and I was completely for a change in scenery. Richelle was the only one who was truly against the move. Annie didn't really care either way; due to her bubbly personality she figured she could make friends anywhere and it wouldn't be the end of the world.
Four days after she left, Mom returned to inform us that she was indeed offered the job and was granted a week and a half to make a decision. The main concern was whether or not my dad could find a new job. By this time, he was the superintendent of the Cornelius School District and was making nearly a quarter of a million dollars a year. After doing some research, Dad discovered that the Orange Unified School District was actively searching for a replacement for their superintendent, as the current one was retiring as soon as a new one was found. He quickly applied and, via a webcam interview, was offered the position. With both of them securing jobs, it was settled and my parents were off to Anaheim to find us a house to live in. They found a nice, large home for us with an outdoor basketball court and a cool swimming pool.
Now I must admit that there was one reason that I was really looking forward to this move...THE SO CAL BOYS!!!! Yeah that's right, I am gay. Surely the first paragraph would have given that away. But yeah anyways how could I not be looking forward to the So Cal surfer boys?! Ugh I could just picture their sexy washboard abs and long flowing blonde hair. This was certainly a pro to moving, even though I would have to be changing schools and having to make all new friends. I left a good group of kids that I played travel hockey with. Ben, my best friend and line mate from the team, was extremely broken up about me leaving. He and I met during peewee's and have been best friends ever since. Victor was the first person I came out to when I was 14 and he told me that he would be there for me no matter what.
Now I thought at 14 it would be unlikely that he would hold up such a strong promise, but during all of the hard times in accepting my sexuality and dealing with boys, Ben was by my side. He was my first crush, but unfortunately he was straight as an arrow.
I started to think I was gay when I found myself jacking off to the images of my teammates changing after hockey practices and games. At first I chalked it up to simple curiosity since I was horny nonstop and I heard it was "normal" for kids to be curious. But after seeing one of my sister's friends naked and not even getting a boner, I pretty much figured I was gay. My parents were always very accepting of people that were "different" than us and I wasn't really worried about it. About a week after reading about gay teens on the internet, I decided to approach Ben to see what he thought. He was a little put off by me jacking off thinking about him on occasion, but he helped me determine that there was nothing wrong with me and I was still a normal teenage boy. This discussion led me to come out to my family. I decided that waiting to come out would just be pointless to delay the inevitable. Fortunately they told me that they would love me no matter what and would accept me no matter who I fell in love with. Annie actually became very protective of me when it came to school and made sure I wouldn't be picked on. She read about a new program that some high schools across the nation were implementing.
Annie had my dad, who was the superintended of our school district, start up a Gay-Straight Alliance, and had her friends, including her male friends, join. She then used the perfect cover for me by, "forcing" me to attend the meetings and become a member of the club. I, of course, made Ben come as well so I wouldn't be alone. This deal worked out well for him as he met his girlfriend Lauren there.
About a year ago, Lauren introduced me to her cousin Nathan. Nathan was simply gorgeous. He was about three inches shorter than my six foot frame, and was extremely lanky. I really don't know how his mom found pants to fit him, he was that thin. It wasn't that he was anorexic, he just couldn't put on weight. Nathan had this sexy spiked brown hair that allowed his bright green eyes to capture anyone's attention. He came out to Lauren about a week before we met, and she thought we would be perfect for one another. After our first date, I knew he would make a great boyfriend. We went to the movies once and dinner another time until I finally asked him to make it official. He quickly said yes and I was ecstatic to have my first ever relationship. Nathan was a little more flamboyant than me, so naturally I spending more time with him outed me to the entire school. I was ok with that because I thought I was in love with him.
Nathan was definitely more into sex than I was. Don't get me wrong I love Love LOVE sex, but I wanted to wait to make sure that he was the right one before I gave him my cherry. He said that was perfectly fine with him, and we settled to some jacking off and that was about it. Nathan did give me head once, but I just wasn't ready for that. Overall, we had a pretty decent chemistry. I would say the biggest sticking point was the fact that he didn't enjoy the game of hockey like I did. But I figured most gay guys wouldn't go for that, so I really didn't mind that much. I thought Nathan and I had a very strong relationship. Boy was I wrong.
Turns out jacking off wasn't enough for him. I was on a training run during summer for hockey and decided it would be a nice idea to stop in and see my boyfriend and take a breather. We were about a year into our relationship, and things were pretty steady. It was just about lunchtime when I rang the doorbell at Nathan's house. When he came to the door, he was wearing only a pair of shorts and seemed to be sweating a little bit. I figured since both his parents worked and he was an only child, he was just waking up and ridding himself of his morning wood. Until I heard the voice of another boy, Jack Erikson, whose voice I recognized from school, coming from upstairs.
"Who is at the door baby? Is it the pizza already?" Jack inquired.
I was crushed. I didn't even give Nathan time to explain before I screamed that we were over. I found out from Ben that Nathan had been sleeping with Jack for about a month since I wouldn't have sex with him. This was just terrible. My heart was in pieces. Ben had tried to console me, along with Annie and my parents. It took me about two weeks until I felt back to normal. I lost about 10 pounds and was kinda pale from staying inside and moping around every day. Just when I got back on my feet, Mom dropped the idea of moving on us. To not have to go back to school and face Jack and Nathan sounded ideal to me. I was thrilled to leave all these nasty memories behind, and start over fresh. Leaving Ben was sure to be difficult, and when I told him we cried together for almost the whole night.
But here we are in lovely Southern California. I already saw a pretty cute brunette boy skateboarding in the neighborhood, so I think things will be just fine. Annie and I just got to go to a car dealership and pick out our new cars! Annie chose a new 2009 Mercedes-Benz CLK 350 Convertible, while I went with a new Land Rover Range Rover Sport. Yeah I think I could definitely get used to this So Cal lifestyle. The real test comes tomorrow: the first day of school.
Author's Note: OK so this chapter was written in a different person's point of view. I thought it would be the best way to introduce Kayden's background and history. So I am asking my reader's opinion about this. Now I have pretty much decided the next chapter would be written from Kayden's point of view as well with his first day of school paralleling what I said from Isaac's point of view. But after that I haven't determined whether or not I should alternate viewpoints (i.e. write chapter 5 in Isaac's point of view and then chapter 6 in Kayden's point of view) What do you think would work better? Please email me and let me know what you think at rylanhanley@gmail.com. Sorry if this was confusing haha.
Thanks for reading! Rylan