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Date Posted: 18:14:04 04/16/20 Thu
Author: Comicality
Subject: (Chapter Nine)
In reply to: Comicality 's message, "(S) "GFD: Fanboys 9"" on 18:05:11 04/16/20 Thu



"GFD: Fanboys 9"




I just remember trying my best not to get super hard in my pants as I followed Parker back to his house on my skateboard. He has an amazing ass, by the way. You should see it while he's skateboarding in front of you. It's like...'magical'. Anyway, all that aside, I was on the very edge of displaying an obscenely obvious erection while attempting to keep up, and it had me kind of worried about how that would look. I mean...I knew what the big game plan was, ummm...for the most part. But it still made me extremely nervous to think about!



Alright, I'll just say it. I was SCARED, ok?



Don't get me wrong...I was super excited too. More excited than I've ever been in my life. But there was this part of me that kept wondering, like...what if nobody was really home at his house? What if we're all alone when we get there and he wants to...do stuff? Just how far can this thing go when unsupervised? I can't believe that I haven't thought about this a lot more before now. Up until this point, all I've ever done with another boy is make out for a couple of minutes, and that happened so fast that I can't claim to have planned for it ahead of time. I like the making out part. Parker's lips are soooo soft and sweet. And feeling his tongue all wrapped around mine was like...mind-blowing! I barely survived just that little bit of intimacy with a boy this fucking BEAUTIFUL! But now...I mean...what if things go further than that when we get to his house? Am I ready for that? I WANT it...GOD, do I want it! But I just...I don't know what to do, exactly. I've never even been naked in front of a boy that I liked this much before. I get shaky just getting undressed for gym class. Ugh! What am I, a ten year old? I should be bursting at the seams right now! The idea of getting Parker to strip down and slide his long hard shaft between my sucking lips should be the goal of my entire existence right now...and yet, I'm frightened by the idea that something like that could actually happen within the next ten minutes!



Why can't I just relax? This is what I've been dreaming about ever since I first laid eyes on him, isn't it? Just...go with the flow, or whatever. Right?



I thought this would be a no-brainer when the time came...but it really wasn't...



I followed behind Parker breathlessly, eager to get to house, but secretly hoping that we weren't going to be...you know...'totally' alone.



I guess I got lucky, because his mom was there, and his brother Jason seemed to be on his way out. I hate to say that I breathed a sigh of relief, but I'm pretty sure that I did. I think things might have been moving a bit fast for me. Or, at least without some sort of planning ahead of time. NEXT time...I'll be ready to jump his bones without hesitation. Promise! I just...I need more than ten minutes worth of warning, you know? If he was even thinking about sex in the first place. I just assumed that he...that we were going to...



...Whatever. I'm thinking too much. Let me just enjoy my boyish crush to its fullest for now. I'll worry about the other stuff later.



"Hi, boys. You're back awfully early." Parker's mom said. "I thought you were going out skating?"



"We did, but there wasn't much going on over there. So we came home." Parker said, and I found myself feeling a little jittery around his mom too. Does she have any idea what we might be doing right now if she wasn't home? Can she see it on my face? Oh god...look down at the floor. I probably look so guilty! "We're gonna play a few games or something." He took a hold of my arm to pull me back towards his room, and I noticed his mom had sort of caught sight of that.



She raised an eyebrow, and looked me over for a moment. I mean, Parker said that she's one of the few people that knows that he's gay, and I'm sure that she saw me as being a bit...like...'prettier' than other boys that Parker has brought home before. Or, at least, that's what I'm guessing. So when she gave me a smirk and said, "You boys have fun..." I felt more paranoid than ever.



This was all soooo much to deal with all at once. Am I handling this right? Do all potential relationships start out this way? I wish I had something to compare this whole experience to so I'd have some kind of idea on how to progress from here.



The moment we got to his room, Parker shut the door and he lightly pushed me up against the wall, swiftly connecting his lips to mine again with a desperation that literally took my breath away. It was sudden and exciting and full of passion and...it just left me feeling so dizzy in the stomach!!! My arms, instinctively, went around his waist, and I began to suck lovingly on his sexy tongue as we quietly made out next to one of his GFD posters on the wall. This time everything was a bit more intense than the kisses that we shared before. in fact, if Parker's mother hadn't been in the house, I'm pretty sure that this would have turned into a full blown porno flick by now. And, as scared as I was before about having that happen...my body was responding in ways that felt so natural and so involuntary that my worrisome thoughts about being unsure or awkward in my first truly physical connection to another boy...began to fade away. In fact, I began to crave the idea of taking this even further. Now that I'm here...holding him close to me, his hardness pressing itself up against my own, his tongue in my mouth, the scent of his cute, boyish, breath breezing against my cheek...and a soft, subtle, moan coming from him, being stifled and shut down in the back of his throat as he pressed my back against his bedroom wall...omigod! Yeah, I wish we were alone now. I was seriously not scared of this anymore. Does his door have a lock on it? I definitely want to keep this going. Like...my pants are getting so uncomfortable right now! I should take them off. He should take his off too. We should...we should like....omigod! I can't believe this is happening right now!



Things got hot and heavy for a minute there, leaving me breathless and lost in a state of swooning infatuation that nearly caused me to fall over. I don't know where the boldness came from to suddenly let my hands drop down to the slightly plump globes of his pretty ass and crush his slim body up against me as his tongue slowly and seductively coiled around my own...but I felt myself getting even more erect as my heated seed oozed from my pulsing shaft and soaked into the fabric of my cotton boxer underwear. Parker's kiss could be SO intoxicating! If this went on for a minute or two longer, I might actually end up releasing an explosive load in my pants. And you want to know something...?



...I think I'd be ok with that.



"Parker?" Came his mother's voice from just a few steps away from his bedroom door. We both stopped kissing immediately and Parker jumped back in an instant, his heart pounding in a panic as we both looked down and tried to hide our boners as best as we could in the short amount of time that she had given us.


"Yeah, Mom?" He said, as innocently as his adorably breathless voice would allow.



She opened the door and peeked into his room, causing me to blush in a major way. I only looked into her eyes for a second, and then turned around to sit on the foot of Parker's bed to just...I don't know...'hide', I guess.



There was a short pause before she said, "I just wanted to know if maybe you boys would like some snacks or something. I can make a few sandwiches or something if you're hungry."



Omigod, she can tell, can't she? Oh no! Breathe, Kevin! Just...like...try to breathe normal.



"Ummm, no, we're cool." Parker said. "Kevin? Are you hungry for anything?"



My voice squeaked a bit as I shook my head and said, "No, thank you..." Arrrghhh! Could I sound MORE nervous???



"We're ok." Parker told her, and I heard another brief moment of silence between them.



"Alright..." His mom said. Then, just as she was walking back down the hall, Parker started to close the door back and she stopped him. "Why don't we just leave this door open for now, ok?" She said.



I sort of peeked back over my shoulder, and I saw Parker turning a deeper shade of red as we had obviously been caught being naughty. "Ok..." He said, and she nodded as she turned to go back to the kitchen. That was close. I mean...she didn't seem mad or anything. She was just...being a mom, I guess. I totally get it.



Parker seemed a little disappointed, but he smiled at me regardless. And when he sat next to me on the bed, he lunged forward to give me a quick surprise kiss on the lips. "You're so damn cute! Hehehe!"



"I was worried that I was going to get you in trouble." I said.



"So was I." He giggled. "It's ok. My mom watches detective and cop shows and mysteries on TV, day and night. I'm sure she took one look at you and instantly realized what was happening here."



"Yeah...I kinda suspected."



"It's no big worry though, k? She's...she's cool with it, but only as cool as a mom can be with this sort of thing." Then he winked and said, "But...she can't stay home all the time. Hehehe!"



Both of our faces turned really red when he said that, and as he was grinning to himself, I took the opportunity to jerk forward and give him a surprise kiss of my own. I couldn't help myself. He was just too beautiful in that moment for me to hold it back. So there!



We both peeked back at the open doorway to his bedroom, listening for any approaching footsteps or creaks in the floor...



And then our eyes connected. Our giddy little smirks becoming more serious. And we leaned in again...slower this time...and allowed our lips to press together again for about a minute or two as we tongue kissed for as long as we could get away with, my heart rapidly banging away at my ribcage until I thought it was going to burst.



It was risky, sure...but you have no idea how demanding the urge to make out with Parker's pretty face really was. It's like, I'd start feeling symptoms of withdrawal after the first thirty seconds of parting ways from his intimate embrace. He seriously makes it soooo hard for me to breathe sometimes.



We heard a few sounds coming from the kitchen, and while the threat of getting caught kissing almost made things even more erotic in a weird way...we decided to back off. At least for now. Five minutes from now might be an entirely different situation...but, at the moment, we had to use some playful restraint to keep me from being sent home prematurely. Hehehe!



We bashfully snickered to ourselves, wondering exactly what we should say to one another after swapping spit for the last five minutes or so. I tried to think of something, and came up with, "That shirt still looks really good on you." What? I'm still learning how to be suave with this sort of thing. Geez!



"Hehehe, thanks..." He said. Then he peeked over his shoulder again, and leaned in to give me another quick kiss on the lips.



Well, that just caused another chain reaction...where he kissed me again, and again...and then I kissed him...and as my hardness began to swell, I just lightly grabbed the back of his head and started making out with him again. GOD, I love touching tongues with him!



Ok! Ok...we'll stop. I swear, that was it. Wait...a few more kisses. That's it. Alright...we're done. Well, one more. Omgiod, that look in his eyes! I need more! I need to kiss him more! I don't ever want to stop! Not EVER!



"Parker? Can you come in here for a minute?" His mom called from the kitchen, and he suddenly stood up and straightened that sunshine blond hair of his, and then thrilled me by standing in front of me...reaching down the front of his pants...and 'adjusting' himself to tuck his hard erection into the elastic waistband of his underwear.



I think he just did it out of instinct though, because he saw me watching and his eyes widened as he smiled. "Hehehe, sorry!"



"No! It's ok!"



"I didn't mean to just..."



"I don't mind. Trust me!" I said.



"Parker?" His mom said again.



"I'm coming." Parker kissed my lips again, "I'll be right back. K?"



"K..." I sighed, and watched him walk out of his room to see what his mom wanted.



Do I have a boyfriend? I mean, that's such a weird thing to think about. I think I have a boyfriend. An actual, like...boyfriend! The very concept of such a thing was so unfathomable before Parker came into my life. And now I'm practically hyperventilating over the idea. A boyfriend. Wow. A HOT boyfriend at that! Like...the hottest! Are my toes wiggling right now? I didn't even notice that they were wiggling. That's how happy I am right now!



Parker came walking back into the room after a few minutes of talking to his mom, and he looked like he was a little embarrassed. He sat down beside me again, and he quietly told me, "I think we have to behave ourselves..." Followed by a shy, "I'm sorry."



"Oh no...did I get you in trouble?"



"No, not really. My mom is just...well, I guess she things are a bit too 'quiet' in here. So she's laying down some ground rules. You know?" He said.



"Yeah. I get it. Totally. I'm sorry."



"Don't be. You're beautiful." He said, and he gave me another quick peck on the lips before asking, "You wanna play a few games or something?"



"I'm down. Fire up the system." I smiled. "What are we playing?"



"I don't know. I guess it all depends on how badly you want to lose." He gave me a sly grin and lightly butted me with his shoulder. "'Gone From Daylight' fighting game?"



"Oh please! Do you really think that I'm going to lose at a GFD fighting game? I've been playing it since the midnight release when it came out!"



"Psh! And you think I haven't? I kick ass in that game!"



"Throw it on, then! Let's see!" I said, happy to maybe get a challenge in this game for once.



"You're on!" He said, and got his video game system up and running, putting the disc in and handing me a controller. And...did I mention how amazing his ass is. I just...it's the most lust worthy ass that I've ever seen on a boy. He can't turn his back to me for a single second without my eyes glancing down to perv all over it. I can't even imagine what it looks like naked...



...But I'd sure love to find out someday soon!



Well...you know...and not turn into a total coward at the last minute like I did today.



Parker sat next to me again, and as we were waiting for the game to load up, he gave me the sweetest smile...and just as I was about to peek over my shoulder again, he jerked forward to give me, yet another, kiss on the lips. But my head was turned at a weird angle, and we bumped noses. "Hahaha, dude! What the hell?" I said, and he laughed as we both held our noses while laughing at the awkwardness of the situation.



"My bad..." He giggled. But then he just ran his fingers through my hair for a second, and gave me a proper kiss anyway. I can't imagine ever getting enough of this. "I'm taking 'Comicality'!"



"What? That's cheating!" I said, looking at the fighting game character screen. "Don't be a cheap ass!"



"That's not cheap! What are you talking about?"



"He is totally overpowered. Pick somebody else."



"Fine. I'll be Jun then." He said.



"No way, Parker. Come on."



"Dion?"



"I'm starting to think that you just want to demolish me without giving me a fighting chance." I giggled.



"And I'M starting to think that you're nowhere near as good at this game as you let on." He said.



I gave him a look, and we almost got locked into another intense make out session but managed to keep our distance this time. But it wasn't easy. "Alright. Pick whoever. Let's do this."



"Deal. No excuses. No sore losing."



"No sore losing. Gotchya." I said, and I noticed Parker sort of staring at me with a warm smile. When I chuckled and asked him what he was gawking at, he just...he sighed in the cutest way. "It's just cool to geek out with somebody else over 'GFD' like this. I never got to do that before. It's just...it's kinda cool, that's all."



"Are you sure? Because I'm sure that you could have made a fan out of your friend 'Brett' at the skater park if you really tried. Hehehe!"



Parker gave me a shove. "Are you still thinking about that asshole? Get over it already. We were just skating."



"I wasn't jealous!"



"You were totally jealous!" He laughed. "But, whatever...I can do without people like that. Seriously."



"Obviously." I said. "You definitely told him off. It was kinda...well...I thought it was hot. Hehehe!"



Parker put his controller down, and turned to face me directly. But it wasn't for a playful kiss this time. His face seemed more serious, and it immediately caught my attention. "You know...I mean, I realize that it's just a movie or a book or whatever...but 'Gone From Daylight' means more to me than just being some gay love story. And, as much as it sucks...that guy will never ever understand that." Parker took a hold of my hand, which really surprised me and made me feel weak in the middle. "When I first read that series of novels...it was like I finally had a story that spoke to me, specifically. Something about 'GFD' just felt like home. I never had that before. I didn't know how badly I was searching for something to represent me and my feelings and my attractions until that came along. So, having some random boy at a skate park insult really hurt my feelings. You know?"



"Yeah. I know." I said, threading my fingers between his as we gazed into each other's eyes.



"People are so stuck in their social programming. They don't even try to understand somebody finding love and beauty in a place where they can't. But they're in the majority, so why should they? They don't have to put any effort into being considered 'normal' in a sea of people who thought you were irredeemable trash without ever knowing anything about you. And that's great for them...until they find themselves on the other end of that social sword. Then they want to play the victim and talk about how unfairly they've been treated and how wrong it is to be judged the way that they judge others. It's just...it's so stupid. I'm sick of it."



"Totally." I said. "Sometimes it's like...a third of the people in the world just hate and despise me because they don't understand. And another third simply tolerate my attractions for the sake of keeping the peace. Then there's, like, another third that feel the same way that I do, but they've been bullied and hated and mentally manipulated for sooooo long that they're afraid to say anything. At least not in public. Because, God forbid, they were to be just as abnormal as I am..."



"I KNOW right???" Parker kissed my hand, and said, "You have no idea what it's like to finally have somebody 'get' me. To TALK to me about this stuff. 'Gone From Daylight' just made me feel better about being me, you know? And I needed that. I just got sick and tired of feeling so....so..."



"...Lonely." I said.



"Yeah. Lonely." Parker sighed, and our lips met again as we gave into the addictive cravings being pumped into our infatuated hearts by the gallon. "'Day-Hards' for life?"



I smiled, and said, "'Day-Hards' for life! Most definitely!"



Then Parker said, "Good! Now, pick your character so I can whoop up on your ass in this game and send you home a shivering wreck of a human being!"



"We'll see about that, bitch!" I laughed. "I've got Dion!"



"I've got Jun!"



"Let's go!"






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