I wasn’t sure how much of the story I believed, but the Spectres part intrigued me. At some point I was going to go to the Oakpoint library and check out the records, and town history with James. He said after looking though some of the things they have in there, I would definitely believe him. So we were going to make a point to head to the library after school on Monday.
We had walked around the town a couple of times now, and I had renamed Oakpoint the smallest town ever, once again. By the time we walked past the Police Station for the third time I realized the sun was almost gone. Which meant that it must be around 10p.m. Both of my parents should be home by now, and the note I left said we would only be gone until 8pm.
“You want to head back now?” I asked James.
“Yea sure, it seems to be getting pretty late huh.” He seemed to have just noticed too.
“So tell the truth, how much of that story do you really believe?” I wondered.
“Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised at all if it was real. I mean, in the past year that I’ve been here some really strange things have happened. All the other people just seem to pretend like nothing has happened.”
“Really? What’s happened?”
“Well, I’m not sure if you have noticed but there are a lot of missing persons posted up on the town bulletin. Most the time it’s people who are just passing threw, but every now and than, one of the towns people go missing. But that’s not even the weird thing. No one seems effected by this. Everyone just pretends it hasn’t happened. Not even the so called Police bother to investigate. Than there’s the things that happen in your own house. Things disappearing, water running, crying threw the halls late at night. All sorts of weird things like that. Oh, this one time; I had ran myself a bath, and left to go get a towel, when I came back in the tub was filled with blood! And inside I could a boy face down floating in it.”
“Holy Crap what did you do?”
“What any sensible person would do, I ran out of there screaming. My parents thought I was just playing some kind of trick. But believe me eventually you’ll see something too.”
“Actually, I think I already have. This morning I was in the bathroom, when out of no where, this boy was standing behind me. He looked like he was our age, but his eyes were red and looked like a snakes eyes were. He had sharp teeth, and claws on his fingers, and he was bleeding from this huge gash on his neck. But the weirdest thing was, I wanted to run, but I couldn’t for some reason. It wasn’t until its arms almost grabbed me that I was able to move.”
“No freaken way! That’s awesome dude! It sounds like a lycan but it can’t be because it was definitely a spectre. That’s why you could move just before it could touch you, because Spectres can’t harm you physically, they can only make you believe they are dangerous.”
“Either way, it still scared me senseless. But up until now, I just figured it was a dream or something. I’m not sure if I should thank you or beat you.” I said jokingly.
We than arrived back to my place. My parents were in fact back home, and I could see my mom in one of the upstairs bedrooms hanging up some curtains. We entered threw the front door, and removed our shoes. I than locked the door behind us.
“Mom, Dad, We’re home!!!” I called out, to announce our arrival.
“Hi boys! Adrian, I hung up some new Curtains in your room, I hope it’s ok!!!” called out my mom from upstairs. She must have still been in an empty room, because her voice was echoing.
“It’s cool mom!” I replied. “Where’s Dad?!!”
“He’s in bed already!! He ended up having a few too many, I had to take a cab to the bar and drive him back home.” She was now coming down the stairs.
“Hahaha, that’s so weird, my Dad got drunk.” I had to say it, my Dad never gets drunk. I mean, he’ll have a beer or a glass of wine from time to time, but he never gets drunk.
“And I don’t think he’s going to do it again. He spent twenty minutes in the bathroom before going to bed. I wouldn’t recommend going in there for a while, it stinks of scotch and fast food.” Her face cringed at the thought of cleaning in there.
“That’s charming mom, thanks. Anyway, we are gonna get a drink than go watch some movies up in my room.”
“Alright Hun, just try not to spill on the new rug up there.”
“Yea mom, I know.” I rolled my eyes towards James, who was standing idly near the stairs. “You want a drink James?”
“Sure, ermmm, I’ll go for an Orange pop this time.”
“Cool, just a sec.” I ran to the kitchen grabbed a couple of cans, than we returned to my room.
“So what movie do you want to watch?” Asked James pulling out his small library of DVD’s and handing them to me. “I’m cool with any so it’s your choice.” He added.
“Hrmmm. I think we should start with a good old fashioned Freddy Krueger!” I decided, handing him the Dvd. It was the first one, and I couldn’t quite remember much about it. But the first part of any epic movie is usually the best.
“Oh wow, I don’t remember the last time I watched this one.” He said as he took out the Dvd and handed it back to me to put into the player.
“Me neither, Maybe we should get some munchies or something first.” I suggested, feeling a small rumble in my tummy.
“Awe, that sounds good! Oh yea I brought some popcorn!”
“I think I have some chips or something downstairs, lets go spelunking.”
With that said, we both got up and headed back down the stairs to find some snacks. James brought his popcorn, and I pointed out the microwave to him and he threw it in. I cruised through every last cupboard possible, followed by the fridge. The end result was a bag of popcorn, a row of chocolate chunk cookies, small bowl of pretzels, and an entire bag of Nacho Doritos. We carried everything up to my room, than I decided we might need another drink to wash this stuff down. So I once again ran and got a couple cokes, and a couple cream soda’s. Finally we were good to go.
I turned on the movie, and sat down next to James on the floor while we leaned up against the side of the bed. About forty-five minutes in, I began to realize how far we have progressed in the special effects department. Although not bad at all, nothing beats the horror of A Nightmare on Elm Street. I remember when I was younger, going to bed after watching this was the worst. The feeling of something being under your bed, and if not there, than it will definitely be in your dreams. It was the best.
James was pretty quiet, he didn’t seem to interested in the movie at all. He would just slowly munch on a piece of popcorn, or laugh at me when I jumped at anything. I think he lied, he must have had this movie memorized. There wasn’t any point of turning it off now, it would be over in twenty minutes. I just wished I had noticed that he wasn’t enjoying the movie as much as me a little sooner.
Once the movie ended, I got up and took it out putting it back into the case. “Still a classic! So, I picked the last one, it’s your turn to pick one. And make it really scary! And maybe one that you haven’t seen 300 times.” I suggested with a smile.
“Was it that obvious? Hehe, well lets see….. Aha, how about The Grudge?”
“Cool! I don’t think I saw that one yet.” I remarked, and sadly I wasn’t making it up.
“Sweet, than your gonna crap your pants!”
“Nah. But I do need to go pee.” I said as I opened the bedroom door to use the washroom.
“Sounds like a good idea. I’ll put in the other movie while you’re in there.”
“Alright, I wont be long…. Well maybe.” I added.
I ran to the bathroom quickly, while James put in the new Dvd. Made sure I didn’t pee on the toilet rim or on the floor, than flushed and ran back to the room. Now it was James turn. While he was gone, I went over to my dresser to get out some pajama’s. I wasn’t much of a pajama top kinda person, but the bottoms were comfy as long as they were loose. I selected a nice thin white cotton pair. I than proceeded to take off my shirt.
“That’s a good idea!” James said, “We’ll be nice and comfy for the next movie.” James than headed towards his bag and fished out a pair of pajama shorts.
He took off his shirt, and sat down to remove his socks. My mind was racing, and I seemed to have a lack of breath. My chest was pounding, and I could feel my midsection begin to swell. His chest was indescribably smooth looking. It had a nice olive tan and the cutest little nipples I’d ever seen. God I had to stop, or the next few seconds could get really embarrassing. I ended up, forcing myself to turn away for just a moment. I quickly slid off my pants and reached to grab for my pajamas, unfortunately they were behind me some how. So I hunched over to pick them up while slowly turning around. As I did so, I noticed James stand up in front of me over by the bed. He than dropped his pants in front of me. My heart must have done a cart wheel or something, because, I was forced to gasp out loud. He didn’t seem to pay much attention to it thank god. My mind was racing, there he was with his perfect little body standing in front of me in nothing but his dark green boxer briefs. I could see the outline of his ermm, private area, which didn’t help me much. Mmm, it was a large looking curve which was plumped out nicely in the front. I looked up near the waste band of his underwear, and the small almost invisible hairs leading from his adorable belly button right down underneath the garment. And for some reason the only thing I could think of at that point was ‘Lucky hairs.’ I mean really? Who gets jealous over a few hairs. I’m truly pathetic. He than turned around to pick up his shorts, which were(YAY) a silky looking material. AHHHHH what a perfect bubble butt!!! I’m screwed if I have to stand up straight however. When he lifted his right leg to slide into his pajama shorts, I realized I better get a move on, I mean I did start before him; don’t want to look suspicious or anything. So I quickly jumped into my pajama’s and quickly turned around to adjust myself.
“You good to go?” I heard James ask.
“Yup.” I said turning around and going back to my original spot on the floor. Noticing James had a smile on his face. “What’s funny?” I asked him.
“Nothing, it’s just your pj’s are inside out, that’s all.” He giggled litely.
“Crap!” I said, hesitating before standing up. I than figured it was down enough to stand up in front of him, with a good chance he would over look any sizable oddities. So I climbed to my feet, dropping my pj’s and stepped out of them. I than put them the right side out, and stepped back into them and pulled them on. Taking my seat back on the floor next to James.
“Is that better?” I asked with a grin.
“Yup.” He said with a red face. This seemed kind of odd to me, but I let it slide.
With that, we started up the next movie. I wasn’t too sure how much of the movie I was going to be able to see with this new distraction next to me though. The first 10 minutes or so were pretty boring, but after that it appeared to pick up in pace. Maybe I was wrong, this movies pretty good. I wasn’t sure how long it had been; My hand was on the floor next to me, when I felt something tickle the side of one of my fingers. I glanced down to find that it was James hand. At first I didn’t think anything of it, but shortly after, I noticed it was closer than before, and his pointer finger was resting over my pinky. My throat felt dry all of a sudden and everything seemed to slow down, so with out thinking, and regretting it instantly after, I reached over for me drink breaking our contact. ‘Crap! I’m such and idiot!’ I peered back down, James had moved his hand back to his side. Damn it, how can I fix this? I thought for a moment, than came up with something. It wasn’t much but it was worth a go. Putting down my drink on the other side of me, I reached past him and grabbed a cookie. Than while doing so, I scooted myself closer to him so I was now no more than 6 inches away from him. I than gave it a few moments, and put my hand back down next to me. From there, I went back to watching the movie. I must have gotten into it again, because when I heard the eerie groaning noise, and than saw something pass the screen mixed with the special effects noises, I jumped back, and grabbed hold of James shoulder while turning my head and closing my eyes. James gave a great bellied chuckle at me, and once I realized what I did began to laugh myself. After calming down, and bringing my attention back to the movie, I felt warmth over my hand. When I looked down, it was James hand! Right over top of mine. I felt that same warm feeling spread from my belly, and throbbed throughout my chest. I glanced over at James, who was watching the movie with a small smile on his face. Which intern made me smile, as my face flushed to a glowing red. I attempted to calm my self without any success, but I didn’t really care. We sat and watched the movie from there, the only movement made was when I stretched out my fingers subtly in an attempt not to scare off James touch. Only to have him wrap his fingers in between mine. This was definitely no mistake, we were holding hands! He had to be aware of it for sure now. He wanted to hold my hand! The emotions I was feeling was like no other I had felt before. I wanted to jump and giggle in celebration, but dared not move, in fear of losing this moment forever. Instead I found myself sneaking glances towards James. This was only countered by him looking over at me during one of my quick peeks. Our eyes met only briefly, causing both of us giggle to each other shyly.
Before we knew it the movie was over, but neither one of us wanted to get up and switch movies. I guess we both feared the worst in breaking our hold on one another. But soon the credits were over, and we had watched the main menu run its course three times over. So I decided to take move. I quickly got up and leaped to the Dvd player, took out the movie, than picked up another and tossed it in. After closing the tray, I anxiously bounced back and sat back down directly next to James. This time with close to no room to separate us. I hit play on the remote, and casually returned my hand to James who instantly accepted my grasp. This time around our hands were palm to palm, and hour four arms crossed and rested on the others lap. “So what movie did you put in?” James asked.
“Damned if I know, I just kind of chucked it in.” I explained with a giggle.
“Oh, hehe, I love that one.” James joked.
The movie ended up being 28 days later, which wasn’t bad at all. But even if the movie sucked, I highly doubt I would care at the moment. This was so awesome, not a word passed about us holding hands, it was just accepted. We didn’t feel the need to say stuff to ruin the moment like ‘Yay! You’re Gay’ or what ever it was that was supposed to be said. Nothing. Of course it would be kind of nice to have some form of verbal verification that he was gay, but I figure this was hint enough. There aren’t too many hetero’s that would allow another guy to hold his hand, especially for this amount of time. Well I hope.
Roughly halfway though the movie, my hand felt overwhelmingly sweaty and in need of movement. I’m sure by now James felt the same way, but again neither of us wanted to break our hold on the other. So, I decided there might be another way. I let go of James hand and moved my arm. When I looked at James his expression looked disappointed. Guess he was willing to put up with the discomfort. That look was soon relinquished when I swung my arm in behind him resting my hand on his hip, than leaning back more forcing him to rest his head on my shoulder. This seemed to settle him. I looked down at the top of his head, leaning my face gently towards the top of his head. Breathing in calmly, the wondrous sent of his soft silky hair. I’m a sucker for silky.
“Can we go sit on the bed? My butts sore from sitting down here.” James asked, now confident that a few minor movements weren’t going to destroy us.
“Yea, sure.” I said getting up and climbing to the far corner of my bed.
James followed closely in behind. He made sure to recreate the same position we had on the floor only moments ago. It was kinda cute. We leaned up against the wall, me in the corner near the head board, and him next to me with my arm wrapped around him with my hand holding his waste. He rested his head on my chest with his left hand being held by mine, which rested in my lap. We both glared off towards the t.v. pretending we were paying attention. James thumb was lightly rubbing against my finger, causing my heart to skip a beat every so often. As the moments rolled by we would slowly alter our position until finally we were both laying down next to each other.
My back was up against the wall, with my right arm underneath his head and resting on his chest. His left hand over top my right as he laid on his back facing the television. My left hand was near his waste over his lower belly circling my thumb back and forth over his smooth soft skin. I could feel goose bumps repeatedly raise from my thumbs gentle movements. My face of course was still buried in the intoxicating aroma of his hair. I think I was working on gathering the guts to place a quick kiss to the top of his head. The hand which was on top of my own had begun to softly slide back and forth over the top of my hand. Shivers were sent across my entire body, causing me to let out a small giggle. James looked up at me with a smile on his face, than turned his head the other way and lifting my arm to his lips as he placed a gentle kiss to the back of my hand, than returned it to his chest. I in turn leaned in and kissed the top of his head, as well as another at the top of his forehead. James smiled deeply towards me, and turned his head coming closer. I followed his gesture, meeting him half way. With his head partially tilted resting in my waiting hand, I slowly closed my eyes as he did the same. I followed the sweet sent of cookies on his breath as our lips gently touched for the first time. I felt those shivers again, this time they were joined by that feeling in the pit of my stomach, which would quickly spread to that throbbing feeling in my chest. His lips were so soft and tender. I couldn’t even tell if I was breathing anymore, but I knew my heart was still beating. Our first kiss soon turned into our second and than third. The combination of the soft feel of his lips and the sweet aroma of his hair proved to be too much for my senses, which for some reason made me begin to laugh. I don’t know what happened, all of a sudden I couldn’t control it. I was giggling like a little girl. This had proven to be contagious because James began to giggle too. Shortly after we managed to stop, thank god! He than felt it safe to resume, he leaned in once more kissing me once on the cheek and than a second time on the lips. It was a nice slow sensual kiss, which was than ended by yet some more giggles only this time started by him.
At that point we thought it best to give it a while, as he turned over partially on his side facing the television once more. I too ended up watching the movie as well. As we laid there once again, I found myself once again smelling his hair, and sliding my fingers against his stomach. I could feel the ruffled edge of his shorts tickle the side of my hand. So I began to slide my fingers against the waste of the shorts. Back and fourth over top the silky feeling fabric, it was like I was becoming obsessed with the contrast feeling of his soft smooth tummy and the silky feel of his shorts. Soon my hand traveled several inches up the side of his stomach along the soft tone of his abdomen, and than back down to his silky shorts. Within what felt like moments, my fingers were sliding half way down his leg and than back up again. I leaned over and placed a kiss on James cheek, than laid my head down beside him and gave my arm a rest. James looked over to me with a small smirk on his face, than kissed my forehead before returning to the movie. God, was that still on? Hehe. I closed my eyes and enjoyed his closeness. Feeling better than I had ever felt before.
I than came to realize that my hand was resting over James shorts, just inches away from his uh, centre. I didn’t know what to do, I didn’t want to move. I didn’t want to ask him if it was ok for my hand to be there, of course if it wasn’t wouldn’t he have said something, or moved my hand. My heart was now pounding, I felt what could only be explained as adrenaline rush through me. I was in almost a panic at the mere thought of where my hand was. Wow the feeling was so intense, so exciting! After brief argument with myself, I left my hand where it was. The only problem now was, I was obsessing over it. I carefully moved my thumb and tenderly slid it back and forth along the waste band of James shorts, this time from the other side. He gave no reaction, so he definitely was aware of the situation. He just continued to watch the movie. I soon found the nerve to lightly move my fingers in similar motions as before. Every so often I would cautiously move my hand forward, closer and closer to James midsection. I soon could feel the fluff of his pubic hair which raised his light shorts up partially. With that I in mind, I continued my slow movement in the same circular motion. Moments after, I felt the edge of a new object. This could only be one thing. My heart yet again skipped a beat as it hurried to speed up in an attempt to catch up with my racing mind. Sliding my fingers upward tracing along the edge of his penis, it was pointing upwards at a slight diagonal position. He wasn’t erect but seemingly at half attention. Once reaching the end of the journey, I switched directions and moved back the opposite way. This time I was able to explore from tip to base, with still no negativity from James. With some added confidence I moved forward, placing the tips of my fingers directly over top. It was than I continued back upward. James gave a brief shiver, and I even noticed a brief smile on his face. I had reached the top once more and than slid back down this time with a bit more pressure. As I continued this, I began to notice the change in size. Soon he would be at full attention, if he hadn’t reached it already.
Within moments of me acknowledging his willing state, I rested my hand over top his full erection for the first time. It was hottest moment of my life. I could never describe the feelings I was receiving. His erection would occasionally twitch due to the lack of attention it was now craving which made me smile every time. When it did this I would tighten my grip and slowly slide my hand up and down a couple of times, than stop until it did it again. James was catching on, and smiled at me, than leaning in and kissing my lips. With every kiss I received, it seemed to become more and more intoxicating. My erection was now doing some twitching of its own. His actions would become more erotic. He was now moving his hips demanding my hand to continue, as his erection slid between my fingers. I than felt his own hand make contact with my crotch, as he took hold of me cock and slowly massaged it. As we were kissing, I noticed his lips were parting more so with each contact our lips made. It was than I felt his tongue enter my mouth and meet with my own. At first I didn’t know how to react so my tongue moved back, than after noticing what I did corrected myself, and joined my tongue with his. It was my first French kiss and seemingly his as well. But it was one to be remembered. The feeling of his lips against mine as our tongues passionately caressed the others. James than broke our kiss and moved back, letting go of my penis as well.
I looked up at him in confusion at first, but as I realized what he was doing I quickly joined him. He stood up and as did I, we both simultaneously stripped off our clothes. We than raced back onto the bed as we continued with our new found lust. He straddled over top my legs, looking down at my erect cock, just as I looked at his. I was a good six inches, and he was a beautiful five or so(maybe a tad larger) and he was circumcised as was I. His erection was smooth and plump looking, perfect in everyway. Mine was slightly thinner and in my eyes no where near as beautiful as his. I took hold of it, giving him a few nice strokes. His smile grew as I did this, than he leaned in and lay above. I in turn placed my hands atop his (Dear God) perfectly round buns. His butt was something I will never take for granted, it was so smooth and fit perfectly in my hands. With that now in mind, I met James in another kiss. The very moment our lips met, as did our erections. We soon found ourselves in an incredible new world, our tongues were dancing with one another, as were our throbbing loins. My hands would travel up James back and back down over his beautiful buttocks. Soon I noticed our actions become more needed, more necessary. I found my left hand locked against his back, as his hips would raise and fall against my own. My right hand circled and would than grasp and take hold of his behind, and occasionally I would find my fingers sneak in between his cheeks, and lightly caress the entrance of his virginity. The excitement would build every time my fingertips made contact with his inviting hole. And when this would happen, James would only pushback further, seemingly wanting me to proceed. With that I began to circle his hole with my middle finger. When I did this James let out a faint moan and kissed me more passionately. He began pushing his backside against my finger, which caused the tip of it to enter. James let out another moan, which enticed me to continue. I would circle my finger slowly, than gently proceed a little deeper. Within a couple of minutes I had up to my second knuckle inside of him. James began to move faster, with the added movement my finger began to instinctively move in a bobbing motion. James moaned once more, which in turn made me do so as well. He began to kiss my neck, as he grinded into me. It felt so good, his bare flesh against my own, his cock rubbing against mine. My hand against his butt and than some. It was becoming too much. James was picking up speed, and kissing my neck more passionately. That’s when I noticed it, James was going to come. Oh my god, this beautiful person on top of me, is going to cum, as a result of something I contributed to. My mind began to race, and I lost track of what was happening. I felt a tingling coming from deep inside myself,
“Oh my god, it’s coming….” I managed to say.
“Mmm mmme too!” He yelped. As this happened I felt his cock begin to twitch and pulsate uncontrollably against my own. I smiled deeply, as I too approached climax. I could feel the warmth of James juices against us, I tilted my head back as James put his head down while moving his hips in a circular motion against me. The feeling became more intense, there it is! My body felt like it was convulsing uncontrollably, I had lost control of normal motor functions. I embraced James, holding him tight against my chest, one hand on his back, the other over his butt.
What felt like an eternity of pure bliss, eventually ended. I loosened my grip on James, as he lifted his head up with a wonderfully beautiful smile on his face. I leaned forward and kissed him once again. After several minutes of recovery I ran to the bathroom and got a towel to clean ourselves off. We than cuddled up next to each other and fell asleep in each others embrace.
