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A Story I Found.

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  1. Jerr

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    well i found this story on xanga when i was looking for gay storys...


    you have no idea how many sites it took for me to find one that wasnt a xanga/porn site and wasnt a story that in one paragraph went from one guy waving to the other to doing naughty things to eachother.... (i mean honistly who meets someone and sexes them up within 5 mins thats slightly whorish... i mean 10 is fine but 5?)

    but yea its a REALLY good story like the guy who writes them (or says he does) is only on chapter 7 and some of the chapters are LONG but they havent had sex (ok i mean long as in longer then you would expect for a xanga story) and i mean NOTHING other then make out/cuddling has happend

    personaly i like romantic storys and i was like hey i could post them on here! but i mean i can send it to people if really only like one person wants it...

    ill post like the 1st chapter... and yous people/person tell me if you acualy like it and want the rest of the chapters or if you think i should stop breathing for suggesting such blasphamy lol








    so here it is...

    Title: Rylee and Seth

    Rylee was your typical high school jock. He was tall and built, standing at 5’10” and weighing 170lbs. He had light brown hair that was kept short and occasionally was styled. He had a very cute face with medium sized lips, perfect nose and relatively small dark brown eyes. His tan body was something to be marveled; the other guys wished they could have looked
    half as good as him. Rylee didn’t really try hard at sports; they just came naturally to him. If he did try, he would’ve been above and beyond amazing. As the star quarterback, during football season, foreword during basketball season, and pitcher during baseball season, Rylee was the object of affection of every girl at school.

    Besides this, Rylee was one of the most caring and compassionate young men to grace his school’s hallways. Unlike many of his male classmates, Rylee was actually nice to other people and was a well recognized member of most of the cliques. Although he wasn’t the smartest kid in the school, he tried his best and managed good grades. There wasn’t a thing wrong with Rylee. If perfection exists, Rylee was it. There was every reason all the girls in the school yearned to call Rylee their boyfriend. But, (of course! This is a gay erotic story, you dumbass!), Rylee was gay. While every girl pined for him,
    and every guy wanted to be him, all he wanted was another man. No one knew about this because it could have jeopardized everything. The athletics. The popularity. The status. If anyone knew, Rylee could lose it all.

    As an athlete, Rylee was exposed to other men all the time. In his middle school days, this posed a slight problem. But even though it was tough to keep down a hard-on in the showers, he wasn’t the only boy with a boner. In time, Rylee learned to control his cock and was always sure to stare straight down or right at the wall. Anything, another cock or a hairy ass, could set him off. Occasionally though, he’d catch glances. Locker rooms, although a scary place, proved to be a wonderful asset to his secret. Every night before going to sleep, it was easy for Rylee to get off, fantasizing about his fellow
    teammates in situations they could never imagine.

    Before his senior year, Rylee and his best friend, Trent, would head up to Trent’s families lake house almost every weekend.On occasion his family was there, but most of the time it was just the two of them. This house was a decently sized double wide in the middle of a nice subdivision made specifically as a second residence. During their time up at the lake, they
    would hang out with Trent’s friends and sometimes attend parties around the subdivision. It was at one such party that Rylee
    met Seth.

    Seth was larger than Rylee, standing at 6’2 ½” and weighing 210 lbs. Seth was also built and played football and baseball for his own school. He had shaggy blond hair that would occasionally fall into his pale face and cover up his sparkling blue eyes. While Rylee’s face was cute, Seth’s was hot. He had large gleaming eyes and a strong chin. His hair framed his face perfectly and left the impression of an Abercrombie & Fitch model. Seth was also smart and cocky. He sucked in knowledge like a sponge. Everyone knew that Seth was the best, whether they knew him or not. Just by looking at him you could tell that he was smart and athletic. And if you doubted it, he’d let you know.

    The actual meeting of Seth and Rylee was a complete accident. Trent and Rylee showed up at the party together. Two hours later, Trent was overly drunk. Nothing made Rylee more angry than Trent and his drunkenness. He turned into an idiot that Rylee did not want to be around. Of course. Rylee was the designated driver. He headed to his car in the pouring rain, hoping Trent would eventually get the hint. As soon as he shut the door, he began to sob. Trent wasn’t just any idiot, he was the only idiot Rylee had ever had feelings for. Rylee had hoped that Trent would somehow get the hint, or at least confront him about why he hadn’t had a girlfriend since Leslie in 8th grade. But Trent was only interested in getting wasted and partying it up with hot chicks.

    Five minutes later, the passenger door opened and a body sat down in the seat. Seth opened up the glove box while Rylee wiped the tears from around his eyes. Seth finally took notice of Rylee and smirked.

    “I think I’m in the wrong car…” he said, starting out. Sitting back down, he looked at Rylee. “Are you alright?” he asked.

    “Yeah, I’m… I’m fine.” Rylee responded.

    “Are you sure?” Seth questioned, noticing the tears in his eyes weren‘t rain drops. “Because you don’t look it. What’s the matter?”

    Rylee was taken by this handsome young man’s kindness. “Nothing…” he said. Seth continued looking at him, a questioning look in his eye. “It’s just…” Rylee stammered. “There’s… There’s someone in there, and they’re pretty much the nicest person I’ve ever met. And they continually treat me like horse shit.”

    Surprised at actually getting a response, Seth put his hand on Rylee’s thigh. “It’ll be alright.” Seth said, surprised by the words coming out of his mouth. “I mean, a hot guy like you. I’m sure they’ll realize that they’re missing out on
    something great.”

    Rylee dropped his head and accidentally placed his hand on top of Seth’s, causing him to move his own further up his thigh. “No he won’t.” he mumbled. It was then he realized what came out of his mouth, and he looked straight into Seth’s eyes.

    “Are you… a fag?” Seth asked, caught off guard.

    “Oh my God!” Rylee exclaimed, and threw his hands onto the steering wheel.

    “No, no! It’s alright. Really.” Seth said, still confused by his mercy on this poor helpless jock. He grabbed Rylee’s hand. “What’s your name?”

    Rylee stared into the blue eyes before him and swallowed. He wasn’t sure what was going on, but it felt right. “I’m Rylee,” he eventually responded. “Rylee Cessna. And who are you?”

    “Seth. Notting. Seth Notting.” For a moment they sat there looking at each other, holding hands, afraid to move.

    Seth was the first to move. He brought his free hand up to Rylee’s face and smiled, as did Rylee. Then he leaned in close, his smile fading. Rylee closed his eyes. He felt the gentle touch of Seth’s hand and his warm breath hitting his face. Slowly, Seth leaned forward and their lips met. They sat there for a second, almost motionless. Finally their lips parted as the sound of their kiss filled the empty car. Rylee opened his eyes and met Seth’s. A smile spread slowly across his face. All the pain of Trent’s selfishness was gone. In it’s place where a million thoughts. ‘This boy is beautiful.’ ‘What the hell just happened?’ ‘Kiss me again.’ ‘Who is he?’ ‘Kiss me again, Seth.’ ‘Did anyone see that?’ ‘Please Seth, kiss me.’

    Seth gently caressed Rylee’s cheek with his hand. As Rylee’s eyes slowly closed, Seth leaned forward again. This time there was more passion. Seth wrapped his arm around Rylee’s back and scooped him forward. Rylee, partially enveloped by Seth, put his hand on Seth’s shoulder and forced himself into Seth a little more. Rylee opened his mouth and Seth expertly
    inserted his tongue. Caught up in Seth’s embrace, Rylee didn’t even notice the young lady standing outside his window, drenched from the pouring rain. Seth released Rylee from his embrace and pushed him away.

    “Shit!” he said. “I’m sorry.”

    “What?” Rylee asked, confused as to why their make-out session ended so abruptly. Suddenly, the girl tapped on the glass. Rylee spun around just as she opened the door.

    “Hi,” she nonchalantly said to Rylee, beads of rain falling onto his jeans. “Hey Seth, next time you come out here to get me a tampon, how about you go to my car. Oh, one more thing, little bro. How about you don’t make out with another guy!” She stepped back to shut the door. “Too bad. You’re kinda hot,” she said to Rylee, slamming the door.

    Rylee froze. “Oh my God,” he whispered. “Oh my God.”

    “I’m sorry, Rylee.” Seth said. “I’m so sorry.” He put his hands on top of his head. “Fuck!” he yelled. “Look, blame this whole thing on me. I made the first move. I… I don’t know. If you don’t want this to spread around, we better go shut Kelsey’s mouth up pretty fast. I just… don’t know.”

    “Seth,” Rylee responded. “People can’t know that I made out with you. They can’t.”

    Seth opened his door. “Let’s go, then.” Rylee followed suit and soon, both boys were soaking wet running up to the house. Kelsey had just stepped inside when they reached her. Seth grabbed her upper arm. “We need to talk,” he said sternly, pulling Kelsey toward the open bathroom door.

    “Whatever you say, queer bait.” she said. Seth turned his head and peered down at his older sister. As Seth turned his head, a two girls walked into the bathroom hand in hand and shut the door. Their senseless chatter started up immediately and was slightly audible from outside the door. Seth turned to face his sister. Rylee was right behind, unsure of what he was supposed to do.

    “Aww, shit,” Kelsey groaned. “I need the fucking bathroom!”

    “Shut up,” Seth said, trying to be quiet yet stern. They were standing in the kitchen and a quick glance reassured that there weren’t many people around them. “Kelsey, what do you think you saw out there?”

    “What the hell is this?” she asked.

    “Just answer me!”

    “You and hottie over there were making out. That’s what I saw. Now fuck off.” She tried to escape her brother’s grip, but he wouldn’t let her go.

    “Listen. Don’t tell anyone about that. Alright? Nobody can know about that. Got it?”

    “It’s fucking clear. Oh my God, let go of me.” Seth continued to hold her and glared at her forcefully. “I’ll fucking scream!” she said, wiggling. “Seth!”

    “Don’t say anything alright?”

    “Alright.” She stopped her movement and stood still. “My little brother. A faggot.” She smiled. Seth smiled back and
    loosened his grip.

    “Shut up. Please.” Kelsey smiled at him and proceeded to knock on the bathroom door.

    “So… she won’t tell anyone?” Rylee asked, standing with his arms folded.

    “I don’t think so.” Seth said. “She’s pretty cool.”

    “She’s your little sister?”

    “Yeah. Well, sort of. We’re twins.”

    “My God. That’s cool. I guess.” Rylee commented.

    “Ummm, you wanna follow me?” Seth asked Rylee, extending a hand.

    “Sure.” He responded, keeping his arms draped across his chest. Seth took the hint and started through the packed living room. There were a lot of people at this party, many of whom Rylee had no idea who they were. Rylee let his arms down as they crossed the room towards the stairs.

    Seth turned his head. “Ever been here before?” Seth yelled above the music.

    “No.”

    “Where are you from?” Seth hollered.

    “Bayview. It’s south of here.”

    “Yeah, I know where it’s at.” Just then, Seth bumped into someone, making them spill the beer all over the carpet. He looked down to see a skinny guy with his hat on backwards picking up his cup.

    “There’s still some left!” he hollered, and drunkenly raised the cup to his mouth. Some cheers came from around the circle of which he was a part of. After setting the cup on the table, the much smaller guy turned. “Now don’t… do that again. Or I’ll. Beat your face in.” Rylee made his way to Seth’s side to see Trent looking up at Seth with his finger in his face. “What the fuck? Where have you been? We were gonna have some races!” Trent said to Rylee.

    Rylee shook his head. “Are you done yet?” he asked. Trent looked at him for a moment.

    “Yeah, I guess so.” He sat on a nearby couch. “Can you get me another beer?” Rylee smiled and nodded his head.

    “I’m sure you can get it yourself.” he said. “Let’s go.”

    “Great help he is.” Trent muttered as Seth and Rylee made there way out of the throng of people and up the stairs. Seth turned the doorknob nearest to the landing. It was locked. He tried the next door. He opened it, and walked in. A girl was on her knees in front of a well endowed Latin guy giving him head.

    “You might want to lock this.” Seth said.

    The guy licked his lips at him. “Sure you don’t wanna join?” he asked, putting a hand on the back of the girl’s head.

    “I’ll pass,” Seth said, ducking out of the room. The next room he tried was also unlocked. “Anyone in here?” he shouted. No response came, so he entered the room, followed by Rylee. Seth then shut the door and was sure to lock it. “Now where were we?” He walked over to Rylee and put us arms around him and pulled him in close.

    Rylee looked up into his face and smiled. “Right here,” he said. He turned his head to meet Seth’s. They stood there kissing each other for quite sometime. Nothing heavy. Just a light make-out session. Seth slowly moved his mouth down to Rylee’s throat. “What if…” Rylee muttered. “…we get caught.”

    Seth kissed Rylee on the lips again. “We…” he told him between kisses. “…won’t.”

    Rylee pulled his head back and stopped Seth’s fun. “But what if we do?” he asked. Seth smiled.

    “I don’t know you very well,” he said. “But I don’t like you very much.”
     
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    haven't read it yet, but I will. I just LOVE that kind of story. :icon_bigg

    Looks good.
     
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    i read the 1st one again and again and i promis it does get better... not in an uber sexual eww slutty way but in a romantic cute kinda way lol
     
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    ok ima post another chapter of this story please enjoy



    RYLEE AND SETH! part two

    The night of their meeting ended with nothing more than a promise to see each other again. Another party was going to be held at one of the houses within Trent’s subdivision. This was going to be more of a familial get-together rather than a teenage booze fest, even though these block parties usually ended with most adults drunk. This would prove much easier for them to steal away and get to know each other a little more. Most kids their age left the party before their parents got wasted to go skinny dipping in the lake, so the absence of Seth and Rylee wouldn’t seem as noticeable. Trent and Kelsey would be their only obstacles.

    The next morning, Rylee woke up to the sound of puking. Trent had really lost it last night. Usually, he was pretty good at getting just drunk enough to not have a hangover the next morning. Obviously, last night was an exception. As Rylee made his way to the kitchen for some breakfast, Trent stumbled out of the bathroom, groaning in a low dull voice. He glanced over at Rylee.

    “Where the hell were you last night?” Trent asked him.

    “What do you mean?” Rylee responded.

    “I mean, the whole night you were barely there. I remember you telling me to slow things down with the drinks. Then I remember you later on after that fucker spilled my cup.”

    “Really? You actually remember last night? At all? Surprising.” Rylee remarked, sarcastically.

    “I don’t need your bull shit, Rylee! Just because you’re a fucking golden boy doesn’t mean you can judge me.”

    “Oh come on, Trent. Get over yourself. If you didn’t have me up here, who would drive you everywhere? You’d be walking to parties.”

    “You’re right… but still. Don’t be such a jerk-off.” Trent started to walk away, then stopped. “Who was that guy, anyway?”

    Rylee’s mind started to race. ‘I didn’t think he’d fucking remember that!’ he thought. “What? What guy?” Rylee asked.

    “That bastard who spilled my drink.”

    “Oh, him?” Rylee tried to think up an excuse. Anything. “He was, uh, just some guy.”

    Trent shot him a quizzical look. He then grabbed his stomach and started for the bathroom. “My God!” he moaned. “I’ll deal with you later…” Soon the sound of Trent’s puking filled the kitchen. Rylee continued to search for breakfast. He opened the fridge and found some pizza sitting next to a half gallon jug of milk. It was obvious that Trent’s family had not been to the lake for quite a few weeks.

    Rylee walked to the living room and sat down to watch some TV. He started flipping through the channels and stopped at ESPN. They were showing a highlight reel of some hockey event. Uninterested, Rylee was about to change the channel when his cell phone rang. The number didn’t register on his cell phone and Rylee had no idea who it was.

    “Hello?” Rylee said into his phone.

    “Hey,” came a slightly familiar voice.

    “Who is this?” Rylee asked.

    “It’s me. Uh, Seth, I mean.”

    “Oh, hey.” Rylee smiled. “How did you get my number?”

    “Funny story actually. It seems your wallet was found in Abby’s room last night.”

    “What? Abby who?” Rylee asked, confused.

    “The girl who had the party last night. Your wallet must have fallen out somehow.”

    “Oh. Well thanks. I guess. For getting it.”

    “No problem,” Seth said. “But now I think I should return it to you. As soon as possible.”

    “Alright…” Rylee said, a smirk creeping across his face.

    “So where are you at?” Rylee gave Seth the address and told him to just wait outside. “So that guy, Trent, you say? He actually remembers me from last night? He was gone by that time!”

    “Yeah, and he’s mad that you made him spill his beer.”

    “Well then. … Umm, I’ll be over in a minute, I guess. See ya there.”

    “Bye.” Rylee smiled from ear to ear. He’d finally found someone. And he didn’t have to wait all day to see him. He ran to the bathroom. Trent was sitting with his back against the tub.

    “A little privacy?” Trent said.

    “Fuck you,” Rylee said with a smile. Trent just shook his head. Rylee grabbed his tooth brush and proceeded to brush his teeth. During this time, Trent dry heaved into the toilet twice. ‘Last night was worth this, wasn’t it?’ Rylee thought to himself.

    “What are you doing?” Trent asked as Rylee spit into the sink.

    “Well, I was brushing my teeth.” he responded.

    “No, I mean, who called? Are you going somewhere?”

    “Oh, that. Ummm, so apparently I left my wallet at the party last night. I have to go and pick it up.”

    “You want me to go with you?” Trent offered as he wearily stood up.

    “No… No, that’s alright. You’re not quite well enough. I’ll be fine. I drove us home, remember?”

    Trent glared at Rylee with an odd look. “Ok,” he finally said. “And take some money and grab some more pop. We’re almost out.” Trent slid back down to the floor as Rylee walked out. Rylee took off his shirt as he passed through the kitchen. He walked into the living room and found his duffel bag by the couch. Rummaging through it, he found a white t-shirt and put it on. He then pulled out a pair of ripped jeans and put them on over his tight navy boxer briefs. After putting on some flip flops, he headed outside to await Seth’s arrival.

    Meanwhile, Seth was having difficulties of his own. As he hung up Abby’s phone, his sister’s mouth began moving in the way he hated. Kelsey had to be one of the biggest gossips. He knew she couldn’t keep her mouth shut for long. Even after the conversation they’d had after the party couldn’t keep her mouth shut for too long.

    “So his name’s Rylee?” Kelsey asked, her eyes glancing over at Seth. He turned around, trying to look as intimidating as possible, even though he knew that was impossible on her.

    “We talked about this,” he stated matter of factly.

    “Hey I just asked. Rylee…” she opened up the wallet and looked at the license it contained.” … Cessna. Isn’t that like the plane?” Seth started toward Kelsey. “He’s pretty hot. Wouldn’t mind a piece of that.” With that remark, she smirked and tossed the wallet to Seth. “Go, go to him. Don’t keep him waiting. You know it’s a ten minute drive over there.” She began to put her shoulder length blonde hair into a pony tail as he walked past her and out the door.

    “What was that all about?” Abbey asked, sitting at the table as she had been during the entire argument.

    “Oh nothing.” Kelsey said. “Well, nothing you’re supposed to know about.”

    The drive to Rylee’s was a long one for Seth. He’d found someone great. Rylee was so attractive and was such an amazing kisser. But what if he was a whack job? What if he turned out to be some sort of stalker or something? And was Seth himself even gay? He’d always known he had feelings for other guys, and there was that drunken sex incident with Kyle, but was he gay? As unsure of himself as he was, what Seth was sure of was that he needed to at least find out. If anything, they could hook up.

    Pulling onto the cul-de-sac, Seth saw Rylee sitting on the sidewalk against a mailbox post. As he pulled up where he was, he rolled down his window. “Need a ride?” he asked. Rylee stood up and got into the passenger seat of the car. “Here’s your wallet,” Seth said, handing it over.

    “Thanks,” Rylee had a permanent grin on his face that didn’t show any signs of fading.

    “So, do you wanna do something? Get something to eat, maybe?” Seth questioned.

    “That’s fine.” Seth drove around the cul-de-sac and headed toward the only food destination around the small town, a sandwich and ice cream place owned by a local family. During the short drive there, Seth told Rylee about how he talked to his sister after the party. Apparently, she’d thought he was gay for a while, but never vocalized anything. She promised his secret was safe with her, but Seth had his doubts. “I know Kelsey better than anyone.” he told Rylee. “She’s my twin for God’s sake. But as much as I love her, I could kill her sometimes. It’s not just that she can’t keep secrets, she loves
    to gossip. You can’t tell her anything!”

    “That sucks,” Rylee muttered. “She wouldn’t tell about last night or anything, though, would she?”

    “I hope not, but I honestly don’t know, Rylee.”

    “I hope not too.” Just then, they arrived at the Banana Split. They walked in and each got a hamburger and milkshake. While they ate their meal, they talked. A lot. For Rylee, it was the first time he’d really opened up to anyone. While being the popular kid at his high school, Rylee had never found that one person to be his best friend. Trent and Rylee had been friends since elementary school, but never talked much. Mostly, they hung out, went to movies, or came up to the lake. If Trent did want to talk, it was always about hot chicks and masturbation. Rylee played along and talked about these things, hoping they could somehow find other topics to talk about, but they never did.

    With Seth, Rylee was able to voice things he’d only thought. About how scary it was to actually be the guy everyone relied on during any sport. About how scary it was that he was going to be a senior and had to choose a college to go to. Most of all, he was able to relax and just be himself, something he was scared of doing with anyone else.

    Seth enjoyed there outing as much as Rylee. He liked this kid he made out with last night. He wasn’t just a pretty face, he had a lot to say and apparently, had a mind, too. It was hard to find someone, male or female, who could relate well to Seth, and Rylee did so extremely well. He knew about the pressures of being a jock and balancing school work and sports. All of Seth’s fears were quickly erased.

    On the drive back to Rylee’s, Seth and Rylee held hands. It was almost awkward, but after a quick look into each other’s eyes, that awkwardness disappeared. They continued to talk and managed to find their way onto the subject of Trent. “Didn’t you say something last night? About the nicest person you ever met?” Seth quoted.

    Rylee looked down at his feet, then back at his and Seth’s intertwined hands. “I’ve liked Trent for a long time. I think it’s because of how close of friends we are. He can be a real jack ass, but he can also be really great. But he’s straight and I know it.” Rylee made an odd face. “I don’t know why, but I kept telling myself that he might somehow be gay too. It was stupid.”

    “It’s alright,” Seth said. “I mean, now I’ve met you. And it’s kinda Trent’s fault. In a weird way, I guess, he’s to blame for this.” Seth squeezed Rylee’s hand.

    “So, do you know Trent at all?” Rylee pondered. He was sure that at some point, Seth and Trent must have met.

    “Yeah, a little bit. We used to hang out a little bit a few summers ago. But not that much. Moreover, his friends knew some of my friends. We were in like… the 8th grade or something.”

    Rylee detangled his hand from Seth’s as they neared his house. ”I’ll see you tonight, then.” he said to Seth as he opened the door.

    “I can’t wait.” Seth replied as Rylee stepped out of the car and walked into the house. Rylee shut the door and smiled. He stood in the door way for a while, just smiling and thinking to himself. Soon Trent came out of the bathroom in a towel.

    “Where’s the pop?” he inquired. “Where’s the fucking pop?” he pressed after noticing the lack of pop in Rylee’s hands.

    “I just forgot. Lay off.” He started for the living room.

    “And how the hell did you go there?” Rylee stopped and turned around.

    “What do you mean?”

    “I mean, the keys were still on the kitchen table and the car was still in the driveway!” Trent pointed out. “How the hell did you get there?”
     
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    Chapter 3 time (i had to alter because it does get a lil more riskay like to riskay id say for this site yet honistly nothing goes on below the pants but still)


    hope you enjoy



    RYLEE AND SETH! part three



    …”How the hell did you get there?”

    Rylee looked down at his shoes. ‘Fuck!’ he thought to himself. He quickly tried to come up with an excuse. He barely noticed as Trent walked over to the doorway and glanced out of the window next to it. Trent managed to catch a glimpse of the red Grand Am Rylee had arrived in. “What the fuck is going on Rylee?” Trent pressed. Rylee looked up.

    “Is it such a big deal that I hang out with other people than you?” Rylee asked, hoping Trent would get off his back.

    “Ummm, yeah. At my lake house, it tends to be a problem.” Trent replied. “What’s going on Rylee? Fuckin tell me!” Rylee remained silent, trying to frantically think of something to tell his half naked friend. “Did you meet someone and not want to tell me?”

    “You could say that,” Rylee mumbled, thinking aloud.

    A smirk spread across Trent’s face. “Is that why you went upstairs last night? Did you get laid?” Rylee peered at Trent, whose smirk had given way to a full out smile. “I knew it would only be time until you got some action!” Trent began to walk towards the bathroom. “We’ll talk about this after my shower. You dog…” Trent entered the bathroom and shut the door, leaving Rylee to ponder what just happened. He hadn’t moved since Trent’s ‘discovery’. Slowly, he walked across the floor.

    “I guess that’ll work…” Rylee said to himself. As he pulled his cell phone out of his pocket, he sat down on the couch. Seth’s number was in his ‘Received Calls’. He quickly found the number and dialed it. To his surprise a young lady answered the phone.

    “Hello?”

    “Ummm, hi. Is, uh, Seth there?”

    “No… but Kelsey is. Seth’s out on a date or something. I’m not sure when he’ll get back. Would you like to talk to her?”

    “No. No that’s alright. Could you have him call Rylee back?”

    “Oh, Rylee… Sure, Rylee. This is Abby by the way. I had the party last night, and you left your wallet in my room. I found it last night.”

    “Thanks,” Rylee responded. So that’s who this girl was.

    “Your welcome. Now does Seth have your number? I mean, you should have your wallet, right?”

    “Yeah, yeah I do.” He gave Abby his number and got off the phone. He proceeded to turn on the TV. It was still on ESPN. As he began to find something else to watch, his phone rang. Rylee recognized the number as Abby’s and opened his cell. “Hey,” he said sweetly in the receiver.

    “Hey,” giggled a female’s voice into the phone. It was different from Abby’s.

    “Who is this?”

    “Your boyfriend’s sister.”

    “Who?” Rylee asked, unsure of what exactly was going on.

    “Don’t play stupid, Hot Lips,” Kelsey replied sternly. “Now I just thought I’d warn you. Seth is an asshole.”

    “What?”

    “Just shut up, Rylee. Let me talk. Seth is an asshole. You seem like a nice guy. You should know. Seth is a genuine asshole. Period.”

    “What the hell are you talking about?” Rylee asked, confused as to what she was getting at.

    “Seth is the most full-of-himself jerk-off. He’s cocky, rude, a liar, a cheater, and he has a reputation… as a man whore, so to speak. I don’t know if that last one’s true. But I wouldn’t be surprised. He had this flavor of the month thing going for a while. Most of them were ditzy blondes with big boobs and long legs.”

    “So why are you telling me this?”

    In the background, Rylee heard Seth’s voice. “Let me have the phone when you’re done, Sis.”

    “In a minute,” Kelsey replied, half into the receiver. “Because you seem nice. And I think you can do better than my brother. Sure, he seems like a nice guy, and he is. It’s just that he’s an asshole, too. And I really don’t think he’s
    gay. Just ask him about Kyle. Sorry kid.”

    “Ummm…” Rylee muttered, not quite sure of how to respond to her.

    “Trust me, Hot Lips. I’ll talk to you later.” With that, she hung up, leaving Rylee wondering what the hell just happened. Moments later, his cell phone rang once more.

    “Hey.”

    “Hi.” This time, it was Seth. “You called?”

    “Yeah. I did. Umm, so I walked into the house.” Rylee went on to explain that Trent thought he was getting some. “It was really odd.”

    Seth gave a slight laugh. “That’s funny shit.”

    “Yeah..”

    “So did you need anything else?” Seth asked.

    Rylee wondered if he should tell him about the conversation he’d just had with Kelsey. “No, that’s all I guess. Thought you might like to know.”

    “Alright. Well I’ll talk to you in a few hours then. See ya.” Hanging up the phone, Rylee thought about what Kelsey told him. What if Seth really was like that? It was very easy for a jock to be a cocky man whore. Rylee knew full well. He quickly shoved the thoughts away. So far, Seth had been kind and sweet. There was no way he was a complete asshole.

    Rylee continued to watch TV until Trent got out of the shower. Wearing nothing but a pair of boxers, he sat on the couch next to Rylee. His shaggy light brown hair looked dark, as it was still wet. It hung lazily around his thin face. That was the best word to describe Trent: Thin. He had long tan legs that were covered with hair. His skinny torso boasted a rich trail that led to a small spot on his chest. Trent had slight muscle definition from irregular workouts, but nothing compared to his athletic friend. Trent’s best physical quality was probably his face. While his body was naturally thin, his face was naturally handsome. It was very reminiscent of old Hollywood. On the rare occasions he dressed up, his face alone gave him the look of a movie star. While it wasn’t the most attractive, it demanded respect. Most people would give it to him, but only for a short time. His mature face was far overshadowed by his slightly immature personality and love to party.

    “So, big guy. How was it?” Trent asked.

    “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Rylee nonchalantly replied.

    “Oh come on! I totally figured it out. Don’t pretend like nothing happened.”

    Rylee glanced at Trent. “You’re retarded.” He got up and headed to kitchen.

    “Alright don’t kiss and tell, but I’m on to you. And I’m gonna figure out who she is.” Rylee had opened up the fridge and peered inside, checking for anything other than milk or pizza, but mostly ignoring Trent’s bantering. Trent could think what he wanted. It saved him any phony excuses, so Rylee didn’t deny anything. “She better be fuckin hot.”

    The rest of the day was spent doing little or nothing. Mostly, Trent and Rylee watched TV. As 6:00 rolled around, Rylee changed out of his T-shirt and into a green polo as Trent struggled to find clean pants. “Why do we have to go to this block party, anyway? It’ll be mostly parents. And you know that everyone leaves after they eat to go to the beach.”

    “Yeah, I know.” Rylee responded. “But I’m hungry. And more pizza just doesn’t sound appetizing.”

    “Good point. We might as well steal their food if they’re offering it.” Trent walked to the kitchen table and grabbed the keys. “I’ll drive. Your turn to sit shot gun.” They both walked outside, where they looked less than a block down the road to see the party.

    “How about we walk, dumbass.” Rylee said to Trent.

    “Hey, I didn’t really know where it was.”

    “Then how were you going to drive?” He laughed and started over to the party. Trent caught up with him and they arrived shortly thereafter at the party.

    “Good to see you boys out.” came a voice. They both turned to see a red haired women, Mrs. Covington, holding a bowl of pasta salad. “Your mother told me to make sure you came, Trent. She doesn’t want you boys starving up here.”

    Both boys chatted with Mrs. Covington for a bit before heading to the food table. After sitting down at a vacant picnic table, a familiar red Grand Am drove up and parked right across the street. “Wait,” Trent whispered, as though he was deep in thought. “That’s the car. The one you showed up in.” Sure enough it was. As Seth stepped out of the driver’s door on the opposite side of Rylee’s and Trent’s line of sight, Kelsey opened up the passenger door. In classic movie style, she put one high heeled foot out of the car. She slowly stood up on her well-tanned, shapely leg and brought the other foot out. She was wearing a short jean shirt and tight fitting purple polo with the collar popped. A timely breeze blew her slightly curled blonde locks, revealing large hoop earrings and causing her to toss her head left, then right to get it out
    of her face.

    “Sweet Mary, mother of God…” Trent said, astounded. His jaw dropped as though a pool of drool was about to form underneath it. “She’s the hottest women ever. Period.” Sure enough, Kelsey was a gorgeous girl. Even though she was only 17, people often thought was much older, which in turn worked to her advantage. She had large eyes and full lips. Her round face and high cheek bones were nothing short of model material. She also had a perfect bosom; not too large, but big enough to brag about and show off to the boys. To most of those boys, she was the hottest girl they could ever hope to see. Together, Seth and Kelsey were the most attractive set of twins.

    “That’s the babe you…?” Trent stuttered.

    A smile spread across his face. “Sort of.” Rylee replied, staring longingly at Seth.

    “I hate you.” Trent remarked sarcastically. Seth and Kelsey walked through the yard past Rylee and Trent’s table. Seth merely smiled at Rylee as he headed for the food.

    Kelsey, on the other hand, made a small show out of her passing. “Hey Rylee,” she greeted in a seductive tone. She stopped and bent over the table to grab a chip from Rylee‘s plate, revealing her perfect cleavage to the boys to see. “Thanks.” She winked at him and followed Seth toward the food.

    Trent slapped Rylee on the back. “Good job!” he complimented. “Great job in fact! Now what’s her name?”

    “Her?” Rylee smiled. “Umm, Kelsey.”

    “Kelsey. I knew a Kelsey from the lake once… Oh my fucking God!” Trent almost fell from the picnic table. An old man looked discouragingly at Trent for a moment. “Is that Kelsey Notting?”

    Rylee thought for a moment. “Yeah. That’s her.”

    “I used to hang out with her and her brother some. A few years ago. Middle school, I think. They were friends with Steve and Allan. You know them, right?” Rylee nodded approvingly. “Holy shit. She aged well. And her brother was the jackass from the party last night! My God! Everything is coming together so nicely now that I think about it.”


    After Trent’s revelation, he proceeded to ask a million questions about the Notting twins, mostly Kelsey. Because he knew little about her, Rylee ignored Trent and ate his meal, saying little to his talkative friend. Real food was a nice change from the pizza they’d been living off of. And the anticipation of the upcoming night made him want to get the meal done with so that Trent would leave. As Trent got up to throw away his food, Rylee’s cell phone began to ring from within his pocket. He pulled it out and did not recognize the number.

    “Hello?” he answered.

    “Hey, it’s Seth.”

    Rylee looked to where he knew Seth was sitting and saw him talking into a cell phone. “Oh hey.”

    “Meet me in my car after my sister leaves. She’s getting bored with this party. It’s too lame.”

    “Alright. I’ll be there. As soon as I can.”

    “Alright. Bye.” Once again, a ridiculous smile spread across Rylee’s face.

    “Who was that?” Trent asked, returning to his seat with a soda in his hand.

    “Oh no one. Just… my mom.” Rylee lied.

    “Ok. Hey, I’m about to head out. We’re meeting down at Allen’s house. He has a dock back there, so we might go swimming. Do you want me to wait until you’re done? You should know where it’s at, I mean.” Trent was very impatient, especially when it came to parties.

    “No, that’s fine. I’ll meet up with you there. I, uh, have to get something from the house anyway.”

    “Alright. Cool. I guess I’ll see you there. If you for some reason forget or something, call my cell.”

    “Sure.”

    “Allen has beer, too!” Trent whispered excitedly.

    “No kidding? You sure you wanna get drunk so soon. You had quite the hang over this morning.” Rylee reminded him.

    “So? God, are you my fucking mother?” Rylee put on a fake smile and shook his head. “I’ll see ya there.” With that Trent walked away down the block.

    Rylee ate a little bit of the food that was left on his nearly empty plate. As soon as Trent had turned the corner, he got up and threw it away. He noticed that Seth was no longer around. Turning around, he noticed a body in the red Grand Am. Walking over, Seth called out the window.

    “Hop in.” Rylee got in and Seth began driving.

    “Where are we going?” he asked.

    “You’ll see.” Seth responded, looking over at Rylee. He quickly found Rylee’s hand and tangled it within his own. They drove in silence for a while, as Seth headed out of Rylee’s division “Arlington Park”, and down the highway. He turned his blinker on in front of “Oakwood Heights”, one of the more distinguished housing developments in the area. They drove through a row of extravagant two story homes and turned into the driveway of a grey house at the end of the street. “This is my home away from home.” Seth commented. “Come on.”

    Rylee followed Seth out of the car and into the house. “Since my parents are at the party and my sister is gone, I thought we could come here.” Seth said, standing in the living room. Rylee looked around. The place was a bit lavish for a lake house. Seth grabbed his hand before he could take it all in and pulled Rylee into his embrace like he had the night before. Their lips met again, this time with much more passion than the night before. Seth opened his eyes. He smiled at the look on Rylee’s face. He was beautiful, and tonight, Rylee was all his.

    Their mouths moved in perfect unison. Seth pushed Rylee against a blue wall and continued to kiss him. As Seth’s kisses traveled down to Rylee’s neck, a loud beeping began from the nearby kitchen.

    “What… Ooh… What is that?” Rylee asked Seth, breathing heavily. Slowly, Seth stopped his kisses and stood up.

    “I… don’t really know,” he responded. He began toward the kitchen. Rylee trailed Seth. In the kitchen, Seth turned off the oven and checked inside. A pan of brownies lie inside. “Hmmm, I guess my mom will be back.”

    Sure enough, his mother was walking through the door as Seth closed the oven. “Seth? Kelsey? I thought you were at the Covington’s party?” she hollered as she made her way to the kitchen.

    “We were,” Seth yelled back, as his mother stepped into the kitchen. “But, uh, it was lame. So we, uh, decided to go swimming.”

    “That’s fine, Dear.” she reassured. “Where’s Kelsey? And who’s this young man?”

    Seth smiled, thinking that he had somehow gotten away with something. “Kelsey is at Allen’s. And this is Rylee.”

    “New friend?” Seth’s mother asked, removing the brownies from the oven.

    “Yeah, he’s from Bayview. He’s a friend of Trent’s.”

    “Trent who?” his mother pondered, cutting the brownies into nice even squares.

    “We used to hang out a few years ago.”

    “Oh, well, alright.” She said, half listening. “Be good, I guess. And be careful of the neighbor’s dog. It keeps running into our yard and destroying my flower beds.”

    “Yes Mamma.”

    His mother grabbed the brownies and headed for the door. “Nice to meet you Rylee,” she said as she passed him.

    “You too,” he smiled. She continued out of the house. After the door shut, Seth let out a sigh of relief.

    “That was too close,” he said. “Thank God those brownies were on a timer. Now where were we?”
     
  6. Jerr

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    ok well i think thats all ill post of the story.. it goes threw chapter 7 but jeeze it took me like an hour 2 edit it... not that its bad its just... i started reading chapter 3... then continued to 4...5...6... yea... lol i just took out sertan things nothing big but if someone is acualy interested in the story i can send the full thing to you on messenger


    just msg me sometime