New Year's '96 parts 11 & 12

[Charley]

Playing all of this over and over again in my mind got me accustomed to the idea that I just might have a side that likes guys. But I put it out of my mind for the time being. Had to get this shit done before I could go anywhere. It was Thursday night and mom was at a meeting or something and they usually go pretty late, so I decided to have another cigarette before I continued with my report. Went up to my room instead of staying downstairs. This was my first cigarette in here. My room isn’t too big so it got smoky right away. I liked this, but it made me nervous, so I had to open a window. Burr!

I was looking out the window, an old swiped ashtray sitting on the sill, and just as I exhaled a huge cloud out the window, up pulls Matt’s truck! Oh shit. What if he saw it? I thought right there I was in deep with him. Wow this lasted long. I quickly shut the window before Dave got out of the truck. Shut my door, and washed my hands, and flew down the stairs back to my report.

He came in the front door, reeking.

“Have fun?” I asked.

“Yup. Lots.”

“You need a shower.”

“I know. Get off my back.”

I actually liked the way he smelled, but I couldn’t just let him get caught. It was 10:00pm by now and my report was almost done. I was so close to being able to go. Got so excited that I was hard right there at the computer. Mom eventually came in and went right to bed, giving us both the ‘don’t stay up too late’ spiel. 11:00pm, and I wanted a cigarette bad. Needed one after writing that long. I didn’t even realize that my 24 hour mark as a smoker went by. But I was psyched anyway. I needed smoke and fast.


Dave was watching TV and it didn’t look like he was budging any time soon. I crept back upstairs to fetch my pack from my drawer, slipped it in my pocket, and headed back downstairs. Maybe the cellar? No, Dave would come down there when he goes to bed. I decided to just wait him out, and plopped on the chair in the den.

We made small talk, and he wanted to talk about girls. When that came up I really had no interest. Then Mark came into mind again. It was as if I could smell his soapy body, feel his skin against mine. Shit, I hope Dave doesn’t notice the bulge in my jeans. Mark was still making me horny, yet I couldn’t tell why. Then Dave said something.

“I think mine has to be fed.”

“Huh?” Back to earth Charley.

“I think I’ll go to bed.” said Dave. God was I just that out of it?

“OK. Goodnight.” Yes!

He staggered into the kitchen, and then out of sight. As soon as he was up the stairs and his door shut, I pulled out my reds and lit up. My cock sprang right back up again as soon as I exhaled. I tore my shirt off, unbuckled my jeans, stood up and they dropped to the floor. I began stroking. This was so hot. I closed my eyes, and something different happened. Usually when I stroke I would imagine a hot chick. But this time, when they shut, I saw an image of Mark, and something told me to pump it harder and faster, like never before.

Soon enough, I shot a load bigger than I ever did before, dragging deep as I did so. My body was almost convulsing. I fell back into the chair, put the cigarette out, and lit up another. I just sat there in my den, naked, saturated with my juice, rubbing my fingers in it. I closed my eyes again and there was Mark.

Now I was admitting to myself that I definitely had feelings for him, but what do I do with them? I’d have to wait and see. This was all so confusing. I had a feeling inside that I remembered having when he kissed me at the party. Is that why I stayed attached to him for a few seconds? Was I like this all along and didn’t know it?

I cleaned up and got rid of my evidence, hitched back up and headed upstairs. I smoked two more before going to sleep.
* * *

“Chal, Chal,” I heard.

“What?”

“Phone!” Mom yelled. Damn it was 11:00am.

“Hang on.”

I picked it up and very softly said hello.

“Dude did you just get up?”

God, it was Mark. This was something I could wake up to. His voice was calming.

“Yea I guess I did.”

“Well, put something hot—I mean nice on. We’re going to the mall. Gotta stock up for the trip.”

“Ok, just give me a half-hour.”

“Got it.”

“You going to drive over?”

“Yea, I’ll be there at 11:30.”

“Ok see ya.”

Oh my god! I leapt out of bed like a kid and quickly put together a jean and hooded sweatshirt outfit, hopped into my boots and went into the bathroom, slipping my smokes into my pocket. As soon as I sat down I dropped a monster load. Both doors were locked, so I lit up, and dragged deep. Morning smoke rush was awesome. I checked myself out in the mirror. Damn I looked good with that smoke. The fan was doing a good job of getting rid of it. Dave was guaranteed to sleep longer, so I headed downstairs and filled a travel mug with coffee. Then I went outside to wait for Mark. I lit up another cigarette too, so he would see me with it when he pulled up. Thank god mom left for work after calling me. I heard a catback coming around the corner, and I knew it was Mark’s jeep.

He pulled into the driveway, and leaned out the window.

“What’s up dude?”

“Not much,” I said. I noticed there was someone else in the jeep.

“Oh Charley this is Justin,” Mark said as he got out to let me into the back seat.

“Hey, the guy in Wawa?”

“Yea that’s me,” he said, letting out smoke.

“Would you really sell to me?”

“Sure any friend of Mark’s is cool with me.”

“Oh, and he’s coming with us tomorrow too.” Mark said.

“Awesome,” I said.

He was an OK guy. I didn’t know if he was gay like Mark or not. He had darker hair than ours, but buzzed sides and short top. He was wearing a leather jacket and looked kind of like an athlete the way he was built.

We got to the mall about 12:00 and were pretty hungry. We went over to friendly’s so we could smoke in there. I got to know Justin as we waited for our food.

“You excited about the trip?” I asked.

“Hell yea. I haven’t been snowboarding in a while.”

“Me neither.” I began to pull out my pack, being signaled by Mark with his. He offered me a light too. Justin immediately went for his own reds too. Three smoking guys in the middle of a restaurant, just shooting the shit and enjoying their cigarettes. I felt proud sitting in front of these guys and showing off my nose exhales and double pumps, silently competing with them. The children at the next booth kept telling their mother that the boys over there are smoking. I wanted to say go away. All this and I never even stopped to think about being seen by someone from home. This was too cool though, so I risked it, dumb as it was. Mark was sitting next to me and Justin was across from us. We pigged out like starved kids, and as soon as we were all through, we all lit up again.

Mark had been inching his way towards me all through the meal, and I just now noticed. His leg was practically up against mine. I was getting hard too, and saw a chance to get away. I belched, and said I had to use the restroom. Mark let me out and continued his conversation with Justin. As I sat on the toilet, I wondered if Justin was Mark’s boyfriend. He acted just like Mark, but I didn’t think so.

I got back to the table, we paid and did some shopping. I didn’t buy much, just a travel kit for the trip. I had everything else. Justin was meeting up with his buddy Tim, and then Mark and I left. It was now 1pm. We wanted to stop by a park on the way home and finish walking off our huge lunch. It wasn’t that cold out for January. We pulled in and as soon as we hit the footbridge, we both lit up.

“So what do you think of Justin?”

“Oh, he’s cool,” I said.

“Yea. He lives about 20 minutes away. It sucks that he works far from home.”

“Yea that does suck.”

“Your brother find you out yet,” he asked, laughing out a cloud.

“Hell no, I’m being so careful. But you were right they don’t smell me at all.”

“See I told you it’s easy.”

“I don’t know if I’ll get used to this though. Sneaking sucks.”

We sat down on a foundation wall of the old paper mill. The river was right there next to us. As we continued our conversation, something was going on inside of me. Naturally, I was hard from smoking, but my heart began to beat heavy, and I got all nervous and edgy. Marks words began to bleed into each other, and I couldn’t take my eyes off of him.

I looked away, took a couple deep breaths, and got ready. I turned back to him, grabbed the back of his head, and planted my lips all over his, and began teasing his tongue with mine, and slipped my other arm around him.

Part 12


I lived a year in a few seconds. Electric bolts passed through our lips and tongues. Then he pressed his hand on my shoulder, pushing me back away from him. My eyes just stayed closed for a moment as I took this all in. My heart was pounding, and then Mark spoke.

“Charley, are you sure? Are you sure you want this to happen?”

“Look Mark, I know I just met you and all, and I know I didn’t tell you I was gay, but I really believe you changed the way I feel. You just made me realize, just now that I’ve been living a lie, and not being true to myself. Even with smoking; I never believed I would like it, but now that I have started, I love it, as much as you do.”

He didn’t say anything, just looked away for a second. Then he put his arm back around me, looked at my face, and smiled.

“OK, then lets see you really kiss.”

It began again. Before I knew it, he was in my face, his tongue in my mouth. We rubbed each other all over and up our shirts, and our inside legs were on top of each others. We must have kissed for about five minutes before Mark stopped.

“Woa, dude that was close. Any further and I would have blown!”

“I hear ya. Besides, it’s about time for a cigarette.”

We got lit, each taking a good few drags before we continued talking. I began.

“Thank you Mark. Thank you for helping me realize who I am.”

“Charley, I’m happy. I’m happy to have such a good friend and partner now. I can’t wait till we leave tomorrow. But keep this in mind, I cant let it get out that I am... and we are... We’ll have to be careful.”

“Oh I know Mark. I already know that I’ll have to not even talk about this at all. Imagine what would happen if my parents found out if I smoke and that I’m also gay, in the same day. It’s gonna be hard, but I’ll manage.”

We held hands all the way home. I planned to stay over his house that night, and me, Mark, and Jeremy would pick up Justin on the way out of town. As I opened the door to get out, Mark kept hold of my hand, and pulled me back to him.

“I’ll be back at seven.”

Then he planted a little kiss on my lips.

“Sharp,” he said, winking.


With that I was out of the jeep and he was gone. Boy, I could hardly walk strait with such a hard on. I went in the front door and strait up the stairs to my room. I shut the door, pulled out my reds and lit up. It wasn’t long before I blew a monster load all over myself. I stubbed out, got a shower, and then had another cigarette before Mom came home. We had to have a long talk along the lines of being careful with my money and not forgetting to brush my teeth. Don’t worry Mom, I know how to disguise my smoking. Yea, it was just over a day of sneaking but I hated it already. But I remembered what Mark said, to just be patient.

I let Mom know I’d be staying at Mark’s tonight and that was fine. Excellent, I thought. I still had to pack, though. God even Mom couldn’t leave me alone for that. She kept yelling up the stairs saying don’t forget this and that and all. Good thing it was almost seven; I wanted out of there so bad. Dave came in while I was waiting at the front door for Mark. I could tell he was jealous of me. Serves him right I thought, for all those times I stared at him going out the door to a party or something I wasn’t invited to. Now it was my chance to actually become someone I liked, and I wasn’t going to be Mommy’s boy anymore.

[brady234]

Charley- just wanted to tell you how much I am enjoying these stories. Please keep them coming!!