New Year's '96 parts 13 & 14

[Charley]

Part 13

I saw Mark’s headlights coming up the street. I yelled for Mom. She came to the door and slobbered all over me. God, Mom it’s just three days. I said bye and walked out to Mark’s Jeep. He grabbed my bags and placed them in the back seat.

“Is it just me or did that seem like ten hours instead of four?”

“You are so right.” I said, rubbing his leg. He put his hand on top of mine and didn’t let go till we reached his house.

“Dude, remember you can smoke here but that’s all.”

“I know silly.” I said. “Besides we’ll have all weekend.”

“Yea if we can get away from Jeremy and Justin.”

“Justin doesn’t know?”

“No, he doesn’t. And you best not be telling friends about you neither.”

“Why not?”

“I had a buddy back in California, and he was gay. He told a bunch of his friends. Well one thing led to another and one of his friends was put on the spot by his parents and sang like a canary.”

“Oh shit that’s deep.” I said, lighting up a cigarette. Mark did the same.

“Yea it was a whole drawn out affair. All the guys at school teased him after, and nobody or their parents even looked at him.”

“Woa. I guess it’s a good idea to keep it just to myself.”

“Right.” Mark said. “But remember Charley, the time will come when the both of us will have to come clean.”

“I know. Well, that’s a long way off.”

“Enough about the future.” Mark said. “Lets go inside and get warm.”

“Right behind you.”

We went inside and again as soon as I hit the doorway I smelled that sweet smoky smell. I met Mark’s parents once inside. They invited us to sit down, have coffee, and can you believe it? To have a smoke. Well, I lit up without hesitation as soon as I sat down. Mark’s dad was eyeing me up, kinda made me nervous. He was sort of geeky looking, both were come to think about it. They were so close to one another. This was weird in that I’d never seen my parents act this way. Then his dad spoke to us.

“You know, you kids remind me of myself when I was your age. That’s when I started smoking. Mark’s grandpop had a fit when he found out, but he realized he just had to accept me.”

I know how he must have felt. It just made me keep wondering why the hell I had to hide so much. I mean, it wasn’t like my parents were anti, just wished I knew how they could be such hypocrites. I bet if they found out if Dave smoked, they would allow him. But me, no way. I was labeled the good son. Not now anymore. I was actually getting a thrill out of going behind their backs and smoking, and coming out to my new friend. More than a friend now! I couldn’t believe all this. In just two days I became good friends with the coolest guy, started smoking, and came out to myself and to Mark. What a change.

Jeremy came in and joined us at the table. In a while Marks parents went off to bed and about five minutes later, Jeremy pulled out his Marlboros and fired up. We sat there smoking for awhile longer and eventually, he went to bed, and Mark and I went to play some video games. We sat on the floor very close to each other. As we played, we kinda touched elbows and heads when our characters on the game collided. We even started to joke around with the game sexually.

“Don’t yank on my stick dude!”

“Well stop sizing up my team member!”

Eventually, we fell asleep. I was pissed I couldn’t be in his arms, but the sacrifice was worth staying clean. We must have talked and smoked for like four hours into the night, enough to leave about five cigarettes left in that pack.

Part 14

The first thing I saw when I woke up was Mark’s sleeping body. I got such a morning stiff as I lay there looking at his bicep hugging the pillow, his six-pack staring at me. His other arm hung off the sofa, and I imagined a cigarette in his hand. I loved watching him smoke, nodding his strawberry-blonde hair aside, out of his eyes. Just thinking about that made me want a cigarette. And I noticed the ashtray in front of me and remembered it’s cool here. So I lit up. And threw the blanket back over my crotch in case someone came into the living room.

Morning smoke was the best. It was only my third day of course, but I really loved it now. And thinking of Mark like this was natural too. Being gay now was feeling good. I couldn’t believe I was living such a fool’s life and hadn’t been able to figure this out earlier. Then I began to think about this trip. Three days with him, our friends, we could all smoke as much as we want. Damn I was liking who I was becoming.

Mark’s body twitched, and his eyes opened.

“Hey dude.” he muttered in his morning voice.

“Morning.” I said.

“You sleep OK?”

“Never better.” I said, meaning to myself I felt better across from him.

“7:30.” he said. “Just right.” He sat up and reached across the table between the sofas for his reds. I just watched in delight as he lit up and dragged deep on his first smoke of the day.

“Mmmmm.” he said. “Ain’t that the best.”

“Totally.” I agreed.

“Just imagine Charley. Two more days of this. Couldn’t get better.”

“Hell yea Mark.”

“Dude I don’t know about you but I gotta piss like a race horse.”

“You called it.” I said.

We headed to the bathroom in our boxers. We went in together in front of the toilet, pulling out our cocks and began to pee together, smokes dangling. Mark looked down at mine.

“Hot.” he said, pointing his tongue out the corner of his mouth.

“Shh,” I said. “Someone might be up.”

“Oh, sorry” he said, smiling and looking back over. “Dude, be careful, watch the seat.” he giggled as I crossed my piss stream into his.

We dropped our butts in the toilet, he flushed and we went to the kitchen to get some coffee. We sat down at the table and lit up. This was so cool I thought. I’ll probably never be able to do this again in a long time.

“I can’t wait till we get there dude.” Mark said. “You sit like this in the morning at Uncle Frank’s house, you look out the windows into the backyard and there’s always deer in the morning. It’s the coolest thing.”

“Woa.” I said. “This sounds nice and secluded.”

“Middle of nowhere.” he said, letting out smoke. “Oh, do you need smokes before we leave?”

“Yea.” I paused to take a drag. “See?” I opened my pack to show him the three brown filters inside.

“You’re a mighty quick learner.” he said, winking at me.

“Sorry dude I can’t help it.”


“I know what you mean. It’s all good, and it helps for this weekend.”

“What do you mean?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know.” he said, raising his eyebrows.

I just shook my head and took a long haul off my smoke.

He leaned over to me and said in a french accent, “I weel show you good time.”

Well all I could figure is that we would fool around a little. But how with Justin and Jeremy there as well? If one of them found out, Mark’s parents would find out too for sure. And in turn, my parents.

“Mark, we can’t let them know.”

“Relax.” he said. “I know how to get around people. I hid it well since twelve.”

“Is that when you realized?”

“Yea. A guy from school was over and we were doing homework or something. But I remembered when I was with him before, I always had this tingling feeling. Like excitement and horny all in one. So, I knew he was gay, but it never bothered me. Well, we were doing homework, and all the sudden, we were kissing. It was crazy. Like it happened overnight.”

“That’s exactly how it was with me. Like one day I was nervous about being with you, but felt different while you were there. And then yesterday came.”

“Isn’t it funny? I think we’re just lucky to have met.”

“I do too.”

He leaned over again and hugged me. Then I heard a floor creek. Mark quickly withdrew and fixed his chair. Then his parents stepped into the kitchen. God he was good.

“Hi Mom and Dad.”

“Hi boys.” they said. “Did you two sleep ok?”

“Very good.” said Mark.

“You two hungry?” Mark’s dad asked.

Mark rolled his eyes. “Dad, we have to go soon.”

“Well you better get yourselves together. And wake your brother up.”

“OK dad.”

We went up to Mark’s room and took showers. Man what a load I blew in there. I think I was hard from the time I woke up that morning. Mark then went to wake Jeremy up. I put on a old pair of jeans and Mark came back in.

“Dude, take those off.”

“What?”

“Here put these on, and get a blue shirt out of that drawer, and here, this too.”

He handed me a two inch thick leather belt, like the one he was wearing the other day. Then he went into the bathroom before I could say anything. I just put the clothes on like he said. Laced up my boots, and noticed it was hard to move in these tight jeans. My crotch looked a lot bigger too, which I liked. Made me a little horny in fact. I put on the little jacket I got at the mall, and looked in the mirror. Hot! But I was missing something. I got it, a cigarette. I lit one up and took a look around Mark’s room. I laid back on his bed and enjoyed my cigarette. He finally came in from the shower, in a towel. He froze with big eyes as he saw my new look.

“Holy shit you are hot!”

[brady234]

Charlie- this story is amazing. If you get time to post more, I'd love to see them!!