Chapter 2

The sun was already making it warm and as Andy sat in his ’67 black corvette, he wondered just what the hell was he going to do now. He had already looked under the hood at the gleaming engine, and he still couldn’t find a reason for all the steam that had made him pull off to the side of the road. He had kicked one of the huge tires and his toe hurt but more than that, his pride was dented.

Andy leaned against the hot side of his t-top corvette, his mind wondering if it had been worth all the ‘disagreements’ to have the car he wanted. His father had wanted him to have a brand new Mercedes but he just wasn’t into that showy stuff. Besides, he figured there would be more than one or two already at the prestigious Henry James Academy. Damn, he wished he could of gone elsewhere, but it was a so-called family tradition and he was stuck with the choices made for him by his family.

He guessed that at least they hadn’t insisted on him having a private room either, one of the perks of being one of the richest students at the prestigious school, he had won that engagement as well as the one over the car, so maybe he shouldn’t be so critical of his parents. After all, they were giving him advantages that millions never got and as he leaned on the car, he wished they would just give him one more advantage, one more choice, but he knew they would never relent on that issue. After all, he was a ‘Taylor’ and according to the family tree, they came from proud stock that could trace the family lineage all the way back to times in England.

Cooling down from his anger, he decided it was time to get some help, and as he turned to reach into the car to get his cell phone, he spied the two young men sauntering down the roadway. Great, he thought, just what he needed was for two locals to see him stranded and make fun of the rich kid. He had never really gotten used to that type of ridicule, even when he attended a private high school. It always seemed like someone had a gripe about the rich, or made some snap judgement about him, simply because his family was wealthy. In many ways, they at least had it simpler, they didn’t have to uphold any standards, all they had to do was study not worry if the study partner was socially in their league or if the subject would be socially embarrassing or politically incorrect.

Maybe that was why he was gay? Maybe it was to rebel from the staid background of his family’s puritan traditions? He wondered more and more as to why he felt attracted to other males, if it was really a choice or was he just born with this irregularity? There really had been no one to discuss it with, and hell, he really wasn’t all that sure if he was gay or not, just, well just that his eye always seemed drawn to a males crotch, not a females various attractions, and he always seemed to feel a sort of excitement at checking out the groin.

Shit, there he was again, dreaming about what might be or not when he should be wondering if the two guys walking towards him were going to either razz him, rob him, or just ignore him. He should be more ready, and he felt the sweat on his palms as the two young men came closer. Andy saw that one was tall and the other short, but both of them looked like they could easily be poster boys or hot male models.

The short one seemed to be so assure of himself, the way he walked, his long blond hair glittering from the sun’s rays and he seemed to just hold himself in the way that models posed for magazines. Looking closer at him, Andy could feel his body once more trying to convince him that guys were what it wanted. His groin hurt, and he moved one hand down to adjust his crotch, hoping no one would notice the bulge in his own jeans.

His eyes switched to the tall one, and he felt his muscles tightening as he saw a gorgeous tall blond, his muscles actually rippling as he walked, his pecs moving up and down and the way the t-shirt clung to his well developed chest made Andy start to sweat even more. He squinted a little as he saw the coverall sleeves that were tied around his waist flop from side to side.

Watching the tall one walk made Andy squirm a little against the hot metal of his car. God, he sure would love to know what those coveralls were covering, hell it would be interesting to find out and looking at the handsome face, he could feel his own needs aching even more. As he struggled to push aside those wild thoughts, he couldn’t get it out of his mind to wonder what it would take to get those coveralls off the tall boy. That idea made him lean forward a little, clench his fists a bit tighter as he remembered how close that type of idea had almost gotten him exposed back at high school.

Andy didn’t need to start college with some townie running around telling tales about the rich kid who tried to buy his body, but shit, it would almost be worth it, he thought, as the two came up to the car and stared at him. Looking at the tall one’s eyes he felt like he was being checked out, just as he had been doing and it made him uncomfortable, but also aroused his interest.

Kip “Need any help?”

Andy “Yeah, any garages around here?”

Kip “Yeah, up the road about 3 miles, what’s the problem, maybe I can help?”

Andy “You know cars? I mean, this is a classic, and, well, uh…”

God, the guy looked so hot, and here he was already insulting him when really all he could think of was what would it take to find out just what he looked like without those damn clothes.

Jesse “Hey we are just offering to help, if you don’t want it, hey no skin off our ass”

Jesse’s voice had a real edge to it and Andy stared at him, not sure just what to do. Once more, he had found himself starting the argument, or so it seemed to him. Christ, why couldn’t he just accept that not everyone was an asshole, or more to the point, not everyone had a stupid complex like he obviously did.

Kip “It’s cool Jesse, I’d be the same if someone asked about my mustang, so uh, my name is Kip, this is Jesse, and I work up at the garage, so want me to take a look?”

Andy looked back at Kip and saw the warm smile across his face. God he was so handsome, bet he had a thousand girls hanging off his every word back in town, but shit, it sure would be nice to wake up to him every morning. Mind you so would the short one.

Andy “Yeah thanks, sorry, I guess I just, well, I really had to fight the old man for this car, it is kind of special to me, sorry for sounding like a jerk”

Kip “No sweat, so uh, what happened?”

Kip and Jesse walked across the dusty highway to stand by the front of the corvette and stared down at the engine, which looked normal. You could sense the power though, as if it was just resting, waiting to pounce like a lion in the jungle.

Andy “Well I am not sure, was driving and it just started smoking from the front, pulled over and turned it off, then, well, I didn’t want to go far, plus there was a ton of water leaking”

Kip looked down and saw that all the hoses looked okay, and he bent in further, starting to push the hoses. He checked the main radiator hose and found it soft and then he looked closer and felt all down the hose.

Andy watched him feeling the hose, the way his hand just wrapped around the thick black hose and he shivered a little. Christ he was getting to be a pervert, thinking how nice it would feel if he was the hose and he didn’t even know the guy, and he shifted a little, and found himself rubbing up against Jesse

He turned at the contact and found himself looking into the swirling sea green eyes of Jesse. He could see the small flicker inside, the hint of excitement promised, if he dared and he shivered again, not sure if what he saw in the eyes were for him or for Kip. Small smiles crossed Jesse’s face as Andy found that Jesse didn’t move his leg away, or back away; in fact, it almost felt like he was pushing back.

Kip stood back up and turned to look at Andy and Jesse. He noticed how Andy seemed flustered and Jesse had a strange look in his eyes as well. It really was somewhat weird, to see Jesse leaning next to Andy, the way he seemed to be taunting him in a way, but maybe that was just his imagination, after all he was too infatuated with Jesse to really be impartial.

Kip “Looks like your water hose sprung a leak underneath, the hose itself is pretty soft, should be replaced, if you want, you can make it to the station without too much trouble, I can tie a rag around it to get you there, but that’s the best I can do”

Andy was trying to concentrate on the words, but the pressure of Jesse’s leg against his was giving him some wild feelings that seemed to be shouting at him, even though he knew no one but he could hear the raucous words. God, he had to do something about this constant preoccupation with guys, after all according to his father, he was being married in two years. That thought quickly brought his state of arousal down and he could feel that constant companion of his, frustration and anger, returning to fill his mind.

Andy “Great, uh sure it’ll make it that far? I mean I don’t want to damage anything, maybe I should just get it towed?”

Kip “Well, I guess towing it is the safest, kind of a waste of money though, it is only 3 miles to Boone’s, but really, you still got enough water in the rad, and as long as you take it slow, shouldn’t be any trouble at all”

Andy “Okay, uh, thanks, so just straight up the road then?”

Kip “Yep”

Andy “Thanks, uh, what do I owe you?”

Kip “Huh? Oh shit, nothing, just leave the rag with Boone, besides its his”

Andy “Well, uh, thanks, uh sure I can’t give you something for your troubles?”

Kip “Nah, we were just heading home, not like it was any big deal, but thanks anyway, and you won’t have any problems, Boone is a top notch mechanic, so if you ever need anything, just remember him”

Andy felt like he couldn’t just let it go, there was something about both of them that was making his heart race and sweat bead up all over him. He could feel the stains growing under his armpits already and it really wasn’t very warm yet. Also, Jesse still had his leg close to, which was making him feel things he wished he could ignore.

Andy “Uh, maybe I can give you guys a lift home? I mean unless you have something else to do, I mean, least I can do for your help”

Jesse “Well, does beat walking, right Kip?”

Kip “Yeah, but, well what the hell, if you are sure”

Andy “Yeah, I am, say look, maybe if you want, we can stop and get some breakfast? I don’t know of any place, but if you would like…”

Kip “Uh, well the diner is open, but uh, I’ll pass if you don’t mind, you want anything Jess?”

Jesse “Uh, no, not really, the ride is fine”

Andy sensed that there was something wrong, Kip seemed to be a bit red and he felt Jesse move his leg away and he could see that he was shuffling his feet a little. He didn’t understand it, and at first he thought that maybe they just didn’t want to be seen with a rich kid from the academy, but as he watched Jesse keep his head down, glancing at Kip, it dawned on him that maybe they couldn’t afford to eat at the diner.

Andy “Uh, look, I really would like to thank you guys for helping me out, how about you at least let me spring for breakfast? I mean, really, you have helped me out here, and well, I hate owing people, so how about it?”

Jesse “Well, seems like a lot for putting a rag on a hose man, but I guess I could handle some breakfast, how about it Kip?”

Kip looked at Jesse and he could see that there was bit more to what he had said. It slowly dawned on him that maybe Jesse hadn’t eaten for a bit and the offer of a free meal was attractive. He didn’t really want to take the offer, but he had a good idea of what he had left in his refrigerator and just how much money he had in his pocket as well.

Kip “Does seem a bit much, but guess it does beat what I got at home, you sure man? I mean really, it is no big deal what I did”

Andy “Yeah, I really would like to, besides, gives me a chance for putting off registering for a little longer”

Jesse “Not into school?”

Andy “Oh I don’t mind, just didn’t really want to come here”

Kip “How come?”

Andy “Long story, tell you at breakfast if you are really interested”

Jesse “Hell, love a good story, got lots of sex and violence in it? Haha”

Kip “Shit Jess that all you ever think about?”

Jesse “Nope, cars too”

Andy couldn’t believe the banter and it made him feel a little sad. Never had he been able to get close enough to anyone to have the type of relationship where you could just joke around. Everything had a purpose, and his family made sure that he only associated with those who could serve the family’s purpose. It was the biggest regret of his young life, and the biggest obstacle. He really didn’t know how to act with strangers like Kip and Jesse but something made him want to be in their company.

Jesse crawled into the back behind the seats, his head poking between Kip and Andy’s head as they headed up to the garage. Andy tried to concentrate on the road but the aroma of Jesse kept his mind wandering. He realized that Jesse needed a bath and judging by his clothes, he concluded that Jesse had been on the road for a bit while Kip seemed to be just who he said.

They made it to the garage without any difficulties and Kip directed Andy to park just in front of the service bay. He climbed out and walked over to talk to Boone. When Kip had gotten out, Jesse climbed out from the back and sat in Kips seat, feeling the warmth and he turned his attention to Andy.

He liked what he saw, the tall preppie was rather nice to look at, and other than being a bit nervous around two townies, he seemed like he could be a nice guy. Jesse could feel the tension in Andy and he wondered what his story was, but he could tell the kid had money. The car was clean, despite having come a fair distance, and the luggage in back was definitely first class stuff. Yep, this kid had money and maybe a secret yen as well, if that leg touching back on the road was any indication.

Andy could feel Jesse looking him over and he felt a slight tug of fear on his heart. He felt like he was being sized up, like a mark before the sting, yet inside he fought that thought, feeling like Jesse and Kip were different than some of the other’s he had met in the past, like that asshole Kevin back in High School.

He was startled by the sudden bark in his ear and he sort of jumped back, his elbow hitting Jesse’s arm and he felt the arm press back, as if to just touch him, and he felt sweat forming on his forehead as he stared into the face of Boone. Andy didn’t know which was more terrifying to him, the pressure of his arm against Jesse’s or the dark face that stared at him with narrowed eyes.

Boone “Kip says you from that fancy school down there”

Andy “Yes Sir, well, I will be, haven’t registered yet”

Boone “uh huh, well we don’t get much of your sort up here, sure you want us to fix your fancy car here?”

Andy “Yes Sir, I mean, if you don’t mind, I can afford the repairs Sir, if that is of concern”

Boone “No, I know you boys can afford all these fancy toys, just this isn’t the sort of place your friends like to have working on their fancy automobiles, Kip says he’ll do the work so the hose costs $18 plus tax, you want to use a credit card or cash?”

Andy “Cash if you don’t mind, but I can use a credit card if you prefer”

Boone “Nope, cash is fine, $18 then sonny, and you can work out the cost of installation with Kip here, seeing as how he’s off the clock”

Andy “Thank you Sir, uh Sir?”

Boone was starting to walk away when Andy’s questioning call made him turn around. So far, he hadn’t seen much to be impressed by, just a scared young kid in a fancy car that most likely had no idea what it cost, just another gift from rich parents who thought fancy cars and money was the way to be a parent. He had seen it all these last few years, even back in the Corps he had seen it, but at least there, the money didn’t have any real effect. It really was funny actually, to see how some of those rich spoiled kids turned out when the money and phoney airs were stripped away.

Boone “Yes? What is it?”

Andy “Uh, well, sorry Sir, but uh, why don’t the other kids come here? Kip uh says, well, he says you are a top notch mechanic”

Boone “He did, did he? Well, nice of him to say, so you want to know if maybe I charge too much or something?”

Andy “No Sir, sorry, I was just curious, I mean, I am sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude, just that, well I know that this car needs proper care, and the fancy franchise places don’t impress me, that’s all”

Boone “Hmm, maybe there is more to you than I thought sonny, well, I don’t hold for nonsense. I’ll tell you what is wrong, how much it costs, and when I can have it done, my customer’s know I keep my word, most of your friends down there at that fancy school, they think they can drive up here and I’ll drop everything to fix the loose wire on their fancy stereo, don’t work that way here, so if that’s how you want service, like I said, there are the fancy boys on the highway that’ll be pleased to kiss your ass, for the right amount of money”

Kip “Hey Boone, cut him some slack, he’s not like all those jerks.”

Boone “Yeah? What makes you think so?”

Kip “Just know it, he’s okay Boone, honest”

Boone looked at Kip and then back down at Andy. He saw the fear in the kids face, but he saw something else, something that used to make him take that extra second before cutting a recruit loose, something that he never could put a name to, but it was something that made him give the person a chance. He saw that same glint or spark in Andy’s face and besides, Kip had a good head on his shoulders, so he backed off.

Boone “Well, looks like you have impressed the help at least, I guess I can take a chance, your business will be appreciated if you need any, but just remember young fella, don’t call me for an emergency that isn’t a real one, or I’ll not work on your car again, is that clear?”

Andy felt like a young schoolboy being lectured by the headmaster, and it really didn’t feel good. He knew that if his father had been here, he would have gone off like a rocket, but looking into Boone’s face, he came to the realization that while his dad maybe had the money and way with words, that he wouldn’t get anywhere here. For some unknown reason he felt comfortable in that knowledge.

Andy “I understand Sir, but, well, Sir, I am not those others, the ones you are referring to, and well, uh, I know this may sound impertinent, but I don’t believe I should be judged without at least a chance at proving myself.”

Boone looked at the young man and he could see that Kip was watching him closely. Not only that, but his friend from this morning seemed to be holding his breath too, and yet it was like he was almost waiting to laugh aloud. Well he did have to give the preppie boy credit, he didn’t really look like the type to speak out but then first looks were deceiving.

Boone “I see, well you have your chance young fella, so I guess we’ll see, and you are right, it is impertinent, but then again, sometimes you do have question authority, the trick is knowing when, well, I can’t stand here all day chewing the fat, Kip, he’s all yours, don’t be late for your shift either”

Kip “I won’t be”

Boone walked away and Andy heard Jesse whistle a low call and he turned to see him smiling and shaking his head. Kip just smiled and proceeded to pop the front hood so he could start to get the hose replaced.

Jesse “Man you got balls, say that for you.”

Andy “Huh? Oh, Uh, I really didn’t mean to be rude”

Jesse “Yeah right, shit man, you just might be alright after all”

Andy wasn’t sure what Jesse meant but he noticed that Jesse still had his arm resting up against his and he got a bit red in the face as he stared into Jesse’s eyes. He could feel him staring at him, as if he was trying to read Andy’s mind and it made him feel like he was naked. The idea of being naked with Jesse though felt rather exciting, and he could tell his body was also thinking the same.

Jesse “So, how old are you Andy?”

Andy “18, just, you?”

Jesse “19, what’s your major?”

Andy “Not sure yet, economics most likely, least that’s what my parents want”

Jesse “Yeah? What do you want though? Or, is that not allowed in your circle?”

Andy felt like Jesse was testing him, trying to see how far he could push, and yet maybe he really was interested. Something about the way he spoke, like everything had a second or hidden meaning. Was he asking if he majored in school or in other things? Was he here to do daddy’s bidding or did he have his own agenda? Damn, why couldn’t life just be simple, why couldn’t he for instance just come out and say that Jesse attracted him physically, or that Kip did? Why did he have to always play the game?

Andy “I don’t know yet, but no, if I want some other major, I’ll do it, I am not some mamma’s boy”

Jesse “Sorry, didn’t mean to make it sound like that, guess I am just a typical townie”

Kip “Like hell you are Jess, give the guy a break will you, after all, he is buying breakfast”

Jesse “True, so how long you going to be there Mr. Mechanic”

Kip “Not long, if you will keep your yap shut and let me work”

Jesse “Haha, okay, I get the hint, so hey Andy, how long have you owned this car?”

Andy “Since June, my graduation gift”

Jesse “Really? Wish I had gotten one of these but then I never did graduate”

Andy “No? How come?”

Jesse “Long story, maybe tell it to you one day, kind of wish I had finished though, not easy getting work without one, even to just push crap around, hey Kip you finish high school?”

Kip “Nope, had to go to work, but I am working on my equivalency, you should give that a try Jess”

Jesse “Yeah, maybe if I can find a place to stay and a decent job”

Kip “Yeah, not much around here though, except at the granary, or maybe over at the feed place, well, this is done, just gotta fill up the radiator now”

Jesse “The feed place hiring you think?”

Kip “Might, you could phone from the diner, if we are still going there that is? Andy?”

Andy “Yeah, sure, if that is where you want to go, is the food good?”

Kip “Yep, best in town really, like good old fashioned home cooking, and they aren’t cheap on the helpings either”

Jesse “Great, cause I am starved, well, sort of I guess”

Andy could see the hungry look in Jesse’s eyes and he felt a small pang of sadness. Here he was, never knowing what it was like to never be able to just get what you want, things like food or clothes never were a concern for him and yet here were two guys who it seemed knew exactly what it meant to not be full after each meal.

It was strange really too, to be in the company of these two guys, both who were making him very horny, and yet he felt like they weren’t out of his league, he felt comfortable listening to them talk to each other, or to him, not like when he was with his so called friends from school. He never really got used to all that phoney talk and yet it was his life.

There was a part of him that wished he could have friends like Kip and Jesse seemed to be, but he had always thought that the reason he didn’t was due to his own inadequacies. Somehow, sitting next to Jesse, feeling his warmth and smelling his scent, he wasn’t so sure that it was his fault. He liked the feeling of being close with someone where you could just talk, not worry about what you said or how it would be taken.

Andy “Well I don’t know about you guys, but I plan on ordering everything on the damn menu, I am starved”

Kip “Really? Well the diner serves good food, should fill you up, and it looks like its all done here, we can go now”

Jesse “Great, I am dying for a hot cup of coffee”

Kip “Yeah, me too”

Andy “Hope you want more than that, maybe I can twist your arms to have maybe bacon and eggs or something a bit more filling?”

Jesse turned to Andy and smiled at him, wondering if Andy was maybe looking for more than just bacon and eggs? If he was alone he might just try to see if he couldn’t wangle a date or something, but he didn’t want to risk it, not with Kip right there, and besides, he really didn’t feel all that desperate.

Kip couldn’t help but notice the way Andy kept checking Jesse out and he felt a bit jealous, but then Andy also was checking him out too which was flattering to him, thing was, he rather wanted Jesse to himself. Not only that, he was hoping that Jesse wouldn’t freak out and judging by the way the looks were passing, there was a good chance that Jesse did swing his way, but he just couldn’t be sure if it was real or Jesse was just taunting Andy.

Breakfast had passed with conversation about cars and loads of hot home cooked food. Andy was true to his word, ordering a great deal of food which somehow he just couldn’t get through on his own, so both Jesse and Kip were enlisted in helping to finish the plates of greasy bacon, fluffy pancakes and of course, steaming mugs of deep rich black coffee.

The drive to Kip’s trailer was spent with all of them trying to contain their burps, but it never really seemed to work which only brought laughter and the occasional quip. Everyone was in a light-hearted mood as the three just enjoyed being full. Andy was a little uncomfortable, after all he had eaten only a short time before meeting Kip and Jesse, but he was enjoying the company.

Kip’s trailer was lodged on a small pad behind a grove of trees off the secondary gravel road. Parked off to one side was a beautiful mustang, gleaming in the sun’s morning rays and both Jesse and Andy remarked on how it looked which brought a nice smile to Kip’s tired face. He hadn’t felt this full in a long time and he knew that the bill had gone over $40 but it didn’t seem to phase Andy one bit. He wondered just how rich was the kid but then, it really didn’t matter, as he seemed to be cool with things.

After giving Andy directions to get back to the main road and how to get to the Academy, they watched briefly as the black corvette headed off, a tentative reunion scheduled for Saturday planned. Jesse had been the one to suggest they all get together and the look of pleasure on Andy’s face was almost too much for Kip. He thought the guy was going to hug them both and it was then that he realized that Andy was just lonely, and not just because he was in a strange town going to a new school.

Kip could understand that feeling, after all it was how he had spent most of his life, still was actually because he just really didn’t have time to socialize. His work at the garage or the occasional shift at the diner plus his strip routine left him little time to play, and what little free time he had was generally booked by his need to make money. That always seemed to mean turning a trick or two, and he had to admit, he was lucky in that he had a steady group that he could call on for that, but still, he wished he could just toss $40 down like Andy, and he wondered if he would ever reach that goal.

Jesse “Hey bud, where you at?”

Kip “Huh? Oh sorry Jess, off dreaming I guess”

Jesse “Yeah? Would be nice to be in his shoes, but then again, I don’t know, seems like he’s a pretty lonely kid for someone with all that dough”

Kip “Yeah I was thinking that too, seems okay though”

Jesse “Yeah, so, come on, show me this magnificent palace of yours, especially that hot shower, man I reek”

Kip “Oh you noticed did you? Haha, okay come on, enter the palace of palaces”

Jesse “Hey, compared to where I have lived this last little bit, it is a palace”

Kip “Really? Things that bad?”

Jesse “Well, yeah sort of, but not now, hell I got a full belly of some good food, and a chance at a hot shower, what more could a guy ask for? Well okay, maybe some action, but hey, that’ll come too, I hope”

Kip had been walking up towards the door, when he heard that last comment and as he opened the door to let Jesse pass inside, he could see that glint again in Jesse’s eyes. Was he making a play? He wasn’t sure but just the idea of him and Jesse had started to make his groin ache once more. Damn, he had to be a pervert, the way he kept turning back to thoughts of doing Jesse. If he wasn’t careful, he knew he would expose his secret and then how could he help his family out?

As he brushed past Kip on his way inside of the medium sized trailer, he felt the electricity that seemed to spark between them. His eyes noticed the sudden bulge that grew at Kip’s crotch and he smiled, feeling his own cock stirring inside and he wondered if maybe that ‘action’ wasn’t that far off.

Trouble was, while having casual sex for money or stuff wasn’t all that bad, he really did want to have more out of life than to say he had done that person, or been with that person, or for that matter, need a calculator to figure out just how many times he had sex. He wanted a life, something that meant less time at bars, and less time standing on cold street corners, waiting for some old bastard to come along with $20.

Looking at Kip, he had seen someone that always made him feel good. He couldn’t really explain it to himself, but his memories of school weren’t the best either. He was always in some group, some clique but whenever he was around Kip, he felt attracted to him but he also felt like he never had to act, never had to put up a front, and no one else had ever quite managed to make him feel that way. Seeing him again, at the garage and spending the morning hours with him had rekindled that feeling, and despite all that happened to him, he really did want to have that type of feeling again.

Kip “Now who is off in dreamland? Come on, it isn’t that bad is it?”

Jesse “Huh? Oh, shit, sorry, no really it is nice, I mean, this is really nice, it feels like a home”

Kip “You think?”

Jesse “Yeah, I do, I mean it really does, you have anyone who helps you clean or what?”

Kip “Yeah right, the maid comes on Tuesday and Friday, haha no, just me, guess I picked it up from my mom”

Jesse “Cool, no girlfriend that sneaks in to help? Haha”

Kip “No, no girlfriend, uh, don’t really have time for all that, hard enough to just get to work on time, never mind dealing with a girlfriend”

Jesse turned and stared at Kip. He saw how he hung his head and was doing everything but look at him and he felt a slight tug on his own heart, wondering if Kip was just as lonely as he was or as that new kid, Andy was? He shook himself, realizing that he was falling for Kip and that would only complicate his already complicated life. Could he really have a relationship in his own hometown? He doubted it, specially the way the town was so fucking homophobic and he couldn’t risk anymore negative attention, he didn’t think he could survive any more bar fights.

Jesse “Yeah they can be a handful, so what’s a place like this cost you?”

Kip “$400 but that’s for everything”

Jesse “Seems bit steep, but that’s heat and all?”

Kip “Yep, old man Winslow owns the property, in the summer I have to feed the stock in the barn on Sunday and Monday but that is just about over with”

Jesse “Sounds good, so uh, how come you short of money, I mean, you got some hidden habit no one knows about?”

Kip “Huh? Oh, no, don’t bother with that shit, occasional beer but uh, well I help out with the kids and Mom, welfare just doesn’t really cover things, specially medicate, man the cost of pills and shit, either you buy the pills or food it seems”

Jesse “yeah they get you either way, your mom has gotten worse huh?”

Kip “Yeah, she has a few good days but they are less and less”

Jesse “Man that must suck, so you’re the big bread winner huh?”

Kip “Try to be, with school starting in a week, well the girls need new stuff and Bobby’s been growing like a weed”

Jesse “So, uh, how come you don’t live with them?”

Kip “Welfare, they said if I was living there, then Mom would get less, I mean the welfare bitch was a real cunt too, so here I am, besides, it does kind of give me my own space, so it really isn’t all that bad”

Jesse “I suppose, well, show me this shower, I gotta get rid of this stench man, how you are putting up with it is beyond me”

Kip “Haha, well I must have a cold, it doesn’t seem all that bad”

Jesse “Yeah right, so, you sure its okay for me to crash here for a bit?”

Kip “Sure, I mean there isn’t much but yeah, you are welcome”

They had moved to the back of the trailer and Jesse could see the small shower stall, next to the bedroom area, which was filled with a large bed. There really wasn’t much room for anything else but Kip had managed to get a couple of shelves up which he had his clothes on, making the room look real comfy.

Jesse “Must have been a bitch getting that in”

Kip “Oh the bed? Yeah it was, but it was free so hell, couldn’t complain now, could I? Uh, you can crash in here with me or take the couch, uh, up to you”

Jesse “A bed too? You are spoiling me, sure, you don’t mind? I might snore…”

Kip “Well, not like I am really here at nights, and if you do, hell I can always toss a pillow over your face. Haha”

Jesse “Yeah try it bud, well if you are sure, it sure would be nice to sack out on a real bed for a change”

Kip “No sweat, uh, don’t know what you got planned, but I need to crash for a few, have to go and check on everyone before supper”

Jesse “No sweat, I’ll just have a shower and crash too, if that’s okay, I mean, you sure you don’t mind sharing? I really don’t mind a couch, hell it is better than the ground”

Kip “No, it’s cool”

Jesse “Uh, where do you do the laundry?”

Kip “Oh, I take mine home, cheaper than going to the Laundromat, I can take yours with me if you want?”

Jesse “Shit, that’s kind of much, uh, maybe I can tag along? I can do the wash while you do your thing, if you want, I mean, well…”

Kip “You really want to come along?”

Jesse “Sure”

Kip “Okay”

Jesse “Cool, so I’ll do the laundry and you can spend the time doing whatever”

Kip “Thanks”

The conversation seemed to dry up as they both were unsure of what to do next. Finally, Jesse tossed his backpack to the floor and started to rummage inside for a towel when he felt one hit him on the head. He looked up to see Kip smiling and he smiled back, glad that he had recognized him at the gas station. It sure as hell beat running with Shawn.

Kip could feel the hesitation, the uncertainty that Jesse was feeling, and it was sort of weird. For the most part Jesse seemed so self-assured, yet right now he was feeling awkward as he rummaged in his dirty backpack. Thing was, watching him bending over, all he could think of was how nice it would be to be on the other end, filling those nice firm cheeks with his own body.

It was a small trailer, really not meant for strangers, and he realized that maybe Jesse was uncomfortable in stripping for the shower, but the idea of actually finally seeing Jesse nude was making him rather hot. He could feel the sweat starting to drip down from his forehead and back. Just thinking of that was making him hard, and unless he did something fast, he knew he wouldn’t be able to hide his growing erection.

Kip “Uh, I can go wait up front while you get into the shower if you want”

Jesse could see the growing lump in Kip’s pants, which in turn was getting him rather aroused too. The whole thing was becoming too much like a high school flick. Here he was, 19 and feeling like he was just a 14 year old experiencing a hot flash. Shit, Kip looked so damn desirable, and yet why didn’t he just reach out and grab him? He shrugged his shoulder a little, feeling like a coward but he had learnt the hard way. No way was he going to risk a hot shower and an actual bed just to see if his intuition was right or not.

Jesse “If you want, no big deal to me”

Kip “Okay, just thought you might like some privacy”

Jesse “Shit, I don’t ever remember having that, as long as it doesn’t bug you, I don’t mind”

Kip “No, no problem here, uh, besides I am gonna crash”

Kip stripped his shirt off and the coveralls, and he tried to pretend that he wasn’t all that concerned, yet inside, he could feel his heart racing, almost like it was about to burst through. He was sure that Jesse had to hear the loud thundering noise but as he stole a glance at Jesse’s face, he couldn’t see any evidence of that. In a way, he was a little disappointed, wishing that maybe it did matter to the short blond, but either he had perfect control or he just wasn’t interested, which was most likely the case.

The soiled shirt went flying towards the small pile off in a corner and Jesse almost felt like he would pass out. The sudden nonchalant manner almost had him fooled, but the site of Kip’s milky white flesh was too much. It was almost gleaming to his eyes and yet he felt like he was stricken into a pillar of stone, the way his body just seemed to suddenly go stiff. He waited with baited breath, as the coveralls started to go down, part of him praying that Kip wore nothing under them, another part praying that he did wear pants underneath.

He was petrified that if Kip wore nothing, he wouldn’t be able to control his own raging hormones. It was hard enough to see the bare skin of Kip’s back but if it continued beyond, he knew he couldn’t control himself and he would jeopardize a chance at having a decent shower and place to crash for a few nights. Jesse felt a cold chill through his body, almost as if his blood had frozen in place, as he watched the sudden appearance of white, thinking it was flesh but quickly he was able to stop himself from moving, as his mind recognized that it was the faded waistband of a pair of tattered blue jeans.

The realization that Kip wore pants underneath brought a loud sigh of relief to his lips and before he could stifle the noise, he heard it echo in the small part of the trailer. His eyes bulged as he saw Kip’s face turn up and stare at him, a haunting look in them that made Jesse’s heart once more thunder its desire.

Kip “something wrong?”

Jesse “Uh, no, nothing, sorry, guess I ate too much”

Kip “Oh, I’ll be out of your way in a second”

Jesse “No rush, uh, okay if I toss my clothes into that pile?”

Kip “Yeah, it’s the one for laundry, uh, you got anything clean to wear after you shower?”

Jesse was feeling like his dick would burst out of his faded pants. He could barely manage to stand, or so it seemed, as he tried to keep from reaching out and grabbing at Kip, to bring that tall perfect milky white body close to his own aching body. Everything was going too fast for him and he knew that as much as he wanted a hot shower he would have to use a fair amount of cold water or he’d be making a total ass out of himself.

Jesse “uh, no, not really”

Kip “I know they may not fit, but uh, you could try a pair of my jeans, I mean, least they are clean, and there are some clean boxers and socks on the shelf over to your right”

Jesse “Thanks, I can always roll the legs up I guess, might look weird, but it would feel better, thanks Kip, uh, you know, I…”

Kip “what?”

Jesse “nothing, sorry, it is just, well, thanks”

Kip “uh no sweat”

Kip stood up, he had kicked his shoes off and he stood in his stocking feet, and looked rather red in the face. It was almost like he wanted to say something, yet Jesse felt that for some reason Kip was feeling embarrassed. He didn’t quite understand it, but then he was too busy staring at the full package being shown in the faded and tattered blue jeans. The knees were mostly out and he could see thin white thread barely covering the dark material underneath, which had to be Kip’s shorts. God, just staring at him standing there was making his own body ache and he caught himself, before he could make a total ass by licking his lips.

Somehow, he broke the spell that Kip’s appearance had over him and he glanced away, letting his blood cool a little and he knew that for some reason, Kip also had turned away. From the corner of his eye he watched him as he climbed onto the bed, his milky white back turned towards him. Jesse could feel his dick squirming as he saw the firm buttocks wiggle a little inside of the threadbare pants. Images of him running his hand along those firm cheeks, of his body resting against the tall frame of Kip was making him sweat and he realized that he needed to get control before he started to undress, the only trouble was that for some reason he couldn’t get the notion of being with Kip out of his thoughts.

Jesse managed to turn away, reluctantly but none the less he knew he had to or else he would lose it totally. He reached down to pull up his t-shirt, and he felt the warm draft cross his chest, the tiny blond chest hairs matted to his sweating body. He could feel the firmness of his own nipples as his hand passed over them, and he felt the excitement of being in the same room as Kip and about to undress. It thrilled him in a way he hadn’t really felt before and he sighed a little, wondering if there would ever be more.

He tossed the shit towards the corner and he instinctively knew that Kip’s deep blue eyes were watching his every movement. In a way he was flattered, in another, he felt a slight twinge of panic in his heart, as he bent down to roll his pants off his small lanky frame. Every muscle in his legs began to tighten as the image of Kip’s face floated before him. He knew he was watching, and he wished that he had the nerve to turn around and pull his pants down, but he didn’t.

Instead, he slowly pushed his own faded jeans down, exposing a pair of ripped dark boxer shorts. The pants seemed like they didn’t want to come off, and he had to push harder, forcing them down his rather strong legs. Tiny but highly visible blond hairs twirled and moved as the jeans pushed down to his ankles. Jesse tried to kick off the pants, but they bunched up and he had to sit down on the bed to reach and pull them off.

As he sat down, he could feel the soft warm breath of Kip as he heard him breathing. The shallow gasps were making Jesse feel light headed, hoping that the sound was due to some unknown excitement or pleasure that Kip was getting out of watching, but he was too scared to turn around and look. He was cursing himself for his lack of courage as he yanked the jeans from his ankles, and in a single strong motion he tossed the pants towards the dirty clothes pile. His arm flung out and he heard the sound of Kip suddenly holding his breath.

It was getting to be too much for him as he stood up to reach for the shelf and the faded orange towel that rested there. His hand reached up and he could once more hear that sort of sigh or gasp. He wasn’t sure what it was, but the sound of dry lips being licked and moistened was unmistakeable to his ears. He smiled, wondering if he turned around he would find Kip with his hand on his dick or would he turn around and find something else?

All of Jesse’s instincts were telling him that Kip was most likely interested, and yet the pain in the small scar at his side held him from turning around. He had made the mistake before, it had nearly cost him his life and had cost him his family. He couldn’t make the same mistake, not without knowing for sure so he grabbed the towel and wrapped it quickly around his thin waist.

Once the towel was secured, he reached under and dropped his boxer shorts and tossed them over to the pile. He tried to grab a quick glance at Kip but Kip had moved up on the bed and all he could really see were his long full legs. Even that little image was enough to make his heart skip a beat and he could feel the sweat on the palms of his hand as he wrapped one around the front of the towel. The raging erection had almost forced the towel loose from his middle and he knew he didn’t want to explain that one to Kip, even if he was bent his way, he didn’t want to explain it.

With a casual ‘won’t be long’ he quickly left the bedroom area and walked into the small bathroom and tossed the towel over the opaque shower door. Jesse leaned up against the cold shower stall wall, his body trembling as he thought about how close he had been to turning around and reaching for Kip, how close he had come to once more outing himself and putting himself at risk.

Kip’s head was scrunched up against the far wall of the trailer, his back in an awkward angle as he watched the small firm body trod towards his shower. God, the way Jesse looked, he just couldn’t get his eyes off the small frame. He simply was mesmerized by the boy’s body, the way his back looked as he stood up, every vertebra showing up as a solid bulge down his spine, the way the calf muscles of his legs bulged as he moved, or how the two cheeks stretched the faded orange towel. All of it was driving him crazy and he hadn’t even realized that he had unzipped his own pants, the thought giving him a quick flash of panic and fear.

Part of him was wishing that Jesse would turn around so he could see how aroused his presence made Kip, another part of him prayed he would just go straight into the shower so he wouldn’t have to explain to the hunk why he had his pants undone and was sporting a huge erection. God, why couldn’t it be simple, why couldn’t he just open his damn mouth and ask Jesse if he was or if he had ever considered being with another man, why?

Kip knew the answer but it still rankled with him. He had lived here in this town all his life, and he knew that for the most part the people were decent. He didn’t understand it, if a guy stopped a pretty girl on the street to comment on it, the girl was flattered, hell even if it was another girl it was acceptable, or a girl telling a guy he was hot, but shit, let another guy tell and the world had suddenly be turned upside down.

Why couldn’t he just turn to Jesse and say to him that he thought he was hot? Why couldn’t he just be honest instead of having to hide his feelings? Life sucked at times and as he heard the water turn on, he sighed, knowing that he was getting in deep, that his casual offer to let Jesse shower and crash was going to blow up in his face, but shit, he was tired of having to hide, it was time he did something for him and the image of a naked Jesse, of hot water steaming around his small body, curling up around those fine solid legs, twisting upwards to float around the washboard stomach and swirl around his pink flesh was too much for Kip, his hand firmly gripping his own solid 8 inches of manhood.

His hand trembled as he reached for the water tap, and twisted it to make the water flow. He jumped as the icy cold spray stung his flesh, rapidly bringing his temperature down and easing the ache he was feeling all over. Jesse shivered as the cold needles of the water splattered against his flesh, and finally he reached out to twist the other knob, to slowly bring the temperature up so he could clean himself and yet still his thoughts were on Kip in the other room.

He was sure he had heard him sigh, and he was almost positive that he had heard Kip’s zipper slide down but he had been too damn chicken to turn and catch him. God, if he had, well maybe he wouldn’t be the only one in the shower right now and that image suddenly flashed before him. Kip’s dirty blond hair hanging limp at the sides from the steamy water made Jesse sigh louder and twist the hot water tap again, raising the temperature higher.

His body seemed to soak up the heat, and yet still he shivered a little as he thought about running his hands through those blond strands of hair, rubbing the shampoo in and watching it all bubble and foam, knowing that if he did he would be staring into the most dreamy blue eyes he had ever seen. To just be able to gaze into Kips eyes, to reach into his soul and see what he really was like made him tremble a little and he could feel the heat rising from his own desire and not so much from the hot steaming shower.

Jesse could remember how Kip looked, how he always had a smile waiting to burst from his face but it rarely did, no matter what and he always wondered what secrets Kip held, even back in junior high and that first year of high school. He had hung with the jocks, but Kip was always a loner, no one really ever bothered much with him and Jesse felt a pang of regret, wishing he had bothered back then, because maybe he wouldn’t be so damn on edge now, maybe now he would have known for sure, instead of wondering.

His hand had found one of his nipples and was gently pinching the firm pink flesh as he thought about Kip and high school. He thought about all the times after gym in the locker room, how Kip would hang back, yet he was always watching, always looking even when he was looking down, you could tell he was glancing around. If only he had the nerve back then to walk up and make real friends with him, maybe he would never have left town, never have found himself on a bar floor with a bullet in his gut, but he hadn’t so why was he suddenly questioning it?

The hot water steamed and slowly managed to get the kinks out, and slowly Jesse started to relax, to let the images of his life fall away and be replaced by one of Kip. He could see the strong legs, the way they just stretched out on the bed, the veins sticking up on top of the bare feet. He wondered what it would be like to rub those feet, to gently caress them between his own hands and as he thought about it, he felt the sudden rise in his breathing, the steady beat of his heart rising as well. All of it came flooding through his mind as the hot water soaked deep into his body.

His hand moved slowly along his chest, feeling the soft blond hairs that were in the centre, and his fingers pushed them around, feeling their tiny strands and he sighed deeply as his other hand started to pat his belly, slowly rolling along the wet flesh, pushing at the rippling muscles beneath. Jesse could feel the muscles moving, changing as his hand started to just rub back and forth, going a little further down with each roll, each completed circle growing wider as he leaned against the shower wall, an image of Kip bending over to push down the coveralls floating across his eyes.

As the water splashed gently against his body, he felt his feet sliding forward so as to rest firmly against the far side, his back slid down a bit and he was wedged firmly into the small shower stall, the water now cascading against his face and dripping down his small body. All 5ft 9 ¾ inches of him leaned in the small shower stall, his one hand slowly moving across his chest, gently squeezing his firm pink nipples, the other hand circling his flat stomach, slowly widening its gentle brush to include the darker blond hairs of his groin.

His fingers stopped the circular motion and started to twist around the wet matted hairs that curled around his groin. He felt himself sigh as his fingers poked at the soft flesh under the hairs and he could sense the heat that was rising up from his groin. He could feel the ache in his balls as he thought about Kip, wondering if he ever would get to know him the way he really wanted to know Kip or would he wind up being on the road sooner than he thought. All of it was so confusing but it didn’t stop his fingers from pushing down, to rub gently across the bulging stick of flesh that stuck straight out from his body.

The touch of his own fingers on his hard cock made him shudder a little as he saw the bare back of Kip floating past his eyes. He almost cried out as his hand firmly gripped his hard cock, all 7 ½ inches of hard flesh. As his hand closed around the pulsing organ, he felt his heart start to pound inside of his chest, his body began to rock a little in the small enclosure of the shower and the hot water seemed to just cascade down his body.

Slowly his long eyelashes began to close over his sea green eyes, he saw the image of a dark object, one that nestled on the shoulder of Kip’s bare back and he sighed, wondering what it would be like to run his fingers over the etched carving on what was otherwise unmarred flesh? He shuddered as his one hand pinched hard at his firm nipple, gripping it tight between the forefinger and thumb and squeezing. His other hand was slowly moving up the long thick shaft of his throbbing cock, the tight grip sending tremors of pleasure back into his body and yet all he could think of was the firm jaw, the carved cheeks and the most wonderful blue of Kip’s eyes.

His lips formed Kip’s name as his hand reached the fiery head of his own cock, and started to twist and turn around it, mixing the oozing pre cum with the steamy hot water that flowed all around him. He groaned Kip’s name softly as he pulled back on his hand, coating his throbbing cock with the remnants of pre cum and water and he shook as he heard himself speak the name. It made him ache in places he never thought would ache and his balls swayed under his throbbing cock, wishing they could be slapping up against the solid cheeks of Kip’s firm buttocks.

The sound of water being forced away echoed in the small shower as his hand started to move faster along his throbbing cock shaft, just as images of his own underwear resting on top of Kip’s underwear passed in front of his eyes. He could feel the warmth of another’s body against his own, knowing it was Kip’s tall 6ft 1inch frame and he sighed as he felt the firm flesh, felt the softness of the skin and the power of the muscles beneath. He shook as his mind conjured up more of Kip’s face, the way he smiled when he recognized Jesse at the station, or how his eyes had narrowed when Jesse was leaning close to Andy, and Jesse’s heart raced faster with each passing second.

Images of Kip ran past his mind as his hand moved faster and faster along his aching cock, the drops of water turning to instant steam as they sizzled on his hot flesh and the blood began to boil as it passed through the cauldron of his heart, the thought of holding Kip in his arms, the image of brushing his own thin lips against the full mouth of Kip, all of it made his hand fly along the throbbing penis, making it ache from the burning fire inside of his body. Nothing else mattered and he could hear him crying Kip’s name repeatedly, praying it was only in his mind and not ringing out loudly but no longer caring if it was, as his body began to shake, to tremble to the tremendous desire that was crying for release.

Jesse could feel his muscles tightening, even the one’s in his rectum as his hand roared up and down his throbbing cock. The pain was real inside of his body as he struggled to keep Kip’s image before him, but he was slowly losing focus, as his body struggled to hold back the coming tidal wave. He could feel tears running down his cheeks as he saw images of Kip, saw him bending over the hood of a truck, images of him standing while he filled a gas tank, the eyes always scanning the area, always looking for something and Jesse wished they were looking for him.

As the idea of being the answer to Kip’s search filled his mind, he felt the deep rumble in his belly, and he opened his mouth, hot water filling it as he licked at his lips, his eyes rolled back into his head, and his legs twitched and then began to quake uncontrollably as his blood rushed from every part of his body towards the full bulging organ of his cock and his hand now moved in a blur as his balls slung upwards, their full load of milk suddenly released from the tiny eggs inside of his scrotum. His butt cheeks were clenched tight and every vein in his body suddenly was popping out as his desire for Kip suddenly exploded outwards.

The sound of his cum striking the far metal wall of the shower like a hail of bullets made him jump in the shower stall and his eyes suddenly blinked open and he felt the stream blow past his hand and clenched fingers as more of his hot milk came flooding out of his throbbing cock. He shook and shuddered as his body exploded a third and fourth time and all the time the hot water cascaded down his trembling body, and yet the images of Kip stayed before him, slowly dissipating into the swirling steam of the shower, just as his once hard cock slowly began to soften, slowly began to shrink in size, the blood once more flowing in his limbs and body.

His body jerked and he felt the bed shaking under his buttocks as he opened his eyes to stare up at the ceiling of his trailer. He could vaguely hear the noise of running water as his body shook still and the warm sticky feeling on his hand slowly registered on his fogged brain. The image of Jesse walking towards the showers in the high school locker room began to fade from in front of him and yet his head was filled by the harsh gasping sound of his own breathing.

Kip looked down to see the softening lump of flesh in his hands, his penis, and he shivered a little and quickly glanced around the room, and as he turned towards the hallway, he could still hear the water running in the shower and he sighed, letting the panic subside for a moment as his heart once more slowed down to near normal. He lay there, exhausted and his hand was coated in the dried remnants of his explosion and as he looked down to wipe his hand against his faded jeans, he saw the heavy spots of cum dripping down the side of the trailer, where he had shot his load and he smiled, wishing it had been Jesse’s body that he had exploded on.

He reached down and pulled up a part of his blanket and wiped hurriedly at the wall, erasing the evidence of his actions and then he quickly managed to stuff his semi hard 8 inch cock back into his pants, raising his buttocks a little to reach the zipper and once more make himself look like nothing had happened. Kip could hear the water lessening and he quickly turned away, to face the wall and hide his still obvious bulge and he closed his eyes, thinking that maybe, just maybe, he could summon up the courage to ask Jesse.

As sleep began to overtake Kip, he heard the water shut off and the shower door open. Images of Jesse wrapped in a towel floated before his closed eyes as he sighed again, just as he felt the bed shift, as another body quietly climbed onto it, and lay there. The fresh scent of his own soap wafted past his nostrils and he could feel himself smiling, wondering if maybe one day he would be the one to rub that soap across Jesse’s naked body.

He was approaching the front gates to the Henry James Academy and still all he could think of was Jesse and Kip. Through his entire drive from the trailer to here, all he could think about was being in between the two young men, both of them naked and both of them holding him, kissing his own naked body with their lips, licking at his own naked flesh with the raspy edges of their tongues and it had gotten so bad, that he had to pull over and quickly jerk himself off. That was something he had never needed to do before, but this time he had and he could still see the stain of his cum on the steering wheel, and if he breathed in deeply, he could still smell his own seed, that special scent of a man.

Andy knew that he was heading for disaster but he felt like there was nothing he could do to prevent it. For years now he was pretty sure that he was gay, and even though his actual experiences were limited, he knew that a man’s cock in his mouth or in his ass was what he wanted. He also knew that if his parents ever found out, he would never set foot again in that stately mansion back east, or ever set foot in the summer residence at Martha’s Vineyard, and yet after meeting Kip and Jesse, it just didn’t seem to matter all that much.

He parked his corvette without much thought, and grabbed his suitcase without even knowing it was in his hand. Even knowing that he was still hard didn’t seem to matter as he continued to daydream about the two young men who had rescued him at the side of the road. Only when he walked into his assigned room, did he finally come back to earth as he almost tripped over the bending figure of another young man.

Andy managed to keep his balance and the startled cry from beneath him made him wake up. His suitcase lay on the floor and he realized that he had caused the other person’s suitcase to spill over, dumping all of its contents onto the room’s floor. He bent down, an apology spewing forth as he tried to make amends when his eyes caught the title of one of the magazines that had tumbled out of the suitcase. His words of remorse died on his lips and he felt a strange fear grip his heart as he stared at the smiling face of some bleached blond boy.

Bailey Masters was 5ft 11inches tall and he was petrified of his new life among all the rich elite that surrounded him. Worse, he was to have one of the richest of the students as a roommate and he was scared to death of having to share the room with someone like that. He had hurried to his dorm room to unpack and as he had entered the room he had been stunned by its size.

He had no idea what to do, and he stood there, in the centre of the large room looking at the two beds, the two desks that stood under two very large bay windows, which overlooked a wide expanse of grassy fields. This room was bigger than the living room of his house and he felt totally out of place here. Never mind that he had worked night and day to earn the scholarship that allowed him to register here, or the long hours he had spent working at MacDonald’s to be able to just buy his schoolbooks. All of it seemed so unreal and yet here he was, standing in a dorm room to one of the most prestigious schools in the nation.

It took him awhile to get used to actually being there, and he hadn’t a clue as to which side of the room was his. What if he took the side that his roommate wanted? Would it piss the guy off first thing and make his time here even more miserable than he thought it would be? Deep down he knew it was stupid to worry so much, but it had taken a lot of hard work to get here, and he didn’t want to have to spend his time here apologizing to people, even though he knew most wouldn’t even talk to him, simply because he wasn’t somebody the third or his parents didn’t control some major conglomerate.

Finally, he bent down and undid the rather battered suitcase, stuffed with all his clothes and looking at them, he felt ashamed, nothing there was new or even remotely representing a known name brand other than the cheapest line from Wal-Mart, and yet somehow, it all seemed like it shouldn’t matter. Crouching down, he saw the edges of his magazines, and a frown crossed his face, as he cursed his weakness for bringing them along. It had been his way of showing defiance, at showing the powers that be that he didn’t care what they thought, and yet he also knew it was a false sense of bravado because there was no way in hell that he would have them out where anyone could see them.

Just as he was, considering gathering the magazines up and waiting his time until he could dispose of them, he felt a sudden sharp pain across his back and he felt like he was being shoved forward. He reached out with his hand to stop himself from crashing into the highly polished wooden floor and he felt the edge of his suitcase move under his sudden outthrust hand.

Bailey went sprawling and he could see the contents of his suitcase spill out and he could feel the sun being blotted out by another falling figure. An expensive suitcase came flying past his head as he braced himself and he turned his face around and up.

His deep brown eyes almost popped out of their socket as they stared up into the most amazingly handsome face he had ever seen, including all of the magazines he had managed to look at. The soft powder blue eyes seemed to reach deep inside of him and he could feel his heart suddenly race and pound inside of his chest. It was like being out in the middle of a huge lightning storm, with the deep long scars of blue reaching down to find him and he could feel tiny beads of sweat forming on his forehead as the soft sounds of an apology began to fill his ears.

Just as suddenly as the words started they ended and Bailey’s eyes bulged as they saw the terror in the face above him and he looked at where the soft powder blue eyes had moved to and he felt the fear striking at his heart, his lungs gasped for air and his body began to tremble as he focused on the sight of his magazines sprawled out on the deep rich wooden floor.

Andy didn’t know what to do or say. Panic had him in its icy grip as he saw the smiling face, the bare shoulders and the wispy strands of hair across the well defined chest but what made him quiver in fear was the large thick image of a blood gorged penis that covered the lower half of the front cover of the magazine. He stared at the picture, the naked man and then his eyes narrowed and he stared at the flustered brunette that was staring up at him.

Thoughts of being set up, of being found out raced through his mind and images of midnight calls, of cryptic notes found in his notebooks, or left on his desk or in his locker filled his mind and kept him almost paralysed with fear. It was almost like high school again, and he couldn’t through that so soon, not again, not this fast. He sighed, trying to figure out what was going on when the almost sobbing voice broke through his own fear and panic.

Bailey “please, please, don’t tell, I will get another room, please, just don’t tell anyone, I’ll do anything you want, please, just forget what you saw, please…”

Andy “Huh? Oh, uh, yeah sure, uh, what?”

Bailey “Please, Honest, I won’t bother you, I’ll ask for another room, just please, I worked hard to get here, please…”

Andy “Okay, okay, sorry, it just caught me by surprise, that’s all, okay? No need to get into a panic, is there?”

Bailey “No, no need, look, uh I am sorry, I really am”

Andy “Yeah I heard you, uh, you better gather them up and get them out of site”

Bailey “thanks, yeah I will, uh, you aren’t going to tell anyone?”

Andy “Why? Is it someone’s business? No, I won’t tell anyone”

Andy wasn’t sure, he still had his doubts but the fear that he saw on the other boys face seemed so real, so genuine that the doubts and worries he had lessened a little. He looked at the young man, wondering if he was a plant, if one of his father’s enemies had sent him but no one could fake that much terror so quickly, he could see it in the guys eyes and it had to be real.

Andy “So, what’s your name?”

Bailey “Uh, Bailey, Bailey Masters”

Andy “Well I am Andrew Taylor, I prefer Andy, guess we are roommates”

Bailey “Uh, I guess, uh, you don’t want me to ask for another room assignment?”

Andy “What for? I don’t care what you read, none of my business”

Bailey “Thanks, uh, I didn’t know which side, I mean, do you have a pref… I mean is there a side you would rather have?”

He had managed to gather up the spilled magazines and stuff them back into his ratty old suitcase and he stood there, his head hanging down afraid almost to look Andy in the face, but there was also a growing fire in his belly that he hadn’t felt before. He kept seeing those powder blue eyes and his stomach was doing flip-flops enough without adding this sudden twist to it.

Relief that Andy wasn’t going to rat him out or expose him made him sigh a little but he still felt rather nervous. He couldn’t explain it, but the instant he had stared into those soft powder blue eyes; he had felt like he would just melt. Andy had somehow touched him and he knew that spending time in this room would become very painful for him, as he felt himself falling hard for the tall young man that stood in front of him.