Date: Fri, 3 Nov 2006 09:12:25 -0800 (PST)
From: Micheal Miguel <[email protected]>
Subject: Albuquerque Skaterboys - Part 8

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Albuquerque Skaterboys - Part 8


	LOs Altos Skatepark was teeming with many boys and young men
skating, riding their bikes or simply hanging out together.  It was June
and Albuquerque Public Schools was out for a long summer vacation of fun
and relaxation.  This provided many young males the opportunity to gather
together and share their interest in skating and riding under the hot New
Mexico sky. A bright sun that left many of these active young boys nicly
tanned.
	Among these playful boys was a dark-haired twelve-year old named
Colin.  The thin skaterboy stood near the chain-link fence of the park.  He
looked with anticipation every time the noisy city bus arrived at the
bustling bus stop near the park entrance.  People would get on and off the
transit. But, he was disappointed each time that the person that he was
waiting for failed to disembark.  Little by little, he was coming to the
conclusion that the person he was waiting for would not be showing up.  He
had waited for two long hours so far.
	Colin had his trusty skateboard with him so he tried to do a few
tricks, but he was not very good so he fell off the concrete ramps a few
times.  After a few minor splats and spills, Colin walked over to an empty
bench near a grassy area and sat down to wait some more.  He did not notice
a red-headed boy who had arrived a half-hour earlier.  This other boy sat
at the far end of the park under a large tree.  Upon seeing the dark-haired
boy sit down, the red-haired boy got up and headed towards Colin.  "Hey
dude,," the red-headed boy said to Colin as he walked up, "I saw you
weren't going to skate.  Maybe, I could borrow your board for a little
bit?"  Colin looked at the red-headed boy with brown eyes who was making a
pretty innocent request that was common among skaterboarders.  The new boy
appeared to be the same age as Colin.
	"UH, sure.  Here you go," responded Colin with a casual shrug and
handing his board over to the stranger with rust-colored hair, "Just don't
go too far, okay?  I'm waiting for someone to get her by bus, dude."  Colin
looked the skinny boy over and resumed his vigil.
	"Oh yeah?  Me too, dude," the second twelve-year old said in a
friendly tone, "Oh....don't worry, I'm just skating on this ramp right
here.  Just watch."  The boy with red hair put Colin's skateboard down and
he hopped aboard.  Then, he went down the ramp and began doing some complex
stunts that Colin knew he could not do.  The skateboarding skills of this
other boy were impressive to Colin who was reminded of Sam and his
excellent ability to ride a skateboard.
	The red-headed boy was just a little bigger then Colin.  He was
five-feet and three inches tall and weighed in the area of one-hundred
pounds.  Yet, he had a certain gangly look as if he was slowly stretching
out.  Puberty was not too far away for this young boy.  His expressive eyes
were a chestnut brown and his hair was covered his ears with his bangs
practically down into his eyes.  The new boy had high cheeks bones and a
pointy chin.  A light sprinkling of freckles dotted his cheeks and nose.
The red-headed boy must have looked like an elf as a small boy.
	As the other twleve-year old boy skateboarded up and down the
concrete canyons of the skatepark, Colin continued to wait for his friend
Matt with lessening anticipation.  Colin so desired to hang out together
this afternoon.  Perhpas, even go meet Matt's older friend, Tony.  A
mysterious man whom many of the young boys seemed to want to meet so they
could have a good time in Tony's bed.  Having waited for two hours so far,
The dark-haired boy was wallowing in bitter disappointment leaving a bad
case of heartbreak.  He so badly wanted to spend time with his new friend
especially after having exprerienced an unusual degree of physical intimacy
with Matt the day before.  The incredible sex that Matt and he had engaged
in had left in Colin a bad case of puppy love that had made the waiting
excruciating.
	Sitting on the bench feeling sorry for himself, Colin watched as
the red-headed boy expertly rode his skateboard.  The other boy wore a
green button-down shirt and grey shorts that were worn and ripped.  As for
Colin, he was wearing a red tank-top and really facded jeans.  Plus, a fine
link chain with a small cross around his neck.  Colin's grandmother had
given it to him for Christmas.
	"Hey, dude!" yelled the red-headed boy at Colin who was sitting on
the bench in a mood of self-pity, "This board's pretty good.  Um, you want
to skate now?"  The new twelve-year old boy began unbuttoning his shirt as
he walked towards Colin.
	"Uh, no thanks.  I don't feel like skating right now," said Colin
dejectedly and not really thinking about skating at the moment, "Almost
done?  I'm probably going to get going home soon, I guess."  The boy with
rust-colored hair sat on the bench by Colin.  His green shirt was fully
open and his pale skin was blushed a heavy pink from forehead to
bellybutton from the physical exertion.  sweat glistened on his freckled
face and smooth flat chest.  His red hair was damp from sweating profusely
and it was matted down flat on his forehead.
	"Here's your board, dude.  Thanks for letting me borrow it.  It's
pretty sweet, eh," the young boy with sweat running down his face said
greatfully, "Uh, so I guess your friend never showed up, huh?"  Colin shook
his head sadly as he looked his skateboard over for any scrapes or other
damage.  Another bus came and went, but he did not even bother to look and
see who got off the city transit.  colin felt rejection holding his tender
heart in its mighty clutches.  "Hmmm, that's too bad, homey,.  I think mine
should be getting here soon," the green-shirted skateboarder said with a
touch of understanding, "Hey, what's your name?  Mine's Elijah."  Fighting
off his doldrums and self-pity, Colin looked at the other boy trying to be
friendly with him.
	"I'm Colin," the dark-haired boy said with a bit more life in his
tone, "So, you skate here alot?"  Elijah stood up and stretched exposing
his flat smooth chest broadly.
	"Not really.  I'm waiting for a friend of mind to meet me here.
We're going to another friend's house.  He lives close to here, but I don't
know exactly where he lives.  That's why I need my other friend to show me
where to go," answered Alijah looking around as if trying to spot someone,
"I just moved to Albuquerque so I don't know where everything is at."
	"Me too," Colin said perking up, "My mom and me moved here from
Idaho a couple of months back.  It sucks cause I don't know anyone.  Well,
just my friend who said he would meet me here.  You know, my friend who
never showed up."  Colin said the last part with sarcasm that signaled like
a siren blaring how much he was hurt by Matt not showing up.
	"Uh,...I'm from Pennsylvania," said Elijah noting his new found
friend's touchiness over his friend's failure to show, "So, you want to
hang out awhile?  That way I'm not by myself at least.  I don't know anyone
and you were cool about lending me your board.  At least, I know you're not
a tightass, dude."  Loosening up, Colin let out a little laugh that made
him feel better.
	"Okay, I got nothing better to do anyways," said Colin standing up,
"You skate really good, dude.  Way better then me."  Elijah smiled a
sheepish smile and hitched up his shorts which where slowly sinking
exposing a green pair of boxers with little white snowmen.  Colin looked at
them intently and pointed at the boxers with a "what's up with those" look
in his blue eyes.
	"I know.  I know.  My mom got these for me for Christmas.  She
thought they looked cute.  Kinda sucks for me, huh?"  chuckled Elijah
pushing the novelty boxers below the waistband of his grey shorts which he
had pulled back up to a respectable level.
	"It doesn't matter.  No one will see them anyway," remarked Colin
as he got on his skateboard to begin doing a trick he saw Elijah do.  One
that he thought he might be able to duplicate.
	"Hey, you never know, dude," responded Elijah with a hopeful air
and removing his green shirt completely to wipe off the sweat from his thin
frame, "You never, ever know."
	For about an hour, both twelve-year old boys took turns using the
skateboard trying out various stunts and tricks.  Each fell and scraped a
knee.  Various spills produced playful jeers and whoops of laughter.  Soon,
each boy forgot the original reason that had brought them to the skatepark.
Both young skaters reveled in their just being boys and carefree on a hot
summer day.  Like Elijah, Colin took off his red tank-top and threw it on
the bench with the green shirt.  The physical exertion of playing under the
blazing sun made both fair-skinned boys glisten with sweat.  Elijah was
sitting on the edge of the concrete half-pipe instructing Colin how do to a
one-hundred eighty degree jump without falling face first into the side of
the concrete ramp when a high-pitched voice was heard from the distance.
	"Hey, Elijah!  Over here, dude!" cried the distant voice which was
getting closer.  Both the red-haired boy and the dark-haired boy looked at
the small blonde-haired boy approaching them from the direction of the park
entrance.
	"Oh! Hey, dude," replied Elijah to the nine-year old boy dressed in
white jean shorts and a black t-shirt with a green fist in the back, "What
took you so long?"  The smaller boy wore a blue cap from which tufts of his
golden hair was sticking out.  He looked at Colin standing there shirtless
for a long second and then he looked at Elijah who was also shirtless.
Both bare-chested boys were drenched in sweat.  It gave the two skaterboys
a sleek look especially flushed from playing so hard.
	"I had to take care of some stuff with Julio.  But, I got here,
finally.  Anyways, I think we still got some time to make it," replied the
skinny blonde boy sitting on the bench, "Julio came with me cause he was
headed home this way, I guess.  He's over there."  Elijah looked to where
the small new boy was pointing at and he saw a thirty-five year old
Hispanic man talking to a group of five Latino boys who were a
gangster/skater mix.
	"Julio came with you, huh?" replied the taller boy with red-hair,
"Oh.  By the way, meet my new bud.  He's fucking cool, dude.  Lent me his
board and everything.  Maybe, he could be buds with us, you know?"  In the
distance, Julio left the group of Latino skaterboys and began walking
towards the white skaterboys.  He wore a tight blue shirt and a grey pair
of Dickies slacks.  His hair was black and combed back neatly.
	"I think I know you," said the small blonde boy to Colin who had
seen the new boy and recognized him from the bus a couple of days before,
"You were with Sam the other day, right?"  Elijah looked a bit surprised
that both of these boys had met before.
	"Yeah.  We rode the busy to my apartment.  Played some games and
stuff like that," replied Colin a bit war of the small blonde boy and his
approaching adult friend, "Uh,...I'm Colin.  You're name's...Randy, right?"
By this time, Julio had joined the group of fair-skinned skaterboys where
he stood out because of his paperbag brown skin.  He gave Colin a look of
recognition and a smile that was broad.  He gave the dark-haired boy an
upward not of respect.
	"Hey, homey," Julio said to Elijah shaking his hand street-style,
"So, what's up?"  Randy continued looking at Colin suspiciously.
	"Yeah.  That's me.  Was Sam here today?" asked the skinny blonde
boy looking around as if he was searching for someone.  Julio sat down next
to Randy on the bench as he admired the sweat drenched torsos of the two
bare-chested twelve-year old boys before him.  Colin felt a little
self-conscious that this older man was watching him so keenly.  In some
way, it was uncomfortable.  Yet, he liked the attention.  Elijah would give
Julio a subtle smile and sideways glance that Randy did not see hinting of
a secret message passing between the red-haired boy and the Hispanic man.
	"No.  He hasn't been here at all.  I was waiting for Matt,"
answered Colin picking up his red tank-top and putting it on, He never
showed up though."  Randy laughed and rolled his blue eyes in mock
disbelief.
	"I can guess where he's at," the small blonde boy said giving Julio
a knowing nudge and a look that made the muscular man nod in agreement,
"Well, that's too bad, dude.  Uh,....so you ready, Elijah?  We got to get
out of here, homey."  The red-headed boy had retrieved his green shirt and
he was slowly putting it back on.  Strangely, Elijah buttoned his shirt in
front of Julio was admiring the twelve-year old boy's smooth chest which
was slowly disappearing behind the emerald garment.
	"I guess we better go, huh?" Elijah said as he turned towards Colin
and pulling a red sharpie out of his back pocket, "Dude, let me give you my
e-mail.  That way you can contact me and we can hang out sometime, okay?"
	"Sure," replied Colin happy to have made a new friend, "Uh...you
got something to write on?"  They both looked on around for some paper but
they couldn't find any.
	"Give me your arm, dude," said Elijah taking Colin's skinny right
arm and writing on it, "Just don't wash it till you get home and copy it
down, alright?"  Colin nodded as Elijah finished writing with a broad
smile.
	"Let's go, homey," Randy said in a mocking tone, "You and your new
boyfriend can play games tomorrow."  He gave Colin a devilish look when he
said "games".
	"Fuck you," snapped Elijah irked by Randy's little jab, "Laters,
Colin. Laters, Julio."  Colin just shook his head looking at Elijah who
just gave him a wink as he walked off with Randy towards the park entrance.
The brunnette boy felt uncomfortable being left behind with the tall
Hispanic man who had not said too much so far.  Julio stood up next to
Colin and they both watched Randy and Elijah walk off in the direction of
the Amigo Mart.
	"I'm headed home, little dude," Julio said finally breaking the
uncomfortable silence, "Which way you headed?"
	"I'm going home, too," replied Colin not really wanting to say but
he did so only to be respectful.  The dark-haired boy slowly began walking
towards the bust stop with the slight hope the Hispanic man would not
follow.
	"Cool.  You and me can ride partways I guess," Julio said while
keeping pace with Colin, "Get to be good homies and all the good shit,
huh?"  The twelve-year old boy and the thirty-five year old man reached the
bus stop in silence and sat down on the bench to wait for a bus to arrive.
	"So,...how old are you, little bro?" asked Julio looking at Colin
with an intense curiousity.  The skinny skaterboy was trying not to engage
in any conversation by looking at everything else but the tall Hispanic man
sitting next to him.
	"Uh...twelve," answered Colin matter-of-factly.
	"Got any brothers?" asked Julio methodically without emotion yet
watching Colin's face intently.
	"Um...no.  None," answered Colin coldly feeling more and more
uneasy.
	"Sisters?" questioned Julio still staring at Colin who could feel
his gaze boring into him.  It was making him really nervous along with the
seemingly nonsensical questions that he kept asking.  The Hispanic man kept
asking questions which seemed to make no sense.  Finally, Colin ran out of
patience about letting Julio interrogate him ceaselessly.
	"Dude, why are you asking me so fucking questions?!" snapped Colin
obviously irritated by the constant questions.  Julio broke out laughing
which made Colin feel both confused and angry.
	"What's so funny?! blurted Colin stringing from the unexpected
laughter which he knew was directed at him.
	"You, homey.  You're so fucking uptight its funny," retorted Julio
smiling broadly, "Here you are all scared of me not saying anything like
you're too good and shit.  So, I ask you stuff I don't give a damn about to
see how you jump and you shit your pants.  Now, that's funny."  Colin
rolled his eyes in a way that said "whatever".
	"I'm not scared," mumbled Colin in his defense and not really
wanting to confront this older man who in a way did look quite dangerous.
	"Okay.  So, homey, what's your problem really?" asked Julio looking
slightly more serious, "Cause you and me don't know each other.  So, I know
its not me.  I'm a pretty nice guy.  Ask anybody and they will tell you.
Randy and Elijah could of told you all you wanted to know."  Colin felt his
cheeks burning with shame and guilt over having snapped at Julio and his
silly questions.  Especially now that Julio had made himself out to be the
victim.
	"I don't got a problem.  You just bugged me with all your stupid
questions is all.  Besides, why don't your leave me alone, okay?"  argued
Colin trying to defend himself, "Why don't you go hang out with Randy or
one of those stupid other guys you were talking to."  The young boy's
high-pithced voice cracked as he said those words.  Julio gave the
dark-haired boy a look of amusement then shook his head in an obvious
expression of pity.
	"So. what're you're telling me, little dude, is that you're
jealous," responded Julio with a serious look, "Of me and my other little
homies.  Cause you don't got anyone to listen to you like I do with them,
huh?"  Colin became confused by the older man's reasoning.
	"What's that got to do with it, eh?" Colin shot back defenseively
hoping to get the brown-skinned man off his back and out of his private
life.
	"It's why you're such a little asshole.  Which is fine by me cause
there's no law saying you and me got to be homies.  I'm just trying to be
cool is all," Julio said calmly to answer him, "Anyways, it's your loss,
dude.  Tomorrow, I got Randy coming by to hang out.  The day after someone
else.  But, who do you got to be there for you, huh?  Julio turned his back
on the dark-haired skaterboy.  Colin was dumbstruck because Julio had hit a
raw nerve and he had no coherent reponse so he remained quiet.  The silence
was numbing and seemed to make the minutes unbearably longer until the city
bus creaked to ahalt in front of the unspeaking man and boy.
	The blue city bus opened the loading door and the man got on first
followed by the small skaterboy.  Julio intentionally sat on a window seat
near the front of the bus beside an elderly lady that smelled strongly of
petunias. He kept his gaze looking out the window and did not acknowledge
the young boy as he walked by really slowly.  Colin was so slow that the
grumpy bus driver barked at him to hurry up and take a seat so the bust
could continue its journey up and down Albuquerque.  The young boy sat down
in the back near a young woman who looked really tired.  The Suntran bus
went another two stops before the old woman who smelled of petunias got off
the bus leaving the seat next to Julio empty.  With his stomach churning
due to nerves, Colin got up out of his seat and began slowly walking
forward till he reached the empty seat. by Julio.  The Hispanic man glanced
at the skinny boy impassively and quickly resumed looking out the tinted
window.  Slowly, the twelve-year old boy sat down with his scuffed
skateboard in his lap and said nothing as the bus resumed moving forward in
a great lurch.
	"What you looking at?" Colin mumbled loudly to be heard over the
noises of the public transit.  The man with darker skin stayed silent for
such a long time that Colin was beginning to think that he was not going to
get an answer and that he was doomed to being ignored for the rest of the
trip.
	"Nothing really," Julio said calmly.  It made Colin finally feel
like he was given an opportunity to make amends and prove Julio wrong that
he wasn't a bad person.
	"Oh," Colin said as his mind became a total blank and he was
stumbling for something else to say to keep the conversation going,
"Um....well, that's good, I guess."  Colin told himself that he was failing
miserably and a taste of panic was beginning to flavor his thoughts.  Then,
he saw Julio reach down and pick his skateboard off his lap.  Colin easily
relented.
	"It's a cool board, little dude," said Julio in a more genial tone
that was more polite then friendly, "Needs some stickers to cover up these
scrapes.  Right here and here, too."  Julio pointed out to Colin the long
gashes he was referring to as he spoke.
	"I'll ask my mom to buy me some when she gets paid," responded
Colin feeling a bit better that Julio was conversing with him.
	"No dad?" asked Julio curiously looking directly into the deep blue
eyes of the young skaterboy sitting next to him.  Colin shook his head.
The twelve-year old boy looked sad for a moment then leaned back in his
chair quietly.
	"That's too bad.  At least, you got your mom to greet you when you
get home, little dude," Julio said sympathetically.
	"She's at work right now," Colin said in response sounding still
sad, "She went in at three and won't get out till tonight around midnight.
It's cause the hospital doesn't got enough people to work."  Colin stared
ahead looking sullen because he was realizing how alone he really was.
	"She leave you some dinner already made for you to warm up?" asked
Julio in a slightly concerned voice.
	"Microwave dinners mostly," answered Colin staring at his shoes
morosely as the bus bounced up and down.
	"Well, let me buy you dinner at your stop," Julio proposed in his
normal tone, "That way we can get to be homies, okay?"
	"That's alright.  You don't really have to buy me dinner,"
stammered Colin politely trying to refuse the friendly offer from the
brown-skinned man sitting next to him, "It's okay.  I like microwave
dinners."
	"That's right, little dude.  I don't have to, but I want to," Julio
corrected the young white boy, "It's what homies do for each other.  You
just don't have anyone doing nice stuff for you.  So, it scares the hell
out of you."
	"Well...I feel bad letting you pay for me," Colin said trying not
to sound ungrateful, "My mom gets mad if I let other people buy me stuff."
Julio shrugged.
	"If you got to pay me back, then give me one of those frozen
dinners you were going to eat," replied Julio sounding like he had solved
an easy puzzle, "That way I get to buy you dinner and you can feel cool
that you gave me a dinner back as a payback.  That's fair, right?"  Colin
felt his weakening resistance to the invitation collapse under the clear
compromise Julio had just proposed.
	"Yeah.  I guess we can do that," said Colin finally relenting.
	"Cool.  So, where do you want to get off, homey?" asked Julio
sounding like his usual upbeat self.
	"Ummmm...right here," answered Colin noticing the stop coming up
next, "You want we can eat at the Frontier.  It's pretty good and it
doesn't cost alot either."  Julio and the young white boy with bright blue
eyes prepared to get off.
	"Son't worry about the cash, little dude.  I got enough," Julio
said confidently, "I do like the Frontier.  Its got good chile."  Julio
rubbed his stomach.
	The creaky blue bus stopped in front of UNM bookstore and Julio and
Colin got off.  Both man and boy crossed the busy street with a gaggle of
college students to reach the Frontier restaurant to eat.  Since it was
close to late afternoon, the restaurant was very busy.  After getting their
food and a table, Julio and Colin spent their dinner in quiet conversation
about Colin's former life in Idaho and how New Mexico was different for
him.  Slowly, the brunnette boy found that he enjoyed the older man taking
an interest in him.  Colin liked having a grown man just listening to him
speak.  Especially, when he said something others his age might find stupid
or uninteresting, Julio would actually listen.  He had a way of picking you
up and casting your worries aside.  To Colin, it was refreshing like the
sun burning away the fog.  After finishing their delicious meal, Colin
walked with Julio back home to his small apartment a couple of blocks away.
Colin took his key out and opened up the door to his home as Julio stood
behind him waiting patiently.
	"Here we are," the boy in a red tank top said walking into the
darkened apartment and turning on a light.
	"Hey!  It looks pretty good," commented the Hispanic man as he
entered and looked around the small apartment, "So, this is where you and
your mom live, huh?"  Colin nodded as he put his skateboard into a small
closet.
	"Yeah.  It's alright.  My mom works at the hospital near here.  So,
she's kinda close by," remarked Colin sitting on the small couch and using
the remote control to turn the television on, "I got to call her now and
let her know I'm home.  Kinda checking in and stuff, you know.  She thinks
I'm still a baby."  The older man watched as the thin boy picked up the
phone to make his call.  Colin made his phone call to his mother at work
and he let her know that he was home okay.  The brown-skinned man patiently
listened to the young white boy convers in his almost girlish voice with
his mother.  It brought a smile to Julio's hard face as he finally heard
the stoic skaterboy tell his mom "I love you, too" and then hang up looking
a bit embarassed.
	"She was pretty happy I called," Colin said looking relieved that
the call was over and done with before this man he did not really know
before today, "Told me not to wait up.  I guess she's working late."  The
dark-haired boy began clicking through the channels but he could not find
anything that he wanted to watch.
	"Well, I guess I better get going now, little dude," Julio said
speaking up as he stood behind the couch where the blue-eyed boy sat, "You
can give me my dinner so I can go.  Just like we agreed, homey."
	"Oh yeah!  Sorry, I forgot, dude" replied Colin jumping up and
running into the small kitchen, "What kind do you want?"
	"Whatever you got is fine, bro," Julio responded, "So, what're you
going to do now?"  Julio had opened the freezer and was trying to decide
which frozen dinner he could give this Hispanic man who had nicely bought
him dinner.  The choice had to be good he thought.
	"Dunno.  Probably watch one of my movies," Colin said unsure of his
evening's plans, "I think 'The Fast and the Furious'.  It's one of my
favorites.  I just got it at Walmart, too."
	"That's a really good one," agreed Julio still waiting for the
young boy to decide on his frozen payment, "I could watching it each time
when it comes on TV."
	"Hey, you want to watch it with me?" Colin said half-handedly just
throwing the invitation out on impulse, "That is if you want to, you know."
Julio stayed silent for a minute as he pondered the kind offer to stay and
watch a cool movie with such a good-looking young boy.  Colin waited with
anticipation for the older man to give him an answer which he wanted so
badly to be 'yes'.
	"I guess I can stay awhile," responded Julio in a demeanor that
seemed like he was just staying to be polite, "Just save me my frozen
dinner, okay?"  Colin excitedly nodded and closed the freezer door.
	"Cool.  I'll put the movie on," the dark-haired boy said sounding
more animated.  Julio sat on the right end of the couch with his right arm
resting on the armrest and his left arm stretched out along the back of the
small sofa.  Colin put his movie disc in the DVD player and he sat on the
far left end of the small sofa.  There was no physical contact between the
Hispanic man and the small white boy.
	Slowly, the phycial and emotional distance between the young boy
and the older man lessened.  Being a good host, Colin got up and brought
Julio and himself a glass of cold grape soda.  Sitting back down, the
twelve-year old boy took a new position near the middle of the couch but
sat leaning forward.  A few minutes later, the skinny boy suggested a bowl
of popcorn.  Julio responded positively which sent the blue-eyed youngster
back into the small kitchen to microwave some of the movie treat for them
to enjoy.  Smiling, Colin returned with a large bowl of hot buttered
popcorn and he sat right next to the large Hispanic man so they could share
the buttery movie treat.  Colin kept the bowl in his lap.  Using his left
hand to retrieve a handful of popcorn and his left arm extended behind the
thin young boy sitting next to him, Julio would be reaching around Colin.
It pulled the twelve-year old boy closer into his body each time.  When the
bowl was empty, Colin leaned forward and put the plastic bowl on the coffee
table in front of them.  Sitting back, the small skaterboy nextled in
comfortably next to the Hispanic man resting his head on the Julio's
shoulder.  In an act of protectiveness, Julio wrapped his left arm around
the young boy's shoulder encricling his thin frame in a fatherly fashion.
Colin found it both comforting and enjoyable.  He liked the stronger man
providing him a place by his side.  Tenderly, Julio would give the
dark-haired youngster that he had his left arm wrapped around an
affectionate squeeze.  This encouraged the small boy to nestle in closer.
Colin could hear the strong beat of the Hispanic man's heart with his right
ear pressed against his strong left breast.  After scratching an itch on
his cheek with his left hand, Julio returned his left arm back to its
extended state resting along the back of the couch.  Sensing this and
missing its comfort, Colin took the strong left arm and wrapped it around
himself once more.  Slowly over a many long minutes, Julio began stroking
the young boy's right arm where Elijah had written on with red marker.
Lightly stroking the silky soft skin, Julio's fingers on his left hand went
up and down the smooth arm.  To Colin, it tickled, but felt really, really
good.  The thirty-five year old man's fingertips were barely brushing the
tender skin of the twelve-year old boy, yet it produced a wonderfully
pleasant sensation that Colin found intoxicatingly wonderful.  The path the
fingertips followed went up slowly and followed each curve and crevice of
the young boy's musculature.  Julio let his fingertip travel upwards till
it passed the shoulder, along the collarbone and down the breastbone where
the red tank top stopped its downward progress.  Enjoying the ripples of
pleasure on his fair skin, Colin obligingly lifted up his red tank top so
Julio's fingertips could further explore his body with his eager
permission.  Going very slow so to savor each second, Julio went past the
ribcage onto the soft stomach area which rose and fell with every sweet
breath from the beautiful boy.  The man's fingertips slowly encircled the
blue-eyed boy's belly button.  After a few minutes of gently tickling the
skinny boy, the Hispanic man let his fingertips travel lower till they were
stopped by the waistband of the youngster's orange boxers.  Colin's blue
eyes followed the fingertips stroking his skin softly right above his
underwear.  Deep down, he hoped that the wonderful digits would continue
down past his boxers to find the small treasure that he had hidden below.
Julio's experienced eyes noticed the small bulge that the dark-haired boy
had in the crotch of his jeans.  He was pleased that his masterful rubbing
of this small boy resting pressed into him had accomplished its desire
effect.  On the television, the movie came to an end without being fully
watched.
	"Well,...I better leave," said Julio slowly pulling his left hand
back, "It's getting late."  reluctantly, Colin sat up disappointed that the
Hispanic man was getting ready to leave.  The young boy had greatly enjoyed
the short time he had spent sitting close to this strange man and freely
submitting to his gentle touch.
	"Ummm...you really got to go?" said the thin skaterboy in a tone of
disappointment, "We don't have to watch a movie.  we can do...other stuff?"
Julio stood up and looked down into the bright blue-eyes of the small boy
looking up at him with a pleading look.
	"Oh?  What kind of 'stuff' you want to do?" said Julio innocently
as he stretched his arms.  Colin shrugged.
	"Uh...you know, stuff," replied Colin grasping to find a reason for
Julio to stay longer, "Like what you do with Randy.  Maybe."
	"Really?  So, you want to do that kind of 'stuff', huh?" said Julio
brushing the young boy's brown hair back, "What makes you think you want to
do 'stuff' like that?"  The brunnette boy was unsure of what to say to
convince the Hispanic man that he was indeed willing to submit to him in
whatever way he wanted him to do.
	"I...I don't know," murmured Colin weakly, "Cause I want to?"
Julio smiled at the small skaterboy who looked so uncertain and lost.
	"That's why it's not time for that kind of 'stuff', chico,"
explained Julio, "You want to.  But, when you need to that's when it will
be the right time for me and you to do 'stuff'.  There's a difference
between want and need.  You can do without 'want', but you can't do without
'need'.  Understand?"  Colin stood up looking like he was wrestling with
the concept in his mind.
	"I...think so," said colin not quite sure.  Julio stooped down and
encricled his strong arms around the thin legs of the twelve-year old boy.
He lifted Colin up so the young boy looked down into the hard features of
the older man.  Slowly, Julio let colin slip downward till the young boy
and strong man were face-to-face staring into each other's eyes.
	"Back on the bus when you sat by me, I knew you were mine for me to
do 'stuff' with," Julio told Colin ina soft voice, "On the couch, we could
have done 'stuff'.  But, afterwards, you would have had doubts because you
only wanted to do it.  Well now that we haven't done anything, you'll want
it and need it really, really bad.  So, next time you see me you'll see
what I am telling you here is true."
	"What if I don't see you anymore?" Colin said sounding worried that
he might never see Julio again.  the young boy did not want to see his only
chance to be with this strange man who had made him feel very special.
	"Come on...you're already mine, chico," Julio said with a
reassuring smile, "Just tell Elijah or Randy that you want to talk to me.
They'll let me know."  Colin looked unsure.
	"How can you stand Randy?  He's a fucking jerk!" Colin said in a
low tone.  Julio shrugged casually.
	"With people around, yeah, he's an asshole," Julio said looking
deeply into the young boy's blue eyes, "But, when he's alone with me like
me and you are now, he's damn sweet and really lovey-dovey.  You know, I've
made him cray like a baby every time I've told him that I don't want to be
with him anymore.  I don't like doing it but he is a jerk sometimes.  Even
to me."  The intimate closeness made the young boy feel better and a
sparkle returned to his beautiful blue eyes.
	"Really?" Colin said in a move lively tone, "Elijah was acting all
weird when you got there, today."
	"What can I say, chico," Julio said as if the answer was obvious,
"We've spent time together.  You can figure it out from there, dude."
Colin was amazed at how far the web of intrigue extended and that it now
included him as well.
	"Does Randy know?" asked Colin not sure if Julio will tell the
blonde boy that colin took him to his home.
	"No.  Elijah wants it between me and him.  Hell, I know you won't
tell Randy," responded Julio, "Besides, I know Randy isn't loyal to me.
Before I met him, he was all over the place.  I settled him down alot.
Like today, I figure he took Elijah out to mess around. That's cool with
me.  we'll break up and get back together.  It's the way things work."
Colin liked Julio way of cutting away the clutter to make things clear.
	"So, next time?" Colin said hopefully.
	"That depends on you, chico," responded Julio letting the young boy
slip down slowly to stand on his own two feet and not breaking eye contact,
"Besides, I got to come back and get my dinner, remember?"  Colin smiled
and Julio mussed up his dark hair playfully before he walked to the door.
	"Good night," said Colin a bit sadly.
	"See you around, chico," responded the Hispanic man as he walked
out the door and closed it behind him.  As Colin locked the wooden door, he
felt strangely confused.  He was disappointed that he was now alone.  Yet,
he also felt like he had someone he could finally relate to that he could
not do with his mom or boys his own age.  Later that night in bed when he
was masturbating, Colin moaned Julio's name as he climaxed.  Deep inside
the beautiful boy, a need grew stronger and stronger.
	A week later, Colin was home playing his PS2 alone when there was a
knock on the door.  His heart leapt thinking that it might be Julio coming
back for his frozen dinner.  However, when he opened the door, Colin was
surprised and slightly disappointed to see Matt standing there.
	"What's up, dude?" Matt said as if he had just casually run into
Colin on the street.  The fourteen-year old boy wore a black t-shirt with a
monkey on the front and faded blue jeans.  His light brown hair looked
longer and more curlier then before and covered his ears completely going
down almost into his blue eyes.  The older boy's loose clothing made him
look skinnier and ganglier then he really was built.  Underneath, Matt had
a slight build with strong muscles from years of skating and physical
activity.  At five-feet and four-inches, he was taller then Colin and
outweighed the ninety-two pound youngster by fifteen pounds only.  His
pretty features were dusted with a smattering of freckles on his clear and
fair skin.
	"Uh...nothing.  Just playing PS2," responded Colin still socked to
find the older boy at his doorstep, "So, what's up with you?" Matt shrugged
and looked past the smaller boy as if he was looking for someone inside the
apartment.
	"Not much.  I just thought I should stop by and visit, you know,"
Matt said looking a bit apprehensive as if he might be turned away, "I just
wanted to stop by and say I was sorry about the that day...Uh, when I
didn't show up.  You know how it is."  Matt looked at the younger boy with
a slight pleading look as Colin remained quiet thinking about his hurt at
being stood up and whether to be so forgiving.
	"It's okay," Colin said finally a bit coldly, "I didn't wait that
long anyways."  The younger boy lied because he did not want the older boy
thinking that he was a desperate dweeb or give him the satisfaction of
knowing how hurt he really was by being stood up.
	"I waited for you to show up all week at Los Altos so I could tell
you I was sorry.  But, you never came by," Matt said apologetically, "So, I
decided to come by my little buddy's house and check things out.  see if
you and me were still cool, you know?"  The taller boy gave the smaller boy
a very sorrowful look like a bassett hound.  It was so goofy that Colin
felt himself relent his anger.
	"I'm not mad, dude," reponded Colin a more friendly tone that was
more polite yet slightly truthful.  The twelve-year old boy was dressed in
a white tank top and blue cotton shorts which he had just put on after
taking his shower an hour earlier.  Matt smiled in triumph over being
forgiven even if it was just slightly.
	"So, can I come on in and play PS2 with you, dude?" asked the older
boy hopefully, "Just for a little while if that's okay with you."  Colin
shrugged indifferently.  He wanted the company, but he was still not too
thrilled that it was Matt.  The hurt was too tender.
	"Sure.  I guess," said the barefoot boy standing aside and letting
the teen-age skaterboy enter into his home.  Matt looked ecstatic as he
walked by his small friend.
	"Alright!  I want to play TONY HAWKS!" Matt said pumped up to be
allowed to play, "Let's see who wins, huh?"  As he said this last part,
Matt fluttered his eyebrows and gave a goofy grin at the younger boy who
just shook his head without expression except a little smiled that seemed
to crack slightly.  Colin just wanted to get through the next few games
quickly so Matt could leave.
	Over the next hour, the teen-age boy and the prepubescent boy play
video games.  Matt was greatly enthusiastic and tried to get his young host
to open up.  On the other hand, Colin was more serious but polite.  It
seemed to Colin that the older boy was not trying his hardest and that he
would let him win.  Trying to show interest and re-establish rapport, Matt
would ask Colin about his former life in Idaho or what he did during the
week.  Usually, Colin would give little information which made the
conversation difficult to continue.  Matt was a bit frustrated by the
younger boy's reluctance to open up, but he bravely labored on.  He knew
that the twelve-year old boy would eventually forgive him.  Finally, the
two skaterboys tired of playing video games and decided to stop.
	"Hey, you know what I forgot, dude?" Matt said smiling happily
looking at Colin with excitement as they sat together on the couch, "I
brought you this."  The fourteen-year old boy pulled a red skaterboard
sticker out of his backpocket and showed it to the younger boy.  The
sticker was a red anime robot.
	"It's cool, thanks," Colin said with a more genial gone as Matt
handed it over smiling proudly.
	"Go ahead.  Stick it on your board, dude," urged Matt still trying
to make amends, "That way I can see how good it looks before I go,
alright?"  Colin nodded thinking that Matt would leave right after he saw
him put the sticker that he gave him on his skateboard.
	"Okay.  It's in my bedroom," Colin said as he stood up.  Matt stood
up, too.  Both young boys walked into the bedroom with boy's clothes strewn
all over.  Colin sat on the unmade bed and pulled a worn skateboard out
from underneath the bed.  Matt sat next to his younger companion to watch
him apply his sticker.  The smaller boy put his new sticker over a large
scratch on his board.  The older boy helped by pressing down on the red
sticker to make sure that there were no air bubbles trapped underneath.
	"Looks good," Matt said admiringly.
	"Yeah," agreed Colin still a bit distant.
	"So...this is your bed, huh?" Matt asked in a tone that hinted at
another meaning.
	"Uh...yeah," Colin responded not too sure why Matt was so
interested in his messy bed.  He looked a bit confused by the older boy
sitting next to him.
	"Cool!" Matt said soothingly as he casually reached over and softly
ran a finger down the velvety fuzz Colin had at the base of his neck.  It
sent a shiver of pleasure down Colin's back.
	"Uh...what're you doing?" Colin asked caught off-guard by the older
boy's friendly overtures.
	"Remember last time?" Matt said in a soft voice that had sexual
overtones as he continued stroking the small boy's soft skin on his neck,
"Dude, it was fucking awesome!  Let's not waste us being here on your bed.
Come on."
	The fourteen-year old boy slwly leaned over and tenderly kissed the
twelve-year old boy on his soft silky lips.  Colin could feel his heartbeat
quicken and his aloofness dissipate like ice cubes melting on a hot
griddle.  The unexpected kiss lingered for about a minute as Matt kept his
lips planted passionately on thos of his small friend.  Colin could feel
the older boy's lips embracing his own sending a sensual energy between the
twl skaterboys.  When the wonderful kiss ended, Colin felt lightheaded from
the intoxicating passion that it had produced.  In a way, the younger boy
was drunk with a love that he had thought that he would never see again.
Matt looked lovingly into his young friend's eyes.  He noticed that the
prepubescent boy had a dream look on his cute face.
	"I really missed you," said Matt in a soft whisper, "Did you miss
me?"  As if lost in a pleasant dream, Colin smiled and nodded.  Matt
smiled.  Then, he took his black shirt off revealing a lithe torso with its
nicely toned muscles.  The soft outline of a developing six-pack could be
seen on the the bare-chested boy's abdomen.
	"Your mom have anything like KY for lube, dude?" asked Matt as he
pulled down his boxers and jeans revealing his gorgeous cock jutting out
stiffly from his crotch.
	"In the bathroom," Colin answered with a limp in his throat and a
growing bulge in his yellow boxers.  He watched with great interest as the
naked fourteen-year old boy walked casually into the bathroom down the
hall.  About a minute later, Matt returned with a tube of KY-jelly and he
was slathering it liberally over his hardon making it look sleek and shiny.
	"Come on, lover, you haven't undressed, yet?" Matt told the younger
boy sitting patiently on his own bed.  Colin was mesmerized by the
seven-inches of stiff boyhood that the older boy had portruding proudly
from a wispy bush of brown pubes.
	"Sorry," Colin said meekly as he took off his white tank top
exposing his thin build that looked more slight in comparison to the bigger
boy.  Matt stood in front of the sitting boy admiring the beauty of his
prepubescent physique.  Colin stood up to remove his blue shorts and boxers
when Matt stopped him.
	"Wait, my love," instructed Matt gently, "Let me do it, okay?"
Colin looked up into Matt's blue eyes and nodded.
	Matt reached around the smaller boy with both arms and slid his
hands down past the boxers and shorts.  He gripped each of the younger
skaterboy's firm buttocks like he was holding a small melon in each hand.
Once more, he pressed his lips onto those of the shorter boy and he kissed
with an overwhelming passion that burned intensely.  Unconsciously, Colin's
own slim arms went around the stronger boy in an attempt to lock them
together and to never let them come apart.  Each boy could feel their young
cocks hardening and pulsating with young love and youthful lust.  The
twelve-year old boy enjoyed feeling his round bottom groped and kneaded by
the older boy who was simultaneously letting his agile tongue wrestle his
own.  Because the fourteen-year old boy was stronger and bigger, Colin felt
himself being whisked away by their intimate embrace so he tightened his
boyish grasp.  He was so intoxicated by the passion of their embrace and
kissing that Colin never realized that Matt had pulled his shorts and
boxers down far enough for them to drop off.  All Colin knew was that he
wanted Matt too keep on kissing him forever and that Matt's strong hands
were fondling and stroking his backside from top to bottom.  The pleasure
was exhilerating to the smaller boy who could not control himself as he
pressed himself into Matt so their bare skin was touching at every point
imaginable.  Both boys lost track of how long they were entwined
face-to-face in their lusty embrace, but they had somehow fallen back onto
the younger boy's unmade bed.  Matt noticed that he was laying on his back
with Colin laying on top with their lips only separated leaving all else
locked into place and not wanting to let go.
	"Do it," Colin said breathlessly and whispering softly.  His face
was flush from their long kiss.  The younger boy lifted up slightly as he
straddled the taller boy which he did moving from the waist down only.
Matt intermittantly planted soft kisses on the twelve-year old boy's soft
lips while his hands moved up and down Colin's back to grip and fondle his
wonderful buttcheeks again.  The small boy was perfectly positioned so the
tip of the older boy's long cock stood ready like an arrow to plunge past
his puckered boyhole and deep into his thin body.  As the older boy held
the two firm orbs of boy bottom apart, he stretched the young boy's anal
opening apart allowing him to slowly slide his slippery hardon deep into
Colin.  Inch by inch, Matt slid himself into the twelve-year old boy
straddling him until he was fully inside.  He enjoyed how the younger boy
would flex his sphincter muscle grasping his teen erection tightly.  All
the while, Matt kept kissing the younger boy passionately directing his
attention to the smaller boy's beautiful face and tender neck.  Jolts of
sheer pleasure rippled through Colin's slight body each time Matt pulled
out almost completely before thrusting back in really hard.  The bigger boy
on the bottom drove his hard boyhood into the accepting anal cavity of the
smaller boy.  Time seemed to blur as the furious act of boy-on-boy sodomy
continued with no mercy given nor asked.  Matt was blinded by the
incredible pleasure that he needed to have caused by the simple act of
fucking this wonderful boy atop him.  Likewise, Colin was drunk on the
ecstacy produced by the older boy's beautiful erection pumping in-and-out
of his tight boyhole.
	"Harder!...Harder!...Oh...Oh!" moaned Colin quickly approaching his
summit of physical bliss, "Oh God!...Oh Yeah!...I love you!...I love
you!!!"  The twelve-year old boy arched his back and his slight frame
stiffened.  A powerful orgasm seized his thin body and shook him from head
to toe.  His tight boyhole spasmed uncontrollably gripping Matt's thrusting
cock resulting in the older boy having his own mind-blowing climax.  He
felt his balls releasing their precious cargo of boy semen through his
thrusting cock.  As the powerful thunderbold of pleasure struck, Matt shot
a load of his boyjuice deep into the lithe body of Colin who was lost in
his own carnal delirium.  Matt held on tightly to the climaxing younger boy
he was fucking while his own climax exploded shockwaves of pleasure through
his own fourteen-year old body then subsiding slowly.  Drained by this
incrdible orgasm, Colin collapsed on top of Matt and lay still weakly like
a rag doll.  Incredibly, the teen boy's half-rigid cock remained buried
deep into the prepubescent boy's beautiful bottom.
	"That felt...so good," Colin said weakly as he looked up into his
penetrator's blue eyes.  They gave each other a weak smile of mutual
affection as Matt softly stroked Colin's mussed up hair.
	"I'm not done yet, lover," reponded Matt holding the small boy atop
him tightly.  With one slow move, Matt gracefully reversed their positions.
Miraculously, he kept his once more hardening cock buried deep in the
younger boy so there was no physical separation.  Colin was amazed to find
himself laying on his back with Matt on top positioned perfectly between
his outspread legs.  Slowly, the older boy began thrusting himself into the
heavenly gate of the cute younger boy once more.  Again, Colin felt the
delightful waves of ecstacy cascading through his tender body with each
powerful thrust into him.  Continuing his act of sexual dominance of the
sweet younger boy, Matt drove himself deeper and deeper into Colin because
he wanted him to always remember this taboo moment in his deepest desires.
The smaller boy slowly approached another terrific orgasm.  He held tightly
onto the older boy who was fucking him powerfully and passionately.  Matt
sucked hard on the younger boy's tender neck as the primacl instinct to
fuck that all males have took over.  The room bore witness to an
animalistic display of sodomy performed by two young and tender boys driven
by their carnal desire for one another.
	"Oh...yeah!.....Uh...uh...I love you!!" Colin blurted out as he
held onto to Matt with all his might.  A hurricane of carnal ecstacy ripped
through his slight frame shaking and twisting him.  His small cock throbbed
and twitched.  In response to the younger boy's sweet hole puckering
clamplike on his thrusting cock, Matt felt his own wonderful orgasm sweep
over him like a tsunami.  Another genergous lod of boy cum shot deep into
Colin who was moaning and growing with pleasure beneath him.  Matt savored
the beautiful orgasm he was sharing with his gorgeous young friend.
Little-by-little, their world-shattering orgasms slowly slipped away
leaving both entwined naked boys totally drained.  The fourteen-year old
boy slid off the twelve-year old boy completely exhausted by his herculean
sexual performance which brought both hearty youngsters to delirious climax
twice.  His softening cock slid out of Colin's sore boyhole making a wet
sound.  Matt and Colin lay side-by-side for several minutes unable to move.
	"So...did you enjoy that?" asked Matt innocently as he raised
himself slowly and propped himself against the headboard.
	"Yeah.  That was totally awesome," cooed Colin as he pulled himself
up next to the older boy.  He rested his head affectionately on Matt's
shoulder.
	"You were great," Matt said proudly right before he gave the sweet
younger boy a tender kiss that lingered for a moment or two.  Without
conscious effort, Colin found himself back deeply in love with Matt and
could not find himself separated from him again.  It felt so natural and so
wonderful to be naked in his strong arms the younger boy thought.  Hero
worship and puppy love had combined with pure animal desire to intoxicate
the innocent twelve-year old boy with dark hair and blue eyes.  Nothing
mattered to the young boy except being nude and in bed with Matt.
	"So...you love me, huh?" Matt whispered tenderly into the younger
boy's ear.  Still lost in the wonderful dream state caused by their
frenzied carnal union, Colin nodded contentedly with his fair skin still
flushed pink from his recent sexual activity.  The older and younger boy
lay together naked holding hands while enjoying the intimate closeness they
were sharing quietly.  Each spoke very little without notice of how long it
had been since their sexual escapade had begun.  Matt looked at the clock
and figured that they had spent an hour making forbidden love and savoring
its aftermath in each other's arms.  Colin was about to fall asleep in the
arms of his teen lover when he heard a knock on the door.  It startled both
Colin and Matt, especially Colin who was afraid it might be his mom
returning home and accidentally finding him naked and in the arms of an
older boy.
	"Dude, could it be your mom?" Matt said alaramed while jumping out
of the younger boy's bed and looking for his scattered clothing.  Colin
jumped out of his bed, too.
	"I...I...don't think so," Colin said sounding scared, "She would
use her key."  Panic had washed away completely the wonderful afterglow
that their intense lovemaking had given each of the boys.  Colin found his
discarded blue shorts and put them on as he stumbled down the hall trying
to reach the door.  Dressed only in his shorts, Colin opened the door to
find Sam standing there.
	"Hey, dude.  What's up?" Said Sam in a friendly tone.  The newcomer
noticed that the younger dark-haired boy before him was only dressed in a
pair of blue shorts.  His brown hair was mussed up and his fair skin was
blushed a rosy red as if he had been wrestling to save his life.  On his
neck was a large round bruise that looked eerily like a hickey.
	"Uh...hey, dude," responded Colin totally surprised to see the
athletic blonde boy at his door.  Sam was wearing a white t-shirt and a
pair of silky blue basketball shorts.
	"You look like you just got up, dude.  How did you get that bruise?
Were you sleeping?" Sam asked looking at the twelve-year old boy as he
assessed why the youngster looked so physically exhausted.  It looked
really familar to him.
	"No, I'm alright," answered Colin looking a bit nervous.
	"Hey, dude," Said Matt walking into view from behind Colin.  The
fourteen-year old boy was only wearing his jeans.  Once that he knew it was
only Sam, Matt decided that he wanted to know why the atheletic blonde boy
had come here to Colin's apartment.  Especially, since Colin and sam were
not friends like they were.
	"Uh...what's up, Matt?  I didn't know you and Colin hung out,
dude," Sam said looking at the older boy with wariness.  The thirteen-year
old boy saw the pieces of the simple puzzle falling into place.  He
realized that he had interrupted something taboo between the two shirtless
boys who were looking guiltily at him.  Colin tried to look innocent which
made it more obvious that something physical had just occurred between the
two skaterboys.
	"He and I are buds.  You know how it is," Matt responded calmly
trying to convince Sam that he and Colin were just two young boys hanging
out innocently.  Sam nodded.  He looked at Matt.  Then, he looked at Colin
who was silent and looking really nervous.  Aware of the new boy's gaze
upon his neck, Colin tried to casually hide the love bruise that made had
given him in the madness of desire.
	"I can tell!" Sam said with an amused laugh pointed at Colin's neck
accusingly where the purple hickey was, "Looks like it was lots of fun.
Enjoyed it, Colin?"  A look of anger crossed Matt's beautiful face.
	"Shut up, Sam!  You shouldn't be coming here just to make trouble!"
Matt said angrily looking into Sam's sparkling green eyes.  Colin was
scared that the two older boys might end up fighting on his doorstep.
	"Did you know that he used to give me hickies like that all the
time?" Sam said to Colin as if giving him a revelation and a warning, "You
better enjoy it now cause it won't last long.  He belongs to someone else,
you know."  The small boy in blue shorts looked confused.
	"Fuck you, Sam!" Matt spat out as if a nerve was struck.  Sam
looked pleased with the reaction that he had brought out of the bigger boy.
	"Sorry, homey," Sam said to Colin, " I got nothing against you,
okay?  Peace out."  The blonde-haired boy turned and walked away.  Matt
shook his face in disgust and anger.  Colin closed the door relieved that
the unpleasant scene was over.
	"Why did he do that?" asked Colin unsure what else to say.
	"Dunno....just likes being a fucking jerk, I guess" Matt said
regaining his composure, "It kinda ruined out mood already, dude.  That
sucks."  Colin nodded sympathetically.
	"Well, I guess I better get going, lover," said Matt sounding more
happy as he softly kissed the younger boy on his tender lips which were
soft like rose petals, "Love you."
	"I love you, too," Colin responded in a love-struck tone as he
gazed adoringly at the older dark-haired boy that had smothered him in
physical and emotional love this lazy summer day.  Matt dressed silently as
if lost in thought.  As he went out the door, he gave colin an affectionate
wink that sent the younger boy's tender heart aflutter.  Colin sat back on
his couch smitten once more by the wonderful fourteen-year old boy who had
just left leaving him with unforgettable boyhood memories that would
brighten his twilight years over and over.


Dedicated to reader Crash Manning and his wonderful website.  Thanks Crash
for dedication to skaterboys all over.

Dedicated to Liam Aiken, wonderful child actor who is the inspiration for
Colin ( check out the movie GOOD BOY on Google ) and Matt ( check out
LEMONY SNICKETS on Google ).

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