Some pop people last a lot of chapters in your book, some only a few and some might only be a sentence. Some play a significant part in the story, might even change the course of the story. He read the recital and closed the service. Not a funeral of anyone I was close to but the words stayed with me.
It’s strange to look back now and appreciate how true those words were. As the story gets longer, I understand more of what he meant. So where did the story begin or does it need to start from the beginning to make it easier to understand. Let’s start at the point where the switch was flicked! |
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He wasn’t as tall as me but certainly built, not fat, maybe you could say chubby but there was definitely something about him. He always wore light blue coloured jeans, the fitted his legs well and there was no way to avoid that bulge and there it was the switch was flicked. I don’t know if I had looked at men’s crotches before, maybe I did and that’s why this one caught my eye but at that moment something definitely changed. |
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I wasn’t sure why he befriended me. After all he was outgoing, popular, handsome and to me we were complete opposites. At first I thought is he a bully with a different tactic to what I was used to. When would the punchline come and I’d be he butt of the joke. Without hope, we can’t go on so tgat must’ve been what made me accept this friendship. At this point not realising that this would possibly be my next few chapters or even change the course of my story, who can tell. |
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Would I Lie to you!
Well strange that this should appear in this chapter. Nobody had lied at this stage but Charles and Eddy had just released that single. He had invited me to his barbecue and that seemed to be in loop all day. I had been dropped off at his house by my Mum. The car was getting old but was in good condition for its age and still had the wow factor. I was young enough to be embarrassed that I was getting dropped of at my new friend’s house by my Mum but old enough to realise that there was an element of respect from the others that the family car was not some old rust bucket which I suspect they thought or wanted it to be. |
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It was a good day, not sure if any food hygiene certificate would’ve been issued but I enjoyed being involved and part of the gang so I turned a blind eye and survived to tell the tail so I guess it was worth the risk. The day came to a close but it was only the beginning of a different life for me and nothing would be the same again. |
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The relationship between him and I developed, his name was Grant. He was respectable a bit rough round the edges but overall he’d been brought up well. His mother had worked hard to ensure he had as much as she could afford so he wasn’t different just because he’d come from a broken home. He had another two close friends, they had all grown up together and knew each other inside out. I liked Greg, he was a good laugh, laid back and also came from a single parent family. Grant’s other friend James worked with him on the nightshift. He was very quiet, kept himself to himself. He wasn’t unpleasant but he didn’t really make me feel that so liked him or disliked him. |
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Despite the fact that they had all been friend’s for such a long time, I felt like I was part of the gang and it wasn’t long before we were on nights out together, staying over afterwards, nipping in after work for a coffee. For some reason Greg and James were both close to Grant but only really tolerated each other. This eventually had an impact on the gang as James slowly drifted away from the group. I had known him for years but didn’t really know a lot about him by this stage. He drifted into the background and would appear now and again. I didn’t really think much about it at the time and I was still part of the gang so I guess I was selfish in that respect! |
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When we went on nights out, I’d quite often stay at Grant’s house, the others lived nearby so there was no need for them to stay over. I’d share Grant’s room on a sofa bed. I hoped that this would lead to Worthing happening and my heart was on my mouth every time he moved. I wanted to see him naked or feel his body close to mine but the best I managed was to catch him on his briefs on the way back from the bathroom. My heart was racing, if the bulge in the jeans had got me going, I thought I was going to collapse watching this bouncing towards me. I just wanted to touch it. It took every part of will poower I had not to reach out and touch. |
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Oh my gawd i had a couple of friends just like this as i investigated the first years of my existence as a teen. And i can assure you my appetite was intense, by the time the oldest friend of mine broke me in. i was rabid for it, and still had no idea of the lessons i would soon be taught. |
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