After writing about 'Laurel Falls' for the past two entries, I've been more or less obsessed with my creation. I had gotten writer's block when I was working on another short story. I unblocked myself one day when I felt like writing - not on my short story, but another story. And out came this short story of my focus couple in the revised 'Laurel Falls.' Lenorse & Christopher had been in love since they were teenagers. This is the story of their first night together as their desire for each other blossoms.
When Lenorse Templeton walked up to the doors of the Wiley mansion with his mother, Jeri, he felt a funny feeling in the pit of his belly. It was not a foreign sensation, as he had begun to feel it several weeks ago when he and his best friend Christopher Wiley went to the movies together. They had sat in the dark, watching the movie, sharing a tub of popcorn and their knees were touching throughout the film. A strange sensation had flushed over him. He was excited and nervous and cautious - wondering if anyone in the auditorium would notice while at the same time he felt a sense of comforting pride.
His mother pushed the button of the doorbell. She turned to her son and smiled. Jeri wanted to say something, but she noticed a slight expression of...what was it?
“Lenorse, are you okay?” she asked.
“I’m fine, Mom. Why do you ask?”
“You look so...pensive.”
“I’m fine. Just excited to spend sometime with Christopher and Spider.”
Jeri giggled. “You and Christopher spend so much time together. I’m happy that you’re best friends.”
“I’m...just...”
The door to the mansion opened. It was Christopher’s older brother, Nathaniel, who seemed to be in a slight mode of panic.
“Hi Aunt Jeri. Hi Lenorse. Sorry, but I gotta run. I’m late for my date.”
Nathaniel sprinted out of the door as Lenorse and Jeri walked into the foyer.
“Lenorse, where’s your bag? I thought you were going to spend the night?”
Lenorse and Jeri turned in the direction the voice was coming from: the curved staircase. It was his mother’s best friend, Helene Wiley.
“Hi, Aunt Helene. Christopher just asked me if I would babysit with him. He didn’t say anything about spending the night,” Lenorse said.
Helene walked over to Jeri and gave her a little peck on the cheek. “Hello, Jeri, you look stunning!”
“Thank you, dear.”
“Lenorse you are always welcome here, you know that. If you find yourself tired, then go ahead and take one of the beds in Christopher’s room. I think Penelope will be making waffles in the morning, and I know how much you like them.”
Lenorse smiled. “Is it okay, Mom?”
“Of course, child.”
“Where’s Christopher, Aunt Helene?” Lenorse asked. The funny feeling jumped back in his stomach when he said Christopher’s name.
“He’s in the den with Spider watching television. You can go join them.”
Just as Lenorse turned in the direction of the den, his mother called out. “Have a good time, Lenorse. And mind your manners.”
“I will, Mother.”
In the dim light of the den, Christopher was watching an old monster movie with his little brother Spider, who was only nine or ten years old. When they were a little younger than Spider, Lenorse had started to call his best friend Chris until he was asked not to.
“Why?” Lenorse had asked. “Every guy with your name calls himself Chris.”
“I just like Christopher better,” Christopher had said.
Lenorse walked around to the sofa. His body shivered. “Hey.”
Christopher looked up and smiled. His eyes kind of lit up in the dim light of the room. Spider was entranced in the monster movie and only slightly spoke to Lenorse.
“Hey,” Christopher said. “Have a seat.”
Lenorse sat in the gaping space between the two brothers. He suddenly felt a little flushed - his heart started to beat fast. He looked over at Christopher, who was looking back at him displaying a goofy look on his face.
“Thanks for inviting me over,” Lenorse said, himself grinning a little more than he normally would around anyone else.
“No problem. I have to babysit the brat over there and after he goes to sleep, I won’t have anything else to do since Nathaniel is out with his girlfriend.”
“Yeah, I know what you mean. Kayla has a date with Rodney, and with my mom going out with your folks I would have just sat at home and did nothing. I finished all my homework this afternoon.”
“Be quiet you guys!” Spider said, his eyes glued to the television screen.
From behind them, Lenorse and Christopher heard Palmer enter the den. “Are you boys doing okay?”
“Sure, Dad,” Christopher said.
“Hello, Lenorse.”
“Hi Uncle Palmer.”
“Christopher, you have the number where we will be. And remember Spider’s bath and bedtime.”
“Aw, c’mon, Dad. It’s Saturday night. I don’t have to go to school tomorrow!” Spider whined.
“No, but you do have Sunday school.”
Spider groaned.
“Don’t be such a problem,” Christopher said to his brother.
“You shut up!” Spider said.
“Okay, boys, keep it steady,” Palmer said. “We will be on our way. Spider, you mind your older brother.”
When Palmer left the den and Lenorse and Christopher heard the front door of the house close and lock, Christopher stood up. “You guys want some potato chips or something?” he asked.
“Yeah!” Spider answered.
Lenorse stood up. “I’ll help you.”
“It’s okay. You want a soda or something?”
“Yeah!” Spider said.
“You get a cup of apple juice, buddy. You know how you wet the bed if you get too much to drink.”
“Shut up!” Spider yelled. He settled back down, pouting and mumbling. “I don’t wet the bed.”
“Lenorse?”
“Yeah. You have a Pepsi-Free?”
“Sure.”
When Christopher walked to the kitchen, he smiled from the fact that he asked his mother to get a six-pack of Pepsi-Free. He had noticed that that was mostly what Lenorse would drink whenever they had a burger or a snack.
Back in the den, during a commericial, Spider turned to Lenorse and asked: “Are you going to spend the night?”
“I don’t know, Spider.”
“I heard Christopher tell mom that you might spend the night.”
“Let’s see what happens, champ.”
Christopher came back into the den carrying a tray with a big bowl of potato chips, two cans of Pepsi-Free and a cup of apple juice. He set the tray down and gave Lenorse and Spider their drinks. When he sat down, it was a closer to Lenorse than before. Christopher felt a little tingle in the pit of his stomach when his elbow touched Lenorse’s.
Sometime during the movie, Christopher stretched out a bit. He positioned his right arm across the back of the sofa, behind Lenorse. It took a moment, but they both started to relax and their knees touched and rested on the other’s.
Christopher smiled. He could barely pay enough attention to the movie. He liked being close to Lenorse again. To have his arm around him and their knees touching. He had guessed that is what it felt like when he overheard Nathaniel tell a couple of his friends about hanging out with his girlfriend, Marisa. Christopher wished that he didn’t have to feel like this thing he had for Lenorse had to be kept secret. It felt so natural.
When the movie was over and Spider turned towards Christopher and Lenorse, both older boys were a bit startled. They pulled their knees apart and Christopher took his arm from the back of the sofa.
“Okay, buddy,” Christopher said to Spider. “Time for your bath.”
“Awww!”
Spider got up and went upstairs to run his bath.
Christopher and Lenorse sat on the sofa not speaking for a few minutes.
“Did you like the movie?” Christopher asked.
“It was okay. I don’t like monster movies that much.”
“Yeah, I know. The little guy wanted to watch it and I thought that it was a great way to keep him quiet.”
“You’re a good brother,” Lenorse said, patting Christopher on the shoulder.
For a fifteen year old, Christopher was pretty muscular. Well, Lenorse thought, that would be expected since he played football.
Christopher looked at Lenorse. He took a breath. “Look, um, I’m going to make sure that Spider has his pajamas. Why don’t you shut off the set and turn off the lights and we can go to my room and listen to some records,” he said.
“Okay.”
They both stood up at the same time, their faces were only a couple of inches apart. Lenorse took a deep breath. Looking into Christopher’s deep brown eyes had made his body shiver a bit.
“Well, okay,” Christopher said quietly, before he took a step away from Lenorse and headed upstairs.
Lenorse stood stagnant for a minute. He composed himself before turning off the television set and most of the downstairs lights. As he made his way to Christopher’s room, he heard both of the Wiley brothers in the one of the bathrooms.
“Wash your ears,” Christopher demanded.
“Stop bossing me around!” Spider snapped.
Christopher’s room kind of had a locker room smell to it. The faint smell of sweaty socks and jockstraps, normally, was kind of just a familiar smell to Lenorse. But in Christopher’s room - decorated with sports and rock star posters - the smell was exciting in a way. He looked down at the floor, taking notice of a pair of sweatpants, a jockstrap and a pair of socks hastily thrown about. Christopher was one of the most popular jocks at Laurel Falls High with his talent for football and baseball. At fifteen, he was one year older than Lenorse - who was about to finish up the eighth grade and move on to high school the following semester. Lenorse found himself a bit stately in that he was not only Christopher’s best friend, but their lives had been merged since the day they were born.
Lenorse heard Spider calling his name from down the hall. When he turned around, the little boy was naked and pulling on his pajamas. Spider had never been one to be shy.
“What is it, champ?”
“Will you read me the next chapter of that book? It’s been a long time.”
“Christopher isn’t reading it to you?”
“No. He’s always in his room.”
“Sure, Spider. I will read you the next chapter.”
Just then, Christopher walked out of the bathroom. He switched off the light and told Lenorse that the book was over on his desk. Lenorse grabbed the copy of Alvin’s Secret Code and made his way to Spider’s room.
As Lenorse read the story to Spider, who was sitting up in bed hugging his knees, Christopher stretched across the other twin bed where Lenorse sat. He thought about holding Lenorse’s hand while walking the streets of Laurel Falls. People would know that they were in love...and it would be okay. He smiled. He knew that Lenorse had some feelings for him. That day when they went to the movies and shared popcorn, Christopher, himself, had felt something detonating inside of him. It was only recently that he and Lenorse had started to touch each other a little more than usual. Their casual sharing of skin touching skin was only done when they were alone, however.
“Is something wrong with you?” Spider asked.
Christopher snapped out of his daze. He’d been staring at Lenorse, who, himself, had a knowing grin on his face.
“What?”
“Why are you staring at Lenorse?” Spider asked.
“I was, just, um, thinking about something.”
“Lenorse said he’d read another chapter if it was okay with you.”
“Nothing doing, buddy. I don’t want the folks mad at me when you can’t get out of bed in the morning.”
“Spoil-sport,” Spider mumbled.
Christopher stood and went to tuck Spider in. “You probably don’t even know what that means.”
“I do too!”
“Stop being such a brat,” Lenorse said.
“Shut up, Lenorse!” Spider said.
“Okay, you’re a bit cranky and you need some sleep,” Christopher said. “Have a good night, little brother.”
Spider didn’t say anything. He watched as his older brother and Lenorse walked to his bedroom door and turned off the lights. Their figures were outlined from the hall light behind them.
“Night, guys,” Spider said, rolling over under the blankets.
“It shouldn’t take him long to fall asleep,” Christopher said.
When they got to Christopher’s bedroom, they each took a seat on one of the twin beds. They sat close to each other.
“What do you feel like doing?” Lenorse asked.
“We could listen to some records or go watch another movie.”
“Another monster movie?”
“No, smarty pants!” Christopher said. He started to tickle Lenorse. They fell back on the bed, Christopher on top of Lenorse. They were laughing.
“Okay, stop,” Lenorse said, trying to catch his breath.
Christopher stopped tickling him. They looked at each other. A wave of all different sorts of feelings swept through them - too rapid to determine. Christopher lowered himself onto Lenorse. Christopher took a breath. Their faces moved closer and their lips were touching - growing from light smacks to deep kissing. Their bodies shook, each experiencing an explosive quake in both their heads and their hearts.
“I wanted to do this for such a long time,” Christopher whispered.
“So have I!” Lenorse breathed.
They felt the hardness of each other through their jeans.
Lenorse was lost in pleasure and wonder. For a second, he pondered what he should do next. He reached down and pulled Christopher’s shirt off. Christopher stopped for a second. A big smile spread across his face. He reached for Lenorse’s shirt and they kissed as they undressed each other.
Lenorse knew how big Christopher’s penis was but was amazed at how beautiful it looked. When they lay back on the bed, they started to kiss again. Christopher took hold of Lenorse and fondled him. Soon, their bodies were pressed together and lost in a feeling beyond their comprehension.
Their orgasms were quick and intense. Lenorse snapped out of his daze just in time to kiss Christopher and keep him from waking Spider. They lay still for a moment, shivering. Their chest and abdomens were wet and sticky. And they laughed.
“Wow!” Christopher said.
“Yeah!”
They kissed again.
“You’re kinda loud. How do you keep quiet when you play with yourself?” Lenorse asked.
Christopher blushed. “I bite on one of my jocks.”
They layed in each other’s arms for a little while longer, still high from their orgasms; still touching each other’s bodies. They kissed again before taking a shower where they played with each other. Christopher wanted Lenorse to take him in the mouth just like he’d seen a girl do to a guy in a dirty magazine that Lee Williams brought to school one day. Yet he was embarrassed about asking.
They watched the other masturbate. They soaped their bodies again, rinsed and toweled each other dry.
Back in Christopher’s bedroom, Christopher suggested that they get into bed. Lenorse turned off the light and slid into the same bed that Christopher lay in. He put his arm around Christopher. It was a little awkward for Lenorse trying to spoon Christopher’s body at first. He rested his face on Christopher’s back, smelling the soap from the shower on his skin.
In the dark, they listened to each other breathing.
“Why does it have to be a secret?” Christopher asked.
“What?”
“This. Us. I don’t want it to be a secret.”
“They say it’s against God’s law.”
“Then why would God make us this way?”
Christopher turned to look at Lenorse. He touched Lenorse’s face and flat chest.
“I’ve always liked you, Christopher.”
“I’ve always liked you. Ever since we were kids.”
They kissed.
“I wish it could always be like this,” Christopher said. He rolled around until Lenorse was spooning him again.
It was quiet. The two boys lay in the night - their hearts a bit calmed. They each thought of what had just happened between them; if what happened will make anything different. Christopher felt a sense of manly pride while Lenorse wondered about being a boy in love with another boy.
When Lenorse heard Christopher’s deep and even breathing, he knew that Christopher had fallen asleep. Lenorse held him for a while longer before he got out of bed and into the other one so that Christopher’s parents would not find them in the same bed and in each other’s arms.
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