Kyle
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Kyle
Tuesday December 23rd
The falling snow was slowly piling up and he could hear
the rest of the guys laughing as they all headed off into the darkness of
the coming night. They had met at the park earlier to goof around and just
enjoy a weekend off. School was winding down for the coming holidays and
they were all talking about what they hoped they’d get for Christmas. The
group of them had sat around a bit talking about things teenagers always
talked about. Don was bragging about how he got to feel up Sherry’s boobs
last night at the lookout and Russ had cracked them up when he asked if Don
was sure it was Sherry’s boobs and not the air bag.
He laughed with the rest as Don chased Russ around
threatening him with unspeakable bodily harm though they all knew that it
was just a joke. He listened as Keith told them how Becky was insisting on
him coming for dinner Christmas eve and how he was resisting, afraid of old
man Withers and his famous cross examinations of young boys that dated his
daughter. Johnny talked about how he had fled the Withers home when he had
dated Becky for a week, afraid that old man Withers would frisk him and find
the condom he kept in his back pocket.
It was when Kevin started to relate his own experiences
with Becky that Kyle felt the lump in his throat and the sudden flush that
seemed to always come to him whenever Kevin was around. He hated listening
to Kevin talk about the girls he was dating and it had taken him a long time
to realize that he had a crush on the guy.
At first it had terrified him and had made him quake
with fear but he couldn’t shake how he felt. Kevin wasn’t exactly
gorgeous, least not like the models in the magazine he had stashed up on his
shelf in his closet. Kevin had a pudgy nose from being broken a few times
and his chin was hard and there was this one dark hair that curled up around
the corner of one side of his mouth. He had longish brown hair that curled
inwards just under his ears but as much as Kyle hated to admit it, he found
himself constantly fantasizing about being with Kevin.
He knew inside that nothing could ever come of his
thoughts still it had passed a lot of time at night when the guys in the
magazines couldn’t hold his attention. Funny how he could sometimes get
off on flipping those pages but lately it kept
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