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  1. MrM

    Chapter 38

    The Brothers From Another are really good for each other. I do find the intimacy of Billy’s feelings for Sam interesting, though. How he notices Sam’s domesticity. I also find it interesting that when Sam speaks of find his ideal partner . . . He is basically describing Billy. Hmmm . . . Brandon might be ameanable to a threeway with Sam and Billy. It might need to go four-ways, though. Stevie needs some comforting too. Two blondes and two brunettes . . . Hmmmm. ??
  2. MrM

    Chapter 1

    Fascinating look at the thoughts of a member of the 1%. The beautiful yet unfulfilled. It’s easy to write an underdog if you’ve always been one. It’s hard to think through the mind of someone ‘privileged’ to see that they actually struggle too!
  3. MrM

    Too Cute . . .

    I've been laughing my butt of at this for a couple of days. These two cute dudes are soooo totally clueless, particularly the teenaged older brother. OMG! HAHAHAHA!
  4. MrM

    Entry 35

    I suspect that Chandler, being the experienced homosexual he is, in trying to tease out Brandon’s true sexual identity. Often, it’s meeting an older member of our orientation that get’s the ‘Outting’ process going. They are an example of what it is to be actively Out and ok about it. It’s a reason why older Gays need to take more responsibility for being good rolemodels for the younger ones. One thing a lot of us don’t have growing up is good rolemodels to be the best of who we really are. Maybe as things continue to get more normalized for the LGBT community more descent Gay rolemodels can surface to help guide LGBT youth in becoming the best persons they can be.
  5. MrM

    Entry 34

    Dad’s tend to be more cavelier about their sons. Boys need experience and adventure to grow. Well . . . ChanChan is both wrapped in a Grindr t-shirt! LOL Thaks Dodger for continuing to follow the story.
  6. MrM

    Entry 35

    Thanks again, Dumplin'.
  7. For a while now I have been composing a response to The Secret Life of Billy Chase. The response is Brandon's Blog, an online diary he keeps that is where he puts his thoughts, his experiences, his dreams, his poetry...and his heartaches. Brandon signed his first entry with 'Brandon...Smiling' and so this story is named. Thanks to the support of Atruefan who has been reading my response and who has given me positive feedback he was kind enough to sponsor me before Comsie The Great. His Alluring Majesty read my first chapter and gave his blessing for its release. Alas, though I wish he had the time, I don't think Comsie can always Beta Read this work though I would dearly love it if he could. I love his story so much that I want to remain faithful to it in Brandon's perspective. In that spirit I was wondering if any of you, his true fans and particularly of the Billy Chase Chronicle would like to Beta Read Brandon Smiling for me so that I stay the course. Brandon became a special character for me because the way Comsie wrote him greatly reminded me of myself at 14-15. This uncanny connection compelled me to start writing again after several years of lying fallow. This is a work from my heart and has aspects of my own experience being gay growing up. I greatly admire Comsie for his adept insight into such a character as mine as my experience was a fairly common one and one that many can connect with. This is how Comsie writes his characters. They are reflections of us and possibly as we could have been or would have meant to be. Anyway, I hope you guys might help out if you want. I would sure appreciate it. Love, MrM
  8. Brandon Smiling, Entry 35: https://www.gayauthors.org/story/mrm/brandonsmilingfromthebillychasechronicles/35 Meet Chandler Cross:
  9. May 30, Continued After Marie kissed me, she was pretty much attached to me at the hip for the rest of the evening. She tried every trick in the book to get me to go back with her into one of the bedrooms or back rooms or bathrooms or closets or . . . whatever room! Didn’t work. I now know what ‘on the make’ means. Marie is now the best example I have for that set of words put together in that way. I should be the luckiest boy in town having a girl *that* beautiful wanting to drag me off somewhere and practically rape me standing up! I wanted to! I really did, but I just. . . couldn’t. I don’t know. It felt wrong to me, but not, really, from a morality way because I basically feel, right now, that I go to Church mainly to make my Dad happy and because it’s just sort of an expected tradition. If I felt any other way about it I’d feel so guilty all the time I’d probably just go into my room and find a way to cut my thing off. Wow, Brandon! That was dark! Anyways, it felt wrong because it felt wrong to *me*! Like it was something that, kind of, deep down, didn’t feel right for me. Sex with Marie just . . . it doesn’t feel right! I feel it would be weird. It feels like I would be doing something my body is telling me isn’t what it wants. I don’t *know*! It’s so confusing! Here’s more confusing and weird: After peeing I opened the bathroom door and CHANDLER was standing there waiting! I looked at him and he smiled at me and I know he’s old like twenty, but . . . oh my *gawd* is he so GORGEOUS! I must have nearly tripped over my own feet screeching to a halt before running into him because Chandler actually had to grab my shoulders so I wouldn’t fall down. He played it off smoothly enough, though, even if there was something there in his eyes that made me wiggly inside when he looked into my eyes with his bright blue ones. “Whoa, there, Bright Eyes! Didn’t mean to scare ya or nothing. Just had to whiz too! Heh!” With Chandler’s dark strawberry reddish and slightly wavy hair, his bright blue eyes, his blushing cheeks, his stronger features, his strong hands . . . I immediately got hard with him just touching and looking at me! What was worse, my voice froze in my throat completely! I tried to make words come out, but they just wouldn’t! “Aww! My gosh you’re such a cutie! Look at those cheeks blush!” He smiled wider and my heart beat faster! “ 🎶 You sure are shy! Don’t know why. I cannot lie I think you make all the young girls sig-gh! 🎶 ” Chandler SANG at me! I don’t think I breathed for a whole minute after that! “Oookies. You run along now and play, BranBran. I DO have to whiz. I think that little friend of yours was looking for you. The *boy* one from PE as opposed to Ms. Marie 13-goin’-on-31-cougar-girl over there. Hehehehe!” He squeezed my shoulders and let me go and then softly closed the door behind him. Embarrassingly, I was so stunned I couldn’t move. The places on my shoulders where he squeezed were still tingling and I thought I managed to make a mess in my pants just by him touching me. Thankfully, that last part was just my imagination. But, here again, the truth comes out! I’m so fucking GAY I don’t think I can hide it much longer! Where Marie’s CONSTANT badgering me to ‘give it up’ fails my lust for Chandler would definitely not have failed. I would have TOTALLY done it with *him* right there in that bathroom! Laws and rules, whatever! I’m glad he had more sense that I had and locked the door to the bathroom behind him! It would have gotten him in big trouble. But, for me, it might have just been worth it! Next, to Billy, this guy is the most delicious flavor of man-candy I think I could ever have imagined! Chandler is just beautiful! So, for the rest of the night, I felt caught between two desires: 1) to please Marie and let her ‘do’ me in the back bedroom and make my Dad proud or 2) grab Chandler and push him into the back bedroom and do *him* which probably would NOT make my Dad proud! I figured I’d do neither. So I went with the safer option . . . looking for Stevie: my nonthreatening classmate and new friend. I found him easily enough. The poor guy was trying to become part of the corner of the wall as far away from Jamie’s goon squad as possible. Who invited poor Stevie to this? He’s TERRIFIED of these Jock bullies and with good reason. I figure they’d pick on him as much as they do Jimmy LaPlane, given half a chance. Stevie is small, younger, and . . . pretty ‘girley.’ A perfect target. So, glad for the distraction from my two ‘hunters,’ I went to Stevie’s rescue. It was cute seeing how much his face brightened up when he saw me. He said, “BRANDON! Cool! You came! I was worried I’d be stuck in here with these gorillas all by myself! I got an invitation note in my locker yesterday! I could not BELIEVE I’d been invited to a Jamie Cross Party! But, like, to be honest, I almost didn’t come ‘cause I didn’t know why they wanted me here and ‘cause, like, maybe you wouldn’t be here.” Stevie smiled shyly and gave me a sweet hug. Ok, that was TOTALLY Gay! The Universe must be testing me or showing me something or something. I seem to have been SURROUNDED by Gay temptations today! “Yup. Jamie and Marie kind of ‘kidnapped’ me and dragged me here. Hehehe.” I said, trying to avoid the weirdness of having Stevie being *that* happy to see me. He snickered and covered his mouth a bit and his giant blue eyes twinkled under his black bangs as he looked up at me shyly. I guess I stared for too long because he started to blush and wiggle uncomfortably. “Um, like, you want a coke or something? I think they are in the kitchen.” Stevie said as he tried to break the tension a bit. It was weird that there was this tension between us. There was just something . . . different about Stevie at the party. Something extra . . . cute! His delicate features kind of got prettier and stuff. I don’t know. Wow. First Chandler and now Stevie! I must be getting desperately horny lately. Just about every boy I see now I want to, you know, . . . BE with or whatever. I’m kind of glad Billy wasn’t there. I think I would have totally come on to him tonight. Since he’s straight that would have been the end of my life in High School. I still have to be careful even with Stevie. He acts one way, but he may be the other way and just be a little, I guess, *precious* is the word. “Yeah. A soda sounds pretty good. Haven’t had one in a while. My Dad only buys bottled water and milk.” I told Stevie as we went to the kitchen. Unfortunately, in order to get there, we had to pass ‘The Goon Squad.’ “~Kiss, Kiss, Kiss~ Look! It’s ‘BranBran’ and his little prom date! Do you guys mind if we watch while you guys buttfuck one another on the counter in there? I want a video for, you know, later.” It was Karl, the most vicious of Jamie’s posse. The one that keeps at poor Jimmy all the time. The very guy both Stevie and I most tried to avoid at Jamie’s party. He had only two of the other assholes with him. They laughed like they were ‘supposed’ to. I looked around for Jamie or Marie, but no one had been there to rescue us that time, so I just, kind of, smiled at Karl’s ‘joke’ and pushed the petrified Stevie through the swinging kitchen door. That didn’t work. Karl must have smelled blood because he came after us. I was scared that I’d have to fight him and even with training, Karl was a lot bigger than me. Heavier. He’s a Receiver on the team and a Senior at seventeen. A full grown man! Stevie and I are just boys next to him. I think we act more mature, though, to be honest. “HEY! I was TALKIN’ to you two! It’s bad fuckin’ manners just to walk away when someone starts a nice friendly conversation with you!” Karl bellowed into the kitchen. His blood was up and I wondered if he and his fellow goons might not have gotten into Mr. Cross’s booze stash somewhere. Karl started toward us and I kept Stevie behind me. “HEY, ASSWIPE! LEAVE ‘EM ALONE!” I heard a louder voice shout into the kitchen behind Karl, who was, like, standing over us getting ready to ‘play,’ I suppose. His eyes narrowed and he slowly turned to face the person who’d interrupted him. I looked around Karl (hard to do) and saw Chandler standing there looking REALLY fierce! That red hair’s no lie! He looked ‘fiery!’ Karl being a TOTAL ginger also got his temper up. “WHY? You want your piece first, ‘ChanChan?’ I suppose it’s only fair being that it’s your fucking birthday!” Karl sassed. “Don’t you SASS *ME*, boy! Actually, you know what? GET THE FUCK OUT! I don’t want your shit-ass at my party! You always ruin shit, Karl!” Chandler growled at Karl! COOL! “I go where I fucking WANT, Faggot! I also DO what I want! Who says YOU can fucking order *me* around?” Karl charged Chandler in an attempt to beat him up on his Birthday, but there was a reason why I thought Chandler was extra sexy: he has muscles! Chandler quickly stepped aside and let the swinging door he’d been holding open hit Karl right in the face! HAHAHAHA! Chandler then grabbed the struggling Karl by his ugly-assed nappy orange hair and dragged him to the front door, opened it up and THREW him with one hand out onto the porch. Karl got up and tried to charge the door, but Chandler slammed it in his fucking face! “YOU LET ME THE FUCK BACK IN YOU FAGGOT MUTHERFUCKER! I’ll FUCKING TEAR YOUR FUDGEPACKING ASS UP!” Bang-bang-bang, Karl hammered on the door. Chandler just stared the closed door down, which was shaking with Karl’s blows! Stevie and I were staring at the whole scene, peeking out from around the kitchen door. I looked over and saw Jamie standing there with his mouth hanging open totally horrified! “Karl! You BITCH ASSED CLOSET-CASE! If you do NOT vacate these premises in ten seconds I’m calling the cops to throw your tight little ass in lockup! I’m sure you can find a whole BUNCH of ‘fudgepacking mutherfuckers’ to tear YOUR ass up in there! GET THE FUCK OFF MY LAWN!” Chandler’s voice rang angrily in the house! Marie came to stand next to me with her arms crossed with the most satisfied grin on her face. “I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU! WHAT GIVES YOU THE RIGHT TO THROW *ME* OUT!” Karl did not give up easily. “THIS IS MY HOUSE, THAT’S WHAT! WHEN MOM AND DAD ARE OUT, I’M IN CHARGE! GET ME? SO . . . ONE. TWO. . . ” Wow! Now I get it! Chandler is Jamie’s big brother! “YOU DON’T EVEN FUCKING LIVE HERE ANYMORE! ~BangBangBang~” Karl really DOESN’T know when to quit! “THREE! FOUR! GETTING THE PHONE OUT! FIVE!” Chandler’s countdown to Karl’s tight ass’s doom continued! Hehehe! “Oh FUCK ALL Y’ALL! SEE IF I EVER COME BACK TO ANY OF YOUR LAME-ASSED PARTIES AGAIN, JAMIE! You fucking Faggots have fun!” The pounding stopped and we heard the slow shuffling of tennis shoes walking away and then a car peel off angrily followed by the sound of police sirens! HAHAHAHAHA! Tickets, please! Chandler continued to stare at the door, not laughing and hardly moving. I saw he was flushed red from head to toe! WOW! A redhead on our side for a change! After a second, he straightened himself up, brushed his hands together in a gesture of ‘good riddance,’ and turned with the biggest sparkling grin on his face. He cocked his hip like a ‘fashion model’ and said with a flourish of his hands like a girl: “Ok. So, who wants pizzzzz-aaa!” There was a moment of silence from all the shocked faces in the room, but then Marie broke the silence and ran up to hug Chandler around the middle. “God I love you, Big Bro! I’ve been waiting for Karl to get his ass tossed for, like, FOREVER!” Chandler kissed her on the head and turned to Jamie, who was still frozen in horror. “Jamie, Dumplin’, order four pizzas for delivery: Pepperoni, two Meatlovers, and one veggie for me and, I suspect, Stevie too. K, Tiger?” Chandler said it so sweetly that Jamie just nodded and scurried out to place the order. The other guys followed him, I guess to get away from the other crazy redhead they knew before he went off on them too. LOL! He turned to look at us and cocked his head in sympathy: “Awwww! Come on you guyyyys! This is supposed to be a PARTY! Let’s go down to the game room! I just got four Subscriptions to Overwatch for my birthday that I need help with.” OVERWATCH? I was totally in! Marie actually squealed at that, Stevie and I looked at each other like we’d just won $1 million. We all rushed down into the Cross’s ‘Fabulous Game Room’, as Chandler called it, and he got busy hooking Marie, Stevie, and me up to our latest video gaming addiction! We spent the whole time down there! Jamie included. His friends finally left after getting bored! Hehehehe! This was quality time with Big Brother. No one was going to get in the way with that, I guess. By the end of the evening, I felt like I had a new big brother too! A big brother I continue to have very naughty dreams about! Ahhhh . . . Chandler! This is Brandon . . . The ChanChan Addict!
  10. MrM

    Chapter 23 - Broken Restraints

    Awww! I can’t wait for the date!
  11. MrM

    Too Cute . . .

    I need to find a head for my pillow butt. 😮 What?
  12. MrM

    A Truly Beautiful "GFD" offerring...

    Latest chapter of Blood Ties inspired me to make a tagline
  13. MrM

    Chapter 46

    I think it’s time for the Jeweler to become a giant jewel. Poor sweet Taryn. 😢
  14. MrM

    GFD: Dark Web 2

    Ooooooo shivers! This a nice and creepy one, Comsie!
  15. Now available: Brandon Smiling, Entry 34 https://www.gayauthors.org/story/mrm/brandonsmilingfromthebillychasechronicles/34
  16. MrM

    Because...'boy in a dress', I guess?

    Destroy them immediately, Lord Vader.
  17. May 29 “Dude! You gotta come! It’s mandatory! Marie will never let up on me if you don’t come! Come on, Dude!” Jamie’s blue eyes just twinkled and his smile just glittered and the blush in his cheeks was just perfect and still . . . I kept saying ‘No’. You have to understand, I don’t do parties. I hate dancing! I’m too shy to talk to anyone, much less actually flirt with anyone, and I won’t break my Dad’s rules about alcohol and drugs and stuff. Except for a sip of Piss Warm Beer (PWB) when I’m in England with Cedrick, I don’t really have any desire to drink. I got really tipsy once and then threw up for about four hours the last time someone tried to get me to drink alcohol. So now, basically, I don’t get the whole ‘getting drunk is fun’ thing. Maybe later when I’m old like my Dad I’ll be able to pitch down a glass of booze without even wincing, but that won’t be for a lo-ong time! So, I’m not sure if Jamie’s parties would be like that or not, but something says that even if he wouldn’t be into it, his stupid ‘friends’ would. They already smoke under the bleachers. I know because I can smell it when I’m out there looking for some peace or whatever. It’s a great early warning system so that I can book it the hell out of there before they know I’m there and start hunting me like a scared rabbit. “It’ll be SO much fun! We just got this new Bose sound system put in and Ke$ha sounds SOOO awesome through it! Marie and I have been spazzing out to it for a couple of weeks! You’ll love it! Marie might even, you know . . . bump and grind you or twerk it for you! Hehehe!” Jamie’s cute giggling was not what made me turn tomato red all of a sudden. It was the idea of having Marie basically dry-hump me in front of a bunch of losers that gave me a whole body blush and chill. Holy Jesus, Mary, and Joseph! That would be the LAST thing I’d want to happen in front of all those assholes! “Awww, you’re too funny, Brandon. Turning all red! No, but really, that probably won’t happen ‘cause Marie would never be able to do anything like that in front of anyone. I only catch her dancing ‘sexy’ when she’s forgot to close the door all the way to her room and she’s practicing, I guess.” Jamie shrugs. More images I don’t need in my head! God, my pants started getting tight at my zipper when he started in with that. Hell . . . maybe I’m going straight after all! Jamie got this sly look suddenly like he had a big secret to tempt me with. I couldn’t imagine he could throw anything short of his giving me a blowjob that would convince me of coming to the party, but, the bastard DID have a hook after all. A non-sexy one at that. “We also got a new PS4 Pro, Dude! We were thinking of doing a Diablo 3 tourney at some point. You in?” Jamie winked at me and I have to admit I was stunned by this little revelation. I’ve been lusting for a PS4 Pro since I heard it was coming out and, having played Diablo with Cedrick and Franc on the PC before, I knew it could be INSANELY fun! “I bet you that Marie would team with you on stuff. She’s, like, fucking amazing with almost every game we have! I sometimes think she’s my little brother trapped in a girl’s body.” Jamie got this silly ‘thinking’ face that he was seriously considering what he had just said which made it even funnier. I had to giggle. “Oooooh Kay. If you got that going on then . . . I guess I could go if my Dad lets me.” I pushed my hands in my pockets and shrugged. Bad move. Jamie literally grabbed me in a bear hug and lifted me off the ground! “DUDE! FANTASTIC! MARIE WILL BE SO EXCITED!” Jamie put me down and I had to rub my arms out because, um, Jamie definitely works out! “K! See you there, Dude! 8 PM! Don’t be too late, but don’t come early neither! Don’t want you to look like a geek or anything! Bye!” Jamie jogs off and his butt was just . . . oh my god! Anyways, so I’m on for doing this Party tomorrow night. I hope this won’t be too awkward. Maybe it will be fun. We’ll see. This is Brandon the Party Monster. May 30th Well, I’m not really sure what to think about tonight. It was weird, embarrassing, crazy, and, yes even fun! My Dad wasn’t convinced it was a good thing for me to go or not, at first, but then when I said Marie was going to be there he was suddenly all for it! Hehehehe! He’s really into my dating her, I guess. Who am I to disappoint, I suppose? But anyways, I got the ok to go with the ‘proviso’ that I be back by 11 PM. I said that wouldn’t be a problem since the Cross adults were going to be back by 10 PM to break things up, apparently. Mr. Cross was also set to pick me up at 7:30 PM. The party was supposed to start at 8 PM, but Marie told me things really get started earlier than that because “Jamie has the patience of a gnat and starts shit before anyone’s even there.” HAHAHAHA! He seems to be ADD that’s for sure. It took me a few to choose the wardrobe for the evening. I went with skinny jeans and my blousy bright blue shirt. It’s really pretty and looks a little silky. I thought Marie might like it (and maybe a couple of guys too, maybe). My Mom always said that you should ‘dress to impress’ no matter where you go and so, if I have any advantage at all in this world, it’s that she taught me how to dress well. I looked at myself in the mirror and did a little ‘forward comb’ of my hair, kind of ‘emo style,’ but not really. I think I looked cute even for a dorky string bean! The shirt was long sleeved so I rolled the sleeves up a bit. They’d fall down again, later, but whatever. Mr. Cross came to the door and shook hands with my Dad. He even came in and had a Coke (no beer because he’d be driving). Mr. Cross explained that Jamie’s ‘Soirées,’ as he called them, basically are an excuse to listen to music a little more loudly than normal, eat junk food, and drink too much (soda). It also usually ‘degenerated’ into a fit of video gaming for the boys and gossiping for the girls. He’s never known Jamie do anything ‘wrong’ at these things so no need to worry. My Dad assured that he wasn’t worried and that he trusted me to have the commons sense he taught me. I don’t know what that means, but I took it as a compliment anyways. So, I wasn’t surprised that Marie was waiting for me in the back of the car. She bounded out and literally SKIPPED over to hug me and give me a little kiss on my cheek. I blushed despite myself and looked at the two Dad’s feeling stupid and embarrassed per the usual. Who I WASN’T expecting was Jamie. He came out of the car too! Why would he come out to get me too for? Huh? “DOOOOOD! I frigging dig that shirt! It’s like Hella Dopeness!” Jamie actually fondled my collar and my shoulder. Apparently he liked the shirt. Marie rubbed her cheek on it. I guess they both liked it. “Ok, you two meatballs, stop feeling up Brandon’s shirt and lets get going. I’ll have him back by 11, Brian.” Mr. Cross said and my Dad waved at us. He looked happy. That made me happy. I guess that meant we were all happy. I sat in between the two Cross kids with Marie holding my hand and Jamie going on and on about all the stuff he had planned. Who he’d got to ‘DJ,’ what pizza place was catering, but, most importantly, who all would be there. I was disappointed to hear that Billy wasn’t coming because Jamie didn’t mention him at all. He didn’t mention Sam either, which was a relief. “Just for you we even invited that little Gay friend of yours! You know, that Emo kid!” That . . . dumped a cold shiver down my spine! Was he referring to Stevie and . . . why was Jamie calling him out as Gay and, more importantly, why was he associating me with my ‘Gay’ friend? ‘Just for me?’ “Oh, uh . . . who?” I played stupid. It was my safest option! “You know! That cute little dude! The one Chandler keeps catching you playing racketball with! I dunno his name. I think ChanChan said that he kicks ass in racketball! Wish that meant something, but it’s only racketball and he looks wa-ay too small and skinny even to be our water boy on the field much less someone on the team.” Jamie was referring to the football team, of course. That’s the only team that matters to the school, I suppose. Even basketball takes a big back seat to football at our school. But, that got me to thinking and that always gets me to worrying. Jamie’s spies have been keeping tabs on me? That . . . creeps me out, um, a LOT! I have to watch my step then. I knew it would be dangerous to get too close to Jamie, but, because of Marie I’m sort of sucked into his little tornado of ‘popularity’. Never having been popular at all, myself, I don’t know the rules, though I seem to be learning. One of them is to know that you’re watched constantly! How exhausting! I suppose it’s ok if you are a big, beautiful, dumb, blond jock like Jamie, but I’m not sure I could handle the scrutiny. I thought maybe going to the party might really be a terrible idea, especially since I’m riding in the Cross’s car! Then, as usual, Marie, with her amazing psychic abilities, senses Jamie is stepping all over it again with me: “Jamie! Would you shut the hell up, why don’t you? Hearing ‘ChanChan’ is spying on poor Brandon is creeping me out! How do you think it makes HIM feel? Brandon’s normal people! Not a part of your stupid jock-ass celebrity popularity contest you idiots belong to. Oh, and TRUST me, ‘ChanChan’ has a lot of nerve Outing a boy he’s never even met. You ask me, ‘ChanChan’ is one Pride Party away from being a Go-Go Boy in Boystown himself!” Marie crossed her arms and pouted out the window. Jamie looked at her with his mouth hanging open catching flies, and . . . I couldn’t help but stifle a giggle. Ah Marie . . . “Would you too kids pipe down back there? I feel like that last time we drove to Disney World and I nearly had to chloroform you both before your Ma killed ya both! Holy Toledo!” ‘Holy Toledo?’ “Sorry, Dad.” They both said like a chorus. It was so perfectly practiced that I think it’s something they say a LOT around Mr. Cross! When we arrived I was surprised there were kids there already! They were gathered out on the driveway shooting hoops more or less. Mostly less. Eight eager faces turned toward the car waiting for the arrival of their King, I guess. Marie stepped out of the car first, I guess to let me out. I wasn’t so eager to get out of the car, to be honest. I recognized the ‘squad’ as being Jamie’s inner circle of jock jerks. I had half a mind to ask Mr. Cross just to drive me home, but thought better of it as Marie pulled from one direction and Jamie pushed in the other. What the hell? Marie was greeted with a round of wolf whistles and catcalls of a less sick nature then intended, I guess, because Mr. Cross was coming out of the car too. What was WAY weird and REALLY kind of freaking embarrassing was that the wolf whistles got WORSE when they saw me! I didn’t understand that. The big ugly red head, Karl, put his hands to his mouth and shouted “HEY PRETTY BABY! ~smooch smooch smooch~” which got a round of high pitched stupid laughs from the others. I wanted to craw UNDER the car! “MAN! SHUT YOUR SOULLESS ASS UP, CARROT TOP!” Marie shouted back. The others went ‘oooOOooooo’ and giggled before going back to their game. “Marie! Darlin’! Language!” Mr. Cross moaned. “Sorry, Dad.” Marie moped. I looked up at Jamie who kind of shrugged and giggled nervously himself. Wow, Dude! Let Marie fight your battles for you much? Billy looks up to this dill weed? But, true to Jamie, he made up for it in different ways. Mostly distracting me and ignoring his idiot ‘friends.’ “DUDE! You gotta see the decorations my Mom did! They are next level outstanding! Everything Chandler loves! There’s, like, a picture of him with us, like, playing with me as a baby! It’s so cute!” Oh my . . . maybe Jamie is Gay after all! I went in and everything was Star Wars. I mean EVERYTHING! I don’t even want to know where Mrs. Cross managed to get some of that stuff? It looked ‘real’! There was even a Darth Vader stand up statue (life like) in the corner with lights and everything! To be honest, he scared the crap out of me when I first noticed him! What a creepy idea for a character! A Nazi with a black skull and bug eyes? Come ON! I never cared for Star Wars much. Apparently, this Chandler was important to the Crosses so it got my curiosity up. I don’t remember him from our High School though I think he must visit, which is weird, because, then why is he on campus spying on ME for? “Wait, is this the same ‘ChanChan’ who watches Stevie and me?” I whispered into Marie’s ear. “The one and only. I swear he and Jamie are going to make a baby one day. Straight my ass! ” she rolled her eyes. I stifled a full on laughing fit on that one! “What’s so funny?” Jamie wanted to know. “CHANDLER! Enough said.” Marie told Jamie. “Um. What about him?” Jamie looked confused again. “Oh, please! Chandler is the entertainment. Who needs the DJ, Clown, or Mime, or whoever!” Marie sassed. Jamie just rolled his eyes and they came to rest on me, blue like the sky. “DON’T listen to her, Brandon. Chandler is one of the coolest guys EVAR! You’ll like him and you’ll understand why he keeps an eye out for you! I promise!” Jamie said, mysteriously. Um, this is the WEIRD part of this whole thing? A guy I never met who has a mission in life to scope me out? I just don’t get it. “Ok, so when is the Boy Wonder supposed to show up?” Marie asked, not hiding her basic dislike for the guy. “Um . . . now!” Jamie said as he heard a heavy engine running. He COMPLETELY minced over to the window all excited! Um, . . . wow! Who needs Gaydar? I just ‘casually’ followed him to the window, trying to keep my cool, even though I was overwhelmed with curiosity to see who this Chandler dude was. I was, uh, glad I looked! Jamie is beautiful. He is the blond jock every human being would want to ‘get’ with. But . . . Chandler was aaaaaaMAzing! I saw him step out of a fucking Porsche! But, that wasn’t what impressed me! It was CHANDLER who impressed me! Chandler stood about 5’ whatever, about my height, but he had broader shoulders and a much more ‘built’ physique. He looked built like a man! He had dark strawberry/ginger hair tucked under a Cubs baseball cap. He wore expensive Ray Ban sunglasses so I couldn’t see his eyes. He also wore tight cutoff shorts and a tight muscle t-shirt with something on it that said something about ‘Grindr’ whatever that means. The shirt, pretty much showed everything he owned on his body. My mouth was agape! Most importantly, he looked old enough to be a College guy! How was it that it was THIS guy who had been following Stevie and me around? I’d have noticed! He was . . . gorgeous! After doing fist bumps and even full on squeezie hugs and butt-spanks with Jamie’s ‘bros’ he marched right up to the front door and let himself in. Jamie literally RAN to the front door and they both hugged like long lost lovers! I, uh . . . yeah. Despite herself, Marie let Chandler grab her and lift her into a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. She even looked like she enjoyed it. But, then, I don’t know how she couldn’t. Chandler had taken off his Ray Bans so I could finally see his eyes. OMG! They were bluer than Jamie’s! My heart skipped a whole beat when he looked over at me. “A-Ha! This must be the ‘boyfriend’! Wow, Marzzy . . . Sharezies?” Chandler’s glorious eyes settled on me and, honestly, I was lost in them! Naturally, I must have blushed beet red at his ‘sharesies’ comment. But, Marie’s response was so shocking I had, like, NO time to react! I felt a sudden a hand grip my butt kinda hard and felt myself pulled up against Marie’s bosom. “Hey, ‘ChanChan!’ Hands off! This butt’s MINE! Go see if Jamie wants a kiss or something.” Chandler’s lip stuck out in a super cute pout and then he kissed his hand and blew it at me! “Let’s wait a few years, yet. Then we’ll see.” Chandler winked at me and then turned on his heel to Jamie with a flourish and they went off excitedly talking about all the decorations and stuff. My eyes must have gone totally wide along with my mouth at what i was experiencing, “Oh, close it, or there’s no telling what might go in there with ‘ChanChan’ around. I swear every time he comes in from Boystown it gets weird!” My mouth remained open in shock. He really was! “You mean he’s really . . . ?” I just couldn’t seem to finish the sentence. “Gay? Well if you can’t see that then you really are the cutest most innocent Catholic boy I’ve ever met!” Marie blinked her eyes at me slowly and before I knew it, she was kissing me on the lips in a way I’ve never had done before. I admit, I felt dizzy and loved every minute of THAT kiss! Wow! So the party began and so did the weirdest night of my life so far! I gotta go . . . More later. This is Brandon, Uh . . . Whatever. Where’s Chandler gone?
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    That looks suspiciously like where I plan to take my vacation.
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  20. I have gotten deep enough into this story now that I thought I might post a thread about it for Q and A and suggestions if anyone wants to offer anything. Participation is always appreciated. I am very new here and have never really published anything that I've written before so I am very appreciative of my readers. Thank you ever so much! ~~~~~ Snowflake, A Love Story: [sharedmedia=stories:stories:4676]
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    Chapter 30

    This one was deep! Beautifully done and well worth the wait! 💖

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