1. Caden&Nicolas - Part 1


    Date: 1/8/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Boy / Boy, Gay, Teen Male / Teen Male, Author: VanillaNightt, Rating: 73.9, Source: sexstories.com

    as my parents, having been alert and hearing the crash that was significantly close to my house, rushed to us, an emergency team on their way. I thought we were going to die that night, and I might even have let go had it not been for four words I heard firmly before we lost touch of ourselves. “I love you, Caden.” Yes, I had heard them before. And yes, I have said them back, but the meaning behind them this time was not something that I had expected. I think that’s what forced me to hold on. What transpired later is a story that is long and drawn out. We both healed, and we both pretended like we hadn’t heard what he had said. We lived our lives as best friends, the words hung heavy on our shoulders but unspoken. Pictures from the crash surfaced on the internet, and we found ourselves—even unsociable Nyx!—surrounded by friends from the bonfire the next day when we woke up. People wanted to hear the story of what had happened, and I would be the only one to tell. Nyx always hung back with head held low and his eyes adverted to his feet. He didn’t like the attention, and I’m sure he held onto his words harder than I. Then a week later Nyx’s father, an avid hunter, pulled in a wild boar that had a severe wound to his back leg. There was still a piece of metal that had torn off of my car embedded in his skin. Needless to say he called for a celebration of life, glad to see his son live another day, hated seeing the invisible veil that hung over the both of us since that ...
    night. I know he has sensed his son’s sexuality from the day Nicolas began to change into Nyx, but the man tries with all his might to hide it. As of this moment only I, and Gordon (finally named) knows the truth, though as I’ve suggested I highly doubt a boy, although exceptionally attractive, to remember what went down that night. Something strange followed the night of the crash. We were in the midst of what they were calling a drought. Florida was getting little to no rain, but suddenly off the coast in the Atlantic two storms formed, one slower than the other, and we’ve spent the last two weeks battling two separate hurricanes, albeit category one and two and little damage to our town. For several days we went without electricity, and it was on one of those days after the second hurricane that I found myself nearly naked in my room, with Nyx nearly naked by my side. We were splayed out along the ground, windows opened and bedroom door shut. My parents weren’t home—they had gone out on the town with my little brother Carson to find something for my poor brother to do. He is far too young to understand. I fidgeted on the floor, my boxer-briefs uncomfortably sticking to me in places I failed to notice their existence. Nyx lay down flat on his stomach, wearing nothing but loose boxers covered in stars. He looked at me sideways, and for the first time in a long time I took in the boy I’ve called my brother my entire life. Though slick and wet and sticking to his head, he had ...
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