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how's you little cripple boyfriend?"
"Don't start it Mom," I
"It is so obvious
you are queer for him. Is he a faggot too? God how pathetic you are
even for a queer."
"Mom, go back home.
Go back to your drugs. How are you getting the money for your drugs
huh? Are flat backing for them?"
"Why you little bastard!" she
went to hit me again but this Gay Pthc
time. I was ready. Five years of karate
had taught me a lot.
I grabbed her wrist, "Don't
you ever try to hit me again. Because next time I will punch you out!"
I knew she must be coming down because that was the way she acted when
she was coming down off a high - mean and vindictive.
I called Alex as soon as I got to my room I knew he wouldn't be home
yet but I want to leave him a message to let him know I cared. I did
care. I also missed him. I called him again an hour later and he was
home. His voice sounded so good. I wanted to be with him.
While I was talking to him I remembered that the porter had taken my
laptop to Mom's room. I ran up to get my laptop. I had a key card, which
I got from the front desk clerk that checked us in.
I heard her in the
bathroom talking to someone. I was about to let her know I was taking
my pc when I heard her say, "I absolutely hate the
little faggot. He is just like his dad. I expect to catch him sucking
some guy's dick like I caught his pathetic father."
"Jerry, I don't know
if I can last three more years it just isn't worth nine million. Trying
to keep him out of feature films is becoming harder and harder. Hold
on a sec, who's out there?"
"I just came in to
get my laptop I want to see if I have any email."
"Well get it and
I was in shock I guess. Our relationship was strained since I came back
from England but she never showed me how much she hated me until I told
Jack to get me the audition. She wanted to stop me. Why? I just didn't
And then the stuff she said about catching my dad sucking somebody's
dick. If she hated him so much why Gay Pthc
did she have me? Why not abortion
or adoption? Why would she get nine million by keeping me out of feature
I ended up walking around London in a daze. I knew I Gay Pthc
should have called
Alex but I didn't want to burden him my problems and there was no way
I could hide my despondent attitude. I began to reason that he didn't
really need someone like me in his life.
Jocelyn never talked to me about my dad or my grandparents. Why would
anyone pay her nine million dollars to keep me out of feature films?
The only people I knew who were rich were my grandparents because they own
our house. Why did they hate me? I'd never even met them. I didn't even
know who they were. Was Sugarstone my rightful name?
I needed to talk to someone and the only one I knew was Trent or Peter.
I got back to the hotel after eight pm and called Trent. I talked to
Trent for an short while. I told him about meeting Alex. I wanted to call
Alex but it was too late.
I sent an email to Jack asking him to call me or to email me. I sent
Alex an email and apologized for being such a lousy friend and I could
understand if he never wanted to hear from me again I needed some time
to sort myself out and I didn't want to burden him with my problems.
I cried myself asleep. An hour later Peter called. I was a wreck I cried
the whole time I was tired and totally emotional. I remember telling
him about Alex and started crying again because I'd fuck up so badly
in being a friend. I finally just hung up. He didn't call back and I
cried even more. I just felt so alone, so ashamed of myself, so ashamed
of my father.
I was beyond tired
but I couldn't sleep. At five A.M. I went for a walk came back after
two hours, collapsed on my bed, and slept. It was Peter again. He was
concerned and checking on me -- I thanked him for calling.
I cried again after he hung up.
I checked my email there was nothing. I cried because I wanted so much
to hear from Alex. I called Alex on the phone but there was no answer.
I went to pee and then crawled back into my bed and cried. I missed Alex
so much. I felt so screwed up.
I couldn't sleep so I turned on the tele.
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half an hour later someone was knocking on my door.
"Go away," I muttered
They kept knocking. I staggered to the door and opened it. It was Peter.
"You look like shit!" he
I started crying. He picked me up and lay Gay Pthc
me down on my bed. Peter stripped
of his clothes except his boxers. He got into bed with me, took me in
his arms and just held me until I fell asleep.
I slept in his arms
until early afternoon when there was a knock at my door. I start to
get up to answer and Peter said, "I'll get it."
"Who the hell are you?" I
heard my mother say.
"Peter and you are you," asked
She looked past Peter to me.
"Oh my God! You filthy little whore!" Gay Pthc
she directed to me, "Do
you have any idea how old he is? Or even who he is?"
"Yes, he is Hawken
Sugarstone and he is fifteen years old."
"You fucking perverts. I could have you arrested! You fucking disgust
me!" she said with venom in her voice.
"Ma'am whoever you
are, you are the pervert or you high on drugs. Would you please leave
or I'll have to call the management."
"I'm his mother!
And it's you who should leave before I call the cops! Hawken get your
things we are leaving this godforsaken country and you will not be
doing this film."
"I'm not going Mother."
"Yes you are young
man. You are returning with me to the states and YOU will not be doing
this film because I fired Jack Martin as your agent. You little faggot
your acting, modeling and singing days are over. You have no legal
rights until you are eighteen."
"Hawken she's right you are not of age to sign a contract any contracts
you enter into must be signed by your legal guardian," he smiled, "I
think you and I should return to LA and start legal proceeding so that
I can become your legal guardian."
"Mom, go upstairs, I'll join you in a moment. I just want to thank Peter
for his offer and to say goodbye." The look on Peter's face was terrible
and I hated saying what I said but I had no choice.
Mom sneered at Peter as she left and called him a faggot as she left
As soon as she was
gone I jumped out of bed ran over to Peter and kissed him, "Get dressed.
Take my bags. Make sure you have the front desk get you a taxi. I'll
meet you a Heathrow. I love you Peter, but if I left with you she would
have caused a very bad scene. Here's my ticket, I'll leave here in
an hour. Call Trent and Jack, let Jack know he is still my agent."
"You're amazing," he
said. His eyes got all watery.
"So are you. You
came all the way here to rescue me. To have you as my guardian would
be a dream come true, Now get going."
Peter left with my things. I threw on my clothes, went upstairs to my
mom's room, and knocked on the door.
Mom opened the door.
I walked in.
"So, what about my
"You can continue
but not with Trent."
"Do you really hate
me that much?
"Why because I'm
like my father?"
"As a matter of fact
yes. He was a homosexual like you."
"So why did you have me -- why
didn't you abort me or give me up for adoption?"
"I ask myself that
a hundred times a day."
"Do we have to leave
today or can I go see a show maybe Bombay Dream or Les Miserables you
"Did your friend
She reached for the phone.
"Did an American
man just leave the hotel?"
"Yes, one could say he was good looking. Thank you." She looked at me, "So,
it appears he did leave. I guess he got what he wanted."
I shrugged my shoulders
looking sad then added, "There was really no
point in him staying, and you seem to hold Gay Pthc
all the cards, as they say."
"Yes, I do."
"So, do I pack or
do I take a bath and dress up?"
"I'll make reservations
for Les Miserables separate seats because I know you don't want to
set near me and I certainly don't want to set near you."
"Fine, call me and
let me know when to meet you in the lobby. Goodbye Jocelyn"
I returned to my room and took a shower; Mom called and told me to meet
her at 7:30 in the lobby. I told here I would see her then. But could
she call me at 6:30 to wake me up, as I didn't get much sleep. I knew
that would irk her, as she would think that Peter and I had sex all night.
I left the hotel by the employee entrance and met Peter at Heathrow
at three and our plane was schedule to leave at four forty-five.
I called Alex from the airport Alex answered.
"Alex, it me Hawken.
Please forgive me Alex."
"Why didn't you call
me? You promised."
"I ran into some
problems. I Gay Pthc
didn't want to burden you with them. Alex, I have to go
back to LA. My plane leaves in an hour."
"No! You were going to visit me!" he
"Alex, please don't
cry. I love you."
"But why are you
"I have no choice
Alex. I have to see lawyers and do a lot of legal stuff so I can be
free of my Mom. She hates me and wants to make me miserable."
"Why does she hate
I had to be honest with Alex.
"Because -- because I love you. I'm gay." I
said with my heart in my throat. I waited for him to say something
or hang up. He didn't say anything.
"I love you too," he said crying, "Hawken,
I thought you guessed that I was gay and you hated me. Do you have
He was gay and he
loved me. "I love you more than anything. I want to
be with you for the rest of my life but I have to handle some things
before that can happen. The worse part is I don't know how long that
will take but I will call or email you everyday. Oh, God this hurts me
so much to leave. I feel like I am being torn it half."
I heard Mr. Ambrose
in the background and then Alex screaming at him. "Alex!
"Hawken, Gay Pthc
John Ambrose, please don't call here anymore."
"No! Please, please
don't take him away from me. I love him."
He hung up. Peter came to get me because the plane was starting to board.
Peter pulled me into
a hug and I cried. "You got it real bad, huh?"
"Yeah," I sobbed.
"Come on let's get
My first class ticket was enough that Peter got us to seats in business
class. After they serve the food I snuggled into Peter and slept for
almost the whole trip. To be continued -
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