This is my first real slash fic ever. Be nice, if possible.
One night, when the moon was full and the wind blew softly, Arnold was sitting on his couch in his bedroom. He lied there, breathing softly, almost undetectable to someone sitting right beside him. His day had been a busy one, getting to school twenty minutes late, not having time to get a shower in before breakfast. He sighed sadly, I wish my friends were here, he thought. Jerald, he'd know how to cheer me up.
Just in the midst of his thoughts, the phone rang. He reluctantly got up from his position on the couch. He snatched the phone into his hand; he said, "Hello?" "Hey, my man," said Jerald. Arnold felt so relieved to get a call from his good friend; his mood was changed dramatically.
"What's up Jerald?" he inquired. "A lot, actually," Jerald amused himself with that saying, as he peered down to look at the ever-growing area in his pants. "Like what?" asked Arnold, completely unaware of his friend's intentions. Jerald contemplated whether he should tell him exactly what was up, he knew right now, over the phone wasn't the right way to tell him of his feelings.
"Um, I was thinking of having a sleep over, just you me and Stinky." He informed. Arnold's heart lifted at the invitation, yet, one thing still bothered him. "So, why aren't you inviting any of our other friends like Sid or Harold?" he asked.
Jerald knew why he wasn't inviting them and it was simple. Sid was too fricken ugly, and Harold. let's just say he was more than enough of ugly in too many ways to count;. He wouldn't be good at all in the sack.
He responded with, "Well, they didn't want to come, said they was busy this weekend." "Oh, ok. Anyway, when do you want me to come over?" "How about tonight? It is Friday after all." Jerald informed. "Alright. Let me get some stuff together, I'll come out in about an hour, ok?" "Gotcha, see ya soon, my man!" "Sure thing, see ya!" They both hung up the phone at the same time.
Arnold quickly ran downstairs to ask his grandfather whether he could stay at Jerald's over the weekend or not. (Of course he'd say yes, grandpas always do!).
"Gramps, can I stay at Jerald's over the weekend?" His grandpa smiled warmly. "Why of course, short man! Have fun at your friend's house." He still said 'short man', even though Arnold was now thirteen years old, and getting quite big, and also becoming quite the looker. "Thanks gramps!" he gave Phil a hug and ran back up the stairs to pack all of the stuff he'd need.
Soon he was ready to venture out. He said goodbye to all of the tenants in the boarding house and walked to his friend's house.
On the way there, many things happened. A bum asked him for money; Arnold gave the man three quarters, (cause he was a nice guy! ). A pigeon attacked him, he killed it, and he didn't really like them that much, since he figured out that they liked to crap on peoples' heads.
When he got to Jerald's house he knocked on the door and waited patiently for someone to answer. Stinky came to the door wearing only his boxer shorts, he greeted Arnold excitedly and welcomed him into the house.
"Where are Jerald's mom and dad?" Arnold asked as he looked around for some of the older members of his friend's family. "They went on a trip for the weekend, his brother and little sis went too. We get the whole place to our selves Arnold!" Stinky exclaimed. "Cool." replied Arnold with a smirk on his face.
Jerald came down the stairs looking much the same as Stinky, in his boxers. Arnold was a bit taken back at seeing them both half naked like this. I guess it shouldn't have, he did see them everyday in the showers at school, he thought. But that was different, we didn't want to look at each other when we were at school, we had to take the showers, it was a rule, he thought to himself.
"Hey Arnold! How ya been?" Jerald asked excitedly. He snapped his attentions towards his long time friend, Jerald. "I've been good, kind of bored but that's about it." He answered. "Cool. Wanna strip down to yo boxers, bro?" Jerald asked. "Why would I want to do that, Jerald?" Arnold laughed. "'Cause, we all in our boxers, it's like showing our independence. You know, since no adults are here to stop us." He explained. "Oh, alright then," Arnold said, as he set his bags down and began to undress himself, still thinking about how strange it was as he did so. "Good, now we're all looking cool!" squeaked Stinky, in a gay sounding voice. "Got that right," said Jerald.
Arnold couldn't help but feel a little awkward, as he stood there half naked with his two best friends. Then a thought crossed his mind, 'could they be. gay?' he sighed, 'no way! That would be crazy!' he thought to himself. Though he had to admit, they did look pretty good with their skin exposed to him, almost too good. 'Now what, am I gay now?' he asked himself.
"So, you guys want to get down to business?" asked Jerald. "Sure do! I'll order the pizza!" exclaimed Stinky.
Stinky ordered the pizza in the kitchen, leaving Arnold alone with Jerald.
Jerald stood there, gazing at the splendor that was his best friend. How he wanted to touch him, feel him, feel him inside of him, the one thing he'd wanted for over two years.
Arnold turned his head and noticed that his friend was looking at him in an almost dream like stare. He cleared his throat loudly to get his friend's attention. Jerald quickly turned his gaze away from his friend, feeling a bit ashamed at letting himself stare the way he did.
But he couldn't help it. There was something about Arnold that allured him, something he didn't see in any of the other guys at school.
Ok, that was chapter one, of course. If you totally detest the thought of male/male relations, then I suggest that you "not" read the next chapter. For people that hopefully liked it, the next chapter should be out soon! Review!
One night, when the moon was full and the wind blew softly, Arnold was sitting on his couch in his bedroom. He lied there, breathing softly, almost undetectable to someone sitting right beside him. His day had been a busy one, getting to school twenty minutes late, not having time to get a shower in before breakfast. He sighed sadly, I wish my friends were here, he thought. Jerald, he'd know how to cheer me up.
Just in the midst of his thoughts, the phone rang. He reluctantly got up from his position on the couch. He snatched the phone into his hand; he said, "Hello?" "Hey, my man," said Jerald. Arnold felt so relieved to get a call from his good friend; his mood was changed dramatically.
"What's up Jerald?" he inquired. "A lot, actually," Jerald amused himself with that saying, as he peered down to look at the ever-growing area in his pants. "Like what?" asked Arnold, completely unaware of his friend's intentions. Jerald contemplated whether he should tell him exactly what was up, he knew right now, over the phone wasn't the right way to tell him of his feelings.
"Um, I was thinking of having a sleep over, just you me and Stinky." He informed. Arnold's heart lifted at the invitation, yet, one thing still bothered him. "So, why aren't you inviting any of our other friends like Sid or Harold?" he asked.
Jerald knew why he wasn't inviting them and it was simple. Sid was too fricken ugly, and Harold. let's just say he was more than enough of ugly in too many ways to count;. He wouldn't be good at all in the sack.
He responded with, "Well, they didn't want to come, said they was busy this weekend." "Oh, ok. Anyway, when do you want me to come over?" "How about tonight? It is Friday after all." Jerald informed. "Alright. Let me get some stuff together, I'll come out in about an hour, ok?" "Gotcha, see ya soon, my man!" "Sure thing, see ya!" They both hung up the phone at the same time.
Arnold quickly ran downstairs to ask his grandfather whether he could stay at Jerald's over the weekend or not. (Of course he'd say yes, grandpas always do!).
"Gramps, can I stay at Jerald's over the weekend?" His grandpa smiled warmly. "Why of course, short man! Have fun at your friend's house." He still said 'short man', even though Arnold was now thirteen years old, and getting quite big, and also becoming quite the looker. "Thanks gramps!" he gave Phil a hug and ran back up the stairs to pack all of the stuff he'd need.
Soon he was ready to venture out. He said goodbye to all of the tenants in the boarding house and walked to his friend's house.
On the way there, many things happened. A bum asked him for money; Arnold gave the man three quarters, (cause he was a nice guy! ). A pigeon attacked him, he killed it, and he didn't really like them that much, since he figured out that they liked to crap on peoples' heads.
When he got to Jerald's house he knocked on the door and waited patiently for someone to answer. Stinky came to the door wearing only his boxer shorts, he greeted Arnold excitedly and welcomed him into the house.
"Where are Jerald's mom and dad?" Arnold asked as he looked around for some of the older members of his friend's family. "They went on a trip for the weekend, his brother and little sis went too. We get the whole place to our selves Arnold!" Stinky exclaimed. "Cool." replied Arnold with a smirk on his face.
Jerald came down the stairs looking much the same as Stinky, in his boxers. Arnold was a bit taken back at seeing them both half naked like this. I guess it shouldn't have, he did see them everyday in the showers at school, he thought. But that was different, we didn't want to look at each other when we were at school, we had to take the showers, it was a rule, he thought to himself.
"Hey Arnold! How ya been?" Jerald asked excitedly. He snapped his attentions towards his long time friend, Jerald. "I've been good, kind of bored but that's about it." He answered. "Cool. Wanna strip down to yo boxers, bro?" Jerald asked. "Why would I want to do that, Jerald?" Arnold laughed. "'Cause, we all in our boxers, it's like showing our independence. You know, since no adults are here to stop us." He explained. "Oh, alright then," Arnold said, as he set his bags down and began to undress himself, still thinking about how strange it was as he did so. "Good, now we're all looking cool!" squeaked Stinky, in a gay sounding voice. "Got that right," said Jerald.
Arnold couldn't help but feel a little awkward, as he stood there half naked with his two best friends. Then a thought crossed his mind, 'could they be. gay?' he sighed, 'no way! That would be crazy!' he thought to himself. Though he had to admit, they did look pretty good with their skin exposed to him, almost too good. 'Now what, am I gay now?' he asked himself.
"So, you guys want to get down to business?" asked Jerald. "Sure do! I'll order the pizza!" exclaimed Stinky.
Stinky ordered the pizza in the kitchen, leaving Arnold alone with Jerald.
Jerald stood there, gazing at the splendor that was his best friend. How he wanted to touch him, feel him, feel him inside of him, the one thing he'd wanted for over two years.
Arnold turned his head and noticed that his friend was looking at him in an almost dream like stare. He cleared his throat loudly to get his friend's attention. Jerald quickly turned his gaze away from his friend, feeling a bit ashamed at letting himself stare the way he did.
But he couldn't help it. There was something about Arnold that allured him, something he didn't see in any of the other guys at school.
Ok, that was chapter one, of course. If you totally detest the thought of male/male relations, then I suggest that you "not" read the next chapter. For people that hopefully liked it, the next chapter should be out soon! Review!
