Going Home

I have written a few stories that have seemed to be well received here. I have read a lot of your stories that I really like as well. Most of my stories have a brief backstory and head right into sex, but this time I have decided to try a story that develops the characters a little bit more. I have read a lot of others on here that having me checking back often to see if the next chapters are online. Each chapter will be written from the point of view of the two main characters, AJ and Ty. So here is my attempt at writing a story with more than just sexual encounters, I hope you like it. Any and all constructive feedback will be appreciated. Without further ado here is:

AJ

I was born the youngest of three children, eight years younger than my brother and six years younger than my sister. We lived in Fairview, a small farming town in the mid-west with about 1500 other people, my dad was a supervisor at the local dairy farm, and mom was a bookkeeper at the grain elevator. I always felt that I was a little bit unwanted as a child, oh I wasn’t mistreated or told that I was a mistake or anything like that, but I always thought the I was a bother whenever my mom made my brother or sister take me along with them. I learned early on how to entertain myself and became very creative at finding things to fill my days alone. When I was about four the neighbors across the street were putting an addition on their house and would sneak over and watch the workers. I became fascinated with them turning a pile of boards into a house and began asking them a lot of questions. They were very patient with me and answered everyone with a smile. They even gave me hammer and let me pound a few nails. At the end of the day, I asked if I could have some of the scrap wood and few nails so I could build something on my own. The next day I proudly showed them the box that I had made the night before, of course they were good sports and told me what a great job I did. I was hooked and have been building ever since.

 Once I started school I became good friends with Zach, who lived just down the street. He had a stay-at-home mom so we would walk to his house after school and my mom would pick me up when she came home from work. As we reached high school, we were still good friends and we spent all or our free time at each other’s houses. During the summer between our sophomore and junior year, Zach started to work at his dad’s store so once again I was on my own. My brother had joined the army after school and was stationed overseas and my sister had just married her high school sweetheart, who was the son of one of the biggest farmers in the county.

A couple days into summer vacation my mom called and wanted me to bring her some papers that she had forgotten. I grabbed the papers and started to walk to my mom’s office, I noticed a construction crew building a new house down the street as I walked by. I delivered the papers to my mom and headed back home, I altered my route back so that I could walk by the new house. When I got closer to the site, I noticed it was same crew that was working on the house across the street from me when I was four. I stopped to watch for a minute and then walked closer to see if they remembered me. Before I could ask the foreman said, “hey look guys it’s our little box builder, seems like he has grown up a little.”

I said, “yes sir, I saw you guys working and wanted to see if you remembered me.”

They all laughed and said, “sure we remember, you came over every day for two weeks to show us the new box you made the night before.”

I said, “well I just turned sixteen and want to buy a car, do you guys need any help for the summer?”

That night at supper I told my parents about my day and asked if was alright if I got a job so I could buy a car. My mom said she preferred I get a job at the grocery store or wait tables at the diner, but I told her that construction job paid better. My dad said that he thought it would be good for me to work a physical job to keep me in shape for football in the fall. He then told me that he would match the money I was able to save from my job so I could get my car sooner. My mom reluctantly agreed and the next day I was at the site a half hour before the rest of the crew arrived. I started out as the clean-up guy and as I learned more, I was swinging my hammer with the rest of crew. I decided by the end of the summer I was going to college after high school in a construction program.

School started in the fall, and Zach and I were back together again, both of us continued to work our jobs on the weekends and breaks. Once school started a lot of our friends had started to date and go steady with some of the girls in our class. Zach and I would talk about which girls we thought were hot, I could tell that Zach was a little more excited about the girls than I was.

Football practice had started, and I noticed a few of the other guys in the locker room before and after practice. I saw that many of them had developed over the summer, growing new muscles and hair on their legs and asses, some even sprouting some on their chests. I quickly pushed those thoughts out my mind, chalking it up to just a normal curiosity. A short time later Zach started to date Tessa, and she and Zach immediately started to try and fix me up with some of the other girls so that we could double date. I went on a few dates but never really got into the whole going steady thing. I told myself it was just that I hadn’t met the right girl yet. By the end of the school year, I did start to date Rachel, she was a sweet girl that had moved to town at the start of year when her dad got a job at the bank as a loan officer. After we had dated a while, we did have some make out and heavy petting sessions, but it never progressed any further. Our next summer went the same as the previous year, both Zach and I working our jobs and dating the same girls. I still had some fleeting thoughts about the guys in the locker room, but again just pushed them out of my mind and started to think about college.

In our state there were two major colleges, the State College that was noted for business and teaching degrees. The University that catered to medical and legal degrees and had a strong agricultural program. Zach and Tessa both wanted to work as Lab Techs and chose to head to the University. I visited the State college and was impressed with the construction management program and decided that it would be my home for the next four years. Rachel’s dad had been promoted to bank president at another bank that was out of state, and her mom wanted her to attend college close to home. We decided it was best if we went our separate ways, Zach and Tessa were talking marriage as soon as they finished college, but Rachel and I knew we were not headed down that path.

So once again I found myself headed off by myself to start a new adventure. I was still questioning my sexuality but looking forward to school even though I knew I wasn’t going to enjoy living in the big city. I told myself that it would only be for four years and as soon as I graduated, I would move back home to work my old job full time until I could start my own construction company.

It’s funny that at 18 you think you have it all figured out, but then life happens and the whole plan changes without warning.