AJ glanced across the lecture hall at the tall, slim Alan. He couldn’t help it. He had to at least look at him once before he could concentrate in his lessons. It was like Alan was a stimulator for AJ to carry on with his daily routine for the day.
AJ did a little doodle on his textbook. He knew almost everything the teacher was teaching, and was probably way advanced than the teachers themselves. He had read almost all of the books in the library and can at least understand the basics of the subjects taught in senior classes. He even jumped a far distance during PE lessons today with no difficulty at all. The students were beginning to give him the ‘eye’ again.
He was special and he knew very well that his special talent would attract attention. Keeping a low profile wasn’t easy, but he managed it quite well. He learned not to be a show-off in class and helped his fellow classmates out in their weak subjects as well as possible. Many looked up at him as a role model and many girls adored him. Almost every year, his desk would be piled with Valentine cards and little gifts.
But there was one little secret that he kept from the world besides being special. AJ was a gay. He must admit that he noticed a lot of girls who were very beautiful, but they didn’t catch his attention. Not one bit. He couldn’t help it. He just couldn’t bring himself to like girls. When Alan transferred into his class, AJ was love-struck on that spot. By then he knew that he’s a gay and he’s in love with a man.
Alan was a friendly guy. He made friends with AJ almost immediately and they were always together ever since. The only time they’re not together was when the lecture hall was full and there were only 2 separate seats left. That was AJ’s worst nightmare.
“It’s very normal for men to fall into gayinism,” Doc said. “in fact, the reason why you became gay is due to your chromosomes.”
Doc was AJ’s personal robot physician. He looked like the short, stout robot in Star Wars but quite talkative. AJ didn’t know where he came from. All he remembered was that Doc has been with him all his life. His parents were unknown, strangers to him.
“Your parents passed away when you’re only a month old. I was entitled to be your legal guardian,” Doc said when AJ asked him about his parents a few years ago, and said nothing more. AJ never asked him again since.
“Is it wrong to be a gay?” AJ was still doubtful.
“There is no right or wrong in gayinism or lesbianism. It’s what humans think that makes it right or wrong.”
AJ nodded. He trusted Doc’s words. He’s been looking and advising him for the past 15 years, so there’s no point doubting his words now.
“When is your camp night?” Doc asked as he glided to the kitchen. “Is Alan going?”
“Tomorrow. Of course Alan’s going. I wouldn’t be going if he’s not!” AJ replied, blushing a little.
“I wonder what the two of you would do…”
There was a sly tone in Doc’s voice. AJ blushed redder and flung a cushion at Doc. Doc laughed as he glided away to prepare dinner.
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“Right! Who wants drinks?”
A dozen hands or so shot up, including Alan and AJ. The teacher walked around passing the drinks to them. Alan and AJ both got chrysanthemum tea.
“Let’s go somewhere else! It’s too noisy here!” Alan shouted amidst the loud Linkin Park music. AJ nodded and took Alan’s arm, pulling him towards a creek which was somewhere near the camp inside the forest. There, the trees blocked out most of the ear-popping music.
AJ and Alan were chitchatting on the way to the creek when suddenly Alan tripped. The grass broke his fall and he wasn’t injured. But the bottom of the drink packet Alan was holding broke and split, letting the tea leak out like a runny faucet.
“Darn those tree roots! They can really get away with murder someday!” Alan complained, frustrated. He tried to finish the drink before everything leaked out of sight but in vain—the tea was escaping much faster than he could drink. As a last resort, he sucked it from the split bottom.
AJ was watching him all the while he was doing it. The hole was bigger than his puckered mouth, so the tea actually leaked out from the corner of his mouth. It trickled down to his chin, and some ran down his neck. Alan held out his hand below his chin and the tea droplets fell onto his palm. Alan was closing his eyes as he did all this—he always closed his eyes when he’s engrossed in something. AJ continued to stare as Alan resolved to lick the remaining tea away. His heart raced to an uncontrollable level.
Everything except Alan was a fuzzy blur to AJ now. Alan was somewhat moving in slow motion in his eyes: the way he sucked the last few drops of tea, the way he licked his bottom lip, the way his hand brushed his chin and neck and the way he licked his hand. Everything he did with his eyes closed was very seductive to him. AJ’s heart pumped even faster. He felt his face burning like hell, as if he was on fire. He couldn’t think straight anymore. He had lost control of his hands and feet and of his emotions. Only his intention stood tall—to claim Alan and make him his. He caught Alan unaware and placed his lips on Alan’s, kissing deeply; so deep that AJ thought he was trying to eat Alan whole…
When he opened his eyes, then he realized what he had done. Alan was staring at him in disbelief, quivering like a frightened rabbit. His eyes gave AJ a sign of utmost disbelief, shock and hurt, as if being betrayed by someone he had trusted. Instinctively, AJ let Alan go and apologized profusely.
“I’m…I’m sorry, Alan! I’m so sorry! I didn’t know what got into me, Alan. I’m so sorry. It…It won’t happen again…”
Before AJ could continue, Alan seized him by the collar. AJ shut his eyes tight, waiting for Alan’s blow. He almost shrank when he saw Alan’s eyes burned with fury, an anger only seen when a predator is eyeing its prey. Then, almost suddenly, he felt Alan’s lips on his, his tongue slid down almost near his throat. It was lucky he didn’t choke. It lasted about 30 seconds before they parted.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw Alan’s eyes brimming with tears. He was still quivering, only that it wasn’t as violent as before. He was trying to stop himself from sobbing but his shaking shoulders betrayed him. He flung himself onto AJ’s chest and sobbed like a little child who lost his mother. Tentatively, AJ wrapped his arms around Alan. A few minutes later, Alan ceased sobbing and whispered, “Kiss me, AJ. Kiss me again.”
AJ smiled. He has misinterpreted Alan’s eyes all along. He held Alan’s face and kissed him as deep as before. It was obvious that Alan like it, as he wrapped his arms around AJ’s waist and returned his kiss. Things were getting quite saucy hot (they were in the verge of stripping each other naked there and then) when something fell on AJ’s head. It jingled as it fell onto the earth. AJ bent to pick it up and held it under the moonlight to see.
It was a beautiful, dainty little thing. It was a crystal bell hanging from a silver string. It jingled and jangled and sounded like wind chimes. It sparkled and glittered as it caught the moonlight.
“Oh, that’s beautiful! It’s so cute!” Alan cooed in delight as he fingered the bell.
“Since no one owns it, you might as well take it,” AJ said as he handed the bell to Alan.
“Oh, AJ. Can I really?”
“Why not? I don’t see anybody running out asking for it. Take it, Alan. As my first present for you.”
Alan smiled sheepishly as he took the bell. He wounded the string around his wrist. AJ wrapped his arms around Alan’s waist and licked his ear. Alan let out a soft moan.
“Wanna go to my house after camp?” AJ whispered to Alan’s ear.
“Is that an ‘invitation’?” Alan asked naughtily.
“What do you think?”
“Well…I have no objections to that…”
“Good,” AJ said and kissed his cheek.
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AJ’s night light was on. Elsewhere in his room was pretty dark. Though AJ had the air-conditioner on, he and Alan were covered with beads of sweat. Alan laid on his stomach, clutching the bed sheet. He had his face on the pillow, letting out muffled moans and groans of pleasure with each thrust AJ gave him.
AJ was all over him. He sniffed his hair. He nibbled his ear. He let his tongue run from Alan’s neck down to the back of his sensitive spine. He stroked his thighs as he slowly inched his legs apart for more room. He thrust Alan again and again, each one harder than before, pushing into the soft opening. He heard Alan’s muffled moans and thrust harder, exhilarated.
“Ooh, AJ…” Alan moaned, his face burning, his whole body getting all spiced up.
“Does it feel good?” AJ whispered as he licked the back of his ear.
“Yes…Oh, yes…”
“Say it out loud. I wanna hear you say it.”
“It feels so good…” Alan whispered. It was obvious that he was still feeling a little sheepish.
“Louder. I can’t hear you,” AJ encouraged him.
“It feels so good…! So good…! Yes…”
“Louder,” AJ thrust in harder and deeper, over and over again.
“YES! YES! OH, OH, YES! MORE!”
Doc, who was at the living room, had to turn a deaf ear awkwardly over the ‘racket’. If robots could blush, he’d surely would. It was AJ’s private affairs and he didn’t want to interfere. He did say being gay was OK and he had no intention to bother those two lovebirds. When AJ brought Alan home, Doc was impressed at how good-looking he was. It was no wonder AJ would fall heads over heels over him.
Suddenly, Doc was attacked from behind. He was pushed to the ground and was surrounded by several boot-wearing feet. His head was not built to look up, so he couldn’t see who they were. He could hear them though.
“Where’s Project No. 69?” A gruff voice demanded. Doc recognized it.
“You…!”
“Where is he? Where is Project No. 69?”
“I don’t know,” Doc had to say something to defend AJ. He knew they had come for him.
“Don’t play games with me, QX5.5! You have abducted Project No. 69 and kept him under your custody for 15 years! Now where is he?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Doc felt his head bashed by something heavy, like a sledgehammer. He groaned and shut himself off. He wasn’t going to give anymore answers. Playing dead seemed like a good idea. Though shut off, his mind is still clear inside and he hoped that no one will find AJ.
“Check the place out! Leave no stone unturned! We have to get Project No. 69 back to the lab!”
There were a lot of shuffling and banging as the owners of the feet searched the area. At the same time, the bell wounded on Alan’s wrist began to jingle, pointing a direction towards the window.
“Oh heavens, Alan. Put that bell away,” AJ said as he kissed Alan’s neck hungrily. “Are you trying to entice me more with it?”
“No…No, I’m not. It…It jingled by itself,” Alan tried to silence the bell but in vain.
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
“I’m not—What is all that racket out there?”
At Alan’s words, the door suddenly burst open. Men wearing military suits surrounded the two naked teenagers. It took 2 seconds before they realized the men’s presence.
“Who the hell are you? What are you doing here in my house?” Aj demanded as he put on his clothes. Alan did the same.
“No. 69, you’re coming with us to the lab,” one of the men ordered.
“What lab? Who’s No. 69? My name’s AJ! Andrew Johnson!”
“No. 69, you are requested to come with us quietly.”
“I’m not leaving without an explanation!”
“Then we’ll have to use force.”
So saying, all the men jumped onto AJ. Alan screamed as he jumped off the bed and ran to the living room. There was a huge havoc going on in there. The men were all trying to hold him down and drag him away, but AJ was too quick and strong for them. He didn’t bother to keep a low profile anymore. He used all his strength to beat off the men, sending them flying across the room. He then ran out, grabbed both Alan and Doc and dashed out of his apartment to the parking lot. He helped them on his Suzuki motorbike, started it and raced off down the road.
“AJ, I got a feeling this bell is trying to help us get away!” Alan exclaimed when he noticed the bell pointing forward. “Look, it’s showing us a shortcut down the highway!”
So it was. AJ decided to listen to Alan (although he’s still doubtful) and drove wherever the bell was pointing. He yelled at Doc, “Doc! Doc! Turn yourself on! I need some answers!”
Doc, who was between Alan and AJ, turned himself on and said, “I’m sorry, AJ I’m sorry! I should’ve told you earlier…”
“Who were those men? What were they doing here? Why did they calling me No. 69?!”
“I’ll tell you everything! Everything! Just keep driving until we find someplace safe and I’ll spill the beans!”
AJ huffed and increased the bike to full speed, driving away into the night.
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