Date: Sat, 11 Sep 2004 20:06:08 -0700 (PDT)
From: gaymormonwriter@yahoo.com
Subject: Born To Be A Missionary Chapter 16 gay male adult/youth

Born To Be A Missionary
Chapter 16

(Author's note: All the usual disclaimers and legal comments. The author
owns this story.)

>From Jim's perspective:

I got a frantic call from Jamie as I left the office. I headed over to
Steve's house. Jamie just told me he needed me NOW, and would explain when
I got there. I knocked on the door and Steve's mother opened the door.

"Hi, I am Jamie's father."

"Come in. We need to talk."

I followed the woman to her dining room and we sat at the dinning room
table.

"My name is Jim Haines."

"Okay, Jim. I am Joan Taylor."

"Tell me what is going on Joan please?"

Joan looked away from me. It was obvious that she had been crying and
looked like she could break down again. She lowered her head and spoke
quietly. "I have been praying. This isn't easy for me. My husband was so
upset he left the house after we found Steve and Jamie together."

"How do you mean...together, Joan?"

"I walked in on them and they were naked and touching each other."

Oh shit, I thought. The boys got caught.

"Where are our sons now, Joan?"

"They are upstairs packing. Steve's father told him to leave the house and
be gone by the time he got back."

"Please tell me where Steve's room is so I can check on them and come right
back to talk to you, okay?"

"Yes. His room is upstairs, first door on the right."

"We will work this out, Joan."

Joan just shook her head as I headed upstairs. The first door on the right
was open. Jamie was holding Steve who was sobbing on his shoulder. They
were both completely dressed. Jamie looked up and saw me, he too had been
crying.

"Dad, I am so glad you are here."

"What happened Jamie?"

"Steve's parents had left to go to his grandmother's, we didn't expect them
to come back as they had forgotten something, Steve and I were...ah...kind
of into it when his mother walked in on us. His father followed in
afterwards and saw us in bed, naked, together. Steve's father was rather
calm at first, then, he seemed to get angrier. Then he told Steve that he
wanted him out of the house that he would not have a pervert living in his
home. That Steve had to be out by the time he got back and he left."

I walked over to them.

"Steve, look at me."

Steve pulled away from Jamie and looked at me.

"Steve, it is time for you to go ahead and pack your clothes up. I will ask
your mother for some trash bags. You will be coming home with me after we
go and have a talk with Jamie's mother."

"I am so sorry Mr. Haines for all this, we just got careless. I love Jamie,
I don't want to lose him."

"It is okay, Steve. You won't lose Jamie. I promise, okay? Now lets get you
ready to go."

Steve nodded and came over and gave me a hug.

Into his ear I said, "Steve, you are not alone here." He just squeezed me
tighter.

"Okay, now let's get things together. Now."

Steve released me and went to get some trash bags.

Alone with Jamie I said, "It is now time to tell your mother. It is better
she hear about it from you rather than anyone else. I will stand with you."

"I know and I understand, Dad."

I turned and went downstairs and left the boys to carry on. I found Joan
just as I left here.

"Joan, I am a psychologist. I work with young men who have problems with
homosexuality. I also work with parents who have difficulty understanding
and accepting."

"I don't accept this. This must be just a phase. I don't know who to
blame."

"Joan, there is no one to blame. I found out about the boys a short time
ago."

"You knew?" She looked at me like she was getting angry, "How long has this
been going on?"

"Jamie and Steve have been sexually active for four years. This is not a
phase. I advised the boys about what would happen if they got caught and
told them to consider telling their parents. Well, they got caught, you
found out the worst way. I know as a Mormon that you are dealing with
feelings that are putting you into turmoil."

Joan looked away from me. The realization that the boys have been together
for so long hit her hard.

"Do you love your son?"

Joan's eyes began to water. In a whisper she said, "Yes."

"There are some things I want you to consider for yourself and your son. I
counsel mostly Mormon families and I explain to Mormon parents that the
order of importance in a person's Mormon life
is...First...Family. Second...your faith in Heavenly Father. Third...the
church.  When some members switch the order by putting the church first,
then they have turned their involvement in the church into a cult. As the
priesthood leader of this family, your husband has chosen to remove your
son from the home, believing that is this is what the church and Heavenly
Father would expect him to do. The question is...is Steve being removed
from the family?"

Joan's tears began to flow down her cheek.

"I advise that you don't turn your back on your son. Jesus accepted
everybody and never turned anyone away."

Sara wiped her eyes and cheeks, "What about sending him to one of those
facilities that changes them back to normal? The church says it is only a
choice in behavior"

"Sara, Steve is normal as to his natural. Heavenly Father gave us Free Will
and choices are made for each individual. Steve did not choose to be
gay. He chose to live with it and make his life as happy as possible. You
notice I said, 'he choose', many young Mormon teens choose death rather
than life when they realize they are gay and attempt to end it. "

"Oh, my God, is Steve considering suicide?"

"No, he isn't. He is very happy with Jamie and Jamie will stand by him."

Joan closed her eyes, soaking in everything I have said to her.

"Now, before he comes down to leave, you must make the choice to let him
know that you still love him."

"I don't approve of this."

"You don't have to approve. You have to love him. Loving him and keeping
him inside the family is not approving or condoning homosexuality. He is
still your son and nothing changes that. They teach us to be 'Christ like'
in our actions. Love the sinner, not the sin. If you turn your back on him,
you both lose."

Joan closed her eyes again, trying to rationalize everything. She opened
her eyes and looked me right in mine, "How can you be so accepting of
homosexuality?"

"Because I am one."

Sara didn't like that answer. This changed her mood.

"I think it is time for all of you, homosexuals, to leave my house." She
said.

I nodded my head and went to the stairs to tell the boys we had to leave.

Joan stood and turned towards the stairway. Steve came down, followed by
Jamie. When Steve reached the bottom of the stairs, he looked towards his
mother. Sara walked over to him, pulling her inner strength together.

"Steven, I am your mother. I don't approve or accept what and who you
are. I don't know you, and from what I understand of your relationship with
Jamie, I never did. I fear this is going to have a tremendous effect on
this family. I always believed and dreamed that when you left home, you
would be leaving for your mission. I know now that there will be no
mission. I am disappointed in you. I feel ashamed of you. I feel anger at
you. And yet, I don't hate you. I should, from all the church teachings...I
don't know what to do. Do you know where you are going to go tonight?"

"Yes, I do. Jamie's father is going to take me in for now."

"Okay, at least I will know where you are and that you will be safe and not
alone. That is all I need to know for now. You had better go before your
father gets back."

Joan made no move towards Steve. I could see in his eyes as he left that
house that this hurt him badly. We remained quiet as we drove to Jamie's
house. I didn't know what to expect from my ex-wife, but I was praying that
she would take it better than Joan. I pulled the car over at a gas station
and Rick on my cell phone.

"Hello."

"Hi, lover."

"Where are you, I was getting worried?"

"I was at Steve's home rescuing Steve and Jamie. They got caught. Steve is
torn up because he was thrown out. I should have asked you first, but I
told Steve he could stay with us."

"That's not a problem for me, I will get the guest room ready for him."

"I am going over to Sara's now. Jamie is going to come out to her
now. Jamie might be moving in to. We will see."

"Call me as soon you know. I love you."

"I love you, too. Bye."

I walked back to the car and we drove over to Sara's home. Jamie and I
walked in to her surprise.

"Sara, Jamie and I need to talk to you."

"Okay, lets go out to the back porch."

Jamie and I followed her out and we sat down.

"You're on Jamie," I said.

Jamie looked at his mother long and hard, than at me.


>From Jamie's perspective:


I looked at my mother and than my dad. It was easy telling Dad since he was
already gay. But to tell my mother, I have dreaded this moment for so long.

"Mom?"

I looked at her. I had to.

"I have something to tell you. I don't want you mad at Dad, he has only
known for a couple of weeks and I made him promise not to say anything
about this to you. So if you get mad, be mad at me."

Mom looked lost and bewildered at first, and then it was like a light went
on in her mind. Her eyes always could reveal her thoughts sometimes.

"Okay, Jamie, tell me, I am ready."

"Mom...I am gay. I have known that I was gay since I was 10. Steve and I
have been 'together' for over four years now."

Mom just looked at me. Then she looked at Dad.

"It took me a long time to accept that you were gay, Jim, now I must accept
our son being gay as well. This is a lot for a woman to expect from one
person. But, to be honest, I had my suspicions for quite awhile now. Jim,
is it possible all our sons could be gay?"

Before Dad could answer, Andy and Randy walked in.

"Mom, Dad," Andy said, "Randy and I were listening. Sorry Jamie. Mom, you
don't have to worry about us. We are not gay. Right Randy?"

"Yeah," Randy said, "We both thought Jamie was, and we both realized that
we didn't have those kind of feelings. Don't worry Mom, you will be a
grandmother some day."

"Well, boys, that is a relief.", than Mom looked at me and asked, "Why do
you bring this up now, has something happened?"

"Mom, Steve's mother caught us tonight...in bed."

"OH WOW!" said Randy and Andy in unison.

"Oh, my."

"Mom, his parents threw him out of the house. Dad is going to put him up
for awhile. Mom, are you going to ask me to leave too?"

Mom looked a little startled by the question.

"I don't know.  I suspect Dan isn't going to be too happy about this.
Steve's dad and your step dad are practically best friends. I suspect
Steve's father has already called Dan already. Dan and I will have to talk
about it. I think it might be a good idea if you went to your Dad's for the
weekend. Do you agree Jim?"

"I think that might be for the best, Sara. Jamie, go pack some clothes for
a few days."

"Okay, Dad."


>From Jim's perspective:


"Randy and Andy, are you okay with this, your brother being gay?"

"Dad, Randy and I love you, we accepted you being gay and we accepted Rick
in your life. To me, at least, it isn't a big deal. He is still my brother,
no matter what."

"Yeah, I agree with Andy, Dad. Nothing changes."

I looked over to Sara. She seemed pleased with what she heard.

"Steve's parents are really conflicted about this. I have seen this so many
times. I would hate to see his family torn apart from this."

"I know Joan, we have been friends for years. I am sure she and I will talk
about it."

"Dad, I am ready." Jamie said coming back out to the porch.

Both Randy and Andy went to their brother and hugged him.  A smile came
across Sara's face and I knew she was going to be okay with this. Sara got
up and went to Jamie and hugged him. She released him and held his face in
her hands.

"Jamie, I love you. You will always be my son. I will talk to Dan. We shall
see what we can do. From what your dad says, Steve needs you to be with
him. Take care of him. He needs you right now. Okay?"

"Yes, mom. Thanks. I love you".

With that we left. I called Rick and told him we were on our way. Steve had
been crying the whole time we gone. He is falling into depression and we
need to help. I called Rick and told him to expect two houseguests.  I
looked at the boys in the back seat. Jamie had his arms around Steve, who
just seem to melt into him. Jaime looked up at me with worry in his
eyes. Uncertainly for young men is always scary. When we got home, Rick was
waiting at the door. Jamie and Steve got out of the car and Rick embraced
both of them.

"Guys, I am glad you are here," Steve said.

"Thanks Rick," Jamie said.

"Have you guys eaten yet," Rick asked.

"No we haven't," Jamie said.

"Okay, you guys go in and wash up and Jim and I will be in shortly."

"Okay, Rick," Jamie, said. The boys went inside and Rick and I went into
the garage.

Rick and I embraced and started kissing each other.

"I missed you today, Jim. I was looking forward to some love making when
you got home. But, I am going to be brave and behave myself. I know family
comes first for us."

I kissed his cheek and whispered in his ear, "I love you, Rick. More than
you know." I love when we are in each other's arms. "I think we had better
go back inside before the boys think we are doing something...ah...fun."

I reluctantly released Rick from our embrace and turn to walk into the
house. Rick grabbed my ass and squeezed. I turned around and he had this
shit eating grin on his face. After all these years with him, we still have
the passion that ignites us. I grabbed his head and smacked his lips with
mine. I nearly swallowed his mouth as I passed on my lust for him. I
released him and turned to walk into the house. As I did, my hand went for
his groin and I felt his hardness. Rick heard me chuckle.

"Prick tease," he said.

"I wasn't teasing, my love. I meant it. We still have it."

We found Jamie and Steve sitting on the couch together. I need to talk to
Steve privately.

"Steve, will you come with me, I need to talk to you."

"Okay," he said.

Rick and Jamie went into the kitchen and Steve and I went into the guest
room. We sat on the bed, half turning to each other.

"How are you feeling, Steve?"

Steve looked really hurt.

"I am not feeling good about all this. I didn't expect Mom and Dad to kick
me out."

"Steve, remember in the movie we saw, "Latter Day", how Aaron's parents
reacted to his homosexuality?"

Steve nodded.

"Parents lose their priorities in life when faced with a child is
homosexual. Aaron's parents distanced themselves from him and each
other. Mormon fathers sometimes act in what they believe to be the best
interest in their families by taking Mormon teachings literally. The church
does not approve of homosexuality and accepting it would be a direct
contradiction to their teachings of family. I told your mother what I tell
all Mormon parents when it comes to what is important in their lives. That
is family, faith in Heavenly Father and then the Church. In that order and
too often, the order is reversed and that can have dangerous repercussions.
The treatment of gays in the church is, sometimes, I believe, barbaric. I
have seen and read so much about the treatment of gay Mormon teens, under
age, that it is so destructive to the individual and their families. You
are 18, so you are a legal adult and so you can make decisions without
parental influence in most cases."

"I remember in the movie the part where Aaron is being excommunicated he
called the whole proceedings as just plain mean. I was raised believing the
church was about love for one another and I didn't see that. Then when his
mother rejected him, God, I now know how he felt." Steve expression changed
to fear as apparently remembered in the movie Aaron's actions after his
mother struck him and he looked at me and said in a whisper, "I am not
going to try and hurt myself. I don't want you to worry about that. I
couldn't do that to Jamie. It scares me to think that if I was alone, what
I would try and do."

"It is okay, Steve. Nothing is going to happen to you. Jamie is going to
stand by you. He loves so much. I know you love him. During this time,
please don't shut him out. Talk to him. Let him in. If all you want is to
be held, than let him. If you don't want to talk that is okay, but don't
send him away from you. You both need each other. Jamie is so worried about
you right now. He has a need to be with you."

"I didn't realize how much I needed him until now. It is hard to express
how I feel to him. Because of our relationship, I may have lost my
family. I don't blame him, but I am afraid I might start to resent him."

"That's normal for you to feel that. You and Jamie have invested 4 years of
your life to each other and your relationship. That is longer than most gay
relationships. Most gay relationships are not intimate. That is the sad
part of the lifestyle. The gay lifestyle can be difficult and sad. There
can be the torture of rejection and loneliness. Some gay men can be mean to
each other without conscience. They are out for only one thing. Though they
may find guys that accept that and thrive for it, the poor guys who are
looking for something more are left in their path of narcissism are hurt
and some become bitter.  I never faced that, Rick did. Rick and I have that
rare relationship that gay men usually dream about. You and Jamie have that
intimacy that will cement your relationship to weather anything.  You will
be surprised at how easy your relationship is going to be now that you guys
are not hiding it anymore."

Tears were running down his cheek. "I am sorry, I shouldn't cry. Guys don't
cry."

"What makes you think guys shouldn't cry? Rick and I have shared tears
before when we have opened up to each other. Sometimes we share tears of
happiness and tears of sadness. There is nothing unmanly about crying. It
is a release of emotions that if you kept bottled up, would turn you hard
and bitter. That isn't you Steve."

Steve nodded his head as he wiped the tears away.

"If you need to talk, I am here and so is Rick. You would be surprised how
smart and understanding Rick is. He is open and caring. My sons love him as
if he was another father to them and in a way he is."

"I know how Jamie feels about Rick. He does love him and looks up to
him. Jamie and I have always hoped that we could be as happy as you and
Rick."

"I hope you guys will be to."

I saw Steve smile for the first time today.

"Are you hungry yet, I am, and I know a guy is out there waiting for you."

"Yes, I am."

We got up. Steve put his arms around me. I felt pleased that he felt
comfortable enough with me to hug me.

Steve went out to the kitchen and turn Jamie around. Rick stopped what he
was doing and walked over to me and put his arm around me.

Steve and Jamie looked into each other's eyes.

"Steve, I am so sorry you are going through this", Jamie said with tears
coming out of his eyes.

Steve took his hand and wiped the tears away. Then he took the palm of his
hand placed it on Jamie's face.

"Jamie Haines, I love you with all my heart. Don't ever be sorry. Promise?"

Jamie smiled and said, "I promise".

Steve grabbed Jamie's face with both hands and kissed him. Jamie's arms
went around Steve and the embrace was so intense. My eyes watered. Rick
looked at me and wiped the tears from my eyes. He took me into an embrace
and kissed my cheek and said, "They are beautiful together. They remind me
of us. They are going to be okay."

"I know," I whispered to Rick.

Eventually we had dinner. Steve didn't eat as much as the rest of us, but
he did eat. Jamie held on to Steve's hand all through dinner. Rick held
mine. Just before bed, I told the boys I didn't want to hear strange noises
from their room, Rick jabbed me in my side and we all laughed. Rick and I
retired to our room.

In our room, Rick pushed onto the bed with my legs hanging off. Rick moved
into between my legs and his hands moved along my thighs. I watched as his
hands moved up my thighs, towards my hardening cock. He found my package
and began to squeeze gently.

"You have had a rough day and this is for you, my love."

I fell back unto the bed as Rick and unbuckled my belt, unclipped my pants
and unzipped my pants. I felt his fingers move around inside my pants as he
moved my underwear out of the way and found my hard cock waiting for
him. "Yes, Jim, we still have it."  Rick slightly stroked me. Then I felt
the warm moist mouth of his take me inside. His tongue and lips worked
their magic on me. I was lost in the moment as the sexual pleasure swept
through me. I don't know how long he worked me. He knows exactly what to do
to me and he gets the desired results as I coated his waiting throat with
my fluid of life.


>From Jamie's perspective:


Steve and I said our goodnights to my two dads. When the door closed, Steve
came to me and put his arms around me. I have never felt so close to him as
I do now. We laid our heads on each other's shoulders. I am realizing how
wonderful it is to be loved and to love. We just held each other and it
felt timeless. There was no urgency, just the moment of being with
Steve. Steve slowly moved back from me. I felt lost all of a sudden. He
stood there looking at me. He raised his hand to my chest and placed it
over my heart. Nothing was said as his fingers moved across my chest to the
buttons on my shirt. Slowly, he began to unbutton each one. I started to
raise my hands and he shook his head at me. He reached for my button on my
jeans and freed it and then unzipped my fly. Then he reached over and
pushed my shirt off of me. There I stood, bare-chested and my pants just
hanging off my butt. Steve took his fingers and placed them on my chest,
rubbing the skin down to the nipples. My nipples were extremely
sensitive. This was an incredible turn on with Steve's deliberate and
steady hand and finger motions.

And yet, it was more than a turn on. It was illuminating. Through his
touch, I felt so much love. For this moment, I was his life and he was
mine.

Steve fingers moved down my abs towards my pants again. He slipped his
hands inside my pants and slid them down. I stepped out of my pants. Our
shoes had long been discarded. I stood before my lover, only in my boxer
shorts. What surprised me the most was that in this moment, though not
entirely sexual, I was not hard and I can get hard just looking at Steve,
but in this moment in time, the swift passing of the seconds, the steady
movement of the minutes...nothing mattered. I was looking at Steve without
the usual sexual desire, but as one human touching another.

Steve reached for my hand and placed on his chest, over his heart. I felt
the beating of his heart. I felt the love of his heart. It was that warm
feeling that sends chills up your spine...in a good way. I felt a single
tear leave my eye as my emotions flooded my soul. Steve reached up to my
face and wiped yet another tear from my cheek. I smiled at him. His eyes
glowed with approval and his smile, that wonderful smile of his, was big
and wide.

I didn't move my hand from his chest. I wanted this to last forever. Steve
reached up and started to pull his polo shirt off over his head. My hand
remained over his heart, and when his chest was bared, my hand pressed
against his heart. Steve reached down and undid his pants and they fell to
the floor. He then slipped his boxers off and stepped out of them. My hand
remained on his chest. My eyes never left his. I didn't know if he was
hard, I didn't care for at this moment it didn't matter. Steve reached over
and slipped my boxers down for me. I stepped out to them and we stood
together, naked and alone.

Steve reached up with his hand and placed it over my heart. His touch was
like being blessed.

No words were needed. We stood connected and nothing hidden from each
other. If Dad and Rick have this between them, the world doesn't matter.

Steve took my other hand and lead to the bed. I moved on top of him as he
lay down on the bed. Our hands left our chests. My hands snaked up his arms
as our fingers entwined. Our chests were touching. Our abs was
touching. Our cocks, soft, were touching. Our legs lying together down to
our feet. I gazed into Steve's eyes, I was lost in them and he was lost in
mine. I lowered my mouth to his and lightly kissed his lips. The kiss grew
as our mouths opened and our tongues began searching for the other.

Our fingers tightened it their embrace. Our mouths became hungry for the
other. My chest began rubbing against his as the kiss grew and grew. Our
bodies began to move, but we were oblivious to anything other than the
kiss.  Our breathing was hard and heavy as our bodies rocked. I could feel
the hair on my chest brush against Steve. I could feel his nipples hard
against my chest. My fingers were squeezing his. I felt his entire body,
against mine and it was the greatest feeling I have ever experienced. We
were moving each other as one entity. It was an epiphany. I finally noticed
that Steve and I were moaning with pleasure and intimacy. I realized we
that both of our cocks were hard and rubbing against each other and our
bodies.

I pulled my lips from his. Steve looked at me.

Nearly gasping, Steve said, "I love you with all my heart."

Steve winced up, squinted his eyes, his cock against mine became so rigid,
his body stiffened and he released his love for me which sent me over as I
released my love for him. We slowed our movements as we began to envelope
ourselves into the passion of our shared orgasm. Nothing compares to what I
was feeling at that moment. Nothing at that moment existed for us except
us. We felt the warm liquid between us mix against our bodies. My lips fell
upon his again, this time in the afterglow. I slowly continued to rub our
cocks together with the beautiful lubrication we just gave each other. The
kiss was light and tender. Even though we both had our orgasms, it didn't
feel like having sex. It felt more than that. Our fingers never left each
other. Our lips were kissing tenderly and lovingly. Our cocks were touching
and stroking each other with each movement of our bodies. Not during the
first four years of our sexual relationship did it ever come close to this
moment.

I pulled my lips from his.

"How are you feeling, my lover?"

Steve looked into me and said, "Like I died and went to heaven. Do you feel
it too?"

"Yes, oh yes."

Steve pushed me over onto the bed.

"I want to taste our love."

Steve moved his beautiful face to my cock and began to lick our semen from
me. I watched with wide-eyed amazement as he devoured the fluid. Steve had
given me oral pleasure many times before and yet this was so different. He
pulled back my foreskin and licked the fluid from my gland and out of the
skin. He licked all the way down to my balls, as the fluid had reached
there. He looked to be savoring our mixed love. I turned his around and
started to lick the fluid from his body. We didn't use hands as we only
used our mouths and lips and tongues as we devoured our juices. I licked
his cock from tip to balls. I loved the taste of our mixed fluids. At about
the same time Steve and I took each other into our mouths and began to make
love to each other's cocks. It wasn't frantic. It was slow and deliberately
soothing. When we cam, we shared our love together in a passionate kiss.

We laid together in a timeless manner with our arms around each other. Our
own little world lost among others. We shared; my God we shared so much
here. We fell asleep in each other's arms. It was a very peaceful and
content sleep.