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Hi! My name is Chase and I just turned 14 a month ago. I normally live with my mom but this summer I’d worked out a deal with my mom and dad so that I could live with my dad until just before school started. See we live in Southern California. Mom and me live in Escondido which is about 45 minutes from the coast which might as well be in a different state when you can’t drive and have to rely on others for transportation. Dad on the other hand has an apartment that’s just one block from the beach in Oceanside. So be honest if you were 14 where would you rather spend the summer? DUH!
Before we get to far into this I’m guessing you want to know some about me. I’m about 120 pounds and 5 feet 4 inches tall. I’ve got dirty blond hair that’s just to my shoulders and green eyes. I’m pretty active so I’m in pretty good shape. I’ve got the start of a nice six-pac. I’ve compared myself to the other guys in the locker room at school. You know how I guess everyone does when no one is looking. Just to make sure you’re not like way different than the other guys. I’m a little behind most of the other guys as far as body hair goes. If you looked super hard I doubt you’d find any pit hair. I have enough pubic hair above my dick to show that I’m less than a year into puberty. But that hair doesn’t go anywhere other than just above my dick. I’m also like 90% sure that I’m gay. I just can’t help but think about some of the really hot guys at school especially at night when I jerk off. There is one guy, a senior, that well okay I’ve got the hots for him big time. But that’s another story.
So the week after school let out I’m at dad’s dealing with the long list of chores that were part of the deal for me staying there. Yeah exactly, slave labor! I had been at the beach most of the morning but had come back in the afternoon to get stuff done before dad got home from work. It was about 4:30pm and I grabbed a bag of trash and headed into the alley to put it in the dumpster there.
That’s when I saw him. He looked like he was a high school senior or close to it. He had on a pair of board shorts and sneakers and that was it. There were apartments on both sides of the alley. Some had garages, others carports, some like ours had nothing. Across the alley from our apartment they had carports. The apartments were above and the carports below. Because it was late afternoon all ten spots were empty so it was just one long slab of concrete. He was riding a BMX bike back and forth doing all kinds of tricks. It was like watching someone do this complicated dance back and forth. I could tell he’d been at it for a while because a thin sheen of sweat covered his chest and back. I jumped up on the wooden fence that ran along the back of our apartments and started to watch.
As close as I could tell he was probably 6 feet tall. He was lean and muscular. Not the bulge all over the place kind of muscular but the lean tight defined kind. His shoulders were broad then tampered down to a narrow waist. The fabric of his boardshorts pulled tight across his butt. His pecs and abs would flex with each trick he did. It only took maybe 30 seconds for me to get a painfully hard dick.
About ten minutes later he noticed me watching. He smiled and nodded at me. OMG that smile. He started really doing the tricks now. Almost like he was putting on a show for me. I’d pretty much decided that I needed to get inside and take care of my boner when he stopped and rode up to me.
“Hey there! I’m Parker. I haven’t seen you around before. You just move in or something?” he asked as he sat down on his bike right in front of where I was sitting on the fence.
“I’m staying here with my dad for the summer.”
“That’s cool. Do you ride?”
“I’ve got a bike back at my mom’s but I don’t do tricks or anything.”
“Sucks you didn’t bring it with you. You want to learn?”
“Hell yeah!” I answered. I’d love to know how to do some of those tricks but more important it would give me a chance to spend some more time with Parker. God what a great name.
“So what should I call you other than ‘yeah you’?”
“Shit sorry! I’m Chase.” Hoping my oversized t-shirt would cover my boner, I jumped down and offered my fist to bump.
He smiled at me and we bumped fists. “Cool name! Chase, you want to start learning now?”
OMG he thinks my name is cool! “You’re serious about teaching me?”
“Wouldn’t have offered if I wasn’t”
I looked at my watch and realized it was almost 5:00pm and my dad would be home soon. “I’ve got to get some stuff finished before my dad gets home.”
“No problem I get it. I’m out here most afternoons when I finish work so just come on out and I’ll start showing you some stuff.”
“That would be awesome! Sure!”
“Go get your chores done I don’t want you getting into trouble. I’ll see you tomorrow maybe?” he asked.
“Later,” he said as he rode off up the alley and into the apartment complex next door.
I stood there for a while looking at where he’d disappeared almost wishing he’d come back. A car coming down the alley behind me pulled me out of my daydream. I dashed in through the gate and ran into our apartment. I checked my watch again. Looked around quickly and started doing the last of the straighten up, grabbing all my stuff from around the front room. With my arms full I ran to my room, dumped it all into the closet, then closed and locked my bedroom door. I knew my dad would be home any minute so I had to hurry. I pulled the front of my t-shirt up and over my head so it was behind my neck. That way it would be easy to pull it down if I needed to in a hurry. I pulled down my jeans and took hold of my rock hard dick.
The head was already wet with pre. I didn’t work up to it slowly or anything. It was about relief right now. I started stroking my 5 1/2” of hard meat as fast as I could. I closed my eyes and thought about Parker. Just remembering the look of his hairless muscular chest is all it took. Ninety seconds after starting I unloaded. My first shot of cum landed on my chest. The second on my stomach and the rest dribbled out onto my hand and into my pubes. After waiting a few minutes to recover I grabbed the wash cloth I kept under the mattress and cleaned up. The wash cloth went back under the mattress for use later tonight. I really had to remember to wash that thing next time I did my laundry. I had just pulled up my pants when I heard my dad come home. Perfect timing!
Next afternoon I made sure I had all my chores finished and started checking the alley at 2pm. I kept kicking myself for not asking when he got off work. Finally at 3:30 when I went out to check he was there. Just like before he was riding back and forth doing tricks. Just like yesterday he was only wearing a pair of shorts and shoes. I really had to concentrate so I wouldn’t start thinking about that chest and those abs or I knew I was going to get hard.
As soon as he saw me he smile, “Hi Chase! I was hoping you’d be here for your first lesson. You ready?”
God he remembered my name! “Sure, what do I do?”
“Let’s get you used to the bike a bit first.” He got off his bike and offered it to me.
As soon as I took hold of it I was shocked how little it weighed. “It’s so light!”
“Yeah makes doing a lot of the tricks a easier. Plus if you ever do any ramp work it doesn’t hurt as much when it lands on top of you.”
“You ride ramps too?” I asked.
“Not as much as the ground work but yeah. It’s a total rush to get some nice air,” he answered me with a chuckle. “Now hop on and just ride it back and forth a few times. Get the feel for it.”
As soon as I got on it and pushed down on one of the pedals it was a rush. The bike surged forward! “God I’d so love a bike like this!”
Parker laughed, “You like it huh?”
“Like it? I love it!” I picked up speed. When I got to the end of the carport I slide the back tire out and spin around. “Wicked!”
After going back and forth a few times, Parker yell, “Okay Chase come on over here and lets start getting serious about this.”
He put the front wheel between his legs and took hold of the handle bar. “Level out the pedals and try and find your balance. I’ll help at first.”
I did what he told me to do. Leveling out the pedals and trying to keep myself balanced while holding completely still. At first I was hopeless. I could feel him keeping the bike upright as I struggled to keep from falling. I was really surprise how easily he could support my weight.
“Chase, look up at me.” I looked up at him and found him smiling at me.
“First,” he continued, “relax! Don’t fight the bike so much.”
I looked back down at the bike.
“No, keep your eyes on me.”
I looked back up at met his eyes.
“That’s right. No just stop for a second. Let me take the weight of the bike. That’s it. Relax I won’t let you fall.” His smile got bigger. “Okay now just take a deep breath and get a feel for the bike. Now try and feel light on the bike.”
I must have gotten a puzzled look on my face.
“Shit I’m starting to sound like Yoda huh?”
“Yeah a bit,” I giggled.
“Yes young jedi, flow through you the force will,” he said doing a pretty good Yoda.
That started me laughing and I had to put my feet down on the ground to stop from falling off the bike.
“Progress this is not young padawan,” he continued as Yoda.
“Stop you’re killing me,” I said between laughs.
“Balance you will not when laughing you are,” this time starting to laugh himself.
“Yeah and whose fault is that?” I asked and playful punching him in the shoulder.
We got our laughter under control and I got back up on the bike. He spent almost two hours teaching first to get my balance on the bike and then to do a few basic tricks. Once I did a basic trick, he’d take the bike and do the same trick but then slowly add onto it so I could see how the bigger tricks all started with the few basic things.
For the rest of the week I’d meet him in the alley and we’d practice. It was summer so of course he’d pull off his shirt. I was a bit embarrassed about what he’d think of my body so I left mine on. On the third day, I was working on one trick in particular when he took hold of my hips and held me in a certain position. Feeling his strong hands tight on my hips brought up so many thoughts and feelings I almost shot a load right then. After, when I got into my room and started jerking off thinking about it, I started to realized just how much he’d been touching me now. It started with little things I realized. Pushing his shoulder against me. His hand on my shoulder or back to steady me. I started wonder, could he really be into me? That thought alone was enough to make me blow a load.
On Friday he said that on Saturday morning he met up with some friends at a local park and they all practiced together.
“You can come with if you want?” he asked me.
“Are you serious? Hell yeah I’d love to.” What else was I going to say?
Saturday morning I was waiting in the alley when I said I would be. When he showed up I stood on his back pegs and off we went. The park was only three blocks away so it wasn’t a big deal for me to ride like that. Standing there with my hands on his shoulders. A couple of his friends were already there when we got there. Both were probably about 16 or 17. About an hour later the rest of the group had shown up. The youngest was maybe 12 and the oldest was probably the same age as Parker. I was introduced as his friend. They were really friendly. Each took a few minutes while they were resting to let me try out a few tricks on their bikes. They all gave me pointers and advice on how to do this or that better.
Just before noon, Parker announced he was starving and that we were going take off and get some lunch. Just like the ride there, I got up on his pegs and off we went. This time though he’d taken off his shirt which was now tied around his waist. It was the first time I’d been able to touch him. Feeling his smooth skin and the muscles of his shoulder was such a rush. We hadn’t got twenty feet before I was hard as a rock. About half way back he suddenly stood up on his pedals and really started pumping. My hands slide down his back and for a moment I was sure I was going to fall off but I leaned in grabbed his hips and held on tight. Talk about a sight! His hips and ass twisting back and forth right in front of me while my hands gripped his narrow hips. I started to memorize as much as I could for later when I could get naked in my bedroom.
His back was smooth and his muscles rippled as he pumped up and down. He wore black briefs which rose from his jeans about two inches. The muscles of his back came down from his shoulders in a beautiful “V” pointing down to the crack of his ass. An ass that flexed each time he pumped up and down. Fuck I never wanted to get off this bike!
When we got within sight of our apartment buildings he sat back down again. With me holding on to his hips I found myself pulled up against his back and again I started to loose my balance. I had no choice but to wrap my arms around his chest and holding tight until I got my balance back. I realized I had a hold of his left pec with my right hand. My left hand was pressed flat against the top of his abs. My right cheek was pressed up against the smooth skin of his back. My hard dick pressed up against his ass.
I pushed quickly off! Grabbing hold of his shoulders again. If he noticed anything he didn’t say anything. He stopped at the gate leading into the courtyard of his apartment and I jumped off his bike.
“Thanks a lot Parker I had a great time.”
“No problem Chase. You’re a lot of fun to hang out with.” He said with a big smile. “Damn I could really use a burger. What about you?”
“I’ll just make a sandwich or something at my dad’s” I answered him.
Parker laughed, “No bro, I mean how’d you like to go get a burger with me? My treat.”
I was really surprised by his offer. “aaww, humm, aaww” I stammered.
“That’s close enough to a yes for me. Let me go put my bike away and I’ll be right back. Wait here.”
Parker used his key to open the gate, held it open with one hand as he pulled his bike through with the other. The gate closed behind him and he disappeared into the courtyard. I was so disappointed five minutes later when he returned with his shirt back on.
“Follow me,” he said as he let the gate close behind him. He punched in a code on the keypad next to one of the garage doors and it slowly started to open. As soon as I saw his car I fell in love with it. I took a quick look at the badge on the back to make sure that it was what I thought. A nice silver Mazda MX-5 Miata Convertible. As he moved to the driver’s door, I just stood there I’m guessing with my mouth open.
“You going to just stand there or are you going to get in?” He said with a chuckle. “Come on hurry. I’m starving!”
I quickly closed my mouth and joined him in the car. He backed out of the garage and the door closed.
“Where are we going?” I asked once I got my mouth working again.
“There is little dinner down in Carlsbad that has the best burgers. That okay with you?”
“Yeah sure I guess.”
“You guess? Well they do have other stuff besides burgers. If you want that is.” He nudged me with his arm. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. It’s fine.”
“Listen Chase. I like you and I think we’re getting to be good friends, right?” Parker asked.
I nodded when I noticed he’d looked over at me.
“So listen. Be honest with me okay? No matter what it is you can tell me. I’m not going to get mad or get my feelings hurt.” He paused for a minute waiting for me. When I didn’t say anything he asked. “So did you kill someone?”
I looked over at him and saw the smile on his face. “You’re crazy, you know that, right?”
“Certifiable. I’ve got the certificate back at my place. I can show you when we get back.”
Again he went quiet. I could see him looking over at me every once and a while. I realized he was still waiting and he wasn’t going to give up until I gave him an answer. “Fuck it”, I thought.
“It just doesn’t feel right you paying for me and all,” I admitted. Both my mom and dad were really big on me pulling my own weight. I never liked owing someone.
“You know, Chase, I’m impressed,” he said. I could tell by the sudden change in his tone he was serious. I’d never heard him like this before. “Most people could care less about stuff like this. They’d just eat whatever and not be worried about what it cost me. After all I offered to buy.”
“No, I get it. So how do you want to handle this? Do you have enough to pay for your own lunch?”
“I’ve got some money. Probably not enough though.”
“How would you feel about trading some work for it then?”
“Like what kind of work?”
“For one this car could use a good detailing,” he suggested. “I’ve always hated housework. Plus you’d make a really cute house boy. How do you feel about a french maid uniform?”
“Shut up!” I said and gave him a punch on the shoulder. We both started laughing. “I could wash the car easy enough.”
“Tell you what. I normally pay $150 to get my car detailed. Do you get what that means?”
“No not really,’ I answered as we pulled into the diner for lunch.
“Means you wash and wax the outside. Clean and treat the tires. Vacuum the inside, that’s the carpet and the seats. Then wipe down all the surfaces. Clean out any trash you find. That includes the trunk too,” he explained as he put the car in park and looked at me.
I started to look around the car. Honestly it really wasn’t that dirty in the inside. The outside wasn’t that bad but yeah it could use a wash. “I don’t have any stuff I’d need to do that.”
“That’s fine I’ve got everything you’d need. Do we have a deal?”
“When do I have to do it?”
“Well right now I just need to eat before I pass out from hunger. But if you agree then I’ll front you the cash for lunch and the pay you the rest of the $150 when you wash the car. If you want you could do it tomorrow?”
“Okay deal,” I agreed. Damn $150 was a lot of money for me.
“Great! So can we go eat now?” he pleaded?
“Yes!” I laughed.
Lunch was great. Parker was right, the place did have one of the best burgers I’d ever had. Even the fries tasted better than normal ones. Don’t even get me talking about the chocolate milk shake! OMG! We talked about everything and nothing while we ate. He asked about school. What was my favorite subject? Was I into sports? What was my favorite sport? Had I ever played on any teams? I found out he worked up at San Onofre the nuclear power plant. Something about designing the computer systems that do the training of the plant operators.
On the ride home I realised I hadn’t been this happy in a very long time. I’d never been able to talk to anyone like this. I know that Parker was older than I thought but he didn’t treat me like I was a kid. He talked to me like he did anyone else.
He pulled the car back into the garage. On the way out he reached over and put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me up against him. I couldn’t help but put my arm around his waist and pull him tight against me. At that point I just got a bit overwhelmed. I twisted around in front of him, wrapped my other arm around the other side and buried my face into his chest and squeezed. I never really grew up getting much physical contact with my mom and dad. It just wasn’t their nature I guess. But I felt him put his arms around my shoulders and he hugged me back.
It didn’t start out as anything other than something that I felt instinctively that I needed. It just felt so good there in his arms. But then I noticed his smell. The feeling of his pecs against my cheek. His arms around me. Fuck it felt so good.
“Hey as much as I’m enjoying this, I’ve got that new Robocop movie on DVD upstairs. What to come watching it with me? Then we can talk about when you want to detail the car?”
“Okay,” I answered with my face still buried in his chest. I felt his arms relax from around my shoulders. I didn’t want to push it or make him think I was some kind of baby so I let go and quickly moved away.
I followed him into the courtyard of his apartment and stood there waiting as he unlocked his door. He pushed it open and waved for me to go inside.
“After you sir,” he said with a chuckle.
What I walked into was nothing like what I’d expected. I was standing behind a leather couch that faced one of the biggest flat screens I’d ever seen.
“Wow,” I muttered.
Instead of where a dining room should be there was a set of free weights and a bench press. What a great place to live.
“I don’t know about you Chase but I need a shower,” Parked admitted as he closed and locked the door.
Now the first thought I had was, “is he inviting me to shower with him?”
“If I set you up on my Xbox will you be okay for a few minutes?”
“Yeah sure,” I answered and I was sure he heard the disappointment in my voice.
“If you take a look in there,” he said as he pointed to a cabinet next to the TV. “There are a bunch of games. Pick which ever one you’re interested in and I’ll get the TV and Xbox on for you.”
A few minutes later, I was killing zombies and thinking about Parker naked in the shower. About fifteen minutes after he went into the bathroom he came out wearing a pair of sweat shorts. They were down low on his hips and I realized that’s all he had on. As he walked back into his bedroom I could see the crack of ass. I realised I was in way over my head at this point.
He came and sat down next to me with a towel and started to dry his hair.
“You know I’ve probably got some old clothes that would fit you if you wanted a shower.”
“You mind if I take a leak?”
“Hell no,” he answered. “Make yourself at home. You want something to drink, a soda maybe?” He asked as I went toward the bathroom.
“Sure what do you have?” I asked.
“Tell me what you want and I’ll see what I can do?”
“Well, my fav is Dr. Pepper Cherry.”
“No shit? Mine too. You got it.”
When I came out of the bathroom, he was on the couch with a controller in his hands. Two sodas were on the coffee table. I sat down right next to him and I mean “right” next to him. My shoulder was pressed up against his. Same with my hip and thigh. I realized that he’d continued playing the game I’d started when he was in the shower.
“So you just took over my game huh?” I asked and pushed against him with my shoulder.
“Your score was so sad I thought you could use some help,” he said with a giggle and nudged me back.
I got my fingers into his ribs and started tickling him. “Sad huh?”
“That is so not fair!” he said through his laughter.
Within a couple of minutes I had him on his back and was tickling him as hard as I could. I sat across his hips, him squirming and laughing under me. In less than half that time I was hard as a rock. I was looking down at the most amazing set of abs I’d ever seen. Not to mention his pecs. His dime sized nipples were hard and I so wanted to touch them. I must have let myself get distracted because the next thing I know Parker is standing up. He’s got hand around one of my biceps as he lifts me off him and the couch. Then like I weighed 20 lbs not 120, he throw me up and over his shoulder.
To my horror I realize my boner is pressed against one of his pecs and there is NO way he can’t feel it. He’s walking around the room yelling “I am the champion” and giggling the whole time.
“Feels like someone’s happy to see me,” he joked confirming my worst fear. He even wiggles me up and down rubbing my dick against his chest. I panic!
“FUCK!!!” I scream, “put me down! NOW”
I start flailing around. Hitting his back with my fists.
“Chase, it’s okay bro.” Parker said as he lifted me off his shoulder and laid me down on the floor. He sat down on my stomach trying to protect himself from my fists.
“Get off me!” I yelled again, “Let me go! PLEASE!” I wrapped my arms around my face trying desperately to hid myself. Trying even harder not to cry.
“Not until you look me in the face so I can apologize.”
Okay that’s not what I expected to hear.
“Please Chase, look at me.”
I looked up at him between my arms.
“I’m sorry I teased you like that about your boner. I remember at 14 I would sneeze and get a boner. Hell, it’s really not that much better now. The last thing you need is to have someone like me tease you about it. Hell it happens to all of us at one time or another. See what I mean?”
At that point he reached out took hold of my hand and next thing I know I had my hand on a boner, HIS boner. Before I knew what I was doing, I wrapped my hand around it and stroked it up and down a couple of times.
“Wow! Chase! You keep doing that and we’ll have a mess on our hands,” Parker laughed.
“Fuck! I’m sorry,” I said letting go and hiding my face again.
“It’s fine Chase. But we need to talk okay?”
This was it. He’d be nice about it but our friendship was over. “Fine! Say what you have to say so I can get out of here.”
“Knock that off,” he said. His voice betraying anger for the first time since I’d met him. “I’m not fucking mad at you yet but keep this attitude up and I will be.”
“Sorry,” I said not sure I really meant it.
He got up off me and held out his hand to help me up. I took it and he easily pulled me up to my feet. I went to pull my hand free but he kept a firm grip of my hand.
“Chase, I need you to look at me and really listen please.” He said again with a serious tone. He reached out with his other hand and took hold of my shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze.
I looked him in the eye and prepared for the worse.
“I like you Chase. I’m really hoping we can hang out a lot more while you’re here this summer. But…” he paused.
Oh great here it comes.
Parker took a deep breath before continuing. “I think before we get to be any closer you need to understand that I’m gay.”
What did he say?
“Now if that makes you uncomfortable and you’d rather not hang out anymore I completely understand.” With that he let go of my hand and shoulder and stood aside so I could leave if I wanted to.
I stood there for a moment staring at the floor between us when it suddenly hit me. Here was someone I could talk to about the feelings I was having. A thousand questions started pouring through my head all at the same times. All the questions I’d asked myself but had no answers for. Was this really happening? Then my mind shifted again. If Parker was gay, did he like me like that? Was he someone I could learn about sex and stuff from? I suddenly looked up and met Parker’s eyes. Concern was clear on his face.
“Awww…” I stammered suddenly not sure what I should say. Should I admit I thought I might be gay too? If I did would he think I was coming on to him? “I… hummmm….” God I’m sounding like an idiot.
“It’s okay. You don’t have to say anything. If you’re not comfortable with our deal about my car than don’t worry about it. We can figure…”
“No,” I interrupted him. “I still want to do your car.”
“So are we okay?” Parker asked.
“Humm… Yeah sure… I just…” again my brain and mouth weren’t communicating.
“Do you want to sit down? Maybe it’ll help your mouth start working again.”
He went and sat on the far end of the couch. It took me a minute but I walked over and sat down on the middle of the couch. I didn’t want to sit at the far end and make him think he thought there was something wrong with being gay.
“So are you okay?” Parker asked after a few moments.
“Yeah, sorry for freaking out like that.”
“It’s all good. I should never have teased you like that. I would have probably done the same thing if I had been in your shoes.”
Finally, I asked, “You’re really gay?”
“Yes I’m really gay.”
I happened to notice the time on and realized I needed to check in with my dad before I got in trouble. “I really should go home and let me dad know what’s going on.”
“Sure no problem,” Parker said. I couldn’t help but notice the disappointment in his voice.
“If it’s okay with my dad, could I come back later?”
“That would be great, Chase. You’re always welcome.”
“Maybe like after dinner. It’ll just depend on my dad.” I suggested as I got up and walked around to the door. He got up and followed.
“I had a great time with you. Don’t forget my offer about my car is still open. If you still want to.”
“Yeah of course, I’ll do it tomorrow if it’s okay with my dad.” I said as I walked out and headed down the stairs. He stood in the doorway watching me go. “See you later tonight or for sure tomorrow.”
“Later,” Parker said for the doorway.
Dad was sitting on the couch when I got home. He was sitting there with a beer watching a basketball playoff game.
“Where have you been?” He asked.
“I told you I was going to hang out with a friend this morning. You said it was okay.”
“Yeah but I thought you’d be home before lunch.”
“He invited me to eat at his place. I guess I should have called. I just forgot.”
“Damn right you should have. There are some dirty dishes in the kitchen that need to be cleaned up.”
“And bring me another beer.”
I got him his beer and started working on the dirty dishes. I noticed they were all from his breakfast and lunch. I rinsed them all off and put them in the dishwasher. Then I wiped out the sink and wiped down all the countertops. I was actually pretty proud of how it all looked when I was finished. It was getting pretty close to dinner time by the time I was finished.
“Hey dad, you mind if I make us some Mac & Cheese for dinner tonight?”
“Fine but bring me another beer before you get started.”
I get some water on the stove so it would start boiling, took my dad another beer, collected his empties and went back to the kitchen. At this point I just concentrated on making sure dinner was done right. I kept an eye on my dad’s beer so I could take him a fresh one when he emptied the one he had. When dinner was ready I served it up and we sat in front of the TV eating. When we finished eating, I gathered up the plates.
“Want another beer dad?” I asked.
I only got a grunt and a nod in response so I grabbed him another beer and took away the empty one. I cleaned up the dishes and again straightened up the kitchen. With all that done I went in and sat with my dad for a bit.
“Dad would you mind if I went out for a couple of hours?”
Again I only got a grunt and a nod but it was good enough for me. Two minutes later I was standing outside Parker’s door. My hand actually trembled before I knocked gently.
When the door opened, Parker was still wearing the sweat shorts he put on earlier. He still hadn’t put on a shirt. By the look on his face he was surprised to see me.
“Hi Chase, what’s up?” he asked.
“I said I’d try and come back over after dinner.” I answered. “Is that okay? I don’t want to bug you. Like if you’re busy or anything.”
“No of course not. Come on in.” He opened the door wide and motioned for me to enter. “You want a Cherry Dr. Pepper?”
“Sure that’d be great.” I answered and went and sat in the middle of his couch. As I watched him go into his kitchen I suddenly realized he might think I came back because I wanted to have sex. What if he tried something? Seriously would that be so bad? Isn’t that really why I’m here?
Parker returned with the soda. He handed me one and sat down at the end of the couch.
“You want to play some Xbox?” he asked.
“That’d be great.”
We sat playing Xbox for an hour or so. Every so often, when one of us would do something cool, we’d lean into the other. We laughed and joked and had a great time. We’d just finished a level when I put my controller down.
“So how old were you when you knew you were gay?” I asked.
Parker put the game on pause and answered, “Probably around your age I guess. Maybe a bit younger. I guess if I was honest I always knew I was different somehow even if I didn’t understand how. I remember my friends making comments and joking about girls. About how cute or hot they were or how nice their tits were. I’d laugh or comment about them too but I really didn’t get what they meant. I thought it was the guys that were cute or hot.” He paused for a second to take a drink from his soda. “I guess it was around your age that I tried to not be gay. I asked a girl out and we’d kiss. We made out a few times. One girl actually gave me a hand job. It felt great and all but I had to close my eyes and imagine it was a guy friend of mine for things to really work.” He chucked at that point. “I still remember how upset she was when I came and got it all over her hand. I was like ‘duh what did you think was going to happen’.”
“So have you actually done stuff with other guys?” I asked.
“Yeah of course.”
“Would you mind if I asked what?”
“I’ve done pretty much everything you can do with another guy.”
“Yes including anal, both top and bottom.”
“Did it hurt?”
“I won’t lie to you Chase, it can hurt, especially if it’s not done right. Once you get used to it, then it’s great. Of course it really depends on how wide the guy is. So are you thinking you might be gay?”
“Yeah I think so.”
“Welcome to the club.”
I laughed and then asked, “So do you have like a boyfriend right now?”
“Not for a while now unfortunately. What about you?”
“Me?” I laughed again. “I’ve never done anything at all yet.”
He reached over and put hand on my shoulder and gave it a squeeze, “Don’t worry, Chase, someone as cute as you are won’t have a problem finding someone.”
I could feel my cheeks start burning, “You think I’m cute?”
“Duh, if I was a bit younger…”
I looked down at the floor and started fighting hard not to start crying. I realized he wasn’t interested in me. I was just a little kid to him.
“Shit.” I heard him whisper softly. “Chase, understand something. If it wasn’t against the law I’d be more than interested in… well you know. You understand right?”
All I could do was nod. I finally found someone that was gay and he thinks I was too young.
“Chase please look at me.”
I looked over at him and of course that’s when a tear decided to roll down my cheek.
“Oh god Chase! Come here!” He reached out and wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close.
I wrapped my arms around him and buried my face into his chest. I just couldn’t stop myself from balling like a baby. He rocked me gently, and stroked my back and every once and awhile he’d run his hand through my hair. I don’t know how much time passed but I finally got myself together and pulled back just enough so I could look up at Parker.
“You know I wouldn’t tell anyone if we… you know.”
“I have no doubt about that at all Chase. Listen, let me think about it for a day or two and then we’ll see. Okay?”
I pulled away completely. Realizing he was saying no but just trying to be polite.
“Chase, I’m not blowing you off. I’ll seriously think about it okay. Us getting involved like that is a big deal. It’s something BOTH of us should think about before we go there. Okay?”
“Okay, you’re right.”
“Look how long can you hang out for? Do you have time for a movie?”
I looked at my watch. It was still early. “Yeah I could do a movie.”
“Why don’t you go pick out a movie you’d like to watch. Then we’ll sit back on the couch and if you want I’ll put my arm around you and we’ll cuddle for a while, see what you think of that. Sound good?”
“Don’t get all that excited. It doesn’t mean we’re going steady or anything.”
“Shut up!” I said and punched his arm.
He laughed and said, “Go on then go pick out a movie.”
He had this huge library of movies that I realised I could sit for hours and watch movie after movie. I picked out Terminator 2 and started it playing. I went back to the couch and he was sitting back against the arm of the chair. I sat down next to him, pulled my legs up onto the couch and leaned back into him. His arm came around my chest and I felt so comfortable there. I pulled his arm tighter and settled up against him as hard as I could. His palm rested right on my right pec and he gave it a gently squeeze.
“Now chill and watch the movie.” Parker said as he ruffled my hair.
The movie flew by and honestly I don’t really remember most of it. I just remember him rubbing his hand up and down my chest and stomach. Us sitting there with my fingers interlaced with his. The feel of his chest against my back. About three quarters of the way through the movie I got a text from my dad wondering when I’d be home. I texted back that we were watching T2 and it was almost done and then I’d be home. I simply got and “ok” back.
So when the movie ended Parker said. “Okay Chase get your butt home before your dad gets pissed at you. I’d hate it if he made it so you couldn’t come back any more.”
“Yeah he can be like that at times.” I agreed. “Can I still wash your car tomorrow?”
“Of course you can. Say 9am?”
“Cool, see you then.” and I headed toward the door. As I put my hand on the door knob I turned back. “Could I maybe get a kiss goodbye?” I asked and felt my cheeks burn”
He turned and looked back at me over the back of the couch and grinned. He gave me a “come here” nod of his head. I walked up to the back of the couch and leaned over. He put his hand on the back of my head and pulled me to his mouth. The kiss was light and gentle and over way too fast.
“That’s it?” I asked?
“Go home Chase!” and waved toward the door.
I laughed and left. As I headed home I realized I hadn’t been his happy in as long as I could remember.
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