Date: Sat, 15 Nov 2003 05:49:22 -0800 (PST) From: Ray Morales Subject: Heartache 13 This story continues where Heartache 12 left off in the story 'Heartache' in /High School/. Thank you for all the support via your emails. Really, thanks a million. I would have stopped at Chapter One if it were not for your encouragements. I know I could never have made it this far without your continuous support and comments. If you want to comment on this story just drop me an email at fyiord@yahoo.com. Note: This story is fiction and is by no means depictive of the life of any person, place or thing. It contains no penetrative sexual acts between males YET and should only be read if it is legal to do so in your area. Read at your own risk, okay. All names are made up and any similarities are just dumb luck. Heartache 12 By Fjord "T..they know?" I asked, stammering like an idiot. Jake didn't reply. We were looking at each other with my eyes opened wide. "They know?" I asked him again, my voice quavering. He looked downwards and nodded. I felt myself sinking into the bed in helplessness. I knew this was gonna happen. I knew it. I watched the ceiling, which was painted light blue like the whole fucking room, spinning. Shit. "How...?" I asked Jake softly. He lifted his head and locked his eyes with mine. "It was when I thought you died that I just lost it. I screamed myself hoarse saying 'I love you, Eric' again and again in front of them." That wasn't too bad, I thought. We were best friends and that was nothing between friends. "And I rushed to you and kissed you..." Maybe they could be persuaded that Jake was performing CPR, I thought in desperation. What Jake said after that drove the final nail in our coffin. "And kissed you again... God, I was such a fuck up...." Yep, no doubt about it, we were both inside a very small coffin ready to be lowered six feet into the cold hard ground. I closed my eyes and covered my face with my hands. "I'm sorry Eric. I really thought you were dead and I didn't care anymore 'bout what they thought." I had to take a minute or two to think. Jake had outed us because he thought that I was dead. It was my entire fault, not Jake's. If I only had gone to sleep and not followed my fucking dick to Jake's house this would never have happened. I wanted to scream but had just enough sense not to. I wanted to scream my frustration out so badly but I know it was not gonna help anyone. "Don't freak out... please Eric. I need you now more than ever." It was the wrong thing for him to say. I removed my hands off my face and glared at him angrily. "Don't freak out?" I asked him sarcastically. "That's easy for you to say... Mister 'Don't freak out'... Don't freak out, Eric... everything's gonna be okay, Eric..." I said to him mockingly. "Well fuck you Jake, if I want to freak out, I will freak out whether you like it or not, you freaking freak." I was freaking out, period. Panic had set in and I tried to rein in its galloping horses but I also wanted to really let out my frustration at someone. There was only one someone in that room. Jake. With the state of mind I was in, it was more appropriate to call him poor Jake. I wanted to strangle him but I also wanted to beat myself up for causing all this to happen. It was my goddamn fault. "Calm down man..." That was another wrong thing to say. Boy, Jake sure won the jackpot of what-not-to-say-to-a-drowning-man. "Calm down. Is that all you can say? Calm down. The only thing that's gonna calm me down now is for this... this, to be just a bad dream. God!" Jake looked real sad but I hadn't even begun to feel the tension inside me fade away. Instead, it kept on tightening around me like a fishnet being pulled eagerly by fishing trawler. Jake brought the chair to the edge of the bed and sat down real close. He took my hands and immediately his touch did what I couldn't do on my own. I calmed down. But my eyes started to tear up. Jake's eyes were glistening too. "It's gonna be okay, Eric. You're gonna be okay." Jake said to me and then embraced me. This time I got my arms around him and it felt good. I felt much better. "Thanks Jake." I sighed in gratefulness for his hug. "We should be okay, I guess. We'll just have to face this together," I said as I held his body tight. "No, not together." "What?" I said, confused, as I pushed him off me and looked at his sorry face. "What do you mean by that? We have to face this together." Jake looked at me with his sad eyes. "They think it's just me." I just looked at him in a daze. I blinked a few times, not believing what I just heard. "They don't know about me?" "You were supposed to be dead, remember. They were so stunned by my actions that your Mom stopped screaming. Your Dad just stood there. They were so shocked. It was my Mom who pulled me off you. She had to slap me back to my senses." That was when I notice a slight bluish tinge just above his left cheek bone. Mrs. A sure slapped him good, I thought. I felt sorry for him but felt relieved at the same time. And then I felt guilty for feeling relieved for not being outed. Poor Jake. "How did my parents take it?" "They were shocked. Who wouldn't be? I kissed you in front of them." "What happened next?" "My Mom dragged me out and left me outside. That was when Dr. Remus came in and gave the good news." "What did my Mom say?" "When everybody had calmed down, your Mom embraced my Mom and told her everything was going to be okay. God! My Mom was so embarrassed by me. She couldn't even look at me. She started crying after that and kept saying sorry to them for what I have done. It's all my fault. It was just so damn confusing for everyone. I mean we were so happy you were okay but the shock of seeing me kissing you was messing up everything." Jake started to sob as he laid his head on the bed. I gently caressed his pretty blond hair. "I'm gonna tell them the truth. You can't do this alone." I said firmly. "No you can't." Jake mumbled through his sobs and lifted his head to look at me. "I'm not gonna let you face this alone, Jake." I said to him clearly. "I'm not gonna be alone. You'll be there for me, I know, but you're gonna be the straight one." "Don't you think that's stupid, Jake? When we get together later on, they're gonna know we lied. I don't want to do that, not to my parents nor yours. No. I'm gonna tell them and that's final." Jake just stared at me as my words sank into his brain. "You're right. Shit, I'm such a stupid asshole. I can't even think straight. Why do you even want me? I'm such an idiot." I tended to agree with him on the idiot point but he was my lovable idiot. If there was a bigger idiot it was somebody who slammed his head twice in a day and caused another to become a blubbering idiot. God, what was I thinking going after Jake after my Mom dropped me off? Aaaargh! "Please don't be mad, Eric..." "Why do you say that?" I was getting really irritated with Jake's whining. "You look as if you're mad at me again." My facial expression showed my frustration and Jake had misinterpreted it. "I'm not mad at you, okay. I'm just thinking that I shouldn't have gone to your house after Mom sent me home. If I had only gone straight to bed all this shit wouldn't have happened." I said and then caught a small smile from Jake. "What?" "Why did you?" Jake replied with a question. "Go to your place?" I replied with another question. "Yeah..." "I wanted to see you..." "You wanted to see me," Jake said and paused, "I like that... Eric Collins the Iverson High School's most popular boy wanted to see me." I blushed. "Yeah, and I failed in my mission. Instead I tried to dig a hole in your kitchen floor..." We giggled but our hearts were heavy. "God, how am I gonna tell my parents? Mom, Dad, I'm gay... Like they're gonna believe me..." I said and we laughed nervously. It was like the calm before the storm. "You're really gonna tell them, huh? Please don't do it because of me..." Jake was still resisting the idea. "Jake, I told you. I'm not gonna lie to them and I'm not gonna let you face this alone. Besides, they're probably thinking how crazy it was for you to kiss me. I'm sure that was in their minds and most probably in your Mom's too. If they know we're a couple then they would understand." "My Mom said it was so disrespectful of me to do that in front of your parents. She said that she was so ashamed of me. I'm not sure if she was mad at me for kissing you or for being gay." I understood how embarrassing it was for Mrs. A to see how her son took advantage of me while I was unconscious in front of my parents. It was just such a fucked up situation for anyone to take in. Nobody would have suspected that Jake was gay. I didn't even know before last Friday night. It must have felt like a surreal scene for Mrs. A and my parents to find out that Jake was gay and that I was not dead at the same time. Shock and happiness happening at the same time could mess up anybody's mind. It was just so fucked up. "Since they left you with me here alone then they must've calmed down a bit. They're okay with it, right? Otherwise, you won't be here." Jake nodded. "Yeah, thank God." "What happened in the end?" "Well, they, the three of them, asked me some questions and I told them that I loved you and that you already knew but didn't mind still being my best friend. I had to lie to them..." "You were not lying. It's the truth, even if you were gay and I wasn't, I would've still wanted you as my best friend." "Whatever... I'm used to lying, you know me... Sad, don't you think?" Jake looked forlorn as he watched his fingers intertwine with mine. I didn't want to be reminded of what he meant. "We still have to lie to them though." I said. "So you agree not to come out to them?" Jake asked hopefully. "No, I'm still coming out to them but we're not gonna say anything about the sex stuff. I don't wanna say much on that. It's too personal. I don't think they'll take it very well." "There wasn't much to say in the firs... aaargh" I pinched his hand before he could continue further. "That hurts..." "Yeah... just be glad your dick wasn't too near to my hands just now. Now, help me get up. I need to get blood flowing to some parts of my body..." Jake helped me to sit up on the edge of the bed. He managed to grab me 'unintentionally' in the crotch while doing so. I was naked inside the hospital gown. Some blood did go to my crotch, I could tell. Jake just grinned as I tried to hide my erection. "Where're my clothes?" I asked as I looked around the room. "Your Mom took them back home. She'll probably bring some nice clean clothes for her pretty boy Eric." "You still think I'm pretty?" I asked with feigned innocence. "Yeah, you're sizzling hot..." "I think you're hotter... I love sucking your tongue... One day I'm gonna suck your dick." Jake went red and I chuckled. The door opened with a creaking sound. That door needed some lubrication oil for its hinges. My parents came in with Dr. Remus. "Hah, I told you he was fine. You can take him now but I need the gown back. On your way out, please sign those documents at the receptionist counter." Dr. Remus said cheerfully and left us. My parents weren't looking too happy but I can see them trying to form smiles on their faces. I was gonna break their hearts a little when I tell them the truth about Jake and me. Derek appeared suddenly behind them. He smiled sheepishly as I greeted him by raising my eyebrows. No, I wasn't flirting. "Hi, Mom, Dad..." I broke the uncomfortably tense air in the room that Dr. Remus was oblivious to when he came in earlier. "Oh, Eric..." Mom said and gave me a quick hug. "I am so happy you're okay." She placed a fresh change of clothes for me on the bed. "These are your clothes, Eric." She glanced at Jake and said, "Thanks, Jake, for keeping him company." I thought of how proud I was of my parents. In a way, they helped Jake and his family a lot by letting him stay with me instead of rejecting him as the gay boy who molested their son on his death bed. Jake just shrugged and looked downwards. My Dad went near Jake and put his right around Jake and squeezed his left shoulder. With that understanding gesture, Dad was my hero of the day. "Have you told Eric yet, Jake?" Mom asked. "About what happened...?" Apparently, Mom was still uncomfortable with the subject. "Yes, Mrs. C." Jake replied softly. "Good, then we have an understanding between us all. We promise to keep it just between us..." Mom said to Jake. Derek was looking confused. Derek didn't know yet. Jake continued looking down at the floor. "I want to say something..." I began my confession and I saw Jake jerked his head upwards to look towards me. His eyes were still asking me not to say those four dirty words, 'I am gay too'. Mom and Dad looked at me proudly. They were probably expecting me to say that Jake was still my best friend and his alternative lifestyle would not change that. I started to open my mouth to break their hearts when the creaking door creaked opened again. Justine, my 'girlfriend' before Friday night happened, appeared at the door. Well, she was still technically my girlfriend 'coz Jake was my boyfriend. The small room was getting a bit crowded and I saw Derek quickly stepping out. "Eric! Oh my God... are you okay?" Justine said and went straight to my side and hugged me. "Your Mom told me what happened." I looked at Justine and saw this kind hearted girl that was blessed with such attractive features. (No prizes for those who guessed that she was blond and slim and had smooth creamy white skin. Wrong.) Her long black silky hair was shoulder length and her eyes were really dark brown, almost black. Her cute button nose and cherry red lips complemented her beautiful face. Just looking at her made my heart lighter. "We better leave you two for a few minutes," said Mom as she smiled at us before she herded Dad and Jake out of the room. I glanced helplessly at Jake but he didn't even look at me. He would be upset, very upset. He and I know this was gonna happen sooner or later. We didn't really discuss about my relationship with Justine yet because of all the other stuff that happened. I didn't really have a plan on the Justine problem. I was going to commit myself to having a long term relationship with Justine with the option of marriage before Jake dropped the nuclear bomb last Friday night. Justine flew out of my mind during the nuclear explosion. Now, she was in front of me and I had to face the other reality that I had prepared for myself in a world without Jake. I was fucked for sure. "I'm okay Justine. The doctor said I could even go back to school tomorrow." I said to Justine with a smile. "I'm really glad, Eric. I heard you had a fall out with Jake yesterday during lunch and when you didn't come to school today I wanted to find out what happened. I called you after school and your Mom answered. She told me you were here recovering from concussion." "I'm okay. Just a slight concussion. Anyways, about the fight, Jake and I worked it out eventually." "I came a soon as I could. Did Jake punch you on the head during the fight?" Justine asked with concern. "No!" I said, looking at her in surprise. "Didn't my Mom tell you that I fell on my head twice in one day?" "No... sorry, I just kinda thought that... you know, with the fight and all..." Justine looked embarrassed. Worry began to gnaw into my mind. If Justine had thought of that, I was sure the whole school would have the same idea. Jake was definitely stronger than me. Maybe, deep in the minds of my parents and Jake's Mom that could have been the same thoughts. The assumption that Justine made must have crossed their minds at least once. If my parents knew about the fight Jake and I had, they would reach the same conclusion. I realized that my mind was extrapolating the possibilities again and stopped thinking before I blew fuses in my brain circuits. "No, it wasn't that kind of fight, Justine. Thanks for worrying, though." I said with resignation. I couldn't stop the whole school thinking the same. And then suddenly, Justine kissed me on the lips. I kissed back in reflex. Her lips were soft and nice as I remembered. We had kissed before during our dates. When I realized what I had done, I gave a glance to the door and saw Derek looking at us through the glass window. He quickly ducked but I knew he saw me kissing Justine. Things were getting more and more complicated. I pushed Justine away gently, "I have to change, Justine... do you mind?" I said as I grabbed the pile of clothes on my bed. "Can I watch?" Justine said seductively. "No..." I said with a smile. "You don't want people to think that you're that kind of girl, do you?" I raised my eyebrows suggestively. "I don't care..." Justine stepped closer to me. Shit, this girl was raising the stakes. "Okay..." I said as I started to remove the hospital gown to call off her bluff. Justine stood her ground. I had some difficulty untying the strings at the back and Justine tried to 'help' but ended up with her arms around my body hugging me close as she untied the gown. I didn't know what to do. I was trapped. I just hoped my parents didn't come in or worse Jake. "There, that's done..." Justine said after she finished untying the gown. "Thanks..." I said uneasily. My dick was responding against my own will. My teenage hormones were raging out of control. "Do you want me to take the gown off you?" Justine asked softly close to my ear that I almost dropped the gown and revealed my nakedness. Well, the gown would probably end up hanging on my protruding hardness if I let it go. "No... Justine, please go okay... the nuclear submarine has just raised its periscope, if you know what I mean..." I replied hurriedly. Justine just laughed. "Bye, Romeo..." Justine said as she looked at my tented gown. "Bye, Juliet..." I replied in relief. "I was not talking to you..." Justine said as she gave me a wicked glance, walked out and closed the door behind her. She was a royal tease. I had to smile. That girl had a wicked and clever brain. I liked Justine. I dressed myself quickly, afraid that some more people would come in. I arranged my hair with my fingers to look presentable. I was sure there was some hair sticking out making me look like a recently awakened boy. Who the fuck cared, I thought. Shit, I hope Jake don't get too upset with Justine getting the top billing during the visitation hours. Anyway, he was the one who said that I should be the straight one. I opened the door and it was just my parents and Derek waiting for me outside. "Where's Jake?" I asked, looking for him. I didn't see Justine either. "Justine took him home. Jake said it would be too cramped in the car with the three of you at the back." Mom answered. "Are you ready?" "Yeah..." I said and looked directly at Derek. He smirked knowingly. "Let's go then. I've already signed all the papers." Dad said. All of us went home. I had a late supper. I was ravenous and ate almost all of the leftovers. My parents never mentioned Jake's name during our conversations. They were still in shock, I thought. Derek never stopped smiling at me. I needed to talk to him and straighten things out. My baby Jake shouldn't know about the kiss from him. Jake would kill me. Well, maybe not, but I didn't need another issue to deal with. After saying goodnight to my parents I went upstairs to sleep. Derek had gone to bed earlier. I closed my bedroom door and finally, I let Jake enter into my thoughts. I felt so useless. I didn't even stand up to my parents. I used Justine's surprise visit to not to tell my parents that I loved Jake. I didn't even think about Jake the whole way home and even during my meal. I was thinking of Justine and the kiss. If I loved Jake, then why was my stupid dick responding to her. Was I bisexual? Jake was definitely bisexual. Otherwise, how would he be able to fuck Cynthia the super slut? Gosh, why was I thinking about that all over again? I thought I had dealt with everything that Jake had told me. It seemed I was wrong. I tried to be strong but the tears just started pouring out of my eyes. I needed Jake to hold me. I needed to hold him in my arms. I needed his lips on my neck and his warm breath on my hair. I needed to run my fingers through his soft blond hair. I needed to touch his soft red lips and caress his smooth skin. I went to my window and opened the curtain to peek at Jake's window. His room was dark. "I need you, Jake." I whispered to myself. "I really need you now. I am so messed up." But his room continued to be dark. I felt empty. My bed looked so cold and unwelcoming. I remembered the day we made up and both of us slept so close together and feeling each other's heart beat until they seemed to beat as one. My heart yearned for that one moment when everything was timeless. I had felt we could have stayed that way forever. Feeling so cold and empty, I went to bed, hoping against hope that Jake would visit me early morning tomorrow. That was all that I had, hope. I pushed Justine out of my mind. ******* I had a fitful sleep, waking up every hour just to see that Jake was not there and to feel that deep pit of emptiness in my heart again. The alarm clock showed four something AM. Jake was not coming, I thought. I decided to go to him. I got up and went straight to the door. I opened it slightly to confirm Derek wasn't lurking around. I went out quietly and closed the door as noiselessly as I could. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I walked slowly down the stairs and went to Jake's house. I managed to get in as usual and ended up in front of Jake's bedroom door. I opened it and saw Jake's sleeping figure on the bed. I almost screamed in fright when the sleeping figure suddenly got up off the bed. "Eric..." Jake whispered loudly as he switched on the bed side light. "Shhh..." I replied as I went in and closed the door. I turned and went to Jake's open arms willingly. "Oh, Jake... I'm so sorry... I wanted to tell them but..." "I know... Justine was there... I understand." "There's more I want to tell you..." "More?" "Yeah... a lot more. I don't know how to begin." "Forget it, babe... just gimme a hug. I missed you so much... I couldn't sleep at all." So we embraced like there was tomorrow. Jake ended our embrace but pulled me into his bed and we lay down close to each other just like what I had wanted. I snuggled as close to him as possible and ended up on top of him, kissing him all over. I was inhaling his scent and taking in all that my senses could capture. "I love you, Eric..." Jake said as we made eye contact with the tip of my nose on his. "I love you too, Jake... look into my eyes and tell me... am I getting cross-eyed..." I said and Jake burst out giggling. "Shhh..." I shushed him but he continued giggling and I joined in. I clamped his mouth shut with my hand as Jake closed my mouth with his hand. We continued to giggle in silence until our funny bones were out of the funnies. "I'm not gonna kiss you... your breath smells like shit..." Jake said suddenly and I glared at him. "I know but your breath smells like a homeless skunk...," was my reply. "Hey, I didn't say I didn't wanna kiss you..." "Whatever... but we're not kissing this morning... I just wanna hold you..." I said as I snuggled close to him. "I wanna kiss you..." "No... kiss me later when you pretend to come up to wake me up for school. We'll have time to brush our teeth..." I suggested. My head was on his chest with my ear listening to his heart beating. "I can't... I don't think your parents are ready for me to go to your house..." Jake shot down my brilliant plan. I had to agree with Jake. I wasn't really sure what my parent's thoughts were on my friendship with Jake with the revelation of Jake being gay and in love with me. What I knew for sure was that they did not hate Jake. "Okay, after school then. We'll ask Derek to walk back home while we drive out somewhere safe and have some fun..." "Eric, you just had a double concussion. You need lots of rest... I don't think your Mom will let you go to school today. She won't let you out of the house." Jake was right. Mom would veto my decision to go to school. If things looked okay, maybe, just maybe, she would let me go to school tomorrow. "Just get the assignments from my classes then..." I said in resignation. The alarm clock showed that I had to go home very soon. "I gotta go Jake..." "I know... thanks for sneaking out and making me feel better. I love you, Eric..." Jake tried so hard to hide his feelings but I knew he was gonna cry after I left. I felt sadness creep into my heart and quickly got off the bed before I lost control of my own feelings. Jake followed me to the door and grabbed me from behind and held me. He kissed my neck, put his hands under my shirt and caressed my chest and abs before letting me go. "Bye Eric... I love ya..." "Love you too, Jake..." I said without looking back at him. I opened the door and walked out slowly without closing it. "Don't forget my assignments..." I whispered as I looked back at a sad Jake. His head was resting on the door frame as he stared at me. His blue eyes looked grayish in the semi-darkness. I turned to walk away and my heart was squeezed by an invisible hand as I heard his door close while I was midway down the stairs. ****** I got in bed before Derek got up. He would have been exhausted last night with all that was going on. I slept soundly with Jake's presence still in my senses. ****** "Eric..." My Mom's voice woke me up. "Yeah..." I mumbled my sleepy response. "Can I come in? Are you decent?" Mom was always respectful of my privacy. "Yeah..." I answered, more clearly this time. She opened the door and came in while I rubbed my eyes awake. Mom was smiling, showing her love for me. I smiled sheepishly in return. "How's my baby?" Normally, I would protest being called baby by my Mom but this time I allowed it. "I'm okay, Mom. I'm feeling a lot better. I think I can go to school today." "Nice try, Eric... but the answer is no. You need your rest. I'll ask Jake to inform the school that you'll be absent again." I had enough sense not to argue with Mom. "Anyway, get ready for breakfast..." Mom messed up my messy hair further before leaving me alone in my room. I got up, grabbed a towel and went to the bathroom to have a shower. I smelled my armpit and almost puked. I smelled my breath and gagged. Jake was right. ****** I was combing my hair for Jake's sake when Derek appeared in the doorway. He had his school bag slung over his shoulder. "Morning, Eric... You look pretty cute for a dead boy..." "Funny, Derek, very funny." I replied without looking at him. When I was in the mood to look good nothing could distract me. "You're going to school?" "Nope." "Then why do you look like you're going on the catwalk..." Derek said, sniggering. I turned towards him and his sniggering stopped. He replaced it with a white-toothed grin. "I always try to look good." I said to him casually. "Why? You always look good to me..." Derek was flirting so early in the morning. I blushed and deliberately messed up my hair again. I used my fingers to comb my hair backwards. "Happy now?" "Yeah, man. You look sexy." Derek was looking at me with a dreamy look in his eyes. "Let's go... I'm hungry..." I said to Derek as I pushed him towards the stairs. We arrived at the breakfast table and Jake was nowhere to be seen. Mom was preparing some toast while Dad was reading the morning papers. Both of them looked at us as we sat down at the table. "Did you sleep alright, Eric?" Dad asked. "Yeah..." I half lied. I had a good sleep after meeting Jake early morning but not before. "And how are you this morning?" Mom asked Derek. "I hope you had a good rest after the ruckus last night." "I slept like a log, Mrs. Collins." Derek answered cheerfully. Dad grinned at him and replied, "Me too, Derek." "There's something missing this morning..." Mom said to nobody in particular. "No pancakes?" Derek said to her. Derek must like pancakes, I thought. "Nope..." Mom answered. "No Postit notes on the kitchen floor?" Dad offered us his thought. "No..." Both Mom and I answered him and the three of us laughed. Derek just looked at us with his eyebrows raised. "Go on Eric, get Jake over here..." Dad said to me with a smile. Mom nodded in agreement as both my parents looked at me. Somehow, I knew they were gonna say that. I loved them to death. I smiled and went to get my baby Jake. I found him sitting at his kitchen table alone. A yellowish lump of limp cornflakes was in a bowl in front of him. His right hand was holding a blue plastic spoon as he stared at it. I didn't think he was gonna eat it. It looked like a pathetic yellow lump of shit to me. He looked at me in surprise as I entered their kitchen. "Eric? What're you doing here? Your Mom let you go to school?" Jake asked me three questions that had three short answers. "Emmm... Yes. Visiting. No." "What?" Jake replied in bewilderment. "Yes, it's me, Eric. I was just visiting. And no, Mom did not let me go to school today." "They know you're here?" Jake looked worried. "They asked me to get your ass over there for breakfast. You know what that means, right?" "They still wanna have me there for breakfast like usual?" Jake asked with hope. He looked happy and relieved at the same time. I thought that he wanted my parent's approval more than his own parents. "Yeah, but I really wanna have you for my breakfast..." "Can I kiss you now, stinky breath?" Jake was asking for trouble. I blushed in anger and embarrassment but the feeling was gone in a flash because I wanted to kiss him too. "Okay, let's have a quick one, in the washroom." I said as I grabbed him and dragged him into their ground floor washroom. "You look so sexy, Eric. I'm gonna have a hardon all day." Jake said to me inside the washroom. I just wanted to kiss him. So I grabbed his head with both my hands and planted my lips on his. I just sucked on his sweet nectar. He opened his lips and his tongue snaked out and jammed itself between my lips. I gave it permission to enter my mouth and our tongues did some wild writhing dancing as his hands moved all over my body. I could feel our erect penises brushing against each other creating such a heightened sexual tension that could only be released by a proper wanking. I felt so weak with desire that I almost forgot why I went to see him. So I pulled my lips away from his, oh so reluctantly. He kept trying to continue our lip lock but I directed his lips to my neck as I sighed with pleasure. Behind him was a mirror and I could see myself. My eyes were shining with lust and my lips were red and glistening with the wet saliva that Jake and I had just shared. Jake's hair was all messed up and so was mine. "Jake... Jake... we gotta stop..." I said breathlessly. "We're not going to your place with hardons..." Jake mumbled on my neck. "We'll just have a quick one..." I understood immediately what he meant by a 'quick one' and even more blood rushed to my already hard penis. With not much ado, he unzipped my fly and dropped my pants to my ankles. My dick was wet with precum. I was already so close to orgasm that I held my breath as Jake started jacking me off. I looked down at his bright blues eyes as he kept getting me nearer and nearer to the climax. His eyes never left mine. My eyes opened a bit wider as he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue and placed the head of my penis on it. I gasped in surprise and pleasure as he started licking the sensitive gland. I almost collapsed but I managed to grab the porcelain sink behind Jake's head. "I'm coming..." I said with my eyes rolled upwards and Jake buried my six inch pulsing penis inside his mouth. I came so hard that I almost passed out. Jake must have swallowed everything that pulsed out of my dick. I didn't see any of my semen. "You didn't have to swallow, Jake..." I said weakly as I pulled up my pants and rearranged my clothes as neatly as before. Jake just smiled and lifted my chin up to look at my eyes. "I wanted to..." He said. "I want you so bad..." "I... I can't... you know?" "You don't have to..." "Maybe next time, okay?" I said. Jake didn't reply. I started to unzip his fly. I didn't pull his pants down. I just took hold of his penis through the opened zipper and pulled it out. I never had a good look at it before. It was big. Two inches longer than mine but not much wider in girth. My hair was blocking my view but I didn't care. I started to jack him off using his precum as lubrication and he started to moan loudly. He must have been on the edge of orgasm 'coz after a few jerk on his dick he warned me that he was coming. I didn't want to get his semen on his clothes and mine and I sure wasn't swallowing. So I cupped my hands over the penis head just before he reached his climax. He came so hard that he had to lean against the sink as he held my head in his hands; my real head, you know, with the brain. His come sprayed onto my cupped hands and there was so much that it flowed through my fingers and onto my wrists. The smell in the small washroom was thick with semen. "Gosh, that's a lot of come, man..." I said to him in awe. I just managed to stop myself from licking my fingers. I was feeling giddy with all the smell of sex around us. "Wooh... that was incredible, Eric... I love you, dude." Jake said as he started to come down from his orgasmic high. "I love you too, man. But can you hold up your dick? It's gonna mess up you pants if I just let it go. I gotta clean my hands." I said to Jake. Jake took his hands off my head and held his dick as I got off my knees and grabbed some toilet paper to get rid of the warm come on my hands. I took some toilet paper to clean Jake's now semi-hard dick. It was still quite big though. I washed my hands in the sink as Jake wetted some toilet paper to make sure his dick was really clean. I got out of the washroom after I made myself pretty presentable. I looked at my watch and was relieved to see that only ten minutes had passed from the time I arrived at Jake's kitchen. We had a pretty quick quickie. "Jake, let's go... They might send Derek over." I was getting worried. "In a sec..." Jake replied as I saw him arranging his hair in front of the washroom mirror. I waited for him outside the washroom door. When he came out we looked at each other and my heart started beating fast again. I wanted to kiss him and I could feel my dick getting hard again. I would bet my one dollar bill that Jake felt the same way. I moved closer towards him. "No way... not again Eric... we gotta go now... I'm not gonna kiss you again... we're gonna end up here all day if we don't stop." Jake said regretfully but with a knowing smile as he held me away from him. "One more kiss... just one more." I begged him. "Just lips okay. No tongue." Jake said in feigned defeat. He wanted to kiss me as bad as I wanted to kiss him. "Okay..." I said and moved my lips close to his. Jake's eyes were closed in anticipation. His hands were on my shoulders and mine were on his chest. And then I stopped. "I just remembered something..." I said. "What?" Jake said in exasperation as he opened his eyes. "You just swallowed my come..." I replied as I turned and walked away towards the kitchen door. Jake just stood there in silence before muttering, "Fuck!" "Are you coming or not?" I asked with a grin as I held the door open. "Fuck, fuck, fuck..." Jake said as he went past me towards my house. I got him good this time. "Better stop that swearing, man. My Mom's gonna ask you to wash your mouth with soap." I said and sniggered. "Aaaargh.... Enough already, dude. You win this time..." "No need to state the obvious..." I said with a smirk as I opened our kitchen door and let my secret boyfriend into my house. ********* "Jake, glad you could join us." Dad said when we entered the kitchen. Jake smiled at him weakly. "We missed you..." Mom said as she quickly wiped her hands on a kitchen towel. "Come over here..." Mom gestured Jake to come to her. Jake looked down and walked hesitatingly towards my mother's enveloping arms. Derek was looking at all this with a confused expression. Poor Derek, we had to tell him sooner or later. Otherwise, Derek was gonna feel left out and might jump into some stupid conclusions. I had to convince Jake first though. I sat next to Derek who was looking at my Mom and Jake in disbelief. I was afraid that Jake would start to cry and my fears were confirmed. My Mom's eyes were glistening as Jake sobbed quietly in his arms. Derek looked at me for some explanation but I signaled for him to keep his mouth shut. Dad got up and hugged Jake from behind. Jake was sandwiched between my loving parents and unbelievably at that moment my stomach growled in protest. I had forgotten that I was hungry especially after the satisfying quickie. My dick hardened with the memory. I wasn't gonna be able get up from the table any time soon. "Thanks, Mrs. C, Mr. C.; this means a lot to me..." Jake said with a soft voice. They let him go and my Dad put his arm around Jake's shoulders and brought him to the table where Derek and I were sitting. Jake sat down at his usual place. Mom placed a plate of bacon and eggs, Jake's favorite, on the table for Jake. For me she made the usual eggs and sausages. Derek had already finished his breakfast and was sipping his OJ slowly; his eyes were darting from Jake, to Mom, to Dad and then rested on Jake. Jake noticed Derek's confusion. "I'll tell you in the car, later, Derek." Jake said. Mom and Dad looked at each other. "Are you sure about this, Jake?" Mom asked. "Yeah... Derek's cool." Jake replied. My parents smiled approvingly. I just said, "Yeah, Derek's cool..." in response. "You really think I'm cool..." Derek said excitedly. "Shut up, Derek..." Jake and I said in unison and both of us laughed. Derek, who was stunned for a second, joined in the laughter. My parents just shrugged their shoulders. 'Crazy kids' must be the first thought in their minds. I finished my breakfast in record time. ******** I watched Jake drove his car to school from the living room window. Derek was sitting in my seat, was the first thought in my mind. Jake would probably drive to the park to the same picnic table we went to last Monday and tell Derek about what happened at Dr. Remus'. Derek would probably think about seducing my Jake after that. Aaaargh, stop thinking, I thought to myself. I was being a shithead again. "Eric, I'm going to work. Take care of yourself and stay away from the floor... hehehe..." My Dad the joker said to me as I was just going upstairs. I smiled, went towards him and gave him a hug. He hugged me back in surprise. "What was that for?" "For being a great Dad and for being my Dad. I love you." "Ehem... I love you too son..." Dad replied in obvious embarrassment. We let each other go and Dad uncharacteristically kissed me on the forehead. He hadn't done that since I was ten years old. "Bye..." he said as he opened the door. "Bye Dad, have a good day at work..." I replied just before he closed the door. "Stay away from the floor okay..." Dad said and closed the door before I could provide a smart aleck reply. I turned around and saw Mom at the entrance between the living room and the kitchen looking at me. I was sure she saw the whole father and son thing because she was grinning. "We're so proud of you, Eric." She said as I went to her. She opened her arms and we hugged. Mom kissed me on the forehead as usual. "Awww, Mom... Dad and now you... must be my lucky day..." I said to hide my embarrassment with the openly displayed affection I got from them. She released me from her arms and mussed my hair. I hated and loved the mussing up hair bit at the same time. "There's something important we have to do today. Jake's parents are coming to see us after lunch... They want to talk to us. Your Dad's taking a half day leave. I'm taking the whole day leave. We need to help Jake's parents. They are still in shock. They couldn't believe it I guess. They still couldn't accept the fact that Jake is gay." Mom said to me with a voice tinged with sadness. I think you can help them understand, Eric. You're good with people. They like you too and they look up to you. They believe that you helped Jake a lot since they came here. From the little that I heard about Jake from his Mom, he had a difficult time in Seattle. He was mixing with the wrong crowds and was in constant trouble. When they moved here, everything changed, they said. He befriended you and somehow there were instant improvements in his attitude. And now with Jake being gay they just don't know what to do with him." "They just have to accept him as he is." I said. "It's not that easy for them Eric... If you were gay too, it would be quite hard for your Dad and me to take. We would accept it in the end but it would take some time." "Then, how come you can accept Jake being gay so fast..." "Because... well, because your Dad and I had suspected it much earlier. The way that you two talked and kidded and helped and understood each other made us suspicious. I think it was the way you two could understand each other just by looking at each other that really made us take notice. The way you two do that was so uncanny. In fact before you brought Justine to the house to meet us, we thought that you might have the same feelings for Jake too. Your Dad and I, we had a talk last year about having you two as a couple, and you know what, we actually agreed that as gay couples you two matched each other like no one else we met. Well, we were wrong but only half wrong," Mom said to me and chuckled. Blood drained from my face as I listened to my Mom. "I love Jake like a son and I want the best for him. We have to help his parents understand." I needed to sit down. "Mom, I need to sit down." I said as I went to the three-seater sofa and sat. My face must have looked real pale because Mom sat next to me and placed her hands on my forehead to feel my temperature. "Eric, are you okay. You look like you've seen a ghost. You better lie down." "Mom, listen to me," I said to her and looked her straight in the eyes, "I need Dad to be here now. I have to talk to both of you now. It's really important. Please, Mom." I just had to tell them the truth. I owed them that much. I lay down on the couch as Mom called Dad on his handphone. He shouldn't be too far from the house, I thought. "Mark, Eric wants you to return home now." When my Mom called my Dad by his name, something big was usually happening. "I don't know why. Just come back, okay. He looks really pale." My Mom replied to whatever Dad was saying. There was a pause before my Mom said, "Okay, we'll be waiting for you in the living room." ********* It felt like an eternity but finally Dad opened the front door and came into the living room with a worried look on his face. My head was on Mom's lap as she stroked my hair softly. I stood up slowly and patted on the seat next to Mom signaling for Dad to sit there. Dad sat next to Mom and his left hand held my Mom's right. I sat cross-legged in front of them on the carpeted floor. "What is it, son?" My Dad asked worriedly. My Mom looked as if she was gonna cry. "I don't want to hurt anyone," I began steadily, "But I know that there is no way that I could do this without hurting you two. After what Mom told me... I had to say this now before I lost my courage." Dad glanced at Mom with a questioning look. Mom was looking at me, confused. "We love you, Eric..." Mom started to say but Dad shushed her. I looked at them for the last time as their normal son, their son that everybody in our extended family were proud of, their son that the church we attended to were so proud of, their son that the school he went to were so proud of, but most of all the son that they were so proud of. I was gonna shatter their illusions forever. "Mom, Dad... I love Jake too, the same way he loves me." I said softly but clear enough for them to hear. I looked for approval in their eyes but all I could see was disbelief. I looked for love in their eyes and all I could find was tears. I looked for support from my parents and all I could find was the broken pillars of their illusions. My parents looked at me in silence. Their intertwined hands remained in a tight grip. I waited for whatever they were gonna say in total surrender but I never wavered in my faith that their love for me was unconditional and true. TBC I hope you like this one. It's the longest chapter I've written for Heartache. Tell me what you think or whatever else you want to say by email to fyiord@yahoo.com. I really don't bite. By the way I just sent my fellow niftywriter friend Jason, a short story for his website aznprodigy2.tripod.com called 'The Computer Geek'. If you have the time, check it out.