Jayson Outed
Chapter Seventeen


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Warning: This story is PORNO. I have tried my hand at friction, now I'm trying fiction. This story contains vivid descriptions of sexual activity between teen boys. It contains no truth, partial truth, or half truth. What it does contain is stroking material. If this kind of story turns you off, please find something else.
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Things were quiet through the Christmas holidays. Christmas day Brad and Jay had an anniversary party with a night in a hotel, sponsored by Ric and Carlos. The boys shut themselves in the hotel room and will not tell anyone about their time together. I have tried to get a blow by blow and fuck by fuck account of the evening but they are very tight lipped about the happenings so you will have to take it on the merit of their professed undying love for one another that it was a memorial night for two very special boys.

2004 started off with a bang as events around the world became a part of the kids daily life. Until this point it had seemed that what was happening in the world at large had no concern for them but suddenly they were aware of a bigger picture outside of their own sphere of influence.

Things hit close to home when the news announced that Brian Anderson, a graduate from last years class has been killed in action in Iraq. This was too much as the whole school mourned the loss. Brian had been one of the boys to stand up and out Ryan that morning so long ago now. His loss seemed personal.

The two boys felt compelled to pay a visit to Brian's parents. Mr. Anderson welcomed them and invited them inside the house. Sitting with Mrs. Anderson was Tim O'Conner in a wheel chair. His legs were missing. Tim had been the senior, and star running back that had first stood up to Brad's lambasting of Ryan. He had lost his legs in a run in with a booby trap set inside a house that he had charged into during a gun battle. The house was a trap designed to kill the Americans as insurgents opened fire that directed the small contingent to their doom.

Tim joined the boys for pizza and sodas as he related the horrors of a crazy war of passions not wills. The war was more of a holy war with people of opposing faiths trying to kill those who believed differently than they did. It struck Brad and Jay that this was no different than people and their hatred of gays. The parallel could plainly be made and it was not a comfortable place to see.

If hundreds of young people were being maimed and killed for no other reason than their belief and values differences what would happen in other spots in the world? What would stop something like this from happening on the streets of America?

Tim confessed to the boys that he had some serious gay tendencies and had tried to cover them up by going to war but now he was useless to anyone. He could not have any kind of a sex life. Yeah, he could still shoot but he had to have help doing it. He couldn't achieve an erection without extra help. He knew no one would love him in his condition. He really hadn't wanted a relationship with a girl but he knew that is what society wanted of him.

He was living in a VA facility. His mother was alone and too frail to provide the care that he needed, particularly being lifted for his routine life's needs. Brad had a brain storm. He pushed Tim out to his truck and he and Jay lifted their old classmate into the tall truck. Brad threw the young man's wheelchair in the back end and took off for Raymond's house.

Raymond was glad to see Tim. They had been a year apart in classes but had been friends, living only blocks away from each other. Brad sat and stared at the two of them together until everyone figured out what he already knew. Ray blushed forty shades of red as he crawled to Tim on his knees. He leaned into his old friend and kissed him on the lips. Tim returned the kiss with a passion that moved even Seth and little Ricky.

Brad handed Tim Ray's phone and told him to call the Vet Center and tell them that he was staying out at a friend's house for the evening. He then kissed Tim and Ray goodnight as he and Jay made their exit. Jay was beaming at his quick witted lover. When the two of them were back in the truck he leaned over and planted a kiss on Brad's lips that came straight from this heart.

Tim and Ray did become a couple. It was a perfect match for the two. Tim was going to take extension courses from the state university that Ray planned to attend. He would only have to go to the campus twice a month for testing. He could stay home and assist with Ricky. Tim got along with Seth from the start as Seth expressed his desire to help with Tim's therapy. Seth was a trained physical therapist and was registered with the VA for home treatment. Brad had acted on a whim but he had been right on target and had greatly impacted four lives in a most positive way.

Brad wanted to do more. He went to the Vet Center and signed up as a volunteer. There were many vets from wars and duties gone by as well as a few from the current conflict that needed a little help. Jay, of course did anything that Brad did and even though he was not yet sixteen he was allowed to work along side of Brad assisting the many needs of a very select few of America's greatest.

Daily household routines was where the boys shined the brightest. They went to the individual homes of vets and took care of yard work, shopping, and general cleaning. Many of the vets had spouses or help from different agencies but there was always something that needed to be done and the vets were very grateful to the boys for their interest in them.

Their efforts were not without reward. By the close of the school year the boys had made a name for themselves in the community. They had volunteered with no thought of any reward but they were recognized by the local newspaper and the city council. The school held an awards assembly each year to award scholarships and special recognition of students, usually graduating seniors. The assembly this year had a special presentation as the Disabled American Veterans gave each boy a five thousand dollar scholarship to the college of their choice. Of course Brad had another year of school to go and Jay had two years but the scholarship would be there for them, whenever.

One award was turned down flat by both boys. They were approached by a Gay and Lesbian group for recognition. Because they were both in highschool they absolutely declined. The group was sensitive to their desires but promised that the award was theirs and would be made available after Jay's graduation and it could be kept confidential within the organization.

Luke and Jerry were doing a bang up business with their neighborhood grocery store. Brad and Jay stopped by most days after school to get snacks and talk to their old friends. It was on one of these drop ins that Luke proposed an idea to his two best friends. He wanted to throw an end of school bash for all of the gang.

The blow out would be held on Sunday of Memorial Day weekend at his and Jerry's home. It would be and all nighter and the guest list was to include many of the group's special friends. Jay had managed to hook Renee up with a terrific junior. The boy was Hispanic and cute as all get out, or so he thought. Renee seemed to agree. The two became a darling couple. Jaminez, or Jamey, as he preferred, was elected as senior class representative for the student counsel for the 2004 - 2005 school year.

Brad had garnered the office of student body president and Jay was elected vice president. That was a double whammy to the boys because they worked so close together all the time anyway they would not be able to delegate jobs off on each other. That election set the theme of the big party. A hail to the chief and little chief theme was put into motion. Most of those invited were gay and out or at least known to the small group. An orgy of sorts was planned as the main entertainment.

As with everything these kids got into the party was a riotous success and a perfect end to a fantastic year. Summertime plans had not been determined at the time this story went to press. We have been promised an exclusive interview for next fall when Jay becomes the junior and Brad the big bad senior. Until then we wish each and everyone of you a very happy summer and hope that you keep us in mind as we wait to see what the coming year has for our best friend Jay and all of his associates.


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