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That
whole Sunday afternoon passed like one long week as I waited for Andy to
call. I figured he'd call to tell me how hot the sex was. It was
one of those cases where I wanted to hear all about it, just as if he was
telling me about the big fish he caught down at the pond or how he got his
highest score on Call of Duty. That's what best friends do. But
this was obviously different.
We were
just finishing dinner when I saw Andy strolling up the walk to our front
door. I jumped out of my chair, opened the door, and pulled him into a
big hug. "Boy am I glad to see you."
He
smiled. "Cool your jets, Matt." Then he walked into the kitchen and
sat down at the dining room table. "What's for dinner?"
My
parents both laughed because it was so typically Andy. My mom started
removing the plates. "Andy, you're too late. We just finished."
He bit
his lip, gave her a sad look, and then broke into a smile. "That's all
right. I already ate. I just came by to see Matt." He got up
and walked into the backyard. I followed. He pulled two of the
chaise lounges close together and whispered. "You'll never guess what
happened."
I
tightened the corner of my mouth and rolled my eyes. "I'm sure I can."
"You'd be
wrong. Those two were ready, willing, and able. We were out on my
back porch like we are here, they took their shirts off, I took mine off, and
before I knew it Thomas got up and started sucking on my nipples. I
didn't do anything but lay there in shock."
I
scowled. "What bullshit. I bet you had them stripped and fucked
before they got on the patio."
"No,
really, Matt. I didn't do anything. Thomas licked down to my
shorts, pulled them off and started sucking my cock. And like I said, I
didn't do anything."
I nudged
his arm. "It's all right Andy. I told you I'd love you no matter
what. You can tell me the truth."
He raised
his voice just above a whisper. "I am telling you the truth. The
picture of you walking home with your head down kept popping in my mind so I
didn't do anything. I know it's hard to believe, but it's true."
I blinked
my eyes and curiosity got the best of me. "What happened next? No,
wait a minute. Let me guess, you jumped up, pulled up your shorts, and
told them to get out."
Andy
grinned. "Right. That's exactly what I
did."
I
had to laugh because I knew there was no way that was true. "Tell me what
really happened."
He looked
up to check to see if my parents were within earshot and moved in closer.
"Are you sure you want to know?"
"No, but
tell me anyway."
"Randy
came over and stood next to me, pulled down his shorts, and his cock hits me in
the face."
"And you
pushed him away, right?"
"I'd like
to say yes for your sake, but I just couldn't help it. I took it in my
mouth and began to suck on that beast of a cock."
I moved
away from Andy.
Andy
frowned. "Don't get pissed. I'm just telling you what happened.
It's not as bad as you think."
I rolled
my eyes again and nodded. "Okay. Go on."
"I'm not
sure what Dillon taught those guys, but they sure knew what they were
doing. I thought I was going to seduce them and make them pay for the loss, instead they're going after me. If you'd have
been there, they'd have gone after you too. In fact, Thomas said, `too
bad Matt didn't come.'"
My cock
stirred. "I'm afraid to hear the rest of the gory details, but go on."
"You'll
never believe it. Thomas pulled off my cock, licked down my legs, took my
shoes off, massaged my feet, and began sucking my toes. It was
orgasmic. Dillon never did that to me."
I was
angry and exasperated. "So when did the fucking start? You did fuck
didn't you?"
"Hold
your horses. Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction."
I
sighed. "Okay, go on."
"Randy
pulled his cock from my mouth and licked down my
chest and paused to give my abs a good licking before sucking on my cock.
He's damn good. Not as good as you though."
I'm not
sure if he meant it or not, but I wanted to believe it.
Andy
moved in close again as a serious look came across his face. "Like I said. I didn't do anything. Well, almost
nothing. Randy's cock staring me in the face was too much to
resist. But in the middle of my seduction, and while I had my chance to
take those guys to my room and fuck their brains out, I told them to stop."
I
snapped. "Now I know you're lying."
"No, really. I actually said we had to stop. I
told them we should wait for you to join us on Friday. You said we'd have
sex on Friday, right?"
I
nodded. "Yeah, with you, not them."
"Well, we
may have to change our plans."
I was
caught in the middle again. Of course I wanted to have sex with those
guys. I'd bitten the bullet and walked off that afternoon and now the
whole thing was going to be facing me again on Friday night. I wasn't
sure how much willpower I had left. I let out a breath. "So did
they leave when you told them no?"
Andy
moved in closer again. "Hell no. They were
so horny there wasn't any way they were going to leave without having a good
fuck. Fortunately for them, my parents were doing their usual Sunday shopping
and having dinner out. I was as horny as they were, but something held me
back. We headed to my bedroom where the two of them stripped and had sex
on my bed. They asked me to join, but I didn't. Aren't you proud of
me?"
I
squeezed my lips and eyes tight. "Now I know you're lying."
There was
excitement in Andy's voice. "No, really.
They said Dillon used to sit and watch them all the time. Sometimes he'd
shoot video and they'd watch it afterward. They said it was really hot."
I
frowned. "Those two are really fucked up."
"Maybe
they are, but I gotta to tell you, watching them fuck
had me jacking off and coming before they did."
I felt a
sense of relief and a deepening love for Andy when he told me this.
"Are you serious? You just watched?"
He
grinned. "Yes, my good man, I just watched.
"That
deserves some kind of reward."
He got a
mischievous grin on his face. "What do you have in mind?"
"Follow
me to my room and you'll find out."
"It can't
be sex. You said you were going to be celibate for the week. Of
course, I can always hope."
I won't
go into detail, but love swarmed through me like bees. Andy's stunned me,
and to my surprise, I thought the only way I could show him was to strip him
naked and make love to him. Maybe it was the wrong thing because I said I
wanted to wait the week out, but at that moment, it didn't make any
difference. Our sex was loving, beautiful, passionate, and did not give
me the illusion of happiness. It gave me the feeling of contentment and
peace, something I knew would only last a short time because when it was all
done, we'd find ourselves again in the real world. But for that moment in
time, it was pure. It was filled with love and not lust.
Thomas
and Randy lay naked on my bed waiting for their breathing to slow.
Randy looked over at me. "We could do it again, if you want to join
us?"
I
couldn't believe these guys. They were fucking animals. And at that
very moment, I realized I was a fucking animal too. It was weird.
"You guys
make me so horny I'd do it in a second, but my parents are going to be
home. I need to grab a bite and head over to Matt's."
Thomas
shrugged. "If you say so. But don't
forget, we're ready, willing, and able anytime you get the urge for a little
fun. Don't forget to bring Matt."
"Don't
worry. I won't forget."
They
jumped off the bed and started getting dressed while I admired those two hot
bodies, the bodies I still wanted to touch and fuck so badly. Still
did. But for the first time in my life, I decided to wait. I needed
to talk to Matt.
I got up
off my chair. "We should talk a little about tomorrow."
Randy
grabbed his shirt and slid it on. "Yeah, what about
tomorrow? Are we going to go in together or by ourselves.?
I was thinking that might be better to go in by ourselves, but stay within view
of each other." He smiled. "That way it won't look like four queers
walking into together as if we'd been fucking each other all weekend."
Thomas
grinned. "Yeah, even though it might be true." He paused. "I
think Randy's right."
I looked
up for a second to think. "But everyone's used to us all hanging
together. I mean you and Thomas and Matt and me. If we don't walk
in like we usually do, they'll figure something's up."
"True,"
Thomas answered. "And I know Principal Evans said not to change the way
we look or do things, but this is one change that might work to our advantage."
I
shrugged. "You might be right. Let me talk to Matt and I'll call
you later."
They
finished getting dressed and then surprised me by walking over and kissing me
on the lips.
Randy
held his a bit longer than Thomas, and when he pulled away he said, "I'll be at
Thomas' so call him."
I
nodded. "Okay. I'll try to get to you before nine tonight."
My
parents drove up just as Thomas and Randy walked out the front door. They
gave us a questioning look. Thomas and Randy waved and kept walking.
I
expected the third degree, but I think they've accepted the fact I'm gay, and
while they might not approve of me having sex, they pretty much just seemed to
have accepted it. Sometimes I wished they'd have shown more concern.
But I guess they thought they were doing the right thing.
I headed
over to Matt's after I grabbed a bite to eat. He had to be thinking the
worst about my afternoon with those two crazy freshmen.
We sat
out on his patio and talked. He didn't believe my story at first.
But of all the crazy things I've done with Matt over the years, I don't think
I've ever lied to him or him to me. If either of us had, I don't remember
it. That's a pretty damn good thing to say about two best friends.
Of course
he'd expected the worst and was surprised when the worst didn't happen.
He really didn't want any details at first, but I had to tell him so he'd know
how much I cared about him. I thought maybe he'd be angry at my sucking
Randy's cock, but he ignored it and looked at the larger picture of what
happened. He knew what a horn dog I am, so he gave me some slack.
And then you know what he did? He took me to his room and we made love,
really made love. It was tender, soft, kind, slow, and any of a number of
other words that would or could describe love.
This was only the second time in my life that I felt real love. The first
time was when Matt and I had sex the afternoon I found out about Dillon.
The second time was that evening. It had to be so much better than what
I'd have done with Thomas and Randy. Despite that, I couldn't get them
out of my mind.
Sometimes
I accuse Matt of thinking too much, but you know, he's pretty
wise. If he and I hadn't talked about love and
lust, who knows what might have happened that afternoon with those two sex
crazed freshmen.
Andy and
I laid on our back holding hands as the afterglow of
sex brought us back into the real world. Holding hands seemed weird for
some reason. I'd never held hands with a guy before, just Gina.
I
squeezed Andy's hand. "We'd better get dressed and head out to the living room
or the patio before my parents come knocking on the
door. We're lucky they haven't already. My mom knows something's
up. She gave me the third degree when I came home."
I rolled
off the bed and Andy followed. "What did you tell her?"
I grabbed
my shorts. "Nothing. She could tell I was
upset though and made me sit at the dining room table. She thought she
could wait me out, but I didn't say anything. But she told me she knew
I'd tell them when I was ready. Only problem
is, I'm not sure I'll ever be ready."
Andy was
slipping on his pants and shirt. "At least I don't have to worry about
that shit anymore. It's all out in the open. At
least with our parents."
"You're
right. Maybe I should just tell them we've been having sex."
"Having sex
or that you're gay?" he asked as he slipped his shoes on.
I
buttoned my shirt. "Hell, Andy. I don't know. Maybe I'm
bi. Never had sex with a girl so I really don't know.
You have. Why do you think you're gay and not bi?"
He shook
his head. "You always have to get into this deep shit don't you?
Hell, I may be bi. I sure enjoyed sex with the girls. You
know how people talk about sexual preference? I guess I just prefer
guys. I like sucking dick and girls don't have cocks. But licking a
guy's asshole isn't much different than licking a girl's pussy. Girls are
easier to slip your tongue into, their clit is easy to get to, and they love
that shit. At least most of them do. Well, obviously guys love
having their ass rimmed. I've licked a few girl's
holes and they seem to like it too. Not a lot of girls like to suck cock
though, and I think that's a big mistake. Guys love having their cock
sucked."
I rolled
my eyes and smiled. "Now look who's getting into deep shit. Thanks
for sharing. I can always use a little education....Anyway, back to what
we're going to do tomorrow. Did you talk to Thomas and Randy about it?"
"Yep. They think maybe we should walk in separately,
but stay within view of each other. That seems like a good idea."
"Let's
talk it over with my parents," I said as we headed to living room. They
were both reading. "Mom, Dad, we need to talk to you about
tomorrow."
They put
their books down. My mother got a surprised look on her face. "Is
that what was bothering you this afternoon?"
I didn't
want to lie so smiled flirtatiously. "I'm not telling.
Andy gave
me a quick glance and then looked back at my parents. "I was talking to Thomas
and Randy this afternoon and they thought we should walk into school separately
but stay within sight of each other. What do you think?"
My dad
set his book on his lap. "That might be best. You'll really call
attention to yourselves if the four of you walk into together. Those two
boys seem pretty sharp. I'd go with that plan if I were you."
Andy took
out his cell phone and punched in a number. "Thomas, we talked your idea
over with Matt's parents and they agree. The question is how we're going
to arrange to be close but not too close."
I pointed
to my watch.
"Matt
just pointed at his watch. If I'm reading him right, he thinks we should
set our phones or our watches to the same time."
I nodded
and pointed at him and then me so he knew we needed to talk.
"Hold on
a sec. I need to talk to Matt." He muted his phone and turned to
me. "What do you have in mind?"
"We need
to stay in view of each other so let's time it so we come in about thirty
seconds apart. Let them go first. Thomas, then
Randy, then you, and then me. How's that?"
"Sounds good." He un-muted his
phone. "The first bell rings as
I shook
my head.
"Wait a
minute, Thomas."
"We don't
want to be standing around so everyone will start staring," I warned. "We
take the same bus, so let's sit in different seats and drift off the bus one at
a time and stay within eyesight of each other. Hopefully, nothing will
happen on the bus."
"Did you
hear that, Thomas?"...You did? Good. Let's do that....Okay, see
you tomorrow. Good luck."
"Sounds
like a good plan," my dad said. "What are you going to do if someone says
something to any one of you?"
I gave
him a questioning look. "What do you think we should do?"
"I'd
ignore any initial comments. Just walk on. You should only get
concerned if anyone gets up close, gets in one of your faces, or two or three
guys gather around any one of you. You and Andy are older, so I'm
inclined to think they'll go after the two freshmen first. Of course, I'm
hoping no one will do anything. Mr. Evans has talked to the teachers and
students. Let's hope they listen."
I
furrowed my eyes. "Be serious Dad. These are high school
kids. Sometimes their ears don't function."
He
smiled. "I guess you're right. But we can always hope."
"Just be
cool," my mom said. "Don't let your anger get the best of you. Turn
the other cheek. But remember you only have four cheeks and once they've
all been turned, it's time to fight."
I gave my
mother a crazy look. "Is that you talking or has something possessed
you? And by the way, what do you mean four cheeks?"
Andy
nudged me and pinched my ass.
"Oh," I
replied.
Andy
started toward the door. "I'd better be going. Need to get my
beauty rest and my fists sharpened."
"Goodnight, Andy," my parents said in unison.
"Night,"
he replied.
I walked
him to the door. "See you tomorrow." I grabbed him and held him
tight.
"Yeah,
see you tomorrow," he muttered as he blew in my ear.
He looked
so alone walking down our walk to the sidewalk. I spoke just low enough
for only him to hear. "Sleep tight. Pleasant
dreams."
Andy
turned back. "I will. I'll be dreaming of you and the things I'd
like to do to that hot body of yours."
I shook
my head, smiled, and closed the door.
The bus
carried mostly freshmen and sophomores and a few juniors. It was half
full when Mr. Brown picked up Thomas and a few girls. He climbed the
steps, stopped at the front of the bus, and looked down the aislm
at blank faces. A few girls giggled and a couple boys were whispering to
each other. The bus driver said, "Good morning, Thomas."
Thomas
smiled at the bus driver and then down the aisle. "Good morning, Mr.
Brown."
Thomas
sat at the first empty seat halfway down the aisle. He heard one of the
two girls behind him whisper, "I think that's one of the boys Dillon had sex
with."
"Really?"
the other asked. "That boy is hot. I hope he hasn't gone to the
dark side."
Thomas
turned back toward the two girls and smiled without saying anything. He
figured he'd just let their imaginations decide for themselves.
The bus
picked up a few more students and then he saw a group of boys ganged around Randy. The bus stopped and the boys were all
screaming, "Faggot. You're nothing but a fucking faggot."
Thomas
rushed out of his seat toward the door, but the bus driver stood in his
way. "I'll take care of it." Mr. Brown stepped out of the bus,
walked over to the group, grabbed Randy by the arm. "Get on the
bus." He looked at the bullies. "You guys'll
have to walk."
Four
girls and two more boys got on the bus. Randy didn't look at Thomas as he
sat next to Sally. Whispers could be heard all over the bus as the bus
headed to the next stop. A boy crawled from the back of the bus to
Thomas' seat and whispered, "What's it feel to have a dick up your ass?"
The bus
driver yelled, "James, get back to your seat."
Thomas
turned back and said, "Would you like me to show you? Experience is the
best teacher."
James
turned red and said, "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Then
keep your mouth shut and leave me alone." He turned back toward the front
of the bus.
Sally
gave Randy a big smile. "I missed you while you were out of school.
My bus ride wasn't the same."
Randy smiled. "Thanks, Sally. That
means a lot." He felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around to see two
boys behind him.
"Sally
may have missed your faggotty ass, but we didn't," Kyle
snapped. "I'm sure Dillon got a lot of enjoyment out of it though."
Randy
stood.
The bus
driver yelled. "Sit down, young man."
Sally
scowled at the boys behind them and then turned to Randy. "Ignore
him. They represent the bottom rung of the evolutionary scale."
Randy
turned and spoke in a low voice. "I noticed you had a good time at my
house last night."
Kyle hit
Randy on the side of his head. "Watch your mouth faggot."
Randy
jumped over the back of the seat and grabbed Kyle. Mr. Brown yelled,
"Stop!" as he pulled the bus to the side of the road. He was a big man so
grabbed each of them by their upper arm and dragged them off the bus.
Thomas
was out of his seat on the on his way out the door when the driver came back up
the steps. "Sit down. You don't need to get involved."
"But he's
my best friend."
"I don't
care. Sit down. I'll talk to Mr. Evans when we get to school and he
can handle it."
Thomas
started past the driver. "You're just going to leave the two of them
there together. They'll kick the crap out of each other."
The
driver put his hand out. "You might be right." He stepped off the
bus. "Randy, get on the bus. Kyle, you can walk to school.
Mr. Evans will take care of the two of you when you get there."
Randy
hung his head as he went back to his seat.
Sally
nudged his arm. "Ignore them."
Randy
kept his head down and didn't look up until the bus slowed and he saw Andy and
a few others waiting for the bus. Andy got on the bus first with a
smile. His shirt was out and there was some blood on it. He had a
bruise on his cheek, and moved slowly like he was in pain. He looked down
the aisle. "Any of the rest of you looking for a
fight?"
Three
girls got on and then four boys. One boy was wiping blood from his nose
and the other was covered with grass. They scowled as they waited for
Andy to sit before they headed to the back of the bus.
Mr. Brown
stood at the front of the bus and grabbed the microphone. He cleared his
throat. "Fighting is a suspendable
offense. I won't tolerate it on my bus. If this happens again,
those involved will lose their bus privileges. Is that understood?"
There was
silence. "Okay then. We have a couple more stops. Let's see
if we can have some peace and quiet before we get to school."
Andy sat
next to Jane. She took a tissue from her backpack, wiped his nose,
and then lightly touched his bruise. "Ow!
But thanks."
He hugged
her as a big smiled crossed his face. He let go and looked back at his
two tormentors, who were now sitting with James and Kyle. Andy's smile
pissed them off. Kyle pointed at the other three and then at Andy.
Andy shrugged and flipped them off. There were a few gasps from the girls
and then the bus went silent.
The bus
was quiet by the time Matt got on. He smiled at Mr. Brown and headed down the
aisle, but stopped when he saw Andy's bruised face and bloody shirt. He
looked around the bus and spotted the four boys smiling at the back of the
bus. He started toward them, but stopped when Andy shook his head.
He nodded, looked around, and grabbed the first empty seat near the front of
the bus.
The bus
was quiet for the rest of the ride to school. But the day had only
begun.
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Chapter Quote 1: Preconceived notions are the locks
on the door to wisdom. ~Merry Browne
Chapter Quote 2: The test of courage comes when we are
in the minority. The test of tolerance comes when we are in the
majority. ~Ralph W. Sockman
Chapter Quote 3: If we were to wake up some morning
and find that everyone was the same race, creed and color, we would find some
other causes for prejudice by
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any errors.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and
incidents are the product of the author's imagination and are used
fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, events or
locales, is purely coincidental and no slanderous intent is implied.