A story by Altimexis
Welcome to the seventh installment of Love in a Chair. If you haven't read it already, please read the foreword under Chapter 1. It goes without saying that this story is under copyright. It is a work of pure fiction and any resemblance of characters to real people is completely coincidental. This story involves gay sex between minors and if reading it is illegal where you live, please don't.
Summary of Chapters 1-6: Fifteen-year-old Aaron Johnson and fourteen- year-old Brian Sandler are two boys in love. They met thanks to Aaron's thirteen-year-old brother, Adam, and to an organization called Students for Peace. Aaron's parents are very supportive of the relationship and have made a deal with their son - complete privacy so long as the boys use condoms. The boys have decided to take it slow for now, however, having gone no further than a `69'. Brian's best friend, Larry Epstein, and Lary's girlfriend, Cindy, have suggested that the four of them join the school's gay-straight alliance. In the meantime Aaron has been going to the school's football games just because Brian is in the band.
In the coming weeks, Aaron and Brian settled into a routine of seeing each other every morning before school, occasionally visiting at Aaron's house once or twice a week for a `quickie' and getting together every now and then after one of Brian's games. They couldn't do this every time without raising suspicions, but they relished their time together when they did. Their love making was not as frequent or as deep as during their first 69, but it was something special and borne out of the love they shared. They never went any farther than they had that night, but knew that eventually their relationship would evolve and then they'd be ready for the next step.
In the meantime, Aaron became good friends with Larry. They shared the same lunch period and usually sat together. When they went to Brian's games, it was often with Cindy and she accepted him as a friend, too. She was a sweet girl and he found he really liked her. It was at a Tuesday night game just before the Christmas break that Larry reminded Aaron about joining the GSA. Aaron hadn't yet gotten around to discussing it with Brian, and was still a bit nervous about coming out, even though it wouldn't be to the whole school.
"Come on, Aaron. It'll be fun. The holiday party will be the perfect time for you and Brian to get involved. Think about it - there'll be a lot of people there and everyone will be having a good time. You won't be as self-conscious because everyone'll be relaxed. It'll be great," Larry said, giving it his best sales pitch.
"So when is the party?"
"This Friday night."
"This Friday night? Holy Shit!"
"Don't worry about it. We'll be right there with you. Hey, Cindy and I are already planning to go, with our without you. Why not join us?"
"Well, let me ask Brian."
"Of course, but I'm going to hold you to it, now. Ask him tonight. Ask him right after the game."
As usual, they exited just as the game was ending so that they could wait for Brian. Aaron waved to Brian as he came through the gate and as always, he swung his arm around his shoulder when he approached.
"You played great tonight, as always."
"Yeah, right. You could hear me play out of all the other members of the band."
"I swear, I could."
Brian laughed at the absurdity.
"So are you going to ask him?" Larry asked as he nudged Aaron.
"Ask me what?"
"Brian, . . . Larry and Cindy want us to go to a holiday party with them Friday night."
"You mean a double date? You want us to come out?"
Aaron lowered his voice. "It's a party of the Gay-Straight Alliance."
"Oh, I see." Brian stared off into space for what seemed to be a few minutes, deep in thought. "It makes sense for us to go. I mean it would really be nice to have some friends we can be comfortable around besides Larry and Cindy. Yeah, I think it's a good idea. I'm just not sure what to tell my parents."
"Do you think maybe they'd be OK with the truth?" Larry said.
"Are you kidding?! My dad would freak. He'd wonder why all of a sudden I'm going to a party for sinners. He'd probably figure out Aaron's gay. Hell, he might even realize I'm gay. He'd never let me see Aaron again. No way, man. I can't tell my parents."
"OK, tell them I'm the one who's gay. Tell them that I came out to you recently and that you want to help. You've known me forever and it would be totally in character for you to want to give me your support. After all, you'd never turn your back on your best bud. Hell, you could even tell them you're trying to save me."
"What about Cindy?"
"Tell them that she's a lesbian. . . ."
"I beg your pardon?!" Cindy said.
"Honey, it would just be for Brian's folks and no one else would have to know. As far as they're concerned, our relationship would be just a cover - a way to stay in the closet."
"Larry, Cindy, I can't ask you to do that. There are too many ramifications. What if he talks to your parents or even to other people? It just wouldn't work."
"What if you tell them it's just a school holiday dance. You don't have to tell them it's a GSA dance."
"You didn't say it was a dance, Larry." Aaron said.
"I've never danced with a guy," added Brian.
"Well, guys, there's always a first time for everything, so whatdaya say?"
"That would be OK except that my parents'd wonder why I hadn't mentioned it before. I mean it's not like school dances happen at the last minute and all. A party at a friend's house is one thing, but a school dance?"
"Well then maybe you could just tell them I'm having a party at my house?"
"He'd want to talk to your folks. Do you think that you could get your parents to lie about having a party at your house as a cover for me? I think not - certainly not without they're knowing why we're doing this. . . ."
"And my father would freak out about it himself and probably ground me for even thinking about trying to be dishonest with your parents," Larry added.
"Guys, I think you're really over-thinking this," Cindy interjected. "School dances happen all the time and we're new to high school, after all - well, all of us except Aaron. Brian, why don't you just tell your folks that Aaron mentioned that the school has a holiday dance this Friday and asked if we wanted to go. Tell them you didn't plan to go or even mention it before because you don't have a girlfriend and felt funny about going without a date, but Aaron told you he doesn't have a girlfriend either and thought the two of you could go stag along with the two of us. Wouldn't that work?"
"Yeah, I suppose that would work."
"All right, then. It's settled," Larry said to keep the ball rolling. "My dad'll pick us up this Friday night and we'll go to the dance."
After saying their goodbyes, Aaron found himself alone in his room that night, thinking about their conversation. This sure was going faster than he'd like. His parents and brother knew, Larry and Cindy knew. This Friday he would be meeting a bunch of people from his school who would soon know. Frankly, he was scared. He kept thinking of ways he could get out of it, but not going to the dance didn't seem to be an option any more. Larry was a persistent little shit who would never let them back out. Deep down, he knew that Larry had his and Brian's best interests at heart, but it didn't make it any easier. The dance would allow him to experience his coming out in a `safe' environment and he might learn from others who were going through the same thing. But boy was he nervous. More like petrified, actually.
The rest of the week went by in a blur as he tried to focus, often unsuccessfully, on end of year projects and exams. Finally the school week was over and he found himself getting ready for the dance. He picked out a polo shirt and some khakis, and put on a somewhat Christmassy sweater. He looked in the mirror and combed his hair, and then re-combed it just trying to get those waves to not look like ridges running down the length of his head. He wasn't totally satisfied when he heard the car pull up outside, but it would have to do.
Aaron got in the car and closed the door. Cindy was sitting up front with Larry's dad, with the three boys sitting in back. Brian was in the middle. No one really spoke on the way over and they all could feel the tension in the car. Everyone was nervous. When they arrived at the school, Larry's father stopped the car and turned around to look directly at Brian and Aaron.
"Brian, Aaron, I want you boys to be careful. People are gonna talk."
Brian started to open his mouth in protest, but Larry's dad raised his hand to silence him and continued. "Brian, I've known you since you were seven. I had a feeling there was something going on between you and Aaron even before. Look at the way you're sitting. Your legs and shoulders are right up against Aaron, but you've left a respectable gap between you and Larry. People are going to notice these things." Both boys were blushing furiously.
He continued, "I understand why you don't want people to know you're gay. Hell, I'm not sure why in the world you'd choose this in the first place, but I know you well enough to know that I'm certainly not going to be able to change your mind. Frankly what you are and what you do is between you and God and it's none of my business. However, I know your father wouldn't see it that way and if he knew, it would be hell for you. Don't worry - I'm not about to tell him and I'll respect your privacy. But you need to do everything you can to keep your secret, at least until you graduate and are on your own."
"Thanks, Mr. Epstein. I really appreciate everything you're doing for me. I think Aaron does too." Aaron nodded his head in agreement. "I know you think it's a choice, but I had no more choice in this than Larry did in being left-handed. I didn't want to be gay, but I'm glad I am. If I hadn't been gay I would have never fallen in love with the most wonderful boy in the universe. I can't believe how lucky I am. I know it could be rough for us and we will have to be careful. I really appreciate your support, and I know Aaron does, too.
"Don't worry about any of that tonight. Tonight is about having a good time. Have fun, be careful and give me a call when you're ready to be picked up."
"We will, Dad," Larry responded.
The two couples got out of the car and nervously entered the high school. A few other people were also starting to arrive. Inside, there was a table with some name tags and a very cute girl sitting behind the table, checking people in. "Hi, guys. I don't think I've seen you at one of our functions before. Are you new to the GSA?"
"Yeah," Aaron answered sheepishly.
"Well, first of all, welcome. I want you all to know that there is absolutely no pressure here. No one is going to ask you if you're gay, strait or bi . We're all friends here who share a common belief - that sexual orientation is an absolute and fundamental right and that we are all entitled to the same treatment. All that aside, we're here to have fun tonight. You can do whatever you want and you don't have to worry about showing affection or dancing with whomever you choose. In short, tonight you have total freedom. Now there are some things you probably won't want to do, however. Orgies are strictly off-limits, for example." They all burst into laughter.
They were still giggling a bit when they entered the gym. There was a small group inside - perhaps only about 15 or 20 students - but it was still early and others would probably show soon. The lights were down and there was some Green Day playing in the background. A table on the far wall contained a punch bowl, some non-alcoholic beverages and some munchies; most everyone was milling around talking to each other in small groups. Aaron recognized a few faces, but he couldn't really tell who among them was gay. The guys were mostly talking to guys and the girls to girls. Cindy ran off to talk to one of her friends, leaving the three boys to talk to each other.
After a few minutes, someone Aaron knew from some of his classes came over to talk to them. His name was Scott and Aaron introduced him to the other two. Scott asked, "Is this your first time at one of these?"
"Yeah," Aaron admitted.
"I've been attending meetings for a few months now. The Halloween ball was a blast. A lot of the guys dressed in drag - even the straight ones. It was a great!"
"Sounds like it," Larry added as they all laughed. "So, I know we're not supposed to ask each other who's gay and who's straight or anything, but don't people pretty much know?"
"You take it at your own pace. If you want you can just sit around and talk, experience and learn tonight. I didn't admit I was gay until the third meeting - I was just too chicken and embarrassed by it all, and I was still a little unsure myself. But I'm glad I did. I'm not out to the rest of the school, but with this group I can be myself without fear. Some day I'll come out to my parents. And then maybe to my friends, but for now I'm keeping it low key. It's still very new to me."
"Do you have a boyfriend?" Aaron asked.
"Not yet. Why, you interested?"
Aaron nearly panicked, but then realized he could answer without admitting he was gay. "Sorry, but no."
Scott sighed and said, "Too bad. My guess is you're either straight or you're hitched - don't tell me - I'll know soon enough."
They were soon joined by a couple of other guys, one a friend of Larry and one a friend of Scott. They talked about a bunch of things, mostly related to school, football and basketball. They were all having a good time and felt comfortable just being their selves with each other until Ben Folds' The Luckiest started playing.
"God, I love that song," Aaron said. "It's one of my absolute favorites."
"Mine too," Brian added. Brian looked Aaron directly in the eyes and his heart melted. There was no way in hell they could not dance to it, but coming out was a huge step.
"Brian, I know we've avoided talking about it - I'm just not sure I'm ready."
"I know, but this is The Luckiest. I'm not sure I want to come out either, but in a way this is our song. I really am the luckiest guy in the world."
"Um, guys, you do realize you just came out to me don't you?" Scott said, bringing them back to the reality of where they were. Both boys blushed as Scott continued, "Believe me, I know it's a big step, but you're safe here. And if you two don't dance together, I'm going to ask one of you to dance anyway, so you might as well do it."
Brian mustered up all the courage he could as he grabbed Aaron by the hand and led him to the dance floor. They were both trembling as they held each other tightly, swaying to the music. They were soon joined by Larry and Cindy, and by several other couples, about half boys dancing together, a few of them girls dancing together and the rest straight couples. By the time the song wound down, they felt as if they were the only two people in the room. Aaron and Brian looked into each other's eyes and then closed them as they slowly moved their faces toward each other. Their lips met and their mouths quickly opened as they engaged in a passionate, deep kiss. As their lips parted, a few people around them started to clap and both boys blushed furiously, suddenly remembering where they were.
They danced to a few fast songs before they left the dance floor and returned to the small circle of boys they had been talking to. Scott said, "Boy, you two were so hot. Damn, Aaron, If I'd known you were gay, I would've asked you out a long time ago."
"Too late, Scott. He's all mine," came Brian's retort.
As the evening wore on, Aaron and Brian had a chance to speak to several of the other boys about being gay and dealing with parents, friends and the ignorant in general. Brian learned something very useful - that some of the lesbian girls were very much in the same situation as he was and were more than willing to go out with gay boys now and then, just to keep up appearances. He was later introduced to a girl named Sharon and the two of them hit it off right away. They exchanged phone numbers and e-mail/chat addresses, and agreed to go out sometime after the Christmas break.
Aaron and Brian danced several more times that night and had a wonderful time together. Aaron danced once with Scott - it was certainly innocent enough - and Brian even found himself in a dance with Larry. Neither one of them expected it and it was Larry who initiated it as kind of a joke, but somehow it just felt right. It didn't make Larry gay and they were still just best buds having a good time in a way most people would never understand.
By the time the dance wound down, Aaron and Brian had made several new friends and they felt a lot better about who they were. They were no longer alone and had to admit that Larry and Cindy were right. For their part, Larry and Cindy also grew as people that evening. What started out as a commitment to help their friends out became more of a cause for the two of them.
It was nearly one AM by the time the car pulled up in front of Aaron's house. After kissing Brian goodbye - something he would have never thought he could do before Larry's father confronted them earlier that night - he went inside. His mom was waiting up for him and she was anxious to hear how things went. By the time Aaron went upstairs, she couldn't help but feel good - Aaron had a peer support group that he desperately needed. Upstairs, he got the third degree from his brother, who had to hear everything in detail. Adam might be a nosey, younger brother, but in many ways he was Aaron's best friend. By the time Aaron got undressed and ready for bed, it was after two AM.
Lying in bed, he thought about the events of the evening and the wonderful time he'd had. Tonight had been a definite turning point in his life. He was gay and he'd admitted he was gay in front of a room full of like-minded teens. He didn't talk to the adult supervisors that evening, but thought that they could probably help him if he needed it in the future. It was kind of cool to know that a few of the teachers were OK with his being gay and were supportive. Since one of them was his history teacher, however, he also sensed that he'd have to be on guard in that class. He knew that Mr. Sampson would never betray his trust - Aaron was just a little worried that he himself might let his guard down without thinking. He'd have to be careful.
And then Aaron's thoughts turned to the coming Christmas break, which officially started that night. Neither he nor Brian had given it much thought, as they would have to spend Christmas itself with their families and, besides, their minds had been preoccupied by the GSA dance. Well, they'd certainly have a lot of free time during the coming weeks and he really wanted to spend as much of it with Brian as he could get away with. Finding a happy balance between being together and not raising Brian's parents' suspicions would be tough, and they'd have to err on the side of caution. Aaron fundamentally knew that, but his dick had other ideas.
In the nude as usual, he started to fondle himself and quickly was at full mast. Lifting the covers off his body, he slowly started to stroke himself while thinking about his first dance with Brian and the passionate kiss afterwards while everyone else was watching. It didn't take long and he was soon squirting stream after stream of hot cum onto his chest and abdomen. He reached down and wiped his cum onto his hand and then started to lick it off. What little there was left he rubbed into his skin. There - no muss, no fuss - just the way he liked it. Aaron turned over and went to sleep.
Well, that's it for the seventh installment of Love in a Chair. Hope you like it so far. Please email me your comments. I will try to respond to all email except flames, but I make no promises. I would like to thank Riley James of the Rainbow Community Writing Project for her help with editing Love in a Chair and for hosting my story. I would also like to thank WriteByMyself and my other editors for their invaluable suggestions. The next installment should be posted in a week or two