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Chapter 4

Mark’s POV

It was like a dream come true for me – Josh loves me. My parents are okay with me being gay, and they love Josh, and his parents like me. I heard his mom and dad talking with my mom and dad, saying they haven’t seen him so happy in years.

Delsine, Mandy and Malcolm have been with us most of the day, except when we were at the movie. But since then, they have been with us. We were watching “Pirates of the Caribbean” on our big screen TV. Delsine can be so annoying, sometimes she was trying to get Josh and I to cuddle and kiss like Mandy and Malcolm.

Josh, I think, got fed up and left the room. I followed. I think there was something else troubling him. We ended up in my room lying on the bed.

Josh stared at the ceiling.

“Today has been a great day, huh?” he asked.

“The best.”

We said nothing. I held his hand for a minute then he pulled it away.

“I had a crush on Jerry Walsh. It took me a long time to tell him, but by then it was too late, he’d already met Brad. I cried my eyes out right in front of him, because I loved him so much, and, I thought, I’d never find anyone. He told me I would. He was so kind to me. Someone over heard us, and heard him telling me, that he loved Brad and Brad loved him.”

“The next day the rumors started about Brad and him. Brad dumped him, and got his parents to put him in another school. I hated Brad. I saw what people do to people like us. I told Becker what they were doing to Jerry. I named names and all. Becker did nothing.”

“I told Jerry to fight back, but he wouldn’t. I told him I would fight for him. He laughed and said ‘But I don’t love you – I’m still in love with Brad. Why did you start the rumor?’ I never started the rumor but he wouldn’t believe me. He said he hated me and he would never forgive me.” The tears welled up in Josh’s eyes. I pulled him closer to me. He laid his head on my chest and began to sob.

“Then there was the ha ‘accident’,” Josh said in a choked whisper, “I was the only student to visit him, and they wouldn’t let me see him. But I had to see him. I loved him, and I knew he was dying. I waited for the shift to change, and then told them I was his brother.”

“I held his hand and talked to him. I told I loved him. I told him I didn’t start the rumors. I cried a lot, just holding his hand. Then, after a while, I heard him mumble something, I looked up at him. His hand stroked my cheek. He said weakly, ‘It was Brad. I should have chosen you – you loved me. I’m sorry.’”

“A nurse came in and told me I had to leave. I kissed him goodbye and left. He died an hour later. I never told anybody about Jerry. About a month after his death, I went to see Brad. I needed to find out why he had started the rumor about him and Jerry. He told me he had been forced to do it – Brad was terrified his parents would kick him out - they were very religious and homosexuality was an unforgivable sin.”

“I hated Brad so much, but then I thought about myself – publicly I never stood up for Jerry. I was too scared. I realized I didn’t hate Brad really – I hated me. Brad told me that it was a teacher who had over heard the conversation Jerry and I had. It didn’t take me long to figure out who that teacher was - Becker.”

“At first I was out for revenge so I hacked into the school system, and changed a few things. The teacher in question knows it was me, but just as I have no proof of his involvement, he has no proof of my hacking. He’s also scared of directly attacking me because of Aunt Lil. Right now it’s a stalemate. Obviously, neither of us has given up. His thinks I can’t hack into his computer. He told me changes his password weekly and never writes it down and encrypts his files.”

“Mark, I really loved Jerry. I think a part of me always will. I never thought I’d find anyone then you came into my life. In the beginning, I was afraid of loving you, because I was afraid you’d get hurt. I still am afraid. Today was the greatest – the rents are cool with us. Your best friends are cool with us, for the first time, I felt I could be me.”

“Me too,” I said and gave him a quick kiss on the top of his head.

“Sooner or later, Becker will find out, and he will try to get at me through you. I’m telling you all this, because I want to give you a chance to back out of our… “

“Shut up, Josh,” I interrupted, “I am not Brad. You are not Jerry. I am Mark. You are Joshua. I love you and you love me. I told you I would fight for our love. If we are outed – then, yes, life will be harder. But I will fight! I will never desert you. Sorry, my love, you have me for life. We have people who do support us. Brad and Jerry didn’t.”

Josh looked up at me and smiled. “I love you. I love you. I love you.” He started kissing me, not passionately just little kisses all over my face. I started giggling.

“Want to help me?” he asked.

“Do what?”

“Hack Becker’s computer.”


“The challenge!”

“Just the challenge?”

“Mmmmm. Mostly.”

“And what the other reason?”

“To teach him a lesson and to see if I can find anything on his computer that would make him decided to resign.”

“And if he doesn’t have anything.”

“Then he doesn’t.”

I smiled, “Okay.”

“Great! Let’s get started! You come over to my house and we can spend the night programming!” he said jumping up off the bed.

“How romantic!” I said.

“Yeah, it is, isn’t it?” he giggled grabbing me by the hand and practically dragged me to the kitchen where the ‘rents were.

“Moms and Dads, can Mark spend the night with me. We are going to spend the night hacking and testing a program.”

“Really, programming? All night?” asked Josh’s mom.

“Yeah, it’s a program I am thinking of selling to the NSA or government. It’s really cool idea I had, and Mark helping me. I would get it done a lot faster.”

“Geeks,” muttered Dad to Josh’s dad.

“I heard that, Dad,” I said laughingly.

Everyone laughed, and thirty minutes later, Josh and I were sitting in front of his monitors.

I really thought he wanted me to come over here, just to get away from Delsine, Malcolm and Mandy, or just to make out, but he really wanted to hack.

I guess we really are a couple of geeks.

“Forget Becker! I really did have an idea for a program. The program scans a mail server, looking for keywords and or encrypted emails – Encrypted mail is suspect, cuz they are hiding something, then, we find the receiver and the sender. We will have a spy program that records their keystrokes, and send that file to us. Cool huh?”

It was a cool idea. Josh was excellent in laying out the specs for me and so we ended up programming all night. Josh’s dad furnished pizza and soda around 8pm. I was starting to fall asleep around one a.m. and Josh leant over, gave me a kiss, and said, “Bedtime.”

“Yah,” I said sleepily.

We turned off the monitors.

“You want to take a shower before we turn in?” he questioned softly.

“Yeah.” I wondered if he meant together or separate.

“Okay. Uh. It’s kinda late would it bother you if we uh,” he was blushing like mad, “shared?”

I blushed too, “You mean shower together?” I asked.

“Never mind,” he blushed.

“No. It’s okay. I don’t mind, honest.”

My heartbeat zoomed sky high, as we walked to the bathroom, and started getting undressed. This would be the first time we saw each other naked. I was dying to see him, but at the same time, I was nervous that maybe he would be disappointed. I’m not exactly the athletic type, and don’t have the build of an athlete.

Josh got into the shower before I had a chance to seen him. When I got into the shower his back was to me. Well, he had a beautiful ass. Nice! Of course, I started getting hard, so I turned my back to him.

Our butts touched. I loved the feel of his soft buttocks. I wanted more. I wanted to feel his whole body against mine.

“Josh, are you embarrassed?”

“Yes,” he said softly.

“We need to get over this or we’ll never have kids,” I tried to joke.

“I-I’m hard.”

“Me too.”

“You want me to turn around?” he asked.

“You want me to do the same?” I asked.


We turned, facing each other. God! Was he was beautiful. I looked him up and down. I tentatively stepped closer. He moved closer. Our dicks touched. Oh! Man what a sensation. I can’t even begin to describe how that felt. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him closer as he wrapped his arms around me.

We kissed, and soon our bodies were grinding into each other. I knew I was getting close to cumming, as we both moaned in pleasure. I tried holding back, but it was too late, I was beyond the point of non-return.

“Oh! Oh! Josh!” I exclaimed as jets of hot sperm shot forth.

“Oh! Marky! OH!” I felt the blast of his ejaculation.

We continued to hold on to each other, and kiss.



“I want to remember this forever! I want to be with you forever.”

“Me too, Marky. That was so good. I’ve never cum that much or that long.”

“Me too Josh.”

We cleaned ourselves up, got out of the shower, and dried each other off. We were both hard again, as we walked into the bedroom. Josh walked over to the door and locked it. He turned and smiled at me.

“Wanna sleep naked?” I asked.

“That’s why I locked the door.”

When we were comfortably cuddled together in bed Josh said, “I used to fantasize about you. I don’t want to rush things and if you don’t want to do this then that’s fine. I want to do sixty-nine. If you don’t…”

“Josh, I’ve fantasized about the same thing,” I interrupted him, “and lots of other things too.”

We kissed.

“Let me do this,” he whispered.

He started kissing my neck, working down to my right nipple, and ever so gently, nibbled on it. I moaned - it was driving me crazy. He moved to my left nipple, and did the same thing, then, he worked his was down to my navel, and licked and kissed his way down to my dick. He licked up and down my shaft, and moved onto my balls. I wanted him so bad.

“Josh! I want you! I want to suck you, pleeeze!” I said, as he gently sucked at my ball sack. Josh gave me access, and I went crazy on his dick. I heard his moans, as we both, frantically, sucked on each other’s member. I felt like I couldn’t get enough. He started to pull away. I wouldn’t let him, and in a few seconds, heard a muffled yell, as he pumped his hot juices into my mouth. This caused me to reciprocate. It was the most fantastic orgasm ever.

I woke the next morning to, the sound of the keyboard clicking away madly. I turned over to see a naked Josh hacking away at the keyboard. He had headphones on, and was moving and jerking his head around, in time to the music, and then, he’d take his hands of the keyboard, as if conducting an orchestra, and then, go back to the keyboard.

I guess he must have sensed me watching him, because he became real still, and slowly turned his body towards me. I smiled and giggled, and he blushed.

“I sort of get carried away,” he said.

“That’s just another reason I love you.”

Josh took off the headphones, his eyes teared-up, his bottom lip quivered. The tears spilled over, and ran down his face.

“Sorry, for all this,” he motioned with his hands towards his face, then looked away, “I just never thought I’d ever find anyone. Someone who loves me as-is. I keep thinking, that any second, I am going to wake up, cuz I feel like I am living a dream.”

I opened up my arms. He got up, came over, we hugged and fell back on the bed as we kissed, so intensely and passionately. It just kept getting better: the love, the compassion, the understanding, the sex and our programming.

I loved working with Josh on his program. If you saw ‘Swordfish’, the movie, there is a scene where Hugh Jackman really gets into hacking, well that is the way Josh is. He listens to music, moves so sexily, yells “Yeah! I’m da man!” or “Man! That is so tight!” It is just awesome – so enthusiastic, happy and excited when everything works the way it’s supposed to.

Of course now he’s got me programming like that, and, I guess, to see us both working together is a scene. At least that’s what Mandy says. She says that she’s never seen me so happy. She’s right! I’ve never been so happy.

Everything was so perfect. Was it going to last?