Date: Mon, 16 Feb 2009 19:33:41 EST
From: HnstSkr4@aol.com
Subject: The Journey Begins - Chapter 4

Author's Notes:

Before I get into the Legal stuff, I want to say thanks first to my Editor,
Pete.  He always does a wonderful job.  Second, I want to thank my Readers.
You guys are the best.

Okay, these characters are not meant to resemble any living or dead person.
I make no apology to anyone who is offended by anything in this story.

Let me know what you think of the story by emailing me at
_Hnstskr4@aol.com_

Copyright 2008 by Chuck B.


Sister's Visit

I'm sitting with my man on my bed.  Steve and I are gazing into each
other's eyes.  I've never felt like this before in my life.  My penis has
been growing and deflating, growing and deflating.  He is just so amazing.
This boy is such a gift to me.  He makes me feel so good.  He leans into me
and kisses me.

Wow... have you ever been kissed?  I feel like I'm charged with
electricity.

"I love you, Eric!"

He released my hand and I swear that I felt the electricity jump through
me.  "Steve, thanks for the kiss!"

"Baby, you make me feel so lucky!"

Again, he leaned in to kiss me.  As he kissed me, I felt like we were being
watched and then as quickly as the feeling came over me, it disappeared.
We broke our kiss and were about to play some video games, when my Mom
called me downstairs.

Steve and I made our way downstairs.  What do I find waiting for us at the
bottom of the stairs?  Apparently no one told me that we were having a
Keiser family get together.  My Dad, Mom, Alex, Zachary, Sarah Perez, my
older sister, and her husband, Mark, are all gathered in the living room.

"Hey Sarah, Mark, this is Steven Hill.  He's a friend from school."

"Hey Steve!"

Steve reached out his hand to my sister first and then to my brother in
law.  As Steve shook hands with Mark, I noticed Mark giving him this weird
look.  It bugged me at first but then I dismissed it.  I mean come on what
could Mark know about us.

"Steve, let's go out and play some ball."

"Cool!"

With that, we made our way outside.

It was a warm day outside and it didn't take long for Steve and I to get
hot.  Knowing my parent's would freak, I took off my shirt but left on my
t-shirt. Steve, on the other hand, just decided to remove his shirt all
together.  We were playing so hard that neither one of us noticed Alex come
out of the house to watch us play.  No biggie, Steve seems to like his 14
year old groupie.  Who knows what the future may have in store for us?  The
game continued with Steve getting the most baskets.  I bet my sister would
have loved to get in on this game.  After we reached a score of 30 to 20,
we pretty much gave up and got ourselves dressed again.  Alex walked into
the house with us.  She kind of held her nose as she walked past us.

"Okay Alex, I think your brother get's the message," my Dad said, catching
her as she held her nose.

"But Dad, Steve and him reek of b.o!  I wasn't trying to be rude."

Steve took a whiff of his underarm and cringed.  Alex laughed and went into
the other room.

"Eric, we are going out to eat as a family.  You need to get cleaned up,"
Mom said as she walked the other way, possibly to get away from the armpit
stink in the foyer.

"See you later Eric!"

"Bye Steve!"

I ran up the stairs and went into my room.  I grabbed some new clothes, a
change of underwear and a t-shirt.  I also grabbed my body wash, my cologne
and my robe.  In just a few seconds, I was stripped down to my birthday
suit.  I turned on the water, making sure that it wasn't too warm or too
cold.  As I lathered up my body, I couldn't get Steve out of my mind.  My
hands wandered down towards my penis and before I knew it, I had a hardon.
I don't have time to give in to it so I'll just have to deal with its
presence.  I lathered up my chest and the minute my hands touched my nips,
I felt my penis jump a bit.  I washed my pits and rinsed off.  Taking the
shampoo, I poured some out onto my palm and washed my hair.  Once I was
done rubbing it into my hair, I rinsed it out and stepped out of the
shower.  I grabbed a face cloth and washed my face.  I grabbed my comb and
combed my hair till it was perfect.  I put on my deodorant and my cologne.
I quickly started getting dressed.  I was almost finished when someone
knocked on the door.  The door knob started to turn and the door opened.
On the other side of the door, there stood Zachary.

"Hey Squirt, why are you in here?"

He looked up at me and didn't say anything.  He simply turned and walked
out.  Did Zachary pick up on something from Steve and I that I wasn't aware
was being thrown out there?  A second later, he reappeared at the door.

"Eric, I need to use the bathroom."

His poor legs were crossing left and right.  He was trying to keep that
fluid from flowing down and out.

"K, buddy!  It's all yours man."

I walked downstairs and everyone was already gathered round trying to
figure out who was riding with whom.

Mark and Sarah looked at me and then looked at my parents.  "We can take
Eric, if that's okay with you?"

Mom and Dad were okay with me riding with them.  Mark and Sarah headed out
the door with me following right behind.  Normally, we don't go out to eat
unless there's an important reason behind it.  Guess I'll just have to wait
and see what happens.  As we were driving to the restaurant, Mark turned
his head towards me.

"Eric... I'm not sure how to say this, but I caught Steve and you kissing
earlier today..."

So someone did catch us and I blew it off.  Now Mom and Dad will kick me
out of the house.  There is no doubt that I'm the reason for this excursion
out to eat.

"Have... have you told Mom and Dad?"  Sarah was driving so she didn't turn
her head around to look at me.

"No, we haven't told Mom and Dad.  Eric, are you gay?"

Here it goes, my first jump into outing myself to my family.  Although what
could I say but the truth.  Mark already saw me kissing my boyfriend.
Besides, I owe it to Steve to be honest.  I owe to myself to be honest.
Still, I'm trembling inside and out.  I feel sick!  I'm afraid of what
Sarah and Mark might say next.  They're being so quiet about this.

"Yeah, I'm gay!"  Mark didn't say anything else about it, neither did
Sarah.

The rest of the evening was spent talking about everything else including a
surprise announcement from Mark and Sarah.  In the middle of the dinner,
Mark took Sarah's right hand.  He put it up on the table for all to see.

"Mom, Dad, Alex, Eric, Zachary, we have awesome news.  We are going to be
parents.  Sarah is 2 months pregnant."

Mom started to cry.  Dad was smiling from ear to ear.  Of course, Alex and
Zachary were both super excited as well.  I was happy for them, but I still
was trembling inside a little bit as I waited for them to slip out the news
of my sexuality.  When everyone was done, Dad forked up the tip for the
evening and we left to go home.  Secretly, I wanted to cry.  For the first
time in a long time, I felt terrified.

I had admitted for the first time to family members that I was gay.  I told
them that I knew without a doubt that I was not going to be like them.  I
would never be with a woman and have a child.  They didn't seem angry but
their silence scares me.  I wish they had said something.  I'm torturing
myself trying to figure out why they wanted to know about me.  I'm afraid
that they'll say something at church and the whole ward will knew that one
of their own is a homosexual.

Once I got home, I jumped on the phone with Steve.

"Steve... Mark saw us kissing on my bed."  There was silence as if Steve
was afraid to speak.

"Eric... did he say anything?"

"They asked me if I was gay and that was it.  They didn't tell Mom and Dad
anything."

"What do you mean 'THEY' asked you?"

"He told Sarah!"

Steve was quiet again.  His lack of speech hurt just as much as Mark's and
Sarah's silence.  He had already gone through this hardship with his
family.  I was hoping for some great advice but how could he give that,
when his family wasn't like mine.

"Eric...I don't know what to say, don't worry whatever happens is going to
happen.  We'll figure it out together.  I know my family will love you.
Things will be okay.  It has to be okay."

"Thanks babe!"

I hung up the phone and laid my head down on my pillow.  Tears of fear ran
down my face as I tried to bury the fear of being ejected from the family.
I literally cried myself to sleep.