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by Jeff Allen
We were busted! I looked up at Trey across the room. He gave me a wink and a smile that clearly meant the ball was in my corner.
I swallowed and looked back to Marty. "Does that bother you?"
"Dad (the word had at least five syllables), I'm gay. What bothers me is that you didn't tell me that you're gay, too."
"When you came to live with me, I hadn't yet realized that I'm gay. I just thought I was a guy that had bad luck with women. Until I met Trey, I didn't think of myself as gay."
"When did this start?"
"I think I finally realized that I was falling in love with Trey the night we took your grandmother back down to Raleigh. She made me so mad that I wanted to do something that would piss her off so much that she would stay out of our lives, so I grabbed Trey and kissed him."
Trey stood behind me with his hands gently resting on my shoulders.
Marty sat down at the table and started giggling. "I'm sorry...I'm sorry...this is supposed to be a serious conversation, but that is just so funny. I think it worked, Dad. Grandma hasn't called since."
"Trey and I were going to tell you this weekend. We've only been together for a couple of weeks."
"Whoa! I don't want the details. Just tell me one thing, are you guys now an `official' couple?"
"As far as I'm concerned we are."
Trey gave me a hug, "That was the right answer, stud. Marty, I apologize for not insisting that we tell you about this earlier. We should have told you instead of waiting for you to find out."
"You can blame Marlene for me finding out. I came out to grab a snack last night. Of course Marlene came out for her share. I figured it out when she tried to go back into your room instead of Dad's. I'm not angry or anything...maybe a little ticked...but I'll get over it."
"Good," Trey said. "Right now, you and I need to get to school for the morning run. Go get dressed and meet me in the car."
Marty gave both of us a kiss on the cheek and headed back toward his room to get dressed.
Trey bent down and gave me a kiss. This one wasn't on my cheek, and it lasted for a while.
"You did good, Babe. I guess we'd better talk about the whole `official' couple thing this evening."
"I meant it, Trey. I've never felt this way before about anyone. This may be a little early in the game, but I love you."
"It may be early in our relationship, but I feel the same way. I love you, too, Pat. We'll talk tonight, but right now I've got to get our teenager to school."
He said `our teenager.' Wow!
Trey grabbed his briefcase full of student papers, the bagged lunches, his jacket, and headed toward the garage just as Marty breezed by planting another kiss on my cheek on his way out the door.
I looked down at Marlene who had been observing from her normal position on the kitchen floor.
"He said he loves me, girl. Imagine that?"
I listened to the sound of Trey's old Volvo as he backed out of the garage and headed down the driveway. When the sound of the car was gone, I poured more coffee into my cup and sat in a chair in the living area looking out the windows to the river below the house and the barren trees of the wildlife refuge on the other side. The weak December sunrise was just beginning to light the tops of the trees in the wildlife refuge across the river.
Man, what a change in three short weeks! So much had happened.
First the floor in our house had collapsed because of termites. Then Trey...my beautiful Trey...had brought us into his home which had forced me to face what had been running around in the back of my mind ever since the night I kissed him. I'd kissed him because I was trying to piss off my mother, but that kiss haunted me for weeks. I was gay. At least I was gay as far as Anderson Parker Arnold III was concerned.
The next night, our house had been torched by some unknown person for some unknown reason. Well, that wasn't exactly true. The reason was pretty easy to figure out. Whoever did it was really pissed at me or at the State of North Carolina. I just hoped the arson investigators could figure out who had done it before they tried something else.
Now, my insides flipped every time I thought about Trey...his lean body...his beautiful blue eyes...his shoulder length, wavy and prematurely graying dark brown hair that he normally kept in a pony tail, but let hang loose when we made love. About how every night we made love was a new experience of joy, love, and fulfillment that I had never imagined before.
Trey had said he loves me. I knew I loved him. I had to be the luckiest guy in the world!
Marty and I rode for the first mile in silence. Finally, I couldn't stand it any longer.
"Are you going to be okay with your dad and me sleeping together?"
"Is that all it is? Just sleeping together?"
"No, it's much more than that. At least I sure hope it is."
"What about Brian?"
"I'll always love Brian. He was my partner and best friend for nine years. I'll always love his memory, but I'm also in love with your dad. Neither one of us was looking for a partner. It just sort of happened. You didn't answer my question. Are you okay with it?"
"Yes, I'm fine. It's going to take a little while getting used to the idea that you two are doing things in the bedroom." He smiled.
"You're a little shit, you know that?"
"Yeah, so I've been told." He smiled some more.
"Uh, Marty, one other thing. Don't say anything about your dad and me for a couple of days. Pat and I need to have a serious talk tonight. Then we need to tell Parker and Karl. TJ and Donnie already know. I also need to talk to Brian's parents and his brothers and sister. They need to hear it from me first."
"Will Brian's family be a problem?"
"I don't think so. His family has been wonderful throughout this whole thing. I think they'll all want to meet your dad and you."
That afternoon I spent my planning period thinking about my upcoming conversations with Brian's family instead of writing the biology quiz for the next day. My heart told me that Brian's family would be welcoming and supportive of Pat's and my relationship. They were just that kind of people. Even though I knew they'd be supportive, there were still going to be some very emotional parts to the conversations.
I also thought about how quickly Pat's and my relationship had developed. Yes, I'd gotten to know Pat as a friend over the fall. He was easy to be with. He carried his muscular frame in a very masculine way. He seemed to have absolutely no clue that he was a sexy and handsome man. I loved snuggling my face into his furry chest after we'd made love and feeling his strong arms folded around me. From our talks, I knew that our first kiss there in front of his mother had been an epiphany for him, and he had struggled with his feelings for several weeks after that. He told me that he had still been unsure of his feelings about loving another man up until the day I had asked him and Marty to stay with me after their house had been torched. He said that it was during our conversation in TJ and Donnie's living room that afternoon that he'd finally and fully accepted his homosexuality. He certainly had proven himself to be enthusiastic about trying new experiences in the bedroom. Woof!
Marty seemed kind of distracted at dinner that evening. As soon as the dishes were done, he excused himself and headed to his room. I figured he was just giving Pat and me the time and space to have our serious conversation.
I poured some iced tea for Pat and a glass of wine for me. We sat on the sofa. We started out at opposite ends, but soon migrated to the middle where we could touch one another as we talked. We agreed on monogamy. If anything, Pat was even more insistent than I was on the subject. Even though Brian and I had been monogamous, my physician had insisted on an annual HIV test. I was clean. Pat agreed to get tested as soon as possible. We talked about finances. Pat insisted that he needed to share those expenses. I told him about my substantial financial reserves. He knew that I was well off, but I don't think he had any idea just how wealthy I was. He didn't seem to be totally comfortable with the economic disparity between us. I hoped he would become more comfortable as our relationship matured. We talked about household jobs. I was a better cook and housekeeper than he was, so I would be the primary partner in those areas. He and Marty would take care of the dishes and try to keep things picked up and neat. We talked about Marty. While Marty was really a good kid, we both knew that at some point he would try to play Pat and me against one another. We promised to work as a team and not allow that to happen.
And when the conversation was over, we went into the bedroom and made love. Boy, did we make love!
The next evening after dinner, I made several telephone calls. The first one was to Parker and Karl. They'd already figured it out. The second was to Brian's folks. As I'd expected, they were accepting, gracious, and very happy for me. The third call, and the one I expected to be the most emotional, was to Brian's brother Justin. Brian and Justin had been the youngest in the family. They had been very close growing up and the three of us, along with TJ, had been together on the soccer team at Adams State. While Justin was straight and married to his college sweetheart with two beautiful daughters, he was by far the most sentimental and openly emotional of the Barnes siblings. I told him about Pat, then Justin and I had a good cry together remembering things about Brian. At the end of the call, Justin told me that he loved me, that I was always going to be his little brother, that he was glad I'd found Pat, and that he wished we would be as happy as Brian and I had been. After the call to Justin, the calls to Brian's other siblings were a piece of cake.
I had enjoyed making Dad and Trey a little uncomfortable that morning. Deep down I was really glad they'd found each other. Dad deserved to have someone in his life, and I really liked Trey. But at the same time I was sort of pissed that they hadn't told me right away. Typical teenage reaction, I guess.
Actually, I was too wrapped up in Kevin to pay much attention to what was going on with anyone else. Kevin could be a real jerk sometimes. Like he really didn't want us to hang around together much at school, but on the other hand when we were alone he was so sexy that I couldn't get enough of his body.
That afternoon, Kevin and I were up in his room. Of course we were naked and rolling around on his bed. We moved into a sixty-nine. I was enjoying working on his hard dick while he worked on mine. Without warning he pushed a finger into my asshole.
"Take it easy! That hurt!"
"Come on, you'll like it. I want to get into that hot little ass of yours."
I pushed him away. "That's not going to happen any time soon. I'm not ready for that."
"You may not be, but I am. We've been playing around for weeks now, and it's time for you to stop teasing and put out."
"Stop teasing? Is that what you think we've been doing almost every afternoon? Teasing? I thought we were boyfriends."
"Boyfriends? Come on, I'm not really gay, I just like a little variety in my sex."
"Not gay? That's a good one! You should go into acting. You and your dick really had me fooled."
I got off the bed and started pulling on my boxers.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going home. Call me tonight when you decide to apologize."
He stood up and threw me down on the bed. "You're not leaving until I say you can leave, and that won't be until after I finish fucking your ass."
He grabbed my hands. I struggled, but he was a lot bigger than me. He pulled my boxers down and rolled me over on my stomach. I felt the weight of his body on my back. He held my head down with one hand as he spread my cheeks with the other. I felt his dick at the entrance to my ass, followed by an incredibly searing pain as he started pushing into me.
"Wait, wait , WAIT. Let me get up on my knees. It'll go in easier."
"That's better. I knew you'd want it."
He let go of my head. I pulled my knees forward exposing my ass to him. He started pushing into me again. God, the pain was awful. I reached back and found his nuts with my right hand.
"Yeah, play with those nuts while I fuck you."
I played with them alright. I grabbed as much of his scrotum as I could and squeezed with all my might.
He screamed and pulled his dick out of me. Damn, it hurt almost as much coming out as it did going in! In spite of the pain in my ass, I kept the pressure on his balls as I twisted around until Kevin was lying on his back and I was kneeling on the bed beside him squeezing his jewels.
I leaned down and hissed into his ear, "When I let go of you, I want you to stay on the bed. Do you understand?"
He nodded his head. He probably found it pretty hard to speak at that point. His face was beet red and his eyes were wide open. His earlier screaming had given way to moans and whimpers.
I let go of his nuts. He immediately curled up in a fetal position and continued moaning while I hurriedly pulled on my clothes.
He was still lying on the bed when I finished getting dressed and left.
(To be continued)
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Some of the characters who play parts in this story were previously introduced in "When Love Comes" (last posted in the College section on Sept. 6, 2001), "Love of a Lifetime" (last posted in the College section on May 19, 2003), "Finding Family" (last posted in the College section on June 5, 2008), "Construction Job" (last posted in the College section on July 24, 2008), or "Swamp Rat" (last posted March 15, 2010 in the High School section). While not necessary, readers may find it useful to read the earlier stories posted on this site. All of the Adams State/Carterville stories listed above as well as my other stories are also posted at www.crvboy.com.
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