Date: Tue, 01 Mar 2005 23:59:08 -0500 From: Jeff Wilson Subject: W.A.R. Part 6, Chapter 17 W.A.R. Part Six - Commencement Chapter Seventeen -- Billy's Big Show by Jeff Wilson About four o'clock in the morning, the taxi dropped me off in front of Brett's house. I paid the taxi what money I had left after taking the bus from Erie to Pittsburgh. Then I walked to the door and knocked and knocked for ten minutes until Brett finally opened the door. I pushed it open, practically knocking off his crutches, and walked inside. "You made it back, I see." Brett said. "You're a fucking asshole." I said. "I'm not the only one!" Brett replied. "You left me stranded two hundred miles from home! I waited for a fucking hour for you to come back." "Well you ruined everything and made my brother cry! You just couldn't keep quiet for a damn day, could you? 'Oh yeah, he's gay alright! Want to watch me fuck him up the ass?'" "You know that's not what happened!!" "I just couldn't stand being with you anymore, Billy. If I'd have had to be with you for four more hours in that little car... I just need time for myself to think. Oh, and you lied to me about Dustin, too! You said you just kissed! You never said anything about rubbing fucking dicks with him!" "We never took our clothes off." I said. "So what? You still cheated on me!" "I did not! I told you, it was just kissing and a little touching. It didn't mean anything." "I don't care! It's not what you did with him that I'm mad about, it's what you did after! You lied right to my face. You looked me right in the eyes and lied. I can't accept that. I'd have forgiven you if you got a little carried away and then told me, but you lied right to my face about it. So now how do I know that you aren't lying about what you did?" "Because I'm telling you the truth!" "Well I don't believe you anymore! For all I know, you blew him, or you fucked each other! You already lied about what happened. How would I know you aren't still lying?" "Because I'd never do that to you! There's a huge difference between what I did and having sex." "Yeah right. You just rubbed his dick through his pants. That doesn't mean anything to you. But I know if I had a guy rubbing my dick while I was kissing him it would sure mean something to me! But then, you're the only person who I've done that with!" "That's still no reason to leave me in a parking lot two hundred miles from home! I could have been killed! What if I hadn't had money on me? Maybe I should have told you the whole story right away, but I did eventually." I replied. "Eventually? Eventually! After two weeks! If you hadn't gotten mad you would never have told me. Then, you told me when I was already pissed off at you! What were you trying to prove? God, you're stupid." "And you're a ditching dickhead! It cost me fifty goddamn dollars to get home and you're going to pay it back!" "No I'm not." "Yes you are." "No I'm not!" "Yes you are!" "NO I'M NOT!" Brett yelled. "YES YOU... Eh... Fuck it, I'm going home." "Have a nice walk." Brett replied. "You mean you aren't going to let me use the car anymore?" Brett laughed. "Fuck no! I'm mad at you. I'm not going to let you use my car to go right to his house and cry about how mean I was to you." "How am I supposed to get around?" "Maybe you should have thought of that before you played grab-ass with your crotch-grabbing buddy Dustin!" "Okay, fine! Fuck you, jerk!" I shouted. I stormed out of the house and slammed the door. Then I opened it up again. "Oh, and your dad's an asshole too!" Then I slammed the door again for good measure. I walked around to the back yard and headed up the path in the dark. I was sure I could navigate it in the dark, but it had grown over a bit and it was tougher than it used to be to make it to the top of the hill. I made it though, and then headed down the path to Dustin's house. I knocked and knocked until finally Dustin opened the door. "Billy! You scared the crap out of me. What are you doing back so early?" "Brett ditched me." I said angrily. "Up in Erie... I had to take a bus and a taxi home." "Wow, what happened?" I explained about the trip up and how happy it was, and then how it all fell apart. I told him about the fight we had in Erie and how Brett had left me there. "Well, I hate to say it, but you deserved it." Dustin said. "What? No I didn't!" "You never should have told him about you and me touching each other's privates, even if it was innocent." "You mean you're taking his side?" "Don't get me wrong, I think what he did wasn't too smart. But you provoked him. I never would have told him about touching dicks with each other then, especially as mad as he was at you already. You should have shut up for once. You think you're always right, but really, that was stupid, Billy." "It wasn't my fault!" I insisted. "Yes it was." Dustin said. "You screwed yourself." "Well fine. I'm going home." I said. "You can stay here if you..." "Oh no, no. I wouldn't want to be a bother. I might end up screwing you, too, asshole." I walked back through the woods and down the hill to my house. I let myself into the house and went to my room and slammed the door. I sat down on my bed and lay down with my legs dangling over the edge. I stared up at the ceiling and waited. She'd come... After a few minutes, mom knocked on the door and peeked inside. "Everything okay?" She asked. "Oh just peachy-fucking-dandy!" I said, still staring at the ceiling and my voice snuffling. "Language!" She scolded. "Trouble at Dustin's?" I sat up. "Brett's a jerk. Dustin's a jerk. Life sucks." "I see." "Well? Don't you want to tell me how right you were about everything?" "You know my opinion. We've been getting along lately, and I don't want to add to your problems." I laid back down and stared up at the ceiling again. I didn't say anything else. I was afraid if I said something I'd lose my temper again. "You'll work it out." She continued. "This isn't the first time you've been mad at each other and it won't be the last. Your father and I used to fight all the time. It's just part of life." "Just leave me alone." I said. "Oh Billy... What are we going to do with you?" She closed the door and I was left by myself. I was so angry that my thoughts were all jumbled together. It wasn't my fault! Brett should have told his dad about us. We weren't used to hiding anymore. I had hidden for four years from my mom, but I barely lasted four hours with Brett's dad. I wasn't used to hiding anymore. I was getting used to being myself, and it wasn't fair for Brett to blame me for not being able to do it after he'd been telling me to tell mom for so long. And he should have understood about me and Dustin! It didn't mean anything. It didn't! Sure it felt good to kiss him. It felt good when he let me touch him, to have his hand feel me where only Brett had before... But it didn't mean that I wanted to fuck him. I mean, sure. The thought may have crossed my mind that all I had to do was pull the zipper and I could have gone further. For a second! Just a second! I didn't do it. That should have meant something to Brett. But nooooo!!! Brett had to make a big deal about it. Brett had to leave me stuck on the side of the road and make me take a bus home! A BUS!!! And then to tell me that I deserved it? Me? I didn't deserve to be treated like that. I sat up on the bed. I'd show them. I'd show all of them! I'd show the whole fucking world! I turned on the internet and started looking around for porn. I had a few regular sites that I could go to when I wanted to jack off. I found some pictures that caused my dick to put pressure on my pants. I turned on my messenger and turned on my webcam. I set it to let anybody view who wanted to, and then set it on my desk so that you could see me at my desk and most of my bed. I found a chat room and chatted for a bit, it was mostly older guys. They joked a bit, but some said I looked good. Slowly, more and more people were opening my cam. I had a few invites for other cameras. I opened them up to find most of them were guys rubbing their dicks. "I want to see more of the Warrior." Said one of the guys. "Warrior" was my screen name. "He's cute. Bet he's got a nice cock." Another said. I smiled. "Bet you'd like to find out." I typed "Please!" Another one said. "ASL?" Another said. I typed back. "I'm obviously a guy. What a stupid question." A few of them laughed. Well they typed "lol." Soon I had enough people... "Who wants to see more?" I typed. The response was overwhelming. I pulled my shirt off. One of the guys on cam shot his load. "Nice!" Someone calling himself Bill15432 said. "More!" said sukmywang. "Want to see more, huh?" Of course they did. I undid my pants and pulled my dick out. "Wow! 6.5?" Someone asked. "6.9, lol." I replied. "Cut?" Another asked. "Duh." I replied. "Of course! Can't you see?" I leaned back in my chair and stroked myself absent-mindedly while replying to various questions. "No, I'm not looking to meet." I had to tell one guy. I stood up and then lay down on my bed, my dick protruding out from my body. I jerked myself off while watching myself on the computer screen. I had over 25 people watching from who knows where. I didn't care. I liked that people were watching me. I'd never done anything like that before, just letting anybody in the world see me doing something that I'd only ever done in private. I increased the tempo of my hand on my dick. "Nice necklace." Onlytop47 said. I reached over to my keyboard. "Thanks." I replied. "You going to cum soon?" He asked. "Sure." I replied. "You a virgin, Warrior?" "Nope." I typed. Yeah... I sure got fucked real good tonight. "Top or bottom?" "Top." I typed. "And bottom. Lol. I like to diversify." "You gay?" He asked. "No, but my boyfriend is." I said. Yeah, and he's a fucking jerk too! "LOL! You're a funny guy." "Thanks." I replied. Why couldn't Brett see how great I was like this guy could? "You have a great body. You work out?" "Heck no." I said. I felt my dick start to tingle inside. "I'm stroking myself watching you." The stranger said. "Cool." I said. It occurred to me that my dad had once walked in on me doing what I was doing. And there I was showing myself to complete strangers. My dick stiffened. I turned and looked at my monitor. There was Billy Roberts, cumming all over himself. I blasted my first shot straight up in the air. It came down and splattered all over my belly. I aimed my dick at my chest for the rest of the waves of my orgasm. "Guess I showed you, Brett." I thought to myself as the compliments started coming in about how hot my cumming had been. "Fucking asshole... If you can't appreciate me, then fuck you..." I lay there staring at the ceiling, my semen starting to melt from globs into a watery mess on my chest and belly. My dick lay limp on my pubes. I disconnected my computer from the internet, with the complements of a bunch of unknown voyeurs still coming in. I pulled a sock off and wiped off my cum. Then I pulled off the other sock and wiped off my dick. "Yeah, you're not the only person who can be a jerk." I said in my head. "I just jacked off in front of a bunch of total strangers. How do you like that, huh?" I stared at the ceiling. "Bet you wish you hadn't left me in Erie now, huh?" The ceiling started to blur. "Yeah. Bet you wish you hadn't yelled at me now." My eyes started to burn. "It wasn't my fault your dad was an asshole." I sniffled. "I should have fucked Dustin... I'm in as much trouble as I would have been." I wiped my eyes. "It wasn't my fault..." I said aloud. "It wasn't my fault!" + + + + + + + + + + Well... Things aren't any better for the boys since last chapter. More on the way!