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'With Arms Outstretched' - Chapter 13
"How's your boyfriend?" my mom asked when I walked into the house through the kitchen. She was sitting at the island with my dad drinking tea.
I giggled at her reference to Lenny. Of course, I now think of Lenny as my boyfriend, and I'm still exhilarated about it all.
"My boyfriend is great!"
"I actually wanted to talk to you..." my mom said warily.
"Is it bad?" I asked apprehensively.
"Well," my mom began, as much apprehensiveness as me, "depends on how you look at it. But don't worry, I'm not gonna come between you and Lenny. Neither is your father."
"Is that what you wanted to talk about?" I asked.
"Not exactly," my dad answered my question.
"We just want you and Lenny to be careful," my mom expressed in a sigh. "It's a cruel world out there. So much more so for the gay community. Don't get me wrong, you are gonna be miserable if you stay in the closet. And then there are those that believe homosexuals are an abomination, which isn't true. And then, there are those that find homosexuals disgusting. All those people, they're idiots, believe me."
"Mom, dad, I get it," I tried to ease them. "I understand."
"Maybe you do, maybe you don't," said my dad with some worry.
"Ty, there are people who will try to taunt you, or attack you verbally. Maybe even physically. A woman is no longer a woman when she's raised her voice," my mom explained.
Yeah, my mom is kind of old-fashioned like that. All the 'lady-like' business.
"Then she's just a nuisance," my mom continued her rant. "If someone ever verbally abuses you, I don't want you to think twice about it, just defend yourself. I don't care if you have to get physical."
By now, my mom looked pissed. She was neither pissed at me nor Lenny. I think she was more pissed at the prospect of closed-minded people causing problems for her baby.
"Okay, I won't let anybody push me around," I said with confidence.
"And second, you know my family is... accepting right?" my mom asked.
"'Accepting'?" I was confused.
"You know Pierre-Louis and Marie-Ã...lise, right?" my mom asked, bringing up her two cousins who travel abroad. I nodded my understanding. "They're both gay. And my whole family doesn't treat them any different."
"They're gay?" I asked astounded. My mom nodded affirmative. "I didn't know that!"
"At any capacity, everyone knows and has no issues with either of them," my mom explained further. The words brought comfort to me. "So you have absolutely nothing to be afraid from my side of the family."
"But my side of the family is a totally different story," my dad said in a heavy sigh. "Your aunts Pamela and Susie will be accepting. But my parents are bigots, when you come out, they'll be a little miffed about the idea."
"How do you know I'll come out of the closet?" I asked shocked, though I shouldn't have been.
"Because I know you," my dad explained with a smile. "I know you're terrified at growing up miserably because of a decision like this."
"I almost forgot to tell you guys!" Curtis called as he descending the stairs. "Basketball practice starts tomorrow after school. We practice for an hour, then showers."
That bit of news got me excited. That meant Lenny and I would be here alone for about an hour and a half after school. That clearly meant face-time with each other! My mom was not far behind in that thought. She gave a knowing look at me. Her face was expressionless. She didn't say anything to me.
"We've got the house to ourselves after school," I excitedly whispered into Lenny's ear as we sat in our desks.
We had been sitting in our English class, waiting for Mrs. Gilbert to start the lesson.
"Curtis starts basketball practice this afternoon," I explained further.
"I am gonna make your lips so sick of mine!" Lenny cooed in a whisper to my ear.
"So class," Mrs. Gilbert called the attention of the class. "I am giving you an assignment today. You will be writing a short story." the class groaned. "You have until the following Friday to write a story at least ten thousand words. You will be graded on your grammar, punctuation and creativity! Remember the eight parts of speech!"
Throughout the rest of English, Mrs. Gilbert did review on the eight parts of speech; nouns, pronouns, verbs, adverbs, adjectives, prepositons, conjunctions, and interjections.
"Hey guys!" Gary called as he approached our lunch table with one of a few kids in school. "This is Chad," Gary introduced the kid.
And my, what a specimen he was. Short blonde hair that clearly would curl dangerously if he grew it any longer. His dark eyes looked exotic against his light skin and blonde hair.
Remember not to confuse with this new Chad with John's older brother Chad, who should be back in college now.
I had an immediate crush on this boy. Not to make me sound like a whore or anything. I'm in love with Lenny, but we can look, right? Well, I should talk to him about it. I mean, this Chad was gorgeous!
Lenny hit my leg under the table. He so knew I was crushing on the new kid. I looked at our friends who sat with us. They were all listening intently to Chad. I looked around the cafeteria, nobody was paying us attention as they had been paying their friends attention. I took my hand and caressed Lenny's side with a look that hopefully said I was with him for a long time. Lenny calmed down.
"Lenny, I hope you know I wanna be with you for as long as I can," I expressed to Lenny.
It had been after school. We walked to my house as planned. But the walk to my house was filled with an discomforting silence. I lead him to the living room and we sat on the love seat.
"But you have a crush on that Brad kid," Lenny complained quietly.
"Lenny, you are my boyfriend. I've had the biggest crush on you for too long for me to fuck it up in the beginning of a relationship."
Lenny still didn't look comforted.
"You know what? My mom stares at guys longer than she should. My dad stares at woman longer than he should. They look at other people they find attractive but they still love each other! Don't tell me you don't find other guys hot!" I further explained, nearly laughing.
Lenny suddenly smiled. I knew he now understood.
"Okay," Lenny conceded. "I'll never do anything with another guy as long as you're my boyfriend, and you agree to do the same?" Lenny suggested.
"Now gimme a kiss!" I very excitedly exclaimed. I hadn't kissed Lenny since that morning at breakfast and I was craving his lips to be on mine badly.
"AHEM!" someone cleared their throat in the same room.
To me, Lenny and I had only been kissing a minute. But my mom now stood at the entryway to the living room. I hadn't realized Lenny and I moved while we were making out. We had started out sitting on the love seat facing each other. Now I was sitting with Lenny straddling my lap and leaning down to me to kiss.
"Why are you home so early?" I asked my mom.
"It's five-thirty," answered my mom.
Wow, I can get so lost in the passion between Lenny and me. Two hours had gone by just like that!
"Wow," Lenny whispered as he got off my lap. "Time sure can fly! Damn, your lips shouldn't taste so..."
"I was thinking the same thing!"
"Your grounded til Monday, Ty!" my mom scolded.
"What!? That's four days!" I incredulously complained.
"Two days for disobeying our rules (about Lenny), one day for not doing your homework like your brother is, and one day for not doing your chores!" my mom explained angrily.
"Curtis is home?" I asked more confused.
My mom's angered expression became more angry. "He's in the kitchen doing his homework!" she yelled. "Leonard, go home!"
It meant business when she or dad called my Lenny 'Leonard'!
Lenny swiftly gave me a quick peck on the lips, grabbed his backpack and left through the kitchen. I heard him greet my brother in the kitchen.
"I don't wanna hear it!" my mom nearly shouted in exasperation.
"Hear what?" I asked bewildered.
My mom looked at me bemused. "You're not gonna argue with me?" she asked expectantly.
"Argue about what?"
"Your punishment," my mom all but explained.
"I was more passionate with Lenny than what I'm apparently allowed, I forgot about both my homework and chores. So I'm grounded. At least I got some jacking off material for tonight!"
"ARGH!" my mom screamed in disgust.
"Did I say that out loud?" I asked with a laugh.
"Go clean the kitchen like you were supposed to! You'll be doing your homework over the weekend!" my mom said in frustration.
I was in the middle of doing my science homework when I heard a tapping on my bedroom window. I looked. It was Lenny and I smiled big. I excitedly ran to the window and opened it.
"Hey, I just couldn't not see you tonight," Lenny cooed as his hands grabbed my neck lightly, lovingly.
"I didn't even hear you landing on the roof!"
"It took me forever, in order to be quiet so your parents don't catch us! It hurt a little but I doubted I'd be able to sleep tonight without seeing you first."
My heart warmed and expanded in my chest after hearing Lenny's words of affection. Before I formulate a response in my head, Lenny closed the distance between our faces. More specifically, our lips. Every time our lips met, I saw the sun rise behind my eyelids. I saw fireworks shooting like crazy. I saw rainbow after rainbow being formed. I saw stars shooting from their original spots in the night sky. Gay, I know.
"I gotta get my homework done," I said as I reluctantly brought our make-out session to a halt.
"Mind if I stay and watch?" Lenny asked with a grin.
"You wanna watch me do my science homework?" I asked astonished, almost laughing.
"Anything to stay at your side as long as I can tonight."
That Lenny did. As I worked on my science homework lying on my frontside on my bed, Lenny laid on his side, gazing at me as I worked. Every so often, Lenny would run a finger on my face or in my hair or my arm or my back. It was distracting. And it was making TJR swell. But I persisted against my urges, I continued to complete my homework.
Once I had my homework completed, I closed my science book and quickly brought me lips to Lenny's. No sooner that that happened, there was a knock at me door. Lenny and I both panicked. But I gently pushed Lenny to hide under the bed. A split second after Lenny got under my bed, my mom entered my room.
"Hey, you done your homework?" she asked gently.
"Yep! I was just about to pack it all up for tomorrow!" I said, maybe with a little too much enthusiasm, as I grabbed my messenger bag off the floor.
"Okay, I was just checking on you." she was about to leave but she said just about out the door, "You know I love you."
"I know." I replied coyly.
My mom arched an eyebrow in amusement and asked, "And?"
"Thank you...?" I played dumb, trying to suppress my laughter.
"Good night, Ty," my mom said with amusement as she closed my door.
"I love you!" I called after my door shut.
"That was frikkin close," Lenny said as got up off the floor.
Lenny was moving to kiss me again but I moved my head away.
"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked worriedly.
"Nothing, just let me pack up first," I replied as I moved my books from my bed into my bag.
Lenny laid down on my bed as I placed my school books and notebooks into the bag. As soon I put my bag down on the floor against my bed, Lenny grabbed my hand and pulled me to lay on the bed right up close to himself. We immediate initiated another make-out session. I tried my best to pay attention to everything going on to and around me. Lenny's hands gently and lovingly ran over my body and legs and hair. He paid more attention to my hair. His hand and fingers worked through it almost on their own it seemed. Then, unexpectedly, Lenny forced me to lie on my back as he hoisted himself up and laid his upper body on my own. All the while, his hand massaged my body and the other caressed my hair. I then thought about using my hands. But, when that came, I realized my hands were already clinging to Lenny's body. I decided I wanted to take things a little step further. I placed both my hands on Lenny's hips as we kissed ferociously. I ran up my hands up and under his shirt. As soon my hands hit the skin of Lenny's sides, electricity shot through my hands, up my arms and into my head. Pure ecstasy. Lenny moaned through our kiss, it seemed involuntary. Lenny's grip on my body and hair went tighter as my hands explored further up his shirt.
"Do you mind if we french kiss?" Lenny asked really breathlessly when we broke the kiss.
"Umm, sure, we could use the practice."
Without awaiting for further response from me, Lenny resumed our lip-lock. When I got back into it, I felt something wet and warm touch my lips slightly. Lenny's tongue. I opened my mouth. When I felt Lenny's tongue touch mine, I shivered. It was the most amazing shiver that passed through my body. After maybe ten minutes of french kissing, I realized my cock was once again hard from the closeness and the lips of Lenny, and Lenny was grinding his own erect member against mine as we made out. Then, I realized, from the grinding, my cock was beginning to feel really good!
"MMMMMM!" Lenny moaned hard in our kiss as his body shuddered.
His shuddering caused his cock to press tighter on mine and that caused my cock to erupt in my pants. My grip on Lenny's skin in his shirt became ragged.
Lenny moved his face from my own just a few inches as he stared intently into my eyes. A grin was plastered on his face.
"I ejaculated just from being pressed against you!" Lenny excitedly whispered, breathless as ever.
"I kind of figured. Caused me to cum in my pants!" I told Lenny with a small laugh.
"That's so hot! I got a mess to clean when I go home."
We laid there on my bed in a comfortable silence, looking intently into each other's eyes.
"God, your eyelashes!" Lenny cooed as his thumb massaged my temple.
Then I realized my hands were still under Lenny's shirt, holding onto his ribs lightly.
"Sorry," I apologized as I was about to removed my hands from my boyfriend's body.
"Mmm, I like them there!" Lenny complained.
Lenny placed his free hand under my shirt and held onto my waist.
"I'll hold you and you'll hold me!" Lenny excitedly suggested.
I readily and happily agreed. My hands weren't yet totally out from Lenny's shirt, but I placed them back onto his ribs as Lenny's lips connected with mine once again.
"I don't want to go, but I have to," Lenny complained after breaking the kiss and staring into my eyes.
"I don't want you to go, but you have to."
Lenny and I laughed at that repetition. But a thought sent that happiness away quickly.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Lenny when he noticed the sudden change in my mood.
"Can-can I ask you s-something?" I nervously stuttered.
"I'm gonna ask this again because I didn't get a clear answer," I was procrastinating because I didn't know how Lenny felt about the issue.
"Ty, just spit it out," Lenny laughed.
"My parents know I'm gay. And they know you're gay. I was planning to tell my friends about it sometime in the beginning of this school year."
"Oh, that," Lenny said awkwardly, nervously. "I don't have a problem with telling our friends. Just as long as we come out to my parents first."
"And when do plan to do that?" I asked almost impatiently, but cautiously.
"I don't know," Lenny said, a hint of impatience as well. "What's the rush anyways?"
"I'm not rushing. But it's eating at me. I'm gonna be unhappy the longer it goes on," I said above a whisper.
"It's just that I'm afraid, Ty," Lenny said ashamed.
"And you don't think I'm afraid?" I asked incredulously, but quietly. "Curtis pretty much was an ass to me when I came out to my family. That caused me to think about suicide once! But if I stay in the closet, I'm gonna die in here!" I shouted, pointing to my heart, losing my composure.
It was at that moment that I realized tears were welling in my eyes, then one tear fell down my cheek. I wiped that tear off my face and laid down on my bed in misery. My parents came rushing into my room. I guess they heard my little outburst. They looked shocked to see Lenny standing beside my bed with tears in his eyes, and me lying in my bed with tears falling from my eyes.
"Lenny and I were talking about coming out to his friends and his parents," I explained in a hoarse voice, trying not to sob.
Lenny came to me and laid down in front of me. He grabbed my glasses off my face and reached behind him to put them down on the bedside table.
"Just give me a couple weeks, please?" Lenny pled, his eyes wet and red with tears.
"Boys," my mom began but I cut her off.
"Can Lenny stay with me? Please? I need him," I asked, very emotionally.
"But--" my mom began again but my dad cut her off.
"Just for tonight," my dad warned.
My mom had a look that was half pissed and half sympathetic. They both left my room before closing the door.
"I promise, just a couple weeks and I'll let you help me to tell my parents," Lenny said, trying his best to put a smile on his face. Since we were both so emotional, Lenny smile looked horrible. But Lenny held my hands in his own.
"I'm sorry," I whispered, broken.
"Don't be. I should've known how you felt. I've felt the same but the fear in me is protesting. But if I feel the way I do about you, then I should not have any objections."
Lenny and I made out for another ten minutes before we decided it was time for bed. We slept in our clothes, with my blanket covering us.
"Hey," my mom said quietly the next morning, waking me up. "You okay?" she asked softly.
I opened my eyes groggily. I took a minute to take in my surroundings. I felt Lenny spooned up against my back. I felt his arm around my waist as we lay in my bed. I felt his regular breathing on my neck as he continued to sleep. I felt my heart expand and flutter at the position we were both in.
"Are you alright?" my mom asked, growing concerned that I hadn't yet answered her previous question.
"I'm good," I replied, a smile etching on my face.
"What happened last night?" my mom asked cautiously.
I took this time to look at my mom. I mean really look at her. I saw her before, but I was sleepy. She looked pretty as always, Her make-up was done up as natural as it could look, the way she liked it on her. Her tiny nose stud innocently placed on her right nostril. Her chandelier earrings of sterling silver hung delicately from her ear lobes. Her long, wavy hair all hung over her left shoulder. She wore a blue strapless tube shirt. She was more than likely going to wear a jacket over that. She was also kneeling on floor right beside my side of the bed.
"I talked to Lenny about coming out to our friends," I explained.
"Oh?" my mom asked a bit shocked. "What did he say?"
"He got a little upset, his fear I guess," I whispered back. "But he said he wants my help to come out to his parents in a couple of weeks before telling our friends."
"Good," my mom said quietly with a smile. "I really don't want you in a secret relationship, it'll be too hard."
"How do you think Nate and Mags will react?" I asked concerned.
My mom's countenance was unreadable. It worried me.
"I really don't know, baby," my mom answered uneasily. "Mags never really cared for Martin and Vince. Mind you, she wasn't a bitch to them, but neither was she a friend."
"What time is it?" I asked after a second of silence.
"It's just a minute before seven." she responded as she looked at her wrist watch. "You are just sweating!" she admonished loudly.
Lenny twitched slightly as he woke from my mom's little alarm. I finally realized that it was uncomfortably hot from sleeping fully clothed and with a blanket. I was sweating profusely, as was Lenny. I could feel my jeans and shirt clinging to my damp skin. I could also feel whatever clothes of Lenny's touching me clinging to me as well. I swiftly pulled the blanket off both Lenny and me. I immediately felt the room temperature cool against my clothes and exposed skin. It felt heavenly.
"Holy jeez!" my mom cried as a hand masked her mouth and nose. "You boys are ripe!" she cried more as she retreated my bedroom, leaving my bedroom door open.
"Morning," Lenny said groggily, but I could hear the smile on his face, as he gently rolled me over onto my back so that he could see my face.
"Morning," I said back, with the same smile, as I brought my face into his for a kiss.
"Lenny, you shower first!" my mom called as she appeared back at my doorway.
"We have school in an hour," I informed Lenny after licking my lips after kissing his god-given lips. "You should shower."
Lenny and I both climbed out of bed. I started to remove my sticky, sweaty shirt from my body. Lenny whistled behind me appreciatively as he watched my shirt leaving my body. I smiled as I unbuttoned my jeans. Before removing my jeans, I turned around to face Lenny. He was not doing anything but staring at me as I undressed.
"Go shower!" I mock-scolded Lenny, pointing out my bedroom door, trying to suppress my laughter.
"Just, slowly pull your pants down before I go," Lenny pleaded jokingly. "Okay, I'll shower!" Lenny exclaimed laughing when he noticed how stern I looked.
When Lenny departed my bedroom, I removed all my clothes, placed my glasses on my face and wrapped a towel around my waist. I made my way down to the kitchen to get something to drink. When I finished my glass of orange juice, Curtis had just walked into the kitchen in his shorts and tee. He looked like he wanted to sleep longer.
"Hey," Curtis greeted sleepily as he poured himself a glass of juice. "What happened last night? I heard you shout once."
"Lenny and I were talking. We ended up in tears."
"Wanna talk about it?" he asked, still sounding tired.
"I talked this morning with mom, but thanks."
"Mind if I asked what you guys talked about?" he asked timidly.
"Coming out to our friends."
"He doesn't want to?" he asked timidly again.
"I don't think he wants to but I'm not gonna be in a relationship behind closed door. So he said to give him a couple weeks."
The way Curtis was looking at me. It was like he thought I was controlling Lenny or something.
"I'm not pressuring Lenny," I nearly shouted.
"I never said anything!" Curtis said back defensively.
"You didn't have to!"
"Sorry! It's just the way it sounded."
"If Lenny doesn't want to tell anybody, that's his decision. But I won't stay in a relationship that's secret. It'll kill me. Besides, Lenny said he wants to tell his friends, he's just afraid."
"Where's mom anyways?" Curtis asked, making us both realize she's not in the kitchen like normal.
"I don't know," I answered honestly. "Maybe she's in the office."
"Everybody!" Francis called everybody's attention as he approached.
I stood at a tree with all my friends that morning waiting for the bell to ring for the start of the school day. With him, were two new kids; one boy and one girl. They looked related.
"These are Sam and Jamie, twins," Francis introduced them to us. "I met them on the bus. It's their first day here."
Everyone said their welcomes and shook their hands.
"Samantha or Samuel?" I asked, confused about who was who.
"I'm Samuel," the boy replied shyly. "But just Sam."
"You guys transferred this early in the year?" Clair, one of our new friends, asked.
"We actually moved to town last week," the girl, Jamie, answered. "Our dad said we didn't have to start school until next week, but we got bored."
I took the time to notice the male specimen who stood before us. He looked too tall to be thirteen. But a growth spurt could explain that. He had a military-style crew cut black hair. His large green eyes stood out wonderfully. His slim, straight nose complimented his face exceptionally. When he smiled, I noticed his teeth were crooked, but not in the usual crooked way. Instead, his upper canine teeth stuck out a little further than his front teeth, making him appear vampiric. Holy God... he was sexy. Then his face turned to his twin sister. A single zit was on his nice, tanned face. And that zit.... IT DID ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO TAKE AWAY ANYTHING FROM HIS ATTRACTIVENESS!
I looked to my left, where Lenny sat beside me. Maybe we sat a little too close but nobody looked to be suspecting anything. So anyways, Lenny was scrutinizing Sam much like the way I had been a second ago. I felt a twinge of jealously. I smiled and leaned in to his ear.
"I'm a little jealous he's being eyeballed by you," I whispered good-heartedly.
"You ain't got nothin' to worry about," Lenny assured me.
I wasn't worried.
I noticed Jamie had been watching Lenny and I. She looked slightly amused. She then turned and answered whatever question Carla asked her. Sam was conversing with John, Kevin, Gary. Stephen, Noah, and Francis. After a while, all conversation came a silence. Most of us were now sitting in the shade of the tree while Sam, Jamie and Sophie stood.
"Je pense que ces deux sont des couples," Jamie informed her brother as she indicated at me and Lenny through the corner of her eye. (I think those two are a couple.)
That got my attention. My stomach tightened involuntarily.
To Be Continued...
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