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Christopher's Story

Copyright 2002 Eric Draven®

Chapter Eight

   "He's just a hard ass, Chris," said Evan.  We were sitting in what was now our room for the time being and I had asked him about James.

    "But why?" I asked, still trying to learn why James was always so rude.

    "Because he can be, Chris," replied Evan.  "I don't know what his game plan is on this, but if I were you, I'd be very careful around James. Tell Tommy and Alex that, too."

    "Maybe he misses Alex's blowjobs," I said quietly.

    "And that's another thing," he said.  "Until the night that we stayed over there together, I didn't even know that was going on. But I don't recall seeing James suck anyone's dick. No, he called you a cocksucker, didn't he?"

    "Yeah, he did," I said, remembering the look on his face and the tone of his voice when he'd said it.

    "Why would you even consent to hang out with a boy like James, Chris?" he asked.

    "Maybe he isn't as bad as we think," I said, hoping that was the case.  

    "What?" he asked, sarcastically.  "He's just misunderstood?"

    "Evan," I said.

    "No, Chris," he stopped me.  "James is bad news. I hate to say that about my best friend's little brother, but believe me, its true. He's always in trouble with their dad, and he gets into trouble at school, too. You boys hang out with him at school, and you'll all be in trouble, too."

    "Alex doesn't get into trouble at school," I protested.

    "Its a miracle that he doesn't with James as his friend," said Evan.  "Now can we please go to sleep?"

    That had been the end of my talk with Evan about James.  I really wanted to believe that James wasn't as bad as he made him out to be, but all of my personal experience with the boy wasn't doing anything to help me.  I just wanted to know what I could do to get through his rude exterior.  I was convinced that there was more to him than what he let us all see.

    School had started, and, true to his word, James had become part of our "group".  He seemed to be trying to treat everyone with at least a little respect.  I just didn't know if it was genuine or if we would soon see his true colors again.  I hoped that this new side of him was the real him, but I wasn't holding my breath.

    Tommy didn't seem particularly thrilled with James either.  The two of them often got into arguments over the most stupid things.  Tommy was stubborn to a fault, and James was just as bull headed as Tommy.  Alex and I often ignored them as we walked the halls of the school.  Teachers, however, never ignored their arguments.

    Just as Evan had predicted, Tommy got into trouble almost daily for arguing with James.  Tommy's parents were furious with him for getting into trouble at school, and he was grounded more times than not.  It was turning out to be a very weird school year.

    Thankfully, I was distracted when I was home.  Kyle and Josh were there almost every day working on the upstairs, and I would sit for hours watching Josh work.  I just couldn't get over how good looking he was.  I was vaguely aware that he might think I was weird for staring at him all the time, but I didn't care.  Whenever he looked at me, he smiled, so I didn't think he minded the attention.

    I wished that there was some way that I could see him naked, but Evan and I had both begun to wear clothes again now that Kyle and Josh were always there.  Dad had gotten over the fact that Evan and I were usually naked around the house.  It had taken lots of talking with Evan, but Dad had finally come around.  He said he didn't think it was so bad as long as no one was there.  Evan told me that when the house was finished, he'd work on dad some more, and then Tommy, Alex and James could go naked when they were at our house, too.

    I wasn't so sure that I wanted the other boys to be naked in my house all the time.  Alex was a distraction with clothes on.  With him naked all the time, I would never get anything done! Next to Josh, Alex was the most attractive boy I knew.

    Then, the strangest thing happened.  Evan and Cole were both going away for the weekend with their classmates on some kind of trip.  Tommy was grounded again for being sent to detention four times in one week, and Alex's family was going to visit relatives for the weekend.  Kyle and Josh were given the weekend off to enjoy themselves, and that left me alone in the house with Dad.  He rarely came out of his den anymore, so I would be all alone basically.  I was trying to accept the fact that I was going to have a very boring weekend when James called.

    He asked if he could spend the weekend with me, and before I really thought about it, I agreed.  I asked my dad, and he said he thought it was a good idea, so James was at my house within an hour with a bag of clothes and a stack of video games.

    "I'm glad your dad said I could stay this weekend," he said when we were in my room.  "My dad was going to make me clean the entire house!"

    Remembering the state of the downstairs of that house from when I'd spent the night, I didn't think it would be too hard to keep it clean.  I almost said something about it, but I thought better of it.  I knew that he would have something smart to say, and I didn't want to start out with an argument.

    "Well, what do you want to do?" I asked finally.  "Movies, games or computer?"

    "Why don't we play a game," he said, pointing to the stack of video games he'd brought with him.

    So for at least two hours we played video games.  He was very good, and I really had to concentrate to make sure that he didn't cream me in every one of them.  I beat him twice, but I think he might have let me.  Knowing him the way I do, though, I doubt it.  But we did have fun playing the video games.

    Then we decided to eat.   My dad ordered a pizza and James and I watched television until it got there.   My dad only came out of the den long enough to pay for the pizza and take a few slices for himself, and then he went back to the den.

    "Does your dad spend any time with you guys?" asked James as soon as the door to the den was closed.

    "He works a lot," I explained.  "What about your dad?"

    "He can't work all the time," James said, ignoring my question.

    "Well, he likes his privacy," I said.  "He is out of the den more when it is just us."

    "So, he doesn't like it when your friends stay over?" he asked.

    "No, I didn't say that," I replied.  "He just gives us our space when we have friends over."

    "Cool," he said.  "Let's go get on the net."

    We went back upstairs, and I let James surf the net for a while.  I sat in the chair beside him and watched what he was doing.  He checked out a lot of the same sites that I usually go to, but then he went to a site that was completely different from any that I'd logged onto before.

    There were pictures of men in various poses and states of undress.  I must admit that the pictures were nice to look at, but I couldn't believe that James had gone to this site.  He'd always been so adamant about not doing anything sexual to a guy.

    "Why did you go to this site?" I asked.  My curiosity was getting the better of me.

    "I like to look at this site," he said.  "Besides, I want to show you a specific picture."

    He clicked on a few different links, and then a picture appeared on the screen.  I know my mouth dropped open, and my eyes bugged out.  The guy in the picture was a very good looking guy.   He had blonde hair that was cut very close on the sides of his head and got longer on the top.  His eyes were as blue as Alex's eyes, and the look on his face was stern.

    His body was smooth and muscular, and his nipples were large and dark.  He was sitting on a work bench.   His naked body was oiled and it shined.  His dick was big.  It was very big.  I just couldn't take my eyes off of it for a moment, but the fact that he was so good looking wasn't what had me so shocked.  It wasn't the size of his dick that did it, either.  What had my mouth hanging open was the fact that I knew the guy in this picture.  I had only met him twice in my life, but I knew him all right.   This was James's father!

    I couldn't believe it.   James's dad was on a porn site on the net! I stared at James.  I didn't know what to say to him.  I had a million questions, but I knew that it would be rude to just start babbling them all at once.  If he wanted to explain this to me, he would.   I had no right to pry the information out of him.

    Looking back at the picture, I was shocked all over again.  What I didn't see the first time was the words at the bottom of the screen.  It said his name and gave his stats.  He was listed as gay and in a committed relationship with a great guy.  The link beside this was to his lover.  This was just too much.  I watched as James clicked that link.  Then, I knew my mouth dropped to the floor.

    On the screen in front of me was the object of my desire for the last three weeks.  He lay on a bed covered with a cream colored satin sheet.  I knew every detail of his face by heart.   Those sexy eyebrows and brown eyes were staring back at me from my computer screen.   His chest and stomach were hairless, just like I knew they were from the times when he took off his shirt in my presence.  His tan line was where what I hadn't seen before was revealed.

    Right there before my eyes was what I'd secretly wished to see.  His hand was wrapped around his dick, almost completely hiding his balls from view.  His dick was hard, and I could see the veins running all around it.  It shined as though from an inner light, and I couldn't believe I was looking at it.  James's father's lover was Josh.

    "James," I said.

    "Yeah, that was my father," he said, confirming what I already knew.  "This is his lover, Josh."

    "He works on the house with Kyle," I whispered.

    "I know," he replied.  "I wanted to show you these."

    "Why?" I asked.

    "Because I wanted you to know why I don't talk about my father," he said quietly.

    "Because he's gay?" I asked.

    "No," he said.  "I don't care that he's gay. That's not it."

    "Why?" I asked, confused more than ever.  What was it about homosexuality that made James so angry? I didn't understand.

    "My father is a porn star," he replied.  "So is Josh. They get paid to fuck men on video, Chris. They're nothing but glorified whores."

    I didn't know what to say.  Josh, a porn star? I couldn't believe it.  But he was right there on my screen.  The site was advertising porn stars and their rates.  I wondered what that meant, but I wasn't about to ask.  I didn't want to know anything more about it.   Josh was a porn star.  That was the plain and simple truth.

    "So this is why you don't like gay people," I said.

    "What?" he asked.  "I never said I didn't like gay people, Chris. I just don't like my dad and Josh."

    "But you called me . . ."

    "I'm sorry for that," he said.  "I was a dick. I have no problem with gay people at all."

    "Does Cole know this?" I asked.

    "He knows that Dad is gay, but I don't think he knows about this," he said.  "I found it by mistake a while back."

    We were both quiet for a while.  I wondered why he'd shown me this.  At first, I thought he'd somehow known that I was attracted to Josh, and he just wanted to shoot me down.  That wasn't the case, though.  I could see real anguish in his eyes.  He really didn't like his father for this.

    I didn't know what to think about it.  Personally, I didn't think anything about porn or the stars that were involved.  They were just guys on a screen that I couldn't touch.  That was no longer the case.  These were guys that I knew.  I still didn't think they were dirty or wrong for doing what they did.  They were still the same guys that I knew them to be.  So they were involved in porn.

    James evidently had some strong issues with his father's career.  It explained a lot about him, actually.   It explained why he was so hesitant to suck a dick.  It didn't explain why he was so rude to Alex all the time, but I figured that was just his personality.  This had nothing to do with that.  James was just James.

    How strange it would be to look at Josh's smiling face after seeing this.  He would be back to work on the house on Monday, and he would probably still be here when I came home from school.   How would I look at him? What would I say to him? I couldn't just walk up to him and blurt out that I'd found his picture on the net.  That wasn't the way to do it.   I did want to let him know that I knew about it, though.

    I wanted to talk to Evan so bad.

Well guys, there's Chapter 8.  It's short, but I think it's complete.   If you have any questions or comments about it, just email me.  Chapter 9 will be in soon!