Date: Thu, 9 Nov 2000 15:55:52 -0800 (PST) From: Brew Maxwell Subject: Twin Spin, Part 2, Chapter 12 Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The story contains graphic descriptions of sex between men, and anyone who is forbidden by law to read such material must exit the story now. The characters have unprotected sex, as characters safely can in fiction. Reality, obviously, is another matter entirely. This story is being posted to the Nifty Archive for the enjoyment of its readers. It may not be posted or distributed by any other medium without the written permission of the author. Other works by the author in the Nifty Archive include "Unusual Christmas" and the series Nick's Adventures, both in bisexual/high school; "First Mate" and "Twin Spin" in gay/incest; The Dancer and Call-Boy Journal in gay/encounters; "My First Year with Kevin" in gay/high school; and "From Slave to Houseboy" in gay/authoritarian. This story is a continuation of "Twin Spin," and you might find that some of the references make more sense if you've read the first part. E-mail comments are always welcome. Twin Spin, Part 2 Chapter 12 That Sunday night was really a watershed for my boys. They skipped school the next day, and I called them in as being sick so they wouldn't have to face detention or other disciplinary actions. I said I was their father, and the lady I talked to believed me without so much as a question mark in her tone. I really don't know what they did that day, but it seemed to heal all the wounds that had occurred since the previous summer. Brian started paying more attention to Midnight, and that pleased Kevin. Kevin started coming home to study and to write his journal after that. Now and then they would sleep with one another, but, for the most part, they were in their own rooms when I bothered to check on them. Brian got accepted at Duke without Tom's having to donate a building, as Kevin had predicted he'd have to do. Kevin got accepted to UNCA, which turned out to be quite a good school. Both boys were National Merit Scholars, and Tom's company gave each of them a $2,000.00 scholarship as the children of an employee. Duh. Kevin stopped wearing his nipple ring because it started hurting him (probably from too much attention from girlfriends). Kevin got more and more interested in horses and in riding competitively. It was obvious to everyone who saw him and Misty together that they loved one another. Being a natural athlete, Kevin did very well in horse competitions. Tom surprised us all by starting to see a lady. She was a doctor in Mike's practice. She had never married, and she was a wonderful person. The boys loved her from the start, and they would gladly accept her as their step-mother, should it develop into that for them. Time would tell. Mike passed his national boards in December with flying colors, and he passed the ones in May with equally high scores. He was a full-fledged, board-certified endocrinologist. He and I continued to grow closer together. After graduation in late May, I took Kevin and Brian on a trip to the beach. My plans had been to move in with Mike after they finished school, and that trip would be our last time to be together the way it had been before. "This has been quite a year, hasn't it," Kevin said, as we drove down the Interstate headed to Destin, Florida. "It's hard for me to believe it's only been a year, but I think I moved into the house in New Orleans this weekend last year," I said. "I know. I think we've all grown up quite a bit," Brian added. "Does anybody wish we could start the year all over?" "Shit, no. I don't," Kevin said. "I mean, I love pain and mental anguish as much as the next guy, but I'm thrilled to fucking death that the year is behind me." Brian and I laughed at that remark. "Maybe we could do it over without the pain and mental anguish this time," Brian said. "How could that be," Kevin asked. "That's what made me grow up, Huck." "I know, but let me have my fantasy." "That's what got us into trouble in the first place," Kevin said. After a long pause, Brian said, "Do you ever think about me, Kevin?" "Do I ever think about you? Of course I do. What a dumbass question." "No, I meant in a sexual way," Brian replied. "We haven't done anything in months. I'm curious." I figured if they could talk about this stuff in front of me as openly as they were doing, they trusted me totally and completely. "Sometimes," Kevin said softly. "Like when," Brian asked. "Like right now," Kevin replied. "Other times, too, I guess." "What are you thinking right now," Brian insisted. "Jesus, Brian. Give me a fucking break, man." "Are you embarrassed to talk about this," Brian asked. "Brian, it's obvious Kevin is uncomfortable talking about it. Shut up about it, okay," I said. "He's embarrassed because he's straight and he thinks straight guys can't think about other guys in a sexual way," Brian said. "I know straight guys can think about other guys sexually, Brian. Dr. Spaulding and I went over that a hundred times. I just don't feel like talking about it is all. Can't we change the subject?" Kevin hadn't really sounded annoyed until he made that statement. "Are we getting a little pissed off," Brian asked. "Goddamn it, Brian. I know what you're doing, so just stop," Kevin said more forcefully. "Oh, yeah, little brother? And just what am I doing?" "You're teasing me, Brian, and I don't feel like being teased, okay? At least not about that." "Why not about that," Brian asked. God, I thought, what is up with Brian today? He was always the more sensitive of the two to other people's feelings, and there he was tormenting Kevin. "Okay, Brian, since you're obviously not going to give up, I'll tell you what I know you want to hear, okay? And then will you shut the fuck up about it?" "Okay," Brian replied. "I think about you sexually often. Not every day, but certainly every few days. What we used to do started out as just curiosity between us. Then, when we tried some stuff, it felt really good, so we kept it up. But you know what happened, Brian?" "No. What?" "At some point, Brian, having sex with you turned into making love to you. I was in love with you, Brian. There. I said it. That's what you wanted to hear, isn't it?" "But you aren't any more, right?" "Right." "But you still love me, don't you," Brian asked. "You know I love you, Brian. You are my best friend, the person I'd save before I saved myself. Yes, I love you, and you fucking know it. So what's the point of all of this?" "You love me but you're not *in* love with me, is that what you're saying," Brian insisted. "Jesus Christ! Yes, Brian. Yes. I love you, but I'm not *in* love with you anymore. I was once in love with you and wanted to stay the way we were forever. Now I love you, and I love John, and I love Dad, and I love Chuck. I love the whole fucking world, but I love you the most. And I always will." "Okay. That's what I thought," Brian said. When Brian said that, I couldn't stay out of it any longer. "Why the hell have you been doing this to him, Brian? That's not like you." "It's more like him than you think, John," Kevin said. He was in the back seat, and Brian was in the passenger seat next to me. "Is he right," I asked Brian. "Yep," Brian replied. "He wanted me to say that in front of you, J. He knew it would be very hard for me to do, but he also knew that if I could say it, that my identity thing was over. Am I right, Brian?" "You're dead right, Huck. You couldn't be any righter." "Dear Jesus," I said, "deliver me from twin spin." The End EPILOGUE I don't see Brian and Kevin nearly as much as I used to these days. Mike and I are still together after more than a year, and we've been talking off and on about some kind of public commitment ceremony. Mike and I are very much part of the Finch family for important occasions like birthdays and the holidays, but we're living our lives together apart from them. Brian and Rudy made it through the first semester of Brian's freshman year at Duke, but they broke up shortly after they returned to school from the holidays. They're still very close friends, and Brian remained his roommate through the rest of that school year. Brian met a young man from New Orleans (No, the boy didn't go to Colton. He went to a private co-ed school called Newton.), and they've been dating for almost a year. They plan to share an apartment when Brian is a junior. Kevin has a girlfriend. They've been together for about eight months, and, by all accounts, they're in love. I've met her several times, and she's gorgeous. She's from Asheville and loves horses as much as Kevin does. Kevin insists he's still a smoker, but I haven't seen him smoke more than two or three cigarettes in all the times I've seen him since he graduated. In fact, the last time we had lunch together, he didn't smoke at all. Go figure. He got the dye tattoo removed from his arm, as Brian had done earlier, but he got a very small real tattoo of a dragon right above his pubic bush. You can probably see it when he wears a bikini. Chuck and Calvin are still doing well. There's some talk about reorganizing Finch, Inc. and moving Calvin back to New Orleans to head up that portion of the company. Chuck and Calvin are always at every event I'm invited to, but I doubt that Chuck has much work to do looking after Kevin and Tom. Tom and Eleanor, his doctor lady-friend, are still an item. Tom gave me a great job in his company, and I have release time to take classes and to study. He told me that putting up with his sons for a year had earned me a special place in his heart and at Finch. From the looks of things, Brian and Kevin will lead charmed lives. They're as close as two people can be, I think, without actually being married. In fact, they're closer than a lot of married couples. They're wonderful boys, and my life has been enriched enormously by knowing them. Thanks for reading their story. It's over now, but there will always be twin spin. John Prescott