Date: Fri, 20 Jul 2012 22:23:27 -0700 From: B.E. Kelley Subject: A night in autumn chapter 7 This story is a work of FICTION. The events described are my own invention. Any similarities to actual events or persons are strictly coincidental. The author retains the copyright, and any other rights, to this original story. You may not publish it or any part of it without my explicit authorization. This story contains depictions of consensual sexual acts between teenage males. It is intended for mature audiences only. If you find this type of material offensive or if you are under the legal age to read said material; please proceed no further. Comments are always welcome at: hailcaesar2011@hotmail.com A Night in Autumn, Chapter 7 "I think the words you were looking for are, `Hi mom, hi dad, I missed you,'" Dad smiled. "Right, no, of course I missed you," I stuttered, then hugged my dad, "I'm just surprised is all." "That's my fault," said mom, as she hugged me and gave me a kiss on the cheek, "Your dad wanted to call and warn you but I thought a surprise would be nice." "How do you do, I'm Jack Shaunesy, this is my wife Caroline," said dad, extending his hand to the Sutherlands. "Sorry, uh, mom, dad, this is my uh, best friend Bobby and his mom and dad, Mr. and Mrs. Sutherland," I was still a little to shocked for polite manners and conversation. "It's so nice to meet you," said Mrs. Sutherland, "Rory speaks so fondly of you." Bobby and I traded a look while our parents talked, the sudden appearance of my mom and dad could mean anything, and Bobby seemed to know we needed some time alone. "Hey mom, dad, can you take me over to my dorm, you guys need to get going if you want to avoid the traffic on the way home," said Bobby. I thanked the Sutherlands for having me for Thanksgiving and then we said our goodbyes, they assured me that I was welcome anytime and made me promise that I would visit again soon. I told Bobby that I'd call him on his cell that night and then he headed out the door with his mom and dad. With that out of the way, my uncle suggested that I take my mom and dad into the living room so that we could catch up. They sat on the couch and I was alone with my parents for the first time in three months. "I still don't understand what you're doing here, I thought you were still in the Persian Gulf," I stated. "There's been a slight change in plans, my ship is still there, will be for another two months, but I was recalled to Washington," Dad explained. My mom took my dad's hand in hers; they traded smiles and then turned back to me. "Rory, sweetie, we have some exciting news. You're father's been promoted, he'll be working with the National Security Council, we're moving to Washington D.C.," mom smiled. "W-what, when?" I almost shouted, as I bolted out of my chair. "Immediately, I've been asked to serve as the naval attaché to the NSC and the job starts Monday," said Dad, "You're mom hired someone to pack up the house in Japan, we should be apartment hunting now but we wanted to come up and share the good news in person." "Good news? I-I-I," I stuttered, my mind was racing, I couldn't form the right words instead, I ran out of the room, out the front door and into the cold. "Is everything ok?" asked Uncle Derek, when my parents came into the foyer. "I don't know," said dad, still surprised, "We told Rory about moving to DC and he freaked out." "Uh, did you tell him that you guys were moving to DC and that he'd be finishing high school here with us?" said Uncle Derek. "No, he didn't give us a chance," said mom. "I think I know what the problem is," said Uncle Derek, "why don't we sit back down and talk?" "Shouldn't we go and look for Rory, it's freezing out there," said Dad. "Trust me Jack, he's a resourceful boy, he'll be fine," said Uncle Derek, "There are some things you need to know before you see him." Uncle Derek and Aunt Leslie sent the boys up stairs then joined mom and dad in the living room. "Can someone explain to me what's going on," said Dad, "I'm a little worried about my son out in all that snow." "Look, I think Rory just got upset when you talked about DC," Uncle Derek began. "We think its best that he finish high school here, but we didn't even get a chance to tell him," said Mom. "I know," said Uncle Derek, "I think he was afraid that you'd be taking him with you and well, he's had kind of a hard time since he came back from Japan." "Hard time? What happened?" said Dad. Uncle Derek and Aunt Leslie traded a look, than she gave him a reassuring pat on the knee. "It's ok, they're his parents," said Aunt Leslie. "Last year, Rory got really close with one of the students, a boy named Chad," Uncle Derek started, "When Rory got back from Japan, he found out that Chad wouldn't be returning for this academic year and he was miserable." "Well, that's understandable, he's just a boy, boy's can be sensitive about their friends," said mom. "It's a little more complicated than that, you see they weren't just friends," said Uncle Derek. "What are you getting at Derek?" said Dad. "The boy, Chad, he was, well, Rory's boyfriend," said Uncle Derek. "Yeah but that would me that Rory was g..., oh," said dad, as the meaning of what his brother had said became clear. "You mean to say that Rory is gay?" said Mom. "I didn't figure it out but Leslie and the boys are pretty sure," said Uncle Derek. "Oh," said mom and dad, practically together. Aunt Leslie and Uncle Derek were a little confused by my parents rather tame response, they'd been prepared for drama. "You guys don't seem surprised by this," said Uncle Derek. "There are some things that a mother knows about her son," said Mom, with a small smile. "That's what I told him," said Aunt Leslie. "Does Rory know that you know?" asked Uncle Derek. "We've never sat down and talked about it, we wanted to give him his space, we thought he'd tell us when he was ready. Does he know that you know?" Dad replied. "We were waiting for him to tell us to," Uncle Derek explained, "He's a good boy Jack, the twins look up to him, the other students respect him, he's a leader, you should be very proud of him." "Of course I'm proud of him, that's my boy you're talking about," dad smiled, "now, do you have any idea where he might have gone?" "I think I know, but there's one more thing," said Uncle Derek, "the boy that was here, Bobby, he's uh, Rory's uh..." Uncle Derek squirmed. "Boyfriend?" asked mom. "Yeah," Uncle Derek, replied. "Well, at least he's cute, our son has good taste," said Mom as she and dad traded a chuckle. "Anyway, I think Rory ran off because he finally got over losing Chad and now he's afraid you're going to take him away from Bobby," said Uncle Derek, still surprised at how well his brother, the Navy Captain was taking this news. "Well, we won't be taking him away, so where did he go?" asked Dad. When I ran out of the house, I knew exactly where I would go, somewhere safe, somewhere I didn't think anyone would find me, somewhere I could calm down and think. Tears were streaming down my face but it was so cold they practically froze before they fell from my cheeks. My teeth were chattering before I reached the academy boathouse. The boathouse would always hold a special place for me, it was the place where I asked Chad to be my boyfriend, and since he left me, I often come here when I'm sad, if for nothing more than just to think. The door was never locked and I let myself in, than climbed onto one of the sailboats and lie on the deck. I curled into the fetal position and let the tears flow, my heart hurt. I had loved Chad with all my heart and it was so hard to get over him, now I finally had and I was so happy with Bobby, I couldn't understand what forces were conspiring against me, so bent on making me miserable. I started to wonder, was this some kind of punishment? Was God doing this to me because he was angry about my being gay? I know it sounds irrational but I'm 15 and I was upset, cut me some slack. I lie there sobbing, until I heard the door creak open. "Rory, are you in here?" said Bobby. I popped my head up and spied Bobby standing in the door. As happy as I was to see him, my stomach lurched, he was so beautiful, so special, everything I could ever ask for in a boyfriend and now he was about to be taken away from me. Bobby saw the tears running down my cheeks so he hopped aboard and wrapped the blanket he'd brought with him around my shoulders. "What's the matter? What are you doing out here?" asked Bobby, "Its freezing." For a moment, all I could do was bury my face in his chest and cry. Bobby was patient and tender, he rubbed up and down my back, rocked slowly back and forth and when my body stopped shaking, he propped me up against the bulkhead. "H-how did you know I was here?" I stuttered. "I was unpacking, I saw you walking across the quad without your coat, I knew something was wrong," Bobby explained. Bobby took his coat off then got under the blanket with me. He pulled the coat over us, as an extra layer of protection from the cold, than he snuggled close. "My parents are moving to Washington," I sniffled, "They're going to take me with them." "Oh," was all Bobby managed to say. When I looked up, I had planned to ask if that was all he had to say about it, but I stopped myself when I discovered that he was crying too. "Don't cry Bobby, it just makes me feel worse," I sniffled. "I can't help it Rory, I love you, I don't want to lose you," he sniffled. "You're not going to lose me, I won't let that happen, we'll, we'll, I don't know, we'll run away together," I stated. "Rory, we can't do that," Bobby whined. "Sure we can, we'll just disappear, we'll go up to Canada or something," I explained. "Rory, be serious, I've run away before, it's not that easy," said Bobby. "Sorry, I forgot about that," I blushed. "Don't be embarrassed, I try to forget it to, I'd rather think I just woke up with my new family one day rather than think about my birth parents," Bobby explained. "I guess there is one other option." "What are you thinking?" asked Bobby. "I could tell my mom and dad about us," I replied. "You mean come out?" asked Bobby. "If that's what it takes," I replied. "Are you sure Rory, are you ready for that?" "I'm more ready for that then I am to lose you," I answered. "Yeah but what if that doesn't work, what if they still make you move?" asked Bobby. "Then I'll think of a plan B," I stated. "I'll go with you, if you want," said Bobby. "Thanks baby," I smiled, then gave him a soft kiss. "You've never called me that before," Bobby giggled, "Bitch a few times but never baby." "Hey you liked it when I called you that or I wouldn't have done it a second time," I laughed. "Yeah, but I think I like baby better," Bobby smiled. "Me to, baby." I kissed Bobby again, soft and gently. Our lips pressed against each other and I felt a little of his breath escape, then his lips parted and invited me in. I guided Bobby down on the deck and we lay side by side, our bodies pressed together while our tongues danced in each other's mouths. As I kissed my Bobby I somehow just knew that everything was going to be ok. Then there was a knock on the door, followed by a creak as it was opened. "Rory, its dad, are you in here?" I kissed Bobby one last time, took a deep breath, then sat up. "Yes sir, I'm here." "Hey son, oh, uh, hi Bobby," said dad. "Hi Captain Shaunesy," Bobby blushed. "Bobby, would you mind giving us a minute alone?" asked dad. Bobby looked at me, he had offered to stand by my side for this, but on reflection, I felt I had to do it alone. "It's ok," I told him. "Alright, I'll wait outside," said Bobby. Dad hauled himself aboard the boat and sat next to me. He was quiet at first, almost tentative, but then he put his arm around my shoulder. "I was going to tell you that your mom and I are moving to DC, we want you to stay here with Aunt Leslie and Uncle Derek until you finish school," said dad. "Really, you mean it?" I asked excitedly. "We want what's best for you Rory, and right now that's being here, this is an excellent school and it wouldn't be right for us to take you from it when you're doing so well," said Dad, "I was going to tell you that but you ran off." "Yeah, uh, I'm sorry about that," I blushed. "It's ok, I understand you were upset but you should know you can always talk to me," said dad. "I know, I really do dad, I just, you know how it is?" I answered. "Yeah, I get it," said dad. "Dad, there's something I want to tell you," I began. "I thought there might be," Dad winked. "Well, you know uh, Bobby?" I began. "I vaguely remember him, yes," dad smiled, I rolled my eyes. "Well, you see he uh, he and I, well uh, see, we're not just friends," I stumbled; my hands shook a little, until my dad took one in his. "It's ok son, you can tell me anything, there's nothing to be scared of," said dad, reassuringly. "He's, he's my boyfriend," I admitted, then braced myself. "I know," said dad. "Wait a minute, what?" I replied, my head snapping around to look at dad, my eyes locking on his face. "I know Rory, I know you're gay, I think I've always known," Dad admitted. "You have?" I asked, shocked. "I wasn't sure at first but you started getting older and you didn't show any interest in girls, well, that sort of led me to a conclusion," said dad. "I-I'm sorry," I said, surprising myself. "You don't have to be sorry, it's nothing to be sorry for," said dad. "So, you're not mad?" I asked. "No Rory, I'm not mad, I love you and I'm proud of you and I always will be," said dad. I was at a loss for words. I didn't think my father would hate me because I was gay but I was afraid he'd be disappointed. Instead, he pulled me tight against him and hugged me, he even smiled at me, I was so relieved that I felt tears welling in my eyes again, only this time they were happy tears. "Hey, it's ok sonny boy," said dad, "you don't have to cry." "I'm not sad," I explained, "it's just such a relief to tell you and not have you mad at me." Dad held me for a minute and then returned my smile when I dried my tears on my sleeve. "So, does mom know?" I asked. "Who do you think explained it to me?" dad laughed. "Oh," I replied. "Don't worry, she thinks your Bobby's cute," dad laughed, while I blushed. "Geez, does everyone know?" I blushed again. "Just your mom and I, oh, and your aunt and your uncle, maybe the twins," dad smiled. "Wow, I didn't think I was so faggy," I chuckled. "Don't say that Rory, that's not how we see you, we're your family, we know you, that's the only way we figured it out," said dad. "Oh, ok," I replied. "Come on, let's go back to the house where it's warm," dad smiled. "Ok, um, can I meet you there?" I asked, "I should walk Bobby back to his dorm." Dad smiled, ruffled my hair, then helped me climb out of the boat. We walked out and found Bobby waiting anxiously. Dad looked down at Bobby, gave him an approving smile, a pat on the shoulder and then he headed back toward the house. "What was that all about?" Bobby asked, looking puzzled. "Let's go back to your dorm, I'll explain everything," I smiled. As we walked back towards Bobby's room at Haines House, I explained everything that my dad and I had discussed. He wasn't as surprised as I was. "To be honest, I figured that's what would happen," said Bobby. "Yeah, well, I wasn't sure what he'd say," I admitted. "Yeah but I know you and you have a really good heart, I just figured that was because you had good parents," said Bobby. "I hadn't really thought of it that way, but thanks," I smiled, as we got to the front door. "Well, I'm home," said Bobby. "Yeah," I agreed. "Chris isn't back yet, you wanna come in?" asked Bobby. "Sure." I followed Bobby down the hall, we didn't speak, didn't look at each other, we just walked briskly down the corridor to his room. When we got inside, and the door was shut, the mood changed. Bobby pushed me up against the door and kissed me, hard on the mouth. "I'm so glad you're not leaving me," said Bobby, between kisses. "Me to," I replied, as I pushed him backwards towards his bed. We shed our clothes quickly, throwing our shirts to the floor and shimmying out of our jeans. Bobby looked amazing in his black briefs and I groped him hard as my lips found their way back to his. I took Bobby down on the bed and started to suck on his neck, my hand still rubbing his package even at this awkward angle. Bobby reciprocated by grabbing my butt through my boxerbriefs. "Do you want to fuck me?" Bobby moaned, as I sucked on his neck. "No," I answered. "No?" Bobby asked, a disappointed tone in his voice. "I'd rather make love to you?" I smiled. Bobby giggled and kissed me on the tip of my nose, then slipped his tongue back into my mouth. I could have kissed him for hours but my parents were expecting me so I quickly pulled down his undies. I fished my cock out of my underwear and lined myself up with Bobby's tightly puckered hole. "Are you sure?" I asked, before entering him. "Yeah," Bobby nodded, "I was so scared that I was going to lose you, I just want to feel you in me, to know that you're still here." I kissed him on the forehead and then eased myself into his tight but inviting opening. Bobby grunted at the initial discomfort but the pain faded and he began to purr like he usually did when my cock was deep inside of him. I felt the tip of my cock rubbing something inside of him and knew I must be hitting his sweet spot; he was squirming beneath me and had a pleased smile on his face. As I began to thrust slowly but diligently, his smile turned into soft moans of pleasure. Bobby's hands found their way to my butt and I pulled me even deeper into him. Bobby's room had been closed up for a week, the heat hadn't circulated through the room yet but despite the cold, I was sweating. I felt it trickling down my back and along my muscles, I knew I couldn't hold out much longer but I wanted to give it my all. I leaned forward and my forehead touched Bobby's, our eyes locked and our lips were so close I could feel his breathe, that's when I felt it. Bobby shot his cum against my belly, he hadn't even been touching his dick, this was the first orgasm he'd ever had just from the pleasure of having me inside of him. The sensation was amazing, Bobby let out a gentle, moaning grunt, his bottom tightened around my cock and as I pushed in for the last time, I filled him with my seed. As I collapsed against him I was overcome with deep feelings of love and I kissed every inch of him that I could reach. "Someone's happy," Bobby giggled. "I am, I'm so happy Bobby and it's all because of you," I gushed. "Well, don't you think your parents letting you stay had something to do with it?" he smiled. "Not with this, not these feelings," I explained, "I've never felt like this before, not with the twins or Teddy or even Chad. I am so in love with you Bobby Sutherland." "Thanks Rory, I love you to, but you better get back before your parents think you're lost again," Bobby giggled, and patted me on the rump. "Shit, you're right," I agreed, as I jumped up and slipped my limp cock back into my shorts. I rushed around grabbing my clothes and quickly getting dressed while Bobby lounged in his bed, his briefs still around his hips. I slipped my shoes back on and kissed him one last time before turning for the door and grabbing his coat. "Hey I need that for the morning," said Bobby. "Don't worry, I'll bring it back, I'm going to walk you to class tomorrow morning," I replied. "Just tomorrow morning?" "Every morning," I winked. I hustled across the campus towards my house. I'd never felt so free in my life. Ever since I'd figured out I was gay I'd guarded the secret like it was something I should be ashamed of, but I wasn't ashamed. I couldn't change who I am even if I wanted to, and with someone as wonderful as Bobby in my life, why would I want to? Telling my dad, finding out that I didn't have to hide anymore, it was like the weight of the world was lifted from my shoulders. My parents stayed with us that night, they were going to head back to Washington in the morning and I couldn't wait to take the train to Union Station to see them at Christmas. Throughout the evening, I shared all of the exciting things that had happened to me since I'd last seen them, I told them about my football games, about my classes and all of my activities and when we were alone, I told my mom all about how I'd met Bobby. Sure, my dad was cool with me being gay but I doubted he wanted to hear about how I scooped out boys. Instead, I waited until mom tucked me in that night. Ok, I'm 15, she doesn't really tuck me in, but I was in bed, under the covers, and she sat on the end so we could chat. "Your aunt and uncle say that Bobby is a really nice boy, and that he comes from a good family," said mom. "He's the best, mom, I love him, and yeah, his dads a judge," I replied. "He's a cutie," mom smirked, then laughed while I blushed. "Do you have to say stuff like that?" I replied, turning about as red as my hair. "In point of fact I do, that's what moms do, sweetheart." "Well, I guess that's better than you guys hating him," I replied. "Now, how could I hate someone who makes my boy so happy?" said Mom. "Thanks mom." "Goodnight my angel," said mom, before kissing me on the forehead and heading for the door. I rolled over and was about to turn off the light when Sean, slipped in, closing the door behind him. "Hey, what's up?" I asked. Sean climbed into bed with me and practically wrapped himself around me. "Hey, what's the matter?" I asked. "I'm just glad you're not leaving us," said Sean. "Me to buddy, I'd miss you guys a lot," I admitted. "I never told you before cause I never thought about you leaving, but I wanted to thank you Rory," said Sean. "Thank me, what are you talking about?" "For everything you've showed us, I wouldn't have Teddy if it wasn't for you," said Sean. "Oh, well, you don't have to thank me for that, I enjoyed it to you know?" I replied. "I just thought you should know, because you're the best big brother ever." That really touched me. Growing up as an only child I'd wanted a little brother more than anything, I thought I'd found that in Sean and Patrick and knowing that's how they thought of me warmed my heart. I realized that it wasn't just Bobby that made me happy; it was everything about this incredible place, this place where I'd come as an outcast but found a true home and family. "Thanks Seany, you're not bad for a little brother either," I smiled. As I lie there that night, my little cousin nestled in my arms, I didn't know what the future would hold. All I know for sure is that no matter what happens, we'll face it together. THE END