Date: Wed, 1 Jun 2022 16:40:00 +0100 From: Andrew Passey Subject: Coming Out Part Fifteen (Young Friends) Our secret relationship was now six weeks old. What a six weeks it had been. Laughing, chatting, kissing, oh my god the kissing. We kissed as often as we could, at times it felt like our tongues lived in each other's mouths! Of course it wasn't always that easy to find the time to kiss though. It was a secret relationship and even if it wasn't it wasn't like we could do it at school. The risk of being caught meant we couldn't do it outside or on our way home. We managed a few times in the changing rooms before football but that was fraught with risk and peril. So it was mainly when we were around each other's houses. Even then we had to be careful and not overplay things. If we suddenly spent every spare minute together our parents might guess something was going on. I had no idea how Mum would react and while Jamie thought his parents political leanings would mean they were totally fine with it he didn't want to take that chance. I also had my friendships with Jorge and Olly to manage. I didn't want Jorge in particular to get too jealous so I made sure I still spent time with them both. Even so we managed to kiss a fair bit, certainly more than the zero kissing I'd had before me and Jamie got together! I was still pissed off how Charlie had treated me and I wasn't quite sure Jamie fully believed what had happened. I didn't bring it up as a result, I wanted our time together to be fun rather than dredging over old ground. However when Jamie said Charlie was having a birthday party and had invited us both to say I was reluctant was under statement of the year. "You go, I won't know anyone there." This was my opening gambit but Jamie wasn't having any of it. "Yes you will, I'll be there and anyway I want you to come! You're my boyfriend and I want to spend time with you!" "Going to a party with you where no one knows we're boyfriends and we can't act like we are doesn't sound appealing and it's not spending quality time together." "Charlie really wants you to come. He feels really bad about the misunderstanding." "Shoving your hand in someone's pants without their permission and then asking you to wank them off as well off is NOT a misunderstanding!" I said slightly more forcefully than I intended. However I was pissed off that it kept being passed off as a "misunderstanding." "Charlie's an arse at times but he was drunk and must have just got carried away. Who can blame him, you're the sexiest boy alive!" Jamie might have thought his flattery would help but it just made me more annoyed. I'd basically been molested without my permission. Sexually assaulted even. Jamie was all about the #metoo movement but seemed to have a blind spot when it came to Charlie. Just mentioning all of this had got my blood up and while I eventually said I'd go to the party I didn't want to and I was worried what might happen there. In reality I hadn't much choice. Mum was away for the night, Tom was going to his girlfriend's and I'd already arranged to go to Jamie's for a sleepover. Jorge and Olly were away visiting family so I didn't really have a back up option. This was all before the party conversation had come up and by then it was really too late. Honestly though, I'd much rather have stayed in Jamie's room all evening waiting for him to come home or spend it playing games with Jacob. However it seemed I had no choice even though everything about it screamed that it was a really bad idea. My fears weren't helped by a conversation as we left school on the Friday before the party. I'd asked Jamie what time I should come round to his, I'd naively assumed we'd be going to the party together. "It might look a bit suss if we turn up together, let's coordinate on WhatsApp. Bring your overnight bag to the party and I'll get there a few minutes before you do so you'll have some moral support when you arrive." "Oh right. You're embarrassed to be seen with me." "No! You're my boyfriend and I love spending time with you. It's just....well I don't want Charlie or any of his friends to get the wrong idea. I don't think anyone from our school is going apart from us two, it'll be full of private school wankers." "The wrong idea?! What would that be? That I'm your boyfriend?!" My voice rose an octave or two as I took umbrage with what Jamie had said. "Don't be silly Sam. I just don't want boys we don't know to think we're a couple. Not because I'm embarrassed or anything like that, just because I want us to go public at the right time. You know what it's like to be outed without you wanting to be don't you? It's just being careful, that's all." "Look why don't you just go on your own? It would be much easier, no one would think it was "suss" or get the "wrong idea." I was running out of patience. I didn't want to go anyway. I'd assumed some of my year 10 football team mates would be there. This wasn't going to be the case. It felt like Jamie just wanted me to come as Charlie had asked for me to come. After what Charlie had done I had no desire to see him let alone go to his party. Now it seemed that Jamie was shitting himself that people might guess we were a couple. Honestly it was setting itself up to be the party from hell. Jamie though wasn't for budging "I want you to come! Charlie wants you to come. Please do this for me." I couldn't say no to Jamie so I acquiesced even though I felt it was a terrible idea. I didn't trust Charlie's motives for inviting me. I didn't trust that he hadn't told all his friends that I was gay. I didn't trust that the whole thing stunk to high heaven but I had no choice. I just hoped things wouldn't be as bad as I suspected. "Ah here he is! Hi Sam, great to see you again! Hey Simon, this is Sam, the one I was telling you about!" Charlie's introduction instantly put me on the defensive. He slapped me on the back and his friend Simon came over to say hello. "Where's Jamie?" I asked. Charlie shrugged, "Last I saw he was getting a drink in the kitchen. Don't worry about him anyway, we'll look after you!" Charlie and Simon took me into the lounge where I was introduced to some schoolmates of theirs who were all pretty disinterested in me. Charlie and Simon though wouldn't let me out of their sight despite me wanting to find Jamie. They were both impinging on my personal space. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket with a message almost certainly from Jamie but I didn't have time to look at it. After a couple of minutes of the boys talking shit at me I felt a hand slap my shoulder and to my relief Jamie's voice said, "Sam! Glad you could make it!" I relaxed in relief, my rescuer had arrived! It didn't last for long though as after a couple of minutes Charlie put his arm around Jamie, "Right, enough hanging out in your comfort zone mate. Simon will look after Sam. I have a couple of girls that are very keen to meet you." "Um...I'd rather stay here..." Jamie said but Charlie wasn't having any of it. "Why? There's nothing going on between you and Sam is there?!" "NO!" Jamie said maybe too forcefully, "it's just since I've been single I've been enjoying not having to deal with girls." "That's because you haven't met the right girl. Come on, it'll be fine!" With that Jamie was escorted away leaving me and Simon alone. The party was in full swing and Simon said he'd give me a tour of the house. Red flags straight away but I couldn't think of an excuse not to. He seemed friendly enough and asked me questions about myself. He introduced me to a couple of his friends and that made me feel more comfortable. However I was acutely aware I was a year younger than everyone else. Development wise, size wise, I looked young for my age with my blond hair and fresh face and some of the boys I was introduced to looked like full grown men. Eventually we ended up in the corner of the lounge where Simon sat down with me on the floor and gave me a beer to drink. "Charlie tells me you're gay and that you made a move on him at Jamie's party. Brave move trying it on with a straight boy!" I spat out the beer I was drinking in shock, "That isn't what happened! He groped me!" "Well I can't blame him, you are very sexy. I'm drooling just looking at you, although unlike you I'm not totally out at school. Only Charlie and a few friends know I'm bi. So are you a top or a bottom?" "What do you mean?" "Come on Sam, you surely aren't that naive are you? When boys have gay sex one fucks, one gets fucked. Top and bottom. I'm a top. Between you and me I've fucked a couple of younger boys. Not necessarily totally what they wanted but they enjoyed it in the end." I looked at him in horror and he smiled warmly at me, clearly misunderstanding my expression. He put his hand on my thigh and squeezed it,"Fancy finding a spare room, that sexy arse of yours is ripe for picking!" I recoiled slightly although his hand still stayed on my thigh , "Sorry Sam that was inappropriate of me. I forgot you're a year younger than me. I guess you're still a virgin? How about we trade blowjobs instead?" Fuck, how do I manage a situation like this? I didn't want to make a scene, I didn't want to upset him to the point he spread rumours about me. So I just smiled back but took his hand and removed it from my thigh. "Sorry Simon, you're really nice and you know what it would be great having some fun with you but...I'm spoken for. Although I haven't done anything like you've done! Now while my boyfriend would never know what happened in a bedroom together I would know and cheating on him is something I would never do. My Dad did that to my Mum and it left me with some scars around cheating." Simon sighed, "I'm a fucking idiot aren't I! Charlie suggested that you'd be well up for it after you tried it on with him but then again he's all talk. Don't worry, it's sweet you're staying loyal. I wish I could meet someone like you who was single! All the boys at school who want to mess around with me are just cosplaying being gay really." "Don't worry, I'm not offended.," I said, although I was a bit pissed off. Fucking Charlie. "I need a piss, I'll be back in a minute." I stood up and headed off towards where the toilet was. I had a piss and splashed some water on my face. I looked in the mirror, it was painfully obvious I was younger and no wonder Simon took an interest in me. I was going to have to be more careful and get used to handling unwanted attention. Teenage boys and their hormones were difficult things to manage. I walked out the toilet and saw the back of Jamie's head disappearing into a bedroom. I wanted to tell him what Simon had said so I followed him. As I walked into the room though I almost passed out in shock. A girl had her arms around him kissing him. I gasped out loud and Jamie pushed the girl away and looked at me, "Sam! She just jumped me, it isn't what it looks like.," "What do you care? He's not your boyfriend is he!?" The girl said to Jamie before looking at me with a real death stare. "No of course not, he's just....he's a friend of the family and I promised I'd look after him." "Don't let me stop the two of you," I said, fighting back tears as I ran downstairs with Jamie shouting "Sam, come back!" after me. The party was in full swing so nobody noticed as I picked my bag up and went out the front door. I ran all the way home to my empty house. Once inside I locked the door, sat on the hallway floor and burst into tears...