Date: Thu, 10 Jan 2019 17:56:47 -0600 From: John Johnson Subject: Quietly With Curiosity - Chapter 5 Enjoy reading chapter 5. Hopefully you can relate to Dillon's pain during his time of discovery. Love you all! quietlywithcuriosity69@gmail.com Chapter -- 5 The temperature was hovering at 105 degrees that Friday in the suburbs of Scranton. Swimming pools were sought by every human being not already enjoying the comfort of air conditioning. Dillon had been at the local pool near his friend Gavin's house ever since his sister had woken him up. They were relaxing in the sun and drinking soda by the water along with a gazillion other kids from the neighborhood. Gavin was his best friend, but not his boyfriend, Dillon concluded reluctantly. They did everything together; sports, video games, taking all the same classes at school. They had been around the bases many times with each other. Dillon was always the instigator of their sexual encounters, and Gavin enjoyed fucking his best friend every chance he got. But it was not a REAL relationship. Gavin didn't want anyone to know about his homosexuality, and Dillon loved him enough to keep it all secret. Gavin wasn't to hear about him and his sister though, Dillon decided. That was a wonderful memory he liked keeping to himself, but he thought about her a lot. The tough part about it was hiding his erections from people after a quick memory flash of how his sister looked sitting on his rigid cock. Ever since he had started having sex with Gavin over a year ago, he never thought about girls much. He assumed he was gay, and wouldn't enjoy a female's body. But last weekend, things had changed. He wasn't sure what he was anymore. Girls and boys all seemed to turn him on now. But it saddened Dillon when he thought about how his sister had someone real like John, to show to the world that this was who she loved, but Dillon wasn't able to do the same with Gavin. Dillon was lounging poolside when he started getting horny again watching everyone half naked and wet. There were other kids around so Gavin didn't show him any sort of affection. When Dillon had to go home for lunch, the two of them went together to Gavin's house and up to his bedroom to change out of their swimsuits. As soon as the door was locked, Dillon attacked Gavin's tongue with his own. They stripped suits while their tongues quarreled, and they quickly had both penises erect and in the others' hands. Dillon went down onto his knees and began licking and sucking on Gavin's cock, jerking the shaft, trying to milk the cum from his best friend. Gavin rolled his head in pleasure and placed his hands on Dillon head. It didn't take long for him to erupt in Dillon's mouth, his legs weakening. Gavin said he needed a minute, that he felt light headed. So he lay down on the bed his eyes staring up at the ceiling. Dillon swallowed his friend's seed and licked Gavin's now deflating cock clean, then lay on his back next to his friend. A quiet aura of unease surrounded the room. "I gotta go," Dillon said after a few minutes of thoughtful silence between them, his voice about to crack. "Yeah," replied Gavin. "Thanks, you know... it felt great." Dillon left without saying another word. He cried his whole walk home. It was just two blocks and he used boast about his record time biking from Gavin's house to his in fifteen seconds. He walked it today, and the two minutes seemed like hours. Dillon was angry at everything he thought about. No friends, lousy in school, no job. He had to hide his sexuality away because of his devotion to that fucking gutless asshole! His family popped into his head. They loved him, he knew. They might be a little surprised if they found out, but they'd still love him. A memory of his sister came into his head. Over the past week he felt closer to her than ever before. Dillon needed to talk to her. He needed her help to figure out who he was. Dillon wiped the tears away before walking his bike up the driveway to the front door. His mom was in the kitchen with the counter top full of food and condiments. She had jars galore open and was in the process of making several sandwiches at once. "I'll be going out with your father and some friends around three," she announced. "There is a concert over in Huntersville tonight and we are likely going to stay the night there." She handed him a sandwich on a plate and looked at him quickly while packing the rest of the food into a rather gigantic cooler. "What's the matter dear? You got some chlorine in your eyes?" He didn't respond, just stared down at the peanut butter and jelly for a few moments. She could tell something was wrong. In the classroom the students called her Ms. Boring, although Bowering was her real surname. Leah was a stern yet kind teacher of a class of eighth graders, more interested in popularity and expensive cell phones than mathematics or grammar. But motherhood and her ten years of teaching at the school also taught her the ins and outs of adolescents, including her own children. She stopped handling the food and looked closer at him, concerned. "Gavin?" she asked. He nodded and with a sigh, lifted the first half of the sandwich to his mouth. She knew her son was gay. She had suspected ever since he was fourteen. Her suspicions lasted all year until just a few weeks ago when she heard the two boys in Dillon's room one night. Leah had woken up for some reason and was checking up on them during their sleepover. As she listened by the door, it was obvious to her ears from the slurps and moans that they were pleasuring each other. "Maybe it was just a phase or maybe he had discovered himself," she had thought happily at the time. Leah loved him and wanted him to be open with himself. It saddened her when something held him back. Leah put down the jar of mayo she was currently holding and went around the counter to her son. She wrapped her arms around him and held him close as his tears began to pour out once more. Leah rocked his body like an infant, feeling closer to her son today than she'd ever felt. Dillon's sobs calmed down after a few minutes. "I want you to know that your happiness is all your father and I care about," she said calmly. "Whomever you love, that's who we will love too, no matter if its a boy or a girl." Leah could feel Dillon tense up slightly as she said this, so she held him tighter, not letting him get away. She decided to reveal what she'd learned. "I've known about you and Gavin for a little while now, and your father does too. There is nothing wrong with who you are, and you take as long as you need before you let the world know too." She paused and felt him wrap his arms around her. "We'll love you and support you whenever you need," she added finally. She kissed his forehead and unwrapped her arms from around him. "Thanks Mom," Dillon said finally, his voice still a little cracked from the emotional moment, "I love you." Leah smiled at him and went back to packing food into the cooler for a few minutes. "You know," she said with an afterthought, breaking the silence after a few moments. "Maybe you should talk to your sister about this too. She might understand your problems more than you realize."