Date: Thu, 11 Nov 2021 20:03:14 +0000 (UTC)
From: austintc@aol.com
Subject: Carter and the Biker Boy, Chapter 23

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Carter and the biker boy

Chapter 23 -- Dylan's Halloween Party

The remainder of the day on Saturday I spent doing stuff at home until it
was time to go to Dylan's party. I was still kind of freaked by the idea
of the dream and the Greek gods and all. But as the afternoon wore on and
the time came closer and closer to go to the party, I got more excited.
Parker still wanted to go, so the decision was made, and we were going!

Parker's parents dropped him off at my house around 3 pm. They had some
party to go to for his mom's work and were taking advantage of the fact
that Parker and I would be spending the night at Dylan's house. They
would not be back until sometime Sunday afternoon.

Both of us had our black backpacks ready to go. We each had an extra
change of clothes consisting of jeans, a sweatshirt, t-shirt, and extra
boxer briefs. We were both wearing our CK black briefs we got in San
Antonio, thinking that it would help us look good in our costumes. The
costumes...were both mainly black Miles Morales Spiderman costumes. The
spandex kind that shows pretty much everything! We put them on in my room
and both of us were definitely hard as we saw how we looked in the tight
costumes. Even Mom thought we both looked "cute" in our matching
costumes. She is so cool that way, and Parker told me in the room that my
mom is so cool and I should be lucky that she's my mom.

******

We arrived at the party just before 5 pm. There were several cars in the
driveway, so it was easy to presume that people were already there.  Sure
enough as we walked in, there had to be ten people we didn't even
recognize, but then sure enough Dylan came up to greet us. He was dressed
in a Tarzan costume of all things. His bare, muscular chest almost made
me weak in the knees, and when looked down to see a loin cloth barely
covering the leopard skin styled bikini's underneath, I wanted him like,
right now!

"Whoa, Miles and Miles! Wait, you guys must be Carter and Parker, am I
right?" We both nodded, not saying a word. Dylan picked up on this right
away. "Oh, I see, neither of the Spidey's are going to talk.
Interesting!" We both nodded our heads and fist bumped each other.
"Well boys, the fun is just beginning. I need to introduce you two a few
of my guests." Dylan then went on to introduce us to some of the
cheerleaders in their football player costumes, then of course there were
the guys from the soccer team that we already knew from before, namely
Isaac, Javy and a few others that we didn't know. They were dressed
interestingly. Isaac looked like Carlos Santana, Javy looked like Pancho
Villa. The other soccer guys were dressed up like the Beatles. Then there
was Chase, who dressed up like a police officer and his brother Noah who
looked like, well for lack of better words, a hooker and dang did he look
good.

Dylan introduced Parker and me to someone I hadn't seen before, a guy
named Wyatt. Dark brown hair, curly on top and in front, shaved sides,
his gold rimmed glasses framed his face nicely, giving him a studious,
nerd look. Obviously, the guy was smart. Thin and almost as tall as
Dylan, he looked like a feather could knock him over. What Dylan had in
muscles Wyatt had none. Apparently he decided to come as his favorite
author, which just so happened to be none other than, yep you guessed it,
Edgar Allen Poe. Wyatt and Dylan seemed to be quite good friends.
Hopefully he would tell me more about Wyatt later, or hopefully I'd get
a chance to talk to him should I decide to break my vow of silence -- a
vow that wasn't going to last much longer should I get the chance to
talk to Wyatt. Wow! Even though he was dressed as Edgar Allen Poe, he was
still super cute!

Dylan's mom was dressed up like a good witch, his sister was like a bad
witch, and once again, Dylan's dad was not there, away on business
again.
We'd pretty much met everyone, and the party was in full motion, the
vibe was awesome, everyone was having a good time. We really weren't
talking to many people, although Chase did come up and start talking to
both of us and was commenting on the incident that happened with me in
the locker room. He told me that he was proud of what I'd done, sticking
up for myself and said it was sad that the teachers and staff had not
acted on it prior to those losers beating me up. About the time he'd
finished talking to me about the incident, Noah came up to talk to him
about something and once again Chase introduced us to him.

"Oh look, it's Miles and Miles! Hi boys, aren't you both looking cute
and hot!" he said in a flirty girl like voice. "Oh my, wouldn't I like
to just eat both of you boys right up!" Just the way he talked in this
voice made me secretly want to find out if he was telling the truth. I'd
seen him in class and had my thoughts about him, thinking that way he
acted and was looking at one particular jock dude when he came into the
class, made me think that he was gay. Maybe it was like what they say, I
had gaydar and could tell when I saw other gay boys?

Either way, he was looking hot too and for some reason I stood up and
gave him a hug. He is taller than me, about four inches taller and
nothing but skin and bones. His response got me going and I'm pretty
sure I felt him hard against me, which caused me to get very noticeably
hard too. Noticeable enough that I could tell Parker was staring at me so
of course he got up and hugged Noah too.

"Oooh!!" Noah cooed. "Aren't you boys just ready to step into action!
You're both going to make this girl get all hot and bothered! Wouldn't
I just love see you super heroes in action now!"  We all just laughed,
including Chase. Only he knew how Noah was, and I think he now knew we
weren't far behind him. My mind was working overtime now.

As a distraction, Dylan meandered by and invited us to get something to
drink as well as something to eat. There was a huge bowl of red punch,
designed to look like blood, I suppose as well as chips, barbeque
sandwiches and cookies shaped like monsters, ghosts, and of course like
Frankenstein.

We were both hungry, so we each got two sandwiches, chips and three
cookies, and a glass of punch. We sat back in our chairs while the loud
music began to play something spooky, I think it was "Thriller" by
Michael Jackson. The food was really good, but something tasted different
about the punch. After about the fourth sip from the punch, and I started
feeling a little weird. I asked Parker if he'd had the same effects from
the punch and he said that he did and realized that someone had spiked
the punch. I didn't know what that meant, so he told me that someone had
purposely put alcohol in the punch. Since I'd never really drank
anything, it now made sense why I was feeling so funny.

After two more glasses of punch and about four more cookies, I was
feeling a little drunk. No, I was feeling quite a bit drunk. There were a
lot of people out in the middle of the huge family room dancing now, and
before I knew it, Noah had grabbed me and pulled me out to dance. I
didn't resist and before long we had danced to almost four songs, the
last one being slow. From that point forward, things really started
happening.

Noah held me real close as the slow song started. So close that I could
smell the punch in his breath and feel his stiff cock against my own
erection as he began to grind himself into me. I turned to look at where
we'd been sitting and noticed that Parker was gone. Shortly after the
song was over, Noah whispered in my ear.

"Follow me, big boy." So of course, I followed. "We'll make this
quick. I hope you're ready to make this girl happy." We walked into the
bathroom in Dylan's room, locked both doors, pulled my mask up just far
enough to expose my lips and began kissing me. I was totally hard now,
and before I knew it, Noah had unzipped my costume, leaving the mask on,
but pulled my costume down far enough to reveal my black CK briefs. Noah
spoke again.

"Oh man, just what this girl needs. I didn't peg you for a briefs kind
of guy, but you sure look hot in them." In one motion he pulled them
partway down and took me completely in his mouth. He sucked on it for a
minute or so until I thought I was going to blow. Sensing this, he pulled
out, pulled his black fishnet stockings down, then took his black girl
panties down as well. His thick average sized dick sprang forth and he
forced me down to it so of course I tried to engulf as much in my mouth
as I could. I tasted his musk and saltiness for the first time, surprised
to see that he was completely hairless, including his skinny legs.

After sucking him for a few minutes, he pulled me back up, kissed me,
tasting his own precum that had mixed with my saliva, then told me to put
myself in him and ride him hard. I'd never really done this before, but
as I slowly teased his hole with my self-lubricated dick (from saliva and
precum), he grabbed my ass, pulling me towards his hole, as I broke the
sphincter and was now balls deep inside him.

"Fuck me hard Parker, deep, now." I did as he said, confused as to why
he called me Parker. As I was fucking him he was stroking his dick and
moments later I could feel him swelling inside and as he shot his load on
the countertop in the bathroom, I shot my huge load inside his ass. Once
he finished, he quickly pulled his ass off my still hard cock, the
aftermath of my ejaculation still dripping on the rug below. "Thank you,
you handsome stud. Now we'd better get back to the party so you can get
back to your boyfriend."

He then grabbed a disposable paper towel from the box on the countertop,
wiped up his cum, fixed his wig, and then just as quickly as I'd come,
we both left. I searched around the room for Parker, but still couldn't
find him. So instead, I grabbed another cup of punch and sat down waiting
for him to show up.

Moments later, Parker walked back into the room and sat down next to me.
Seconds later, Dylan walked back into the room as well. With his Miles
Morales costume on, I couldn't see whether he was pissed or not.

Neither of us spoke to each other for a few minutes. Then Parker motioned
for me to follow him to the bathroom. We both went in and he locked the
door and the news he gave me shocked me.

"Dude, you're not going to believe this, but Dylan just did me."

"Whaaaaat?" I said in disbelief. "What happened?"

"Well, just like we thought would happen, we are messing everyone up.
Dylan took me to a bedroom that was like a kid's room, nothing was out
of place. Anyway, he unzipped my costume just far enough to get to my
underwear, then pulled them down far enough to rub some lube on my hole
and his dick. Then he grabbed my hips and broke through me which hurt
like hell, but once he got in me, Oh my god! He's huge!  Then he kept
saying stuff like `I've missed you Carter-man, I just had to have you
now before everyone else has their turn tonight.' And he just pushed my
head down on the bed, held it there and fucked me fast and quick. As soon
as he came, he pulled it out, wiped it off, then told me to zip up and
get out of Dayne's room. He thought I was you! So where did Noah take
you?"

Now I had to tell Parker what happened with Noah.

"Well, kind of the same thing, because he called me Parker, and told me
to fuck him. Dude, whatever it is that's in the punch has got me feeling
fiiiiiine."

"Yeah, me too! Other than my butt being a little sore." We both laughed
as I was still trying to get over the notion that I'd just fucked Noah
and that Dylan had done Parker, and that I was ready to go again, and
really wanted my boyfriend. "Oh yeah, and Noah called me your boyfriend,
so he knows."

"Say that again?" I began to shout out in a loud voice to Parker that
he knows that we're -- and I just about got the word gay to form but
stopped just about the same time the song ended.

About two seconds later Dylan and Javy walked up to us. Dylan's loin
cloth was gone, and all he had on was the bikini's. I could tell that
both of them were also feeling the effects of the spiked punch like we
were. Javy spoke first.

"Capitan!" Javy spoke first to Dylan in Spanish (Capitan is pronounced
like cappy tAn, meaning captain). "I must be really drunk because I am
seeing double, bro. How `bout you?"

"Si, guey. I think we need to take these two Miles Morales' and find
out who is the real one or find out if we're just seeing things. Let's
see just how super they are, don't you agree, cabron?" It was funny to
hear Dylan speaking Spanish. But then they pulled both of us by our hands
and led us to Dayne's room!

"Okay fag boys, don't touch anything in this room except for us. Time
to make your fag dreams come true. You boys get to please me, Tarzan, and
my long lost friend from Mexico, Pancho Villa. You will do as we say." I
was surprised to hear Dylan speak this way, but it was really turning me
on, for some reason. Dylan locked the door behind him as he turned on the
small light on the night stand next to the small twin sized bed that was
covered with stuffed animals.

"Miles, you get on this side, and the other Miles, you get on the other
side. On your knees with your backs to the bed." I was so hard in
anticipating what was going to happen, and who I was going to get first.
I knelt onto the rug by the bed and then it began, almost as a dream.

"Suck our dicks now." Dylan instructed. I looked up to see leopard skin
bikini briefs, so I was lucky to know I got Dylan first. His bulge filled
the bikini's out so well that I thought his cock was going to burst
through the fabric. I pulled on the waistband and his huge dick sprung
loose, rock hard and curved upwards. Immediately I took as much of him in
my mouth as I could.

He had a strange taste, but once his steady stream of precum started, the
taste changed. I could hear Parker trying to suck Javy, which sounded
like Parker's teeth were being a little rough on poor Javy, causing Javy
to slap Parker on the face and tell him something like "no more teeth
maricon" as Parker continued to try and suck Javy. He must have tried to
force his dick all the way in because I now heard Parker gag a little.
That's all it took. Javy told him to get up and lay face down on his
chest on the bed. I heard Parker's costume being unzipped, and as he
whimpered a little, Javy drove his huge dick right into Parker's
loosened ass.

Dylan was enjoying me sucking him but seeing what was going on with
Parker and Javy, he pulled out, lifted me up and shoved me down on the
bed in the same position as Parker. The next thing I knew the dick that
I'd come to know, and love was once again slowly being inserted in me
causing my own dick to jump, starting a stream of precum of my own. I was
reaching a level of horniness that I'd not felt since I'd last been
with Dylan. His cock felt so good in me that I wanted to be on my back
looking up at him, thinking that maybe he'd finally kiss me, hug me, and
tell me how much he'd missed me.

But he did not allow it. He was now fucking me hard. I could feel his
full balls against mine, and with each thrust the fullness of him was
touching me deep inside pushing me to an orgasm of my own. I wanted to
get up, but his big hands were around the back of my neck forcing me down
on the bed, my head sideways trying to breathe. This was pure animal-like
fucking. I tried to look at Parker, but he was getting the same treatment
and it was causing him to actually grab the bedspread and clench it
tightly in his hands, as well as bite down on the bedspread to keep from
screaming out in either pain or sheer delight.

I thought that Dylan had been rough on me the one night he called me
Dayne when I'd had the dream of him rubbing oil on my back, but this was
much rougher. But the weird thing was that it was turning me on even
more. I thought he was getting close to shooting, but then he pulled out
the same time that Javy pulled out of Parker.

They both instructed us to get on the bed on our backs. With our legs
straight up in the air against their chests, they both drove their cocks
back into us in one quick motion causing both of us to moan in sheer
delight. I glanced over at Parker on his back, hoping to see his face,
but since it was a twin sized bed, all I saw in whatever light there was
in the room was the silhouette of Parker's hard cock plastered against
his groin as Javy was fucking him just as hard and as rough as Dylan was
fucking me.

He must have been in me for close to ten or fifteen minutes before I
finally felt his cock become even bigger yet, the biggest one I'd felt
so far. Just before he came, he started slapping my butt cheeks hard, and
as he unleashed a massive load inside me, he slapped me like three or
four times, causing me to shoot my load all over my belly. At the same
time Javy unloaded into Parker, his moans mixed with words in Spanish as
Parker spewed his cum on his chest as well. At least our costumes were on
the floor and did not get covered by cum.

"Okay, clean yourselves up and get out of my brother's room quickly
before my mom finds out." Dylan muttered as he wiped himself off,
throwing the towel on my chest. "Come on guey, let's get back to the
par-tay! We need these cabrons to rest up for later!" Javy just mumbled
something and before we knew it they'd walked out of the room. Parker
spoke first as we laid on the bed cleaning up the cum from our chests.

"You okay, babe?" he asked, sincerity in his voice.

"Yeah. My ribs are starting to hurt, but I'm feeling fine, still
buzzing. How about you?"

"I'm good." I was mildly surprised by what he said next. "Man, your
primo is huge. So he took your cherry, huh? First time with him? How did
you handle it?" I thought for a moment before responding and tried to
make a joke out of it.

"I'm just that good, I mean he's nothing compared to you, mi amor.
Everyone knows you've got the biggest one in town!" We both just
laughed as we slowly finished cleaning up the mess using the damp towel
that now reeked of cum.

As I stood up the room almost started spinning. But slowly I got dressed,
looked at my watch and realized it was almost midnight. The party was
supposed to end soon, and I wondered what else was in store for us later,
and who all would be staying.

We both used the bathroom for obvious reasons, then walked back out to
the family room where a few people were still dancing to the loud music.
The old song "Wang Chung" or "Everybody have fun tonight" was playing
and I went and got another cup full of the punch. I sat next to Parker on
the chairs and tried to make sense of what happened between the four of
us. My side was really starting to hurt.

Dylan returned, still wearing his Tarzan costume. I couldn't stop
staring at the leopard skin styled bikini's, watching as the outline of
his cock could be seen as he danced with a couple of the cheerleaders who
were now obviously drunk. He danced with the two of them until the end of
the song, then he kissed both of them.

The tall thin cute, no, super-hot cute guy named Wyatt now appeared on
the makeshift dance floor and since the lights were lower in the room
now, or maybe it was because everyone was feeling no pain from the
alcohol that was being consumed, no one noticed that Dylan and Wyatt were
now slow dancing in each other's arms. They were laughing as they were
pretending it was a joke -- Dylan made a move to look like he was going
to kiss Wyatt, but as he got close they both broke character and moved
away from each other laughing. I was getting very strange mixed signals
as to what was going on, and Parker nudged me and wondered the same
thing.

We were both starting to get quite sleepy. I knew there were two huge
sofas in Dylan's room, and the last thing I remember that evening was me
laying on one, Parker on the other. My side was hurting so much that I
had taken two of my pain pills after leaving Dayne's room, so in a very
dangerous move, I'd inadvertently taken my pain meds after drinking
alcohol. Needless to say I felt no pain and didn't wake up until the
rays of the sun broke through the huge windows in Dylan's room.

Looking around the room, I was surprised to see Wyatt and Dylan asleep
together on Dylan's big bed. Wyatt's back was to Dylan's chest. Javy
was asleep on the other bed, the one I'd always slept on when I'd
stayed over at Dylan's house. I thought he was sleeping alone, but on
taking a closer look and glancing over at the sofa next to me, I realized
that it was Noah who was asleep on the sofa and Parker was actually in
bed with Javy.

Let me repeat that to make sure my eyes weren't deceiving me. Parker was
in bed with Javy; Parker's back was facing Javy's chest. Sleeping in the
same position as Dylan and Wyatt were sleeping. Neither of them appeared
to have clothes on.

I felt as if a lot had happened while I was asleep or passed out on the
sofa. The scary thing was that I wasn't sure if I'd had any sex since
being in Dayne's room with Dylan and Javy. I still felt quite groggy and
needed something to drink as my mouth felt like cotton, and I had a
strange taste in my mouth, like something had happened, or I ate
something. The weird thing was that I knew Isaac was there last night,
but I don't remember seeing him after Parker and I got there. I stood
up, still in pain, and felt sore down there, so I'm thinking something
did happen after I'd passed out. As I sat on the toilet, I knew I must
have been used.

Slowly I got up from the toilet, washed my hands and face, then went out
to the kitchen. I expected to find Mrs. Collins there, but there was no
one. I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge, then went out to the
messy family room where I found Chase on the big half circle sofa. He had
just woken up and was looking at his phone. No longer dressed as a
policeman, he was now wearing a Harlem muscle shirt and a pair of gray
Nike sweats, and he looked super-hot.

"Well hey, good morning Carter. What's up bro? How you feeling?" he
asked, smiling at me with his perfect smile with perfect white teeth.

"Good morning Chase. Um, I'm okay. A little groggy and a little out of
it still. Man, what was in that punch?" he just laughed a little,
knowing good and well what had happened to the punch.

"Yeah... that punch contained a little bit more than fruit juice.
Someone, and for the record, I do not know who it was, put a fair amount
of booze in there. So yeah, you probably got a little bit tipsy, right?"

"Quite a bit actually.  Believe it or not that was my first time
drinking alcohol. And then I forgot that alcohol and medicine don't mix
well and took two of my pain pills for my cracked ribs."

"Oh yeah, slugger... hey that's a great new nickname for you! I wanted
to talk to you more about your incident. Congratulations for sticking up
for yourself. When I heard about that, I was very proud of you. Those
idiots got what they deserved."

We talked on for a few minutes about that incident. He then asked me how
school was going in general, and then the subject of Noah came up. He
asked me if we'd talked at all last night. I wasn't sure how much I
should divulge. So I just told him that we'd talked a little.

"Well in case you haven't figured it out, Noah is gay. He's very
comfortable with who he is and doesn't care who knows about his
sexuality. In fact, and I am not sure if I should tell you this, but he
knows about you and Parker. He called it having `gaydar' or something
like that. Said it is something that he just `knows'. Anyway, he's
made it clear that he thinks Parker is hot and, well, if he had the
chance... you know. So just be careful around my brother."
Now it all made perfect sense why he called me Parker. I was a little bit
down about it, but then Chase continued.

"Look Carter, I think you're really a great guy. Dylan talks about you
all the time. We've known each other since we were kids in pre K. He's
my best friend, and likewise. He's told me a lot about what's gone on
between you two." I got a worried, nervous look my face that Chase
sensed right away. "But don't worry man, it's cool. Remember, I love
my brother unconditionally. It's cool that he's gay, and it's cool
that you're gay."

That made me feel so good, and actually made me hope that Chase would
make a move on me. But then that notion faded quickly as Chase continued
again.

"But one thing you have to understand is that while I am very open
minded about my brother's sexuality, I am confident in saying that I am
definitely straight. I know that for sure."

I looked down at my water bottle almost kind of sad, and he sensed it.

"It's okay bro, I'm flattered to know how you feel. I can read your
emotions. And I can tell what you and Parker have is special. Just don't
let yourselves be distracted by outside influences like what probably
happened here." Then I blurted out the question that's been on my mind
for most of the summer.

"So if you know Dylan really well, how does he, or what does he
identify...?" I couldn't say the words I wanted to say.

"Look, all I can tell you is that Dylan is, complicated. I'm pretty
sure he's not gay. He is probably bisexual, or just confused about who
he is. Dayne's death rocked him to the core. It messed him up bad. He
told me that you remind him of Dayne and why that led to you guys fooling
around is beyond me. He did confide in me that he likes having sex with
guys but thinks a lot about girls too. I know that seems... complicated."

I thought before I responded, making sure that my response
seemed...educated? Since Chase had told me before that I could talk to him
about anything, I gave him a try.

"I think I understand. But by him being so nice to me and all, I think
it's given me false hope that he really likes me, like as a... you
know..." I paused, trying to say the word that I wanted to say when Chase
finished it for me.

"A boyfriend, right?" I smiled and nodded my head in agreement, still
in disbelief that I was having this conversation with him. "Well
slugger, is it okay that I call you slugger?" I nodded and smiled that
it was. "What I do know about that is that he's never really mentioned
anything about you guys going to the next level. In fact, I think for him
it's just having fun and having sex with anyone that moves and is
breathing. Wait, take that back. He has this sexual prowess about himself
that makes him very confident that he can be with whoever he wants.

I'm quite certain that his English tutor Wyatt has been his latest
conquest.

I don't know if you've picked up on Wyatt, but yeah, he's not out, but
definitely gay. I'm sure they've slept together. But my gut feeling
tells me that Dylan will not end up being gay, but I could be wrong.
Right now he just really enjoys having sex anyway he can get it. And
that's not always a good thing. He needs to be careful, as do you too.
You're a great guy and I'd really hate to see you catch something and
get sick. I've told Noah the same thing. But since I'm his brother he
doesn't want to listen to me."

I thanked Chase for his candid conversation with me about Dylan and Noah.
I really do like Chase, strangely not in a sexual way now, but more like
an older brother, more so than I thought about Dylan being like an older
brother. We chatted on about school and all, and about what he was
planning to do after he graduates in the spring.
"I'm planning to go to RVC first, get my prereq's out of the way, then
probably transfer to NIU with the hopes of getting a psych degree or
something in the social services. I think I'm good at reading people and
would love to do something in that field. What do you think?"

I couldn't help but smile and agree with him. I did remember him telling
me that I could talk to him anytime about anything and now I completely
understand why. He made me feel so good on an otherwise crappy kind of
day that was starting. I mean if what my eyes saw in Dylan's room was
the truth, then while now I wasn't nearly as worried about Dylan and
Wyatt, but my cousin and my boyfriend were sleeping together, probably
naked. Should that bother me? Would it bother you? Lost in thought I had
to think for a moment about what happened last night in Dayne's room
where Javy fucked Parker for the first time, which then must have led to
more sex between them before they fell asleep in Dylan's spare bed.

 I then realized that Chase had asked me a question.

"Oh, sorry, got lost in thought there for a moment. In my opinion,
you'd make a great psychologist or a sociologist or someone who helps
people. In talking with me you've made me feel better about things that
have been bothering me. I wish you were my big brother."

Chase smiled. "Slugger, I'd be honored to be your big brother and I'll
be glad to help you anytime I can." With that, he got up, and asked me
for a big hug. Of course I obliged, and his strong arms and chest
enveloped me, making me feel so good in a non-sexual way. Well, almost...

I thought about getting up and calling my mom to see if she'd come to
pick us up, but I wanted to ask Chase one more question to get his
perception on me and Parker you know, fooling around with other guys.

"I just have one more question to ask, if I may." Chase just smiled.

"Sure, slugger. What's on your mind?"

"Do you think that at our age or being a quote unquote couple, that for
me and Parker, it's okay for us to be with other people, you know..."

"Sexually?" Once again he finished my sentence for me. I nodded my
head, somewhat embarrassed at first, but then he prompted my response.
"So do you mean should you guys be committed to just each other, or
should you mess around with other guys while you're dating?"

"Yeah, that's basically my question." I then told him about what
happened in San Antonio, and what happened last night, or what I think
happened last night. He thought for a moment, then responded.

"It depends on if you guys have an agreement on what the rules of your
relationship should be. I think that if you guys love each other, then
you should be committed to each other and not have anyone else involved.
But if you're not committed and in an open relationship, then having sex
with other people can be allowed.  Look, you guys are both what, 15?" I
nodded my head that we were. "So I'm no expert on dating, or more
specifically gay dating, but if you're in a committed relationship, gay
or straight, do you think sleeping with others should be acceptable?"

"No, it shouldn't be. I guess we've never really set the boundaries or
defined what we should be. We just sort of became friends first, then
came out to each other, then have fallen in love with each other. I do
consider him my best friend, but I think we're both interested in being
with other guys, or at least have done nothing to stop each other from
having sex with other guys."

Just as I'd finished talking we heard a door in what sounded like
Dylan's room shut.  So quickly, Chase ended our talk on the subject.
"There ya go slugger. I think you've got the answer to your question.
Agreed?"

"Agreed. Thanks so much, Chase. You're the greatest big bro a guy like
me could have." I stood up again and we hugged each other just as Javy
and Parker, both shirtless and wearing only basketball shorts came out
into the room. Both had nervous looks on their faces. As Chase and I
broke our embrace, I just smiled at both Javy and Parker and told good
morning with a smile. They seemed relieved, but although I was smiling, I
was upset inside at both of them.

Just then my phone buzzed. It was my mom, who texted me that she was
coming to pick up me and Parker.

"Parker, mom's on the way. So we gotta get ready to be picked up." He
nodded his head and went back to Dylan's room to get his things. I told
Chase that I'd keep in touch with him and thanked him for our
conversation. He truly was a great guy.

We gathered our things from Dylan's room in silence as Dylan, Wyatt and
Noah were still sound asleep. I glanced over at Dylan and was surprised
to see his arm around Wyatt's bare, thin, waist. I didn't want to
stare, but it did bother me and turned me on at the same time. We left
the room and as we were walking out to the kitchen area, mom texted me
that she was here. We quietly let ourselves out as Javy was going to wait
for my Tio to pick him up, so he stayed behind.

The ride home was quiet; all that Mom said was that we must have been
tired because we didn't say much. As we dropped Parker off at his house,
he said goodbye quickly, thanked mom for the ride, then as he looked back
at me, I stared at him as he waved back, a scared look on his face like
he knew I wasn't happy with him.

Mom went to bed quickly. She was tired from a long night in the ER. I sat
up for a little bit, still sore as heck from my side, so I took a pain
pill and quickly drifted off to sleep.

I pretty much slept most of the morning and half of the afternoon. When I
woke up, the house was quiet, because Mom had to work tonight. She'd be
getting up soon and would be leaving around 5 pm. I checked my phone and
had a text from Dylan, several from Parker, and one from Javy.

First Dylan's:

< Hey Carter-man, just checking to see if you're doing okay. I'd like
to come over to see you tonight. Let me know, K?

Then from Parker:

< Hey babe, are we going to get together tonight? Mom and Dad aren't
home yet. We can watch Netflix if you can spend the night?
< You can stay tonight, and we can go to school from here?
< Let me know babe, I miss talking to you. R U okay?

Then finally from Javy:

< Hey primo, cool party last night. Hope you had a good time. Want to
stay the night here and hand out candy and play video games? Lemme know,
K?

Man. So many choices. Nothing sounded fun though.

After the party last night drinking the spiked punch, getting kinda
drunk, messing around with Noah, then being with Dylan again...  it was a
fun party I have to admit. Although seeing my boyfriend being with my
cousin was kind of strange. I mean, I knew that Javy did Parker in
Dayne's room when Dylan was doing me, but it's kind of the not knowing
what went on after I passed out makes me wonder just what happened
amongst everyone, and was I included?

I guess that's why talking with Chase about Dylan, Noah, and Parker was
so cool. He helped me understand things a little bit more.

I played some video games until Mom woke up. It gave me time to relax my
brain and all. We ate dinner together, then Mom got ready for work and
was soon out the door.  I didn't mention anything to her about what I
would do tonight, but she did say that if I went to see Parker or spend
the night, just to let her know so she could go to bed right away and not
worry about making sure I got to school. I kissed her goodbye and
goodnight, then looked at my phone where I had three new messages:

< Carter-man, you get my text, I really want to see you tonight. Text me
plz!

< Hey babe, pls text me back! Can we talk about last night?

And finally,

< Primo! Ya! Ven! (come on already!)

I thought for a few minutes about to whom I should respond and sent only
one text.