Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2007 14:23:35 -0800 (PST) From: Jacking Bud Subject: Sweet 16 - Part 3 The next morning found Chad and I in each others arms, again. We were still sleeping when I felt a playful smack on my ass. "Wake up, lover boys," said Tommy, "You've got some `plaining to do," he said in his best Ricky Ricardo impression, which sucked by the way. "What do you mean, we've got some explaining to do?" I replied, "We told you all about it lastnight." "I'm not talking about me. Don't you think you need to tell Mom and Dad." I sat straight up in bed, "Tell Mom and Dad?" "Yeah, tell Mom and Dad. Your lives are going to be like hell until you come out to them. You'll be sneaking around, trying to fool everyone and then once you get caught, you'll be apologizing out your ass like you were lastnight." "He's got a point," Chad said, kissing me on my shoulder. "You're fucking A right," Tommy replied, "I know from experience. Even at college, I was always looking over my shoulder every time I looked `wrong' at another guy. Now, that I'm out, I could fucking care less what others think. Mom and Dad were upset at first, but they came around." "Will you be there with us when we tell them?" I asked, wanting his presence there as reassurance. "If you want me to be, yeah sure, squirt." We all got dressed and went down for breakfast. We all ate quietly, which doesn't usually happen unless someone's really got something to talk about, but really doesn't want to talk about it. "Okay, what give?" asked Dad. Tommy and I looked at each other, knowing that my parents knew their sons well enough to know that someone had something on his chest and was afraid to say something about it. `Well, Dad," started Tommy, sensing that I was going to have a hard time spitting out what I wanted to say, "remember last summer, before I went back to college I told you and Mom that I was gay?" "I'M FUCKING GAY," I blurted out, before Dad could get a chance to respond to Tommy question. Mom and Dad both shot this look at me. "Sorry for the `F' word, I was just so scared, I blurted it out." Forgetting all about the swearing, Dad looked at me and said, "What do you mean you're gay?" "Just what I said, I'm gay. I like guys and not girls." "Did you?" Dad asked, looking directly at Tommy and then at me." "Fuck no," Tommy answered, "I would never do anything like that. Todd's my brother. He and I have never done anything like that and never will." "Well that's a relief," Dad added. "Furthermore, I'm gay, too," Chad chimed in, "and Todd and I love each other." Mom and Dad looked at each other in amazement. "Yes, Mom, Dad, Chad and I do love each other. We've been friends for years, you all know that. We just found out this weekend that it's more than just friendship." "Have you?" asked Dad, this time looking directly at me and then at Chad. "Have we what?" I replied. "Have you, you know?" Dad asked, not wanting to directly come out and ask if we've had sex. "Well, Dad, we have experimented alittle this weekend, but we haven't done everything we could do," I said, "yet." "Well, I guess there isn't much we can say or do about it. As long as you're happy with your decision, we'll just have to accept the fact that we have 2 gay sons and will never be grandparents," Dad said with a chuckle. Mom came over from the stove and gave each one of us a kiss on the forehead, including Chad. This made us all feel alittle more at ease about the situation. "I guess it's time to go over and tell YOUR parents," I said as I looked at Chad. "Yeah, I guess so," replied Chad. We finished our breakfast and headed out the door. It wasn't much of a distance from my house to Chad's, just a few blocks so we decided to walk down there instead of taking our bikes. We walked into the house to find Chad's Mom, Dad and little brother eating breakfast and were asked if we wanted to join them. We gratefully declined, telling them that we had already had breakfast at my house. "Mom, Dad, I've got something I need to talk to you about," Chad said, not knowing how his parents were going to take it. "Yes, dear?" Chad's mom asked. "I'm gay and so is Todd." Chad's Mom, Dad and little brother all looked at each other. Chad's brother almost spit his orange juice out as Chad told them. "Get the fuck out of my house, you fagots. Get the fuck out now," screamed Chad's Dad. "But Dad," pleaded Chad. "Get the fuck out of my house and take your fucking fagot friend with you. No son of mine is going to be fucking gay. Now, get the fuck out before I fucking pick you both up by the collars and kick your fucking ass out." Chad's mother started to cry as Chad's brother sat there in amazement. Chad headed to his room to grab some clothes when his dad said, "Where the fuck do you think you're going?" "To my room to get a few things. You can't expect me to leave without a few clothes." "Get the fuck out now. Those things belong to my son and at this point, I've only got one" Chad stopped dead in his tracks. He turned, quickly grabbed his book bag a scurried out the door. "You are so fucking pathetic," I said to Chad's dad as I glared at him, "You are so fucking pathetic." "Get the fuck out of my house, fagot." I walked out the door only to find Chad sitting on the stoop, crying his eyes out. I put my arms around him to console him. He buried his face into my shoulder and cried some more. "Awwww, look at that," Chad's dad taunted, "we got a couple of fagots making out on our stoop. Now, get the fuck off my property before I kick your ass off." Chad and I slowly got up off the stoop. I grabbed his book bag and we headed down the sidewalk. Never looking back, Chad left his family behind. "What am I going to do?" asked Chad. "I don't know, baby." I replied, "We'll think of something. Let's just go back to my place where we can think about it." It was a long, slow walk back to my place. Mom and Dad were still in the house. Mom was finishing the dishes and Dad was reading his newspaper. Tommy had gone back to bed. We quietly walked past Mom and Dad, trying not to draw attention to ourselves. "I'm glad to see you back," Mom said, "How did it go at Chad's house? "Well, just so you know, we're both a couple of `fucking fags," I replied. "What?" Dad said as he pulled his newspaper down. "Yeah, my mom and dad weren't as accepting about it as you two were, so they kicked me out of the house and I have no where to go." With that we turned and walked up stairs to my room. Once we got to my room, we found Tommy sound asleep. I had to wake him though. We needed his help, his advice. "Tommy, Tommy, wake up," I said as I lightly shook his shoulder. "What, huh?" he replied. "Tommy, we need your help." "What about Squirt?" Tommy replied, sitting up one elbow. "My mom and dad kicked me out when we told them that we were gay," Chad said. "Actually, no, it wasn't your mom and dad, it was just your dad. Your mom didn't get much of a say so in the matter." "Yeah, you're right, it was just dad. Well, after today, I don't have a dad anymore." "Tommy, what are we going to do?" Chad has nowhere to go." About that time a knock came on the door. "Tommy^Å.Todd^Å.Chad^Å.can we come in?" came Mom's voice from the other side of the door. Tommy covered himself back up and said, "Yeah, Mom, you can come on in." Mom and Dad came into our room. Mom sat at the foot of one bed and Dad sat at the foot of the other bed. "You Mom and I have been thinking. With all that's transpired, here and at Chad's house, Chad is more than welcome to stay here," said Dad. "Really, no kidding," I replied. I turned at gave Chad a quick kiss on the lips, "but where's he going to sleep, especially when Tommy's home from college?" "Well," said Dad, "we've got that extra room in the basement we've been wanted to finished. Maybe we can make that into a small apartment for you two, at least until you graduate from high school." "Oh, cool," we both said at the same time. We gave Mom and Dad a hug and then hugged each other. "We'll start first thing next weekend. Your brother's going back to college, tonight, so you two can use this room until we get the basement ready." "Great, totally awesome," we said. The day turned into evening and the evening into night. It was time for Tommy to head back to college. It was getting late. Chad and I also had school tomorrow, so we headed up the stairs to try to get a good night's sleep. Comments to - jackingbud69@yahoo.com