Date: Mon, 29 Nov 2021 02:00:00 -0700 From: John Henry Subject: Growing Up Charlie Chapter 23 (Gay/Incest) DONATION: Nifty is a not-for-profit organization that heavily relies on our donations to keep the site free and accessible. Your donations pay for web hosting fees and other day-to-day activities for the wonderful staff of editors/publishers. You can donate on the website at http://donate.nifty.org/ Every little bit counts. DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction, and contains explicit, sexual content involving adults over the age of 21 and minors under the age of 16, and scenes of incest involving step-parents/step-children. If viewing this material is illegal where you live, OR you're a minor under the age of 18, please stop reading this. If you're not sure about this legatilty, please stop reading until you have looked into your own, local laws. Any likeness or similarity between persons, places, products or concepts are purely coincidental. If you would like to leave any positive feedback, please let me know. Thank you. Chapter 23 Justin pulled into Will's driveway. Billy pleaded to do the driving, but Justin's insurance only covered him and his father, which left Billy pouting for most of the drive. Luckily, it wasn't a long trip. "Thanks again for letting me stay, Mr. Parker," Justin said as he shook Will's hand. "Of course," Will replied, "You mean a lot to my son and to Charlie as well. I don't know what we would do without you." Justin blushed and carried his things to his boyfriend's room. Billy's room was what you'd expect from a teenage, gay boy: Posters of hot, athletic men wearing little to no clothes pinned to the walls, a Pride flag on the wall above the headboard, a closet full of trendy clothes and just enough clutter to make a statement, while not being in the way. Billy dropped his backpack on the floor and flung himself on his queen size bed. Justin sat next to him and said, "What do you want to do tonight?" "Drive your car," Billy said, rolling on his side to face his boyfriend. "Ha! Nice try," Justin said. He leaned down and kissed Billy. "Honestly," Billy said, rolling onto his back again, "I don't care. At some point, I have to prepare for the meeting tomorrow, but aside from that, I'm good with whatever you want to do." "Well," Justin said, as he climbed on top of Billy, "I'm sure we can think of at least one thing to do." Justin and Billy passionately kissed. Billy ran his hands up and down Justin's thighs and slapped the jock on the ass. Justin chuckled and continued to kiss Billy. There was a knock on the door, and the high schoolers moved apart, as Billy called out to his father to enter. Will said, "I'm sure I'm interrupting, but dinner will be in about an hour." "Thanks," Billy said, with a bit of sarcastic impatience that American teens speak best. "Of course," Will said, as he entered fully into the room, closing the door behind him. "Justin, I'm not sure if you and Billy have talked about safe sex or not." Billy's eyes grew to the size of hubcaps and his face blushed instantly. "Dad!" The younger Parker warned, "Don't!" Justin looked at Will and said, "Yes, Mr. Parker. Your son and I have talked about protection many times." "Justin!" Billy exclaimed. "Don't encourage him!" Ignoring his boyfriend's mounting discomfort, Justin continued to explain to Will that they discussed several methods of safe sex and consent. Will approved and offered to give pointers, as Billy buried his face in his pillows. Justin and Will continued the conversation in great detail, especially about sexual positions that worked better than most. "He's gone," Justin said after Will closed the room. "Now, where were we?" Justin tried cuddling with his ball of a boyfriend, but Billy wasn't having any of it. "You think you're getting sex after what you just did?" Billy groaned from under three pillows and a blanket. "It was an innocent conversation," Justin rationalized. "You two embarrassed the hell out of me on purpose," Billy whined. Justin managed to get his face next to Billy's and kissed him. "You're lucky I love you," Billy said. "You love me?" Justin asked. Despite the length of their relationship, neither had said the L-word before. "I mean, I--" "I love you, too," Justin said, kissing Billy once more. "It's hot in here, right?" Billy said, hoping to change the subject. "That's because we're buried in your bedding." "I think I'm going to help Dad with dinner," Billy said. He got up and left the room, leaving Justin wondering what had happened. Given the cooler, autumn weather, Will made a hearty, beef stew. He bought some small sourdough loaves and turned them into garlic bread bowls. Will and Billy each had a glass of red wine, while Justin stuck to water. "So, Justin," Will said. Billy shot his father a stern glare, which caused his father to laugh. "Don't worry. This is appropriate for the dinner table," He said to his son. To Justin, he continued, "I don't think you've stayed here since Billy's birthday." "No Sir," Justin answered. "I've been busy with school, football and taking care of things at home." "Yet, you have time to be with Billy and taking care of Charlie." Justin looked at the older man across from him and said, "Well, Sir, Billy is my boyfriend, and I'll always make time for him, and helping Charlie just seems to be the right thing to do. He's been through so much, and it seems like it never ends for him." "It does seem like that," Will conceded. "What does your father think of your busy life?" "He isn't home that much anymore," Justin said. "He works out of town a lot." "He's in sales, isn't he?" "Yes Sir." Will poured himself another glass of wine. Billy reached for the bottle, and Will told him that one glass was enough. Billy protested, but Will stuck to his choice. Again to Justin, Will asked, "What does he sell?" "Automotive parts, I think," Justin said, looking contemplative. "He doesn't talk about work much. He spends most of his time talking about his products while working, so he doesn't like discussing it at home." "I completely understand," Will said. "I love my computer business, but there's a limit on how much I want to talk about it." They ate in silence for the rest of the main course. Once everyone was done, Will brought out a homemade bread pudding, with homemade, vanilla ice cream. "So," Will continued, after serving everyone, "What's everyone's plans for after high school?" Billy rolled his eyes and said, "I'm only a sophomore, Dad. I still have two years to figure that out." "Capre diem," Will retorted. "Carpet, what?" Will chuckled and said, "It's Latin. It means, 'Seize the Day.' In other words, don't procrastinate." "If Billy didn't procrastinate, he'd be someone else," Justin quipped. Billy sighed at the mocking, then said, "I don't procrastinate; in fact, Justin and I will be attending the student union lunch tomorrow to go over plans for the rest of the year." "I sit corrected," Will said. "But, once you're out of school, you won't be able to attend high school luncheons." "Fine," Billy said, "I want to take a year off of school and travel." "Interesting," Will said. "Does that mean you're going to get a job and save for this trip?" "No," Billy replied, confused. "I have the money you got from selling Dan's houses." Just before Billy's abuser was convicted, Will had tricked the man into selling all of his assets to him. Will then pulled some shady, legal maneuvers, which led to Billy not only getting the profits from the estates, except for the money that was originally supposed to pay for it all. "That money isn't yours unless you go to college or you turn 24," Will said, matter-of-fact. "Why can't I have, like, $20,000?" Billy asked, as if asking for a penny. "How much?" Justin said, nearly choking on his ice cream. Getting annoyed, Will said, "I hardly think this is the time to be discussing how much you're worth." "Why not?" Billy asked. "You had no problem discussing my sex life earlier." "That was just teasing," Will countered. "This is nothing to joke about." Justin looked from father to son. He could feel the tension from Will, and he could sense the conflict in Billy. Billy meant it as a joke, but his father's refusal to even talk about his money annoyed him. He was rarely at odds with biological father, who was open and honest about everything, so to see Will get secretive, confused and frustrated him. Not wanting to deal with another conflict with Billy's family, Justin redirected the conversation. "I plan to go into the Peace Corp after high school." Taking the change of subject, Will said, "How exciting." He could see his son's irritation and decided to talk to the teen when it was just the two of them. To Justin, Will continued. "Your father must be proud." "Actually," Justin said, slightly lowering his gaze, "he's not happy about it. He wants me to join the Army, like he did, but I'm not a fan of war." "I believe that's called being a 'Questionable Objector.' Many people during Vietnam went to prison for refusing the draft. Interestingly, it was Mohammad Ali's refusal to join after being drafted that helped end that practice." "Who's Mohammad Ali?" Billy asked. "How are we even related?" Will chuckled, causing Justin to laugh. Billy and Justin went to bed early. Will offered to give a few more pointers, but stopped when Billy rushed from the room, his fingers in his ears, crying out, "La la la la la...." "Can we talk about earlier?" Justin asked, as he got into bed. Billy took off all of his clothes and got into bed, semi-erect, pre-cum already dripping from the head of his circumcised penis. "Do we have to?" He countered, kissing Justin's neck. Billy reached a hand under the blankets and began stroking Justin's fully erect, uncut cock. "Um," Justin said, growing distracted. "I, uh, think we need to." "I think your dick says otherwise." Billy kissed from Justin's neck down to his chest, stopping at his boyfriend's nipples. Justin was naturally smooth, but he did have some faint, blonde hairs around his small areolas. Billy licked and suckled Justin's petite, pink nipple, while continuing to stroke Justin's cock. Justin moaned to make Billy happy. His nipples weren't sensitive in the slightest, but Billy loved playing with them. "I love you," Justin said. Sure enough, Justin got the desired effect. Billy stopped what he was doing and looked up at Justin like a deer caught in headlights. "Well," Justin said, expectedly. "Are you going to say it back or are we actually going to talk about it?" Billy pulled away from Justin. He sat up and looked across the room. Justin sat up as well, but turned towards his boyfriend. They sat in silence; Justin waited on Billy, while Billy got lost in his thoughts. "I don't know why I said it," Billy somberly said. "It felt right in the moment and just came out." "Do you mean it?" Justin asked. "I must," Billy replied. "Isn't that what a Freudian Slip is? When you say something accidentally that you really mean subconsciously?" "Yeah, that's what it means." Billy looked at Justin and asked, "Did you mean it?" "To be completely honest," Justin said, "I didn't. I said it because you said it, and I felt like I had to say it back." "Oh," Billy said. He felt like an ass. He was in love with Rick and nothing was ever going to change that. At one time, he was in love with Ry, but now, they barely tolerate each other. Did he really love Justin then? "I really like you," Justin continued. "I think there's the potential of being in love with you, but I'm not sure if I know what love is. This is the longest relationship I've ever had. The other two were only a couple of months, and they were in the closet, so does that even count?" "I wouldn't count them," Billy said. "Then you're the only boyfriend I've ever had." "So, what does that say about us? About Me?" "I think it's more about me than you or us." "Great," Billy said, sarcastically, "It's you, not me." "It really is, though," Justin said. "We're both from broken homes, but your Mom and Rick were together for a long time. My mom died giving birth to me, so I had to deal with the revolving door of my father's constantly failing relationships. You got to see and experience love between two people, while I never knew what a love like that was." "So," Billy asked, "you don't think you could ever love me?" "I didn't say that," Justin corrected. "I'm not sure I would recognize it, but that doesn't mean I wouldn't feel it. It's like feeling scared without knowing why." "Except, you'd know you were scared. Love is a feeling, not a situation." "I'm sorry if I offended you," Justin said, having heard the pain in Billy's voice. "I'm not offended," Billy stated defiantly. "I'm also sorry that I hurt you," Justin offered. "I should've kept my mouth shut." Just went to roll over, away from Billy, but Billy put his hand on Justin's shoulder to stop him. Billy then put his head on Justin's chest and sounding as if he was about to start crying, asked, "Can we just pretend like none of this happened?" "Sure," Justin said, kissing Billy on the head, while ignoring the tears he felt on his chest and his face. ***Coming Soon, Chapter 24***