Date: Sun, 17 Apr 2022 10:24:00 +0000 From: Andrew Passey Subject: Danny The Bully Part Nine (Young Friends) I was really annoyed with myself after Gaz had told me about him and Danny. I could have told him the truth at the time but I bottled it. The risk after what Gaz had said about hating me was just too great. Now it felt like I was further away from telling him how I felt and what I was doing with Danny. After all, telling him now would obviously provoke the question, "Why didn't you tell me when I told you everything?" Yes I could probably talk my way out of it but what if I couldn't? What if somehow Gaz guessed that I didn't hate sucking Danny off as much as he did? Even if I told him everything I could just imagine his reaction. "So you love me but you're sucking another boy's dick every week and you didn't tell me? Doesn't sound like love to me." In reality I was probably overthinking it. After all, finding out what he was doing didn't make me think any less of Gaz so why would he not be the same? I guess the teenage mind doesn't always think straight though so I'd just spend a lot of time thinking about telling him but never getting round to it. It was a few weeks after Gaz had told me everything. Gaz's parents were away for the Saturday night. He and I wanted him to stay at mine but his parents had arranged for him to stay with Danny instead. I'd just never had anyone over to stay and I guess the close friendship with Gaz's parents and Peter made it the sensible choice. Gaz was pissed off about it as he'd much rather have stayed with me. As he ranted to me I also knew there was that unspoken thing between us. He knew that I knew he sucked Danny. Was Gaz worried he might have suck him all Saturday night long? It drove me mad to think that Danny might use the opportunity for extra sucking opportunities. I stressed about it all weekend and when Monday came I was anxious to find out how it went. It wasn't until lunchtime that we had time to chat properly. As we walked around the playground I asked how it went. I didn't want to ask about the sex side of things and I suspect Gaz wouldn't want to tell me. After all he'd said it was too humiliating to talk about. "Well...truth be told..It was.. a bit weird. Danny was actually nice to me and on his best behaviour. Like he used to be when we were young but Peter....I dunno Tom, there was an incident that didn't seem quite right." "What sort of incident?" I asked in surprise. I was surprised Danny was nice to him and more surprised it seemed that something had happened with Peter. "So Saturday afternoon when I went over Peter was his usual self. Friendly, chatty, you know what he's like. We had takeaway, we watched a movie, Danny was nice and all was fine." I guessed that "Danny was nice" was code for "he didn't make me suck his dick". I stayed quiet while Gaz kept talking. "So Sunday morning after we had breakfast I said I was going to have a shower. Peter thought it was a good idea and he sent Danny out to the shop to get some bread for lunch. So I strip off down to my pants in the bedroom.." As Gaz said this I felt a stirring in my own pants at the thought of seeing Gaz prancing around the bedroom in his! "I went into the bathroom, there's no lock there never has been as I guess Peter didn't want Danny to get locked in when he was younger! So I have my shower, turn the tap off, get out of the shower and then..." Gaz paused either for dramatic effect or for me to ask him what happened next. So I played along and said, "Then what?!" "Well the bathroom door opened and Peter was standing there and I was facing him stark bollock naked. He said he was bringing me extra towels in case I needed them. He then looked me up and down and I swear it was like I was a piece of meat. He then said I had a great body and that he bet lots of boys were envious of how I looked. Then we both heard the front door open and Danny came back shouting he'd forgotten the money which broke the moment. I grabbed a towel off Peter and went and got changed in the bedroom. Peter seemed really pissed off and shouted at Danny for forgetting the money. I then said I'd go with Danny to the shop so we did that," I was confused. What was the big reveal? Peter was bringing Gaz extra towels and he just happened to walk in at the wrong time. Or the right time if he'd have been me! I felt a bit hot and horny at the thought of walking in on Gaz naked. I just couldn't see what the problem was with what happened. "Sounds innocent enough. A bit unfortunate timing wise to be seen naked but he's right, you do have a great body." I realised I'd maybe said too much and as he looked at me with a strange expression I stammered. "Sorry...I mean from a sporty perspective. Anyway that doesn't sound too strange. He was being a good host and making sure you had a towel." "Yeah but I felt really uncomfortable. Like he was going to do something to me. " "Like what?!" I asked incredulously. Peter was the nicest adult I knew and he'd been so good to me. Gaz was totally overreacting. So he got seen naked? Big fucking deal. Peter had probably seen him naked loads of times when he was growing up. "I dunno, something...sexual maybe?" Gaz said although he didn't sound too certain. However just the mere suggestion of this riled me up and I felt an urge to defend Peter from whatever ridiculous allegations Gaz was suggesting. "Sexual?! Fucking hell Gaz it's Peter!!! He's your Dad's close friend, you've spent loads of time with him and you've never said anything like this before. Clearly it was a complete misunderstanding. He was bringing you towels!!!" "I know and he's never done or said anything like this before. But I can't help thinking if Danny hadn't come back when he did he might have jumped me and done who knows what." "Gaz, you're my best mate. But you're acting like a fucking idiot! I understand Danny's making you do something you hate but that's nothing to do with Peter. You could tell Peter and he'd put a stop to it but you refuse to! Now you're trying to suggest he's some fucking pervert because he walked in on you naked?! It's his house! He's got the right to go where he wants. Fucking hell, he's trying to do a good thing making sure his guest is comfortable and you're massively overreacting! Have a word with yourself!" I got progressively more annoyed and outraged as I ranted the words and I could tell I'd probably overdid it. "Fine, I was just telling you it seemed weird. I wish I hadn't told you. I thought you'd at least listen to me." "Look I'm sorry, you know you can tell me anything and I shouldn't have gotten so annoyed. It's just Peter's been really good to me," I said trying to be contrite but still annoyed at the slur on Peter's character. Maybe I just knew him better than Gaz and maybe he didn't realise how much support Peter had given me over the past few months, "Maybe you're right and I'm wrong. It just...felt a bit off," Gaz said, throwing out an olive branch which I was going to gratefully accept. "I totally get it, fuck it would be very embarrassing to been seen naked by an adult! So I understand you feeling uncomfortable and maybe I was a bit harsh in my reply. If I'm trying to justify my reaction, well look at it this way. If I'd been at a sleepover at yours and your Dad had walked on me naked would you want me suggesting he was a perv?" Gaz was quiet for a moment, "Of course not because he isn't! Also...." "Also what?" "I'm not being rude Tom but you know Peter isn't your dad?" This cut me like a knife and I reacted badly. "Yes Gaz I know. My Dad is dead. Thanks for reminding me. Oh and Peter isn't a pervert. You're the one sucking his son off every week." I stormed off leaving him calling after me. That was a really low fucking blow. I knew Peter wasn't my Dad, it was just nice having someone I could talk to. Someone who looked out for me. It was all well and good for Gaz. Mr Perfect Family with his perfect parents. I remembered how he'd laughed at me when I hadn't known about puberty. Once the red mist had cleared though I felt terrible about the jibe I'd made about him sucking Danny off. We both ignored each other all afternoon and it wasn't until Wednesday that things sort of went back to normal. Gaz initiated it by apologising about what he'd said and I did the same. By the end of the week I think we'd both sort of forgotten our argument. Things were pretty much back to normal. I guess hormones and puberty can cause stresses and strains in any friendship. We'd both said things we regretted and we'd both apologised. In retrospect I'd been much meaner than he had and I really wanted to make it up to him. I was tempted to talk to Peter about what Danny was making Gaz do. But that wouldn't be great. I'd have to admit to doing it. The whole thing would explode and who knows what the collateral damage would be. But I'd pretty much do almost anything to help Gaz get out of his situation. Unbeknownst to me an opportunity was very soon to present itself but would I be willing to risk it all to save the boy I loved?