Date: Fri, 04 Apr 2008 19:04:18 +0200
From: oh-boy@playful.com
Subject: Thanks for Tellin' 7

Hi peeps, here's the next part for you.

I'm giving this story a little different direction so there might be a
little less sex in the next parts. I hope you'll bear with me anyway, I'll
try to provide a little of the fun you're expecting as the situation allows
:)

As always I'd love to hear what the story did for you or any other comments
you may have. If you think it's not worth reading anymore the way it's
going let me know too.

Send your comments to oh-boy@playful.com.

Enjoy!

Oliver
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Thanks for Tellin' - Part 7


Twenty minutes later we heard Mark and Joe ride their bikes up our
driveway. Matt and I were sitting at the kitchen table. We hadn't spoken a
lot since we came over from the Grahams' after lunch. Matt was obviously
very anxious about how the meeting with Mark and Joe would go. He looked
drawn and pale. I had held his hand while we were waiting, caressing it
with my fingers, trying to reassure him.

I got up and opened the door from the kitchen to the driveway. Mark walked
up but Joe stood hesitantly a few yards behind him. He looked almost as bad
as Matt did. His shoulders were slumped and he hung his head a little. Mark
looked around at him, gave a little exasperated grunt and walked back over
to Joe.

He said "Oh come on!" and grabbed his arm. He gave Joe a little push and
softly shoved him into the house.

Matt was still sitting at the table. Mark made a point of going over to him
and greeting him. He walked by Matt's chair to sit next to him and in
passing him he put a hand on his shoulder and said "Hey Matt."

I sat on the other side of the table from Matt and reached over to take his
hand again. Joe still hesitated, but after a second he dropped down in the
chair furthest away from Matt. Nobody said anything for a while. Mark, Matt
and I looked at Joe but Joe just looked at the table.

Finally I said softly "Hey, Joe, will you please tell me what's the
matter?"

Joe looked up and I thought I saw tears in his eyes. He looked at me and
with a strangled voice said "You can't be. I mean you can't be..." He
hesitated again and cleared his throat. Then he started again, a little
more determinedly. "Fuck, I mean, you can't be gay. You're my best friend
for fuck's sake. If you'd hear what my Dad says about gays. All the gross
things they do to each other. And the way they look and talk. That's not
you."

I was shocked. Joe never used that kind of language. And that he of all
people would stoop to repeating these kinds of prejudices was almost
incredible.

Mark seemed to see it the same way. He leaned over the table and looked Joe
directly in the eyes. "Joe, man, listen to yourself. Just stop a second and
fucking think about what you just said. What your Dad says? You would
normally bite your own tongue out before repeating the bullshit your Dad
comes up with. And you know that that's bullshit."

Joe was taken aback. His eyes widened at the intensity with which Mark had
attacked him. He shouted "But man, they say they're fucking queer. How can
you stand that?"

Matt jumped at Joe's outburst. I gripped his hand harder. I looked at him
and saw that he also had tears in his eyes.

Mark started to say something but I cut him short. "Joe, look at me! I'm
still the same guy I was four weeks ago. Nothing changed, ok? I didn't turn
gay all of a sudden, I didn't turn into some kind of queen or something. I
was always that way, I only didn't realize it. I'm still your friend, I do
all the same things. We can do all the same things. This has nothing to do
with you."

I took a breath. Joe looked at me and I could almost see his brain working.

I looked over at Matt and said "Although something did change. I'm
incredibly happy now. Because of Matt. Because he makes me feel great. And
right. I mean it feels like I've been waiting for this. It's just right, I
don't know how else I can put it. You have to see that, don't you? How can
it be wrong when I'm so happy?"

Mark cut in "And they're not hurting anyone. They're not doing anything to
anyone else. Whatever they do to each other," he snickered, "they don't
make anyone do anything they don't want to do, ok? It's their life, they
have to live with it, not you."

Joe looked at us with big eyes. I had the feeling we were finally getting
through to him. Then I thought of something. I looked at Matt.

"Matt, could you tell Joe what happened with your old friends?"

Matt looked at me uncertainly. I knew this was a lot to ask.

I squeezed his hand and said "Please?"

Then I looked at Joe and said "Joe, I know you, I know what kind of a
person you are. I want you to listen to this and then you tell me that
you're not like that, ok?" Then I looked back at Matt.

Matt took a deep breath as he made his decision. Then he said "Ok."

And then he started telling Mark and Joe what he had told me. He didn't go
into all the details, like Devon's thing with that girl or the jack off
sessions they had. But he said he had been in love with one of his old
friends and had let himself be carried away and kissed him. And he told
them what followed, the fight and how Devon had told all his other friends
what had happened. And how his friends had ignored and avoided him from
then on. How his last few months at his old school had been hell for him.

He started talking softly and a few times he had to choke back his
tears. After a minute I got up and stood behind his chair. I put my arms
around him from behind, laying my hands on his chest, standing close to him
so his head touched my belly. He took a deep breath when I touched him and
his voice got a little more steady.

When he was done I leaned down and whispered "Thank you" into his ear. I
gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and went back to my chair.

Joe looked at Matt with a shocked face. Again he had tears in his eyes. For
a little while it was quiet. Then Joe cleared his throat.

"Ok, I need some time, ok? I need to sort this out."

Mark looked at him and said "Yeah, right. Think about this like you usually
do with problems, ok? You know how to work things out, find the right
solution. I mean, you know what's right, you just have to get your head
around it."

Joe got up and took a deep breath. "Ok, I think I have to be on my own for
a while. I'll talk to you later."

I said "Promise?"

He grinned a tiny little smile and said "Yeah, promise."

Then he slowly walked out and closed the door behind him.

I got up, walked back over to Matt and put my hands on his shoulders. I
looked at Mark and said "Do you think he'll come around?"

Mark grinned. "Oh yeah. I think I already had him when I made him see that
it was his father's bullshit he was repeating here. But you guys sure got
to him too." He looked at Matt. "Man, what assholes those guys back there
are. I mean, I know they used to be your friends, but then... Man, they
better not come near me."

Matt grinned. "Thanks. You're really cool, you know. I think I'm more or
less over that now, thank god. And thank Dylan, of course." He looked
around at me and smiled. "You can't imagine how good it feels to finally be
able to talk about all this. And to have friends again." He swallowed hard.

Mark got out of his chair. "Ok, now what? I actually did bring the
Playstation, you know. You guys wanna play?"

Matt also stood up. I put my arm around his waist. I could feel he was
still breathing a bit hard after telling his story.

I said "Matt, what do you think?"

Matt took a deep breath and said "Sure, why not. I guess it would be good
to get my mind off all this stuff for a while."

So we set up the Playstation and played a few games. Most of the time Mark
beat the hell out of us, but Matt, once he had gotten back into a better
mood, wasn't bad at all. I didn't do all too bad either and we had quite a
bit of fun for a couple of hours. Matt and Mark seemed to get along without
any problems and I was extremely glad about that.

At around half past five Mark looked at his watch and said "Hey, I gotta
get going. The 'rents want me home for dinner. I'll see you guys around."

We all got up and walked to the door. We stood there for a second and this
time Matt stood behind me and put his arms around me, which made me feel
all warm inside. At last he felt confident enough to do that.

I said to Mark "Ok, see ya. And thanks again for getting Joe to come
back. I wonder if he'll call or something."

Mark grinned. "Give him some time. You know he ain't stupid, hell come
crawling back. He can't live without us. You'll see. Ok, laters."

As Mark turned for the door Matt said "Hey Mark, how come you're so cool
about the whole thing? I never thought anyone could be so ... I don't know
... normal about it."

Mark looked at Matt and thought about it for a second. Then he said "But it
is, isn't it? I mean normal. I never thought about it or anything. I'm sure
everybody knows what's best for him. I mean, I don't have to like what you
like, right? But that doesn't mean I can't like you. To be honest, I don't
give a damn. I'm me and I loved fucking that bitch in France. You're you
and you love fucking Dylan. As long as he loves it too and no one gets
hurt, what do I care."

Matt and I both blushed heavily.

I said "Matt and I haven't..."

Mark gave me his most wicked grin. "You haven't? Well you should give it a
try, believe me. Ok, I really gotta run now."

He hesitated for a second, looking at us standing there together, Mark
still holding me from behind. Then he grinned again. "Actually, looking at
you two cuddle bunnies, I could almost get jealous." Then he laughed and
the door slammed shut behind him.

When he was gone I slipped out of Matt's embrace and turned around to look
at him.

Matt looked at me with a big grin on his face. "Man, he's a real
character. I wish I had friends like that."

"You do now, don't you see that?"

Matt's face got serious for a second, then he smiled again. "Yeah, I guess
I do. Wow."

A little while later we went over to Matt's house for dinner. After dinner
we rode our bikes around for some time to get some air before we went back
to my place.

When we got to the bedroom Matt said "Hey, do you mind if we take it a bit
slower tonight? I'm still in a strange mood and I think I'm not really up
to anything much right now."

I put my arms around him, gave him a kiss on the mouth and said "Sure, no
problem."

We undressed and got into bed together. I snuggled up close to him,
relishing the feeling of his naked body touching mine. I got hard but Matt
was very quiet and so we just cuddled for a while, talking about what had
happened.

We must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew was that Matt was
shaking me lightly saying "Dylan, wake up. There's someone outside calling
for you."

I sat up drowsily and looked at the alarm clock. It was 5:00 am, outside it
was just beginning to get light. And then I heard it. Something clattered
softly against my window and then someone called "Dylan, please, are you
there?"

I walked over to the window and looked out. In the early morning light I
saw Joe standing in the driveway, getting ready to throw another little
rock.

I called softly "Wait a sec, I'll let you in."

Matt and I put our shirts and boxers back on and went downstairs. I opened
the door and Joe walked in. He looked horrible. His eyes were bloodshot and
had dark rings under them.

He said "Hey, sorry for this, but I didn't sleep all night and I just had
to come over and talk to you. I want this out of the way."

I said "Sure, come in. How did you get away from home at this time of the
night?"

"Oh, you know our house. I'm so far away from anyone else I can just go, no
one will notice."

Then he walked in. When he saw Matt standing in the room he hesitated for a
second. Then he seemed to give himself a push and walked over to him. He
held out his hand and said "Matt, I'm sorry. I truly apologize. I was
completely out of line earlier. I know I hurt your feelings. That is
definitely not my way normally."

Matt took Joe's hand and held it for a second. "Apology accepted."

He obviously didn't know what else to say so I said "Joe, do you wanna talk
about it? Come on, let's sit over here." And I walked over to the couch.

Matt came over and sat next to me and Joe sat down in one of the chairs
opposite us.

He took a deep breath and started. "Ok, I apologize again. First things
first. Dylan, you asked me to tell you if I was like those so-called
friends of Matt. Well, that really got me thinking. And of course I want to
say I'm not. But the way I acted earlier I can see how you might think I
am. So there obviously was something wrong."

Joe took another deep breath. "So I tried to find out why I reacted the way
I did. And I realized that Mark was right also. It was just the stuff my
Dad says all the time. I mean, I don't know anyone who's gay, so what do I
know? It's just, for Dad it's like the worst thing in the world and he
let's us know that all the time, whether there's a reason or not. So just
the fact that he thinks so makes it clear that there has to be something
wrong with that notion."

Joe moved a bit in his chair and continued "So I went on the internet to
find out what we're talking about here. And the more I read about it the
more I realized that everything in my head about this topic was really what
Mark said it was, Dad's bullshit. Can you believe how much that scared me?
I thought I had my own mind and I find out that he is still in there,
controlling me. How much more bullshit did he put into me?"

He rubbed his eyes. "So what I found out basically were two things. One,
it's obviously not a choice you make. To be gay I mean. And you can't say
no if you are. And two, I couldn't believe all the people out there who are
gay. And they're all perfectly normal. Kids, adults, scientists, you name
it. So I thought, ok, Dylan is one of them then. I went to bed and tried to
go to sleep, but the whole thing kept going round and round my head. I
tried to find out why I have such a hard time with this. And I realized
something else. You and I were always the ones who didn't get the girls. I
mean, with me it's obvious, just look at me, scrawny midget that I am."

I tried to interrupt him but he waved his hand at me. "Don't start, I know
what people see when they see me for the first time. But with you there
with me I always thought, well, even looking like Dylan is no guarantee for
success with the girls. And that was a sort of comfort to me. And now I
find out that the only reason you had no girl was that you never wanted one
in the first place. I know it doesn't make sense but that made me feel even
worse. Like, ok, so it is just because of me after all. Dylan could have
had one all the time. So I was hurt."

He sighed deeply again. "And then I thought, but he's my friend. I love
being with him. And nothing of this is his fault. And you said it wouldn't
change anything between us. And you said you're happy. So I thought, ok, I
was completely wrong. And I have to find a way to deal with this if I don't
wanna lose you. So I decided we needed to talk about it. And here I am."

I looked at him tenderly. That was the Joe I knew, always getting to the
core of the problem and finding a solution.

I said "Joe, I'm so glad you feel that way. I'd hate losing you as a friend
too. I promise this will not change anything if I can help it."

Matt cleared his throat and said. "I know what it's like to lose a friend,
I told you about it. I don't want to come between you in any way."

Joe looked at Matt for a little while. Then he said "You know, I thought
about you too. At first I was mad at you, guess you noticed. But I didn't
want to be. I hate being mad at people. And I found out it was for the
wrong reason anyway. I don't even know you at all, so how can I be mad at
you? You gotta be a good guy if Dylan likes you so much. So I made a
decision. I will try to change my attitude, ok? I would like to see you as
a new friend, as an addition to our little group here. And I will try my
best to accept what you and Dylan have."

Joe looked back at me. "Just give me a little time please. I know I'll work
it out. And if I act like a jerk again, give me a kick, ok?"

I grinned at him. "That sounds like a deal to me. Matt?"

Matt looked immensely relieved. He had a smile on his face. He said "Man,
yeah, perfect." He turned to Joe, still smiling. "Thank you so much. You
can't begin to imagine what this means to me."

Joe also smiled a little now. "Hey, again, I'm really sorry for before. And
although I know it will take me some time to get used to, I'm really glad
we worked this out. And now I better get back home before someone comes to
wake me up and finds I've gone missing."

We walked Joe to the door and he made sure to shake Matt's hand as well as
mine as he walked out.

When he was gone Matt and I stood looking at each other for a while, both
of us grinning widely. Then Mark grabbed me in a fierce embrace.

"Oh my god, Dylan, that's so cool. I'm so happy, I could dance."

And he swung me around a couple of times. I laughed out loud. Then he let
me go and grabbed my hand.

He pulled me to the stairs and said "Now I'm ready for some early morning
action, what do you say?"

I grinned and answered "Sure thing. Morning exercise is good for you."

I felt my dick get hard already.

Back in my room Matt plopped down on the bed. He was still smiling like a
kid who found the door to candy land. I dropped down next to him.

Matt turned his face to me and said "You can't imagine how relieved I
am. Now I don't only have you but your friends actually seem to be ok with
it. I was so afraid when they showed up yesterday that everything was going
to fall apart. But now ..."

Then he rolled over so he was on top of me and started kissing me. He dug
his arms under my body and pulled me close. Then he shoved one arm under my
t-shirt and the other into my boxers, slipping his fingers into my butt
crack.

He broke the kiss, lifted his head a little so he could look into my face
and said "Hey, the thing Mark said, you know, give it a try..." He grinned
mischievously.

I looked at him for a second before I realized what he was talking
about. His fingers sliding deeper into my ass crack helped me understand
him though. A shiver of excitement went through me. That was another thing
I had never thought about before. But I was a little scared also. And that
must have shown on my face because Matt's grin turned into a warm smile.

He said "Just kidding. Don't worry, I don't think I'm ready for that either
yet."

I lifted my head up and kissed him. "Hey, with you I'll try anything. But I
only started jacking off the day I first saw you. I didn't know anything
about sex before I touched you. I think I need a little more time before we
... you know, go that far."

Matt kissed me again and then rolled himself off me. I turned over on my
side and looked at him. Matt looked a little thoughtful all of a sudden. I
reached over and shoved my hand under his t-shirt, running it over his
belly and his pecs.

I said "Hey, don't be mad, I didn't want to push you away."

He looked at me and grinned again. "Don't be stupid, I'm not mad. It's
just, what you said, I realized that we've only been together for what? Ten
days? It's still all so fresh. And it feels like all my life. I can't even
imagine being without you again."

He turned onto his side and moved over closer to me. I slipped my hand from
his belly over to his back under his shirt.

Matt kissed me and said "Dylan, I will never do anything you don't want me
to." Then he grinned again. "I do know what you want me to do though."

He pushed me over onto my back, kneeled beside me and started pulling off
my shirt. I started giggling. When he had my shirt off he turned to face my
feet and pulled down my boxers. My dick pointed up, quivering a little with
my laughter. Then he took off his own shirt and boxers and got back to his
kneeling position. He lowered his head and once again I felt the wonderful
feeling as my dick slipped into his hot wet mouth.

I looked down and over at his body and saw his own dick, rock hard with the
foreskin still covering the head, bobbing up and down in time with his
upper body as he slipped my dick in and out of his mouth. I had an idea. I
grabbed hiss ass with my hand and pulled it over in my direction. Matt let
my dick slip out of his mouth and looked at me questioningly. Then he
understood and grinned. He moved over, lifting one leg over me so his knees
were on either side of me. I caught the smell of his crotch, which made me
want him even more. Now the object of my desire was directly in front of my
face.

Matt leaned back down and took my dick back into his mouth. For a second
the sensation made me close my eyes and moan. Then I opened them again and
softly grabbed Matt's dick with my right hand. I pulled it down to my mouth
and stuck out my tongue. I pushed it into the little hole at the tip of his
foreskin. I wriggled it around a little, tasting his delicious precum. Now
it was Matt's turn to moan.

I lifted my head a little and put my lips on the tip of his dick. Then I
pulled back his foreskin with my hand as slowly as I could while at the
same time slipping my lips over his dick head. Matt stopped his movements
on my dick and when his foreskin was all the way back and his dick all the
way in my mouth he let out a long deep groan. It felt funny because he
still had my dick in his mouth and the vibrations from his voice and his
breath tickled me a bit.

Then Matt started his rhythm on my dick again and I matched it, bobbing my
head up and down in time with him. The sensation was fantastic. Having Matt
give me such intense pleasure while at the same time making him feel the
same thing made me feel much closer to him than ever before. Also I just
loved feeling his hot dick in my mouth, leaking its precum onto my tongue,
sliding it in and out of my throat.

After a couple of minutes we were both moaning and panting loudly. The
sexual energy in my body was rising every second, getting me closer and
closer to ecstasy. I was writhing on the bed, gyrating my hips and pushing
my dick deeper into Matt's throat. It was becoming more and more difficult
to keep Matt's dick in, much less keep a steady rhythm going. Matt was also
starting to jerk uncontrollably above me.

Somehow we both managed to keep going until Matt finally couldn't hold out
any longer. He pushed his dick deep into my throat, threw his head back,
letting my dick slip out, and shot his hot cum down my throat. The sound he
made was like a low howl. That feeling, his dick jumping in my mouth, the
taste of his cum and that sound made me explode also. My orgasm rocked my
hole body as I shot spurt after spurt of cum into Matt's face.

After the longest time we finally calmed down a bit. Matt looked at my dick
which was covered in my cum. He lowered his head one more time and slipped
his mouth over it again. He closed his lips around its base and slid them
back up, licking up my cum like he was licking a popsicle. Then he smacked
his lips and turned around to me again. I had to laugh when I saw his face,
splattered with my cum.

I said "Here, let me clean that up for you," and grabbed my t-shirt from
the floor. I wiped off Matt's face as he lay down next to me. Then I
dropped the shirt back to the floor and lay down facing Matt.

He looked at me and said "Wow, what a wonderful morning. I have never felt
better in my life." He hesitated a second, still looking at me with his
stunning green eyes, now clearly visible in the morning light. Then he
reached his hand up, smoothed my hair out of my face and said "Dylan, I
think I'm really in love with you."

I didn't know what to say, couldn't say anything. I had a lump in my throat
and tears came to my eyes. I smiled at Matt and all I could do was to lean
over and kiss him. We put our arms around each other, holding on tight, and
kissed for the longest time. And then, although the sun was already out, we
fell asleep again in each other's arms.


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Author's Note:

I see from all the emails I got that a lot of you expected that Joe would
also be gay or bi and in denial, until he was suddenly confronted with the
topic because of Matt and Dylan. For a while there I wasn't sure that that
wouldn't be ther case. But then that would have been just too easy, too
stereotypical, and statistically not very probable.

Also it was imprtant to me to get across a few points here which would make
someone with medieval prejudices see the light, so to speak.

I hope you're not too disappointed

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Ok, I hope you liked this one. My other stories are:

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<your nifty link>/nifty/gay/young-friends/when-lenny-broke-his-leg

<your nifty link>/nifty/gay/incest/distant-cousins/

<your nifty link>/nifty/gay/young-friends/finally-alive/

<your nifty link>/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/squirtshow-on-ees15


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