“Do unto others as you would have done unto you.” This saying has always guided me in the way I treat others. It was especially useful dealing with the bullies I encountered in high school.
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After a quick breakfast the next morning, Uncle Al and I headed back to the hospital. I was pleased to see that dad looked more rested and he had his color back, he was also in a better mood.
I asked, “are you feeling better, dad?”
He nodded, “yeah, they have decreased my pain meds, and I guess they are going to get me out of bed today to take me walking.”
Al said, “that’s good news Dave, you’ll be going home before you know it.”
Dad nodded, “yep, and Devin can head back to Houston.”
I sighed, “dad, for the last time, I am not going back to Houston for at least a month. I have already set up a desk in my room, I can work from here. I know you’re feeling better, but you are still going to need help around the house for a while. You need to get your strength back, I will take care of the yardwork and cleaning, you just need to take care of yourself.”
Uncle Al said, “he’s right, just take things slow. Hell, that’s why we had kids in the first place, to take care of us when we got old, remember?”
Dad still wasn’t convinced, he shook his head.
I said, “remember what Conway Twitty said dad, That’s my job.”
Dad looked at me, “fine, you can stay, but I can take care of myself.”
I chuckled, “I know dad, just humor me and let me stay for a while.”
The doctor came in for his morning rounds and confirmed dad was still on track to be released from the hospital soon. After the doctor left, the physical therapist came in and got dad up to take a walk down the hall. The nurse helped dad back into bed after his walk, it was clear it took a lot out of him.
Dad sighed, “I guess you’re right, it may take a little longer to get back into shape than I thought.”
We decided to let dad rest, Uncle Al and headed back to the house. I mowed the yard, and Al went to the airport to pick up Aunt Sarah. She had been visiting her sister when Al first flew in, and she would fly back with Al after dad got home. They stopped at the grocery store on the way home and picked up the things that Sarah would need to make several weeks’ worth of food. By the time I finished cutting the grass, our freezer was full, all we would have to do is thaw and heat one of her prepared dishes and dinner would be ready.
Uncle Al and I spent the rest of the day doing repairs around the house. We replaced the loose lock on the back door, and we built a ramp into the kitchen from the garage, the steps were getting pretty worn. We didn’t want dad tripping, he had actually been talking about replacing them with a ramp for a while.
After our afternoon visit with dad, we went back home. Al and Sarah were going to meet some old friends for dinner, so I let them use my car, I was going to stay home and try to get some work done.
Once I had the house to myself, I went to work on my book. I couldn’t concentrate, my mind kept wandering back to Matt and my high school days.
Matt and I continued to experiment with sex, finding videos online for new ideas. As we got to our next school year, Matt was a senior and I was a junior. News had leaked out about our relationship, but by this time, neither of us really cared. We both had the support of our families, and our true friends accepted us. We simply avoided those who were opposed to us being together, namely Conrad and Mike. I would just ignore Conrad whenever he made his comments, this only pissed him off more, which was win for me, in my opinion.
Matt and I had many long talks over the year, he was planning on moving to Norman to attend the University of Oklahoma. I still had a year of high school left and had no interest in attending U of O, I had already looked into the journalism program in Houston. We spent as much time together as we could, but both understood that things would probably end when Matt left for college.
Matt said, “you know you can call me anytime, right?”
I nodded, “sure, and the same goes for you. We can always get together when you come home for breaks.”
He smiled, “that’s true.”
I said, “but if you happen to meet someone, you should go ahead and date. I will understand.”
Matt sighed, “you might meet someone too.”
I laughed, “in this town?”
He shrugged, “we met, didn’t we?”
I nodded, “I guess so, but I’m not going to hold my breath.”
By the time Matt left for college, we had both accepted the fact that we were both moving on. We promised to remain friends, and we have for over twenty years.
About a week after school started, Conrad was only too happy to start being his obnoxious self.
As I was walking down the hall, he said, “gee Devin, you look so sad. What’s the matter are you missing your boyfriend?”
I rolled my eyes, “yes I am Connie, but I see yours is still by your side, good for you.” Mike was walking next to him.
Conrad glared at me, “fuck you, Devin.”
I chuckled, “you wouldn’t like it Connie, I just lay there and sweat.”
I think I saw Mike smile, but Conrad just turned red and said, “come on Mike, let’s go. Remember I still owe you for hitting me, it will happen when you least suspect it.”
I just gave my usual response as I walked away, “whatever Connie.”
He yelled, “and quit calling me Connie.”
I was satisfied that I was still getting to Conrad, and he had yet to retaliate for me hitting him. He was right about one thing though, I was missing Matt. Trever, Josh, Joey, Blake and Cole were spending even more time with their girlfriends. Cole was the only one that was still with his first girlfriend, the rest had all had two or three by this time. I was happy for them, but I was also a little jealous. Most of my classmates knew that I was gay, but I knew of no others that were like me, now that Matt had graduated. I certainly wasn’t going to start asking every guy I found attractive if they were gay. I resigned myself to getting through high school, thinking I could find someone once I got to college. I concentrated on my studies and would spend time with the others if they invited me. I could tell that Joey and Josh were uncomfortable with being around me, so I didn’t force myself into invitations.
Dad and I made a trip to Houston and by the time we returned home, I knew that was where I wanted to attend college. Dad helped me fill out all the paperwork and while it wasn’t enough to cover the entire cost, he had a nice college fund saved for me. I was able to get a few scholarships and filled the rest of the gap with student loans.
I was glad that the school year was going by quickly, but I was surprised at what happened a month before my graduation. The news around school was that Conrad and Mike had had some sort of falling out. No one really knew what it was about, but Mike was suddenly out of Conrad’s inner circle.
As I was walking home one day after classes, Mike caught up with me and said, “hey Devin, is it ok if I walk with you?”
I shrugged, “I guess, it’s a free country.”
We walked in silence for a few minutes, Mike broke the quiet, “how did you do on that Algebra test?”
I said, “I got a B, how about you?”
He nodded, “B too.”
I sighed, “ok Mike, what do you want?”
He said, “I don’t want anything, I was just walking home, and you were too, I was just trying to be friendly.”
I chuckled, “why start now?”
Mike sighed, “I’m sorry Devin, I know I have been a jerk in the past, I guess that asshole Conrad just rubbed off on me.”
I asked, “so what happened between you two.”
Mike shrugged, “I guess I just realized what a prick he is, and well, now that he has banished me from his kingdom, I don’t have many friends. I suppose I don’t deserve any.”
I laughed, “banished from his kingdom, that is a good way to put it. Why did you ever start hanging out with him in the first place.”
He rolled his eyes, “my mom worked in his old man’s law office, she has always wanted to climb the social ladder. She started setting up play dates when we were in 2nd grade, and it was easier to stay friends so I wouldn’t be the one getting picked on.”
I said, “well, at least you are man enough to admit it now.”
Mike said, “thanks Devin, I have to say, I really do admire you.”
I asked, “admire me, why?”
He said, “you always stood up to Conrad, you are one of the few people to do that. That day you laid him out, shit, I had all I could do to not burst out laughing. He deserved that so many times, you were the first person to do something like that. Again, I am sorry that I was a part of all that bullying, not only to you and Cole, but to all the other kids in school.”
From that day on, Mike and I walked home from school almost every day, it was nice having someone to talk to. I think Mike liked that too, now that he no longer had his friend group. This evolved into spending time at each other’s homes, playing video games or doing homework. We would talk about school and what we wanted to do with our lives, Mike told me he wanted to be an auto mechanic and own his own shop. The one thing that we had never talked about was dating, although I knew Mike had never had a girlfriend. As we spent more time together, I noticed how attractive he was. Conrad was the one that all the girls swooned over, he had the blonde hair and blue eyes, the nice clothes and fancy car. In my opinion, Mike was much better looking, while Conrad’s look was bought, Mike’s was natural. He had brown hair and eyes, I had really begun to like his eyes, I found myself lost in them more than once. When he smiled, those eyes sparkled, and the two cutest dimples appeared. I guess I never noticed this before because of my hatred for him and his friend. The more I got to know him, I was starting to have feelings that I shouldn’t have for Mike.
We were at Mike’s house on Friday playing video games, we had finished a game and Mike went to get us each a bottle of water. He handed me a bottle as I was getting ready to set up the next game, Mike plopped down on his bed. I heard him yell, “oh shit”, I turned around to see what happened and saw him sitting there with his shirt and pants soaking wet.
I started to laugh, “what did you do?”
He shook his head, “the cap was so tight on the bottle, I must have squeezed it too tight as I opened it, it just exploded all over me.”
I was still laughing as Mike got off his bed and pulled his shirt off. I couldn’t help but stare, I had never seen Mike’s body. It was amazing. He had a small patch of hair in the center of his chest that ran all the way down his washboard abs and around his cute little outie belly button, stopping at the waistband of his jeans.
Mike caught me looking at him, I quickly looked away and said, “sorry, I’ll go wait in the hall so you can change your jeans.”
He smiled as he threw the shirt into his clothes hamper, “that’s ok, you don’t have to leave, we’re both guys.” He started to unbutton his pants and said, “I should warn you, I don’t wear underwear.”
My eyes went wide as he dropped his jeans while still facing me and a beautiful cock flopped into view. It was the perfect size and shape to compliment Mike’s incredible body. He made no attempt to hide his manhood from me and actually seemed to be taking his time getting dressed.
He said, “I need a towel to dry off a bit.” He turned and walked out of the room to the bathroom. Damn, his ass was just as hot as the rest of him, was he doing this on purpose?
He walked back into his bedroom, rubbing the towel across his chest. His cock and balls were bouncing as he wiped himself down. I swallowed hard as I tried to adjust the erect cock that had suddenly filled my pants. Mike threw the towel around his neck as he walked closer to me.
He said, “another thing that I admire about you is that you are brave enough to be yourself. It took a lot of guts to come out, I don’t think I could have done that.”
I stood and looked him in the eyes, “are you doing that right now?”
He kept his eyes locked on mine, “what would you say if I was?”
I took a deep breath, “if you are actually gay, I would say, good for you. If you are curious and want to see what it would be like to be with a guy, I would say, all that you had to do was ask. Just be honest with me.”
Mike thought a moment, then said, “if I am being honest, I think I might be and I want to see what it would be like.”
I glanced down his body, his cock was suddenly rock hard, God it was even more beautiful. I wrapped my hand around him and said, “I am willing to help you find out, just tell me if you want me to stop at any time.”
Mike nodded as I started to stroke him, I leaned in until our lips met. After a brief kiss, I pulled back slightly, he said, “I didn’t tell you to stop.”
I quickly removed my clothes, and we got on Mike’s bed, kissing and stroking each other’s erections. I kissed my way down Mike’s neck, then to his chest, pausing only to lick and tweak his hard nipples. I continued my trek down his abs until I reached his precum leaking cock. I licked the clear liquid from the swelled purple head, took him entirely down my throat. Mike gasped as he instinctively grabbed my head and moaned. I worked his cock until I sensed he was close to cuming, I let him fall from my mouth and gave those sweet nuts a few licks, eliciting more moans from Mike. I kissed my way back up Mike’s chest and we shared another passionate kiss. I moved up to sit across his chest, my hard cock just inches from his mouth. I said, “I haven’t heard stop yet.” Mike opened his mouth as a drop of my precum fell from my dick onto his tongue. I moved up further and Mike began to suck me, he was doing ok, for what I assumed was his first time. I pulled my cock out and slid up a little further, my nuts hanging over Mike’s mouth. He took the hint and gave me a couple licks, then sucked each ball, one at a time, then both at once. I rolled over so we could both suck each other until he was fully hard again. I again sat across his chest, I reached back to stroke his cock as I moved back guided him inside. Mike’s eyes went wide as I impaled myself on his stiff member, then started to bounce up and down. I knew he wasn’t going to last much longer, to tell you the truth, I was close too. I pulled up a bit and then took him as deep as I could, I gave my cock one last stroke and shot my load across his chest. One squirt landed across Mike’s lip. Mike’s eye rolled back in his head, and he painted my insides with his warm creamy love juice.
His deflating cock slipped from my cum-filled hole, I leaned down a licked some of my cum from Mike’s chest and fed it to him with a deep kiss.
Mike swallowed and said, “your cum tastes different than mine.”
I chuckled, “you like to eat your own cum?”
He blushed, “I guess, I was curious one time…”
I said, “it’s ok Mike, you don’t have to explain.”
I rolled beside Mike as we caught our breath, he asked, “does it hurt to have a cock in your ass?”
I said, “a little bit the first time, but it also feels very good after that. Is that something you might want to try sometime?”
Mike shrugged, “maybe.”
I said, “it’s ok, there is no hurry, I think you still have some things to figure out.”
He sighed, “yeah, I guess so. I mean I like spending time with you and the sex was great. To be honest, I don’t have a lot to compare it too. That was my first time, with anyone.”
I tried to reassure him, “don’t worry, I won’t say anything to anyone, and if this was just a one-time thing, I understand. Maybe you should date a girl, just so you know.”
Mike nodded, “yeah, maybe.”
It was time for our parents to get home from work, we dressed, and I headed home to start dinner for dad and me. I didn’t want to put any pressure on Mike, I knew he had a lot to work out, so I didn’t call him over the weekend. I told him before I left, that if he wanted to talk, he could call me. For the rest of the weekend, I kept replaying the events in my head. Did Mike spill that water on purpose? Did he really have feelings for me? Was he just curious? Would he be freaked out and never want to see me again? I was preparing myself for any outcome from any of those questions.
I arrived at school on Monday, I was trying to act normal. I decided I wasn’t going to seek Mike out, I would let him initiate any conversation. As I walked to my first class, I was surprised to see Mike talking to Conrad and the rest of his gang. I was trying to figure out what the hell was going on. As I went to my next class, it seemed as if people were whispering and talking behind my back, what the hell is going on? Everyone already knew I was gay, it would have been a bigger deal for Mike to be outed.
By midday, that sick feeling that had been developing all day came to the surface when I was called to the principal’s office.
Bob Prescott, the school’s principal, greeted me at the door, “come on in Devin, have a seat. I have called your dad, and he is on his way.”
I asked, “what did I do? What is this all about?”
Mr. Prescott said, “let’s wait until your dad gets here.”
Bob Prescott was the same age as my dad, they went to high school together right here in McAlester. The next ten minutes were excruciating, dad finally walked in.
He said, “what the hell is going on Bob, why are you making me leave work in the middle of the day?” Dad saw me sitting there, “what did you do Devin?”
I shrugged, “I don’t know dad, he won’t tell me.”
Dad turned back to Mr. Prescott, “well Bob?”
Bob said, “calm down Dave, we have to take things like this very seriously.”
Dad yelled, “things like what? Spit it out.”
He handed dad a folder, it appeared to have several pictures in it. Dad flipped through the first few pictures and turned to me, “what were you thinking taking these pictures?”
I got a glimpse of one of the pictures, they were of Mike’s and my session from Friday. I said, “I didn’t take any pictures, there was no one else in the room.”
Dad asked, “Who the hell did?”
Bob said, “we are investigating that right now. Mr. Weber, the annual staff teacher, found them being developed in the school’s dark room. Mike Palmer and his parents are on their way. I’m sorry Dave, but we need to send Devin home until we have completed the investigation. Mike will be sent home as well.”
Dad was fuming, “you better find out who took those pictures.”
Bob said, “we will, I promise. I should also tell you that pending the outcome of the investigation, Devin may not be able to graduate with his class.”
To be continued…
