Canary in the Coal Mine
Saturday morning, Josh woke up with an uneasy feeling. He was thinking of his dad and how he’d always pushed him in sports. He always insisted he try harder, work harder to be better. How would he take what Josh was about to tell him? There were times when Josh’s heart wasn’t into something, like when his dad pushed him to play baseball. Josh did enjoy playing baseball, but it wasn’t something he wanted to do outside of school in the summer. He enjoyed his summers free of regulated sports. When he had told his dad he’d rather not play, his dad had acted disappointed and put a guilt trip on him. He called Matt, and Matt picked up, “What’s up, Josh? I’m surprised you are awake this early.” Josh said, “Yeah, I’m really nervous about tomorrow.” Matt said, “I want to be there to support you. You’re my boyfriend and I’m here for you. You can do this.” Josh said, “I’ll be there for you too, Babe. Are you ready?” Matt said, “As ready as I’ll ever be, but I’ll feel better that you’re by my side.” Then Matt asked, “Are you ok, Josh? You don’t look so good.” Josh said, “I’m just worried how my dad will take it.” Matt said, “Yeah, he can be pretty dominating I’ve come to see.” Josh said, “Yeah, that’s understating it.” When the facetime call ended, Matt was worried about Josh and Josh was thinking about backing out of coming out to his parents.
Carl and I were lying in bed, and he asked me, “How do you think my parents will react if, when I tell them I’m gay?” I thought about it and said, “I’m not really sure. They’re very understanding people but I think if Kayla is home, she’ll support you.” Carl smiled and said, “Yeah, I know you’re right about that. Maybe I’ll tell her ahead of time to gauge her reaction and to prepare her for when I tell mom and dad.” I said, “I think that’s a good idea. I’m sure she’ll support you. She’s a really good person. I still have some feelings for her, but I now think I could talk to her as a friend. We were good for each other but we both moved on and matured into different people. I hope she feels the same way.” Carl said, “I think Kayla feels the same way. Just between you and me, she felt terrible about what she did to you.” I smiled, even though my heart hurt a little, “She didn’t do anything to me. I think we both understood what might happen. I pushed her to pursue her dreams. I can’t fault her for what resulted.” Carl said, “Jeremy, that’s what I loved about you when I thought you might be my brother-in-law. If I hadn’t felt guilty and pushed you away to pursue others and if Chuck hadn’t come along, I may have fought Elijah and Chris for your affection.” I smiled and said, “Carl, you already have my affection. You helped bring me through our breakup and at one time I thought we were going to be a couple, but now I know that we’re going to be closer than that. You’re my best friend. We care about each other without expectations, and we still have benefits. I’m not sure if that will change in the future, but I’m ok with it as long as our brotherly relationship lasts. If you want, I can try to be here when you tell your parents,” Carl said, “No, Jeremy, your parents are coming home for Christmas and you’re planning to bring Chris with you, and Elijah will be there and your friend, Josh. I don’t want you to change your schedule to be here for that. I would ask one favor though.” I asked, “What would that be?” Carl said, “Would you join me in a facetime call with Kayla?” I sighed, as that was a tough one, but said, “As hard as it might be, Sure, Carl. Maybe it will be good for me and Kayla as well. When would you want to do that?” He surprised me when he said, “This afternoon.” I asked, “You’re not going to tell her about us, are you? I mean, I’m not sure I’m ready for that and it might even backfire and make her think that she put me in a position to be “turned” (I actually did the finger quotes to Carl).” Carl said, “No, I wouldn’t do that to you. You can tell her when or if you want to. That’s your business. This is about me. If anything, I’ll tell her I came out to you first and you were ok with it.” I grinned and said, “Well, you pretty much did just that, so that would be telling the truth.” Carl’s face got red as he said, “Yeah, I remember that day. I’ll never forget it.” I said, “Me neither, nor the next morning when you were worried that I hated you for it. That seems like a long time ago.” Carl smiled and said, “I know, right. Let’s get up and get some breakfast. I can smell the bacon already.”
Elijah surprised his mom again by helping to make breakfast. While Crystal made home fries, Elijah was making bacon in the air fryer and scrambling eggs. Crystal asked, “Are you going to hang out with Josh and his new friend, Matthew today again?” Elijah said, “He goes by Matt, mom. Josh is going over to Matt’s this morning. He’s going to call me later, so I’m planning on hanging out here until then.” From the doorway to the kitchen, they heard, “Helping mom make breakfast again, Elijah? I smelled the bacon from our bedroom.” Elijah turned and said, “’Morning, dad. Give me a sec and I’ll get you a cup of coffee.” Brian said, “Don’t bother. I’ll get it. You’re making me look bad enough as it is.” Elijah and his mom both grinned at the remark.
After breakfast, Elijah got a call from Josh. Elijah picked up, “Hey Josh, what’s up? How soon are you going over to Matt’s?” Josh replied, “I’m leaving to head over soon. I’m pretty nervous. I’m kind of worried about tomorrow too. You know how dad is. I’m thinking I may wait to tell them.” Elijah said, “I can hear it in your voice. Yeah, your dad is a wild card, but your mom didn’t seem to want to leave us alone the other day the way she kept interrupting us. Do you think she suspects something?” Josh said, “I’m not sure, but I know what you mean about the other day. She is always doing that when Matt and I are studying up in my room too. Maybe you’re right. Maybe she does suspect something.” Elijah said, “Let me know how things go with Matt and his parents. Still planning on the three of us getting together afterward?” Josh said, “Yeah, depending on how things go with Matt. I’ll call you when it’s over. I want to support Matt, but I might be just as nervous as him. I don’t know his parents very well.” Elijah said, “I’m sure Matt appreciates your support, Josh. Good luck.” Josh replied, “Thanks, bro. Talk to you later.” They ended the call.
Chris woke up pressed against Tim. He was spooning him again. Chris’ right arm was draped over Tim, and he felt Tim’s stiff cock on the back of his wrist. Chris figured it was sticking through the fly of the boxers he was wearing. He wondered if Tim was still asleep as his breathing seemed to indicate. It felt so good having his stiff cock pressed into the crack between Tim’s butt cheeks. He thought about taking the hard shaft against the back of his wrist into his hand and stroking it. Chris decided against it and rolled away from Tim onto his back. He pulled the covers down off them and looked at the tight buns inside the boxers. His eyes moved to look at the narrow waist, a little too narrow for the boxers he was wearing. He then took in the way Tim’s back seemed to taper up nicely to his shoulders. Chris thought that Tim may not be built as athletically buffed as he was, but he could see potential. Suddenly, Tim rolled toward him onto his back. Chris thought he was waking up, but his chest continued to softly rise and fall. Chris looked at Tim’s angelic face with his curly, strawberry blond hair hanging loosely over his forehead. The cute button nose and the cherry red lips, the top being slightly plumper than the lower one. Chris noticed the faint freckles under his closed eyes with the long eyelashes. Though Chris was attracted to guys slightly older than himself, Tim was a young sleeping prince he felt the desire to awaken by a kiss. Chris’ eyes then moved down to Tim’s midsection where his still stiff rod was suspended above the boxers. There was a hint of the same strawberry blond pubic hair sticking through the fly of the boxers. Tim’s cock wasn’t as long as Chris’ six and a half inches, but it was close, and it was much thinner than Chris’. Chris wanted to reach out and feel it or better yet, put his mouth over it and wake Tim up like Tim had done to him the morning before. Chris thought better of it. He thought he might have led Tim on, the other morning, so he had to be cautious with this delicate prince. Chris leaned over to kiss him.
Tim awoke to being kissed on his forehead like his mom used to when he was a kid. He opened his eyes to see Chris smiling down at him. Chris said, “Good morning, Tim.” Tim smiled back and said, “Good morning, Chris.” As Chris moved back and laid back against his pillow, Tim looked down and realized he was hard and it was sticking through the fly of the boxers Chris had loaned him. He quickly tucked it back inside, but it wouldn’t cooperate, and popped back through. Tim looked over at Chris, embarrassed, and said, “I’m sorry. I guess that’s why my mom never bought me boxers. Chris laughed and said, “No worries. It’s not like I haven’t seen it before, and in the same state.” Tim couldn’t hold back his wide grin. Then Tim asked Chris, “Do you think your friends would have liked me if I hadn’t broken into their house?” Chris smiled and said, “I think they’ll like you regardless of the fact that you did that. Why don’t we get up and go make breakfast?” Chris got out of bed and Tim immediately noticed the tent in his briefs. He smiled but didn’t say anything. He climbed out of bed and tried to tuck his rigid friend back inside, but it stubbornly refused to listen.
As they moved about the kitchen getting the ingredients together to make some pancakes, Tim kept noticing the smirking grin on Chris. He finally asked, “What are you grinning about, Chris?” Chris said, “It’s that your morning wood is serving a purpose, it’s keeping those boxers from falling down around your ankles.” Tim was embarrassingly amused by what Chris had said. He couldn’t help but grin and admit that his woody was holding up the loose boxers. What he didn’t want to admit was why he still had the woody. He stared at Chris every time Chris wasn’t looking his way. How could he not stare at the adonis before him? Such sweet torture, since Chris had made it clear, at least in the bedroom, it was hands off. As they were eating breakfast, Tim asked, “So, what are we going to do today?” Chris said, “We need to clean up the leaves out back and out front, then see if the yard needs mowing one last time since we haven’t really had a killing frost yet. Where is your high school located?” Tim said, “It’s about a mile from your house I think.” Chris took in that information as he was trying to figure out how Tim could get to school every day. He asked Tim, “Would you be willing to stay at my house so you could get to school every day?” Tim stopped chewing and looked at Chris as though he was offering him an impossible solution, “What would your parents say about that?” Chris replied, “I think they’d be ok with it, at least for the short term, until we get this figured out better.” Tim said, “It would be great if I could stay in school and graduate. I know you only have a double bed. Wouldn’t you feel cramped with me there every night?” Chris said, “Would you be comfortable sleeping there even if I wasn’t there?” Tim protested, “I wouldn’t want you to have to sleep somewhere else just so I could have your bed all to myself. That wouldn’t be right!” Chris said, “Let me worry about that. Answer my question, would you feel comfortable staying at my house even if I wasn’t always there?” Tim said, “I guess so, if your mom and dad were ok with it.” Chris said, “Tim, I’m trying to figure this out so you can stay in school. I’m sure mom and dad would be ok with it, at least I’m pretty sure. I just have some other things to work out, but even if we do have to share my bed, I’d be ok with it if it keeps you in school until you graduate. What’s wrong, Tim?” Chris saw Tim’s eyes fill with tears and one ran down his cheek. Tim replied, “You would make that sacrifice for me? I think you really are my guardian angel or were sent by them. I owe you so much, Chris. I’ll find some way to repay you some day.” Chris smiled and said, “You can repay me by graduating from high school.”
As Josh drove over to Matt’s, his mouth was dry, and he was sweating even though he had the heat off and the windows part way down. Matt was going to come out to his parents and Josh was going there to support his boyfriend. Josh felt sick to his stomach. He thought maybe they were both moving too soon to do this. Maybe they should wait until after they graduate from college. Josh wondered if he’d even have time to discuss that with Matt. Regardless, he was here to support Matt and whatever happened, he needed to do that. He took a deep breath as he pulled into the driveway of the Fisher place. He needed to look calm for Matt’s sake. He put the top up and closed the windows and then got out of the car. His palms were sweating as he took one last deep breath before walking up to the door. Before he was able to ring the doorbell, Matt opened the door and said, “Thanks for coming, Josh.” Matt looked like he was preparing for his execution and Josh felt like he was also on the chopping block. As Matt led Josh into the house, he offered Josh a drink. Josh took the drink and smiled when he realized it had alcohol in it. He figured it would calm his nerves, which was Matt’s intention as he was sick in the stomach with worry himself. Before Josh took another sip of his drink, Matt handed him a shot glass and poured Josh and himself a shot of whiskey. They drank the shot and Matt said, “Hopefully, that will calm our nerves a little.” Josh asked Matt, “Are you sure you want to do this?” Matt said, “No, but I’m going to do it anyway.” By now, Josh was feeling a little bit of the whiskey, and he said, “Then I got your back.”
Matt led Josh into the living room where Matt’s parents were sitting in their Lazyboy recliners. He and Josh sat down on the sofa and Matt surprised his parents when he took the remote and turned off the TV. The Fishers looked at their son and he said, “Mom, dad, I have something to tell you. I’m gay.” It took a few seconds for what Matt had just told them for it to sink in. Mrs. Fisher looked confused and said, “I don’t know what to say.” Mr. Fisher said, “Melony, our son just told us he’s gay. We need to let him know we support him. Is this your boyfriend, Matt?” Matt was shaking as Josh gripped his hand. Matt turned to Josh and Josh squeezed his hand harder and nodded to him. Matt turned back to his parents and said, “Yes, Josh and I are boyfriends. I know this is a surprise, but I wanted to be honest with you. I’ve known I was gay since probably Jr. high, but never wanted to admit it, even to myself. When I met Josh and we became closer, I couldn’t deny my feelings for him. I hope you can understand that. It isn’t my choice, it’s who I am.” Josh was amazed at how calm Mr. Fisher was, as well as his tone. He said they needed to support Matt. Could his father possibly take it the same way? Probably not, but Josh was happy to take this as a win for his boyfriend. David Fisher, Matt’s dad got up and walked over to his son and reached his hand out. Matt took his father’s hand and was pulled to his feet. In Josh’s paranoid imagination, he watched as Matt’s dad punched Matt in the face and sent him back into the sofa with a bloodied face. Then he was snapped back to reality as Mr. Fisher embraced his son tightly and said, “I love you son, no matter who you love. It’s ok. I’m glad you could trust us with this. I know it was hard for you. Your mother and I are here for you no matter what.” Matt was crying on his dad’s shoulder. His mom seemed to just sit there, possibly in shock. Josh wasn’t sure what to do but was glad his imagination wasn’t what had actually transpired. Josh was relieved but exhausted. He sat there and suddenly realized he was being talked to, “What? I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you.” Mr. Fisher said, “I was asking if you’ve told your own parents yet, Josh?” Matt said, “No dad. He was planning on doing it tomorrow. We decided to tell you a day apart.” Josh finally started to come out of his funk and Matt asked him, “Josh, are you ok? You don’t look so good.” Josh was shaking, “I uh, are we ok?” Mr. Fisher leaned down and gave Josh a hug and said, “Josh? I think you should stay seated, but I just want you to know that I love my son, no matter who he is and as long as you’re together, I’ll treat you as family.” Meanwhile, Matt went over to his mom who was mumbling, “I’m not going to have grandchildren.” Matt sat down on the arm of her chair and said, “Mom, I love you and there’s always adoption and surrogacy, so don’t rule out being a grandma. Are you ok with me being gay?” Melony Fisher then looked at her son and smiled, “I love you, Matthew Fisher, no matter what. I won’t say there isn’t a little disappointment, but that’s a problem I’ll have to deal with. It’s not your problem but mine. I hope your boyfriend is ok though. He seems like he needs you.” Matt turned to see his father standing up in front of Josh and turning to Matt, “Matt, I think you need to calm your boyfriend. He seems to have taken this harder than any of us.” Matt smiled and said, “He came here to support me. I think he’s worried about how his dad will take it.” Josh finally said, “I’m glad you accept Matt for who he is, and I hope my dad will also, but he’s always been pushing me to be better at sports than he was and better in school even though he excelled in both. He never missed one of my football games and seemed so happy when I played well, even if we lost the game. If we won or lost though, he would always critique my play afterward, telling me what I should have or should not have done in certain situations. I don’t think he’ll take it well. At best I think he’ll be crushed, extremely disappointed in me for not being the ladies’ man that he always bragged about being.” Matt sat down next to him and said, “Josh, you came here to support me, and even if you didn’t have to say a word, you, just being here helped me get through telling my parents. I’ll be there to support you as well. I was hoping my parents took it ok, and they did, but if things don’t go well with your parents, we’ll figure it out.” Josh took Matt’s hand and squeezed it, then smiled and said, “Thanks, Matt.” Mr. Fisher then said, “Boys, give us a little time to let this soak in, so for now, no kissing in front of us. You’ll have to ease us into that kind of thing. I hope you understand.” Josh and Matt smiled at each other and then Matt said, “We understand, dad. We’ll try to respect that.” Mrs. Fisher then smiled and said, “Boys, try not to make too much noise when you’re, uh, doing things in bed.” Matt and Josh both turned bright red, and Mr. Fisher burst out laughing, and said, “Melony! I can’t believe you just said that.” Mrs. Fisher continued to grin and said, “David, you know darn well they’ve been having sex, so I’m just saying we’ll give them their privacy, but I don’t need to hear the headboard banging against the wall.” Mr. Fisher just shook his head, laughing. Josh and Matt wanted to melt into the sofa they were so embarrassed. Matt then said, “Mom! You realize we’re sitting right here. This is embarrassing.” Mrs. Fisher said, “I’m just trying to be honest and to let you know I understand.” Matt said, “Ok mom, we get it. You just didn’t need to be so, so direct about it, that’s all.” Mr. Fisher was still grinning over at Matt and Josh. Then he said, “I guess we’re done here. I suggest you boys leave the room before you mother embarrasses you even more.” Everyone laughed at that statement and then Mrs. Fisher asked if they wanted to eat dinner there. Matt replied, “We’re going to be hanging out with Josh’s, well our friend, Elijah. Mrs. Fisher said, “Well, let me know before it’s too late. You can bring your friend Elijah with you. I promise to try not to say anything embarrassing in front of him.” Matt and Josh both grinned and Matt said, “Ok mom. Thanks. I’ll try to let you know after we talk to Elijah.”
Matt and Josh went up to Matt’s bedroom and as soon as Matt closed the door behind them, Matt covered his face and said, “Oh my God! I can’t believe my mom said those things.” Josh said, “I know, right. I wanted to fade away into the sofa.” When Matt uncovered his face, Josh was standing in front of him grinning. Then he leaned in and kissed Matt, softly at first and soon they were full on making out. Josh eventually stepped back and said, “I should call Elijah.”
Elijah answered his phone. He was in his room, lying on his bed, bored. “Hey Josh, how’d it go?” He listened to Josh as he told him about what happened. Elijah said, “You imagined what?” Dude, you’re letting your paranoia get to you.” He listened further and said, “Well, it sounds like he took it pretty well. How about his mom?” After a moment, he replied, “Well, I guess she has a right to worry about not being a grandmother.” Then Josh told him what Matt said to her about adoption as a possibility. Elijah asked Josh, “So, how do you feel about having children?” Josh told him not to rush things and then told him what else Mrs. Fisher said. Elijah started laughing and said, “No way! She actually said that? Oh my God! I hope my mom doesn’t say anything like that when I come out to my parents. It’s funny as shit though and pretty lit that she’s cool with it.” Then they talked about having lunch together and Josh suggested Five Guys. Elijah said, “Sounds good. I’ll meet you there in about fifteen minutes.
They arrived at Five guys, got some burgers and fries and sat down to eat and talk more about Matt coming out to his parents. Josh said, “I’m glad your mom didn’t pursue it when you said about adoption being a possibility.” Matt asked, “Why? Don’t you want to have kids someday?” Elijah listened while grinning at Josh. Josh said, “Maybe, but we’re still in college. It’s too soon to talk about that. We’re not even engaged yet.” Elijah thought about that and wondered how a throuple would go about getting engaged. Then Matt was asking him, “So Elijah, my mom wants to invite you over for dinner. What do you think?” Elijah was caught off guard and asked, “She invited me to dinner? Why?” Josh said, “She asked us if we wanted to eat dinner there and we said we were meeting up and hanging out with you this afternoon and she said to invite you. She said she would try not to say anything to embarrass you.” Josh and Matt both had grins on their faces, recalling their own embarrassment. Then Elijah asked, “Does she know about me?” Matt said, “If you mean about you being in a throuple with two other guys? No. She never asked about your sexual orientation, and I doubt she would. Like Josh said, she promised to try not to say anything embarrassing.” Elijah said, “Sure. I’ll come to dinner. I’d like to meet your parents, Matt. They sound lit.” Matt called his mom right away, so she would make enough for all of them. When he hung up, he said, “We’re having left over turkey.” Then he said, “I’m joking. She’s making chicken alfredo with broccoli and buttered carrots. She makes her own alfredo sauce. It’s really good.” After lunch, they drove over to the park and tossed a football around until it was time to go to Matt’s for dinner.
As they sat around the table, eating, Elijah said, “This is really good, Mrs. Fisher. Thank you for inviting me.” Mrs. Fisher said, “Thank you Elijah. So, how long have you and Josh been friends?” Elijah said, “Since grade school. We were in the same class and hit it off. Later on, we began playing on the same sports teams, so we became best friends and have been since.” Mrs. Fisher then said, “Then you..” Mr. Fisher suddenly cut her off, “Melony, why don’t you let our guest eat.” Mrs. Fisher said, “I’m just trying to get to know him better, David. I was about to say that he must be away from the area for the first time in his life and was going to ask how it is, being away at college, and apart from his family for the first time.” Elijah said, “It’s ok. I have a few friends I’ve made there. Jeremy, another friend of Josh and mine lives about halfway between here and my campus. Josh and I visit him sometimes so all three of us can visit each other.” Matt then said, “It was returning from Josh’s friend’s house when the tractor trailer ran us off the road.” Mr. Fisher said, “Your mom was in tears most of the day after you called and told us what happened.” Matt said, “I’m sorry I didn’t call sooner, but with everything going on at the hospital, meeting Steve and Ian as well as giving our statements to the police, everything was just a blur.” Mr. Fisher said, “We’re just glad you called us and let us know you were ok before we saw it on the news. Your mom was still in tears though.” Mrs. Fisher said, “I’m sorry, honey, but when I saw that car, all I could think about was that you had been inside it. You could have been killed.” Josh said, “We would have been killed if it weren’t for Steve and Ian. We would have been inside as it crashed to the highway below.” Mr. Fisher said, “I’m still suspicious about those two, especially after I saw the news reports of them having been present during several other strange accidents.” Matt said, “Dad! They’re legit! We got to meet them and their sons are just like Steve. Those two four-year-olds knew about the red Miata and the blue Cooper Mini that Josh was going to decide about! They couldn’t have planned everything that happened on the bridge. That tractor trailer could have easily squashed us between the bridge wall and the tractor trailer instead of us ending up on the wall and hanging by the rear axel!” Josh added, “And how would they know they would need rope to hold the car up until they got us out? Like Matt said, they’re legit! I’ve read news articles about some of the other stuff they did, and most of the time, they almost got themselves killed saving lives.” Mr. Fisher put his hands up and said, “Ok. Ok. I believe you. It’s just hard to comprehend.” Elijah then said, “Mr. Fisher is right, though. It is pretty strange shit. Oops, sorry about my language.” Mrs. Fisher grinned and said, “It’s ok. It is some pretty strange shit.” Everyone grinned. Elijah said, “I’m hoping to meet them soon.” Matt said, “Just so you know, those twins will freak you out. The poor kid at McDonalds had to have been freaked.” Elijah asked, “About what?” Matt said, “Well the kid got permission from the manager to give them each a free cookie. When they thanked him, they called him by his full name.” Mrs. Fisher asked, “What’s wrong with that? It was very polite of them.” Josh laughed and said, “Except his name tag only had his first name on it.” Mr. Fisher said, “Well the twins must have known the kid.” Matt said, “Dad, they’re visiting from the west coast. It’s the first time they’ve been in the area let alone that McDonalds.” Mr. Fisher said, “Twins, eh? Makes you think of that Steven King movie, The Shining.” Mrs. Fisher’s eye grew wide, and she said, “Maybe you boys should stay away from that family.” Matt said, “Mom, the twins are really good kids. They were so happy we weren’t hurt. They’re very kind. They’re a great family, even their mom, Melissa, was glad we were all safe. She made some kind of joke about Steve and Ian returning without being injured for a change.” Mrs. Fisher then asked, “So, is Melissa married to Steve or to Ian?” Josh grinned and said, “Neither.” Mrs. Fisher looked puzzled as Mr. Fisher listened intently. Matt explained, “Steve and Ian are married to each other. Melissa was the surrogate mother, but Steve and Ian want her in their sons’ lives.” Josh added, “The really weird thing is that the twins, although they’re not identical, look alike in many ways, but they also both look like both dads and Melissa!” Mrs. Fisher smiled and said, “That’s impossible. Only one of the men can be the father.” Matt said, “Mom, you’ll have to see it to believe it.” Matt then pulled out his phone and while he was doing that, Josh said, “They told us that Steve and Ian both donated their sperm and mixed it together before handing it to the nurse.” Mr. Fisher said, “It’s still medically impossible. What is possible is that they could each have sired one of the boys.” Mrs. Fisher said, “Oh my God. David, look at these pictures! The boys are right.” Matt then showed his dad the pictures he took of the family, some with Matt and Josh in them also. Mr. Fisher said, “I’ll be damned! It has to be that the resemblance is just a coincidence.” Matt said, “Whatever, dad. Believe what you want. We’ve met them in person.” Mrs. Fisher then asked Matt, “Is this where you got the adoption idea, Matt?” Matt replied, “No, I hadn’t thought about the twins when I told you that, but surrogacy is another idea for you to be a grandma, and it would be blood.” Mrs. Fisher said, “Enough talk. Finish eating so I can clean up.” That was the end of the conversation, but Mrs. Fisher suddenly wasn’t worried about not being a grandmother. They finished eating and Matt, Josh, and Elijah went up to Matt’s room to play video games.
Carl and I were at the park sitting alone on a park bench. Carl asked me, “Are you ready?” I sighed and said, “Yeah, I’m ready.” Carl placed the call. Kayla picked up on the other end and said, “Carl! It’s good to hear from you. So, big brother, what gives me the pleasure of hearing from you? How are things? Did you have a good Thanksgiving?” Carl laughed, and said, “Slow down. One question at a time. First off, things are ok. We had a nice Thanksgiving except my little sister wasn’t there.” Kayla said, “I’m sorry big brother but England doesn’t celebrate Thanksgiving and they weren’t going to change the schedule for a few yanks. I missed you guys, though. Did mom and dad invite Jeremy?” Carl smiled and said, “As a matter of fact, they did. Someone would like to say hello.” Carl moved the phone so Kayla could see me. I smiled, and said, “Hi, Kayla. Happy Thanksgiving.” Kayla said, “Jeremy! Happy Thanksgiving. It’s nice to talk to you. How have you been?” I replied, “I’m doing good. My classes are great, work is challenging but that’s what I enjoy. How about you?” Kayla said, “I’m doing fine. I’m so busy with classes and everything, I no longer seem to have time for a personal life. I’m just trying to get through college, but the professors are awesome and my grades are really good.” It almost seemed like she wanted me to ask more about the personal life she no longer had, but I refrained. This call wasn’t about us. I said, “Well, it was nice of your parents to invite me for Thanksgiving. Too bad you couldn’t make it.” Carl then moved the phone back to himself wanting to get to the reason he had called his little sister. Kayla said, “So, that’s the reason you called, so Jeremy and I could say hello.” Carl said, “No, sis. Jeremy is here for moral support. I need to tell you something. Are you sitting down?” Kayla said, “Yeah. Is something wrong with mom or dad? They’re not getting a divorce or anything?” Carl said, “No, it’s not about them. I haven’t told them yet. This is about me.” Kayla asked, “Are you sick or something, Carl. Whatever it is, tell me.” Carl said, “I want to tell you this because I’m hoping I’ll have your support when I tell mom and dad during the Christmas holiday. You’re still coming, aren’t you?” Kayla said, “Yes, and whatever it is, you’ll have my support.” Carl took a deep breath and then said, “Ok, here goes. Kayla, I’m gay.” Kayla didn’t say anything for a few seconds. I grabbed Carl’s hand and squeezed it. Then Kayla said, “But all through high school, you were dating girls, and you played sports.” Carl said, “I tried to lie to myself, Kayla. I went on all those dates to prove to myself that I was normal, straight. It was all a lie though. I’d find myself looking at a guy and then feel disgusted with myself.” I squeezed Carl’s hand harder. He had never told me this before. Kayla said, “But you were always so good at sports.” She was trying to rationalize it away. Carl said, “Liking and being good at sports has nothing to do with your sexuality, Kayla. The two have nothing to do with each other. I have a boyfriend. His name is Chuck. He was here for Thanksgiving dinner, but I introduced him as a friend. I’m inviting him home for Christmas. That’s when I want to come out to them.” Kayla said, “So, I’ll get to meet your boyfriend. I can’t wait. If this isn’t some prank, you’ll have my support, Carl. I’ve always looked up to my big brother and this doesn’t change anything. I’m really glad you told me first, well I guess second if you count Jeremy. He’s not just finding this out now, I hope.” I laughed and thought, ‘If she only knew’. Carl laughed and said, “No. He already knew.” Kayla then asked, “Will Jeremy be there for Christmas?” I said, “No. I’m going home for Christmas. I haven’t seen my parents in almost a year. I’ll call though.” Kayla said, “You better!” Then Carl said, “So, that’s why I called. I’ll send you a pic of Chuck after I end the call.” Kayla said, “Somehow, Chuck doesn’t sound like boyfriend material, for a guy or a girl.” Carl and I both laughed, then Carl said, “Well, we gotta get back to the house, I’ll see you at Christmas, sis.” I yelled, “Bye, Kayla!” Kayla said, “Bye Jeremy. Don’t forget to call. Bye big brother, and don’t worry, I’m sure mom and dad will be ok with this.” Carl ended the call, and then sent Kayla a pic of Chuck. A few seconds later, Carl received a text message from Kayla, “He’s hot! I can’t wait to meet him!” Carl smiled and replied, “Don’t forget, he’s MY boyfriend.”
Chris and Tim were winding down from their long day taking care of the leaves and cutting the grass one more time. Tim also wiped down all the outdoor furniture and cleaned the exterior of the windows. When they returned inside, Tim insisted on doing the interior of the windows. Chris was amused at Tim’s eagerness to make amends for invading Carl and Jer’s house. After that, Chris made spaghetti and Tim helped as he learned a little. He asked, “Why don’t you just put a jar of sauce in it instead of putting in all those spices and cutting up stuff?” Chris smiled and said, “It’s all about flavor. Most store-bought sauces don’t have much real flavor so they’re loaded with salt to make up for it.” Tim began paying more attention as the aroma filled the kitchen. Tim asked, “Why are you making so much? There’s no way the two of us can eat even a quarter of this, and you want me to make up a salad as well!” Chris said, “Well, the guys will probably be hungry when they get back and I think Elijah will stop on his way back to his campus further up north. Then there’s Chuck, Carl’s boyfriend who may stop by.” Tim suddenly turned white and Chris asked, “Tim, what’s wrong?” Tim said, “I thought I’d only be facing two people. You’re telling me I’m going to have to face three or four.” Tim looked defeated, “Maybe you could take me over to your house and I could talk to them tomorrow.” Chris looked at Tim sternly and said, “Tim! It’s going to be alright. The other guys who may stop in are good guys. It’s not their house you broke into or invaded, both sound too harsh to describe what you did. The thing is though, you can’t run away from it, Tim.” Tim nodded and said, “I don’t want to run away from it. I just didn’t expect to have all those other people there. It’s ok though, I guess I panicked when you told me about the others. I need to face them, no matter how many others are here.”
Once they sat down to eat and Tim tasted the spaghetti, his eyes opened wide and he said, “This is really good! Mom’s spaghetti never tasted this good. Your friends are gonna love it.” Chris smiled and said, “Several of my friends are very good cooks too, like Jer and Chuck.” Tim asked, “He’s the one with the accent that I can’t tell is from Philly or New York, right?” Chris laughed and said, “That’s him.” Tim said, “He seems intimidating.” Chris laughed again and said, “Actually, Chuck is a really nice guy. We heard rumors that he was in prison, but that wasn’t the case, but you know how rumors spread.” When they had finished eating, Chris put the food away while Tim rinsed the dishes and put them in the dishwasher. Then he wiped the table, stove and counters down. Chris smiled as he watched him working away.
As the evening came, Chris and Tim were sitting on the sofa watching tv. Tim said, “This will be our last night together here.” Chris said, “Don’t worry, you’ll be sleeping in a warm house regardless.” Tim said, “Thanks, Chris but that’s not what I meant. I was hoping we could have done more.” Chris thought he knew where Tim was going with this but wanted to be sure, “Done more, like what?” Tim began, “Well, I know you said it was a one-time thing and not to read anything into it and I haven’t read anything into it. You answered some of my questions and I really appreciated it. But I’ve really only sucked a cock, officially, once and I haven’t done anything anally yet.” Chris said, “Tim, I don’t think you should do anything anally with anyone until you turn eighteen, and then you should be on PrEP as well as wear a condom.” Tim said, “Why do I need to wait until I’m eighteen. Some of the boys at school brag about fucking girls all the time.” Chris smiled and said, “That’s probably mostly what it is, bragging, and probably not true. If it is true, I hope they at least wore a condom. The one thing about fucking boys is you can’t get them pregnant. I don’t know if you would be able to go on PrEP until you’re eighteen. I’m sure your parents wouldn’t sign off on it.” Tim said, “You’re right about that. If I promise you I won’t do anything anally with another boy until I’m eighteen, would you be my first?” Chris replied, “I don’t know, Tim. I would need to talk about it with Jer and Elijah.” Tim said, “So, Elijah is your other boyfriend?” Chris smiled and said, “Yeah.” Tim smiled, “So, that was his underwear in the bag.” Chris said, “How do you know it wasn’t Jer’s?” Tim replied, “Because it was different than the smell of everything else in the room.” Chris smiled and said, “So, your sense of smell is pretty accurate.” Tim then asked, “How did I do my first time, when I sucked your cock?” Chris said, “You want my honest answer?” Tim said, “Yes. I want to know the truth.” Chris said, “It was obvious it was your first time. I felt teeth every now and then. You also seemed like you were afraid to touch my cock with more than your lips for a long time. You need to use your tongue as well.” Tim said, “Thanks. I kinda knew I sucked at it, I mean was bad at it, especially after you showed me how it was done. Do you think I could try again?” Chris grinned, and said, “I knew you were going to go there. Tim, I don’t know. I told you it was just that one time. I don’t want you to get too attached to me. Like I told you, I have more boyfriends than most already.” Tim said, “It doesn’t have to mean anything. Just think of it as teaching me, like I’m your student.” Chris looked over at Tim’s pleading, puppy dog eyes. Tim then said, “Pleeeease.” Chris grinned and said, “Fucker! Don’t look at with those sad eyes. Ok, since this is our last night alone here.” Tim’s face lit up and he said, “Give me a few minutes. I’m going to shower and stuff.” Chris wondered, what stuff?
Twenty minutes later, Tim came out of Jeremy’s bedroom wrapped in a towel. Chris said, “Why are you not a prune? Is there any hot water left?” Tim smiled and said, “It was still hot when I got out.” Tim sat down next to Chris with the towel still wrapped around his waist. Chris said, “We’ll start in here.” He stood up and unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his jeans, and then pulled them down around his ankles. Then he said, “Come stand in front of me.” Tim got up and moved in front of Chris, smiling. Chris then said, “Kiss me.” Tim leaned in and touched his lips to Chris’ He broke the kiss for a moment, and Chris was about to say something. Tim then moved his lips to Chris’ again and this time he opened his mouth further and began wiping his tongue against Chris’ teeth trying to push his tongue inside Chris’ mouth. Chris allowed Tim’s tongue inside his mouth and they began to kiss in earnest. Chris wrapped one arm around Tim’s back and used his other hand to hold the back of Tim’s head. Tim instinctively wrapped his left arm around the middle of Chris’ back and his right around his lower back with his hand on Chris’ right hip. As they kissed, Tim’s hand slowly made its way down beneath Chris’ briefs to Chris’ firm butt cheek, squeezing the bare flesh. They moaned in each other’s mouths as Tim’s hands caressed the meaty flesh. Fearing he was losing control, Chris broke the kiss and said, “You’re already kissing better. Now pull my jeans the rest of the way off.” Chris lifted each leg to allow Tim to pull off the jeans and toss them onto the floor. As Tim stood back up, his towel fell away and he grinned sheepishly and tossed it aside. Chris said, “Ok, now I want you to pull my briefs down around my ankles and try to only use your mouth. Tim grinned at the challenge and dropped to his knees. It took a little work to get the waistband of Chris’ briefs in his mouth so he could grab it with his teeth as the elastic was tight around the hard muscular abs and hips. If he’d have had Chris turn, he may have used the cleft between Chris’ firm buns, but he finally had the elastic between his teeth. He began pulling down, but Chris’ semi hard cock was making it difficult and Tim began shaking his head back and forth trying to get the elastic to slide over it. He began growling in frustration as it was stuck. Chris began laughing hysterically, saying, “Stop. Stop! Tim! Wait!” Tim finally released Chris’ briefs from his teeth and looked up at Chris who was still laughing, “What? Why are you laughing? What’s wrong?” Chris tried to contain his laughter as he said, “I’m sorry. Haha. It’s, haha, You looked, haha. And sounded, hahaha.” Chris stopped for a second as he took a deep breath. Still grinning and trying to contain more laughter, Chris blurted out, “Tim, you looked like a dog playing with a chew toy. You were even growling.” Chris began laughing again. Tim thought about what Chris said and grinned in embarrassment, “The growl was frustration that I couldn’t get the waistband down over your cock! Every time I pulled down, it got stuck.” Chris was still giggling a little as he asked, “Why didn’t you release that side which was already part way down and move to the other side?” Tim turned even redder as he confessed, “That probably would have worked. I guess I wasn’t thinking. Chris grinned and patted Tim on the head and said, “Ok, good boy, let’s try again.” Tim looked up at Chris with a look that said, ‘You really had to go there, didn’t you?” and then moved to Chris’ right side. Instead of grabbing the elastic at the intersection of Chris’ hip and abs, this time his eye caught a bit of flesh below Chris’ lower back. The waist band was tighter there, but having his mouth against Chris’ firm butt cheek made it worth it. He pulled the elastic down until it caught against Chris’ now fully hard cock. Undeterred, Tim moved to Chris’s other side and did the same maneuver. As his upper lip slid down the firm muscular flesh of Chris’ left bun, the briefs snapped under the two firm buns. Tim knew he was winning this time as he moved directly in front of Chris and took the waistband in his teeth right next to the shaft of Chris’ hard cock. He pulled down and the briefs slid over the stiff shaft, freeing it to smack across Tim’s forehead and leave a spatter of precum. No laughter there as Chris thought it looked hot as all hell. Tim then pulled Chris’ briefs to his ankles and looked up triumphantly. Chris smiled down at him , and said, “Now that’s how it’s done. You even succeeded in getting a sexy precum spatter across your forehead.” Chris then leaned down and lick the precum from Tim’s forehead then kissed him. This time, Tim didn’t hesitate, and kissed back immediately. After breaking the kiss, Chris sat down on the sofa in front of Tim. Tim moved on his knees between Chris’ legs and smiled at Chris, then looked down at the hard shaft nestled in neatly trimmed dark brown pubic hair. The piss slit had a shiny glob of clear precum oozing from it. Chris said, “Remember, watch the teeth, and use your tongue. Twirl it around the underside as you move your lips up and down. Some guys like you to swirl your tongue around the head once in a while before returning to pumping your mouth on it. Don’t forget guys have balls and they love getting the tongue washed and sucked. Understood?” Tim nodded, then leaned in and kissed Chris. Breaking the kiss, he kissed his way across Chris’ jawbone and then up to his ear, where he inserted his tongue, causing a shiver up Chris’ spine. The kid had paid attention. Tim then planted kisses on Chris’ neck before moving to his chest and hard nipples. Tim loved palming the hard pec in one hand while he licked and nibbled the tit on the other. Chris moaned softly, “Fuck yeah. That’s it, Tim.” Tim then kissed his way down Chris’ hard abs until he was once again on his knees looking at Chris’ hard shaft. Tim smiled and then went down and began licking Chris’ balls. Then licking up the length of his cock, lapping up the precum as he reached the head. Then back to the balls, sucking each one inside his mouth and lapping it with his tongue before moving to the next. Then he took Chris’ shaft in his fingers and began licking the underside of his cock as if it was an ice cream cone. Chris was impressed to put it mildly. When Tin eventually put his warm mouth over the head of Chris’ cock, Chris put his hands on Tim’s head and ran his fingers through his hair to let him know he was doing well. Before long, Chris was getting close and said, “Tim, you passed the test. I’m getting close, so if you don’t want a mouthful, you better stop now.” Tim began working harder and started playing with Chris’ nuts as they pulled up, preparing to let loose. Suddenly Chris yelled, “Tim! I’m gonna cum!” Tim stayed on Chris’ cock as the first rope shot toward the back of his throat. Then more followed and he began swallowing, but continued working his mouth up and down while swirling his tongue around the shaft and the cum pumping into his mouth. Once Chris’ cock stopped and only dribbles of cum continued, Tim remained on it, sucking away, trying to get every single drop. Finally, Tim pulled off Chris’ cock and smiled up at him and asked, “So, how did I do?” Chris smiled down at Tim and said, “You did pretty good. Come up here.” Chris didn’t say what he really thought, which was that Tim had really been paying attention and had apparently learned a lot. Tim climbed up onto Chris’ lap and they kissed.
Suddenly, Chris surprised Tim by wrapping his arms under Tim’s legs and standing up. Chris then held onto Tim as he carried him into Jeremy’s bedroom and laid him on Jeremy’s bed, all while maintaining their kiss. After depositing Tim on Jeremy’s bed, he crawled between Tim’s legs, then took Tim’s precum drooling cock into his mouth. Tim hadn’t known what to expect and this had him totally off guard, but in a very good way. Tim began to say, “Oh my God, Chris! I didn’t think you..” Chris silenced Tim by putting a finger to Tim’s lips, then continued to work on Tim’s cock. Tim laid back and enjoyed the pleasure Chris was giving him. He hadn’t expected Chris to return the favor but was thrilled it was happening. Chris then pushed Tim’s knees up until they were spread apart with his feet flat on the bed. Chris got up and retrieved a tube from Jeremy’s nightstand drawer and squeezed some clear gel on his fingers, then got back between Tim’s legs and went back to work on Tim’s cock. Soon, Tim felt a lubed finger rubbing near his pucker. Tim let out a surprised groan. No one else had ever touched him there. It sent a chill through him. The finger played around the tight ring and Tim heard himself let out a deep moan. Chris smiled to himself as his teasing finger rewarded him with a flood of Tim’s precum as he heard Tim’s moan. Another flood of precum and an even louder moan came when Chris pushed his finger inside Tim. Tim said quietly, “Oh my God, yes.” Chris slowly sank all the way inside Tim and then began moving his finger around until he felt the hard nut. Tim cried out, “OH! Fuck!” More precum as Tim’s cock actually jumped from the finger touching his prostate. The Chris began slowly fucking Tim’s hole with his finger as he continued sucking his cock, periodically hitting Tim’s prostate. Tim was moaning, “Oh fuuuck. Oh, fuuuck yes. Oh my God, yes. Ohhhh. Ohhhh yeaahhhh.” Chris added a second finger and only stroked inside Tim a few times before Chis noticed Tim’s cock grow a little thicker and then Tim yelled, “Oh fuck!” Chris felt the first blast his the back of his throat as Tim almost shoved his cock down Chris’ throat. Tim was thrashing on the bed as his cock kept pumping his seed into Chris’s mouth and his anal muscles spasmed around Chris’ fingers. Chris continued to swallow, and he thought Tim was never going to stop cumming. Eventually though, Tim sank back into the mattress, spent and catching his breath. Chris pulled off Tim’s spent cock, wiped the lube off his fingers and then climbed on top of Tim, “Since I told you we’re not going to fuck until you’re eighteen, I thought I’d at least give you a taste of what it feels like.” Then he kissed Tim, allowing Tim to taste his own cum. When he broke the kiss, Tim smiled and said, “That was pure fire. I wish I didn’t have to wait for the real thing but that gives me something to look forward to. So that’s what it feels like when someone rubs your prostate. I can’t wait to have your cock inside me.” Chris smiled but thought he shouldn’t have said he was going to fuck him when he turned eighteen. He didn’t want to disappoint Tim and hoped he wouldn’t have to.
After they relaxed for a while, they got up to shower off. They got the water to temperature and then stepped in. They playfully shampooed each other’s hair and then Simultaneously soaped each other’s fronts, Tim enjoying rubbing his hands over Chris’ pecs. Then Chris washed Tim’s back, playfully massaging soap between his buns and rubbing a finger across his rosebud. As he did, Tim almost melted back into him. It was obvious Tim was a little disappointed when Chris stopped. Once Chris finished washing Tim’s back, it was Tim’s turn to wash Chris’ back. Tim was methodical. He massaged soap into every muscle, enjoying the feel of the hard-bodied adonis before him. As he made his way down to Chris’ lower back, he marveled at the heart-shaped hard buns before him and recalled what it felt like to slide his hard cock between them. As he massaged soap into those buns, over and over, Chris said, “Don’t forget I have legs that need to be washed.” Tim grudgingly moved from Chris’ buns and went down to wash Chris’ legs. Even so, While bent down to wash Chris’ legs, Tim got a closer view of those hard buns and found them to be drawing his attention. Chris had earlier mentioned they could fuck once he was eighteen, Tim had thought about being fucked but now was thinking of how it would feel to fuck this fine, perfectly muscled ass. Tim rose back up after he had soaped up Chris’ legs and before Chris could turn around, moved up behind him, reached his arms around him, and pressed his hard cock between Chris’ muscular buns. Chris said, “Whoa, Tim. What are you doing?” Tim said, “I just love how it feels to slide my cock between your hot muscular buns, Chris. Chris chuckled while at the same time enjoyed the feeling of Tim’s cock sliding between his butt cheeks. He wondered if he would have Jer’s cock inside him tomorrow. He really wanted to feel that cock in him again soon. While Chris’ mind was occupied with those thoughts, Tim had begun sliding his cock between Chris’ buns, humping him, and adding precum to the soap lubing the area. Tim was surprised but encouraged when Chris’ right arm reached back and placed his hand on Tim’s right butt cheek and pulled him in tighter against him. Tim reached around Chris with his left hand and took Chris’ hard cock and began stroking it. Chris put his left hand over Tim’s as their breathing quickened. Chris moaned, Fuck yeah, Tim. Hump my ass.” Tim said, “Your ass is fire, Chris. It feels so fuckin’ sick.” Within a few minutes, Chris’ cum was coating their hands, the shower wall and the shower floor with his cum as Tim was coating Chris’ lower back and filling the valley between Chris’ buns with his own cum. After they caught their breath, they rinsed off, dried off, and crawled into bed.
End of Chapter 51
