Love In the Air
Sunday morning, Tim woke up to the smell of coffee. He smiled as he recalled the sounds coming from Jeremy’s bedroom the previous night and then remembered something else. He climbed out of bed and picked up the tissues lying on the floor and deposited them in Chris’ waste basket. He then plodded sleepily to the bathroom to relieve his bladder. Chris said to Jeremy, “Well, looks like Tim’s awake.” Jeremy looked over to see Tim in only his light blue briefs walking toward the bathroom and said, “Why don’t you go in and kiss sleeping beauty and see if he wakes up. I’d like to get breakfast on so we can get a good start on whatever the Reynolds need.” Chris laughed, and said, “How does he manage to get to his classes on time. Elijah’s always the last one up.” Jeremy laughed and said, “I guess we wore him out.” Chris smiled and said, “I hope we weren’t too loud. It’s a good thing you had your cock in his mouth while I fucked him. He can be pretty vocal.” Jeremy said, “He was still pretty vocal even with my cock down his throat, haha. I hope Tim had the bedroom door closed.”
Chris walked away to try to wake up Elijah and a few seconds later, Tim emerged from the bathroom and walked into the kitchen. Jeremy greeted him, “Good morning, Tim. Sleep well?” Tim grinned and said, “Yeah, I did. Can I help with something?” Jeremy said, “Sure. Why don’t you get some eggs out and scramble them. I’m not looking to make anything fancy this morning.” Tim mumbled, “Too tired from last night.” Jeremy asked, “What did you just say?” Tim quickly said, “I was just saying that I like scrambled eggs.” Jeremy had heard what Tim had actually said, but didn’t say anything. As Tim was scrambling eggs, Chris returned, saying, “The frog has turned into a prince!” Tim asked, “What’s that supposed to mean?” Chris said, “When I walked into the bedroom and nudged Elijah, he snorted like a bullfrog and turned toward me. I kissed him and he opened his eyes and smiled sweetly. Thus the frog being kissed and turning into a handsome prince.” Tim laughed and Jeremy said, “You’re such a romantic, Chris.” Chris chuckled and said, “You’re the one who called Elijah Sleeping Beauty.” Tim said, “Oh God. I’m in the house of fairy tales.” Chris said, “I’ll give you a fairy tale”, then smacked his brief-clad butt, “Or fiery tail!” Tim yelped, “Owww!” Then Chris began tickling him and Jermy soon joined in as Tim screamed and laughed while squirming to get away without success. Elijah stumbled out of the bedroom asking, “What’s all the yelling about?”, then saw Tim squirming on the floor while being tickled by Chris and Jeremy. Elijah said, “Don’t worry, I’ll help, Tim!” Elijah then dropped down and began helping to tickle Tim. This continued for several minutes before they decided to let Tim up. As he got up, Tim said, “That wasn’t fair, three on one.”
As they were finishing breakfast, Carl and Chuck walked in. Carl grabbed two pieces of bacon and handed one to Chuck then turned to Tim and asked, “You didn’t leave a mess in my room like you left in the foyer yesterday, did you?” Tim almost choked on the food he was chewing as he said, “You told them about it! Oh, my God. I’ll never live this down.” Carl patted Tim’s shoulder and said, “Don’t worry about it, kid. We’ve all been there, but you’re right, we won’t let you forget it.” Tim heard Chuck laughing but he refused to look his way.
After cleaning up the breakfast dishes, they all squeezed into Chuck’s car and went to the Summers’ house to get Jeremy’s car before heading to the Reynolds. As they emerged from the cars, the Reynolds came out to greet them. Mrs. Reynolds asked, “Hello, Carl, Jeremy. How many came to help today?” Jeremy said, “We brought along four others. You’ve already met Elijah, Chris and Chuck.” She replied, “Oh, yes. I know you three good-looking boys. Who’s this cute fellow?” Jeremy said, “This is Tim. He’s a new friend of ours who wanted to come and help out.” She smiled at Tim and said, “Another handsome young man. Bless you, Tim. I’ll make some hot cocoa. Tim, would you be sweet and come help me when I bring it out?” Tim said, “Of course I will, ma’am.” The rest of the guys smiled knowingly. Mrs. Reynolds then went into the house to make the cocoa. Mr. Reynolds said to Jeremy and Carl, “There’s not much to do. You’ve already done in one year what would have taken me ten to get done. There is a shelf in the garage that’s in need of repair and the front gate still needs a coat of paint, but it’s too cold for that. I could use a hand or two on a project I’ve been trying to complete before Christmas. If one or two of you could get the leaves out of the rain gutters, It would be appreciated.” Carl said, “Jeremy, why don’t you take Tim and help Mr. Reynolds while I get the others started” Jeremy looked to Tim who was smiling and said, “Sounds like a plan, Carl.” Carl went into the garage to look at the shelf and then came out and talked with the others and they split up to tackle the two jobs, Chris and Elijah got out the extension ladder and started on the rain gutters, while Carl and Chuck went to work on the old shelf. Mr. Reynolds stayed outside the shop and told Jeremy and Tim that he wanted to wait until his wife brought out the hot cocoa before going inside. It wasn’t long before Mrs. Reynolds came out and asked for help. Tim raced to the back door, and she held the door open to allow Tim to come inside and take the tray of hot cocoa and bring it out and set it on the table on the back porch. She closed the door and approached Tim and gave him a hug as she said, “Thank you, Tim. Would you be a sweetie and take the tray around to your friends?” Tim suddenly stiffened up and turned bright red as everyone watched his initiation to the Mrs. Reynolds fan club. He stammered out, “Yes ma’am!” as she released him. She turned to go back inside, laughing as she did. Tim turned to see everyone grinning or outright laughing at what had just occurred, including Mr. Reynolds. Tim thought, ‘Those bastards! They knew she was going to do that!’ An elderly woman had just pinched his butt, and everyone knew it was going to happen. He was set up. He smiled as he realized the others must have gone through the same thing at some point. It was another sign he was becoming one of them. He suddenly felt really good. Then he heard Elijah yell, “You gonna hand them out before they’re cold?” He quickly grabbed the tray and began walking around as the guys grabbed a cup of hot cocoa with marshmallows. Once he had handed out the cocoa, Mr. Reynolds ushered him and Jeremy into his shop. Tim was in awe as he looked around at all the tools, miter saws, chop saws, wood and metal lathes, scroll saws, and routers. Then Mr. Reynolds showed them the project he was working on. It was a mahogany bench intricately engraved with I love you on the back with artistically carved leaves and flowers. Tim looked on in awe and asked, “How can we help with something already so perfect, Mr. Reynolds?” Mr. Reynolds grinned and said, “I was hoping you could put the final clear coat on my Christmas present to the Mrs.” Tim said, “I’d be more than happy to do that for you, Mr. Reynolds. Um, I hope you’re not mad about…” Mr. Reynolds chuckled, “Tim, Mrs. Reynolds likes to get her thrills reliving her youth. After you boys leave, she’s in such a good mood from it that sometimes we get intimate, even at our age. I’m grateful for it. You boys give her a spark that our boring life no longer does. We love each other dearly but it always helps to have some spice in our life and you boys give that to her and by extension, to me as well. You boys have been a godsend to us.” Tim suddenly realized that Mr. Reynolds wasn’t putting him to work, but allowing him to put the finishing touches on a work of art that was to be a Christmas present to Mrs. Reynolds, “Are you sure you want me to do this, Mr. Reynolds? He smiled, “Yes, never more sure. I’ll guide you through it, but I have confidence in your ability.” Tim then listened to every instruction Mr. Reynolds gave him to a T and after finishing, looked on at his finished product proudly. He was totally caught off guard when Mr. Reynolds tilted the bench forward, where he saw, “Merry Christmas, Martha, from Henry”, engraved. Then he showed Tim a three-tiered, mahogany knick-knack shelf and said, “The boys made this for Martha. I want you to add your name to it.” Tim said, “I couldn’t do that, Mr. Reynolds! They did all the work.” Mr. Reynolds replied, “No, Tim. You’ll finish it, by putting on the last clear coat, but engrave it first.” At that moment, Tim realized what Mr. Reynolds was asking of him and he smiled while saying, “I’d be happy to do that, Mr. Reynolds.” Mr. Reynolds teared up as he said, “When you’re finished, I have another project for you.” Tim said, “Of course, Mr. Reynolds, I’ll help however I can. Mr. Reynolds and Jeremy looked at each other knowingly. When Tim finished the final coat on the knick-knack shelf, Mr. Reynolds took him aside and had him draw a pattern that would be the back of another knick-knack shelf. Tim took great care to make sure it was perfect. Mr. Reynolds showed Tim how to use the different tools to make patterns and designs on it and the different router bits to use for layering . He was puzzled why Mr. Reynolds wanted him to design it how he wanted instead of Mr. Reynolds telling him what to do with it. Tim then cut the shelves and added a waterfall design to the edges before sanding it. Tim was proud of what he had accomplished. Mr. Reynolds then asked him if he wanted to leave it that way or if he wanted to stain it. Tim said, “I think you should decide.” Mr. Reynolds smiled and said, “No, Tim. It’s your decision. It’s your creation and it’s yours to keep or give away as a gift.” Tim’s eyes grew wide, and his eyes watered up, “But you barely know me, Mr. Reynolds. Why would you do this for me?” Mr. Reynolds smiled and said, “You did this yourself, Tim. I just supplied the wood, tools, and some instruction. Jeremy told me about what’s happened to you, and I think of them as part of my family, and that now includes you.” Tim grabbed Mr. Reynolds in a hug and said, “I wish I had a grampa like you.” Mr. Reynolds smiled with watery eyes and said, “Now you do, Tim. You’ll have to come back a few times to finish it before Christmas though.” Tim said, “I don’t have a driver’s license or a car.” Jeremy said, “We’ll make sure you can get here when you want.” Mr. Reynolds then showed Tim how to go from course sanding to very fine sanding to give it the perfect finish. After he was finished with the sanding, Tim selected a stain. As he was wiping the stain after allowing it time to soak in, he was satisfied with the color. Mr. Reynolds told him he could reapply the stain if it wasn’t dark enough. Chris and Elijah came in and Elijah asked, “What are you working on Tim? That looks like it’s going to be beautiful.” Chris smiled knowingly. Tim replied, “Mr. Reynolds is letting me build this as a Christmas gift.” Elijah said, “That’s awesome. We made a knick-knack shelf for Mrs. Reynolds. I wonder if we should put that last coat of clear finish on it.” Tim smiled and said, “I already did, and Mr. Reynolds let me add my name to it also.” Elijah said, “That’s great, Tim.” Carl and Chuck then came into the shop and Carl asked, “Where’s Mr. Reynolds?” “I’m right here, and I told you to call me Henry.” Carl smiled and said, “We’re finished rebuilding the shelf in the garage, Henry.” Chris added, “We’re done with the rain gutters, too.” Mr. Reynolds said, “Thank you, boys. I really appreciate your help.” Jeremy said, “It’s our pleasure, Henry.” Tim added, “Thank you so much for helping me with the knick-knack and showing me so much about working with wood, Mr. Reynolds.” Mr. Reynolds gave Tim a hug and said, “The stain will be ready to sand in a day, but you can return when you have time.” Tim said, “Thanks. I’ll try to make it in a day or two.” Mr. Reynolds said, “You’re welcome whenever and as often as you like, Tim.”
They each gave Mrs. Reynolds a hug and received the usual butt squeeze or pinch before they left. This time, Tim didn’t flinch as Mrs. Reynolds squeezed his butt cheek while hugging him. They said their goodbyes, climbed into their cars and headed back home.
On their way back home, Tim’s cell phone began playing a ringtone, “That must be my mom.” He looked at the number, but didn’t recognize it. He answered it anyway, “Hello.” A voice at the other end asked, “Is this Tim?” Tim guardedly asked, “Who is this?” The voice said, “Tim, it’s Travis.” Tim asked, “Travis? How did you get my number?” Hearing Tim say Travis’ name got everyone’s attention. Travis replied, “I got it from your mom. I didn’t know you weren’t still living at home.” Tim asked, “My father wasn’t there when my mom gave you this number, was he?” Travis replied, “No. I wanted to get your number and give you mine, but Reverend Smith interrupted us. So, we were at church, and I didn’t want Reverend Smith to ask me to stay, so I snuck by while he was saying goodbye to some of the parishioners. I tried to get lost in the crowd that was leaving and saw your mom and dad. I went up to them to ask them about you. When I said hello, your dad said he was going to get the car and bring it around. He didn’t say hello or even acknowledge I was there. Anyway, after he left, your mom told me you weren’t living at home any longer. She didn’t tell me why, but she gave me your number and told me not to share it with anyone else.” Tim said, “Good. My father doesn’t know I have this phone. He took my other one and mom said he has it locked up in his desk.” Travis asked, ”Can we meet somewhere and talk?” Tim said, “Sure, but I’m in a car right now headed to a friend’s house. Can I call you back in a few minutes?” Travis said, “Ok. I’ll wait for your call.” Tim ended the call and Elijah asked, “Was that the Travis you said was in the choir with you?” Tim replied, “Yeah. He wants to meet somewhere and talk.” Jeremy said, “If you want to, you can invite him to our house.” Tim said, “Thanks, Jeremy, but I need to make sure he isn’t followed, so I think I’ll meet him at the park at first.” Chris asked, “Are you sure that’s safe? What if he is followed or worse, setting you up? What if the good ole rev put him up to it?” That thought had Tim wondering if Travis would do something like that. Then he recalled the look on Travis’ face when Reverend Smith showed up at the school. Tim replied, “I don’t think Travis would do that. When Reverend Smith showed up at the school, Travis looked terrified.” Jeremy said, “That doesn’t mean that this Smith guy doesn’t have something over Travis.” Tim said, “That’s true. That’s why I don’t want to invite him to your place right away. If I meet him in the park, I’ll have a good view, so I’ll be able to see if Reverend Smith approaches. As they arrived at the house, Jeremy said, “Ok. I guess you have your mind made up. You can always bring him back with you.” Chris said, “Jeremy, you can’t just let him go by himself!” Tim said, “Chris. Please. Let me do this. I know what I’m doing.” Jeremy gave Chris a look and he sighed heavily, “Ok. Have it your way, but be careful, Tim.” Tim called Travis back. When he answered. Tim said, “Hey Travis. How about we meet at Orchard Park off Bayberry, near the basketball courts.” Travis replied, “I can be there in about a half hour. What time do you want to meet since I’m not sure how far away you are from there.” Tim said, “Meet me there in an hour.”
Carl was in his bedroom when Jeremy went in. They were in there for fifteen minutes when Chuck went in. Five minutes later, Carl announced he was going to stay at Chuck’s and leave for work from there. He and Chuck then left. Chris again asked Tim, “Can I come with you at least?” Tim said, “Thanks, Chris, but I got this.”
Tim left about twenty minutes later. Jeremy got up and went into his bedroom. When he returned, he had some kind of carrying case and another black object in his hand and said, “Ok, let’s go.” Chris looked at him, questioningly. Elijah said, “I knew it! We’re going on surveillance, aren’t we?” Jeremy nodded, “We have to get there before Tim and spread out. Make sure you stay at a distance and out of sight. I have these binoculars and this sight glass.” He handed Chris the binoculars and gave Elijah the sight glass and said, “I have a smaller pair in the car. Let’s go. Carl and Chuck will already be there.” They parked away from where Tim would be arriving, got out and dispersed, staying at a safe distance, but close enough where they could get to where Tim would be in less than a minute. Jeremy knew Chris was concerned, as was he. They stayed in contact and scrutinized everyone around.
Tim arrived and walked so he was near the basketball courts but out of sight from anyone approaching. Chris said over the phone to the others, “At least he’s being smart about it,” About five minutes later, a young guy with dark hair approached. Jeremy asked, “Anyone see anybody following him?” Everyone reported back, negative.
As Travis approached the basketball court, Tim called out to him, “Over here, Travis.” Travis saw Tim stepping out from behind a bush and asked, “Why are you hiding?” Tim said, “I had to be sure you were alone.” Travis looked at Tim strangely and asked, “Why would I not be?” Tim said, “Well, I wasn’t sure if Reverend Smith showing up at the school at the same time you stopped me to talk was a coincidence or not.” Travis was about to protest, but then said, “Yeah, I guess it could have looked a little suspicious. I swear I had no idea he was going to show up though.” Tim said, “I want to believe you and I was pretty sure after seeing the look on your face when he did show up. I had to make sure though.” Travis said, “I understand. Look, I wanted to continue our conversation we started at school. Can we sit somewhere?” Tim said, “Yeah.” They walked about fifty feet to a bench and sat down. Travis asked, “So, how’ve you been? Where are you staying?” Tim said, “I’m doing ok. I’m waiting for when I turn eighteen before I let anyone know I’m not living at home any longer. My father kicked me out.” Travis asked, “Why? What did you do? No offense, but your dad always did seem like a dick to me, but he must really be a dick to kick his own son out of the house.” Tim said, “I’ve never referred to him as ‘dad’, he’s always been ’father’ to me. He’s never shown me any kind of love, just a requirement for respect. I can’t even remember him being affectionate with my mom.” Travis said, “Your mom seemed to be worried about him finding out she gave you that phone. Made me swear not to give anyone your number or even let anyone know you had a phone.” Tim looked down at his feet and said, “When I was little, I thought every family was like mine. I thought it was normal. As I got older, I realized our family was different than most. I mean everyone seemed um, reserved or serious at church, but even afterward, the other kids were running around and playing while I had to stay by my parents or with the other choir boys.” Travis grinned and said, “Yeah, we thought you were just being a snob.” Tim looked at him in shock, but then smiled when he saw Travis’ grin, A snob, huh?” Travis grinned, “We didn’t know what else to think. We had no idea. I always tried to defend you though.” Tim asked, “You did?” Tim said, “Yeah. One time a couple of the other guys wanted to stick you with a pin while we were singing so you’d get in trouble. I told them if they did, I would tell on them.” Tim laughed and said, “Thanks. So, why did you try to find me at school? I mean, I’m no longer part of the choir.” Travis hesitated for a moment, then said, “I was worried when you stopped coming to church. I thought something might have happened to you, but then I saw you at school. I began to wonder if Reverend Smith had done the same things to you.” Travis’ voice cracked as he said those last words. Tim looked over and saw a tear running down his cheek. Tim wiped it away with his finger and said, “He did.” They hugged each other before Tim said, “Can you promise not to tell anyone if I tell you something?” They broke the hug and realized they both had watery eyes. Travis said, “Of course I promise.” Tim then told Travis about his father catching him and another school friend (he didn’t give him his name) ‘experimenting’ which was why he had kicked him out of the house. Travis just said, “Oh”, and looked to his feet. Tim said, “So, I guess you’re disgusted with me now.” Travis continued to look down as he said, “No, I’m not disgusted, just disappointed.” Tim turned to Travis, confused, “What’s that supposed to mean?” Travis said, “I’m disappointed that it wasn’t me that you were experimenting with.” Tim’s eyes grew wide, “Wait! Are you saying…?” Travis said, “I think I knew I liked boys since I was about twelve or thirteen. Well, not boys in general. You. I always hoped you liked me too, but you never seemed to talk to me much. Well, I guess you talked to me more than most of the others. Now I understand why. What?” Tim was grinning from ear to ear, “You were one of the boys that were in my wet dreams, Travis. I had always wished you felt the same, but I never knew.” They slowly moved their faces together until their lips touched, tentatively at first, and then their lips locked, and Tim brushed his tongue across Travis’ teeth, trying to gain access to his mouth. Travis complied, allowing Tim’s tongue inside as their tongues dueled and danced together. Elijah chimed in on their phones, “Well, looks like it’s not the setup we were worried about.” Carl said, “I’m glad we’re here to see this though. This is so sweet.” Jeremy said, “They look so cute. I wish I was close enough to get some pics of this.” Elijah said, “I’ll show you the ones I took.” Chuck said, “Perverts.” Jeremy then said, “I guess we can wrap this up.” He was glad he had his phone on vibrate as he looked and saw that it was Tim calling, “Hey Tim. How are things going with Travis?” Tim replied, “Really good, Jeremy. Would it be ok if I brought him to the house?” Jeremy held back his laughter as he said, “Of course, Tim. We’d love to meet Travis.” After ending the call from Tim, Carl announced across the phones, “Chuck and I are going to hang out just to be sure. The rest of you should get back to the house. I’m glad we did this though, if nothing more than to have seen that kiss.” Every one of them agreed.
They arrived several minutes ahead of Tim and Travis, and tried to situate themselves to look like they had been home the whole time. Elijah rushed around, getting his things together, as well as ‘other’s things in zip lock bags’, so he was ready to leave.
On his way back, Tim said, “I’m taking you to a friend’s house. I’d like you to meet them. They’re great guys but I have to tell you first of how I met them.” Tim then told Travis of being homeless after being kicked out and sleeping in the park. He told him about following the group of guys home and then thinking they were gone through the weekend; he had pried the lock on the kitchen window open to have a temporary warm place to sleep. Then the moment of being caught and tackled, and what had followed, finishing with meeting the Reynolds and his project. Travis’ reactions ran the gamut from concern, pity, shock, laughter, and pride, “The last couple weeks were definitely not boring for you, that’s for sure. I can’t believe these guys were so willing to help you out after you broke into their house. I’m sure with my luck, I’d have been in jail right now.” Tim said, “Not if it was these guys. Just so you know ahead of time, they’re gay. Three of them are in a relationship together. The other two are also boyfriends.” Travis said, “Wait. Are you saying three of them are in a three-way relationship? How does that work?” Tim said, “I don’t know, but it does. I’ll let you see for yourself.”
The three of them laughed as they waited on the sofa when they heard the doorbell. Chris got up and said, “I’ll get it.” Chris walked to the front door and opened it, knowing who was on the other side, “Back already. I see you’ve brought a friend.” Tim said, “Chris, this is Travis.” Chris reached his hand out to Travis, “It’s nice to meet you, Travis. I hear you were a fellow choir member with Tim.” Travis shook Chris’ hand, and said, “Yes. I’m still part of the choir, for now.” Chris then ushered them inside. As they walked into the living room, Jeremy and Elijah stood up from the sofa to greet them. Tim introduced them, “Travis, I’d like you to meet Jeremy, one of the guys who lives here, and his other boyfriend, Elijah.” Travis shook both their hands and asked, “So, does that mean Chris is the third?” Chris chimed in, “Yep. I guess Tim already informed you of our relationship.” Tim smiled and said, “Yeah. I thought I’d give him a heads up. Where’s Carl and Chuck?” Jeremy said, “They headed over to Chuck’s place. Please, have a seat. Want something to drink?” Travis said, “Maybe some water.” Tim said, “Me too.” They each took a seat in one of the chairs and Chris sat down on the other side of the sofa since Jeremy had been sitting in the middle. Elijah asked, “So, how long have you two known each other?” Tim and Travis looked to each other and then Tim said, “I guess since I was around ten and began singing in the choir. We never had the same classes together in school, so we only interacted at church during choir practice.” Travis said, “Tim has a really great voice.” Tim said, “You sound pretty good too, Travis. Don’t sell yourself short.” Jeremy returned and handed them each a bottle of water before taking a seat between Chris and Elijah. Jeremy said, “So, Travis, why don’t you tell us about yourself. What’s your family life like?” Travis thought for a few seconds and said, “Not much to tell. I’m a senior in high school. I turn eighteen in three days. My mom’s a teacher and goes to church every Sunday. Sometimes she gets my dad to come along, but he’s not much into church. I never had a choice though. Mom’s the one who convinced me to join the choir. I think Reverend Smith bugged her until she said yes. I did enjoy it though, especially when Tim was part of it.” Jeremy asked, “You said, ‘did enjoy it’, Travis, as if you don’t anymore.” Travis answered evasively, unaware that they already knew about the reverend, “Well, things have changed, and Tim is no longer part of it. I was thinking of quitting myself since my mom can’t force me once I’m eighteen.” Jeremy didn’t press the question, deciding he’d let Tim tell Travis that they knew about the molestations. Chris said, “Tim, you and Travis are within two weeks of each other.” Tim smiled and said, “Yeah, I’m just finding that out now. My birthday is right before Christmas.” Travis said, “I always hated having my birthday right before Christmas. I always thought my parents just gave me one of my Christmas presents early and called it a birthday present. Your birthday is even closer. Did you feel the same as me?” Tim said, “Christmas wasn’t the big, gift-giving holiday for us as it is for most families. We always had a big meal, but all I got from my parents was a basket of fruits and nuts. My Father always said the true spirit of Christmas was to celebrate the birth of Jesus, and that the decorations, gift giving, and Santa Clause was all pagan nonsense. My grandparents would give me clothes. The only decorations we put up were religious stuff. Every year before we ate, I had to read a passage from the Bible. I used to tell everyone that the present I received on my birthday was a Christmas present, so I didn’t feel left out.” Elijah said, “That must have sucked. I’d like to hang out longer, but I need to head back to my campus for classes tomorrow. Jer, are you still planning on the big reveal over Christmas break? I’m in if you are. Let me know.” Jeremy said, “I’m not sure yet, but I think I’m going through with it. I’ll let you know in a couple days for sure.” Elijah then said, “Well, it was nice meeting you, Travis. I hope to see you again soon. See you next time, perve, haha, just kidding, Tim.” Tim said, “Right back atcha, Elijah. You didn’t forget the underwear, did ya?” Jeremy and Chris started laughing hysterically as Travis just looked on, confused. Elijah grinned sheepishly, “That was quick, Tim. I’ll have to keep on my toes around you next time. I also have to find out how you knew about that.” As Elijah got up to leave, Jeremy and Chris got up and walked Elijah to the door. When they arrived at the door, they engaged in a passionate three-way kiss. Tim motioned to Travis with his head in their direction. Travis whispered, “Holy fuck! You weren’t lying, Tim.” Tim noticed Travis adjusting himself as he said, “I told you. What do you think of those butts?” Travis just blushed and smiled. He had been trying not to look earlier. Too afraid he’d get obviously hard. Travis suddenly diverted his attention back to Tim when Elijah bent down and grabbed his backpack before leaving. Travis asked Tim, “What college does Elijah belong to?” Tim said, “I believe Bucknell. It’s a little over an hour away from what Chris told me.” Tim glanced at the front door and realized Jeremy and Chris had walked out to see Elijah off, “Travis, they know about Reverend Smith.” Travis tensed up, “You mean about what he did to us?” Tim said, “Yes, I told them what he did to me. I didn’t tell them what you told me he did to you though. I wouldn’t do that, but I wanted you to know that they are aware of what he’s done to me. They want him to be in prison, but unless someone comes forward, it will never happen. I know if I came forward, his lawyers would say I was lying and who would believe me. My own father kicked me out.” Travis said, “He told me that if I said anything that my mom would believe him over me. He might be right.” Tim said, “I just wish there was a way to stop him from doing this to anyone else.” Travis said, “Me too, but I don’t know that I could do it. It would expose me.” Tim said, “I know. It’s tough, knowing he may be doing this to others, even younger kids. Chris and the guys want to help. Even Chris’ parents want to do something, but unless someone comes forward, it would only be a hollow accusation.”
Just then, Jeremy and Chris returned from seeing Elijah off. Chris said, “So now that you two ran into each other once more, are you planning on hanging out together more frequently?” Travis said, “I’d like to, how about you, Tim?” Tim smiled and it looked like the sun had just risen, “Most definitely.” Jeremy asked, “Do you want someone to take you to the Reynolds tomorrow to work on your project?” Tim said, “That would be great if you could. Travis, Mr. Reynolds is helping me make a knick-knack shelf as a gift. He’s really good at making things out of wood.” Jeremy said, “Maybe Travis could go along if he wants and it’s ok with his parents.” Tim asked, “Are you sure Mr. Reynolds wouldn’t mind?” Jeremy said, “I’m sure Henry wouldn’t mind another young man to teach his hobby to. He used to own a cabinet-making business before he retired.” Tim looked at Jeremy, wide-eyed, “No wonder he knows so much. Do you want to come along, Travis?” Travis replied, “Most definitely. I’m sure my parents would be fine with it.” Chris said, “I’ll take them over, so you won’t be late for work, Jeremy. Travis, let Tim know for sure and I’ll pick you up and then drop you off when you’re done.” They hung out and Jeremy threw together some orange chicken with water chestnuts, broccoli and carrots over brown rice. He made it way milder than usual because Travis and Tim were both not used to spicy foods, though Travis did love tacos and burritos. They devoured all of it and Tim even added some dried jalapeño to his; after realizing he liked the heat. Before taking Travis home, Chris called his parents to say he wanted to stay at Jeremy’s and asked if it would be ok for Tim to stay as well, since Carl’s bed would be available. After assuring them that Tim would be at the house to be ready for school, they gave their ok. They hung out for a while longer and then piled into Jeremy’s car to take Travis home. Travis and Tim automatically jumped in the back seat. About two blocks before Travis’ house, Jeremy heard Tim and Travis saying goodnight then it grew quiet. Jeremy looked into his rear-view mirror and smiled. They were kissing. As they were approaching Travis’ house, Jeremy announced, “We’re here!” They quickly broke their kiss and Travis made sure his clothes looked ok. Before they even made it back home, Tim received a text stating that Travis could go with him to the Reynolds.
“Fuck yeah, your ass is so tight. My cock loves your hot, tight hole. Who’s hole is this?” “Aahh fuck yeah! Fuck me, Carl! Your hole! It’s your hole, Carl. Yeah! Harder! Like that! Fuck me deep, Carl! Fuck my ass!”, Chuck groaned as he was on the bed on his knees with his face buried in the pillow, and his stiff cock drooling precum. They had talked about watching the two sweet teens kissing romantically on their way to Chuck’s place. It had them horned up and as soon as they were inside, the clothes were coming off. Chuck continued to loudly moan and encourage Carl, “Fucking slam me, Carl! AAhhh! AAAhhh! Yes! Fuck! I’m Cummiiinnnng!” Carl continued jackhammering into Chuck in rapid, hard thrusts as Carl’s cock sent ropes of cum flying into his face and chest as well as the sheets below. It was going everywhere as it was unloading hands free. Carl felt Chuck’s hole spasming around his cock and couldn’t hold back any longer, “Fuck, I’m cumming too!” Chuck said, “Breed me, Carl! Fill me with your seed.” Carl cried out, “Fuck yeah! Take me, Chuck! Oh! Fuck yeah!” Carl then slowly collapsed onto Chuck’s back and followed Chuck down as he slowly sank down onto his stomach into his cum beneath him. They laid there basking in the afterglow of their sex, kissing and laughing at the mess Chuck had made. Carl licked the cum from his face, but remained on top of him, periodically nibbling on his ear and lower jaw. Carl then whispered into Chuck’s ear, “I’m falling in love with you, Chuck.” Chuck turned to look at Carl and said, “What’s taking you so long? I’m already there.” Carl kissed him and said, “That’s what I meant, but I think I’ll be falling for you forever and hope it never stops.” They eventually dozed off, sated and tired.
End of Chapter 56
