Order in the Court
Tim woke up again, or rather he found he had actually slept for a few minutes. More than he had the entire night. Every time he began to doze off, thoughts of Reverend Smith and the sentencing crept back into his head. This time he could see that the sun was coming up. The sky was a hazy blue as it is just before the sun peeks over the horizon. Travis rolled over and looked at him, “Did you get any sleep at all last night? I kept feeling you shifting around the whole night.” Tim suddenly looked concerned, “I’m sorry. Did I keep you up too?” Travis said, “I got some sleep, but I could tell you weren’t getting any by the way you kept shifting around. It will be over with today, Tim. Let’s get some coffee and eat breakfast.” Tim said, “I think I’ll just have some coffee. I’m not very hungry.” They slowly climbed out of bed. Tim looked like he was sleepwalking. Travis made coffee and gave Tim a cup, then went about making himself some breakfast. He intentionally made more than he planned on eating because he was going to try to get Tim to eat something. In the meantime, Tim sat at the breakfast bar with one arm propping his head up under his chin. Every time Travis would say something to him, he’d have to repeat it because Tim’s mind was elsewhere. As Travis edged up next to Tim at the breakfast bar, he said, “You haven’t even touched your coffee. You have to snap out of this funk, Tim. Here”, Travis put his fork to Tim’s mouth with some egg on it.” Tim began to turn away and Travis said, “Come on Tim, please. Just a bite.” Tim turned and took half of what was on the fork. Travis took the rest. He said, “Thank you. Now please drink some of your coffee.” Tim sipped his coffee, and Travis took another forkful of egg and sausage. The next forkful, Travis offered to Tim. He took half of it. Travis was just glad he was eating something. He wondered if Tim would even make it through the sentencing. Travis would help him. He was not going to let Tim down.
Jeremy woke up early. He was in a familiar position, but in his old bed. The only other people who ever shared his bed were Kayla and Carl. He had brought Kayla home quite a few times when they were together. Carl had shared his bed during the time they were getting revenge on Elijah and Josh. Now Elijah was sharing his bed with him, along with Chris. They each had their heads on his chest and their legs draped over his with their obviously hard cocks nestled against his hips. He smiled at the thought of waking up this way every morning. Then he remembered that they were going to breakfast with his parents this morning. His mom said early. Jeremy ran his fingers through their hair, chocolate brown on one side and golden wheat on the other. He hugged them to his chest and said, “Good morning my handsome angels. We need to get up. Mom said she wanted to go to breakfast early. I’m not sure how she’d react if she came up and found us like this.” Chris stirred awake and said, “Just pull the covers over our head and she’d never see us.” Jeremy chuckled at the suggestion, “That would be even worse.” Chris realized what he had just said and pictured what the scene might look like with the blanket over them. He raised his head, looked at Jeremy, and began laughing, “You’re right. It might look worse than it actually was.” Elijah mumbled, “What’s so funny. I’m trying to sleep here.” Jeremy said, “We have to get up. We’re going to breakfast early, remember.” Elijah suddenly looked at Jeremy and Chris, “Shit! I forgot we were at your parents’ house!” Elijah rolled out on his side of the bed while Chris slid out on the other side. Jeremy began laughing. Elijah looked at him and asked, “What?” Jeremy said, “You two look like a pair of bookends with coat pegs. They each looked down at their stiff cocks sticking straight out in front of them and snickered. Elijah said, “Bookends don’t have coat pegs.” Jeremy said, “Yours do.” Chris just rolled his eyes. Jeremy said, “We need to get in the shower and get ready. It’s not near as large as the one back at our house, but we might all be able to fit.” They made their way into the ensuite and Jeremy turned the water on. Once it was hot, they began climbing in. Once Jeremy climbed in and closed the door, they realized just how tight it was. They managed to clumsily soap each other up and at some point were using each other’s bodies to massage the soap in. More than once a hard cock slid in the valley between someone else’s buns.
As they arrived downstairs, Mrs. Davis said, “Good morning, boys. I was about to send Gerald up to make sure you were awake.” Jeremy said, “Good morning, mom. I made sure we were up in time. Where’s dad?” He’s in his study having a cup of coffee and reading the newspaper. He didn’t want to wait until we were at the restaurant. And you know your father, he likes to read the stock reports without any interruption. Did you boys sleep well?” Chris and Elijah answered in unison, “Yes, ma’am.” Mr. Davis entered and said, “Good morning, gentlemen.” Jeremy smiled and said, “’Morning dad.” Elijah said, “Good morning, Mr. Davis.” Chris said, “Good morning, sir, um Mr. Davis.” Mr. Davis grinned and said, “Are we ready? I have the Escalade warmed up and ready to go.”
They arrived at the restaurant and Mr. Davis handed his keys to the valet. They went inside and the Maitre d greeted them, “Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Smith. Your table is waiting. Please follow me.” They were ushered to an alcove in a secluded section, surrounded on one side by windows. The view was over a large pond on a golf course. It was beautiful and would be even more so in the spring and summer months. Elijah said, “I’ve never been in here before. It’s even more high class than I imagined.” Jeremy said, “They used to bring me here a lot when I was a kid. I always thought the waiters hated me.” Mrs. Davis said, “They did not hate you, Jeremy! They weren’t used to children, that’s all.” Just then a young waiter came up and asked, “Good morning, everyone. Can I get you something to drink. A busboy, probably around sixteen began filling glasses with water. Mrs. Davis said, “Coffee for the two of us, his black and mine with cream.” The three of us each had coffee with cream also. Elijah asked for extra sugar. The waiter smiled at us and said, “I’m Steven.” Then he turned his focus on Mr. and Mrs. Davis and said, “If you need anything, just ask.” Then he sauntered off to get our drinks. Mrs. Davis said, “Well, that was a bit strange.” Mr. Davis asked, “What do you mean, dear?” She replied, “Just the way he turned from us after he asked the last question. It was almost as if, oh, never mind.” A few minutes later, their waiter, Steven, came out with a tray full of coffee cups, a carafe of freshly brewed coffee, a large ceramic bowl of sugar, and another small ceramic container with a spout with fresh cream. Steven served each person individually, but each time Jeremy glanced at him, Steven seemed to be looking at him. He thought he was just imagining it. Steven was a good-looking guy. He looked to be about the same age as Chris. He was maybe an inch taller, but more slender than Chris. He had the same chocolate brown hair, but his hair was straighter than Chris’. One other difference that Jeremy noticed was when Steven leaned over him to serve him his coffee. He looked directly at Jeremy and Jeremy saw his emerald-green eyes staring in his. Steven smiled and for a moment, Jeremy thought he might kiss him. Jeremy suddenly turned to his coffee, away from Steven and Steven stood up, grabbed his empty tray, and said, “I’ll be back to take your order in a few minutes.” Chris and Elijah both turned and watched Steven as he walked away, then turned back to look at Jeremy. Jeremy asked, “What?” Jeremy then looked toward his parents. His dad had his nose in the menu, but his mom was looking at him with a slight smile. Again, he asked, “What, mom?” She said, “Our waiter likes you.” Elijah said, “She’s right, Jer. Steven has the hots for you. He does have a nice butt, too.” Mrs. Davis was surprised, “Elijah!” Elijah grinned, “Sorry, Mrs. Davis, but he does.” She blushed but smiled and glanced at her husband to see his reaction, but he was still looking at the menu. Then she grinned and nodded to Elijah. Jeremy said, “I can’t believe you guys.” He looked to Elijah and sent him a text, “Are you trying to dump me off on this guy?” Elijah texted him back, “You know I would never dump you, but he is cute.” Elijah sent Jeremy and Chris a quick text, “He would make a great fourth for a night though.” Jeremy smiled and replied, “Maybe, but I don’t see it happening. Can’t see mom and dad putting up with us propositioning him when he brings our food.” Elijah and Chris both grinned at Jeremy’s reply. Steven returned minutes later and took our order. He continued stealing glances at Jeremy as he took down the order. Steven said, “I’ll go place this order for you right away.” Steven returned with more coffee and asked, “Anyone need to top off their cup?” Mr. Davis said, “Sure, I could use a little more. Steven almost overflowed Mr. Davis’s cup, since his attention was more on Jeremy than pouring the coffee. Steven then said, “Your order should be ready any minute. Is there anything else I can get for you?” Elijah grinned but Mr. Davis said, “No, thank you, Steven.” As Steven walked away, Mr. Davis said, “Jeremy, our waiter almost overflowed my cup because he was staring at you. Do you know him?” Jeremy blushed and said, “No, dad. I’ve never seen him before today.” Mrs. Davis said, “Gerry, Steven seems to have taken a liking to our son.” Mr. Davis smiled and said, “A liking is putting it mildly, Roxanne. He was practically drooling while he almost overflowed my coffee.” Just then, Steven came out with their food. He served Mrs. Davis first, then Mr. Davis. Jeremy was next and he seemed to hang over him much longer than necessary. After serving Elijah and Chris, Steven said, “I’ll be back to take your dessert order if you’d like.” Mrs. Davis asked, “Dessert for breakfast?” Steven said, “Oh yes, ma’am. We have cinnamon rolls, sticky buns, Danish. I’ll get you a dessert menu if you’d like.” Just as Mrs. Davis was about to say no thank you, Mr. Davis said, “I wouldn’t mind a Danish with another cup of coffee. Anyone else?” Elijah said, “A sticky bun would be great!” Mrs. Davis opted for a cinnamon roll, Chris, a cheese Danish and Jeremy, a cherry Danish. Steven smiled and said, “I’ll be right back with the menu.”. After they cleared the empty plates, almost immediately, a busboy came out with some coffee. Mr. Davis said, “Our waiter is out to impress.” Elijah grinned and said, “He’s just trying to keep Jeremy here as long as he can.” Jeremy gave him the side eye. Steven was soon out with the tray of Danish and cinnamon rolls. He said, “I brought extra at no charge just in case you want more than one.” Once they were finished, Mr. Davis paid the check, giving Steven an ample tip. Steven brought out the receipt and thanked them for the generous tip. Jeremy asked, “Where’s the men’s room? I drank too much coffee.” Before his dad had a chance to tell him, Steven said, “I’ll show you where it’s at. I was headed there anyway.” Elijah grinned at Jeremy as he turned to follow Steven to the men’s room. As they waited for Jeremy to return, Chris whispered to Elijah, “You’re really rubbing it in.” Elijah whispered back, “Isn’t it obvious? Steven’s pretty smitten with our BF.” Chris whispered back, “Yeah, but I think Jeremy is getting a little annoyed with your comments in front of his parents.” Elijah replied, “Yeah, you’re right. I need to tone it down around them. I’ll apologize to Jeremy when I get a chance. Thanks, Chris.” Jeremy followed Steven to the men’s room, Steven asked, “Do you live around here?” Jeremy said, “My parents do. I’m at college right now. I’m just home for Christmas for a few days then I’m heading back to college.” Steven pushed the door to the men’s room open and allowed Jeremy to enter before him. Jeremy said, “Thank you, Steven”, then proceeded toward one of the three urinals, taking the one on the right. Steven took the center one and continued the conversation, “What are you majoring in?” Jeremy replied, “Electrical engineering with a minor in computer sciences.” Steven said, “Computer sciences. That’s my major.” Jeremy said, “Your in college as well?” Steven said, “Yeah. I work to keep my college loans to a minimum. You probably don’t have that problem.” Jeremy said, “I don’t have a college loan problem, but I do work.” Steven said, “I’m sorry. I assumed your parents were… Shit! My apologies. I shouldn’t have assumed anything. I’m really fucking this up.” Jeremy was zipping up when he looked at Steven and saw him trembling. Jeremy said, “Your apology is accepted but what are you fucking up?” Steven looked like he was about to start crying. Jeremy quickly washed his hands and dried them. Then he put his hands on Stevens upper arms and said, “Your assumption of my parents having money is correct, and they did put money in a college fund for me. I refused to accept their money to pay for my living expenses even though they tried to insist. I feel I have to earn at least part of my education. The only reason I accepted the tuition money from them is because they had already put it aside for me. That being said, what did you mean by saying you’re fucking this up? What are you fucking up?” Steven said, “I hope you don’t get angry with me but when I saw you seated at the table I was about to wait on, I was stunned by your looks. I mean your brothers look pretty hot also, but I couldn’t take my eyes off you.” Jeremy smiled and he felt his face flush, “Yeah, I noticed. Everyone noticed.” Steven said, “Fuck! It was that obvious?” Jeremy said, “Yeah, my mom said something first.” Steven looked horrified, “Shit! I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to stare. I couldn’t help it. I was hoping maybe we could..” Jeremy cut him off, “No. I’m sorry.” Steven gave a weak smile, “That figures. I always fall for the straight jocks.” Jeremy smiled, “I’m more like a jock nerd combo. Those two other guys at the table you called my brothers. They’re my boyfriends.” Steven’s jaw dropped, “So, you are gay, but two boyfriends?” Jeremy said, “Yeah. It’s a long story. You know what, Steven? Maybe we can get together sometime, either here or at my place in State College, on a weekend. We can get to know you and you can get to know us. What do you think?” Steven said, “I’d like that very much, um, I don’t even know your name.” Jeremy smiled, “It’s Jeremy, Jeremy Davis.” Steven said, “Steven Douglas.” Steven held out his hand, but quickly pulled it back, “Sorry, I should wash my hands first.” After washing his hands, he once again offered his hand to Jeremy who shook it warmly. They then exchanged phone numbers.
As Jeremy walked out and found the others, his dad asked, “Everything come out ok? You were in there a while.” Jeremy smiled, “Yep. Everything is good.” Elijah and Chris gave each other a questioning look as they walked out to the car.
Tim was a nervous wreck as he got ready to leave for the courthouse. Travis was nervous also but tried to hide it for Tim’s sake. As they pulled into the parking garage, they passed by Tim’s father’s car. Tim saw his mom getting out and quickly turned away so his father wouldn’t see him. Travis caught a glimpse of Tim quickly ducking down in the seat, “What’s wrong?” Tim said, “That was my father’s car back there. Mom was just getting out. I didn’t want him to see me.” Travis said, “He’s going to see you in the court room anyway, so why hide now?” Tim said, “He might try to find where we’re parking, and I don’t want to talk to him.” Travis just nodded, not being sure how to respond.
After finding out which court room the hearing was being held in, they made their way there. An assistant DA saw them and asked them to come into her office for a moment to go over things. They found out there would be four others making statements before them, and then Tim would make his. Travis would be the last and would be corroborating Tim’s statement. They were led to a waiting room where four other guys were seated. Tim and Travis recognized two of them from a few years ago when they had been in the choir. They had left after graduating from high school and going off to work or college. The other two looked a couple years older than the two they recognized, and they assumed they had also been in the choir at some point. They weren’t waiting long before someone came in and led them into an almost empty court room and had them seated in the front row. In front of them, to the right and to the left were two tables with three chairs each behind them. There were two people sitting in chairs at the table on the right. One person was sitting in a chair at the table on the left. Further to the left, and up near the tables was another row of raised seats which were empty. Tim agreed with Travis that it was where a jury would sit to hear testimony during a jury trial. Even though Tim and Travis were whispering to each other, it seemed to echo throughout the nearly empty court room. One of the guys that Tim and Travis recognized from years earlier asked them, “Is one of you Tim Houston?” Tim looked over, and said, “Yes, that’s me.” The guy said, “I’m Kevin Ward. I think I remember you from the choir about a year before I left for college. I heard what you did. Thank you. Until I found out what you did, I was too afraid to come forward. I didn’t think people would believe me, and I was also too embarrassed to talk about it. Hearing what you did gave me the courage to come forward.” The other three guys all concurred and thanked Tim for his bravery and preventing Reverend Smith from molesting any future children.
Suddenly, they heard doors opening behind them. An officer was opening large double doors at the rear center of the court room. Once the doors were open, people entered and began taking seats behind them. Tim didn’t turn to look because he knew one of them would be his father. Travis waved to his parents when he saw them enter and take a seat. After everyone was seated, there was chatter throughout the room until a court clerk announced, “May I have your attention? When the judge enters the court, you will be asked to stand or rise as is the term which will be used. During the court proceedings, you are asked to remain silent unless you are giving testimony, or in this case, a statement to the court. The state thanks you for your attendance here today. After that, the chatter resumed, but not as much. It was apparent to Travis that a lot of the people directly behind them were reporters. Others were probably law students getting firsthand court experience.
“All rise! The honorable Judge Thomas presiding.” The court clerk stepped aside, and the judge entered the court room through a door behind the bench. As the judge took his seat, he gaveled, then announced, “You may be seated.” Everyone sat down. Then one of the double doors was closed. The officer held the other door as two officers escorted the defrocked ex-Reverend Smith into the court room and down the center aisle. Suddenly, Mr. Houston stood up and lunged at Smith, “You bastard! You turned my son into a faggot! I’ll kill you for your betrayal of our family.” The officers prevented Mr. Houston from getting to Smith, and the judge said, “If you disrupt this court proceeding again, I will have you removed and cited for contempt! I hope I’ve made myself clear! I understand some here may have some hard feelings for the defendant, but this is a courtroom and there will be order!” Tim lowered his head and closed his eyes. Travis squeezed his shoulder to comfort him after his father’s embarrassing display. The officers led Smith to the table on the left where he was seated next to the guy who was apparently his lawyer. The judge then announced, “This court is now in session in the case of the state of Pennsylvania vs. Charles Smith. I understand there is an agreement to a plea deal.” One of the people at the table to the right stood and said, “Your honor, the people have established a plea deal with the defendant, but prior to sentencing, there are several people who wish to make a statement.” The guy sitting next to Smith rose and said, “Your honor, Mr. Smith has agreed to a plea deal, however, I’ve filed a motion to not allow the statements. There is no need for them given the fact that Mr. Smith has already plead guilty.” The judge looked to the six guys who included Tim and Travis, then back to Mr. Smith and his lawyer, “Counsel, the plea deal is an admission of your client’s guilt. The people wanting to make a statement are the victims of your client’s crimes and have every right to be heard. They didn’t come here to be denied that right. Your motion is denied.” Mr. Smith’s lawyer sat back down. The judge then said, “The state may call for the first statement.”
The DA motioned for the guy on the end who seemed to be the oldest of them to take the stand. Tim was surprised when the guy pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket. Neither he nor Travis had written anything down. The guy said, “My name is Peter Lawrence. I was in the church choir for four years before Reverend Smith had me stay late one day. He took me into his office and stepped behind me. He began rubbing my shoulders and then began saying things about liking me and being impressed with my voice. Then he began opening my pants, and, and he..” The guy had tears running down his cheeks. The DA handed him some tissues and said, “Take your time, Peter. I know this is hard.” There was some crying behind them. Then Peter continued, “He slid my pants and underwear down to my ankles and then began playing with my dick and kissing my neck. I grew ashamed because my dick got hard and then, I made a mess on the floor. I even got some on my underwear. Reverend Smith told me not to tell anyone and he wouldn’t tell anyone either, like it was my fault. When I got home, I changed my underwear and threw the ones I had been wearing away so my mom wouldn’t find them with stains.” The DA asked, “How old were you at the time?” Peter replied, “I had just turned fifteen.” There were gasps in the room. The judge gaveled and said, “Order in the court.” Peter then described how the sessions with Reverend Smith escalated where Reverend Smith performed fellatio on Peter. Later he was made to reciprocate and eventually, his virginity was taken. When Peter finished his statement, the courtroom was filled with the sounds of sobbing. The next guy had a similar story. The third too had stated the same, except that he had been only fourteen when it started.
Kevin then took the stand and drew a deep breath before telling a similar story. He had gone to his dad though and asked if he could quit the choir. When his dad refused his request, he told him that Reverend Smith was doing things to him. His dad had taken him to Reverend Smith and confronted him with the accusations. Reverend Smith said it was all made up because he had been punished for disrupting choir practice. His dad believed Reverend Smith, so Kevin never said anything after that. A guy in the back yelled, “I’m so sorry, Kevin! I should have believed you!” The guy was sobbing uncontrollably as his wife, tear-filled as well, comforted him. The judge gaveled, “Order in the court!”
It was now Tim’s turn. He hadn’t prepared a statement, so he just told of his first episode with Reverend Smith with the same caution from Reverend Smith about no one believing him if he told anyone, especially given the fact that Reverend Smith was a frequent guest at the dinner table. He then told about his encounter with a school friend in his bedroom and being caught by his father. How after that, he was kicked out of the house, which elicited gasps from those present, except for Mr. Houston, who grew red-faced with anger. Tim then told them of his encounter at school with Reverend Smith and his proposition. He told of his plan so no one would ever have to suffer at the hands of Reverend Smith again and how he thought his plan had been foiled only to have his friends come to the rescue at the last second. He called his friends, his heroes, for saving him. He looked to Smith who was facing him with a cold stare, “So, Charles Smith, you have no power over me any longer and you’ll never have any power over any kids in the future.” Tim even surprised himself by staring Smith down. Then Tim looked to his father, and said, “You’re wrong, father. Charles Smith did not turn me into a faggot. I was born gay. God created me that way, like all gay people. I don’t understand why so many people who call themselves Christians, hate gay people, or anyone different from themselves. After all, we’re all God’s creations.” There was a lot of murmuring throughout the courtroom. The judge gave them a little time before gaveling and saying halfheartedly, “Order in the court. You may step down, Mr. Houston, unless you have anything else to add.” Tim said, “No, your honor.”
Travis was up last. He told of his own encounters with Reverend Smith and then finding out he wasn’t alone when he and Tim had talked. He told them of how he and the rest of Tim’s friends had tried to talk Tim out of going through with his plan, but that Tim decided to go through with it regardless. He told them about lying to his mother and Mrs. Houston so that there would be more witnesses to what was happening and then about the final minutes before they rushed in and stopped Smith before he penetrated Tim. Mr. Houston looked at his wife questioningly after Travis revealed that little tidbit. Then Travis looked over at Tim and said, “You called us your heroes, Tim, when in fact, you’re the true hero.” Tim smiled and many erupted in cheers and clapping before Judge Thomas gaveled, and yelled, “Order in the court! Order in the court!” The crowd quieted down and then the judge said, “You may return to your seat, Mr. Sterling.” Once Travis had returned to his seat, Judge Thomas said, “Stand, Charles Smith. You are hereby remanded to state prison for a period of ten years followed by three years of probation. You’ll be eligible for parole after eight years. You will be placed on the list as a sexual predator and will have no isolated contact with any minors for the remainder of your life. Do you understand that Mr. Smith?” Mr. Smith replied, “Yes, your honor.” Judge Thomas then said, “This court is now in recess. Bailiff, please escort the prisoner out of the courtroom.”
Tim, Travis, and the other four were escorted out through another door where a couple of the assistant DAs congratulated them and thanked them for their statements. The lead DA then said to Tim, “Your friend here is right. You truly are a hero. Mr. Smith will never be able to hurt another minor, and it was because of your crazy actions, putting yourself at risk. Your friends were also heroes and deserve credit for being there at the right moment. You can be proud of yourselves.
As they emerged from the courthouse, Tim’s mom rushed up and hugged him, “I’m so proud of you, Tim! You’re a brave man. You were very brave in the courtroom today, too.” Travis said, “Yes, he was very brave. He stared Smith down. I had to smile when he did that. It made my statement easy.” A horn blew and as they looked, Tim’s father was waiting for Tim’s mom. Mrs. Houston said to Travis, “You’re a good friend, Travis. I have to go. I’ll call you, Tim.” She kissed Tim on his forehead before turning and walking down the steps to the car. Mr. Houston didn’t even look in Tim’s direction even though Tim was looking in his. Travis said, “I didn’t want to say this in front of your mom, Tim, but I was proud of what you said to your father today in court also.” Tim smiled and said, “Thanks, Travis. I don’t know. It felt good to say it. I feel different somehow, like I’m free of not just Smith, but of my father as well.” Travis said, “That’s great! Let’s celebrate with some lunch. My treat.” “If you don’t mind, son. I’d like it to be our treat.” Mr. and Mrs. Sterling were standing behind them, and when they turned toward them, Mr. Sterling hugged his son while Mrs. Sterling hugged Tim. Then they switched as Mrs. Sterling said, “We’re so proud of both of you. We want to treat you to lunch at wherever you want to go, no limit.” Mr. Summers, who was behind the Sterlings then said, “We’ll split the bill if that’s ok with you.” The Sterlings agreed. Tim said, “It doesn’t matter to me. You pick a place, Travis.” Travis suggested Mexican and Mr. Sterling joked about Taco Bell. They ended up at a high-end Mexican restaurant with genuine Mexican food. Travis suddenly got quiet, and Mr. Sterling noticed. He asked, “What’s up, Travis? It’s obvious something is bothering you.” Travis moved his fork around on his plate for a few seconds, then said, “You heard what Tim said today in court.” Mr. Sterling said, “Yes, and we told you how proud we are of you both. So, what’s the problem?” Travis said, “I’m gay too!” Mr. Sterling smiled, and Mrs. Sterling said, “We figured that out already, Travis. We figured we’d let you tell us when you were ready.” Mr. Sterling said, “It doesn’t make us any less proud of you, Travis. You’re our son, and we love you unconditionally. Your mother still wants grandchildren at some point though.” Mrs. Sterling smacked her husband’s shoulder and said, “Danny!” Mr. Sterling just laughed and said, “Ok, I’d like some too.” Mr. Summers said, “I’m glad we’re now all in the know and don’t have to watch what we say anymore.” After they finished their lunch, they hugged and said goodbye to Travis’ parents and the Summers, then headed back to Carl and Jeremy’s house.
On the way over to the house, Travis glanced over at Tim who was smiling, “You look happier than I’ve seen you in a long time.” Tim’s smile grew even wider, “Like I said, I feel different, like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. It’s been the best Christmas I’ve ever had.” Travis grinned, “Seeing your smile makes me happy too. We’re gonna celebrate all night.”
As soon as they got inside and closed the door, they kissed. Tim then stepped back and said, “I need to call Chris and give him the news.” Travis said, “I’ll call Jeremy.” Tim said, “Why don’t I call them both and put it on speaker so we can talk to both of them at the same time.” Travis said, “We’re overthinking this. I guess it’s the excitement of how the day went. You know they’re together. Just call Chris and they can talk to us together.
They were on their way back to the Davis home when Chris received a call. He was going to send it to voicemail when he noticed it was Tim, “It’s Tim. I need to take this. Hey Tim, what’s up? How did the hearing go? It is over, right? Hold on, let me ask.” Chris then asked, “Would it be ok if I put this call on speaker? Tim and Travis want to tell us how the hearing went.” Mrs. Davis asked, “What was the hearing about? Did this Tim commit a crime?” Jeremy then explained what had happened to Tim in an abbreviated form. Mr. Davis then said, “Please do. I’d like to hear it as well.” Chris put his phone on speaker and said, “Your now on speaker, Tim and Travis. We’re in a car with Jeremy’s parents, so watch your language.” Jeremy and Elijah laughed and even Mr. Davis grinned. Tim and Travis then began telling everyone about the hearing, talking over each other most of the time in their excitement. At the end, Travis said how proud he was of how Tim had stared down Smith and let him know he no longer had any power over him and would never harm another child. He also said he was proud of Tim standing up to his father. Once they ended the call, Mrs. Davis said, “I was so proud of your friend Tim, until his friend Travis said how proud he was of Tim standing up to his father. Kids should be respectful of their parents.” Jeremy then explained the situation and how his father had kicked him out and what had followed. Elijah added in what Chris and his parents did for Tim and how Jeremy and Carl had helped as well.” Mr. Davis said, “It sounds like Tim has been through a lot. I would have expected nothing less of Jeremy. I’m proud of you as well, Chris. I’m sure you’ve done your part also, Elijah.” The car was mostly silent the rest of the way home. Everyone was smiling at what was said during the phone call and the discussion that had followed. Mr. and Mrs. Davis were both very proud of the son they had raised and the friends he surrounded himself with.
After ending their call, Tim and Travis picked up where they had left off, kissing each other and slowly undressing each other. They left a trail of clothing on their way to Jeremy’s bed. When they arrived at the edge of Jeremy’s bed, all they had left on was their briefs. Travis bent down and pulled Tim’s yellow, Sponge Bob briefs around his ankles, smiling as he realized Tim was wearing them. It was kind of a gag gift from Travis. Then Tim slid Travis’ dark blue, Jockey briefs down around his ankles and then pushed Travis back onto the bed. Tim then climbed over Travis in a sixty-nine position, and they went to work on each other’s stiff joy sticks. Tim soon had a finger inside of Travis’ tight hole and Travis soon had his fingers lightly brushing closer to Tim’s tight pucker. Travis then pushed a finger inside Tim, eliciting a moan of pleasure on Travis’ cock and a flood of precum into Travis’ welcoming mouth. Before long, they both had several fingers inside each other and the floodgates opened as first Tim began filling Travis’ mouth with his seed which triggered Travis’ own orgasm, pumping his love juices into Tim’s mouth. They swallowed much of it, but both saved some in their mouths. Tim slowly pulled off Travis’ cock, making sure to collect any cum still left, and then flipped around. They then shared a cum-swapping, post coital kiss. As they broke their kiss, Tim lowered himself down onto Travis and they laid together for a bit as their sexual energy recharged. Tim was soon stiff as iron again and began humping into Travis’ abs. Travis giggled beneath him and began pushing upward. Suddenly, Tim slid back, and Travis’ stiff cock was wedged between Tim’s firm buns. They both froze. Travis didn’t know what to do and saw the look of shock on Tim’s face. Then Tim jumped up and said, “I need a few minutes.” He ran into the ensuite and Travis heard the door lock. Travis knew the moment had been ruined by an innocent act. He felt terrible and wanted to go in and comfort Tim, but Tim had locked the door. He heard water running and thought it must be Tim trying to cover the sound of his crying. He felt so bad for Tim. Would he never get to feel his cock inside his lover? He knew Tim wanted it, but he couldn’t get past the trauma from that bastard, Smith. Travis wasn’t sure how long he lay there, waiting for Tim to come back out, but he heard the door being unlocked and Tim came out looking somewhat flushed, but he had a smile on his face. Travis asked him, “Are you ok, Tim. I didn’t mean for that to happen. I” Tim put his finger over Travis’ lips and said, “It’s ok, Travis. I’m fine. I really am.” Travis was trying to process what Tim was telling him as Tim climbed onto the bed and took Travis’ cock into his mouth. Travis’ cock had gone flaccid after Tim’s sudden flee into the ensuite, but Tim’s mouth soon had it back to full attention. Travis wasn’t sure what was happening when Tim climbed back over him and straddled his waist. Tim seemed to be concentrating with his eyes closed as he slid back against Travis’ stiff, saliva and precum soaked cock. Travis said, “Tim!” Tim began sliding back and forth, allowing Travis’ cock to slide in the crevasse between his firm butt cheeks. Travis asked, “Tim, are you ok?” Tim slowly opened his eyes and smiled down at Travis, “I want you inside me, Travis.” Travis looked back at him, stunned, “Are you sure?” Tim nodded his head rapidly and then reached back and pulled the bottle of lube off the table. He squirted some on his hand and then rubbed it on Travis cock like he was jerking him off. He held Travis’ cock up and moved over it, then slowly lowered himself down until it was pressing against his tight opening. He held it still as he lowered himself down further until the head of Travis’ cock penetrated his tight ring. Tim and Travis both took sharp breaths. Tim was amazed at the dual sensations that hit him, one of pain from being stretched open, the other of joy at the feeling of Travis’ cock, not his fingers inside him. The pain had slowly begun to fade, and a new sensation was taking its place, one of pure pleasure. He looked down at his own cock and saw a string of precum dangling from its tip. He moved lower, taking more of Travis’ cock into him. Travis stared up at Tim, watching every facial expression as he slowly took Travis’ cock inside him. He was worried that at any minute Tim would panic, and it would be over. Travis hoped that wouldn’t happen. It felt so good to be inside Tim, even if it was only an inch or so. Slowly though, Tim took more and more of Travis’ cock and the look on Tim’s face revealed he was loving it. Travis smiled, fascinated by Tim’s facial expressions, of wonder, of discovery, and passion. Suddenly, Tim’s mouth opened in a look of surprise, “Oh, my God! It hit my prostate!” Travis said, “Are you ok?” Tim grinned and said, “I’m way more than ok.” Then Tim slid the last couple inches down to the base. Tim waited, enjoying the feel of the fullness of Travis’ cock deep inside him. Then he slowly moved up, and then back down, feeling Travis’ cock rake across his prostate. He began to get into a rhythm and took upon a look of pure passion as he rode Travis’ cock. Travis was equally enjoying this moment, the tightness and heat of Tim wrapped around his cock, massaging it as he moved up and down on it, “Fuck, Tim! You feel so good on my cock!” Tim smiled as he sped up, “You feel so good inside me, Travis!” Travis then began thrusting up to meet Tim’s downward movements as firm butt met hard abs and hips. Tim grunted, “Yeah, Travis! Fuck me! Fuck yeah!” Sweat was dripping off Tim’s face as his whole body glistened with small droplets. Travis gripped Tim’s hips, holding him still as he began rapidly thrusting up into him, out of control. Tim uttered gutturally, “Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Oh! Yes! Travis! Fuck me!” Then suddenly, rope after rope of cum began shooting from Tim’s cock as his mouth gaped open. Tim’s cum flew everywhere, into Travis’ hair, over his head, into his mouth, all over his face and chest, and then slowly began pooling on his abs as his own seed pumped inside Tim’s bowels. Tim felt Travis’ cock pulsing inside him and his seed filling him. It was a new sensation and Tim liked the idea of having Travis’ seed inside him. It was as if some of Travis’ DNA would be forever part of him. Tim slowly sank down onto Travis as they caught their breath. Travis’ cock was still inside him and suddenly, Tim began laughing. Then as his laughter faded, he said, “That was so fire! It felt like I was on another plane of existence. I don’t think I ever felt anything so intense.” Tim licked the cum from Travis’ face and then they shared a kiss. Travis then said, “I guess we should get in the shower.” Tim sat back up and grinned as he saw the cum which was now all over both of them. Then his grin changed to one of mischief as he began moving up and down on the cock that was still inside him. Travis’ cock had just begun to go flaccid, but Tim’s movement soon brought it back to full hardness. Travis looked up at Tim and asked, “Seriously?” Tim just grinned and continued riding Travis’ cock. After a few minutes, Travis asked, “Wanna change positions.” Tim said, “Ok.” Travis reached up and wrapped his hands around Tim’s back and then slowly sat up as he lowered Tim onto his back. With Tim’s legs now pushed back to his chest, Travis began fucking Tim as their eyes remained locked. Travis’ cum inside Tim made for extra lubrication as Travis rocked back and forth, plunging his cock in and out of Tim’s tight, but no longer virgin hole. Tim looked into Travis’ eyes as Travis thrusted in and out of him. Travis slowly lowered down and wrapped his arms around Tim and kissed him as he continued to fuck him in slow, loving strokes. The fuck Travis was giving Tim this time wasn’t wild, franticly hot sex. It was love-making. Their lips remained locked, and their tongues explored each other’s mouths as they slowly made love. The mixture of cum and sweat created the perfect lube for Tim’s cock as it slid across Travis’ abs while he fucked him. Once again, Tim’s cock erupted rope of his baby batter, this time between their abs and chests. The feel of Tim’s warm cum and the spasming of his anal muscles brought Travis over the edge as well and he was soon breeding Tim once more. Once their cocks were just drooling the last of their cum loads, they broke their kiss and caught their breath. Travis was planting light kisses along Tim’s jaw line as he asked him, “So, what changed? I thought you had panicked and gone into the bathroom to get away, especially when I heard the door being locked.” Tim giggled and said, “I don’t know. When I moved back into your cock, it kind of shocked me, but I didn’t panic. I was surprised that I wasn’t panicking. I just knew then that I wanted you inside me, but I wanted to be clean. I told you I needed a few minutes, but it was so I could be sure I was clean. I locked the door for privacy. I think maybe facing down Smith helped me get over my fear. I remember Mr. Reynolds told me that I needed to confront Smith to prove to myself he no longer had any power over me. He was right! I really need to thank him for that advice. I remember that counselor, Seth*, said something similar to me. I need to thank them both. I guess I’m ready for that shower now.” Travis climbed off Tim and took his hand and assisted him off the bed. Tim giggled again, and said, “You have cum all over you.” Travis laughed and said, “We’re both a mess.”
They climbed into the shower once the water temperature was perfect and began soaping each other up. They faced each other while soaping up each other’s fronts and Tim grinned mischievously as he soaped up Travis’ cock and balls, causing Travis to get hard. Once Tim had Travis fully hard, he turned his back while still holding his stiff, soapy cock and backed into it. At first Travis was concerned, but as Tim pressed back into him causing Travis’ stiff cock to press between his cheeks, Travis was soon smiling. He began sliding his soaped up cock between Tim’s cheeks and was thrilled when Tim moaned with pleasure. Tim glanced back at Travis and had a huge smile on his face, “No more panicking, Travis. I like the feel of your cock rubbing between my cheeks, almost as much as I like it inside me.” Travis smiled, “I’m so glad you are finally free of that scumbag.” Travis was totally caught off guard when he arched his back and positioned the head of Travis’ cock at the entrance to his love tunnel and backed onto his cock. Travis exclaimed, “Again?” Tim looked back and said, “I wanted to make sure this position didn’t bother me and now that I’m sure it doesn’t, I want you to fuck me from behind.” Travis grinned and said, “Oh, so both physical and mental therapy? I think I can help you with that.” Travis held Tim by his hips and slowly pressed further inside him until he was pressed tightly against Tim’s firm buns. Then he began to piston in and out of Tim and Tim assisted by thrusting back into Travis’ forward thrusts. The shower was filled by grunts and the slapping of wet skin on wet skin. Tim began crying out, “Fuck! Yes! Travis! Harder! Fuck me! Fuck! Yes! Oh, fuck!” Travis reached around and grasped Tim’s cock in his hand and began stroking him in rhythm to their fuck. Travis soon felt his impending orgasm and said, “Fuck! I’m going to cum again!” Tim encouraged him, “Fuck yeah, Travis! Breed me! Fill me with your load!” Travis was soon doing just that, grunting with each pump from his balls. When he had stopped cumming, he continued to fuck Tim until he felt Tim’s cock pulsing in his hand as Tim fired wad after wad against the shower wall. As they caught their breath, Tim leaned his head against the shower wall and Travis leaned on Tim’s back. Travis’ softening cock was eventually ejected from Tim, and they soon finished their shower just as the water began getting cold. They dried each other off affectionately, then grinned mischievously as they each slid on a pair of Jeremy’s boxers. They decided to make a batch of nachos and then cuddled on the sofa and watched a movie. They dozed off before the movie was over and Travis woke up around two and nudged Tim to come to bed with him.
End of Chapter 66
*Seth, AKA, Seth Westin-Hall © is a character from several series written by Lil Guy. Seth was first mentioned in the series, Adulting, and then featured in the series, Losing My Religion. I recommend starting from the beginning though with Exploring My True Self.
