Kyle and Colby will each take turns telling their version of their story in each chapter.
Chapter 1
Kyle
I swallowed the last drop out of my RC Cola bottle, then ate my last peanut M&M. I sighed as I reached into the bag at my feet and took the second RC and M&Ms out and placed them on Gavin’s headstone. I wiped a tear off my cheek and said, “damn it cuz, I never thought I would be standing at your grave, we were both supposed to live forever.”
I was only 10 months older than my cousin Gavin, we were more like brothers. Hell, for the first 18 years of my life, we had never gone more than one day without seeing each other. My parents bought our house in LaVista Nebraska, a suburb of Omaha, right after I was born and my sister, Steph, was about two years old. My dad, Cal, worked for the railroad and Donna, my mom, was a stay-at-home mom. About a year after we moved in, my aunt Carla and her new son Gavin moved into the house next door. Gavin’s dad was a one night stand that ran as soon as Aunt Carla told him she was pregnant. When the house next to us came up for sale, mom talked dad into helping her only sister buy the house. Carla needed to work and since mom was already taking care of Steph and me, she figured helping take care of Gavin would be no problem. Living next door just made it easier. Gavin and I were inseparable from then on, we had two moms and shared a dad. As I got older I would even tease dad about having two wives, he would just roll his eyes as he grabbed his toolbox to go to Carla’s house to fix whatever she needed fixed.
When I started school, Gavin would spend the whole day staring out the living room window waiting for me to come home. It was a little easier the next year when he started school. Even though I was a year ahead of him, we would still see each other at recess and lunch. We had other friends from the neighborhood and made more friends in school, but we always spent any free time that we had together. I admit, Gavin looked up to me, and I was very protective of him. I took my role as big brother very seriously.
From an early age, I always liked to build and make things. Gavin would always be my assistant. As we grew, we always had one project or another going in our garage or backyard. Dad encouraged us both and taught us how to use tools properly and would bring scraps of wood home from work, mostly broken pallets and the like. Over the years we made several go-carts and scooters, much to the chagrin of our moms. Dad would stop by the hardware store and buy us wheels or any other supplies we might need. On weekends he would also help us build our latest project and take us to a hill in the park to try it out. Of course, mom was waiting with a box of band aides for any skinned knees.
I guess I was about ten or eleven years old when Gavin and I were allowed to walk down to the store about 3 or 4 blocks from our house. Mom would give us a couple of dollars so we could get candy. That’s when we started the whole RC Cola and Peanut M&Ms thing. With the money mom gave us we could only get one soda and one package of candy to share. We noticed that RC was less expensive than Coke or Pepsi and we would have enough for each of us to get soda and we could share the M&Ms. We would save our change, then every other time we would be able to get two sodas and two bags of M&Ms. We thought we were so clever, I’m sure mom knew what we were doing and was being a good sport by never asking for her change back. The check out lady always smiled at us when we placed the two bags of M&Ms on the counter. It seems kind of silly now, but that was just one of the little things Gavin and I bonded over while growing up.
Things started to change in the summer before I went into Jr. high school. That was when Colby moved in with the family that lived on the other side of Carla and Gavin’s house. The Harris family had had several foster children over the years, but Colby was the first boy that was Gavin’s age. We and all the other children in the neighborhood included Colby when we played together, but he and Gavin seemed to get along well from the very beginning. I’m not sure if it was jealousy, but I wasn’t very fond of Colby. I couldn’t give any good reason why I didn’t like him, but I guess a twelve-year-old boy has never been known to be rational. It didn’t help that I was now in Jr. high, while they were still in middle school. Anytime that I wanted to do something with just Gavin and I, Gavin would always invite Colby along. I suppose I just tolerated Colby, but both Gavin and Colby knew I didn’t care for them being so close.
As I got in high school, it was bothering me less, especially when I found my first girlfriend. I figured since I was spending time with her, Gavin and Colby spending time together was a good thing. At least I felt less guilty not spending all my time with Gavin.
Things only got worse between Colby and me when I was a junior and they were sophomores. My girlfriend was out of town with her family one weekend. I was feeling bad about not spending much time with Gavin. Aunt Carla was working, so I decided to go over to Gavin’s and surprise him. I was the one that was in for surprise.
I knocked on the door as I walked in, just as I always did. No one was in the kitchen or living room, so I walked down the hall to Gavin’s room. I opened the door to see him and Colby stripped down their underwear and they were kissing.
They quickly tried to cover themselves as Gavin asked, “Kyle, what are you doing here?”
I stood there with my mouth open for a second and said, “I just came over to see if you wanted to go to a movie or something. What the hell are you two doing?”
Colby quickly stood and grabbed his clothes and said, “I should go home.”
Gavin wrapped a blanket around himself as he said, “Kyle, you should have called.”
I shook my head, “how long has this been going on?”
Gavin sighed, “a couple of months I guess.”
I asked, “so does this mean you’re gay now.”
Gavin stood up and pulled his pants on, “oh fuck off Kyle, I have always been gay. You’ve just been too busy with that bitch to notice.”
I was shocked, Gavin had never stood up to me before. I asked, “why didn’t you talk to me?”
He walked past me and out of his bedroom, “I tried to, right after the first time me and Colby kissed, but you were getting ready to go on another date. You never have time for me anymore, so why do care if I’m gay.”
I thought back and remembered the night he was talking about. I could tell he had something on his mind, but I just dismissed him. He was right, I was too busy getting ready for a date to listen to him. I followed him to the kitchen as he got a bottle of water from the fridge. He opened the bottle as he turned back toward me.
I said, “I’m sorry Gavin, I’m here now, if you want to talk.”
He shook his head, “what’s the difference, I know you hate Colby anyway.”
Wow, Gavin was calling me out on all my shit, I was disappointed in myself because he was right.
I sat at the table and said, “I’m sorry, but I love you. I only want what’s best for you. Does Colby make you happy?”
Gavin shrugged, “I just know I want to be with him all the time. This shit is all so confusing, how the hell does a fifteen-year-old know what love is. Colby is the only person I have felt like this about.” A tear ran down his cheek.
My big brother instincts kicked in, I wrapped Gavin in a hug, “I’m sorry Gavin, I should have listened to you when you wanted to talk. I know I’m not Colby’s biggest fan, but if you have feelings for him, I guess I need to give him another chance.”
Gavin and I sat and talked for the next two hours. Even though we were both still teens, it felt like we were having our first real adult conversation. After a lot of tears, that turned to laughs, Gavin and I were back on track. I promised to try to get along with Colby and we agreed to make time for each other. As we were wrapping up our talk, Carla came home.
She saw us at the table talking and said, “hey guys, what’s going on?”
I stood and said, “I was just heading home Aunt Carla.”
Gavin smiled at me and said, "thanks, Kyle.” He turned to his mom and said, "please have a seat mom, I have to tell you something.”
The week after Gavin came out to all of us was a little rough. Our family had never had to deal with anything like this before, but once the dust settled, I think we were all closer. Colby would also come out to his foster family, with similar results.
It turns out, Gavin being gay was not the worst thing to happen to the family. About six months before I was set to graduate from high school, Gavin was diagnosed with cancer. The next months were filled with doctor visits and treatments, we all pitched in to help Aunt Carla and Gavin the best we could. I still was not a fan of Colby, even though he never done or said anything wrong to me personally. I would just put on my best happy face, especially around Gavin. Right after I graduated, Gavin had his last treatment, and we learned that his cancer was in remission. We all breathed a sigh of relief and tried to get back to our normal lives. I was headed to Colorado to attend trade school, I was enrolled in a carpentry and construction program. I was glad that Gavin was feeling better and seeing how happy he was with Colby made me feel a little better about leaving him. We would not see each other daily for the first time since he moved in next door to us.
School kept me busy, and I was making new friends, Gavin was starting his senior year and he and Colby were busy with all that that entails. Phone calls and texts were daily so we could keep up with each other’s lives. I got a part-time job at a custom cabinet shop along with Luke, a friend that I shared all my classes with. We became close friends quickly and soon moved into an apartment together. We came from a similar background and had many common interests. Luke met Olivia in our first year of school and she introduced me to her friend Claire, and we were soon dating. After we finished the two-year program, Luke and I were both offered a full-time job at the cabinet shop.
The shop was owned by Frank Jefferys, and specialized in custom, high end cabinets and furniture. Frank had taught Luke, and I a lot over the last two years. I had originally planned to move back to the Omaha area after graduation, but I let Luke talk me into staying in Colorado. I guess Claire had some influence in my decision too, she still had another year of college. Gavin graduated from high school and was going to college in Omaha with Colby. I would still go back one weekend a month and holidays to see the family. After working for Frank for a year, he announced to Luke and me that he wanted to retire. He asked if Luke or I would want to buy the shop. I called dad for his opinion and after a lot of talks, Luke and I decided to become partners and buy the shop together. Frank was pleased and we worked out a deal, so we didn’t have to borrow any money from the bank. We would just make payments to Frank over the next five years. We were already booked out 6 to 8 months with work, so things were going well. Luke moved in with Olivia and Claire moved in with me, so life was going according to plan.
Once again, life threw us all a curve when right before Gavin was to start his last year of college, his cancer returned. This time, the treatments were not successful, 8 months later, we laid Gavin to rest. Two days after the funeral, I was headed back to Colorado, and I stopped by his grave to say goodbye on my way out of town. On my way to the cemetery, I remembered the RC and M&Ms and pulled into the store, remembering all the times we made the same purchase as kids. I left the snacks on Gavin’s headstone and climbed back in my truck. I sighed as I saw the bags in my passenger seat. Aunt Carla asked me to drop them off at Gavin and Colby’s house on my way out of town. Shit, I wasn’t looking forward to seeing Colby. I know it sounds selfish, but I still don’t like him, and I blame him for coming between me and Gavin almost twelve years ago.
Colby
I fell onto the couch after the funeral of the only real friend I have ever had in my life. The last week was just a blur, I have no idea how I even functioned since Gavin died. My mind went back to the day that I was introduced to my last foster family. The Harris family were nice people and welcomed me warmly. I don’t even really remember my life before I moved in with them. It was mostly bouncing around between aunts and uncles’ houses and a short time with my grandmother. I have no idea when I saw my mother or father last, or where they are now.
I met Gavin the day after I moved in, he invited me to play with him and some other kids from the neighborhood. We became instant friends, I had really never had any real friends before. The only one of the other kids that didn’t seem to like me was Gavin’s cousin, Kyle. Gavin assured me that Kyle was a nice guy and would come around in time. I guess I’m still waiting for him to come around.
When Gavin and I got into 10th grade, things started to change between us. As all of our other classmates were starting to find girlfriends, Gavin and I were spending all of our time together. We took it to the next level one night when Kyle was on a date. I knew I was becoming attracted to Gavin in more than just a friendship kind of way. I wasn’t sure if Gavin felt the same way about me and there isn’t really a good way to ask that question. We were at Gavin’s house watching a movie while his mom was out on a date. The movie ends with a couple sharing a romantic kiss and a happy ending. As Gavin started to search for something else to watch, I took a deep breath to work up my courage.
I asked, “have you ever thought about finding someone like that?”
He gave me a puzzled look, “like what?”
I said, “you know, someone to kiss like that and maybe fall in love with.”
Gavin suddenly looked uncomfortable and shrugged, “you mean like a girlfriend?”
I nodded, “yeah, a girlfriend… or whatever.”
He swallowed hard, “I don’t know, maybe a little bit. Have you?”
I took another deep breath, “can I tell you something, and you promise not to tell anyone else?”
He nodded, “of course, you know you can tell me anything.”
I summoned all my courage once again, “I don’t want a girlfriend.”
Gavin smiled, “it’s ok Colby, you’re still in high school, there’s no rush to find a relationship.”
I shook my head, “no, I want a relationship, just not with a girl.”
Gavin thought for a few minutes, “are you saying that you are…”
I hung my head, “shit, I don’t know Gavin. I just know I don’t want to be with a girl.”
After another pause, he asked, “is there someone that you do like?”
I nodded, “I’m sorry, I should have never said anything. I better just go home now.”
Gavin said, “no, don’t leave. I think I know what you mean.”
I turned to look at Gavin and asked, “really?”
He nodded, “yes, I have been kind of thinking about the same thing lately.”
I felt the relief wash over my body and just blurted out, “I would really like to see what it would be like to kiss you, Gavin.”
He smiled, “go ahead, I won’t stop you.”
That was all I needed to hear, I dove across the couch and began to kiss him. He wrapped his arms around me as we made out for what seemed like hours, our lips never separating. Somehow as we were kissing, our clothes found their way to the floor. Gavin and I were still kissing while stroking each other’s hard cocks. I was disappointed when Gavin broke our kiss, that was short lived, however. I was soon in ecstasy when Gavin ran his tongue across the head of my swollen dick. He dove in and took my cock entirely into his warm wet mouth. My body went limp as Gavin began to bob up and down, leaving his slobber all over my throbbing manhood. Before I could even take a breath, I felt my nuts tighten and my cum reached its boiling point. Before I could mumble a warning, I exploded, filling Gavin’s mouth with my love juices. He smiled as he looked up at me and licked my cock clean.
He asked, “did that feel good?”
I regained my senses as I pulled him up and sat him on the couch so I could show him how good it felt. I gave Gavin a smile as I said, “you tell me.” I popped his cock in my mouth and tried to mimic every porn video I have ever watched. Gavin’s moans soon told me I was doing a good job. I cupped his balls as I sucked as if my life depended on it. Just like me, Gavin didn’t last long, and I soon had a mouthful of Gavin’s love lava. I greedily swallowed every drop. I let his deflating cock fall from my mouth and Gavin, and I were soon sharing a cum flavored kiss.
I broke our kiss and said, “so, Gavin, I think I am gay.”
Gavin chuckled, “yeah me too.”
From that point on, we spent every minute we could together. We had a lot of talks about how and when we tell our families. Before we were ready to come out, that damn Kyle caught us one night while we were getting busy. I guess it was good thing he wasn’t 10 or 15 minutes later, or he might have gotten the whole show. It was probably for the best, both Gavin and I felt like a huge weight had been lifted from our shoulders. It was so nice not having to hide who we really were.
Everything was going so well, until that fucking cancer showed up. That was the longest six months of my life. We were so relieved when Gavin’s cancer went into remission. On top of that, Kyle was headed to college in Colorado. I know he is Gavin’s cousin, but I was glad we didn’t have to see him every day. For Gavin’s sake, I was always nice to Kyle, even if he wasn’t the nicest in return. Gavin and I were looking forward to graduation and starting college. We were even happier when we were allowed to share a dorm room. Gavin’s mom was reluctant at first, but then figured we would still spend all our time together, whether we lived together or not. My foster parents really didn’t care, once I left for college, I was no longer their responsibility. Our world was turned upside down again when Gavin’s cancer came back. This time the treatments didn’t work, I just wish I had gotten cancer too, so we could both die at the same time.
I woke up in the fetal position on my couch, still in the suit that Carla bought me to wear to Gavin’s funeral. I looked at my watch, it was two days after the funeral, I hadn’t moved since I got home that day. I heard someone in the kitchen.
I turned my head toward the door as he walked and said, “hey.”
Fuck, it was Kyle, the last person on this earth I wanted to see in my house.
To be continued…
