Wait!! Don't go!" But I couldn't stop him. I pulled the cocks out of my ass, picked up my clothes, and ran after him. I finally caught up to Phil and pleaded with him. "Can we talk about this? Please?"

"What is there to talk about?" Phil's voice was ridden with anger. "Everything is clear as day! I said I needed some time to figure out what I wanted, so you took that time to find as much cock as possible! Did what we did in the bathroom mean anything to you, or did I just fulfill a fantasy that you're now over? How could I be so stupid? And how much of a fucking slut can you be? You've been out for less than a week, and your working your way through fucking the entire school! Was I crossed off your list? And to think, I was ready to profess my love to you in front of the entire football team only to see that they're all dumping their cum in you. Let there be no mistake. I am done with you." He turned to leave.

"No. You don't get to say your piece and leave. How dare you blame me for all of this? You said you needed time. I gave you that. I was supposed to put my life on hold for something that maybe wasn't going to happen?"

"If you loved me, you would have!"

"If you loved me, you wouldn't be acting like such a prick! Also, I didn't initiate what happened back there. It's not like I said 'Hey guys. Great game! Now who wants a fucking BJ?!' Just because you're insecure about your sexuality doesn't give you the right to be such a douche. If you love me, just say it!"

"I love you! But you can't sleep with anyone but me! If you want me, you can have only me!"

"I'm okay with that!"

"Great! Would you like to be my boyfriend?!"

"Of course!! Would it like to be mine?!"


"Why are we still yelling?!"

"I don't know!"

And we met for the longest kiss in history. He drove me home and I went to bed being mad and madly in love at the same time. He hugged me, and I made my way for the door.

*Saturday 10:00am*

I got a text from Phil:

"Heyy babe. I was wondering if you wanted to go out to Starbucks. Text me back:)"

I never knew how much a person could make me feel so loved though a text. I walked down to the living room and watched some TV. I texted Phil saying:

"Of course! How about 5?"


My parents passed the room and saw the grin on my face. Mom said, "Looks like someone's feeling good today!"

"Yep," I replied.

After Mom made it to the office, Dad sat down and talked to me.

"Okay, here's the deal. I know you and Phil are into each other. I saw the hug you gave him when he dropped you off last night. Although I think sex should wait, have these." He pulled out a box of condoms. "No matter how much I try, I can't make decisions for you. At least be smart." He got up, rubbed my head, and walked to the kitchen. I have to coolest Dad ever.

At five, Phil picked me up. I was about to leave the house when he knocked on the door. I opened it to find him in a nice navy blue shirt, beige uniform pants, and flowers.

"What's the occasion," I inquired, as I reached for the flowers.

"Nope. These are for your parents."

"My what?"

"I thought it would me nice to meet your parents. Ask their blessing to be your boyfriend. All the traditional things."

"Okay. I guess."

My mom and dad came in the room and shook Phil's hand. My dad asked me to leave the room with Mom. I supposed he was going to give him 'The Talk'. When we came back out, Phil and I headed on our way. We entered the car and he kissed me on the cheek.

We made it to Starbucks and he ordered for both of us. We were talking for a while until the barista yelled, "Two caramel lattes for Phil and Sweet-cheeks!" My cheeks had never been so red.

"So we're actually doing this. It's weird; I never thought we would be together," he said.

"Well, I think it's a good thing it did."

"Did you want to come to my house? My parents aren't home."


As we drove to his house, I started playing with his dick. I unzipped his jeans and began to give him a handjob on the road. I ticked his balls for a second, and then proceeded to blow him. We were almost stopped by police three times. My tongues was a but to much for him sometimes, so he would swerve on the road because he would lose focus.

We made it to his house. We ran through the door and straight to his bedroom. I ripped off my clothes and he his. He tackled me on to his bed and we began making out. His tongue was battling my tongue for dominance. I let him win so we could keep thing going. He bit my lip (nicely), and that turned me on. I groped his ass and his hand found my face. I started to go down, but he said, "Hey. I was wondering, if we could try some things."

"You're the boss tonight."

"Okay." And he proceeded to turn me around so I was facing his dick. Right when I was going to put my mouth around it, I felt something warm and wet on my cock. For a new person he was a natural. Until...

"Ow! Dude, remember not to use your teeth."

"Oh shit! Sorry."

"You're okay. Just as long as there aren't parts of my dick missing, we're fine." He laughed and then continued going down on me. I wrapped my lips around his python and began sucking. I pulled out all the stops. I licked it for a while. I teased the head. I gave it kisses. I went the whole nine yards. I, then, opened my throat.

"You have got to show me how to do that!"

"Do what," I asked, playing dumb.

"Deepthroating. I kept trying, but I don't know how."

"Okay get on your knees." He did as he was told. I pinched his nose and his mouth. After a few seconds, I released his grip on his mouth and shoved my dick in while he tried to regain his breath. He is still grateful for that trick today. My dick started to swell and I busted a nut. He swallowed and stood.

He turned me around and began eating my ass.

"Dude, your mouth is going to be tired by the end of this."

"Shut up and enjoy it." He made me stand and prop one leg on the bed. He bent my torso over and ate my ass again. I was in heaven. Then I remembered what my dad said. I forgot my condoms. He pulled away from my ass and began to finger my ass.

"Hey. Do you have any condoms?"

"No, why?"

"I just don't think it's smart to keep doing this without condoms."

"Okay, there are some in my parents room. Top drawer."

"Can you get them?"

"Heck no! You want 'em, you get 'em." That's the thing I loved about him. He treated me like his boyfriend, but never forgot I was his best friend.

"Fine." I went bare ass naked to his parents room at the end of the hall. I got the condom and was on my way back when the door opened, revealing his parents. Phil's mother screamed and his dad yelled for me to get out of his house, thinking I was some naked weirdo. Then he saw the condom in my hands. He blew past me and into Phil's room. He saw Phil on his back, lubing his anus. Phil jumped up and tried the cover himself.

"Get out of my house! Both of you, you sick homos," screamed his father.

"But Dad!"

"Who are you talking to? You have no dad here!"

"Mom?" His mother remained silent. She stared daggers into me. "Fine."

"Sheila, how could you raise a fucking queer?" Those were the last words Phil heard from his father before he left. Phil and I got in the car, and he broke down.

"I have nowhere to go. My parents just don't love me anymore."

I didn't know what to do. This was the reaction I was expecting from my parents when they found out. Because I didn't get that reaction, I didn't know how to handle this one. I called my parents. My mom answered the phone.

"Hey. Phil's in trouble. Can he stay with us?"

"Of course. Get here right away. We'll figure out sleeping arrangements while you make your way here. He can stay for as long as he needs."

"Thanks. Love you."

"Love you too."


"What did they say?"

"You can stay with us." He pulled out of the driveway as quickly as possible and sped his way to my house. We walked in and Phil began bawling. My dad walked in and immediately hugged him.

"Everything will be okay. You never have to go back if you don't want to. You're safe here. You're safe here."

I wanted to help, but I felt like I couldn't do anything but give him time. I went to the kitchen and sat at the table. Mom came in and sat down.

"I think we can trust you two to stay in the same room. We're being very trusting parents right now. Don't abuse it."


"Oh, and the school called. Your cap and gown for Commencement are ready."

Oh fuck. Graduation.

Stay tuned for chapter 6




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