Ron’s Perspective
We went downstairs to say hi to my mom and dad. They were already sitting in their recliners and seemed to be in a great mood. Tony and I sat down on the sofa. Suddenly, I decided it was time. I took Tony’s hand in mine, then said, “Mom, dad, I have something I need to tell you.” Mom suddenly looked nervous. Dad looked at me calmly and said, “Ok, you sound pretty serious, and by the way you’re holding Tony’s hand. You’ve certainly got our attention.” I began, “Well, you know Tony and I have been best friends since he moved here. Anyway, we started feeling something else going on between us. It wasn’t just a great friendship. We realized we love each other. Dad, mom, I’m gay.” Dad asked, “Are you sure? This could be just a phase you’re going through. You’re experimenting a little maybe?” Mom said, “He’s been experimenting quite a lot, and not just with Tony, I believe.” I think I felt my jaw hit the floor. I then asked something stupid, “How do you know that?” Mom gave me a knowing look and said, “Trust me. I’ve been picking up the signs, and I’ve heard more than you think. I’m just glad of two things; One, you’ve decided to be honest with us and tell us. Two, it’s Tony and not Evan. I like Evan, but there’s something about him. We’ve known Tony and love him, and I’m sorry I sound like Tony’s not in the room, and if you’re going to have a relationship with a boy, I’m glad it’s with you, Tony.” Tony squeezed my hand hard. I turned to him and saw him looking into my eyes and read his look as love and pride. I couldn’t keep a smile from taking over my face, then dad said, “You’re off to college in a couple weeks. How’s this relationship going to work over the long distance?” I said, “It’s not much more than seventy miles away. I could come home on some weekends. I want this to work. I love Tony.” Tony squeezed my hand again and said, “I love Ron, too, and we’ll find a way to make it work.” Dad smiled as did mom. Then I asked, “So, what do you think?” Dad looked at me with a straight face and asked, “About what?” I replied, “About me being gay.” Dad was holding that straight face, but I could see mom holding in a smirk. Then dad grinned and said, “You don’t know how hard it is for me not to start asking you some embarrassing questions, but I won’t do that to you, at least not right now. Look, you’re our son, and we love you no matter what. It took a lot of courage to come out to us, although I would hope that you trust us enough to do so. I don’t know what it’s like being gay, but I am aware of people who think it’s a sin, or an abomination or whatever, so you need to be aware of that and be careful.” Mom then said, “Your father is right. You need to be careful. Neither of you are flamboyant, so you don’t attract attention to it, but you tip your hand if you do certain things in public.” Tony began snickering, then said, “We’re not having sex in public, although I did kiss Ron in front of our house. I didn’t think anyone was looking.” Mom said, “But someone was, weren’t they?” Tony asked, exasperatedly, “Mom told you?!!” Mom said, “No, Tony, Anne hasn’t said anything to me about this.” Tony relaxed next to me. I finally said, “Thanks for listening, and thanks for understanding. I really wasn’t sure how you would take this.” Mom smiled, “Like your dad said, we love you, Ron, unconditionally. We hoped we raised you to know that, but I guess with something as important as this, you’re young, and you have doubts. I really hope you and Tony can make this work. It won’t be easy.” I replied, “We know that, mom, but we’re committed to it now.” Dad asked, “What do you mean by now?” Tony spoke up, “Ron wanted me to date other guys while he was away at college. He wanted me to be sure that he was the one.” Dad asked, “Was this an opportunity to sew your wild oats up at college? You wouldn’t feel guilty if you knew that Tony was doing the same back home.” Mom said, “You know how we raised Ron. Why would you ask him such a thing?!!” Dad said, “Let him answer, dear.” I replied, “I never gave it any thought. Tony has only ever been with me”, I didn’t count Bobby because Tony and I were together when we had sex with him. I continued, “I just wanted him to be sure. I didn’t want him to have doubts later on. I love him too much to feel like I selfishly took him for myself without giving him the opportunity to meet other guys.” Mom said, “If you love something, set it free. If it loves you back, it will return to you.” Tony said, “He’s right. He repeatedly told me to date other guys and make sure it was him I wanted and that it was not because he was my first. I said I didn’t want anyone else but him. I want to spend the rest of my life with Ron.” Dad smiled, “You’re right dear. We raised our son well. My question was a test and you passed it with flying colors, Ron. I’m proud of you.” My eyes filled with tears, and I stood up quickly and moved to hug my dad. Mom soon joined us, then motioned for Tony to join us. All of us had tears in our eyes, including dad. I felt so loved at this moment.
We didn’t see Evan come to the door and see the four of us in a group hug, until mom looked up. I felt her suddenly grow stiff. Then she said, “We seem to have company.” We all looked to the door to see Evan standing there with a strange look on his face. Mom walked over and opened the door, “It’s pretty late, Evan. What brings you here at such a late hour?” Evan said, “I just got off work and saw the light on, so I thought Ron might still be up. I didn’t catch y’all at a bad time, did I? I mean, it looked pretty serious when I got to the door. That’s why I didn’t knock. I didn’t want to interrupt.” Dad said, “It was just a family thing. We were talking about Ron going off to college. You know, parents doting over their son leaving the nest.” Evan said, “Yeah, I guess that would be an emotional thing for you. I know I’m gonna miss him.” I smiled, not at what Evan had said, but at how quick dad was to explain our group hug and tears. I had a hunch about what Evan was doing here. That wasn’t going to happen tonight. Then Tony said, “It’s getting late. I should get home. Dad should be home by now.” He gave me a look, and I knew what he was planning. I had told him I’d be by his side. I needed to figure out what to do. I said, “Tony, got a minute?” He said, “Sure.” I said, "I’ll be right back.” Tony and I went outside, and we began walking down the street. I said, “I told you I’d be by your side for when you told your dad.” Tony said, “It’s ok. You have company.” I said, “Wait for me. I’ll see what Evan wants and get rid of him.” Tony smiled, “You already know what he wants.” I said, “Yeah, but that’s not happening tonight. I said I’d be there for you and I meant it.” Tony smiled, “I’ll wait for half an hour, but mom and dad will want to go to bed soon.” I said, “Deal. I’ll be up.” Tony said, “If we weren’t outside, I’d kiss you right now.” I smiled and said, “I probably wouldn’t resist even though we are outside. I’m feeling so fire right now. Mom and dad are ok with us, just like your mom.” Tony said, “I know, right. I just hope my stepdad will be the same.” I said, “I’ll be up as soon as I get rid of Evan. God, that sounds awful, but he’s got bad timing.” Tony left for home and I walked back to mine.
When I stepped back inside, mom said, “Your dad and I are going to bed, Ron. Keep the noise down.” I replied, “We will. We won’t be long. Like I said, I told Tony I would help him talk to his stepdad. I have to go up there in a few minutes.” I saw the sudden look of disappointment in Evan’s face. We followed mom and dad up the stairs and then continued to my rooms as they went into their bedroom. Once we got to my back room, I sat down in one of the chairs and asked, “So, what brings you here so late. I know you just got off of work, but it’s a bad time.” Evan said, “Yeah, bad timing. I guess your mom and dad are feeling that empty nest thing. I was just about to knock when I saw you guys in that group hug.” I was hoping you had a little time for maybe a game of cards or something. I’ll let you get to Tony’s. I’ll call you tomorrow morning to see if you wanna play some hoops.” I said, “I’ll walk out with you.” We went downstairs and Evan headed home while I walked up to Tony’s. I suddenly had butterflies in my stomach. I haven’t really talked to Tony’s stepdad much.
Tony’s Perspective
I was stalling dad by talking about work at the garage. He wanted to go take a shower. Mom knew I was stalling and I think she knew why. Then there was a tap on the door. I said, “I’ll get it.” Dad said, “No, it’s late. I’ll see who it is.” I heard dad open the door and say, “It’s late, Ron. Why are you here at such a late hour?” I quickly yelled, “I asked him to stop up, dad!” Dad opened the door to let Ron in and then asked me, “Why did you ask him to come here at such a late hour, Tony?” I said, “There’s something I need to tell you.” Dad asked, “So, why is Ron here?” I replied, "It’s important, dad, and I wanted him to be here when I told you.” Dad sat down in the chair next to mom’s. Her face was white. I could tell she was worried. Ron and I sat next to each other on the sofa. Dad said, “Ok, I’m listening”, then asked, “What’s so important at midnight that couldn’t wait until morning?” I took Ron’s hand. He squeezed mine. Dad noticed. Then I said, “Ron and I are in a relationship. We love each other. I’m gay, dad.” There. I said it. I watched as dad’s face reddened. Then he said, “No, you’re not. What’s he filling your head with, Tony? You are not a fag! You’re confused and he’s filling your head with nonsense!” Then he stared at Ron, “I thought you were better than this! You’re filling my son’s head with this faggot nonsense. You need to leave. Now! You’re no longer welcome in this house and you need to stay away from Tony! Do you understand? I ban you from hanging with him!” Mom yelled, “No! You’re not thinking straight, honey. Give it some time.” Dad said, “I don’t need any fucking time! Get the fuck out of my house!” I put my arm in front of Ron to keep him from leaving, “Dad, no! He isn’t filling my head with nonsense! I’m gay! It has nothing to do with Ron except that I’ve fallen in love with him.” Ron said, “I’m sorry this upsets you, Mr. Nuss, but he’s right; I love Tony, and he loves me.” Dad looked at Ron angrily, then said, “I need you to leave, right now! We’ll continue this conversation after you leave! Go!” I looked at Ron. A tear was running down my cheek as I said, “It’s ok, Ron. Thanks for coming up to support me. I’ll be ok. I’ll call you tomorrow.” Dad said, “No, you won’t.” Ron asked, “Are you sure you’re going to be ok?” I shook my head, yes. I couldn’t talk because I was afraid I’d break down crying. I walked Ron to the door. He kept looking back at me as he walked down the street. I think I noticed tears in his eyes. After closing the door, I turned to look at dad. I wasn’t scared anymore. I was angry, “I try to tell you something from the heart, and you turn it into anger at Ron! I thought you’d understand or at least talk about it! Instead, you blame Ron for it!” Mom broke in, “He’s right, dear. You had no right to blame Ron for this. He was just here to support our son.” Dad stood up and looked at me, “No son of mine is a faggot! You have a choice to make. Either you drop this faggot shit, or you forget about working for me. Understand?” That was the last straw for me. I stood up and said, “I understand that I now know that my stepfather is a homophobic asshole!” I then ran upstairs to my room to start packing. I didn’t know where I was going to go, but I needed to get out of there. I heard mom and my stepdad arguing, then heard someone coming upstairs. My stepdad had never laid a hand on me, but I thought this might be the time he would. Instead, it was mom who entered my room. She grabbed me into a hug, “I’m so sorry, Tony. I’ve never seen this side of him. Please don’t leave. Wait until morning and let him think about it overnight.” I hugged mom tightly. We were both crying. I said, “I love you, mom, but I can’t stay here tonight, not after what he said.” Mom nodded, then said, “Call Ron, and see if you can sleep there tonight. I’ll try to talk some sense into your dad.” I angrily spat, “Stepfather!” I called Ron. He was still downstairs with his mom and dad. I heard him say that I was coming down for the night, then he said to me, “I’ll be waiting for you. Mom and dad, too.” I smiled a little and mom did too. She seemed to know. Mom’s always do. I packed some things in a backpack and headed downstairs with mom following behind. As I crossed the living room, headed for the door, my stepfather said, “Tony, if you go out that door, don’t come back.” I slammed the door behind me and heard my mom yelling at him. I was crying all the way to Ron’s. Fortunately, there was no one out to see me.
As soon as I got to the door, Ron opened it and pulled me inside. He wrapped me in a hug and said, “I’m so sorry, Tony. I hoped it would go ok.” I said through my sobs, “I’m sorry about him blaming this on you, Ron.” Ron said, “It’s ok, Tony. It’s not your fault. We’ll get through this. We’ll figure it out.” Suddenly, there were two other sets of arms wrapping around us. I felt a little better because of it. At least Ron’s parents were still the people I thought I knew.
Ron’s Perspective
I walked back home in silence, trying to hold back the tears that were trying to escape my eyes. Tony’s stepdad was being a jerk. How could he treat his stepson like that? I wasn’t sure how my dad would take me coming out, but I knew he would never have acted so harshly. He called us faggots. What father would ever call a son that? It was ok that he blamed me, as long as that kept his vitriol away from Tony. I hoped he’d calm down after I left and start thinking rationally.
As soon as I entered the house, mom and dad both said that by the way I looked, things didn’t go very well. They didn’t go to bed. Instead, they waited up for me. I told them what Tony’s stepdad said and how his mom defended us. They told me they were sorry that Tony’s stepdad acted like a jerk. Dad said, “I’m going to have a word with him. No one calls my son a derogatory name.” I said, “It’s ok, dad. You don’t need to get involved for my sake. I can handle being called names.” Mom and dad both hugged me. Mom said, “We know you can, Ron. It’s still not right.” I was so glad these were MY parents. Suddenly, my phone interrupted our family hug with Tony’s ringtone. I hoped he was about to tell me things were ok now between him and his stepdad. Instead, he was asking if he could spend the night at our house. Mom and dad both heard what Tony had said and nodded to me. I let him know he was welcome here.
As soon as Tony stepped inside, he was wrapped up in a hug by all three of us. He was crying and holding us tightly. Mom and dad were consoling him. Dad said, “Tony, you know you’re welcome here, any time.” He said thanks between sobs.” Mom went in and brought him a glass of water and asked him if he wanted to sit down. He nodded and we sat down next to each other holding hands. Dad smiled and said, “That’s something I’ll have to get used to.” Mom said, “I think it’s cute.” I rolled my eyes at both comments. Tony actually smiled a little. Then mom said, “I think it’s time for us to go to bed.” Tony and I stood up and I said, “Yeah, we’ll see you in the morning.” Dad said, “Tony has to sleep on the sofa.” Mom looked at him and said, “What?!!!” Dad raised his hands in surrender and said, “Just kidding!” I grinned and said, “Dad!” He smiled and said, “Yeah, I guess that was bad timing. Sorry, Tony.” The four of us then went upstairs, mom and dad went in to brush their teeth, and Tony and I went up to my room. We didn’t talk much, just undressed and climbed into bed. I held Tony in my arms as he laid his head on my chest. I said softly, “It’s ok, Tony. We’ll figure it out. Mom and dad are behind us as well as your mom.” He squeezed me tighter and said, “I love you so much, Ron. My stepdad is an asshole. He’s never treated me this way before.” I said, “Maybe he’ll come around. If not, we’ll figure it out. I’m sure mom and dad will help us out. I love you too, Tony. As much as I wanted you to see other people while I’m away, I always hoped you’d choose me.” Tony said, “I’ll always choose you, Ron.” I ran my fingers through his blond hair and smiled. Moments later, his breathing slowed and I knew he was asleep. I smiled, relieved that he had calmed down and was able to fall asleep. I joined him seconds later.
The next morning, I awoke with Tony still asleep, with his head still on my chest. A tear rolled down my temple and my heart hurt for him. He didn’t deserve to be treated like that by his stepdad. Then mom called up from the bottom of the stairs, “Ron, are you awake?” I tried to reply quietly, “Yes, but Tony’s still asleep.” Mom said, “Anne is downstairs and wants to talk to him. Also, breakfast will soon be ready.” I smiled and said, “We’ll be down in a few minutes.” Tony stirred and I nudged him, “Tony, your mom is downstairs and wants to talk to you.” He grunted and shifted a little but didn’t wake up. I nudged him again and said, “Tony, you need to get up, your mom is downstairs.” This time his head came up off my chest and he turned toward me, “What did you say?” I gave him a quick kiss and said, “Good morning, Tony. Your mom is downstairs.” He gave me a puzzled look and asked, “What’s she doing here. She should be at work.” I replied, "She wants to talk to you.” His only reply was, “Oh.” I said, “Tony, she’s on your side.” Tony said in a sad voice, “She probably just brought me my clothes.” He rolled over and climbed off the bed. I did as well, and we pulled on our clothes.
As soon as we got downstairs, Tony’s mom rushed over and pulled Tony into a tight hug, “I’m so sorry, honey. I never saw that side of Wade before.” They both began crying on each other’s shoulders. Dad and mom were in the kitchen getting ready for breakfast. Dad never does that. I guessed he wanted to leave Tony and his mom some privacy. I asked, “Would you like a cup of coffee?” Tony’s mom looked up at me with tears in her eyes and said, “Thank you, but Donna already gave me a cup.” Tony said in a gravely voice, “Yes, please.” I went into the kitchen to make a coffee for me and Tony and let them talk in private.
Tony’s Perspective
As soon as we got to the bottom of the stairs, mom wrapped me in a tight hug. I immediately broke out in tears. Mom was crying too. She was saying something about my stepfather, but I was too busy holding on to her to listen to what she said. Ron asked if we wanted coffee. Mom said Ron’s mom already made her one. I croaked out a yes please. Ron then went to the kitchen. Mom stepped back and smiled at me, “Look, it’s my house as much as it is his. I told him that I won’t let him kick you out. Do not give him your key. Maybe he’ll come around.” I said, “After what he said. After what he called me and Ron. He accused Ron of turning me gay. He’s an asshole, mom. I don’t ever want to speak to him again!” Fuck, now I’m sobbing uncontrollably again. Mom’s hugging me again. Fuck, I need to get myself together. I stiffened slightly and stepped back from mom, “Shouldn’t you be getting ready for work? It’s after eight.” Mom smiled and said, “I called them and said I’d be late, that I have a family emergency to look after.” I smiled for probably the first time since last night, “You lied to them?” Mom replied, “No, I didn’t lie. This is a family emergency. My husband and son are no longer on speaking terms. He tried to kick you out of our house. I needed you to know that I love you and no one gets to treat you the way he did last night. Are you doing ok?” I said, “Thanks, mom. Yeah, I’m ok. I don’t think I’m ready to come home though. I don’t want to be in the same house with him.” Mom nodded, “I understand. Just know that I will always welcome you into our home.” Just then, Ron’s mom came in and asked, “Anne, would you stay for breakfast? There’s plenty.” I said, “Please stay for breakfast, mom.” Mom replied, "Sure. Thank you for inviting me, Donna.” We all went into the kitchen and sat down to a breakfast of scrambled eggs, sausage, bacon, toast, and a pan of something Ron’s mom said was non-flip blueberry pancakes. It was delicious. After breakfast, mom got ready to leave. She turned to Ron and said, “I must apologize for the way Wade spoke to you last night. It was rude and uncalled for. It was disgusting.” She also apologized to Ron’s mom and dad. I saw a look on Ron’s dad’s face that I never saw before. Mom said goodbye to everyone, then gave me another hug and a kiss on my forehead.
After mom had left, Ron’s dad asked him, “What did Wade say to you, Ron?” Ron replied, “It’s not important, dad.” Ron’s dad said, “I want to know what he said.” Ron said, “I really don’t want to talk about it. It’s not what he said to me but how he treated Tony that’s important.” Ron’s dad said, “Ok”, then turned to me and asked, “What did he say to you and Ron, Tony?” I told him the gist of it and broke down into tears when I got to the part where he was blaming Ron for everything. Ron’s dad apologized for making me retell it and gave me a hug, then hugged Ron. It made me smile but also made my heart ache as I recalled doing things with my stepdad, who now wanted nothing to do with me.
Ron’s Perspective
Just before leaving for work, mom received a call. It must have been dad’s work because mom said, “No, he left thirty minutes ago. He should be there already. Pause No, I don’t know why it would go to his voicemail. I’ll try to call him myself.” Mom ended the call and immediately called dad’s phone while telling me, “Your dad isn’t at work yet. That was his boss. He tried to call him, but it went to voicemail.” I began to worry that he may have been in an accident. Then mom was talking to him. I’m not sure what he told her, but he was just getting out of his car to go into work.
Wade Nuss’ Perspective
I was in the garage working on a customer’s car. I was upset because of what Tony had told me, but also because of how I reacted. I reacted out of anger. It was like what he said was an afront to me instead of what it truly was, a confession of who he thought he was. He couldn’t be one of those homosexuals. He likes sports. He wasn’t a studly man’s man, but he definitely wasn’t feminine in any way. Fuck, he loved working on cars with me. Homosexuals don’t like to do those things. They’re hairdressers and models. They’re dress designers, nurses and receptionists, not car mechanics. Fuck, I really made a mess of things. I even have Anne pissed at me.
I heard the bell over the front door ring. Before I had a chance to go into the office to greet the customer, Blake Erickson walked into the garage. I asked, “What can I do for you, Blake?” He didn’t reply, but by the look on his face, he wasn’t happy. As he approached me, he jabbed a finger in my chest, then said angrily, “Don’t you ever speak to Ron the way you did last night! If I hear of it again, I won’t be just talking to you. Do you understand me, Wade!” He was really pissed. I guess he had a right to be after what I said to his son. I said, “What I said was out of misplaced anger, Blake. I’m sorry.” Blake immediately said, “I don’t want to hear your apology! It’s my son who you should be apologizing to! Your stepson came to you to tell you who he is, and you acted like a homophobic fool! Then you tried to blame my son for who your stepson is! That’s despicable! You should be ashamed of yourself!” As Blake stormed out, I said, mostly to myself, “I am.”
Evan’s Perspective
I was disappointed that Ron was going up to Tony’s last night. I was hoping to spend some time with him. It’s been a while. I called him to see if he was going up to play some ball. He said he was, so I told him I’d be right over. When I got there, Tony was there, which I thought was strange. As we began walking up to the park, I asked Tony, “Why did you come down to Ron’s only to be walking up past your house to go to the park?” Tony didn’t reply. Instead, Ron said, “Tony and his stepdad had an argument and Tony stayed at our house last night. He’s probably going to stay again tonight.” Weird, I thought. Ron went up with Tony to talk to his stepdad and that apparently didn’t go well. Now Tony is staying with Ron. What could they have been discussing?
We played several games and then guys started leaving because it was getting too hot. I figured that Tony would be hanging with Ron all day, so the most we’d be doing would be playing some cards and maybe skeeting on some cookies before eating them. I decided to hang back with Scott and Kevin. After Ron, Tony and Bobby left, Scott and Kevin stood up and began walking toward the trail. Scott looked back and motioned with his head for me to join them. Sure, why not? Jenny’s still being a bitch. She says she’d puke if she tried sucking my dick. Both Scott and Kevin give better blowjobs than her anyway.
When we got to one of our spots, Kevin grabbed me and tried to kiss me. Instead, I pushed down on his shoulders, forcing him to his knees. He immediately pulled my shorts down. As I watched him take my dick in his mouth, Scott stepped up to me and said, “What’s up, straight boy” then put his hand on the back of my head, leaned in and kissed me. I couldn’t pull away without pulling my dick out of Kevin’s mouth, so I let Scott kiss me. While he was kissing me, he began playing with my butt. I reached out to Scott’s hips and pushed his shorts down. He moaned against my lips. I felt his fingers slowly moving along my ass cheeks and toward the spot between them. I’m not sure when I started, but I suddenly realized that I was pumping Scott’s stiff dick with my left hand. It was already slick with his pre, and my hand was gliding smoothly up and down the shaft. Suddenly, I realized I was getting close. I broke the kiss with Scott and looked down at Kevin who seemed to be really getting into sucking my dick. I asked him, “Are you ready to swallow my load, Kevin?” He looked up at me. Fuck, he looked hot with my dick in his mouth. I pulled my dick from his greedy mouth long enough to give him a couple slaps across his cheeks before stuffing it back in his mouth. Then I cried out as I blasted wad after wad of my skeet down his throat. Meanwhile, Scott was busy with a finger working in my ass. It did feel good, but I had other plans. When Kevin slid his lips from my dick, he attempted to get up, but I held him down and stepped behind him saying, “No, you’re not getting up just yet. Your mouth has my dick nice and slicked up and I plan to use it.” I pulled his shorts and briefs down to his knees, then dropped down. I positioned the tip of my dick to his winking entrance and pushed inside. Kevin cried out, “Fuck! Take it easy! I’m cooperating!” I just grinned, knowing he mostly liked to do the fucking. I did enter him more slowly after that but mostly because my dick was still sensitive after the great blowjob Kevin just gave me. I soon bottomed out in his hot, moist, tight hole. As I began fucking Kevin, Scott stepped over him, holding his own stiff dick and looking at me. He smiled and said, “How about sucking on this, straight boy.” I smiled at the reference and said, “Fuck off fag boy.” As I continued fucking Kevin who was grunting with every stroke into him, Scott began slapping me across the cheeks with his dick. I couldn’t help but laugh at his attempts to get me to take it in my mouth. I don’t know when it happened, but I was soon sucking his dick while I pumped my own inside his boyfriend. I heard Scott say, “Yeah, that’s how I like it, straight boy. You know you like it.” Scott began moving his hips, fucking my mouth while I sucked his dick. I was bumping my nose into his pubic bone and getting it tickled by his pubes. I looked up at Scott as he said, “Fuck yeah, straight boy! You’re taking my entire cock down your throat. This is fire!” Scott then pulled his dick out of my mouth, then laughed and said, “Damn, straight boy, you actually chased my cock with your mouth. Wanted to keep sucking it, didn’t you?” I didn’t recall doing that. No, I wouldn’t have. It must of just looked like that to him. Fuck! Scott’s fingering me again. I was soon grunting along with Kevin. After working me with several fingers, Scott withdrew them. I soon felt his stiff dick sliding between my cheeks. I knew he would soon be pushing it inside me. Instead, he asked me, “Do you want this inside you, straight boy?” I didn’t reply. He continued sliding it between my cheeks. I knew he would soon stick it inside me. Then he asked again, “Where do you want this, straight boy?” I didn’t reply. I knew he’d soon be fucking me regardless, and yet he just kept sliding it in my ass crack. A soft whisper, “Put it in me.” Scott asked, “What did you say?” Fuck! That was me. I said that. Scott asked again, “What do you want?” Suddenly, I said, “Stick it in me! Fuck me!” Fuck! Scott moved and I soon felt the tip of his dick pressing at my hole. I grunted when he penetrated me. I began fucking into Kevin and then pulling back and onto Scott’s dick as he fed me more and more of it. I was slamming into Kevin’s ass cheeks and then slamming my own back into Scott’s crotch. My brain was loving the feel of Kevin’s hot, tight hole while my body was reacting to Scott’s dick hitting my button. Then I felt my impending release, “Gonna breed you, Kevin. Gonna plant my seed deep inside you. Fuck!” My brain exploded in sparks as I pumped my load inside him while Scott continued hitting my button. I soon collapsed across Kevin’s back as the last of my load trickled out of my slowly deflating cock. I could still hear the moans and begging but soon realized they were coming from me as Kevin slowly worked his way out from under me. I heard Scott asking me, “You love this cock fucking you, don’t you, straight boy? I know you do.” It was feeling so good, but I wasn’t going to admit it. Then Scott said, “I’m about to breed you, straight boy! Maybe you and your girlfriend can each have a baby.” I heard Kevin laugh, but I didn’t care. I was feeling too good. Then Scott said, “Fuck! Yes! Take me!” I felt his dick pulse and fill me with his warm seed. God, my dick was rock hard again. I was breathing heavily as if I had just came. Then Scott began pulling out of me, and I soon felt empty. It didn’t last long though. I heard Kevin behind me say, “My turn” as he pushed inside me and bottomed out immediately. I yelled but was soon seeing stars as Kevin began fucking me. I began moving back into his forward strokes. Kevin said, “Yeah, take this cock. You love getting fucked, straight boy!” He’s never used that term before and I knew he meant it as a slight, but I didn’t care at this point.
Suddenly, Kevin pulled me back into his chest and said, “Ride me, straight boy.” I realized that I was now sitting on Kevin’s dick and if I wanted this to continue, I would have to be the one to move. My brain said to just get off him, but my body began to move up and down on Kevin’s dick. I heard Scott say, “Yeah, ride that cock, straight boy!” Kevin said, “Listen to him. He can’t help himself.” My brain was in overload at this point. Fireworks were going off in my head as it seemed orgasm after orgasm was washing over me as my button was getting pummeled by my movements. Then I felt a warm wetness on my dick. I heard Kevin say, “Yeah, suck his cock, Scott.” A short time later, Kevin cried out, “Take me, straight boy! Take my load!” As I felt his cum pumping inside me, my own cock exploded into Scott’s mouth. I was soon splayed across Kevin with his dick still inside me. I was a total mess, breathing heavily as was Kevin beneath me. I heard Scott say, “Once again, he came undone. Shit, for a straight boy, Evan, you sure do love cock.”
Kevin’s Perspective
I knew Evan was stronger than me. He proved it the last time. I also knew that he was lying to himself about being straight. He loves getting fucked even though he won’t admit it. He also loves sucking cock. He was moaning on Scott’s cock as he was fucking me. It was hot hearing him grunt and beg Scott to fuck him harder as he fucked me. I didn’t mind taking his load. I knew I’d have my turn. He looked possessed as he bounced up and down on my cock. He couldn’t get me deep enough. He’s definitely a hot fuck. He may be a cocky fuck but when he’s taking cock, he turns into a cock loving slut. Personally, he’s ok when he’s in denial. Scott likes him. I like him when he loses it and turns full on slut.
Bobby’s Perspective
When we got to Ron’s and went upstairs, Ron and Tony told me what happened with his stepdad. That sucks. I knew we weren’t going to do anything sexual tonight, and I was fine with that. I was concentrating on keeping Tony’s mind off of it. I could tell Ron was too. It made me wonder once again how my own family would react. Tony tried to keep a smile on his face, but I knew he was hurting inside. At least he had Ron for support. Who did he have? We played a couple of games of rummy and then I went home. Ron and Tony were going to take a shower and go to bed early. My heart hurt for them.
TBC
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