Disclaimer: This story concerns mainly homosexual men and their lives, relationships and sexual activities. It was inspired only by my visions and invention. This tale is entirely fictional. If there are any similarities to actual people, places or events, it is purely coincidental. If reading this story would be illegal for you in your area please leave.
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Hope you like this, it's dedicated to LM, the one who keeps me writing all this stuff. I love ya, though you'll never know it.
Lyn
I'm glad we thought of asking Ryan to keep an eye on Chris for us. Michael and I can only take 2 weeks off to spend time with Chris and he's going to be here for around 10 weeks so he probably would have been bored out of his mind. We've wanted him to visit for ages but we long agreed with his parents that being able to come over by himself was a rite of age; his sister did the same thing when she finished school. We're more chilled than their parents; Michael is about 15 years younger than his big brother so we're only 16 years older than Chris, 14 years older than his sister. It's probably because we're closer to their ages but we just don't get as stressed about their exploits as Bernard and Elizabeth do. Chris and Lisa always confided in us when they saw us and as much as they could over email and phone when we've been on different continents!
'What did you think of Ryan then?'
'Nice, he's really lovely and we're becoming great friends, we have so much in common.'
'And he's cute as well, isn't he Chris?'
Trust my husband to say that, I've never seen Chris blush quite that much before, not that it doesn't look good on him; our nephew is fairly stud like these days! Anyway, Michael and I both suspect Chris is gay, it doesn't make a difference to us either way, but he's probably not having an easy time admitting it so Michael and I agreed we'd try and make openings for him to tell us. I guess I wasn't the only one who noticed the looks Chris was giving Ryan.
Chris
I can't believe Michael just said that. I don't know what to respond. He always comments on guys' appearances but never asks my opinion on it. It's not like they know I'm gay, no one does. I just don't get why he'd say that. I hope I haven't been giving off any like, gay radar waves. God, I'm blushing like anything, I do think Ryan is cute as hell but I can't tell them that. What the hell can I say??
Michael
Poor Chris, he's hanging his head and stuttering, I didn't mean to embarrass him that much; I just wanted to give in an opening to come out to us if he wants. Lyn and I discussed with his parents a long time ago the possibility that he may be gay. I told my brother I was bi when I was 15 and Bernard didn't care at all. It never came up with Chris and Lisa because I've been with Lyn since we were 21 and we're now 34, so I've never told them. Bernard and Elizabeth don't mind the thought that Chris might be gay at all, they're just worried about how he feels about it, and how difficult his future life might be.
'Chris sweetie, Michael didn't mean anything by that comment; I know he didn't mean to embarrass you.'
Thank God, Lyn always knows the right thing to say at times like this. Her beautiful green eyes are signalling at me in our private language, nodding towards Chris. She wants me to tell him.
'Yup, sorry about that. I guess I'm used to commenting on guys so I didn't think it through. You see, I'm bisexual Chris, it's always been an open thing between my friends and me so I'm used to making remarks like that. I really didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I used to make comments about that to your Dad the whole time as well.'
Well if he is gay at least he'll now hopefully know his parents won't mind. He looks quite shocked; I guess it is quite a revelation to discover your only uncle is not quite what you thought. His head is hanging and he's biting his lower lip,
'I don't mind Michael, I'm gay.'
He looks so ashamed of himself, poor guy. Lyn swings herself down from the counter, silky brown hair swinging. She strolls over to Chris and hugs him; he looks like a scared little boy.
'It's nothing to be ashamed of Chris, you should never feel like that, it's part of you.'
'Sorry, it's just I've never told anyone before.'
Poor baby, I never even thought we might be the first people he's told. First coming outs are always hard. Admitting a part of yourself to someone is incredibly emotional. I cross over to him and put my arms around both him and Lyn, providing the comfort he needs.
Christopher
Jesus, I never expected Michael to be anything but straight, he's MARRIED.
`Lyn, don't you mind Michael being bi?'
She pulls away from me and laughs slightly, lifting my head to look into her sparkling eyes.
`That would be a bit hypocritical of me Chris, I'm bi too. Neither of us minds the other, and we've had some fun with it in the past, but we love each other and that's what matters.'
I do not believe this. How could they keep something as big as this from me for 18 fucking years? They're just liars.
`GET AWAY FROM ME!'
I'm trying to hold back the tears but it's not working.
'In though I as completely alone and perverted for the last 8 years and now you tell me I'm not alone. I've been fucking terrified about someone finding out. You two have always been my bloody idols, and it's only now I found out you wouldn't have minded.'
I turn trying to sprint out of the room, but I don't know where to go. In the end I make a break for the bathroom and hide in there, crying in a corner. I know I'm overreacting to this but I feel as if they have betrayed me. I've been so scared about someone finding out and how they and my parents would react, and it turns out they've known all along and have been keeping the one thing that could have made me feel better from me.
Michael
Lyn turns to look at me with a concerned expression on her face.
`Well we fucked that one up.'
`You're right Michael, we did. We should have told him a long time ago. Bernard, Elizabeth and we should have made it clear to him a long time ago that we didn't care what his sexuality was.'
I can't believe we mucked that one up so badly, we wanted to tell him to comfort him. He reacted ok when he just found out about me, finding out about Lyn as well just seemed to push him over the edge.
`I can't believe I didn't think that through properly, I shouldn't have told him like that.'
`It's not your fault Lyn, neither of us thought it through.'
I pull her into my arms and hold her tight, we both need the comfort from each other right now, we love that boy so much. We'd never do anything to intentionally hurt him. I look down at the shining woman in my arms, we found each other by accident one day and she's come to mean the world to me. We'll sort this out together.
Lyn
I can't believe we mucked up so badly with Chris, I should have known how he'd react. He has probably been terrified about this for years and now feels betrayed by a few people he truly loves and trusts.
Michael has his strong arms around me; we both know we screwed up. I look into his deep hazel eyes and take his hand, together we walk over to the bathroom where Chris has locked himself.
'You do it Michael, he'll take it better coming from you.'
He swallows nervously, and taps gently on the door.
'Chris, we're so sorry, we never meant to upset you. I think we have a lot to talk about. Do you want to come out? Please believe that we never meant or wanted to make you feel like this.'
Chris
Michael is talking to me through the door.
Lyn
That went well.
Ryan
Time to go over to the Dyers, I think I've set most things up for our trip tonight. I want to get to know Chris better. In particular, his views on gay guys. It doesn't seem like he'd mind, but it's always good to be sure.
'Remember to be nice to the Dyers and their pouf nephew. We need to stay on their good side.'
'I said I would Mother. Anyway, Chris seems nice.'
'Watch it Ryan, people might start getting the wrong idea about you.'
'Yes mother.'
'Don't give your mother lip, she's right. You're worthless enough already without people thinking that.'
Just a warm friendly night in the Heron household.
Chris
Michael, Lyn and I have been talking for a while. I kinda understand why they didn't tell me before now. There's still a whole load of stuff I want to know, and want to find out. Though if I'm spending the whole summer here I'll have plenty of time! We're just relaxing in the conversation area, just talking and laughing, catching up with each other. By tacit agreement the earlier topic is pretty much shelved, there are only passing references to it!
'Why don't you grab a shower and change before Ryan gets here Chris. You must still feel all sticky from the aeroplane.'
'Good idea Lyn, thanks.'
They've already shown me the room I'm going to be staying in, it's really nice. It's light and airy with a massive double bed. It also has a computer and flat screen plasma tv. There's an en-suite bathroom with this deep jet bath and a huge shower. I've pretty much unpacked my stuff already so I start stripping. I turn the shower on and while I wait for it to heat up I check myself out in the full length mirror, objectively assessing the view in front of me. I want to make sure I look ok for when I go out with Ryan later. My face isn't looking too bad, a tad tired perhaps, but that'll go after the shower. I move my way down my body, it's all looking fine, maybe I'm slightly more tanned than normal. I'm no match for Ryan. I step into the shower and start soaping myself up, hands roaming over my body. I'm painfully aware of how hard I am, the moment Ryan came into my head, "little Chris" responded! I take myself firmly in hand, moving up and down with long, smooth strokes, moving the foreskin up and down. I'm leaking pre-cum, Ryan's image in front of me. I'm getting closer now as my hand speeds up. The first spurt explodes out powerfully, hitting the shower wall and running down. I'm moaning in pleasure as my cock continues to pulse, the last few drops dribble out and land on my hand as I begin to soften. I bring my hand up to my mouth and lick it off. I love the taste of my cum, slightly salty and thick.
I finish rinsing off under the shower and roughly towel off, infinitely more relaxed. I quickly pull on a pair of jeans when I hear the doorbell ring.
`Chris, can you get that please?'
Lyn yells from the kitchen. I rush out of my bedroom and get to the door, pulling it open. Ryan's standing there...
Don't you guys love me! Another minor cliff hanger!
My plot has changed from when I started this so I've asked for this to be moved from gay/college to gay/beginnings.
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