Connor

Connor pt 18

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I wish I could say that it was a peaceful rest but about two to three hours, we were all awoken by a loud knock on the front door. My eyes shot open and I looked over at the time. The clock was flashing 4:30 in its bright neon green color. My eyes started to focus and Logan was staring right back at me. The look of fear was deep within his eyes and I put two and two together. I figured it must be his dad.

Another loud knock come from the door. I leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Do not leave this room, my dad and I will take care of this. Everything will be alright." I got up and put some clothes on since I only had some boxers on. I reached my door and a third knock was echoing throughout the house. I opened the door and Tyler had his head poking out of his bedroom.

I looked at him then looked down the hallway. I stepped out of my room just as my dad entered the hall. He was dressed in his robe and walked fast towards the front door. He wanted to get there before the front door was busted down by the person knocking. I quickly followed in suit. Tyler did not follow but he did cross the hall and entered my room.

I knew he was going to comfort Logan while my dad and I took care of the person at the front door. My dad looked out the peep hole and it was Luke Bowers. My dad opened up the door and was a little thrown back because Luke tried to enter the house.

"Excuse me, Luke," my dad said trying to regain his balance.

"No time pleasantly, where is my faggot son?" he said starting to go into the living room.

My dad walked in front of him, "Excuse me Luke, first off we do not call people names, second of all you came into my house," he paused and looked over at me.

Before my dad could say another word, Luke was on top of me. "You did this to him. You little cock sucking Faggot. You got in his head and tricked him into being this way." He raised his hand and took a swing at me.

It connected before my dad grabbed Luke and got him off of me. It hit me square on the side of my face. It knocked my head to the side and I just laid there for a moment letting his words and the pain settle in. My dad threw Luke to the ground and was so pissed off that he was raising his fist to start something. He landed on the ground with a thud.

I got back onto my feet and noticed that Logan's dad was hurt and had rage within him. "Dad, stop. Do not hit him. You control your family with fear and Logan is no longer afraid of you. You know he is Gay and what is wrong with having a gay son? I am Gay and my dad loves me. He also loves Logan as son since you cannot have the compassion in your heart to love him. You're son had the courage to come out to you and you treat him like some sub-human. You need to get out of this house and your son will never be coming home to that house full of hatred." I told his dad.

Both my dad and Logan's dad just stood there in shock that something came out of my mouth. My dad was proud but Luke was not. He got back to his feet and yelled throughout the house, "You are not my son any more. I do not want to see you. You have twenty four hours to get your stuff." He stammered out of the house with a huff and puff. I went to close the door and I noticed Logan's mom just standing in the street waiting for the events to unfold.

In her hand was the cordless phone, she was ready to call the police or worse the ambulance. I did smile at her but she did not smile back. She wore a look of worry and took off towards her house. I closed the door and just sat down with my head in my hands. I felt my dad's hand on my shoulder and I looked up at him.

He had a warm smile on his face and told me, "Just relax; Logan is going to be fine. He can stay here if he needs too."

"Thanks, dad," I told him and got to my feet to go check on Logan. I entered my room and Tyler and Logan were huddled on the bed. I joined them and we all just sat there for a moment. Then I looked out the window and I saw things starting to fly over the fence. It noticed most of them were clothes then a couple of trophies flew over the fence.

All four of us went out to the backyard and started collecting Logan's things. We brought them into the house and just put them on the floor of my room. I knew we were not going to get any sleep after that. My dad went to the kitchen and put the kettle on. We all joined him in there and we sat down around the table.

My dad was the first to speak, "Logan, are you ok?"

We looked over at him and he was just silent. He finally nodded his head and few tears rolled down his face as he did so. My hand started rubbing his back.

"Ok, you can stay here as long as you want. The same rules apply for Tyler and my son for you as well," he told us.

I looked up and notice that looked of rage and hatred on his face. I have seen that look once before and that was when Tyler went through this shit. My dad always did hate people who treated other people badly, especially when they did not deserve it. My dad did not need to speak a word to tell me what was going through his mind.

Logan spoke, "I do not want to be a burden on any of you. I am sorry for my drama and I will figure out a way."

I opened my mouth to speak but my dad cut me off before I could say a word. "You would not be a burden plus if you left, my son would be without his partner. I know each of you love each other so much that I could not see any more heartache from either of you. You will stay here for the time being, deal?"

Logan took a second to process what my dad just told him. Just then the kettle started screaming and my dad went up to pour the hot water into the cups. Coffee for himself and three cups of hot chocolate for us, he put some marshmallows in ours and then served them to us. "Ok, I will stay but if it becomes too much please let me know and I will find another way."

Then it dawned on me. I had an idea but it had to wait till morning for me to act upon it. We heard a couple more things crash onto the yard in the back. We knew it would be the rest of the early morning before his dad stopped throwing Logan's belongings into our backyard. We all finished our drinks and went into the living room. We turned on the TV and watched whatever was playing; soon everyone was asleep except for me. Logan had his head resting on my lap. I was stroking his hair when I looked at the time. It was now about eight o'clock in the morning and that is when I knew I could call him.

I slowly lifted Logan's head off my lap and sneaked out of the living room and back into my bedroom. I reached into my backpack and pull out his card that he wrote his number on. It rang. It rang again.

"Hello," the voice said on the other line in a groggily voice.

"Sorry to wake you but I could really use your help," I told him.

"Sure, do you need me to come over so we can talk," he asked.

"Yes please. I will fill you in once you come over," I told him.

"What is your address?" he asked me.

I gave him my address and he said he would be over within the hour. I hung up the phone and returned to the living room. Everyone was still asleep and I just walked outside for a moment. I looked over at Logan's old house and noticed all their cars were gone from the driveway. I walked back in and headed to the backyard to collect the rest of things his dad threw over the fence.

I picked up most of his collectibles and some stuff animals that he must have had when he was younger, and his Speedos I smiled at that thought and took those inside the house. I finished up with the rest of the stuff just as my new family started waking up. I looked over at the clock and it was nine in the morning. There was another knock on the door.

I opened the door and there was the man that can hopefully gleam a little light into our lives. I showed him to the living room and there was everyone still waking up form their short cat nap.

"Who is this?" my dad said to me.

"Why this is Nick, he is the counselor that runs the LGBT group at our school," I told my dad and Tyler since Logan already knew who he was.

"That sound great but what is he doing here?" my dad asked.

"I invited him over here to help out. I think I found solution to the problem to both our problems," I said and everyone looked at me with a confused looked on their face. "Ok, let me explain."

We all took a seat in the living room and I began to speak. "Ok, see when we went to see Nick that day, I noticed some interesting paperwork on his desk. The paperwork was to become a foster parent. He and his partner are looking to have a kid or at least become foster parents. So that gave me an idea, maybe Nick can have Logan stay with him till he goes off to college while the paperwork for the foster care. It will give them the chance to see if that is something they really want and it allows Logan to stay in school and still be close to me."

A smile came across everyone's face. It was win/win for everyone or at least it sounded good. "I will ask my partner and get back to you guys by the end of the night. So what happened by the way for you to come up with plan," Nick said to us.

We told him the story and it tugged at his heart strings as well. "Now that you know what is going, let's go make some breakfast," my dad chimed in.

He left the living room and walked into the kitchen. Tyler followed him into the kitchen to give him a hand. Nick went outside to make a phone to his partner to see if that would be ok with him. That left me and Logan alone for a moment. I looked at him to make sure he was ok with all that is going on.

"Are you ok with that?" I asked him.

"How did I get so lucky to meet a guy like you? I mean all the other guys that I dated which was not that many to begin with would just run for the hills after meeting my folks or that I was still in closet. I am more than ok with it, it just means that I get to stay with you, the one I love," he told me followed with a kiss.

I kissed back and was happy that everything was now falling into place. I have a sexy and nice boyfriend, some great friends that care about me and a dad that approves of me and the things I do. What else could I ask for.

"Breakfast," my dad yelled from the kitchen.

I got up and extended my hand to help Logan up off the couch. He took my hand and we walked hand in hand into the kitchen we sat down. Nick came in from outside with a smile on his face. He joined us at the kitchen table. My dad served us all and we started to eat like we were one big happy family.

Towards the end of the meal, Nick stood up to make his announcement. "I talked it over with my partner and he would be happy to help out Logan. Can he stay here for a couple of days so we can get the guest room ready for him, Mark," he asked.

"That is fine, I am sure we can handle that," my dad told Nick.

"Then it is settled. This weekend we will have a little moving party to help Logan move his stuff into our place," Nick said. Logan was happy and had a smile that spread from ear to ear.

Nick finished up his meal and took off after discussing a few things with my dad. Tyler, Logan and I all help clean the dishes and kitchen from the mess we made. My dad came back and thanked us for cleaning up. He told us to start getting things ready for the week and the move. He would be back with some boxes for Logan to pack up everything minus the things he needed for the week. Then he took off towards a storage supply store.

Tyler got a phone call from Scott and he took off towards Scott's house to tell him in person what happened over the night. He took off and once again we both were alone. Logan was putting some of the dishes away and I could see his tight little butt. His gyms shorts were sagging a little but showing a little bit of his boxers as well. That started to turn me on.

I walked behind him and just wrapped my arms around his body. He slowly melted into my embrace. I kissed the back of his neck and he knew what was going to happen. I snaked my body down his and I got my teeth to pull down his gyms shorts down around his ankles. His perky little butt was now in front of me just waiting for something to happen. I bent him over the kitchen counter and pulled down his boxers so his ass was showing.

I smacked his ass a couple of times. He arched his back and yelped a couple of times from the instant pain. I start massaging his tight little round checks and his yelps turn into soft moans. I spread his checks and took my moment to slowly rim his tight pink hole. My tongue darting in and out of his tight hole, making him squirm from the sensual touch of my tongue on his boy hole. My hands wrapped around and start to play with his already hard member.

I knew he was ready for me to go deep inside him. I stood up and pull my cock from its confinements and it was already pre-cumming from the anticipation. I slowly rub my tip around his hole and then started inch inside him. He was tighter then the first time. I whispered for him to breathe and he took a deep breath in. My cock slide all the way in with on push, he moaned from the pain that I just gave him.

I gave him a minute to get adjusted to him. My hands were working on his front side to make him relax a little. A minute or so passed and I start to gentle rock deep within him. He started moaning from the pleasure every time I tapped his sweet spot. It put a smile on my face that I was giving him some much pleasure after everything that happened.

"Oh fuck, Connor," he moaned.

I kissed the back of his neck and speed my hands up to match speed from going in and out of him. I knew I would not be able to last much longer. I thrust a couple of more times making sure to hit his sweet spot. He moan out one last time when I felt his cock expand in the palm of my hand. He shot at least a good five or six time into the front of his boxers that were still on that side of him.

While that happened his ass tightened around my cock and it squeezed me cock to the point of no return. He milked my cock inside him and I could not hold it any longer. I moaned out his name and shot seven times deep inside of him. We both collapsed onto the kitchen counter top. I removed my cum soaked hand from his boxers and licked up what was on it. He tasted sweeter than before. My cock flopped out of him and I put it back inside my underwear and pants. I got to the floor and kissed his ass one last time before I covered it back with his boxers and gym shorts.

Just as I stood up, my dad was just pulling into the driveway. We both smiled at each other and start walking to the backyard to make sure we got everything of Logan's.

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