Hi there here is chapter 2 of Tim and Michel. Enjoy and let me know what you think of this sequal. You can contact me through noway16@hotmail.com. More of my gay written stories at www.geocities.com/timsfunplace.
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I got home right after school & Michel hadn't said anything whether he had seen it or not. I showered and got some clothes on, after that I packed my bag. More briefs where put in there as mom was still not home so the washing wasn't done. As soon as we had dinner I got ready to go to see Michel. He was already waiting for me and talking about the weekend so we left to go to his Uncle Jeff. We rode our bikes which we still did quite a lot. We where greeted by his Uncle. Beers where opened and soon we where talking about what had happened lately. Michel was full of questions about tomorrow. It seems that at least 15 men had entered the competition of gay guy of the city. Around 9 pm he told us he would be away for 15 minutes or so to check on the club, which was next door. After that we could watch a movie if we wanted.
We went upstairs to get our bags unpacked. The moment the door was closed, Michel turned and stopped me. With his hands on both my shoulders he looked straight in my eyes. I felt what was coming and wasn't able to look into his.
"What was that this afternoon Tim? Did Brandon hurt you some how? Why where you so hard?"
I was quite for a moment then thought what they hell, I wasn't going to let myself get pushed in a corner. "You never get hard Michel".
"Not in public, not like that and not with some one so close that I used to do stuff with".
"Well sometimes you just can't control it. And if you don't like it then tuff luck. In my uncertainty about everything I started to get mad fast. I could feel that Michel got on the same wagon so this was definitely going in the wrong direction.
"Oh, well I thought u had more control. I saw how you were in close contact with each other several times".
"You think we planned it, me wearing briefs, the wrestling. You think it was that easy to be so close to Brandon after what happened".
"Well it looked like that, all in all. If you want to get back with him and be his boy toy, you can you know? If you were happier with him then I'm not stopping you".
We continued going back and forth with each other. Then we heard the door and we got silent, his uncle had come back.
"This isn't done yet Tim. We need to talk about what happened".
"Not if you keep being just jealous of nothing Michel" I responded.
"Hey you ready for the movie guys" his uncle yelled from the living room.
"We better go now" Michel said.
We settled down, got another beer. Normally we would sit together but this time we got on either side of the couch and his uncle needed to sit in between us. He looked at us but started the movie without a word.
We watched the movie and not much was said. Normally we'd be quite talkative during a movie, making comments about the acting and the story. After about 45 minutes or so Jeff stopped the movie.
"Ok what's going on guys? I heard you arguing when I came in and since then it's been quite. You always talk during a movie". He looked at Michel while he said it, expecting an answer of him.
"I don't know" Michel said.
"What don't you know Michel" Jeff asked.
"What is going on, Tim isn't talking with me."
"Tim, what happened?"
"Michel is just being his usual fantasist."
"What" Jeff asked, looking very intensely?
I just sat there not answering. I started to got scared. I didn't want to talk about it; I wasn't sure what happened. But Jeff kept waiting for an answer, patiently but definitely waiting for me to say something.
"I don't know he just asks too much of me. I'm not worth him." Wow was that really what I had wanted to say.
"I think you're good together Tim. I haven't seen Michel as happy in the last half year as all his life. But I sometimes think you don't talk enough. I know you've been through a very rough time and you're just both starting to learn what love can be".
"Well, I don't want to talk about it, I can't. I have no answers to Michel's questions".
"If that's the case just tell him, he'll understand Jeff said."
"I though I did but it seems it's not enough for him".
"You'll have to give him time Michel. He told you already a lot but sometimes we don't know what we are and can't control everything".
"I know" Michel said. "I know he told me what happened with Brandon in the past. But I just worried; worried that he'll be tricked in something like that again. He doesn't deserve that. I love him and the last I want is to see him blackmailed into things he doesn't want to do".
"I'm sure Tim knows that Michel but Tim might not be able to see it from that point, do you Tim?"
"Hmm, well maybe, but it just comes over as being jealous and I'm not curtain why things happened".
"And then there are the dreams" Michel added. "They're just more fuel to the fire of my worries".
"Dreams Tim" Jeff asked?
"Yeah he's been having dreams, he woke me up last weekend with one and I'm sure he has had more".
"You want to talk about them Tim?"
My self assurance started to quickly fade. I didn't want to talk about it but then again it got more and more difficult not to.
"And then today, today something happened between him and Brandon. He got ..."
"Stop it Michel, just stop it" I interrupted, the last bit was said with tears in my voice.
"He isn't bothering you anymore, is he Tim" Jeff asked?
"No, not that way but... .. ".
"You can talk about it if you want, you don't need to but if it helps. Maybe you can tell us first what's going on with your dreams".
Could I. It helps, just not having to deal with them alone and they had got on worse over the last period. I was almost afraid of going to sleep tonight.
"You're safe here and we can help you dealing with it Tim. If not then I know a good doctor who could help you with it. You've gone through a lot and it might be good to talk about it".
"I know but it's hard Jeff, it's difficult and confusing to me".
All the more reason to talk Tim! We both just want to help you with it".
"I don't know if I can help with it. I must be sick and nothing can change that".
"Sick, what do you mean by that Tim" Michel now asked?
"Well sick, really sick in my mind, how else can I feel what I feel"?
"What do you feel then Tim" Jeff continued.
"Humiliated" I said with a soft voice. "Well there;s nothing to feel like that Tim. You can't help what happened. There's no need to feel like that. You where forced into it". Jeff said.
"That's not what I mean Jeff. It gets me excited".
"What is Tim"?
"Feeling humiliated" I more or less whispered.
When I didn't get a response from either of them I looked up.
"How" Jeff said softly.
I think he felt like he was walking on ice now, not sure how to deal with it but he must have felt the need to ask that question".
"In my dreams I got hard and horny when I'm humiliated".
"You're thinking back about the time with Brandon then".
"Yeah, parts of it but like today".
"Yeah what about today" Jeff said when I stopped that sentence.
"I don't know, just wearing those undies got me hard this morning and then this afternoon. It was so strange, both exciting, humiliating and embarrassing being dressed like that".
"Damn stupid Brandon, see what he's done to you, Michel said.
"Wait Michel; don't jump to conclusions too fast".
"What, Tim must feel like this after what Brandon has done to him".
"No, I'm not sure. Tim, have you had those feelings before, before Brandon got you into this".
"I don't know, I ... ".
"What did you fantasize before, you know when you masturbated".
I got very red when he asked that, as some of the most vivid dreams of my wet dreams came back where I had been standing in a class room in white briefs.
"I don't think you need to answer that Tim".
"So what does that mean then Jeff"? Michel asked.
"I have to think about that guys but it's not something to feel embarrassed about or say that you are sick Tim. Let me see if I can come up with a way to explain it to you. Just know that there are more people then you ho are into it. Don't worry. And you Michel, if you really love Tim then trust him and be patient".
I didn't know what to think, not sick, it sounded sick to me being humiliated and excited at the same time.
"Ok let's continue watching the movie".
Michel moved beside me and although for the rest of the movie it stayed quiet, the cold silence made way for warmth between the three of us on the couch. I think at that point we where lost in our own little worlds.
That night I slept without a dream so that was good but I woke up early and kept thinking about what Jeff had said.
At breakfast Jeff told us he had thought about it and hoped that tonight would bring some more clarity for us. Just enjoy today and don't worry about it too much.
We spend the day doing our homework, some badminton in the garage and we watched a movie.
Around 7 pm Jeff came back home and said it was time to go to the club. He'd get us in through the back door and we should stay out of sight in one of the corners of the club. Just enjoy yourself. I'll make sure that you get some drinks at certain times.
As two little boys on the verge on getting their fingers in the cookie jar, we followed him into the club. It was still quiet when we arrived and we settled into our corner. It was the darkest area and not easy to look into, so we were out of sight from almost everyone that would come in. They would focus on the stage anyway. Around 9 pm the contest would start with several dress rounds, or should I say less dress rounds and some interviews with the guys. We enjoyed the music and time and the show when it started. There where some hunks there but also some that where obviously just there for the fun. All in all quite a nice time in the intermission before the finale two men came into our corner.
"Are you Tim and Michel" the older of the two asked.
"Yea, but ... "Michel started.
"Your uncle Jeff asked if we could speak with you".
"Oh, it's ok then I guess".
"Are you Michel" the older one asked?
"Yeah, I am and this is Tim".
"Good, you are cute guys".
"Thank you sir" I (Tim) replied.
"Your uncle asked me to talk with you, Michel and Brian is here to talk with you Tim, if you want".
"If you think so" Michel said.
"Jeff told we could use his office so if we do it down there then Brian and Tim can stay here".
"You want to talk wit us separately" I asked.
"I think that would work out best Tim. Brian isn't going to hurt you in any way and I'll do the same for Michel, just answering questions you both have".
"Ok, I guess we can trust them Tim otherwise Jeff would not told them we were here".
I saw Michel following the guy. I now focused for the first time on Brian.
He sat down and I wondered now what. Why had Jeff send them and why talk separately?
Chapter 3 will follow shortly I hope. Let me know what you think of this sequal. You can contact me through noway16@hotmail.com. More of my gay written stories at www.geocities.com/timsfunplace.