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David fielded the phone call that early Saturday morning. As I completely expected, it was my work. One of the other employees had quit, leaving good old dependable Alek the one they called in.
"Ugh, I don't want to go in today," I whined to David, laying on his chest.
"Its only until four," He commented back, stroking my hair.
"Yeah right, they tell me that every Saturday. But good old fat fucking bitch Kathy will call in, and I'll wind up closing,"
"That's the great part about your job. Now get up and get in the shower," He laughed, pushing me off of his chest.
I made a very un-happy grunt then stumbled my way towards the bathroom.
When I emerged into the hallway, everything was as I had expected. As I walked by our office I noticed the usual paperwork burying the floor. Dad must've spent another hard night at work. But it was obvious he'd come home for something. Oh well, not my paperwork. Not my office either. My computer was in my room. Along with the few files of paperwork I actually had.
I walked into the bathroom and flipped on the light switch. I walked over to the shower and turned it on. I flicked the bathroom radio on, and began to undress.
"Ugh, I really don't want to work today," I spoke to myself as I removed my boxer shorts.
I hopped under the streaming water as Mariah Carey's latest number one "Heartbreaker," came on the radio. Being the obsessed MC fan I am, I lost all thoughts of hating work and got caught up in singing. That's probably why I didn't hear David walk in.
"Sing it MC," He laughed. "Shut up," I laughed back.
I rinsed the rest of the conditioner from my hair then shut the water off. I pushed back the shower curtain, then stepped out onto the bath mat. David was just depositing his cock back into his boxers, giving me just a quick glimpse of the dick I loved so much. He smiled a coy little smile at me, as I reached for my towel. He put his hand up to stop me. I think I knew what he had in mind, but I flashed him a puzzled look anyways.
"Allow me,"
He snatched the towel from my towel rack and went to work on my body. He gently swabbed the water away from my body, until he reached my dick. He dropped the towel and went to work with his tongue. He teasingly flicked his tongue across the head of my shaft, which was becoming more prominent with every lick. I looked down to see a drip of precum ooze from my shaft. David's eyes lit up as he caught the drip with his tongue.
"Mmm, nothing like a blowjob before work," I moaned, running my fingers through his hair.
David said nothing as he continued his work with his tongue. I began to fuck his face lightly. He began to fondle my balls, getting a slight moan from me with every squeeze. It was then that I heard the footsteps in the hallway.
"Alek, you in there?"
It was my father. David immediately removed my dick from his mouth and jumped to his feet. Even though my father knew I was gay, neither of us wanted to be caught fucking. David looked at me with a nervous "what the fuck are we gonna do," look on his face. With a stroke of genius, I turned on the shower.
"Get naked and get in there," I whispered to David.
"What?" He asked me as if I were insane.
"Just do it,"
With that I slipped my robe on and stepped out of the bathroom. My dad was there waiting for me as I stepped out of the door. He flashed me a typical parental "I know something was going on," look. Fortunately, I guess my father was never one to ask questions. But he did just assume that I would tell him.
"David's taking a shower," I stated plainly.
"And you were in there why?" He asked in return.
It was obvious by the tone of his voice he really didn't care why I was in there. And I think he knew deep down what was really going on. But that's what made my dad cool, he didn't really care about my sex life, thankfully. My friend Tiffani's mom makes her tell her the details of every sexual encounter she has.
"Getting ready for work," I said, digging in the pocket of my robe and finding my comb.
"Sure you were," He laughed, and slapped me on the shoulder.
He continued to laugh as he walked back down the hall towards the office. I just did my usual bewildered head nod and walked back to my bedroom.
I flicked the radio on the walked to my closet. I flung the doors open and stared blankly at the jungle of clothes as Christina Aguilera's latest "Come on Over Baby," blared through the speakers. I thought about wearing blue jeans and a sweatshirt, in hopes of getting sent home early. But I knew that would never happen, no matter what dress code I broke. I had all these clothes, and still no idea what to wear. Fashion was my high point. I wouldn't leave the house until I dressed perfectly. But that usually meant I spent 20 minutes or more infront of the closet, and another 30 infront of the mirror.
But, unfortunately I didn't have time for that today. So I snatched a black Old Navy Sweater and a pair of Khaki's. I walked over to my dresser and grabbed a fresh pair of boxers and quickly slipped them on. I slipped the khaki's on, then walked back to the bathroom. The items for my perfect hair were in there. And so was my naked boyfriend.
Lucky me, David was just stepping out of the shower as I walked in. He did a mock attempt at covering up his dick. I laughed at him and shook my head.
"Sorry babe, it takes more than two hands to cover that up," I stated matter of factly.
"Stop, you'll give me a big head," He mocked back.
"Too late," I said, wrapping my arms around his naked waist.
He kissed my forehead then hugged me close to him. If it were humanly possible, I would've melted into a big puddle of goo right then and there. It was like heaven to have him back again. To be able to stand in his arms, without having to worry who knew about it. I had my man back. And I wasn't going to let go this time.
"Mmm, I love you baby," I spoke into his chest.
"I love you too," He replied. "Now get your ass ready," He laughed, pinching my ass.
I laughed lightly then slipped my shirt on. I watched in the mirror as David got dressed. After he had slipped his shirt on, I went to work with the hairspray. After I had created a nice fog cloud of hairspray, I walked back to my room. I grabbed a pair of socks from the basket atop my dresser and walked down the hall towards the kitchen.
I grabbed a bottle of orange juice the sat down at the table. I took a few quick swigs then slipped my socks on. I reached under the table and grabbed my shoes. I took another quick drink of my orange juice then put my shoes on. I was now officially ready for work. So I grabbed my keys from the key hook and went back to kiss David goodbye.
"I'm outta here gorgeous," I spoke to him as I walked through the door.
"K," He spoke then kissed me. "Call me if your getting out at four or not. I'll have my cell on,"
"Ok," I said, and kissed him again.
He patted me lightly on the ass, then I walked out. I walked gingerly to my car and quickly got in. I had been wasting time and was gonna be late. But oh well, that's another thing this company could care less about. So I took the time to dig through my CD case and find a good selection. I settled on Shania Twain CD "Come on Over." (And by the way, Shania cannot legally be considered country, at least not in my eyes.) I started the car and pulled out of the driveway as Shania sang to me on how she felt like a woman.
I was relieved as I pulled into the parking lot of my hell hole of a job. Heidi was manager today, instead of the fat ass Store Manager that I couldn't stand. Heidi was like my sister. And if I were to be straight, she would be the kind of woman I would want to have.
She was gorgeous, even being gay I couldn't deny that. She was a short skinny little thing, standing all of 5'1" and weighing about 110. She had gorgeous brown hair, which always smelled great. Yes I smell this woman's hair, so sue me. Her eyes were a very dark and mysterious brown, which we're the tell tale to how she was feeling that day. And topping off the Heidi package, (for you bi guys) a pretty impressive chest. But being gay, it was never the topic of conversation. So, sorry, couldn't tell you how big they are. But I do know that she can't buy her bra's in a normal store, and has to order them from the Victoria Secrets catalogue.
Heidi and I could tell each other anything. She had been there for me so many times, just as I had for her. I even risked getting my ass kicked by her ex husband just to protect her. But since he hit me first, and I was only 16 at the time, he's in prison now. How does that saying go? Good riddance to bad rubbish.
I greeted Heidi then walked to the back room. I opened my locker quickly and grabbed out my name tag and register keys. Another thing the company didn't care about. It says somewhere in the company handbook that only management is supposed to have keys. But I had my own, and I wasn't management. Oh well, that's the corrupted world of Dollar Stores for you.
The day went by VERY VERY slowly. When I checked the computer at noon, we had had 40 customers. Very very slow day. Heidi and I spent most of the time sitting at the registers and talking about David and her boyfriend Jeremy. If the day was going this slow, I seriously hoped that I wouldn't have to close.
But nothing ever goes that way I want it too. At 3:30 the aforementioned "fat fucking bitch Kathy" called in. There went my evening. I couldn't leave Heidi alone, even if we had only had 75 customers all day. So I called David and told him I'd be here until 11. The store itself closed at 9, but when Heidi and I closed together, we didn't usually get done with the after close chores until around 11.
But Heidi and I must've been hauling ass today. Because by 10:00 we had done everything but counted the deposit. But that usually didn't take us long. Especially on a day when we'd had 107 customers. So I called David and told him to get up here. He said OK, and that he was on his way.
It took us less than 10 minutes to count the deposit. Which added up to a whopping $198.37, which is low, even for a Dollar Store. But fortunately David was close by. He was knocking on the front door by the time Heidi got to the computer input. I walked up to the front and greeted him with a kiss. Then we walked back to the backroom.
The three of us sat by and watched rather unpatiently as the ancient printer printed out the daily worksheets. At almost 20 after ten it was finally finished. Heidi slipped in the end of day disk, and we were done. I tossed my name tag and keys quickly back into my locker and darted for the door. It was a Saturday night, this hell hole was the last place I wanted to be.
When we walked out to the parking lot, we noticed another car there waiting. It was David who first noticed who it was.
"Its Jamie," He spoke to us.
Jamie was David's best friend. At least I think he was. I knew he was a big homo phobe, and with David now being openly gay, I didn't know where they stood. But David didn't look happy to see him. And Jamie the same. I was the first to notice that there were 4 other people in the car with Jamie.
"Hey Bowen," Jamie called to us. "Can I talk to you a minute?"
"Yeah hold on," David yelled back. "This wont take long, why don't you guys go to Jesse's and grab some coffee," He spoke to Heidi and I.
"All right," We agreed.
So Heidi and I left David and walked down our strip mall to the 24 hour coffee shop, aka Jesse's. We both ordered a White Chocolate Carmel Cappachino and sat down at our usual table. Heidi and I continued to chat as we had all day, this time the topic of conversation was Geoff, David's brother. We both agreed that he was cute, and had nice arms. But then quickly changed the subject, because neither of us liked him all that much yet.
Our cappachino's had no sooner arrived then heard yelling from outside. Heidi and I flashed each other a quick look of concern and asked Jesse to hold our cappachino's for us. He obliged and Heidi and I walked to the door. It was then that I saw in horror the entire car load of Jamie's friends gathered in a circle, yelling and kicking something. I couldn't see for sure, but I knew that it was David.
Heidi and I ran back towards our store as fast as we could. Heidi in the meanwhile was digging in her purse for her gun. Heidi had gotten right to carry a gun after the trial against her ex husband. He had vowed he would get out and kill her, so the state agreed she should have a gun.
"You better back the fuck up!" She screamed as we approached them
Jamie stopped his violent kicking long enough to notice Heidi had a gun. He signaled for his cronies to pull back. And then I watched in disgust as they ran to his car and peeled out. I wanted to scream when I finally saw. David laying there unconscious and bleeding. I immediately dropped down to him as Heidi phoned 911. I could hardly believe it. They had jumped him. A man who was supposedly Jamie's best friend. And they had jumped him. I got a sudden pang of guilt inside me when I realized what it was probably about.
I was sobbing uncontrollably by the time the paramedics arrived. I had cried so much as to have made myself throw up. I fell into Heidi's arms and continued my sobbing. The paramedics suggested I not ride with David to the hospital, for fear I would get sick again. So Heidi agreed to drive me. My mind was in 1,000 different directions. I could not stop sobbing long enough to utter an understandable word. But Heidi did her best to comfort me, taking my hand in hers the entire ride to the hospital. It was a good thing she was there, or they may have never stopped. Because as good as I'm able to fight, I couldn't have taken out five people at once.
When we arrived at the hospital, I was forced to wait in the waiting room. I had started to calm down a little. I could actually speak enough to tell Heidi David's home phone. Unfortunately David's parents were out of town for a business meeting. But she was able to catch Geoff at home. He said he was on his way.
One of the nurses was nice enough to get me and Heidi a cup of coffee while we waited for word on David. I had calmed down significantly. I was able to tell the police everything that had happened without breaking down. And by the time Geoff arrived, I could talk without sniffling a thousand times.
Geoff looked more intense than I had seen him in a long time. I had witnessed this look lots of times before, usually as we argued with eachother in the middle of a hallway at school. But this time it wasn't directed at me. He and David had always been extremely close. He even buried the hatchet with me, just to make David happy. And someone had fucked with David, and it was obvious Geoff was not happy about it.
"Any word yet," He asked, a very quiet tone.
"No," I said back. "They expected to be at least an hour,"
"And it was Jamie?"
"Yeah. And four others,"
"The idiot squad," He said back, gritting his teeth.
Geoff walked over and grabbed a cup of coffee. He began to pace around the waiting room a little, then stopped at the window. He stared emptily out the window for a second then started to speak again.
"Hey Alek, your a man right?"
That made me mad for a second. I thought maybe he was going to blame me for his brother being gay. But then in a flash I started to understand what he meant.
"I think I understand you," I replied back, standing and walking towards him.
"We gotta do it,"
"Yep,"
"Are you guys going to get in a fight?" Heidi asked, walking up to us.
"Yeah," I replied.
"You can't take them on alone. I'll call Jeremy,"
Maybe I should explain about Jeremy. Jeremy isn't just Heather's boyfriend, he's a cop. He'd managed to get Heidi and I out of quite a few problems, mostly speeding tickets. Did I mention that Heidi and I both drive Mustangs? And with Jeremy's help, Geoff and I would be able to kick the shit out of Jamie and his loser friends. And then they'd go to jail. Win win situation.
"All right, you do that Heidi. Can you stay with Dave until we get back?" I asked
"Yeah, I'll stay," She said, sitting back down.
"Thanks, this shouldn't take long," Geoff said, walking towards the door.
I quickly followed Geoff out the door and to his car. We barely talked the entire ride to Jamie's. Both of us were in a rage. I did tell Geoff that Jamie was all mine though. He could kick him after I'd already beat his ass. Heidi called my cell phone on the ride to Jamie's and told me Jeremy would be waiting close by. And for us to drive down Palmer Road so he'd know that we were there. I agreed, and hung up the phone.
I was getting more and more angry with every second. Jamie had done the same thing with me. We had been very good friends, but the second I came out, he hated me. He hadn't attacked me though. For some reason, that had been David. David hadn't flaunted the fact that he was gay like I had. I was Mr. Gay Pride. You would think they would rather kick my ass. But David had been the one. I didn't understand it, but it pissed me off. And Jamie would see just how pissed I was. That would do just great for his image, getting his ass kicked by a queer.
As Geoff and I had hoped, Jamie's car parked out front of his house. We had stopped and talked to Jeremy. And he agreed to give us 10 minutes. But I told him not to break anything up until he saw Jamie down. I had no doubt in my mind that I could take out Jamie. He was scrawny to say the least. Which is probably why he had four other people with him to jump David.
Since Geoff hadn't been there, he went up to the door. Geoff told me couldn't get out of the car until he'd given me the OK. Then I could get out and kick his ass. And Geoff would basically be there to keep the others off of me. And if he had to kick there asses to do it, then so be it.
After what seemed like forever, Jamie and Geoff finally walked out. Laughing and joking around. As my usual paranoid mind did, I began to think Geoff may be setting me up. Geoff flashed me a quick wink as they approached the car, which set me at ease. I didn't know what he had in mind. But I knew it would be good.
Geoff reached in his pocket and pulled out what I could identify as a bowl (For weed, you know what I'm talking about.) I still had no clue what Geoff had in mind. But I still knew it would be good. For some strange reason, Jamie still hadn't noticed me sitting in the car. But they were close enough for me to hear them speaking.
"So what's up man?" Jamie asked, passing the bowl back to Geoff.
"Not a whole lot. Just came to talk to you," Geoff replied, passing the bowl back to Jamie.
"Bout what," "Bout the fact that you and your bitch friends jumped my brother,"
"Fuck you,"
With that Jamie took the first swing. Geoff grabbed his arm and pinned him to the car. I was amazed that none of Jamie's friends had ran from the house to attack Geoff. Jamie was struggling to break free from Geoff's hold, but unsuccessful.
"Your bitch friends aren't here to save you Jamie!" Geoff yelled, right into Jamie's ear. "Time to get the ass kicking you deserve! Alek!"
I jumped from the car as quick as I could. After I was out, Geoff removed Jamie from the car, still holding his arm. After I gave Geoff the OK, he threw Jamie at me. As Jamie came at me I met him with a fist. He immediately hit the ground. I dropped my knee immediately in his stomach and began to pummel him with my fists. I was in such a rage that I blacked out. I was snapped back to my senses by Jeremy pulling me off of him. When I looked down at Jamie he was just as I had wanted him, with blood streaming from his nose and mouth.
"Better watch who you fuck with next time," Geoff said plainly, then turning around and kicking Jamie in the side.
"All right, I think he's had enough," Jeremy spoke, picking Jamie up from the ground.
I watched very happily as Jeremy cuffed Jamie and took him to his cruiser. Geoff and I began to laugh as Jamie was crying that he didn't want to go to jail. I had accomplished everything I had set out to do. I had beat Jamie's ass bloody, without even a scratch to show for it. That'll teach him next time before he fucks with someone. There are some homo's that'll fight back. And I happened to be one of them. No one fucks with my man. Especially a piece of shit like him. David had battled to be with me. And no one was going to ruin that.
Geoff and I were extremely excited on the drive back to the hospital. He filled me in on exactly what had happened, since I had blacked out. Nothing too exciting, just me pounding his face in. I felt great. I was just hoping that David would be okay when we got back to the hospital. There had still been no word when Heidi called. But that was over an hour ago, there had to have been word by now.
I was almost skipping as we walked back up to the emergency room. The nurse that had brought us coffee was walking out as we were walking up. She smiled very happily at me, and brushed her blonde hair from her face. Something told me David was doing good.
"Glad to see your feeling better," She said, stopping to talk to us.
"I feel much better. How is he?" I asked in reply.
"He's gonna be fine. He's pretty cut up, but nothings broken. He'll just have to keep everything cleaned up or it will scar. But I'm sure you'll see to that,"
"I think I can handle that,"
"Okay, you boys be good,"
Geoff just shook his head and threw his arm around my shoulders. The nurse at the desk directed us to where David was. I could hear him and Heidi laughing as we walked up. It was great to hear his laugh. At least he hadn't let all of this depress him. But then again I hadn't let it depress me either. I was heading that way, but Jamie cheered me up. You know exactly what I mean.
"Hey gorgeous," He said to me as I walked up.
I walked up the him and kissed his lips lightly.
"Get out of my chair bitch," I joked with Heidi.
"Shut up," She laughed back and punched me in the arm, but hey she got out of my chair.
"So Heidi tells me you two went and did some male bonding?" David joked, glancing at Geoff and I.
"Yeah, Jamie was with us too," Geoff said back.
"Good," David said back.
"Mom and Dad are gonna freak ya know that right?" Geoff asked David, sitting in the chair next to Heidi.
"Yeah, but oh well. I've been handling them for 21 years bro, I think I can do it again,"
"Good point,
"Babe, I'm so sorry you had to go through that," I said, stroking David's hand.
"Sorry about what. I've told you a million times Alek, that this was my decision. You are not the reason for any of it. Now that is the end of that discussion," David said frankly, staring a hole in me with his eyes.
"Ooh, he told you," Heidi joked.
I flashed a quick scowl at her, then turned my attention back to David. He was pretty cut up. I was beginning to wonder how many stitches they had sewn into his head, because there sure as hell looked like a million. It pained me to see him like that. I wanted to go kick Jamie's ass all over again. But I had given him a worse enough beating earlier. And I was sure David would give him one when he got better anyways.
I began to zone out as the three of them started conversing. I began to think of what had happened today. And what a statement that had made for Geoff. He had let me handle everything. The "Old" Geoff would've beat Jamie on his own. Because God knows queers aren't capable of fighting, let alone winning one. But Geoff had stuck behind me. It said alot about him, and his stance on David and My's relationship. He had kept his calm, and hadn't blamed me for anything. If things kept up like this, maybe Geoff and I would become friends.
I couldn't erase what David had said just minutes earlier. It was true. It was his decision. I just happened to be involved in the outcome of it, thankfully. I was sure David knew that it would be hard for us. I'm sure he wasn't expecting this to be part of it. But he seemed to accept it. As good as one can be expected to accept the fact that your best friend just turned his back on your for something that really makes you no different. I was starting toget angry again. So I snapped myself back to reality.
"Where were you?" Geoff asked
"My own little world," I replied back, turning once again to David. "When can you leave?" I asked him, re-grasping his hand.
"Their gonna keep me overnight. Just to make sure there is no kidney damage. Because I was pissing blood,"
I brought his hand up to my mouth and kissed it lightly. I felt so at home staring into his beautiful blue eyes. I reached up and began to stroke my favorite part of him. His hair you perverts! Just joking, I set you up to think that way. I glanced over and noticed Heidi and Geoff fake gagging. I stuck my tongue out (which is an inside joke to Heidi and I) and flipped them off. Heidi stuck her tongue out at me then spoke.
"I've gotta go," She spoke, standing from her chair. "My cat probably misses me," She said, yawning.
"Yeah, me too," Geoff said, yawning as well. "I've got a sex date with Stacie," He said, stretching.
"Good, get out," David joked. "We need some time alone," He said, glancing at me and suggestively raising his eyebrows.
"Are you gonna stay the night Alek? Because I have your car remember?" Heidi asked, flinging her purse over her shoulder.
"Yeah, I'll stay here. Come back and get me in the morning though, K?" I said in reply.
"Yep, visiting hours start at 9, so I'll be here bout 10," She said again, walking up next to me.
"All right, thanks Heidi," I said.
"No prob baby," She said, hugging me.
"Bye you guys," Heidi said, walking towards the door.
"Bye," David and I echoed back.
"You guys be good," Geoff laughed, clapping hands with David.
"We won't," David joked back.
"See ya," Geoff said, walking to the door.
"Bye," We echoed again.
I looked up at David, and saw him smiling. I was so happy to see him smiling, after the day he had had. He may have lost Jamie as a friend, but he didn't seem to care. He had a loving group of friends now, and none of us would ever abandon him. I wouldn't let him go for anything in the world. I loved him more than life itself.
He reached up and patted my head lightly, then moved over slightly in his bed. He patted the bed, in his signal for me to join him. I happily obliged, crawling up next to him in bed. I laid my head down on his chest and heard him sigh in contentment. I followed suit, letting out a sigh of my own. Even under these circumstances, I had never been happier.
"I love you baby," He said to me, stroking my hair gently.
"I love you too," I said back, hugging him tightly.
David grabbed the room remote and aimed it at the TV. He flipped through the stations for a few seconds until he found the Digital Music channel. He reached behind us and shut the light off, as we drifted off to sleep with Diana Ross singing to us that "Love is all that matters.".............................