Matt and Jon 14
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Matt and Jon
Chapter Fourteen
Reunions
The day of the parade was Matt’s 15th birthday. He was in a great mood as he pulled on his running shorts and sneaks and ran off to meet Jon at the path. They had both slept at their respective houses that night for a change, and Matt couldn’t wait to see his boyfriend. He wondered in the back of his mind if the feeling of anticipation at seeing Jon would ever wear off. He doubted it as he pictured Jon’s smiling face.
He hadn’t told Jon about his birthday because he didn’t want him to make a fuss. The parade was something they were both looking forward to, and Matt didn’t want to make it about him. There’d be time to celebrate later. He realized that he didn’t know Jon’s birthday either, and made a mental note to ask him.
When Matt arrived, he saw Jon’s bike already chained to the lamp post. He thought it was odd that he hadn’t waited for him. He went down to the path and still didn’t see him. It wasn’t like Jon to start without him and Matt was getting a little worried when he heard a rustling in the bushes.
“Matt, over here!” He heard Jon whisper excitedly.
He walked toward the sound of Jon’s voice, and after pushing some branches aside, he found Jon in a small secluded clearing surrounded by dense bushes and leaves. Matt’s jaw practically hit the ground when he saw that Jon was stark naked.
“Jon! What the hell…”
“I’m wearing my birthday suit in honor of your birthday!” Jon said, wearing nothing but a smile.
“You’re nuts, you know that? How did you know anyway?”
“It’s your screen name, you big dope! How come you didn’t say anything?”
“I was excited about the parade, and I didn’t want you to make a big deal about it.”
“Oh, in that case, I’ll just get dressed…”
His words were smothered by Matt’s lips as he kicked off his sneakers. Jon broke the embrace and tugged Matt’s t-shirt over his head while Matt dropped his shorts and stepped out of them. Jon practically ripped Matt’s briefs off and began fondling him. He held both of their penises together and stroked them at the same time, causing Matt to moan with pleasure. Jon stopped stroking and told Matt to keep it down as he sank to his knees and took Matt’s butt cheeks in his hands. It felt great to be naked outside, with the soft breeze caressing their bodies.
“Uh, Jon, I haven’t showered yet.”
“You should know by now that I don’t care about that.” Jon answered as he sank down on Matt’s shaft and began humming Happy Birthday.
Matt played with his hair. “Okay, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
Matt never really smelled bad, but he always felt a little self conscious if he wasn’t totally fresh. He needn’t have worried. The light teen male scent emanating from his crotch was driving Jon wild. After awhile, Jon stood up and took Matt by the hand. He led him over to a fallen tree where he’d spread a blanket over the rough bark. Jon bent over the tree and spread his legs apart.
“Happy birthday, baby.” He said as he offered himself to the one he loved.
Matt wasted no time stepping between Jon’s legs. He found that Jon had already lubed and loosened himself up, so he slipped easily into his lover’s body and began to gyrate his hips. Jon humped back on him, meeting him stroke for stroke. Matt lowered himself over Jon and began kissing his neck. When he felt like he was getting close, he straightened up and held on to Jon’s hips. He knew that Jon liked to be fucked hard, and he gave it all he had, repeatedly thrusting in as far as he could until Jon was battering back into him, matching his intensity. It was all they could do to stay silent as Matt emptied his load into Jon. After he finished shooting, his slightly softening cock popped out and he turned Jon over. He spit in his hand and masturbated him frantically to a mind blowing orgasm. His sperm was flying everywhere, all over both boys. They even got some in their hair.
After they’d cleaned up and dressed, they sat on the log and shared a birthday kiss. When it ended, Matt took Jon’s face in his hands and just studied him for awhile. He wanted to memorize every single feature.
“Jon, I love you so much. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Someday, somehow, when we’re old enough…what I mean is…will you marry me?”
“You know I will!” Jon responded with tears streaming down his face as he pulled Matt into a loving embrace.
“So it’s official,” Matt whispered, “we’re engaged.”
They hugged and kissed for quite awhile. Neither one of them felt like running, so they went back to Jon’s house to have breakfast. When they walked into the kitchen, Sam was already at the table. He looked up from his paper and greeted them.
“How was your run?” He took in the two boys standing there holding hands and gave them a cockeyed grin. “What’s with you guys, you look like you smoked a joint or something.”
“Matt’s not my boyfriend anymore.” Jon said with a dopey grin on his face.
“What? You…you didn’t break up did you?” Sam stammered incredulously.
“Matt asked me to marry him, and I said ‘yes.’ He’s my fiancé now.” He squeezed Matt’s hand and smiled lovingly at him.
Sam came over and hugged the two of them in his powerful arms.
“I knew you’d always be together. I’m so happy for you. Who thought my kid brother would get engaged before me.”
Matt kissed them both on the cheek. “It won’t be for awhile yet, but I really wanted to make the commitment. I love your brother very much, Sam. I didn’t want to chance losing him to some stud.”
The three of them laughed and Jon and Sam grabbed Matt and started tickling him in the rib cage until he panted, “Stop, stop…can’t…breath!”
They let him catch his breath. “Wouldn’t want to kill my future brother-in-law!” Sam laughed.
The boys showered and changed to go to the city. They were really excited about the parade. Especially since they felt more like a couple now. Sam drove them to the station and made sure they got their tickets and headed for the right train.
“Sam, we’re not babies, you know. I think we can manage a train trip okay.” Jon said, a little indignantly.
Sam laughed. “Okay, okay. I’ll get out of your hair. I was only trying to help.”
“I know Sam. I love you.” Jon said as he stepped into the train.
“I love you too, Jonny. Both of you! Be careful!” Sam called after them as the doors began to close.
They found seats and a discarded copy of the Village Voice. There was a lot about the parade, and they read it with interest. The trip flew by, and soon the train arrived in Penn Station. The boys ran up the stairs from the platform to find Jim and Adam in the waiting room, as they had arranged on the phone. The men were delighted to see them, and hugged them warmly.
“Thank you so much for taking us. Our parents never would have let us come without adults they trust.” Matt said sincerely.
“We’re honored that your parents trust us. Your dad told us that you came out to them that night after the barbeque, and we were so proud that they used us as an example of their acceptance. Bill and I talked that day, and they suspected but weren’t sure. I could tell a mile away, of course. I know true love when I see it.” Jim said with a wink.
Matt looked at Jon questioningly. Jon smiled back at him and nodded his approval.
“Jim, Adam. Sam is the only other person we’ve told yet, but this morning I asked Jon to marry me, and he said ‘yes!’”
The four of them drew a few stares from some of the passengers as Adam let out a shriek and they all took turns hugging each other. Amidst all the commotion, Stuart and Tom emerged from the crowd.
“Hey guys! What are we celebrating?” Stuart beamed at them and was almost knocked over by the two excited boys who grabbed him into a hug. They hugged Tom as well, and Jon made the introductions. When the four men had shaken hands, Jon filled Stuart and Tom in on their news.
“Wow! That’s great! We’re so happy for you!” Tom said, hugging the boys again.
“When’s the big day?” Stuart asked them.
“We haven’t discussed the details yet, and I guess we’ll have to wait until we’re old enough. I hope New York changes its laws by then, but if not we can go to Massachusetts.” Matt answered.
The two older couples hit it off right away. They were all in agreement that the best place to take the boys to see the parade was downtown near the end of the route. They headed for the subway with Jim and Adam leading the way, the boys in the middle and Tom and Stuart bringing up the rear. The train was crowded with people going to the parade and it was like a party atmosphere. Some were wearing pride t-shirts and others had rainbow flags and pins. There was a lesbian couple wearing leather jackets and one man in drag with a long bleached blond wig. Matt didn’t mean to stare, but he was fascinated with the make up and long dangling earrings.
“What’re staring at, honey? Like what you see?” She said with a wink.
Matt turned crimson. “S-sorry ma’am, I mean sir…I, I. like your earrings!”
She gave a laugh that started out in falsetto and ended up in the baritone range. “Relax honey, you can call me Wanda.” She blew him a kiss.
“I think you’re very pretty.” Matt said, grinning at her.
“Oooo! You’re pretty hot yourself!”
Jon laughed and put an arm around Matt. “That’s my fiancé you’re talking to, madam!” He said with mock indignation.
Wanda’s expression softened and she put a hand on each boy’s shoulder. “I wish you all the happiness in the world.” She said, as a tear formed in her eye. “You make a beautiful couple.”
“Thanks Wanda, it was nice meeting you!” Matt told her as the train pulled into the station.
The boys bounded up the stairs with four adults panting behind them, trying to keep up. Jim swore that he wouldn’t let them out of his sight for an instant, but that was proving to be a hard task. When they reached street level, the festivities were in full swing. Matt wandered over to a table where they were selling t-shirts that had the rainbow insignia and the word “PRIDE” printed across the front. He fingered them longingly and reached into his pocket. Jon grabbed his arm.
“Matt, let me.” He said, fishing his wallet out of his pocket with his other hand.
Jim caught up to them just as Jon was about to buy a shirt for each of them. “Put your money away, Jon. This day is on us.”
“Jim, we can’t let you do that. It’s so nice of you to take us as it is…”
Jim held up his hand. “Consider it an engagement present. I won’t take ‘no’ for an answer!”
He had his wallet out and was paying the vendor before the boys had a chance to argue. The boys were thrilled with the shirts and thanked Jim and Adam. They stripped off the t-shirts they had been wearing and put on the new ones. Wearing the shirts was symbolic to them of being out in public, and it was a liberating feeling for them. Now they felt like they were really a part of everything.
The parade was a great experience. It was outrageous, flamboyant, moving, and dignified all at the same time. Best of all, it was a really good feeling to feel normal. They knew they were among friends.
Matt was particularly interested in a float manned by a group called “Stonewall Survivors.” Jim explained that it was about the Stonewall Riots of 1969 when patrons of gay bars were singled out and harassed and arrested by the police based on an old law that was still on the books about unlawful gathering. He told them about the violence that ensued when the gay patrons resisted. As they walked to the subway, he pointed out the Stonewall Bar, which occupies the site of the original Stonewall Inn. Matt thought he might just have a topic for his next social studies paper.
They all rode the subway back to Penn Station and got off at the right stop.
“You don’t have to follow us, we’ll be fine to get on the train from here.” Matt told the concerned adults.
“No, we know you can handle the trip, but Bill and Ann asked us out to dinner, so we’re going to ride with you.”
“Cool!” Was Matt’s answer.