My Bodyguard Chapter 13
A very special thanks to Ed for editing this chapter.
This story is not true.
This is a story of love, trust, hope, and commitment. It is not a sex story. However, this story deals with love between two teenagers. If you are offended by stories involving love between two teenage boys, please do not read this story. There will be some sex scenes in this story; however, sex is not the main theme. If you are under age 18 or 21 or it is illegal to read this story where you live, don't read it.
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Over the course of the next 4 weeks things settled down. Mark had become a member of our family and I became a part of his. Our friendship grew and so did our love for each other. Now I can't image my life without Mark in it too.
Doug did come over several times but our relationship would never be the same. I think that he was closer to Mark than he was with me.
The girls at school were all trying to get to know Mark better. Every day at lunch two or three would show up. He also got a number of love letters.
There were no more threats at school. But I had not been accepted either. The other kids more or less accepted the fact that I was there and that is about it.
The six boys that attacked Mark had all gone to court. They received what Sam said they were going to get.
No one suspected that Mark and my relationship was anything more than personal protection.
Dad's grocery store is doing well despite Pastor Simpson's attempts to boycott it.
I really enjoy Mark's mom and look forward to seeing her. Mark seems to be getting really close to my dad too.
Mark and I are always making out. We just can't seem to get enough of each other. Around my folks we hold hands and sit together in each other's arms, watching TV. In our room we do a lot of kissing. We really have not had any disagreements in weeks and have not done anything to make each other feel uncomfortable.
I am starting to fill out in my arms and shoulders and Ron and Mark have really helped me learn to defend myself. My self-confidence has increased greatly.
We just finished our last day of school before Thanksgiving break. Tonight my sister and her new boyfriend are coming home from college, and tomorrow Sam and his family and Mark's mom are coming over. Dad wants me to talk to my sister tonight. I am not looking forward to it. Mark and I just got home from school and are in my room talking about it.
"I am really scared to tell my sister about us."
"What is she like, Mike?"
"In a word, 'Bitch' describes her well. She is stuck up. She has always treated me like she resents the fact that I was born. She is shorter than I am, about 5'2", and has blond hair and green eyes. All her friends are popular. She was a cheerleader and queen of the senior prom. She went to college on a full scholarship and wants to be a lawyer and a politician. She reminds me of Judge Judy. She changes boyfriends as often as Imelda Marcos changes shoes. She is a member of the Young Republicans in college and is way right wing. I think that she knows that I am gay. Before she went to college a year and a half ago, she would make nasty comments about what she called 'queers' when my parents were not around. Last summer when she was home she didn't say 10 words to me."
"Whoa, she does sound like a bitch. I can't hardly believe that she would treat her brother that poorly."
"That's nothing, Nancy and my mother fight like two bull-dogs going after the same bone. Last summer she stayed out until 4 in the morning and did not call. Mom was waiting up. They got into a big fight. You have never seen my mother mad and you never want to. Nancy treats my mom even worse than me."
"Do you know anything about this new boyfriend of hers?"
"Just that they have been together about two months."
"I don't understand how your family can be so nice and your sister such a pain."
"We are all different, I guess. I just hope that she doesn't ruin our holiday."
Mark pulled me into his strong arms and kissed me tenderly.
"Don't worry, I will be there for you," he said.
"Thanks, I hope it all works out."
We talked some more and then went down to dinner. Dinner was quiet. About an hour later my sister walked in like she owned the place, with her boyfriend in tow.
"Hi, everyone, this is Paul. This is my dad Greg, and my mom Amy, and my little brother Mike. I don't know who this other boy is."
"His name is Mark Adams," I replied.
"Hi, Mark, Mike, Greg, and Amy. Great to meet you," Paul said.
We all shook hands with Paul. He seemed like a nice guy. He is about 6 feet tall and has black hair.
"Have a seat," my mom said.
"How was your drive up here?" Dad asked.
"Great, no problems," Paul answered.
"We have some things that we need to talk to you about," Dad said.
"We have something we need to tell you too. Paul has asked me to marry him and I said yes. We plan on getting married in the summer. We are very much in love."
"I think that is wonderful, Nancy. When did all this happen?"
"We met through my roommate two months ago. Paul is my roommate's brother and it was love at first sight. He is a graduate student in Social Work. We dated for about a month and he asked me to marry him. I said yes. We went to his parents' last weekend and they treated me great. Once you get to know him, you will see that he is right for me. He is truly my better half."
"I think that is wonderful, dear, and I am glad that you are getting married next summer. It will give us time to plan a big wedding for you," Mom said.
"I wanted to get married right away but Paul told me that in order to make my wedding day special it would take at least six months of planning. I am so excited that you will get to know him this weekend."
"Mike has something he wants to tell you too," Dad said.
I felt like I was going to throw up. I did not want to do this. She already hates me!
"Nancy, you see it is like this..."
"Let me guess. They found out that you are a queer boy and Daddy has Mark here to protect you."
"Nancy, wherever your room is in this house, I want you to go there NOW! I will be up to talk to you in a minute," Paul exclaimed.
"But, honey..."
"No buts, I am not going to be in the same room with you and listen to you belittle anyone, especially a member of your own family. NOW GO!"
Surprisingly, my sister left the room without further argument.
"Where is my daughter and what have you done with her?" my mom asked.
"It must be love, Amy. Now, Mike, you were saying?"
"Well, Paul, they found out at school that I am gay. I got beat up and threatened and had to leave school. Dad did employ Mark to protect me. He is a Deputy Sheriff. I have returned to school. Mark?"
"I am gay too. Mike and I fell in love, and we are a couple now."
"Mike, how does it make you feel that your own sister reacted the way she did?" Paul asked.
"It is about what I expected."
"Your sister has grown up in many ways in the two months I have known her. She still has a quick temper and speaks before her mind is in gear sometimes but I guess you are probably used to that. You see, I am almost 4 years older than your sister and I have learned not to judge others but only myself. Your sister and I are a couple now, so my judging and correcting her is kind of like judging and correcting myself. I am going to go up and talk with her and try to talk some sense into her. I will not allow us to spoil your holiday. If she can't come to terms with your relationship, we shall leave. I will also talk to her about the daddy comment. I sensed resentment in that comment. That one might take a few years to sort out but I don't love her any less. Like she said, I am her better half. If you two love each other even half as much as we do, I am sure that you will be very happy. I will be back in a few minutes."
I could not believe what I just heard. I looked at my parents and they were beaming. None of us really knew what to say so we turned on the TV.
It was about an hour before Nancy and Paul came back downstairs. Mark and I were sitting on the couch, holding hands.
"Mike, Dad, Mom, and Mark, I am sorry about what I said earlier. Can you forgive me?"
Dad got up and turned off the TV.
"Do you think you can make it through the rest of the weekend without making rude comments?" my dad asked.
"I promise to behave myself. It will take some getting used to but if you guys are half as happy as I am, then I am happy for you."
"That's good because we have some things that we need to discuss. First, tomorrow Sam and his wife Norma, the twins James and John, and Mark's mom are coming to spend the day. Sam has asked that we keep any comments or displays of affection between Mike and Mark out of the twins' sight or hearing. They are only 10 and he said that he does not want then getting any ideas. They both have big mouths and Mark is not out. Do you think that you can do that?" my dad asked.
"I promise that we won't say anything at all tomorrow."
"Great, and I will warn you, Nancy, don't mess with Mark's mom, Mrs. Adams. She is Sam's sister and I have known her all my life. You think that your mother is tough. It is a good thing she was not here to hear your comment an hour ago. Believe me, you don't want to get on that lady's bad side."
With that said, Dad went into the kitchen and came back with two bottles of champagne. My mom got glasses for everyone and Dad pulled out the corks. Mom handed each of us a glass and Dad filled them up with the sparkling wine.
"A toast to the newest member of our family, Paul, and to the two of you. I hope that your happiness grows and grows."
"Hear, hear," everyone said and we drank up.
I did not like the taste. It tasted like spoiled Sprite but I drank up anyway, remembering how the beer tasted better after a while. Dad refilled our glasses. Then Paul offered a toast.
"To my new mom and dad and brothers. May our happiness grow together with yours."
I was really starting to like Paul. I could tell that Mark liked him too. We drank up the two bottles of champagne. Mom and Dad were asking my sister and Paul all kinds of questions. We just sat back and listened. I was starting to feel pretty good. Paul came over and sat down next to Mark and me.
"I am doing my Masters thesis on school violence. I would like to interview you two about your experience some time this weekend if you don't mind."
"I think that would be great. What do you think, Mark?"
"That is fine as long as you don't use our names."
"Great, we'll have to find a way to get me away from your sister for a few hours."
"I think we need to talk about sleeping arrangements," my dad announced. "Mark and Mike are sharing Mike's room. You have your room, Nancy, and we have the guest room for Paul. Unless you two want to share Nancy's twin bed," Dad laughed.
"There is a double bed in the guest room, Dad. Paul and I could sleep there," Nancy said with a smile on her face.
"That'll be okay. Mrs. Adams will be staying overnight tomorrow and she can sleep in your room, Nancy."
"That is really open-minded of you, Greg."
"Well, I let the boys sleep together. I should let you too. It is only fair. I don't let the boys make out in public areas of the house, though. If you want to hug or hold hands or quick kiss, that's okay. But if you are going to make out, please do it in private."
All four of us turned red. Mark pulled me into his arms and gave me about ten quick pecks on the lips. Paul followed his lead and did the same to my sister.
"Don't push it, you guys," my father said. Mom just smiled.
"I was just trying to get ahead," Mark explained. "Tomorrow, with the twins here, we won't be able to do this."
"I just felt left out," Paul explained. "I don't want the boys getting ahead of me."
With that, Dad pulled Mom into his arms and gave her about 10 quick kisses.
"Aw, isn't that sweet," we all chimed in.
We were all tired and so we said goodnight and went to bed. When Mark and I got to our room we talked for a while.
"I like Paul," Mark said. "I think he is good for your sister."
"She is still a bitch though. She didn't say anything to me all night. I am sure that if she gets me alone she will tell me what she really thinks. A leopard can't change its spots. I like Paul also. He seems like a great guy."
"Tomorrow is going to be hectic with the twins coming. Their batteries never run down."
"I have met them a couple of times. I can't tell them apart."
"James is the leader and John is the follower. It might help if they dressed differently but they almost always dress the same. They told me that they played games, switching places all the time in school. The school finally got wise to them and made sure that they were in the same classes."
"I wonder what those two are up to with each other."
"Probably the same thing that we are up to. Speaking of up, do you want to try something different tonight?"
"I don't believe you, Mark. Usually it is me that is trying to talk you into doing something new. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable."
"I am just feeling good and very much in love with you."
"Perhaps we should have you drink something more often. But I don't want you to feel bad about it tomorrow."
"I won't."
I started to take off my shirt and Mark stopped me.
"Let me do that."
He pulled me into his strong arms and kissed me passionately on the lips. I melted in his arms and my dick became hard as a rock. He started kissing and tonguing my neck and shivers went up and down my spine. He slowly undid my shirt and moved his attention to my chest. He licked and sucked my nipples and it felt like they were connected to my dick. While he was working on my nipples with his mouth, his hands were caressing my chest. His hands were moving lower and lower until they reached my pants. He ran his hand over my balls and dick through my pants and I almost came! Then he undid my pants and reached his hand slowly inside my shorts. I have never been touched down there before. I came.
After I had recovered, I cleaned up. Then I did the same for him. He lasted longer than I did. I was hard again and he got out some skin cream and slowly jacked me off. I was in heaven. I did the same for him and we fell asleep in each other's arms.