Here is Chapter 8
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I was so happy.
I couldn't believe that he loved me back. I dreamed of this moment for as long as I could remember. I was sitting on the couch when Ryan and mom returned from their private talk. She was probably finding out if I knew, so she wouldn't accidently let something out I wasn't prepared for.
"Boys, I think we need to talk," she said, "please sit down, and don't ask any questions until I'm done, because this is gonna be hard enough for me."
I sat down on the chair, well Ryan was sitting on the couch. She looked towards me and said, "You can sit next to Ryan, and even hold hands if you'ld like, I might as well get used to seen you show some affection towards each other."
I moved closer to Ryan and grabbed his hand.
"I'm not saying I'm comfortable with this, or even understand it," She began, "but I will tell you all onething, I will accept it for who you are and nothing else. But before you think I'm giving you free reign on your new found love you both better think again. Robin will know nothing of this until I feel the time is right, when you all in her pressence, you will act the same way you have acted since you became friends in the second grade, with the exception of the stupid fight. Dispays of affection will be limited to the privacy of your bedroom only. I will put a lock on your door, and what you do behind them closed doors is your choice. I hope you all don't decide to have anal sex until your much older, but if you are I just hope your prepared for the consequences. and I don't want to hear about it if you do."
"Now Kyle as for you, I love you like a son, but I am not gonna hide anythng from your parents. I know your scared to tell them, but I have known Rich and Linda for quite a few years, and I know they love you will all their hearts, and it may be hard for them to accept at first, but don't you think you'ld feel a lot better and more at easy if you didn't have this hanging over your head. I'm gonna give you the choice of when you want to tell them, but it should be soon."
I thought about what she was saying, and realized my parents would hate me, or at least my mother. My father, I wasn't sure where he stood on the subject, since he hadn't really said much when mom burned all of Uncle Pete's pictures and claimed to all of us that as far as she was concern he was dead. I loved both my parents, but I also loved Ryan. I was being tugged at both ends, but I realized that what she was saying was true. I had to do it, if not for my sake then for the sake of Ryan.
"Well you all be there when I tell them?" I asked.
"If you think it will help," she replied, "I will support both of you, and protect you from whatever may want to harm you."
"Will you invite them to dinner," I said, "and I'll do it tonight."
I called my mother and told her that Miss Suttermill wanted me to invite them over to a dinner at her house, without letting too much into the reason why. After a little coaxing she finally agreed, claiming she hadn't seen Tricia for awhile and it would be good to visit again.
They arrived at around six, and we all sat down to eat. I was nervous thinking this was gonna be the last supper I would ever eat. What if they rejected me, what if they didn't love me anymore then what would I do. Mom Tricia looked towards me and I knew it was time.
I stood up and said, "Mom, Dad, there is alternative reasons for your being invited here. I have something to tell you, and I realize it's not gonna be easy for you to handle, hell it's hard enough for me to tell you, but I just want you to know that it's nothing you all have done, it's just the way things are..."
"It sounds like your gonna tell us your gay or something," my father interupted.
"I am," I replied. and that's when I heard the glass his the floor, followed by a cloud of silence.
CHAPTER EIGHT
The glass hit the corner of the table, slid off and shattered on the floor, Kyle's dad stood there for a few seconds with his mouth wide open, probably trying to comprehend the revelation Kyle had just laid on them. Kyle's mother though was a different story. I saw a look in her eyes that I will never forget and to this day I will never want to see again. It was the look of pure disgust and hate. I stood up and moved closer towards Kyle. I was gonna protect him from whatever she was planning to do to him.
"Kyle,"his mother screamed, "you'll get that silly notion out of your head this instant. It will not be the way things are. Nobody is born gay, since God hates gays, it says so in the bible. Get your things we are going home, and we will discuss this when we get there."
"No," Kyle screamed back, "Why would I choose to be gay, when I see what we go through. We get beat up, ridiculed, and most people hate us. So why would I choose to be an outcast. I have known I was gay since I can remember and nothing you can do or say will change that fact." " You will come home with us now, or you will never be welcomed back into our home," she replied, and somehow or another I knew she was telling the truth.
I could see the tears steaming down Kyle's face and wanted to wrap my arms around him and tell him how much I loved him. I wanted to protect him from whatever harm was coming his way. How could his own mother be so heartless, could she not see the pain she was causing her own son. My mother had told me, when I came out to her that she loved me unconditionally and nothing could ever change that. Kyle was the same person she had raised and loved for sixteen years, and all those years he had been gay, but as long as she didn't know about it, she still loved him. I wanted to say something but didn't know what to say. I just sat there with my head hung low.
"Linda," we all heard a thundering voice behind us. We turned around to see where it came from and saw Kyle's dad standing in the doorway. "That is enough. I will not allow you to tell my son that he is no longer welcome in my home. Yes, my home, I pay the bills so therefore it's my home. I didn't say nothing when you disowned Pete, even though I thought you were making a big mistake. No, I kept my mouth shut and went along with what ever you thought was best. This time I'm not gonna let you disown my son, who I love with all my heart. Look at him Linda," he shouted a little louder, "Look at him, Linda, and tell me what you see."
The tears were now streamin down his face.
"Do you see something different from the person you saw this morning when he left for school?"
I slid my chair closer to Kyle's and under the table reached for his hand. I wanted to show him my support. "He's your son, Linda," Kyle's dad said, "regardless of who he loves, or what he does with his life. He could be a convicted serial killer and I would still love him the same."
"I just can't handle this right now," Linda said, and then she opened the kitchen door and walked out.
My father and Tricia had decided that I would spend the night and stay there for as long as it took for my mother to come around. I didn't sleep very well that night. I could feel Ryan's arms around me as we laid on his bed. His arms were wrapped around me as he rested his head against my back. Even though I felt as if my world was falling apart I knew that no matter what I would never give up the feeling of having the person I loved more then life itself hold me.
"Ryan," I said. "Do you truly love me?"
"With every thing I have deep inside me," he replied.
I turned toward him and began to kiss him, my tounge exploring the sweetness of his mouth. I trailed down his chest sucking on both of his hard nipples. I could feel his boyhood start to expand underneath our bodies. I could feel the passion rising between us. I wanted, no I needed to take him into my mouth. With one quick pull I had his undershorts completely off him, and proceeded to lick his balls. I could feel the heat coming from the tip of his boyhood. I traced my tounge along the underside of it, sending shivers throughout my body. I didn't care what anybody else thought, it felt to good to be wrong. I wrapped my lips around the head and worked my way downwards taking it all into my mouth, sucking for all I was worth. I could feel his heartbeat through his boyhood as he moaned from the pleasure my mouth was giving him. At that moment I felt alive, fufilled, and happy. If I had any doubts in my mind about my being gay, they were quickly shattered, when I felt the first waves of his orgasm sweep through his body. I knew at that moment that he was now a part of me.
"That was the best Kyle," Ryan said. "I wanna return the favor."
He pulled my undershorts off and without pretense took me into his mouth. I knew I was the first cock he had ever sucked, but I quess natural instincts and love took over, because the blowjob he gave me was the greatest I had ever received. I could feel the magic of his mouth as it worked my shaft up and down. Electic tingles raced throughout my body, as he moved his head up and down on my shaft. I gripped the blankets as I felt the waves of my orgasm sweep through my body. He moved up towards me, kissed me and held me, until we both fell asleep.
The annoying sound of the alarm clock woke me from the pleasant dream I was having. In my opinion the person who invented the sound that comes from an alarm clock should be dragged out in the street and shot. I reached over Kyle and turned it off. I hated mornings. "Babe," I said, "time to get up, we need to get ready for school."
I kissed the back of his neck, and then got out of bed. I walked across the bedroom floor towards the bathroom. I could feel the warm rays of the morning sun, through the open curtains hitting my naked body. We had ended up falling asleep naked just enjoy the feel of each others bodies. I turned the water to the shower on, adjusting the temperature to a comfortable setting. I had dreamed about what it would be like when I finally made love to Kyle, and it was better then anything I could have ever dreamed. The only thing that compared to it, and it wasn't even close, not by a mile, was getting to start my first high school football game. I rushed for over two hundered yards, and scored three touchdowns in leading our team to a victory. I could feel the water cascading off my back, when I felt a pair of arms wrap around me.
"Hey babe, "I said, "I was wondering when you were gonna join me."
I felt his hands close around my cock has he started to soap it up. I grew and stretched in his hand as he lathered it real good. I reached behind me and grabbed his cock and began to jerk it like he was doing mine. We washed each other from head to toe, and then helped each other dry off. It was little things like this that made me love Kyle even more. Simple tasks I had took for granted before were now all magical.
When we finally got to the kitchen, mom had set up both out a plate of scrambled eggs, sausage, and tiny fried potatoes, the way she knew I liked them.
"Good morning, boys," she said, "I hope you all slept okay last night."
"We slept great," I said.
She poured us both a cup of coffee, and set them down in front of us. She placed her hand on Kyle's shoulder and asked, "How are you doing sweetie?"
Kyle grabbed her hand. "I still love her mom, and it's gonna be hard but I will not give Ryan up for anything. Maybe Dad can get her to come around."
I couldn't help but hope that he was right, but somehow I really doubted it. We thanked her, gave her each a kiss and headed out to school. With all that had been happening to us since Kyle had come out to his parents, and their reaction I had totally forgotten about another little problem I was gonna have to face.
Namely Jarod Mitchell.