The Geek and the Jock

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THE GEEK AND THE JOCK Written By: Jeff N Edited by: Daniel E Story Consultant: Mark C

Recap from Chapter 3

"Better yet all three of us will take care of each other, all the time."

The three of us just smiled and hugged each other.

Jess had to stay in the hospital for the next two days, but he could be released then. However, the condition was that he could not be home alone. Jess's dad said there was no way he could afford to be off work. My mom volunteered for Jess to stay at our place and we would take care of him, with the help of Daniel. Jess's dad could even have the spare room when he wanted to stay over. All of us thought this was a great idea and we made it happen.

My bed would become Jess's bed. Daniel and I would become his nurses and take care of him. Daniel even got permission from his mom to stay at my house as long as she could help with the food bill.

Monday came, and Daniel and I went to the hospital to move him home...

Chapter 4

We went to the room and found Jess sitting in bed, watching television, As we walked in, he greeted us with a huge smile. The cute dimples that formed at the corners his lips made my heart melt, and soul shout with glee. The boy I'd hopelessly fallen for, the one that had consumed me so completely, was coming home today and I could hardly contain my excitement. Walking to his side, I gave him a careful hug and a soft kiss on the cheek. The mere feel of his skin on my lips made my blood boil.

"I love you," I whispered in his ear.

He looked at me wide eyed, the deep pools filled with doubt. Afraid that I'd broached some hidden psychological barrier, I quickly went onto a safer subject.

"Well, you ready to head out of here and get some decent food?" I asked him.

"More than ready," Jess excitedly proclaimed. His look had changed from one of confusion to one of wonder. I gazed back at him, carefully examining his tortured face.

Jess was starting to heal, but his face still looked like hell. His eyes were open, but were black, blue, green, and yellow beyond belief. The bruises were prominent, but they weren't nearly as angry looking as they had been. His nose was bandaged and broken, but the doctor said it was healing. We'd been informed that his concussion was better, that was good news. We still had watch out for signs of extreme headache or dizziness, which could indicate further troubles. I felt guilty when I considered that there may indeed be further troubles, especially since it was my best friend who'd put Jess here in the first place. I could only hope that we'd get a chance to talk alone later so I'd know how he truly felt about that. As I continued to stare, Jess shifted uncomfortably, caused as much by his broken ribs as the discomfort of my gaze. For those, he was shit out of luck, doomed to ride out the pain until they healed. Unconsciously, I set my hand on his and rubbed his knuckles lightly, hoping the simple gesture would ease his mind and demonstrate my sincerity. Jess looked at our touching hands first, then up and into my eyes. His smile became greater when our stares met.

Even though it was a simple expression, the grin made fireworks go off inside me. 'He smiled at me!' I thought excitedly. In the corner of my mind, I held out hope that maybe, just maybe, I could atone for what happened and things would be okay for the two of us. It may have been a naive assumption, but it was all I had to go on and I refused to let it go. Before I could think things through further, though, a nurse came into the room and began going over Jess' checkout instructions.

As she instructed us on what to do and what not to do, I only half listened. My mind was too fixated on the fact that Jess, the boy I hoped to make mine for a very long time, was coming home. I saw her lips move, but all I heard was "blah, blah, blah." What Jess needed most was the love and support of those who cared for him, and I, for one, was determined to make sure he got it.

After what seemed like hours, the uniformed woman finally shut up. She asked the parents (mine included) to come with her so she could get the required signatures she saw as so important. They dutifully followed, leaving the three of us alone. Our eyes went back and forth, the silence becoming a bit uncomfortable. Knowing we had a job to do, I decided to steer us in that direction.

"Looks like it's time you get you the hell outta here!" I exclaimed to Jess. "I'm gonna bring my truck around to the front door so you don't have to go into the parking lot. Daniel, will you make sure he gets down alright?"

My friend shifted from one foot to the other, nervous that I had assigned him such an important task. "Uh....sure. You can count on me."

Nodding in thanks, I bent down and went to kiss Jess' cheek one more time before leaving. When our faces became closer, though, he turned his head, causing our lips to meet for several seconds. The heat between us was tremendous, and I know I was blushing in shock. Jess, however, looked unfazed as he looked directly at me.

"Thank you," he said softly, taking my hand in his.

"For what?" I asked in confusion.

"For everything," he replied, leaving it at that.

I could have spent hours staring into his big puppy dog eyes, but there was work to be done. I kissed his hand and put it on his chest, trailing my fingers lightly over it as I stepped away. Winking at Daniel in appreciation, I made my to the elevator and set off to bring Jess' chariot around.

With Jermz gone, the two young men nervously observed each other. The last few days had been such a whirlwind that neither remembered, until now, that they hardly knew one another. Jess eyed the vibrant boy from head to toe, wanting to say something but unsure of the reaction he would get. Still, there was something about this new friend that was disarming, something that screamed "he's OK." Taking a deep breath, he decided to plunge forward.

"Daniel, can I talk to you real quick before we go down?" Jess nervously asked.

"Sure what's up?" I replied, curious as to why Jess seemed so tense.

"I don't really remember much of what happened after they beat me the other night, but up until that point, I remember perfectly. It was the football team members or some of them that did this to me. They took me from the street and threw me into a car and took me prisoner. Then they did all of this to me. Something that no one has a right to do to another person. They were just filled with so much hate for me and anger. The look in his eyes was chilling. I'm scared that I'm going home with Jeremy. I mean, what if he was involved in this after all? I don't wanna believe it, but you never know"

"Awe Jess please don't be afraid, I know for a fact that Jeremy had nothing to do with it. When he saw you, he went ballistic. He pushed through the crowd as fast as he could. He had a look of terror on his face that someone could have hurt you. Dude, he went after Chad and almost beat him to death. Hell, it took two guys to keep him off of the guy. I know for a fact that he loves you very much, I can see it in his eyes and in the way he talks about and to you."

I sat there in silence for a few seconds, `What the hell is going on with me?' I thought.

"That's what scares me too, I'm not gay, or at least I don't know for sure. Oh hell Daniel, I don't know what I am. Before Jermz came into the picture, I was happy just taking care of myself. To be honest, I never ever thought about a guy or girl in this way before."

Daniel brought my wheelchair and looked right into my eyes. "Jess, don't worry about it. It doesn't matter if your gay, straight, bi, or somewhere in between. As far as I am concerned, those are just labels people give to people to classify others. You're a human being and if you have feelings for another man, it's great! You need to do what makes you happy. Forget those names and just see what happens."

I just sat there and considered what Daniel had just said to me. You know he was right. What the hell difference did it make if I like Jermz or some girl or some other guy? I was beginning to have feelings for this guy and those feelings felt good. It was something about the way he was, the way he treated me and made me feel special. It was something I had never felt before.

"Do you have feelings for Jeremy?" Daniel asked snapping me out of my daydream.

"Yes, I've never really felt about anyone like I feel about him! It's all so confusing, this thing called love or whatever the hell it is. I say yes, but I don't really know. I mean, I guess I know but I shouldn't because we're so different. Ah shit Daniel, YES I love him! I know I do."

Daniel snickered and looked at me, "Well then just go with your feelings and see what happens. You can't force things. Whatever is destined to happen will happen."

"But what if he wants to have sex with me? I'm not sure that I am ready for that, and if I am, how does it even work? What do I do? I don't even have access to the internet to look at things like that. I mean where do things go and how does it feel. God Daniel, he has to have tons of experience and has to have had sex so many times before. I've never even kissed anyone before the other day. It was awkward as hell! Which way do you tilt you head? How hard do you push? where do you put your hands?" At this point I was getting nervous, tongue tied and started wringing my hands together.

"Well, first of all, as far as sex is concerned, you don't ever, ever do anything you don't want to do; it's your body and your right. If you don't want to kiss, if you don't want to touch his cock, if you don't want to have sex, you tell him NO. Tell Jeremy that if things go too far too fast. He's a really wonderful guy and will understand, I promise."

I cut him off and said "What if I love him and he loves me and expects me to have sex with him? What if he leaves if I say no?" Tears welled up as I spoke, no matter how hard I fought them back.

"Stop Jess!" he said taking my face in his hands, pulling it up so he could look into me eyes. "No matter what, you never have sex with anyone because you've been pressured. If you say no and he leaves you, then what kind of man was he to start with? Understand?"

I nodded my head, feeling so much better than I had. "What the hell have I got myself into here? Why did I have to get him as a lab partner? Why couldn't I just go on with my simple life? I have to admit though. I do feel safe with him and think all this trouble may be worth it in the end."

Daniel smiled at me kindly. "Now as far as what happens when you have sex, well I'm not sure how basic I have to be with sex education here, but when it happens. When you're with the right person, you'll know the time is right and it'll just happen. The feeling different for everyone and I can't tell you what you'll feel. I will tell you that it gets better after the first time or two. For me, the first time Erik entered me it felt like hell. I'd always been the top in our relationship, so when he first entered me, I thought to myself 'my god is this the pain I'd been putting him through?' He was gentle and caring and loving, though. He went slow and soon the pain was gone, giving me a joy and peace I'd never felt before. It was a truly beautiful thing. Now, I can't tell you exactly what you'll experience, but I promise he will be gentle and it'll be amazing." Jess sat there and processed all I'd said. It was obvious he was still unsure, but he looked a bit more at peace than he had moments ago.

"Thanks Daniel," Jess said, hugging him close. "I guess we better get downstairs before Jeremy starts to worry."

Daniel stood up and brought my wheelchair closer to the side of the bed.. Realizing I was still in a hospital gown, he helped me dress quickly, a fierce blush blazing on my face the entire time. When I was clothed, we worked together to get me upright and into the chair. There was nothing sexual in his touch, but I felt something nonetheless. It was a feeling of brotherhood.

"Thank you Daniel, I can tell you're going to be a good friend." He smiled and nodded, feeling embarrassed himself. To avoid further discomfort, he wheeled me into the hall and off toward the elevator..

As we passed the nurses station, the parents were talking and appeared to be done with the paper work. We kept moving and they followed us into the elevator. When the elevator came to rest, Daniel rolled me out and through the large glass doors. It was a rainy cloudy, miserable start of fall day. I guess I should have been depressed, but I really wasn't. I was going home with a man I had deep feeling for. I had some good new friends for the first time in my life. I had a lot to look forward to. Luckily, Jeremy came pulling up quickly, making me happy that I could get out of the cold biting air. Tired of feeling helpless, I mustered all my energy and got up from the chair. Dizziness and weakness overwhelmed me, and my knees buckled. I never hit the ground, though. My knight in shining armor caught me as I began to fall. He picked me up in is strong arms and I wrapped my arms around his neck. Gently, he helped to me the passenger seat, giving me a look of horror every time I winced in pain.

Jeremy must have felt me tense up or heard my gasp. "I am so sorry babe, I didn't mean to hurt you. Are you OK?" I just held my breath and shook my head. As wonderful as it felt to be leaving the hospital, I couldn't help but wonder if it was too soon. My ribs teemed with pain, causing Jeremy's face to contort in panic. He looked back at me with tears forming in his eyes. My heart went out to him and I took my hand and brushed his cheek. My gesture did the trick. Relief came over his gorgeous face and he smiled at me genuinely. Taking great pains to be easy, he closed the door and moved around the truck.

Daniel went around and took the center seat, being careful not to touch me. Jeremy jumped in the drivers' seat and we were off to my temporary home. The ride home was pretty quiet, no one quite sure what to say. Jeremy rested his hand on my thigh, making me feel confused. My thoughts strayed to recent events, causing a sense of fear to well up within me. Half way home, my body began to shake, and tears involuntarily began falling. "NO....NO....NO!" I screamed loudly.

Daniel and Jeremy looked at me in utter terror. I imagine they thought I was physically hurt, but my pain ran much deeper than that. Daniel, being the kind of man he was, took me in his arms and tried to find out the problem.

"Are you in pain Jess? What's wrong?" I didn't answer right away, I couldn't. Every time I opened my mouth, the words got stuck in my throat and the tears fell harder.

"Jess? Answer us! What's wrong?" Jeremy pleaded. When I still couldn't answer, he made a command decision. "That's it, we're going back to the hospital!"

He whipped around in the middle of the road, alarming the three parents following behind us. The tires screeched as he completed the u turn and hit the gas. Returning to the hospital was the last thing I wanted, but my voice wouldn't work normally. Summoning all my strength, I whispered my discontent. "I'm fine. Take me home."

Daniel strained to hear me. "What Jess?"

"HOME!" I managed to call out.

Jeremy slammed on the brakes and steered the truck into a parking lot. "What's wrong babe?" he asked with concern. "Talk to us."

Sweat rolled down my face as I trembled with fear. I had a look over terror in my eyes, every fiber of my being desperate to flee. "Its that corner we just passed. That's where I was when Mark and Randy kidnapped me." I sobbed harder, reliving the horror.

"Those miserable fuckers!" Jeremy screamed. "How could they do this to someone I care for so much? I can't believe Chad, my supposed best friend would think what he did was alright! Baby, I promise I'll make them pay for what happened."

While Jess was flattered that Jermz would defend his honor to such an extent. The cold look in his eyes was scary, however, and sent shivers down the injured boy's spine. Daniel sensed the building discomfort and brought us back to reality.

"Jeremy...calm down! Let's get him home and fast! Step on it!"

Grudgingly, he agreed. Another screech of the tires and we were back on our original course. Luckily, our parents had continued on, but we knew they wondered what in the world was going on. The twenty minute ride to the house was silent.

We pulled into Jeremy's driveway and pulled close to the front door. The parents were waiting for us with deep looks of concern on their faces. Jeremy and Daniel both got out and came around to the passenger door. My dad stood walked over, obviously worried about me. I tried to give him a sign that I was OK, but my current state precluded it. The look of sadness on my face spoke volumes.

Jeremy scooped me out of the truck as gently as he could. Once inside, he laid me down on his overstuffed sofa and took time to put a pillow behind my head. He looked distraught, but tried to put on a brave front for my sake. As he tried to move back, I took his hand and drew it softly across my tear stained face, covering it with small kisses as I went. Everyone in the room crowded around me, filling me with such warm feelings that I began crying again.

My dad looked at me with the saddest eyes and asked, "What's wrong son?"

"Nothing Dad," I said teary eyed. "I really don't feel like I deserve all the love and attention you guys are giving me. I can't begin to imagine how I'll ever repay it."

Rachel came forward and kissed my head. "We don't need payment from those we love, Jess. The only thing we want from you is for you to get better."

My dad took my hand lovingly and got emotional. "Son, I thank God every minute that you're alive and here with me. I don't know what I would have done without you. Don't worry about a thing. Just focus on getting healthy again and everything else will take care of itself. I love you more than anything in this world. Jess"

We hugged tightly, ignoring the pain I felt in his embrace. "Thanks, dad. I love you too." I turned to look at everyone crowded in around me. "Thank you to all of you too. I know I'm gonna be OK, but please be patient with me." They nodded and offered words of encouragement. I was still astounded that I had such an unyielding support system.

After my little thank you, I calmed myself down. We all sat down, Jeremy by my side. He took my hand and laced our fingers together. Rachel took over at that point, the lawyer in her bursting forth..

"First of all, Jess, you're not to walk alone or do anything that requires physical strain. It goes without saying that you'll be out of school for a while. Jon, your dad and I all have jobs, but we've made arrangements to take some time off so we can help you heal. The boys will be bringing your assignments home, and they'll help keep you up to date. One of us will be able to be with you at all times."

I smiled at her kindness, but a worrisome thought crept into mind that just had to be answered.

"Can I ask where I'll be sleeping while I'm here?"

My dad spoke up saying, "We, meaning Rachel, Joe, and I, sat down and had a long talk about this. We've decided that you'll stay in Jeremy's room, in his bed."

I sat there and looked at my dad with a shocked and stupid look on my face. I couldn't believe he was serious. How did he know, and for that matter, why was I not getting a "no sex until you're married" speech?

"Dad... How... Why?"

"Jess, we all know how you two feel about each other. We'd be fools not to notice the way you two are around each other. Now, I don't know how far this relationship has gone, and that's none of our business. You boys are adults, you're eighteen years old and we trust you to do the right and safe thing. And by boys, I mean all three of you," dad said, looking at Jeremy, Daniel and me.

I was totally in shock that he wasn't as much in the dark as I'd assumed. "How.....how did you know?" I choked out.

"I've suspected it for a while, but when I saw the way you and Jeremy looked at each other, I had all the proof I needed," he said.

"And you're not mad and going to kill me?" I asked sheepishly.

"Jess, how can you even say that. You're my only son and I would love you no matter what. That's what dads do." Reaching into his pocket and pulling out a card, he handed it to me. On its face was a phone number I didn't recognize. "That's a number I want you to call if you have questions about this. While I'd love to help, lord knows I know very little about being a gay man."

"What is this some kind of gay hotline for new users?" chuckling lightly as I said it.

"No that's your Uncle Pat's number. He should be able to answer any questions you have."

I looked at my father open mouthed, surprised the uncle I'd known most of my life was like me. "You mean Uncle Pat's gay?"

"Yes. He came out to me during college and my love for him has never changed. He and his partner, George. will be a big help to you, and don't be afraid to go to them for any reason. They know you might be calling them."

"Wow Dad, thanks for being the greatest Dad in the whole world." I said with a huge smile on my face, or at least as big of smile as I could get with my smashed face.

I looked over at Rachel and Jon, who sat smiling and nodding in agreement. "When Jeremy was a freshman, he came out to us. I have to admit, it was a total shock. We love our son, though, so we talked a lot and came to understand his feeling and desires. It got rocky at times, but we made it through together."

"It was the weirdest moment of my life!" Jermz confessed. "I didn't know what to say, so I blurted out 'Mom, Dad, I'm gay and I love looking at men!' They looked at each other for a few moments before mom said 'Is that all? We thought you were in some kind of trouble!' We spent the rest of the night talking and hugging. I knew when I went to bed that I had the greatest parents any gay guy could ask for."

Jess couldn't help but be skeptical. "So you were shocked, but got over it quickly. What made you decide to be so accepting of the fact that you had a gay son?"

"Jess, it wasn't like we haven't been around gay people before. My roommate in college was gay, and Marsha, one of the partners in Rachel's firm is a lesbian. Knowing how delightful they are gave us the strength to realize that gay people are essentially like everyone else. The most important thing was our son's happiness, and if this made him happy, then we as parents owed to our son to support him unconditionally," Jon explained.

Before much else could be said, Rachel announced that the police would be arriving soon to give an update on my case.

Rachel turned to my dad and said, "Russ I need you to give me a dollar, right now." He reached for his wallet and pulled out a one dollar bill, handing it to her in confusion.

Turning to Jess she said, "Congratulations, you've retained my services as your lawyer. Anything we talk about will be considered privileged information. When the police get here, just answer their questions as honestly as you can and if there's something you don't want to answer, just look at me and I'll handle it. If they ask something I don't want you to answer, I'll cut them off. Got it?"

I sighed and had that deer in the headlights look. "I suppose. I'm so tired of thinking about this, though." Jeremy clutched my hand and stroked my knuckles softly. Usually, the touch made me feel safe and calm. Knowing I would have to tell my story, it did nothing to calm me.

It wasn't long until the door bell rang. Jon got up and answered it. He came back with a tall man dressed in a dark sport coat. I assumed he was a police detective.

Jon spoke and said "Everyone this is Detective Lawson. Detective, this is my wife Rachel, Jess, Jeremy, Daniel and Jess' father, Russ." The detective shook our hands and said hello to each of us.

"Detective Lawson, you should also know that Jess has retained me as his attorney of record." Rachel said, handing the man one of her business cards.

"Here's what's going on," Detective Lawson began. "We are currently reviewing the case with the district attorney. We've gotten a list of the people at the party and have interviewed everyone there. So far, it's about the football team and few others. The story's been the same from everyone we've interviewed, so that's good news. We've arrested Chad Simons, Mark Roder and Randy Kline. Right now, they've been charged with assault, but I expect more charges to be brought against them soon."

"What do I need to do with all this?" I asked, feeling like my world was about to come crashing down.

"I have a few questions that I have to ask you so we can proceed with this. Hopefully you'll help fill in the holes," the detective said.

"Fine, let's get this over with." I had a huge knot in my stomach and felt like I might puke at any time. Looking at Jeremy by my side, though, gave me strength. 'I can do this' I thought.

Over the next half hour, the detective asked the facts about the case, all of which I answer to the best of my ability. I admit it was so damn hard, making me cry a lot and feel like shit. At one point, I thought 'why even go through this?' But each time I had a problem, I looked at Jeremy and he gave me the strength to get through it.

It was getting near the end of the interview and Rachel allowed me to answer all the questions until the detective asked me in a condescending voice, "Are you a homosexual man?"

Before I could even get my mouth in gear to say anything, Rachel jumped up and, in a most irritated tone said, "Detective now you and I both know you should NOT be asking that. It has no bearing on your investigation. I know you're going to bring up the fact that this could be a hate crime and I will address that with the district attorney, not the police department."

The detective sat there and mumbled something under his breath. "Fucking homo fags."

Before anyone could say anything, Rachel blew a gasket. "Detective, I suggest you do your job and forget any bias you have in this matter. In fact, you just sit there and listen to this."

The whole room went silent and stared at the exchange was going on, worried about what might happen next. Rachel reached into her pocket and took out her cell phone. After pushing a few buttons she put the phone to her ear.

"Good evening, Chief Lewis, this is Rachel Lawton. We have a serious issue with the case I am handling." ... "It involved the prejudice of your investigating officer, a Detective Lawson." ... "Very well chief I will see you in your office at 9 a.m. tomorrow and I will be sure to tell Lawson that also." With that she hung up the phone.

The detective sat there open mouthed and in amazement. "Now detective you will be in the chief's office at 9 a.m. tomorrow and until that time I suggest your get you sorry ass out of my house and never come back." With that Jeremy and Daniel stepped forward and the detective sensed it was high time he made an exit.

I was surprised that I was not more upset than I was at what was said, but in the back of my mind I knew Rachel would handle that piece of crap and he would probably be lucky to have a job by 9:05 tomorrow morning. Jeremy sat down and started to comfort me which I thought I didn't need. He just put his arm around me and stroked my hair. I was wrong I did need that and what he was doing was the best medicine I could have. His arms were so strong but yet his touch was so gentle and caring. I just shut my eyes for a few seconds and rested my head against his side. I could feel him breathing in and out. I was somewhat at peace with the events that had just happened. I gently raised my head and looked at the parents and my friends sitting there looking at me with looks of wonder on their faces.

"Can I saying something please?" Jess said.

"Of course you can, honey." Rachel said.

I took in a deep breathe which, in truth hurt when my lungs expanded against the broken ribs in my side. I let it out and I am not sure if it was because of the pain or because of what I was thinking, but a single tear ran down my cheek and fell on Jeremy's arm. "I was taken off the street in broad daylight because these bastards decided that I was gay, a faggot or a queer, whatever you want to call it, and I was different. They were going to make an example of me and teach me, and others, a lesson. They stripped me, dressed me up in a cheerleaders outfit, the put make up on my face, and tied me to a fucking board. They tied me to a fucken piece of board like I was nothing more than a piece of trash or a bug that they could do what they want to. A bug they could pull the arms and legs off of and have fun with." At this point I began to break down and Jeremy pulled me into a tighter grip with his strong muscular arms. The feeling was one of comfort and love, it helped my gather my feelings back up, but I held up my hand, and started again.

"Then those bastards beat me, I remember hanging there by the crub bindings that they used. I looked at Chad and he had a steely look in his eyes. A look of hate, but it was more than that, I can't even describe it. I remember looking into those eyes and not being able to speak because they had shoved a rag or something in my mouth. I remember our eyes meeting as he pulled his fist back to start to pummel my body. The look that I was trying to convey to him with me eyes was a look of pleading, to please stop, don't do this. The look in his eyes remained the same expect for just a split second he seemed to be saying I am sorry. Then his closed fist hit him in the left side. I felt my ribes give way and the bones cracking. Then a blow to my belly, it took my breathe away and thought I was going to die from not being able to get air. Once he thought he had finished with my body he moved his anger and his fist higher, he turned his attention to my face. The first blow was the one to my nose. I remember hearing the cartilage break and the blood beginning to fly. I felt the pain and thought to myself I knew I was going to die. I was scared, alone, afraid and no one was there to help me. I remember seeing your face Jeremy, wishing I had known you longer. I wondered at one point why you were not stopping this, this is the football team doing this, you are the captain, you should be here to stop this. Sometime after this painfully ugly thought left my head I passed out, thank god for that."

I looked up at Jeremy and saw a deep look of pain and fear in his eyes. He began to say something but I just put my finger to his soft warm beautiful lips and said, "It ok I know I was wrong thinking that, you care about me and would never have any part of that."

I looked around the room, the concerned look on everyones faces. "I was told that they put me in some backroom and then they partied. Those pompus assholes drank their beer and booze, danced and partied, kissed there girlfriends and who knows what else while I hang there dying. I was brought out to be the centerpiece of the party, like I was a party favor. What person in their right mind would think that any of this was right in whatever world they lived in. This had to be the work of sick and twisted people. From what I was told, the words they used were; to have fun with me and I would be disposed of later. They treated me no better than a wild animal." After saying those words `they would dispose of me later', I shuttered and grew cold inside.

"I want those bastards to pay, the way I paid. I know I can't beat them the way they beat me, that would be wrong. But I want them to pay. What I really want to know is if these two people (pointing to Jeremy and Daniel) had not been there, what would have happened to me? Not one other person out of all of them lifted a finger to help me. I want them to pay too."

Once I finished my speech I calmly stated, "Jeremy, please help me to bed, I'm tired now." I was totally exhausted, I felt sick to my stomach, I was week, I just wanted sleep.

Jeremy and Daniel just looked at each other, both got up, with Jeremy on one side and Daniel on the other, the slowly, painfully helped me to my feet. I had been sitting there to long, things had begun to stiffen. I gasped a couple times in pain. I just looked at them both and nodded. We made our way to Jeremy's bedroom or should I say our bedroom. Daniel was behind me giving me some support while Jeremy was in front of me.

"Ok babe, we got to get you ready for bed here." He slowly, gently raised my arms above my head and slipped my shirt off. I was a painful process, with me grunting and groaning most of the time, but we made it. It was easy for me to throw the flip flops off my feet. Jeremy started taking down the shorts I was wearing which went like clockwork.

Daniel leaned into me a little, "You ready Jess, I am going to lower you into the bed."

"Wait guys." I said. I felt embarrassed but leaning forward I whispered into Jeremy's ear. "Can you take my underwear off I am used to sleeping that way if you don't mind." He smiled and got very nervious for a minute.

"Ahhh hey Daniel would you mind turning around for a minute I got to do something here for Jess?" Daniel just looked at me with a confused look on his face.

I let out a little laugh which gave me a stabbing pain in my ribs, "Its cool Jeremz, Daniel has seen me naked before, go ahead."

Jeremy stood straight up and kind of gave me a questioning look and gave Daniel a look of like what is going on here. "I thought you guy didn't know each other before this started?"

"Easy big boy, Daniel helped me get out of my lovely hospital gown and get into this he saw me naked, but thanks for being jealious." I thought to myself `wow, the star hunk football quarterback was actually upset thinking I had been with Daniel.'

Jeremy face turned a dark shade of crimson, he worked at slowly removing them from my body. Once naked Daniel took over now and got me situated in the center of one of the most comfortable beds I have ever been in.

"How ya doing Jess, I am not hurting you am I?" Daniel said.

"Nothing I cant handle." Truth be told it felt like he was ripping my body apart and I wanted to scream, but I knew he was helping me and doing his best. I didn't want to say anything and show that I was weak so I endured the pain.

I looked at my two care providers, they too looked exhausted. They both undressed, Daniel down to his underwear but Jeremy went all the way down to his birthday suit. `God he was gorgeious I thought to myself'. Jeremy crawled in bed on my left side and gently cuddled me. He felt so safe, warm and strong. I just lay there in his arms thinking what a lucky boy I was.

Daniel headed over to the couch along the far wall in Jeremy's room and started to lie down.

"Daniel, get your ass over here and get rid of those shorts." I said flipping back the covers on my right side.

"You sure man, I mean your boyfriend might not like it. And I'm not sure mine will either," Daniel countered looking uneasy at Jeremy not knowing whether he would get his ass kicked or what.

"Shut up and get in here, you have seen use both in all our glory, its about time we see you. We are all friends here and we sure as hell aren't going to do anything." Jeremy said.

"Ok." Daniel said smiling walking his hot ass over to the bed. When he got to the edge he dropped his boxer briefs and kicked them back over by the rest of his clothes. He climbed up on the right side of the bed and covered up.

Once we were all settled, I said, "Hey, Daniel, I didn't really know I had a boyfriend." Giving Jeremy a smirk.

"Well, I just figured you and Jeremy?" Daniel asked, confusion dripping from every word.

"Well, someone has not asked me yet, so officially I am a single man." I cheekily responded watching Jeremy out of the corner of my eye.

Jeremy had an ominuios look on his face and without saying a word he through the covers back and jumped out of bed. He ran out of the room naked with his half hard cock bouncing in front of him. I just got a wide smile on my face and thought to myself how lucky I am. I also noticed that Daniel took a nice long at Jeremy. I didn't blame him over even get mad, in fact I was kind of proud knowing the man that loved me was being looked at by another hot guy and he was all mine.

Before two long Jeremy came bounding back into the bedroom with something behind his back. His foot caught on the edge of the throw rug next to his desk and he ended up falling on the floor hitting his knee and rolling to a stop at the side of the bed. Seeing all of this happen sent Daniel into a laughing fit, I would have been right there with him laughing but it hurt my to much so mine was much more subdued.

"Stop it you guys its not funny, I tripped and could have hurt myself." He said his face turning red from embarrassment.

"Awww poor baby you going to be ok?" I said giving him a huge smile.

Getting back from his prone position on the floor, going to one knee he Jeremy reached out and took my hand, looking into my eyes. "Jess, my love will you do me the honor of being my one and only boyfriend for now, forever?"

I just started to shake, I could feel tears building up in my eyes. With y other hand I think I actually grabbed Daniel's free hand and began to squeeze it. All that I could manage to croak out before starting to cry as a soft "Yes."

"How cool is this, I witnessed the forming of a new couple." Daniel just said, smiled and trying to get his hand broke loose from my grip.

I was so emotional at this point I had forgotten what Jermz had behind his back. "Jess you know its kind of a tradition in our school that when your on the football team and you start going out with someone that that someone wears your jersey with pride. Well I want you to wear my jersey with pride and love so that everyone knows we are together. " He then pulled the jersey from behind his back and handed it to me.

I extended my trembling hand and took the jersey and opened it up. Tears still streaming down my face, looking at the black jersey with red stripes under the arms. It had a huge number ten on the front and back in white and then his name `LAWTON' on the back. I just lay there and stared at it.

"Why are you crying babe, you should be happy." Jeremy said extending his powerful arm and putting it around my chest.

I managed to choke out, "It's the smell, when is the last time you washed this thing, it smells aweful."

Jeremy just burst out laughing.

"Yeah Jeremy that thing does seem a little rank." Daniel and pinching his nose shut.

"Yeah before the last game, I haven't had time to wash it with all this going one. I promise I will clean it before you wear it babe." Taking the jersey and putting it on the floor, at the same time bending down, kissing my lips with his ever so soft one. Without even thinking my mouth opened to accept his tounge and we batlled each other to see who would win for a few seconds before he pulled away.

He hopped back out of bed and ran over to the other side where Daniel was laying and launched himself at Daniel coming to land on his abs. Stradling him with one leg on either side of his body. I think Daniel was shocked by the action and brought his arms up in defense. Jeremy grabbed his arms and pinned them on the pillow above him head. Daniel not sure what was going on just lay there with an unknowing look on his face.

"You know mister football kicker man, I would be careful what you say about the smell of the quarterbacks jersey, I can't help it I use it more than you kickers do." He bent his head down and put his lips right down next to Daniels ear and whispered something I could not hear.

"Thank you for being here for us during this, love you man, you're a good friend." Daniel just raised his head up and gave Jeremy a peck on the cheek.

Just a quick as he jumped on the bed he jumped off and returned to original positons on my left.

All three of us lay there and fell asleep in what seemed a matter of seconds. When I woke up I was not sure where I was. My eyes opened and I had someone on my right and someone on my left and a lady saying "I brought your boys up a sandwich dinner. You better get up and eat." I watched her as she set the tray of food on the table infront of the sofa. Jeremy, I assume, without thinking threw the covers back actually exposing all three of us. He didn't seem to be bothered by the fact that he was naked infront of his mother but I Daniel and I both launched our hands infront of what we could cover.

"You boys better get some clothes on, we don't need any of you catching cold, do we? She said as she walked out the door.

I looked at Jeremy in disbelief, "what are you doing that's your mother."

He just looked at me from the sofa, picking up one of the sandwiches, "yeah she is seen me naked before, if you live here she will see you naked to, get used to it."

"Don't you think she thought, well you know, she thought, you, well, that, well, ummm, that, you, Dan, me you know?" I sputtered out.

Jeremy just laughed, "I don't know what she thought but that's up to her."

I Just shook my head and started to try to get up until I was struck by pain and then I remembered why I was here. Daniel helped get me out of bed and we were both naked of course. In the course of him standing me up I had to brace my self against him and my hand went directly on his firm abs, it felt so good and so strong. Our cocks inadvertently touched each others, our eyes just met and we smiled. He helped me over to the sofa and sat me down and he sat next to me.

I wondered to myself `is the the way life is going to be running around the house naked. I am not sure I will get used to this but it sure is fun.' I smiled shoving a sandwich in my mouth because I was starved.

We had finished eating all that Rachel had brought up to use. Daniel said that he was going to head back to his house, but he would be back at about ten o'clock. He needed to pick up some things he would need. He got dressed and was gone.

Jeremy helped me to the bathroom and into the shower. The shower in this house was on of those walk in showers that are made of glass block and have like two dozen shower heads. Then there is this control console on the wall that's like a computer, it could be programmed for anything you want, I think evening cooking dinner. It was the easiest for him to just come in the shower with me.

He had his arms around my waste to steady me. His touch on my body flt so good. I knew that this is what I wanted for the rest of my life to have this strong beautiful sensitive man hold me and care for me. It was something that I never had, and I never wanted to loose it.

He helped me wash my whole body, he was gentle in the areas that were broken and bruised. His touch was so soft, caring and sentual, I just wanted to melt right into him. It showed me that he loved and cared for me in his heart. He suddenly stopped when he came to my private areas. He became very uncomfortable and I just looked at him. I nodded my head and smiled at him giving him the permission he sought to go ahead. He gently washed my ass, he spread my ass open exposing my boy pussy to human eyes for the first time. He gently and caringly washed me running his index finger over my rosebud. It caused me to tense up and shutter for a moment.

He whispered in my ear gently nibbling on my lobe, "You like that?"

All I could do is moan in response. He finished is wash or more correctly massage on my ass. He turned me around slowly and began the front. He started washing my cock with the soft washcloth, he was very careful. It didn't seem to matter though, in a second it began to stand up on its own.

"I'm sorry about that," His embarrassment evident in his beautifully perfect voice. I didn't care in the least it had been way to many days since I had any remote chance or even felt like playing with it. I needed this so much.

"Don't be sorry, it feels so amazing. Please don't stop, it's been days!" I pleaded.

Jeremy just looked at me and smiled. As he began to stroke my rock hard cock, it expanded to it full eight inches faster than I ever remember. He stood so close to me I could feel the heat radiate from every muscle in his body. I just looked straight ahead at his chest because of out height difference that was where my eyes were. I could feel breathe above me, it was becoming slower and more raged as time went by.

What he was going to me felt so good, it felt erotic, I had never been touched in this manner by another person either boy or girl. I put one hand on his shoulder and leaned my back against the side wall of the shower. It felt oh so amazing to have him doing this to me. His hand just seemed to glide up and down the shaft. The warm water was cascading over our bodies. Between the water and the shower gel there was plenty of lubrication. He seemed to know just the right speed to go, when to speed up, when to slow down and even when to stop. I leaned back and rested against the wall of the shower. My legs began to get weak and it felt like bolts of electricity were flowing through my body from every direction. I knew it was only his hand but it felt like nothing I had ever felt before. Every muscle in my body seemed to tense up and my back began to arch. It felt as if my toes were going to curl into the bottom of the shower. My left hand held onto the shower bar mounted to the wall, I thought I was going to rip it off the block wall. My right hand grabbed onto Jermz shoulder, the finger nails just dug into the flesh. My mind became clouded, I was not even sure where I was. I began to feel a churning in my balls and they both pulled up tight into my body. I could even feel my seed moving up my penis. Then it began, the first rope of cum broke thru the end. It flew farther then I ever knew it could, landing on Jermz head. Then came about six more ropes that landed on his face, chest and abs.

I collapsed against him and he held me up with his strong arms as I said, "I'm sorry I made such a mess."

He just smiled and said, "It's in the perfect place to clean it all up, and I'd gladly do it again and again."

After that, we got out of the shower, he helped me to dry off and then dried himself, he ever so softly helped me back into bed. He had to do a couple things, but once he was done, my wonderful boyfriend joined me and we just cuddled together and watched some television.

I went outside and got in my car thinking to myself, `I have really made two really special close friends here. I am glad I have them.'

I put the key in the ignition and fired it up, backed out and headed across town to get my stuff. When I drove into the driveway, I got the shock of my life. I looked like someone had robbed our house there was clothes, shoes, books and other items strewn all over the front lawn and the porch. I looked around and begin to realize that it was all of my things. It looked like every belonging I has was pitched out here is this mess. `What the fuck is all this, what happened here?' I was just going to bound up the steps when I saw my ass of a step-father sitting in a chair on the corner of the porch.

"You have thirty minutes to pick up your gay, ass, homo, queer shit up and get it and yourself the hell out of our lives forever. I don't want you or any gay, fag living under the same roof as me and my kids. Daniel, Daniel I was beginning to wonder about you and that pretty boy friend Erik. Then with you coming to the aid of that kid that got beat up, it confirmed my suspicions. What Daniel were you fucking him under my roof? Your no better than that kid is, and you deserve the same," My step father said as he walked back into the house, carrying his baseball bat.

I stood there in shock. My legs and arms were numb, I could not move. I knew he meant business; he and I have never really gotten along. He had married my mom about four years ago. He never really did anything to me but I could tell he really never understood or cared for me. He always thought his two sons were the best, and I was shit. I felt like going inside, but I knew it would make it worse for my mom. So, I just stood there and started to cry, not knowing what to do. I had no money to live on, I was eighteen, so I was an adult and there was nothing the police could do. I was fucked. At least I would have a couple weeks to stay with Jeremy and Jess until he was heeled. I began grabbing all of my stuff and just throwing it in the trunk and back seat of my car. Atleast the car was mine I bought and paid for that. If worse came to worse I would have to live in my car at the parking lot of one of the large chain stores. I managed to get it all picked up under the thirty minutes. I got in my car, cried, and drove around, not knowing where to go. I thought how could this happen to me? How could my mom let him do this to me? That's easy because he was the biggest asshole jerk in the world. He had the money and without him my mom would be nothing and money was important to her. I guess way more important than I was.

I called my boyfriend, Erik, who lived in the next town, but he was not due back into town for a couple days from his vacation. I left a message knowing he would not call back that night. I also knew that going to stay with him was out of the question. He was not out to his parents and I could never ask him to do that so I could stay there.

It got to be after ten, I decided to go back to Jeremy's place and try to keep this a secret from them. When I went into the house, Rachel and Joe were sitting at the kitchen table having some ice cream before heading to bed. Rachel asked me if I wanted a bowl and I accepted as I sat down.

I still don't know how she knew, but Rachel asked, "What's wrong?"

I just burst into tears, I put my head down on the table and just cried. "My step father told me to get out of their lives for good, he didn't need a faggot living in his house. I found all my stuff out on the lawn. So much for staying strong and keeping a secret. I have no money and no place to go. I am lost." What was said next surprised the hell out of me.

"Well son our home is your home until you don't need it anymore," Joe said.

"Sir, there is no way I can afford to pay you rent, or even for food, I don't even have a job."

"First, I am not a sir, second, you will never pay me one cent for a room or board you get in this home. You are welcome to stay here as long as you want. You can work out the details with Jeremy," With that, he reached into a drawer, pulled out a key, and slid it to me.

"Come and go as you please, this is your home now," Joe finished.

I just looked at them in awe and said, "how can you do this, how can you to be so special and warm and caring, and how can others be so evil?"

"It's just who we are," They both said in unison.

I looked around and asked, "Joe, Rachel, I know you have given me so much already and I appreciate it but I need to ask you a question. It's about my boyfriend Erik, we have been together for two years now and I love him very much, and I don't know if I can be away from him. Could he come over here some of the time?"

"Of course, he is as welcome as Jess or anyone else, as long as you follow the rules. We don't care what you two do, and even if you do it under our roof, just please always be careful and safe." They said.

I turned nineteen shades of red and just looked down and said, "Thank you, Mom and Dad." And I laughed.

"You're welcome son," Came out of them at the same time.

I hugged both of them and then headed up to bed. I got undressed and started to make up the couch, but the two boys would have nothing of the sort.

"Get your ass over here and in bed with your friends!" we both yelled as Daniel tried to make up the couch.

He obediently walked over and climbed in on the right side. We could both tell that there was something wrong. It did not take much to get it out of Daniel and he told us the whole story. In a way, I was delighted to have a new friend living in the house, but I was sad that he had to go through all this bullshit. He also told us about Erik, and that he would be home in a few days so we could meet him.

It didn't take long and I had two snoring boys, one on my left and one on my right. I could not get comfortable, until I finally moved onto my left side with my arm over Jeremy. My hand came to rest on Jeremy's cock and I felt it begin to twitch and get hard. I gently stroked it as it arose to its full length of about seven inches. I decided I better not do too much, seeing as I would wake him up. As I withdrew my hand I heard him mumble to please don't stop.

I thought he was awake, but I came to find out that he was half awake and half asleep. I continued to gently stroke his cock until I felt it begin to swell in my hand. This is something I had never experienced before with a cock other than my own. It was not long until his cum began to gently flow out of his cock's head. He never did say a word, but he did have a smile on his face. I just smiled back, thinking about how lucky I was.

Through the night I must have rolled around between the two boys in bed with me seeing as I ended up on my right side, facing Daniel. I woke the next morning actually spooning Daniel's naked body. I felt that my cock was totally hard and it was pressed into the crack of Daniel's ass. I jerked when I realized where I was.

Daniel just said "Feels nice."

"I am so sorry, don't tell Jeremy please," I asked, my sense of panic rising.

"Tell Jeremy what?" I heard come from over my shoulder, and I knew I was in so much trouble. Fuck how was I doing to explain be cuddled up to Daniel and having my hard cock is his ass crack.

I burst into tears and just shouted out, "I am so sorry Jeremy, Daniel I didn't mean to do it I am so sorry."

I reached for the pillow and just covered my head and began to cry. I knew I had fucked things up by getting hard and sticking my cock in Daniels butt crack.

Both Jermz and Daniel propped themselves up on their elbows on either side of me. What I could not see is their enjoyment in what I was going through. Daniel pointed to my raging hard on and without saying a word he got the story through to Jeremy, who just smiled and nodded.

The next thing I felt was a hand on my hard on beginning to stroke it. It felt good but I could not believe jermz would be doing this in front of Daniel. Then I heard Jermz whispering in my ear, "Jess its ok you did nothing wrong, Daniel is a good looking guy and he turned you on, its so cool, I am not mad or upset, we are all friends here. Besides look at what you have done to Daniel, I think he likes you."

I slowly stopped crying a peaked out from under my pillow and I could see Daniel laying there with his rock hard penis pointing towards me. I just stared in awe as Daniel lay there smiling at me with some kinda shitty assed grin on his face. Between the massage my cock was getting and Daniel's hard on I was unable to move. I began to regain my sense but something was not right. I followed Daniel's arm and as I followed it, I realized it was not Jermz that was jacking me off it was Daniel.

My eyes jerk up to look as Jermz who was just watching what was going on with a look of satisfaction on his face. Then I jerked back to Daniel who also had that look on his face. Then I looked down to my cock which was now harder than I had ever felt it. It felt like it was going to rip through the skin or rip off my body it was so hard. I had never felt anything like this before in my life. Not when I had jacked myself off and not when Jermz had played with me in the shower the night before.

Daniel felt totally different than what Jermz had felt like. He would go to the base and gently stroke up the shaft of my cock all the way to he head and then wrap his fist around my head and twist ever so gently. he would then use his index finger to play with my piss slit before beginning to decend. It felt amazing. It was almost un describable. I felt in my head that I should object to him playing with my cock but neither of them seemed to mind. If felt so good and I couldn't get out the words so I just lay back and enjoyed.

Jermz ran his hand gently across my abs and soon found the hard outstretched cock of Daniel. He began working on him. I was too sore to try and reach Jermz and give him pleasure, but as I soon saw he was taking care of it himself. I looked at the three of us laying there cocks in hand, we were all so different. Jeremy was the jock, the confident cocky muscle bound athlete, at six foot two inches tall and about 185 ponds, he had the best body I had ever seen. Well defined and muscle upon muscle, dirty blonde hair, and amazing deep brown eyes. I looked over at Daniel, he did not have the muscles that Jermz did but he had a decent body. Like Jermz he had little hair on his body, which made me like it even more. He had blonde hair, real blonde hair that was thick and medium length pulled to one side. His eyes were the deepest green I had ever seen. Daniel stood at about six feet tall and I would say around 160 pounds or so. They were both gorgeous. Then there was me in the center. Five feet two inches tall and barely over a hundred pounds. Dark brown medium length hair parted, brown eyes to match the hair which were usually covered with glasses so that I could see. I was proud of my body because I walked and worked out some. I showed some muscle but not a lot. I was the classic geek. I think to myself what would these two georgious guys want with me.

The next thing I found myself doing was checking the three of us out making a comparison. What guy doesn't find them selves doing that. I looked at Jermz first and he had a nice seven inch cock that was fairly thick. He had been circumcised and it was obvious that he did a lot of manscaping to keep his pubic hair trimmed in a nice orderly fashion. Next I looked over at Daniel. His cover has thinner than Jermz but just as long. He was also cut. I also noted that when Jermz was playing with Daniel he was leaking a lot more precum than either of us. Then I looked down to my cock. I knew every inch of it by heart. It stood at a proud eight inches and was a nice thickness, also cut. My mind wandered `I wonder what it would be like to be with a guy with and uncut cock. How different would that be and how different would that feel.'

I was soon pulled back to reality when Daniel's cock began erupting his seed all over my chest. The sight of this caused my nuts to constrict up tight to my body and I was soon delivering volley after volley of my own seed. Daniel had control of the aim of my cock and it sprayed in all directions hitting the three of us. Jermz brought up the rear. He was no a sprayer when he came. He was a oozer. The cum just sort of oozed out of him and made this huge pool. The three of us lay there for a while just feeling the love we all had. Jermz kisses me and I kissed him back, but Daniel refraned from any kissing with us.

The three of us headed into the bathroom to take a shower. God knows there was plenty of room in there for the three of us together.

To be continued...