First of all, if you're not at least eighteen, then stop reading now. If it's against the law where you live to read this type of stuff, then that's your fault for living there, but don't read it. Other than that, this is my story, so don't go telling it like it's yours. LOL. Now sit back and relax, and I will tell you the tale. There's no sex in this chapter, but I think it sets the people in the story so you understand where they're coming from.
"I just thought I'd go and leave you to get some sleep. But I want you to know that, for me, this has been a dream come true. And I'd very much like to do it again, but don't say 'yes' right now. E-mail me. You know the addy. I'll be there, OK?"
After D was dressed, he leaned down and kissed Elijah on the lips first, then on the forehead and ran his fingers thought his fine hair and just looked into his eyes smiled and said, "I hope I'll see you later... maybe."
As D was driving home, he knew that no matter how long he lived, that this would be a night he would never forget.
Chapter Nine
As Coach D was driving along thinking about what just happened, he made a mental note to call Lloyd the next day to check on his star swimmer.
As the four sixteen-year-olds entered the upstairs apartment, Wheeler, being the good host he was, asked if anyone wanted something to drink. The boys shouted their preferences and soon settled onto the couch and two chairs. Glenn sat next to Ritchie on the couch. Wheeler sat on the smaller chair, and Lloyd took the computer chair and moved it over to where Wheeler was sitting.
"So," Ritchie said, "how long have you two been together?"
"About three days," both Wheeler and Lloyd said with a little laugh.
Ritchie just smiled, looked at Glenn, and said, "Newbies." Both he and Glenn chuckled.
Lloyd looked at Ritchie and with some hesitation in his voice said "Um Rich, tell me something."
"Fire away." Glenn then elbowed him with a smile.
Lloyd continued, "What did you really see from your window?"
Ritchie said, "Man it was one hot sight."
Glenn added, "And it was so tender as well."
Lloyd looked surprised as Wheeler said, "You were there too?"
Glenn just nodded, and Ritchie said, "Yes, right in front of me."
"Now I get it," said Lloyd. "That's what you meant when you said 'nice sunrise for two lovers to watch together'."
"Yeah," Glen countered, "I'm really sorry about that Lloyd," and then added, "I wasn't at all trying to scare you."
"Man, you had me so fucked in the head, Glenn. I was really worried."
"Yeah, I was only trying to get you to stop long enough to talk to me. It's like we're on the same team. And only when I saw you and Wheeler did I know that it was safe to kind of seek you out... so to speak."
"So you guys have been together since you were, what, thirteen?" Wheeler asked.
"Yeah, we sort of caught on to each other right away."
Lloyd looked puzzled. "Caught on to each other?"
Ritchie looked at Glenn without saying anything. Glenn just nodded. Ritchie knew it was OK to continue. "Well, we were both in the eighth grade. We really didn't know each other at all."
"I was so damn horny," Glenn added.
"I got out of class and ran to the bathroom and was just going to jack off," Ritchie continued. "When I got there, I didn't know that Glenn was already in there. In my haste, I never looked, and he was right in the middle of doing just what I was going to do. I never heard a thing till I was way too deep into it."
"Yeah," said Glenn, "I was like pounding for that great feeling and didn't hear him come in."
A little red in the face Ritchie went on, "Well, I was like pounding away and was moaning some guy's name, and Glenn was like 'Oh... Yeah'. I said it again, and he repeated, 'Oh... Yeah'. I said to myself, 'damn! whoever is in here is gay like me.' "
"I was so hot. I just heard a hot guy's name, and I was agreeing with whoever it was. I shot like five good ropes, and they landed on the floor right next to the wall that was Ritchie's stall. And soon I saw the large puddles grow very much larger as Ritchie's cum splashed next to mine," gushed Glenn with some excitement in his voice.
"Without thinking," Ritchie continued, "I cleaned up and opened the door to my stall at the same time Glenn did. We exchanged looks and both walked over to the sink at the same time, washed our hands, and I left first.
"Yeah, I looked over and was like 'damn, he is hot' and was thinking about him the rest of the day."
Ritchie then started to smile as he finished, "I went back to class, and I knew I wanted to see that hot little guy again."
Glenn elbowed Ritchie again. "Hey, watch the 'little' stuff. OK, babe?"
All four laughed at that.
"Clearly, Ritchie was calling out some guy's name, so I knew I had to find him again. When we went outside to play, I saw him sitting on the wall, and I walked over. 'Hi, my name's Glenn.' "
"I saw him coming, and, for a minute, I was scared... until he spoke, and then it was love at second sight."
"He looked scared too," Glenn laughed. "We talked the whole time we were out there. Then by the time it was time to go in, we had already planned on getting together to meet up at my house."
Wheeler looked down at the floor. He was almost in tears. Lloyd caught the look on his face. "What is it Wheeler?"
Wheeler only shook his head. "Nothing, Lloyd."
The looks on their faces revealed that both Ritchie and Lloyd knew Wheeler was upset... and why.
Glenn asked, "Am I missing something here?"
Wheeler looked up at him. "Well, you might as well know," and he retold the whole story of how he came to be there, how he had found out about Lloyd, and how Lloyd in turn had found out about him.
When Wheeler was done, Glenn stood up and crossed the small space between them and hugged him and said, "Now I understand why Ritchie was hugging you before, and I'll add my hug too. I know Lloyd loves and cares about you, but if you ever need to talk, I'll be here for you as well."
Wheeler could only smile, and his mood lightened. He again was filled with the knowledge that he was loved and cared about.
Lloyd looked at Ritchie and Glenn with a new sense of closeness. Ritchie caught the look on his face and said, "What man?"
Lloyd said, "I just think I have been so wrong about you both for so long. I never lowered my guard to try to be friends."
Ritchie responded, "No sweat, man. At least you never hated us!" and he laughed.
Lloyd looked at Ritchie, and Ritchie could tell there was something else on his mind. "Okay, Lloyd spill. What's in that evil little mind?"
Lloyd knew he'd been caught, but he didn't know how to broach the subject he wanted so much to find out about.
"Well," said Lloyd, "I was... umm... just thinking... umm. Well... it's kinda hard to just ask, but..."
Ritchie couldn't take it anymore. With a smile on his face, he said, "Damn, man! Just ask it... whatever it is!"
Lloyd looked up and said, "Well, Wheeler and I are just... like... new to all this, and I was wondering if... like... you and Glenn... er.... Damn!... Man, this is hard!"
"What, you want a teacher?"
"Not any lessons,... just, like, how far have you guys... you know... gone?"
Ritchie smiled and looked at Glenn and, Glenn nodded. "Well," Ritchie said, "I think we have just about covered the whole book."
Glenn added, "Yeah, I think we have even written a few more chapters!"
This caused all four boys to laugh, but Ritchie could tell by the look on Wheeler and Lloyd's faces that there was more that needed to be said. "Guys," he said, "I don't know what you're fishing for, but if you just ask, I'm sure I can help."
Lloyd looked at Wheeler, and they both just smiled. Lloyd said, "Well we have only done sixty-nine and not much more."
Ritchie said, "Well, there's a lot more to it than that."
Wheeler finally spoke up. "Yeah, we know, but, well, we don't want to hurt each other, and I know from reading online that if it's not done right, you can really hurt your partner."
Lloyd looked at Wheeler and, responding to Wheeler's concern, leaned in and kissed him passionately. Wheeler knew why Lloyd had done it and was pleased that he was making his lover happy.
"Hey, you two," Ritchie interrupted, "Get a room!"
Both boys broke free, and Wheeler said, "We have one," and they all laughed.
Ritchie spent the next hour answering questions and even giving hints as to what to expect and how to do things safely. He explained about rimming and also talked about problems when one person wanted to do something and the other didn't. He asked if the boys were completely with each other only. Were they monogamous? They both agreed that they were each other only and with no one else. Ritchie and Glenn both told them that they had only been with each other as well. Ritchie cautioned them about AIDS, to never do it with anyone else without protection, and that if they did they stood the chance of getting it and giving it to their lovers. Both boys already knew those kinds of things and had agreed never to put themselves in such a compromising position.
As the talk was winding down, Wheeler asked if both Glenn and Ritchie took turns as far as who was doing whom. And then said, "Sorry. I shouldn't have asked that."
Glenn responded, "No. It's fine, Wheels." All the boys snickered, and Wheeler said, "I think I like that."
"It's like this," Glenn continued. Both Ritchie and I are versatile. You and Lloyd may not be. It's up to the individual really. I, myself, prefer to have Ritchie on top, but that doesn't mean he always have to be."
Ritchie elbowed Glenn and said, "You love it both ways... just like me," and they stopped to kiss.
"OK," Glenn asked, "now I have a question, and I hope I'm not too forward here. I know what Ritchie looks like and I've seen Lloyd in the shower, but I have no idea what you, Wheeler, look like. And Ritchie has no idea what Lloyd looks like, and you have no idea what I look like. I'd like us all to find out someday."
Wheeler and Lloyd looked at each other and just shrugged their shoulders. Glenn looked at Ritchie and just smiled.
"Wheeler is really embarrassed about his size guys," said Lloyd. Wheeler just looked at the floor.
Both Ritchie and Glenn said, "Hey, its no big deal."
Then Lloyd added, "But if Wheeler wants to, I don't have a problem with it."
Ritchie stood up and unhooked his belt and dropped his pants and boxers. Glenn stood and did the same. Lloyd stood and unsnapped his pants and dropped his pants and jockey boxers down to his ankles.
From the looks of things, all the sexual talk had brought a rise to just about everyone in the room! There stood Ritchie with his six-and-a-half-inch thick cut cock, and he was looking at Lloyd's seven-and-a-half-inch thick cock, and was impressed. Lloyd looked over to Glenn, and, for the first time seeing his swimming team-mate hard, was also impressed with the seven-and-a-half-inch hard cut cock with its thin shaft.
Wheeler was a little more apprehensive and stood beside Lloyd. Finally, he unhooked his 501's and, in one motion, dropped them and his own jockey boxers down. He stood up. Dead silence all around! You could have heard a pin drop.
After a moment during which he and Glenn seemed to have dropped their jaw and to be holding their breath, Ritchie was the first to comment. "Damn! Will you look at THAT!"
Glenn stood there with his mouth open... unable to say anything. Ritchie looked over at Glenn and reached up under his chin and pushed his mouth closed. Ritchie exclaimed, "Wheeler,... man oh man, you have abso-fuckin-lutely NOTHING to be embarrassed about! Wow!"
As Wheeler stood there, a small drop of pre-cum oozed out of his slit. Lloyd reached over towards Wheeler's nine-inch cut cock and took the drop with his finger, stuck it right into his mouth, smacked his lips, and announced to all, "Finger lickin' good!"
Just at that moment, John Simpson pulled into the driveway and had to slam on the breaks to keep from running over what he thought was Wheeler's bike. He had warned Wheeler many times about leaving it in the driveway. He jumped from the car and headed up the stairs to tell him one more time about it.
When he opened the door to the room, there in front of him stood four sixteen-year-old boys with their pants down around their ankles and all of them hard. The boys all jumped and started to pull up their pants as John Simpson half closed the door and simply said, "Wheeler, I need to talk to you... right now!... in the house."
He shut the door and went back down and into the house without even looking back. Ritchie was the first to say anything, "Fuck man, I can't believe that just happened." Glenn was also very shaken, "God, Ritchie what are we going to do if he tells my dad? He'll kill me."
Lloyd, finishing closing his pants, assured them, "Guys! Hey guys! Chill. Man, John is not like that."
Wheeler was already fully dressed when he said, "Hey you guys, Lloyd's right. Uncle John is cool, he would not say anything to anyone. But I don't think he was very happy."
Wheeler wrote down Glenn and Ritchie's phone numbers and assured then that, yes, Uncle John was upset, but that he would never tell anyone about what he saw. Yet, he knew inside that there was going to be some hard times ahead from the look on his uncle's face. As Glenn and Ritchie walked down to leave, they both asked Wheeler to call them as soon as he was done talking to his uncle. He assured them that he would. As they stood at the bottom of the stairs Lloyd said, "I think I'd better go in with you." Wheeler thought about that and said, "Yeah, it might be a good thing."
As the boys walked into the kitchen, there was John Simpson with his head down on the kitchen table. His whole body was racked with sobs, and he was crying heavily. Wheeler and Lloyd slowly sat down, and Wheeler said, "Uncle John, I am so sorry."
John Simpson slowly pulled himself together and looked up and wiped the tears from his eyes. He looked at Wheeler and then over to Lloyd. "Lloyd, can you please excuse us for a while."
Lloyd slowly looked at Wheeler and then back to John, "Sir, if this concerns Wheeler, then it also concerns me as well. Doesn't it?"
John looked at Lloyd. "I'd like to explain something to you both then. I know that you're both gay, and I also know that you care so much for each other. Wheeler, you know that I don't care about your sexuality. But you also have to know that I worry about you all the time. What if you're caught or if someone finds out. And then there is the AIDS thing. I think I know you well enough to understand the implications here of what you were doing up there..."
Wheeler started to say something, but John cut him off.
Wheeler, remember when we went to the drugstore? I bought you the condoms for your own protection. If you wind up having sex with just anyone and you're not careful, there is no telling who they've been with."
Now Lloyd was getting a little upset. He raised his voice and said, "Mr. Simpson, I have never had sex with anyone but Wheeler, and I don't plan on having sex with anyone but Wheeler."
John raised his voice a little higher and said, "Then just tell me what was about to happen upstairs there?"
Lloyd and Wheeler both said at the same time, "Nothing was going to happen."
John yelled back, "BULLSHIT! I saw what was going on."
Lloyd could not believe he had was being treated like he was having sex with anyone and everyone. Then to be called a liar! Well, that just set him off. He jumped from the chair and said, "Look Mr. Simpson, I won't sit here and be called a liar and be treated like someone who is only in it for the sex." He turned and looked at Wheeler and said, "I'm going home. I love you no matter what he thinks." He stormed out of the kitchen, jumped on his bike and was gone before Wheeler could say anything.
After about thirty minutes of calmly talking together, Wheeler had explained to his uncle just what was going on and that it was nothing more than just boys being boys... even if it was just gay boys being gay boys. John then had to admit that he'd been wrong to have said, 'If you wind up having sex with just anyone and you're not careful, there is no telling who they've been with.'
Wheeler said, "Yeah, that made it sound really bad toward Lloyd, Uncle John. I do love him so much, and I can feel the love he has for me. We have not even gotten to that point in our relationship."
John looked down at the table. He knew he owed Lloyd an apology and had to tell him how sorry and wrong he was.
Lloyd was really pissed! He felt like John Simpson thought he was just some gay sex addict, and that he had sex with everyone. Then to be called a liar about what was going on upstairs. He knew he could not, and would not, talk to anyone when he was this pissed off.
At home, he slammed his bike into the garage and stormed into the house. His father, Tim Patterson, and mother, Joan, were sitting at the table. He strode right past them without a word, ran up the stairs two at a time, and slammed his bedroom door shut.
It was obvious to Tim Patterson that something major had happened, but he knew better than to try and talk with his son for a while, "Let him cool down," he told Joan, "I'll go up in a few minutes to talk to him."
Just then the phone ran. Tim picked it up and was surprised that it was John and not Wheeler. John made pleasantries with Tim and then asked if Lloyd was there. "Yes," Tim said, "but I don't think talking to him right now will do any good. He has a good head of steam in him."
"Yeah. I know. Well, is it alright if I call back later then?" Tim said, "Of course John, anytime."
Tim waited for awhile, then went upstairs to talk to Lloyd. "Son," he said after knocking, "can I come in?"
"I'd rather be alone right now, dad."
"OK. Lloyd, I just want to make sure you're OK. Please, can I come in?"
"I guess I have no choice, do I?"
His father entered the room and took a seat on the side of the bed. He could tell instantly that Lloyd had been crying. "Is there anything you want to talk about?"
"Not really dad, I just have to sort things out on my own."
"I know this is a hard time, Lloyd. I just want you to know that I love you, and I'll always be here for you."
Lloyd was almost overcome with emotion. First, this thing with John Simpson, then with the understanding of his father and the true concern in his voice. He grabbed his dad and just held onto him and cried himself to sleep.
After talking with his uncle, Wheeler called Glenn's house to let him know that everything was cool, that it was mostly a misunderstanding on his uncle's part. He then called Ritchie and told him basically the same thing. Both boys seemed to calm right down and understood that things were going to be alright.
He then called Lloyd. Tim Patterson answered the phone. Wheeler said, "Hello," and asked if Lloyd was there.
Tim told Wheeler, "Look I don't know what happened, but I can only guess that something has. Lloyd has never cried that hard and that long over anything even when he broke his leg at five years old. He's sleeping right now, Wheeler. I would really rather not wake him if that's alright. Why not call back in the morning and talk to him."
"I understand Mr. Patterson. Can you...? Well, never mind."
"Wheeler," he said "I'll tell him that you love him. Is that OK?"
"Yes sir, please do that please."
"I will, Wheeler, I will."
Sorry about the no sex in this chapter except for the cock measuring, but I thought it was time for a little insight into some of the people's minds. I promise to make up for it in Chapter Ten. Any thoughts on the story so far, please send them along. The bucket of water next to the computer will deal with flames. E-mail me, I would like to hear feedback usock@aol.com.