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Thank you For all the feedback I really appreciate it. Here is chapter 4.
I grab the paper towels and start to wipe up the mess. My mother leaves the room and comes back with the mop.
"Sit down, honey, I'll get the rest." She says.
My parents are really cool when it comes to certain things, but they hate when you lie or not do what they tell you to do. As soon as I sit I start to talk.
"I'm sorry for lying I couldn't tell you the truth. If Zach's parents find out they will freak out. Please don't tell them."
"Ben, calm down. Zach's dad already knows. He is ok with it" My mother says.
"Really?" I ask.
"Yes. He came to talk to us a few days ago saying he thought Zach might be gay and asked us for some advice." My mom says.
"What did you guys tell him?" I ask.
"We told him to let Zach know that he is there for him if he needs to talk about anything." Mom says.
"So I'm not in trouble?"
"Well, we do have to talk about your phone bill. We want to make sure you two are being safe and to make sure you are comfortable in this house." My dad answers.
Oh no they are going to give the talk. The moment I have been dreading since they gave it to Marlon.
"Yes, we are being safe. Is that all?" I stand up.
"Not so fast. We are still having the talk." My father says and I sit back down. I would rather have them be mad at me.
"Well, you boys have fun."My mom gets up and walks off.
"Where are you going Aimee?" Dad asks.
"The only reason I talked to Marlon with you is because I am a woman. I wanted to give him the right information. This is all you." She laughs.
"But Aim..." before he could finish she was gone. After what felt like an hour of awkward silence my dad starts.
"Well, Ben I want you to know that there is nothing wrong with having sex at your age. There's a few things I want to go over with you." He takes out a piece of paper and unfolds it.
"Oh God.. " I whine.
"The first thing is if you are not ready to go... all the way. There are other ways to show your affection like hugging, kissing, rubbing or you can use toys. Some people even use their feet."
"What?" I ask. Hearing my dad bring up foot jobs made my skin cralw.
"That's called a fetish. There is nothing wrong with liking things like that. Do you have any questions?"
"No." I say.
"If you do decide to go all the way you are going to need one of these."
He reaches in the bag and takes out the largest box of condoms I have ever seen in my life and puts it in front of me.
"Do you know how to use one of these?" he asks.
"Dad, I swear if you pull out a banana I'm going to leave." I say. I hear laughing coming from around the corner.
"Marlon, get out of here now." Dad says in a stern voice.
"Yes dad." I hear him walk down the stairs.
"Every time you have sex you should wear one of these." He pats the top of the box."To protect yourself from and S.T.D's. Even though you use one of these you should get tested regularly, to be safe."
"The next thing that is important is you should make sure you're clean. You already know how to take a shower and brush your teeth." He reaches into the bag again and I already know what he is getting. He takes out an at home enema kit.
"This might not be as necessary if you have a condom on." If he says what I think he is going to say I think I'm going to die.
"Use one of these if you and your partner are at that stage in your relationship that you trust each other enough not to use a condom. Or if you are using your... uhhh... mouth."
I drop my head on the table with a loud thud.
"I think you have both suffered enough" My mother walks into the room.
"Thank God." My dad says. I thought it was over, but she reaches in the bag and takes out some lube and puts it in front of me.
" To cover everything your father said, It's ok to have sex, use condoms, make sure you and your partner are ready, be clean, there is nothing wrong with being kinky and use this. Any questions?"
"I'm probably going to regret this but, how did you find out?" I ask.
"Your father might do the cooking, but I'm the one who does the laundry, I think I have washed more of Zachs underwear than yours in the last month. Plus, when I saw a receipt for condoms we knew Marlon got them for you. We all know he isn't getting any." She laughs.
"Hey!" Marlon comes out from around the corner.
"Didn't I tell you to go down stairs?" My father is pissed.
"Sorry." Marlon says.
My father goes outside and comes back in with a tool box.
"What are you doing?" Marlon asks.
"If you don't respect Ben's privacy you don't get to have any. I'm taking the door to your bedroom." He answers.
"You can't do that." He says following him down the stairs.
"Is Zach's dad going to talk to him?"I ask.
"He is going to talk to him when his mother leaves tomorrow." she answers.
"Ok." I say. At least he doesn't have to deal with his mother.
She puts everything in the bag and I go downstairs. I walk past my dad and Marlon arguing about the door on the way to my room.
I walk in the door, drop the bag on the floor and fall face first on the bed. A little while later my mom comes to my door.
"I hope we didn't embarrass you too much."
"It's ok. It was bound to happen sooner or later. It's kind of nice someone else knows." I say.
"So, How did it happen?" she asks, sitting in my desk chair.
I spent the next half hour telling her how it happened, everything from him being out of gas, us talking every day to the night before when we said I love you for the first time.. Obviously I left out the sex stuff.
" I can tell you really like him and I'm glad you're not pressuring him to come out. Just know that we are here if you need anything."
" Thanks mom." I give her a hug and she leaves. Om her way out she passes Marlon.
"I'm sorry for spying on your talk with dad." he says.
"Thank you." I say he comes in and sits next to me.
"How long are you not going to have a door?" I ask.
"A week." He answers.
"You want to play Xbox?" I ask.
"Sure." He puts in some football game and we start to play. Liam comes in with lunch and we spend the afternoon hanging out.
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Last night was great. I knew that Natalie would be ok with it and I'm happy. Being with Ben is so much better than being with Lisa. When I was dating her we only did things she wanted to do and I had to tell her where I was when I wasn't with her. Plus, she was a terrible person to everyone else and thought the coolest person alive. Ben is the exact opposite he is nice we have a lot in common and we trust each other. It's not fair to him to keep things a secret.
"Zach come down and eat." My dad yells from the bottom of the stairs.
"I'll be right down." I reply. I get up walk down to the kitchen and sit at the table my mother comes in with takeout... again.
"Do you have anything planned for tomorrow Zach?" My dad asks.
"No." I answer.
"Your birthday is coming up. I was thinking we could look at some cars." He smiles.
"Really? Thanks dad."
"His truck runs fine, I don't see why we have to waste money on a new car." My mom says.
"He has done great the past year in school and I think he deserves it." Dad replies. My mom doesn't say anything else and we continue eating.
"When do you leave tomorrow for aunt Pat's" I ask my mom. My aunt broke her leg in a car accident, then fell down and broke the other so my mother is going to stay with her for a few weeks.
"I leave at 1:30." She answers.
"We will find something to do while your mother is away. I'm going to take some vacation days." My dad says.
"Of course take time off when I leave." Mom says.
"It's not like you would spend time with me anyway." He replies. They have been fighting all the time lately. Wich is another reason I havent said anything.
"I was at the mall today and I ran into Karen, Lisa's mother. Why didn't you tell us you broke up with her?" My mom asks.
"It just didn't work out is all." I reply.
"I just don't see what the problem could have been she was a sweet girl. I'm sure you two will work things out."
"I don't think so." I say.
"Why not?" she asks.
"Beth, leave him alone. It just didn't work. He can date whoever he wants." My dad says.
"I'm sorry that I'm trying to talk to our son about what's going on in his life." Mom says.
"Sure." Dad laughs.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
" Nothing you are the perfect stay at home mom." Dad says sarcastically.
"What are you trying to say Robert?" my mom folds her napkin and puts it on the table.
"I'm not going to argue with you."
"If you have something to say just say it." Mom snaps.
"If you were were as interested in Zachs life as you pretend to be, You would have known that they broke up three weeks ago. Not when one of the women you try so hard to be like tells you. "My dad replies.
"Are you saying that I'm a bad mother?"
" You're a great mother. It's amazing that you found the time between going to lunch and shopping with your friends to call and order take out for the third time this week."
My mom stands up and walks into the other room. Five minutes later she comes back with a bag in her hand.
"I'm going to a hotel." She says, grabbing her purse walking out the door.
"Good." Dad mumbles. We hear the door slam, then her car drive off.
After a few minutes he gets up and brings his plate into the kitchen and comes back with two beers in his hand. He hands me one of them.
"I'm sorry."
"For what?" I ask.
"I shouldn't have said that to your mother. I knew you broke up with Lisa but I never asked if you need to talk."
"Don't be like that." I say.
"You seem happier with who you are with now, so I didn't say anything." He takes a sip of his beer.
"I am happy dad." I say taking a sip of beer.
"I'm glad Zach. Just know I'm here for you."
We finish our beers and we decide to call it a night. I go to my room strip down and crawl into bed. I stare at the ceiling and think. My dad has never said anything bad about gay people or anyone for that matter. My mom on the other hand always comments about that stuff and she walks around like she is better than anyone else. He has always been there for me when I need him. Fuck it, I'm going to tell him. I get up and put on some shorts and walk to my parents room and knock on the door.
"Come in."
"Dad, can I talk to you?" I ask opening the door.
"Sure son, What is it?" he puts down his book and sits up against the headboard.
Ok, Zach it's now or never. I walk over and sit on the foot of the bed. I can feel my eyes start to water.
"I'm gay." I whisper.
"What?" he asks.
"It's Ben, I'm dating Ben and I'm gay." I say louder. He moves closer to me and puts his arm around me.
"I know Zach I figured it out last week." He says.
"You're not mad at me?" I ask.
"Why would I be mad at you? For being Happy?"
I grab him and start to cry like a baby. He pats my back and we stay like that for a good ten minutes.
"What about mom?" I ask.
"We will deal with her when she gets back. For now you worry about yourself." He pats me on the back.
"Ok, I love you dad."
"I love you too son. Does this mean I have to give you the talk again?" he asks.
"No dad." I laugh.
"Here." He reaches into his wallet takes out a card and hands it to me.
"This is one of those prepaid cards. I'll put money on it once a month and you can get the things you need. No bills will come in the mail so your mother will not find out. Just get the stuff sent to Bens house I already talked to his parents and they said it was ok."
"Thanks dad." I take the card give him another hug and I leave the room.
I go into my room, grab my phone and I text Ben and tell him that my dad knows. He texts back and tells me he can't wait to try out my bed, followed by a winky face. I send him one back and I turn over and fall asleep in no time.
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Xx Jay xX
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