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CHAPTER 11
(1)
"Hey blondy boy!" A deep voice called from behind him. Adam didn't think that this kid was calling him, yeah, sure, he had blond hair but what could he have done?
"Hey bitch." The voice called.
There, he must be talking about a girl. Adam kept walking, wondering what kind of moron would yell out, calling someone a bitch in a school hall.
He felt a tightness on his right shoulder and suddenly, Adam was pulled around a thrown into a locker. He looked at the heavy set boy with the recessed eyes and acne. Older than himself, for sure, and not remotely attractive, plus really bad breath.
"What do you want?" Adam asked as he tried to pull away from the bully. He had dropped his books to the tile floor at his feet.
"I was just wonderin' how a boy can be so pretty. You really a boy, huh?" The boy placed a hand on Adam's chest and pushed him back, hard into the locker/
Adam felt a lock dig into his back. The pain was sudden and shocking but not terrible. He just had to stay cool. A teacher would hear the commotion and come and rescue him. Or, maybe, Jesse would happen down this hall any second though his next class was way across the quad in another building.
"You a girl? Huh?" He ran a hand down Adam's chest. The big hand grabbed Adam's crotch and squeezed tight. "Damn, it is a boy!"
Adam heard the laughter from all around him. He kept his cool and wondered when this would end. He was feeling a lot of pain in his balls from this Neanderthal's pawing him.
"You must like what you feel." Adam said. Shit! Don't provoke him, stupid! He yelled at himself. "You, faggot. That must bee it. Any boy as pretty as you must be a queer." The boy raised a hand and slapped Adam across the face.
The laughing had stopped. Everyone who stood around could see that the joking had turned to something else. Something mean.
"Leave him alone asshole." Jesse's voice flowed from down the hall.
"That your daddy, fag? He must be real proud of his faggot son. He follow you around to fight your battles for you?" The boy hit Adam in the gut with a clenched fist.
"I said, leave him alone." Jesse was now standing behind the boy. The cluster of onlookers had made a big space around the confrontation. "I'm not his daddy, either. His dad died."
"Of shame over his fag son I bet." The man child laughed, spraying his bad breath and spittle in Adam's face.
"I wish you hadn't said that because now I am really going to kick your fat ass." Jesse slammed a fist into the boy's right kidney.
The oversized boy let go of his intended victim and swung around to face Jesse. "Who the fuck are you? His boyfriend?" The oaf said as he tried to stand back up straight.
"As a matter of fact, yeah." Jesse slammed both fists into the boy's face. He could hear the bone snap as blood spewed out across his hands.
"Okay, that's enough! What the devil is all of this, now?" Principal O'Keafe said. He stood a few feet away. "All of you, your late for glass, now clear out. That is all but you three." He walked over to Jesse, Adam and the bully.
"He was beating up my friend." Jesse said. "I stopped him." He looked at Adam who was bruised but otherwise okay. The bully hadn't so much as laid a hand on him though, he'd rather it had been him than Adam to be hit.
"I see." The man said. He was large, easily over six foot tall and built like a linebacker. "You're that transfer from Atlanta, aren't you?"
"Yeah, what of it?" The bully said.
"That attitude will do you no good here, boy. Get to the office, now. I guess you should stop by the nurse first though."
"Whatever." The boy said as he held his shirt up to his nose. He started up the hall.
"Who is that?" Jesse asked.
"Dexter something or other. Today is only his second day here." The principal said. "I'm going to overlook your involvement in this Mr. Janes. You did what you thought was right, and you probably saved your friend a serious amount of pain, but if I were you, I would watch admitting to whom you are involved with, if you get my meaning. Not all faculty or especially, students are as liberal as I am." The man looked the two boys over closely.
Jesse had wrapped an arm around a visibly shaken Adam's shoulders. He held his lover tightly to him. "Can I take him to the nurse, sir?"
"Yeah, make sure that the Dexter kid is gone before you go in. I'll go by there and have the nurse send him to me the back way." The man looked at Adam. "You okay, son?"
Adam nodded. "Yes sir, I'm hurting a little though." His balls, gut and face ached badly and he could tell his cheek was swelling from the two hard slaps.
"I'll sign a slip so that you can go home for the remainder of the day. Mr. Janes, I assume you will want to walk Mr. Conner home."
"If I may, sir." Jesse said. He liked this man. He was firm but considerate and more understanding than he thought a principal could be.
"I think I can allow that this time. Mr. Conner, please feel free to take tomorrow if you aren't feeling better. That does not extend to you though Mr. Janes."
"Yes sir, thank you, sir." Jesse said.
"Thanks, Mr. O'Keafe." Adam said. His mouth was now aching and it felt like he had a lose tooth.
"You are both welcome. Hit the infirmary. I'll have your passes ready for you when you leave." The man began walking up the hall.
"What were you doing in this hall? You were suppose to be way over in t he science building." Adam asked as they walked slowly behind the principal, giving the bully plenty of time to clear out.
"Tommy saw what was going on and ran at top speed to get me. I think I broke a speed record getting to you babe." He said.
"My books." Adam started to turn back.
"Tommy was right behind me, he's getting them and will bring them home along with mine." Jesse said.
"Thanks for rescuing me...again." Adam said, not resentful, but becoming resigned to having Jesse always there to save him, in more ways than one.
(3)
Jesse walked their bikes to the garage and Adam went on into the house. The Volvo was absent which got Jesse wondering where Adam's mom had taken off to. He knew she would have a fit when she got home to see how bruised up that Dexter shit had gotten him. He had wanted to kill the fat bastard.
He walked in through the garage and into the kitchen, grabbed two sodas from the fridge and walked up the hall to the stairs. He could hear Adam's voice in the living room so he walked that direction.
Adam was sitting on the couch with the portable phone at his ear. He uh- huh'ed and uh-uh'ed as he went along.
Jesse leaned against the door frame watching his boyfriend replying to whatever questions he was being asked. It didn't sound like he was talking to him mom though.
Adam clicked the off button and tossed the phone beside him on the couch. "My grandfather." Adam said. He had heard Jesse walking down the hall and knew he was standing in the doorway without having to look. "Is that good or bad?" Jesse asked as he handed one of the cans to Adam. He sat beside the boy, moving the phone to the next cushion.
"Good, I guess. We haven't hear much from him since dad died. He wasn't real thrilled when mom and dad got married but eased up after they had hit ten years. He blamed mom when dad died."
"I take it was your dad's dad then?" Jesse asked.
"Yeah," Adam said.
"What's that about your grandfather, dear?" Francine Conner asked as she entered the room. "I just came in and heard you talking about Alton." She looked at Adam's face and her eyes looked like they would pop out. "What the hell?" She moved over to Adam, going to her knees to look at his face.
"Mom, I'm okay." Adam said. "This new kid at school decided to play bully." He looked over at Jesse. "Jesse took care of it for me, as usual." He smiled at his boyfriend.
"Took care of him?" She asked as she looked at Jesse.
"I pulled him off of Adam, just not quick enough, obviously." Jesse said with a motion to Adam with his right hand.
"He was great mom, he snatched the guy around popped him one in the nose and another in the gut." Adam said.
"Let's see your gut, babe." Jesse said as he went to the hem of Adam's shirt.
"I can manage, thanks." He said to Jesse. He pulled his shirt up and over his head. His stomach was bruised and there was a nasty spot over the right nipple.
"Oh, god." Francine said looking at her son.
"I tried, Fran, really. I got there as quick as I heard was happening and put an end to it."
"I'm sure babe. We'll take care of our man, here." She said with a smile for both boys. "I will be going to the school tomorrow to find out what was done about this bully business. What caused this, anyway?"
"He was being a jerk, mom. Just saying stuff about me and how dad would have been real proud of his fag son, shit like that." Adam said.
"Prick." She placed a hand on his face. "Come on, let's get some ice on these bruises." She stood.
"I'll be okay, mom. I kinda just want to lay down."
"Okay, hon. Go ahead. I'll bring you something for your face, anyway." She kissed his forehead and walked off toward the kitchen.
"You okay, sexy?" Jesse said as he wrapped his arm around Adam's waist from behind.
"Embarrassed, mostly." Adam said. "You came to my rescue again." He turned in Jesse's embrace. "Thanks babe." He moved in for a kiss but jumped as their chests connected.
"Sorry." Jesse said, trying not to laugh.
"Fuck you." Adam replied with a smile of his own.
"Sounds like a plan to me, lover." Jesse said. He brought his head in close and they connected, mouth to mouth. The feel of Adam's lips against his always made his heart swell. He could barely imagine how lucky he had been to finally be with this boy, to know that he wanted to be with him as well.
The phone rang but stopped after two rings.
The boys heard Francine's voice from the kitchen. She did not sound happy and was giving whoever it was hell.
"Wonder who that could be?" Adam said.
"Some sorry, SOB, I'm sure." Jesse said.
They laughed.
"Let's get upstairs. As I recall you promised to fuck me." Jesse said. He found that he was really looking forward to having Adam buried to the hilt inside of his ass.
"Nice talk." Adam said as he took Jesse's hand, leading him up the stairs.
Adam slowly un-dressed Jesse after getting into their room and locking the door. His hands rubbed and groped his lover with a passion he had only recently learned how to feel and understand. He pulled the boy's jeans down after popping the snap and pulling down the zipper in a hurry. He couldn't stand the waiting, he wanted to be inside Jesse, to make love to this boy that had changed his life. His champion. He wanted Jesse to know the pleasure that he had experience at his lover's hands.
Jesse got onto the bed as Adam got his own pants and boxers off. He climbed over Jesse, licking the boy's nipples, sucking on them as his hands slid the boxer's down and off Jesse's legs.
Adam pushed Jesse's legs back to his chest and began an oral assault on the boy's ass. It wasn't something he hadn't cared to do but he wanted to learn, he wanted to please Jesse so badly and he knew how much he had enjoyed this when it was done to him. He spread Jesse's cheeks apart, noticing that his lover had hair on his cheeks and some in between as well. He wondered why he had never noticed how much hair Jesse had before. How fine and dark it was in places.
Jesse closed his eyes and relaxed. He wanted Adam to lead and he would follow wherever his partner wanted to go. He could feel Adam's hands roving over his bottom; feel the boy's tongue as it began to lick at his asshole. He sighed.
Adam took Jesse's sigh to mean that he was doing his job correctly. He wasn't so sure he cared for the strange taste of what he was doing. He supposed he would get used to it in time. It was Jesse after all, and Jesse tasted good to him in every other way. He dove in, pushing his tongue at the puckered hole. It was pink and there was the smallest opening. He sucked a finger and began to slide it into the hole as he continued to lick around the wrinkled area.
"Oh, man!" Jesse said. "Don't stop, baby!"
Adam slipped a second finger in beside the first, feeling his lover's prostate with the tips of his fingers. He messaged it, played with it as he listened to his lover's moaning.
"I want you Adam. I want you in me, now. Please." Jesse said between moans. He had rarely experienced anything as fine as what his boyfriend was doing to him now.
Adam removed the fingers and reached to get the KY which was still sitting on top of the bedside table. He lubed the fingers and inserted them back in Jesse's ass, getting him slick. He then lubed his cock carefully. He slipped between his partner's legs and pushed the head of his cock gently against the puckered hole between the slightly hairy cheeks. He pushed a little as the head of his six inch cock slipped passed the muscled ring and slid down into the chute of his more experienced lover. He started pumping in and out, getting a good rhythm going. He closed his eyes and bent over enough to kiss Jesse's mouth.
Neither boy noticed the bedroom door open. "Oh, I'm sorry." Francine said. "I'll leave this here." She placed a towel wrapped ice pack on the table and backed quickly out of the room. She closed the door and went back down the stairs quietly.
"Fuck me!" Jesse said loudly.
"I am!" Adam said with an evil grin.
"That was your mom, dude! She saw you buried balls deep in my ass!"
"So, it's not like she doesn't know we have sex." Adam said, un-bothered
by the minor interruption.
"Oh, god! That feels good!" Jesse called out, pushing back hard against Adam's invading cock. "I think getting caught made you bigger, dude!"
Adam bent down and kissed Jesse again. He was finally gaining a little confidence and the feeling was a new high. He started pumping himself into Jesse even faster as he felt the orgasm building within him.
"Shoot baby! Fill my ass!" Jesse yelled.
Hearing that sent Adam over the edge and started shooting wad after wad of hot cum inside Jesse's bowels. He felt like he had never shot so much at once in his life.
When Adam was done shooting he collapsed onto Jesse and they began kissing passionately. Tongues finding each other, wrapping around one another and pushing on into the other's mouth.
Jesse felt as Adam's softening cock slid out of his ass with a hushed popping. The feel of his boyfriend's hot cum filled his insides and he tried to clench his ass muscles to keep it inside of him for as long as possible.
(4)
"That was some performance boys." Francine said as the two lovers entered the kitchen wearing only gym shorts.
"Mom!" Adam said. Having her walk in on them having sex was bad enough but to say something about it now!
"Don't worry, darling I didn't see a thing, well, not much of a thing." She smiled as she spooned homemade soup into bowls and handed one to each boy. "I was more referring to the oral level you reached. I heard you two all the way down here."
"Sorry, Fran." Jesse said, embarrassed.
"I'm just teasing. I'm glad you feel comfortable enough to be together when the mood strikes. Adam's dad was that way too. When he wanted a fu..."
"Mom!" Adam said. His tone was shocked.
"I'm just saying, you become more like him every day." She took her own bowl and joined them at the kitchen table.
"Good soup." Jesse said. He looked from mother to son. They looked so much alike it was amazing to him some times. It made him wonder if Adam dressed in drag, if he would look like his mom at their age.
"What are you thinking about?" Adam asked. He watched his lover's expression.
"I was wondering if you dressed in drag if you would look like your mom at our age." He answered honestly.
"Oh, god!" Adam said. He hid his face in his hands.
Francine Conner started laughing and couldn't bring herself to stop.
"Did I say something?" Jesse asked, confused.
"I was thinking of doing drag for Halloween last year then chickened out when I saw what I looked like when she got me all dressed up."
"Ah, okay." He said with a nod. "Any pictures?" He asked as he turned to Francine.
This made her laugh even more as she nodded her head.
"Yeah, she got pictures!" Adam said. He didn't sound real happy about it.
"He looked like the daughter I'll never have." Francine said, slowing down to giggles.
"Keep it up, you two." Adam said. He was smiling so there was no real threat behind it.
Jesse turned and kissed Adam softly.
"How sweet." She said.
Both boys turned and gave her a withering look.
"It is." She said. Her son and his lover brought her great pleasure and satisfaction in life and she loved them both, very much.
"What did your grandfather want when he called?" Fran asked. The thought of Alton Conner calling pulled a lot of her high spirit back in again.
"He wants to know if I'm coming to visit this summer." Adam said. "I said that I didn't think so."
"Okay, if you don't want to I'm sure not going to push it." Fran said pleased that she wouldn't have to send her son away for a month like she had last summer. It hadn't been very long after the accident and having to put her son on an airplane to Maine had nearly torn her apart.
"If Jesse can't go, neither will I." Adam said.
"Why would you think that he wouldn't be able to go with you?"
"Granddad said that my little live in boyfriend isn't welcome." Adam looked upset suddenly. "And?" She asked, because she knew with Alton Conner, there was always an `and'.
"And neither are you." Adam whispered barely audible. "That was when I said that I flat wasn't going." Adam paused. "He did not sound pleased."
"Don't you worry dear. I'll deal with Alton, Holier Than Fucking Though, Conner." Her brow lowered in anger.
"Uh-oh. You got that look." Adam said. He knew when his mother's face contorted that way she had gone from annoyed to pissed in under sixty seconds.
Jesse listened to the conversation and wondered how he would live if Adam were to have to go away for a whole month. The thought was scary and very sobering.
(6)
With dinner finished and the dishes in the wash, Jesse and Adam returned to their room. Both boys were quiet as they got on the bed and turned the TV on. Neither in the mood to talk, or do much of anything else at the moment as their minds worked over the final conversation at the dinner table.
Adam looked and Jesse and the other boy looked back. Their eyes locked and without speaking they both knew that Clay and the comic shop slash porn business were the least of their worries now.