Trevor felt lost. He had been away from his hometown for 8 years except for short visits.
Now he was back, stationed in San Diego and given two months to get there. So he shouldered his duffle bag and adorned in clothes that didn't quit fit, he took the cheap bus ride home.
It was quiet. That was the first thing he noticed. Some stores he used to go to were closed with FOR RENT signs in the windows. Even the used furniture store where he used to work while still in high school was gone, demolised for a mini mall years ago. He had known about that but seeing it was different.
The bus stopped at the KINKOS instead of the bus station. It too was gone replaced by a new fire station.
There was lots of time before he would go home. They were expecting him for dinner. Trevor paid a taxicab driven by someone he didn't know with an accent he couldn't identify.
They drove past his high school, past the football stadium where he played, through the park where he would go late at night.
The first time was a weekend after graduation. He knew the Marines were waiting for him to show up. But it was something he had to do.
Trevor had wandered there over recent years, too scared to go into the famous bathroom building he had heard about. He had seen silhouettes come and go in the darkness. But he was too scared to join them. There was even one or two shorter shadowed males...others like him, young but braver then he.
"Hey what you looking for tonight?" the voice had been deep, soothing but scared him. He remembered it for years. He hadn't responded and ran from the park.
But that weekend he didn't worry about anyone seeing him. He was out of high school, he was bout to leave town probably never returning.
He went into the cinder block building and held his penis at the trough ignoring the others who were there.
"Come" the voice was soft and quiet. He looked at the man who he didn't identify. He didn't know what he'd do if it was someone recognizable. He followed the man down the short distance to the bathroom stall that was open.
He felt the hands unbutton his jeans. the warm lips draw his hardness into the wet chasm and turn him into a quivering sperm exploding fountain.
Trevor sat on the park table as time past and the night got cold. "Hey" the voice was young. He knew the face. "Been coming here for years" the guy added "any action?"
"No" he lied of course. "Yeah it's slow tonight. I usually make a hundred by this time" He looked at the guy.
"You in my class?" Trevor asked.
"Naw a Junior now" The guy said "another year of this and I'll be set to get out of this town. You?"
"Marines" Trevor answered "next week"
"Cool" there was silence "want to do something?"
"Maybe where?"
They kissed like lovers. Others in the small smelly building watched as their hands searched inside their clothing finding hard dicks and sensations they desire.
Trevor wanted more but he didn't know what. Their sperm sprouted all over their now bared chests and clothing. He heard the familiar slapping of skin around them. The silent had watched and plsaured themselves.
Laying in bed that night, Trevor thought about Mullins, Clyde, Mr. Sharpston the Science Teacher and Gym Coach. He found himself wanting more and gave it to himself.
The cab slowed. "Be careful in this park" the driver said in a broken accent "the cops come now" he said.
Trevor didn't answer. His plans changed in his head however. The Corps wouldn't be thrilled if he got arrested.
He had gone back night after night after that first one. Twenty dollar bills had been handed him. But he went back for something else. There was more to learn about himself and what he had longed for.
Older men had him suck them or suck others while they watched. He felt fingers probbing between his asscheeks while warm mouths surrounded his youthful erection.
He pressed against the wall feeling assaulted by stiff shafts stretching his sphinter. He didn't complain at the pain, he ws something he had to go through he assumed.
In nearby parked cars or Vans he did more. Finally he accepted an invitation and spent hours naked in a bed with a married man who said his wife had left him.
He rolled around another bed with a young guy, older then him but younger then most he had been having sex with. Another sat watching.
"We go now?" the driver asked and Trevor muttered something that was assumed to be affirmative.
Mullins was a nice guy, his close friend. They shared party going, double dating and weekend antics. Teacher and parent complaining and plans for future were shared.
He'd call to see if Jack was home.
The relatives had gathered and cheered when the cab finally arrived. He was kissed, hugged, hands shaken and back pounded. "Where's your uniform?" was asked several times.
He had decided to go home wearing old jeans and shirt that were tight on his now muscled body instead of wearing hte battle ribbon bedecked uniform. It had been a mistake he knew. His mother seemed disappointed but proud anyway.
"Hey" Mullins was home. It was midnight and the noises of the gathering has quieted down. His mother and father were still talking, he could hear them through the walls as he had for years growing up there.
"So you coming over?" Mullins asked.
"Yeah, tired now."
"Oh" Mullins sounded disappinted.
"I thought we'd, uh, you know" he stammered. Trevor and Mullins had held each others' teenage erections satisfying their inquisitiveness and horny needs a few times.
"Hell, we're not kids anymore" Trevor said.
"Yeah, but I been thinking about you showing up in your uniform and we'd, uh, do ..." Mullins said. He had never told Trevor he was gay.
Somehow Trevor knew it and avoided it when they dared to stay naked after their orgasms. "We don't want to ruin things" he had said back in the day.
"I don't know" Trevor said almost saying what he had said years ago.
"We've waited too long" Mullins said
He knocked on the door. Nobody was home he knew. Mullins' folks had retired and moved to Florida years ago. He had stayed going to junior college and working at the local Bank.
Mullins stood there smiling. He was shirtless wearing only boxer shorts. He looked handsome and more of a man then Trevor imagined.
"Shit" Mullins exclaimed seeing Trevor standign beneath the porch light illuminating his white hat, dark blue tunic and lighter blue pants. His shined marksmen metal sparkled below the lines of colorful ribbons that accounted for his past 8 years.
"Reporting for duty, Sir" Trevor saluted in mock military fashion.
"I don't know whether to kneel right in the doorway or ..." Mullins said standing back and returning the salute.
Trevor stepped inside and after looking behind him as if searching for anyone who might be wtching, he leaned forward and kissed the lips he dared not kiss in high school.
The door closed as if automatically as Mullins rubbed his bare chest against the uniform, his arms pulling Trevor close.
Their passion released fanatasies, desired, memories and needs that had been harbored fuel for private masturbatory nights and as Trevor learned, midnight walks into the park.
There wasn't any time measured, except for the light of the morning sun illuminating the sight of Mullins naked body holding Trevors legs on his shoulder. The sight of his familiar face shouldrs and now hairy chest above him made Trevor regret the years lost.
They held, kissed, sweat, exploded and touched to build up their sex again and again.
"You exhaust me" Trevor said in a not needed whisper. There were no ears to hear but whispering seemed to meld with the mood of their togetherness.
Staying naked, they ate the breakfast they shared making. There were no limits, only time to explore and experience.
He wore the uniform as they walked downtown, greeting familiar faces, proud to be there and showing off. ... proud to be walking with Mullins who many knew was his high school buddy. They didn't need to know the new definition of their relationship.
His father looked up from the counter and smiled at his Marine Son. A hastily telephoned mother appeared to share lunch with the threesome.
"I know you two would get together" she whispered in his ear as she hugged him before going home. "Be safe" she said.
"She knows" Trevor thought "She probably always knew"
The month had ended and he began to make plans. The homecoming had been warm, fulfilling and changed him for the rest of his life.
The parting hugs of family and friends was over. Mullins walked him to the gate and hugged him again. He kissed Trevor's cheek.
"See you in San Diego" he said.