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*** Encountering Nick - Chapter Eight
I stood outside Jack's hotel room door, hesitant to knock.
Ten minutes ago this seemed like such a great idea. It seemed like it was the best solution. I'd talk to him, and finally settle all of this. Yet now I am not so sure.
He was so heartless to me, so cruel. I trusted him, told him who I really was. I expected support and encouragement, but instead I received hatred and resentment. What will make this time any different? What makes me think this time I can reason with him?
Nick believes in me though. Nick loves me and always will, unlike Jack. I have to do this, for Nick.
Finally, I knocked. Then I waited. No one came. I knocked again, but still nothing. I listened but I couldn't hear anyone inside. I guess he isn't here.
"I didn't know they delivered fags to your door?" a voice from behind me said.
I shiver rushed through my body. I turned around and saw him. I saw the hate in his eyes and the vicious smile on his face. I saw Jack.
"Shut up Jack!" I said, "I'm not here to fight. But I will if you give me no choice."
"Stop it Geoff, you're scaring me." He said mockingly. "What the hell do you want?"
"Can we at least go inside?" I asked.
"Yea, whatever..." he said, acting as if I was such a bother. We went inside, and I took a seat on the couch on the opposite side of the room to Jack, who had begun unpacking his cases on his bed. "So can you fuckin' tell me now what the hell it is you want?"
"Respect dammit!" I yelled rising to my feet. I didn't expect to lose my temper so soon into our conversation. "You get me fired from my old job. I finally get a new one. I finally begin to settle down and you come to fuck everything up again!"
"When did you develop such a backbone, Geoffy?" Jack said scornfully.
"Don't ever call me that!" I shouted, "I can't believe I ever thought I could have reasoned with you. You're fuckin' impossible!"
He just laughed at me. It was such a hateful laugh.
"Why do you try to hurt me?" I asked, not yelling anymore.
The sadistic smile on his face disappeared the instant I asked him that. "Hurt you? You think I'm hurting you?!" he asked in a shocking tone.
"Yes I do." I said firmly.
"You're the one fuckin' hurting me!" he shot back.
I stared at him dumbfounded. "What?"
"You heard me!" he screamed, "How do you think it feels to have your best friend come up to you one day and tell you that he's gay and that he's in love with you?! How do you think it feels to be betrayed?! To think your best friend is someone else and then find out that you're wrong?! And then when you kissed me...!" He trailed off and seemed like he was about to explode.
The kiss. That was something I had blocked from my memory. It was something I never ever wanted to think about again. It was my first and last kiss with Jack. I had given it when I told him I was in love with him. I gave it to him before he could respond to what I had just said and before he reacted with his anger and hostility.
He wasn't finished yelling at me though, "You kissed me! You told me you loved me and you kissed me! And it's all I have been able to think about for three years Geoff! I can't even fool around with girls without thinking about it! That kiss ruined me Geoff!" He stopped for a second and then looked into my eyes. I looked back into his and saw that they were full of tears. "You turned me gay."
"You're gay?" I asked flabbergasted.
"Yes," Jack said in a low voice that I almost didn't even hear him.
"Then why?" I asked, "Why did you say all of those hurtful, spiteful things to me? Why did you get me fired?"
"Because I didn't want to be gay! I didn't choose to be gay!" he began freaking out again, "And I knew that you did this to me! I thought if I could get rid of you, it would all go away. If I could say all of those things to you, I wouldn't be who I was. But I am who I am, and when you left nothing changed."
"I didn't do this to you. No one chooses to be gay, Jack." I said sorrowfully.
Jack, who was now sitting on his bed, curled himself into a ball and began to cry. All the hatred I had for the guy changed then to pity. I'll never ever forget the horrible things he has done to me, but I can't help but feel sorry for him. He needs help.
"Jack..." I said walking over to him to put a hand on his shoulder.
"Don't." He muttered between sobs.
"Please Jack, you need help."
"Don't!" he yelled from inside his ball. "I don't want your help! Get out! Leave me alone!"
"Jack please..." I pleaded.
"Get out!" He yelled as his bawling intensified.
There was no use in trying anymore. At least not today there wasn't.
As I headed back to our room I saw TJ leaving it crying. He ran right past me, and I don't think he even noticed me. What could have made him so upset?
I stepped into the room and saw Nick lying on our bed looking a rather distraught.
"Nicky?" I asked from the door as I made my way towards him. "What's the matter honey?"
"Huh?" he flinched as I sat down next to him on the bed. How could he have not have realized I was in the room? What could be bothering him so much? And what could have caused TJ to burst out of this room crying?
"What's going on Nick?" I asked in the midst of my confusion.
"Oh, nothing. It's nothing." He muttered as he got off of the bed and began pacing the room.
Something's up, I'm sure of it. Why won't he just tell me what it is though?
"Nick, sweetie, tell me what's wrong?" I implored. What if he needs my help? I need to find out what is going on.
"Don't worry Geoffy," he said as he finally ceased with his pacing and looked at me. "So, tell me what happened. How did it go with Jack?" He asked as he came now and sat down on the bed next to me again.
I realized whatever was bothering Nick he didn't want to talk about. I'll let him be for now, but just for now. I'll find out what it is later. "Well," I said as I began to tell Nick what happened with Jack, "It was strange."
"What do you mean?" he asked me.
"Well, he claims I turned him gay."
The look on Nick's face was priceless. It was a mixture of confusion and shock. I think of all of the things that he would ever expect me to tell him, that had to be at the bottom of the list. But it still seems weird to me too. I used to have my suspicions about Jack, but that was before I had told him that I was gay. Since then he had been nothing but ruthless and spiteful to me, and despised me just because I was gay. So it had never crossed my mind since then that he might be gay as well.
"He claims you turned him...?" Nick didn't even finish the sentence. It didn't seem like he could comprehend any of this. "Why would he think that?"
"Because I kissed him." I said bluntly.
Nicks faced dropped. "You kissed him?"
"No! No! I didn't kiss him just now! I kissed him a long time ago, when I was in love with him. It was the night I came out to him."
"Oh." Nick still seemed a little upset with me, as if I had cheated on him. But I didn't! That was three years ago, before I even knew Nick.
"Nick, I don't love Jack anymore. I love you. Him being gay means nothing to me. He still hates me, I think, and I'll never forget all of the horrible things he did to me." I reassured him.
"I know you won't. I love you too." He replied.
"Good!" I said through the smile on my face. "Now, can we make up?"
"I think you meant make out?" he said, now smiling as well.
"Yea, that too!" I replied, pulling Nick on top of me.
I stared into his beautiful blue eyes as he lay on top of me. Then he leaned down and began to tenderly kiss me. I began to nibble gently and lick his soft lips, relishing in the taste of his manly aroma.
Once my shirt was off, Nick began to slide down me, tracing his path with his tongue. He started making circles around my pecks, before turning his attention to my nipples, which he began to suck and nibble.
My breathing intensified as Nick made his way lower and closer to my crotch, always licking his way down. He pulled of my pants and boxers, and my dick, already urgently hard, sprang against my chest. He took it in his hands and began to jerk me off slowly, occasionally teasing me by licking the tip of the head.
"Ugh! Nick! Suck it!" I moaned loudly.
Nick obeyed and took my full seven-inch cock inside his mouth. He began working it slow, but before long his speed increased. I was close.
"Oh Nick! Ahh, this feels so good!" I groaned.
He stopped then. I shot him a questioning and disappointing look. But he knew what he was doing. "You think that feels good? Then you just wait one second!"
He tugged off his pants, and I was surprised to find out he was wearing no boxers. He then positioned himself on top of me. He inserted my dick in his hole and began to ride me. He was as hard as I was at that point and he started to jerk himself off while he was being fucked.
"Ungh! Nick!" I whimpered.
His speed increased rapidly and before I knew if I blew shot after shot of my cum into his tight hole.
"Oh Geoff!" he screamed as my load shot inside of him. That set him off and he blew his load all over the both of us.
We both collapsed onto the bed, drenched in sweat and cum.
"I love you Nick."
"I love you too Geoffy." He replied.
We lay there in each other's arms for a while before we decided to get cleaned up. We took a shower together, washing each other thoroughly making sure all of the cum and sweat was washed off.
When we got out I realized I had to be at rehearsal in ten minutes. Today had already been so hectic that I had almost forgotten. Nick was still getting dressed when I was all set to go already. I yelled to him in the other room and told him that I couldn't be late and that I would be back in a couple hours.
When I opened the door I noticed an envelope under it. It was address to Nick.
I didn't see the harm in opening it, so I did. I pulled out the letter and began to read it.
"Dear Nick, I'm sorry, but I can't deny my love for you any longer. I need to be with you. I need you to be with me. Please be with me. Always yours, Trevor Joshua"
"Trevor Joshua?" I mumbled to myself. "Oh my god! TJ?!"
End of Chapter Eight That's all for now. Please e-mail me with all questions and comments at kdawg96@hotmail.com - and I'm always open to new and fresh ideas. I look forward to hearing from all of you. Check back next week for Chapter Nine!