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I would first like to appologize for how long this took. Life has been a fucking bitch to me. Finally I'm in the right state of mind to start writing again. I hope to finish this story. I have A LOT planned for it and I want to finish it, because it would be the first story I ever finished. It's going to be a long 2 parts journey. And I can't wait to see how you guys react to some of the planned scenes.
Dylan
I opened my eyes and looked around. I felt tears already forming.
Today was not going to be a good day.
I felt myself start to shake a little; tears welling up.
No I can't cry. I can't; I won't let myself.
My breath started to get staggered as I tried to control my emotions. I felt the first tear roll down my cheek.
I heard a knock on the door. This wasn't a good time.
"Yeah?" I said. Trying to not let it known I was crying.
The door opened a little and there was Logan.
He saw me and saw the water in my eyes, saw the streak down my face.
"Hey," Logan said, walking into the room. He sat down on the bed and placed a hand on my face, whipping the tear away. "Everything will be alright. Okay?"
"You don't know that." I said
"I do know that," He said, "You know how I know that? I know that because I will make everything okay."
"There are limits to what you can do Logan." I said, "Some things just won't get fixed."
"And some things will get fixed. You just have to believe that things will get better."
"It's hard to believe that when nothing in your life is going right."
"Nothing? Not even living and being with me?" He said. He had a smirk on his face telling me he was joking.
"One bright spot in a sea of darkness" I said.
"Come on sea of Darkness. You have to get up and go to school."
"It's only Wednesday isn't it?"
"Afraid so"
"Shit"
Logan got up and pulled the covers off of me leaving me in just my dark green boxer-briefs.
Our eyes connected and I watched him fight the urge to jump on me.
I pulled myself up from the bed and swung my legs down to the floor and got up and ready for school.
I was sitting in my first class waiting for it to begin when the phone in the classroom rung. Mr. Anderson picked up the phone.
Why do I feel like this is going to be about me?
He put the phone down and looked at me.
"Mr. Johnson, please go down to the main office. The principal would like to have a word with you."
The oooohs started. I felt myself start to shake. The echoes of the principal's warning rung in my head.
This was not going to be a good day at all.
I got up and walked out of the room and headed towards the main office.
When I got there I saw Rickey already sitting there.
I felt my heart drop.
The principal was going to make good on the threat.
I walked into the office and walked up to the desk.
"I'm Dylan Johnson. I was told to come down." I said.
The secretary looked up at me then down at some papers on the desk.
"Yes Mr. Johnson. Please take a seat right over there. The principal will see you when everyone else shows up."
"Okay thanks." I said.
I walked and sat down a few seats away from Rickey.
He leaned over and whispered "Good job fag. You got us kicked off our teams. I hope you're happy. This sport was the only way for me to pay for college and you ruined that for me."
I grabbed the armrests tightly. Trying not to say anything and ignore him.
"What don't even want to apologize for what you did?" He said, "You ruined everything."
He turned away from me and went back to the way he was seated when I walked in.
We were soon after joined by Jake and Logan; both taking seats separating Rickey and I.
Logan put a hand on mine.
This caused me to look up at him and he smiled at me; trying to put me at ease.
The Secretary picked up the phone and punch in a few numbers.
"Yes they are all here... Okay I'll send them in." She said. "The Principal will see you four now."
We all got up and Logan and Jake both walked forward, thankfully the hallway was big enough for two people to walk next to each other. I doubt they would concede the leader position to each other.
We sat down in the four chairs in the office. Me, Logan, Jake and Rickey in a row.
I watched as Logan had a tight grip on the arm rest of his chair.
He was scared, I don't think he had this planned. Another thing he wasn't ready for.
The principal was just looking at us.
"I warned all of you, if anything happened you would be off your teams." Principal Cooper said, "Yesterday there was an altercation between the four of you. I don't care what it's about. I just want it to stop. The four of you are off your teams until I say otherwise."
"But Sir..." Rickey started, before a glare from the principal shut him up.
"When I see that whatever this is has been rectified I might change my mind. But for now my decision stands. Next time something like this happens, suspension... explosion... I won't have your popularity contest ruin my school. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes sir," we all answered.
"Good... now go back to class."
Jake and Rickey instantly got up and left; I got up with Logan and the two of us walked out of the office.
"Dylan I'm sorry I involved you in all this," Logan said, "You are getting caught up in a fight between me and Jake and I hate that this is happening to you."
"It's... it's fine Logan," I forced out, "Yea it's tough knowing I'm not going to be playing for a while, but we'll get through it."
"Dylan, you don't..."
"No Logan, I do. I need to keep up this face, or else I'm going to do one of two things. I'm going to break down or I'm going to freak out." I said, "Faking it is the only thing keeping me focused right now. So let's just drop it and go back to class; if we take too long we might get in more trouble."
"Yea... yea you're right. We are going to pick this up later though."
I smiled and nodded as we separated; going our sepeate ways back to class.
This was going to be really tough to deal with. Especially since I know Rickey for some reason blames me and is going to try something. I just feel it.
I hope this council thing comes soon. Maybe if they two of them lose their status they will go away.
High school should not be this complicated. I only thought this type of shit happened in high school movies.
I made it back to class and sat in my seat and put my head down; silently wishing this was all a dream.
Saddly is wasn't.
The first thing I notice when we arrived back to Logan's house was my dad's car sitting out front of it.
Well this can't be good. I step out of the car and my dad does that same.
"Hey Dad!" I said running over to him, giving him a hug.
"Hey Dylan," He said.
It was kind of a somber sound to his voice.
Something was wrong. Something happened...
"Is there something wrong?" I said to him.
"It would be better if we discussed this in the car." He said. He opened passenger side door for me and I stepped in. When the door closed I saw Logan looking at me.
I motioned for him to go inside. So he did just that.
My dad got in the other side of the car.
"So what's up?" I said.
"There is really no easy way for me to say this Dylan."
"Is it about me not being able to come home?"
"No... you can come home soon."
"You were able to convince Mom to let me back?" I said happily, "She accepts me?"
He let out a sigh, "Not exactly..." he said.
It took me a second to realize what he meant.
"No... no, no, no," I said.
I felt tears forming. "No, no, no. You guys can't. Not because of me."
"It's not because of you Dylan. Your Mother and I have been having problems for a while now. This was just a fight in a long history of fights." He said.
"If it wasn't for me this wouldn't be happening." I said.
I stopped trying to keep the tears back.
"No you guys can't. I don't care if she doesn't allow me back. You guys can't." I said. I was turned in my seat starring directly at him.
He couldn't meet my eyes. He was looking down.
"I can't believe it." I said. I leaned back in my chair and covered my face with my hands.
"Dylan, this isn't because of you." He said. This time I felt his gaze. "Your mother and I were heading down this path already. It was going to happen no matter what. This is not your fault."
"Yes it is," I screamed, "If I didn't... If I wasn't gay this wouldn't have happened."
I grabbed the handle of the door and threw it open and jumped out of the car; slamming the door behind me.
I heard my Dad get out of the car and yell my name.
I turned and looked at him. "You can say anything, but I know deep down that this is because of me. You two would have gone on being married if I was straight and normal, but no I'm gay and now you're getting divorced." I screamed.
"Dylan come back in the car and we can talk about this. I did this so I can bring you home where you belong."
"I don't belong there. I don't belong in a place that I was fucking kicked out of," I screamed, "I can't go back to that place knowing I destroy the family that lived there!"
"You didn't do..."
"DON'T SAY I DIDN'T DO THAT!" I yelled, "I did... I destroyed it."
"Dylan..."
"How I can go back there? Huh how?" I said. The tears were there. I felt them on my face. "How can I look Zach in the eyes? Knowing I caused his mom and dad to break up?"
"He won't blame you Dylan. He loves you, he always asks when you are coming home."
"No, no. He may be asking that now, but he's young. He doesn't understand. He doesn't understand what is happening. When he does he will hate me. And I can't be in a place that is like that."
"Dylan trust me..."
"How can I trust you." I said, "I have been through hell. Trust is not something I'm dealing with now. I trusted mom and look what happened. I can't trust anyone. No matter what everyone is out for themselves. That is what I've learned. And being weak and trusting is going to kill you in this world."
I saw the look on my Dad's face. I knew I truly hurt him.
I regretted what I said instantly. It's not his fault, he is looking out for me, but I can't deal with this right now.
"I think you should leave" I said.
"What?"
"Leave, I... I can't deal with this right now. So leave"
I didn't give him a chance to respond before turning and grabbing the front door and opening it; slamming it closed behind me.
Logan was in the living room and instantly came over to me, but I pushed him away and ran up to the room I was staying in.
I walked in and grabbed the bags that were in the closet and started throwing clothes in them.
"Dylan what are you doing?" I heard Logan say behind me.
"I'm leaving... I can't be here."
"What do you mean?"
"I can't do this anymore Logan." I said turning towards him, "I'm not strong enough for this."
"Yes you are." Logan said.
"No I'm not," I said, "All this shit just keeps happening. I had a good, easy life before I met you."
"What are you saying?"
"I'm done with this Logan; completely one hundred percent done" I said. "I can't do this anymore, the lying, the backstabbing, and the constant having to look over my shoulder to make sure some homophobic asshole isn't there about to jump me.
"I'm leaving the 15, I'm leaving hockey, I'm leaving this house and... and I'm leaving you."
I had absolute no control of my emotions anymore and I could tell Logan didn't either.
For the first time since I met him, Logan actually started to tear up.
"I'm sorry Logan, but... but I can't do this anymore. I'm going back to my life of being nameless. It was better that way. I have lost almost everything since I met you and I don't want to wait until I lose you too."
I looked down at my bags and looked up at him.
"I'll be back for my things later."
I pushed past him, but was stopped when Logan grabbed my wrist.
I wanted to rip my arm away. I wanted too so bad.
But I just couldn't.
He pulled my arm causing me to turn towards him. He pulled me in and placed his arms around me.
I just gripped him tight and cried into his shoulder. I felt him kiss my head.
It was at this moment that I realized I am 100% completely in love with Logan Kessler and nothing was going to break that.
"I'm just so scared." I said, "So scared that I'm going to lose you. You are the only thing that is going right in my life and I can't lose you.
"I know you are," Logan said, "But know this. No matter what, no matter how far away I might be. I will always be here to help you when you fall Dylan. Always, that's a promise."
"Thank you Logan," I said, "I don't know what I would do without you."
We pulled away from each other.
"You need to finish talking with your dad." He said.
"I know... I know I do. It just..."
I looked down trying to find the right words, but nothing was coming to mind.
"I know it's going to be tough, but your dad is doing what he believes is best. You have to trust him"
"I don't know Logan. I just unloaded on him out there. I told him I didn't trust him. That I was done with all of this. That I can't go back home. I was terrible to him. " I said. "He's given up so much for me now and I just threw it all away. How can he still want me after what I said to him?"
"Because he's a dad with a teenager." Logan said, "Parents know teenagers say things based on emotion. That they say things they don't mean, that they don't think before speaking. He knows you are going through a lot, he will forgive you easily. Because he is your dad and he loves you Dylan. Never forget that. He will tell you the same thing when you talk to him."
"Right, just... just not right now. I need some time to take this all in."
"You don't have to do it right now, I'm not going to force you too."
"Thanks Logan, I wouldn't know what I would do without you."
"We'll without me who knows if anything of this would have happened..."
"While that maybe be true. Logan, if it weren't for you, who knows if I would still be alive. You have been my rock. My everything. I... I... I love you Logan. I've known for awhile know, but with what just happened, I truly realized it. You knew exactly what I needed, you didn't let me walk away. You held me."
He pulled me in and held me. It felt so right in that moment. Somehow it felt like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.
I told Logan I loved him and he didn't run away. He didn't say it back, but he didn't run away! That has to mean he cares for me.
I truly do love this boy.
And it's about time that I stop being so weak and forcing him to carry me.
I am stronger then all of this. I've done nothing but cry and bitch about everything. I've relied on him every step of the way. It's time to walk on my own.
Everything has led to this moment. The moment I decided to be true to myself. The moment I truly let myself love another man.
No more being scared about my sexuality. No more. Everyone knows anyway.
I have great friends around me. I have my dad and brother. That is all I need. They all will give me the strength to stand on my own.
To stand on my own and finally be my own person.
No longer will I be someone who is scared of confrontation.
I will finally be someone to take pride in.
I am Dylan Johnson, and my legacy will start now.
Well there is the 17th chapter of 'I'll Make you Popular' I hope you enjoyed it!
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