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After too long of a break, here is part 3, part 4 is also don't I will post it in the next week or so, I am looking for a editor, if anyone is interested please e-mail me, but be real, and also, no flames.
Kyle Part 3
Have you ever had a night that was breathtaking, that's the only word that can describe dinner with Kyle. I just sat there looking at him in the dimly lit restaurant almost the entire dinner. We left my apartment (or would it be our apartment, never mind) stepping out into the busy New York sidewalk. People passed us as we walked through Columbus Square towards the small restaurant on Christopher Street. We held hands almost the entire walk; he took in the sites on the way. I showed him Amy's freshman dorm that I walked her to, we walked through the park and noticed a few of the students still in school for summer. The June air is thicker in the city, it's also a little more humid, although as the sun goes down behind the buildings of the city, the temperature doesn't. We arrive at the little place around six; he surprised me and actually called and made reservations while I was getting ready. The lady shows us to our table, nestled in the corner, we both sit, but he scoots closer to me. Our view out of the window shows us the world passing us by. Our waitress comes over and gets a drink order.
Taking the wine menu, I look at the selection. Normally, I do not drink. However, I order a bottle of Merlot. The waitress says she would give us time to look over the menu, while she went to get it. I begin to look at the menu, when suddenly I feel a hand on my leg. I was thrown off; because it was something I had yet to feel accustomed to. I place my hand over his and look into his eyes. He could sense something was wrong, so he asked.
"Yes, something is wrong; I'm sitting in a restaurant in New York City, with my high school crush, ordering wine. Yet I know that I need to be elsewhere at the moment. I told you earlier that I was going back home with you. Well Katelyn called to tell me that my dad was in the hospital back home, he had a heart attack last week. So I need to see him, although I know he probably won't want me there, and if he doesn't my step-mother will have a fit over it. I haven't seen him in nearly a year, and I just want to make sure he's doing ok. I may be getting scared over nothing. Yet in the back of my mind I know that if something happens and I don't find out for myself, chances are I won't be told. So when I go to the theatre tomorrow, I'm going to ask off till next Tuesday, that way I can go home and see that everything is ok."
He waited a few moments before saying anything, and then said "have you at least called your family, I mean taking off of work is a big thing. I did it, only because I had to find you. But if you take off work it's different, you miss the chance of moving up in the world. Call home, call your family, and see if you're needed there. If they say yes, then I'll take you, if they say everything is fine, I'll take you if you still want to go, but Scott for me, please think about this first. I support you because I can't have my life the way it was before, so I know that supporting you will keep us together."
"Thank-you, I haven't called yet, because I don't think they'll tell me what's going on. I want to go, in case something bigger happens, so I can be there for my dad. However, I will call them in a little while and see what is happening and see if I am needed. Kyle, I just want to say thank-you for understanding and caring about me. Now let's decide what to eat, and then we can talk more, ok"
After about 5 minutes we both decided on what we wanted to eat, and placed our orders. Jazz music echoed from the basement, while tables around us talked of different things. Even in such a crowded restaurant I felt as if it was just us there. Something was between us, an air that needed to be cleared. I knew that years ago we had both come to terms with MY sexuality, but his to me was still in need of being discussed. Holding his hand, I said "I know this is a topic you may not be ready to go into, but I want to know because I think a relationship should be able to work through problems. You drove to New York City on a hope that I still would be in love with you. Here it is, nearly 10 years after we graduated and you and I are sitting in New York having dinner on our first date. Somewhere in the last 10 years you came to a realization over your sexuality and I want know what brought it on. Tell me who you have told, who you have dated, I want to know about every little detail that I was left out of in your life over the last 10 years."
Kyle took a breath then said "well I had my feelings in high school, but my family was so religious that I couldn't let them down, so my feelings for love were kept bottled up inside. I went to college, and found that the small world was not so small after all, and learned that love should be whoever you feel you should love."
"Love who your heart tells you, never-mind what your brain says, stick with your heart. It's almost always right. That's the way I've always put it. Go on"
"I never dated until I felt ready for it. My first date with a guy was my junior year of college. He was in one of my classes and we were in study group together, one day after group he asked if I wanted to go on a date, saying he wasn't sure if I was gay or not but, thought he should ask anyways. I accepted it a week later. We went to a restaurant by the river for dinner and then rented a movie afterwards. I was living with Justin at the time so we went back to his apartment for the movie. Codi sat on the couch and I sat in the floor between his legs. He was my first kiss; the first time I did anything with a guy to be exact. We ended up dating for 4 months. At least until I found him cheating on me, with a guy from the swim team. I haven't officially dated anyone since him. I had a few one night stands during my time in the Army. But it took me a long time until I could trust a guy again."
"And why do I want to say that Codi reminds me of a friend of mine. What about the entire process of telling people, I mean I'm sure you didn't go shouting it to the rooftops or the cafeteria when it happened, who did you tell?" "My coming out was a huge thing for me. My roommate in college found out first, after I dated Codi for a few weeks he noticed something odd about me, thus I told him. At first, he became really distant, and then slowly found that I was the same person. My mom was the next to tell, she was always a little more supportive of me during college, and I told her two weeks before I graduated college. My mother told me to wait a while till I told my dad, so I did. Let's skip ahead five years and I told dad 2 weeks ago. My little brother, he's a different story. He and I have always been close, so one night my parents were gone and we ordered pizza and did a movie night. That was nearly 6 months ago. At first he broke away from me, and then when I decided to come and find you he stopped talking to me all together. I'm guessing it's the reality of it just sinking in. Dad and I yelled about it for a while, ending in my leaving for here, mom called me half way here and wanted to know if I was ok, then said that my dad wasn't as upset anymore and they both wanted me home soon. Another thing they said was to play it safe I think they believe your dirty or something. Well, that's the last 10 years in 15 minutes. What do you say?"
"Well to be honest, I didn't expect half of that, your parents love you, mine don't, and that's all there is to it." I said, he reached up and began to wipe a tear away from my face, just as our food arrived.
We sat there in silence as we ate for a while, it seemed like hours, no it seemed like years. I really had no clue what to say to him, how to respond to that. Here I was nearly 28 years old having dinner with a man I, in my friends eyes, had puppy love for, so many years ago. I couldn't speak to him, not knowing why. So I sat there, looking at my plate of food, half still remaining, and then I felt a hand on top of my own. I took a deep breath, and the words flew out of my mouth.
"I feel I have loved you from the first moment I saw you, I wanted nothing more then you in my life ten years ago, to have you by my side, as I walked through my then simple life. Although my life turned more and more complicated with each passing day, my years in school always passed quickly with a mention of your name or seeing your picture. One day I was at work, sitting there on my computer, when TC sent me a message. Nothing fancy, just something that shocked me. It was a profile, your profile; TC had sent me a link to it. It gave me a smile, a smile that I needed in one of the darkest times of my life, a smile that TC and Brooks had not seen on my face in nearly 2 years."
I looked up at him, knowing he would be scared by that statement, however I saw a look of confusion on his face. I continued, "When you "outed" me in school that day, it hurt deep down, then I lost many friends after that, many that I had felt so close to all my life. I almost didn't graduate because the principal ended up being a bigot, so much so that he wanted to fail me. On top of that, my senior year, my dad found out, no not my dad my step-mom. She had always hated me, this just gave her a final reason to get me out of the house, so she waited till I was 18, let the secret slip to a few people, then it got back to my dad. He went ballistic; I have had arguments with my parents, sure, this one I have never forgotten. It was so had; things I had on my wall were lying in the floor from the door slamming shut so much. My sisters cried, mostly my youngest sister, she was always my favorite, she cried because our rooms were next to each other, and we kept waking her, she didn't want me to leave, yet I had to. The night of my senior homecoming football game I moved out. I had a place of my own the next week and survived my entire senior year, alone. Sure my friends were around, but it wasn't the same, TC and Amy were there to help me through the hardest part, but I was incomplete. My art became my life. I wanted nothing else but it. There were weeks on ends were at school I would stroll through the halls between classes and feel so out of place. My friends couldn't help me through it; no one, not even me, could get me out of it."
"How can you even talk to him after that, I mean he practically allowed your step-mom to kick you out?"
"It took a while but I got over it, he and I talked and had an understanding, as long as I didn't mention anything he wouldn't say anything. This went fine for a long time; we have kept in contact since then, however my step-mother and I have yet to say one word to each other since that night."
"I'm sorry, I can't think of anything better to say, other then this. If and when you go to the hospital, I'm going with you..."
"You don't have to do that"
"I know I don't have to, I want to, basically for 2 reasons, one you will be to freaked out to even know what's going on, and I want you to be able to remember her face when you show up, two, you will need support, and that's my job to do that, its what I'm here for. Not another word, it's what is going to happen."
I waited a few moments to let everything he said sink in, and simply said ok.
We continued to finish dinner, sitting there talking. I filled him in on TC and Brooks and what happened with me and school. We decided that we should wait on dessert and coffee because TC and Brooks might want to join us. So as he paid the bill, he told me I had gone through enough and he should cover it this time, and well who was I to argue. He asked "just what should I expect from this show exactly, because, to be real honest I haven't done much theatre over the years."
"Well, why let me spoil the excitement, besides I haven't seen it either, I've just heard some chit-chat backstage about it and such. Mixed reviews mostly, but a few people I trust, say it's just an Elvis version of Mamma Mia. Look at the time its 7:15 shit were not gonna make it meeting them if we walk, come on." I said while hailing a cab. "Palace Theatre for "All Shook Up" please, and I think were going to be late." We arrived in front of the theatre at 7:35; I paid the driver and tipped him good for the attempt to kill us both. Took a breath and stepped out onto the sidewalk, taking Kyle's hand as I did. "Great, there's a school group here." He turned and looked at me confused, "what do you not like them?"
"I have mixed feelings about them, sometimes there ok, sometimes there not. It depends on the group, the show, and the rest of the house... the audience (I added to his confused look), there's Brooks, where's TC." We walked over to Brooks, and spotted TC about ten feet away on the phone. "What's happened now?" "I don't know he was like that when he showed up, hasn't said two words to me since he's arrived. By the way the seats are decent, not perfect but decent, and that group is sitting behind us"
"Well, they are not going to ruin it for us."
Just then seating started and in we went; it was amusing to see Kyle's face while we walked through the doors and into the theatre. There really is a difference in the Palace Theatre and the Winter Garden. I think everything is just pilled into the main area of the W-G while the Palace is more open and planned for things. We rode the elevators up to the second level of the theatre, I love sitting front row center mezzanine, I feel it gives a better look to the show; you have a really nice angles of the stage along with perfect unblocked view. The seats for tonight were just off center, before we sat down I asked the Usher for a sheet of paper and a pen. After writing my short note down and folding the paper, I wrote that it was to Matt. I gave the paper back to the usher and opened my playbill; I felt someone was looking at me. And they were; both Kyle and Brooks were. Kyle was the first to speak, "what did that say?"
"All I said was feel the experience, and the real one comes afterwards.' It was from our class together, something the teacher said, feel the experience, meaning where the audience will take you. The real one comes after,' just means seeing me. Its nothing bad, I just wanna go backstage after the show, and not stand at the door all night." I said.
"Were you dropped on your head as a child or something, because I really think that you are about the corniest person on the face of this earth?" Brooks said.
"Oh, no I was just tragically heartbroken in high school is all" I replied giving Kyle a nudge. He gave a forced smile. I grabbed his hand and kissed the back of it. Within a few minutes the show was starting and from the first few bars of the overture I could tell the show was going to be enjoyable.
As I was sitting in my seat, holding Kyle's hand during the first act, chills were sent all over my body. Somehow having him there and experiencing the show with him touched me. I really don't know how to describe the feeling. But I knew as the first act came to a close that I was indeed truly happy for the first time in a long time.
"Take my hand; take my whole life too, for I can't help falling in love with you."
As we walked towards the stage door at the end of the show, I took his hand again. I think it took him by surprise. He jumped slightly, but then smiled. I was glad to have him there, I was glad to be near him again, after so long. Once we got through the door and made it inside, Matt was waiting just inside.
"Well you seen to have brought a crowd with you" he said. "What can I say; a true star never leaves home without his posse. Well, you know Brooks, and I'm sure I've mentioned TC before, but the important person of the evening is Kyle, he's my long lost romance, Kyle this is Matt from my acting workshop a few years back," I said.
Completely out of his element, Kyle said hello.
"Well, I know that you all are just dieing to come to the dressing room, so let go up and talk to the rest of the guys." Matt said as he turned and headed towards the steps.
While the group turned to follow, I grabbed a hold of Kyle's hand and whispered "play along" he nodded and I began, " Hmm, well, I really don't know Matt, you know Kyle and I are just starting this relationship and he's not really that experienced. I don't know if we really want to go upstairs. I've heard some pretty bad stuff about this cast and backstage time. I think we'll just head on home and maybe catch up with you all later. Besides I think Cheyenne's dick might be a bit too big for Kyle currently."
Matt looked at me and said, "What the fuck are you talking about, do you think we're going to the dressing room to have an orgy or something?
"Well just from what I've heard is that's all this cast does, besides the 8 shows a week at least. They fuck each other more then a pack of wild dogs. Or at least that's what the message boards say" I replied.
Slowly my fiends started to catch on, Brooks said, "Oh yeah someone was telling me about that the other day, I think a times reporter walked in on the entire male ensemble sucking and fucking each other. I was this huge cover up from the producers of the show wasn't it?"
"You're an ass, you know that, besides what the hell are you doing reading a message board for, you know your just looking for trouble, and Chey's dick is smaller then my pinky finger thank you, now lets go" Matt replied
Kyle looked at me with a confused face as we trucked up the steps, "what the hell were you all talking about?" he said.
"Alright, when you work in a field that has more gay men in it then a half off sale at Gap your gonna have rumors, the one that is going around currently is that the whole cast of the show has an open orgy's backstage. So I'm just giving him a hard time about it" I said.
He understood just as we arrived at the dressing room door, most of the cast was in the process of getting out of costume and make-up. So Matt announced "Guys, meet Brooks, TC, Kyle, and this faggot here is Scott, Mamma Mia sent him over for us to try out tonight, and Chey he wants you first."
"You ass" I said and he simply replies with Payback is a bitch.
After everyone had a good laugh, it was decided that they all needed to head out, because this was one of the few cast that agreed they should talk to everyone at the stage door. So as my gang waited on Matt to get finished up, we all decided that we should go out for a little bit. TC suggested the bar that had "faggot feud" and by the look on Kyle's face we all agreed. So we all headed out, Matt signed a few autographs and took some photos, while we waited. We then headed to the bar, which was already stirring with people. TC, Brooks, and Matt found us a table, while Kyle and I headed to the bar, once he and I got our drinks; we headed over to the table. Finding TC all alone I asked where, Matt and Brooks went. TC pointed to the dance floor, and there in the middle of everyone were the two of them dancing. "Brooks has always liked that boy" I said. TC nodded and took, my drink, "Girl, alcohol is bad for you're voice stick to water, besides someone might end up pregnant before the nights over if you drink a bit too much."
Kyle turned to him and gave him a death look, "what the fuck is your problem, you haven't liked me since the moment I showed up at Starbucks this morning. I haven't done anything to hurt you. What the hell's you attitude for?"
"My attitude, here you show up for the first time in around ten years to talk to my best friend, who has been basically loved you since first sight, but you treated like shit. And when you show up, its like, he's suppose to forget all about what happened years ago, and start loving you again. What if he didn't want to be with you? Have you even thought about that? Why the hell should I trust you after you treated him like dirt for so long, and then magically show up wanting to be apart of his life?" TC told Kyle.
"Look, I'm sorry I acted like that back then, I was a different person, and I really do care for him. I know he's not forgotten about what happened back then, yet I know he forgives me. Have you not thought that maybe we've already talked through all of this? I know that I didn't do things right back then, but I want to make things right now, that's what I am here for. I don't know what you really want me to say, I love him. And I am just happy that he loves me enough to want me after everything I did to him back then. Alright I'm sorry; I'm not here to hurt him or anything like that. I'm here now because we both care about each other. Anything else you need to know?" said Kyle.
"Look I like you, I just don't want anyone hurting him. Life has been hard enough on him, I don't want anyone hurting him more then he already has been."
After that, everything went famously. We saw little of Matt and Brooks all evening. TC and Kyle started talking about `guy stuff' and after a few more drinks; we decided it was time to get home. Kyle wasn't totally drunk but he was buzzing, we got back to my place around 3:45, and the first words out of his mouth were "you're amazing, and I love you for that."
I leaned in and kissed him, he responded eagerly with his hands sliding down my back, and to my ass; pulling me into him closer. As we moved closer into each other I could feel a bulge in his khakis. My hands moved over his biceps, feeling the muscles under his shirt. I began to unbutton his shirt; his hands remained on my ass, and we continued to kiss. When I had his shirt unbuttoned my lips broke from our kissing, my lips went directly for his nipples. His hands moved to the back of my head, running his fingers through my hair. I pulled away and admired the sight that lay before me. He stood there in khakis with his shirt opened exposing his chest and abs, a mix of sweat and saliva made them glisten in the light. He begins to step towards me, and unbuttoned my shirt, pulling me towards the bedroom.
We arrive standing shirt-less in the door frame, my hands roam from his shoulders, down his chest and abs to his pants. He quickly follows my lead, and we moved to the bed, loosing his pants in the process. As we lay down on the bed, my hands moved to his erection, feeling the large bugle that awaited me. I kissed him, pulling down his underwear at the same time. I then slowly kissed my way down to his crotch. Stopping just before getting there, I looked, after all I was about to suck-off the man I had loved for nearly 10 years for the first time, I also needed to settle a bet with TC from so many years earlier. It looked to be 8 inches, and pretty thick too. I began to lick from the base of his cock to the tip, paying extra attention to the head. I began to take the head of his penis into my waiting mouth. Slowly moving down, I was a little more then half way. I closing my eyes, and worked my way down, further and further. The sounds he emitted kept me going. I was caught by surprise when I felt his pubes brush my nose. I held there and began to massage his cock with my tongue. Then slowly came back up. I could hear Kyle moan, knowing that he was enjoying it. He thrust his hips forward, and I stayed with him, felling his hands on the back of my head. I was milking him as best I knew how. And from both his participation and grunts and moans I knew he was enjoying it.
Even though I knew we were both enjoying this, I knew there was more in store for the evening. I slowly pulled my mouth from his hardened member. Once I left it, my mouth went directly to his lips. We turned over with him on top after a few moments. My legs wrap around his waist. He pulls away from our kiss, and says, "Are you ready for this?"
I kiss him softly again and reply, "I've been ready all night." He kisses me back and I unlock my legs from him. He takes his hand and begins to loosen my hole with a finger, working it over. After a few minutes he adds a second, loosening up my tight hole. I let out a slight moan. "Yeah, you like that, me loosing up that tight hole for my big cock. Yeah let's get you nice and loose." He says adding a third finger to my ass. Another moan escapes me and I tell him to fuck me.
He pulls his fingers out from me and begins to lube his cock. His cock sits at the entrance of my hole. I can feel it waiting to enter; the head slowly makes its way inside me. I feel more and more of his cock entering me, until he stops. His cock is completely in my ass. I feel him begin to pull out, slowly pumping in and out of my ass. My legs lock in the small of his back and he moves in and begins to kiss me. As he fucks me my hands roam his body, getting used to a body that is had longed to touch for so many years. My hands end at his chest, feeling his heart pounding almost in time to his cock in my ass. My dick can't take much more, I begin to cum on his stomach, my hole tightening around his cock. I hear him moan in pleasure and feel his cum enter the condom.
Out of breath he collapses on me, I feel his heart beat. My legs unlock from his back and I kiss him, "thank-you Kyle, I love you" I say.
He replies and gently kisses me again. His cock softens and he pulls it out, taking the condom off. When he comes back to bed, he gets behind me and whispers in my ear, "I love you too, night Scotty". Wrapping his arms around me, letting me know I am safe.
That's all I remember that night, I fell asleep in my lover's arms shortly after we made love for the first time. The last thought flowing through my mind before I fell asleep was that I was truly happy, happy for the first time in many years. Yet unknowing where my life would lead after the great twist of fate life had given me these past few days.
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We there it is, after over a year, and many nights of staring at a screen and only adding on or two lines I finished it. I am happy where this one ended, if I had my choice, parts 2 and 3 would have gone together, but alas no. I remember many people writing me for the first 2 chapters. I remember the smiles I got from them all, I still have all those saved too, so here it is the e-mail address, its change since the last chapter (much has happened over a year) contact me and give me your thoughts and what not. I always reply. Thanks everyone, most of all to the people that inspired this story, my friends, they kept me writing, TC, Brooks, Sean (no that's not their real names) thanks for it all. New Characters come into play this next chapter, whenever that comes out. And now I'm done rambling.
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