Kyle's Outcoming - Chapter 22
This is based on the author's feelings, beliefs, and in some cases experience but it is a work of pure fiction. Come to think of it, it may not always be that pure! There may be graphic sexual encounters at times between men, so if this offends you or you are otherwise not allowed by law, etc., you are invited to retreat. Otherwise ... enjoy!
Cast of characters:
Kyle Tragg -- That's me! Kevin -- My older brother. Ron -- my dad. Chrissy -- my mom. Mike Newberry -- New Best Friend. Tommy Newberry -- Mike's Dad. Bette Newberry -- Mike's mom. Bob Wills-- Old best friend. Karston -- Kevin's Friend Nick Graziano -- Next door neighbor
From Chapter 22:
"Nicky! Are you telling me that ... they were vampires?" Mike said incredulously."
"I didn't believe that it was possible, but ... yes. They WERE ... and ARE vampires!"
"Omigod -- did you run -- or stand and fight?"
"We didn't have time for either. As soon as the first guy revealed himself to us, the other two were on us. We were powerless against them. They had super-human strength! The one doing the talking let out a howling laugh, as the other two ... " Nick started to tremble and then sob.
"Nicky -- NICK! You're obviously still here! What happened?"
Nick turned his head and showed his neck to us. There were faint bite marks. "We heal quite fast." He said, stonily, then he raised his lip with two fingers to show us ... his canines were slightly longer ... than you would expect. "They'll grow longer with time."
Chapter 23
Mike and I both stared at Nick as if he were from outer space. Vampires? How could this be? Mike said, "I'm so ... completely ... blown away. I can see that you have changed, and I feel terrible about it ... but ... I don't feel any fear of you, Nicky. Somehow ... I know ... that you are still a good person ... if I can call you that now.
Nick looked crushed. "Nicky - I didn't mean ... I mean ... you ARE still a person! I know that! But all the movies that have been made lately, especially the Twilight series ... they highlight that vampires are Godless and cannot possibly have a happy ending. It's all so hard to get my head around!"
"I know. but ... Mike, I haven't lost my faith in God. Both Elder Snow and I finished our missions and we both still have a great testimony of the gospel. I think that's what makes us ... strong. I'm learning more all the time. I dearly hope that somehow we can find others like us - others who have been ... this way ... long enough to know more than we do. The only thing I have learned is that beyond the physical things, I DO feel more aggressive than I ever did before. You know me better than anyone else. I worked hard, played hard - especially in the football field - but I was never anything close to - aggressive. Now I seem to have that, and it's what worries me more than anything else. Will that grow ...as my - my - f-f-fangs ... are doing?
"The devils who attacked us told us ... gleefully ... that now we were one of them. They said we could never have that large Mormon family that 'all good little Mormon boys' want. They said that we could no longer procreate. It was the great tradeoff to being immortal. I hope they're wrong."
"Aww, Nicky!" Said Mike, tears in his eyes. "I'm so sorry, Nick! But ... I think I know about that one. Can you ... um ... can you even still ... ?"
"Yeah, my orgasms are more than they ever were ... they definitely have improved ... and also ... something else seems to be growing - if you know what I mean ... "
"I think I do ... and I wasn't sure, but I thought I noticed that too. You know since ... puberty ... we haven't exactly flashed each other very much. But I did see you once in awhile in the locker room. I don't remember it being ... that ... big. But I guess I just thought that it was still growing."
"Well, more like growing again. It's slow ... luckily ... only a half inch in the last year."
"Luckily? Most guys would be soooooo ready for any growth they could get. All those bogus penis pills that are advertized on the internet! They must keep advertizing them for SOME reason. A lot of guys must be trying them out!"
"The devils didn't tell me about that. They DID tell us that our fangs would stop growing eventually. So maybe ... THAT ... will too. I don't wanna be a freak ... well, any more than I already am!" His eyes again were getting glassy.
"One of the devils - that's what I call them - because that's what they are! I never want to become like them! Anyway, once they did this to us ... we never saw two of them again, but one kept showing up -- hanging around - trying to get us to - I dunno - I guess trying to convert US to HIS way. I truly believe that they are led around by the nose by the evil one - the devil himself! But he wanted something else. He never threatened us per se, but he tried to ... get me alone and ... to get me to ... you know ... be close with him!"
"Close with him?"
"You know like ...we - I mean ... "
"Like we used to be?" Asked Mike, eyes as round as saucers. Nick shot a look over at me. "He knows, Nicky. Sorry - there isn't anything Kyle doesn't know about me."
Nick looked as if something else was taken from him. Mike looked completely chagrinned to cause him even more distress than he already was in. "It's okay... I guess." said Nick. "Actually it almost feels kind of ... comforting or something ... that someone else knows." Nick looked at me. "Kye, I hope you can be as close to me as Mike is ... there's something really special about you ... I can tell."
Something shot through me like a bolt of lightning when he said that. It felt - incredible ... good - but ... extremely ... guilty.
"I mean," he continued, "omigosh! It's like it's a great burden has ... well at least partially ... lifted from me ... just to know that someone else knows. And, Kye, if Mike trusts you ... I know I can."
It was kind of a question as well as a statement.
"Nick," I started, then re-started, "Nicky - yes. You CAN trust me." He seemed to relax a little more. I could see that he liked me calling him Nicky. He looked back to Mike. They seemed to be mesmerized in each others eyes for a moment, maybe communicating something I had no idea about. The funny thing was ... I was not in the least intimidated or jealous. I took that as an opportunity to steal another glance at Nick's perfect tool, and that guilty feeling coursed through me again. I quickly looked away.
Nicky smiled. "Another thing ... talent ... I seem to have is heightened sensitivity in many areas. I'm ... happy ... I guess ... that you like my package, Kye! It's the one thing that ... though it worries me a little ... so far ... I like it!" He looked over at my crimson face. "And if we are gonna be friends, I hope you won't always react that way." He smiled triumphantly.
"I get it." Said Mike.
"What?" Said both Nick and I together.
"That's what is most different about you, Nicky. You would never have purposely embarrassed ANYONE like that before. Is that part of that 'new aggressiveness' you were referring to?"
"I - I - guess. I'm sorry Kye - I really am. I'm trying to limit that part of me, but it's increasingly difficult. Will you guys ... help me?"
"How?" Said Mike.
"By doing just what you did, Mike. Call me on my stuff ... when I get too ... pushy or ... you know."
"We - I -- We'll try." Said Mike. "Um - but - aren't you planning to go back to BYU next semester? We can't be there with you."
"Actually I could go back now. Missionaries can get a special dispensation and start classes much later than anyone else. They'd give me help - tutoring - especially if I went immediately back into spring training. But I can't do that now."
"Nicky! Nick! Why not. You'd be more awesome than ever with your new ... powers! We saw how you leapt that fence as if you were some sort of cat! You could clean up!"
"I know. That's just the very reason I can't do it. It would be unfair."
"Yeah - as if what happened to you was fair? If you hadn't served your mission, this wouldn't have happened to you at all. Maybe God sent you there on purpose."
"No ... I don't believe that - at least not in any way to hurt me, He didn't. He sent me there knowing that we were so close to Hungary."
"Hungary?"
"Yeah - you know ... that's where Transylvania is ... that's where ... well, I dunno - that's where it was all supposed to have started - anyway ... you know? All I know is that I get a good feeling when I ... um ... do what is right - even being ... um ... WHAT I am. I haven't done anything to be ashamed of ... never hurt anyone. I just don't think it would be right to ... play football - as I am."
"But, Nicky ... what if you can do good using your new powers?" Said Mike. "What if - "
"Ahhhhwrrr NO!" Nick said, in a sudden rage. Then he caught himself. "Oh - crap! I'm sorry ... you see what can happen? I'm trying to control it, but ... I'm sorry, Mikey. You've GOTTA help me! No I mean ... please say you will ... help me! I'm so scared that I may do something like that with my parents."
"We ... er I ... I WILL help -- any way I can, Nic- "
"WE will help." I said. It just flew out of my mouth without even thinking. I stopped and thought ... yes! I SOOOO want to help this... guy! "We're with you, Nick ... Nicky!"
"Oh, Kye -- you can't know what that means to me. I don't want to ... hurt anyone! Not my parents ... I don't even want them to know or worry about it ... and certainly not Natalie."
"Have you seen her yet -- since you got back?"
"Are you kidding? She was at the airport with Mom and Dad when I got home. She waited for me ... two years ... and now - "
Nick's head dropped and he started crying ... sobbing. Both Mike and I were speechless. "Mikey -- how am I gonna tell her?"
"You mean that you're a vamp - "
"Noooo ... Nooo" he wailed. "I can't ever tell her that. But ... how can I tell her after her waiting two whole years for me -- that I can't be with her now. I love her ... I really do ... maybe not like before ... I mean it's been two years And when you're serving the Lord -- you kind of forget about ... home ... after awhile ... and the special feelings you had for ... a girl. But ... Mike ... How can I ever be with anyone ... any girl ... ever again? How could I do ... THIS ... to anyone?"
"It's okay, Nicky ... or ... it's gonna be. It just may take some time for you to get to know yourself and what you can do. And Buddy ... you know I ... no, WE'RE in this with you!" Mike looked at me. I nodded.
"Didn't you say that you haven't done anything to be ashamed of?" I reminded him. "Certainly your god - "
"Not `my God', Kyle -- just God ... my God, your God ... Allah -- what shall anyone call him?"
"What happened to you isn't your fault, Nick!" Said Mike. "They didn't ask your permis - "
"Elder Snow and I weren't supposed to cut through that copse of trees ... or any! We were warned to stay away from places that could compromise us ... and they specifically said to stay away from any woods or forests ... at night. We WERE at fault!"
"Aw c'mon, Nicky!" Said Mike. "You broke a little rule ... and you think your God - "
"I told you, it's not `MY God' - "
Mike said, "No God of mine would condemn me to death because I broke some silly rule ... I mean it isn't as if you were ... screwing around with girls ... er ... was it? Even then - "
"No ... but I felt very guilty about what I WAS doing." He looked at both of us and we didn't try to guess -- only looked to him to finish. "I just couldn't stay away from it! As it started to grow ... it itched and ... OMIGOSH! It fascinated me! It felt so good just to touch ... stretch ... and ... well you know!"
"And do you believe that God doesn't want you to jack off? WHO ... Nick ... WHO doesn't do that?"
"Mormon ... boys ... men. We just don't!"
"I don't believe that! I'll bet ALL Mormon men -- and boys - feel this guilt that you are describing. It's probably why they agree to give up two years of their lives ... two years when other guys are having the time of their lives!"
"Is that what you believe?" Said Nick. "Who do you know that have the time of their lives? I have heard that -- but most are not! They're still teenagers, shy and afraid to do anything beyond their comfort zone. You SEE the campus celebs ... but I believe even they are not enjoying all they seem to. I can tell you ... even with the hassles and problems I had, I'm telling you guys ... my mission was the best two years of my life."
"Yeah -- THAT sounded convincing!"
Nick looked wounded when Mike said that. "I'm sorry, Nicky -- that was unfair."
"No you're partly right. But not totally. It was for the first year, until ... until ... that night. But I had plenty of companions who DID feel that way. And boy ... I know they felt it. These were guys I loved with all my ... that I loved." He said, looking embarrassed.
He looked down. Dammit ... I followed his eyes and his perfect-uncut-ness was bobbing softly in the water -- I swallowed hard and felt my own surge as I fantasized his was stretching toward me! I Looked up and he was looking directly into my eyes. He smiled.
"I'm not used to it either, Kye." He said as he grabbed it and stretched it out "I doubt I will be -- until it stops growing. I told you it itches ... but I didn't tell you ... it's a wonderful ... almost delicious itch."
He looked at mine and snickered. I blushed deeply. I didn't look. I didn't need to -- I could feel that it was hard as a rock. And as embarrassed as I was ... I was glad that it was under the water ... which made it look bigger! I kind of pushed it away from me -- on purpose - just before I covered it ... to make it look even longer from his position.
"Are you guys gonna help me stretch?" Asked Mike.
"Looks like both yours and Kye's is a bit stretched already." Said Nick.
"I meant my legs, pervert!"
"It takes two of us?" Asked Nick.
"We've been doing it without you, but - "
"I think I better go on back. I need to do some thinking -- how to break up with - " His eyes again filled. "and I want to talk to my dad. Maybe he can help me with that ... anyway."
"You decided to tell him about - "
"No, but I can tell him that I need to break up -- he can probably give me some pointers."
Nick slipped back into his Speedo and stepped out of the gazebo. "Remember, we're with you ... whatever you do, Nickers!" Said Mike. We watched in wonder as Nick loped over to the fence, then launched up and over it like a gazelle.
We were quiet for a moment. Mike broke the silence. "Should I be jealous?"
"What?!!" I said, trying to sound incredulous.
He had a droll smile in his eyes. "I Know that it was hot in the tub ... I'm talking about the water ... that would account for your profuse case of the sweats."
"Yeah -- it was hot. What are you - "
"I'm just saying ... I'm not quite getting the drooling."
"Mike! That's not fair. Nick is ... is ... amazing! But ... he obviously likes girls!"
"Kye! I'm just teasing! I was turned on too. He is soooo hot! I always admired ... what he had. His uncut tool fascinated me -- even before puberty. The smell ... I'll never forget it!"
"The smell -- or the taste?"
"It seemed like I could taste it!
"Could you smell it - today?" My mouth dropped open. "Wha - - aat?? Could you?"
"I still can! Actually I'm not sure I did, but just the memory of it made me think I did!"
"If there was a way ... I'd find it ... to restore mine ... for you, Mikey!" I said.
"I'm getting pretty exhausted from the heat. And I must be pretty limbered up ... or softened up. Lets go back inside and ... do some limbering up exercises."
I helped Mike get more limber, then we fell asleep before his parents came home.
"Kev -- he LIKES the pain! I was bending his legs back so far and ... omigosh! Pounding it home so violently ... I know it was almost killing him!"
"Uh-huh." Said my brother ... rubbing hard on his crotch -- I think it was subconsciously. When he saw me staring, he stopped. "What? It sounds ... hot! What?!! You don't like it?"
"I don't much care about hurting the guy I love." I said, defensively.
"Are you sure you don't want me to hook you up with Karston? He's more of a -- um -- I guess a -- gentle soul?"
"I don't love Karston."
"I know. And I get it, Li'l Bro. I love Mike too."
"What?"
"Well -- what's not to love? He makes my little brother happy." He again pushed his rising pants down. I wondered if he wished Mike would make HIM happy!
"I dunno -- maybe I shouldn't be talking to you about ... us."
"Kye-kye -- you know that anything you say to me is sacred ... you do know that -- right?"
"Yeah -- if you say so -- but -- I wish I could enjoy this pain thing as much as you seem to enjoy hearing about it."
"Just tell him how you feel."
"I have. He says it's just while he's recuperating -- because it's limbering him up so well."
"Well ... there you go!"
"But ... he can't hide how much he likes it ... it's too obvious. And ... I want to ... always make it good for him."
Kevin rubbed himself again. I could tell just talking about it was chubbing him up. "Looks like you'd like some of that action!" I smirked.
"Oh, Kye! I'd never ask you to do anything you weren't okay with."
"Me? I thought you were thinking about Mike."
"Kye-kye, I don't exactly think about other guys most of the time. I do like what we have ... "
He doesn't think about other guys MOST of the time. I smiled.
"What?" He said.
"I ... heh ... love you, Kev!"
"Now we're talkin'!"
I used my brother ... roughly ... and -- of course -- he loved it!
"Was Kevin home last night?" Mike asked. I think every pore on my skin started to get prickly."Did you guys ... ?"
I wanted to cry. I felt like shit ... STINKY shit! I didn't have to answer. He knew by my loud silence. I couldn't look him in the eye.
"Kye -- it's okay." He said simply. I found myself wishing he'd yell at me. I found myself wishing he ... cared ... more. "Kye -- Nick came over last night -- after he got back from Natalie's"
"Did he break up?"
"Yeah. He told me ... and then ... he broke down into sobs. Mom popped in and asked if we were okay. He was so humiliated! I told her we were okay. After she closed my door, he threw himself on my bed and screamed into my pillow. I've never seen him like that. I didn't know what to do ... "
"What ... what DID you do?" I asked.
"Kye -- I'm sorry -- it started because I just began to rub his back and neck ... while he cried into my pillow. Kye -- it was like we were in 5th grade again."
"You mean ... you gave him ... comfort ... like you did in 5th grade?"
"It didn't start that way. Neither of us intended for it to ... get like ... that. So you can see ... maybe ... why I so understood about you and Kevin. Kye, I felt so ... guilty!"
"Do I need to worry?"
He thought about it too long. "No. No -- I don't -- think -- so. He's way too ... gentle! I like the way you ... rough me up, Kye! Nick was so sweet! I would have thought after his revelation to us yesterday ... but he's not like that."
"So .. I DO need to worry." It was NOT a question.
"No. No, he was so embarrassed and ashamed when he left. He said that that other guy ... one of the devils that attacked him and his companion ... tried to get close to him... but Nicky had no interest in fooling with the other vamp, so he just thought it wouldn't be a problem for him. But what happened to us ... last night ... showed him that he needs to be ... careful. He was good all the rest of his mission after he was ... changed."
"But in the Twilight series ... "
"That's fiction, Kye ... fantasy ... written ... then produced into a movie ... for entertainment. He says it's not like that. The sun doesn't burn him or make his skin glitter. He says he still has a soul ... and will ... if he doesn't give it away. He says if he gives in to his ... cravings ... then he would be no different from so many who have given their souls away ... to the devil. But it doesn't have to be that way ... or at least that's what he believes. And I think I was able to at least partially convince him that his God wouldn't desert him because he strayed through a copse of trees.
"But he's so sad because he also says he can never have kids. And that means he feels like he can't offer himself to any girl. I'm not sure what that means, but he says he and I can't ever do that again."
"How -- will -- you guys -- prevent it? Obviously he was your best friend in high school. And now ... ?"
"Now he just wants to hang out ... with US. Kye ... he REALLY likes you! He's hoping that we can all be best buds. And he's honest enough about it to admit ... we know what no one else knows about him. He doesn't ... at least for now ... want to tell ANYONE else -- not even his parents. That's part of why he wants both of us as friends ... so badly."
"You say ... he ... really likes me. He hardly knows me." I challenged.
"I know. I think that's what he was admitting to me: I think he WANTS to like you -- to trust you -- because he knows you're my best friend and ... because you and I are the only ones who know what he is. And ... I think he's hopeful that you will really like him ... too."
We sat for a few moments soaking in the hot tub, both absorbed in our own thoughts, and then Mike said, "DO you like him?"
Ignoring his question, I asked ... "Were you hoping -- he'd want to -- do both of us ... I mean - "
"I won't lie to you. I did think about it."
"You thought about it while you were ... having ... um ... oh! By the way - did he ... oh never mind, I guess that's none of my business."
"No -- it's okay, I've got no secrets from you, Kye. What did you want to ask?"
"His new toy ... um ... I mean ... " I couldn't look him in the face. "Who fucked who, Mike?" I said, then immediately rejoined, "Second thought -- never mind. I don't think I want t know."
"KYE! For craps sake! I never said anybody fucked anybody! I said I gave him comfort like we did in the fifth grade! We didn't FUCK in the fifth grade, KYE! We NEVER did that! You are the only one - "
"So you only sucked?"
Mike looked a mixture of pissed and hurt. "We didn't even do that! I jerked him off, and then he spooned me the rest of the night. Why would you assume anything else?"
Now it was I who was chagrinned. "I dunno -- I guess I -- I mean ... yeah, I knew you didn't do that in fifth grade ... and all ... but we're older now, so I thought - "
"Well, you thought wrong! I think even letting me do that to him was a major catastrophe for Nick. He's not gay -- he's just my ... bud. But I could tell he wished it didn't happen."
"The jerk-off?"
"The whole night. We were ... skin-to-skin ... when he spooned me -- you know -- naked. Even that guilted him out."
"Did he tell you that?"
"Not in so many words, but I could tell. Kye -- he LET me get him off ... that was for him. Then he spooned me -- that was for me. But even so ... he didn't touch my ... dick ... at all." Said Mike wistfully.
Mike is so transparent. It was so obvious he was disappointed that Nick wouldn't -- touch him in that way.
I couldn't stand it any longer. Mike's dick was floating soft in the water -- looking at me! I dove for it, grabbed his butt and engulfed his soft meat under water. He was instantly hard before I had to come up for air. And when I did emerge from the water, he was laughing. "You certainly have a knack for subtly changing the subject!"
I turned around and was about to sit on it, but he said, "No -- not in the water! We've been here long enough to soften me up ... I mean my muscles. Let's go in the house and finish this thing off."
"But -- it's Saturday -- your parents - "
"I think I heard them leave. They said they were going shopping. I think they were just giving us some time alone."
We got out and ran to his bedroom, giggling like a couple of ... fifth graders. I immediately dove for his bedside drawer and squirted his hand crème up inside me. "Sit!" I commanded.
"No! We're doing this right this time ... I'm ready!"
I don't think he WAS ready. I had sit-fucked him a couple times before, but he never felt limber enough to do me lying down. He came in from behind, his hands on my breasts, massaging them and tweaking my tits as he rammed himself into me over and over.
I don't know whether it was instinct or not, but he seemed to have the knack for hitting my prostate, so I actually came before he did. When he came, he was screaming in ecstatic agony. I kept my noise to a minimum. I didn't tell him how much it hurt me when he savagely took my hole ... and the way he tortured my titties.
"Kye-kye! You GOTTA tell him!" Kevin said later when I told him what happened. I'd LOVE that, but ... if it's not what you want ... TELL him. Mike loves you. He wouldn't hurt you if he knew you didn't love it like he does. Did you ... fuck him too?"
"Yeah -- I kinda got even. I pounded the crap outa him."
"Hmm -- not a pretty image, but ... You have to tell him, Kye -- I'm telling you! You think you got even, but ... the difference was -- he probably LOVED it."
"I know he did. And it IS speeding up his recovery. He doesn't bother with his crutches at all -- now -- even when we have to walk distances -- like on campus. He's still limping a lot -- but he refuses to use the crutches."
After Kevin made love to me, after he was breathing more evenly, he spooned me from behind, and very gently caressed my sore nipples, and he reiterated, "Tell him, Kye-kye -- tell him."
The next Saturday Nick again came bounding over the fence and joined us in the hot tub again. He had a hard time looking me in the eye. He told us that he got a job at the local Mc D's, and he looked like he was gonna cry -- but he didn't -- as he mentioned that Natalie called and begged him to reconsider what he was doing. "She just has no idea what I'm going through." He said.
I looked at Mike, wondering if he knew ... that I knew ... what Nick was putting HIM through. Finally Nick DID look into my eyes. It was as if he were reading my thoughts, as he said, without looking at him, "Mike -- so you told Kye about what we did last week?"
"So you can read minds too?" I said.
"Not exactly, but I can see a lot in your eyes."
"God, but you have beautiful eyes!" I thought to myself. I was getting lost in them! It was almost hypnotic.
"Gosh you've got beautiful eyes!" Said Nick to me. It went through me like a bolt of lightening!
Mike squeezed my hand. I disconnected from Nicks gaze and looked at Mike. "He's right, you know -- you do have gorgeous eyes, Kye."
After an embarrassed pause, Nick and I started working Mike's legs together. His eyes were closed in concentration -- against the pain, I think. Again, Nick's eyes pulled me in and we worked Mike's leg and hip joints as if we were one -- each knowing exactly what the other was doing -- never disengaging our eyes. This time I don't think Mike noticed.
Notes: I still don't exactly know where this is going -- but it's getting interesting. Thanks for all your comments -- both positive and a few negative. One of you even suggested that I could make it all a dream ... but I've done that too many times in my other stories. This one's gonna play out. Thanks again and ... Love ... ALWAYS love! Steve