Kyle's Outcoming - Chapter 26
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 25:
"I never said I was in love with Mike." Kevin said, not really denying it, but ... "But -- no, I wasn't talking about dealing with MY feelings. How are you going to deal with your budding feelings for Nick -- and also he and Mike being best friends?"
"FUCK!" I whisperered. "Is this what adulthood is like? I hate it. How did you know?"
"I suppose the same way you know about my feelings for Mike. I know you, Squirt! And ... come here! I don't like you way over there!"
I again snuggled up close to my protector. He pulled me even closer and hugged me almost desperately with his strong arms. I could tell -- even without words -- he knew my thoughts.
We didn't come to any conclusions or reasons for our confused state. But we did ... let's call it ... sublimated ... our frustrations in each other's bodies. Is that our immaturity showing ... or was that part of our maturing?
Kevin Woke me up. "Time to get up Peewee. I gotta get back to school. I love you!"
He kissed my forehead and walked out, flipping the light on. I closed my eyes against the brightness, and when my eyes were accustomed, I got up and mindlessly went about getting ready for classes.
Mindlessly, because it was something I could do by rote, as my mind raced through the last 24 hours. I wondered how Mike and I would act when I picked him up. Could he know how my brother felt about him? He couldn't miss how I was "connected" with Nick. Is this what growing up is? If so ... it SUCKS!
Chapter 26
I got to Mike's house 15 minutes early and ... he came out the door before I could get out of the car. He hobbled to the car. I was sure he was gonna tell me - that he was not going today. He opened the door and got in.
"Wow", I said, "No crutches - er anything - completely on your own huh?"
"i just gotta do it! You guys have really helped me - a lot. Now I have to start doing on my own."
I was sure he was gonna tell me he could start driving himself, or something, but he didn't. We pretty much drove to the college in silence. We were still 20 minutes early, but I stopped the car, put it in park opened my door and started to get out.
"I hate this!" said Mike.
I pulled my leg back in, closed my door and looked at him. I wanted to say something. I felt such love and pain and frustration all at once. But I could not utter a word.
Mike drew a deep breath and let it out. "Kye - I don't want to lose you - I mean as a friend - you know?" I still didn't know what to say ... and had a sinking feeling about where he was heading. "I mean - Kye - I LOVE you - I DO!"
("What ... as a friend?" I thought.) "Yeah." I said lamely. "I'm - I dunno- feeling all - um - confused - or something - too."
"Well, after me and Kevin - you know - yesterday in the spa - and then - and then - " He got a pained look as if any minute he was going to break down.
"Yeah - and then later when Nick and I - um - How are we gonna handle it, Mike? Do we just ignore it and pretend they never happened?" I said.
I was looking at him, but he couldn't look me in the eyes. We could only sit half toward each other in the car, but I was looking straight at Mike's eyes. He was looking my way, but more at my neck. I could see the hurt in his eyes. He had something in his head, but it was like he couldn't put it in words. His mouth started to open, then quiver. I put my hand on his knee. The moment his glassy eyes met mine, a tear ran down one side. He sighed deeply and looked over my head, and squeezed his eyes closed, and both his pretty red cheeks had shiny streaks running down. He looked down at my hand.
"Oh my gosh, Mike - you - you're - in love with my brother - aren't you?" The next time his eyes met mine, it felt like a knife piercing my heart. He made a quick, closed mouth sob. A car went past ours in the parking lot. I jerked my hand from his knee, and we both looked all around. The car didn't stop or even pause. The two girls in it weren't even looking at us.
Ignoring my question, he said, "I guess we better get to class. I have to go slow ... "
He got out of the car and slowly started to walk - very unsteadily - toward the campus. I just sat in the car, stunned, watching him walk away, my mind wandering from one thing to the next, not knowing - almost afraid - to dwell on any particular thought. He was turning a corner out of my view. I jumped out of the car and ran to the same corner. I rounded it and saw him a bit further up the hall and then I stopped and stepped back around the corner again and started to cough heavily - to cover for the tears that were welling up. I looked around and cleared my throat hard. The tears seemed pretty natural for a coughig bout, so I continued around the corner again just in time to see him go into the lecture hall.
I walked to the door and went in and saw him sitting in the seat closest to the door. Miss Whitney (I didn't know many of the class members' first names) was next to him. She was one of those who was all gaga when he first came back after getting hurt. When she saw me, she moved, knowing that we had a special connection. I smiled at her. She moved two rows back of us. When my eyes came back to Mike, he was painfully looking up at me. It was hard for him to look up at that angle. I squeezed his shoulder and sat down next to him.
"You gonna be okay, Bud?" I asked, not looking at him.
"Are you?" He asked.
I thought about our age and several other things having to do with teen angst and being so young and so old all at the same time - all in half a second. "I'll live. Are you gonna tell Kev about - your - "
"Are YOU gonna tell the vampire?" He asked.
It sounded both defensive and maybe ... a little bitter? He couldn't even say Nick's name. It was as if he was jealous of Nick - but I knew he was enthralled with my brother.
"Are you alright, Mr. Newberry?" Said the professor to Mike. I had vaguely heard him start the class, but kind of forgot as quickly s he started.
"Um - " Mike started, and cleared his throat, "yeah - um - sorry, Dr. White."
We both then paid attention to the class instruction, and when it was over we started for our next class. Mike was having trouble walking. I grabbed for his books. He almost fell, as he struggled to keep them from me. "Mike - give yourself a break. I'm here to help you!"
"You - you - don't need to - "
"You know, Mike - I'm still your best friend."
"Yes - you are!" He said and released the books.
We walked in silence to class and the rest of the day we did as I had suggested earlier. We ignored it and pretended it never happened. Just before our last class, which as completely across campus, we sat for a moment to rest on a bench in front of the library. My phone vibrated. I took it out and looked at it. It was Kevin.
"Yeah?"
"Um - yeah, happy to hear you too, Kye."
I got up and walked about 20 paces away. "What's up, Kevin?" I tried to not let it sound bitter. I mean, wasn't I in the same boat as Mike. I felt like my brother was making moves on my - boyfriend - and yet I was enthralled with Nick.
"I think we need to talk." Said Kevin.
"About?"
"This whole mess."
I knew exactly what he was referring to. "I know."
"Are you finished with classes?"
"We still have American History - in five minutes."
"Can you miss it? I'm in the parking lot - next to your car."
"WHAT?!" I exclaimed. "I thought - you mean - you drove all the up from West L.A. to - to - talk to me?"
"Yeah, - well - that and - "
" - and to see Mike - right?" I said. "Mike's here with me - of COURSE - and we need to go to class. I'm still helping him catch up and ... you DID know he's my best friend - right?" I again hoped it didn't come out too bitterly. I love my brother! "Just go home and I'll see you there, after I drop Mike off."
"I'm not going home. I need to get back tonight and ... I don't want to have to explain to Mom and Dad - erm - why I came home mid-week - again."
"Then We'll see you in the parking lot. I'll go home and you can talk to Mike - on the way to his house. HE'S the one you need to talk to."
"Kye - I'm sorry."
"I know - me too. I gotta go. Wait in the parking lot." I said and I pressed the off button on my phone.
I almost ran back to the bench and Mike was getting up. "Who was that?"
"My brother."
"Oh my gosh." What did you - "
I cut him off. "Let's go - we need to get to class!"
When class was out, I immediately started to quiz Mike on the Civil War Reconstruction period. When we got to the car, I said, "Your going in THAT car." He looked confused until he saw Kevin walk around the car and open the door. He looked between us a couple times and hobbled over to Kevin. As Kevin closed the door, he gave me a pained - sorrowful look. I started my car and drove away.
It was hard to see clearly, driving with flooded eyes. When I got home, and started to get out of my car, I saw a blur and then someone was opening my car door for me. I craned my head up and saw him.
"Nick! What're you - "
"My comp - you know, my missionary comp who ... got bitten with me?"
"What about him?"
"He called me and told me I should see you - immediately."
"Wha - at? I don't even - I mean - how does ... he know ... me?!!"
"He doesn't. He just told me that I needed to talk to someone named Kay or Kye - or something."
"But - how could he - "
"It's complicated. We're somehow connected and he has this - well, I dunno - it just is what it is. Anyway - where's Mike? I was just at his house a moment ago and he wasn't home. Didn't you guys ride together this morning?"
"Kevin took him home."
As fast as he appeared, he disappeared. I was still awed by that and was closing my car door when he reappeared. My whole body seemed to jump - but I didn't really even move. "You gotta stop that! I almost shit my pants!" I said harshly.
"Sorry, I'm still getting used to - I mean - just having someone know is - well, anyway - yeah, Mikey and Kevin are in his house. What's going on?"
I looked at him as if he just had landed from Mars - which he may as well have. "Oh - I guess you are thinking the same thing." Said Nick.
I spied the neighbor across the street. She was rubbing her eyes like she couldn't underatand what she just saw. I waved, She waved back. "Let's go into the house," I said, "before we cause any more confusion in the neighborhood."
"Sorry."
"Hello, Sweetheart." Mom said as I opened the door. Nick stepped in before Mom could see me. "You're a little early - oh!" She said, as she saw Nick. But then I stepped in the door and she relaxed.
"Hi Mom. This is Nick."
"Hi Nick."
"Hi - um - Mom(?)" he said kind of cutesy.
"Oh - sorry, Nick - you probably don't even know our last name. It's Tragg. Come to think of it - I don't remember yours. I know Mike told me."
"Graziano. Hi, Mrs. Tragg." Mom would usually not let one of my freinds call her that, but she didn't correct him. I think she was still a little shaken when it wasn't I who first stepped in th door.
"Will Nick be staying for dinner?" Mom asked me.
I looked at Nick. "Um - sure!" he said grinning.
(OMG, he has a delicious smile!)
"Your dad will be home in about an hour. I'm surprised you're not over helping Michael."
"Kevin's over - " SHIT! he didn't want them to know! " - um - I mean - "
"Kevin works Mike out better." said Nick. "I'm afraid Kyle is more kind hearted that Mike likes. Kye's afraid of causing Mike too much pain." Said Nick.
Mom looked more confused. "Nick is Mike's next door neighbor." I said, as if that was the explanation. She still looked bewildered.
"I've been there as Kye and Kevin have exercised Mike. Kye's afraid to push him - as far as he wants to be pushed. Kevin isn't."
"They're both footballers, Mom. They seem to know how far to push."
"Oh - okay. Oh! So - is Kevin coming home for dinner?"
"I - uuuuhhh - don't think - so - he has to get back to - um - school - tonight."
"Hmh. He must really like your boyfriend, Kyle." As soon as she said it, she got a horrified look on her face, as she looked between me and Nick.
"It's okay, Mom - Nick knows. And - well - Mike and I - aren't really - um - it's more like best friends - you know?"
"Oh - I see." She said - clearly NOT seeing at all.
"Um - Nick and I'll be in my room. Call us when dinner's ready - k?"
"Okay, Sweetheart."
I was about to turn into my room when I heard my mom say, "Hello, Kevin. you can come for dinner! You COULD stay and go back to school in the morning. It wouldn't be the first time - oh! Okay. Well if youre sure, - um - okay bye sweetie pie. I love you!"
As soon as I was in my bedroom door and got the door closed, my phone vibrated. "Kevin - I'm sorry - it just slipped out!"
"Well, I'm not coming home. Gotta think how ... er ... what I'm gonna tell them."
"Kev - I'm so sorry!"
"No - I mean - it's okay, Kye-kye. We'll figure something out. Bye, Bro."
As soon as I hung up, Nick said. "Shit - SHIT SHIT SHIT!" he he looked at me sheepishly. "And for me that's saying a ... LOT ... I don't EVER cuss! "Damn - er - DANG it, Kye, I've screwed things up for everyone!"
"No - you - "
"I HAVE! If I didn't come over that first day, none of this would have happened."
"We don't know that, Nick."
"Yes we - or - I do!"
"Nick, Kevin already knew Mike before you come over - and who's to say it wouldn'ta happened anyway?"
"But ... but ... "
He had glassy eyes as shook his head slowly, never losing eye contact with me. We were standing 2 inches from each other. I took a deep breath, my lips parted and I - went for it. We both closed our eyes and ... it was as if we were still back in that first kiss - the night before. Our bodies closed together, and our warmth seemed to drain out of my body into his. I loved the feel of his coolness.
When the kiss was over, he said, "What now? What about you and Mikey?"
"I think you mean KEVIN and Mikey." I said.
"Wha - I mean - how do you know this?"
"He said - well, it was never really spoken, but we - sort of - broke up - today. He and Kevin really have hit it off."
"OMIGOSH!" Said Nick. He sat down hard on my bed. "I came over here to apologize."
"Apologize - for what?"
"For getting in you and Mikeys way. And now - Kye - I've never felt - um - I don't think I've slept more than two hours in the last two days. I never before thought about - I mean - I'm not - I mean - how can I be ... But these feelings I have for you and ... It's all so ... confusing to me. Can I possibly be ... um ... um ... "
"Gay?" I said.
"You make it sound so simple!"
"I don't mean to. It's not - believe me - look at Mike!"
He tore his eyes away from mine. "Kye, I've never felt this way - about anyone. It feels so right and at the same time ... SOOOO wrong! And to think that I tried to break up you and -"
"Stop thinking that!" I said. "If anything it was Kevin that broke us up. and if it weren't for you - I'd be alone right now. Mike's with Kevin ... now."
I lay back on my bed and pulled at Nick. He resisted for a moment then relented and came over on top of me. His body went from rock hard to soft, as our bodies melded together - as much as they could with clothes on. He felt as good and cool to me as the under side of my pillow. It felt so good. This time it was he who initiated the kiss. We both felt one anothers hardness - getting harder and throbbing. We heard sharp footsteps coming down the hall. I flinched and pushed him off. Quicker than I could even blink, he was across the room in my desk chair, reclined with his feet on my desk.
KNOCK KNOCK! My parents were learning not to barge in. My mom learnt it several years ago when she walked in one me - alone! Dad learned it since Mike and me.
"Come in!"
He opened the door and seeing us so far removed from each other, came in.
"Dad, this is Nick - Nick Graziano."
"Hi Nick, I'm"
"Hello, Mr. Tragg."
"Heh - my father was Mr. Tragg! Call me Ron."
"Hi - Ron."
"Dinner's in five. Get cleaned up. Will you be staying the night, Mick?'
"It's Nick - and no - not tonight, Mr. - er - Ron." Nick looked at me - I thought - hungrily.
After dinner, Nick said he better go. I thought about Dad's near invitation for him to stay the night, but didn't mention it. I walked him out to ... well, there WAS no car. He had RUN over. We walked for about a half block, and then he said, "I don't know what to tell you, Kyle. It's all is so ... new and ... bewildering ... to me. My body is scrreaming out to me that it wants more of what we started on your bed. But Mike is my - "
"I know. But I'm pretty sure Mike is in my brothers arms about now. That's really wierd to me, 'cuz - well - it's my brother! My macho, university football player brother - who can't be gay ... can he?"
"Sure seemed to me like he was liking what was going down between him and Mike." Said Nick.
"No more than I was liking what was going on between you and me!" It came out of my mouth without even thinking. But it's definietly what I was feeling!
When I said that he looked spun around like a top and was gone for a second then came back and grabbed me around the waist. "Hold on." Was all he said, and he picked me up and trees flew past in a blurr, and he put me down ... gently on a lawn at the park two blocks away. Then he only had to look into my eyes before I attacked him. As we kiissed passionately, our hands were both groping each others' bodies. When I touched the hard bulge at the front of his jeans, he moaned, and unsnapped and unzipped mine.
"Is this okay with you?" He asked.
I felt light headed after the quick "ride" and only bobbed my head and he rubbed the front of my underwear. It was my turn to moan, and we kissed again, as his hand found skin. His hand was cool to the touch -as is the rest of him. I am usually over heated, so his coolness feels heavenly to me. He looked deeply int my eyes and he slowly stroked me. It was obvious this was a first for him.
"Kye - I am afraid of doing something that will hurt - maybe both of us later."
"I've learned to live for today ... as much as possible." I said, and I undid the front of HIS jeans and found his turgid meat. We kissed again, as we stroked each other slowly, with copious amounts of pre-jizz and ... moans to accompans it. I left off his face and bent over and nuzzled the head of his cool meat. He let out a slight shriek, and started to pant. I enveloped it in my mouth. Ever heard of vichy-soisse? It's cold soup. Not expected, but it grows on you ... well, it does on me at least. Cold dick is the same way. It was warming to the heat in my mouth, though and he was almost choking with his reaction.
He stopped me. "Kye - I've never done ... anything ... with ANYONE!"
"Are we going too fast?" I asked.
"I just don't know what comes next ... or after that." He said.
"Let me assure you - this is better than sucking blood from your companions butt cheek!" And I resumed sucking and bobbing on his, again, cold dick.
In about thirty seconds, I felt cool jizz sliding down my throat. I swallowed like it was lemonade - it was that sweet! He shuddered and seemed to start convulsing, but then relaxed and let it take him over. He just kept repeating, "Oh Gosh! Oh Gosh! Oh Gosh! Oh GOSH! Oh GOSH! Oh GOSH! OOoohhh - Gawwwww ... awwww - aaaaiieeeee!" I only thought he had come before. I think I was swallowing 10 years of catch-up cumming! Even after swallowing more than ever before, my mouth was brimming and dripping with it.
When he was finished, I came up, as I know to do and kissed him. He sucked down all the jizz I could give him and sucked on my tongue as if IT were another part of me. He clung to me like he was afraid I might fly away if he let me go.
After he relaxed, he looked at me, slowly closed, then opened his eyes about half way and said, "Oh Kye! I LOVE you sooooo much!" He paused then continued, "Mike's my best friend, but you ... you ... will you be my - my - (sigh - moan) MINE!?
"Yeah - I mean ... I mean ... OHH YESSS!" He seemed to get his energy back in an instant and picked me up like a stick and hugged me ... firmly, but gently at the same time. Then after another whirring of trees, we were 2 houses away from my house. He said, "I won't embarrass you in front of your neighbors." "When will I see you again?" I said, but he was already gone. Notes: Does there really have to be notes after that? If you wanna yell at me ... or feel like kissing me ... s4d@hotmail.com. Love, Steve