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Chapter 3
"Mom......I....I am gay."
"What?" She says in a raised voice.
"What do you mean what?" I say.
"What did you say, I couldn't understand you," she replies.
Did I mumble? I don't think I did, but in my nervousness I must have. "I said that I am gay," this time making sure that I spoke clearly so that she could understand me.
"I already know that," she states.
"What?" I say with a look of confusion on my face. I look at Scott and see that he has the same look. "What do you mean you know?"
"Oh please Eric. I just know. I mean, you haven't really had a girlfriend, or talked about girls, I could tell you felt more comfortable around boys than you did girls, even though you didn't know."
I am surprised, and shocked, to say the least. I look at Scott and see that he is feeling the same way. I just sit there with my mouth hanging open like a fish or something.
She looks at me, pointing her thumb at Scott, she says, "Does he know?"
"Yes, he knows." I respond.
"Oh, that's nice. Is he your boyfriend?"
I stop to think at this question. I have never really considered Scott as being my boyfriend, but when you get right down to it, he is. I look at him, and he nods. "Yes, he is," I state.
"I am happy for the both of you then. I hope that you stay true to each other." And with that she continues eating as nothing unusual just happened, "So how was school today?"
I proceed to tell her about my day and Scott proceeds to talk about his day. We finally finish dinner and I am happy that the whole ordeal is over and that it was that easy. Scott and I do the dishes and I express to him how relieved I am and that I am happy he is here. "I love you." I say as we are finishing the last of the dishes.
"I know." He smiles at me.
Expecting a different answer, I start to play with him, "Fine then. I see that you don't love me." I say trying to use my angriest tone of voice that I can use even though I am not mad at him.
"I'll show you love," and with that he kisses me, deeply.
I drag him back to my room and tackle him when we get there. "I'll show you love," I say in a mocking tone as I begin to tickle him, knowing full well that one cannot resist laughing when they are tickled by someone they love. "You can't even say it." I continue to tickle him.
"Stop.......stop....please stop...," he says while laughing and I can tell he is running out of breath.
"I'll stop when you say it."
"Al.......alright.......alright. I...lo.....love.....you." he says in between breaths and I stop tickling him. I let him catch his breath a moment before I kiss him passionately. I stretch my foot out and shut the door with it. We are still kissing, while we are on the floor in the dark.
I stop just long enough to take off my shirt and take off his shirt, then I lay down on the floor next to him and begin to kiss him again, holding his body close to mine I reach down and squeeze his already hardening dick that is straining against his clothes. He moans softly in response to my touch. I stop kissing him and start to kiss his neck and work my way down his next to his chest, where I stop and lay my head against his chest to listen to his heartbeat. I look up at him and whisper "We'll do more later tonight, I don't want my mom to have to listen to us. If that is ok with you." He nods his head in approval. We lay like that for a while longer before he gets up.
"So what do you want to do 'till then," he asks.
"We could play video games, watch a movie, or whatever,"
"Let's watch movie."
"Do you care which one?"
"Nope."
So I grab an action flick and plug it into the VCR in my room. While we are watching the movie, he lays down and puts his head in my lap. I lovingly stroke and play with his hair.
"Eric?"
"Yeah."
"I love you."
"I love you too." Time passes and we end up wrestling again. It must have been the action in the movie. It is about 11:30 at night and we are both sweaty. "I think it's time for a shower," he winks at me.
I smile at that and say, "Yep."
We head for the shower and get our towels along the way. In the bathroom, he kisses me and runs his hands along my shirtless chest. I undo the button on his pants and let them fall to the ground, without breaking his kiss. He does the same to me, pulls me closer to him and I feel his hardening cock in his boxers, just begging to be released, pressing against my hardening cock that wants to see the light of day through my boxers. I stop the kiss to slide my boxers down and then his, all the while kissing his chest while I his slide down. He turns on the water and checks to make sure that the water isn't to hot. He leads me into the shower, and we embrace, letting the warm water add to our passion. I look into his eyes and begin to stroke his seven inch cock, then kiss him one last time before I kneel down and take his rock hard dick into my mouth.
I run my tongue around the head and up and down the shaft, while I am doing this I feel his hands running through my wet hair and I can hear his moans of pleasure. I begin to slowly suck up and down his shaft, keeping a time seal and stopping just as my lips pass the ridge of his head before I go back down, and the whole time I am doing this my tongue is teasing his head and traveling up and down the shaft. His moans begin to increase and I can feel his muscles tightening. His dick swells and as his dick bursts with cum his pushes my head down on his shaft. I hear the incredible moan of pleasure as his orgasm sweeps through his body, and I am swallowing every drop of his cum. I stand up and he leans against me, fully relaxed. I turn off the water before the hot water runs out so as not to ruin his relaxation. I help him out of the shower and dry him off. As I kneel down to dry off his legs, I kiss his head and he moans again. I stand up and dry myself off, just as I am finishing, he looks me in the eyes and whispers, "I love you." I smile and head for my room naked and he follows me, also naked.
When we get to my room, he lays me on my back and whispers, "Now it's my turn." He grips my half-hard dick and massages it to make it fully erect again. He kisses the head tongue runs his tongue along the ridge of my head. I begin to moan with intense pleasure and run my fingers through his hair. "I love you Scott." I say to him as he begins to go up and down on my shaft, doing to me the same that I did to him, in the exact way. Except that half way through it he take his hand and begins to stroke my cock as he sucks on my balls and kisses them. All the while my moans increase. He returns to sucking and my dick begins to swell. As I explode into his mouth, I thrust my hips up and almost scream as my orgasm racks my body with ecstasy. Meanwhile he is swallowing every drop of my juice.
After he has got his fill, he moves up and lays down behind me and begins to hold me. By now we are both exhausted. Just as I begin to drift off to sleep to sleep, Scott says, "Eric?"
"Hmmmmmm." I reply.
"Can I keep you?"
Smiling I say, "Yes, always."