This is a fictional story. It is based on many experiences and fantasies of the authors. If you are really into graphic sex, it may not satisfy your purpose for coming here. If you like to hear of real love and real teen angst, with a little sex thrown in, you are in the right place. There may be some amount of graphic sex between males. If this is objectionable to you, or you are legally too young to be here, you are cordially invited to press your back button.
Chapter 4
Bobby:
I left Rennie's room feeling almost kind of -- well, all I can describe it as is -- high! It was so cute to see those two guys -- obviously in love -- well, as in love as teenagers and be. They are so cute. Both are kinda nerdy, but so cute! Ren has those smooth well-rounded swimmers muscles and -- well, such a cute bubble butt! And Lenny, tall and lanky -- I bet he has a proud package hangin'!
Even Rennie is nicely hung! I've seen him. He is so naive! I can't believe he never guessed or noticed me checking him out. Oh yeah, I saw the shocked look on his face when I told him this morning that I liked guys! If he wasn't so young -- well, I can't be thinkin' like that. I hope they appreciated that I locked the door behind me as I left.
I really like Joy. I do! That may sound kinda funny to say, considering I married her. But it was one of those marriages -- of convenience. She was dating my brother; Colin and he broke it off rather suddenly. I won't go into the details but it had to do with a stupid mistake he -- we actually WE made. Colin and his lover, Jake, broke up because of this mistake.
Well, okay, here it is: My brother and I had just recently discovered that each other were gay -- or at least bi. And we got a little drunk and let our defenses down and -- well -- Jake caught us having sex. Anyway, what came after that broke them up and then Colin met Joy. They dated and it even looked for a while like they were getting serious, but then Jake relented and Colin had to go back! He asked me to talk to Joy.
I went over there with good intentions. She was really depressed. She had actually walked in on Colin in a compromised position with Jake, and had left abruptly. Colin's heart was broken that he has hurt her like that, so he asked me to run interference and try to explain to her. I went over there and she was really depressed. I felt sorry for her and was consoling her and one thing led to another and we found ourselves in bed together! One time was all it took! Well, she tried to hide her pregnancy from us but Colin saw her on campus when she was too big to hide it. He started putting things together -- counting months on his fingers -- and he figured it was his baby she was carrying.
She had to admit to him that it was not his -- that it was mine! Colin was pissed! He imagined that I knew and was not willing to shoulder my responsibility to this child and he attacked me. When I convinced him I did not know, he calmed down and then I called Joy, we started dating, and one thing led to another, and we got along pretty well, so we got married! Our parents were ecstatic! My parents didn't think they would ever have any grandchildren, with two poofs as their only sons!
So yes, I feel a responsibility to stay married. And I really like Joy's family -- and they like me. Rennie is the only one -- besides Joy -- who knows about me. I've known about Rennie practically since I came into the family, but decided to wait until he was ready to tell me. It was such a relief this morning to hear that -- and to tell him about me. I hope I can keep up the facade of love that I profess for his sister. I really do love her, but - - -
Rennie loves all of his sisters, but especially Joy -- and now our little boy, Jacob. Rennie just lives for him -- or he did before Lenny came into the picture. And Jakey idolizes his uncle Rennie!
Lenny:
When Bobby left, he seemed to make a point of locking the door on his way out. That was very cool! We both stared at the door momentarily, and then Rennie grabbed me and pulled me in for a kiss! God, I love kissing this boy! I had my first experience with that other friend of Seth's -- and it was hot -- real sex with a real guy! But it was different somehow with Rennie. With Rennie I felt something that was not there with Fred -- or was it Ed? See? I can't even remember his name. Does that stink or what? I can't even remember the name of the first guy I had sex with. Well it was hot and it was quick. We kissed, and sucked and sucked and kissed. And that was the end of it.
But none of that was anything as good as kissing this wonderful boy in front of me! He pulled back and looked into my eyes. They were wet. "Are you okay, Lenny?" He asked.
"Okay?" I asked, lost in my thoughts. "Yeah, you could say that! I don't understand this at all, but -- I really think I am in love!"
"I'm so glad to hear you say that!" Rennie said. "I -- I know exactly how you feel!"
"Speaking of feeling," I ventured, "I want to -- uh -- feel your body again!"
We both stripped down to our skivvies and then hugged again, feeling each other's warmth. It was hot outside, but it was cool in the air conditioning. And I think Ren kept his room colder than the rest of the house anyway. Ren's body felt so good. I was wondering what he must have been thinking of my skinny, bony body. Even my butt was bony! Rennie had such smooth, nice muscles, and hard when they were flexed, but they were soft and warm when relaxed. I was so turned on by this boy!
Rennie:
Lenny was running his hands all over my body, and seemed to be almost humming as he did it. He looked deeply into my eyes and I could see something strange there. "What's up, Dude?" I asked. "Are you okay?"
"I am so in awe of your body!" Lennie said. I felt blood rush into my face. I shrugged. "No really! You look and feel so good! It really -- well," he looked down and smirked, "obviously, it turns me on!"
"And that's somehow a problem?" I remarked.
"It's just that -- I am so -- skinny and NOT muscly! I can't imagine what you see in me!"
"Dude!!!" I exclaimed! "I LOVE your body! I love that you don't have an ounce of fat on you. I've got lots of it!"
"Wha -- at?" Lenny said. "You're not fat! You're perfect!" I blushed again.
"I hate this fat! But no matter what I do -- it's ALWAYS there! Coach says that swimmers need it -- to keep them from getting too cold in the water. But it just looks like fat to me!"
"Trust me on this one, Ren. You are not fat! Hey ALL guys have some fat! Everyone does!"
"You don't!" I retorted. He looked helpless and like I just slapped him. "Lenny! That's one of the things I LOVE about your body! I love the feel of your bones -- especially the other night when I was on top of you! And I think you KNOW which bone I like the best! Hee hee!" I said as I grabbed his throbbing manhood! I kissed him again, stroking him through his skivvies. He moaned a little and reciprocated.
I pulled him onto the bed. I had a large window next to my bed, but as we were on the third story, nobody but the birds saw us. We ripped off our underwear, and it was kinda cold without any clothes on, so we slipped under the covers. We were kissing each other passionately. I think I could go on just kissing Lenny for the rest of my life. If all I did was kiss him, it would be enough. But his hot throbbing dick in my hand felt pretty good too! And of course mine was in his hand too. He worked his way down to my balls, He was very gentle, as he felt and stroked them. He rubbed and massaged my butt and the returned to my dick. I was in heaven! Obviously he had done this before, whereas I have never been with anyone else before! I tried to ape what he was doing -- and I guess I was doing all right, considering his jagged breathing and all the moans.
"Shhhh, Dude!" I warned. I don't want anyone to hear. I got sisters up here with me, you know!"
"Sorry." He said and he kissed me again hard and deep. Then he kissed my neck and before I knew it, he was sucking on one of my titties, licking my nipple. That sent surges of electricity down to my dick, which felt like it would jump out of his hand! He squeezed it a little harder and kept up a slow stroking. His head was now buried under my covers, and he nuzzled my chest and down to my stomach with his nose. His breath on my skin drove me crazy! He teased my light little treasure trail, nipping it with his lips.
His chin touched my dick, and sent a bolt of lightning down me so intense that I felt a little something spurt out of it! Must be some of the `precum" he was telling me about! Then he did it! He licked it off, and then made an appreciative little "mmmm" sound. I could feel his hot breath on the head of my dick as he started to surround it with his mouth.
RAP RAP RAP! On the door! "Rennie! Are you in there!" It was my DAD!!!
We both sprang from the bed, and I hollered, "Just a minute, dad!" I ran around in a little circle, not knowing what to do! Lenny grabbed me and quickly whispered in my ear, "We were just getting changed to go swim with Bobby."
"We were just getting changed to go swim with Bobby!" I hollered and I grabbed two pair of Speedos from my drawer, and tossed one to Lenny! I put mine on, and ran to the door, trusting that Lenny would get his on before I opened it. He did!
"Oh!" My dad said. "Hello. I'm Lawrence's father."
"Nice to meet you, sir." Lenny said, looking down at the balding top of Dad's head. "I'm Leonard -- Lenny!" I wondered if dad could possibly miss the oversized bulges we were both trying to conceal with our hands.
"Yeah, I saw Bobby swimming. Actually he was sunning." Dad said. Rennie, how many times do we have to tell you to make your bed in the morning!" He saw that the bed was in total chaos.
"Dad! I ALWAYS make my - " then it hit me! "Oh, heh! Guess I did forget this morning!" I grinned self-consciously.
"Nice impression on your friend!" Dad said. "Well, make your bed and then if you still want to catch up with Bobby, you better hurry! Renate will have lunch ready in about 40 minutes!"
Renate (pronounced "reh-notta", with the accent on the "not") was our housekeeper and cook, and did NOT like latecomers for a meal. She was German and was a fabulous cook. She worked for my parents since way before I was born. She was as round as a ball, and very sweet -- in her own special way -- that is, unless you came late for dinner!
"And Rennie?" Dad said. "Turn up the thermostat in this room! You keep it way too cold! How in the world can you be sweating when it's this cold! Look at you! You're starting to shiver!"
I was at a loss for something to say. I felt like he must have known what we were doing and was playing with me -- but he wasn't one to play. Still - - -
Finally, it was Lenny again who saved my ass! "It really didn't feel this cool before we put our bathing suits on, sir!"
Dad was out the door by this time and he closed it behind him.
"OH! MY! GOD!" I said. We broke into hysterics! "I don't know what I would do without you to bail me out!" I exclaimed. "You are very quick!"
"We better get this bed made and get down there!" Lenny said. "All you need to do is slow down and `think'!"
"Some have a talent for it! I don't!" I said. We kissed again and headed for the slide. I went first and spiraled the two stories down into the water. I looked up at Lenny, and he looked down and was shaking his head. I looked over at Bobby, who was smiling big. I looked back at Lenny and hollered, "C'mon, PUSSY BOY, just DO it! That was all it took. He screamed all the way down! When he got down, I hugged him and when I looked over into the window in the game room, there was Dad, watching us! He was smiling, and then he turned around and walked away. I visually trembled.
"What's up young one?" Bobby asked noticing my shiver.
"Ya ever get that feeling like a mouse being toyed with by a cat?" I asked.
" I TOLD YOU!" He half laughed.
"This means nothing." I said half believing myself.
"Ummm I get the feeling I missed something." Lenny said.
" Ya see," I explained. " Bobby here seems to think that on some conscience level my parents already know that I am --- what I am"
" Gay! Your Gay. And judging by the way you two horny toads act together I would suspect they know about your beanpole too."
That's Bobby, always with a smart-ass remark.
" Well I don't see any beanpoles around here, but I do see one GIANT fruit basket with a tiny banana in a pair of red satin shorts!" Lenny quipped.
I think Bobby turned as red as his shorts. Lenny's gonna fit in just fine I think. You see I come from a large family of smart Asses and pranksters. Unfortunately I'm not quick as most of them which usually makes me the brunt of the majority of the jokes and gags. We swam around for a while until I looked at the clock.
"OH SHIT!" I shouted jumping out of the pool. Bobby was hot on my tail. Hey Sickos! You know what I meant. I was almost to the blower room when I realized I had forgotten Lenny.
"Lenny! Quick up and out, we're late"
LENNY
Something about the urgency in his voice told me this was not a time to ask questions. I hurried and followed him into what he called the blower room. No, don't let your imaginations run wild, Imagine giant hand dryers on opposite walls and one on the ceiling. We threw on some tee shirts that are kept by the pool, and hurried into the dining room where everybody was already seated.
Rennie's Dad looked over to me and Rennie when we sat down and gave us a childish look as he whispered "OOOOOH Your gonna ge---t it!"
Suddenly a large Nazi-esque Woman entered and scowled in our general direction.
" Lunch is served at 12:15 daily. Any latecomers will suffer the wrath of Renate!"
I about pissed myself right then. Pictures of medieval torture devices in the kitchen flashed through my mind. I then realized that everyone around me was looking straight ahead. What the hell was this, boot camp?
"YOU!" she boomed. "Come with me!"
I was frozen to my chair.
"You probably better go" Ren whispered. I said a silent prayer as I got up from my chair and followed this spherical psychopath into the kitchen, feeling like a lamb being led to the slaughter. As soon as we were in the kitchen, She was on me in a flash.
" You hurt my Lawrence, I kill you. You make him cry, I kill you slow. And don't think I am joking, I know people, fairy boy."
"Yes ma'am" was all I could muster and even that came out in a barely audible squeak.
"Now take this in there, and if you speak of anything I said - " she drew her finger across her neck.
I quickly did as I was told and carried the stroganoff into the dining room. After I placed it on the table all eyes followed me as I sat back down.
Rennie
My poor baby looked like a puppy who had just poo'd on the rug.
"Welcome to the family" I said half joking. I knew that all my extended family had to have a meeting with Renate. I wonder what she said?
Dad:
When I saw Leonard -- Lenny -- come spiraling down the slide -- and then the way they hugged -- it made it even more clear that we had a situation to deal with. We have known for some time -- or at least supposed -- that Rennie is gay. We're just waiting for him to open up to us. I don't think he realizes we suspect.
What is maybe more interesting is that Bobby imagines we don't know about him! Lack of age and experience make them oblivious to just how obvious they both are. Oh, Bobby has a bit more finesse, to be sure, but to me it is so clear. I suppose it may not have been, if my own brother was not gay. I guess my "gaydar" is more developed than most straight guys.
I have known of the probability that Rennie was gay since he was a preteen. He tended to want to always play with the girls. He never went through the "hate girls" stage that other boys do. And -- sorry to say -- he was a wimp. The other boys picked on him unmercifully. I could see he would never be a footballer, so I put him into swim camp every year. He hated it at first -- until he found he had a talent for it. Then when he was in 8th grade he really took off. He started to develop in all the right places, and became a sleek machine in the water.
I knew from Joy's early years that she would have to have a very gentle guy. Bobby fills that bill, and he is good to her. I don't see the passion between them that there might be, but they have more going for them than most couples, that's for sure!
I thought poor Lenny was going to mess his pants when Renate "invited" him into the kitchen. He looked around at all of us, and we didn't give him any safe harbor. So he walked in the kitchen. When he came back carrying the stroganoff, he looked like he had been whipped, and told to like it! The look that passed between him and Rennie was priceless! Everyone else was straining to keep from giggling. Renate did not see any humor. I knew exactly what she told him. She loved Rennie like he was her own.
Rennie:
As soon as dessert was finished, Lenny said he had to be getting home. He looked sick, and as we took the lift to my room, I asked what was wrong.
"I'm not feeling very good."
"Does it have anything to do with what Renate told you?" I asked, knowing immediately that I was right by the pained expression on his face.
"Man, Ren, she must really love you!" Was all I could get out of him. We got dressed and as soon as Lenny had his shoes on, he made to leave the room.
"Dude!!" I exclaimed, "Aren't you forgetting something?"
"Oh, yeah." He said, tiredly. He came back and gave me a hug. I closed and locked the door. I grabbed him again and wrapped as much of my body as humanly possible around his stick-frame. He was actually trembling. I held him for about 3 minutes, my head on his chest until he stopped shaking. Then I looked up into his eyes, and he bent his head down into a sweet kiss. Well it started out sweet. It developed into a hot, passionate exchange! When we were finished, he adjusted his shock of hair and then his crotch and started to open the door again.
"Dude!!" I exclaimed, "Aren't you forgetting something?"
He looked unbelievably at me -- perplexed. "The horn, dude! The horn! I told you it is yours!"
"I can't take that!" he objected. "What will I tell my parents? My dad knows a good instrument when he sees it!"
"I've seen you in action, my sweet Lenny, in a lot more pressing situation than how you came to have a new instrument!! You'll think of something!" He looked embarrassed, but took it anyway.
"Thanks." He said, looking at the floor. I walked him downstairs to the front door. We said goodbye, with most of the family there. They all had to say good bye to my sweetie. When he was gone, my mom asked me what he was taking home with him. "That looked like the case for your - "
"That's what it was, Mom." I said it almost defiantly. That was not lost on my dad.
"Son," Dad said. "You know that was yours to do as you please with. But you have to be careful."
"What do you mean, Dad?"
"I could see by the way your friend acted that this was all kind of overwhelming to him. He comes from -- well -- a family with considerably less means than we have. You know that this is not a problem for us, son, but you have to be sensitive to people's feelings."
This hurt me. I probably more than any other member of this family was sensitive. I guess Dad saw my confusion. "Rennie, people who are not as fortunate as we are -- if they are good people -- feel uncomfortable accepting large gifts. And that's as it should be. Just be sensitive to that, if you want to retain Lenny's friendship."
"Oh. I think I see, Dad. Thanks." I said. I looked at Bobby, then back at my parents. "Dad -- Mom? I -- er -- can we talk -- um -- privately -- tonight?"
Notes: Coming out to parents can be the hardest thing any gay person has to do. That's why so many of us put it off. Comments are welcome to Steve and Ken at s4d@hotmail.com. Please mention "Lenny" in the subject line. Thanks and love!