This is my first story with chapters that I'll be posting on Nifty. I've written others but decided to share this one first. Other stories I have written are Gavin's Got Game, Hayden's Story, Shawn's Turn, Teddy Bear, and the After Party. You can find the first three here in the high school section and the latter two in the college section, all under the gay category. If you have trouble finding them, I am under the Nifty author section as Aaron Hull so you can also find my stories that way. Warning: My shorter stories contain sex. If you like this story, contact me at wah.stories@yahoo.com. I strongly encourage it.
Being with Mason is definitely the best thing in the world. I love being in his arms. I love hearing him laugh. I love the way he smells. I love the way he kisses me. I love everything about him. It's hard to believe I seriously went forever without this hunk. I have no idea what I was thinking.
"Would you be up for meeting my friend Chelsie?" Mason asked me. He and I were laying in his bed watching TV, I had spent the night with him for the second night in a row. And unlike last time, I spend a lot of time with my friends as well. I usually come over to Mason's around eight or so and we eat, watch TV, play games, and all that other stuff. It's nice being able to share a bed with him.
"What?! Right now?! I'm not even dressed! Is she on her way?!" I was wearing one of his old football jerseys from middle school, it actually fit me, and my boxers. Mason was shirtless and was in his Perry the Platypus bed pants; believe it or not we did not have sex last night. We're just really comfortable with each other.
Mason laughed. "No. I meant like next weekend. After church she has to work today."
"Oh." I calmed down. "You scared me for a second." I rested my head against his big, warm chest.
"I'm sorry, babe." Mason said as he wrapped his arms around me. "You know I love you, right?" Ever since we got back together, Mason tells me that he loves me almost every five minutes.
I smile. "No. You've only told me like thirty times this morning."
"I'm sorry...I'm just...I don't want to lose you again."
"If you ever lose me, I know you'll come find me. And if you don't find me I will find myself some cute Italian guy."
Mason laughed. "I would cry every day if you dated some cute Italian guy."
"Well then you better be able to keep up with me."
"You are so high maintenance."
"I gotta keep you on your feet, don't I?"
"Well can't you do that without going other guys. It was hard enough fighting Trey, Daniel, and Brennan for you."
"Well they're light-weights compared to the next herd of guys I'm going to go after."
Mason rolled his eyes. He then pulled me in closer and rested his nose against my neck. He lightly kissed it. "You remember how I told you back when Isabella was accusing me of being the baby's father that the only person I wanted to be with sexually was you?"
I moaned. "Yeah. What about it?"
He kissed my neck again. I began to melt into him. "Well, I just wanted to let you know that you're still the only guy I want. You're the only guy I'll ever need. And I think I need you right-"
There was a knock at the door, it sounded like Garret's knock. "What is it Garret?" Mason asked, somewhat annoyed.
"Tony wants to play football but the football is in your room. Can I come in and get it?"
"No!" Mason shouted back. "Wait just a second!" He quickly hopped out of bed and searched for the football, I guess he didn't want his little brother to see him half naked with his boyfriend in bed.
Once Mason found it, he cracked the door and handed the ball to Garret. The next thing I heard from Garret was, "Are you and Spencer having sex?"
Mason just blushed and quickly shut the door. I had to fight so hard to keep myself from laughing. "He's so adorable." I told Mason.
"If you think he's so adorable then why don't you date him?" Mason asked as he got back into bed with me.
"Well before my mom knew you were gay she was hoping Garret would turn out to be gay so I could date him."
"Really?" Mason was laughing.
"Yeah...it was really embarrassing because Macy was right there."
"If you want him, you can have him. As long as I get to cuddle with you all night, I'll be happy."
"What happened to `I'll cry if you go after a cute Italian guy'?"
"Garret isn't Italian now, is he?" I rolled my eyes. There is definitely no way I could live without Mason.
"Whatever. You know you'd be sad if I left you for anyone."
"Not really. I know that everyone else in the world is no competition for me because you love me and the connection we have can't be shared by just anyone."
"Well I don't know. I would fake the connection with a cute Italian guys. Especially if he has a six pack."
"I have a six-pack."
"But you're not Italian."
"But I'm cute aren't I?" Mason asked, trying to sound innocent.
"Well..."
Mason just smiled and rolled his eyes. "Come on, you want some breakfast?" He then got back out of bed.
"I guess. Do you have any shorts I can wear?" I have my own clothes but I'd rather be decked out in my boyfriend's clothes; broadcast to the world that I'm his babe.
Mason smiled and headed towards his drawer. He pulled out an old pair of shorts, probably from middle school, and tossed them to me. He then went into his closet and got himself a shirt. Once we were presentable, we headed downstairs to get something to eat.
"I think Tony's dad is here, he's a pretty cool guy, I think you'll like him."
"I don't want to meet him like this!" I begged Mason. "I don't want to look like the gay slut that just screwed the star quarterback."
Mason smiled. "You don't look like a slut. You look like my boyfriend. Now come on, I'm hungry and I can smell food."
We entered the kitchen and Mason was right, Tony's dad was sitting at the island with Mr. and Mrs. Glover. But he wasn't just Tony's dad, he was mine.
"Dad?"
"Spencer?"
-Daniel's perspective-
It's been tough getting over Spencer and Kasey at the same time, but it's going better than what I thought. After the break up I was able to talk to Kurt, and he's changed for the better. He's still the fun loving brother I couldn't live without, but when it's time to get serious, he listens to me. I think we're even closer now than we've ever been. He's told me about him and Spencer and he's apologized for it but I can't get mad at him. Now that my mind is clear, I can see that Kurt does care about Spencer and since I am and was in no shape to be that guy for Spencer, Kurt definitely was.
"When are you and Macy going to get back together now that Spencer is out of the way?" Kurt glared at me. "I didn't mean it that way! I meant that now that Spencer is happy, when are you and Macy going to be happy?"
Kurt relaxed. "I don't know. She told me she wanted to get back together over Spring Break."
"Why didn't you jump at that?!" I was shocked. Macy and Kurt are meant to be and Kurt basically put her aside.
"I was still having fun with Spencer at the time. I just haven't gotten the courage to be like `Hey I'm done fucking Spencer, you wanna get back together now?' That sounds really douchey."
I smiled. "Well, we all know you are a douche so that should work out."
Kurt rolled his eyes, he truly was bisexual. "You're so funny."
"Thanks. But seriously, you need to get back with Macy. That's when you were at your happiest."
"I know. I just feel like it would be weird to get back with Macy like this."
"Well the two of you will get back together eventually. I just know it."
Just then my phone rang. It was Brennan. "Hey, are you and Kurt free? Macy, Emma, and I are bored and we want to go out and do something."
"Yeah. We have nothing else to do."
"Who is that?" Kurt asked.
"It's Brennan. He wants to know if we can hang out."
"I can't. I have my basketball banquet tonight."
I sighed, I was really hoping we could hang out. "I don't think we can hang out, actually." I told Brennan.
Kurt made a strange face. "You can still go."
"But your banquet?"
"You wouldn't have fun. It's either you go hang out with our friends or you sit and listen to cheerleader gossip from all they guys' girlfriends."
"Fine. But you better not use this against me." I then returned to Brennan. "Well I can go, Kurt has the banquet."
"Oh okay. I'll be by there in like twenty minutes, okay?"
"Okay. See ya."
"See ya."
I turned to Kurt and he was smiling. "What is it?"
"Do you like Brennan?"
I was about to say no, but after a millisecond of thought, I wasn't sure. "Why do you ask?"
"So you do!"
"I never said that!" I blushed.
"If you really didn't then you would have just said no."
"He's cute, okay. I've never really thought of him as boyfriend material."
"Well you should. Brennan is really cute. You two could talk shit about Kasey, that would be a good conversation starter."
"You're acting like this is a date." I said as I got off of Kurt's bed; after we officially made up we decided that we'd keep the rooming assignment. Neither of us realized how great it was to have our own privacy, especially now that we're both single and not getting any.
"Then why are you getting up?"
"Because I need to get ready."
"For your date?"
I blushed again. "Shut the fuck up." I then turned and left his room. I could hear him laughing in the background.
Now that I thought about it, Brennan actually is really cute. He's also really sweet. Dating him would definitely be a change since both Hannah and Kasey were more ego-centered and Brennan is more humble. The only thing all three of them have in common is that they all cheer, maybe this is a sign that I'm only supposed to go after cheerleaders.
Twenty minutes later I was in the back seat of Brennan's mom's car with Brennan, we were on our way to meet up with the girls at the mall. When we got there, there was no sign of either female. Brennan then texted Macy to see where they were at.
"Great." He said with a sigh. "Macy said that Emma and Austin had a fight and Macy has to be with her.
"So they're not coming?" At the same time I was happy and sad. Happy I could spend some time with Brennan and sad that Emma was in pain.
"If they do come I'll be surprised. I'll call my mom real quick and tell her things were cancelled last minute."
"No!" I shouted too quickly. Brennan looked at me with a weird look. "I mean, you and I could hang out. We haven't really gotten to know each other than well and I'd really like to get to know you. To become better friends. Not to... you know. Are you hungry?" I was so nervous he'd still want to leave.
"Yeah." He blushed too. "I guess just you and I could hang out."
I was more than happy at this point. I was really hoping that Brennan and I would hit it off. "So, how have you been?"
"I've been good. Everyone on the cheer team is obsessed with Isabella's baby bump."
I laughed. "It's not like no one call it coming. I mean, all whores get pregnant in high school."
"Then I should be conceiving anytime soon."
I laughed. At the same time, though, I was over analyzing his words and was scared. Was he saying that he was a whore and that he didn't want anything with me, was he suggesting that he wanted to have sex with me, was he being completely sarcastic and he never wanted to have sex again...I was so worried that things wouldn't work out.
The weirdest part is that before a couple of hours ago, I never would have thought Brennan was a candidate for a boyfriend. But he's just...he's actually amazing. I know I don't know him as well as Spencer or Macy do but both of them are amazing so he has to be something.
"Are you okay?" He asked me. Brennan had a concerned look.
"Yeah. I'm fine. Just thinking."
"Were you thinking about Kasy?"
I was about to ask who that was, but I stopped myself. "No. I think I've gotten over him. I can honestly say that he was a great boyfriend but I know that once a cheater, always a cheater. There is no way I could go back to him."
"I wish I had known that when I had dated him." Brennan said. I could see his concerned look become a depressed look. "I kept taking him back after each time he cheated on me. But then he finally left me because he wanted to be with the last person he had cheated on me with."
It took me a second but I realized that I was the person that Kasey was wanting to go after. I'm the one who ended their relationship. "I'm so sorry, Brennan. I had no idea the two of you were dating. I promise I would have never done anything if I had a clue."
"It's cool. If I were mad at you I would have told you a long time ago. I've moved on from him for the most part. And if it weren't for you I'd still be stuck in that shitty relationship."
"And I'd be banging Spencer...if I could go back in time you'd hate me so much."
This caused the two of us to laugh. "The two of us seem to have a good amount in coming relationship wise. You've dated Kasey. I've dated Kasey. You've been into Spencer. I've been into Spencer. I guess we just don't know where to look."
"Well, I think I know where to look now." We had just reached the food court. I was scared to tell Brennan that I was thinking about looking towards the guy right by my side, but at the same time I so wanted to.
"And which was is that?"
"To my left..." I waited for his response.
He then looked towards the other side of me. "I don't see anything in that direction."
I then stuck my hands out to see which one made an `L,' I'm extremely bad with my lefts and rights. "I mean my right. I think the next guy I want to be with is to the right."
Brennan blushed. "I'm pretty sure the next guy I want to be with is to the left."
I looked to my left and turned back to him. "I don't see any other cute guys in that direction so I'm hoping you're talking about me."
Brennan giggled. He then kissed me on the cheek. I blushed. "You're so cute."
"You too." I grabbed his hand.
-Spencer's perspective-
I turned around and left. I could hear one of the chairs of the island being scooted back. "Spencer! Wait!"
I felt a hand grab my shoulder and spin me around. I looked the person in the eyes and they were the eyes that I hated so much. He had me by both shoulders. "What do you want?! Let go of me!"
"I wanna talk to you! Please listen to me!"
I close my eyes tightly as I began to cry. I then felt his hands fly off of me. When I opened my eyes again, Mason was standing in front of me, protecting me. "What the fuck do you want with my boyfriend?"
My dad was laying on the floor. I'm pretty sure Mason punched him because he was holding his left eye. "Boyfriend? Spencer are you gay?"
"What is going on?!" Mason's mom asked frantically as he entered the living room to see her son guarding me and her friend on the floor. "Mason what did you do?!"
"Spencer told him to let go and he didn't. So I made him let go."
He asked again. "Spencer?! Are you really gay?"
"Yes! I am!" I shouted at my dad. Mason turned around to look me in the eyes. I could see the concern in them. I knew he'd protect me no matter what.
"Are you Spencer's father?" Mason's dad then asked, he was standing by my wife.
"Yes. I am."
Mason's mom grabbed a candlestick that was sitting on a nearby table. "Then get the fuck out of my house right now." My dad looked confused. "Get the fuck out of here, God damnit!"
He then got up. "What about Tony?"
"I'll call Natalie and have her pick him up. Now get out of here."
My dad looked at me once more and I wrapped my arms around Mason tightly. He looked to the ground with defeat and left. When the door closed I completely broke down. I was hoping I'd never have to see him again. I was hoping that he had died. What he had done to my family is unforgivable.
Mason held me as I stood there and cried on his shoulder. He eventually led me to the couch and held me as I cried. Mason's parents sat on the loveseat opposite of the couch. When I finally regained my composure, I looked to see all three of the Glovers' were concerned.
"Why did you freak out when you saw your dad?" Mrs. Glover asked. "I thought you saw him two years ago?" I remembered that my mom had came up with a lie and told the Glovers that my dad wasn't that bad of a man. I've tried convincing myself the same thing and I've told all of my friends different lies, thankfully they never talk about him. Megan does the same thing. We've all came up with our own stories to suppress what really happened.
"Please don't hate my mom, but that was a lie." I could see that the two adults were hurt, but I could also tell that they weren't furious.
"Why would she like about your dad?" Mason's dad then asked.
I didn't want to tell them the truth. I was so scared that my family would be ostracized and that no one would ever look at us the same way. The Glovers' though, they've had their own share of problems. And they're like second parents to me. Hopefully the truth won't change that. "She didn't lie about him leaving before I hit two. She only lied about him being in the military and that he found another woman."
"What really happened?" Mason's mom asked. "You can tell us anything, Spencer."
"My dad was molesting Megan." Tears began to build up in my eyes. I was so scared.
Mason's mom started to tear up immediately as well. Mason's dad held her hand, I could see he was shocked too.
"Megan was only five at the time. She didn't know any better. She thought all dads were supposed to do that with their daughters. My mom caught him one day and the two of them got into a fight. Mom was throwing things at him while he was trying to come up with an excuse for what he was doing. Nothing he said was acceptable, Mom was done with him. There was no way he was coming back into that house."
Mason's mom was crying now, but she was still paying attention. Mason held on to more more tightly, I could feel his tears drop onto my ear.
"She threatened to call the cops. When she tried he suddenly became mad. He threw her to the ground and ripped the phone out of the wall. He said if she ever called the police, he was going to kill me and Megan right there. He then told her that he was leaving and that if he ever found out that the cops are after him, he'll find us and kill us. After that he did leave, he grabbed a few things and he was gone. Mom was so scared. She didn't know what to do about him. She just held me and Megan all night as we sat there in the middle of the floor. At the time we had no neighbors so nobody knew what happened. Megan realized that day what he was doing to her and she once told me that every night she can't get those images out of her head. The only reason I know all of this is because Megan remembers all of this so vividly and for the longest of time I was her outlet."
I began to cry uncontrollably again. I was so scared for the sake of my family. What would they think of Megan now? Would they think my mom is a bad mother for not calling the police? She hates herself everyday for not doing it, she was so scared for us, we were all she had and she knew he was serious because before that day he had never laid a hand on her.
"It's okay, babe." Mason whispered into my ear. "Everything will be okay. I promise that my family will always be here and no matter what you say to us, you and your family will always be a part of our family."
I then felt two extra pairs of arms encircle me. Mason's parents were hugging me too. I felt so loved. I was so scared that they would reject us, but I was so wrong. "Do you think he's still doing that to little kids?" Mason's mom asked me.
"I have no idea." I told her. I honestly didn't I didn't want anything to do with him. Before today, the only image of my father stuck in my head is the image of him yelling at us as he left.
"I know this is a stretch, but maybe if he is and if Tony is a victim, we could get him locked away forever. Do you think Megan would come forward about this?"
I then became scared. This wasn't even my story to tell. Megan would seriously hate me forever if she found out that I had told the Glovers' about dad. "She can't know that I told you all. I'll tell my mom about seeing him and then I'll see what happens then. You do need to check Tony, though. And if he has any other siblings you need to ask them as well. Who knows what he's done since he's left."
"Talk to your mom. Hopefully she'll be okay with us knowing. I need her to talk to his new wife. She needs to know this and I'm not going to be the one who tells her."
"I'll talk to her. Thank you for being so nice."
"Like I said, Spence." Mason began to say "You're family around here and we're not going to look at you any differently. Just look at us, our family isn't perfect either."
"I love you."
"I love you too."
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