St. Joseph's All-boys High School - 07
St. Joseph's All-boys High School
By LDXBoy
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Most of the story is fiction but has been inspired by real persons I have meet and real situations I have experienced.
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Authors Note
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Chapter 7 - Family Reunion
When we entered the main gates I was nervous as hell and the butterflies felt like pigeons in my stomach.
When I was walking to the door John said, "Your mom is waiting in her room."
"Thanks. Nice to see you."
I walked into the house where a butler guided me into the house. It was huge, amazingly huge and was full of people already, especially the press.
We walked through the main entrance hall where I saw some guys, maybe photographers, pointing at me; we crossed a big dinner salon where I counted at least 30 tables set for ten people each, an orchestra was at the back of the salon just in front of the dance floor; finally I reached the stairs, when I was going to walk up someone called my name, "David!"
I didn't pay any attention, I thought it was a photographer but he called again, "David, it's me!"
I stopped and turned to look at him, he was standing at the doorway of the living room, gorgeous as ever in a dark gray suit and smiling.
"Tomas? What are you doing here?"
"Er... I... Your Mom invited me," He said almost stuttering.
"You don't know how much I have missed you bastard," I said while walking toward him before hugging him.
And it was true; I have missed him a lot. I mean he was my best friend and suddenly I wasn't able to talk to him. Of course at that moment it was different thanks to Dan but Tomas still was my friend.
I broke the hug and asked, "But how? Why? I mean..."
"We have a lot of things to talk about," he said nervously.
"You had better start talking," I said.
If something was totally unexpected to me right now it was to find Tomas in my parent's house just before the party started.
Before any one of us said anything else I heard an excited voice and quick steps coming down the stairs, "Donkey face!"
It was Jill and she was all excited, she ran down the stairs and jumped on me in a very tight hug.
"Hi Pumpkin Head," was all I could say at that moment.
She stepped away from me for a couple of seconds, enough time to say, "Omigod, I cannot believe it," and she jumped on me again.
"It has been only a couple of months you know?" I said still hugging her.
"I know but I have been looking forward to this moment since Mom told me you were coming, oh God Mom! She's waiting for you right now! Come on!" and she dragged me pulling my on left hand.
"Wait! I'm talking with him," I said pointing Tomas.
"Shut up, she's a nervous wreck, you cannot make her wait," she answered back and kept pulling me.
"Talk to you later stud," I said to Tomas while walking up the stairs.
"Sure, I'll be around," he said.
"It's great to see you again, you look gorgeous with that suit and the haircut is great," she said while admiring my new haircut.
"Thanks. What is he doing here?" I asked Jill.
"Who?"
"Downstairs, Tomas."
"Oh, he's with Joe. How's Dan? You have to tell me everything about that boy," said Jill.
"What? Joe? What does Joe have to do with Tomas?"
"I don't know they're friends or something, ask Joe. You lost weight, I can tell," she stated.
"What? No, I'm the same. How's Mom?" I asked.
"She's a nervous wreck I told you, she's been like that since you told her you were coming home, even Dad looks excited about it, can you believe that?" she answered.
We were walking through a corridor and at the end of it was my parent's room with the door closed. I remembered that door from the time Tony invited me here. It was his home at that time.
We were coming back from the family room downstairs after watching a movie late that night. The corridor was dark and as always we were goofing around, playing all sorts of jokes and laughing as any pair of boys do.
I saw the door was closed.
Tony stopped outside his room door, turned around and said to me,
"You know what? You're the very best friend I ever had," and he hugged me.
That made me feel great, I was going to say the same to him when I noticed the door was now open and his father was standing in the doorway.
His face was barely noticeable by the dim light but his eyes were perfectly visible. They were wide open and soon his stare was of anger.
"Your Dad is there," I said almost as a whisper.
Tony's face showed a sign of fear for a moment, then he relaxed and turned around opened the door and looking to his Dad said, "Good night Dad."
His Dad didn't answer him, just stared at us. We entered his room and closed the door behind us. I could tell Tony was scared because he didn't say anything to me until we were under the covers ready to sleep. He just said, "Good night."
Jill brought me back to the present, "Wake up donkey face, are you paying attention to me or not?"
"Yeah, sorry, I'm nervous too," I lied.
"Don't. It's only Mom," and she knocked on the door.
I heard Mom's voice behind the door, "Come in."
Jill opened the door, my stomach jumped and she said, "I got a surprise for you Mom," showing a broad smile from ear to ear and pulling me inside the room.
There was my Mom, standing in front of the mirror applying make up, actually she almost doesn't apply make up, just a little here and there. She's naturally beautiful and has young and perfect skin on her face.
She turned her face and looked at me, "Oh... David..."
"Hi Mom," that was all I said. DUH!
I walked in her direction and finally we embraced, her perfume entered my nostrils shooting into my head all sort of memories from my childhood. We stayed like that for a while and when we separated from each other she had tears in her eyes.
"Come here, sit with me," she said pulling me to a little sofa they have in there.
Jill left the room so we could talk privately.
"You have lost weight," she said touching my left cheek with her hand.
"I'm ok Mom," I said.
"You look handsome with that haircut, it fits you very well," she added and ruffled my hair.
"That's what Jill said to me a couple of minutes ago. It's the same haircut I had three years ago, do you realize that?" I asked sarcastically.
"Yeah, I remember that," she answered with a sad look in her eyes and added, "Son, there are lots of things you don't understand now."
"Like what Mom?"
"Look, I have to tell you it was my idea to send you to St. Joseph's."
"What?"
"I convinced your Dad to do it," she answered with a look of worry on her face.
"Maybe later you'll understand me... all I wanted was to have you near us, that's all."
I knew that already but I never expected Mom to be so sincere, she looked really worried.
"You're right Mom, I don't understand it, you kicked me out of the house, didn't you?" I said a little sarcastically.
"Son..." she started to say but I interrupted her," Mom... you don't have to convince me, what's done is done and we cannot turn it back. So, as Dad says, we have to live with the consequences of our acts."
"Please, I don't want to fight again," she pleaded.
"Me neither so don't worry, I'm not mad at you nor Dad. I don't understand it and maybe I won't ever maybe yes but as a matter of fact, I'm beginning to feel happy at the school right now," I said and smiled at her.
"Really? Aren't you angry with us?"
"No, I'm not. I have been talking to my counselor, Mr. Randall and he has been helping me a lot with everything, he's a nice man."
"I'm so glad to hear that," Mom said.
I wasn't ready to tell her about the most incredible and good thing that could ever have happened to me, Dan. That is a totally new and unexpected perspective that makes staying at home a not very important issue.
"Mom, I may be angry or resentful but I won't hate you. I love you both," I said and embraced her.
"I love you too. We love you, never forget that," she answered to me.
"Mom, it's getting late."
"Oh my God, look what time is it, I'm so late," she said and dried the tears from her face.
"Don't worry, we can talk tomorrow or the day after," I said and stood up to leave.
She stood up too, hugged and kissed me on the forehead, "I love you very much, and yes we have a lot of things to talk about, ok honey?"
"Ok."
"See you in ten minutes downstairs," she said before I left the room.
I walked out of the room and closed the door behind me. I walked through the corridor until I reached my room, the one I haven't seen yet, the same room Tony occupied a few years ago. I opened the door and walked in, everything was there as far as I remembered, except for the wallpaper.
The room was huge. The door opened and the room was to the left, it has the bed in the middle opposite the door. To the left was a desk with a chair and lots of bookshelves, all of them full of books and CD's. In front of the bed was a TV set, and a stereo, my Nintendo and all that stuff.
To the right was a doorway with no door, the dressing room.
I sat on my bed and looked around the room. The first thought in my mind was Dan, what was he doing? Was he thinking of me? What would he say about finding Tomas here in my house? I never talked with Dan about my attraction to Tomas; maybe it was for the best, I don't know.
Knock, Knock!!
"Come in," I answered.
The door opened and Joe walked in.
"So, you did it shit head," He said in his usual tone of voice.
"I missed you too... moron," I answered him and smiled.
"Sissy..."
"So... you have a new boyfriend, right?" I asked him surprisingly and for the first time in years I saw a look of fear in his eyes.
"Wha... What are you talking about?"
"Downstairs, Tomas. Jill told me you were friends. She should have said boyfriends, don't you think so?"
"Fuck you..." He almost yelled at me, turned around and opened the door to leave.
"Hey! Calm down, I'm joking. Jesus!"
"Yeah, whatever. Nice to see you moron," he answered and closed the door leaving me alone in my room.
At least Joe still is the same asshole he always has been. But what the fuck was Tomas doing in our house?
I stood up to leave; maybe Tomas would say why he's here. I opened the door and Jill appeared behind it.
"JESUS!" I almost yelled at her.
"Ha ha ha, did I scare you?"
"YEAH! What are you doing behind the door?"
She pushed me inside the room again, closed the door behind her and said, "You have to tell me everything!"
We talked for almost an hour about Dan and she was so happy, making goofy faces and sighing loudly.
Some time around 7:00 PM the butler knocked on my door and told us my parents were waiting for us downstairs.
When I entered the party salon the flash buns were shooting from all directions, and again when I said hi to my Dad.
I extended my hand for a handshake but he pulled me into a hug and embraced me like when I was a kid and said, "Welcome back son." Then he put both of his hands on my shoulders and added, "You'll behave, right?"
"Yeah... sure," that's all I could say.
"Good, stay here by my side. How are your English and French?"
"Ok, I think."
I stayed by his side almost all night chatting with guests and hearing my Dad's comments about this and that. He introduced me to every person he talked to.
Mom was smiling, Jill and Joe had a weird look on their faces, and Tomas was in shock. For Dad and I it was something never seen before, at least in the past 3 years.
After dinner some reporters crossed our steps and asked me, "David, is it true that you are in a drug rehabilitation facility?"
Before I could say anything Dad answered, "None of my sons have used drugs, especially David. He's attending an advanced students special program in a private school in preparation for college," and he surrounded me with his right arm.
"Sir, David has been called 'the uncomfortable son' the last couple of years, why is that?" another reporter asked.
"I don't know; you guys invented it. All teenagers at some point of their life have differences with their parents and their behavior becomes unstable to some degree.
"My son is a perfectly normal kid, smarter than most but not different." I almost said 'touch‚'.
"Sir..."
"Excuse us guys, we have guests to take care of. We can talk later." And we walked away from them.
God, it was spectacular. I hadn't felt this good in the last three years.
"Thanks," I said to my Dad.
He smiled at me and said, "Your welcome."
He introduced me to state officers, ambassadors and foreign guests. I chatted with them in Spanish, English and French, Dad was astonished but happy.
Before we went separate ways and just before he was gone off to a private meeting he told me, "Son, I'm so glad you came home. You made me feel very proud of you," he hugged me and then walked away.
I had forgotten about Tomas and suddenly I remembered him. I walked toward him but Mom intercepted me and pulled me over to introduce the guest's wives and daughters.
That was awful, all those old ladies telling me how handsome I was, Mom telling them how smart I was, and all that stuff Moms and old ladies talk about when their sons are with them.
She also pointed out a couple of girls whom she would love to see me with.
You know how Moms are. So I played Mr. Right for a while, talked with the babes and laughed in my inner thoughts.
It was almost 11:00 PM when Mom finally left me free and Tomas had disappeared a long time ago.
Jill was talking to some cute guy she found so I decided to disappear from there.
I went to my room, undressed and went directly to have a shower. After that I turned on the TV and watched some stupid movie.
I don't know what time I went to sleep but around 6:30 AM I woke up starving.
As always I took my morning shower and dressed up. And for the first time in years I wore formal clothes and shoes and not the usual ripped blue jeans and boots or my school uniform.
I opened my door and found Dad walking in front of it heading toward the stairs.
"Hey, look who's up already? Are you going some place?" Dad asked looking at my clothes.
"No, just to have breakfast, I'm starving," I answered.
"Great! Do you feel in the mood to be a gentleman and have a breakfast with important people and some of their brats?"
"Uh?"
"I'm going to have breakfast with the President and the State officers, a couple of them bring their sons too, do you want to come?"
"Sure, why not?"
"Ok, tell your Mom you're coming with me, we'll be back before noon," he instructed me.
So I ran to my parents room, talked to my Mom briefly and went down to the main entrance where Dad was waiting for me in his Suburban. We left the house escorted by two police motorcycles and one vehicle at the front and one more suburban in the rear.
I enjoyed a very nice morning that day in Los Pinos (The President Official House), first of all Dad introduced me to the President and his sons, then to all the State officers whom I had met the evening before and some others I didn't, then I met their sons. Most of them were the typical jerk son of a politician but a few of them including Eli, the older son of the President, were cool and I have to say it, very cute.
It turned out I was the famous one because of last night's party.
My picture was in almost all the newspapers, the notes said I was a handsome, polite, well mannered and a smart teenager who easily speaks three different languages.
In the social section was a special note with pictures of me, the typical before and after. They said I had grown up and now I was a mature young man ready to break some hearts, a lot I would say if they knew I was gay.
By the way, the one who told me about the article was Eli, a beautiful boy with black curly hair, amazing honey-like eyes and pale white skin. He was 6'0" and like 140 pounds with a great body. He had wide shoulders and narrow hips that made him look gorgeous, nonetheless he couldn't compete with my Dan.
Eli, Don, Seth and Vince were the cool ones; the others were stupid little brats trying to impress everybody. Just before leave Los Pinos house Eli invited me to a party with the guys that same night, I told him I would ask Dad about it.
Dad was in a great mood, he even joked with me and laughed at my jokes. He told me how proud I made him feel with the comments from the president and his peers. He also mentioned the great article that had appeared in the newspapers.
When we get back to the house Mom was waiting for us in the family room, she was nervous as hell waiting for news about me, well, my behavior.
Dad told her everything and after a big sigh of relief from her both of them were laughing like kids.
I ran to my room to call Dan. The guy next door answered the public phone and luckily for me he was in our room, 30 seconds later he answered, "David, is that you?"
Oh God, his voice was so sensual I sighed, "Yes baby, how are you?"
"Bored as a stone, I already finished all my homework, practices, lectures and essays I had pending. How are you? Everything is all right?"
"You wouldn't believe it, I spent last night at my Dad's side talking to diplomatic and government officers, he told me he was very proud of me," I said enthusiastically.
"That's great, congratulations. I'm so glad for you," he answered. I was expecting something more cheerful of him but he was in the middle of the hallway and everybody could listen to him so he was being cautious.
"I have not finished yet babe, this morning Dad invited me to a breakfast at Los Pinos, with the president, the state officers and some of their kids. I met the president and his sons, Eli the older is cool man.
"And you won't believe it man!"
"What? Tell me!"
"I appeared again in the newspapers but now they said what a nice young man I am, can you believe that? Dad is so happy he couldn't stop smiling all morning."
"You're kidding right?"
"No way, they printed a special article about me, I feel so happy."
"I wish I could be there man, that's great news, I'm so happy for you man."
"This is great man, I cannot believe it. It's so great I'm afraid it's not true and I'm dreaming. Or you know what? Like that story we read where everything was great just before the bad things occurred," I said ending my words in almost a whisper.
"No way man, don't say that, everything is great now and everything will be better later, you'll see."
"Yeah, you're right. Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. Eli, the president's son invited me to a party tonight."
"Really? That's... great," he said in a not so cheerful voice.
"Dan, did I tell you how much I love you today?"
"No, you didn't."
"Well, today I love you more than yesterday but less than tomorrow. I miss you and I'm dying to see your beautiful eyes and kiss your sexy lips."
"I... mmmhhh... ditto. Sorry!"
"I know, you're in the hallway and you cannot talk right now and I'll take advantage of you," I said mischievously.
"Don't..."
"I want to kiss and lick all over your body, to bite your neck and collar bones.
"Then I want to suck your nipples and caress your hips and buttocks, slowly kissing your belly until I reach that beautiful dick you have. I want to kiss, lick and suck all of its length until you cannot hold it any more..."
"Shut up! You're mean you know that?"
"Ha ha ha ha, you must be hard as steel right now and trying to hide it, right?"
"You'll pay for this dude, I promise you that."
"Ok, I was a bad kid but listen to me ok? It's forbidden for you to touch yourself today and tomorrow until I'm with you, ok?"
"Deal."
"Well, I got to go now, it's almost time for lunch. Call me later ok?"
"Ok, how about 7:00 PM?"
"Great, take care. I love you."
"Me too, bye."
God, never before in my life have I felt so good. It was better and better with each minute that passed and that made me shudder I didn't know why.
Knock knock!
"Come in," I said.
Nobody came in but I heard the butler's voice again from behind the door, "Sir; your family is waiting for you to have lunch, they're in the back yard."
"Thanks, I'll be there in a minute," I offered and stood up to arrange my clothes.
It was a surprise to find Tomas sitting at the table with my family for lunch; actually, lunch was a little tense because my Dad didn't stop staring at Tomas. Joe and Tomas ate their lunch as quickly as possible and left the table.
In between Jill didn't stop talking about last night and the cute guy she met and Mom was following the conversation.
After lunch Dad called me into the library.
He poured two cups of Oporto and offering me one he said," You can drink only if you have it from my hand, is that clear?"
"Yes, sir."
"When was the last time you called me Dad?"
"Yes... Dad."
"That's better, don't you think so?" He asked with a funny face.
What's going on I thought to myself, I pinched my leg to be sure it wasn't a dream and it wasn't. It was like Dad wasn't my Dad but some other Dad, shit that is confusing.
"Son, I want to have a serious talk with you ..."
"Dad, before we start I want to ask you something," I interrupted him.
"What is it?"
"Eli, you know the presidents son, invited me to a party, tonight... may I go?"
"Eli? That's a nice boy, and I don't want to piss the boss off so ok, but son please behave yourself, as last night or early today, deal?"
"Deal, thanks"
"And be back no later than 1:00 AM; take John with you, ok?"
"Ok, thanks."
OH MY GOD! He said 1:00 AM? I couldn't believe it, something was happening here and that was good.
"Now, listen to me and listen to me carefully because I'm not going to say it again.
"We have been quite apart from each other the last... three years I believe.
"I don't know how that happened but you transfixed yourself into one offensive and impertinent brat."
WHAT? I transfixed myself into WHAT? He doesn't know how?
That's fucking unbelievable. I could feel my blood starting to boil in me.
"But son, I'm glad I listened to your Mom a few months ago, asking me to let you stay in that school you are now."
Fucking Great! Now both of them are the best parents of all time, a pair of geniuses.
"After that she convinced me to have a talk with this guy, he's a... mmmhhh... he's a... mmmhhh... Please, whatever I say to you right now will be between us only."
WHAT THE FUCK? I just nodded.
"Well, I went to counseling. It hasn't been easy you know. I mean, there are still lots of things to clear up with you but I'm trying.
"I'm sure you have noticed the change in my behavior toward you and that is because I have to acknowledge my being too tough on you before.
"What I'm doing right now is giving us a chance to strengthen our relationship, and to give you some space.
"I have to admit it is hard to do this and you must know why. I wasn't one of your fans and I don't have to because I'm your father, but I have to admit you have changed and have a different attitude.
We talked for almost three hours, we laughed together, we cried a little together. We became closer than ever before that afternoon. He was giving our relationship a chance, trusting in my judgment and me; so I had to return that to him.
As he said at some point, "We have to trust in each other and have a closer relationship before digging too deep in our past to heal the wounds.
After that I went to my room to think about all that was said and while doing that I lost track of time and slept until a ringing sound woke me up.
The ring turned out to be the phone and my watch said it was 6:30 PM.
"Hello," I said still between dreams.
"Hi there, are you ready for tonight?" said a cheerful voice.
"Uh? Who is it?"
"Don't you remember now? Eli... the party... if you don't want to come it's ok," he answered in a confused tone of voice.
"Eli? No, I'm sorry. I was asleep and didn't recognize your voice. Yes, I'll be there. What time?"
"What about now? I'm downstairs, may I come up?"
"Here? At my house?"
"Yeah, I'm going through the main gate right now."
"Oh God, ok... look... I have to take a bath so the butler will let you in, I'll be down in five, ok?"
"Ok, hurry up dude!"
"Yeah, bye!"
Shit, shit, shit, shit... clothes, I need clothes... no; I need a towel.
I grabbed a towel and entered the bathroom, stripped off my clothes and into the water, SHIIIIIIIIT!!! Cold water.
Just while I was rinsing off the shampoo I heard a soft knock on the door and before I could answer it the door opened and a figure came into the bathroom.
My room has a dressing room with a closet in it. You walk through the dressing room and at the end is the bathroom door. Inside the bathroom the door is at the left of the sink where it's a big mirror. In front of the mirror there are two crystal doors, the right one is the toilet but cannot see trough it, it's white shadowed. The left is a typical shower double door white shadowed in the waist section so you can see through it easily at the face and chest section.
"Hey... sorry, I have to pee," said Eli.
"Hey... sure... go ahead."
I heard the toilet door opening, a little later the flush and the door closing.
I was now washing my body with soap, Eli walked to the sink looking at me through the mirror, and then he turned around and rested his back at the sink and kept staring at me.
"Hurry up dude, the party is waiting for us."
"Give me a minute, I'm almost done in here," I said and remembered I didn't have any clean boxers with me.
I turned off the shower and asked for my towel, "Throw me the towel please."
"Come out for it," said Eli with an evil smile on his face.
"What?"
"Don't be shy dude, haven't you ever showered at school before?"
He was right but it was different right now, he was in my bathroom.
I don't know why I did it but I opened the door and stepped out nude.
He saw me from head to toe and back, stopping for a second in the mid-section both times.
"That wasn't hard at all, right?"
Is he teasing me?
"Dude, the towel please."
He handed me my towel and I dried myself. He didn't say anything, he just stared at me, when I turned to look at his face he turned to look to my face, but I knew he was checking me out.
I wrapped the towel around my waist and stepped closer to the sink to brush my teeth. While I was brushing them the towel slipped down to the floor leaving me nude again and he didn't mind at all, he just looked at my entire body, I was looking at him reflected in the mirror.
When I finished he just smiled and stepped out of the bathroom.
I followed him and stopped in the dressing room while he sat down on my bed in front of me and kept his stare.
He was wearing cassimere gray trunks, a black silky shirt and black leather shoes; he was hot. He kept the top two buttons of his shirt open showing a hint of his bare and well-defined chest. That outfit was great but definitely the best was his honey-like eyes and light auburn short hair plus a shy little smile on his face.
I found a pair of clean boxers and put them on. Then I started to pick clothes and dress myself.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" he asked.
"No, that could be difficult in an all-boys school you know?" I said stepping into my pants, dark beige cassimere pants.
"Yeah, but you can have one out of there, don't you?"
"I think so but right now I'm ok alone," I said and added," Do you?"
"What?"
"Do you have a girlfriend?" I asked and started buttoning my shirt, similar in style to his but pale yellow.
"Oh, yes. We have three years together. She's a pain in the ass sometimes," he said squirming his mouth comically.
"Really? Why is that?"
"Oh, she wants to be with me all the time, caressing me, kissing me and all that stuff they do and she's jealous as hell, even of my friends, could you believe that?"
"No way."
"It's ok, today she's out of town so we have the entire night for ourselves.
"That leaves me free to have new experiences."
"New experiences?"
"Yeah, to meet new people and stuff at the party."
And stuff, what does that mean?
"I'm ready," I said and quickly combed my hair with my hands as always.
"Wow, you look hot man," he answered me and again, looked me over from head to toe and back.
"Thanks, lets go dude."
This kid was weird, I mean, he kept staring at me and says I'm hot but at the same time he has a girlfriend.
After I said bye to my parents and the usual lecture from them we got into his suburban. We had one car with his bodyguards ahead of us, my car with John in it behind us, and the usual second car with bodyguards following it. That's something I hate, two simple guys going out to a party need 4 vehicles and 8 bodyguards.
It turned out that Eli was very cool and funny; we found Don, Seth and Vince at the party, the first two with their girlfriends and Vince alone. The party was in a big salon at the Military Equestrian Sport Facilities. There were like two hundred boys and girls, the music was loud and some army officers who didn't pay any attention to us supposedly watched us, so alcohol, pot and others were offered in the bathrooms and hallways.
The seven of us were seated at the same table with a couple of Eli's moron friends, and lots of people standing near the table like waiting for a chance to join us but the main conversation was between Eli, Vince and me.
Eli and Vince took some girls to dance and I chatted a little with some babes but nothing more. I saw lots of cute guys in there but nothing compared with my beautiful Dan, SHIT! Dan was going to call me at 7:00 PM and I forgot about that, Oh man that was stupid of me.
I tried to call him from a public phone around 9:00 PM but he wasn't in the room. How stupid can I be?
The oldest guy I saw at the party was no more than 19 years old and I saw a few 13 or 14 year old boys.
As Dad told me in the afternoon I only drank coke and ate some snacks.
Babes were walking around like flies waiting for you to look at them to come and sit by your side.
Eli looked like he was having a great time dancing with lots of girls but he kept looking at me from time to time and giving me sexy smiles.
I had a good time and suddenly it was time to go home.
"Eli, dude I got to go home, it's 12:30 AM already," I said.
"Sure, lets go dude," He said.
"You don't have to go, John is outside waiting for me."
"Well, I'll walk you outside then, ok?"
"Ok," I said.
We walked out of the building to a balcony where you could see lots of couples making out; all of them were boy and girl.
We followed the balcony that surrounded the entire building, turned to the left and came down the stairs to a side garden at the front of the building. It was full of trees so it was difficult for someone to see you at night.
"Well, thanks dude. I hope we can see each other some other time, you have my email so we'll be in touch," I said and extended my hand.
He took my hand and pulled me into a hug, a regular hug between two friends saying good-bye, he just said," I'm so glad we met, I like you."
I left him free but he didn't, he just loosened his grip a little and when we were face to face he kissed me on the lips.
WOW! I pushed him back," Wait... what are you doing dude?"
"Dave, I like you what's wrong with it?"
"You have a girlfriend man."
"Hey, I'm not asking you to be my boyfriend, I just kissed you."
"I don't understand."
"Look, I saw you staring at me this morning, you have been staring at me the entire night, and you're gay right?"
"So what if I am?"
"Me too."
"Wait... what about your girlfriend?"
"What about her? You don't expect me to have a boyfriend and let all the press know I'm gay, do you?"
"Of course not but..."
"But I like you, I mean, you're a nice guy, cool and very hot; there's nothing wrong with it, are you gong to tell me you don't like me?"
"No, I like you, yes, but I have a boyfriend and that wouldn't be fair to him neither you."
"Oh shit... I'm sorry... You told me... yeah, you don't have a girlfriend but you didn't say anything about a boyfriend."
"Yeah, you're right," I said.
"And I think you won't break with him soon, right?"
"I hope so," I said and smiled.
"Well, bad luck for me then. But we can be friends right?"
"You bet," I answered him.
"I'm sorry dude, I didn't know and I should have asked you before," He said with embarrassment.
"It's ok man, we're cool," I said and hugged him again to say good-bye.
"Thanks, and keep in touch."
"I'll do that," I said walking away from him.
I got into my car and saw him standing there between the shadows waving his hand.
He's a nice guy, maybe if I wasn't with Dan... maybe.
On the way back to my home I had this weird feeling. Everything was so cool now, at school no more bullies molesting us, at my house Mom and Dad were happy with me, I had new friends.
Nothing had been so good in the past, maybe something wrong is going to happen in the near future, and you know people saying that good news precedes bad news.
That thought made me shudder and at that very moment started this weird feeling, like when you are worried about something but you don't know why.
I remembered Dan and hoped he wasn't mad or sad because of me; maybe I shouldn't have gone with Eli, shit.
We arrived home 2 minutes before 1:00 AM, exactly on time. My parents were asleep already and the house was very quite. John told me to go inside using the kitchen door that was always open so I did.
From the kitchen you can go directly to the family dinning room or you can go through a corridor to the living room, the library, or the main dining salon.
I walked through the hallway and noticed a dim light coming from the living room as I approached to the sliding door room; it wasn't completely closed so I could see in to the room through the crack.
What I saw was something I wasn't prepared for. I could see in front of the door a sofa where Joe was seated with his left side to me; he was almost laying on the sofa with his head on the backrest. His eyes were closed and his dick was out of the fly of his trunks.
In front of him was Tomas kneeling between Joe's wide-open legs sucking on his dick, gently and deeply.
OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!
I froze there even holding my breath; the scene was... unbelievable. How? Tomas was straight wasn't he? I stepped back until my back was resting against the wall; I was stunned.
I approached the door again to watch. I put my hand on the door and it creaked a bit," uh?" said Joe and turned his face to me.
Shit! He saw me, I had to leave immediately so I turned to my right and walked as fast as I could without running, turned to the left to the stairs and I saw Joe standing in the doorway of the living room. I didn't say anything, just kept moving up the stairs.
I entered my room and closed the door behind me. Slowly I took off my clothes throwing them to a chair then I moved into the bathroom and brushed my teeth.
When I came out Joe was standing at the entrance to the dressing room.
His face was pale white.
"Tell me you won't say a thing to Mom or Dad, please."
"Uh?"
He walked to me and put both hands on my shoulders, "Swear to me you won't say a thing to anybody," he demanded.
"I won't," I answered back.
"Swear it God damn it!" he said again.
"Joe, you're hurting me."
He took his hands off of me," Sorry... come on, swear it."
"OK... take it easy man, I won't tell anybody, I swear," I said.
"Good."
"Are you two... boyfriends?"
"Us? No way, He's the queer; I'm just fooling around, your ex-boyfriend is a great cock-sucker, but you know that already, don't you?"
"No I don't."
"I'm sure he would suck your dick if I asked him, he does that every time, do you want to?"
"WHAT?"
"He's a fucking slut, he sucks me all the time and sometimes he does the guys too, he's insatiable," said Joe in his usual jerk-tone-of-voice.
"You're lying, that's not true."
"I swear it, he even left me fuck that little butt of his a couple of times.
"Soon he will allow the guys to do that too, I told you he's insatiable," he bragged.
"Bastard!" I said and pushed him back; he lost his balance and fall backwards.
"Fuck you? What's wrong with you?" He said to me.
"How could you? Of course, I forgot your majesty the king of assholes!"
"If you want him for you alone keep him, I don't care."
"Eat shit asshole!" I almost yelled at him, I walked out of the room looking for Tomas, I saw him seated on Joe's bed, he was crying.
He turned his face to me and said between sobs," You hate me... right?"
What have happened to him, last time I saw him he still was the coolest guy on earth.
"No, I don't hate you. Come with me, please."
He stood up and I put my arm around his shoulder and both of us walked out toward my room. We found Joe in the hallway and he just smiled stupidly and said," You want your dick sucked too?"
"Fuck off!" I said and pulled Tomas into my room closing the door and locked it.
Tomas sat down at the edge of my bed resting his elbows on his knees and covering his face with his hands. He said between sobs," Please don't hate me."
"Hey," I said kneeling in front of him and embraced him," It's ok, I don't hate you, I won't."
"Really?"
"I swear."
"I die if somebody finds about this..."
"Ssshhh!" I interrupted him to say, "Don't worry, I won't say a word, you can trust me, as always."
"Thanks," He said lifting his head to see me. His eyes were swollen red and his face wet.
"Look, you don't have to tell me a thing and if you want to you can stay here with me, there is plenty of room in the floor."
"Thanks," he said in a sad voice.
"Come on, cheer up man, I'm kidding. We can share the bed."
"You don't have to, it's ok."
"I'm kidding dude, don't be shy. I have seen you plenty of times at school."
"Yeah but we have never shared a bed."
"There's always the first time, right?"
"Are you sure?"
"Sure, come one. Pull down those pants, you can use the bathroom and let's go to sleep. Tomorrow we can talk if you're in the mood."
He looked directly into my eyes and whispered, "You cannot imagine how much I have missed you," and after that he hugged me tightly.
I already have my boxers on so I just pulled up the covers and slipped inside.
Tomas took of his shirt revealing his tanned and well-defined chest. Then he pulled down his trunks and he wasn't wearing his usual briefs, instead he had a thin and transparent thong that barely covered his meat, it looked huge even when it wasn't hard.
"Could you loan me a pair of boxers?" He asked shyly when he noticed I was staring.
"Sure, first drawer to the left. Grab the one you want. Inside the bathroom you'll find a new tooth brush in the left drawer."
He walked into the bathroom allowing me to see his wide and strong back and his uncovered big and round buttocks, two beautiful kissable mounds. His legs were long and very strong. I barely heard him pissing, and then I heard the flush.
A couple of minutes after that he came out walking toward me. He was completely nude and his dick was semi-hard, the head rolled to his left.
He stopped in front of the drawer and turned to his right, I could see his dick completely hard now, and it must have been 8 or 9 inches long.
My own dick throbbed inside my shorts and I blushed.
He pulled on a pair of clean boxers that tented out with his incredible meat pushing to be free.
Finally he came back to the bed, pulled the covers and slipped inside. The bed wasn't big enough and we were touching each other's leg.
"Good night," he said nervously.
"Good night dude."
I turned off the lights, but a minute later he said, "Dave?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks dude!" he said grabbing my leg with his hand making me shudder.
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