I finally broke away and placing my hand on his slender hips, guided him backwards until his legs touched one of the chairs by my work bench. I directed him to sit and when he did I knelt between his legs and began rubbing up and down on his thighs while slowly inching my way upward to his crotch. I slipped a hand up inside each leg of his boxers, rubbing softly, edging my way up until I reached his balls and allowed my fingers to graze over each side of them. Toran moaned quietly, his hands gripping the arms of the chair as if to prevent him from falling off. Toran slid downward a little more so that his balls would hang a little bit instead of rest on the seat of the chair.
I used both hands to push one leg of his boxers up, then placed one hand on his inner thigh and the other about where his balls were and pushed gently, opening him up, then leaned in and licked at the crease between his leg and pubic bone, the skin smooth to my lips. God I love that area on another boy. It is so soft and sensuous and sensitive on me and other boys that I'd been with. I assumed that it was no different for Toran, and I was correct. His moans became louder as I kissed and licked. I then moved over to nose on his balls then licked there. His breathing became faster, he was almost gulping air as I licked on his smooth, hairless sac. As I licked and suckled his balls, I had let my other hand move upward to grasp onto his rigid flesh through the silk and discovered what felt to me like a respectable six or so inches of rock hard boy cock.
"Oh fuck Dixon, stop or I'm gonna cum," he moaned, his hands running through my hair. I did stop, and stood up, then bent and kissed him passionately for a second or three before standing straight before him. I put my hand on the waistband of my underwear but his hands went straight for mine, moving them out of the way.
"I want to do that" he said huskily and pulled the elastic waist outward then down freeing my rampant boy boner to stare him in the face. Toran gasped as it bounced free.
"God your cock looks so huge," he whispered as he pulled my underwear down to my feet where I stepped out of them. "And you still have your foreskin too," he said, a slight bit of envy in his still somewhat high pitched voice. Toran reached for my cock and stroked on in, the other hand reaching underneath and cupping my fat smooth balls and hefting them. I kept my nuts shaved, trimmed up my pubic bush so that it wasn't so wild, and of course I kept my butthole smooth as well.
"Your balls are so big too," he said as he gently squeezed them, "bigger than mine."
"Then let me see you" I responded, putting my hands on his forearms and encouraging him to stand. He did, and I pulled him to me once more and kissed him fiercely, pushing my tongue into his open mouth. As before, my hands were on his delicious little butt but this Time they were under his boxers, grasping the fleshy orbs in my hands before sliding to the sides and pressing the waistband open as I moved to the front to pull it open enough to get them down over his hard cock.
I moved my lower body away from his just far enough to pull the cloth down far enough to catch it with my toes and tug his underwear to the floor. I kept kissing him, our tongues battling, first in one mouth and then the other. As my body returned to press against his, my hands were firmly on his ass and forcing our hard cocks to mash side by side into our bellies. I finally broke the kiss and dropped to my knees in front of him, and stared at his crotch. I loved what was before me.
Toran's stone hard cock stood proudly upright, a pulsing six plus inches of boy flesh underneath which hung a smooth and hairless bag of teenage sperm filled balls. Behind the pillar of pale blue veined flesh was a neat patch of light brown pubic hair with no visible trail of hairs toward his flat "outtie" belly button. His cock was cut, and the pink head swollen with blood, clear liquid leaking downward under the helmet like head. It was beautiful, just like its owner, and I told him so.
"You're beautiful Toran; your cock is magnificent" I said quietly, and I leaned in and licked the precum from under the head before pulling the shaft downward and resuming the cleaning with my tongue. I took the head into my mouth and sucked it softly while allowing my tongue to explore the satiny surface. The boy moaned with pleasure, his hands on my head, kneading my scalp. I placed a hand on Toran's ass and the other on his smooth balls and guided him forward, taking inch after thick firm inch of warm flesh into my mouth until the head bounced off the back.
"Oh fuck oh god," he moaned as his pride and joy disappeared into my warm recess of my mouth. I encouraged him to fuck my face, pushing him away gently then pulling him back to me.
"I'm gonna cum oh fuck I'm gonna cum Dixon ooohh gaaaaaaawwddd," he moaned as his cock erupted. I felt his firm flesh swell and the warm liquid of his balls splash against the back of my mouth and slide down my throat. Both of my hands moved to his hips, guiding his hard cock in and out of my mouth, forcing his young sperm to exit his body in squirt after squirt of gooey boy goodness to find a new, albeit unproductive, home in my stomach. The boy couldn't have stopped if he wanted to. Mother Nature had taken over and was helping Toran to lose his virginity as he pumped into my mouth.
After what seemed like five or six squirts, followed by a minute of shaking, Toran finally stopped. I let his cock sit in my mouth, knowing that if I moved my tongue he would go nuts from the tickling feelings. Besides it was okay just to have my mouth wrapped around his favorite body part. I loved cock, pure and simple. Toran finally removed his dick on his own. I stood up to face him.
"How was that baby," I asked, "did you like that?" he only nodded his head then threw his arms around my neck and kissed me hard and long.
"Oh ya," he said once he stopped kissing me, "God that was so awesome Dixon I can't believe how good that felt. I smiled at him then led him to my bed and lay down, pulling him with me. We held each other and kissed, then he said,
"I want you to cum too Dixon, what should I do?" I told him that he could do anything he wanted to me; jack me off, suck, whatever he felt like he wanted to do. He then slid down to my waist and just looked me over, something I really love having a boy do the first Time we're together. He stroked on my cock a little, then hefted my balls again, and just looked me over.
"I can't get over your body Dixon, it's so awesome and your cock is so big and I love that you have your foreskin. I have always wondered just how that works and now I know. And look at the precum Dixon, oh man you make a lot. Do you shoot lots of sperms too?" he asked.
"Well, I guess you'll have to find that out for yourself sweet boy," I told him. Toran began by licking the precum off my cock head and then he pretty much followed what I had done to him.
Toran took the head in his mouth and sucked it a bit before trying to get the shaft inside. Of course he choked after about two inches so I told him to go slow. He finally managed to get almost four inches of me into his mouth and then he stayed there, bobbing his head up and down, taking my thick cock and out of his mouth. It really didn't take long. SomeTimes it does but it had been so long since I was with another boy and this one was so goddamned cute and I was so hot from having his cock and cum in my mouth that I hit the peak fairly soon.
"Fuck Toran, it feels so good having you suck my cock dude but I'm gonna cum real soon, you better move your mouth away." He did as I suggested, saying his mouth was getting sore anyway. So, he stroked on my cock, again commenting on my foreskin. Other boys had done the same thing. I learned early on that most boys had been cut a birth and was very grateful that my parents had chosen to leave me intact. Every cut boy that I knew wished he still had his foreskin.
"Oh god Toran," I groaned, "hold me tighter, go a little faster, oh man, I'm gonna squirt out my sperm oh man oh man." I thrust my hips in the air, and groaned loudly as jet after jet of hot boy sperm blasted out of my cock, headed for the moon. The first squirt went over my shoulder hitting my pillow, the tail end of it draping across my clavicle. The next one went in my hair, and the two after that on my neck and three more onto my chest. My dick finally quit spitting and slowed to a dribble onto my belly, two or three more small spurts. It was pretty messy.
"Fuck Dixon," Toran exclaimed, "you shoot a lot of cum, man I never saw so much sperms in my life. Course I haven't seen any but mine, but still." Toran let go of my cock and slid up along side of me and I pulled him to me, kissing him, rubbing his back and his delicious little ass while he got into the swing of things and did the same for me. I liked the way his body felt against mine he fi me very nicely. It didn't take long before we were both hard again, and making out, stroking each other's cock while we kissed.
There were so many things I wanted to do with him, to him, but I knew that it was going to take Time. For now though, I told him to wait a sec and reached into a drawer in my headboard and took out some lube and applied it to both of our hard cocks, then I concentrated on his, stroking up over the lubed up head and causing Toran to go fucking crazy. He got the idea and did the same to me. Because he was new at partnered sex, Toran got there first.
I could tell by his moans and breathing that it was Time so I stopped his action on my cock and moved him on his back and finished him off, stroking on the head till he said he was gonna cum then moved to the shaft and continued. I watched, always amazed, as fresh boy cum blasted out the pale head of his cock and up onto his chest. Toran made a fair amount of sperm himself, not as much as me, but enough, and of course this was his second coming, as it were, so he might be a little short on amount. I kept on jacking his cock until it slowed to a dribble then slowly stroked it, milking him, getting every single drop out.
When he finally stopped I rolled to my back and started doing myself. Toran wanted to do it but I told him to suck on my nipple instead, which he did. I love having my nipples sucked and played with so it wasn't overly long before I was ready to cum again and told Toran he should move. He did, and just in time as my dick erupted again, spewing forth white, sticky cream that splattered my torso from my chest down to my belly button.
"I just can't get over how much cum you make," he said then leaned down and kissed me again.
"I feel all gooey," I said, "Wanna take a shower together?" He did, so we did, and of course we washed each other. I went first so took the opportunity to work on his asshole. I had soaped his back and legs before tackling his delicious butt.
"Man Toran, your ass is so cute, I want to gobble it up" I said as I washed him. "Spread your legs baby" and he did. I soaped up and down his cleavage then went all the way under and soaped his balls from behind. I moved back and forth a few Times before I finally went for it and slid all the way to his boy hole, soaping it over and fingering it.
"Oooohhhhh god Dixon that feels so good," he moaned. "I can't believe how that feels in there, oh man." I rinsed him all over then got on my knees and spread his cheeks, opening his asshole to air for the first time. I looked it over a second then put my tongue in there, reveling in the texture of his anal muscle.
I love rimming, and when the boy is as cute as Toran was then it's extra fun. I licked all over the puskcered muscle, poked the tip of my tongue into the very aperture. I worked my way down to the underside of his balls and back up again, savoring the texture of his muscle. My cock was throbbing from the pleasure that was roaring through my body like a tsunami and judging from Toran's moans and groans, he wasn't finding any complaint with my work.
I stopped and turned him around, almost poking my eye out from his rock hard rod. I sucked his cock into my mouth and bobbed there a few times before letting it plop out. I stood up and he fell into my arms.
"Oh my fucking god that was so incredible Dixon, where did you learn to do that it feels so fucking good I thought I was gonna cum on the spot." I laughed and told him it was just part of being a gay boy.
"Those silly assed straight boys just don't know what they are missing," I said, "and besides that, gay guys probly suck cock ten times better than girls cuz we love it so much. I think if straight guys knew how much gay boys worshiped cock they'd be standing in line with their pants down." Toran laughed and said I was probly right.
He took the soap and proceeded to wash and soap me, just as I had done to him. Although he was fine with washing my asshole real good he wasn't ready to put his mouth in there. I kissed him and said it was ok, maybe he would and maybe he wouldn't but for now, there wasn't any good reason for him to worry about it.
We got out, dried off and I asked him if he was hungry to which he nodded yes so I suggested we go down stairs and rummage up something and headed for the door.
"What if your mom comes home and we're running around naked, I'd die of embarrassment and she wouldn't let me see you again."
I chuckled and told him he was partially right and so cast my eyes around until I found my briefs and tugged them on while Toran pulled his red silk ones back on.
"My mom knows that we are home having sex Toran, or she at least suspects that we are. That's why she went out for the evening, to give us some privacy."
Toran's face registered total shock. He could not be more shocked if she walked in the room and actually saw us naked. I went on before he could freak out.
"I came out to my mom almost three years ago Toran, and she supports my sexuality totally. She knows that I am gonna be sexually active, especially with a boy I like," and here I kissed him before going on. "She's a clinical psychologist, not a minister. We have been over the safe sex thing and she trusts me completely. I have had a boy friend before who spent the night almost every weekend and who I had sex with alot. Mom is tactful, she would never ask but what she does care about is my emotional well being and that of the boy I am with. So don't be surprised if we talk openly about sexuality and feelings stuff front of you, or with you, ok?"
"Well that pretty much freaks me out but if you say so then ok. I trust you Dixon, I said that before and I mean it. I sure can't imagine my mom being like that."
We headed down to the kitchen and rummaged around, finding a variety of things to nibble on and taking it all up stairs to my room where we ate and talked.
I told him about my only boyfriend, Scott, who I was with for about four months and ended when he moved to Europe with his family who were military. He asked about my dad and I told him that dad had been killed in a car accident when I was ten. He had been a great guy and I still missed him. Toran asked what my dad would have thought about me being gay. I'd given that some thought and even asked my mom what she thought and we both had agreed that my dad loved me beyond measure and nothing would have ever changed that. He would have loved me no matter what and would have accept my being gay without question. Furthermore he would have welcomed with open arms any boy that I might have had a relationship with. I explained all of that to Toran who nodded his head.
"I hope that my parents are just as accepting Dixon."
Toran talked about his life growing up in Johnstown, how boring it was and a little bit about his family. They were a little bit strict but loving and he wasn't sure just how they would deal with his being gay, which he had suspected since he was ten or so.
"So what was the deal the other day with the bully boys," I asked quietly. He didn't say anything for a while then said,
"About three months ago I mentioned to a girl who I thought was a close friend that I thought that a certain boy was kind of cute. Well, the short story is that she mentioned something to a girlfriend and it got around. I've lived here all my life and know everybody and no one thinks I'm queer but Brian Stevenson and the Edmonson twins want to think so and give me a hard time about it. Of course they bully everybody so no one is taking them seriously about my being gay since they call everyone a fag. It won't be long before they'll pick on you too Dixon, it's unavoidable. You need to be careful around them. That was a great thing you did for me by the way but they resented it so watch your back."
I chose not to go there with Toran. The bully boys were a non entity in my book, they didn't count, they would not be a problem, but I didn't tell Toran that. It was easier to avoid conflict and that was how I would deal with them, avoidance if at all possible.
"So what do you think would happen if you actually came out, if you, or we, just stood right up and said we were gay. How do you think that would go over here?" Toran considered that for a moment then said,
"I honestly don't know. I've wanted to tell a few close friends and my parents for a year or so but it is so fucking scary that I haven't." I could relate somewhat. Scott had been terrified that his military father would kill him if he found out. How the man never suspected is beyond me.
I heard a knock at my door and mom asked if we were decent.
"No mom," I yelled, "We're stark naked." Toran almost died. Mom said she was sorry and would see us in the morning.
I laughed and yelled that I was just kidding and she could come in and she did. Toran was clearly embarrassed that a woman he didn't really know saw him in his underwear, no tee shirt or nothing and of course mom knew he would be so after saying hello to him directed her conversation to me. It wasn't much, just how were we doing and all that. I told her just great so she knew, and that was ok. She said she had an okay time with the girls but nothing to crow about. Just isn't like the city. She said goodnight and left.
"You just told her didn't you?" Toran asked, a little edge to his voice. I smiled and nodded my head then went to him and held his face in my hands, kissing him, I said,
"Baby, I like you a lot, I hope we can be boyfriends. My mom will know sooner or later so trust me when I tell you, it's easier to get that part out of the way right off the bat. Of course seeing us in our underwear is pretty much a give away dontcha think?"
"It's just so, weird, you know. I mean having an adult know that you're being sexy with their kid, and a son no less. Just takes Time getting used to." And he kissed me back.
It was late and we were both tired so decided to go to bed. I slipped my boxers off and Toran looked at me kind of strange.
"I like sleeping naked with a boy Toran, I like feeling our bodies touching without clothes getting in the way. He smiled and dropped his red silks and I looked again in wonder at him. Fuck he was so cute. We climbed into bed and lay face first in each others arms, kissing, whispering to each other, before falling asleep.
Toran and I woke about the same time the next morning, me first, and I lay looking at him in sleep. I had woken up in the middle of the night to find him cuddled up close to me, his hand grasping my hard cock, which explained the dream I was having. I smiled to myself and went back to sleep. When he woke up I asked,
"Sleep well baby?" He nodded that he had so then I asked if he was hungry and he said he was starving so I suggested that we go eat. We took our morning piss, threw on boxers and T's then went down to the kitchen where mom was drinking coffee and reading the paper. I said g'morning and gave her a kiss. She said good morning to Toran and asked how he slept, and he said fine thanks. She smiled and went back to her paper. I poured cereal and made some toast and we munched, not talking much. Toran wondered what we would do for the day then suggested a movie so I asked mom and she ok'd it. Toran said he would call his mom and ask. He did, she said ok and that afternoon we went to see the newest Steven Segal flick.
I like Segal movies, I liked the moves in Aikido. Short, sweet, to the point and often, bad assed. Toran and I sat close together with our legs touching, and sometimes our hands, through the whole movie. Afterwards we saw the twins but managed to avoid them and walked around a bit before mom come pick us up and drop Toran off at his house. I kissed his cheek before he got out of the car, which I think embarrassed him a little bit but he smiled. We both wanted him to spend the night but his parents were the "one night on the weekend" kind of people. I hated that.
Saturday night was a drag, Sunday wasn't much better and I had my first run in with the bully boys. It wasn't much really, and it was only Stevenson, god only knew where the twins were.
I was walking along and minding my own business when he pulled up in a car. He was a junior, spose to be a senior, had his driver's license. He yelled at me to come over to his car. I kept walking and ignored him. I wasn't gonna buy into his shit. He drove past and stopped the car and got out, meeting me at the sidewalk.
"I told you to come here city boy," he said angrily. I didn't want any trouble with the guy. It was gonna come sooner or later, that I knew, but I wanted to put it off until I knew a little more about him and the twins, how they moved, how they operated. So I told him I was sorry I must not have heard him.
"Yeah well you better start fuckin listening punk ass. I didn't like how you rescued fag boy the other day and interrupted our fun. You a fag boy too city boy, huh?"
"HHmmmm," I thought to myself. Maybe it would be better to pull the confrontation to me, maybe get it over with, although I knew it would take more than this. Fuck I hated this shit.
"Uuummm no, I'm not gay, as if it's any of your fucking business whether I am or not." The guy outweighed me by fifty pounds at least but wasn't much taller than me, maybe two inches. He was fat, looked slow, which proved to be right as it took him a second or two to figure out that I had just shit all over his little parade.
"Why you little prick," he growled, "I'll teach you a fuckin lesson" and he reached with his right, which meant he was left handed since it was pulled back for a punch. I ducked under his grasp, dropped to one knee and hammered him in the balls with my right fist then rolled onto the lawn away from the street since that was his back leg. As soon as I was cleared I was on my feet and running, although not all that fast since I knew there was no way that fat ass was gonna be chasing anyone for a day or two. He didn't yell after me which was a good and a bad sign. Good in that I nailed him hard, bad that he would not soon forget it. But that's ok. An angry opponent is one who makes mistakes and I was a guy who cashed in on mistakes.
When I got home I called Toran and told him what happened.
"Oh man Dixon, they are gonna be gunning for you tomorrow." I told him that I knew it but that if it happened and he was with me, that he needed to do exactly as I told him. Don't think, don't question, just do it and do it fast. Could he do that?
"Dixon what are you talking about, you're scaring me, you aren't gonna like, shoot em or anything are you?"
I laughed and told him no, I was not, but that there were lots of things about me that he didn't know about, one of which was that I could take care of myself. Just follow my directions.
School went okay until just after lunch. I figured that I might make it another day. I guessed wrong. We were standing at Toran's locker and something had struck me funny so I wasn't paying attention. All of a sudden I was whipped around and slammed backwards against the lockers. Brian was standing in front of me, red faced as all hell, one twin was about three feet to my left and the other was the same distance on the other side of Toran, who was on my right. I immediately pushed on Toran lightly, moving him another foot away from me. That served two purposes. It put space between him and me, and the twin, who thought Toran was trying to dig out, stepped in closer. So far so good.
Stevenson had his right hand at my throat and I instinctively put my left hand on his from the outside, a normal reaction except that I was testing his strength as well as placing my hand where I needed it to be. His left hand was cocked back to swing and he was running his mouth.
"You little mother fucker, I am gonna fuck you up for yesterday." Of course there was a crowd and it was growing bigger. I told Toran not to move, which aggravated Brian all the more. So far, so good.
"You don't worry about him fuck face, he's gonna get fucked up after you are."
"So," I said looking him in the eyes, "Are you gonna blather all day or are you gonna swing." I heard Toran groan at that, knowing he was gonna get hurt really bad.
Actually, there was kind of a collective gasp from those standing close enough to hear. As I said, fat boy was not all that fast and he telegraphed his swing so far in advance that I could have eaten a sandwich waiting for it to get to me. The rest happened in a heartbeat.
As soon as Brian's swing was committed, I jammed my thumb hard on the muscle between his thumb and index finger. Try it, hurts like hell and of course he loosened his grip immediately. At the same time, my fingers, which were in the palm of his hand were now reefed back hard, using my thumb in his hand for leverage. What this did was torque his wrist to the outside. The wrist isn't made to go in that direction and it won't go very far without breaking so the victim has to roll his body with the twist or lose the wrist. That is what Brian did, but only a second after his left fist smashed into the locker where my head had just been. I had moved my head and my body, putting weight into the wrist lock so Brian headed downward, right into the twin on my left and once his fall was assured I let go.
Putting my weight on my right foot, reached out and grabbed Toran's upper left arm for support and I spun to my right, my left leg cocked, ready for a spinning round house kick that came across the front of Toran's body and hammered the other twin right at the ear bouncing his head hard against the lockers and stunning him momentarily. I dropped the leg and now I was standing directly in front of Toran who had a shocked look on his face, not quite believing he had been taken from the hands of death. Our faces were inches apart and I had a hand pressed against the lockers on each side of his head. I said quietly so only he could hear,
"You ready to take a stand, be my boyfriend and to hell with who knows it?" He nodded and whispered,
"Yes, to all of it." I had been watching the twin I had just kicked out of the corner of my eye. He didn't know it, nor did anyone else who was watching but I needed to make a showing. I needed for everyone watching to know, right now, not to fuck with me or with Toran. Ever. It would save so much trouble in the long run.
I leaned in and kissed my new boyfriend on the lips, a lingering kiss to leave no doubt in the minds of anyone watching that we were lovers. Without moving another muscle or even looking, my left foot snapped out and slammed the twin in the stomach, doubling him over. I caught some movement on the other side, broke the kiss, said to Toran,
"Excuse me baby," and turned to face the threat.
The other twin had gotten up from where he had been tumbled to the floor so I started toward him. Having just seen two of his buddies thrashed in about forty seconds, it effectively put him off balance mentally. Fucking Stevenson, you'd think he had enough but, still laying on the floor, he reached out to stop me with his good hand. I kicked him hard in the nuts and kept moving. The other twin threw a slow lazy swing at me with his right hand. I stepped to the outside, blocked his throw at the wrist and round kicked him in the stomach with my right foot, brought the foot back and kicked him in the face, all in a heartbeat. I held the wrist, slammed my left hand into the elbow and pushed hard on it while I pulled on the wrist. Get the picture. Since he already had forward motion I just guided him around, rather fast and slammed him head first him into the lockers. And he went down.
The whole thing took place in less than ninety seconds, including the kiss.
I walked back to Toran, who still looked shocked, took his hand and in a quiet calm voice said,
"Common, we'll be late for drama," and we walked off hand in hand. The crown parted for us, they were all totally stunned at what they had just witnessed; both the fight and the kiss, and nobody said a word.
Toran and I sat in our regular seats, other students filing in. Those who knew what had happened were quiet, almost thoughtful, while the others went about their usual banter. Behind me, Toran said quietly,
"Fuck Dixon, you aren't even breathing hard," and indeed I wasn't. "What was all that, kung fu shit anyway?"
The teacher came in the room so I told Toran I'd explain it all later. Class started, we got surreptitious looks from some of the students, and then more of them as the story spread, whispered along in the first ten minutes of class. About that time though, the principal came in the room and signaled for the teacher who left, then came back and said that both Toran and I needed to go to the office. Of course, every eye was on us but no one snickered and in fact, I heard more than one whispered, "good luck" as we passed.
We had to cool our jets in the waiting room for about ten minutes before we were called in. During that time I explained a little bit to Toran. I had been studying martial arts since I was nine, I also studied boxing for about a year when I was eleven. I told him about my uncle and the fitness club, which is where I studied both kung fu and Aikido. Because we had guest teachers all the time, I had a smattering of lessons in other arts as well. My uncle had studied Thai kick boxing during his stay in Southeast Asia and had added a great deal of street stuff to my repertoire. I held a red belt in Tiger Crane and a brown in Aikido. I took first in both sparring and weapons at the tri state championship in the under sixteen division three months before I moved here and had taken second the year before. And that is when we were ushered into the principal's office.
Mr. Tennison was not pleased, in fact, he was red faced pissed.
"Just what the hell happened out there Dixon," he asked. I told him the entire history of my encounters with the three bullies.
"I heard about most of it, I mean the martial arts stuff, those boys are pretty messed up, especially Brian's hand."
"Brian's hand is his own fault sir, it's not my fault if he missed." I said this quietly but Tennison was having none of that.
"Don't be a smart ass with me boy, I'll have you kicked out of here so fast your head will spin." I looked at him, dead in the eye, and said even more quietly.
"I don't think so sir. One, those assholes are bullies and you and everyone else in town knows it. Two, it was self defense and there are a hundred witnesses. Three, it was also a hate crime under federal law, they are attacking both Toran and me cause we're gay." I heard Toran gasp beside me and Tennison's head also jerked back just a shade. I went on.
`I'm afraid sir that removing me from school would necessitate my family calling the ACLU as well as the Human Rights Campaign, and the Lambda Defense League, for openers. Considering that Brian and the Twins are known bullies, I would guess that my mother has grounds for a law suit against this school, the school district and you personally for not protecting me, Toran or any of the other students those guys have picked on. I'm quite sure that Reuters and the AP would pick it up. This country jumps on hate crime stuff right now sir, and Toran and me, well, we're just a couple of innocent gay boys." I said this last sentence with a shrug of the shoulders and a tone that suggested total innocence. Tennison was fucking pissed, boy was he pissed, but he knew that I was about 90% dead on balls accurate.
"Look on the bright sir, I doubt very much any of those boys will pick on anyone in this school again. They or their families might try to do something to me, but I doubt it. They're bullies sir, and bullies are, well, chicken shits. Sir. And sir, as long as we're at it, there are other gay students in this school, I would like to start a club that supports all minorities. I think that would look good on your record sir."
That was a little too much.
"Don't. Patronize me. Young man. Both of you, get back to your classes, I'll talk to you later if need be."
As we headed out, the bully boys were waiting to go in and as I went past Brian, who was alternately clutching his hand and his balls, I falsed at him like I was gonna crack him and all three of them flinched. I knew then it was over. For the most part.
Toran and I were both called out of class about the middle of last period and went to the office to find my mom and his parents all there and all of them concerned about our welfare. When they were all assured that we were okay, the meeting began.
Mr. Tennison stated that the other boys had been suspended for a week. He then directed his attention to me. After our discussion this afternoon he had given the matter careful consideration. I would not be suspended from school since it was a case of self defense and I had clearly been outnumbered. He did request that I not use my skills while on school property however. Brian's hand was badly broken which wasn't my fault however one of the twins had broken ribs and the other one a dislocated shoulder. As to the gay club, his words not mine, he would consider it and we might talk about it later. I suggested that perhaps I wait and see how many students ended up coming out to me or Toran, as they surely would, and perhaps we could go from there. He agreed. He then said that he had another meeting he had to attend but that we were welcome to use his office for continued discussion.
The further discussion of course was about me and Toran. His parents were a little angry, a lot confused and more so, concerned about their son. They were wanting to blame someone, that someone being, guess who. Toran left their side and came to sit between me and my mom and held my hand. Looking at them he spoke.
"This isn't some phase I'm going through. I've known I was gay for at least three years," he told them, "and I think you have suspected it. I'm sorry that you had to find out this way, but that's the way it is and I can't help that. I know it's only been a few days but Dixon and I like each other a lot and I think I could love him. If you care at all about me, you'll support me, us, in this. I know it's a shock and I know it's hard, think about how hard it's been for me, but I love you and I need you now." Toran's mother had tears running down her face and his father was straining to hold his tears back. Even my mom was emotionally drained.