Hello everyone! Thanks for checking this out. This came out of nowhere honestly. Not my first story, I'm also writing Savages which is on going. I did not intend to have multiple stories running at once, my all time favorite author does this and it drives me absolutely crazy lol ;) Love you Comsie! Anyway, this is such a different story than Savages and yet like my first story, I have NO idea where this is going... It might not go anywhere, after all this is a short chapter, almost a prelude if you will. If you like it please let me know. If you don't like it, I'd like to know that too lol
Also, if anyone knows what the hell happened to Staten Krown of Crushed Crown Stories, I'd love to know. He sort of shut down his site spontaneously and in the middle of writing an installment for one of his most popular series, after telling us he was going on a spirtiual journey. Where ever he is I hope he is healthy, happy and safe!
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This is the LAST straw. Aidan has hurt me for the last damn time. You know what he said to me before he left? "I'll just go see Veronica for a few hours and then I'll come back and we can fool around. Does that sound good?" Does that sound good? Is he fucking serious? I'm not even a total bottom and I've been giving myself to him since we both hit puberty. Now,I think I have been MORE than understanding about this whole, "I wanna explore myself," bullshit. "I'm going to see a movie with Veronica tonight," or "I thought it'd be cool to walk the mall with Ronnie today." Each time hurt more than the last.
But then... "Veronica's parents are gone until tonight and she wants to finally do it Maison!"
"Do it? Do what? YOU?" I think my heart stopped.
"Yeah man, it's about fucking time," He said, bending down to pull his shoes on, his blond hair dancing across the top of his eyebrows.
"So you're actually going to go? I thought we were spending the whole day together."
"Well, yeah but...I'll just go see Veronica for a few hours and then I'll come back and we can fool around. Does that sound good?" Has he lost his fucking mind? Does he even know what the hell he just said to me? NO that does not sound good! I'm supposed to settle now for her sloppy seconds? Well, technically she's getting MY sloppy seconds but she doesn't know that.
"NO dude! That does not sound good! Please tell me you're not actually about to ditch me for some girl."
"C'mon dude I'm actually about to get some, would you deprive your best friend of pussy?"
"Weren't we going to fuck all day?" I asked
"Yeah but this is with an actual girl Maison!" Wow...that really hurt. More than I thought it did and I tried not to show it but he must've noticed a change on my face. "Aww don't be that way Mase. I'm sorry this isn't what you want but I really do, can you understand that?"
"Understand this Aidan, if you walk out today to go be with her, don't bother coming back."
"You're SO fucking stubborn, why can't you be happy for me?" He yelled.
"I was happy for us until you just dropped my heart off a cliff!" I yelled back.
"That's so fucking dramatic! What would the guys at school think if they knew about the shit we do dude?"
"Who gives a damn what they think?" I asked.
"OH so you could just come right out of the closet then could ya?" He asked back incredulously.
"If that's what it takes for us to be together!"
"Newsflash Maison! There ISN'T an US! We're friends who fuck each other! This shit has to stop!" That's it. I'm done. He fucking knows how I feel about him, he's not JUST a friend to me. We've been best friends since pre-school for sure, but when we started to experiment, I went all in and not just with my dick. He had my heart too. But no more. NO more.
"Goodbye Aidan," I said coldly.
"FINE! FUCK YOU Maison!" He stormed out and he took his beautiful blond hair and chestnut eyes with him.
I'm crying my eyes out right now. Goddamn that fucking Veronica. Fucking whore. It's been thirty minutes now and I'm trying like HELL not to think about him on top of her or...or god forbid her on top of him. Running her hands all over what's rightfully mine. My firm shoulders and hard pecs, my chiseled abs and powerful legs. GODDAMNIT those are MINE bitch! Why wont these fucking tears stop?
An hour passed. Two. He didn't come back and he didn't call. I felt myself breaking down in a way I never have before. I'd read stories like this online, some characters, god help them, they just couldn't get passed the heart ache. That's NOT going to be me. And just like that I realized how weak I've actually been. I just bet Aidan thinks he's sticking it to me right now, trying to prove he doesn't really need me. Well hehehe jokes on him cause I don't really need him. And coming out of the closet? Consider it a done deal Aidan you fucking coward, I'm one of the most popular boys in school too in case you forgot. I KNOW I can handle myself in a fight too, at least a fair fight. I can do this.
I went to my social media page and looked at the hundreds of kids in my school who follow me. At least this stupid page is finally good for something. This is gonna be the highschool equivalent of a nuclear bomb!
So it turns out I like fucking guys! Go figure right? LOL
I posted it. But I didn't wait to watch the fallout, I have other plans this evening. For one, I'm tired of my long hair, this was a long time coming. I pulled up youtube on my laptop and started watching haircut videos. I found a lot of different styles but the one that stuck with me was a bald fade. Basically from like my ears down is shaved bald and from my ears up is faded in to a pretty cute crop of hair on top. This is going to change my whole look, honestly I think I'm fairly attractive, something I credit to my Scandinavian slash African roots. My skin is a really light brown and while my hair is predominantly dark, you can see a speckling of natural blond hairs. Aidan always used to say that the subtle blond made my eyes really gorgeous. They're not the light chestnut brown like his but really deep brown. I had a moment of sadness remembering the times we would lay on my bed and get lost in each others eyes. SIGH...Where are my clippers?
BZZZZZ! BZZZZZ! BZZZZZ! Well look at that my phones blowing up, I can't imagine what that's all about hehehe. Back to the matter at hand. I followed the video to a T, broke out the razer and shaving cream. You know what? I have REALLY tiny ears hehehe How fucking adorable is that right? I cut my beard too. I asked Aidan a few times if he wanted me to clean shave but he always told me not to bother. Well who cares what the hell he wants anymore right? I didn't cut it all off, I left a thin chin strap and a short mustache, honestly I dont think I've ever looked better. I took a step back and checked myself out. I ran my hand over my own pecs and down my own six pack, flexed my biceps some. I manscape religiously so I naturally came to grip my neatly framed out cock and low hanging balls. I feel good. I hopped in the shower, washed my new hair, scrubbed myself down and stepped out feeling like a new man.
I checked my phone and saw twelve missed calls from Aidan alone. Fifty plus text messages, several of those were from Aidan too. His latest text message was not supportive at all, basically said that he'd kill me if I outed him. Well I have no desire to out him, in fact I have no desire to give ANY significance to our time together. Clearly it meant SO little to him...
I went downstairs to see what Mom was doing for dinner. When I walked into the Kitchen I saw Mom and Dad whispering to eachother but that soon stopped.
"Holy Crow!" My father exclaimed. My Mom followed his line of sight and dropped her dish towel along with her jaw.
"Maison baby...you...you look great honey!" She said with a beaming smile.
"Thanks Mom, I really feel great too!" I returned.
"Son, are you sure you're feeling alright?" My dad asked with concern.
"Baby you know we need to talk about what you posted tonight right?" Mom followed up.
"We most certainly do young man," Dad continued with a slightly more angered expression. I'm not totally sure how to proceed here, my parents have never said one bad thing about gay people...
"Yeah, um, I'm really sorry you guys found out like that, I intended to tell you myself. But it's true, I'm gay. I thought you guys would be able to accept that." I said, tears starting to well up in my eyes as I began to feel so much sadness. The possibility of losing my parents over this honestly never crossed my mind, they're SUCH great people, they mean everything to me.
"We're not talking about that Maison! The language you used was TOTALLY unacceptable young man! Fucking? Are you serious? You had to say fucking?" Dad said. By now my sadness was replaced with shock.
"Honestly Maison, what the actual fuck were you fucking thinking using such foul fucking language?" Mom asked straight faced...and then, the wall broke and they both started snickering. SONS OF BITCHES!
"You two suck for this you know that?" I Just shook my head in utter disbelief and they got completely hysterical. They were besides themselves over this, so much so that I decided to just to let them laugh it out. I went to the stove and started to fill my plate, looks like chicken parm tonight, sweet! They were wrapping up by the time I got back to the table.
"Maison?" Mom started. I looked up to see the loving faces of my parents. "We had our suspicions, but we're just so happy that you seem to be handling this so well. Your father and I have very dear friends that came out at a young age and they did NOT have good experiences or good parents for that matter. We love you more than anything baby!"
"Your mother and I would wage war on Hell itself for you," My dad said, starting to tear up himself (he can be more emotional than mom sometimes),"It would be a short war but we would do it hehehe." (he also has a pretty dope sense of humor hehehe).
"We're behind you every step of the way," Mom finished.
"Thanks you guys, you're the best parents anyone could ever hope for. I know I might've bit off more than I can chew tonight but I think you both have raised me with the strength to do this." I smiled.
"Thats the spirit, and you always have Aidan to lean on," Dad so non-chalantly dropped in there.
"Ummm....actually...that's the reason this is all happening. He sort of walked out on me today. Hes not supporting me in this." I said.
"Well that's just ridiculous Maison," Mom scoffed, "what makes you say that?"
"He basically told me he's not supporting me in this," I said plainly.
"Oh...sweety maybe he just needs time," She tried to give him the benefit of the doubt.
"He's had since we were twelve to accept it. Apparently he only has time for Veronica Thomas these days," I said bitterly, chewing my chicken. Mom and dad shared a concerned look.
"Maison," Dad started, "I know it sucks that he's treating you like this, but If I can give you some advice, don't write him off completely, ok son?" I thought about what he said, really I did. But at this point I'm just trying to keep Aidan from hurting me any more.
"Ok dad." This seemed to placate him for the moment. We enjoyed the rest of our dinner and I helped mom with the clean up. I went to bed that night both eager and reluctant to face the day tomorrow but nonethelss ready. Turns out this last straw didn't break me.
First chapter down, no clue when the next ones coming...I know, I'm THAT kind of writer, don't worry I hate myself sometimes too lol I'm also overly critical of my own shit but honestly, even I feel good about this chapter. Until next time, best wishes and stay safe y'all!
Dillon