Series: The Hard Things In Life
Author: Katie
E-mail: [email protected]
Disclaimer: I don't own 'em & I'm not claiming that this happened, only in my mind.
Distribution: Only at Castles in the Sky http://members.tripod.com/katemarie_1
Rating: NC-17
Het/Slash/Both: Slash
Summary: Complications arise in their lives. (okay so the summary sucks.. .hopefully the story doesn�t.)
Note: I wasn�t sure if I should do another in this series� but I got a bunny and couldn�t shake it. I�m really hoping that this follows along with the rest well enough.
Another Note: Thanks as always to AJ for betaing this *G*
Lance's POV
It's been about a month since Chris and I broke up and it's been just as long since I've been in Scott and Kevin's bed. I seriously thought that what we had shared that night was just about them wanting to get off but I was apparently wrong. I tried getting up early that morning and leaving but Scott wouldn't let me go. He just kept holding on to me.
I'm still puzzled by what they did. I mean of all the people they could have in their bed I don't understand why they picked me. Every single time I ask either of them all I get is a smile, a pat on the head (or if its Kevin a pat on the ass) and them telling me not to worry my "pretty little head about it."
I can't say as I don't love being with them. They do so many things to me that Chris would never have done in a million years but at the same time they treat me like their obedient little puppy. That really bugs the hell out of me. I'd say something but I don't want to lose the comfort of them holding me at night. Admittedly I also don't want to lose the feel of either one of them burying their cocks in me and making me scream out their names.
I sigh and lean against the locker door. I'm all alone in an empty locker room in an empty arena because I told them I needed time to think. They told me not to go too far but I had to get away. Every time I try to think this whole thing through when they're around I get caught up in the sex.
But when I am with them they make it not so much about the sex as� Now I'm romanticizing my involvement with them. I mean really. How long before they decide they want someone younger or prettier or with more muscles or� anything? They could have any man in the locker room if they so chose. Why me? I mean I'm no where near as pretty as some of the guys that they've shared their bed with. I mean how do I compare to someone like Shawn Michaels? Or Triple H? Or hell even Waltman?
I groan as I hear a door opening somewhere in the arena. I don't want to face anyone right now. I only want to hide from the world. I growl as the door to the locker room I'm hiding in opens. "Go aw�" Any words die in my throat as my ex-lover walks through the door. Fuck I so didn't want to see him right now. I don't care if I never see him again.
He's smiling at me and I realize with understanding that it does nothing for me anymore. Had he found me this alone and this insecure even one week ago? I'd have run right into his arms and begged him to take me back. Now? I don't even care. "What do you want Chris?"
"To talk."
I laugh. "We've got nothing to talk about. What you and I shared is over Chris. I've moved on. I've gotten over you."
"Have you really? Don't you miss the way I used to hold you at night? Or do you prefer being someone's very own personal slut?"
I laugh at his pitiful attempt to make me come back to him. "God, you're pathetic Chris. I'd take being Kevin and Scott's slut over sharing my bed with you any day. What is it going to take to make you realize I don't love you anymore?"
I swallow hard at the anger in his eyes but unlike before, when it would have turned me on to see him so angry? Now I just feel sorry for him. "I'm sorry Chris. That was harsher than even you deserve. But whatever it is we had is in the past. I don't love you anymore. I don't even know for sure if I ever did love you."
His face is contorted in pain. I don't want to hurt him but at the same time I don't want to leave him with any impression whatsoever that I'm still in love with him.
Chris's POV
I cannot believe the things he's saying to me. He's killing me here. All I want is another chance to prove to him that I love him. Why won't he let me prove how much I love him? Is he really that attached to those stupid fucks?
Scott Hall and Kevin Nash. Just thinking the names makes me angry. They don't deserve to have someone as sweet and kind as Lance. They're corrupting him. He never would have spoken to me this way before they came into his life. I have to find a way to get him away from their control.
"You know they don't love you? They're just using you. You're no where near as pretty or young as most of the guys they share their bed with."
I watch happily as his face pales. He knows I'm telling the truth. If I have to hurt him to get him back then so be it. I don't mind. As long as he knows that I'm the only one who can give him what he wants. I start towards him intending to take him into my arms but he backs up quickly. "Fuck you Chris. I don't care if I'm not as pretty as most of the guys they've bedded. It doesn't matter. Because in the end? I'm using them as much as they're using me. At first it was so that I could get over you. Now that that's been accomplished its simply for the sex. You'd be amazed at the things they can do to make a person just beg for them. Not to mention how easily I come apart under their caresses." He cocks his head to the side and smiles at me. It's a malicious smile and one I've never seen from him. "You see Chris. I know what you're trying to do but it's not going to work. I don't care if they end whatever it is I have with them today, tomorrow, two weeks from now. It just does not matter. The only thing that matters is I'm over you. I don't love you anymore Chris. So just leave me alone."
I frown as he walks out the door slamming it behind me. So that's it. I've lost him for good. I can never get him back now. But I can make it so he won't go back to Scott and Kevin. Now I just have to get back to them before he does.
I head out to my rental noting with a smile that Lance's car is still sitting there. Now to get those two fucking me until Lance walks in and discovers the three of us. It doesn't take me long to get back to the hotel and I knock solidly on the door to their room. Kevin answers looking half-asleep. I do my best not to show my hatred for them as I brush past him. I'm trying my damnedest to be seductive here. "Hey guys. Rumour has it you two are something else? Any chance of me finding out for myself?"
Kevin's POV
He has to be kidding me. He has to. I shake my head and laugh. "Listen up boy. Whatever it is your asking for? You won't find it in our room. Now leave before Lance returns."
Scott speaks up from the bed causing me to look at him. I would've sworn he was sleeping. "That's the whole point. Chris here wants Lance to walk in and find us fucking him senseless. He figures he's too pretty for us to turn down and he knows as well as you and I do that if Lance were to walk in and find us in bed with anyone else he'd walk. But Chris? I won't let that happen. No matter what you think Lance is ours. And we're not letting him go." Scott is by this time face to face with Chris and has pushed him back enough so that he's no longer in the room. I smile as he shuts the door in Chris's face and then turns around to face me. I watch silently as rage flits across his face. "You won't let Lance go will you?"
I shake my head. If there's one thing I'm ever going to do it's keep Scotty happy and Lance makes him happy. I have to admit that sometime during the past three weeks I've fallen pretty hard for the young Canadian. Not that he could ever replace Scotty but he's still really under my skin. I head back to bed and wrap my arms around my lover's body. He fits perfectly against me as I try to figure out what in the hell to do about Lance.
I wonder where he is. He ran off earlier and I ended up comforting Scotty until he finally fell asleep. Whether he likes it or not he's a part of our family now. Except� Or rather unless he decides he wants out. I don't know how to tell Scotty that we can't keep him here against his will. I sigh as Scott falls back to sleep.
I suppose my best bet with Lance is to sit him down and explain to him that Scott and I want him here. We want him as part of our family. I finally fall asleep thanks to the lull of Scott's breath.
I wake up again when I feel someone crawl into our bed. I open my eyes slightly and see Lance's crew cut sliding in next to me. I let go of Scotty with one arm and pull him closer. "Where've you been babe?"
He just shrugs and lays his head on my shoulder. "Kevin?"
"Yeah Lance?" Fuck he sounds like he wants to have a meaningful conversation and I'm still half-asleep.
"Why did you guys choose me? I mean you two could have anyone in the fed that you want so why me?"
I yawn and tighten my grip on him. "It's very simple Lance. Scott's fallen in love with you and I'm halfway there. No matter what anyone says this isn't just about the sex." I yawn again and he's staring up at me with those blue eyes wide open. I'm not sure if it's shock or disbelief or what but it's definitely confusion. I sit up pulling him with me. "Come on. I don't want to wake Scotty. He's had a rough night."
He follows me to the little chair in the room and sits on my lap. Good that's right where I wanted him. "Lance, I know you don't understand why I'd be willing to share Scotty. Honestly? This was his idea. I only went along with it at first because he was so adamant about having you be a part of our family. Somewhere along the line I've fallen for you and hard. Let me ask you something. Do you want out?"
He starts to nod his head but changes directions. Nodding his head the entire time he starts speaking. "I just� I don't understand why me? I mean I have to admit at first I wasn't sure what to make of the two of you but now I don't want to be anywhere else. I want to be with you guys. But I just don't get why you would choose me when guys like Chris are available." He really looks confused.
Fuck if I know how to explain it to him. But I'll try my best. "Because he's a pretty boy. Okay that line of reasoning sucked. We're really not into the pretty boy thing. Don't say it." I cut him off before he has a chance to mention the Kliq. "None of them were ever a part of our family. They were in our bed but they never stayed long. You're our family now Lance."
"But�" I cut him off by placing my mouth against his.
"Has anyone ever told you that you talk to much?"
He smiles sheepishly and lays his head against my chest. "So you guys really want me here?"
"Yes we do Chico." Scotty speaks up from his position on the bed. I smile over at him and stand up taking Lance with me. I drop him gently onto the bed where Scott immediately rolls on top of him. "Listen up and listen good Chico. We love you. We want you here. So fucking what if you're not a pretty boy. Neither am I but Kev keeps me around."
I laugh. "Ya know both of you need to look in a fucking mirror sometime ya know that. So you're not pretty boys. You are fucking gorgeous men. So why don't we stop talking so goddamn much and let me fuck both of you?" They both laugh and I grin at them before tugging my boxers off. "Fuck you both I'm serious. Look at me."
Lance grins and gets to his knees on the bed. He crawls carefully over to me and runs his hands down my chest. "I'm looking. Trust me I'm looking."
Scott's POV
I sit back and watch as Lance slowly seduces our lover. Kevin's loving every minute of this seduction and quite frankly so am I. Kevin allows himself to be pushed onto the bed and Lance smiles softly at me. "I think you're wearing too many clothes Chico." I can't help but notice he's still fully dressed.
He grins and leans over capturing my lips with his. God he tastes so sweet. Now this is the kind of addiction I can get used to. He pulls back and smiles sweetly at me. "If I'm wearing too much then take it off."
I nod my head and undress him slowly. Kevin's watching us with a hooded gaze. I lean over and whisper in the young Canadian's ear. "Hey what do you say we drive Kev insane?"
He nods his head and runs soft hands over my chest. I can't help the gasp that escapes as he rakes his fingernails lightly over my nipples. Fuck he's good at this. He went from being shocked at everything Kevin and I do in bed to an expert at making both of us beg in a matter of weeks. I thrust my hips against his thigh as his hands move towards my back. He rubs his finger over my hole lightly making me moan.
Pulling back he smiles softly at me. "Fuck me Scotty?"
I love the pleading tone in his voice. Kevin protests but we both ignore him as Lance positions himself on all fours. I move behind him and just rub the tip of my dick over his entrance lightly enjoying the soft sounds coming from him.
I look over at Kevin just in time to see his hand closing over his thick shaft. I grin and push gently into Lance. Rocking my hips I take my time filling him all the way. He's gasping for air and pushing back against me. Or at least trying to. I grin again and in one swift motion bury myself completely in Lance's tight hole.
He's tighter than anyone I've ever been with, although I'm sure Kevin would beat that easily except he refuses to bottom for anyone. I shake my head to clear that thought and lean over kissing the back of Lance's neck.
"You're so big baby." He whispers before pushing back against me. I thrust into him delighting in the sound of my balls slapping against his thighs.
He moans and shoves Kevin away when our lover moves to kiss him. I fight back a laugh as he growls and moves to position himself behind me. I shove him away gently and continue thrusting into the young Canadian who I have at my mercy.
Having finally got the message that we�re trying to torture him Kevin scoots back so he's leaning against the headboard. His hand snakes down and wraps itself around his cock. Lance and I reach out at the same time and smack his hand away. "What the fuck you two?"
"We'll take care of you� but first you have to watch us complete each other." I grin at the husky quality in Lance's voice. I reach around him and wrap my fist around his thick shaft. Stroking him lightly I know he won't last long. I can tell from the little sounds he's making that he's close.
So am I so I begin thrusting harder into him. He shifts around so that his knees are held tightly together and I moan at the sudden clenching his change in position has caused. I pick up the pace slamming against him as his hand joins mine in stroking him.
"Fuck. Lance. Tight. Fuck. Going. Fuck. Cumming." The last word ends on a rather high pitched moan as I shoot burst after burst of warm cum into his tight hole. He groans out what sounds like my name before shooting gooey strands of ivory liquid over our hands.
He drops onto the bed and I drop next to him before rolling him over and licking his stomach clean. I look up at the slurping noise and smile at the sight of him licking his hand clean. I offer him my hand as well and feel my cock harden instantly as his tongue flicks out licking the drops of cum clinging stubbornly to my hand.
I look back down at his cock and smile seeing it hard and jutting up ready for more action. We grin at one another before turning to Kevin who's pouting from his position.
Together we pounce on him and start kissing and licking our way up, down and across his body. We meet at his long hard dick and grin at one another before taking turns swallowing his shaft. While one of us has our mouths wrapped around his cock the other is inevitably sucking on his balls. Simultaneously we pull away before he has the chance to cum. "You wanna ride him Lance?"
Nodding his head, the Canadian straddles our lover's hips and moans as the thick cock slides into him. I sit back and watch as my lover's fuck. Never in my life have I seen such a beautiful sight. I have to admit I am totally and completely in love with these two men. I can only hope they both feel the same about me and each other.
Justin's POV
I sigh from my position in Mike's arms. I hate listening to Scott, Kevin and Lance going at it. I also hate the fact that I shut the door in Lance face. It could be me fucking him into oblivion. It should be me. I was just so shocked to see him no more than two minutes after I'd finished jerking off to his picture that I did the first thing that came to my mind. I thought he and Chris had had yet another fight and he was just looking for a place to crash. It's not that I don't like Chris but I've been in love with Lance for forever now. Just think I blew what was probably my only chance with him.
I heard Chris propositioning his lover's earlier so I already know that plan doesn't work. Lance actually hasn't even talked to me since that night. He's pissed because I shut the door in his face but I didn't want to get in between him and Chris again. I sigh unhappily as I slide my hand down my body. I may as well get off since my current lover is dead to the world right now.
Wrapping my fingers loosely around my shaft I scoot closer to the wall that connects my room with that of the other Kliq members. I groan softly as I hear Lance moaning. It sounds muffled, more so than just the wall so I have to wonder which of the big men's cocks are in his mouth.
Loosely sliding my hand up and down my shaft I swear when I realize that this isn't going to take me long. I reach down playing with my balls knowing that all I really need is to hear Lance scream out either of their names and I'll shoot.
I'm rewarded not long after I think that with Lance shouting out Kevin's name. Okay so Kevin was fucking him. I look down at myself and laugh at the mess I've made. I really am pathetic. I have this beautiful man lying next to me and I'm jerking off over a fantasy? I must be losing my mind.
I look over at Sanders and smile. He's still with me even though I know that I've called out Lance's name on more than one occasion. Of course I don�t think a single fuck has passed where he hasn't called out Jindrak's name but still. I'm the one who's never had the man whose name he's calling out.
I sink back into my spot next to Sanders and groan softly when he wraps himself around me. With a shrug I join him in sleep knowing that the time will come when one of us gets pissed for calling them by the wrong name but I don't much care right now.
Shane's POV
I snuggle deeper into Benoit's arms as he talks on the phone to from what I can hear his mom. He's telling her he's got a new lover that he's bringing home. I pull away when I hear him say that and just stare in shock.
I mean yes I love him but� Fuck I can't introduce him as my lover to anyone in my family. They'd never understand. He sees the panic in my eyes and tells whoever's on the other end that he'll call them back.
"What's wrong Shane?"
"I can't� I mean my parents don't�. They wouldn't�" I trail off as I try to catch my breath.
"Shane calm down. Take a deep breath. Is this about me telling my mom I'm bringing my lover home?"
I nod my head and keep gulping for air. He smiles softly at me and I'm instantly much calmer. "Chris� I love you� But� My parents don't know that I'm gay. I can't introduce you to my family. They wouldn�t understand about us."
"Baby, I never said I want to meet your family. Although eventually I will want to meet them. I don�t' care if you're family doesn't approve of us. But my mom and I are very close. She knows everything about me. When I told her during our last call that I was in love she said she wanted to meet you. We� Well, we were still a little confused about everything at the time so I told we'd see what happened. But when I called her tonight as you heard I told her we're together and she wants to meet you." He pauses and takes a deep breath. "Do you not want to meet my mom?"
"No. I mean Yes. I mean� Fuck. I want to meet your mom. I just� I guess I panicked. I kinda thought that if you were introducing me to your family then you'd want to be introduced to mine." I'm rewarded with a smile so sexy it nearly makes me cum just looking at him. Fuck I didn't even know I was aroused.
He leans forward and presses his mouth against mine. He moves slowly, tugging me down the bed until I'm flat on my back and he's perched over me. I gasp softly as his fingers wrap around my cock. I try to warn him but he covers my mouth again. He strokes me lightly causing my body to shudder. Before I can stop myself, my cum is covering his hand. He grins at me and presses our bodies together. "Now maybe I can make love to you without worrying about how soon you're gonna cum."
I blush knowing he's right and hating it. I have a horrible habit of cumming before either of us wants me to. I'm not sure why. I've never been like this when I was with anyone else. I guess he just turns me on more than they ever did.
He buries himself inside me quickly and we begin moving together slowly. Even our breathing is in sync as we rock together. Just as he's about to fill me up his cell phone rings. He groans and mouths his apology before picking up the phone. I laugh as he greets his mom again. I climb off the bed pausing when he grabs my arm. "Where're you going? Not you mom. Shane is leaving the bed."
I laugh and lean over pressing a quick kiss to his nose. "Gonna clean myself up and then I'm gonna grab a washcloth to clean you up."
He smiles and goes back to his conversation with his mom. I step into the shower and just rinse off the cum covering my stomach. With a sigh I wet a washcloth and grab a hand towel. Smiling as I walk back into the room, I pause for a minute to take in the sight of my lover.
He's lying there stretched out, his cock flaccid and lying against his thigh as he listens intently to his mom speaking. His well-defined chest glistens still from the oil from the massage I gave him earlier. His thighs are glistening as well and I grin knowing that it's my cum covering him there. He's smiling in that way son's reserve just for their mothers when she's talking their ear off about everything and anything. He shifts slightly and turns onto his side so that his back is facing me. I lick my lips somewhat unconsciously at the sight of his tight firm ass sticking out.
Shaking my head I pounce on the bed causing him to grunt. He laughs and explains to his mom that I just came back from the bathroom. I'd love to hear both sides of the conversation when I hear him tell her he's not talking about that with his mother. I wonder what she asked him.
I roll him onto his back and kiss his forehead before scooting down to kneel between his knees. I clean him off gently delighting in hearing the soft humming from his throat as I rub the soft washcloth against his hardening cock. He places his hand over the mouthpiece of the phone and attempts to glare at me. "Shane. For fucks sake I'm talking to my mother. Quit trying to get me hard."
I respond by sticking my tongue out at him and continue my ministrations. He gasps softly when I lean over and lick up the last bit of my cum from his thighs. I grin again as I listen to him talking to his mom.
Benoit's POV
"No mom. Yeah. I'm fine. Shane's just trying to get me to hang up the phone. He's feeling neglected." I growl low in my throat when he brushes his cheek against my shaft. Little fucker's driving me crazy. Not that I don't love what he's doing but he could've picked a better time then when I'm on the phone with my mom.
She laughs in my ear. "Chris dear, would you like to hang up now so you can have sex with your young man?"
I choke. On what I don't know but hearing my mom offer to hang up so I can make love to Shane is shocking. "Mom! That's� You're not supposed to say things like that."
"Chris how do you think you were born?"
"Certainly not that way." I grin as she laughs at me. "Seriously mom. You shouldn't be thinking that way. You're� well� Shit." I swear knowing that if I call her old she'll get pissed and yell at me.
"Don't swear Christopher." I roll my eyes upon hearing her call my by my given name.
"Sorry mom." I groan as Shane's mouth closes around the tip of my cock. Fuck he's good at that. "Oh god Shane. That feels good baby."
"Christopher! Don't take the lord's name in vain." I wince as I realize I'm moaning to my lover while talking to my mom. This is really disturbing. I reach down and push Shane away.
He pouts at me and moves to sit at the foot of the bed. I sigh and tell my mom I'll talk to her later. Scooting to the edge of the bed I wrap my arms around him. He struggles a bit and I tighten my grip. "I'm sorry baby. But I was on the phone with my mother and calling out your name. It's more than a little freaky knowing my mom was offering to hang up so I could make love to you okay?"
He laughs a soft little sound that makes my insides melt. I turn him in my arms and kiss him softly. "Do you forgive me?"
He nods his head and lays it against my shoulder. "Does she really want to meet me Chris?"
"Yeah she does baby. She can't wait to meet as she put it the man I'm so smitten with."
Laughing he turns his face up to mine. "She really used the word smitten?"
"You think I'd make that shit up."
"Don't swear Chris." I roll my eyes and have to laugh when he giggles. I pull him with me back onto the bed. I lie down with him in my arms. He snuggles against me and gasps softly when his stomach comes in contact with my hard shaft. "You want me to finish taking care of that?"
I shake my head and lean over kissing the top of his head. "Nah. I'm content just holding you right now."
He nods his head against my chest and I feel his soft lips pressing against me. I grin knowing that with him in my arms I'm happier than I ever thought possible.
Chuck's POV
I sigh, trying to find a comfortable position without Sean there as my pillow. This is the first time since the whole thing that I've had to sleep alone. Not that I begrudge Mark Sean's company. I just wish he had picked a better time than at night to call up and asks Sean to keep him company.
I roll over again punching at the pillow trying to make it more comfortable. Fuck. Face it. The pillow is not hard enough. I need Sean lying underneath me in order to sleep.
I sit up and flick on the TV. I know there's nothing on this late at night but I really don't care. I consider going to Coach's room but he's probably asleep� or fucking Scott and Lance. I flip through the channels restlessly knowing that unless Sean comes back I'm not getting any sleep.
Turning off the TV I reach over and pick up my journal. Sean and I decided that this was the best way to tell each other about our feelings since neither of us is very big on talking about them. I mean he's from the south where talking about your feelings is just not permitted among guys. Of course what he and I do isn't permitted either but that's a horse of a different colour. Now in my family, it wasn't so much that we weren't allowed to as if you tried to you got knocked on your ass.
That leads me to something I've been wanting to talk to him about but have no clue as to how to go about doing it. I pick up and pen and begin writing.
I can't help but wonder what my family would say if I brought you home with me. Would they beat the shit out of you and me or would they actually be happy for me now that I've found the love of my life?
I also can't help but wonder what your family is like? I know you don't like talking about them and only mention your mom on occasion but what would she say if she knew her son was in love with a man? Would she hate you for what we do?
Come to think of it what would my mom do? I can already guarantee you my dad'd take me out back like he used to when I was kid and caught me jerking off to some guys picture. I don�t even remember who it was at this point. Not that that matters. Would my mom disown me like she used to threaten to do whenever I did something she didn't like? Or would she just take it as me being me? I've never really fit into my family, from joining the navy, which pissed everyone off to becoming a wrestler, which everyone takes as a big joke.
Do you fit into your family? I wonder what our families would be like together? I can just picture our dad's sitting there bitching about their fag sons cursing every thing in the world that caused us to be this way.
Which leads me to a totally different point. Why me? Why'd you pick me when you can have any guy you want? I'm nothing special especially if you compare me to someone like Coach whom I know you have a huge crush on. So why me? What's so special about me?
I put the pen down and contemplate tearing out the page but end up throwing the notebook aside and sinking back onto the bed. I feel tears fill me eyes as I think about how my family would react to the news that I'm gay. That he's more than just my best friend. I'd never see them again I'm sure of it. They'd hate me and force me to stay as far away as possible. I eventually fall asleep the tears slipping down my cheeks.
Sean's POV
I head back to my room and roll my shoulders trying to work out the tension. How the fuck am I supposed to explain to Chuck why I smell like Mark? I know he knows that I went over there to comfort our friend but I didn't expect to find Mark naked and I sure as hell didn't expect him to try seducing me.
Nothing happened. When I told him I couldn't because I love Chuck he broke down. I eventually got him into his bed and asleep but hell� I still smell like Mark and I know for a fact that I have huge wet spot on my thigh from Mark rubbing against me.
I open the door slowly so as not to wake my lover. He's lying there his face streaked with tears as he sleeps. He's whimpering softly and I walk over shaking him gently.
He sits up and stares at me blindly before pulling me against his body. I hug him tightly until he shoves me away. He just stares angrily and I know exactly why.
I step back from him and take a deep breath before explaining the entire situation to him. He nods his head and gets to his feet. I watch his naked body move gracefully across the room until I can't watch him anymore. While he's getting my shower ready I reach out and pick up his journal. This was actually a good idea for both of us because we can discuss how we're feeling without having to talk about it. When he walks in I lift up the journal and smile softly. "My family wouldn't say anything. My dad wouldn't care. He's never cared. Ever. My mom just goes on like every thing is fine and dandy no matter how badly her children fuck up. My brother's and sisters took off as soon as they were old enough to." I pause and move to stand behind him knowing there are tears in his eyes. I reach up and wipe the tears from his cheeks.
"As for the other� I may have a crush on Coach but so do you. I wouldn't want anyone else� I'm no romantic so forgive me for stealing this line from whatever movie it's from but you complete me. You make me whole. When we're apart I feel like part of me is missing." I turn him around so we're face to face. "I love you Chuck. I don't know how else to tell you."
He smiles and still not speaking leads me to the bathroom where I discover he's ran a bath for me and not just heated up the water in the shower. I lean over and capture his lips against mine before pulling him into the tub with me. It's a tight fit, a really tight fit but we manage. We lean together while his hand swirls patterns in the warm water.
We stay like that until the water starts to cool and he turns to me. "I want to come out."
"What do you mean?"
"To my folks. I want to come out. I want to tell them I'm gay and I want you with me."
I nod my head knowing he could ask me to walk on water and I'd try to do it. "If that's really what you want� Of course I'll go with you."
He smiles and leans over kissing me before grabbing a washcloth, which he proceeds to wash my body with. I sigh as his hand closes over my cock. I frown when the pressure disappears but watch as he stands up, water coursing down his thickly muscled torso. I watch mesmerized as droplets drip from his thick shaft as it bobs in front of my face. "Ya know waving that thing in my face is like waving a red flag in front of a bull."
He grins and then gasps as I grip his hips pulling his cock into my mouth. I see him brace himself against the wall as I suck him off. I wait until he's seconds from cumming before pulling back and grinning at him. "Not yet baby. I want you buried in me when that thing erupts."
He laughs and follows me from the room. We make love three times before he finally tires. I watch him sleep curled against me as I think about the future. I really hope he knows that his family may never talk to him again once he comes out to them. I pause considering the advantages of this as I make a decision. After he's come out to his family I'm taking him with me to come out to mine. They won't care. They've never cared about me. But I figure it's the least I can do for him. I hold him tightly against me and kiss his forehead again before falling into a deep sleep.
THE END