Date: Fri, 22 Nov 2013 18:25:44 -0800 (PST)
From: B <wasputz2525@yahoo.com>
Subject: A New Journey 26

A NEW JOURNEY 26

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I opened the door to my apartment. Inside, sitting with the TV going, were
Wes, Drew and Cameron.

"There's the big winner," Wes said with a beer in his hand.

"Sometimes I get lucky but Drew really won big time," I said.

Drew laughed, "My ass should have left with you. The minute you walked away
my luck went south."

"You lost all of your chips?" I asked and set down my bag. I sat at the end
of the couch with Wes.

"Not all, but most of them," Drew replied while Cameron walked to our
fridge.

"Jason, you want one?" Cameron asked.

"I guess so," I replied.

"What are you doing home?" Wes asked. "Is PJ on the rag like his sister?"

"Well... two nights were enough..." I replied.

"Dude, consider yourself lucky if PJ is putting out," Cameron said as he
handed all of us a beer and sat between me and Wes.

"Actually, I need a small favor from three great guys," I said.

"What this time?" Wes asked.

"That pool house nearly killed me," Drew said.

"No, nothing like that, you see we got asked today to help out a gay kid
who was struggling with it and lives across the street from PJ. It was so
bad his mom came and asked us to... help him out," I said.

"It had to be bad if his mom asked ya," Cameron said.

"It was. He just graduated but he was bullied after his friend snitched on
him. He said he had no friends, everyone hated him and he wanted to die," I
stated and took a drink.

"So how can we help?" Drew asked.

"I was wondering if you could go with me tomorrow over to PJ's and show him
just like you show me that not all straight people hate gay people," I
replied.

"I'll do it for sure. I had a cousin commit suicide... umm... about 5 years
ago. No parent needs to go through that hell, ever. Even today they're
still affected by it, and so am I," Cameron said.

"I will," Drew said.

"I will, but what's in it for us?" Wes asked

"Fuck dude, do it out of the kindness of your heart. So this kid is really
struggling, huh?" Drew said.

"Big time, but PJ, Jimmy, Logan, Aiden, Casey and I did our best. Clint,
that's his name, really seemed okay by the end, but it may take time," I
said. "The shame is he's a very likeable guy, and cute too, but he's skinny
like Wes."

"I'm working on that," Wes said.

"Don't back out on us when we ask you to go to the gym with us then," Drew
said. "Jason, you can count me in for sure."

"Me too," Wes said.

"I know two assholes you're not inviting," Cameron stated.

"Fucking Ryker has been the worst these last few days. I'm sick of him. Not
just about you guys, nothing can please him now," Drew said. "I hope Dara
puts out like crazy and simmers his ass down a little."

"Why do you room with him?" Wes asked.

"I wonder sometimes," Drew replied and took a big drink.

After having two beers, talking with them and watching a little of a movie
that had Wes's interest despite seeing it at least five times, I bid the
three good night and headed to my room. I cursed the pile of clothes
gathered in the corner and knew I had something to do before going back to
PJ's house. I sat in bed and could hear them but focused on my computer and
tweeting a little bit.

Sunday here in late July, I was up and doing laundry. I heard Wes's door
shut so I knew he was up. The next thing I knew my bare butt was being
slapped.

"You're frisky this morning," I joked, turning around to see he was naked
as well.

"It was far too tempting," Wes laughed. "Hey Jason, I was wondering how you
can tell when things are cooling off in a relationship. For some odd reason
I get the feeling Jennifer isn't completely happy with the way things are
going between us. I don't know if I'm satisfying her either."

"I suppose you could talk to her and ask her all those things," I said and
leaned on the bar. "I'm not the best at telling whether you are or aren't
satisfying her if you mean sexually."

"I was meaning sexually. She's quite sexual and a hand full to be
honest. So far, she's been very understanding and has been great. I get the
feeling she's getting bored with me."

"I'd suggest maybe you take her away for a weekend and see if that does the
trick. You two get away and be alone, say camping or just a weekend
trip. There're many places near here you could take her. If not, then try
different positions for sex," I stated.

Wes laughed and slapped my arm, "Here I'm talking about sex with a gay
guy."

"I'm sexual so it's no big deal. Ask Drew what to do," I said.

"That's why I'm asking you. I can't see me talking to Drew about this
shit," Wes stated. "Maybe I will ask Jennifer to go away for a
weekend. Speaking of, I will be away a few days this week for work."

"Okay. I think you two should get away and see without anyone else around
if there is something or not. You should be able to tell, plus you can talk
about this stuff. Find out what she wants to do. Maybe surprise her and
have sex in some unexpected place rather than just in bed."

"See, I knew I could count on you," Wes said. "So how are you and PJ doing
since you did come home last night?"

"Things are fucking awesome between us. Ummm... Wes, keep what I'm about to
tell you between us," I said.

"Okay," he said.

"Well... PJ and I went to get tested Friday, which I think everyone should
do to be totally safe. We were both clean," I said.

"That's great, Jason. Excuse my ignorance but what does that really mean
other than you don't have AIDS?"

"His intention was for us to have sex without condoms. After we came back
from the casino I was scared shitless at the thought, despite just being
tested..."

"You fucked him with condoms," Wes said.

"That's the best part. He saw how nervous I was and didn't want us to until
I was totally ready so we didn't. That told me he could be the right one,"
I said and smiled.

"That's awesome. He understood your dilemma."

"Exactly. I wasn't with someone that was going to force me to do something
I wasn't totally comfortable with. Going bareback is about trust. It wasn't
a trust issue but something I wasn't sure I was totally ready for
mentally."

"Wow, I can say right now three months ago I completely made the right
decision in asking you to room with me. A lot of people said I was fucking
crazy to room with a gay dude but I wasn't. I found the right person,
straight or gay, that I could be open and honest with, along with being
very compatible. I found someone who cares for me and someone I care for
greatly. Thanks, Jason."

"Thank you, Wes," I said. I reached over and grabbed him for a sincere hug.

Wes made us breakfast and stayed naked without me making a comment. He
tried his hand at chocolate chip pancakes but burnt the first batch just a
little. He fried up some bacon as well before we sat together and enjoyed
his fine cooking.

After breakfast, I went and called Nick to check up on him. He sounded
great and was his usual bubbly self. He told me how great things were going
between him and Austin. He stated he'd try to make it before the fall
semester but for me not to count on it.

When the time came to head back over to PJ's, Wes and I found it was only
going to be with Drew, with Cameron needing to do some things. I didn't
mind and knew they were the best two examples I could have for Clint. Drew
got in the back in his long trunks and sleeveless shirt that showed his
nice big arms.

"I got to the root of Ryker's problem. The bitch broke up with him," Drew
laughed.

"Why?" Wes asked while I was driving.

"He said she was ready to move on. Hell, I couldn't date him if I was a
girl," Drew replied.

"How'd he take it?" I asked.

"You saw how fucking moody he was, and I really saw it, Jason. Hopefully
he'll see she wasn't perfect. I think Dara thought she was better than him
and had enough of Ryker," Drew replied.

"He's a nice looking guy so he won't have any trouble finding someone
else," I stated.

"Let's hope not or it will be hell," Drew said.

We made it after Wes wanted to stop for beer. I knocked on the door and
waited until PJ answered it.

"I thought it was Clint," PJ said. "Jason, you don't have to knock."

"I was being nice," I said. I kissed his cheek and grabbed his hand. He was
dressed in his shorts and was watching TV.

Wes set the beer on the counter with him and Drew grabbing one a piece. "So
where's the kid?" Wes asked.

"He sent me a text and said he'd be over shortly," PJ replied. "Where's
Jennifer?"

"Ummm... she might come over later but I don't look for her," Wes replied.

"We're free today," Drew said.

We sat watching TV until hearing the doorbell ring. "Clint," I said with PJ
going to the door.

"Hey, come on in," PJ said. I turned to see Clint and his mom Janie at the
door.

"I'll only be a second. Oh I see you have more gay friends," Janie said and
walked over to us with Clint wearing long athletic shorts.

PJ smiled, "No, they're our straight friends who came over with Jason."

"Okay," she said. "I just wanted to thank you from the bottom of my
heart. I don't know what you did but I saw a difference in my boy."

"Oh Mom," Clint stated.

"It's true," she said.

"We didn't do anything special," I said. "We treated him like everyone else
should."

"Thank you. I'd love to treat you to an enchilada casserole later," she
said.

"Sounds good to me," PJ said.

"I'll bring it over in a few hours," she said. She hugged PJ and then
me. Drew and Wes introduced themselves to her and Clint before she walked
out the door.

"I'm so embarrassed," Clint said.

"Don't be. That was nice of her," Drew said. "I'd say we head
outside. You're whiter than Wes."

"And just as skinny," Wes said.

"So both of you are straight?" Clint asked.

"Yeah, we're fucking straight," Wes replied.

"I was just wondering since you were here and gonna hang with us gay guys,"
Clint said while we were walking out to the pool.

"I have nothing against gay people. I think Jason and PJ are great... Wow,
it's finished," Drew said and noticed the pool house. He put down his beer,
as did Wes once we were out the door.

"Yep, it is. Go take a look and see how your great handiwork turned out,"
PJ said. "While you're inside, grab some towels."

"Will do," Drew said.

Clint pulled off his shorts and began smiling. I quickly noticed he had a
striking blue bikini on. "I like it," I said.

Clint smiled, "I do too. Mom bought it for me today. That's why I was late
getting over here. PJ, I'll bring your other one over when she washes it."

Drew came out the pool house with towels, tossed off his shirt and put his
forefinger to his lips. He walked up quickly and slowly until he was behind
Clint. He grabbed him from behind in a tight hold. "It's initiation time
for your skinny ass. Wes, grab his feet," Drew said.

Wes tried and tried to grab Clint's feet while he was kicking them. "Please
don't hurt me," Clint said, struggling but was little match for Drew's
strength.

"I will if you fucking kick me again," Wes said and took Clint by the
ankles.

Drew turned and winked at me and PJ before carrying Clint over to the edge
of the pool. "Alright, one," Drew said while they swung Clint.

"Oh fuck, dudes!" Clint yelled. "Oh shit!"

"Two," Drew said.

"Get him in the deep end," PJ said.

They moved a little bit. "Three," Drew said. They swung back far and
released Clint into the air. All I could see was skinny legs and arms going
in every position direction.

Clint hit the water and soon emerged with his long dark hair plastered to
his head. "You sorry assholes. I'll get ya for that," Clint said wiping his
face.

"Try, you little bitch," Drew said and flexed at the edge of the pool.

"Damn," Clint said. "Maybe I'll just go after Wes then."

"Just try," Wes said and jumped in the pool.

Clint swam to the end and got out, walking quietly with a big smile on his
face. He pulled at his suit and looked over his shoulder. He walked up and
took both of the beer cans. He turned one up and drank it before Drew came
racing over. Clint set down the can and downed the other one.

"You sick bastard," Drew said.

"He said he was gonna get ya," I said with me and PJ laughing.

Clint belched loudly just before Drew grabbed him. He carried him over to
the side and tossed him back in the pool. Clint was laughing the entire
time. I got up and dove in the pool to join them. We messed around a little
with Clint the center of Wes and Drew's attention. That attention brought a
smile to my face and I knew that Clint was eating it up.

Things did calm down with Clint right in the middle of us. We sat on the
edge of the pool with Wes and Drew having a cold one.

"Clint, did they really bully ya at school?" Drew asked.

"Yes, they did after I was out. It was hell," Clint replied. "I felt so
rejected and such an outcast."

"Weren't there other gay people at your school?" PJ asked.

"There were but I couldn't connect with them. They were way out there,"
Clint said and gestured with his hand. "They dressed differently and wanted
to stick out... well a few did. It was tough."

"I feel for ya and got a little hell myself," Drew said.

"But you're straight," Clint asked and looked confused.

"His mom is gay."

"Wow, then how did you get here?" Clint asked.

"She came out after I was born and was a bit older. I heard stuff from
people that knew about Mom. I got in a few fights when they took it too
far. It hurt me like crazy," Drew replied.

"I can't see that happening now," Wes said.

"I wasn't built like this. Actually I was a little pudgy if you can imagine
that," Drew said. "I was blessed with a talent."

"He pitches at college. Matter of fact, it's where you're going," I said.

"Awesome," Clint said. "It makes sense why you're so accepting."

"My mom had a small part but I never liked seeing kids picked on because
they were different or handicapped when I was younger. At first I shied
away from the few gay people that we had in school. I was embarrassed that
my Mom was gay to be honest. Then I saw some shit I didn't like and
realized that could be Mom they were bullying. I stepped up and did what I
could to stop it," Drew said.

"I have no reason other than I just see everyone as people," Wes added. "I
try to give people a chance before deciding whether I like `em or not. It
has nothing to do with their looks, handicap or sexuality. Matter of fact,
most of the people I disliked in college were straight and complete
assholes."

"So do you have girlfriends?" Clint asked.

"We do. I'm dating PJ's sister," Wes replied.

"Damn, I was hoping you didn't so maybe I could hook you up with my
sister. She dates some of the nastiest guys around," Clint said.

"Is she hot?" Drew asked.

"Ummm... I guess so," Clint replied. "I don't see her much now since she's
living with this guy. He's trashy if you ask me."

"I don't know what it is about girls and wanting to date bad boys," Wes
stated.

"I wondered that about Jennifer before you dated her," PJ added.

"I bet Drew's girl is smoking hot," Clint said.

"Why do you say that?" I asked.

"Get glasses, Jason. Drew is fucking hot!" Clint replied.

"Thanks for boosting his ego, Clint," Wes said and laughed.

"Jason... PJ... you don't think Drew is hot?" Clint asked. "I think Wes is
too."

PJ looked at me. I started laughing. "I think he is, but there's more to
him than that. He's one hell of a guy."

"Thanks Jason," Drew said. "You guys are gonna make me blush."

"Alright, I think we need to have a diving contest," Clint said before we
bust out laughing. "What's so funny?"

Three fingers pointed at Wes. "I'm getting better. Clint, I'm horrible and
I know it too," Wes said.

"Really?" Clint asked.

"Show him, Wes," I said.

Wes swam over to the ladder and got out. He went to the diving board. He
threw his hands up over his head and dove off. His skinny legs were bent
when he hit the water. We had to laugh at the awful form.

"You weren't joking," Clint laughed. Wes emerged. "Wes, I've seen five year
olds do better."

"I told ya," Wes said and spit water all over Clint. Clint swam towards Wes
and started wrestling with him in the water. Water was going in every
direction as they battled close to us.

"I find it hard to believe Clint doesn't have friends," Drew stated.

"I was thinking the same thing," Wes said and stopped wrestling with
him. "Are you shitting us?"

"I'm not shitting you," Clint replied and wiped his face. "Ask Mom when she
gets here with some food. She'll tell ya."

"High schools can be cruel," PJ stated.

"They are stupid if you ask me," Drew said. "Jason told us to be nice to
you and how you were struggling. I was expecting some weird guy but you're
not. You're really a cool guy, Clint."

"Thanks, Drew," Clint said. "I really was struggling and contemplated
suicide."

"Dude, that's crazy. Things can never get that bad," Wes said.

"I know, but I didn't see any other way," Clint said.

"Please tell us those thoughts are now completely and totally out of your
head," I said.

"They are gone and hopefully forever," Clint said.

"They better be," Drew said and put his dark arm around Clint. "Just in the
little time I've been around you I'd be more than willing to help you any
time."

"We told him we all would," I said.

"They did," Clint said. "I told Mom this morning how great I felt and
couldn't wait to get over here. I know you guys are older and are being
especially nice to me. I appreciate that. I know there will be times when
you have other things but it would be nice if you don't forget about me."

"We won't," PJ said.

We swam around and messed around in the pool. I don't know if Wes and Drew
were going out of their way but they were always messing with Clint.

Finally we heard a knock with Clint racing to the gate. His mom was
standing there holding a big dish in her hands. Drew went over and took it
from her.

"Mom, you have to take a picture of me with all these great guys," Clint
said. "No one will believe this."

"Okay," she said.

We lined up with Clint in the center. She took his phone and snapped a few
pictures. She handed back the phone and had tears running down her face.

"Mom, everything is okay, right?" Clint asked.

"I haven't seen you like this in eight months. I'm just so happy," she said
and wiped her face.

"We find it hard to believe he has no friends," Wes said.

"It's true, except this one girl. I was worried sick about him," she said.

"Those days might just be over. I'll give you other shit to worry about,"
Clint said with a big smile.

"Clint, don't talk like that in front of your mother," Drew said.

"Sadly, I've heard worse. He was an angry young man," she said.

"Dude, show some respect from now on," Wes said.

"Okay," Clint said.

"Janie, you're welcome to join us unless Clint doesn't want you here," PJ
said. "It looks like you made plenty."

"Mom, you can stay and see how great these guys are," Clint said.

"I don't need to stay to see how great they are. I can already tell by the
look on your face," she commented. "I think I'll head back over and let you
guys have it. Clint, bring my dish back and put on some sunscreen before
you get roasted."

"Okay, I'll see ya in a little while," Clint said.

She left out. PJ and I headed inside to grab some plates and utensils. We
came back with Wes and Drew coming to get something to drink. We looked
around and didn't see Clint. He emerged from the bathroom, pulling up his
bikini. We sat down and started to enjoy the casserole. It was very good
and was a little spicy too.

We ate a majority of the casserole and had something to drink. After we
finished, Clint asked Drew to put sunscreen on his back.

"Clint, get PJ or Jason to do that for ya," Drew said.

"Alright, but putting sunscreen on me doesn't make you gay," Clint said.

"Give it to me then. You're lucky I'm feeling generous," Drew said. I have
to admit how envious I was of watching Drew put the sunscreen on Clint's
back.

"Wow, you got some strong hands," Clint said with Drew putting the
sunscreen on his back while he sat up in a lounge chair. "That feels really
good."

"You're done, my friend, but you know you can't get in the water for a
little while," Drew stated.

"I'll just catch some rays," Clint said and lay on my back.

We lay around and did get some sun. PJ went inside and turned on some music
for us to listen to. I was with PJ in the lounger and enjoyed being next to
him.

About an hour later, a big clap of thunder ended our day. We scrambled like
crazy getting all the stuff under cover before the rain began falling. Once
it let up, it was time for me, Drew and Wes to depart. I kissed PJ
goodbye. Clint said he was leaving as well. He shook Drew and Wes's hand
before hugging me and PJ.

We headed out with Clint. He stepped off the porch with his mom's dish. The
dish fell out of his hands and straight to the concrete with Drew doing his
best to catch it. It shattered on impact with the concrete.

"Fuck!" Clint shouted. "I'm such a klutz."

"It was an accident," Wes said. "You just tripped off the porch."

"I'll clean up, Clint. Accidents happen," PJ said standing at the door.

"I will. Bring me a broom and pan. Stuff always happens to me," Clint said
and looked so sad.

"It wasn't your fault. We'll vouch for ya if your mom is upset," Drew said
and patted Clint's shoulder.

PJ brought out a broom, dust pan and trash can. Together we cleaned up the
broken dish and leftover casserole. Once cleaned up, we went to the
car. The doors were barely closed before Wes jumped out to grab the
remaining beer.

"I had about as good of time there today as I've ever had," Drew stated
while I was driving off.

"I did too," Wes said. "I think Clint enjoyed us picking on him."

"He did. You could see it in his face," I said, driving.

"I still have a hard time believing him about not having any friends," Wes
said.

"I don't. The look and tears from his mom told me all I needed to know. I
saw a mom that was really appreciative and one that was terrified for her
son..." Drew said.

"For good reason too. I hated hearing him saying he thought about suicide,"
Wes added.

"Sadly, it is a fact with gay teens and gay people in general," I said.

"Very sad," Drew added.

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