Date: Tue, 11 Jan 2005 22:47:59 +0000
From: Rebel 777 <rebel777@hotmail.com>
Subject: Blaine's New Life - Chapter 8

Blaine's New Life
By Rebel

Author's Note: This story is a re-write of another story I have posted on
Nifty in another section.  I sincerely apologize to those readers of my
other story who were expecting something different here.  I was trying to
reach a different (fuller) audience, expecting to branch off into different
aspects of one man's life.

Disclaimer: The following story contains graphic sexual scenes between
adult and teen males.  If material of this nature offends you, then you
should not read this story.  Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age
in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law.

All of the other disclaimers from previous chapters apply.

Thank you all very much for the encouragement.  Positive comments are always
welcome and you may e-mail them to Rebel777@hotmail.com.

*  *  *  *  *  *  *


Chapter 8 -- Dillon and Garret

`Damn!  Damn!  Damn!  How could I be so careless?' I thought to myself as
Shadow and I walked down the alley toward home.  `I should have remembered
about Garret and called him.  Blaine's the only person who understands me,
and now I've screwed it up.  I can't let anything happen to him, even if I
have to stay away from him to keep him safe.  Damn right, I know what could
happen to him, so I've got to get Garret thinking about something else, but
that won't be easy; I know he's gonna ask me a LOT of questions.'

As I approached the last cross street before my house, I looked around to
make sure that no one was around to see me; especially across the street at
my house to make sure that Garret wasn't waiting for me.  I didn't see
anyone, so we ran across the street and through the back gate into my back
yard.  "We made it Shadow, now we have to make sure that no one finds out,
right boy?" I told him as we went to the house.  I entered the door code and
took Shadow's backpack off, taking out the food dish and getting him some
water.  After I had put everything away, I grabbed the phone and called
Garret.

"Hello," Garret answered.

"Hi Garret, I'm home now.  Do you still wanna go swimming?" I asked him.

"Sure, but how did you meet this guy?"  I knew he'd have a hundred
questions.

"You met him too -- he's the guy who walked in on us the other night," I told
him.

"HOLY SHIT!" he screamed over the phone.

"Calm down, he's a nice guy.  Remember the guys talking about the man who
was waxing his car in the park?  Well, he was the guy and he really is a
nice guy," I said, trying to clam him.

"Oh, ok, yeah, the guys said that he seemed like a nice guy.  And that car
was awesome!"

"Yeah, and it really goes too!" I exclaimed without thinking.  `Oh shit,
maybe he won't pick up on it...'

No Such Luck -- "And how do you know that?" Garret said, sounding kinda
pissed.

`Shit!  How do I get out of this one?'  "Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah," I
said in my best singsong, "Cause I got a ride in it last night.  It's
really, really fast.  I'm sure he'll give you a ride too -- he's a really
nice guy.  I was walking Shadow last night as he pulled up in his driveway,
then he asked me if I wanted a ride.  I couldn't get Shadow tied up quick
enough," I told him.

"Wow, that is soooooo neat!  You're just lucky," and I could hear the drool
over the phone.  "So where's this pool at?  I didn't know any of the houses
in this neighborhood had one."

"It's in his back yard, dummy.  You remember David Whitley and that big
brick house on the corner?" I asked him.

"Yeah he was such a prick -- always telling us all about how good they were
and how much money his dad made, and everything.  They built a new house out
in Vista Verde and finally moved a couple of years ago."

"Now I know why none of us were ever invited into the house or anything.
It's gorgeous inside and the entire back yard is all deck and pool.  That
whole family was so stuck up, they'd never let us peasants in there," we
both chuckled.  "Well, Blaine and his wife bought the place and now the wife
has split, so he's there all alone.  I think he's awfully lonely and just
wanted to talk to somebody, so he asked if I wanted to go for a swim.
Shadow and I had a great time in the pool and I just forgot to call and tell
your mom that I was ok.  I'm sorry," and made sure I sounded contrite.

"Hey, shit happens, don't worry about it.  Mom was just awfully worried; you
know how she is," he replied.

"Well, you wanna go swimming?  Blaine said it'd be ok, but I wanted to get
this stuff straightened out with your mom first," I told him

"Sure.  I already asked mom and she said it was ok, I just have to be home
by dinnertime -- and have you with me, ya know?  Did you say that Shadow went
swimming too?"

"Yeah, it was really neat.  He loved the water.  I'm sure Sandy would too;
why don't you bring him with you and come down here?  Remember, my folks
aren't home," I said with a leer in my voice.

"Hehehehe, I'm soooo horny right now.  I was expecting you to spend the
night, and then when you didn't show up, I got so worried, I didn't even
jack off last night," Garret confided.

"I'm sorry Garret, I didn't mean to.  You hard right now?" I teased.

"HELL YES!!!"

"Well, grab you suit, grab Sandy, and get your butt down here.  I'm sure we
can find some way to take care of that," I chided him.

"OOOOKKKKK -- I'll be there in five," he said and hung up.  I knew it
wouldn't be that long, he only lived three houses down the street, and it
wouldn't take him long to get here.  I was right; about three minutes later,
there was the ringing of the doorbell.  I opened the door and both Garret
and Sandy rushed in.  I got a hug from Garret with Sandy jumping around our
knees.

"Wow, that's some greeting, buddy," I said a s I pulled back from him.

"I was soooo worried about you last night Dillon, you've never done anything
like that before," he said as he gave me another little squeeze.

I took hold of Sandy's collar and led him toward the backdoor, saying, "I'm
sorry about that Garret, and that's what I need to talk to you about."  I
let Sandy out and he and Shadow took off, romping around the back yard.  I
saw the quizzical look on Garret's face when I turned around so I followed
up with, "You know how my dad is.  Please, you can't let him know that I was
home alone; they'd never let me stay home again, and I don't want to get put
on restriction at your house every time they leave.  You gotta help me,
please..."

"I'm not gonna say anything, and I'll get mom to keep quiet too.  She
doesn't think much of the way your dad treats you anyway, so she won't say
anything either."

`Great -- at least most of the problem is taken care of; now, just to get
Garret off the scent.'  I must have looked sufficiently relieved cause I saw
a big smile come across Garret's face and he reached down to stroke my
package.  I looked down at him and he was already hard and poking out of his
shorts.  "Damn guy, you really are horny, aren't you?" I told him, looking
into his beautiful hazel eyes.

"I told you I was," Garret seemed frantic, "And it's all you fault!"

I knew he was right, so I knelt down in front of him and lifted the leg on
his shorts.  I was sure he wouldn't be wearing anything underneath, and I
was right.  His beautiful, almost hairless, uncut cock popped out and I
marveled again at the wicked curve to the left his cock made when he was
hard like this.  I reached up and lightly stroked his shaft as I looked to
see if he had any more little red hairs since the last time we'd played
around.  Since Garret's almost six months younger than I am, he's still 13
and just started puberty.  It's a big deal when he gets another hair, and
his natural red color is really fascinating to me.

"Ooohhhh god, Dillon," he sighed as I felt him up.  I knew he wouldn't last
long, so I slid his 5-inch cock all the way into my mouth and started
sucking as hard as I could.  "Oh, oh, oh, wow," he whispered, "Oh shit!
It's getting close!"  I opened my mouth and licked his nuts with my tongue.
"AAAAAAHHHHHH, I'M CUMMMMMMMMIIINNNNNN'!" he hollered out, and shot four or
five liquid shots into my mouth -- not bad for somebody who was shooting
blanks only a few months ago.

I eased back onto his shaft and worked my tongue under his foreskin,
cleaning the head.  I knew this always drove Garret wild, and this time was
no exception.  He immediately tried to push me away, but I had his ass in a
good grip and held on for a few more seconds, teasing him and making it more
ticklish on his sensitive cockhead.  I backed off a little and let his cock
pop out of my mouth, and just held him tight to my face as he calmed down.

"Thanks -- I needed that," Garret breathed out.  As I stood up, he said, "So...
tell me about this swimming with Shadow last night."  `Oh god, how can I get
him off this?' I wondered.

"Nothing to tell really... after we got back from the ride in his `Vette, he
just asked me if I wanted to go for a swim.  I told him sure, but there
wasn't a pool around.  That's when he showed me the back yard and I saw why
David was such a prick -- they really must've had a lot of money."

"Yeah, his dad's a banker and all, but they were all so stuck up.  Anyway,
the swim?" he asked, again.

"Well, I let Shadow just run and he was checking everything out, like he
always does," I told him and Garret nodded, knowing exactly what our dogs
always did whenever they were at someplace new.  "Blaine asked me if I
wanted something to drink, and I said yes, so he got me a Pepsi and he got a
beer and we sat around the deck and talked.  Shadow found a ball somewhere
and I started throwing it for him, and one of the times I threw it, it
bounced into the pool.  It was so funny to watch; Shadow just took a flying
leap right into the pool after the ball and started swimming after it.
Since I didn't have my suit with me, I just stripped off and jumped in after
him."  Garret's jaw just about hit the floor when I said that.

"You were bareass naked?" he asked incredulously.

"Sure, why not?  There's walls all the way around and trees that cover
things; besides I didn't want to get my clothes all covered with chlorine
and we were just guys.  Hehehehe, you shoulda seen Blaine's face; it was a
lot like yours right now.  Uh, you might want to close your mouth Garret, it
catches flies."  I chuckled as his jaw snapped shut.

"Ok, so then what happened?" he persisted.  `Shit!  Won't he ever give up?'
I was getting worried.

"Not much; we just swam some and sat on the deck and played with Shadow.
Can I tell you something that you can't tell anyone else?" I asked him.

Garret didn't say anything for a second, just looking at me, but then said,
"Dillon, you know you can.  So what happened?"

"Well, he let me finish off his beer," I told him conspiratorially, hoping
to divert his interest, "But please don't say anything; I don't want to get
him into trouble."

"What did it taste like?" Garret immediately asked.

"I didn't like it much; it kinda burned goin' down.  I don't know how people
drink that stuff," I told him.

About that time, I saw Shadow and Sandy prancing at the door and figured
we'd better get doing something before Garret thought up more questions.  I
went to the door and let them in as Garret asked, "Got anything to make
sandwiches, Dillon?"

"Yeah, good idea; you know where the stuff's at, get it down and I'll call
Blaine.  That is, if you dooo want to go swimming."

"Sure, but can we eat first?  I'm hungry."

`Garret's faithful stomach to the rescue,' I thought as I reached for the
phone and dialed.

"Hello," Blaine answered.

"Hi Blaine, this is Dillon.  I just talked with Garret and we'd love to go
for a swim, if the invitation's still open."

"Sure, you know it is.  You guys coming right down?" Blaine asked.

"Garret's hungry, so we're gonna make some sandwiches then be there.  Maybe
a half hour or so, ok?"

"Sure thing, I'll see you then.  Uh, you are bringing the dogs aren't you?"

"Yeah, I thought we'd just use your back gate, if that's all right.  That
way we won't hafta come through the house," I told him.

"Ok, I'll see ya when you get here."

"Thanks again Blaine, we'll be there in a bit.  Bye," and I hung up the
phone.


After we made us some PB&J sandwiches, we got our stuff and headed back down
the alley to Blaine's house.  No reason to hide now, but the alley was the
most direct way.  I tried the gate, but it wouldn't unlatch, then I heard a
noise and the gate opened with Blaine just inside.  "Sorry guys, I didn't
think about the automatic lock when Dillon said you were coming this way.
I'm glad I was on the deck and heard you.  C'mon in," and he stepped back to
let us through.

"Blaine, this is my friend Garret and his dog Sandy; Garret, this is
Blaine," I made the introductions.  Sandy and Shadow just took off around
the pool when we unhooked their leashes, but Garret stood back up and
extended his hand.

"I remember you from the yard the other night; I didn't know you lived here
though," Garret replied.  "We used to know the kid that lived here; he was a
real prick... uuhhh, sorry," and he turned about three shades of red.

"That's ok Garret, I've heard from some of the other neighbors that the
whole family was kinda stuck up," Blaine said graciously as we walked around
the deck.  "In fact, last night when Dillon told me that he didn't even know
there was a pool back here, I kinda figured that they weren't real friendly
with people around here.  I know he's a banker; he's the one who arranged
the loan when we bought the place.  And between you and me," he leaned over
and said in Garret's ear, "He was a real ass at the bank too."

Garret giggled, then looked over at me and said, "He really is a nice guy."

"Well, thank you Garret, I'll take that as a compliment," Blaine told him.
We all heard a splash behind us and looked over to the other side of the
pool.  Shadow was in the water, and Sandy was pacing back and forth.  "Well,
it looks like the dogs have the right idea, I thought you came to swim,"
Blaine said as he moved to a lounge chair.

"Uhh... Blaine... uh... Dillon told me that he went swimming last night bare-naked
-- is that true?  It's ok with you?" Garret asked out of the blue.

I rolled my eyes and just kinda shrugged at Blaine, but I could see he was
at a loss of what to say.  "Garret has a way of sticking his foot in his
mouth," I said as I poked Garret in the ribs.

"Ow," he winced, "But you said you did," he whined to me.

"Yes Garret, he just stripped off and jumped in after Shadow went in, like
now, and then he explained that there was really no reason not to since no
one could see in here," Blaine explained.  "And no, I don't have a problem
with it.  You can swim with or without suits if you like.  But guys, I hope
you don't mind, but I have got a lot of work to get done, so if you guys
will be ok out here by yourselves, I'm gonna go to the den," he said as he
was getting up.  "There's sodas in the fridge if you want them; Dillon knows
the way.  I'll try to get the work done quickly, and then join you guys -- if
that's ok, of course," he said smiling.

I was a little let down as he walked away that he wasn't gonna be here but I
figured that maybe something might get going later.  Shadow paddled over to
the steps, got out of the pool, then shook water all over the rest of us.
"Damn dog, I was gonna get wet, but not with my clothes on," I told shadow
as I was laughing at Garret's reaction.  I then started taking off my tee
and shorts, and hanging them on the back of chairs to dry.

"Uuh... Dillon, you're gonna leave your suit on aren't you?" Garret asked,
looking kinda nervous.

"Sure, I will, just to make you happy.  What are you so scared of?  I've
seen it before," I asked.

"Yeah, I know," he responded looking at the deck, "But nobody else has seen
me," he whispered.

"That's ok," I told him, putting my arm around his bare shoulder.  We had
put our Speedos on under our shorts before we left the house, so it didn't
take us long before we were splashing and playing in the pool.  Shadow found
the ball he was playing with, brought it to the edge of the pool, and just
dropped it in.  Then he looked up at us, looked back at the ball, and then
did a spread eagle jump into the pool and started swimming after it.  Sandy
wasn't to sure about the whole scene and just kept pacing back and forth on
the deck.  Finally, after a lot of coaxing from us, he jumped into the pool
and started swimming with us.  From then on, it was a fun time.

Garret's Speedo is yellow and shows him off pretty well.  He hasn't started
filling out anywhere, but he does have a nice little package in front, and
the wet fabric clings to his cute little butt cheeks and the crack of his
ass.  My Speedo is powder blue and I know how it shows me off.  My mother is
always worried that I'm outgrowing my suit, but when she buys new ones for
me, I sneak back to the mall and exchange it for one two sizes smaller.  At
least she doesn't make a big deal outta me insisting on Speedos rather than
those ugly "boardie" shorts that so many guys wear.  As I watch Garret in
the pool, I sure hope that Blaine has his camcorder set up somewhere and
recording us, which gives me an idea.  I went over to the edge of the pool,
slid my suit down and off my legs, and threw it up onto the deck.

"What are you doing?" I heard Garret yell at me.

"Just getting comfortable," I yelled back.  "After swimming naked yesterday,
I don't like the way the suit bunches up around me, so I took it off.  Look
Garret, you don't have to if you don't want to, but I'm more comfortable
without it," and swam toward the diving board.  I watched him as I got out
of the pool and walked to the diving board, my dick swinging from side to
side.  I took a couple of steps and dove in, and I'm sure Garret watched
every movement.  I swam toward the other end and stood up in the shallow
end.  As I wiped the water out of my eyes, I saw Blaine in a window with the
camcorder up; I hope he got good shots of me on the board.

"Uhh, Dillon," I heard Garret say walking up to me, "What if Blaine comes
out?  Or what if I get a hard-on?"

"What if he does?  He already told us he didn't mind, and we're all guys, so
what if he sees, I don't care," I shrugged my shoulders and swam to the
edge.  Garret came up to the edge alongside me, slithered out of his suit,
and tossed it on the deck.  He looked over at me and gave me a weak smile,
but he was just soooo cute with water dripping down his face, I reached
over, hauled him into my arms, and gave him a big kiss.  I could feel his
cock start to harden against my leg, which got me started.  As we tongue
wrestled, we both got super hard rubbing against each other.  We were
against the edge furthest from the house, so I hoped that Blaine was getting
this all on tape.  The idea of him watching made me super horny and I wanted
to get fucked again.

I turned around away from Garret and started to pull his hard cock toward my
ass.  He balked, and pulled back saying, "But what if he comes out Dillon?
I can't do it here."

"Yes you can," I told him, "Besides, you heard him, he's working in the
den," but I knew he would enjoy the show.  Using the water as lube, I guided
his wickedly curved dick into my hole.  When Garret gets super hard when
he's close to cumming, that cock of his really hits some wild places up
inside of me.

"Ahhhhh, Dillon, that feels soooo good," he breathed into my ear.  "You're
always so hot inside, and I love the way your ass grips onto my cock and
kinda milks it for me."

"You feel great inside me Garret; I've always liked that wicked curve to you
dick; it feels great when you really start fucking me hard," I said over my
shoulder, knowing how self-conscience he is about his curved dick.

"You always say that Dillon."

"Well, I mean it.  I really do love that hard curve of yours.  It makes you
different from everyone else," I said as he started increasing his strokes.
We were in a little too deep of water for Blaine to see well, so I started
working my way to the shallower part, dragging Garret with me.  This had the
added benefit that Garret could get better purchase with his feet and led to
him doing a wilder fuck on my ass.

"Oh god Dillon, when you started to move I didn't want to, but you were
right; this is much better.  I can feel you deeper now; I don't have to
fight the water.  Damn, your ass feels so sooo good," he jabbered away.  I
leaned over more, and he really started to pound away at my upturned rear.
I could feel his cock getting real hard and he started hitting my inside
button with every stroke.  I knew he was close and so was I.

"AAAAHHHHHHHYYYYYEEEEEE!!!!" Garret thrust hard into me and I could feel his
cock throbbing inside of me as he screamed and unloaded.  I wasn't quite
there and was gonna reach for my cock when good old Garret beat me to it.
He started pulling real hard on my ready cock and it was only a few strokes
before I started unloading into the pool.

"AAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHH," I moaned as I felt my third cum of the day hit my
insides.
It must have really started something inside of Garret too, because he
started chanting, "Yeah, yeah, yeah," as he moved side to side inside of me.
  Finally, he collapsed onto my back as we both rested after our exciting
orgasms.  As his cock subsided and slid out of me, I turned around and
kissed him.

"Thank you," I said as I held him in my arms.

"Thank you too, loverboy, I really missed that last night.  I'm glad you
weren't hurt or something," then he grabbed me hard and held on tight.  I
thought I could feel him crying and I knew it would embarrass him, so I just
held him back.


A bit later, we pulled apart and headed for the steps.  Looking up, I saw
Blaine headed onto the deck with two Pepsi's and a beer, so we headed over
and flopped down in the chairs at the table where he was.  I guess Garret
was over his being naked cause it sure didn't seem to bother him anymore.

"I thought you guys might be ready for a drink," Blaine said as we
approached.  The dogs got up from the shade where they were laying and came
over to the table too.

"Uhh... Blaine... can I have some beer?"  I blew Pepsi out of my nose as I
looked to Blaine and back again.  Blaine just sat there, speechless.  "Like
you gave to Dillon last night," he went on.  I felt myself turning green and
saw the light dawn in Blaine's eyes.

He didn't miss a beat, but looked over to Garret and said, "So he told you
about that, huh."

"Yes sir, he told me to keep it quiet, and I promise I won't tell nobody,
but I figured that I could ask you since you let him finish yours last
night," he kept babbling.  I felt sick.

"Sure, if you really wanna try it," Blaine came back with.  "Here, try this
one, I haven't drank from it yet," as he handed Garret the bottle.  Garret
just beamed all over like he was king of the mountain, then he tilted his
head back and took a big gulp.  He was really kinda fun to watch; you could
see his eyes cross and he made a terrible face as he swallowed most of it
but also choked some out of his nose.

We both laughed at him as he said, "EWWWW, I see what you mean Dillon, how
could ANYONE like that stuff?"

"Well, it is kind of an `acquired taste'," Blaine explained.  "So I guess
neither one of you like the taste of beer huh," and we both shook our head
no.  "That's ok, just stick with the Pepsi, it's better for you anyway," he
said.

Sandy went over and got the ball, then padded over and dropped it into
Garret's lap.  Garret threw it a couple of times, but Sandy wasn't going to
be dissuaded -- he wanted to play.  Garret got up from the table and started
playing and wrestling with Sandy, but when Shadow saw what was happening, he
wasn't about to be left out, so he started roughhousing too.  The three of
them moved away, prancing around the deck, and I took the opportunity to
slide my chair closer to Blaine and whisper to him, "Did you get some good
tape?"

"The best," he whispered back, "I taped you both for the entire two hours
you've been out here.  I'll edit it together -- it should be a really hot
tape to watch."

"And the last part?" I asked him.

"Especially the last part.  Thank god for zoom lenses; I got a real good
close-up of you shooting out into the water.  That was really hott; thanks
for setting it up.  Did Garret know what was going on?"

"I don't think so.  I think he was just enjoying himself too much," I said
as I reached over and gave him a grope.  "Oh, half-hard I see," I chuckled
as I gave him a good squeeze.  I then remembered where I was and looked
around to see where Garret was.  "Oh shit!" I said as I looked directly in
his eyes not 20 feet away.

I stood up as Garret walked back to where he'd tossed his Speedo and slipped
them back up his legs.  "Garret, we need to talk," I said as I moved toward
him.

"NO!  You've told me quite enough!  I can see for myself how things are, and
you don't need me here!" he said as he slipped on his flip-flops and headed
for the back gate.  I turned back to Blaine and could see panic in his eyes.
  `GOD DAMN IT!  Now I've really fucked things up,' I thought to myself.
`I've got to do something to fix things!'

"I'll be back," I told Blaine as I slipped on my Speedo and headed barefoot
for the gate.  As I ran, I saw Shadow and Sandy coming toward me.  "STAY!!"
I yelled to them, and they stopped running and Shadow lay down.  I was out
the gate in a flash looking for Garret.  I could see him in the next block,
leaning against some trashcans, so I took off after him.  The gravel in the
alley hurt my feet, but I didn't care; I couldn't let everything come apart,
I just couldn't.  As I approached, Garret looked over and saw me, and then
he started to run the other way, but lost one of his flip-flops and tripped
over his own feet.  It would have been funny if it weren't so damned
important.

"Garret, wait, I need to tell you all about it... it's not like you saw,
honest," I tried telling him as I helped him roll over.  "Shit Garret,
you're hurt," I said as I saw his torn up knee.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!!" he yelled at me.  "NOW I KNOW WHERE YOU WERE LAST
NIGHT!!"

I was dumbfounded and stammered, "I... I... I told you where I was, I was
walkin--"

"STOP IT!!" he yelled, and I could see the tears running down his face,
"Just stop."  I didn't know what to do so I just plopped down beside him on
the gravel.  He just looked at me with his tear-stained face, took a deep
breath, and exhaled loudly.  "Just don't lie to me anymore, Dillon.  You
didn't tell me anything earlier today.  Every time I asked questions, you
got us talking about something else, until I just quit tryin'."

I could see the tears coming freely and I wanted to take him in my arms so
much, but I knew that wasn't what he wanted, and I'd prob'ly just make
things worse, so I just sat there, listening, and feeling like shit.

"I know you weren't home all night Dillon, I snuck out twice during the
night and came down to your house.  Did you forget that your mom gave me the
door code, just in case?"  I had forgotten; shit, he was smart, but I still
had to protect Blaine.  "Neither you nor Shadow were anywhere around all
night.  I checked your whole house Dillon, I know... and I know you," his
voice dropped to a whisper.

"Ok, so I wasn't home.  You're not gonna tell my mom and dad are you?"  I
was worried.

"No, I'm not gonna blow your precious little secrets.  You sure don't think
much of me do you Dillon," he said with vinegar in his voice.

"No, Garret, baby, you're my best friend, my--"

"You have a crummy way of showing friendship," he interrupted.  "Do you
remember all the times we've talked about what we wanted; what we wanted to
try next?  You've taught me all about sex, and we've learned together.
We've played around together for years; we've sucked each other and fucked
each other.  It's all been fun and I ... I ... love you," he almost whispered.
"You've always talked about wanting to get with an older guy -- somebody
who'd be your big brother.  I knew you'd find someone sometime... I just... just
didn't want to be left behind..." and his voice trailed off as he buried his
face in his hands.

I just didn't know what to do, or what to say, all I knew was that I had
badly hurt my very best friend, and I needed to protect Blaine -- nothing
else mattered, I needed to fix this.  My head was just a mass of mush; I
couldn't think straight, so I just acted on emotion.  I reached out, took
Garret into my arms, and held him tight, even though he was struggling to
get away.  Finally, he settled down and just sobbed deeply into my shoulder.
  "Don't worry little brother, I'll never leave you.  I love you too; I
guess I just didn't think about what it would do to you."  I started crying
too, being overcome by the disaster that had become my life.  I just sat and
rocked Garret as we both tried to get ourselves back together.


It took about ten minutes, but we were finally calm enough to pull away from
each other; Garret even tried to smile.  "I'm sorry Dillon, I shouldn't have
said anything, but when I saw you stroking Blaine, I knew.  I knew where you
were all night and I knew that you didn't want me anymore.  I'm so sorry; I
just wanna still be your friend sometimes.  I'll keep your secret, but
please, can we still be friends?  I just don't wanna loose you," he said,
starting to work himself back into a panic.

"Shush baby, you haven't lost me; I'm still your best friend and I meant
what I said about you being my `little brother'," and I gave him a peck on
the lips.  Then I remembered where we were and I looked around the alley.
Thank goodness, nobody was about.  It was a hot Saturday Afternoon and
everyone was doing their own thing behind the tall fences of the alley.  I
got up and extended my hand to help Garret.  "Let's get you up so we can
look at your knee."  He sat back on a trashcan and we both looked at his
leg.  It was a little bloody, but nothing serious; we'd each had worse
falling off our bikes.

"Dillon, you were with Blaine all night, right?" he asked me.  I couldn't
lie to him anymore, so I just nodded my head.  "Hehehe, was it fun?" he
asked.

My head shot up and I looked at him.  `Did I hear him right?' I wondered.  I
could tell by the grin on his face that he had said it.  "Yeah, it was
fantastic!" I bubbled over to him, remembering last night.  "It was sooo
much better that I had ever imagined."

"Did he fuck you?" Garret asked in a small voice.

"Yeah, this morning, and it was the best ever!"  I watched his face fall,
and I knew immediately that I had said it wrong.  Lifting up his chin with
my hand, I said, "Garret, it was just... different... from what you and I have
been doing; but that doesn't mean I don't want to do things with you still.
I want to baby, you're my best friend."  He looked back at me kinda
strangely as I spoke.

"Has there been anyone else?" he asked.

I decided that we'd had enough secrets, so I nodded my head yes.  I heard
him chuckling and looked up to see that he was really having a good time at
my discomfort.  What's so damn funny?"

"So have I Dillon, we're gonna hafta compare notes on who we've been with,"
he said between chuckles.

I was in shock at his revelation and sat down hard on another trashcan.
"Wow, we both been getting fucked by other guys and we both were too scared
to tell each other."  I just sat there until I looked down and saw his leg.
"C'mon, we gotta get you back to Blaine's so he can look at your leg," I
told him and started to help him stand up.

"No Dillon, not back there.  Blaine and you are together; you don't want me
around.  Let's go to your house, and then you can come back for the dogs.
Remember, we have to be at my house for dinner tonight," Garret rambled on.

"No Garret, I've hurt you enough.  Yes, I like being with Blaine, but not at
the expense of you.  Either we can all get along together, or I won't have
anything to do with Blaine either, so let's go back to his place, I'm sure
he's got a first aid kit.  Oh, shit!  You gotta promise not to say anything
to anybody.  He could be put in jail if you told anyone.  You gotta promise,
ok?"  I was getting more panicked by the second; I couldn't let anything
happen to Blaine.

"Calm down Dillon, what kinda dummy do you think I am?  I know what could
happen and I'd never tell anybody.  Hell, I'll even help you cover with my
mom so you can be together.  He's your big brother that you always wanted,
huh?" he asked.

"Yup, he's a good big brother -- and I do mean big," I snickered.  Garret
caught my meaning and started chuckling too.

"Uhh... Dillon?  Do you think he'd like to have another little brother?" he
asked looking at me hopefully.

"Wow, that's a great idea," I told him and hugged him to me.  "Let's go talk
to him; he's prob'ly climbing the walls by now," I said as I looked at my
watch.  "We've been gone about a half-hour; and the dogs are prob'ly having
a fit."

"Great -- let's go," and Garret started back toward Blaine's house.  "Do you
really think he'll like me and want to play around with me?" he asked as we
walked.

"What's not to like?  Besides, I know that he already thinks you look hot.
You see, part of what we were talking about was the fact that he videotaped
us in the pool today."

Garret stopped dead in his tracks and turned white.  "What?  We're on tape?
How much did he tape?  What did he see?"

"All of it," I giggled, "But it's cool, really.  He was an honest to
goodness virgin before last night... well, this morning.  You're doing it
again Garret," I said as we started walking again, "Catching flies," and his
mouth snapped shut.


To Be Continued...