Date: Thu, 19 Jun 2003 01:05:21 EDT
From: Sidg0714@cs.com
Subject: Mall Punk 22

This chapter, as have all the ones before it, is a complete and total work
of fiction. It does contain scenes of teen-teen gay sex so if you don't
like that please leave.  If you're looking for M/T sex that stopped
happening in this series a while ago, sorry.  As always do nothing to a
live boy to hurt him emotionally, sexually or physically.  All comments to
SidG0714@cs.com.

Mall Punk Part 22
By Sid G. (c) 2003

	"Thank God that's over, now maybe our parents won't worry as much,"
Barton said as he turned the big screen HDTV plasma set off in his family
room.

	We'd just watched the FBI press conference announcing the predawn
raid which broke the back of a kidnapping ring targeting rich men's sons.
Considering that our families combined net worth was close to a billion
without 'cousin' Lamont's we certainly qualified.

	"Never dreamed I'd have to worry about being kidnapped for ransom,"
Tony said, "Being beat up by pushers for non-payment on the other hand," he
finished with a shrug.

	We all laughed easily though we knew how close it was to the truth.

	"You know Brian Meltzer was the next to last victim," Joe said.

	Everybody nodded.

	"He and his father disappeared the day after he was returned and
nobody's seen them since.  We have to pass the house to get out of the
development and security guards are the only sign of life," Betty Collins
said.

	I have to admit she's gotten a lot better looking in the couple
years since I met her at this very house for the freshmen orientation
party.  The fact that she was involved with the school newspaper frightened
me at first but came in handy when Joe and I were outed.

	"I think he's gay," Chipmunk said.

	We all looked at him.

	"I had gym with him last year.  Brian has those eyes, those
lingering gazes," Chipmunk said and grabbed his crotch.

	And you didn't try and blow him?" Joe said.

	Moved away every time I'd walk over and at 4'6", 80 pounds soaking
wet and half of that hair," he stopped to toss his ass length reddish-brown
hair, "do I look like I could rape anybody?"

	"No," we all shouted.

	When the laughter died down we returned to planning the back to
school barbeque for the Longston Academy Gay and Straight Student Alliance.
Somebody suggested I ask 'cousin' Lamont if we could have it at his house.
I knew he'd say yes in a heartbeat and donate everything.  That father
would love it and Dad would be proud and I want to accomplish both.

	I leaned back and closed my eyes.  Scenes from the thirteen years
of torture and abuse flashed instantly before my eyes.  Joe pulled me up
and led me into the backyard.  He wrapped me in his arms and I cried.
Cried not just at what my three stepbrothers had done to me but even more
what they were still doing to me mentally.

	When I got myself under control I realized we were sitting on a
love seat in the garden.

	"How am I going to explain this?  Why I can't ask my 'cousin' to
host?"  I asked Joe.

	"We know Lamont Sorrel's your father Jon," Barton said.

	"Decided it was time to tell you," Tony said as Joe and I swiveled
on the bench.

	"How?  When?" Joe asked as I burrowed into him.

	Betty took my hand, I pulled but she wouldn't let it go.  "I
suspected from the beginning but I let it go.  After he showed up when you
two were outed I couldn't any more.  Took some research, not to find news
accounts of your birth but to discredit the cousin story.  "Forgive me
Jon?"

	"Who knows?" Joe snapped.

	I was still too stunned to talk but I squeezed his hand.

	"Sorry," Joe said, "but who knows?"

	"Until now just the three of us but circumstances forced us to tell
Chipmunk and Lucy," Betty said.

	"I swear never to tell," Chipmunk said.

	"Me too," Lucy said.

	I slowly sat up and dried my eyes while all the others waited.  I
looked at each face individually and saw things I hadn't seen from the day
my mother was killed in the car crash till I'd met Joe and then Stya.

	I took a deep breath.  "Two things you have to know, no three.
First everybody who has had to know has known, including Joe's parents and
Stya's parents.  Second, my father did not physically or sexually assault
me.  His sin was neglect.  He thought my stepmother and half-brothers were
taking care of me.  And they took care of me all right.  While over the
past couple of years we've reconciled as best we can that house is nothing
but evil for me.  I've been back once since I escaped and that was once to
many even though good came of it.

	"Finally, it has been my choice to keep the secret because I didn't
want the disgrace and disaster the truth would bring," I finished and
scanned the faces.  "And now even more than then I don't want anything
damaging our name."

	"Never intended to publish or spread the story.  I told Barton and
Tony and we decided to keep silent until our hand was forced," Betty said.

	"I guess I forced it with my idea.  I'm sorry Jonathan," Lucy said.

	"Glad really," Joe said, "It was a secret that was burning me
inside.  Wished I had somebody to talk about it."

	"Didn't realize it was hurting you so much," I said and kissed him.

	"One thing that always puzzled me," Tony said.

	"What?" Betty said.

	"When I got adopted it made the papers the next day despite
everything supposedly being sealed.  And if Betty could dig all the
information up why couldn't the newspapers?" Tony said.

	I laughed, "Nothing personal is ever written about the chairman and
majority shareholder of Sorrel Enterprises and his family unless he hands
out a press release.  How much coverage of my half-brother's arrest and
plea was there?"

	"Still need place for the party," Chipmunk said.

	Joe smiled and pulled out his cell phone.  He dialed as he walked
toward the back of the yard.

"Who?" Barton asked me.

	I just smiled and shrugged.

	"You never answered my question," Betty said, "Do you forgive me?"

	It was my turn to take her hand, "Yes darling I do.  Thank you for
not using the story too."

	"Don't know how you can forgive him man.  I know you say he didn't
do it himself but that's like saying my old man didn't light my joints,"
Tony said.

	"Hey love, thought you were past that.  What you said," Barton said
as he wrapped his arms around his adopted brother and lover.

	"Most of the time, but times like this brings it back," Tony said.

	"Never said I fully forgave him, not even close but the difference
between Lamont and your father is mine's willing to admit his mistakes and
try and build something.  David on the other hand I'm glad to say won't be
seeing the light of day for many, many years.  Right now he's in his own
cell twenty-three hours a day for his own protection."

	"Got a place that will have half the school wanting to come even if
we make every boy suck cock and girl eat pussy to come," Joe said.

	"Where?" everybody asked.

	"Wait, she didn't?" I said.

	"Who?" Barton said.

	"My Great Aunt Celia has offered the use of her humble and oh so
modest home," Joe said.

	"I'm confused," Lacy said.

	"One of those small cottages on Upper Mt. Bev.  Thanksgiving and
Christmas dinners are about two hundred adults in the main dining room and
almost as many kids in the second room," Joe said.

	"Looks down on Lamont's house literally and figuratively," I said.

	"Holy shit, never imagined I'd get to go to one of those houses,"
Chipmunk said, "I'll blow all four of you now."

	Barton, Tony, Joe and I looked at each other and big smiles crossed
our faces.

	"Betty, Lucy, would you mind going back inside, closing the door
and watch TV for a bit?" Barton said.

	Betty took Lucy's hand, "Come dear, they'll be joining us in
two-minute intervals."

	"Darling, I'm much to talented for that," Chipmunk said as he
removed his shirt revealing a hairless chest with just a hint of a
six-pack.

	By the time the door was closed he was naked revealing a tiny
trimmed reddish-brown pubic bush that matched the color of his hair.

	"Go on Barton, you're the host so you go first," Joe said.

	"I know I should be a good host but just this once I think I'll
forget my manners," Barton said as he shoved his shorts and Aaron Carter
boxers below his knees.

	"You are kidding?" Chipmunk said a second before he sucked Barton's
cock into his mouth.

	Barton took Chipmunk's head between his hands, "Now don't talk with
your mouth full," and started face fucking the younger boy.

	"Joe, good buddy, oldest and dearest friend in the world," Tony
said.

	"Better run," I said.

	"Why is my brother the host and not me?  I do live here," Tony
said.

	Joe walked over and hugged Tony and gave him a firm kiss on the
lips.  "I'm sorry love.  I guess my mouth went into automatic."

	"It's ok, just punking on you bro," Tony said.

	"Oh shit your mouth is so fucking hot.  Work it Chip, you're going
to be drinking it soon," Barton moaned.

	We all turned to watch and began rubbing our crotches at the hot
sucking action in front of us.

	"Oh, Oh, Oh, OH SHIT," Barton said, locked his cock balls deep in
Chipmunk's mouth and shuddered as he shot his load.

	We could see Chipmunk swallow but cum still flowed from behind his
lips.  It took two minutes before Barton stumbled back, his cock flaccid
and clean.  Barton sat down and our other host took his place.  Tony's cock
was already rock hard and leaking as he slowly fed it between the kneeling
boy's lips.  The action was so sexy that Joe and I stripped, moved to the
lawn and slid into each other's arms and down to the ground.  A fierce game
of tonsil hockey broke out.  My hands flowed over familiar skin, caressing
special crevices.

	We hadn't even realized Tony had shot his load when we felt a
tongue washing our balls.  Joe and I looked down to see Chipmunk kneeling
over us and working his tongue.  A slight shift in position gave him better
access to our cocks and balls while letting us return to the kissing and
fondling.  Chipmunk went back and forth between us regularly but suddenly
stopped.  Before Joe or I could talk he said, "Oh shit Tony, work my cock."

	Then he got back to work on ours.  Out of the corner of my eye I
saw Barton stroking his cock and I raised my top leg to give him access to
my hole.  An offer he did not hesitate to accept.

	The heat rose on that small patch of grass and I felt my cum
boiling as my prostate and cock were being stroked.  I used every trick in
my substantial repertoire to hold out but the next time I felt those silky
lips on my cockhead I fed Chipmunk everything in my nuts.  A minute later I
heard gasps from the others.  I felt Barton's load shooting up inside me
and knew the others had cum as well.

	When word got out people came out of the walls looking for invites.
Joe got his father to drive us to see Aunt Celia and her butler Krug to
work things out.  It was the first time I got the full tour and the place
was so much bigger than what I'd seen that I didn't argue when they both
told us not to turn anybody away and they'd take care of all the food and
cooking.  But this party there would be no cigars or brandy.  Which was
fine with me.  The only thing she asked was the school supply a certificate
of insurance in case anybody got sick or hurt and a few chaperones.  Told
her half the faculty had volunteered already.

	The pool and garden areas were humongous too.  Figured if everybody
got into the pool at once we'd be watering the flowers.

	The beginning of August came and all of us headed to the cabin in
the woods.  Stya and Eric in one room, Joe and me in the second bedroom
while Ton-Ton and Sean Roberts took the third.

	Sean is Ton-Ton's boyfriend.  They met at school this past year and
are both thirteen.  Sean has bright red hair in a skater's cut, hazel eyes
and freckles and just over an inch taller than Ton-Ton at 5'5".  And just
so your dirty minds know we have had foursomes and Sean is hot and with
Ton-Ton as an almost total bottom man have some of the scenes been wild.

	Funny thing was Sean's parents know he is gay and are fine with it.
Know Ton-Ton is his boyfriend and like him, I mean what's not to like about
my younger brother, that's another story, they were still nervous about him
coming with us.  Almost had to call Grandpa Sheriff to vouch for Stya and
Eric.

	One good thing about having Sean up here is this year Ton-Ton is
coming out on the deck.  Last year he was very reluctant, did anything to
avoid it.  He admitted it was because of everything that happened two years
ago when he came into our lives, that it should be happy memories but he
couldn't shake the bad ones.  Ton-Ton's determined not to let Sean see him
scared.

	Sean isn't Ton-Ton's first boyfriend but the first one who stuck
around and was supportive after he found out about Ton-Ton's history,
survived the first nightmare.  Funny, Ton-Ton seems to have them only first
or second time boyfriend sleeps over.  Sean got two and stuck through it.
Didn't even let Eric takeover.  After the second time explained that his
younger brother had gone through long series of nightmares after their
father had died in a car crash.  Finally went away but came back every time
their mother brought a date home.  One hung around and comforted him and
they went away again.  Mother married him.

	Uncle Boris and Aunt Rachael and their kids were still there when
we arrived and we had a family barbeque before they took off.  Unlike Stya
Uncle Boris is shall we say a little rotund as is Rachael and the boys.
The girl is slender though she's no slouch in the eating department.  Aunt
Rachael as an aunt loves Joe, Ton-Ton and me without reservation but she
keeps a close eye when we're around the boys.  Not that any of us have any
desire to touch them.

	The next couple of days it rained so we just hung out and played
video games, read, played computer games and ate.  Second night Stya even
found an old Monopoly board and the six of us played.  Making money must
run in the family because I wiped them out in just over an hour.  Second
game they wouldn't let me play and it took three hours.  Joe won when I
started giving him advice.  Third day dawned sunny, dry and warm.  We all
dressed into just our bathing suits.  Sorry not Speedos, regular in teenage
boy fashion long suits, but at least they stopped right above the knee and
not calf length.  Right after breakfast the six of us ran down to the dock
and jumped into the lake.  My cock and balls went prepubescent the water
was so cold.

	We'd forgotten the lake never got really warm to begin with and two
days of solid rain had chilled it right back down to early May.  Fuck early
November.  Joe and I started doing laps back and forth to the raft Uncle
Boris had installed about fifty feet out.  Not far but enough to give us a
workout and warm up.

	After thirty hard laps we lazed back out and climbed up.  Ton-Ton
and Sean were already up there worshiping the naked boy God and we joined
them.  The warm sun felt so nice on stroking all parts of my body.  Every
once in a while a boat would come past and we'd wave with one hand while
carefully making sure we didn't give them a frontal show.

	One rowboat with two teen boys slowed as it went past and when they
came back down they stood in the boat as naked as we were and waved.  For
them we stood and waved back and motioned them over.  They looked at each
other for a second and then turned the boat. It took them a couple of
minutes to get to us.  After we tied the boat to the raft they climbed on
board.

	"Hi," I said and introduced the four of us, leaving out our
relationships.

	"Cool, I'm Zeus and this is my younger brother Apollo.  We're
staying with our parents at the hotel far end of the lake."

	"We're not Greek but Mom just loves Greek mythology and so named us
after her favorite Gods," Apollo said.

	"Like them, says more than Joseph," Joe said.

	We sat in a circle and all six of us discretely checked each other
out.

	"True, but the requests to do Godly things can be a bit much," Zeus
said,

	"We're from the city, what about you guys?"

	"We all live in Longston, NJ about twenty miles west," I said.

	"New Jersey?  What do you guys do for fun all the way out there?"
Apollo said and got a dirty look from his brother.  "Sorry."

	"No problem, was going to ask how you could stand living there with
the pace and crowds," Sean said.

	The conversation went on from there covering the usual teen boy
stuff, Zeus was 15 and Apollo 13 1/2, he insisted on the half.  There was
one topic missing though, even from them: girls.  Ton-Ton started eyeing
Apollo and our guest's semi-flaccid uncut cock and his own was beginning to
respond.

	"Boys, got the grill going, come on in for lunch," Stya yelled from
shore.

	"Dad, we got guests can they join us?" I called back after
standing.

	"After all of you put your suits back on, don't want anything
important getting burned," Stya said.

	I turned to Zeus; "You do have suits with you?"

	"Yes, took them off as soon as we were away from the hotel.  Dad
would go nuts if he saw us naked in public, doesn't even like it when we're
in our room at home," Zeus said.

	"Sometimes think he'd like us to shower with clothes on," Apollo
said drawing laughter as Zeus got their suits out of the boat.

	"Can we leave the boat tied up here and swim in?" Zeus said as he
slipped his lavender and royal blue Speedo on.

	I nodded, trying not to drool as his cock got harder in its tight
confine.  Looked and saw Apollo was adjusting his hard rod in his identical
suit.  As soon as I pulled my suit in I took a running dive and was
grateful the cool water deflated my hard-on fast.

	Dad and Eric met us coming out of the water and handed us towels
then led us back to the deck.  As usual Ton-Ton hesitated for a beat going
up there but I don't think anybody else noticed it this time.  Once seated
Joe and I handed out sodas and introduced our guests to our fathers.

"Fathers?" Zeus said.

Valid question.  I don't look like Stya and there's a bigger difference
between Eric and Ton-Ton with his Mexican blood.

"Stya's my foster-father and Eric has adopted Ton-Ton.  Joe and Sean are
our respective best friends," I said.

"Friends?" Apollo said and grabbed his crotch.

"Hope you don't mind," Sean said.

"Not at all.  We both have gay friends in the city and have fooled around
with them occasionally but I think I'm more bi than gay," Zeus said.

"Not sure yet but I know I enjoy the gay sex and really got turned on by
seeing the four of you naked out there," Apollo said.

"You two are hot too," Ton-Ton said.

"First course," Eric said and placed a plate full of hot dogs in front of
us.

We started laughing then Ton-Ton pulled his trick of deep throating one bun
and all and Sean, Zeus and Apollo gasped.

Yes I can do it too but I am much too mature for such tricks.

"Son, one day I'm going to make you swallow it that way," Eric said.

Joe ducked right in time as Ton spit it out and over the railing.

Halfway through lunch a series of musical tones started repeating itself.

"Oh shit," Zeus said and took off down to the lake.

"We left the cell phone in the rowboat and Dad's trying to find us.
Surprised it took this long," Apollo said.

A splash.

Phone cut off.

"FUCK!" Zeus screamed.

"Phone in the kitchen, phonebook is in the drawer underneath if you don't
know the hotel's number," Eric said.

"Follow me," Ton-Ton said.

Ton-Ton called for Eric at about the time an upset Zeus came back up to the
deck.

"Got there late and then their fucking phone was busy when I tried calling
back.  We are going to be so dead.  Dad will put leashes around our neck."

Stya got up and put his arm around Zeus.  "Relax, your brother went in to
call as soon as we heard your scream.  Eric is talking to your Dad now.
But I wouldn't be surprised if he heard that fuck from your room."

"You don't know him Stya, he loves us but doesn't trust us.  Can only be in
our bedroom to sleep and dress and he'd rather we did that with the door
open," Zeus said, his head hung down.

"Relax," Eric said from the door, "I explained everything to him, except
the nude sunbathing, and he's fine.  Told him you set a world record for
the deck to dock dash when the phone rang."

"You did," Stya said.

Zeus smiled for the first time since the phone rang.

"He said you guys can spend the afternoon here but be back for supper at
six and call when you're ready to leave," Eric said.

"I told him we swam in from the raft which is why we didn't bring the phone
with us.  For once he understood," Apollo said.

I got up and walked over to Zeus and took him from Eric who gave me a
knowing smile.  "Let Joe and me show you some of the sights around here,
Ton-Ton and Sean can take care of your brother."

"I think that works," Sean said and stuck his tongue out.

Joe and I led Zeus down the main path and onto a smaller path where we had
to walk single file.  Joe was the lucky one behind Zeus.  I hesitated at
one point and Zeus stumbled into me and I felt his hard cock in my crack.
Wanted to stop right then and go at it.  Instead we went another fifty feet
till we reached a small beach that was so protected by trees and vines that
you had to be on top of it before you could see in from the lake.

"It's fucking beautiful here.  So peaceful and quiet, surprised you only
come out two weeks a year," Zeus said after we'd stripped and lay down on
the blanket we always kept there.

I ran my fingers down his chest, nice light coating of hair leading down to
a thick pubic bush.

"Uncle Boris and his family use it a lot, mostly on those long weekends
when we would.  Little too far for a regular weekend,' I said.

"Be fair, he did offer us use of the unheated cabin last Christmas," Joe
said.

We all chuckled then Joe leaned in and kissed Zeus on the lips while I went
down on him.  His hips bucked up forcing his entire uncut six inches into
my mouth.  I wrapped my tongue around his hardening rod and bathed it.

"Oh shit, nobody's ever done that," Zeus moaned.

"You never had a mouth that experienced before," Joe said.

I reached over and slapped his butt without missing a stroke.

"Hey," Joe said as he fed his cock to Zeus, "It's true and a wonderful
talented mouth it is."

OK, it is true, and I love being able to give my lover and friends
pleasure.  Just hate remembering how I got the experience.

I licked the precum from Zeus' cock and went to work as Joe took my cock
into his own talented mouth.  Moaned around Zeus's cock.

	From further down the beach similar sounds drifted toward us.

	We slipped into a slow easy rhythm.

	I always enjoy these outdoor sessions with Joe and having a third
person gives it an extra spark.  Feel closer to nature, God's acceptance
out here.

	Joe rubbed my back and I relaxed a bit.  Even in the middle of sex
he knows when I need to calm down.  As usual he was right.

	I picked the pace up a little bit and more precum flowed from
Zeus's head, and my own.  Zeus was getting close and I wasn't ready and so
a decision had to be made.  The finger that was circling his anus slipped
inside easily, quickly joined by a second and they made their way to his
prostate.  I rubbed it and he went wild.  Started face fucking me and
moaning, screaming around Joe's cock.  It took another minute till he fed
me his seed.

	When I'd sucked him dry I moved away from Joe's mouth, removed my
fingers from Zeus' hole and replaced it with my tongue.  Lubing him up with
his own sperm.

	"Going to fuck your Greek god ass," I said.

	"Yeah man," Zeus said.

	I reached into the bag we kept the blanket in and pulled out a
condom and slipped it on.

	"Yeah man," Zeus said.

	Placed my cock at his entrance, thanked the naked boy god, and
entered him slowly.  He was tight, hot as hell and silky smooth as only
heaven can make a boy.  I started plowing his fertile ground with long slow
strokes.

	Heard Joe, knew he was getting close to feeding Zeus and picked up
my pace.  Long and slow is great when you're making love.  Hard fast sex is
fun too.

	"Yes," "I'm cumming," "Oh shit," came from down the beach and I
filled Zeus' ass with my offering as Joe made his.

	Sated we collapsed on the blanket, hugged and kissed.

	"Thank you," Zeus said, "for letting me share."

	"Thank you for joining us today, and not just the sex," I said.

	"Wish my folks could meet yours," Zeus said.

	"You'll take our phone number when you go and if they're interested
we'll make it work.  If you want to come down again, with or without
cumming, you guys are always welcome," Joe said.

	We sat quietly looking out at the lake for a while, each alone with
our own thoughts.  Mine were about remembering to live in the present and
future, not in the awful past.

	"Can you make it to the raft from here," I finally said.

	"Sure," Zeus said.

	We put everything away, stored the bag up in a tree and slipped our
suits back on then into the water.  Ahead of us we could see three other
bodies heading in the same direction.

	Without a word or glance we went into overdrive and quickly closed
the gap.  Ten feet from the raft we surged and each grabbed a boy from
behind and stripped their suit off.  We eluded their attempts at revenge
and clambered onto the raft and waved their suits over our heads.  They
reached us but several boats were in the area so they hesitated.

	Ton-Ton laughed and pulled himself up and stood there with his boy
cock at full mast.

	"Mommy, look the boy's naked and his penis is hard," a little girl
shouted from one of the boats.

	Ton-Ton got that look on his face and started to turn toward the
voice but I tackled him back into the water.  We surfaced laughing and
spitting out water.  Sean and Apollo were struggling to put their suits
back on in the water and Joe threw Ton-Ton his.  I held him from behind to
make it easier.

	"What are they doing now mommy?" the girl said and I knew she was
pointing at us.

	Mommy started sputtering and the two of us started giggling.

	Ton-Ton got his suit on and twisted around in my arms and kissed me
on the cheek.  "Thanks bro for helping me put my suit back on," he shouted.

	We got back onto the raft and waved to the girl and a relieved
looking woman.  Looked toward the dock and relaxed, empty.  Felt the icy
glare and looked up at the deck.  Our fathers were up there wagging their
fingers at us.  We wagged our six clad cocks back at them and we all
started laughing.  They joined us a little later.

	The two brothers returned every day for the rest of the week.
Their parents finally accepted our invitation for a barbeque lunch on
Friday.  They were nice people but I think their father was a little
surprised that we let his sons run into our house at will.  Even asked Zeus
to get some more ice from the freezer at one point.  Nothing he said, just
his reaction.

	What was really nice was that they totally accepted us and our
relationships.  Didn't even blink at two boys as young as Sean and my
brother could know they're gay and be boyfriends.  Guess there are some
advantages to living in New York City.

	We returned home and I found a list of what I had to do for the
party in the mailbox.  Ton-Ton groaned when he saw his.

	"Hey, you're the one who insisted we include your grade so it's
only fair," I said.

	"Tomorrow, I'm tired."

	I laughed, "You just want to spend the rest of the day online going
through your email and chatting."

	"You should talk," he shouted as he dragged his suitcase to his
room.

	My phone rang way to early Monday morning.  It was barely ten.  I
didn't recognize the name on the caller ID but answered anyway.

	"Jon, it's Chipmunk.  Hope I didn't wake you."

	"No problem, just hold for a second," I said.

	Ran to the bathroom, took my morning piss and headed back.  Took a
look at the name on the caller ID again.  This time it clicked.
Understood.

	"You still there?" I said.

	"Yes, was wondering if you could help me," he said.

	"Got a question first.  I've got caller ID and I guess your
father's name came up."

	"God Damn It!  Please don't tell anybody.  Please don't hate me,"
Chipmunk finished desperately.

	"If you can keep my secret I can keep yours.  Just find out how to
block it when you make a call from there."

	"Thanks," there was a pause; "Maybe we could talk about it
sometime?  I think you'd understand."

	"Anytime bud.  Now why did you call?" I said.

	"Remember at that meeting I mentioned Brian Meltzer.  Betty says
he's home and I want to invite him to the party."

	"So call him up," I said.

	"Number's unlisted, not even in the school directory.  Nobody I
know has it."

	"Sorry, I don't have it either.  Did you snail mail him an
invitation?" I said.

	"No answer.  Shit I like him, think he's cute.  What do I do?"

	"Go to his house and knock on the door."

	"According to Betty the security team is still there.  I go up to
them and say 'Hi, my name's Chipmunk and I want to see Brian.'"

	"And you think if the name is Sorrel instead of Chipmunk it would
work better?" I said with a laugh.

	"Yep yep," he said.

	We laughed.

	"OK, my Dad's working and I guess you don't ask yours for a ride to
often so this is how it's going to work.  I've got shopping to do for the
party so we'll meet me at the Longston Mall with our bikes at noon by the
food court.  We'll grab lunch, do the shopping and then head over."

	"Great, thanks Jon, and lunch is on me, I really appreciate this,"
Chipmunk said.

	"No sweat, what friends are for," I said.

(And to those of you dear readers who haven't figured it out remember this
is New Jersey and think "Sopranos.")

	I was a cheap lunch date but I think Chipmunk was happy.  I knew
his secret and didn't care.  We didn't talk about it though, too public.
We talked about school though.  I let him know what to expect the coming
year in his regular classes.  He warned me about the gym teacher I was
getting for the first time.

	We loaded the bags onto our bikes and took off.  One thing with a
suburb like Longston is that there's no public transportation and a lot of
hills.  So if you want to go see your friends before you can drive it's
bike or walk.  Great exercise though, just a few more months before I can
get my license.  As we rode and walked our bikes up to the Meltzer's I
realized why only rich people lived up there and in areas like where Lamont
and Aunt Celia do.  Either need parent or servant home to drive the kids.
I'm in good shape and Chipmunk's in even better condition, man those legs
of his, but we were both straining when we reached their driveway.

	We spotted a couple of cars and as soon as we started walking our
bikes up the driveway two tall burly men in black appeared.

	"This is private property," one of them said.  The bulge his gun
made was obvious from thirty feet away.

	"Hi, we've come to see Brian Meltzer, we go to Longston Academy
with him," I said as we kept walking.

	"Want to see how he's doing, welcome him back home," Chipmunk said.

	"Wait there.  What are your names?" the other one said.

	We introduced ourselves.

	The first one shook his head, "The names some parents give their
kids.  Call them in."

	It took at least five minutes before we were waved up.  Could feel
their eyes on me the whole time.

	"Now you know what it will be like if I ever invite you to my
house," Chipmunk whispered, "Can you believe he thought it was my real
name?"

	"You ever read through the student list?  At least Chipmunk is
pronounceable," I said.

	A third guard was by the open door and instinctively I raised my
arms.  He laughed.

	"Don't think I need to pat you down for weapons.  Come on in and
I'll lead you to Brian.  I guess you can understand the security with what
happened."

	"No problem," I said.

	I won't pretend that the house was as big or as fancily decorated
as Lamont's but a homier feel.  Brian was waiting for us in a large family
room.

	"I'll be right outside Brian," the man said and closed the door
behind him.

	Chipmunk walked up to Brian and hugged the bigger boy.

	"Welcome home Brian," Chipmunk said.

	"Thanks," Brian bent down and kissed Chipmunk on the lips.  "Sorry
couldn't do that last year at school."

	The next kiss was longer.

	"Worth the wait.  Uh, Jon and I came over to invite you to the back
to school party.  If you or your father would prefer you can bring a
security guard," Chipmunk said.

	"Do you think they'd mind?" Brian asked.

	"Brian, with everything in that house and everybody there I'm sure
Aunt Celia won't mind a pro around."

	"Then I'll be there.  I wish I could tell you guys everything that
happened but a lot of its just to scary to remember.  Mostly just don't
like thinking of it at all.  But Chipmunk, if we're going to be boyfriends
and even just for school Jon there's something I need to show you," Brian
said.

	He slid his shorts down as I walked closer.  I could see the
confused look on Chipmunk's face as he took hold of Brian's cock and balls.
From where I was standing they looked ok but by the way Chipmunk was
handling the left ball I knew it wasn't real.

	"They took your left nut to keep you from talking," I said as
flatly as I could.

	"Yes, that's a replacement in there to make it look ok.  The other
one works fine though."

	"Good enough," Chipmunk said and sank to his knees.

	All the Gods cooperated and the day of the party dawned clear,
sunny and warm and the forecast had it going up to nice and hot.  Or is
that hot but still nice?  Either way I dressed in a T and shorts and
sandals, packed party host and swim clothes, picked up my purchases and
Stya drove Ton-Ton and me over to Aunt Celia's.  On the way over we passed
Chipmunk pushing his loaded bike up the hill.  We threw his packages in
with ours, hooked the bike into the trunk and he got in with us.

	"Thanks Mr. Maskovitz, my father couldn't drive me today.  This
hill is really steep," Chipmunk said.

	"Next time call and we'll pick you up.  And, it's Stya."

	Without turning I gave a slight shake of the head.

	"Thanks," Chipmunk said.

	I saw Dad's eyebrows raise and knew there would be some explaining
to do.  Dad dropped us off and Krug and one of his assistants came out to
help us with the bags and led us to the left and to the big room where the
younger set waits for the Thanksgiving and Christmas parties.  Betty,
Barton, Tony and amazingly Brian were already there when we came in.  I
looked around.

	"Dad said could leave the security guard home if I wanted to after
he called your Aunt Celia.  I decided that it was time to get back to a
normal life.  Didn't want to look like the president's kid with a security
guard walking the school halls with me," Brian said.

	Chipmunk dropped his packages and walked over to Brian.
"Boyfriend, I may be weaker than a wet noodle but I'll protect you from any
bad guys."

	Brian bent down and kissed his shorter boyfriend.  Tears ran down
his face when he broke the kiss.

	"Why the tears?" Tony asked.

	"There was a while there when I never thought I'd hear that word
spoken to me.  And to know he means it," Brian stopped, shrugged.

	Tony walked over and put his arms around both boys.  "I know just
how you feel Brian.  Just how you feel."

	I looked at Joe and whispered, "Me too."

	We decorated, swam, ate, dressed for the party and welcomed our
friends and schoolmates.  It was amazing really.  The Longston Academy Gay
and Straight Student Alliance had started out of an attack against me and
now at least a third of the middle and high school students were at one of
its parties.

	Granted some of it was because of it being at Aunt Celia's house.
But even that didn't count for the openness and acceptance that filled the
house and grounds.  When the DJ played inside gay couples, lesbian couples,
straight couples, some couples or groups I wasn't quite sure of dance side
by side.  Barton even danced with Betty while Tony danced with Betty's
latest beau.

Joe and I took turns dancing with Aunt Celia and everybody cheered when she
was introduced.  There was quiet when she said how happy and proud her
brother Eric would have been to see so many gays and lesbians dancing
openly with their straight friends in his home.  How happy she was to have
seen the day.

Joe wrapped his arms around me and I twisted to kiss him.


More?  When and if Jon "tells me." That's the way this series works.  Comes
out of his hiding place in my mind and says time to write.  Of course like
with chapter 1 the story he tells me he's going to tell quickly changes to
something he wants or needs to tell.

Hope you enjoyed.
Sid G.