Date: Fri, 18 Jun 2010 14:39:53 -0700
From: Justanother Author <hermesauthor@gmail.com>
Subject: Speedo Boys Chapter 9

Here's the next installment of this story.  I hope you enjoy it.

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written and shared with you.  I do not in any way condone, support, or
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So, without any further ado, Please enjoy.

Hermes


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                               Speedo Boys
                        Chapter 9 -- Aftermath

From Last time:

"I'm not having a goddamn cocksucker under my roof.  YOU!" He yelled at his
son, "Get the fuck out!"

Marie was pleading with her husband, saying that the boy was only 13.  John
didn't care.  He was letting his bigotry rule his thoughts.  He stormed out
of the room.  Donna told Marie that John would calm after a day or so, and
that Cole would go to her house if she agreed.  Marie quickly told Donna
that it was probably for the best, at least she knew he'd be with people
who care and love him, she said this looking at Donna when she said care,
and Devon when she said love.

Devon took the now sobbing Cole out to Donna's car, followed by Donna.
They left, Cole still crying inconsolably and Devon trying to take the hurt
away from one he loved.

They arrived at Devon's house and the boys went straight up to the bedroom.
Cole threw himself onto the bed and sobbed, Devon lay next to him and tried
to console his lover.  The two boys fell asleep, fully clothed in each
other's arms.

Chapter 9 - Aftermath

Devon awoke, noticing that it was still dark outside, but feeling Cole
sleeping fitfully.  He was saying something incoherently and Devon just
wrapped his arms around Cole and held him.  He stayed awake, watching the
fitful sleep of his love.

Around 6:00, Cole woke up.  He saw Devon looking deeply into his eyes and
managed a weak smile.  Devon tightened his grip on the boy and said quietly
that he loved him.  Cole was obviously trying to choke back tears and
buried his face into the crook of Devon's neck.  Devon just held him, not
saying a word, allowing his feelings to pass to his lover unsaid.  Soon
after, Cole had regained his composure.  He and Devon began to talk about
the night before.  Devon started, "I didn't remember ordering fireworks to
end the meal."  Cole managed a weak laugh at this.

"My dad is such a fucking asshole!" Cole said with anger.

"I guessed as much.  Did you even think he might react like this?" Inquired
Devon.

"Nope.  He always told me that whatever I chose in life, he'd be perfectly
fine with.  I guess he was talking about a career, not who I can fall in
love with."

Devon felt for his boyfriend, then he had an idea, he looked at Cole and
said, "Mom will be leaving in about an hour, do you want to walk over to
Matt's and talk it out with him?"

"Yeah. I see what you meant when you said he was easy to talk to.  Maybe he
can give us some advice how to defuse this."

The boys agreed and went down into the kitchen where Donna was sitting
drinking a cup of coffee.  The boys sat down after getting a glass of juice
and some cereal for each.

"Good Morning, Cole.  Good Morning Devon."  Donna started.  "I want you to
know how sorry I am you had to go through that, Cole.  You should know you
have a home here as long as you want it."

"Thanks.  I really don't understand why he acted like that."

"Well, honey, not everyone uses their brain before they fly off the handle.
He'll calm down after a day or so, you'll see."

Cole wasn't so sure.  He'd seen his dad get in arguments with people and
never talk to them again.

They talked about light stuff during breakfast until Donna asked the boys
what they were going to do all day.  "Well, " Devon began, "we're probably
going to go hang out by the beach.  I think it is probably best we are
around a bunch of people."

"You're probably right.  I don't think that John would try to do anything
physical, but it doesn't hurt to be safe.  I expect to be home about 8:00
this evening.  I know I'm imposing on you, Devon, but, can I give you some
money to go to the store and get something to make for dinner?"

"Of course, Mom.  I told you I like to cook, and it will be good to take
Cole's mind off his dad."

She reached into her purse and pulled out $60.00, asking Devon to get
something nice to make for dinner.  He took it, commenting that he could
add the remainder of the money from the day before and get something REALLY
nice.

After that, Donna went up to get ready for work.  The boys went back to
Devon's room to change into their Speedos.  Devon couldn't help but look at
Cole when he took his clothes off and was stepping into his speedo, but
decided that sex at that point probably wouldn't be right.

They went downstairs just as Donna was opening the door to the garage.  "Oh
My!  Those are nice!  I didn't know boys today wore that kind of swimsuits
except on the swim team."

"We like 'em!"  Both boys said simultaneously, causing both to break out
into laughter.

Donna smiled, kissed both boys on the forehead and walked into the garage,
got into her car and left for work.  Cole and Devon threw their towels over
their shoulders, went out the front door, and, after making sure the house
was all locked up, left on their walk toward Matt's beach house.

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Matt wasn't on the deck when the boys arrived.  They looked in the big
glass windows and saw him sitting on the couch watching something on TV,
with his laptop open on the couch next to him.  They were about to leave
and come back later when Matt noticed the boys looking through the window.
He motioned to them to come on in.

They opened the sliding glass door and as they entered, Devon said, "We
don't want to interrupt if you're busy.  We can come back if it's better
for you."

"No, no, I was just reviewing how some of my investments were doing.  Come
on in and have a seat, unless you're more comfortable with us sitting
outside on the deck."  Matt could see that there was something very
important to the boys.  He also noticed that they were wearing their
speedos.  An involuntary image popped into his mind.  The boys peeling
their speedos down.  He shook off the image as Devon replied.

"I guess we can stay inside, it's not like you're gonna rape us or nuthin."
Devon said, half joking, with a huge smile.

Devon and Cole sat on the love seat off to the side of the couch that Matt
was sitting on.  It was smaller than the one at Cole's and they had to sit
almost on top of each other.  Their legs and sides were touching, not that
they minded one bit.

Matt saw the boys and could feel the love they had for each other.  It's
amazing how far Devon has come in such a short time.  Matt was amazed at
the level of maturity Devon had.  He was an obviously very intelligent boy.

Cole looked as he was about to cry when he said to Matt, "I came out to my
folks last night and my dad got really pissed and threw me out of the
house."

Matt was physically sick over hearing that statement from Cole.  He started
to get angry.  "That SON-OF-A-BITCH!  Doesn't he know that it wasn't a
choice for you?  That you are more brave than almost all the boys in the
same position as you because you told them.  It's usually the father that
acts like this though.  I'm so terribly sorry, Cole."  With this statement,
Matt got off the couch and approached Cole.  He gave him a hug.  Cole
grabbed hold of Matt, burying his face in Matt's belly.  Matt felt the
almost naked boy holding him and felt strange because he felt his dick
starting to get hard.  He was embarrassed and confused by this, he wasn't
attracted to boys, never had been.  He quickly sat back down on the couch.
He didn't realize that Cole had noticed his near hardon.

The conversation continued for some time with Matt listening and giving the
boys advice on how to handle the situation.  At some point, Devon noticed
the time and told Cole they needed to get to the store to get what Devon
needed to prepare dinner.  Cole looked at him, but wasn't ready to leave.
He had something he still wanted to talk to Matt about.

"Um, can I stay a while longer and talk to Matt?  Is it OK if you go to the
store on your own?"  Cole asked.

Devon thought a second and realized that he and Cole had been together for
almost 3 days non-stop.  Even though he didn't want to, he told Cole,
"Sure, I'll head to the store and meet you back at my place after a while.
Mom will be home by 8, so I'll plan dinner for that time.  I love you,
Cole."

"I love you, too, Devon."  Cole kissed Devon passionately, they embraced
then Devon got up and left.  On the way he realized that he was still just
wearing a speedo and thought it wasn't a good idea to go shopping dressed
like this, so he headed home to change.

Meanwhile, Cole and Matt were still in Matt's living room talking.  As Cole
looked at Matt and started getting his own boner.  "Remember when we talked
and I said I'd had sex with another guy?"

"Yes, I do."  Matt replied.

"Well, the other guy wasn't a boy, it was a man. Well, sort of, it was my
cousin who was 22 and I was 11.  I didn't mind it, actually, I liked it.
But I guess it made me like older guys a bit."

"Well, I can understand that, Cole.  You don't have to worry about me
taking advantage of that though, remember, I'm here to give you advice."

"Oh, that's too bad because I was hoping you could help me with this."
Cole stood and pulled his speedo down to show Matt his boner.

Matt was shocked!  He quickly hit the button on the remote to close the
curtains so nobody could see inside the fishbowl of a living room.  He
thought about it and realized that he probably shouldn't act shocked or
upset.  Cole was probably trying in some way to vent the feelings from the
night before.  "Nice one, Cole.  But do you really want that?"

Cole wanted it.  He dropped his speedo and stepped out of it as he walked
to Matt and sat on his lap.  He reached up to Matt's neck and pulled his
head down and gave him a very passionate kiss.  Matt fought back at first,
but eventually, gave in and kissed Cole back.  Their tongues danced a bit
and Cole reached up for Matt's hand and placed it on his boner.

Instinctively, Matt's fingers wrapped around the turgid beast between
Cole's legs and began to rhythmically rub it up and down.  Matt was in
turmoil in his own mind.  On a conscious level, he knew he shouldn't be
doing this.  But on a purely physical level it felt wonderful.

After a few moments of this, Cole broke the kiss.  He looked deeply into
Matt's eyes and said, "You should probably stop that unless you want me to
make a mess all over."  He smiled at the expression on Matt's face.

"Cole, I don't know what to say.  I'm sorry.  I probably shouldn't have
allowed that."

"You liked it, and I know it." Cole replied looking at the obvious tent in
Matt's shorts.  "Come on."  Cole grabbed Matt's hand indicating that he
wanted Matt to get up off the couch.  Matt stood.  "Where's your bedroom?"

Matt's mind was reeling, but he told Cole it was down the hallway.  The two
walked, actually it was more Cole pulling Matt, toward the bedroom.  When
they arrived, Cole jumped up onto the bed and lay on his back with his legs
spread, looking at Matt very seductively.  "Come over here."  Cole said,
very matter of factly.

Matt walked to the side of the bed and Cole reached up and undid the snap
on Matt's shorts.  He pulled down the zipper and saw Matt's boxers come
into view.  He pulled the shorts over Matt's hips and allowed them to fall
to the ground.  He reached into the fly of the boxers and his had found
Matt's hard cock and began to feel it.

Matt was so shocked by what was happening, and that he was allowing it, not
to mention enjoying it very much, that he couldn't move nor speak.  He
stood there with his shorts at his ankles and a 13-year-old boy feeling up
his cock and balls.  He felt a gentle yet firm tug on his dick and he lost
his balance and fell onto the bed.  Within a second, Cole was laying on top
of him giving him another passionate kiss.

When Cole broke the kiss this time, Matt felt the boy reaching to unbutton
his shirt.  The boy was obviously very excited because Matt could feel the
boy's boner pressing into his thigh.  Cole undid all the buttons of Matt's
shirt and opened it.  Cole began to kiss down Matt's chest, pausing to suck
on one of Matt's nipples.  While he was doing this, his hands were reaching
down to the waistband of Matt's boxers pulling them down.  Matt
involuntarily lifted his butt a little so Cole could pull his boxers down.

When Cole got to Matt's now throbbing erection, he licked the glowing head
before he took it into his mouth.  Matt was amazed at how good a blow job
the 13 year old was giving him.  At this point, the little head took over
for the big head and Matt pulled Cole's legs over so he could get Cole's
penis into his own mouth.  He sucked on the boy's 5 inches taking it to the
root almost immediately.

They were frantic in their actions unlike when Cole and Devon made love,
this was sex.  Pure, unadulterated, sex.  After a very short time, Cole
could feel the building orgasm in his loins and could feel by how tense
Matt's muscles were that he was almost there as well.  Moments later, Cole
began shooting into Matt's mouth.  Matt tasted the boy's immature seed and
it was like the nectar of the gods.  This caused his own orgasm to take
over and he came into Cole's mouth.  Cole swallowed each blast, savoring it
on his tongue.

When they had both finished their orgasm, Matt started feeling very guilty
for allowing it to happen.  The big head had taken back over.  He looked at
Cole, laying there with a big smile on his face.  He stood, pulled his
boxers back up and stepped back into his shorts.

Cole was looking at him, wondering why he was getting dressed.  Cole wanted
to do more than just 69 with Matt.

Matt sat on the edge of the bed, looked deeply into Cole's eyes and said,
"If I were anyone else, I might say you raped me just now, Cole.  Please
don't get this wrong, I am not angry with you.  But you need to realize
that sex isn't always the answer to make you feel better when you're sad or
angry."

Cole began to feel tears welling up into his eyes, "Didn't you like it?"

"Of course I did, you're very good at that.  What I'm saying is, you need
to realize something I have told to Devon as well, If sex isn't right for
both partners it's not right for either.

When he said that, he looked at Matt and felt jealous.  "Did you and Devon
do stuff?  Why else would you tell him that?"

"No, Devon and I have never 'done stuff'.  I told him this when I was
telling him about a man who mentored me when I was a boy.  I had asked him
to have sex with me and he denied me.  When he did he told me that.

"I guess you want me to get dressed and leave and never come back, right?"

"No.  I do want you to get dressed, but I think we need to talk.  About
what happened, why it happened, and which one of us is going to tell
Devon."

"Why do we need to tell Devon?"

"Cole, it's obvious that you love each other, any relationship, and
especially gay relationships must be based on trust.  If you can't trust
your partner, or he can't trust you, the relationship is doomed to failure.
Don't keep secrets from each other.  Besides, if he were to look at both of
us he'd know.  I am certain of that."

Cole got up and walked into the living room, retrieved his speedo and put
it on.  He sat on the love seat and watched Matt, still bare chested walk
in and sit across from him on the couch.  "What happened was probably you
acting out because of what your dad said.  It was quite understandable.  I
do want to tell you that I did enjoy it and under other circumstances I
probably would have done more with you, you're a very good looking young
man.  But the relationship we have, you and Devon and me, is one of trust.
I feel badly for allowing that trust to be soiled."

"What we did was because I wanted it to happen." Cole replied. "And I want
to do more."

Matt was in mental turmoil.  He did thoroughly enjoy what had happened, but
his conscience was having big problems with it.  He sat quietly, processing
his thoughts.

Cole looked at the time and decided he should probably leave.  He felt that
he was making Matt uncomfortable.  "I should probably get back and help
Devon with dinner.  Can I come back?  Do you want me to stay away, cuz if
you do, I will."

"I told you before, you and Devon are always welcome here.  You can come
back whenever you want."

With that, Cole stood, and gave Matt a friendly hug, said goodbye and
walked to the glass door.  He turned as he opened it and said, "I really
did like that and I hope we can do it again sometime."  Then he walked out
the door, closing it when he was outside.

He walked back toward Devon's house thinking if he should or shouldn't tell
Devon what had happened.  At the same time, Matt was sitting on his couch,
his face in his hands, crying.

Coming Soon -- Chapter 10 - Honesty... or not.

Author's Note:

It finally happened, but it wasn't Devon, it was Cole.  What will happen
next?  Will Cole tell Devon what happened?  What about Matt?  How will he
resolve his feelings?  I guess we'll all find out together.

On another note, reading and re-reading these chapters, I've come to the
realization that Devon is very mature emotionally for his 13 years.  I
guess that is my ideal of what a 13 year old is capable of.  Our society
treats boys like pets.  They don't really give them the latitude to be
responsible people.  I think if we did, more of our 13-year-olds would be
more like Devon and Cole.  Intelligent, caring, responsible, young adults.

Hermes