Date: Mon, 15 Sep 2014 17:12:52 -0700
From: Harrison Westbourne <harrisonwestbourne@yahoo.com>
Subject: THE RUNAWAY & THE DRAG QUEEN: EDDIE'S TALE: PART 3
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THE RUNAWAY & THE DRAG QUEEN: EDDIE'S TALE: PART TWO
ANONYMOUS MALE
I recall Xavier mentioning a former boyfriend with whom he lost contact.
Apparently they had been caught having sex in a public place and taking to
lock-up. Both families were mortified and this was when that slut, Xavier,
ran away from the grandparents who beat him for being in love with another
boy. My memory failed me at times so I have to find a way to discover who
this former flame was. If I can bring him back into Xavier's life, maybe I
can finally get Glenn for myself. Where I start is the real problem since
no one seems to know exactly where he had grew up. Tomorrow is a new
school day for us.
THE RUNAWAY & THE DRAG QUEEN: EDDIE'S TALE: PART THREE
EDDIE
We spent the week arranging Aunt Margaret's wake and funeral. Brad was
over to watch me while my parents organized everything and left us home
alone. When Friday came, I spent the evening greeting guests and accepting
condolences. Several of my teachers and friends came just to show me some
level of support. There were a few that I recognized only because they
felt the need to be there out of respect for Brad. I have to admit that
having him with me was comforting and I found myself becoming aroused
seeing him in his suit. The light grey material, pale green shirt, and
emerald green tie made his natural coloring even more enticing. His
parents even came to pay their respects and formally meet my parents. They
chatted with them and told Brad he could stay at my house for the funeral
tomorrow. By the time, the service was over, all my boyfriend and I wanted
was to do was crawl in bed together. The actual event was quicker than I
expected since my aunt had not been terribly religious. Since there were
so few family members, the luncheon was small and intimate allowing more
personal stories to be shared. Brad was with me the entire week-end which
we spent sharing my bed and loving each other.
I returned to class with Brad walking me through the halls. His presence
gave me a new level of protection, if only because they believe that I am
not to be harassed. The day flew by with none of the usual problems so I
guess his display worked. Lunchtime was the only class where people asked
questions which Brad answered honestly. Walking home with my love, I was
approached by a tall young man in a dark suit. After conforming if I knew
the Xaviers, he handed me an obituary for both Isaac and Rachel.
Apparently they had both died after a last chance medical trip to Chicago
for her cancer treatment. I almost passed out when I read it and Brad just
held me close. We reached my home and went to my bedroom. Sitting on my
bed, Brad held me and told me it was alright to mourn. Feeling a little
guilty, I admitted that I still had feelings for Xavier but since he made
no attempt to contact me I had moved on. Kissing my new love, I explained
that since he had entered my life there was no other person that I ever
wanted to be around. Returning the kiss, he told me I should never worry
about loving Xavier since he was my first boyfriend. It was a natural
emotional response to retain some level of affection for the person who
took one's heart the very first time.
We worked on our homework once I recovered from my crying fit. As we
worked, I could sense that Brad kept glancing my direction because I was
sneaking looks at him. Mom came home first and called for us to help with
the groceries. Moving downstairs to give her a hand, I remembered to grab
the obituary notice. Once we had all the bags in the house, I handed Mom
the form and she indicated we were definitely going to attend. Being
afraid of running into Xavier, I suggested we keep to the rear and not
approach him if he was there. She looked perplexed until I explained that
since I was with Brad it might be a tad awkward. We helped her make dinner
and had everything ready by the time Dad got home from work. He was just
as shocked to learn about Xavier's grandparents. They had recently changed
churches with my parents because of their change in stance about
homosexuality. Their service was in five days so there was time to make
the plans to attend. Dad agreed that we shouldn't attempt to make contact
since Xavier had obviously built a new life and it would be confusing for
him. Brad tried to encourage a brief meeting to give me some closure but I
felt I had done that through my therapy.
TIMOTHY BOATSWAIN
I think I figured out who Xavier had been dating before moving in with Jeff
and stealing Glenn. My friend in the police force managed to give me a
town they thought was promising. Not knowing who I was seeking, I donned a
strange disguise and handed out obituary notices for the Xaviers at the
local high school. Most of the students nodded and took the flyers but
there was one individual that seemed genuinely upset with the information.
He was a stocky boy with green eyes and dark hair walking with a taller boy
with green eyes and chestnut hair. Tears started to form as he skimmed the
details but promised to let his parents know. Watching as the two young
men walked away, I felt more certain that I had finally found a way to
throw a wrench into Xavier's relationship with Glenn. This little maneuver
might even lead to their break-up so I will definitely be there for the
fireworks.
EDDIE
The day of the Xaviers' funeral, Brad and I woke up early, showered
together, and dressed in our best suits. Dad took all of us to breakfast
before the drive to the church for the service. After much discussion, we
decided not to be part of the procession to the cemetery since it would be
harder to make a quick escape. Arriving just as the hearse arrived, we
waited patiently until the caskets and family had entered before finding a
pew near the rear of the sanctuary. I was actually amazed how many people
were actually there but found it strange to see police on either side of
the family as they sat. It was a much simpler service than my old church
would have performed but still very emotional and I found myself clutching
Brad's hand throughout the event. Just before they escorted the coffins
back to the hearses, we snuck out and drove home to try and relax. This
was the second of these ceremonies in two weeks and we were all a little
exhausted. I found it hard to leave and had to resist the urge to grab
Xavier to comfort him. The two biggest obstacles were my new love, Brad,
and a young man who was escorting Xavier, hand-in-hand. I felt better
knowing that he had apparently found someone new to love just like I had.
BRAD
The funeral for the Xaviers was a solemn and emotional affair for Eddie. I
could feel him tense up when he saw his former beau sitting in the front of
the church with a new companion. This idea of not contacting them after
the service didn't make any sense to me but it was their decision. When we
got back home, Eddie and I headed to his room to change. I could feel the
sorrow and exhaustion radiating from him so when were finished I suggested
a nap. With T-shirts and shorts on, we put on the radio, closed the
curtains, and snuggled with each other. I couldn't manage to drop off but
Eddie was asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow. As I lay there
listening to his rhythmic breathing, my cell beeped and I grabbed it
immediately. My heart skipped a beat and my pulse raced. The voice mail
was from Donny and I struggled to decided if I should respond to it or not.
After saving the message, I decided I could always check it later when I
had some privacy since Eddie knew nothing about Donny.
DONNY
I saw someone today that I haven't thought about in a couple of years. My
family moved away just after I turned 9 years old leaving my heart broken.
It couldn't have happened at a worse time than the very moment I fall in
love with Brad. Recently as puberty kicked in, I began to experience
strange feelings for him until I realized that it was love. We hadn't seen
each other in almost 7 years but I still found my dreams centered around
images of him. In the last six months, we moved back to our old hometown
due to a change in Dad's job and a need for Mom to be closer to a specialty
hospital for her rheumatoid arthritis. I was walking past a huge church
when I noticed two hearses pull in front. Stopping out of respect, I
watched as two caskets were carried into the sanctuary followed by what
must have been the immediate family. Near the tail end of the procession,
my eyes bugged out as I saw my former crush, Brad, walking hand-in-hand
with a stocky young man with green eyes and dark hair. This was obviously
someone he was dating. Approaching the doors with the last of the
mourners, I saw the service was for the Xavier family, Isaac and Rachel. I
have no idea about who this person is since I knew Xavier before he
disappeared. Rumor had it that his grandparents found out he was gay and
kicked him out of the house. Later in the evening, I phoned Brad's house
to talk with him only to discover he was staying with a friend. His mother
remembered me and gave me his cell number so I placed a quick call after
spending a couple of hours arguing with myself. It went to voice mail and
I rushed through it and hung up. I guess I will have to wait until
tomorrow.
DEVIN
I cannot believe what I just saw at the church. As an altar boy, one of my
responsibilities was to serve at funerals. While I was escorting the
priest to the altar, I spotted Brad seated near the rear of the church with
that little fag, Eddie. He had a real reputation at school for being a
real cock whore but why was Brad with him. I know he had been tutoring the
kid due to some secret medical reason. That excuse did not explain why he
was attending a funeral with him and, if I wasn't mistaken, holding his
hand like a boyfriend. Brad swore that he liked girls and still dated one
of the cheerleaders, as far as I knew. Could I have been mistaken or was
he lying to me the entire time. It was a potential problem since
homosexuality is so abhorrent. He better have legitimate reason for this
or I will expose his dirty little secret
BRAD
I woke up to find Eddie curled up shivering and whimpering in his sleep.
He had somehow rolled away from me after we dozed off and was now having a
bad dream. Leaning over, I kissed him and stroked his hair until he calmed
down. Taking a quick trip to the bathroom, I returned to see he had
flipped onto his back and was breathing calmly. Grinning wickedly, I
stripped off my clothes and crawled slowly up the bed. Starting at his
toes, I lightly kissed and nuzzled them causing little moans and twitches
in his legs. Eddie looked so innocent as I worked my tongue up his shin,
stopping to nibble his tiny kneecap. My actions must have been working
since I could see his shorts swelling. Continuing my journey, I moved up
his thigh past his underwear to reach his navel. He was very sensitive
around his belly button so I exploited it by trailing my tongue in
concentric circles. His body shivered and twitched as he moaned louder and
louder. I smiled as I moved to his left nipples while tweaking the other
with my hand. By this time, I was fairly certain that he was awake but I
played along. He was moving and groaning as my lips reached his neck and
traveled to his right ear. With my right hand, I started to stroke his
swollen dick through his shorts eliciting an even louder noise than before.
Deciding to end this "Sleeping Beauty" charade, I squeezed his package hard
and kissed him fully on the lips. Eddie's eyes opened as he tried to yell
but could only return my deep kiss. I forced my tongue in between his soft
lips as I pushed his shorts down with my free hand. His dripping tool
sprang free as the restraint was removed from his body. Moaning into my
mouth, I shifted his legs over my thighs positioning my slick cock in just
the right position. Teasing his hole with the head, he broke our lip lock
and begged me to fill him. With one hand holding myself steady, I slowly
exerted pressure and slipped inside his fiery depths. He moaned and pushed
back as every inch filled him completely. Eddie's eyes were overflowing
with love and desire as I bottomed out and twisted my dick. Deciding to
make this a long, slow session, I set a gentle pace of thrusts making sure
to scratch that special itch that I knew Eddie had. It felt so wonderful
to be share this moment with him as he moaned and pleaded for more. Soon
between my actions and his back thrusts, we were both covered in a smooth
sheen of sweat. Each time we made love it was so full of passion that we
never wanted it to end. As I increased my pace, I was hearing more moaning
from Eddie in between kisses. He kept pulling me deeper with his legs and
forcing himself harder onto my cock. With the added stimulation from my
partner, I begin to feel my climax nearing. Taking my right hand, I start
to stroke Eddie's throbbing rod in time with my thrusts, which makes him
even louder. He's soon begging me to stop or he'll lose his load but,
being in a devilish mood, I move my hand even faster. After a few more
minutes of this action, he rewarded me by covering his chest with a thick,
creamy load of cum. Six shots made his ass clench my dick so strongly that
I shot shortly after he did. As my last spurt left me, I collapsed in a
sticky mess onto my young lover. We lay in that position until our
breathing slowed then we headed to his bathroom to clean and dress. His
parents were taking us to a nice dinner once we made it downstairs.
Eddie's father looked at me and then smiled a "I heard what happened" type
of smile, causing me to blush. We gathered our coats and left for our
meal.
EDDIE
Brad made love to me after the funeral we attended for Xavier's
grandparents. It was loving and passionate but part of me felt guilty for
being so wanton on such a somber day. We knew we needed the intimacy and
it really was extremely enjoyable. Afterwards, we headed to the shower and
dressed for our dinner with my parents. I was smiling like a fool when we
came down to find my father grinning at me. Brad blushed deeply after he
and Dad looked at each other. Don't know what happened between them but
I'm so dense that I must have missed it. Our meal was enjoyable as we
talked about the rest of the school year and Brad's future plans. He told
my parents that he had applied to several universities but was hoping to
attend Massachusetts Institute of Technology. Being the son of an
electrical engineer, he grew up learning how to build and repair all sorts
of electrical equipment. His ultimate goal was to build and design the
next generation of computers. Inside, I felt horrible since Boston was so
far away from Chicago and there was already a 2 year age difference.
Certainly, he would find someone else while he was away and I would go back
to being alone and miserable. Smiling to hide my anxiety, I picked at my
food and then had to rush to finish before we went for ice cream. Once
back at the house, I excused myself and ran to the bathroom and started
crying. A few seconds later, I heard a gentle knock on the door before it
opened to reveal Brad peeking inside.
"Are you okay?" he asked. "You didn't really touch your dinner and looked
miserable as we had our sundaes."
He was standing in front of me as I perched on the toilet seat. Throwing
my arms around his waist, I blurted out everything I was fearing about him
going away and how bad I would feel. My tears fell faster than a waterfall
as I struggled to get it all out in one breath. Brad stood there until I
calmed down enough for him to lift me up by the shoulders so I could face
him. With his hands on my jaw, he kissed me tenderly and promised that if
that ever happened he would tell me before anything started in Boston.
Wiping away my tears, he also swore that, since he had never felt this way
about anyone before me, he was pretty sure that I was his forever. He took
a damp wash cloth and cleaned my face before we said our good nights and
headed to bed. At that moment, I knew what true love was really about and
felt secure in my relationship with Brad.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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