Date: Mon, 30 Nov 1998 18:07:31 PST
From: David Randolph <author_up@hotmail.com>
Subject: Re: Life of Brad B/b oral Chapter 10

Life of Brad   B/b  B/B

Chapter 10

Steve and I had had sex.  It seemed incredible to me that the most popular
guy in the entire school was bi-sexual and wanted me.  After we had sex
that night, Steve took me home and begged me not to tell anyone what we had
done.  I told him I would not tell anyone if we would do it again real
soon.  He kissed me goodnight in our driveway, and I went inside my home,
knowing now that guy sex was 1000 times better than sex with a girl.

My parents were still up watching TV when I got home.  I went into the
family room and they wanted to know how the party was.  I told them it was
okay, but Steve and I left early and he drove me home.  I think my rents
were checking me to see if I had been drinking.  I sat with them and talked
for a while before I went to bed.  That night I was in my bed, thinking how
cool Steve was and how great it was to have sex with him. My main concern
was Todd.  Should I tell him?  I fell asleep before I decided what to tell
Todd.

The next day was Saturday, and Todd came over early to hang out with me.  I
was still asleep when he came over and mom told him to wake me up.  I woke
up with a mouth on my dick.  There is no better alarm clock than a warm
mouth.  I woke up in time to watch Todd eat my morning load.  He sucked me
soft and came up and kissed me good morning.  I made sure the door was
locked before I undressed Todd and started kissing him.  My mouth found his
hard dick and inhaled it.  I sometimes teased Todd by calling him "Quick
Draw" because he always seemed to cum real fast.  I got a nice load of his
thick boy cream and ate it all.

I went to the bathroom that separated my room from the guest room and
drained my pee pee.  Todd came in to watch, and he held my dick as I
emptied my bladder.  It felt neat to have him hold my dick that way.  Then
Todd asked me about the party.  He knew that only guys on the football team
and their dates were invited.  The cheerleaders were invited too, and he
wanted to know if I had had sex with anyone.  I told him about Melissa and
Stephanie.  I saw hurt in his eyes.

"I gotta keep up my image, dude" I said.

I decided not to tell him about the sex with Steve.  We went down for
breakfast, and just talked about junk with my parents.  Mom and dad both
liked Todd and he knew he was always welcome in our home.  Todd and I went
outside to shoot baskets, and he asked me if Steve was at the party.  I was
afraid to tell Todd the truth.  I sure didn't want to hurt him.  I told
Todd that Steve was there with Amy and they broke up at the party.  Then
Todd shocked me by saying, "Well maybe there's a chance for me with him
now."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, I think he is hot, and I would sure like to fool around with him"
Todd said as he grabbed the basketball from me.

I filed away Todd's interest, and tried to focus on the game of one-on-one
that we were playing.  He beat me real good and told me I owed him a
blowjob and fuck for losing.  I laughed and told him he could have that if
he won or lost.  We didn't finish the next game before Steve came over.
Now things were gonna be difficult for me.  Mom and dad left to do some
shopping, and it was just the three of us shooting baskets.  We decided to
get something to drink and went in the house.  We ended up in my room to
surf the net, with Todd on the keyboard.  Todd got on the internet and was
in a teen chatroom when Steve leaned over his shoulder and hit the
favorites channel box and found a gay channel there.  Steve didn't say
anything, but he clicked on the gay channel and joined it.

Todd started to object, mainly because he was embarrassed, but Steve
started typing in the channel for anyone who wanted to talk to three horny
guys.  The chats poured in.  Todd leaned back and looked right at Steve's
face, and Steve leaned down and kissed him.  I don't know who was more
shocked, me or Todd.  Todd melted, and Steve went for the meat.  He pulled
Todd up off the chair and pushed him back on the bed, their lips locked.
Steve was rubbing Todd's crotch, and I just watched.  It didn't take Steve
long to have Todd's dick out of his jeans.  I watched as Steve sucked
Todd's dick until Todd blew a load in his mouth.

"Are you guys gonna include me in this orgy, or do you want me to leave?" I
asked.

They both laughed and undressed.  I decided to strip too, and we ended up
on my bed, with Todd sucking Steve, and Steve sucking me.  It was the start
of a very special friendship for the three of us.  It didn't take long for
Steve to fuck Todd in the ass, with me shoving my dick in Steve's ass at
the same time.  I saw some real heavy vibes between Steve and Todd and it
kinda made me jealous.  Somehow I knew that they were meant for each other.
Todd had always wanted me to pledge my love for him and no one else, but I
could never do that.  The only guy I had ever pledged my love to was Tommy,
and I lost him.  I didn't want to lose Todd or Steve.  That Saturday
morning, a lot of sperm shot from one guy to another.  We were a threesome,
and I loved it.

Steve had guessed that Todd and I had been having sex, and he decided to
take the initiative.  Todd loved it.  Steve was searching for his sexual
identity, and Todd and I were there to help him sort things out.  We really
bonded that day.

Saturday night my parents and I were going to visit Uncle Ben and Aunt
Penny.  Steve asked Todd to come over to his house, and I felt jealous.
The visit to my aunt and uncle went okay, but Kevin was not home.  He was
on a date with Melanie Sanders.  All the time I was there I was wondering
what Steve and Todd were doing.  I was really jealous.

The next time I saw Todd was in school on Monday.  He seemed exceptionally
happy, but I was a shithead with him.  Todd knew I was upset and tried to
talk to me.  I felt like I was losing him and Steve at the same time.
After practice, Steve came up to me and said he wanted to talk to me in
private.  He could sense that I was upset.

"Relax, Brad, Todd and I just hung out together."

"Bullshit" I said.

Steve knew that I was pissed, and he told me that he loved me and that he
and Todd seemed to really hit it off great.  Steve said he wanted both me
and Todd to be his special friends, and that the three-way sex was awesome.
After practice, Steve drove me home, and Todd was there waiting for us.  I
felt like I was not wanted, but both of them took me to my room and
undressed me.  They got me on my bed and started making love to me.  It was
different.  Both of them kissing me and licking me all over.  I was the
center of their attention as they sucked on my nipples and started working
on my dick.  Both of their mouths were on my private areas, and I was in
heaven.  They licked me front and back and used their mouths to make me
cum.  They both shared my load as I watched their mouths get me off.

Todd and Steve stood up and undressed, and asked me what I wanted next.  I
told them that I wanted them to fuck me in the ass and mouth.  It took them
about 2 seconds to grant me my wish.  I had Todd in my mouth and Steve was
licking my ass to get me ready for his big dick.  Todd gave him the lube
and I felt Steve's fingers inside my ass.  I groaned as Steve entered my
ass, and I deep throated Todd's dick.  They were making a Brad sandwich, by
fucking me at both ends.  Todd came first, and I ate all of his cream.
Steve blasted a big wad in my ass, and I loved it.

I told them that I wanted to watch them 69, and Steve headed for the
bathroom to wash his dick.  When he got back, Todd was ready and I watched
them eat each other.  I knew that these guys were a match.  They loved each
other and it showed.  At first I was jealous, but I got over it.  I was
especially happy for Todd.  He was now accepted in the school, and he had
more friends.  They ate each other's loads that day, as I watched them and
knew that they were in love.

It was about the middle of the football season, and I was getting better
with every game.  In our sixth game, Steve twisted his ankle and I was put
in as the tailback.  I had my best game of the year, scoring 4 touchdowns
on rushing of 258 yards, and got two more touchdowns on passes.  We kicked
Lansing East by a score of 56-14.  We even scored on our trick play, where
I took the pitch out and ran left, then threw a pass to Mark Woodson, our
other wide receiver.  He went all the way for a touchdown.  We had a deal
with the coach that we could run one special team play each game whenever
we wanted to.  It was awesome.  My parents went to every game, whether it
was at home or away.  Most of the home games, Uncle Ben and Aunt Penny were
there to watch.  I got a lot of recognition in school, and things were
going great for me.

It was a Wednesday evening when I got a phone call from Tom Phelps.  He
asked if he could come over and talk to me.  Tom and I had been friends
since our fight, and he seemed very upset when he called me.  When Tom got
there, we had just finished dinner, and Tom and I went outside to talk.

"Brad, I have something really personal to talk to you about" Tom said.
"Now I hope you don't freak out on me, but I know that you are bisexual,
and I need your help.  Steve and are real close friends, and he said you
might be able to help me."

"I had been outed!  Steve had told Tom that I was into guy sex, and now the
whole school would know!  I felt sick and was ready to hurl."

"Brad, my brother, Tyler tried to kill himself last night.  He says he is
gay, and he can't accept that our family will still love him.  I know I
have shocked you by coming to you about this, and telling you that I know
you are bi, but I am begging you to help me and my brother.  I love Tyler,
no matter what he does, or his sexual orientation.  He feels that no one
will ever accept him, and he says he will take pills again to kill
himself."

Tom's words brought back the memories of me trying suicide.  Maybe my
reasons were different, but I had tried to end my life to avoid dealing
with reality.  Tom's eyes were filled with tears as I looked at this big
offensive lineman, begging me to help him.

"What can I do, Tom?"

"Please come home with me and talk to him.  He feels like he is the only
gay guy in the world.  My parents told him that they loved him no matter
what his sexual orientation is, but he feels like he is alone.  Please talk
to him.  Just let him know that he is still loved and that there are other
guys who like guys too.  My parents asked me if there was any guy that
could talk to Tyler about being gay or into guys."

My head reeled as I thought that I had been outed. At first I wanted to
kill Steve.  He had betrayed me.  I was fucked.

"Brad, Steve and I have been close friends for a long time.  I have known
for a long time that he is bi, and I have always stayed as his friend.  He
tried to call you before I called you, but there was no answer at your
house.  Steve knows that you are a great guy, and he said that he knew you
would help me.  I am begging you."

The tears were flowing down Tom's face.  I knew he was being honest with
me.  I decided to try and help him.  I asked my parents if I could go with
Tom for a while, and they said yes.  We got in Tom's car and he looked at
me and smiled.

"Brad, you don't know how much this means to me."

"Tom, you and I have been friends for a while now, and I hope I can trust
you.  I feel betrayed by Steve telling you personal stuff about me, but I
will try to do what I can."

Tom drove us to his home.  It was a big home in a very wealthy subdivision.
We entered the house and I was met by Tom's parents.  Tom introduced me,
and his parents seemed surprised that I was the one to talk about gay sex
with Tyler.  They had watched me play in the football games, and never
expected Tom to bring me home to help them with Tyler.  Mr. Phelps shook my
hand and asked to talk to me alone.

I was very uneasy talking to Tom's dad.  He took me into his office and
asked me to sit down.

"My son, Tyler is gay.  I love him no matter what.  He can't seem to accept
that his parents still love him, and he tried to kill himself last night.
We are afraid he will try suicide again if we don't give him some help.  He
has been seeing a counselor for about six months, but it didn't help.  I
know you are afraid.  Please help us save our son."

My mind was totally fucked up. Now Tom's parents knew I was into guy sex,
and they wanted me to help them.  I had never met Tyler, even though we
went to the same school.

"Mr. Phelps, I don't know what to say.  This is all making my mind blank
out right now.  I feel like running away and hiding.  I don't know what I
can do right now" I said.

"Just talk to him, please.  That is all I can ask of you, and I will never
tell anyone anything personal about you.  We need your help to save our
son."

I agreed to talk to Tyler.  I was scared.  I was more than scared, I was
thinking about Tommy and the rape, and I was ready to cry.

Mr. Phelps took me back into the living room and Tom took me upstairs to
Tyler's room.  Tom knocked on the door, and opened it.  It was then that I
met my true love.  I saw a guy who was broken.  He was pale and shaking,
but he was drop dead cute.  When Tyler's eyes met mine, sparks flew.  I saw
a guy who was not only gorgeous, but a guy who needed me.  Tom introduced
us and left the room, closing the door.

"So you are here to heal my brain" Tyler said.

"No, I am here because I am a friend of your brother's."

"Just leave me alone.  I don't need another person to lie to me and tell me
that they think I am okay because I am gay" he said.

"I won't lie to you.  I'm not gay, but I am bi, and I know how guy sex can
be real love" I said.

Tyler looked at me, and when our eyes met, I knew I had found someone
special in my life.  All the guy sex I had experienced had prepared me for
finding my true love, and he was right here in front of me now.  His eyes
locked on mine, and he knew I was being honest with him.  The eye contact
lasted a long time.  Tyler realized that I was being honest with him.  He
asked me to sit down on his bed.

I sat next to him and reached out and hugged him.  Tyler melted.  He
started sobbing, and telling me all about his life and how he had tried to
suppress his desires for guys.  He had been caught at the mall with a guy
sucking his dick in a bathroom, and that is why he tried to kill himself.
The mall security officer knew Tyler's dad and called him instead of
calling the police.  Tyler told me everything.  He had been attracted to
guys since he was 10, and now he was 15.

I held him close and he kept sobbing.  I ran my fingers through his blonde
hair and just listened.  My mind was now racing with thoughts of Derek at
Camp Eagle, Todd, and Steve.  All of my sexual experience had prepared me
for this.  To meet a guy who needed love, and was in need of understanding.

"Tyler, you are okay.  You don't have to change.  You can just be yourself,
and people will love you" I said.

He looked up at me and our eyes locked again.  He knew I was being honest
with him.  I don't know why, but I just knew he was meant for me.  I leaned
forward and kissed his mouth.  At first he held back, and then he kissed me
passionately.  We fell back on the bed and made out.  His hands roamed all
over my body, and I felt better than any time I had ever been intimate with
another person.  We started undressing each other, and soon were nude on
his bed.  Our mouths went to work on each other.  Nipples were kissed and
sucked, navels were licked, and we ended up in a 69 position.  We sucked
each other and ate cum.  This was real love.  All the other sex I had
experienced was sex.  This was different.

After we had sucked each other off, Tyler looked at me and pulled me close.
His eyes met mine.  We kissed.  He poured out his heart to me telling me
all about his desires and his frustrations with society.  It was like he
was describing my own life and desires.  We were in the room for over two
hours before we decided to go downstairs.  Tom and his parents looked up at
us as we walked down the stairs.  They saw the look of peace in their son's
eyes and they started to cry.  I was now a member of the Phelps family.
Everyone hoped that Tyler would be okay now, and I knew that I had found my
true love.

Ty and I spent a great deal of time together.  He met Todd and Steve, and
knew that they were in love.  I had never loved anyone like I loved Tyler.
He was everything that I ever wanted in a lover.  I introduced him to my
parents, and we became like brothers.  We slept over all the time.  Both
sets of parents accepted us as best friends.  It was about a week later
that Tyler and I had anal sex.  It was awesome.  His dick was about 5 3/4
inches long, with blonde pubes.  He fucked me many times, and I loved the
intimacy we shared.  He loved my 7-inch dick and sucked me or begged me to
fuck him every night we were together.  Tyler kept telling me that he loved
me and wanted to be with me for the rest of his life.  I had never loved
anyone since I had lost Tommy.  I was afraid that if I told Ty that I loved
him, something would happen, and I would lose him like I did Tommy.

I don't think my parents suspected anything, but after a football party, my
dad wanted to have "THE TALK" with me.  Dad suspected that I was sexually
active.  I guess after my outburst about fucking the babysitter he knew.
Now most guys dread their dad talking to them about sex, but my dad and I
were very close.  He took me out for dinner at McDonalds and we went off to
a place inside where we could talk in private.  He brought up the subject
of safe sex, and told me that he knew I was sexually active.  It was
actually easy for me to talk to my dad.  He just asked me to use protection
when I had sex, so that he was not sleeping with a grandma.

I choked on my Big Mac when he said that, and started to laugh.  I told my
dad that we had sex education in 8th grade, and I had been using condoms
for any sex that I had done.  I told him that condoms were supplied in the
school for free.  It was then that my dad opened up to me.

"Brad, we love you.  Our love for you is unconditional.  We don't care if
you are a virgin, bisexual or gay, we will always love you."

Dad's words hit me hard.  "Did he suspect that I was bisexual?" I asked
myself.  I saw true love in my dad's eyes.  It was a very special day for
him and me, having a very difficult talk for most fathers and sons.  I
really enjoyed the discussion that most guys would freak out about having
with their dad.  My dad was different and I loved him.

Tyler and I were in love.  It was a Friday after football practice when we
were alone in my room.  Our team was 8-0, and hoping to get into the state
championship playoffs for Class A teams.  We had a week off with no
football game, and my parents were going to our cottage for a weekend
alone.  Tyler was waiting for me after practice and we walked to my house,
planning for a hot weekend of sex.  We went to my room and blew each other.
It was great having sex with him.  His whole life had changed when he knew
that he could be gay and not feel alone.  We had just finished fucking each
other, when we heard the doorbell ringing.  We got dressed fast and went to
the door.

Steve and Todd came in.  They seemed nervous at first.  Even though I was
in love with Ty, I had continued to have sex with Todd and Steve whenever
we got a chance.  I was not a whore, but I sure liked sex with both of
them.  As soon as they got inside and we sat down in the family room, I
knew something was up.  It was Steve that started talking.

"Brad, we have something to say to you.  We don't want you to be mad at us,
but Todd and I are in love.  We want to still be buds, but we want to
pledge ourselves to each other, and we want you to be the first to know."

I was not surprised.  I had seen the sparks in their eyes the first time we
had three way sex.  In a way, it was a relief to me.  It was then that I
decided to say something that my heart had been telling me to say for a
long time.

"I'm glad you guys have each other, and I am very happy for you.  Now I
have something to say to Tyler, and I want you guys to hear it."

I turned to Tyler, looked into his blue eyes, and said, "Tyler Phelps, I
love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life loving you.  You are
everything I could ever want in a lover, and I pledge myself to you
forever."

Todd and Steve seemed relieved, while Ty started sobbing.  He was overcome
with emotions as he heard me proclaim my love for him to Todd and Steve.
Both couples hugged and kissed as we celebrated our expression of love and
commitment.  Ty was hugging me and kissing me and telling me how happy he
was when the phone rang.

"Hello" I said.

"Is Brad there?" I heard a voice that sounded familiar, but I could not
place it.

"This is Brad".

"Brad, this is Tommy.  I'm in big trouble and need your help."

"TOMMY, I SCREAMED, YOU'RE ALIVE!"
 
I heard my cousin's voice for the first time in almost two years.  All the
past that I had tried to repress slammed into my face.

"Tommy, where are you?  I love you!  Please come home!"

"Brad, I'm strung out on heroin, and I'm a street prostitute.  I don't know
if anyone would want me the way I am now."

"Tommy, I love you and the whole family wants you back home.  Where are
you?"

"I can't talk now.  I'm calling from a phone booth in North Chicago.  This
guy that I work for is onto me and I think he is gonna kill me.  If he sees
me using the phone I am dead.  I will call you tomorrow night about 9 p.m.
Please help me or Hawke will kill me."

The phone went dead.  I was numb.  Steve and Todd and Tyler just looked at
me.  They could see in my eyes that I was totally wasted.  Steve came over
to me and hugged me.  I broke down and began sobbing.

"Who is Tommy?" he asked.

"Jeezus Brad, was that your cousin who called?" Todd asked.

It was hard for me to speak.  Tyler was hugging me and so was Steve.  Todd
came over and sat on the floor between my legs.  It was Todd that started
talking.

"Brad, I have always known that you were hiding something from me and
yourself.  It has to do with Tommy.  It is time for you to be honest with
yourself and let us help you."

I broke down.  All the memories of Tommy and Kevin, the rape, Tommy running
away,........  It was too much for me.  It was Steve that got through to
me.

"Brad, no matter what has happened in the past, you know you have three
guys here right now that love you not matter what.  Tell us what is going
on so we can help you."

It took me a while to stop sobbing.  I finally told someone what had
happened to me.  I had been raped.  Tommy had been raped.  Kevin had been
raped.  I was telling my best friends secrets that I had promised to never
tell.  But Tommy was alive!  I had to do something.

"You gotta call your dad.  You have to tell him everything.  It sounds like
Tommy is in big trouble, and you have to help him."

It was Steve telling me what I had to do.  I had to open up for the first
time since my rape.  Tyler hugged me and told me that he would be with me
to help me.  I decided I had to do it.  I grabbed the phone and called the
cottage.

Dad answered the phone.  He had just come home from town and mom was out
shopping with a friend.

"Dad, you gotta come home quick.  Tommy is alive!  He called me and said
some guy is gonna kill him!  Please dad, come home fast."

"TOMMY IS ALIVE?" dad screamed.  "I'm on my way home.  Are you okay?  Is
someone there with you?"

"I'm okay dad, Steve, Todd and Tyler are here with me, but we gotta talk
about some stuff I have never told you, and you might be mad when you hear
it" I said.

"You just hang on, I'll be there in about 30 minutes, and remember that my
love for you is unconditional" dad said.

Back in Chicago, Tommy went on his date with an older man.  He had the
address and he knew the guy wanted oral and anal sex with him.  Tommy was
expected to come back with $300, or he would not get his shot of heroin.
He knew that Hawke had guys watching him, so he made another call on the
pay phone and told Hawke that he had lost the address of his date.  Hawke
was pissed and gave Tommy the address again.  Hawke had been suspicious of
Tommy.  It seemed that after he had a boy for a while, they looked for
another source for the heroin, and he did not want to lose a boy that
brought him a lot of money.  Hawke had other plans.

Tommy had been a prostitute for almost two years, and he had seen other
guys try to break away from Hawke.  A couple of them had just disappeared.
Mitch, one of the older guys in Hawke's harem of boys had told Tommy that
Hawke would sell guys he thought were ready to run to a group of men who
wanted to film snuff movies.  Tommy didn't know what a snuff movie was
until Mitch told him it was one where men would use the boy and then kill
him while they video taped the murder.  He said that Hawke got major bucks
for giving them a boy for a snuff movie.

Mitch had been the only guy that Tommy had ever been friends with.  Mitch
had taught Tommy to trust no one, and not to fall in love with any of the
other guys who worked for Hawke, because they might be gone the next day.
Mitch had disappeared about two weeks ago, right after he told Tommy that
Hawke was watching him and Tommy, and seemed pissed at both of them.

Tommy was sure he was next to disappear.  He was afraid to call back to
Michigan.  All the thoughts of what his father had done to him and his
cousins made Tommy feel that no one would want him back or help him.  It
was desperation that brought him to call Brad.  It was luck that Brad had
answered the phone.  Now he had to figure out how to survive.

At the same time, Jack Redmann, the private detective working to find Tommy
had found a few leads.  He had traced the route of I 96 and had been
searching in every town for Tommy.  He had learned of a boy prostitution
ring in Chicago, run by someone named Hawk or Hawke, but he and the FBI had
been unsuccessful in locating the ringleader, or knowing that Tommy was
included.  He was still working on the case full time, with the FBI
cooperating on his investigation.

Tom Martin left the cottage without leaving any note for his wife.  His car
raced down the highway toward his home and the son that he loved more than
anything in the world.  While he was driving, he used his car phone to call
Jack Redmann, and asked him to meet him at our house.  Dad got home in
about 20 minutes without getting a ticket for his excessive speed.  He ran
into the house and saw his son on the couch with Tyler.

"If you're gonna be okay now Brad, we will leave" Steve said.

"Please don't leave me now" I said.

"You have Ty with you.  We will be at Steve's house if you need us.  Please
call us and let us know how things went" Todd said.

Tom Martin sat next to his son and asked him where Tommy was, and what he
had to tell him that was so important, more important than knowing that
Tommy was alive.  He saw tears flowing down my cheeks, and I was shaking
all over.

"Do you think Tyler should leave us alone so we can talk?" dad asked.

I choked back the tears and told dad "What I have to tell you includes Ty,
dad, so I need him to stay."

Dad sat next to me and waited for me to start talking.  I took a deep
breath and started.

"Dad I have been living with a big lie.  Something happened that I could
not tell you about.  It has to do with Tommy running away and the real
reason I tried suicide.  You better get yourself a big drink.  I think I
need one too."

I was surprised to see dad go to the booze cabinet and get some scotch for
himself and pour some rum in a glass for me.  He went in the kitchen and I
heard him open the refrigerator.  He came back and handed me a rum and
coke, and sat down next to me.

"Tommy is a street prostitute in Chicago, and he is hooked on heroin.  He
ran away because of what Uncle Dave did to us."

The words hit dad hard.  "What Uncle Dave did to us."  Tom wondered what
his rotten brother had done to his son, and wondered who "us" was.

I tried to continue talking, but I choked up and started sobbing.  Dad and
Tyler hugged me and told me to take my time.

I couldn't sort things out.  I started talking again, but I was jumping
from one subject to another.  I was afraid to tell my dad, but I had to.  I
knew that any discussion of Uncle Dave would hurt dad.  But I had to tell
him.

"I'm bisexual, and Tyler is my lover."

There.  It was out.  I had told dad.  His eyes were soft as he looked at me
and Tyler.  Dad's words shocked me.

"We have suspected that you were bi for a long time son.  I told you before
that it didn't matter to us, and that your mom and I will always love you.
Now we will love Tyler even more than we did before."

Dad waited for me to calm down and asked, "What did you mean when you said
Uncle Dave did something to us?"

I tried to talk, but I was still sobbing.  I knew I couldn't stop, so I
tried to talk anyway.

"Uncle Dave.........."

"Uncle Dave, he......"

"Uncle Dave, he raped me."

"OH MY GOD!"

Then dad broke down and was sobbing.  His fucking brother had raped his
son.  All the hatred he held for his brother just exploded inside him.  He
was sorry his brother was dead.  If Dave were alive, he would kill him
himself.  Dad held me close and we cried together.  I finally continued
talking, and told him about Tommy and Kevin and I sucking each other and
being caught by Uncle Dave.

"Uncle Dave raped Tommy and Kevin too."

"JESUS CHRIST!" dad screamed.  "Does anyone else know this?"

I told dad about our blood oath not to tell anyone.  I told him about the
videos that Uncle Dave took.  I tried to tell dad everything I could
remember.  I drained the glass and asked for another one.  Dad said no.
"You just try to relax, son.  I need to call Ben."

"Dad, Kevin will hate me for telling you.  He made me promise not to tell.
He said he would kill himself if I ever told anyone.  That's why I tried
suicide.  I couldn't live with the lie.  I couldn't tell, and I couldn't
forget what happened."

Now dad understood for the first time the real reason I had tried to kill
myself.  Pangs of guilt gripped his body as he realized that his own
brother had almost cost him his only son.  He got up and grabbed the
portable phone.

"Penny, this is Tom.  Is Ben there?  It's very important."

"Hi Tom.  You sound upset.  Ben is right here.  Hang on.  BEN, it's Tom,
and he sounds very upset."

"Hi Bro, what's wrong?"

"Ben, TOMMY IS ALIVE!  He is in big trouble.  I have already called Jack
Redmann and he is on his way here.  Ben, Dave did something horrible to our
boys.  Please come over here now, and bring Kevin.  Don't tell him anything
until he gets here, please."

"Kevin is outside right now.  I'll grab him and be right there."

"Let me talk to Penny again."

"Hi Tom, what is going on?  Ben just ran outside to get Kevin.  Tell me
what is happening?"

"I need you to go to our cottage and pick up Peggy and bring her here.
Tommy is alive.  We have to help get him back.  There is a lot more, but I
don't want you to hear it until you get back here with Peg.  Please drive
carefully, but get back as soon as you can.""

"Okay, Tom.  I will hurry back."

Uncle Ben only lived about a half mile away, and his car pulled into the
driveway soon.  When Uncle Ben and Kevin came in the house, Kevin's eyes
locked on mine.  I started sobbing.  Instantly, Kevin knew the worst.  I
had broken my promise to him.  Dad introduced Tyler as my special friend.
Kevin's words echoed through the house.

"YOU FUCKING TOLD, DIDN'T YOU?  YOU ROTTEN FUCKER!  I HATE YOU!

His words cut right to my heart.  I still loved Kevin.  I was afraid of him
and what he might do to himself now.  Uncle Ben grabbed Kevin and looked
like he was going to slap him, but he just pushed Kevin down on a chair,
and told him to shut up.

"Tell me what happened, Tom.  What did Dave do to our boys?"

"He raped us.  He raped all three of us and video taped it" I screamed.

Dad handed his brother a glass of scotch.  Ben took a big drink and
listened as dad told the rest of the story.  Kevin sat there glaring at me.
Then he broke down and began sobbing.

"This is all my fault!  I am the one who made Brad try to kill himself,
because I refused to help him.  I have hated myself ever since then.  Right
now I want to die!" Kevin sobbed.  "I am the oldest, and I should have
stopped Uncle Dave or told you.  This is all my fault."

Uncle Ben hugged his son and began crying too.  Dave had raped his son!
How could his brother rape his nephews and his own son?

"There is more.  He did more than that to us" Kevin sobbed.  "He made Tommy
and me suck each other and fuck each other in the ass, and he taped it all.
He told us he was gonna sell the tape and make a fortune."

Everyone was shocked by hearing what other events happened that night.  I
remembered Uncle Dave taking Kevin out of the bathroom, but never knew
where they went or what had happened.

"Brad can you ever forgive me?" Kevin pleaded.

I got off the couch and went to Kevin and hugged him.

"I have always loved you, Kev.  You are my cousin, and I will always love
you.  Yes, I forgive you, but you didn't do anything to hurt me.  It was
Uncle Dave that did it, not you."

Kevin hugged me and we cried together. All the emotions of the past were
now surfacing.  Ty came over and hugged us both at the same time.  We held
each other, not realizing that our dads were hugging and crying too.

"Dad, I am bisexual" Kevin said.  "I have tried to deny it to myself, but I
can't anymore.  Tommy and Brad and I were having sex with each other, and I
loved it.  I have stuffed my feelings for too long.  Do you hate me?"

Uncle Ben went to his son and hugged him.  "No I don't hate you, I love
you.  I will always love you.  I guess I was always too busy to be close to
you and let you feel close enough to me to tell me what happened so I could
help you.  Now we have to put the pieces of this family together, and get
Tommy back home.

"Tommy is alive?" Kevin asked.

Dad then told Uncle Ben and Kevin about the phone call.  The doorbell rang,
and dad went for the door.  Jack Redmann entered as another car pulled into
the driveway.

"It's the FBI" Jack said.  "I called them as soon as you called me."

That night filled me with fear when I heard the discussions with the
private detective and the FBI.  We had to plan how to rescue Tommy.


To be continued in Chapter 11. Nightmare in Chicago


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