Date: Fri, 16 May 2003 09:05:55 -0700 From: Steve Thomas <s4d@hotmail.com> Subject: Dennys-Coming-Out, Ch. 4 This is a fictional story. It is based on many experiences and fantasies of the author. If you are really into graphic sex, it may not satisfy your purpose for coming here. If you like to hear of real love and real teen angst, with a little sex thrown in, you are in the right place. There may be some amount of graphic sex between males. If this is objectionable to you, or you are legally too young to be here, you are cordially invited to press your back button. >From Chapter 3: "Oh that's so nice dear. Well, we have plenty of room this weekend, so you can take either of Dennis's brothers' old rooms, but Thanksgiving I'm afraid you will have to bunk with Dennis." "That's okay, Mom, he can stay in my - " I started. "Thanks, Mrs. Miggs. Which room would be the least trouble for you?" "The least trouble would be my room," I said, "No need to dirty more sheets." "That's all right," Mom said, "No trouble at all! Garth can take Jack's old room." I was crestfallen. Once he saw the rooms, he asked if maybe it would be okay to take Bob's room instead. That was fine with my mom. When I got him away from her, I asked, "Why did you not wanna stay with me?" I didn't mind letting him know I was very disappointed! "Dude! Why do you suppose I took your other brother's room?" "Why?" "Because it has an adjoining bathroom with yours. Dude, I did not want to make anything obvious to your mom!" "Really?" I brightened immediately. "We can lock both doors and no one will know where we slept all night!" he said. JEEZ, Denny, I am surprised you didn't think of that before I did!" I did feel a little stupid! But mostly, I felt energized. Our first whole night together! Chapter 4 "So, Garth, is it? You and Dennis are roommates! Are you a Junior too?" "Yes sir. And so is our other roommate. " "Well, it's great that you have hit it off so well. Sometimes roommates can be quite a challenge." Dad added. "Yes," my mom said, "Dennis never really had any close friends in high school. It is so nice that he has you to be buddies with." Good grief! Does she have to say everything she's thinking! "Yes," Garth said, "Well, we have become quite close friends, Mrs, Miggs." I almost choked! "Garth is going to spend Thanksgiving with us. His family is in Kansas. I guess it's nice for you too, that you have found a friend in Dennis, Garth." "You don't know what it means to me. Thanks for all your hospitality." He winked and grinned at me! "What is your major, Garth?" My dad said. "Marine biology. I've always been fascinated by the sea." "Hmmm - - I guess you won't be going back to Kansas much. Last time I looked there was not a sea anywhere nearby." Dad said. "Dennis is going to be a teacher. Have you decided what you want to teach, son?" "Not exactly, Dad, probably something in the literary area. Maybe even some history. I don't know how I got into Western Civilization class -- bad counseling probably -- it's a class for mostly only history majors. But I love it!" "This is great food Mrs. Miggs! I never really liked enchiladas back in Kansas. Maybe because they were always so bland. Yours are so spicy -- even a little hot -- I am not used to that, but I think I like it!" "Hot, spicy foods are supposed to enhance your sexual performance." My dad said. I wanted to shrink down under the table! "You boys behave yourselves tonight! Hahahahahahaha!" OH -- MY -- GOD! I could feel my ears heating up, and I shot a glance at Garth. He was as red as a beet! My parents could be so tactless! I hoped they were as clueless as they were tactless! "I put an extra set of towels in the guest bathroom, Garth dear." Mom said. "That's okay, Mom, we are used to sharing a bathroom in our dorm." "Of course, dear but I thought - " "I'll move the towels to my bathroom later on." "Whatever you boys want." After dinner we excused ourselves to my room. We purposely left the door open. We played some computer games, then shut the door. I went into Garth's room and locked his door. When I turned around, he was right behind me. He trapped me by putting his hands on the door, around my head. We were eye to eye. Those green eyes! He smiled and they lit up like the Emerald City. "What" I asked, "does my wizard have up his sleeve tonight?" "Hey, this is your turf! Your choice!" "Well, let me say this -- your not in Kansas any more, Toto!" "You callin' me a dawg?" He said, a sly smile on his lips. "Not unless I have to be Dorothy! Who did Dorothy love the best?" "Toto?" "Bingo!" I said. "Get it?" "You're too much!" he said, and his lips met mine. After a long, passionate kiss, I said, "You're just right" and then added, "So why is it I can't ever get enough of you?" He pushed me back, wedging me between himself and the door. He ground his crotch into mine. The door frame made a loud cracking sound. We sprung away and both tripped and fell. He ended up half on the bed and I hit the floor with a loud thump! We heard the door handle wiggle, but it was locked. "You boys all right in there?" My dad hollered. "We're okay Dad!" I hollered back. "Just wrestling a little!" "Don't forget what I said," Dad continued, "about that hot spicy food! Hahahahahahaha!" We could hardly contain our mirth! We both stopped breathing for a moment. Long enough to just barely hear my dad say to my mom, "Heh! I guess he's making up for lost time, huh?" "Yes," My mom added, "he never had any friends to horseplay with before." After I almost shit a brick, Garth and I were about to split a gut, from trying to hold in the laughter. "Yes," Garth said, "Lets get on to some of that "Whore's play!" and he grabbed my crotch! I in turn got a firm hold on his nuts, through his pants! I twisted a little. He shrieked, then pleaded, "I give, I give!" Must have sounded like a wrestling match! "I know you will!" I whispered in his ear and then ran my tongue into it. He squirmed and giggled some more, and I felt his crotch flex, which of course initiated mine to do the same. "Where are we going to sleep tonight?" He asked. "Well, you can sleep in here, and I'll sleep in my room." "Yeah, right" he said and then he attacked me again. Well maybe "attacked" was a little strong. He took me in his arms and kissed me deep. I think every part of the front of our bodies was touching at once. "What say we start in here. Gotta mess up this little twin bed a little! Then we can shower and end up in your double bed." He threw me down on the bed and he lay down on top of me. I relaxed and so did he, so that our bodies almost melted together. There were only two parts that weren't relaxed, and - - - they were straining to be free. He rubbed mine and I involuntarily let out a low moan, and pushed back up into his groin. He answered my moan. His wonderful eyes were looking directly into mine. "Your eyes are like liquid gold!" he exclaimed! "I didn't know eyes came in that color! Man! I really do love you, Den!" He had been insisting on calling me "Den", and I took it from him, because I loved him so much. How was it possible to love someone so much -- so intensely after only four months? I wanted to say something about his eyes, but once again, I was too late. I remembered his hurt look when I ignored how excellent he looked for the big dance. "Goth, I have been meaning to tell you something." He got all serious. Maybe he was worried what I was going to say. "What is it, Den?" "Remember when we were getting dressed for the dance and both you and Randy remarked how great we all looked?" "Yeah?" "I thought I saw a look of disappointment on your face that I didn't respond." "Well, it's - " "Were you as disappointed as you looked?" "Well," "Tell the truth, now!" I scolded. "Well, yeah! But I could see you were feeling uncomfortable about something. "Goth, Babe, I was just getting ready to say something -- how dreamy you looked -- when both you and Randy beat me to the punch. After what you guys had said, mine was going to sound trite -- as if I only said it because you did. I felt like a piece of crap when I saw the hurt look on your face." "What didn't you tell me later on?" "I -- I don't know -- well, er -- maybe I DO know -- but - - " "Okay, now you have opened this up, Dude. What is it?" "Well, I was -- you know - - jealous, I guess." I looked away from his eyes, and my eyes got teary. "Jealous? -- of HER!" "Well - - yeah! All night long, you only danced the slow dances -- and you were dancing so close - " "That was her doing!" "Well, it -- it -- DAMN! I wanted so much to break in and - " "YOU wanted to dance with her?" "NO!! I wanted to be dancing with you!" "Oh!" He said. "Well it's not too late! And he got up and then pulled me up into his arms. He started humming "Unchained Melody" and we danced. When he was finished, he dipped me low and kissed me deep. I seriously had big tears in my eyes. "What's wrong, Den?" "Nothing," I said hoarsely through my tears, "Absolutely nothing!" I swallowed. "And something else -- well two things, really." "What?" He said tenderly. "Goth, I have a hard time expressing my feelings." "I noticed!" "Please, let me finish!" I pleaded. "That's just it. You are always so blustery -- and I LOVE that about you! But it often leaves me with nothing to say. `I love you, too' just doesn't carry the weight of saying it first -- you know?" "Yeah?" "Well, first of all, I love your green eyes, Babe! They almost make my insides turn to jello!" I took a deep breath. "and Even though I don't say it -- haven't said it -- Garth, I love you so damned much! I want you to know, I've only known you for four months, but - - - I don't know how I lived without you! Well, I didn't! That was not life! It was just surviving. I feel as if my life is -- is -- real now. It used to be counterfeit. Now it's real." "Wow!" He responded, tears in his eyes. "That's heavy, Dude! You're right. That's the first time you have told me. Maybe you don't know how to express yourself -- but -- when you do -- WOW! I FELT that! I wish I had your gift of words! I feel the same -- or nearly -- but I could never say it like you did." He looked deeply into my eyes. "Dude! Lets get a shower and go to bed, eh?" "You have a one tack mind," I said, "a regular Mr. Horny Butt!" He started to pick me up, but I protested. "Na-ah! My turn!" I picked him up and struggled into the bathroom. I was afraid I was going to drop him, but I didn't. I set him down outside the shower. I opened the door and started to pick him up again. "Uh," he started, "Lets not kill ourselves, huh?" He took my hand and led me into the shower. Then he just closed his eyes and spread his arms out -- ready to receive. I turned on the tap and when it was hot enough, I pushed him into it. He shivered a little. "Wow! You like it HOT, don't you?" "Is it too hot, sweetie?" "Naw! I'll get used to it." He kept his eyes closed. I soaped a wash cloth and washed his face first, being careful not to force any soap into his eyes. Next I rinsed his face. I washed his ears and then his back. HE moaned as I rubbed his back. I then reached around and washed his chest and abdomen, as I hugged him closely from the rear. It felt so good with then soap between us. I massaged his tits and stomach. He purred. AS I neared his pubic hair, he held his breath a moment, until I started washing in earnest, starting from the bottom. I firmly pulled up on his scrotum with the wash cloth, making sure it got all the way into the crevasses. Of course there was no need to be bothered with any wrinkles in his piece. It was standing proud and smooth! I stroked it with the wash cloth a few times, then grabbed it with my other hand and stroked it some more. He started to breath fast, so I stopped and kissed him. I rinsed him off, then washed his butt and legs. I knelt down and washed them from the back, at first. I ran the cloth -- and again my hand deeply up his butt crack. He moaned anew. I turned him and washed his legs, and as his dick was at my nose level, I took it in and just sucked -- not bobbing -- while I washed his feet and inner thighs. I heard him whisper, "Oh my god!" I took my mouth off him and stood up and put it on his mouth, while I rinsed him off. He was still closed-eyed, and smiling dreamily. When I was finished, he wrapped his arms -- his BODY -- around mine and just held me close for a few moments, while he just breathed deep. Then he opened his eyes, pulled me into them, and took the cloth from me. He pretty much aped everything I did. I was SURE he was going to make me cum, but he didn't. We toweled each other off. He turned off the water, and the bathroom light and we floated into my room and onto my bed. We got under the covers and cuddled for a long time. I was afraid we were going to fall asleep, but we didn't. We kissed and caressed each other's bodies all over. When he least expected it, I took him into my mouth and slowly worked him up to his height. He begged me to go faster, but I refused. When I could tell his time was upon him, I put my hand on it, and used both my hand and my mouth to finish up, squeezing it with every upstroke. He could not make any noise, of course, but he gasped and swallowed and nearly choked until he was finished with his orgasm. I swallowed most of it. I was getting pretty good at that by now. He pulled me up to his mouth. Some of his spunk was still in my mouth. I was afraid he wound be grossed out, so I turned my head. He still had not taken any of mine, after that one time that he was so disgusted. He turned my face back and thrust his tongue into my mouth. "MMMMmmmm. Not too bad." He said. I threw my arms around him. I could not think of anything that was more satisfying to me than to make my lover so happy. I kissed him deeply and long. When I let him go, he went limp. I raised up and away and noticed. He was sound asleep! I was in heaven. I fell asleep next to him, spooning my back into his front. I Dreamed. I dreamed and I dreamed. One after another. I can only remember the last, but they all were very nice -- or made me feel very nice. I was on a boat. At first I was by myself, but then I was aware that someone else was with me. This didn't surprise me, because I knew it was a dream. I looked over and it was my brother Bob. Something looked strange about him. Then I noticed -- it was his eyes. They were deep green! Bob had brown eyes! I looked deeper into his eyes and, lo and behold, it wasn't Bob at all. It was Garth! He kissed me and then he was gone, leaving me feel in a state of love. It seemed like my dick was masturbating all by itself. I wasn't touching it, yet I could feel the foreskin go up and down and up and down, and my tension was growing with each stroke. I just lay there, knowing this was a dream, willing myself to stay asleep to get to the end of the dream. I can remember wondering if it was going to end in a wet dream, but was not worried. As the feeling built and built, it was as if it was taking hours -- days -- and it just felt better and better. Finally when I blew, My eyes popped open. I know that Garth was sleeping with me, but I looked and he wasn't there, but I felt surge after surge of orgasm wash over me. Them I finally woke up enough to realize where Garth was. He was under the covers, doing me! And he swallowed every drop! He came back up when he was finished. It was dark, but he looked into my eyes. I could see green reflected from the night-light. Then he said, "No, not bad at all!" I looked at the clock. It read 2:30. I fell asleep quickly. I woke up and the light was starting to grow in my room. I lay there for about 3 minutes, remembering last night, with a smile on my face. We were both under the covers, but not touching. One of my hands was under my pillow. I lay the other gently on Garth's hip. He remained asleep. KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK! My dad poked his head in the door and saw us. "OH!" he said and quickly closed the door. I soon heard my parents seeming to argue. I crept out of bed and slightly opened the door (which I was sure I had locked the night before!) I heard my mom say, "SHHHH! Of COURSE they slept together! Did you ever have a friend over and sleep in separate rooms. How could they talk if they were not in the same room??" "But - - " my dad protested, "They were both in the bed and with the covers on both of them!" "So it got cold last night!" Mom said. I wouldn't have been surprised to see them spooning like a couple of kids! Get over it!" I heard someone coming down the hall. I remembered we were both nude. I quickly and quietly closed the door and ran for the bathroom, noticing as I closed the door, I had left Garth uncovered! KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK! "You boys awake yet?" It was my dad again. I about shit my pants -- except I didn't have any on! This time he didn't open the door. "Time for breakfast!" I silently walked to the door and locked it. I looked back at Garth. He had the covers tightly drawn up to his neck. He looked at me strangely. I guess I was looking at him even stranger! "What?" He said. "You have no idea, do you?" I whispered. "No -- what?" "My dad saw us sleeping together -- he freaked out!" "SHIT!" "No -- it's okay! My mom convinced him that two guys WOULD want to sleep in the same room -- to talk -- if they were buddies. It's okay. But As I woke up, and saw his horrified face, just before he closed then door, I about shit!" "I bet!" "I sneaked over and listened through the door -- so I know what mom told him. He agreed -- sort of." "Sort of?" "He didn't sound all that convinced." "But we were naked!" "He couldn`t see that. We were covered up." "Whew!" "Yeah." I said. ________________________________________________- "So! Did you boys have a good time last night?" My mom said. I looked over at Garth. He started. "Gosh yes, Mrs. Miggs! You mentioned that Den -- Denny - didn't have any close friends in high school. Well," he glanced again at me, "I didn't either. That was a first for me. Oh, we are always together at out dorm, but it was not quite the same there. Randy is a lot different that us and -- well it was just great! I hope we didn't keep you up with all our giggling! At one point I was worried we were acting like a couple girls! But it was great." At one point, I woke up and Denny's arm was across my chest! I don't have a brother, Mr. and Mrs. Miggs! It felt so nice to have a bud there next to me!" I was afraid he was saying too much. "You don't have any brothers?" Mom repeated. "Nope. Only two sisters. And we weren't allowed to sleep together!" "When I saw you two snuggled all up there this morning - " "Dad -- I was awake when you came in. We were NOT "snuggled all up" at all! We weren't even close to each other!" I worried I was "protesting too much". "I guess you're right. I guess I let my imagination get away from me. What with all the talk of hot, spicy foods last night and all! Hahahahahaha!" "Well, anyway," Mom said, "Will you boys be coming home on Wednesday night, in two weeks?" "Yeah, I suppose." "And how about your other room mate, dear? Does he have a place to go?" "I don't know Mom, but - " "Well, if not, he surely is welcome too." The rest of the weekend we were being pretty careful. I was so sure I had locked the door -- but -- well we were more careful and were SURE to lock BOTH doors each night after that. We still slept together -- in the nude -- but we were very quiet, and did not do much of anything more erotic, except for cuddling and stuff. It was still nice. I still felt like I was in heaven. ___________________________________________________ When we got back to the dorm, Randy asked us, "Well did you guys have a good time?" We looked at each other and grinned. "Obviously you did!" he said, half grinning himself. "When are you going to tell your parents?" I mean officially?" "What?" "Guys! It's so obvious! If you looked at each other there like you are doing tonight, they already know -- or surely suspect!" He was grinning by now, but was his tone accusing or -- or what? I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I know he did not have a girlfriend yet. Could he possibly be -- jealous -- of us? It was Monday night before we saw him, since we stayed Sunday at my parents house and went directly to school from there, so maybe he was lonely. I made a mental to try to remember that he is not attached and may need some moral support. Garth and I made two decisions on the way back to school. First that we were definitely a couple. We both knew it anyway, but now we brought it out into the open. Well, at least to us. Hell, Randy knew it. Why should we deny it to ourselves or each other? Actually it is a bit hard to admit -- especially to the other guy. It's like taking down another course of bricks in the wall we built around ourselves for so many years. It was scary to be sure -- but it felt so good to let someone in! I Don't think either of us was ready to share all of our deepest thoughts with each other, though I even now am at a loss as to why that is. I surely was ready to accept anything he told me -- and still love him! Oh! The other thing! Well, we determined that we were going to tell Randy we would start sleeping together in the room. We were pretty sure it would be all right with Randy -- he put us together long before we admitted it to ourselves anyway. We still would cool it as far as love making while he was in the room, but after the weekend at home, we couldn't go back to sleeping in separate beds. "I wondered," Randy said, "when you would be wanting to do that! You want the truth, did you say? Okay. The truth is, it makes me feel a little creepy! But it's okay. I'll get over it. Actually I envy you a bit. I thought I would find someone by now. The other guys on the team are no different -- except they all have a different date every weekend." "Is there something wrong with that?" Garth asked. "Naw, but - - I just -- somehow -- want somebody -- some ONE to be close with -- like you guys have. I'm happy for you -- really!" Gosh, he sounded pretty melancholy! I could not see his face, as he was sitting at his desk facing away from us. "Randy?" I said, as I put my hand on his shoulder, "Do you - " HE flinched at the touch of my hand. "DON'T!" I snapped my hand back. "Sorry!" "No, I'm sorry. A little edgy maybe. Can I tell you guys something?" "Of course." We chorused. "I hated staying alone while you were gone! And yet when you touched me I was -- er -- I -- uh -- my body was telling me you were -- uh - " Garth said, "You thought he was coming on to you?" "NO!" he protested. "It's just that -- well maybe that's part of it. But I know it's not - - so. But it just -- well, anyway, I guess this was my fucked up way to tell you that I missed you!" "You hated being alone!" Garth said. "I guess that's it." He said. He was still staring at his monitor. "I'm sorry. What were you going to say, Denny -- when I so rudely interrupted you?" "Oh!" I had almost forgotten. "I started to reach out to touch him again, but thought better of it and drew my hand back. It didn't go unnoticed. He must have seen me in the reflection. ""It's okay, Denny, really -- I was just a little edgy." So I rested my hand on his shoulder. "What I wanted to ask you was -- er -- my mom invited Garth for Thanksgiving. She also said to invite you." "So -- you're -- just -- doing as you were told?" Randy said. "Man! Do you have to make everything so hard?" I intoned. "No! And yes. Yes I am doing as I was told, but no, that was not my only reason. Randy, both Garth and I want you to come. If you aren't going home." "I -- I don't know. I don't wanna disappoint my mom, but - - my step-dad is a jerk! I hate him! My step-brothers live there too, and I even like them, but they are both -- I don't know. I feel like an ass saying it, but -- they are lacking somehow. Not retarded exactly -- but -- I really think they screwed up because of that bastard being their father. They are afraid of him! Well so am I, but Fuck! Should a guy be afraid of his own dad? His sons are kind of lame -- and he hates that I have gotten better grades and also that I am better at sports. Let me get back to you on that -- I'll let you know by tomorrow, k?" "I'm sure that will be fine. Take your time Randy. We will have a house full, so one more won't make a difference." "Thanks, Guys -- uh, Denny. I mean -- uh -- yeah -- thanks -- a lot!" When we went to bed, Garth stayed down in my bigger double bed. It was somehow even nicer than at home. Even though we wouldn't "do" anything with Randy there, I think we both felt much more at ease in our own bed and -- not worrying about what my parents thought or could hear. Even though we didn't "do" anything, we did sleep nude and cuddled and very quietly kissed and fondled each other. As I was falling asleep, I thought I heard sniffing on the other side of the room. Notes: I love the purity of youth. Teen angst, seen from a more experienced perspective seems so juvenile and ridiculously shallow -- but it is very real to the kids who are living it! Even though these guys are all over 20, It seems like bring gay is like being a teen forever! Any comments are always appreciated. Address them to Steve at s4d@hotmail.com. Thanks.