Date: Thu, 30 Jun 2011 02:31:09 +0000
From: Steve Thomas <stevethomas535@hotmail.com>
Subject: Kyle's Outcoming - Chapter 26

Kyle's Outcoming - Chapter 26

This is based on the author's feelings, beliefs, and in some cases
experience but it is a work of pure fiction. Come to think of it, it may
not always be that pure! There may be graphic sexual encounters at times
between men, so if this offends you or you are otherwise not allowed by
law, etc., you are invited to retreat. Otherwise ... enjoy!

Cast of characters:

Kyle Tragg -- That's me!
Kevin -- My older brother.
Ron -- my dad.
Chrissy -- my mom.
Mike Newberry -- New Best Friend.
Tommy Newberry -- Mike's Dad.
Bette Newberry -- Mike's mom.
Bob Wills-- Old best friend.
Karston -- Kevin's Friend
Nick Graziano -- Next door neighbor

From Chapter 25:

"I never said I was in love with Mike."  Kevin said, not really denying it,
but ...  "But -- no, I wasn't talking about dealing with MY feelings.  How
are you going to deal with your budding feelings for Nick -- and also he
and Mike being best friends?"

"FUCK!"  I whisperered.  "Is this what adulthood is like?  I hate it.  How
did you know?"

"I suppose the same way you know about my feelings for Mike. I know you,
Squirt! And ... come here!  I don't like you way over there!"

I again snuggled up close to my protector.  He pulled me even closer and
hugged me almost desperately with his strong arms.  I could tell -- even
without words -- he knew my thoughts.

We didn't come to any conclusions or reasons for our confused state.  But
we did ... let's call it ... sublimated ... our frustrations in each
other's bodies.  Is that our immaturity showing ... or was that part of our
maturing?

Kevin Woke me up.  "Time to get up Peewee. I gotta get back to school.  I
love you!"

He kissed my forehead and walked out, flipping the light on.  I closed my
eyes against the brightness, and when my eyes were accustomed, I got up and
mindlessly went about getting ready for classes.

Mindlessly, because it was something I could do by rote, as my mind raced
through the last 24 hours.  I wondered how Mike and I would act when I
picked him up.  Could he know how my brother felt about him?  He couldn't
miss how I was "connected" with Nick.  Is this what growing up is?  If so
... it SUCKS!

Chapter 26

I got to Mike's house 15 minutes early and ... he came out the door before
I could get out of the car.  He hobbled to the car.  I was sure he was
gonna tell me - that he was not going today.  He opened the door and got
in.

"Wow", I said, "No crutches - er anything - completely on your own huh?"

"i just gotta do it!  You guys have really helped me - a lot.  Now I have
to start doing on my own."

I was sure he was gonna tell me he could start driving himself, or
something, but he didn't.  We pretty much drove to the college in silence.
We were still 20 minutes early, but I stopped the car, put it in park
opened my door and started to get out.

"I hate this!"  said Mike.

I pulled my leg back in, closed my door and looked at him.  I wanted to say
something.  I felt such love and pain and frustration all at once.  But I
could not utter a word.

Mike drew a deep breath and let it out.  "Kye - I don't want to lose you -
I mean as a friend - you know?"  I still didn't know what to say ... and
had a sinking feeling about where he was heading.  "I mean - Kye - I LOVE
you - I DO!"

("What ... as a friend?"  I thought.)  "Yeah."  I said lamely.  "I'm - I
dunno- feeling all - um - confused - or something - too."

"Well, after me and Kevin - you know - yesterday in the spa - and then -
and then - " He got a pained look as if any minute he was going to break
down.

"Yeah - and then later when Nick and I - um - How are we gonna handle it,
Mike?  Do we just ignore it and pretend they never happened?"  I said.

I was looking at him, but he couldn't look me in the eyes.  We could only
sit half toward each other in the car, but I was looking straight at Mike's
eyes.  He was looking my way, but more at my neck.  I could see the hurt in
his eyes.  He had something in his head, but it was like he couldn't put it
in words.  His mouth started to open, then quiver.  I put my hand on his
knee.  The moment his glassy eyes met mine, a tear ran down one side.  He
sighed deeply and looked over my head, and squeezed his eyes closed, and
both his pretty red cheeks had shiny streaks running down.  He looked down
at my hand.

"Oh my gosh, Mike - you - you're - in love with my brother - aren't you?"
The next time his eyes met mine, it felt like a knife piercing my heart.
He made a quick, closed mouth sob.  A car went past ours in the parking
lot.  I jerked my hand from his knee, and we both looked all around. The
car didn't stop or even pause. The two girls in it weren't even looking at
us.

Ignoring my question, he said, "I guess we better get to class.  I have to
go slow ... "

He got out of the car and slowly started to walk - very unsteadily - toward
the campus.  I just sat in the car, stunned, watching him walk away, my
mind wandering from one thing to the next, not knowing - almost afraid - to
dwell on any particular thought.  He was turning a corner out of my view.
I jumped out of the car and ran to the same corner.  I rounded it and saw
him a bit further up the hall and then I stopped and stepped back around
the corner again and started to cough heavily - to cover for the tears that
were welling up.  I looked around and cleared my throat hard.  The tears
seemed pretty natural for a coughig bout, so I continued around the corner
again just in time to see him go into the lecture hall.

I walked to the door and went in and saw him sitting in the seat closest to
the door.  Miss Whitney (I didn't know many of the class members' first
names) was next to him. She was one of those who was all gaga when he first
came back after getting hurt. When she saw me, she moved, knowing that we
had a special connection.  I smiled at her.  She moved two rows back of
us. When my eyes came back to Mike, he was painfully looking up at me.  It
was hard for him to look up at that angle.  I squeezed his shoulder and sat
down next to him.

"You gonna be okay, Bud?"  I asked, not looking at him.

"Are you?"  He asked.

I thought about our age and several other things having to do with teen
angst and being so young and so old all at the same time - all in half a
second.  "I'll live.  Are you gonna tell Kev about - your - "

"Are YOU gonna tell the vampire?"  He asked.

It sounded both defensive and maybe ... a little bitter?  He couldn't even
say Nick's name.  It was as if he was jealous of Nick - but I knew he was
enthralled with my brother.

"Are you alright, Mr. Newberry?" Said the professor to Mike.  I had vaguely
heard him start the class, but kind of forgot as quickly s he started.

"Um - " Mike started, and cleared his throat, "yeah - um - sorry,
Dr. White."

We both then paid attention to the class instruction, and when it was over
we started for our next class.  Mike was having trouble walking.  I grabbed
for his books.  He almost fell, as he struggled to keep them from me.
"Mike - give yourself a break.  I'm here to help you!"

"You - you - don't need to - "

"You know, Mike - I'm still your best friend."

"Yes - you are!"  He said and released the books.

We walked in silence to class and the rest of the day we did as I had
suggested earlier. We ignored it and pretended it never happened.  Just
before our last class, which as completely across campus, we sat for a
moment to rest on a bench in front of the library.  My phone vibrated.  I
took it out and looked at it.  It was Kevin.

"Yeah?"

"Um - yeah, happy to hear you too, Kye."

I got up and walked about 20 paces away.  "What's up, Kevin?"  I tried to
not let it sound bitter.  I mean, wasn't I in the same boat as Mike.  I
felt like my brother was making moves on my - boyfriend - and yet I was
enthralled with Nick.

"I think we need to talk."  Said Kevin.

"About?"

"This whole mess."

I knew exactly what he was referring to.  "I know."

"Are you finished with classes?"

"We still have American History - in five minutes."

"Can you miss it?  I'm in the parking lot - next to your car."

"WHAT?!"  I exclaimed.  "I thought - you mean - you drove all the up from
West L.A. to - to - talk to me?"

"Yeah, - well - that and - "

" - and to see Mike - right?"  I said.  "Mike's here with me - of COURSE -
and we need to go to class.  I'm still helping him catch up and ... you DID
know he's my best friend - right?"  I again hoped it didn't come out too
bitterly.  I love my brother!  "Just go home and I'll see you there, after
I drop Mike off."

"I'm not going home.  I need to get back tonight and ... I don't want to
have to explain to Mom and Dad - erm - why I came home mid-week - again."

"Then We'll see you in the parking lot.  I'll go home and you can talk to
Mike - on the way to his house.  HE'S the one you need to talk to."

"Kye - I'm sorry."

"I know - me too.  I gotta go.  Wait in the parking lot."  I said and I
pressed the off button on my phone.

I almost ran back to the bench and Mike was getting up.  "Who was that?"

"My brother."

"Oh my gosh."  What did you - "

I cut him off.  "Let's go - we need to get to class!"

When class was out, I immediately started to quiz Mike on the Civil War
Reconstruction period.  When we got to the car, I said, "Your going in THAT
car."  He looked confused until he saw Kevin walk around the car and open
the door.  He looked between us a couple times and hobbled over to Kevin.
As Kevin closed the door, he gave me a pained - sorrowful look.  I started
my car and drove away.

It was hard to see clearly, driving with flooded eyes.  When I got home,
and started to get out of my car, I saw a blur and then someone was opening
my car door for me.  I craned my head up and saw him.

"Nick!  What're you - "

"My comp - you know, my missionary comp who ... got bitten with me?"

"What about him?"

"He called me and told me I should see you - immediately."

"Wha - at?  I don't even - I mean - how does ... he know ... me?!!"

"He doesn't.  He just told me that I needed to talk to someone named Kay or
Kye - or something."

"But - how could he - "

"It's complicated.  We're somehow connected and he has this - well, I dunno
- it just is what it is.  Anyway - where's Mike?  I was just at his house a
moment ago and he wasn't home.  Didn't you guys ride together this
morning?"

"Kevin took him home."

As fast as he appeared, he disappeared.  I was still awed by that and was
closing my car door when he reappeared.  My whole body seemed to jump - but
I didn't really even move.  "You gotta stop that!  I almost shit my pants!"
I said harshly.

"Sorry, I'm still getting used to - I mean - just having someone know is -
well, anyway - yeah, Mikey and Kevin are in his house.  What's going on?"

I looked at him as if he just had landed from Mars - which he may as well
have.  "Oh - I guess you are thinking the same thing."  Said Nick.

I spied the neighbor across the street.  She was rubbing her eyes like she
couldn't underatand what she just saw.  I waved, She waved back.  "Let's go
into the house," I said, "before we cause any more confusion in the
neighborhood."

"Sorry."

"Hello, Sweetheart."  Mom said as I opened the door. Nick stepped in before
Mom could see me.  "You're a little early - oh!"  She said, as she saw
Nick.  But then I stepped in the door and she relaxed.

"Hi Mom.  This is Nick."

"Hi Nick."

"Hi - um - Mom(?)"  he said kind of cutesy.

"Oh - sorry, Nick - you probably don't even know our last name.  It's
Tragg.  Come to think of it - I don't remember yours.  I know Mike told
me."

"Graziano.  Hi, Mrs. Tragg."  Mom would usually not let one of my freinds
call her that, but she didn't correct him.  I think she was still a little
shaken when it wasn't I who first stepped in th door.

"Will Nick be staying for dinner?"  Mom asked me.

I looked at Nick.  "Um - sure!"  he said grinning.

(OMG, he has a delicious smile!)

"Your dad will be home in about an hour.  I'm surprised you're not over
helping Michael."

"Kevin's over - " SHIT!  he didn't want them to know!  " - um - I mean - "

"Kevin works Mike out better."  said Nick.  "I'm afraid Kyle is more kind
hearted that Mike likes.  Kye's afraid of causing Mike too much pain."
Said Nick.

Mom looked more confused.  "Nick is Mike's next door neighbor."  I said, as
if that was the explanation.  She still looked bewildered.

"I've been there as Kye and Kevin have exercised Mike.  Kye's afraid to
push him - as far as he wants to be pushed.  Kevin isn't."

"They're both footballers, Mom.  They seem to know how far to push."

"Oh - okay.  Oh!  So - is Kevin coming home for dinner?"

"I - uuuuhhh - don't think - so - he has to get back to - um - school -
tonight."

"Hmh.  He must really like your boyfriend, Kyle."  As soon as she said it,
she got a horrified look on her face, as she looked between me and Nick.

"It's okay, Mom - Nick knows.  And - well - Mike and I - aren't really - um
- it's more like best friends - you know?"

"Oh - I see."  She said - clearly NOT seeing at all.

"Um - Nick and I'll be in my room.  Call us when dinner's ready - k?"

"Okay, Sweetheart."

I was about to turn into my room when I heard my mom say, "Hello, Kevin.
you can come for dinner!  You COULD stay and go back to school in the
morning.  It wouldn't be the first time - oh!  Okay.  Well if youre sure, -
um - okay bye sweetie pie.  I love you!"

As soon as I was in my bedroom door and got the door closed, my phone
vibrated.  "Kevin - I'm sorry - it just slipped out!"

"Well, I'm not coming home.  Gotta think how ... er ... what I'm gonna tell
them."

"Kev - I'm so sorry!"

"No - I mean - it's okay, Kye-kye.  We'll figure something out.  Bye, Bro."

As soon as I hung up, Nick said.  "Shit - SHIT SHIT SHIT!"  he he looked at
me sheepishly.  "And for me that's saying a ... LOT ... I don't EVER cuss!
"Damn - er - DANG it, Kye, I've screwed things up for everyone!"

"No - you - "

"I HAVE!  If I didn't come over that first day, none of this would have
happened."

"We don't know that, Nick."

"Yes we - or - I do!"

"Nick, Kevin already knew Mike before you come over - and who's to say it
wouldn'ta happened anyway?"

"But ... but ... "

He had glassy eyes as shook his head slowly, never losing eye contact with
me.  We were standing 2 inches from each other.  I took a deep breath, my
lips parted and I - went for it.  We both closed our eyes and ... it was as
if we were still back in that first kiss - the night before.  Our bodies
closed together, and our warmth seemed to drain out of my body into his.  I
loved the feel of his coolness.

When the kiss was over, he said, "What now?  What about you and Mikey?"

"I think you mean KEVIN and Mikey."  I said.

"Wha - I mean - how do you know this?"

"He said - well, it was never really spoken, but we - sort of - broke up -
today.  He and Kevin really have hit it off."

"OMIGOSH!" Said Nick.  He sat down hard on my bed.  "I came over here to
apologize."

"Apologize - for what?"

"For getting in you and Mikeys way.  And now - Kye - I've never felt - um -
I don't think I've slept more than two hours in the last two days.  I never
before thought about - I mean - I'm not - I mean - how can I be ... But
these feelings I have for you and ... It's all so ... confusing to me. Can
I possibly be ... um ... um ... "

"Gay?"  I said.

"You make it sound so simple!"

"I don't mean to.  It's not - believe me - look at Mike!"

He tore his eyes away from mine.  "Kye, I've never felt this way - about
anyone.  It feels so right and at the same time ... SOOOO wrong!  And to
think that I tried to break up you and -"

"Stop thinking that!"  I said.  "If anything it was Kevin that broke us up.
and if it weren't for you - I'd be alone right now.  Mike's with Kevin
... now."

I lay back on my bed and pulled at Nick.  He resisted for a moment then
relented and came over on top of me.  His body went from rock hard to soft,
as our bodies melded together - as much as they could with clothes on.  He
felt as good and cool to me as the under side of my pillow.  It felt so
good.  This time it was he who initiated the kiss.  We both felt one
anothers hardness - getting harder and throbbing.  We heard sharp footsteps
coming down the hall.  I flinched and pushed him off.  Quicker than I could
even blink, he was across the room in my desk chair, reclined with his feet
on my desk.

KNOCK KNOCK!  My parents were learning not to barge in.  My mom learnt it
several years ago when she walked in one me - alone!  Dad learned it since
Mike and me.

"Come in!"

He opened the door and seeing us so far removed from each other, came in.

"Dad, this is Nick - Nick Graziano."

"Hi Nick, I'm"

"Hello, Mr. Tragg."

"Heh - my father was Mr. Tragg!  Call me Ron."

"Hi - Ron."

"Dinner's in five.  Get cleaned up.  Will you be staying the night, Mick?'

"It's Nick - and no - not tonight, Mr. - er - Ron."  Nick looked at me - I
thought - hungrily.

After dinner, Nick said he better go.  I thought about Dad's near
invitation for him to stay the night, but didn't mention it.  I walked him
out to ... well, there WAS no car.  He had RUN over.  We walked for about a
half block, and then he said, "I don't know what to tell you, Kyle.  It's
all is so ... new and ... bewildering ... to me.  My body is scrreaming out
to me that it wants more of what we started on your bed.  But Mike is my -
"

"I know.  But I'm pretty sure Mike is in my brothers arms about now.
That's really wierd to me, 'cuz - well - it's my brother!  My macho,
university football player brother - who can't be gay ... can he?"

"Sure seemed to me like he was liking what was going down between him and
Mike." Said Nick.

"No more than I was liking what was going on between you and me!"  It came
out of my mouth without even thinking.  But it's definietly what I was
feeling!

When I said that he looked spun around like a top and was gone for a second
then came back and grabbed me around the waist.  "Hold on."  Was all he
said, and he picked me up and trees flew past in a blurr, and he put me
down ... gently on a lawn at the park two blocks away.  Then he only had to
look into my eyes before I attacked him.  As we kiissed passionately, our
hands were both groping each others' bodies.  When I touched the hard bulge
at the front of his jeans, he moaned, and unsnapped and unzipped mine.

"Is this okay with you?"  He asked.

I felt light headed after the quick "ride" and only bobbed my head and he
rubbed the front of my underwear.  It was my turn to moan, and we kissed
again, as his hand found skin.  His hand was cool to the touch -as is the
rest of him.  I am usually over heated, so his coolness feels heavenly to
me. He looked deeply int my eyes and he slowly stroked me.  It was obvious
this was a first for him.

"Kye - I am afraid of doing something that will hurt - maybe both of us
later."

"I've learned to live for today ... as much as possible." I said, and I
undid the front of HIS jeans and found his turgid meat.  We kissed again,
as we stroked each other slowly, with copious amounts of pre-jizz and
... moans to accompans it.  I left off his face and bent over and nuzzled
the head of his cool meat.  He let out a slight shriek, and started to
pant.  I enveloped it in my mouth.  Ever heard of vichy-soisse?  It's cold
soup.  Not expected, but it grows on you ... well, it does on me at least.
Cold dick is the same way.  It was warming to the heat in my mouth, though
and he was almost choking with his reaction.

He stopped me.  "Kye - I've never done ... anything ... with ANYONE!"

"Are we going too fast?"  I asked.

"I just don't know what comes next ... or after that."  He said.

"Let me assure you - this is better than sucking blood from your companions
butt cheek!"  And I resumed sucking and bobbing on his, again, cold dick.

In about thirty seconds, I felt cool jizz sliding down my throat.  I
swallowed like it was lemonade - it was that sweet!  He shuddered and
seemed to start convulsing, but then relaxed and let it take him over.  He
just kept repeating, "Oh Gosh!  Oh Gosh!  Oh Gosh!  Oh GOSH!  Oh GOSH!  Oh
GOSH!  OOoohhh - Gawwwww ... awwww - aaaaiieeeee!"  I only thought he had
come before.  I think I was swallowing 10 years of catch-up cumming!  Even
after swallowing more than ever before, my mouth was brimming and dripping
with it.

When he was finished, I came up, as I know to do and kissed him.  He sucked
down all the jizz I could give him and sucked on my tongue as if IT were
another part of me.  He clung to me like he was afraid I might fly away if
he let me go.

After he relaxed, he looked at me, slowly closed, then opened his eyes
about half way and said, "Oh Kye!  I LOVE you sooooo much!"  He paused then
continued, "Mike's my best friend, but you ... you ... will you be my - my
- (sigh - moan) MINE!?

"Yeah - I mean ... I mean ... OHH YESSS!" He seemed to get his energy back
in an instant and picked me up like a stick and hugged me ... firmly, but
gently at the same time.  Then after another whirring of trees, we were 2
houses away from my house.  He said, "I won't embarrass you in front of
your neighbors." "When will I see you again?"  I said, but he was already
gone. Notes: Does there really have to be notes after that?  If you wanna
yell at me ... or feel like kissing me ... s4d@hotmail.com.  Love, Steve