Date: Mon, 22 Nov 2010 11:03:37 -0800 (PST)
From: Henry Brooks <hankster1430@bellsouth.net>
Subject: The Worm Turns   Short Story

Julian McCormack and Nathan Swenson had been best buddies since the third
grade.  Now, as college freshman, and room mates, their friendship
continued.  College life was their initiation into a world away from
parental rules and restrictions.  On the first Saturday night away from
home, they hit a local student hangout, along with several dozen other
celebrants.  There they consumed uncountable bottles of beer, and were now
wending there way back to their dorm room, sotted beyond belief.  They were
reeling all over the place and supporting each other as best they could.

Jule could not make it to their room.  He stumbled to the bath room and
tried to vomit in a commode, but he missed badly, and completely messed up
his tee shirt.  Nate was trying to help and he got splattered with vomit
for his efforts.  They washed as best they could and hobbled their way to
their room.  There, they stripped off their dirty clothes and threw
everything into a laundry bag.  Nate pulled the draw string tight, hoping
to confine the odor inside the bag.

Both men stunk badly and they decided to shower.  They each grabbed a towel
and waddled naked to the showers.  The stinging hot shower waters did
nothing to aid them in sobering up.  Jule stood ramrod stiff under the
spray.  He was afraid if he moved, he would fall.  Every so often his body
would tip and Nate would push him upright again.  Every time that happened
Jule slurred, "I love you, Nate," and he threw his arms around Nate.

When Nate felt that enough of their stench was gone, he turned off the
showers and dried both of them as best he could.  He had never touched
another male below the belt in his life, but he dried Jule's pubic area,
paying particular attention to the area below his balls.  He even peeled
back Jule's foreskin to make sure it was dry under there.  Jule just kept
muttering, "I love you, Nate."

The two young men had seen each other naked in the high school and college
showers on many occasions, but Nate was surprised to see that Jule's cock
was getting hard when he dried it.  He was glad that they were the only two
people in the shower.  Nate was not as drunk as Jule, but he was drunk
enough to have lost any inhibitions he might have had.  He wanted to see
how big his friend got when he was hard.  He began to stroke Jule's cock in
earnest.  After a while, Nate determined that Jule was at least eight
inches, and so wide around that he had trouble wrapping his whole hand
around his ample tool.  He hated to admit that Jule was a little bigger
than he was.

He didn't know why, but he had an overwhelming desire to see Jule shoot a
load.  Nate was getting more and more uninhibited from the booze, and Jule
was obviously getting more and more aroused.  Now he began to push his body
into Nate's.  His mouth was right up against Nate's ear, and Nate was
shocked to hear Jule whisper in his ear, "Not here, love.  Let's go to our
room."  They almost fell several times getting back to their room.  Once
inside they locked the door and fell into each other's arms.

Until this moment in time they had both been 100% straight, at least in
their actions.  Neither would admit it to the other, of course, but they
were still virgins.  They had lied to each other countless times about
their imaginary female conquests.  There had never been any.  Now they
began to make love to each other.  Their love making came from pure
intuition.  They had no idea what men did to each other.  Neither of the
two men had ever even seen a porn film, much less a male film.
Nevertheless, they made love that night like pros.  They invaded every
opening in their bodies and shot their loads several times in every one of
those openings.

As the evening progressed, they got more and more sober, but neither wanted
to stop what they were doing.  In the early hours of the next morning, they
lay in Nate's bed, wrapped up together, their cocks grinding together,
completely spent.

"Awesome," Jule said.

"Spectacular," Nate added.

"Why did we wait so long?" Jule asked.

"Do you think you would want to do it again, cold sober?" Nate asked.

"I wasn't as drunk as you thought," Jule said.  "I was exaggerating just a
little bit because I liked what was happening."

As they lay there basking in the afterglow, they didn't have a clue that
they were now bound to each other for life, partners until the end of their
days, and for all eternity.  It was not a possibility that either had ever
dreamt of in his philosophy.

The room grew eerily quiet until Jule whispered in Nate's ear, "I have
loved you since the day I met you.  I have wanted to do this since you
moved in next door, but I was just too damned scared I'd lose you as a
friend."

Nate laughed.  "Me too! Me too," he sighed.

******

The big moving truck pulled up in front of the house next door, and eight
year old, hazel eyed Julian ran out on his porch to see if he could get a
glimpse of his new neighbors.  His long, straight brown hair just about
covered his whole face.  Right behind the van, a mid sized four door sedan
pulled into the driveway.  A boy about Julian's age reluctantly got out of
the back seat.  Julian noted that he didn't look too happy.

"Don't go into the house empty handed, Nate" his father yelled at him.
Take a box or two with you."

Jule thought, "His name is Nate, probably Nathan, and he's about my age.
That's cool."  Nate had blond hair and very pale skin.  His eyes looked
blue, but Jule couldn't be certain from that distance.  One thing was for
sure, Nate was two or three inches taller than he (but not for long).

He watched Nate take two boxes into the house followed by a yapping little
lap dog.  Jule could not identify the dog's breed and suspected that it was
a mutt.  When Nate came out of the house, Jule decided to introduce
himself.  He walked next door and yelled, "Hey Nate."Nate was confused.
How did this stranger know his name?

"How do you know my name?" he asked.

"I heard your dad call you that.  I'm Julian.  Everybody calls me Jule.  I
live next door.  Wanna be friends?"

"Sure," Nate said.  All of his new location anxiety left him immediately,
and just like that Jule and Nate were best friends forever.

******

There are only two kinds of high school teens.  Any kind of blend of the
two is very rare indeed.

There are the popular kids.  They are the good looking ones, and they are
usually almost fully mature.  The boys are athletes on one team or another,
maybe more than one team.  The girls are their cheer leaders, and if not,
they are the ones who date the athletes.  Their grades are usually
mediocre, but no matter.  At that age they still believe that their good
looks will last forever, and will get them everything they want in life.
There are hard lessons to be learned in the near future.

Then there are the unpopular kids.  They aren't necessarily nerds but the
popular kids refer to them as such.  They have yet to begin to reach their
maturity.  They take their studies seriously.  They know what colleges they
want to go to, and what they want to do with their lives.  The girls are
ignored when it comes to dating, and the boys are never ignored.  They are
easy prey for the school bullies.  Even if it isn't true, the popular kids
will often label them as sissies, or worse, FAGS.

Charles Franklin and Oliver Dean were in the unpopular group.  They were
good friends.  Their friendship started when they met in a science class.
They began to study together after school.  Their friendship filled a big
void in their lives, and they grew closer and closer with time.

Nate and Jule were both on the football team.  Of course, they were in the
popular group.  They always double dated the prettiest girls in the school.
Neither was ever alone with his date, but rumors spread how they both got
into the girls' pants the night before.  Neither denied it, and if the
girls did not give a damn about their reputations, they never denied that
it happened either.  Of course, this made Nate and Jule even more popular,
especially with "loose girls."

One day Charlie accidently bumped into Jule in the school hallway.  Jule
was intact but Charlie's books landed on the floor.  Charlie mumbled some
sort of apology and reached down to retrieve his books.  Jule grabbed him
under his arms and pushed him against the wall.

"Fucking faggot," he yelled at Charlie, making sure that everyone around
him could hear.  "You touch me again and your folks will be laying wreaths
on your grave."  That having been said, he lifted his knee and hammered it
into Charlie's groin.

Charlie yelped with pain.  He picked up his books as best he could and ran
off still doubled over.  As he ran down the hall, he could hear students
jeering at his humiliation.  Jule himself was laughing his sides off.  It
was so much fun that he decided to do it again.  He went out of his way to
encounter Charlie, and to bully him as often as he could.

Charlie was often with another `faggot,' and so Nate entered into the
frivolity, and for the rest of their high school years, Nate and Jule
pushed the smaller boys around and called them faggots, all to the
amusement of the other students who witnessed this torture.  Neither Nate
nor Jule had an ounce of remorse.  To them it was a game, a really fun
game.  They had no idea how they made Charlie and Ollie feel.  In fact, it
never occurred to them that the boys had feelings at all.

Charlie and Ollie never complained to the school authorities or told their
parents about the bullying.  They were afraid it would make things worse.
The only thing that saved them was that they could rely on each other for
consolation.  The bullying continued right up to graduation ceremonies.  As
Charlie walked down the aisle, someone stuck his foot out, causing the poor
boy to land on his face, much to the amusement of his fellow students.

Nate and Jule both won full football scholarships to the State University,
and Charlie and Ollie both won small academic scholarships to Princeton.
Charlie and Ollie thought of it as being separated at birth from Nate and
Jule as they began their entry into manhood.  Nate and Jule didn't give it
a thought at all.

******

At Princeton, Charlie and Ollie fit right in.  They met many hard working,
studious people and made many friends.  All their friends had goals and
aspirations and they discussed it often among themselves.  Although most of
their friends were not athletically inclined, they were all into physical
fitness.  Charlie and Ollie joined a gym with a bunch of guys.  They acted
as a support group for each other, and encouraged themselves to stick to
strict work out regimens.  The results were obvious.

By the end of their sophomore year, Charlie and Ollie were six feet tall
each, one inch short of Jule and two inches short of Nate.  Their bodies
were toned and muscular.  Their acne disappeared, and girls began to notice
them.  They got rid of their glasses in favor of contact lenses for their
piercing blue eyes.  They grew their dark hair longer and had it styled
every so often.  They were far from being jocks, but they were the popular
ones now, and they didn't even realize it.  They had no trouble having sex
with some very hot females.

At State U it didn't take long for the football team to become aware of the
relationship between Nate and Jule.  There was no bullying (the two guys
were too big) but they were shunned and ignored by their team mates.  They
were never asked to parties or celebrations.  They became more and more
reclusive, and they relied more and more on their physical love to see them
through.

It took a little while but they finally made a decision.  They spent hours
discussing it and weighing the consequences.  They had to get the approval
of their parents as well.  At the end of their freshman year, they gave up
their scholarships and moved to off campus housing.  They decided to
concentrate on their studies, and to major in sports education.  Their goal
was to help young high school kids to fight bullying, using athletics as a
means to that end.

One day, during sophomore year, Nate was in the library, and he overheard
someone behind him refer to him and Jule as, "Those nerdy faggots."  He was
only upset for a moment, and then he was amused.  He and Jule were still
strong, handsome, athletic jocks. What did those jerks know anyhow?  He
loved his life.  He had a goal, and he had something they didn't have.  He
had a loving partner whom he loved in return.  Yes, he was the lucky one.
They put up with being shunned all the rest of their college years.

In their senior year, they had to do some student teaching as part of their
graduation requirements.  Nate was assigned to help coach the football team
in a nearby high school, and Jule was assigned to the basketball team.
After only one day, they knew that they had made the right choice.  They
couldn't be happier.  The kids seemed to like them, and they even seemed to
want to emulate them.

One day as Nate was leaving the high school building, he witnessed some
guys from the football team harassing a much smaller boy, and calling him
faggot.  He grew incensed and did something nobody had ever done for
Charlie or Ollie.  He intervened and admonished the football players.
"Watch what you do today," he warned.  "Someday you might be asking this
fine young man for a job."

The reaction he got surprised even him.  The football players respected him
for his skills.  The apparent ring leader started to laugh.  "We were only
having some fun, coach.  But you're right.  It can't be fun for Jimmy
here."  He held out his hand for Jimmy to shake.  Jimmy took the big guy's
hand, looking dumbfounded.

"I'm sorry," the football player said.  "Go do whatever you were on your
way to doing."

"I'm proud of you," Nate said, and continued on his way out of the high
school and back to his apartment.

That evening Nate described the encounter to Jule.  "I think," he said,
"that we should find Ollie and Charlie and apologize to them.  I've seen
how cathartic it can be."

"I'm with you," Jule said.  "I'm sure they'll go home for Christmas.  Let's
look them up as soon as we get home."

******

Nate and Jule had not come out to their parents yet, so when they got home
for the winter break, they stayed in their own houses.  By agreement Jule
agreed to contact Charlie and Nate agreed to contact Ollie.  They hoped to
reach both of them, but even if only one was available, they would meet at
the food court, at the mall, at noon on the following Saturday.

Nate reached Charlie first.  When Charlie heard who was calling, he almost
hung up.  Only curiosity kept him on the line.  "Thanks for listening to
me," Nate said.  "I've grown up a lot since high school, and I mean a whole
lot.  I'm calling to ask a favor of you, Charlie."

Charlie was dubious.  "Oh yeah, and what would that be?" he asked.

"I want to apologize to you in person.  In case you think this is some sort
of trick to bait you into some more bullying, I swear it isn't.  I want to
meet you at the mall on Saturday at noon.  I can't think of a place that's
more public or crowded just a few days before Christmas.  Can you make it?
Jule and I are going to ask Ollie to join us also."  He believed that if
Charlie knew that Ollie would be there too, he'd be more inclined to make
the meeting.

Charlie could not believe what he was hearing.  He really held no hatred
for anyone on the planet, but if pressed, he would have said that he had no
use for Nate and Jule.  He reluctantly agreed to meet at the mall if Ollie
was similarly inclined.

In his house Jule reached Ollie.  He had a similar conversation, and had
more difficulty than Nate, but he finally got Ollie to agree to meet.

Before the appointed day, Jule and Nate met to discuss how they should
proceed.  Vanity never leaves a vain person.  No matter how much they had
been humbled by State's football team, and been shunned by other students,
Nate and Jule erroneously assumed that they were still God's gift to human
kind.

"Let's give them a treat," Nate said.  "I'll sleep with Charlie and you
sleep with Ollie."

"Ugh, that's disgusting, but alright," Jule grunted.

"Wait a minute," Nate blurted out.  "We always assumed they were gay
because they're twerps.  What if they're straight?"

"No way," Jule said emphatically.

On the appointed day, Jule and Nate got to the mall's food court early.
They found a table near the chocolate cookie kiosk, where they had
instructed Charlie and Ollie to meet them.  They kept searching the crowds
for two scrawny looking kids.  Nobody seemed to fit the bill.

Exactly at noon, Nate spotted two hunky looking guys coming toward the
cookie kiosk.  They looked vaguely familiar, but no way was it Charlie and
Ollie.  Nate wondered if he knew these guys from high school.  To his
surprise the two hunks walked right up to them.

"Well," Charlie said.  "We're here.  Apologize and we'll get going."

Nate and Jule were speechless.  "What happened to you two?" Nate finally
asked.

"I have no idea what you are talking about," Charlie said.

"I know what they mean," Ollie said.  He looked at his former tormenters.
"It just took us a little longer than you two to grow up.  We worked out
and built up our bodies.  A lack of acne, new hairstyles, and contact
lenses did the rest.  FYI, we have women fawning all over us, thank you
very much.  Now please tell us why we're here and we'll get out of your
lives."

"OK," Nate said.  "It's a bit of a story.  Please sit down and we'll
explain."  He looked at Jule.  "I hardly know where to begin."

"Then let me tell," Jule said.  He looked at Charlie and Ollie, and began.

"I'll try to keep it short," Jule said.  "Nate and I are room mates up at
State.  We went there on football scholarships.  The first weekend we were
there we got pie eyed drunk.  I was so drunk, I barfed all over myself and
Nate cleaned me up in the shower.  He even had to clean my privates, I was
that far gone.  I started to get an erection and begged him to finish me
off, but not in the shower, in our room.  We were so drunk our inhibitions
were in the cellar, and we confessed to each other that we loved one
another.  We probably always had.  Once we were both willing to admit it,
we made wild and wonderful love all weekend.  By the time classes began on
Monday, we were committed for life."

"So you're gay," Charlie said with disgust in his tone of voice.  "Is that
when you faggots decided to ask us to forgive you?" Charlie asked
sarcastically.  Jule chose to ignore the slur.  He deserved it, after all.

"No," Nate continued.  "We never even thought of you at all at that time,
so don't get a swelled head.  Please, just be patient and I'll tell the
story from here."

"Our football team mates got wise to our situation.  They didn't dare bully
us, but they gave us the silent treatment and excluded us from all their
social events.  We were pariahs around campus, so we decided to quit
playing football, and we had to give up our scholarships..."

"Wow," Ollie interjected.  Nate held up his hand to silence him, and then
he continued his narrative.

"We decided to teach Phys Ed, and help young high school kids avoid
bullying, and build their self esteem through athletics.  We're both
majoring in sports education without any scholarship help.  This year I was
assigned to student teach at a local high school.  One day I witnessed a
boy being bullied just like we used to bully you two.  I intervened and the
bully actually said that he didn't realize that he was being hurtful.  He
promised that it would never happen again.  I realized that I was the same
way.  I really didn't consider your feelings, and now that Jule and I were
being ostracized I knew how you must have felt.  That's when I decided I
wanted to contact the two of you and apologize.  I know it doesn't make
things right, and even if you don't forgive us, I feel better already."

Nate stopped talking and there was silence at their table.  In the
background the din of the shopping center was non stop racket.

The silence was uncomfortable so finally Jule spoke up.  "I've got another
confession.  We expected to meet two nerdy little runts, and to make up for
our past bullying, we were going to offer to have sex with you guys."

More silence!!  Then Charlie asked. "Why in the world would you think we
were gay?"

"You never denied it when we called you faggots," Jule answered.

"You wouldn't have believed us if we did deny it," Ollie piped in.  "FYI,
we both have girlfriends, and we both have sex with women whenever we want
to."  Nate and Jule looked sheepish.

"What are you two guys doing tonight?" Charlie asked.

"We have no plans," Jule said.  "Why?"

"Ollie and I are going out to dinner tonight.  Would you two guys like to
join us?  If you are really in an atonement mood, you can pick up the
check."

Nate and Jule nodded.  The four men decided where to meet and eat, and
exchanged cell phone numbers.  They parted rather coolly.

For the rest of the day all Nate and Jule could talk about was the
incredible turn of events, and the utter stupidity of bullying.  "Man, they
aren't even gay," Jule lamented.

"Too bad," Nate said. "They sure are hot."

Charlie made the reservations, so when Nate and Jule arrived first at the
restaurant, they were surprised to see that the table was set for six.
Before they had a chance to conjecture much further, Charlie and Ollie
arrived escorting two beautiful young women.  They introduced Nate and Jule
to Connie and Susan, their girl friends, and introduced Nate and Jule as
their gay friends.  The presence of the two women was designed to embarrass
them, but it didn't embarrass them at all.  Nate and Jule had endured worse
to preserve their relationship.  It was obvious to them that Ollie and
Charlie were determined to exact their pound of flesh before they would
forgive their former nemeses, if they ever would.

The girls, on the other hand, were super friendly.  They really didn't know
any gay men and were curious to know how they met, how long they had been
in a committed relationship, and so on.  Nate and Jule chatted easily with
the girls until Charlie realized that he and Ollie were losing control of
the situation, so he changed the subject to what they were all doing at
school and what their goals were for the future.

It wasn't until the girls went to the lady's room together, and Nate was
paying the bill, that Ollie finally said, "Look guys, you know we have been
toying with you.  We admire your aspirations of preventing bullying by
strengthening the bodies of young boys, and teaching them to fight back.
Bullies give it up when there is resistance, because the bullying stops
being fun.  However, please don't flatter yourselves.  We don't really care
anymore about how you bullied us.  We haven't thought of you in years, and
believe me, you didn't scar us permanently.  You just made our high school
years miserable.  If we made you uncomfortable tonight, that was our
intention."

"It's OK," Jule said.  "It wasn't half as tough as what we put you through.
Do you think that we can ever be friends?"

"Not very likely," Charlie said.  "We are both going on to law school and
hope to go into politics someday.  It just isn't wise for politicians to
associate with gays, so please pay the check and we'll be on our way."

******

Nate and Jule had no opportunity to make love until they got back to
school.  As soon as they got to their apartment, they locked their door,
stripped quickly, and curled up in bed together.  They had turned the
thermostat way down when they went home, and the apartment was cold in the
early January chill.  It would take hours to get the temperature back to
comfortable.  "Fuck me quick," Nate said.  "Warm me up like only you
can."

"Your wish is my command," Jule said, but he wasn't quick at all.  He spent
a very long time running his tongue all over Nate's body, and he spent an
even longer time rimming Nate's luscious ass hole.  Nate was moaning in
sheer pleasure.

"Please, fuck me now.  I need it," he said.

Jule greased his cock and Nate's ass and entered him easily.  He was
fucking away like mad, and still Nate was begging him to stroke faster and
harder.  Suddenly, Jule began to lose his erection.  The more he tried to
concentrate on the task at hand, the softer he got, until finally he fell
out.

"What's wrong?" Nate asked?

"I keep thinking about Charlie and Ollie.  I can't get them out of my mind.
I'm really pissed that they won't have anything to do with us because we're
gay.  They admire our goals, but it's not enough to remove their
prejudices."

"Jule honey," Nate wondered, "do you think this is some kind of cosmic
retaliation?  Do you think this is karma?"

"I don't know," Jule answered.  "For sure, the shoe is on the other foot,
and the worm has definitely turned.  Maybe we aren't being bullied with
fists and knees, but we are being bullied by being ostracized by almost
everyone we meet, and I don't like it."

"I don't either, so thank God we have each other.  With you at my side, I
can face anything this miserable world has to offer," Nate agreed.

"It's not enough," Jule answered.  "We have to come out to our folks and to
the world, and we have to make gay friends.  We need to function in a
society that will accept us for who we are, and won't give a fuck about our
sexual orientation.  I love you and I'm proud of our love.  I can't accept
that people like Charlie and Ollie won't have anything to do with us.  They
have taken their revenge on us and that should be enough for them.

"I agree," Nate said.  "We are going to go out there, and from now on we
are going to be honest about who we are.  I want us to have gay friends and
stop feeling like outsiders."

Jule pointed to his cock, which had suddenly sprung back to life.  "I think
I'm ready to continue what we were doing.  How about you?" he asked.

"Go ahead and do what you do best, boyfriend.  Make me happy!"

The years flew by rapidly.  Nate and Jule made each other very happy.  They
both taught Physical Education at two different high schools.  In the
summer months they ran a sports day camp.  They lived modestly on their
teachers' salaries.  The summer day camp was lucky to break even every
year, but it didn't matter to them.  They loved their work and their kids.
More importantly the kids loved them and looked up to them.

Charlie Franklin was now Senator Franklin.  He was handsome and
charismatic, and easily won his US senate seat over the incumbent.  His
beautiful wife and three all American sons were constantly at his side
during the campaign.

Oliver Dean was always in the public eye.  He often made the nationwide
press.  His skill as a defense attorney was legendary.  He never lost a
case.  Besides using his legal skills, he charmed the jury with his boyish
good looks.  His clients were usually rich and famous celebrities who had
gone astray.  He never took any charity cases and was reputed to be one of
the wealthiest men in America.

Nate and Jule had followed their careers over the years, and often told
people that they had known Charles Franklin and Oliver Dean in high school.
When they received an invitation to their school's twentieth anniversary
reunion, they accepted immediately.  Many years ago, they had reached a
point in their lives when they proudly introduced each other as life
partners and ignored the raised eyebrows.  They couldn't wait to see their
old friends.  The biggest question in their minds was whether or not
Charlie and Ollie would attend, now that they were rich and famous.

The famous pair did not appear during the social hour, even though they
were on the guest list.  Shortly after everyone sat down to dinner, Nate
and Jule heard applause.  Senator Franklin, Oliver Dean, Esq. and their
wives entered the room.  The organizers of the reunion escorted them to
their table.

When the waiters cleared the appetizer and the salad was not yet served,
Nate and Ollie went over to Charlie and Ollie's table to say hello to them
and their wives.  When they said hello, Charlie and Ollie stared at them
blankly.  Finally Ollie said, "I'm sorry gentlemen.  I can't seem to
remember either of you.  Were we in any classes together?"

"I'm at a loss also," the senator said.  "Weren't we in the same French
class?"

At first Jule thought they were kidding, but Nate was sure they were
telling the truth, and so he spoke up.

"Don't sweat it gentlemen," he said.  "We barely knew each other, beyond
nodding if we passed each other in the hallway.  We just wanted to let you
know that we voted for you, Senator, and we want to wish you the best of
luck in Washington."

"How nice of you," Charlie said.  Then he turned away to say something to
his wife.

Nate and Jule returned to their table which was occupied by members of the
football team and their wives.  The two obscure Phys Ed teachers looked at
each other, broke out laughing, and finally stopped feeling guilty for
having bullied those two snobs so many years ago.