Date: Wed, 02 Apr 2003 02:36:26 +0000
From: Darren C <darrencolemanv@hotmail.com>
Subject: 18th Birthday Bash -Chapter 2

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If you are under 18, or do not like anything sexually expressive, this is
not for you, and this material is mine, so it's copyrighted. ã2003. If
you wish to take it, DON'T! I am not including my name or email in this,
as I wish to have privacy... *though it will be provided by Nifty... *

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---Part 2---

Well by now, Tom was not at all in a good state. He was almost ready to
pass out...not a good thing on my part, I mean, how could I explain to dad
why he was passed out on the couch? Hmm, I was really in trouble...and my
worst fear came true around 6 o'clock, he passed out on the couch.

(To one of my guests) "Oh FUCK! He passed out!" I yelled.

"Well we have to try and wake him up" Sam yelled back.

Sam's not really a bright one...not always. She started to poke him,
which really pissed me off, I, wanted to yell, "Fuck off bitch" but no
that would raise suspicion. So all I said was "don't, you might hurt
him" not that that was really any better, but it was the best I could
do.

I had to go upstairs for a moment; I now felt the need to piss. While I
was in the bathroom, I was rethinking everything, and realized that my
love for him would never rest until I had him...but what cost would that
be? My family? Friends? Fuck it! Fuck it all! I was going to have this
man if it took every ounce of my essence to get him!! Well, I had my piss
and went back downstairs...Fucking teenagers! Fucking Straight TEENAGERS!
They were dressing him up, thank god that when they almost made him fall
on the floor he woke up.

"What the---" he exclaimed as he managed to stand up. Everyone just
laughed, so he walked out of the room, and past me (I was outside the
room at this point)... I shut the door, and he tried to remove his
"attire" they had dressed him in. When he did, he pulled down his pants
and underwear with it...I must admit, he has a nice ass. Realizing what he
had done, he quickly pulled his pants up. Before he could turn around to
see if I noticed, I turned facing the door, and hung my head...He asked me
if I had seen anything, but I lied and said I hadn't.

The night progressed on not so well. At first glace Tom looks straight,
and he does have a girlfriend, but inside me, I felt he was gay, and
didn't that he want to admit it. That, or he didn't know how to embrace
it. So he was sitting there in the room, a crowded room...he is so sweet,
he tries to make you happy first, then himself second. He went to give
his girlfriend a kiss and all she did was say, "go away!"

He was still a little drunk, but he still understood what she meant, and
he slowly moved away from her, But that wasn't all, instead of her
trying to "be nice" to him, she was hitting on me, and I really
despised it. I even made every attempt humanly possible to get her away
from me...while I was busy pushing her off my lap; Tom started to walk
away.

"Where do you think your going?" Quinn asked him

"I'm going for a walk...I'm fine, really" he replied.

"I don't believe you," I said quickly

"I'm fine..."

I was a little frustrated at him, so I quickly thought of a way we could
all watch him and make sure he was ok. "Hey guys, why don't we all go
out for a walk?"

"Sure" Quinn said. So with that it was settled [Quinn will make you do
anything]. We all got dressed and ran out the door. Tom was halfway down
the road, and we were all trying to catch up with him.

The night was getting worse and worse as we progressed in our walk.  One
of my other guests, Nancy decided to get Trish's Ex to meet us at the
ball-park we were approaching, and he agreed. Tom was not at all happy
with this when he found out...He stormed off in a rage. I too was pissed,
I had had enough, and so I chased after him. He said he was going to walk
home, which I wouldn't allow, for one; he lived about three hours away
if you walked and two, he was still not sober.

As he was walking, I wanted to hold his hand, I could see he was in pain,
and that made me feel horrible too. I told him to come back to my place
and get a ride home in a cab. Thankfully he agreed. So I got what was
left of my friends [we all had an argument not mentioned here, and are
still suffering from that night...wonderful party huh?!] together and we
headed back to finish my party.

 I quickly opened my gifts and thanked everyone for coming...Now I rushed
to get the all out of the house, I just wanted to have some privacy; [I
do this regularly>] cry myself asleep again. [This paragraph coming up is
now the made-up stuff I was talking about] The only ones left were Trish,
Quinn and Tom, and tom really didn't look to be in any shape to go home,
so I invited him to stay, no ordered him to stay.

So there it was, just him and I now...Dad and my step mom were in bed, so
was my sister. I was setting up a bed for Tom in my bedroom, to make sure
he could make it to the bathroom in time if he needed to puke or piss.
And to a certain extent, to just have him in the same room as me...We sat
up and talked for a while, I loved to listen to people talk, it somehow
soothed me and wash away my pain for a time.

"Cory, can I tell you a secret? You must promise to never tell anyone!"
he began

"Of course, you can trust me"

"Good...well...I'm...I think I am anyways...well...gay"

**Hehehehehehe...your going to have to suffer a little! ;)**


(%)Darren(%)