Date: Wed, 16 Jan 2013 13:58:46 +0000
From: whiteryan65@gmail.com
Subject: I cannot be gay ch4

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I CANNOT BE GAY

Last chapter: Deano and Jonathan were slowly coming to terms what they
really meant to eachother. They also had their second kiss since the whole
debacle happened at the dance and cemented a real relationship. Over the
next few weeks, their relationship grew, as both of them confessed to
loving eachother. Back at the school, all the talk was about the new guy
who joined at the beginning of the term, and how the girls was all over him
in just a matter of hours. When his name, Red, was mentioned, Deano got
scared as the only "Red" he knew, was the one he met behind the tennis
courts on the night of the dance, the one whom he told about his feelings
for Jonathan. When Deano discovered that Red remembered him, and that it
was indeed the same guy, he pleaded with Red not to say anything, but he
got the shock of his life! Red told him he was gay too, and went as far as
to ask Deano out. Deano confessed that he and Jonathan was now in a
relationship. Later, we saw Red being screamed upon by his mother, over
something he allowed to "happen" to his family. After that, Red looked at
pictures of himself...and Deano! He even had an old Christmas card from
Deano...who called him his "bestest friend"! He even vowed that Jonathan
would "pay" for taken Deano away from him. Who is Red really? And what is
his connection to Deano?*

Chapter 4

If you would have entered Deano's house right now, you would have walked in
on a very intimate moment between himself and Jonathan. Both of them were
on the couch in the living room, making out like something crazy. Deano
gripped Jonathan's body so hard, afraid he would somehow leave him if he
didn't. Jonathan jostled for position and cupped the back of Deano's neck
in his hand while kissing downwards his neck. Both boys were almost
breathless at the emotion and power which was generated from this fierce
embrace. Deano gripped Jonathan's shoulder and kissed him, pushing his best
friend down on the couch. He gripped both of Jonathan's arms and held them
away from his body.

"So...are you gonna be the dominate one?" Jonathan whispered, his eyes full
of love as he stared right into Deano's soul.

"Buddy come on! I've always been the one in charge!"

"Is that so?" Jonathan said, smiling evily. Deano leaned down and once more
kissed Jonathan with all the love he had for him. It was then that both
boys felt something rock hard in both of their trousers brushing against
eachother, desperately wanting to come out and play.

"Is that what I think it is?" Deano whispered, amazed.

"I thought you'd know by now, its been hard for as long as we've been
busy," Jonathan replied.

"You wanna...you know...do something?" Deano asked carefully.

"Uhm...I dunno bud, we're both virgins...have you got protection?"

"No...does it matter?"

"Deano, don't get me wrong. I love you. You're my best friend and I would
love doing stuff with you, but not here, and not now, okay? It will just be
rushed because your mom will be home soon. I don't want that. When we do
"it", I want it to be like...special, you know?"

"Yeah okay, I get what you're saying. I'm not ready for sex with you
either. Not that I don't want to, but look how fucked things were after we
kissed. I don't want one of us like...regretting shit after we do it."

"Neither do I. Let's just enjoy this right here, bro."

Jonathan leaned in and touched his forehead to Deano's. Both boys closed
their eyes. No words or actions were needed. They knew what they meant to
eachother.

***

The next day at school was almost over, as the boys relaxed in the shade
underneath the trees on the Rugby field. Deano, Jonathan, Witzel and Jayden
were always together at breaktimes. It was a real fucking scorcher that
day! Temperatures were very high in the summer in this area and their
school uniforms literally clung to their teenage bodies.

"Hey Deano, you got class with that new kid, Red doncha?" Witzel said, his
mouth full of peanut butter sandwich.

"Yeah man, why do you ask?" Deano was immediately on red alert, no pun
intended. Always when he saw Red in school, he felt this cold feeling in
his chest. Red knew...he fucking knew!!!

"Just seems a bit weird that every girl in school is like fucking throwing
themselves at him and yet he doesn't have one on his arm yet. He could like
really just pick and choose. But he's always on his own. Doesn't make
sence."

"Maybe he's just like one of them privates dudes, you know?" Jonathan said,
drinking up the last of his Dr Pepper, which was already luke warm by now.

"Nah dude. You wanna know what I think? I think the dude's batting for the
other team," Witzel said, with a disgusted look on his face.

"The other team?" Jayden said, not completely understanding.

"I meant he's probably GAY, you moron!" Witzel spat out. Deano and Jonathan
looked very nervously at eachother.

"Well if he is, then so be it. Its not our place to fuck around in," Deano
said slowly, while holding eye contact with Jonathan the whole time.

"Fuck that shit, Deano! If the dude's gay, he has no place here! God, those
pansies makes me SICK! Gives straight and horny guys like us a bad name,
not to mention that doing shit like that will make you go to hell!"

Jonathan stood up. He mentioned for Deano to follow him.

"I'm gonna put my can in the trash. You coming, Deano?"

"Yeah, gotta piss again anyway. See you guys later in class okay?" Deano
said, holding out his fist to first Jayden and then Witzel.

"Yeah buds, see ya! Jayden, you think the new fucker is gay too...?"

Deano and Jonathan walked to the trash can very, very quietly. Jonathan
dumped his can and they made their way to the toilet.

"Jono, there's no one in the corridor, let's use the teacher's bathroom
instead. Much less chance of someone catching us there."

"Okay."

The two teenagers entered and Jonathan made sure he closed the door
properly. Deano was standing in one place, his back away from Jonathan. The
latter quietly walked over to Deano and place his hand on his shoulder.

"You okay?" he asked.

"You heard what Witzel said outside there, ofcourse I'm not fucking okay!"
Deano said, his voice trembling.

"That's why I wanted to get you away from him just now. Don't listen to
what he says! I don't even know why we still hang out with him and
Jayden..."

"What he said about gays! GAYS, Jono! About them going to hell! This,
what's going on between me and you! What the fuck do you call it?"

Jonathan steadied himself before looking Deano in the eye. He could see a
few tears just waiting to spill over his beautiful boyish face.

"I call it, I love you. That's what I call it. Come here..."

Jonathan closed the gap between them and hugged Deano very tightly against
him. The latter was breathing in and out very fast, almost on the point of
hyperventilating. Jonathan placed a kiss on Deano's head before they heard
the door started to open. Jonathan pulled Deano into the nearest cubicle as
fast as he could. What had to be a teacher, entered. After a while they
heard water running and what sounded like someone washing their hands,
which was quickly followed by the dryer's noise. Finally the person left
the bathroom and Jonathan sighed out loud.

"Fuck, that was close."

"Jono...

"Yeah bud?" Jonathan said, running his fingers lovingly through Deano's
spiky hair.

"I don't wanna do this anymore..."

"Deano...no Deano! No! You can't mean that!"

"I'M NOT GAY, Jono! I love you! You mean so much to me! But if all this
means that I'm gay and that I'm going to hell, then I can't do this!"

"FUCK THAT SHIT! Since when is love supposed to be wrong? We love
eachother! The fact that we're both boys means NOTHING!"

"It does to me, Jono. I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. But we are stopping
whatever is between us, right now. I'm sorry. I can't...I just can't."

And with that, Deano Richards left the bathroom, leaving Jonathan Riley's
heart in tatters.

***

A week had passed. A week in which both Jonathan and Deano wished to
forget. Both of them were moody and refused to have anything to do with
eachother. Jonathan kept away because he thought Deano didn't love him as
much to give them a chance, no matter if he was gay or not. Deano kept away
because he was literally afraid of being a abomination to God and that he
would be sent to hell if he continued with Jonathan. And one person who
picked up on what the problem really was...was Red Donovan.

During Pcycics, the only class that Deano and Red had together without
Jonathan, Deano told him everything, and how he refused to accept that he
was gay.

"Dude, if you are, then you are, you can't change or wish it away," Red
said.

"Red, being gay is a sin okay? No offence. Each to his own, I know you are
gay aswell. But I really don't wanna go to hell when I die. And being gay
is a massive sin."

"You're sounding like one of them preachers on a Sunday morning, jeez!"

"I'm sorry, man. Its just this whole "having feelings for Jonathan" thing
has fucked me up so much. I NEVER thought I'd feel like this. I always used
to look down on gay guys. And now its happened to me." Deano said sadly.

"So you and Jonathan are over? Not only like in your relationship, but your
friendship aswell?" Red asked, with a delightful glimmer in his eye.

"I don't want to be. But I guess so. Everytime I see him, I wanna hug him,
just be with him, kiss him...FUCK! I have to stay away from him, Red. I
don't wanna make God angry."

"If that's how you see it, you probably have to..." Red replied, with a
sneaky smile on his face. Part one of breaking up Jonathan and Deano, he
didn't even have to lift a finger! Now to go in for the kill. To make sure
Deano never trusted Jonathan again, never wanting to have anything to do
with that piece of filth...forever.

***

Jonathan was sitting in his room listening to his Metallica CD's. He never
thought for once in his life, that he'll be so alone like he was now. Just
last week, a mere seven days ago, he and Deano were kissing like two
starved teens on honeymoon. Now, they hardly spoke. Jonathan grabbed his
phone and scrolled down to Deano's number...should he, or shouldn't he? He
carefully and slowly pressed the call button. It gave about four rings
before Deano answered.

"Hey."

"Hey."

Silence.

"Did you want something?"

Only to hear your beautiful voice, Jonathan thought, but didn't wanna say.

"Just wanted to catch up, see how you are."

"I'm cool, Jono. Listen, I gotta go, see you around."

And that was that. Jonathan REALLY wanted to throw his Blackberry into a
fucking million pieces against the bedroom wall, but he controlled himself
just in time. The doorbell downstairs shocked him out of his morbes. He
quickly jogged down the stairs and casually opened the door.

"Oh hey dude! My car broke down, just down the road here. I've tried next
door and the house before that, but no one's home. Could I maybe call a
towing company from here?"

"Sure, Red. Its just inside the livingroom there, come on in."

Jonathan allowed Red to pass him. He had heard so much of this guy, like
how all the on heat bitches couldn't stop talking about how hot and sexy he
was. Before this entire Deano saga, he would have hated Red for having this
effect on girls. But now...Jonathan would himself, against his will, find
Red very sexy indeed...He decided to wait in the kitchen until Red was done
and after a few minutes, he was joined by the latter.

"Oh thanks, dude. You saved my skin. Its my car, but my dad gave it to me,
and sometimes he still acts as if it's his."

"No problem. Say, you want some Coke?"

"That will be good, pal!"

Jonathan turned his back towards the fridge and reached for the two
Cokes. Before he could turn around, he felt a MAJOR presence behind him. He
turned around very quickly and saw Red was standing very, very close to
him.

"Dude...?" was all Jonathan could muster.

"What's the problem, Jonathan? Don't tell me you're afraid for a little guy
action after all you and that Deano dude got up to?"

"How...how the fuck do YOU know about that?" Jonathan was stunned.

"Deano told me. Infact, he couldn't wait to."

Red was really enjoying this. He could feel he had Jonathan in his
pocket. This was REVENGE, you fucker, he thought. You took Deano AWAY from
me! Now I'm taking him back...

"I don't know what to say, Red. I really thought he wouldn't tell a
soul..." Jonathan said, know really getting worried. Someone knew...DAMN
YOU DEANO! I trusted you! You were my BEST friend!

 Red smiled and suddenly Jonathan felt a nudge underneath his chin. Red
gently lifted his face up towards his own. As much as Jonathan was angry at
Deano, there was a hot guy standing right infront of him. His cock began to
swell.

"God, you're so beautiful, Jonathan. Your face is chiselled, fuck look at
those arms, all muscled and powerful. I've seen your body in PE, I was so
hard, everytime. Deano is a fool..."

Jonathan didn't even have time to think before he felt Red's lips against
his own. The element of surprise was too much. But Red wasn't finished
there. He ripped Jonathan's school shirt APART from his teenage body, and
quickly caressed the latter's chest, incredible eight pack abs and arms,
taking it to Jonathan's hair, running his fingers through it, feeling the
texture of this hot guy. He attacked Jonathan's neck, kissing the most
sensitive spot at the bottom, while making his way down steadily to his
stomach. Red looked upwards at Jonathan who still held the two Cokes in his
hands. He leaned forward and placed a kiss on each and every of the eight
pecks he found on Jono's stomach. He nuzzled the bits and fluffs of hair in
and around his navel, before taking hold of Jonathan's school pants.

"Red...don't you think we shouldn't be doing..."

"Shut the fuck up and enjoy it."

Red tore off Jonathan's pants, aswell as his boxers, leaving the fifteen
year old teen boy naked before him. Red slid his hand between Jonathan's
fingers and grabbed hold of his virgin dick. He gently started to stroke
the hard member up and down, elicting moans and deep emotional grunts from
Jonathan. But Jonathan's wasn't into foreplay today at all. He spat on his
fingers and caressed the teen's cock even more, making it nice and slick.

"FUCK!! OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FUCK!!!" Jonathan yelled out of the back of
his throat as Red immediately started to deep throat his cock. Red went up
and down a few fair times, went back up, circled his tongue around the
head, which Jonathan responded to in grabbing Red's hair. Red grabbed
Jonathan's cock by the base and licked up and down the rock hard teenage
shaft, keeping his mouth clamped on the pulsating virgin member. The tip of
Jonathan's cock was by now a bright purple as its owner face fucked Red
beyond belief. A virgin dick was never gonna last last long under this kind
of tortue, especially when Red grabbed Jonathan's balls with his free hand
and started to caress them in their sensitive sacks.

Without breaking the rhythm, Jonathan really didn't have time to warn Red
as his thick, virgin, sperm started to spew down Red's cock sucking
throat. There had to be tons and gallons of the stuff, or so it
seemed. Red's mouth was as wide as a crocodile's as he tried his best to
gobble up all the cum that simply kept spurting and splattering all over
him. Once he was satisfied that most of the cum was in his stomach, he took
the spent dick in his mouth yet again, and cleaned off most of the residue
before releasing it, where it bobbed around in mid air, exhausted.

Jonathan was breathing so fast, he feared he was getting some kind of panic
attack. This was the first time he...

"There you go. All clean and dry now. You taste good, you sexy
motherfucker. Forget about Deano. He doesn't deserve you. Lemme take care
of you."

Jonathan was still in no state to speak after his earth shattering orgasm
at the hands of someone else for the first time. He clung to Red as they
embraced. Well...clearly Deano didn't want him any more. What was the use
of still hoping? Deano didn't wanna be gay! And here's a hot, gentle, yet
outgoing guy who really wants to be with me...WHAT TO DO??

***

Later that night, Deano was busy washing up the dishes when the front door
bell rang. He placed the cup down that he was drying off and headed for the
door.

"Red! What are you doing here this late?"

"Bud, I just had to come over. I know this is gonna hurt you, but you gotta
know this, you HAVE to know the truth."

"Truth, what truth?" Deano asked, a frown on his face.

"Its Jonathan. He...you see I didn't know who he was! I was trying to fix
my car, when he came past and offered me to call a tow truck from his
house. The moment I was done, he jumped on me! I'm sorry, Deano! I didn't
know he was your Jonathan!"

"What are you trying to say, Red?" Deano asked, his eyes hard and
emotionless.

"We had sex, Deano! After I asked him what about you, and he said...he said
that you didn't wanna be gay, so he's done with you. I'm so, so sorry,
buddy."

Where as his eyes were all sympathetical, Red's heart was laughing out
loud. He had FINALLY suceeded!

***

Jonathan decided to take a walk late that night. He couldn't sleep
anyway. He walked and walked the streets what seemed like hours. He just
didn't wanna think about what happened between him and Red that
afternoon. He felt guilty, even though it was Red who initiated it. Why
didn't he STOP him? As he came closer to his house, something glimmering
caught his eye. At first he thought he had imagined it, but as he walked
over to where Red's car was parked earlier this afternoon, he saw it
clearly. It was obviously the moonlight that allowed it to sparkle. It was
a chain, a silver one. That's odd, he thought.

He turned it around and read the enscription at the back.

"BRANDON"

Oh...then it's not Red's, he thought. Better keep it with me incase this
Brandon person comes looking for it...



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