Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2001 13:45:33 -0800 (PST)
From: J X <xxx_supafly@yahoo.com>
Subject: Interview with a Quarterback Part 2

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**************

David fielded the phone call that early Saturday
morning. As I completely expected, it was my work. One
of the other employees had quit, leaving good old
dependable Alek the one they called in.

"Ugh, I don't want to go in today," I whined to David,
laying on his chest.

"Its only until four," He commented back, stroking my
hair.

"Yeah right, they tell me that every Saturday. But
good old fat fucking bitch Kathy will call in, and
I'll wind up closing,"

"That's the great part about your job. Now get up and
get in the shower," He laughed, pushing me off of his
chest.

I made a very un-happy grunt then stumbled my way
towards the bathroom.

When I emerged into the hallway, everything was as I
had expected. As I walked by our office I noticed the
usual paperwork burying the floor. Dad must've spent
another hard night at work. But it was obvious he'd
come home for something. Oh well, not my paperwork.
Not my office either. My computer was in my room.
Along with the few files of paperwork I actually had.

I walked into the bathroom and flipped on the light
switch. I walked over to the shower and turned it on.
I flicked the bathroom radio on, and began to undress.


"Ugh, I really don't want to work today," I spoke to
myself as I removed my boxer shorts.

I hopped under the streaming water as Mariah Carey's
latest number one "Heartbreaker," came on the radio.
Being the obsessed MC fan I am, I lost all thoughts of
hating work and got caught up in singing. That's
probably why I didn't hear David walk in.

"Sing it MC," He laughed. "Shut up," I laughed back.

I rinsed the rest of the conditioner from my hair then
shut the water off. I pushed back the shower curtain,
then stepped out onto the bath mat. David was just
depositing his cock back into his boxers, giving me
just a quick glimpse of the dick I loved so much. He
smiled a coy little smile at me, as I reached for my
towel. He put his hand up to stop me. I think I knew
what he had in mind, but I flashed him a puzzled look
anyways.

"Allow me,"

He snatched the towel from my towel rack and went to
work on my body. He gently swabbed the water away from
my body, until he reached my dick. He dropped the
towel and went to work with his tongue. He teasingly
flicked his tongue across the head of my shaft, which
was becoming more prominent with every lick. I looked
down to see a drip of precum ooze from my shaft.
David's eyes lit up as he caught the drip with his
tongue.

"Mmm, nothing like a blowjob before work," I moaned,
running my fingers through his hair.

David said nothing as he continued his work with his
tongue. I began to fuck his face lightly. He began to
fondle my balls, getting a slight moan from me with
every squeeze. It was then that I heard the footsteps
in the hallway.

"Alek, you in there?"

It was my father. David immediately removed my dick
from his mouth and jumped to his feet. Even though my
father knew I was gay, neither of us wanted to be
caught fucking. David looked at me with a nervous
"what the fuck are we gonna do," look on his face.
With a stroke of genius, I turned on the shower.

"Get naked and get in there," I whispered to David.

"What?" He asked me as if I were insane.

"Just do it,"

With that I slipped my robe on and stepped out of the
bathroom. My dad was there waiting for me as I stepped
out of the door. He flashed me a typical parental "I
know something was going on," look. Fortunately, I
guess my father was never one to ask questions. But he
did just assume that I would tell him.

"David's taking a shower," I stated plainly.

"And you were in there why?" He asked in return.

It was obvious by the tone of his voice he really
didn't care why I was in there. And I think he knew
deep down what was really going on. But that's what
made my dad cool, he didn't really care about my sex
life, thankfully. My friend Tiffani's mom makes her
tell her the details of every sexual encounter she
has.

"Getting ready for work," I said, digging in the
pocket of my robe and finding my comb.

"Sure you were," He laughed, and slapped me on the
shoulder.

He continued to laugh as he walked back down the hall
towards the office. I just did my usual bewildered
head nod and walked back to my bedroom.

I flicked the radio on the walked to my closet. I
flung the doors open and stared blankly at the jungle
of clothes as Christina Aguilera's latest "Come on
Over Baby," blared through the speakers. I thought
about wearing blue jeans and a sweatshirt, in hopes of
getting sent home early. But I knew that would never
happen, no matter what dress code I broke. I had all
these clothes, and still no idea what to wear. Fashion
was my high point. I wouldn't leave the house until I
dressed perfectly. But that usually meant I spent 20
minutes or more infront of the closet, and another 30
infront of the mirror.

But, unfortunately I didn't have time for that today.
So I snatched a black Old Navy Sweater and a pair of
Khaki's. I walked over to my dresser and grabbed a
fresh pair of boxers and quickly slipped them on. I
slipped the khaki's on, then walked back to the
bathroom. The items for my perfect hair were in there.
And so was my naked boyfriend.

Lucky me, David was just stepping out of the shower as
I walked in. He did a mock attempt at covering up his
dick. I laughed at him and shook my head.

"Sorry babe, it takes more than two hands to cover
that up," I stated matter of factly.

"Stop, you'll give me a big head," He mocked back.

"Too late," I said, wrapping my arms around his naked
waist.

He kissed my forehead then hugged me close to him. If
it were humanly possible, I would've melted into a big
puddle of goo right then and there. It was like heaven
to have him back again. To be able to stand in his
arms, without having to worry who knew about it. I had
my man back. And I wasn't going to let go this time.

"Mmm, I love you baby," I spoke into his chest.

"I love you too," He replied. "Now get your ass
ready," He laughed, pinching my ass.

I laughed lightly then slipped my shirt on. I watched
in the mirror as David got dressed. After he had
slipped his shirt on, I went to work with the
hairspray. After I had created a nice fog cloud of
hairspray, I walked back to my room. I grabbed a pair
of socks from the basket atop my dresser and walked
down the hall towards the kitchen.

I grabbed a bottle of orange juice the sat down at the
table. I took a few quick swigs then slipped my socks
on. I reached under the table and grabbed my shoes. I
took another quick drink of my orange juice then put
my shoes on. I was now officially ready for work. So I
grabbed my keys from the key hook and went back to
kiss David goodbye.

"I'm outta here gorgeous," I spoke to him as I walked
through the door.

"K," He spoke then kissed me. "Call me if your getting
out at four or not. I'll have my cell on,"

"Ok," I said, and kissed him again.

He patted me lightly on the ass, then I walked out. I
walked gingerly to my car and quickly got in. I had
been wasting time and was gonna be late. But oh well,
that's another thing this company could care less
about. So I took the time to dig through my CD case
and find a good selection. I settled on Shania Twain
CD "Come on Over." (And by the way, Shania cannot
legally be considered country, at least not in my
eyes.) I started the car and pulled out of the
driveway as Shania sang to me on how she felt like a
woman.

I was relieved as I pulled into the parking lot of my
hell hole of a job. Heidi was manager today, instead
of the fat ass Store Manager that I couldn't stand.
Heidi was like my sister. And if I were to be
straight, she would be the kind of woman I would want
to have.

She was gorgeous, even being gay I couldn't deny that.
She was a short skinny little thing, standing all of
5'1" and weighing about 110. She had gorgeous brown
hair, which always smelled great. Yes I smell this
woman's hair, so sue me. Her eyes were a very dark and
mysterious brown, which we're the tell tale to how she
was feeling that day. And topping off the Heidi
package, (for you bi guys) a pretty impressive chest.
But being gay, it was never the topic of conversation.
So, sorry, couldn't tell you how big they are. But I
do know that she can't buy her bra's in a normal
store, and has to order them from the Victoria Secrets
catalogue.

Heidi and I could tell each other anything. She had
been there for me so many times, just as I had for
her. I even risked getting my ass kicked by her ex
husband just to protect her. But since he hit me
first, and I was only 16 at the time, he's in prison
now. How does that saying go? Good riddance to bad
rubbish.

I greeted Heidi then walked to the back room. I opened
my locker quickly and grabbed out my name tag and
register keys. Another thing the company didn't care
about. It says somewhere in the company handbook that
only management is supposed to have keys. But I had my
own, and I wasn't management. Oh well, that's the
corrupted world of Dollar Stores for you.

The day went by VERY VERY slowly. When I checked the
computer at noon, we had had 40 customers. Very very
slow day. Heidi and I spent most of the time sitting
at the registers and talking about David and her
boyfriend Jeremy. If the day was going this slow, I
seriously hoped that I wouldn't have to close.

But nothing ever goes that way I want it too. At 3:30
the aforementioned "fat fucking bitch Kathy" called
in. There went my evening. I couldn't leave Heidi
alone, even if we had only had 75 customers all day.
So I called David and told him I'd be here until 11.
The store itself closed at 9, but when Heidi and I
closed together, we didn't usually get done with the
after close chores until around 11.

But Heidi and I must've been hauling ass today.
Because by 10:00 we had done everything but counted
the deposit. But that usually didn't take us long.
Especially on a day when we'd had 107 customers. So I
called David and told him to get up here. He said OK,
and that he was on his way.

It took us less than 10 minutes to count the deposit.
Which added up to a whopping $198.37, which is low,
even for a Dollar Store. But fortunately David was
close by. He was knocking on the front door by the
time Heidi got to the computer input. I walked up to
the front and greeted him with a kiss. Then we walked
back to the backroom.

The three of us sat by and watched rather unpatiently
as the ancient printer printed out the daily
worksheets. At almost 20 after ten it was finally
finished. Heidi slipped in the end of day disk, and we
were done. I tossed my name tag and keys quickly back
into my locker and darted for the door. It was a
Saturday night, this hell hole was the last place I
wanted to be.

When we walked out to the parking lot, we noticed
another car there waiting. It was David who first
noticed who it was.

"Its Jamie," He spoke to us.

Jamie was David's best friend. At least I think he
was. I knew he was a big homo phobe, and with David
now being openly gay, I didn't know where they stood.
But David didn't look happy to see him. And Jamie the
same. I was the first to notice that there were 4
other people in the car with Jamie.

"Hey Bowen," Jamie called to us. "Can I talk to you a
minute?"

"Yeah hold on," David yelled back. "This wont take
long, why don't you guys go to Jesse's and grab some
coffee," He spoke to Heidi and I.

"All right," We agreed.

So Heidi and I left David and walked down our strip
mall to the 24 hour coffee shop, aka Jesse's. We both
ordered a White Chocolate Carmel Cappachino and sat
down at our usual table. Heidi and I continued to chat
as we had all day, this time the topic of conversation
was Geoff, David's brother. We both agreed that he was
cute, and had nice arms. But then quickly changed the
subject, because neither of us liked him all that much
yet.

Our cappachino's had no sooner arrived then heard
yelling from outside. Heidi and I flashed each other a
quick look of concern and asked Jesse to hold our
cappachino's for us. He obliged and Heidi and I walked
to the door. It was then that I saw in horror the
entire car load of Jamie's friends gathered in a
circle, yelling and kicking something. I couldn't see
for sure, but I knew that it was David.

Heidi and I ran back towards our store as fast as we
could. Heidi in the meanwhile was digging in her purse
for her gun. Heidi had gotten right to carry a gun
after the trial against her ex husband. He had vowed
he would get out and kill her, so the state agreed she
should have a gun.

"You better back the fuck up!" She screamed as we
approached them

Jamie stopped his violent kicking long enough to
notice Heidi had a gun. He signaled for his cronies to
pull back. And then I watched in disgust as they ran
to his car and peeled out. I wanted to scream when I
finally saw. David laying there unconscious and
bleeding. I immediately dropped down to him as Heidi
phoned 911. I could hardly believe it. They had jumped
him. A man who was supposedly Jamie's best friend. And
they had jumped him. I got a sudden pang of guilt
inside me when I realized what it was probably about.

I was sobbing uncontrollably by the time the
paramedics arrived. I had cried so much as to have
made myself throw up. I fell into Heidi's arms and
continued my sobbing. The paramedics suggested I not
ride with David to the hospital, for fear I would get
sick again. So Heidi agreed to drive me. My mind was
in 1,000 different directions. I could not stop
sobbing long enough to utter an understandable word.
But Heidi did her best to comfort me, taking my hand
in hers the entire ride to the hospital. It was a good
thing she was there, or they may have never stopped.
Because as good as I'm able to fight, I couldn't have
taken out five people at once.

When we arrived at the hospital, I was forced to wait
in the waiting room. I had started to calm down a
little. I could actually speak enough to tell Heidi
David's home phone. Unfortunately David's parents were
out of town for a business meeting. But she was able
to catch Geoff at home. He said he was on his way.

One of the nurses was nice enough to get me and Heidi
a cup of coffee while we waited for word on David. I
had calmed down significantly. I was able to tell the
police everything that had happened without breaking
down. And by the time Geoff arrived, I could talk
without sniffling a thousand times.

Geoff looked more intense than I had seen him in a
long time. I had witnessed this look lots of times
before, usually as we argued with eachother in the
middle of a hallway at school. But this time it wasn't
directed at me. He and David had always been extremely
close. He even buried the hatchet with me, just to
make David happy. And someone had fucked with David,
and it was obvious Geoff was not happy about it.

"Any word yet," He asked, a very quiet tone.

"No," I said back. "They expected to be at least an
hour,"

"And it was Jamie?"

"Yeah. And four others,"

"The idiot squad," He said back, gritting his teeth.

Geoff walked over and grabbed a cup of coffee. He
began to pace around the waiting room a little, then
stopped at the window. He stared emptily out the
window for a second then started to speak again.

"Hey Alek, your a man right?"

That made me mad for a second. I thought maybe he was
going to blame me for his brother being gay. But then
in a flash I started to understand what he meant.

"I think I understand you," I replied back, standing
and walking towards him.

"We gotta do it,"

"Yep,"

"Are you guys going to get in a fight?" Heidi asked,
walking up to us.

"Yeah," I replied.

"You can't take them on alone. I'll call Jeremy,"

Maybe I should explain about Jeremy. Jeremy isn't just
Heather's boyfriend, he's a cop. He'd managed to get
Heidi and I out of quite a few problems, mostly
speeding tickets. Did I mention that Heidi and I both
drive Mustangs? And with Jeremy's help, Geoff and I
would be able to kick the shit out of Jamie and his
loser friends. And then they'd go to jail. Win win
situation.

"All right, you do that Heidi. Can you stay with Dave
until we get back?" I asked

"Yeah, I'll stay," She said, sitting back down.

"Thanks, this shouldn't take long," Geoff said,
walking towards the door.

I quickly followed Geoff out the door and to his car.
We barely talked the entire ride to Jamie's. Both of
us were in a rage. I did tell Geoff that Jamie was all
mine though. He could kick him after I'd already beat
his ass. Heidi called my cell phone on the ride to
Jamie's and told me Jeremy would be waiting close by.
And for us to drive down Palmer Road so he'd know that
we were there. I agreed, and hung up the phone.

I was getting more and more angry with every second.
Jamie had done the same thing with me. We had been
very good friends, but the second I came out, he hated
me. He hadn't attacked me though. For some reason,
that had been David. David hadn't flaunted the fact
that he was gay like I had. I was Mr. Gay Pride. You
would think they would rather kick my ass. But David
had been the one. I didn't understand it, but it
pissed me off. And Jamie would see just how pissed I
was. That would do just great for his image, getting
his ass kicked by a queer.

As Geoff and I had hoped, Jamie's car parked out front
of his house. We had stopped and talked to Jeremy. And
he agreed to give us 10 minutes. But I told him not to
break anything up until he saw Jamie down. I had no
doubt in my mind that I could take out Jamie. He was
scrawny to say the least. Which is probably why he had
four other people with him to jump David.

Since Geoff hadn't been there, he went up to the door.
Geoff told me couldn't get out of the car until he'd
given me the OK. Then I could get out and kick his
ass. And Geoff would basically be there to keep the
others off of me. And if he had to kick there asses to
do it, then so be it.

After what seemed like forever, Jamie and Geoff
finally walked out. Laughing and joking around. As my
usual paranoid mind did, I began to think Geoff may be
setting me up. Geoff flashed me a quick wink as they
approached the car, which set me at ease. I didn't
know what he had in mind. But I knew it would be good.


Geoff reached in his pocket and pulled out what I
could identify as a bowl (For weed, you know what I'm
talking about.) I still had no clue what Geoff had in
mind. But I still knew it would be good. For some
strange reason, Jamie still hadn't noticed me sitting
in the car. But they were close enough for me to hear
them speaking.

"So what's up man?" Jamie asked, passing the bowl back
to Geoff.

"Not a whole lot. Just came to talk to you," Geoff
replied, passing the bowl back to Jamie.

"Bout what," "Bout the fact that you and your bitch
friends jumped my brother,"

"Fuck you,"

With that Jamie took the first swing. Geoff grabbed
his arm and pinned him to the car. I was amazed that
none of Jamie's friends had ran from the house to
attack Geoff. Jamie was struggling to break free from
Geoff's hold, but unsuccessful.

"Your bitch friends aren't here to save you Jamie!"
Geoff yelled, right into Jamie's ear. "Time to get the
ass kicking you deserve! Alek!"

I jumped from the car as quick as I could. After I was
out, Geoff removed Jamie from the car, still holding
his arm. After I gave Geoff the OK, he threw Jamie at
me. As Jamie came at me I met him with a fist. He
immediately hit the ground. I dropped my knee
immediately in his stomach and began to pummel him
with my fists. I was in such a rage that I blacked
out. I was snapped back to my senses by Jeremy pulling
me off of him. When I looked down at Jamie he was just
as I had wanted him, with blood streaming from his
nose and mouth.

"Better watch who you fuck with next time," Geoff said
plainly, then turning around and kicking Jamie in the
side.

"All right, I think he's had enough," Jeremy spoke,
picking Jamie up from the ground.

I watched very happily as Jeremy cuffed Jamie and took
him to his cruiser. Geoff and I began to laugh as
Jamie was crying that he didn't want to go to jail. I
had accomplished everything I had set out to do. I had
beat Jamie's ass bloody, without even a scratch to
show for it. That'll teach him next time before he
fucks with someone. There are some homo's that'll
fight back. And I happened to be one of them. No one
fucks with my man. Especially a piece of shit like
him. David had battled to be with me. And no one was
going to ruin that.

Geoff and I were extremely excited on the drive back
to the hospital. He filled me in on exactly what had
happened, since I had blacked out. Nothing too
exciting, just me pounding his face in. I felt great.
I was just hoping that David would be okay when we got
back to the hospital. There had still been no word
when Heidi called. But that was over an hour ago,
there had to have been word by now.

I was almost skipping as we walked back up to the
emergency room. The nurse that had brought us coffee
was walking out as we were walking up. She smiled very
happily at me, and brushed her blonde hair from her
face. Something told me David was doing good.

"Glad to see your feeling better," She said, stopping
to talk to us.

"I feel much better. How is he?" I asked in reply.

"He's gonna be fine. He's pretty cut up, but nothings
broken. He'll just have to keep everything cleaned up
or it will scar. But I'm sure you'll see to that,"

"I think I can handle that,"

"Okay, you boys be good,"

Geoff just shook his head and threw his arm around my
shoulders. The nurse at the desk directed us to where
David was. I could hear him and Heidi laughing as we
walked up. It was great to hear his laugh. At least he
hadn't let all of this depress him. But then again I
hadn't let it depress me either. I was heading that
way, but Jamie cheered me up. You know exactly what I
mean.

"Hey gorgeous," He said to me as I walked up.

I walked up the him and kissed his lips lightly.

"Get out of my chair bitch," I joked with Heidi.

"Shut up," She laughed back and punched me in the arm,
but hey she got out of my chair.

"So Heidi tells me you two went and did some male
bonding?" David joked, glancing at Geoff and I.

"Yeah, Jamie was with us too," Geoff said back.

"Good," David said back.

"Mom and Dad are gonna freak ya know that right?"
Geoff asked David, sitting in the chair next to Heidi.


"Yeah, but oh well. I've been handling them for 21
years bro, I think I can do it again,"

"Good point,

"Babe, I'm so sorry you had to go through that," I
said, stroking David's hand.

"Sorry about what. I've told you a million times Alek,
that this was my decision. You are not the reason for
any of it. Now that is the end of that discussion,"
David said frankly, staring a hole in me with his
eyes.

"Ooh, he told you," Heidi joked.

I flashed a quick scowl at her, then turned my
attention back to David. He was pretty cut up. I was
beginning to wonder how many stitches they had sewn
into his head, because there sure as hell looked like
a million. It pained me to see him like that. I wanted
to go kick Jamie's ass all over again. But I had given
him a worse enough beating earlier. And I was sure
David would give him one when he got better anyways.

I began to zone out as the three of them started
conversing. I began to think of what had happened
today. And what a statement that had made for Geoff.
He had let me handle everything. The "Old" Geoff
would've beat Jamie on his own. Because God knows
queers aren't capable of fighting, let alone winning
one. But Geoff had stuck behind me. It said alot about
him, and his stance on David and My's relationship. He
had kept his calm, and hadn't blamed me for anything.
If things kept up like this, maybe Geoff and I would
become friends.

I couldn't erase what David had said just minutes
earlier. It was true. It was his decision. I just
happened to be involved in the outcome of it,
thankfully. I was sure David knew that it would be
hard for us. I'm sure he wasn't expecting this to be
part of it. But he seemed to accept it. As good as one
can be expected to accept the fact that your best
friend just turned his back on your for something that
really makes you no different. I was starting toget
angry again. So I snapped myself back to reality.

"Where were you?" Geoff asked

"My own little world," I replied back, turning once
again to David. "When can you leave?" I asked him,
re-grasping his hand.

"Their gonna keep me overnight. Just to make sure
there is no kidney damage. Because I was pissing
blood,"

I brought his hand up to my mouth and kissed it
lightly. I felt so at home staring into his beautiful
blue eyes. I reached up and began to stroke my
favorite part of him. His hair you perverts! Just
joking, I set you up to think that way. I glanced over
and noticed Heidi and Geoff fake gagging. I stuck my
tongue out (which is an inside joke to Heidi and I)
and flipped them off. Heidi stuck her tongue out at me
then spoke.

"I've gotta go," She spoke, standing from her chair.
"My cat probably misses me," She said, yawning.

"Yeah, me too," Geoff said, yawning as well. "I've got
a sex date with Stacie," He said, stretching.

"Good, get out," David joked. "We need some time
alone," He said, glancing at me and suggestively
raising his eyebrows.

"Are you gonna stay the night Alek? Because I have
your car remember?" Heidi asked, flinging her purse
over her shoulder.

"Yeah, I'll stay here. Come back and get me in the
morning though, K?" I said in reply.

"Yep, visiting hours start at 9, so I'll be here bout
10," She said again, walking up next to me.

"All right, thanks Heidi," I said.

"No prob baby," She said, hugging me.

"Bye you guys," Heidi said, walking towards the door.

"Bye," David and I echoed back.

"You guys be good," Geoff laughed, clapping hands with
David.

"We won't," David joked back.

"See ya," Geoff said, walking to the door.

"Bye," We echoed again.

I looked up at David, and saw him smiling. I was so
happy to see him smiling, after the day he had had. He
may have lost Jamie as a friend, but he didn't seem to
care. He had a loving group of friends now, and none
of us would ever abandon him. I wouldn't let him go
for anything in the world. I loved him more than life
itself.

He reached up and patted my head lightly, then moved
over slightly in his bed. He patted the bed, in his
signal for me to join him. I happily obliged, crawling
up next to him in bed. I laid my head down on his
chest and heard him sigh in contentment. I followed
suit, letting out a sigh of my own. Even under these
circumstances, I had never been happier.

"I love you baby," He said to me, stroking my hair
gently.

"I love you too," I said back, hugging him tightly.

David grabbed the room remote and aimed it at the TV.
He flipped through the stations for a few seconds
until he found the Digital Music channel. He reached
behind us and shut the light off, as we drifted off to
sleep with Diana Ross singing to us that "Love is all
that matters.".............................