Date: Tue, 20 Mar 2001 09:50:28 -0700
From: tarantau tarantau <tarantau@hotmail.com>
Subject: Ryan's Odyssey Chapter 8

Here is Chapter 8

I would like to thank everybody who has e-mailed me telling me how much they
are enjoying the story.  But the last few chapters have only gotten very few
e-mails.  It is by your response that I know wheather or not you are
enjoying the story or not, please send the e-mails so I'll know if I should
continue or if I should stop.

In chapter 7 I made a contridiction to myself, when I claimed that Kyle's
parents had shown no signs of being homophobic, when in an earlier chapter I
had claimed that Kyles mom had disowned her own brother for being gay.  I
have made so changes to bring the story back to it's oringinal state.

I have also set up a web page, where you can read the story and other things
of interest to me

http://tdog505.tripod.com/

On to the story enjoy.

I was so happy.

I couldn't believe that he loved me back. I dreamed of this moment for as
long as I could remember. I was sitting on the couch when Ryan and mom
returned from their private talk. She was probably finding out if I knew, so
she wouldn't accidently let something out I wasn't prepared for.

"Boys, I think we need to talk," she said, "please sit down, and don't ask
any questions until I'm done, because this is gonna be hard enough for me."

I sat down on the chair, well Ryan was sitting on the couch. She looked
towards me and said, "You can sit next to Ryan, and even hold hands if
you'ld like, I might as well get used to seen you show some affection
towards each other."

I moved closer to Ryan and grabbed his hand.

"I'm not saying I'm comfortable with this, or even understand it," She
began, "but I will tell you all onething, I will accept it for who you are
and nothing else. But before you think I'm giving you free reign on your new
found love you both better think again. Robin will know nothing of this
until I feel the time is right, when you all in her pressence, you will act
the same way you have acted since you became friends in the second grade,
with the exception of the stupid fight. Dispays of affection will be limited
to the privacy of your bedroom only. I will put a lock on your door, and
what you do behind them closed doors is your choice. I hope you all don't
decide to have anal sex until your much older, but if you are I just hope
your prepared for the consequences. and I don't want to hear about it if you
do."

"Now Kyle as for you, I love you like a son, but I am not gonna hide anythng
from your parents. I know your scared to tell them, but I have known Rich
and Linda for quite a few years, and I know they love you will all their
hearts, and it may be hard for them to accept at first, but don't you think
you'ld feel a lot better and more at easy if you didn't have this hanging
over your head. I'm gonna give you the choice of when you want to tell them,
but it should be soon."

I thought about what she was saying, and realized my parents would hate me,
or at least my mother. My father, I wasn't sure where he stood on the
subject, since he hadn't really said much when mom burned all of Uncle
Pete's pictures and claimed to all of us that as far as she was concern he
was dead. I loved both my parents, but I also loved Ryan. I was being tugged
at both ends, but I realized that what she was saying was true. I had to do
it, if not for my sake then for the sake of Ryan.

"Well you all be there when I tell them?" I asked.

"If you think it will help," she replied, "I will support both of you, and
protect you from whatever may want to harm you."

"Will you invite them to dinner," I said, "and I'll do it tonight."

I called my mother and told her that Miss Suttermill wanted me to invite
them over to a dinner at her house, without letting too much into the reason
why. After a little coaxing she finally agreed, claiming she hadn't seen
Tricia for awhile and it would be good to visit again.

They arrived at around six, and we all sat down to eat. I was nervous
thinking this was gonna be the last supper I would ever eat. What if they
rejected me, what if they didn't love me anymore then what would I do. Mom
Tricia looked towards me and I knew it was time.

I stood up and said, "Mom, Dad, there is alternative reasons for your being
invited here. I have something to tell you, and I realize it's not gonna be
easy for you to handle, hell it's hard enough for me to tell you, but I just
want you to know that it's nothing you all have done, it's just the way
things are..."

"It sounds like your gonna tell us your gay or something," my father
interupted.

"I am," I replied.
and that's when I heard the glass his the floor, followed by a cloud of
silence.

CHAPTER EIGHT

The glass hit the corner of the table, slid off and shattered on the floor,
Kyle's dad stood there for a few seconds with his mouth wide open, probably
trying to comprehend the revelation Kyle had just laid on them. Kyle's
mother though was a different story. I saw a look in her eyes that I will
never forget and to this day I will never want to see again. It was the look
of pure disgust and hate. I stood up and moved closer towards Kyle. I was
gonna protect him from whatever she was planning to do to him.

"Kyle,"his mother screamed, "you'll get that silly notion out of your head
this instant. It will not be the way things are. Nobody is born gay, since
God hates gays, it says so in the bible. Get your things we are going home,
and we will discuss this when we get there."

"No," Kyle screamed back, "Why would I choose to be gay, when I see what we
go through. We get beat up, ridiculed, and most people hate us. So why would
I choose to be an outcast. I have known I was gay since I can remember and
nothing you can do or say will change that fact."
"
You will come home with us now, or you will never be welcomed back into our
home," she replied, and somehow or another I knew she was telling the truth.

I could see the tears steaming down Kyle's face and wanted to wrap my arms
around him and tell him how much I loved him. I wanted to protect him from
whatever harm was coming his way. How could his own mother be so heartless,
could she not see the pain she was causing her own son. My mother had told
me, when I came out to her that she loved me unconditionally and nothing
could ever change that. Kyle was the same person she had raised and loved
for sixteen years, and all those years he had been gay, but as long as she
didn't know about it, she still loved him. I wanted to say something but
didn't know what to say. I just
sat there with my head hung low.

"Linda," we all heard a thundering voice behind us. We turned around to see
where it came from and saw Kyle's dad standing in the doorway. "That is
enough. I will not allow you to tell my son that he is no longer welcome in
my home. Yes, my home, I pay the bills so therefore it's my home. I didn't
say nothing when you disowned Pete, even though I thought you were making a
big mistake. No, I kept my mouth shut and went along with what ever you
thought was best. This time I'm not gonna let you disown my son, who I love
with all my heart. Look at him Linda," he shouted a little louder, "Look at
him, Linda, and tell me what you see."

The tears were now streamin down his face.

"Do you see something different from the person you saw this morning when he
left for school?"

I slid my chair closer to Kyle's and under the table reached for his hand. I
wanted to show him my support. "He's your son, Linda," Kyle's dad said,
"regardless of who he loves, or what he does with his life. He could be a
convicted serial killer and I would still love him the same."

"I just can't handle this right now," Linda said, and then she opened the
kitchen door and walked out.

* * * * * * *

My father and Tricia had decided that I would spend the night and stay there
for as long as it took for my mother to come around. I didn't sleep very
well that night. I could feel Ryan's arms around me as we laid on his bed.
His arms were wrapped around me as he rested his head against my back. Even
though I felt as if my world was falling apart I knew that no matter what I
would never give up the feeling of having the person I loved more then life
itself hold me.

"Ryan," I said. "Do you truly love me?"

"With every thing I have deep inside me," he replied.

I turned toward him and began to kiss him, my tounge exploring the sweetness
of his mouth. I trailed down his chest sucking on both of his hard nipples.
I could feel his boyhood start to expand underneath our bodies. I could feel
the passion rising between us. I wanted, no I needed to take him into my
mouth. With one quick pull I had his undershorts completely off him, and
proceeded to lick his balls. I could feel the heat coming from the tip of
his boyhood. I traced my tounge along the underside of it, sending shivers
throughout my body. I didn't care what anybody else thought, it felt to good
to be wrong. I wrapped my lips around the head and worked my way downwards
taking it all into my mouth, sucking for all I was worth. I could feel his
heartbeat through his boyhood as he moaned from the pleasure my mouth was
giving him. At that moment I felt alive, fufilled, and happy. If I had any
doubts in my mind about my being gay, they were quickly shattered, when I
felt the first waves of his orgasm sweep through his body. I knew at
that moment that he was now a part of me.

"That was the best Kyle," Ryan said. "I wanna return the favor."

He pulled my undershorts off and without pretense took me into his mouth. I
knew I was the first cock he had ever sucked, but I quess natural instincts
and love took over, because the blowjob he gave me was the greatest I had
ever received. I could feel the magic of his mouth as it worked my shaft up
and down. Electic tingles raced throughout my body, as he moved his head up
and down on my shaft. I gripped the blankets as I felt the waves of my
orgasm sweep through my body. He moved up towards me, kissed me and held me,
until we both fell asleep.

* * * * * * *

The annoying sound of the alarm clock woke me from the pleasant dream I was
having. In my opinion the person who invented the sound that comes from an
alarm clock should be dragged out in the street and shot. I reached over
Kyle and turned it off. I hated mornings. "Babe," I said, "time to get up,
we need to get ready for school."

I kissed the back of his neck, and then got out of bed. I walked across the
bedroom floor towards the bathroom. I could feel the warm rays of the
morning sun, through the open curtains hitting my naked body. We had ended
up falling asleep naked just enjoy the feel of each others bodies. I turned
the water to the shower on, adjusting the temperature to a comfortable
setting. I had dreamed about what it would be like when I finally made love
to Kyle, and it was better then anything I could have ever dreamed. The only
thing that compared to it, and it wasn't even close, not by a mile, was
getting to start my first high school football game. I rushed for over two
hundered yards, and scored three touchdowns in leading our team to a
victory. I could feel the water cascading off my back, when I felt a pair of
arms wrap around me.

"Hey babe, "I said, "I was wondering when you were gonna join me."

I felt his hands close around my cock has he started to soap it up. I grew
and stretched in his hand as he lathered it real good. I reached behind me
and grabbed his cock and began to jerk it like he was doing mine. We washed
each other from head to toe, and then helped each other dry off. It was
little things like this that made me love Kyle even more. Simple tasks I had
took for granted before were now all magical.

When we finally got to the kitchen, mom had set up both out a plate of
scrambled eggs, sausage, and tiny fried potatoes, the way she knew I liked
them.

"Good morning, boys," she said, "I hope you all slept okay last night."

"We slept great," I said.

She poured us both a cup of coffee, and set them down in front of us. She
placed her hand on Kyle's shoulder and asked, "How are you doing sweetie?"

Kyle grabbed her hand. "I still love her mom, and it's gonna be hard but I
will not give Ryan up for anything. Maybe Dad can get her to come around."

I couldn't help but hope that he was right, but somehow I really doubted it.
We thanked her, gave her each a kiss and headed out to school. With all that
had been happening to us since Kyle had come out to his parents, and their
reaction I had totally forgotten about another little problem I was gonna
have to face.

Namely Jarod Mitchell.