Date: Sat, 11 Jul 2009 14:59:40 +0000
From: David Lee <dlee169@hotmail.com>
Subject: Second Chance, Chapter 31

Second Chance, Chapter 31

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Chapter 31

The St. Patrick's Day LGBT party was what some teens would describe as
"totally awesome".  As Dylan had promised, the program part of the evening
was short and to the point.  It was mostly a PowerPoint presentation that
gave sobering statistics about the plight of gay kids in many schools.

The speaker, however, didn't end it on a sour note.  She explained that
because of organizations like the one they were attending, things were
turning around.  Her last slides showed how many young people – even
those brought up in strong evangelical churches – said that they had
friends who were gay and that they were okay with that.

"We know that changes in social behavior usually tend to be more
evolutionary than revolutionary, but I can tell you from experience that
it's a far different world today than the one your parents and grandparents
grew up in.  A lot has happened since the Stonewall riots.

If you're gay and out, walk proud and don't let anyone make you feel
ashamed of being who you are.  If you're straight, be a friend to someone
who is different from you.  People with brown eyes don't lose anything by
having friends with blue or green eyes.  The same applies to people who
have different orientations.  Be open and accepting of everyone.

If you're not sure about your orientation, don't be upset.  Everyone is
different.  Labels are not all that important!  Being active in this group
could help you come to better understand who you are.

Thank you for your kind attention.  Now, I'll turn the mike over to Ted who
will tell you about all of the fun options you have for the rest of the
evening!"

Ted explained about the costume judging, face painting, food, games, and
dancing.  There was an activity for everyone's taste.

Dylan was amazed at the number of kids who'd turned out for the event.  He
had recruited some of them, but there were students that he either didn't
know well or at all.  Some had come with dates of the opposite sex, as he
had, and others had come with friends of the same sex.  It was difficult in
many cases to figure out who might be gay and who definitely wasn't.  It
was simply a bunch of high school students having fun together.

Aaron was having a ball.  He had met a couple of guys who seemed to be
interested in getting to know him better.  He was hoping that at least one
of them would want to date him.

Josh was quite busy for the first half hour painting shamrocks on the faces
of kids who thought that his work was the best.  Eric was his main
advertisement.  Everyone who saw him wanted their faces painted like his.
Josh had asked the sponsors to purchase extra colors instead of plain Irish
green.  He mixed them to create highlights and shadows so that the leaves
looked three-dimensional.

One of the boys asked him if he would design a tattoo for him.  He said
that he'd pay a good price for one that was creative because he wanted
something unusual to have on his back when he was old enough.  Josh said
that he would consider it.

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Later in the evening, Dylan sidled up to Josh and Eric while Marissa was
off to the restroom.

"Thanks for coming.  I know Aaron is happy to see so many kids here.  See
the one he's talking to?  His name's Sam Hikiji and he's a sophomore
transfer from one of the suburbs near where you used to live, Eric.  Anyway
they've hit it off.  I overheard Sam say he was into water sports.  Maybe
we can recruit him for the swim team."

Josh and Eric snickered.

"What?" Dylan demanded sensing that they were sharing a private joke.

"Uh, among some people, `water sports' can refer to pissing on each other."
Josh enlightened him.

"Eew!  How do you know that?" Dylan responded incredulously.

"Oh, I've read a few things on the `net that keep me up on slang.  You can
go to urbandictionary.com and find lots of stuff."

"It's also called a `golden shower'." Eric added.

"Oh man, it's a good thing I didn't invite the kid to join the swim team.
I'd have looked like a total idiot!  Thanks for not making fun of me.  You
won't tell Aaron how naïve I was, will you?"

"Nah, but we might tease you when he's not around." Josh laughed.  "We
could demonstrate by initiating you into a club of something."

"Yeah, the wrestlers in my old school did it to the new kids on the team to
humiliate them so they'd do what the older guys told them to." Eric said.
"There were lots of stories about those guys that made me suspect that at
least some of them were gay or maybe perverts."

"I'll pass on the initiation!"  Dylan exclaimed.

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In the cafeteria, some kids were dancing by themselves or in groups when
there were line dances.  For the couples' numbers, a few guys and girls
were together, but no same-sex couples seemed comfortable holding each
other close for slow dancing.

When Josh got a mischievous look on his face, Eric knew that something was
afoot.

"Okay, I know you; what are you thinking?"

"What if we were to cut in on Dylan and Marissa?  You can dance with one of
them and I'll take the other.  Then we can switch.  It might get some of
the guys who want to be out there to quit hugging the wall..."

"Okay, I'm game.  I can't wait to see the look on Dylan's face!"

The boys did what they had discussed.  Eric cut in and danced off with
Marissa while Josh, since he'd known Dylan longer, danced with him.  It
took a couple of minutes for the kids who were standing around to notice.
Then a titter went through the crowd, growing louder with each passing
second.  Aaron grinned and asked Sam if he'd care to dance.

"Thanks for asking, Cutie.  Since neither of us is exactly stuck in the
closet, there's no reason not to."

Sam was a bit taller than Aaron, so it was natural for Aaron's head to rest
on his shoulder during the slow, romantic number.  Several people in the
room envied their boldness and a few decided to join them.

After breaking the ice, Josh and Eric sat out the next number.  They were
tempted to go out on the floor together, but weren't quite ready to come
out at school.  It was one thing to clown around with Dylan, but quite
another to hold each other intimately in public.  Neither was sure that he
could keep up a straight façade under those circumstances and they figured
that something might pop up to embarrass both of them.

At the end of the evening, Eric and Josh took Luc home with them because he
had permission to stay over with his brother.  Rob had not come to the
event because no young adults were allowed if they didn't go to that school
(which automatically eliminated Blake).  Blake needed to work anyway, so he
couldn't have come even if he'd been permitted to.

Garret's parents didn't want him to go to the LGBT meeting, so he was
coming over to sleep with Luc afterwards.  His parents' reluctance for him
to be around anyone or anything that was gay convinced him that he needed
to stay in the closet until he had the means to be on his own.

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It wasn't really late when the boys arrived home, so Josh asked Eric to go
up to the studio with him for a painting session.  Eric wasn't exactly
amazed by the request because Josh could get an inspiration at any time of
day or night.  He was surprised, however, when Josh began to strip with him
as soon as the space heater had warmed the room sufficiently.

Josh asked Eric to close his eyes and lie on his back on the rug while he
got his supplies in order.  Eric was so relaxed that he nearly jumped when
he felt the tip of a small paintbrush on his balls.

"Relax Babe.  I'm going to do a little different kind of painting tonight
and I hope you'll let me take photos for our personal collection as well as
do a video.  I think you'll like the results.  I had this inspiration after
that kid talked about a design for a tattoo.  I'm glad the sponsors let me
bring home the extra body paint."

Eric's dick stayed hard for the entire time that Josh worked on him.  He
was curious as to what Josh was painting, but resisted the temptation to
peek.  After a half hour or so, Josh helped him up to stand in front of the
full-length mirror.

"He's beautiful!  Get the camera and record him and then make him spit
fire!"

Josh had painted Eric's erect penis to look like a fearsome dragon.  The
colors were beautiful and it looked like a professional tattoo.

Eric wanted his dragon to be recorded from every angle and Josh did too.
The photo session got a bit rushed because Eric wanted to be released from
the exquisite agony of being hard for so long.  His dragon was drooling
long strings of precum, obviously anticipating what was to come.

Josh had also stayed hard for most of that time and he was ready to be
delivered as well.  But first, he set up the video camera on a tripod so
that it focused on Eric who was lying on the rug again.  As soon as he was
satisfied with the lighting, he joined Eric.

They lay side by side in the 69 position as they played with each other's
stiffy.  Josh did his best not to obscure Eric's dragon or mess up the
paint as he gently used his index finger and thumb to stimulate it.  That
resulted in a teasing sensation more powerful than if he'd wrapped his
entire hand around it and pumped hard.  Eric loved it so much that he had
to return the favor.  Now the two were basically tickling the area behind
each other's little head creating very intense feelings.

Their moaning increased as they got ever closer to climax.  Eric gasped and
went rigid a split second before spewing.  His first shot landed on his
right nipple with the succeeding ones making a sticky trail down his abs
and oozing toward the rug.

Josh came several seconds later with a similarly impressive display of
jism.  Both lay back grinning for a few minutes before their strength
returned enough to get up.

For once, Josh was prepared with paper towels to clean up the mess.  Eric
had other ideas as he ran his tongue across Josh's chest.  They ended up
needing only one piece of towel for drying off after the greater part of
their loads was consumed.

When they reviewed the video later, they were amazed at the number of
volleys they had produced.  It looked like a quality porn video.

After making out in the afterglow for a few minutes, they tiptoed down the
stairs to shower together before heading to bed.  No one was in the hall to
see them.



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Eric and Josh had hair appointments with Corray on Saturday.  Their former
stylist had moved to Atlanta because of her husband's job and she passed
them on to the new guy.  It was okay by them since Corray did excellent
work.  Corray was more than happy to have two more regular clients –
especially cute ones that would let him try new styles.  Because of how
he'd "saved" Josh's hair before the gallery opening, he had gained several
regulars from the swim team already.

While Josh was having his hair styled, Eric window-shopped at the sporting
goods store.  He thought that he'd look at the life vests for children to
see if he could find one tiny enough for Robbie.  He was studying the label
on the littlest one when someone put an arm on his shoulder.

"Hey young Stud, how's it hangin'?"

"Oh, hi Reese.  What brings you here?" Eric asked as he moved away from
Reese a bit.

"I was looking at a sexy Speedo until I saw something that's a lot hotter!"

"What was that?"  Eric frowned.

"You, of course.  Are you and Josh still an item?  I'd really like to get
to know you better."

"Yeah, we're still boyfriends."

"Well, if you ever want to know what it's like with a real man, let me
know.  I'll give you my phone number and we can talk."

"I told you way back in August that we're both off limits!"

"Don't be too hasty to settle down," Reese grinned as he slipped a card
into Eric's shirt pocket.  "I can be a lot of fun and I won't expect you to
give up your boyfriend."

Eric turned away and hurried to his appointment with Corray.  He told Josh
about the vests, but left out the part about seeing Reese.  After Josh went
off to the sports store to check them out, Eric felt a twinge of guilt for
withholding the information.  Why hadn't he mentioned Reese?

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Garret loved being invited to spend the weekend in an all gay household.
He had figured out that Scott and Ben were lovers since they shared a big
bed in the master suite.  He knew about the other guys of course, so he
felt right at home.

Luc and he had made out and gotten off together before going to sleep on
Friday night and now the two of them were supposedly doing homework in the
den before a cozy fire.  Well, they were attempting to do homework.  They
seemed to get distracted about as much as they stayed on task.

Eventually, they finished everything just as Ben called them to lunch.
Eric and Josh were still at the mall.  They had called Rob to tell him
about the infant life-vests, so Blake was taking Rob and Robbie to have a
look and join them for lunch.  It was fun for them, even if it was junk
food, because Blake and Rob didn't get to eat out together very much.

Ben and Scott enjoyed their time with Luc and Garret.  It wasn't often that
they got to visit with these kids.  They found them both to be witty
conversationalists who could talk on a variety of subjects.  On top of
that, the boys pitched in to clean up after their meal.

The two boys excused themselves to play on Luc's laptop up in the bedroom.
The men suspected that it might be a bit of subterfuge in order to be
alone.  Whatever it was, it was no one else's business.

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Once he'd logged onto the wireless system, Luc went to www.lifeout.com
where he proceeded to further Garret's education about male sex.  Garret's
eyes widened at the images his younger friend brought up on the screen.

"Wow!  How did you know about that?  We're too young to be on this site!"

"Do you want me to leave it?"

"N-no!  I want to see.  That guy's licking his own dick!  I wish I could do
that.  Can you do it?"

"Yeah, I can swipe my tongue across the tip pretty easily.  If I curl up in
a ball and hook my toes under the headboard on my bed I can suck on the
head.  But, you have to be careful not to strain your back.  That could do
damage.  Want to try it?"

"Okay," Garret said nervously.  "Let's make sure the door is locked."

The boys stripped quickly and were hard in seconds.  Luc demonstrated the
position he used and invited Garret to join him.  Garret, after a lot of
straining, managed to lick off a pearl of precum that had accumulated on
his throbbing cock.

"This is hot!  But it does hurt my back a little," he complained.

"We'd better do 69 then," Luc offered.  "We'll get all the gain without the
pain."

It turned out to be a fantastic suggestion.  Garret enjoyed the intimacy of
having another guy's cock in his mouth.  He put the tip of his tongue
against Luc's slit and slid his foreskin over it.  That was a turn-on for
both!

Just when Garret thought it couldn't get any hotter, Luc ran his middle
finger in the cleft between Garret's butt-cheeks.  Garret reciprocated and
both boys moaned in pleasure.  Their overheated stiffies exploded without
warning.  Both boys received a blast of warm spooge that nearly filled
their mouths.  They giggled and made out while coming down from their
sexual high.

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Reese stood on the upper level of the mall overlooking the food court and
watched the four young men and baby.  He wondered if he'd ever score with
any of them.  He missed the domestic scene he'd had with Blake, but loved
the challenge of a new conquest.  Right now he had his eye on Eric.  The
boy had protested that he wasn't available, but he hadn't refused the phone
number.

It wasn't that Reese wanted to come between Eric and Josh; it was that he
would love to make it with either one of them, or both.  Hmm, he wondered
if they could be talked into a three-some.

Since he felt he was too young to settle down with one guy, he was certain
that those boys had to be.  That was an awesome array of sweet young cock
down there!  One of them was bound to become a notch on his bedpost.

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Author's notes: Thanks to everyone who wrote since last posting: Baurch,
Ott, Rutabaga, Gary McC, John McD, Dave J, Paul R, Bill K, Carroll, Mark H,
Paul L, Louis K, Karserus, Jim We, Tom A, Jim C,

Sometimes people really do get a second chance.  Here's a recent email from
a reader in its entirety.  It's posted here with Mark's permission as you
will read in the text.  It's very touching.  I've already shared this with
my editors, Tom and David.  As I say in the disclaimer before each chapter,
they are an integral part of this effort.  Here's the email:

David,

I can totally understand your comment about getting the word out. I think
we have been writing each other for a while and I have something to share
with you.

I have a very good friend that I met while we were in the Navy. At first it
was only a strong friendship. I mean we did everything together. We ate,
showered, and worked together. It was not because we had to but because we
wanted to.  We were able to get our work schedules changed so we had the
same exact schedule. Well that friendship developed into something deeper
and I got scared and I guess in denial and pushed him slowly away from
me. About 6 mos later I saw him in the hospital and we were roommates. You
see we were both hurting from our experiences with each other and we both
couldn't cope being apart. We both tried to off ourselves. (I can't and
won't use that other word). Well while we were laying in our hospital beds
we got to talking again and we became true friends again. Now here is the
problem. He decided to get married to try and prove his manhood. I did the
same. (By this time we were both out of the Navy). Well neither of our
marriages worked.... go figure. The problem was we both knew we loved each
other but I guess at that time did not want to admit it or face it. Now I
will fast forward.... Here we are 2 years later and we have been back in
contact with other and I guess we are not going to screw it up again. We
have been together for 2 1/2 years now and going strong.

I guess I wanted to tell you MY story because we did not know about the
support groups nor did we know anyone who we could talk to without being
pegged for "Don't Ask, Don't Tell". And to think we both almost took our
lives because we couldn't cope and were very depressed because we were
afraid. That is why I love your stories and the messages you bring
forth. My man is here well actually at work, and now that we are both
civilians, we work on the same military base doing the same job we did when
we were on active duty. I really think it sucks while we were in the
military we had to sneak around but now we can be as open as we want to
be. It just don't seem fair. Well I could go on and on but I know you have
other emails to read and answer. I don't mind if you share some of my story
for encouragement to your readers but only use my first name.

Thanks....  you have no idea what an impact you have made on our lives and
we truly love you for that and you are always in our thoughts.

P.S.  One other thing we have had problems with... He is white, 6'1,
sparkling green eyes, blond, pretty muscular, and I am black, 5'8", grey
eyes, black hair, and average build. Most of the problems we have from
other people is we are a mixed couple but we decided to get counseling to
cope with this issue before it becomes a problem. I guess you can call it
preventive maintenance.

I promise to go this time.

With all of our love,

Mark/Charlie

Don't you just love these guys?  I'm so sorry that they had to go through
what they did and I'm so happy that they managed to survive and find
happiness!!!  I pray that this gives hope to others out there who may be
going through similar struggles.

David