Date: Mon, 10 Oct 2016 04:35:09 +0000 (UTC)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Taking a Stand II

I finally broke away and placing my hand on his slender hips, guided him
backwards until his legs touched one of the chairs by my work bench. I
directed him to sit and when he did I knelt between his legs and began
rubbing up and down on his thighs while slowly inching my way upward to his
crotch. I slipped a hand up inside each leg of his boxers, rubbing softly,
edging my way up until I reached his balls and allowed my fingers to graze
over each side of them. Toran moaned quietly, his hands gripping the arms
of the chair as if to prevent him from falling off. Toran slid downward a
little more so that his balls would hang a little bit instead of rest on
the seat of the chair.

I used both hands to push one leg of his boxers up, then placed one hand on
his inner thigh and the other about where his balls were and pushed gently,
opening him up, then leaned in and licked at the crease between his leg and
pubic bone, the skin smooth to my lips. God I love that area on another
boy. It is so soft and sensuous and sensitive on me and other boys that I'd
been with. I assumed that it was no different for Toran, and I was
correct. His moans became louder as I kissed and licked. I then moved over
to nose on his balls then licked there. His breathing became faster, he was
almost gulping air as I licked on his smooth, hairless sac. As I licked and
suckled his balls, I had let my other hand move upward to grasp onto his
rigid flesh through the silk and discovered what felt to me like a
respectable six or so inches of rock hard boy cock.

"Oh fuck Dixon, stop or I'm gonna cum," he moaned, his hands running
through my hair. I did stop, and stood up, then bent and kissed him
passionately for a second or three before standing straight before him. I
put my hand on the waistband of my underwear but his hands went straight
for mine, moving them out of the way.

"I want to do that" he said huskily and pulled the elastic waist outward
then down freeing my rampant boy boner to stare him in the face. Toran
gasped as it bounced free.

"God your cock looks so huge," he whispered as he pulled my underwear down
to my feet where I stepped out of them. "And you still have your foreskin
too," he said, a slight bit of envy in his still somewhat high pitched
voice. Toran reached for my cock and stroked on in, the other hand reaching
underneath and cupping my fat smooth balls and hefting them. I kept my nuts
shaved, trimmed up my pubic bush so that it wasn't so wild, and of course I
kept my butthole smooth as well.

"Your balls are so big too," he said as he gently squeezed them, "bigger
than mine."

"Then let me see you" I responded, putting my hands on his forearms and
encouraging him to stand. He did, and I pulled him to me once more and
kissed him fiercely, pushing my tongue into his open mouth. As before, my
hands were on his delicious little butt but this Time they were under his
boxers, grasping the fleshy orbs in my hands before sliding to the sides
and pressing the waistband open as I moved to the front to pull it open
enough to get them down over his hard cock.

I moved my lower body away from his just far enough to pull the cloth down
far enough to catch it with my toes and tug his underwear to the floor. I
kept kissing him, our tongues battling, first in one mouth and then the
other. As my body returned to press against his, my hands were firmly on
his ass and forcing our hard cocks to mash side by side into our bellies. I
finally broke the kiss and dropped to my knees in front of him, and stared
at his crotch. I loved what was before me.

Toran's stone hard cock stood proudly upright, a pulsing six plus inches of
boy flesh underneath which hung a smooth and hairless bag of teenage sperm
filled balls. Behind the pillar of pale blue veined flesh was a neat patch
of light brown pubic hair with no visible trail of hairs toward his flat
"outtie" belly button.  His cock was cut, and the pink head swollen with
blood, clear liquid leaking downward under the helmet like head. It was
beautiful, just like its owner, and I told him so.

"You're beautiful Toran; your cock is magnificent" I said quietly, and I
leaned in and licked the precum from under the head before pulling the
shaft downward and resuming the cleaning with my tongue. I took the head
into my mouth and sucked it softly while allowing my tongue to explore the
satiny surface. The boy moaned with pleasure, his hands on my head,
kneading my scalp. I placed a hand on Toran's ass and the other on his
smooth balls and guided him forward, taking inch after thick firm inch of
warm flesh into my mouth until the head bounced off the back.

"Oh fuck oh god," he moaned as his pride and joy disappeared into my warm
recess of my mouth. I encouraged him to fuck my face, pushing him away
gently then pulling him back to me.

"I'm gonna cum oh fuck I'm gonna cum Dixon ooohh gaaaaaaawwddd," he moaned
as his cock erupted. I felt his firm flesh swell and the warm liquid of his
balls splash against the back of my mouth and slide down my throat. Both of
my hands moved to his hips, guiding his hard cock in and out of my mouth,
forcing his young sperm to exit his body in squirt after squirt of gooey
boy goodness to find a new, albeit unproductive, home in my stomach. The
boy couldn't have stopped if he wanted to. Mother Nature had taken over and
was helping Toran to lose his virginity as he pumped into my mouth.

After what seemed like five or six squirts, followed by a minute of
shaking, Toran finally stopped. I let his cock sit in my mouth, knowing
that if I moved my tongue he would go nuts from the tickling
feelings. Besides it was okay just to have my mouth wrapped around his
favorite body part. I loved cock, pure and simple. Toran finally removed
his dick on his own. I stood up to face him.

"How was that baby," I asked, "did you like that?" he only nodded his head
then threw his arms around my neck and kissed me hard and long.

"Oh ya," he said once he stopped kissing me, "God that was so awesome Dixon
I can't believe how good that felt. I smiled at him then led him to my bed
and lay down, pulling him with me. We held each other and kissed, then he
said,

"I want you to cum too Dixon, what should I do?" I told him that he could
do anything he wanted to me; jack me off, suck, whatever he felt like he
wanted to do.  He then slid down to my waist and just looked me over,
something I really love having a boy do the first Time we're together. He
stroked on my cock a little, then hefted my balls again, and just looked me
over.

"I can't get over your body Dixon, it's so awesome and your cock is so big
and I love that you have your foreskin. I have always wondered just how
that works and now I know.  And look at the precum Dixon, oh man you make a
lot. Do you shoot lots of sperms too?" he asked.

"Well, I guess you'll have to find that out for yourself sweet boy," I told
him. Toran began by licking the precum off my cock head and then he pretty
much followed what I had done to him.

Toran took the head in his mouth and sucked it a bit before trying to get
the shaft inside. Of course he choked after about two inches so I told him
to go slow. He finally managed to get almost four inches of me into his
mouth and then he stayed there, bobbing his head up and down, taking my
thick cock and out of his mouth.  It really didn't take long. SomeTimes it
does but it had been so long since I was with another boy and this one was
so goddamned cute and I was so hot from having his cock and cum in my mouth
that I hit the peak fairly soon.

"Fuck Toran, it feels so good having you suck my cock dude but I'm gonna
cum real soon, you better move your mouth away."  He did as I suggested,
saying his mouth was getting sore anyway. So, he stroked on my cock, again
commenting on my foreskin. Other boys had done the same thing. I learned
early on that most boys had been cut a birth and was very grateful that my
parents had chosen to leave me intact. Every cut boy that I knew wished he
still had his foreskin.

"Oh god Toran," I groaned, "hold me tighter, go a little faster, oh man,
I'm gonna squirt out my sperm oh man oh man."  I thrust my hips in the air,
and groaned loudly as jet after jet of hot boy sperm blasted out of my
cock, headed for the moon. The first squirt went over my shoulder hitting
my pillow, the tail end of it draping across my clavicle. The next one went
in my hair, and the two after that on my neck and three more onto my
chest. My dick finally quit spitting and slowed to a dribble onto my belly,
two or three more small spurts. It was pretty messy.

"Fuck Dixon," Toran exclaimed, "you shoot a lot of cum, man I never saw so
much sperms in my life. Course I haven't seen any but mine, but still."
Toran let go of my cock and slid up along side of me and I pulled him to
me, kissing him, rubbing his back and his delicious little ass while he got
into the swing of things and did the same for me. I liked the way his body
felt against mine he fi me very nicely. It didn't take long before we were
both hard again, and making out, stroking each other's cock while we
kissed.

 There were so many things I wanted to do with him, to him, but I knew that
it was going to take Time. For now though, I told him to wait a sec and
reached into a drawer in my headboard and took out some lube and applied it
to both of our hard cocks, then I concentrated on his, stroking up over the
lubed up head and causing Toran to go fucking crazy. He got the idea and
did the same to me. Because he was new at partnered sex, Toran got there
first.

I could tell by his moans and breathing that it was Time so I stopped his
action on my cock and moved him on his back and finished him off, stroking
on the head till he said he was gonna cum then moved to the shaft and
continued. I watched, always amazed, as fresh boy cum blasted out the pale
head of his cock and up onto his chest. Toran made a fair amount of sperm
himself, not as much as me, but enough, and of course this was his second
coming, as it were, so he might be a little short on amount. I kept on
jacking his cock until it slowed to a dribble then slowly stroked it,
milking him, getting every single drop out.

 When he finally stopped I rolled to my back and started doing
myself. Toran wanted to do it but I told him to suck on my nipple instead,
which he did. I love having my nipples sucked and played with so it wasn't
overly long before I was ready to cum again and told Toran he should
move. He did, and just in time as my dick erupted again, spewing forth
white, sticky cream that splattered my torso from my chest down to my belly
button.

"I just can't get over how much cum you make," he said then leaned down and
kissed me again.

"I feel all gooey," I said, "Wanna take a shower together?" He did, so we
did, and of course we washed each other. I went first so took the
opportunity to work on his asshole. I had soaped his back and legs before
tackling his delicious butt.

"Man Toran, your ass is so cute, I want to gobble it up" I said as I washed
him. "Spread your legs baby" and he did. I soaped up and down his cleavage
then went all the way under and soaped his balls from behind. I moved back
and forth a few Times before I finally went for it and slid all the way to
his boy hole, soaping it over and fingering it.

"Oooohhhhh god Dixon that feels so good," he moaned.  "I can't believe how
that feels in there, oh man."  I rinsed him all over then got on my knees
and spread his cheeks, opening his asshole to air for the first time. I
looked it over a second then put my tongue in there, reveling in the
texture of his anal muscle.

I love rimming, and when the boy is as cute as Toran was then it's extra
fun. I licked all over the puskcered muscle, poked the tip of my tongue
into the very aperture. I worked my way down to the underside of his balls
and back up again, savoring the texture of his muscle. My cock was
throbbing from the pleasure that was roaring through my body like a tsunami
and judging from Toran's moans and groans, he wasn't finding any complaint
with my work.

I stopped and turned him around, almost poking my eye out from his rock
hard rod. I sucked his cock into my mouth and bobbed there a few times
before letting it plop out. I stood up and he fell into my arms.

"Oh my fucking god that was so incredible Dixon, where did you learn to do
that it feels so fucking good I thought I was gonna cum on the spot."  I
laughed and told him it was just part of being a gay boy.

"Those silly assed straight boys just don't know what they are missing," I
said, "and besides that, gay guys probly suck cock ten times better than
girls cuz we love it so much. I think if straight guys knew how much gay
boys worshiped cock they'd be standing in line with their pants down."
Toran laughed and said I was probly right.

He took the soap and proceeded to wash and soap me, just as I had done to
him. Although he was fine with washing my asshole real good he wasn't ready
to put his mouth in there. I kissed him and said it was ok, maybe he would
and maybe he wouldn't but for now, there wasn't any good reason for him to
worry about it.

We got out, dried off and I asked him if he was hungry to which he nodded
yes so I suggested we go down stairs and rummage up something and headed
for the door.

"What if your mom comes home and we're running around naked, I'd die of
embarrassment and she wouldn't let me see you again."

I chuckled and told him he was partially right and so cast my eyes around
until I found my briefs and tugged them on while Toran pulled his red silk
ones back on.

"My mom knows that we are home having sex Toran, or she at least suspects
that we are. That's why she went out for the evening, to give us some
privacy."

Toran's face registered total shock. He could not be more shocked if she
walked in the room and actually saw us naked.  I went on before he could
freak out.

"I came out to my mom almost three years ago Toran, and she supports my
sexuality totally. She knows that I am gonna be sexually active, especially
with a boy I like," and here I kissed him before going on. "She's a
clinical psychologist, not a minister. We have been over the safe sex thing
and she trusts me completely. I have had a boy friend before who spent the
night almost every weekend and who I had sex with alot. Mom is tactful, she
would never ask but what she does care about is my emotional well being and
that of the boy I am with. So don't be surprised if we talk openly about
sexuality and feelings stuff front of you, or with you, ok?"

"Well that pretty much freaks me out but if you say so then ok. I trust you
Dixon, I said that before and I mean it.  I sure can't imagine my mom being
like that."

We headed down to the kitchen and rummaged around, finding a variety of
things to nibble on and taking it all up stairs to my room where we ate and
talked.

I told him about my only boyfriend, Scott, who I was with for about four
months and ended when he moved to Europe with his family who were military.
He asked about my dad and I told him that dad had been killed in a car
accident when I was ten. He had been a great guy and I still missed
him. Toran asked what my dad would have thought about me being gay. I'd
given that some thought and even asked my mom what she thought and we both
had agreed that my dad loved me beyond measure and nothing would have ever
changed that. He would have loved me no matter what and would have accept
my being gay without question. Furthermore he would have welcomed with open
arms any boy that I might have had a relationship with. I explained all of
that to Toran who nodded his head.

"I hope that my parents are just as accepting Dixon."

Toran talked about his life growing up in Johnstown, how boring it was and
a little bit about his family. They were a little bit strict but loving and
he wasn't sure just how they would deal with his being gay, which he had
suspected since he was ten or so.

"So what was the deal the other day with the bully boys," I asked quietly.
He didn't say anything for a while then said,

"About three months ago I mentioned to a girl who I thought was a close
friend that I thought that a certain boy was kind of cute. Well, the short
story is that she mentioned something to a girlfriend and it got
around. I've lived here all my life and know everybody and no one thinks
I'm queer but Brian Stevenson and the Edmonson twins want to think so and
give me a hard time about it. Of course they bully everybody so no one is
taking them seriously about my being gay since they call everyone a fag.
It won't be long before they'll pick on you too Dixon, it's
unavoidable. You need to be careful around them. That was a great thing you
did for me by the way but they resented it so watch your back."

I chose not to go there with Toran. The bully boys were a non entity in my
book, they didn't count, they would not be a problem, but I didn't tell
Toran that. It was easier to avoid conflict and that was how I would deal
with them, avoidance if at all possible.

"So what do you think would happen if you actually came out, if you, or we,
just stood right up and said we were gay. How do you think that would go
over here?"  Toran considered that for a moment then said,

"I honestly don't know. I've wanted to tell a few close friends and my
parents for a year or so but it is so fucking scary that I haven't." I
could relate somewhat. Scott had been terrified that his military father
would kill him if he found out. How the man never suspected is beyond me.

I heard a knock at my door and mom asked if we were decent.

"No mom," I yelled, "We're stark naked." Toran almost died.  Mom said she
was sorry and would see us in the morning.

I laughed and yelled that I was just kidding and she could come in and she
did.  Toran was clearly embarrassed that a woman he didn't really know saw
him in his underwear, no tee shirt or nothing and of course mom knew he
would be so after saying hello to him directed her conversation to me.  It
wasn't much, just how were we doing and all that. I told her just great so
she knew, and that was ok. She said she had an okay time with the girls but
nothing to crow about.  Just isn't like the city.  She said goodnight and
left.

"You just told her didn't you?" Toran asked, a little edge to his voice.  I
smiled and nodded my head then went to him and held his face in my hands,
kissing him, I said,

"Baby, I like you a lot, I hope we can be boyfriends. My mom will know
sooner or later so trust me when I tell you, it's easier to get that part
out of the way right off the bat. Of course seeing us in our underwear is
pretty much a give away dontcha think?"

"It's just so, weird, you know. I mean having an adult know that you're
being sexy with their kid, and a son no less. Just takes Time getting used
to." And he kissed me back.

It was late and we were both tired so decided to go to bed. I slipped my
boxers off and Toran looked at me kind of strange.

"I like sleeping naked with a boy Toran, I like feeling our bodies touching
without clothes getting in the way. He smiled and dropped his red silks and
I looked again in wonder at him. Fuck he was so cute. We climbed into bed
and lay face first in each others arms, kissing, whispering to each other,
before falling asleep.

Toran and I woke about the same time the next morning, me first, and I lay
looking at him in sleep. I had woken up in the middle of the night to find
him cuddled up close to me, his hand grasping my hard cock, which explained
the dream I was having. I smiled to myself and went back to sleep. When he
woke up I asked,

"Sleep well baby?" He nodded that he had so then I asked if he was hungry
and he said he was starving so I suggested that we go eat. We took our
morning piss, threw on boxers and T's then went down to the kitchen where
mom was drinking coffee and reading the paper. I said g'morning and gave
her a kiss. She said good morning to Toran and asked how he slept, and he
said fine thanks. She smiled and went back to her paper. I poured cereal
and made some toast and we munched, not talking much. Toran wondered what
we would do for the day then suggested a movie so I asked mom and she ok'd
it. Toran said he would call his mom and ask. He did, she said ok and that
afternoon we went to see the newest Steven Segal flick.

I like Segal movies, I liked the moves in Aikido. Short, sweet, to the
point and often, bad assed. Toran and I sat close together with our legs
touching, and sometimes our hands, through the whole movie. Afterwards we
saw the twins but managed to avoid them and walked around a bit before mom
come pick us up and drop Toran off at his house. I kissed his cheek before
he got out of the car, which I think embarrassed him a little bit but he
smiled. We both wanted him to spend the night but his parents were the "one
night on the weekend" kind of people. I hated that.

Saturday night was a drag, Sunday wasn't much better and I had my first run
in with the bully boys.  It wasn't much really, and it was only Stevenson,
god only knew where the twins were.

I was walking along and minding my own business when he pulled up in a
car. He was a junior, spose to be a senior, had his driver's license. He
yelled at me to come over to his car. I kept walking and ignored him. I
wasn't gonna buy into his shit. He drove past and stopped the car and got
out, meeting me at the sidewalk.

"I told you to come here city boy," he said angrily. I didn't want any
trouble with the guy. It was gonna come sooner or later, that I knew, but I
wanted to put it off until I knew a little more about him and the twins,
how they moved, how they operated. So I told him I was sorry I must not
have heard him.

"Yeah well you better start fuckin listening punk ass. I didn't like how
you rescued fag boy the other day and interrupted our fun. You a fag boy
too city boy, huh?"

"HHmmmm," I thought to myself. Maybe it would be better to pull the
confrontation to me, maybe get it over with, although I knew it would take
more than this. Fuck I hated this shit.

"Uuummm no, I'm not gay, as if it's any of your fucking business whether I
am or not." The guy outweighed me by fifty pounds at least but wasn't much
taller than me, maybe two inches. He was fat, looked slow, which proved to
be right as it took him a second or two to figure out that I had just shit
all over his little parade.

"Why you little prick," he growled, "I'll teach you a fuckin lesson" and he
reached with his right, which meant he was left handed since it was pulled
back for a punch. I ducked under his grasp, dropped to one knee and
hammered him in the balls with my right fist then rolled onto the lawn away
from the street since that was his back leg.  As soon as I was cleared I
was on my feet and running, although not all that fast since I knew there
was no way that fat ass was gonna be chasing anyone for a day or two. He
didn't yell after me which was a good and a bad sign. Good in that I nailed
him hard, bad that he would not soon forget it. But that's ok. An angry
opponent is one who makes mistakes and I was a guy who cashed in on
mistakes.

When I got home I called Toran and told him what happened.

"Oh man Dixon, they are gonna be gunning for you tomorrow." I told him that
I knew it but that if it happened and he was with me, that he needed to do
exactly as I told him. Don't think, don't question, just do it and do it
fast. Could he do that?

"Dixon what are you talking about, you're scaring me, you aren't gonna
like, shoot em or anything are you?"

I laughed and told him no, I was not, but that there were lots of things
about me that he didn't know about, one of which was that I could take care
of myself. Just follow my directions.

School went okay until just after lunch. I figured that I might make it
another day. I guessed wrong. We were standing at Toran's locker and
something had struck me funny so I wasn't paying attention. All of a sudden
I was whipped around and slammed backwards against the lockers. Brian was
standing in front of me, red faced as all hell, one twin was about three
feet to my left and the other was the same distance on the other side of
Toran, who was on my right. I immediately pushed on Toran lightly, moving
him another foot away from me. That served two purposes. It put space
between him and me, and the twin, who thought Toran was trying to dig out,
stepped in closer. So far so good.

Stevenson had his right hand at my throat and I instinctively put my left
hand on his from the outside, a normal reaction except that I was testing
his strength as well as placing my hand where I needed it to be. His left
hand was cocked back to swing and he was running his mouth.

"You little mother fucker, I am gonna fuck you up for yesterday." Of course
there was a crowd and it was growing bigger. I told Toran not to move,
which aggravated Brian all the more. So far, so good.

"You don't worry about him fuck face, he's gonna get fucked up after you
are."

"So," I said looking him in the eyes, "Are you gonna blather all day or are
you gonna swing." I heard Toran groan at that, knowing he was gonna get
hurt really bad.

Actually, there was kind of a collective gasp from those standing close
enough to hear.  As I said, fat boy was not all that fast and he
telegraphed his swing so far in advance that I could have eaten a sandwich
waiting for it to get to me. The rest happened in a heartbeat.

As soon as Brian's swing was committed, I jammed my thumb hard on the
muscle between his thumb and index finger. Try it, hurts like hell and of
course he loosened his grip immediately. At the same time, my fingers,
which were in the palm of his hand were now reefed back hard, using my
thumb in his hand for leverage. What this did was torque his wrist to the
outside. The wrist isn't made to go in that direction and it won't go very
far without breaking so the victim has to roll his body with the twist or
lose the wrist. That is what Brian did, but only a second after his left
fist smashed into the locker where my head had just been. I had moved my
head and my body, putting weight into the wrist lock so Brian headed
downward, right into the twin on my left and once his fall was assured I
let go.

 Putting my weight on my right foot, reached out and grabbed Toran's upper
left arm for support and I spun to my right, my left leg cocked, ready for
a spinning round house kick that came across the front of Toran's body and
hammered the other twin right at the ear bouncing his head hard against the
lockers and stunning him momentarily. I dropped the leg and now I was
standing directly in front of Toran who had a shocked look on his face, not
quite believing he had been taken from the hands of death. Our faces were
inches apart and I had a hand pressed against the lockers on each side of
his head.  I said quietly so only he could hear,

"You ready to take a stand, be my boyfriend and to hell with who knows it?"
He nodded and whispered,

"Yes, to all of it." I had been watching the twin I had just kicked out of
the corner of my eye. He didn't know it, nor did anyone else who was
watching but I needed to make a showing. I needed for everyone watching to
know, right now, not to fuck with me or with Toran. Ever.  It would save so
much trouble in the long run.

I leaned in and kissed my new boyfriend on the lips, a lingering kiss to
leave no doubt in the minds of anyone watching that we were lovers. Without
moving another muscle or even looking, my left foot snapped out and slammed
the twin in the stomach, doubling him over. I caught some movement on the
other side, broke the kiss, said to Toran,

"Excuse me baby," and turned to face the threat.

The other twin had gotten up from where he had been tumbled to the floor so
I started toward him. Having just seen two of his buddies thrashed in about
forty seconds, it effectively put him off balance mentally. Fucking
Stevenson, you'd think he had enough but, still laying on the floor, he
reached out to stop me with his good hand. I kicked him hard in the nuts
and kept moving. The other twin threw a slow lazy swing at me with his
right hand. I stepped to the outside, blocked his throw at the wrist and
round kicked him in the stomach with my right foot, brought the foot back
and kicked him in the face, all in a heartbeat. I held the wrist, slammed
my left hand into the elbow and pushed hard on it while I pulled on the
wrist. Get the picture. Since he already had forward motion I just guided
him around, rather fast and slammed him head first him into the
lockers. And he went down.

The whole thing took place in less than ninety seconds, including the kiss.

I walked back to Toran, who still looked shocked, took his hand and in a
quiet calm voice said,

"Common, we'll be late for drama," and we walked off hand in hand. The
crown parted for us, they were all totally stunned at what they had just
witnessed; both the fight and the kiss, and nobody said a word.

Toran and I sat in our regular seats, other students filing in. Those who
knew what had happened were quiet, almost thoughtful, while the others went
about their usual banter. Behind me, Toran said quietly,

"Fuck Dixon, you aren't even breathing hard," and indeed I wasn't. "What
was all that, kung fu shit anyway?"

The teacher came in the room so I told Toran I'd explain it all later.
Class started, we got surreptitious looks from some of the students, and
then more of them as the story spread, whispered along in the first ten
minutes of class. About that time though, the principal came in the room
and signaled for the teacher who left, then came back and said that both
Toran and I needed to go to the office. Of course, every eye was on us but
no one snickered and in fact, I heard more than one whispered, "good luck"
as we passed.

We had to cool our jets in the waiting room for about ten minutes before we
were called in. During that time I explained a little bit to Toran. I had
been studying martial arts since I was nine, I also studied boxing for
about a year when I was eleven. I told him about my uncle and the fitness
club, which is where I studied both kung fu and Aikido. Because we had
guest teachers all the time, I had a smattering of lessons in other arts as
well. My uncle had studied Thai kick boxing during his stay in Southeast
Asia and had added a great deal of street stuff to my repertoire. I held a
red belt in Tiger Crane and a brown in Aikido. I took first in both
sparring and weapons at the tri state championship in the under sixteen
division three months before I moved here and had taken second the year
before. And that is when we were ushered into the principal's office.

Mr. Tennison was not pleased, in fact, he was red faced pissed.

"Just what the hell happened out there Dixon," he asked. I told him the
entire history of my encounters with the three bullies.

"I heard about most of it, I mean the martial arts stuff, those boys are
pretty messed up, especially Brian's hand."

"Brian's hand is his own fault sir, it's not my fault if he missed." I said
this quietly but Tennison was having none of that.

"Don't be a smart ass with me boy, I'll have you kicked out of here so fast
your head will spin." I looked at him, dead in the eye, and said even more
quietly.

"I don't think so sir. One, those assholes are bullies and you and everyone
else in town knows it. Two, it was self defense and there are a hundred
witnesses. Three, it was also a hate crime under federal law, they are
attacking both Toran and me cause we're gay." I heard Toran gasp beside me
and Tennison's head also jerked back just a shade. I went on.

`I'm afraid sir that removing me from school would necessitate my family
calling the ACLU as well as the Human Rights Campaign, and the Lambda
Defense League, for openers. Considering that Brian and the Twins are known
bullies, I would guess that my mother has grounds for a law suit against
this school, the school district and you personally for not protecting me,
Toran or any of the other students those guys have picked on. I'm quite
sure that Reuters and the AP would pick it up. This country jumps on hate
crime stuff right now sir, and Toran and me, well, we're just a couple of
innocent gay boys." I said this last sentence with a shrug of the shoulders
and a tone that suggested total innocence. Tennison was fucking pissed, boy
was he pissed, but he knew that I was about 90% dead on balls accurate.

"Look on the bright sir, I doubt very much any of those boys will pick on
anyone in this school again. They or their families might try to do
something to me, but I doubt it. They're bullies sir, and bullies are,
well, chicken shits.  Sir.  And sir, as long as we're at it, there are
other gay students in this school, I would like to start a club that
supports all minorities. I think that would look good on your record sir."

That was a little too much.

"Don't. Patronize me. Young man. Both of you, get back to your classes,
I'll talk to you later if need be."

As we headed out, the bully boys were waiting to go in and as I went past
Brian, who was alternately clutching his hand and his balls, I falsed at
him like I was gonna crack him and all three of them flinched.  I knew then
it was over. For the most part.

Toran and I were both called out of class about the middle of last period
and went to the office to find my mom and his parents all there and all of
them concerned about our welfare. When they were all assured that we were
okay, the meeting began.

Mr. Tennison stated that the other boys had been suspended for a week. He
then directed his attention to me. After our discussion this afternoon he
had given the matter careful consideration. I would not be suspended from
school since it was a case of self defense and I had clearly been
outnumbered. He did request that I not use my skills while on school
property however. Brian's hand was badly broken which wasn't my fault
however one of the twins had broken ribs and the other one a dislocated
shoulder.  As to the gay club, his words not mine, he would consider it and
we might talk about it later. I suggested that perhaps I wait and see how
many students ended up coming out to me or Toran, as they surely would, and
perhaps we could go from there. He agreed. He then said that he had another
meeting he had to attend but that we were welcome to use his office for
continued discussion.

The further discussion of course was about me and Toran. His parents were a
little angry, a lot confused and more so, concerned about their son. They
were wanting to blame someone, that someone being, guess who. Toran left
their side and came to sit between me and my mom and held my hand. Looking
at them he spoke.

"This isn't some phase I'm going through. I've known I was gay for at least
three years," he told them, "and I think you have suspected it. I'm sorry
that you had to find out this way, but that's the way it is and I can't
help that. I know it's only been a few days but Dixon and I like each other
a lot and I think I could love him. If you care at all about me, you'll
support me, us, in this. I know it's a shock and I know it's hard, think
about how hard it's been for me, but I love you and I need you now."
Toran's mother had tears running down her face and his father was straining
to hold his tears back. Even my mom was emotionally drained.