Date: Tue, 23 Feb 1999 20:51:48 +0000
From: David Smith <davey-s@apexmail.com>
Subject: Tyler & Phil Part IV

Tyler & Phil
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This story is about Tyler & Phil; it contains homosexual sex and love
between teenage boys, if you don't wanna read it, LEAVE!  If you're under
18, you probably shouldn't be reading it (this is *so* hypocritical... I'm
writing it & I'm under 18!) - but I think that it may help you if you have
any problems similar to Tyler & Phil's... just don't show your parents &
clear your caches and histories! :)

The story isn't true, but I wish it would happen to me ;)

Again, THANK-YOU to everyone who has emailed me about this story... I love
getting email!  Sorry about the delay in submitting this part, I've been
pretty busy lately.


See Parts I, II, and III for info on distribution.

Copyright (c) 1999 dAvEy sMiTh.  All rights reserved.
Copyright Proprietor/Author: davey-s@apexmail.com


Please email me if you have any comments, criticisms or you just wanna
talk.  -> davey-s@apexmail.com <-  All flames, hatemail, etc. will be ignored.


Part IV
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When we got back to Tyler's we fell onto the couch, we'd been making out
for about half an hour when my cell phone rang.  It was my mum; she wanted
me to go home because her brother was visiting.  She wanted the whole
family together and had organised a party.  I was a little mad; it was the
second time I'd had to leave Tyler because of family stuff.  I knew better
than to argue, though.

Tyler could tell from the look on my face that it was bad news, "Who was
that?"
"My Mum... I've got to go."
"Oh," his face dropped.  "Can't you get out of whatever it is?"
"No, not really.  It's important to her, if I don't show I'll never hear
the end of it."  By now we were just sitting on the couch, he was about
half-a-foot away, I moved closer and we kissed.  For the duration of that
kiss I wasn't aware of anything else in the world, we stayed like that
longer than we should have because when I glanced at the clock on the wall
fifteen minutes had passed.

"I've really got to go now, I'll try to get back later.  OK if I leave my
stuff?"
"Sure."
A flashing LED caught my eye, "There's a message on your answering machine."
"I'll check it later.  Here's your jacket," Tyler said handing it to me.
"Thanks," We were standing just inside the door.  I kissed him, "You know I
love you, right?"
"I love you, too.  I can't explain how you make me feel."
I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, "See you later."
"I'll be thinking about you," he whispered.
"Me too," I said stepping out.

I walked back to my house, all I could think of was Tyler and how I thought
yesterday that I would never be with him.  That made me sad, but then I
thought how lucky I was and how it didn't matter anyway - we were together.

My Mother was in her element with so many people around, she loved being
the host.  I wasn't too fond of having the house invaded by people I barely
knew.  Especially when they started to talk about girlfriends, I didn't
count how many times I was asked... would it have been easier if I'd just
said, "I'm gay and I've just found a boyfriend," to all of them?  I'm not
sure what would have happened, but I nearly lost control a few times.
Also, it was difficult to hold a conversation, Tyler was all I could think
about.

My Mum began playing some of her CDs, she has a large selection and just
picked a few up, removed five from their jewel cases and put them into the
machine setting it to play random CDs in random order.  The first few
tracks included "Starman" by David Bowie and "American Pie" by Don McLean
(she likes seventies music), then I heard something I knew really well but
hadn't heard in a while - the start of "Ready For Drowning" by the Manic
Street Preachers.  I had forgotten how much I loved that song, especially
the melody.  Do you know how some music just does it for you?  Well, "Ready
For Drowning" does it for me... especially the last ninety seconds.  I
waited until the song had ended then found my mother and asked if it was OK
if I left.  She said yes, she could see I wasn't having fun.  I told her I
was staying the night at a friend's place, she told me to be careful, which
I though was weird, then said goodnight.

I walked quickly back to Tyler's.  I rang the doorbell and about a minute
later Tyler opened the door, he grinned, "I've just been thinking about
you."  His jeans were doing nothing to hide his excitement.
"I've been thinking about you all evening."  I walked into the house and he
shut the door behind me.

Before I even had chance to take off my jacket Tyler had started kissing
me.  It was like he couldn't control himself, well neither could I.  We
somehow managed to get out of the hall into the living room.  Tyler ripped
off my sweater and shirt then began kissing my nipples, we were lying in
front of the fireplace, he was on top.  I helped him to remove his shirt, I
couldn't get enough of him, I'd never been this hot in my whole life.

We rolled around the floor, kissing, licking and making quite a lot of
noise.  I heard a click and what sounded like people talking, I thought it
was the TV and continued kissing Tyler.  Next I heard a loud scream, Tyler
jumped off me and I looked up to see a middle aged woman who looked
shocked, very tired and had dropped her suitcases.  The look on her face
changed from shock to disgust and she yelled, "What the hell are you
doing?" at Tyler.
"I err..." Tyler couldn't think what to say, tears were forming in his eyes.
A tall man walked in, "What the-"
"I'm sorry, I-" Tyler sounded weak and upset.
"You WHAT?  What were you doing?  Who's he?" the man said, pointing at me.
"I hope this isn't what it looks like."
"They were kissing when I walked in," the woman was now sobbing.  She ran
out of the room and upstairs, tears were streaming down her face.
"You fucking little queers!  You, put some clothes on and sit there." He
was looking at me and pointing at a seat in the corner.  I didn't want to
argue with a man like that.

I grabbed my shirt and sweater off the floor and sat in the corner, Tyler
was sobbing and tears were beginning to form in my eyes.  We'd been caught.
In the short few days I'd known Tyler, he'd become the centre of my
life... I didn't even want to think about losing him.  The man started to
shout at Tyler, "How could you do this to us?  After all we've given you,
this is how we're repaid.  What have you got to say?"
Tyler had regained some of his composure, "I'm sorry... I didn't think
you'd be home so soon.  I didn't want you to find out like this."
"In exactly what way did you want us to find out?  You've upset your mother
and me and now Kier has to deal with having a fag for a brother.  I'm
taking you to see Reverend Harris in the morning, he might be able to help
you get well - it's probably just a phase, you're sick."
"I'm not sick, I'm gay."
"You're not gay.  This little homo must've forced himself onto you." He was
looking accusingly at me now.
"NO HE DIDN'T," Tyler yelled.  "I'm gay, and I love him."
"Not under my roof."

Tyler pulled on his shirt, walked over to me and grabbed my hand.  Then he
grabbed our jackets and we walked out of the front door onto the drive.
His Dad followed, "Get back here, Tyler."

Tyler pulled me close and I put my arm around him, we walked away from his
house towards the local park.  We found a bench and sat down, Tyler was
crying again, "What am I gonna do?  They're so mad..."
"We'll work something out."
"What if they chuck me out?  I haven't got any money."
"You can stay with me."
"Won't your parents mind?"
"No."
"Can we think about that later?"
"Sure.  I need a drink, c'mon we're going to get some coffee."
"OK, then I'll go back home and try to talk to my Mum & Dad, they probably
need time to cool off."

We walked over to a small caf, got some coffee and talked.  "I've never
seen my Dad this mad."
"He'll get over it, it's just a shock.  Your Mum might have known or at
least suspected."
"But I didn't really know, it was confusing, I couldn't figure out what I
wanted."

We talked for a while longer, then Tyler decided he'd better see how his
parents were and find out if his brother would still be on his side.  We
walked out of the caf back into the park.
"Do you want me to go with you or wait outside your house?"
"No, seeing you again might just upset them more.  I'll call you later
tonight or come around if I get thrown out."
"OK.  I love you."
"I love you."

We stood hugging for a while, then kissed and walked along holding hands
until it was time to part.  I kissed him and wished him luck, he tried to
smile.  We then went our separate ways.

I slowly walked home, worrying about what Tyler's were going to say... was
it all my fault?  I didn't know how my parents would react to finding us on
the floor like that, probably not quite as badly, but it still wouldn't be
nice.  I decided to share my secret with them soon.

I entered the house and found that most of the party guests had left, but
some were still lingering.  My Mum gave me an odd look as I walked up the
stairs and collapsed onto my bed, with the phone at my side.


Again, sorry about the length.  Hopefully the next part will be longer ;)

Email me at davey-s@apexmail.com with any comments or criticisms.  Is the
T&P series worth continuing?

"We are not waving, we're drowning."
  -- "Ready For Drowning" from "This Is My Truth Tell Me Yours"
     by Manic Street Preachers