Date: Sun, 02 Jul 2000 14:16:57 EDT From: Jason S. <jasonstories@hotmail.com> Subject: We're In This Together: Chapter 5 -------------- **LEGAL SHIT** -------------- All usual disclaimers apply. This story depicts a gay relationship between two consenting teenagers. This story contains references to sex, so if you're under 18 there's probably some stupid law that says you can't read this. However, reading this stupid ass disclaimer won't stop you (and I don't blame you), so just don't get caught. If you are offended by homosexual relationships, then what the hell are you doing here? This story is solely my property. You may distribute this story as long as I'm given credit for writing it, the story is not altered in any way, and you do not charge anyone a fee for reading it. Enjoy! This story is totally fictional, it is a product of my imagination. Any resemblance to actual people or events in purely coincidental. This story also contains a pretty strong depiction of homophobic viewpoints. Obviously, not because I promote these viewpoints, but they were neccessary in my opinion for the story. Just warning everyone. Questions/comments/CONSTRUCTIVE criticisms are welcome at jasonstories@hotmail.com (note the new address) I will ignore flames, so find something better to do. We're In This Together: Chapter 5 - "Wake Up" --------------------------------------------- Adam and I drifted in and out of sleep for a little while before we realized that, no matter how much we wanted to, we couldn't stay like this forever. We were here in Adam's bed, naked together with the taste of each other's cum in our mouths. As far as I was concerned, this was as good as life got. This was heaven. And if we could've had it our way, we would've stayed like that forever. But we both knew we couldn't. Adam's parents would be home sooner or later, and we knew they wouldn't be too pleased. And we definitely knew how my father would react if he found out. It was now 4:30 in the afternoon. The last two hours had gone by in an almost dreamlike state. I'd had sex for the first time, and it was with Adam. I wouldn't have wanted it any other way. It was like one of those perfect, happy love stories that always end up great. The two main characters fall madly in love and live happily ever after. Adam and I had the madly in love part set, and time would tell about the happily ever after part. But for the moment, I couldn't imagine spending my life without Adam, without his warm embrace, without his loving smile. Like I said, a dreamlike state...I just hoped I would never wake up. I saw Adam, lying right there with me. His beautiful, half-awake body as stunning as ever. I smiled at him. "I love you Adam," I whispered. He opened his eyes a little wider, becoming more awake, and smiled back at me. "I love you too Rich," he said in his sweet voice. "Forever." My smile grew wider as I leaned in and pressed his soft lips up against mine. Our tongues slowly mingled in each other's mouths a little while longer. Adam still tasted amazing. We didn't have sex again or anything. Hell, we just came like 20 minutes ago, but it felt just as good. Just kissing Adam and feeling his warm touch was the best feeling in the world. After about 5 minutes of our slow, beautiful kiss, I removed my lips. I didn't want to, but I knew it had to happen. Adam looked at me. "We should probably get dressed soon," I whispered, knowing that he felt the same way I did. "But I don't want to," he said. I smiled knowingly at him. "Me either Adam. But you know we have to." "I guess," he said with a little sadness in his voice. I knew how he felt. "My parents will probably be getting home pretty soon." We slowly got up out of Adam's bed, our hands still slowly caressing each other's bodies. We got our clothes and slowly put them back on, not really wanting to, but knowing that we had to. After we had gotten dressed again, I turned to Adam. "So what now?" I asked with a smile. "Well, I think it's all pretty much downhill from here," he said, smiling back at me. "I think it'll be pretty tough to top that." "You got that right," I giggled. "But we gotta do something. I can't just leave you. I don't want to." "Good point," Adam said with a beaming smile. "Wanna go get something to eat?" "Ooo...exciting," I joked. "But hey, it's better than leaving. Let's go!" We settled on grabbing something to eat at McDonalds. We got there, quickly got our cheeseburgers, and sat down at a table. We were kinda quiet at first. It wasn't really that we were nervous around each other, it was just that we didn't know what to talk about after the...ummm...events of the last couple hours. There were people around us, and I guess we were both kinda paranoid about saying too much. After a little while we started making small talk for a while. We talked about music, sports, people from our school...just whatever came to mind. Anything was fine, as long as I was with Adam. After a while we both kinda decided, fuck it, no one will no about us being gay unless we were like fucking on the table or something. After a brief silence, Adam looked at me and said, "So Rich, when you know that you were...you know?" I paused for a minute. "Well," I started, "I dunno...I guess it's been there for a while, but I wouldn't accept it...not even to myself. So I guess I didn't really KNOW I was gay til...well, a few nights ago," I concluded with a small smile. Adam smiled. "Thanks...glad I could help," he said. "I'm sorry, it must've been really tough for you." "Yeah," I said quietly, "But it doesn't matter anymore. I think things have worked out pretty well." "Hehe, yeah." "Plus," I added, "As I recall it wasn't going to well for you either." "Yeah, I guess you're right," he said. "But still, it had to be harder for you, with your dad and all. "I guess so." "You know what's weird?" he said. "That if things HAD been going well for either one of us, we never would've met." "You're right, that is weird," I said. Fate had a strange way of working sometimes. "So anyway, when did you know?" He thought for a minute. "I guess I've known for a couple years. I didn't really have trouble admitting it to myself, but it always scared me when I thought about other people. I still don't think I'd go telling too many other people that I'm gay." "Yeah, same here," I responded. Just then a group of three kids walked in. I couldn't quite identify them, but I was pretty sure they went to our school, most of the people there just blended together anyway. They were dressed really trendy, big jeans, FUBU shirts on, hats on backward. They seemed to be joking around with each other. "Dude, you're such a fag," one of them said. "I aint no fag," he shot back. "You're the fag, dude." "Yeah right," he responded. "You probably wanna suck my cock or something. You faggot," he laughed. "Dude, shut up," the other one said again, "If anyone's a fag, it's you, you cocksucker." The third one jumped in. "I think both of you are fags." "Shut up fag," the other two said in unison before they all started laughing and went to order their food. I looked at Adam, he'd heard it too. We sat quiet for a moment. Then I said, "I'm done. You wanna get going Adam?" "Yeah," he quickly replied, "let's go." Well, that little episode put a damper on the dreamlike state that Adam and I had been in for the last few hours. When you're alone with the person you love, nothing else matters. There is nothing to be afraid of. You can be yourself because you know that's why he's there with you. And you can forget that nothing else in life is as perfect as that time you spend in each others' arms. Adam and I came crashing back down to that reality. While those kids were most likely not anti-gay with the same severity as my father, they were just stupid, their conversation clearly showed what kind of a society we lived in, what myself and Adam and millions of other gay men had to live amongst everyday. A society that laughs at homosexuality, that regards it as an insult to one's pride to be called gay. It wasn't fair. We were quiet for a few minutes as we walked down the street. Finally I solemnly said the only thing I could think of, the only way I could put everything I felt into words, "That sucked." Adam paused and looked at me with a saddened look that was probably in my eyes too. "Yeah, it did," he said quietly. "I don't know what else to say...but it sucked." "Yeah...I'm speechless too," I agreed. There was another pause. "It's not fair," Adam suddenly said. "I know," I said sadly. "Everything felt so perfect...and then..." "Gone," Adam finished my sentence. "Yeah...gone." We were quiet again for a couple minutes, lost in the sadness of the moment. Finally Adam quietly said, "It's not gone." "What?" I asked. "It's not gone," he said with a little more volume and conviction. "It can never be gone. They can say all the stupid things they want, but they can't take away anything that we have. Don't you see, Rich? Fuck them, they don't matter. What matters is you and me...US." I smiled at him a little. "You're right...you're so right," I said, some of the sadness lifted off my shoulders. "How do you do that?" "What?" Adam asked. "You can always make me feel better. You always find the bright side," I said, smiling at him. "It's amazing. I don't deserve you." "Hehe, thanks," he said shyly. "But you more than deserve me. You make me feel the same way." I blushed. "You're just saying that." "No," he said, "I'm just in love." I stopped and looked into his beautiful eyes. "I love you Adam," I said. "I love you too Rich," he responed with conviction. "I love you forever," I said. "And nobody can take that away. Not the assholes at school, not my father, no one. I love you forever." I could feel a few tears welling up in my eyes, not from sadness anymore, but from absolute happiness. "You mean everything to me," Adam said. "Nothing will ever come between us. The whole world could turn against us, and I wouldn't love you any less. I love you til the end...and past the end. I will love you for all eternity." A stray tear cascaded down Adam's face. "We'll be together forever," I said, starting to cry a bit more now. And with that I wrapped my arms around Adam and brought him towards me. I touched my lips to his and we explored each others' mouths in the most beautiful kiss I could have imagined. It was like a dream again, perfect and beautiful. I could stay in this dream forever, never wake up. We kept kissing, still crying, more in love with each other than ever, right there in broad daylight. We didn't care. Wake up. We hadn't noticed that the three kids from McDonalds had also exited and had walked in the direction we had. We didn't notice them approaching us, that is, until one of them shouted "Hey faggots!" Adam and I froze and looked up to see them coming towards us, unable to move from the shock. We just stared as they started coming at us faster. "Get the faggots!" another one shouted, as they broke into a run. The shock wore off and was replaced by fear, and Adam and I started running away from the three boys as fast as we could. I hoped to God we could outrun them. I had no idea what would happen if we didn't. Actually, part of me had some ideas as to what might happen, and that scared me even more. I looked over at Adam and saw the fear burning in his eyes as we ran down block after block of the city streets. I knew the same fear was burning in my eyes. I looked back. They were still there, right behind us. "Come back here faggots!" one of them yelled at us as he ran. "We just wanna give you something!" another one shouted. "We know you really want it, faggots!" "C'mon, my girlfriend won't give me head!" the third one yelled as the other two laughed in between heavy breaths. "I just need someone to suck my cock!" More laughter. We ran even harder, turning down every alley or dark street we could find, hoping to lose them, to no avail. I was out of breath. The only things that kept me going were adrenaline and fear. I could tell Adam couldn't hold out much longer either. We had to lose them fast, we wouldn't last much longer. We were still running. I had no idea where we were now. I didn't care. The only place I wanted to be was away from the three kids chasing through every single street in Cleveland. Finally, mercifully, the whole thing seemed to come to an end. The three of them, seemed as out of breath as we were, and didn't seem to want to bother any longer. But before they stopped chasing us, the first one yelled, "We'll be back, faggots! We'll see you at school! You're not gonna get away that easy!" "Yeah, we'll get you faggots!" the second one yelled. With that, they gave up the chase. They stopped running and just walked off in another direction. Adam and I stopped running, and sat down against the side of a building in an alley somewhere in downtown Cleveland, completely out of breath from the desperate run that had just ensued. We both had tears streaming down our faces, a result of the intense fear racing through our minds. "I'm sorry," I panted. "Why?" Adam asked in disbelief through his panting. "I shouldn't have...kissed you...like that...all my fault," I sobbed. "No it's not," yelled Adam underneath his own tears. "The was the most beautiful kiss ever. I don't regret it at all...I'm glad you did it. I means a lot to me." We were both still panting and crying uncontrollably. "But..." I started. "But nothing." Adam interrupted. "No one comes between us, remember?" I nodded, then paused for a minute, trying in vain to catch my breath. "I will never let anybody hurt you, Adam. Never." "Me either Rich," he panted. "You mean too much to me." There was another pause. We both had pretty much caught our breaths now. "I'm scared," I said, before collapsing into tears all over again. "Me too," Adam said. He grabbed me, and we held on to each other, crying into each others shoulder. We were afraid to let go of the other, we were the only security we had. I lost track of time. All I knew was that Adam and I cried with each other for a long time. It didn't matter how long. We finally got up. Adam looked up at the darkening sky and said, "It's getting late. We should probably get home." "Yeah, probably," I said. I finally looked around at where we were. It looked like we were somewhere near my apartment buliding now. "I think my building is pretty close." "I'll walk you home," Adam said. We set off for my apartment. We were pretty quiet most of the way, we were still very scared from the events that had occured. We were also scared of what was to come. We would see those kids again, there was no way around that. And now that they knew, how many other people would find out? How many of them as soon as tomorrow? How many had already found out? It was going to spread quick, we both knew that. And the possible repricussions of that fact scared the hell out of us. We finally reached my apartment. I took Adam's hand. "I don't wanna leave, Adam. I'm too scared." "I don't wanna go either, Rich. I don't want to let you out of my sight." I sighed. "We have to, don't we?" Adam sighed too. "Yes, we have to. We'll see each other tomorrow." "It's too long," I said. "I'm too scared." I paused. "What's going to happen tomorrow? Or after that?" Adam looked at me. "I don't know," he whispered softly, "I don't know." And with that he held me close again as we both began to sniffle a bit again. I could not go. It felt like I'd be safe as long as I had Adam, the warmth of his body, to protect me. But I had to. "This never gets any easier, does it?" Adam said after we let go. "No," I agreed, "it doesn't." "I love you," Adam said. "I love you," I responded. Another pause. "I should go," Adam said, looking at the ground. "You don't know how much I'll miss you." "Yes I do, I feel the same way," I said, the tears returning to my eyes again. Adam looked at me, smiling a bit, but sad as well. "Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow." "Yeah I guess so," I said quietly. "Remember," he said, crying, "nothing comes between us." "Nothing," I whispered between tears. Adam slowly pulled his had away from mine and started to walk away. I quickly turned my back, fearing that I would be unable to watch him go. I walked up to my apartment. Good. No one was home yet. I was soaked in sweat and tears, and I was certainly in no condition to explain my condition. I quickly went to my room, layed down on the bed and cried into my pillow. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Well, there it is. I know it was a long time coming. Thanks to everyone who's still reading my stuff, it means a lot to me. And I promise, promise, PROMISE that I'm gonna start working faster on the stories. Anyway, I really hoped you thought WITT 5 was worth the wait, if you have any comments, please send them to jasonstories@hotmail.com, this is a new address. Also, check out my other stories and some other stuff at my website, http://jasonspage.cjb.net, this is also a new address. Thanks for reading and I promise to have to next one done soon. See ya!