Date: Fri, 17 Jun 2005 07:02:05 EDT
From: USOCK@aol.com
Subject: wheeler's love 24

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Chapter Twenty-Four

The lake house was quiet... almost too quiet. Lloyd could
even hear his own breathing. He could also hear Wheeler's
slow breath and feel it on the side of his face. 'Why can't
I get to sleep?' Lloyd thought to himself.

He pulled himself away from Wheeler... being careful not to
wake him. He slipped on a pair of boxers -- not even caring
if they were his because he felt it really didn't matter.

Slowly he opened the door to the room and, leaving the door
ajar, stepped into the hall and proceeded through the front
room and over to the sliding door to the deck. Standing
there, he recalled that this was the place where he had
spent almost every summer, as well as a lot of weekends,
with his mom and dad. His emotions were starting to get the
best of him, and a single tear started to trail down his
cheek. He slid the door to the deck open, stepped out into
the night air, and closed the door behind him. As he
crossed the deck, he remembered helping his dad build the
new deck when he was just twelve years old. He was so proud
when his dad had told him that he couldn't have done it
without him. Now at sixteen, he was sure his father had
left one word out of that statement... the word 'faster,' and
he smiled.

He moved over and sat down in a deck chair... and then heard
his father's voice, 'Son, what are you doing?'

Out loud, and in a full normal voice, Lloyd began to have a
conversation with his departed father.

"Dad, I miss you and Mom so much."

'Lloyd, you can't change what already is. We know you loved
us, and you also know we loved you very much. Don't do this
to your self. Don't let this stop you from doing what
you've always wanted to do.'

"I know, Dad. I just hurt."

'Trust in Wheeler. His love will replace what you have
lost. He loves you and needs you very much. It's time for
you to realize that, from now on, we are looking out for
the both of you. We don't want you to be angry about what
has happened. We love you, Son. We always have, and we
always will. And we love Wheeler as well. Now please, Son,
be happy.'

"I'll try, Dad. I'll try harder. I'll make you proud of me,
I swear."

'We are proud of you, Son."

In his head, Lloyd heard both his mother and father's
voice. He sat back in the chair and stared out into the
night... looking over the lake at the still water and loosing
himself in his own thoughts.

Inside the bedroom, Wheeler was having a nightmare...
reliving what had happened to him at home. Not feeling
Lloyd there beside him in his sleep, the nightmare took
full control of him. He was back in his room. His father
was beating him and kicking him.

He screamed out, "Nooo... stop it... Nooo...!"

Allen, never having heard this before, woke Jason up.

"Something's wrong. Wheeler's screaming. We'd better go see
what the fuck is going on."

As they were climbing out of the bed, Ritchie and Glenn
both bolted straight up in bed, and Glenn was the first to
say anything.

"Something isn't right. Wheeler's alone."

They bolted from the bed and ran into Allen and Jason in
the hall. Then Allen pushed open the door to the master
bedroom, and there was Wheeler sitting naked in the corner
of the room and screaming at some unseen thing.

"Stop! Please stop!"

Ritchie searched the room then grabbed Glenn's arm.

"Go find Lloyd!"

Jason saw his friend in need, so he walked into the room
and reached down to help Wheeler. Ritchie turned and saw
what was about to happen and screamed, "NO, Jason! Don't
touch him!"

Allen, still shaking, looked at Ritchie like he'd lost his
mind. First, he wasn't even trying to help his friend. And
second, he was yelling at a deaf guy!

Glenn ran into the front room and saw Lloyd on the deck
with the moonlight shining on him. He jumped over the couch
and slid the door fully open with a loud bang ... causing
Lloyd to jump.

"Wheeler needs you... now man!"

Immediately, Lloyd knew what was going on. As long as he
had known Wheeler, whenever he took even a brief nap, and
was alone, his nightmares would be terrifying to him. But
if he, Lloyd, were there with him, they'd never seem to
bother him. And he knew that he was the only one who could
touch Wheeler when he was in this state.


Jason, not having been able to hear Ritchie's warning,
reached out and grabbed Wheeler by the arm to help him up.
It took just a millisecond, and Jason was flying back
across the floor. Wheeler had slammed his fist dead center
into Jason's chest. Allen saw Jason being struck by Wheeler
and broke Ritchie's hold on his arm and ran into the room.
He was pissed! No one was going to hit his boyfriend... no
matter how close the boys were.

As he approached Wheeler, Lloyd slammed Allen from the side
into the bed and held him down.

"Allen, it's not him. Trust me. Hold on... please," he
begged.

Allen nodded, Ritchie reached the bed, and Lloyd got up and
slowly sat down to the side of Wheeler.

"Babe, it's me. I'm here. No one will ever hurt you again.
OK?"

Wheeler had stopped screaming. Lloyd reached out and
wrapped his arms around him and cradled him in his arms.
Wheeler calmed down almost immediately and woke up.

"I'm so sorry. I'm such a baby."

"No, sweetheart, you're not."

Jason, meanwhile, sat on the floor naked... rubbing the pain
in his chest, and Allen moved over and sat next to him. He
also was naked... and still did not fully understand what was
going on.

Ritchie reached for Glenn, and the two of them walked over
to Jason and Allen.

"We need to talk," and Ritchie motioned for the door.

As the four of them walked out together, Lloyd pulled
Wheeler up from the floor and carried him over to the bed.

"I'm so sorry I left you alone, babe. I couldn't sleep, so
I just went for a walk."

"No, it's my fault. The nightmare came back. Why does it
keep coming back?"

"I don't know, but we'll solve it together... you and me.
OK?"

Lloyd kissed Wheeler hard and long, then they hugged and
both drifted back off to sleep.

Ritchie led Allen and Jason back to his room.

"Guys, there's something you need to know. You know
Wheeler's story, but I guess we never thought that you
might need to know the rest. Whenever Wheeler is alone and
asleep, he has these nightmares. I've seen before what
happened tonight. I don't know how Lloyd does it, but he's
the only one that can touch Wheeler when he's like that.
He's the only one who can calm him down."

"Did you see what he did to Jason?" asked Allen.

"Yeah," answered Ritchie, "but you have to understand that
even though Wheeler was screaming, he was not wide-awake.
All he saw was his dad beating him."

Jason signed something, and Glenn laughed and turned to
Ritchie and Allen.

"Jason said he never knew that Wheeler could hit that
hard."

Ritchie replied, "Yeah, when he's like that he can hit like
a ton of bricks. Trust me. I know! He shoved me across the
floor once too."

Jason rubbed his chest and nodded firmly.

"Please," Glenn said. "Don't be mad at Wheeler. He'll feel
like shit in the morning."

Jason signed something, and Glenn said, "That might work."

Glenn was about to tell Allen and Ritchie what Jason had
said when Allen beat him to it.

"Jason said that I should just hug him and let him know I
love him."

Jason looked at Allen... a little shocked to say the least.

"Well... I thought it was time that I started to learn sign
language. If you're going to be in my life forever, we need
to be able to communicate with each other."

They flew into a hug and kissed deeply. Ritchie noticed
both their cocks started to grow. He slapped them both on
the shoulders.

"Hey guys... get a room."

"Yeah," Glenn added, "another room! This one is taken."

Jason and Allen got up laughing and walked to the door.
Both stopped to look back over their shoulders, then bent
over and waved their Asses at the two remaining boys and
closed the door.

Glenn looked at Ritchie.

"Hmmm... nice cock."

Ritchie looked towards the door, but Glenn reached over and
grabbed Ritchie's cock.

"No silly... here!"

Soon they too were back to sleep... after a satisfying sixty-
nine session.

Jason and Allen just went back to bed and cuddled till they
both fell asleep.

A few hours later Jason rolled over and pulled off the top
sheet, leaned over, and kissed Allen. The smell of coffee
was in the air, and he pointed to the shower.

Allen said, "No. Use sign language."

Jason signed, 'Shower?'

"Sure."

Smiling, they disappeared into the bathroom together.

As Lloyd was mixing eggs, Ritchie and Glenn came into the
room... both boys smiling and joking as if nothing at all had
happened last night. Wheeler, ashamed at what had happened,
looked at them and then looked down at the floor.

Glenn hugged him and simply said, "Hey... we love you just
the way you are. Don't worry about it."

"Yes, we love you. So stop it," Ritchie started saying.

Wheeler smiled... until Ritchie added, "but sure glad it
wasn't me you blasted last night."

Both Glenn and Lloyd slapped him on the back of the head.

"Ouch! Damn it! I was only kidding."

"So were we," Lloyd and Glenn chimed in together.

Wheeler knew Ritchie was joking, but he was worried about
how would Jason react towards him. Lloyd went back to the
bacon and eggs.

Soon Allen and Jason came walking into the room. Wheeler
stiffened at the sight of Jason, and when Jason saw
Wheeler, he walked towards him at a fast gate. Lloyd turned
and started to intercept him, but he saw Allen shaking his
head, 'No,' and smile. He stopped just as Jason picked up
Wheeler, hugged him, and swung him in a full circle.

Jason leaned back and signed, 'Hey. I love you, Wheeler.'

Glenn relayed what Jason had signed.

Wheeler replied, "I'm so sorry."

Jason shook his head and grinned.

'No. Next time I will know better, I'll just throw Lloyd at
you.'

The boys all laughed. Everything was fine again.

.....

Saturday was spent skiing and resting, and each couple took
time to be alone.

Ritchie and Glenn were out on the boat playing.

Jason and Allen walked into the great room and stopped dead
in their tracks.

In the middle of the floor, Lloyd and Wheeler were in the
full heat of a passionate sixty-nine. Lloyd was on top and
was going all the way down to the root of Wheeler's cock.
Both boys were slurping and moaning like crazy.

Jason pulled Allen back out the door, signing, 'Let's let
them have some time alone. We can go see what's going on in
the boat house.'

"There's no one in he boathouse."

Jason smiled and signed, 'No. Not yet,' and took off
running. Allen thought for a second, and then he looked
towards the boathouse. He saw the naked body of his
boyfriend disappearing into the door. At once, he himself
was running toward the boathouse too.

At lunch, the boys sat down on the deck, and Allen clearly
had something he wanted to talk about.

"Guys, I want to say something. I want to thank all of you
for last night. Jason and I really appreciate the fact that
you guys trust us enough to share what you did with us.

"Well," Ritchie said, "from what we heard, the main event
was in the bedroom."

Jason blushed, and Allen started to stutter, "Well... um... oh...
um..."

Lloyd spoke up, "Yeah, and from what we heard, there was a
round-two. By the way, if you guys scratched that wall,
you're repainting it."

They started laughing, but Allen and Jason were still
blushing. Soon, though, they loosened-up and laughed as
well.

The boys spent the rest of the day on and off the lake. At
night they watched a movie on HBO and then each couple
retired to their bedrooms.

In the morning, after cleaning and making sure everything
was back in place and cleaned up, Lloyd tossed the bag
containing the dirty sheets and towels in the back of the
jeep, and they headed for home.

"I'm glad we decided to head back early. That way, we can
all relax for the rest of the day and not be tired in
school."

"Yes," said Lloyd, "and we can still do all the laundry
that's been pilling up this week with everything we've been
doing. And now... the lake stuff. We're going to be real busy
this afternoon."

"Well, we'll have to find something to do between loads,"
Wheeler added with a smile.

Lloyd squeezed his hand.

"I can think of a few things."

.....

Meanwhile, that morning at Jason and Jerry's house...

Jerry was just getting out of the shower when the lights
started to flash throughout the house. That meant that
someone was at the front door.

"Just a minute," he yelled and quickly threw on some shorts
without any underwear. When he opened the front door, he
was still drying off his chest.

Coach D was standing there waiting patiently.

"Hey, Jerry. I came by to talk to Jason for a minute. Is he
home?"

"Sorry, Coach. Jason and the boys went up to Lloyd's family
home on the lake this weekend. I don't expect them home
until dinnertime."

Coach D couldn't help but notice that Jerry, who was
standing there without a shirt on, had a well-built chest
with sparse hair. It was an impressive... and hot... sight, and
he sensed a familiar stirring in his loins.

"Well, I was just going to see if he'd be willing to help
some of the other pitchers with their pitching."

Jerry was lost in his own thoughts. 'Wow! Coach is really a
hunky looking guy.' His cock started to move on it's own.

"Would you like to come in for coffee or something?" Jerry
heard himself say.

"Sure, if it's no problem."

"It would be a pleasure, Coach. Come on in."

"Jerry, mind if I ask you a question?"

Once they were in the kitchen, Jerry invited him to
elaborate.

"Sure, Coach. Fire away."

"Do you know about your son?"

Jerry was worried. He knew that Jason had come out to the
whole team, but he wasn't sure what the coach was referring
to. So he decided to answer carefully.

"Not sure what you mean, Coach."

'Hmm, how do I ask this?' Coach thought to himself.

"Well, do you know that he's gay?"

Jerry was relived. He didn't detect anything negative in
Coach's question at all.

"Yes... and I'm fine with it, and I support my son one
thousand percent."

"Jerry, don't get me wrong here. I support him as well. I
support all the students regardless of their sexual
orientation. Hell... I'd be stupid not to."

Jerry picked up on the hidden message between the lines.

"So, Coach, how long have you known that you're gay?"

"All my life," the coach responded without even pausing to
think.

Then it registered what he had just done, and he had a
shocked look on his face.

"No problem, Coach. I've been bi... mostly gay... since I was a
teen."

Coach D didn't know what to say. Jerry got up, walked into
the other room, and returned in a few seconds to hand Coach
a book.

Coach looked at the title and recognized it as one of his
favorite gay authors. Coach was confused for a second until
he looked at Jerry. Then he smiled and pointing to him.

"You wrote this!" he said almost gushing.

"Yes, and three more as well. That's my ghost name."

"No sense opening myself up for trouble. I understand,"
said Coach.

There was a long pause in the conversation while both men
just looked each other over.

Coach thought that Jerry was a very sexy-looking guy... and
with a really nice, defined chest. He could really see
himself being attracted to Jerry, and his cock started to
grow.

Jerry thought along the same lines... what a great guy Coach
was and what great shape he was in. His cock also began to
tent the shorts he had thrown on. He now wished he had
stopped to put on his jockey boxers to help hold it down.

Suddenly, Coach stood up and said, "Well, I should be
going. I have things I need to get done before school in
the morning."

Jerry stood as well. He immediately noticed the tenting in
the coach's shorts and was aware that the coach was looking
at the tent in his own shorts.

"Nice," said Coach out loud without realizing it.

"Thanks," Jerry replied... bringing Coach out of his staring.

"Sorry, Jerry."

"No problem, Coach."

"Well, I should be going. Maybe I could come by sometime
and we could talk."

Jerry's mind was troubled. He was worried that if he and
Coach were to get together... how that would affect Jason and
what Jason would think about it. He would have to test the
waters, so to speak, when Jason came home. He really liked
what he saw in Coach... and in his shorts as well! He had
noticed him before but never thought he was gay until now.

"Later," Coach said as he opened the door.

Jerry found himself snapping back to the here and now.

"Sure thing, Coach. See Ya."

As the coach walked toward his car, he thought, 'who am I
fooling? What would Jerry see in me... a forty-five-year-old
high school coach?'

He crossed the street, got in his car, and drove away.

Jason, who was sitting in the back of Ritchie's car,
noticed the coach walking from his house and driving away.
He wondered, of course, why the coach had been at his
house.

The boys pulled into the drive at Wheeler and Lloyd's
house. They piled out and unloaded their things from the
car.

Wheeler and Lloyd were the first to enter the side of the
garage and notice the signs on the fence. On one was
printed, RITCHIE, with an arrow toward the back fence. And
on the other was printed, JASON, with an arrow toward the
front of the garage.

The boys dropped their bags and followed the sign in the
direction of Ritchie's. Around the back of the garage there
was a new gate between Wheeler's yard and Ritchie's yard.

"Well," said Wheeler, "looks like Papa John has been busy,"
and all the boys laughed.

After he gave Allen a good hug and a kiss, Jason picked up
his stuff, signed 'Later' to the guys.

They all returned the sign, and Ritchie said, "Let's go.
Allen needs a ride?"

"Sure," said Allen, and the three boys left.

Lloyd was the first to open the dormer door. He stopped in
his tracks. There was new carpeting on the floor, there was
new air-conditioning, and there was a new ceiling fan
installed. Wheeler walked around to look at everything.
Lloyd was simply stunned at what he saw.

The whole place was totally clean. All the laundry that had
been in a pile on the closet floor was gone... done and
folded and put away.

The carpet was a deep blue color. The whole place looked
and felt really great.

Lloyd was the first to speak. "That is the last time I tell
John what I'd like to do to this place."

Wheeler laughed. "Well... he's trying to get even with you
for paying off the mortgage!

At his house, Jason walked in the back door and noticed the
two coffee cups on the table, and, when he walked into the
hallway, he caught sight of his dad sitting on the couch
with a far away look in his eyes and a huge tent in his
shorts.

Jason walked into the room and signed, 'Hey, Pop. What's
up... besides that?' and pointed to his father's erection.

Jerry blushed.

"Not much, son. How was the trip?"

Jason looked at his father and signed, 'Perfect. But, well,
I saw Coach D leaving our house just now. You know, you've
worried about me all my life. done everything for me,... put
your own life on hold. I think it's time you started to
worry about yourself.'

Jerry was stunned.

"What are you talking about?"

Jason signed, 'I think it's about time you found out what
you've been missing in your own life, Pop, and Coach might
be just the guy you've been waiting for.'

And with that, Jason grinned and left the front room.

Once more, Jerry was stunned. Here he had been worrying
whether or not Jason would be adversely affected by what he
was secretly desiring, and the kid almost told him to whip
it out and jump on the coach! Hmmm... he'd have to give this
some more thought.

Well, one thing was for sure. There was now a mountain in
his shorts, and he knew the direction his thoughts were
going to take right then!