Date: Sun, 8 May 2005 14:40:30 EDT
From: USOCK@aol.com
Subject: Wheeler's Love -- Chapter 9

First of all, if you're not at least eighteen, then stop
reading now. If it's against the law where you live to read
this type of stuff, then that's your fault for living
there, but don't read it. Other than that, this is my
story, so don't go telling it like it's yours. LOL. Now sit
back and relax, and I will tell you the tale. There's no
sex in this chapter, but I think it sets the people in the
story so you understand where they're coming from.

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"I just thought I'd go and leave you to get some sleep. But
I want you to know that, for me, this has been a dream come
true. And I'd very much like to do it again, but don't say
'yes' right now. E-mail me. You know the addy. I'll be
there, OK?"

After D was dressed, he leaned down and kissed Elijah on
the lips first, then on the forehead and ran his fingers
thought his fine hair and just looked into his eyes smiled
and said, "I hope I'll see you later... maybe."

As D was driving home, he knew that no matter how long he
lived, that this would be a night he would never forget.


Chapter Nine

As Coach D was driving along thinking about what just
happened, he made a mental note to call Lloyd the next day
to check on his star swimmer.

As the four sixteen-year-olds entered the upstairs
apartment, Wheeler, being the good host he was, asked if
anyone wanted something to drink. The boys shouted their
preferences and soon settled onto the couch and two chairs.
Glenn sat next to Ritchie on the couch. Wheeler sat on the
smaller chair, and Lloyd took the computer chair and moved
it over to where Wheeler was sitting.

"So," Ritchie said, "how long have you two been together?"

"About three days," both Wheeler and Lloyd said with a
little laugh.

Ritchie just smiled, looked at Glenn, and said, "Newbies."
Both he and Glenn chuckled.

Lloyd looked at Ritchie and with some hesitation in his
voice said "Um Rich, tell me something."

"Fire away." Glenn then elbowed him with a smile.

Lloyd continued, "What did you really see from your
window?"

Ritchie said, "Man it was one hot sight."

Glenn added, "And it was so tender as well."

Lloyd looked surprised as Wheeler said, "You were there
too?"

Glenn just nodded, and Ritchie said, "Yes, right in front
of me."

"Now I get it," said Lloyd. "That's what you meant when you
said 'nice sunrise for two lovers to watch together'."

"Yeah," Glen countered, "I'm really sorry about that
Lloyd," and then added, "I wasn't at all trying to scare
you."

"Man, you had me so fucked in the head, Glenn. I was really
worried."

"Yeah, I was only trying to get you to stop long enough to
talk to me. It's like we're on the same team. And only when
I saw you and Wheeler did I know that it was safe to kind
of seek you out... so to speak."

"So you guys have been together since you were, what,
thirteen?" Wheeler asked.

"Yeah, we sort of caught on to each other right away."

Lloyd looked puzzled. "Caught on to each other?"

Ritchie looked at Glenn without saying anything. Glenn just
nodded. Ritchie knew it was OK to continue. "Well, we were
both in the eighth grade. We really didn't know each other
at all."

"I was so damn horny," Glenn added.

"I got out of class and ran to the bathroom and was just
going to jack off," Ritchie continued. "When I got there, I
didn't know that Glenn was already in there. In my haste, I
never looked, and he was right in the middle of doing just
what I was going to do. I never heard a thing till I was
way too deep into it."

"Yeah," said Glenn, "I was like pounding for that great
feeling and didn't hear him come in."

A little red in the face Ritchie went on, "Well, I was like
pounding away and was moaning some guy's name, and Glenn
was like 'Oh... Yeah'. I said it again, and he repeated, 'Oh...
Yeah'. I said to myself, 'damn! whoever is in here is gay
like me.' "

"I was so hot. I just heard a hot guy's name, and I was
agreeing with whoever it was. I shot like five good ropes,
and they landed on the floor right next to the wall that
was Ritchie's stall. And soon I saw the large puddles grow
very much larger as Ritchie's cum splashed next to mine,"
gushed Glenn with some excitement in his voice.

"Without thinking," Ritchie continued, "I cleaned up and
opened the door to my stall at the same time Glenn did. We
exchanged looks and both walked over to the sink at the
same time, washed our hands, and I left first.

"Yeah, I looked over and was like 'damn, he is hot' and was
thinking about him the rest of the day."

Ritchie then started to smile as he finished, "I went back
to class, and I knew I wanted to see that hot little guy
again."

Glenn elbowed Ritchie again. "Hey, watch the 'little'
stuff. OK, babe?"

All four laughed at that.

"Clearly, Ritchie was calling out some guy's name, so I
knew I had to find him again. When we went outside to play,
I saw him sitting on the wall, and I walked over. 'Hi, my
name's Glenn.' "

"I saw him coming, and, for a minute, I was scared... until
he spoke, and then it was love at second sight."

"He looked scared too," Glenn laughed. "We talked the whole
time we were out there. Then by the time it was time to go
in, we had already planned on getting together to meet up
at my house."

Wheeler looked down at the floor. He was almost in tears.
Lloyd caught the look on his face. "What is it Wheeler?"

Wheeler only shook his head. "Nothing, Lloyd."

The looks on their faces revealed that both Ritchie and
Lloyd knew Wheeler was upset... and why.

Glenn asked, "Am I missing something here?"

Wheeler looked up at him. "Well, you might as well know,"
and he retold the whole story of how he came to be there,
how he had found out about Lloyd, and how Lloyd in turn had
found out about him.

When Wheeler was done, Glenn stood up and crossed the small
space between them and hugged him and said, "Now I
understand why Ritchie was hugging you before, and I'll add
my hug too. I know Lloyd loves and cares about you, but if
you ever need to talk, I'll be here for you as well."

Wheeler could only smile, and his mood lightened. He again
was filled with the knowledge that he was loved and cared
about.

Lloyd looked at Ritchie and Glenn with a new sense of
closeness. Ritchie caught the look on his face and said,
"What man?"

Lloyd said, "I just think I have been so wrong about you
both for so long. I never lowered my guard to try to be
friends."

Ritchie responded, "No sweat, man. At least you never hated
us!" and he laughed.

Lloyd looked at Ritchie, and Ritchie could tell there was
something else on his mind. "Okay, Lloyd spill. What's in
that evil little mind?"

Lloyd knew he'd been caught, but he didn't know how to
broach the subject he wanted so much to find out about.

"Well," said Lloyd, "I was... umm... just thinking... umm. Well...
it's kinda hard to just ask, but..."

Ritchie couldn't take it anymore. With a smile on his face,
he said, "Damn, man! Just ask it... whatever it is!"

Lloyd looked up and said, "Well, Wheeler and I are just...
like... new to all this, and I was wondering if... like... you
and Glenn... er.... Damn!... Man, this is hard!"

"What, you want a teacher?"

"Not any lessons,... just, like, how far have you guys... you
know... gone?"

Ritchie smiled and looked at Glenn and, Glenn nodded.
"Well," Ritchie said, "I think we have just about covered
the whole book."

Glenn added, "Yeah, I think we have even written a few more
chapters!"

This caused all four boys to laugh, but Ritchie could tell
by the look on Wheeler and Lloyd's faces that there was
more that needed to be said. "Guys," he said, "I don't know
what you're fishing for, but if you just ask, I'm sure I
can help."

Lloyd looked at Wheeler, and they both just smiled. Lloyd
said, "Well we have only done sixty-nine and not much
more."

Ritchie said, "Well, there's a lot more to it than that."

Wheeler finally spoke up. "Yeah, we know, but, well, we
don't want to hurt each other, and I know from reading
online that if it's not done right, you can really hurt
your partner."

Lloyd looked at Wheeler and, responding to Wheeler's
concern,  leaned in and kissed him passionately. Wheeler
knew why Lloyd had done it and was pleased that he was
making his lover happy.

"Hey, you two," Ritchie interrupted, "Get a room!"

Both boys broke free, and Wheeler said, "We have one," and
they all laughed.

Ritchie spent the next hour answering questions and even
giving hints as to what to expect and how to do things
safely. He explained about rimming and also talked about
problems when one person wanted to do something and the
other didn't. He asked if the boys were completely with
each other only. Were they monogamous? They both agreed
that they were each other only and with no one else.
Ritchie and Glenn both told them that they had only been
with each other as well. Ritchie cautioned them about AIDS,
to never do it with anyone else without protection, and
that if they did they stood the chance of getting it and
giving it to their lovers. Both boys already knew those
kinds of things and had agreed never to put themselves in
such a compromising position.

As the talk was winding down, Wheeler asked if both Glenn
and Ritchie took turns as far as who was doing whom. And
then said, "Sorry. I shouldn't have asked that."

Glenn responded, "No. It's fine, Wheels." All the boys
snickered, and Wheeler said, "I think I like that."

"It's like this," Glenn continued. Both Ritchie and I are
versatile. You and Lloyd may not be. It's up to the
individual really. I, myself, prefer to have Ritchie on
top, but that doesn't mean he always have to be."

Ritchie elbowed Glenn and said, "You love it both ways...
just like me," and they stopped to kiss.

"OK," Glenn asked, "now I have a question, and I hope I'm
not too forward here. I know what Ritchie looks like and
I've seen Lloyd in the shower, but I have no idea what you,
Wheeler, look like. And Ritchie has no idea what Lloyd
looks like, and you have no idea what I look like. I'd like
us all to find out someday."

Wheeler and Lloyd looked at each other and just shrugged
their shoulders. Glenn looked at Ritchie and just smiled.

"Wheeler is really embarrassed about his size guys," said
Lloyd. Wheeler just looked at the floor.

Both Ritchie and Glenn said, "Hey, its no big deal."

Then Lloyd added, "But if Wheeler wants to, I don't have a
problem with it."

Ritchie stood up and unhooked his belt and dropped his
pants and boxers. Glenn stood and did the same. Lloyd stood
and unsnapped his pants and dropped his pants and jockey
boxers down to his ankles.

>From the looks of things, all the sexual talk had brought a
rise to just about everyone in the room! There stood
Ritchie with his six-and-a-half-inch thick cut cock, and he
was looking at Lloyd's seven-and-a-half-inch thick cock,
and was impressed. Lloyd looked over to Glenn, and, for the
first time seeing his swimming team-mate hard, was also
impressed with the seven-and-a-half-inch hard cut cock with
its thin shaft.

Wheeler was a little more apprehensive and stood beside
Lloyd. Finally, he unhooked his 501's and, in one motion,
dropped them and his own jockey boxers down. He stood up.
Dead silence all around! You could have heard a pin drop.

After a moment during which he and Glenn seemed to have
dropped their jaw and to be holding their breath, Ritchie
was the first to comment. "Damn! Will you look at THAT!"

Glenn stood there with his mouth open... unable to say
anything. Ritchie looked over at Glenn and reached up under
his chin and pushed his mouth closed.  Ritchie exclaimed,
"Wheeler,... man oh man, you have abso-fuckin-lutely NOTHING
to be embarrassed about! Wow!"

As Wheeler stood there, a small drop of pre-cum oozed out
of his slit. Lloyd reached over towards Wheeler's nine-inch
cut cock and took the drop with his finger, stuck it right
into his mouth, smacked his lips, and announced to all,
"Finger lickin' good!"

Just at that moment, John Simpson pulled into the driveway
and had to slam on the breaks to keep from running over
what he thought was Wheeler's bike. He had warned Wheeler
many times about leaving it in the driveway. He jumped from
the car and headed up the stairs to tell him one more time
about it.

When he opened the door to the room, there in front of him
stood four sixteen-year-old boys with their pants down
around their ankles and all of them hard. The boys all
jumped and started to pull up their pants as John Simpson
half closed the door and simply said, "Wheeler, I need to
talk to you... right now!... in the house."

He shut the door and went back down and into the house
without even looking back. Ritchie was the first to say
anything, "Fuck man, I can't believe that just happened."
Glenn was also very shaken, "God, Ritchie what are we going
to do if he tells my dad? He'll kill me."

Lloyd, finishing closing his pants, assured them, "Guys!
Hey guys! Chill. Man, John is not like that."

Wheeler was already fully dressed when he said, "Hey you
guys, Lloyd's right. Uncle John is cool, he would not say
anything to anyone. But I don't think he was very happy."

Wheeler wrote down Glenn and Ritchie's phone numbers and
assured then that, yes, Uncle John was upset, but that he
would never tell anyone about what he saw. Yet, he knew
inside that there was going to be some hard times ahead
from the look on his uncle's face. As Glenn and Ritchie
walked down to leave, they both asked Wheeler to call them
as soon as he was done talking to his uncle. He assured
them that he would. As they stood at the bottom of the
stairs Lloyd said, "I think I'd better go in with you."
Wheeler thought about that and said, "Yeah, it might be a
good thing."

As the boys walked into the kitchen, there was John Simpson
with his head down on the kitchen table. His whole body was
racked with sobs, and he was crying heavily. Wheeler and
Lloyd slowly sat down, and Wheeler said, "Uncle John, I am
so sorry."

John Simpson slowly pulled himself together and looked up
and wiped the tears from his eyes. He looked at Wheeler and
then over to Lloyd. "Lloyd, can you please excuse us for a
while."

Lloyd slowly looked at Wheeler and then back to John, "Sir,
if this concerns Wheeler, then it also concerns me as well.
Doesn't it?"

John looked at Lloyd. "I'd like to explain something to you
both then. I know that you're both gay, and I also know
that you care so much for each other. Wheeler, you know
that I don't care about your sexuality. But you also have
to know that I worry about you all the time. What if you're
caught or if someone finds out.  And then there is the AIDS
thing. I think I know you well enough to understand the
implications here of what you were doing up there..."

Wheeler started to say something, but John cut him off.

Wheeler, remember when we went to the drugstore? I bought
you the condoms for your own protection. If you wind up
having sex with just anyone and you're not careful, there
is no telling who they've been with."

Now Lloyd was getting a little upset. He raised his voice
and said, "Mr. Simpson, I have never had sex with anyone
but Wheeler, and I don't plan on having sex with anyone but
Wheeler."

John raised his voice a little higher and said, "Then just
tell me what was about to happen upstairs there?"

Lloyd and Wheeler both said at the same time, "Nothing was
going to happen."

John yelled back, "BULLSHIT! I saw what was going on."

Lloyd could not believe he had was being treated like he
was having sex with anyone and everyone. Then to be called
a liar! Well, that just set him off. He jumped from the
chair and said, "Look Mr. Simpson, I won't sit here and be
called a liar and be treated like someone who is only in it
for the sex." He turned and looked at Wheeler and said,
"I'm going home. I love you no matter what he thinks." He
stormed out of the kitchen, jumped on his bike and was gone
before Wheeler could say anything.

After about thirty minutes of calmly talking together,
Wheeler had explained to his uncle just what was going on
and that it was nothing more than just boys being boys...
even if it was just gay boys being gay boys. John then had
to admit that he'd been wrong to have said, 'If you wind up
having sex with just anyone and you're not careful, there
is no telling who they've been with.'

Wheeler said, "Yeah, that made it sound really bad toward
Lloyd, Uncle John. I do love him so much, and I can feel
the love he has for me. We have not even gotten to that
point in our relationship."

John looked down at the table. He knew he owed Lloyd an
apology and had to tell him how sorry and wrong he was.

Lloyd was really pissed! He felt like John Simpson thought
he was just some gay sex addict, and that he had sex with
everyone. Then to be called a liar about what was going on
upstairs. He knew he could not, and would not, talk to
anyone when he was this pissed off.

At home, he slammed his bike into the garage and stormed
into the house. His father, Tim Patterson, and mother,
Joan, were sitting at the table. He strode right past them
without a word, ran up the stairs two at a time, and
slammed his bedroom door shut.

It was obvious to Tim Patterson that something major had
happened, but he knew better than to try and talk with his
son for a while, "Let him cool down," he told Joan, "I'll
go up in a few minutes to talk to him."

Just then the phone ran. Tim picked it up and was surprised
that it was John and not Wheeler. John made pleasantries
with Tim and then asked if Lloyd was there. "Yes," Tim
said, "but I don't think talking to him right now will do
any good. He has a good head of steam in him."

"Yeah. I know. Well, is it alright if I call back later
then?" Tim said, "Of course John, anytime."

Tim waited for awhile, then went upstairs to talk to Lloyd.
"Son," he said after knocking, "can I come in?"

"I'd rather be alone right now, dad."

"OK. Lloyd, I just want to make sure you're OK. Please, can
I come in?"

"I guess I have no choice, do I?"

His father entered the room and took a seat on the side of
the bed. He could tell instantly that Lloyd had been
crying. "Is there anything you want to talk about?"

"Not really dad, I just have to sort things out on my own."

"I know this is a hard time, Lloyd. I just want you to know
that I love you, and I'll always be here for you."

Lloyd was almost overcome with emotion. First, this thing
with John Simpson, then with the understanding of his
father and the true concern in his voice. He grabbed his
dad and just held onto him and cried himself to sleep.

After talking with his uncle, Wheeler called Glenn's house
to let him know that everything was cool, that it was
mostly a misunderstanding on his uncle's part. He then
called Ritchie and told him basically the same thing. Both
boys seemed to calm right down and understood that things
were going to be alright.

He then called Lloyd. Tim Patterson answered the phone.
Wheeler said, "Hello," and asked if Lloyd was there.

Tim told Wheeler, "Look I don't know what happened, but I
can only guess that something has. Lloyd has never cried
that hard and that long over anything even when he broke
his leg at five years old. He's sleeping right now,
Wheeler. I would really rather not wake him if that's
alright. Why not call back in the morning and talk to him."

"I understand Mr. Patterson. Can you...? Well, never mind."

"Wheeler," he said "I'll tell him that you love him. Is
that OK?"

"Yes sir, please do that please."

"I will, Wheeler, I will."

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Sorry about the no sex in this chapter except for the cock
measuring, but I thought it was time for a little insight
into some of the people's minds. I promise to make up for
it in Chapter Ten. Any thoughts on the story so far, please
send them along. The bucket of water next to the computer
will deal with flames. E-mail me, I would like to hear
feedback usock@aol.com.