Date: Mon, 08 Sep 2003 09:55:07 -0400
From: USOCK@aol.com
Subject: WHEELERS LOVE

It was a raining morning the first time I laid eyes on him.  From the first
moment I saw him, I knew he was special.  I was sitting in math class
daydreaming, when I looked up, out the window, he was getting out of an old
Ford truck, and running into the school.  He was about 5' 9" 145, built in
all the right places, from where I sat, with coal black hair and a face
that I instantly grew hard upon seeing.  Sort of a cross between JTT and
Mark Wahlburg .

Me, well I am Lloyd, 5''9", 150 lbs., brown short cut hair.  Oh yeah, I am
gay.  Have been since I can remember and being 16 and gay in this small
northern town where everyone knows your name is well. not an easy thing to
do . Enough about me, lets get back to math class.  The teacher,
Mr. Goodson, everyone always calls him "goody two shoes", I dont know why
but it has been that way as long as I have known him, just called on me to
answer the problem.  I had no idea what the problem was when he called on
me.  I looked around and well just said 45. Everone laughed.  How was I to
know the answer, I did not even the question.  Saved by the bell, I ran to
the office.  This was the peiod I worked in the office as an aid, hoping
that he would still be there.  As I opened the office door, who should it
hit but the object of my new nightly fantasy. He fell back into the chair
by the door.  I went over and was trying to apologize when the principal,
Mr. Jordan walked up and said: "Lloyd what have you done, are you
personally trying to limit the number of student that go here?"  I said:
"Sorry Mr. Jordan" and was looking into the deep green eyes of the most
handsome boy I could ever dream off.  He looked up and said: "If you don't
want me to go to this school, please just say so, no need for violence."  I
smiled, as did he. He stuck out his hand and said: Hi I am Wheeler, Wheeler
Dalton."  I said: "Hi Wheeler, Wheeler Dalton, Lloyd, Lloyd Patterson."  He
said: "Hi Lloyd, Lloyd Patterson."  We both broke into laughter, only
stopped by Mr. Jordan and his, "Excuse me boys" Grumph!

Mr. Jordan had already assigned a walker to Wheeler.  A walker, well that's
someone who escorts new students around the school for their first day.  I
was upset that I was too late to do the job.  Wheeler stood up as
Mr. Jordan was talking to Richie Noogan, the dweeb, about what he needed to
show Wheeler, Wheeler looked over at me and said: "I hope we get to meet
again under better circumstances".  My heart was beating so loud I thought
he could hear it; did I notice a smile and a wink with that statement. MMM

The day progressed and I never got to see Wheeler again.  I walked the
three blocks home as fast as I ever have, trying too relive the pressure
that had been building all day Going into the house, I ran to my room,
slammed and locked the door, was naked in a flash.  Grabbing the lotion
under my bed, I lubed my 7.5 inch cock and started to think about what I
had seen and felt as he touched my hand as we shook and that smile.  I
closed my eyes and was getting that great feeling and as I exploded the
first shot went over my head and hit the head board. It's been way too long
since that has happened.  The next five shots landed on my face. chest and
stomach, filling my navel.  Well it is a shallow inny.

Afterwards I cleaned up and took a shower, dreaming of maybe getting to see
Wheeler again.  I went into my bedroom and changed clothes to get my daily
chores done.  Mom and Dad would be home form work soon and I wanted to
spend time with them before supper.  I mowed the front lawn and took out
the trash. I had just completed with my second shower for the day, when I
heard their car in the drive.  Dad was an office worker for a major
insurance carrier and Mom worked in the same building on a different floor.
They have been working in the same building since they met and were
married, so it only made sense that they would ride together.  They were
still deeply in love with each other and since I came out to them two years
ago, they have never treated me any differently.  Dad's brother, Uncle Mike
is gay and came out to dad and his family when he was 18.  Dad took it well
I guess. Mom is a littel harder to acceptat first she tried the old but you
cant be andstuff but int e end she said as long as you are happy then it is
fine, I think dad had a talk with her, but I never heard them say anything
bad about Uncle Mike and well me, so it was a given.

As the late afternoon went on I went up to my room after supper to do my
home work Thanks, Mr Goody !!

I went to bed early thinking I could get to school and see Wheeler.  As I
walked around the corner of Maple, who should be standing there but Wheeler
stooped over, tying his shoe.  I walked up and said "Hey Wheeler, what are
you doing here?"  He looked up and said I was born on this planet. Great I
thought, a smart ass like me.  This is going to be fun.  He said I moved in
with my Uncle John and Aunt Carol. I said, "John Simpson?"  He said, "The
one and only".  Well that's cool and not.  I have been mowing their lawn
for the last three years, looks like they have a built in lawn boy now.  I
said, "Moved in with them?  What about your parents they toss you out?" and
laughed.  He looked like someone had shot him in the heart.  The pain in
his eyes was intense, he looked at me and said, "Don't ever mention them to
me again" and walked away, very pissed.

I was stunned.  That's it Lloyd screw up a friendship before you even start
one.  I ran after him, but he was gone. I have never seen anyone disappear
that fast before.  It was my neighborhood and I was at a loss on how he got
away so fast.  As I went on to school, I looked for him everywhere, but
never saw him in school.  During second hour while working in the office, I
checked and it looks like he never even went to first hour.  I was upset
all day.  I mean even though I did not know him well, I knew I had caused
him some pain and hurt him somehow.  I made a point that I would talk to my
Mom at lunch time.  She worked in the same office as Carol Simpson.

At lunch I called Mom and told her what had happened on the way to school.
She said she had talked to Carol already today, did not have time to get
into it, and would see me at home later.  I was like mom, come on give me
something.  She said she could not right now, there were other people
around, I would have to wait.  So after school I walked over to The
Simpson's and mowed the lawn real slow.  I don't know if Wheeler was in the
house but I don't think I ever mowed one strip of the front or back lawn
straight.  I was always looking towards the house to see if i could see
him.  After doing everything I could to get the job to last longer, I knew
it was time to get home.  Mom and Dad would be home soon and I had a
thousand questions to ask her.

As I rounded the corner, Mom and Dad were pulling in the drive.  I pushed
the mower as fast as I could, only to have my Dad yell "Easy there son, we
don't have a pit crew to change the tires".  Another NASCAR fan!  I put the
mower away and found Mom sitting in the living room glancing at the mail.
I said "Mom, come on, give, what is the news on Wheeler?"  She said, Well,
he came out to his parents and his dad was drinking and began beating him
pretty bad.  His mom said it would teach him a lesson for being gay, and it
would not matter if it went to far, no one wanted him around anymore.  The
beating put Wheeler in the hospital for a few days and thats when his uncle
and Carol found out.  The social worker contacted them. Carol has a gay
brother and understands all too well the troubled times he is having.  Mom
said I know how hard it was for you to explain it to us, even how hard it
was for me to accept, but I love you no less today, than the day you were
born.  I said, I know Mom but Wheeler never went to school today.  I think
I may have been at fault. She said, no honey you had nothing to do with it.
You did not know about him or his past.  He is just hurt.  I told Carol
what happened when you called.  She went home at noon and talked with him
and knows he is alright now.  He is so afraid that you hate him for the way
he treated you.  He was home all day I was there working in the yard.  I
never saw him once looking out the window of the house.  She laughed and
said, silly, he is not living in the house.  He has moved into the garage
dormer.  He did not want to put John and Carol out of any room they had.
My god, the garage dormer looks out over the front and back yard both.  If
he was there, I would never have seen him. Wow, was he even looking at me
or watching me?  How embarrasing this has become. I went to bed that night
not even thinking about gettting off.  All I was thinking about was getting
to the Simpson's household and trying to get Wheeler to at least let me
apoligize to him.  If nothing else, to hope he would forgive me.

Will Lloyd get to see and talk to Wheeler again?  Will they become friends?
email me at usock@aol.com with your comments and sugestions.  We will see
where chapter two takes them.