Date: Tue, 11 Aug 2009 23:04:55 +0100
From: Dale Lewis <yettie0711@hotmail.com>
Subject: When You Come Out: Get Ur Head Around It

Disclaimer in "Prologue."

This is the second part of the story and where the story really begins...
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WHEN YOU COME OUT!

Get Ur Head Round It
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When you are growing up, adults are always telling you to find a nice girl,
get a good job and then settle down and start a family. These three points
seem so easy and so simple when you are seven or eight years old. You have
this vague plan in your mind about you having this brilliant job, even
though you don't quite yet know what you are going to do or even how much
"a lot of money" is! Then there is this "beautiful" girl who has no face at
the moment because "beauty" to you is the brand new toy fresh from the
shelf. And as for kids; you just believe that you and your girlfriend are
going to "jump up and down" on the bed like you sometimes hear mum and dad
doing.

It's only when you get older and start to lose the innocence of childhood
that you realise how crap your plan is and before you know it, your whole
world has come crashing down or is turned on its head. There was a time,
however, that I was following this plan quite well...

Let me take you back a few years to 2002: a year of special magnificence
that was celebrated quietly. It was a palindrome year for starters (look it
up. The next one is 2112!)  It was also the golden jubilee of Queen
Elizabeth II. Long live the Queen! And on a more serious note, the Western
World and a good proportion of the East were sill angry over 9/11.

It was certainly an unusual time to be growing up as we were witness to
some of the greatest celebrations and the worst atrocities reminding you
that this world is both magnificent and unbelievably cruel at the same
time.

And while all this was happening in the world, there was one 12 year old
boy who was reading the breaking headlines on one of the 37 copies of the
morning papers he had to deliver on his paper round before school. No, not
I, this lad was called Reece. I was often the one who got dragged along
with him because he was bored of walking around on his own. Then he would
start boring me by reading out share prices. Yawn! I suppose after nearly
100 rounds on the same route you run out of things to observe and talk
about but still, share prices?

I was about 5 foot 2 back then with Reece being a couple of inches
taller. He had tanned skin due to his grandparents (he no longer live with
his mother – I'll tell you why later) taking him away on holiday twice a
year. He had short brown hair and brown eyes to match. Despite my
complaining, Reece was actually a fun mate to have just so long as you
didn't let him near the newspapers!

"What does my horoscope say?" I asked, hoping to distract him.

"What sign are you?" he asked as he flicked to the back few pages of the
paper.

"Scorpio," I replied peering over his shoulder at the page.

"It says that you will have to make a decision regarding one of your
friends. You will have two choices but the one you eventually decide to
take will be because you feel it is the right one and will make you feel
better. Now let me just check the Woolworths share price. My dad says that
they are going up and down like Tower Bridge. He reckons they won't last
until the end of the decade and..."

I snatched the paper from him, rolled it up and playfully hit him on the
head with it. "Would you look at that? The horoscope was right! I feel
loads better!" I laughed.

Laughing, Reece hit me back with the paper before opening it up. "Oh look!
I missed a bit! It says that on your paper round after school, you are
going to meet up with Louise again and you two are gonna make out under a
tree but half way through she say "Oh you're not as big as I thought you
would be!"" he hit me again before dropping the paper and running off
laughing.

 I picked the paper up and ran after him. This was probably the best
morning round we had had in ages even if the papers were getting destroyed!

-X-

As you have probably guessed, Louise was my girlfriend and I did actually
like her very much. She was about 5 foot tall with long black hair and got
the attention of the boys. I knew she was very pretty and there is a little
part of me that misses her and wishes I could have told her about me sooner
instead of wasting her time. So, every morning before school, I would go
with Reece on his paper round and then on an evening I would deliver the
local Evening Courier with my girlfriend and find a nice tree in the park
to make out under.

"We'll be together for ever won't we?" she used to say while we laid on the
grass staring into each others eyes.

I would smile broadly back at her and reply "Yeah." And that was a real
"Yeah." I honestly thought we were strong and going to last forever. How
was I to know that the real reason why I hung around with Reece at the
crack of dawn was because I fancied him? I was in a community where
fancying men was either wrong or kept quiet.

-X-

Reece and Louise were my only true friends at school. I said "Hello" and
had small talk with other people but I just seemed to click and get on with
Reece and Louise the best. So the "Growing-Up Plan" was working
perfectly. I had a job, a girlfriend and we had discovered the art of
making babies!

Reece and I became best of friends and we would often sleep over at each
other's houses when my mum or his grandparents were out. We would spend the
evening playing on the PS1 or GameCube and talking about the fit girls on
the Saturday night programmes. It had crossed my mind that I was having
more fun with him than with Louise (except for the one obvious point!) but
then I looked at various other relationships (like my Auntie and Uncle) and
just concluded that this was normal.


I was happy with our small group and things stayed that way for two years
until that one night on New Years Eve 2003 when everything changed...

-X-

My mum was going out for New Year's Eve with Prick (or should I say Paul?
Well I'll call him Prick because that's exactly what he was). My mum has
always had a bad choice of boyfriends. My dad had disappeared when I was 9
and he was a suicidal, schizophrenic, psychopath. I'm not making this up!
Then she ended up with a bloke who used to beat her and lock her in the
house and then this Prick who was admittedly the best of the three but
that's like saying HIV is better than AIDS! So she was going out with Prick
and Reece was staying over.

I don't really remember all that well of what happened but I'll try and
tell you the best I can. My mum and Prick went out at around 8 o'clock
leaving Reece and I alone. My Christmas Presents were still under the
Christmas tree and Reece was looking through them. He came across "Hollow
Man" on DVD.

"Is this good?" he asked.

"I bought it Prick for Christmas but I don't think he's got the hint and,
annoyingly, it's quite good."

"Put it on!" he Frisbeed the DVD to me and jumped on the couch. He leaned
against one of the arms and put his feet up. After hitting play I jumped on
the other side of the couch and put my feet up so our legs were touching. I
don't think this was meant in any sexual way (at least not on my part –
I was just relaxing!). We watched most of the movie and there is this
section in it where a woman is having her boob played with while she is
sleeping. Reece immediately paused it.

"Now that's hot!" he said grinning to me.

"Yeah," I agreed staring at the screen. When I turned to look at Reece he
had his cock out and was wanking! "Hey! I'll not have any of that in my
house unless you are planning to share!" I playfully told him off.

"OK," he replied and grabbed my feet and put each foot on either side of
his cock. He started wanking his cock with my feet. I couldn't believe that
I was actually touching my best mates cock! And I couldn't believe that it
feel so good! He must have been really turned on because he was making some
really horny noises.

"Come over here and close your eyes," he said grinning.

Obeying, I leaned over and closed my eyes. He lowered my head down and I
felt something long smooth and throbbing enter my mouth. I heard Reece let
out a sigh.

"What do you think that is in your mouth?" he sighed.

"Your finger," I replied. I knew exactly what it was but I wanted to play
along so I could keep his cock in my mouth as long as possible.

"Open your eyes," he sighed.

I did and I could see his hot thighs inches from my face. We were both yet
to hit puberty so he had no hair above his cock and his t-shirt was raised
so I could see his smooth stomach all the way up to his belly-button. Wow
he was hot!

"Eww!" I exclaimed and pulled away. I couldn't let him know I was enjoying
it!

"How long you can keep it in your mouth?" he asked, grinning again.

I decided to play along with him and went down to his smooth crotch where I
buried my face and took his cock all in my mouth. He tasted so good! I
sucked his cock for a few minuets and I noticed that his hands were on the
back of my head pushing me down and forcing his cock deeper inside my
throat. He was gasping and groaning as he started to thrust his pelvis up.

I pulled away before he could climax in my mouth. "Let's go to bed." I
still cannot believe those words came out of my mouth! He agreed and we ran
upstairs to my bedroom.

I had a single bed that we used to share with us sleeping at either
ends. Tonight, he would be sleeping at this end with me! I quickly drew the
curtains which were still open a crack, evident of my rushing before I
dived on my fit mate that was now lying on his back, naked. I quickly
stripped myself revealing my smooth body too. I laid on top of him and we
began to grind our hard cocks together. I noticed that his cock was both
bigger and wider than mine which only turned me on even more. Then he said
the words that were music to my ears. I can still remember exactly when and
how he whispered to me and exactly what he said:

"Take me from behind."

"Are you sure?" I whispered back.

He nodded and rolled over. His arse was as smooth and hairless as the rest
of his body. It was round and firm and looked so hot in the orange glow
from the street lights. I slowly pressed my cock against his hole. Harder
and harder I pushed until his hole eventually let me in. As the clock
struck midnight I sank lower into my fit friend who groaned louder and
louder.

"Are you ok?" I whispered as I was finally all the way inside.

"Yes," he whispered back. "Just do me."

And I started to fuck. In and out I went. I started slow at first then
began to pick up the pace. As fireworks exploded outside to welcome 2004 I
fucked my best mate as his skin lit up from the red, purple and green
flashes outside. And as the rest of the world cheered, I let out a scream
as I fired a blank inside Reece before collapsing on top of him, panting.

As I pulled out and rolled over from him the ecstasy was replaced with a
strange sickening feeling. I stared at the wall as it too flashed beautiful
colours and I wondered: Did this mean I was gay?
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The third part is on its way soon. Please feel free to get in touch with
me: yettie0711@hotmail.com