Date: Sun, 1 Nov 2009 17:15:22 -0800 (PST)
From: Kevin Inman <oragnemonkey09@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Beach Trip CH. 10

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction.  All characters in this story are
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in this story.  This work of fiction contains homosexual actions between
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The Beach Trip 10


I woke up at 7:30 with the urge to use the bathroom, why on earth did I
drink so much water before bed?  Anyway, the bathroom was down the hall
next to Michael's room.  I walked to the bathroom and heard Michael, it
sounded as if he was up crying.  I went to the bathroom and washed my
hands.  After I was finished in the restroom, I went to Michael's door and
knocked on it.  He told me to come in, so I went into his room and sat down
at the end of his bed beside him.  His face was swollen from crying; I
could tell that he was really upset.  As I sat down next to him, we started
talking.

"What's wrong Michael?"  I asked.

"A lot of things are."  Michael replied.  He looked like he was dealing
with a lot of stuff, so I didn't want to push him too hard to talk.

"I'm here for you if you want to talk man."  I said.

"You wouldn't understand."

"Is it what you and your dad talked about last night?"  I asked.

"No."

"Then please tell me what it is."

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"You won't understand."

I said ok fine and started to get up.  "I love you Michael."

Michael grabbed my arm.  "I know, that's why I can't tell you."  He pulled
me back to his bed and I sat back down.  Michael leaned into me and started
sobbing.  I held him as tight as I could with out hurting him.  It was
important for him to know that I care a lot for him, and I don't want him
to suffer alone.  I held him in my arms until he fell back to sleep.  After
he fell asleep, I laid him back down on his bed and covered him up.  I
turned off the light and headed back to the pull out bed.  I was thinking
about different stuff that Michael couldn't tell me.  I didn't care for
anything that came to my mind. I fell asleep worried about him.

I woke back up to the smell of bacon frying.  It was 9:30 AM.  Michael's
mom was making some breakfast for all of us.  His dad was in his office
doing paper work for his job.

"Oh.  Good morning Kenny."  Michael's mom said.

"Good morning Ma'am."  I replied.

"Good Morning Kenny."  Michael's dad called down the hall.

"Morning sir."  I called back.

"I didn't mean to wake you up sweetie."  Said Michael's mom.

"Oh.  Don't worry about it."  I replied and went to use the bathroom.  As I
passed Michael's room, I heard music and movement.  I decided to go ahead
and get my clothes so that I could take a shower.  I knocked on the door.

"Come in."  Michael said.  I did as he said and went in.

"Good morning dude."  I said.

"Good morning man."  Michael replied. I went to my bag and got a change of
clothes out.

"Do you mind if I take a shower?"  I asked.

"Nope," Michael replied, "go ahead."

I also took out my shower gel and loofa.

"Thanks!"  I said and left the room.  I went to the bathroom

Once when I was in the bathroom, I put my stuff down on the bench that was
right by the door.  This bathroom was huge.  It was about 10' by 20'.  When
you open the door and look up against the opposite wall, you see a three
sink black granite counter with a huge mirror, against the wall there is a
long bench.  The bench was in front of the counter at the far right hand
side of the sinks.  The bench looked as if it was made of oak wood and had
a deep burgundy really soft thick cushion.  On the other end of the counter
I saw a laundry shoot; I assume that the shoot leads down to the laundry
room that is down stairs.  I actually see three different shoots, one
labeled whites, one labeled shirts and the other labeled pants.  The
laundry shoots end at a corner in the wall.  As I walked around the corner
I saw the toilet, it was stainless steal.  Right beside the toilet there
was a urinal.  As I kept turning, I saw a shower in a corner.  Immediately
beside the shower there was a bathtub, and a little further down from the
bath tub I saw a hot tub style bathtub.  I started the shower and stripped
down.  I got a towel out of the cabinet.  I hug the towel on the outside of
the shower door.

As I climbed into the shower, I heard the bathroom door open and in walked
Michael.  He had a change of clothes with him to.  I saw him walk to the
toilet.  He used the toilet and came over to the shower and asked if he
could join in.  I asked him what his parents would say.  He asked me how
were they going to find out?  We both started laughing and told him to get
his ass in there.  I kissed him and hugged him.  We soaped each other up
and rinsed off.  I cut the water off and dried Michael off.  He took his
towel and began to dry me off.  I watched him as he got dressed and did
like wise.

I heard Michael's mom out side of the door.  "Hey boys, it's time for
breakfast."

"We're coming mom."  Michael called out.

He headed out the door first and I followed.  I went into Michael's room to
put my stuff in my dirty clothes bag.  I made my way down the hall to the
dining room.  Michael's mom and dad were sitting on one of the benches and
Michael was sitting at the other one, so I sat down next to him.  We ate
breakfast all together as a happy family.  I thanked Michael's mom for the
wonderful breakfast.  After everyone was finished with breakfast, Michael
and I cleared the table.  While we were clearing the table, Michael's
parents stayed sitting down.  His dad told us after we were finished
clearing the table to come back and sit down so that we could talk.  We
said yes sir, and finished cleaning the table.

After we were finished, we went back and sat down.

"Ok boys," said his mom, "you know we love you both and care about y'all
right?"

"Yes ma'am."  We both said.

"Michael, your mom told me about how she saw y'all kissing out side of the
movie theater yesterday."  Said his dad.

Michael and I looked at each other.  "Yes sir."

"Well we are worried about y'all."  He said.

"Why?" Michael asked.

"Because you are our baby boy."  Said his mom.

"Mom, Henry was my age when he started dating."  Michael said.

"True Michael," said his dad, "but Henry dated girls."

Michael looked at me; I could tell that he was getting upset.

I decided that I would chime in. "I really care about Michael, sir."

"We know you do."  Said his mom.  "That is part of the reason why we are
worried about y'all."

Michael and I just kept looking at each other.

"Are y'all prepared for the discussions about y'all behind your backs?
What are y'all going to do, when people start throwing stuff at you.?"
Asked his dad.  "Do you think that y'all can handle all of the drama?  All
of the rudeness?  Teenagers can be so cruel when it comes to stuff that is
not "normal."

"Teenagers are not the only people who can be cruel."  I said, "As long as
we have each other, I know that we can deal with anything."

Michael's parents were looking at each other.

"Let us talk it out, and we will let y'all know what we decide."

With that, Michael and I went to his room and wait to see what his parents
were going to say.  We sat down on Michael's bed.

"I want to tell you about last night."  Michael said.

"Only if you really want to Michael."

"I want to."  Michael said.  "I had nightmares of when I was 6.  I remember
sitting down and playing Monopoly with Henry.  I was starting to lose and
Henry told me he would help me stay in the game.  I told Henry that I would
do anything to stay in the game.  I just wanted to keep playing the game
with him."

I wanted to make sure that Michael knew I was listening so I said ok.

"Henry was learning sex ed in gym at the time.  He was interested in doing
some of the stuff that his gym teacher was telling him about.  He ended up
stripping down and forcing me to suck him off."  Michael continued, "that
was the first of several times that we did "stuff" together."

I asked him if he ever told his parents about the events.  He told me that
I was the first person whom he told this to.  Michael started crying.  I
moved closer to him and hugged him.  I wanted to hold him forever.  I
couldn't believe that for the past six years, his brother was abusing him
and his parents didn't know anything about it.

"We have to tell your parents."  I told him.

"I can't."  He said.

"Why not?"

"Because they will blame Henry for "making" me gay."

"But Michael they have to know about this."

"It won't do any good."

"How do you know if you don't tell them?"

"Because I know my parents."

About that time we heard his parents call us.  Michael dried his face, and
we headed back to the table.

"We discussed it."  Said his dad.  "We want y'all to know that we have
decided to support you."

Michael and I looked at each other and smiled.

"The only requirement is that y'all have to be safe."

We agreed to their only requirement and now with the support of both my
parents and Michael's parents, that was how our relationship blossomed with
the trip to the beach!



A/N: I would like to take the opportunity to thank my editor for doing a
wonderful job and helping me out with my first complete story!

I hope that you (the readers) enjoyed this story!  I have more of Kenny and
Michael that I am working on right now, so hopefully more of these two will
be coming on the site soon!! (Next installment: The England Trip)