Date: Thu, 13 Jan 2005 15:22:10 -0500
From: Jay Kool <jaykool74@hotmail.com>
Subject: My So Called Life - Chapter 15

"My So Called Life" -- Chapter Fifteen by Jay Kool (jaykool74@hotmail.com)

I promise that I'll provide some very romantic and adventurous chapters
soon.  I just need to set the stage.  I've appreciated the feedback and I
welcome it.

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	I woke up on Sunday morning again with major wood and I started to
blush to myself when I heard my mother call for me and David to get up for
breakfast.
  It was 10:30 AM and she thought that he and I had slept long enough.
Normally my mother was worried about me not getting enough sleep, now she
was worried that I was getting too much.  I reluctantly got up nudging him
to get up also and felt sorry for him when he let out a desperate whimper
calling for more sleep.  I guess he wasn't much of a morning person but I
never noticed when I slept at his house due to the nervous energy keeping
us both restless.
	As he sat up in bed my mother walked in, thank goodness we weren't
doing anything that would be embarrassing.  He looked so cute rubbing the
sleep out of his tired eyes; I could barely contain myself from kissing
him.  My mother asked him why we weren't up yet and I stated that I wanted
to make sure he got up too.  She walked over sitting down on the bed and
gave us both a hug together, I could get used to this.  Dave and I are
together... I like the ring of that.  I just wonder whose last name will be
kept when we get married.  She got up dragging me with her, well not really
dragging but you know what I mean.
	I guess Dave also got up and went to the bathroom before making it
downstairs to join my mother and I for breakfast.  My mother was asking me
questions about David before he walked in and I guess if they had been bad
questions we may have stopped our discussion but we continued to talk.  I
told her how much I loved David as I took his hand and kissed him ever so
gently on the lips.  I guess I was half expecting my mother to be surprised
by my bold move since I'm normally such a chicken but she didn't even
flinch let alone blink.  It was actually pretty cool the way she was
accepting David and me, considering David felt like he'd be disowned by his
parents if they ever found out.
	She got up and started to make us a breakfast of bacon, eggs, hash
browns and toast.  I think she was trying to fatten me up but I never seem
to gain any weight, although the past few months were no help until David
came back.  Without him life wasn't the same, it wasn't worth living.  Air
wasn't worth breathing, food wasn't worth eating and my heart couldn't feel
any love without him.  I know my suffering must have caused my mother a
great deal of agony and all I can do is to accept the guilt in defeat,
because I can't control my heart or my emotions.  I can't even explain how
my father must feel, well maybe he feels betrayed by me.  How could his son
be gay?
	I also realize that David is still fighting a confusing ball of
acceptance of his own sexuality and the cruel words that fly from society
and his family concerning gay people.  I have seen him visibly cower under
the hateful words spewed by the profane kids that sometimes grace the
school halls.  Anybody that is different or interested in something besides
sports is called a queer.  I'm sure that I just add to his confusion,
before me he said he was never attracted to any guys.
	David and I ate our breakfasts like they were going out of style
and all my mother could do was stare and shake her head in disbelief.  I
normally never eat like this, and by that I mean this much or this fast and
never at the same time.  At one point when David gave me one of his weird
looking faces I started to laugh while drinking orange juice and sprayed a
bit of it out my nose.  My mother told me to stop imitating an elephant and
to eat my food like a good boy.  David and I both laughed at her joke.
Breakfast was turning into a great bonding moment between my mother, David
and I.
	It was like things were finally going to work out, even if I was
guilted into being the best man at my father's wedding.  You honestly
didn't think that I would let a major life turning event purely slip my
mind because I was having an awesome time with my mother and David did you?
I just hoped that my dad would have the sense to stay away from me and
realize that I was happy now with mom and David (even though he didn't know
about David).  Right now I wanted to forget about my fathers impending
nuptials and concentrate on spending time with my boyfriend and my mom.  I
never thought I'd ever say those words in a sentence like that before I met
David, and even then I wasn't sure how my mom would react.
	Finally the "two growing boys" were done with breakfast in the
words of mom and we helped her with the dishes even though she said we
could run off and play.  It was fun helping her and in no time at all we
were done before David and I ran up to my room.  We decided to take a
shower together without my mom knowing, so I locked my door and David and I
got undressed getting in the shower after the water was an acceptable
temperature.  I'm still amazed at how attractive I find him every time I
see him, whether he is fully clothed or naked.  The sight of him puts me in
ecstasy.
	After we seductively washed each other, feeling every muscle in our
love's body's, I dropped to my knees at started to lick his dick head at
the tip ever so lightly so I could watch his penis bob up in excitement.  I
licked from the head to the base of his cock on all sides before I
instinctively took him in my mouth savoring the texture of his muscle of
love.  My only concern at this moment was to make him feel as good as I
feel every time I see him.  It took only a few heated moments to taste his
seed as he shot hard in my mouth moaning my name softly as he held onto the
back of my head.  I swallowed his three or four shots of love hoping that
I'd become as much of a part of him as he became of me.  I rose and French
kissed him squarely on the lips as he started to masturbate me.  He then
fell to his knees and took my cock completely in his mouth without any
hesitation until his nose was touching my pubic hairs causing me to cum in
his mouth without giving him the chance to go down on me a second time.  My
orgasm didn't last long but it was powerful and I could barely stand.  I
was seeing fireworks as my senses turned off due to my mind completely
taking over.  I would've surely slipped if David didn't have a good grasp
on my small body.  The pleasure was so intense that I could not even speak,
just stare at David with thanking eyes.
	Finally I recovered enough that David could let me go and stand to
kiss me and we made out for about ten minutes and then the water started to
turn cold.  I reached behind me and turned off the water and grabbed a
towel and proceeded to dry Dave off from his head to his toes.  I could
tell that he couldn't wait to do the same thing to me.  After I finished
drying off my masterpiece, David reciprocated making my hard boner start to
hurt from the throbbing that started the moment he touched me.  I wouldn't
trade my David for Michelangelo's; my David was so much more perfect for
me.
	David and I were about to start up again when I heard my mother
call up the stairs to come down when we were finished dressing.  I guess
that put an end to our heated love making for the moment.  I watched him
hungrily as he dressed barely holding back from assaulting his face and
neck with kisses, I was amazed that I could keep my urges in check.
Finally we finished putting our clothes on, I choose a simple t-shirt and
jeans, a t- shirt that David had given me the first night I spent at his
house to sleep in.  I admit it wasn't the greatest looking shirt in the
world to most people, but to me it was the tuxedo of my life.
	We went running down the steps with David chasing me into the
kitchen and my mother smiled knowing that I was truly in love with this boy
and happy.  My mother convinced my father to move to keep me happy and I
thought that it was going to be the end of the world for me.  I don't
understand why I ever thought that, I was never a popular or well liked kid
in school; actually I was picked on and tormented by my classmates.  I
guess change is hard to accept when you do not have any decision making
powers in the family.
	My mother informed me that I had some Christmas money to spend from
my grandparents, dad, and a few aunts and uncles.  I hadn't even thought
about any of that because I was so happy and preoccupied with my thoughts
of David, whether he was in my life or not.  I think she thought that I'd
be excited to go on a spending spree but she stated that the money could be
put in the bank if I didn't want to go shopping.  I looked at David for his
opinion waiting for his answer without saying a word.  The look in his eyes
told me that we should go shopping and I realized that I hadn't been
shopping at any of the local malls in this town since the second week that
we moved here.
	My mother told me that I had $500 to spend maximum as she was
putting the rest of the money in the bank for me.  We arrived at the mall
and I decided as most responsible teenagers do, to buy a video game system.
I bought a Sega Genesis with some games to play.  I asked mom to give me a
few minutes to go and look for something alone on my own since a jewelry
shop was close by.  I bought David and me matching white gold chains with a
small cross on the both of them.  I knew if I would've gotten the matched
broken hearts that he would've freaked out since that definitely said that
he was dating someone and it would've been too big of a coincidence that I
started wearing the same thing too.  I figured the cross was a religious
thing and no one would read too much into that.  I didn't get David a
Christmas present because we were not on good terms and I figured that this
would be a belated present.  I couldn't wait to surprise him with the gift.
	I was nearing toward the end of my money when I asked my mom and
David if they wanted to see a movie.  As weird as it seems, I haven't seen
a movie in months and turned down my mothers previous offers.  My mother
kept David and I in the pretext of rate G or PG movies and we choose the
Jungle Book.  It was a really good movie that all of us thoroughly enjoyed.
	Mom decided to take us out to eat at a nice place and let David
choose where he wanted to go.  When he looked at me for advice, mom told
him that I'd be of little help since I never seemed to have a favorite
place to eat.  David choose to have us go to Chi Chi's which I know isn't a
gourmet restaurant or anything but when you're a kid it can be a somewhat
fun place to be.  I realized that David and I didn't know as much about
each other as we thought that we did, but it didn't bother me, it just
meant that I had to take more time to learn about him.  We laughed when
they embarrassed some teenage girl that I didn't recognize on her 15th
birthday, apparently since she couldn't drive she had little control over
where or what she did.  We ate well and had leftovers to bring home,
tonight would be my last night with David since he had to go home tomorrow
afternoon, but I understood that his family probably missed him as much now
as I'd miss him tomorrow when he left.
	My mother reminded me on the car ride home that I'd have to be
measured fairly soon for a tuxedo for my dad's wedding.  I glared at her
and let my anger get the best of me without thinking first.  I asked to no
one in particular; why my dad couldn't get married in Vegas and just leave
me the hell out of his fucking life.  If looks could kill, my mother
would've murdered her only son.  I didn't realize it but she actually
pulled off to the side of the road to tell me that she didn't need to hear
that type of language and anger from me and that he was still my dad.  That
he was going to be a part of my life whether I liked it or not.  I can't
remember seeing my mom ever this mad and I started to profusely apologize
after the reality that she might take David home tonight set in.  He was
looking at me in shock, I think he never expected me to speak to my mother
or anyone else in this manner, and to be honest I was a bit shocked myself.
My mother told me that if one more outburst like this ever happened that
David would be immediately dropped off at home and that I was grounded for
two weeks starting after David went home tomorrow.
	As I breathed a sigh of relief, she mentioned that I wouldn't be
allowed to see David outside of school for those two weeks.  Immediately I
started to get mad but remembering her previous threat and the fact that I
wanted to spend as much time with him as possible, I remained quiet and
restrained.  I can't believe how badly I had messed up; because I'm so
stupid I wouldn't be able to spend any quality time with David for two
whole weeks.  Granted I didn't have a social life so being grounded usually
meant nothing to me, but to be denied feeling my boyfriend's embraces or
kisses is the cruelest punishments one could imagine.
	Mom merged back into traffic safely and calmly, it is amazing how
quickly she can recover from her anger and how much longer it takes me.
David sat in the back seat beside me in stunned silence and I reached for
his hand gripping it lightly to let him know that everything would be okay.
Eventually he came around about a minute before we pulled in to the
driveway and gave me a smirk that stated how stupid I was.
	When we got out of the car, I couldn't look my mom in the eyes, I
felt bad about the way I had spoken to her.  Normally I'm a good son, maybe
not well adjusted but never defiant or vulgar.  As she reached to put the
key in the door I felt my emotions rise up from me and spill out of my eyes
and for some reason I hugged her from behind putting my head in the small
of her back.  She maneuvered around to face me without breaking my embrace
and told me that she knew that I was sorry but I'd still have to accept my
punishment or that I'd never learn.  I tried to tell her in a normal voice
but my voice sounded weak as it told her that I didn't care about the
punishment that I wanted her to still love me.  She said that she loved me
and that it would take more than me talking like a sailor to driver her
away.  I never noticed but David had started to hug me from behind, it must
have really been a sight for the neighbors to witness.
	Finally our embrace broke up as we walked into the house kicking
off our shoes to relax for the night.  Mom reminded David and me that we
had to bring in the stuff I had bought this afternoon at the mall as she
tossed me the keys to the car.  After we brought the stuff in from the car,
we went up to my room where I gave David the necklace I had bought for him.
I told him how much I loved him and that I bought us identical necklaces
that no one would figure out a link other than religious between the two of
us.  I admit I had tears welling up inside my eyes as I told him that I
could never live without him, that he made life worth living and I would
give my life to save his without any thought, hesitation or question.  His
kiss told me that he felt the same way and we were interrupted by my mother
clearing her throat staring at us from my doorway.  I need to remember to
close the door next time.
	David showed my mom with pride the gift I had bought him and told
her that I had just given him my total declaration of love and naturally I
was embarrassed that he was telling my mom this, and apparently my mother
noticed this as she lightly rustled my hair grabbing David and me in a big
motherly hug.  She reminded us to be careful and that we should wait until
we were more mature before we lost our virginity, and she told us she knew
we had already shared part of our bodies with each other but we should wait
before we advance to the final step.  Needless to say I was the darkest
shade of red ever in my life.  Why can't my mom leave David out of these
little sex talks that she has been giving to me lately?  She asked me if
David should be sleeping in the same room as me and I told her that we
wouldn't go all the way without me giving her some kind of clue when he
wasn't around about that being on my mind.  I told her that even as much as
I loved David, that I didn't feel ready physical to try anything like that
and that it wasn't really on my mind until she kept bringing it up.  Now it
was her turn to look shocked.  David and I giggled like little school girls
at her expression on her face.  My mom was embarrassed and turning red,
maybe we do share more in common than I thought.
	My mother told us that she would cook us a romantic lunch for two
tomorrow, giving us some needed space and she would act like the restaurant
staff.  I told her it wasn't necessary and thanked her in the same
sentence.  I think she was getting a kick out of finally knowing what was
truly going on in my life and she wasn't about to let things get out of
control.
	She told us to come down stairs with her and watch one of the new
movies that she had bought while I was shopping for David; she said that he
and she had picked it out.  We proceeded to help her make microwave
popcorn, okay maybe we didn't help that much but we kept her company as she
got things ready.  We ended up watching Beauty and the Beast, did my mom
think we were still in elementary school?  It was a funny movie that
allowed David and me to cuddle on the couch within the watchful eye of my
mother.  My mom told me that she bought the movie so a few of my younger
cousins would have some entertainment when they visited this summer.  I
told her it was cool and I'm glad she didn't buy a Barney video or
something like that.  She giggled and said that I never gave Barney a
chance and I told her who wants to listen to a purple dinosaur talk?  She
laughed and said that purple was my favorite color and this caused David to
tease me a little.  Due to my fairer complexion, I look good wearing pastel
colors which include light pink, light purple, light blue and light yellow.
Many of the polo shirts my mom bought me used to get me teased at my last
school as being a fag, I didn't mind the teasing so much, it was better
than getting beat up.
	By the end of the night and the end of the movie, David and I fell
asleep on the couch.  My mother covered us with a blanket and went upstairs
after tidying up the kitchen and living room.  I slept in David's arms
dreaming about us making love together, the first time a thought has
entered my mind like this.  David was making out with me as he inserting
his rigid cock in me slowly.  I came in my underwear without anything else
touching my penis waking me up and ending my dream.  I can't believe I just
dreamt about making love with David, that is such a new development that I
cannot possibly share with anyone yet.  I'm not even thirteen years old yet
and I'm thinking about this already.  I mean I love him with my heart and
soul but this is so grown up and out of my realm of normal thinking.  It
must've been the discussion with mom that triggered this dream combined
with my expression of love for David this afternoon.  I lay awake for a few
moments before drifting off to sleep still in the embrace of my true love.
	Morning came too soon and I was waked up by the light filtering in
the front room window.  I looked over at the VCR clock and noticed that it
was 7:34 in the morning.  Great the morning I can sleep in for a change, I
wake up nice and early.  I got up to go to the bathroom trying not to wake
David and noticed that I had morning wood.  It was so hard to go to the
bathroom and I thought that I was going to have to stand on my head to hit
the bowl with my stream.  After I urinated, my boner was still in full
force refusing to go down, he wanted some attention but there was no way
that I was going to get off without David.
	I decided to go lay down with David on the couch and I accidentally
woke him up so I suggested that we go up to my room.  We lay down on the
bed and I thought that David might be interested in something more than
sleep, but I was wrong.  He was not a morning person, so I decided to try
and fall asleep with him again.  Before I knew it, my mother knocked
lightly on the door waking us up telling us that it was ten in the morning
and that we needed to get our little butts downstairs for breakfast.  She
made us homemade waffles and had strawberries and blueberries that she had
bought from the market along with whipped cream and maple syrup.  This was
more like desert than breakfast, but I didn't mention that for fear that
she would turn this into a desert food instead of letting me have it for
breakfast.
	The rest of the day we were all lazy, David and I played video
games as my mother caught up on some of her reading that had escaped her
since we moved here.  Being a single parent is not an easy thing, let alone
starting a new life in a new city.  I knew that she had done all of this
for me and I couldn't help feel as if God didn't put her up to this so I
could find true love and acceptance.  She sacrificed her husband's love to
for her love of her only child and I could never fault her for that.  I
felt sorry that she had to lose my dad in order to find me; it didn't seem
fair that she couldn't have both of us at the same time.
	Soon it was time to take David home but I knew I would be seeing
him at school in the morning and accepted the time apart as a good time to
reflect on the events of the weekend.  I wish his family could accept him
being gay as easily as my mother accepted me giving unconditional love.
Maybe when he is ready, he will tell his family about the love that we
share and hopefully, they accept it with love and happiness that he let
them know he's deepest secret.


If you like this story series so far, you may want to read my other fiction
story series:

(They are probably archived in a previous year or so, please do a find on
them...)
Gay --> high school --> Music Store Teens
Bi --> college --> College Firsts

Any non-flamer feedback is welcome, email me at jaykool74@hotmail.com