Date: Thu, 29 Oct 2009 18:21:57 -0400 From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com> Subject: The Truth Pt2 Usual Nifty Rules apply to this story. I should have done a synopsis for this story because it isn't immediately apparent where it is going. Simple in reality, this is a pure love story, if you want loads of sex, go to some of my other stories in nifty prolific net authors, or buy one of my published book This story tells you how Adam finds a true friend and lover, so, yes there is some sex, but not yet. Enjoy The Truth Part 2 Adam's life changing experience Beginning of the autumn semester with two years to go to college and a new boy joined. Mark Michaelson was a sight to behold, six feet three inches tall and everything else in proportion, jet black wavy hair, severely angular face with a square jaw and a dimpled chin, eyes as black as night and full lips with an aquiline nose. The package was all wrong but the way it hung together took peoples breath away he was totally gorgeous with a killer smile that would melt metal. First day, homeroom for attendance check and Mr. Trainer who had kept a watching brief on Adam saw his chance to bring Adam out of himself, for a while at least. "Mr. Wilde, Mr. Michaelson shares your rota, I would like you to take him under your wing until he is familiar with the school." Adam looked at the new boy with a neutral expression on his beautiful face. His thoughts however were far from neutral as he quickly scanned the tight button down dress shirt advertising the perfect torso, the close fitting jeans with the more than adequate bulge at the crutch and a butt to die for. `Oh my God I'll never be soft around him. By the end of every day I am going to have blue balls unless I can jack off after every lesson', was his immediate reaction. "Hi, I'm Mark" he said walking towards Adam and thrusting out his hand. Shyly Adam looked up at him through his long lashed eyes and in the soft voice everyone had come to know said very politely, "Hello I'm Adam, I'm pleased to meet you." He took the proffered hand in his and shook it firmly. "I guess I just follow you everywhere and I'm ok huh?" Adam smiled and replied, "I guess." He would have loved to ask Mark a million questions and get to know him, but what was the point, as soon as he was told that Adam was a faggot he would drift away and keep him at arms length. For the first couple of days they sat together in every class went to gym together and Mark noticed how Adam studiously avoided looking at anyone in the locker room and took a fast shower and change afterwards waiting for Mark outside. "Phew, you move like a white tornado in the changing rooms Adam." Adam blushed and just shrugged. Sports after his fourth day wakened Mark to what Adam was. Nat Riley wasn't going to miss a chance to stick the knife in Adam again. He was still smarting from the humiliation of having his penis nearly bitten off by the little faggot four years ago now. "You don't want to stay close to Adam Wilde longer than you have to Mark, likely to spoil your street credo as an Alpha Male." "What do you mean Nat? I think Adam's a great little guy." "Yeah, I guess he is for a cock sucking faggot." Mark was more than surprised. Adam was neat, good company helpful, generous of spirit, striking good looks, great body, good swimmer. "Come off it Nat, Adam is such a quiet little guy I doubt any one would know what he is." "I'm telling you, he's a faggot, he tried to blow his best friend and got outed. He's been on every ones hate list for four years. Haven't you noticed, no one talks to him?" Mark suddenly realised that was true, he and Adam always sat by themselves at class breaks and no one ever sat next to Adam except him. "Yeah, well he may be a faggot Nat but he hasn't put a move on me and until he does he's my friend." "On your head mate, you'll soon change when we all stop talking to you as well." Mark thought, with friends like you I think I would sooner you didn't talk to me. But he was going to ask Adam any way. Last lesson and as the bell rang and every one headed home Mark asked Adam if he was in a hurry. "No, Mum's at work so I only have an empty house to go home to." "Will you come home with me today then. We can do our assignments together. You can help me with Maths if you would then we can fool around. If it's ok with your Mum you can stay for supper as well and meet my Dad, he's a pretty cool dude for a big exec." Adam said ok but thought, I wish we could fool around. Mark only lived a couple of streets away from Adam but the neighbourhood was vastly different. Mark lived in a mansion, Adam lived in a neat but unpretentious two bedroomed ranch style chalet. Mrs. Michaelson greeted them and produced cookies and milk for the boys after being introduced to Adam. "Homework first Mark before you play." "Yes Mum." Mark's room was the size of Adam's whole lounge and dining room. They sat at Mark's desk and piled through their assignments, Adam helping Mark with Maths. Homework finished, milk and cookies finished, Mark turned to face Adam. "Nat Riley told me today that you're a faggot Adam. True or false?" Adam's heart sank. He had loved this first week of the new semester, he had a friend for the first time since he was 12. He sighed, looked straight at Mark and said. "Yes Mark, I'm gay. I'll just get my gear together and I'll be going." "I thought you were going to stay for supper." Adam looked at him to see if he was winding him up. "But I'm gay." "Yeah so you said, I just wanted to know if Riley was spinning the shit." "But I'm a faggot, if you hang around me very long everyone will think you are as well." "So." Adam looked bemused. "I don't understand, don't you care that soon no one but me will talk to you." "If they don't talk to me just because they think I'm gay I wouldn't want them to talk to me. Besides, I've only known you a week but I really like you Adam, you are one very cool guy. Some one told me you are a black belt Karate as well, now that is really cool. Swimming and Karate, no wonder you have such a terrific body." Adam wanted to cry but he couldn't, not in front of his new friend, that was what faggots did, cry all the time like soppy girls. He blinked back the tears. Mark noticed and moved into hug him. "I guess not many people have said that to you in the last four years huh?" Too much. The tears ran silently down his cheeks as Mark continued to hug him and rub his back. "It's ok buddy I understand. I guess it's been pretty lonely out there." Adam nodded then pulled away from Mark and looked up at him. "Thank you Mark, I guess I really needed a friend." "Well you've got it bud. Let's go meet Dad." "Dad I'd like you to meet Adam, he's my mentor at school and I guess he's going to be my best friend here as well." "Hello Adam, I'm pleased to meet you. Any friend of my son is very welcome in this house." "Thank you Mr. Michaelson. I'm pleased to meet you as well." By the time Mark drove him home that night Adam had two new fans. "Darling I'm so pleased for our son, young Adam is charming and so polite." "Yes, obviously well brought up, we must have his parents over for dinner one night soon." The sparkle came back to those beautiful blue eyes and the bounce came back in his step. Adam was happy, but he noticed his mother looking more worried every day. "What's the matter Mum?" "Nothing Honey." "Then why are you looking so worried?" "It's nothing, just a little problem at work." The little problem was obviously more than that and a few weeks later the bombshell dropped. "I'm sorry honey, we are going to have to sell this house and move away. I'm being made redundant and I can't get another job in this town anywhere near good enough to afford a mortgage." Adam was devastated, he had just found his first friend for four years and now he was going to move away. Mark picked up on it immediately the next morning. "What's the matter bud you look really down this morning." "We are going to have to sell up and leave the area. My Mum is being made redundant and can't get another job in this town good enough to pay our mortgage." "What about your Dad Adam?" "He died when I was six, Mum has a job as a Personal Assistant to the C.E.O. of the motor plant. There aren't really any other high paying jobs in this town and the new C.E.O. is bringing his own P.A. with him" The day was a nightmare for both boys. Adam thinking about the loss of his new friend and Mark with the same thoughts plus his Dad was the new C.E.O. that was going to make Adam's mum redundant. As soon as he arrived home that day Mark approached his dad "Dad, why are you dragging Marge all the way down here from Chicago instead of keeping the present P.A.?" Mr. Michaelson looked at his son quizzically. "What a funny question Son, why would you be interested?" "Oh no reason. Can we have Adam's Mum to dinner on Friday. They aren't going to be around much longer. Adam has to move, his Mum is losing her job and his dad is dead." "That's a pity, you really like that boy don't you?" "Yes Dad, I have never felt such empathy with a friend before and Adam is gay." "Oh my God, are you as well?" "Nah, I just like Adam an awful lot." "He is going to need a friend like you Mark, my guess is he doesn't have too many if he is out." "You're right there Dad. He has so much to give and they all shun him at school. Small town bigotry I guess." "Mmm, yes I guess so. Check with your mother but Friday should be ok and you can invite the lady when you take Adam home tomorrow night, if he is coming to supper again." "Thanks Dad." Sat with his wife that night after Mark had retired Michael said to her, "Mark asked me a funny question tonight. He wanted to know why I was bringing Marge down from Chicago and then he dropped it to talk about Adam and his mother. His father is dead by the way and they have to move because the mother is being made redundant. I can see Mark is very upset but what can I do? I'm going into the plant next week after I have finished all my preliminary work and I suppose I shall have to see the P.A. that I am making redundant and some other staff that I want to replace with Chicago people." Friday came and two very unhappy people arrived at the Michaelson house for Dinner. "Dad I'd like you and Mum to meet Adam's Mum, Mrs. Wilde, this is my father Michael and my mother Pamela." "I'm pleased to meet you both. Adam has told me about your hospitality and your beautiful home. Thank you and please call me Ann." "Your name rings bells Ann, should I know you?" "I don't think so Michael. I'm a small town girl. I was brought up here, married Adam's father here and after he died never had the means to travel." Michael was missing nothing. He could see the sadness in the eyes of both Wilde's and he was noticing how regal Ann Wilde appeared, a fine looking woman, the person making her redundant must be mad. Drinks were served and they all settled comfortably in the lounge while dinner was being finalised. "So, Ann, what idiot is going to make you redundant and force our sons to split after such a short time?" Mark winced because he knew. "I really don't know Michael. My old boss is retiring and the new man wants to bring his own people in from Chicago. I can understand that. Nick Anderson liked having people he knew around him. I worked up from a junior secretary to his P.A. over a period of nearly twenty years, straight from high school. He was almost like a father to me. He put me through college to get my degree in Business Administration and then Law school for my Law Degree. When he made it to C.E.O. he made me his P.A. My next logical step will be Company Secretary but I won't take it until after Adam finishes high school. That is I didn't want to but now I have no choice. There is only the car plant in this town that could offer me the job I need to meet my obligations so we have to move on. Apart from my disappointment for Adam I would probably be pleased but he has had no close friends for four years, now Mark is filling that role and Adam hasn't been this happy for ages. I am sad for my son, not for me." Ann paused and blushed, " I'm sorry, I'm talking far too much, that is definitely not like me." Ann Wilde was embarrassed at her runaway mouth and Michael felt as guilty as hell. Apart from the beginning of the evening it was rated a success by the Michaelson's. Ann Wilde had created a very positive impression. She was vivacious, witty, intelligent and her love and pride for Adam shone through everything. By the end of the evening Pamela Michaelson was sorry this lady would not remain in her circle of friends in this strange place. "Michael, I think I am going to miss the Wilde's almost as much as our son. Ann is such a thoroughly nice person and she obviously adores Adam. No wonder he is such a delightful boy." "He is gay Pam, but Mark assures me he isn't." "I'm not surprised Darling. Adam is almost too beautiful to be a boy but he's not at all effeminate." "No and Mark tells me Adam is a black belt Karate and there is nothing effeminate about that." Both adults laughed heartily until Michael said. "You can include Ann Wilde in your circle of friends. She is the P.A. I was going to talk to on Monday about her redundancy. I'll leave Marge in Chicago where she'll be happier and keep Ann as my P.A." "Oh Michael that is such a lovely thing to do. Can we tell Mark now?" "Yes and why don't we have the Wilde's for lunch tomorrow so that I can tell Ann and stop her having a weekend of worry." "Oh yes Darling, I think that would be wonderful." Saturday lunchtime and Adam was ready to bounce off every wall in the Michaelson house. They were not moving. Mark could still be his friend. Life was so good. Ann was beaming. "Michael, I don't know what to say. I had no idea who you were when we came to dinner last night. "No Ann, but I know one devious young man who did." Looking pointedly at Mark. "I'm sorry Dad but I've never had a friend that I felt so close to so quickly I couldn't bear to lose Adam." "Well we couldn't either, he has already found a place in our hearts." Adam blushed, he couldn't remember ever being this happy. So I'm gay, but I'm still me and these people accept me. The two boys were almost inseparable for the next year and amazingly many of the boys that had shunned Adam were now pleased to be in the group that started as Adam Wilde and Mark Michaelson. There were always more girls than boys because Mark was a girl magnet, he dated the best and left the rest for the group. Of course Adam didn't date as such but he would make up a foursome with Mark occasionally with a girl he liked but they all knew he was gay so no problem. ========================================================================== If you've been waiting for the sex, you get it next part.