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From Chapter 28:
. . . he very deftly made passionate love to me -- my mouth. I made love back WITH my mouth! When he was done -- and it was no small feat to do it in that position - he was completely spent! Well almost! He had enough energy left to bring me to completion -- about a half minute it took, after the slamming I made him give me.
Then he carefully lifted me back fully on to the bed, and straddled me again, this time so he could be on top of me without hurting -- well -- either of us -- and he kissed me good night. We tasted all of sex. And it was so sweet!
Chapter 29
My first day of university was interesting. Within 6 hours, I went from chagrinned and very embarrassed to feeling special and loved.
Uncle Jake of course insisted we stay up in the guesthouse with my brothers, and then further insisted that while I was an "invalid" we should use his SUV. I was a little worried that Carrie would object, but actually I put that one to rest by offering her my Mustang in the mean time. She was so wild that Uncle Jake would never buy her anything so sporty. I think Rob liked the `Stang, too. They (well, really "she") decided to get back together just before school started. Rob is a very happy boy!
So that first morning, we wheeled the big machine into the parking lot, and I could already feel all eyes were on us. Jake jumped down (Their lifted Ford Excursion was nearly eight feet high!) and opened the back, tilted out the gurney and unfolded the legs. Then he gingerly lifted me down onto the gurney. Good thing that little guy is so buff! We found our first class and he rolled me in. We had done a dry run the week before, but few were there, and so it did not occur to me what a stir we would make. I was so embarrassed. People staring. I know exactly how they felt. Not knowing what to say, too embarrassed themselves to even come up and introduce themselves. But all of that did not make me any more comfortable.
Once we were in our first class, settled in the very front where I could look up at the teacher without straining, the professor made a special point of introducing us, and embarrassed Luke as well by praising him for attending to me so well. After class, emboldened by the teachers "intro" to us, we were surrounded by students, mostly girls, all bubbly and cute! Well, I can't say I blamed them. Luke is so cute! Half of them towered over him, but they didn't seem to notice!
"Oh, Luke, you are so awesome to be sacrificing your self to take care of Steve."
Well, she got HIS name right!
One really nice guy, about 6'-4" tall, squatted down and talked to me. His face was not more than 6" away from mine. He had some pimples, but was otherwise kind of cute. "Hi, Seth. I'm Leonard." His voice actually cracked as he said it. Very cute!
We found a similar reception in most of our classes. By the end of the day, we were (well, in truth, Luke was ) the hit of the campus. I felt a little hurt, even though I completely understood. I can remember how hard it was to talk to someone grotesque looking. I was fortunate. I had at least the hope of coming out of this pretty normal looking. But I found out that there were some who could push past my ugliness and see that there was a person -- a regular guy (well as regular as a gay boy can be!) inside there! Leonard was in all of four of our classes. Hee hee! Poor Luke was fending off the girls, while I was making friends with this cute adolescent boy!
Leonard followed us to the parking lot and it was he who showed Luke he could collapse the forward legs as he put the gurney in the back of the truck. That way, I could just stay on it. Before we were finished, I invited Len to come up and visit "sometime".
"Great! When should I come?"
"Oh! Uh, how about -- uh, Friday night -- for pizza?"
"Great! Can I bring my girlfriend?"
Luke almost choked at that comment.
"Sure! The more the merrier!" I said.
There was no way to get me up the stairs of the guesthouse without just lifting me off and carrying me. Auntie Lindy insisted we take one of the rooms in the house, but even though the stairs were not as steep, all the bedrooms were still upstairs. They offered to bring in a bed and let us stay in the theater, but we would not let them do that. And besides, we wanted more privacy then the house afforded.
When Len and his girlfriend (she was sixteen and still in high school!) arrived, we went into the big house and ate our pizza there. Etta was miffed because we would not relent and let her cook for us, but we had promised pizza, so we stuck to our guns.
After the pizza, we retired to the theater and chose a movie that a 16 year old was allowed to watch. As we were watching, my neck started to hurt and Luke was rubbing it for me. After the movie, Shirley said, in her youthful innocence, "You guys are gay aren't you!" It wasn't an accusation. She said it like she would have said, "Gee whiz, it looks like it's gonna rain!"
She didn't even wait for an answer. She continued, "Lenny thought you might be." Len looked so embarrassed! But she pushed on. "Lenny thinks he might be bisexual, but has not ever tried it!"
Carrie was there and was of course quite amused by all this. She said, very seriously, "No they're not gay! What would give you that impression! Teens! How old are you, anyway, Shirley?"
Shirley was now quite flustered. "Oh, I -- uh -- didn't -- uh - oh! I'm sixteen!"
"How old are you, Lenny? Carrie pushed her advantage
"Me? I'm 16."
(!What?!)
"I graduated early."
"Oh, no!" Carrie shrieked. "Nerd alert -- Nerd alert!"
Both Len and Shirley were turning blood red, when we all burst out laughing.
They looked around at all of us. Luke took pity on them. "Yeah, you nailed us. We're gay!"
"Yeah, and so am I," Carrie said. "We were hoping that you guys were open to a little four-way fun. Then you could both find out the answers to your questions!"
Craig picked up the ball from there. "Four way? Were you going to leave out me and Chris?"
"Hell no!" Carrie said. "I WANT you guys! I was leaving out the invalid and his sweet little purple eyed baby doll, here. It could get too wild!"
Even I saw that both Len and Shirley were looking scared by now. Finally Chris said, "Okay, we're starting to scare these guys. Len, Shirley, my cousin likes to be the jokestress, but she's only kidding! Yes we are gay -- not Carrie and Rob, but Craig and I and also Luke and Seth. But that is not for anyone but us to tell if we choose at school -- right?"
"So -- like - " Shirley said, "You would, like, not want to, like, help Lenny prove he's not gay?"
"Shirley, `like', shut up!" Len said.
The movie was over and Len pushed me out to the other room, as the rest were still getting up and stretching. I said to Len, "Len, I want to tell you it meant a lot to me just that you were willing to get down to my level and talk to me the other day in school. It really did."
"I -- feel -- so bad when I see someone like you. I was so happy when I learned that you will not always have to be ---like this. Can I at least kiss your cheek?"
"Sure!" I said. He bent down and just as he was about to kiss me, I turned my head and took it on the lips. His eyes were at first closed, but popped open. I let my tongue graze his lips and he opened his mouth and kissed me for real. When we were finished, he was all flushed.
"You -- liked that, didn't you?" I said.
"Yeah." He said, hoarsely.
"So maybe that's your answer. Len, let me tell you something. You're very young. You have a lot of life to experience. If you can experience it straight, it is easier. That's all. Easier. Think about it, huh?"
"I will. Thanks."
Later that night, in bed:
"I kissed him."
"You mean Lenny?"
"Yeah. But it was to make a point."
"I think I know what you were trying to prove."
"What?" I challenged.
"That it is easier to be straight than gay?" I nodded. "So was it nice?"
"What?"
"Now who's being thick?"
"OH!" I said. "Well -- yes." I said sheepishly.
"Did it arouse you?"
"Would it have for you?"
"Yes." He answered.
"K."
The next thing to be removed were the arm and upper body parts of my cast. The legs took longer to heal, I was told, because the circulation is not as good to the legs. Anyway, with that, I could sit in a wheel chair. This was just before Christmas. Lenny seemed to be so excited that I was getting better. The wheelchair was a big sign of it!
"Do you ever go anywhere without Luke?" He said.
"Sometimes I have to wonder if Luke would like a break. He never complains, but . . ."
Very excitedly he continued, "If ever he does want a break, I'd be glad to help out."
"Heh! Luke does a lot more for me than just push me around!"
"I'll just bet he does!"
"I was TALKING about all the help he gives me by tutoring me, lifting me, and I still need help with my potty duties and all. He really -- loves - me."
"Oh." He replied, seemingly disappointed. "Did I tell you that Shirley and I broke up?"
"NO!" I exclaimed. "Why?"
"Well, it was actually me that did the breaking up. She told everyone that I was gay!"
"She did not!"
"Yup!" He answered. "About the same way she told you. Just came out with it as if it telling someone the time of day. I think she was proud."
"And so you said what?"
"What could I say. I'm not much of a good liar. I told them that I had never been with a guy before, though -- and that was true -- well except for you!"
"Uh, lets get something straight, Lenny. With what we did, one could not say we had "been with" each other!"
"But -- if we had -- would that make Luke unhappy?"
"Okay, Lenny -- I really like you -- a lot -- but it's not going to happen."
"K. Heh, ever since she outed' me, several gay guys from my high school have approached me to break me in'. I still take two classes there. Heh! I guess you would call it `post high school graduate work'!"
"Ugh! That has to be difficult."
"Do you -- uh -- know anyone who -- uh - ?"
"Are you sure you want to do this, Lenny - Even after what I said?"
"You mean about it being easier? Well, I figure I can play around a little first -- just to get it `out of my system'."
"Hmm. Maybe."
"So do you know anyone?"
"I'm not out at the university -- or at home at my old high school. As far as I know here at the university, all the guys are too old."
"What's too old? I don't care about that."
"You're jail-bait for most of the guys here." I said. "Let me talk to Luke and see what we can come up with, K?"
"You come up with the most interesting `pillow talk'!"
"But, Luke, I really like Lenny -- I don't want him to get hurt." I said. "Under controlled conditions - "
"Seth, first of all you say you want him to meet Eddie, then you say you don't want him to get hurt. Do you see the break in logic there? Wait a minute! Isn't Eddie over 18 now?"
"Shit! You're right!"
"There's Mel." Luke said.
"Mel! He's only fifteen! Couldn't we get in trouble for arranging something like that?" I said.
"All we have to do is introduce them. We don't have anything to do with what they decide to do together."
"Well, at least Eddie and Fred are out on their own."
"I keep forgetting that too. I'm going to call Mel."
"How about Charlie? How will that make him feel? Don't they have something going?"
"Naw -- never did. Oh they like to play a bit -- but they don't get along that well. Neither do Fred and Eddie, really. This is just convenient for them." I'm gonna call now!"
"Isn't it kinda late?"
"It's perfect!" I said. "Mom and Dad usually are out on Friday night -- date night you know -- it would be better if they did not -- know,"
"You sound downright diabolical!"
I keyed in the number.
"Hello?"
"Charlie? Is Mom there?"
"No, dude, they are out."
"Good! Is Mel there?"
"Uh -- yeah! Wow! Just a minute, dude."
"Hello?"
"Mel -- is Charlie stoned?"
"Uh -- well -- yeah."
"Shit! Arer you, too?"
"NO! I hate that stuff!"
Well Mom and Dad have to know!"
"Why, he ain't hurting no one!"
"Do you guys still sometimes watch my niece and nephew?"
"Yeah, But,"
"That's enough reason for me! Mel, there is this guy here, and - "
"Yes!"
"I thought that - "
"YESSS!"
"Yes what!?"
"You can fix me up!"
"Boy, you're pretty trusting!"
"I know you would not fix me up with a loser! And I need somebody! Do you know how hard it is to be gay in Orange County?"
"Duh! I think so!"
"Oh. Yeah."
"When would be good for you?" I asked.
"Next Friday night Charlie will be at his Mom's. And your parents will be out to a company Christmas party. They don't like leaving me alone. It will make them feel better to have you here."
"Hmm. They would know I brought a guy for you!"
"They don't care! Well they care -- a lot -- but they don't mind. They know I'm gay! They have dealt with it before, you know!"
"You're a right smart little fuck aren't you?"
"Hee hee! Let me know, K?"
"I will. Bye."
I had forgotten how cute Mel was! And he was growing up so much!. He sounded so much older than last time I talked to him.
" . . . I don't want you to get too excited, but Mel is a cute kid. Well he's almost your age! I hope that's okay. He's my foster brother, so I know he's clean."
"Clean? I hadn't even thought about that." Lenny said.
"You better!"
"I've cruised by the rainbow club before -- do you know what that is?"
"Oh yeah! I know!"
"That creeped me out!"
"Wish it had creeped me out! I was drunk and went there. Not a pretty story!"
"So tell me about this -- Mel, is it?"
"Mel is slightly bigger than I am, and has this angelic look to him. He's not fat -- but -- he is what I would call -- well not skinny like you!"
"Thanks!"
"Hey! A lot of guys like that!"
"Yeah, right!" he said. "I'm like a bean pole -- and no Jack to climb me!"
"Well, let me tell you -- guys usually like what they don't have! Bald guys want guys with hair. Hairy guys want guys who are smooth. Guys who are husky want skinny guys -- and the other way around. I know he'll like you!"
"Wait a minute! Is he fat?"
"I told you he's not! Actually I've seen very little of him since school started, so he could be a fat slob by now!"
"You're beginning to worry me!"
"You really have a problem with fat, huh?"
"Yeah! Really!"
"Hmm. Maybe I should just tell him it didn't work ou - "
"NO! I mean, one date can't hurt!"
"You are sooo shallow!"
"I'm really not!"
"I know that."
" . . . so where do his parents think he is going?" Chris said.
"How should I know?"
"You should know. They are his parents. And if anything goes wrong, they should at least know he will be out of town. He may be going to university, but he still is only 16."
"(Sigh!) I'll tell him."
"Lenny, my brother and Craig are going with us next weekend."
"Cool"
"Well, he feels responsible, being the oldest, and wants you to tell your parents exactly where you are going."
"Oh! NO PROBLEM! I'll just tell them I am going up to L.A. to fuck a guy I never met!"
"You and Mel should get along very well -- he's a smart fuck, too! I didn't say you had to tell them everything you'll be doing! Just tell them you are traveling to one of your classmates homes in Cerritos."
"(Sigh!) Okay, I'll tell them. I doubt they will like it!"
"Seth -- they want to meet you!" Lenny said.
"Who?"
"My parents!"
"Great!" I said. "Okay, Luke will bring me by there tomorrow after school."
"Mom, Dad, These are my friends, Seth and Luke."
"Oh! How nice!" She seemed happy to see that I was in a wheel chair. "Please do come in."
In the entry was a picture of Jesus over a table with a crucifix. We talked for awhile. I guess we passed the test!
"I'm just glad there will be no girls there! There WON'T be girls there, will there?"
"No, Mrs. Harston, I can assure you there won't BE any girls! This is just a getaway for the guys!"
That damned Lenny giggled when I said that!
"Well, I guess I trust you. Lenny has spoken so kindly of you, Seth -- and you too, Luke -- for the wonderful way you seem to take care of Seth. You seem to be very dedicated to him."
"Thank you Mrs. Harston. I'm paid well!"
He giggled again! I felt the blood rising to my ears!
"Well, you boys have a nice time. Will there be drinking there?"
"No drinking. We don't drink."
"Well," Mr. Harston said, "Drive carefully. You definitely have a weight advantage in that monster you are driving, out there."
"My older brother will be driving. He's a very good driver."
"Your older brother? Is he going too?"
"Yes."
"Is anyone else going?"
"Just his room mate."
"Is that a boy room mate?"
"Yeah, Craig's a boy!"
I heard Lenny stifle another giggle! He was his own worst enemy.
"Ayway, We'll be leaving from school, so bring your stuff with you -- you can leave it in the truck."
"K. Bye!"
When Luke and I got back inside the truck, "Oh my God, Seth! They don't even have a clue!"
"I know! I was afraid the way Lenny was acting, they would catch on to something!"
"Yeah, like how he was saying, `I'm gay! I'm Gay! I'm Gay!' How can they miss it?"
"Just because he acts a little fem doesn't mean - "
"A LITTLE?"
"That doesn't make him -- necessarily -- gay."
"Yeah, well - !"
"I get your point."
Notes: So -- another budding romance? Just how will Lenny fit into Seth's life? You can guess if you want -- but it won't change nothin'! But I love your comments! Please address any to Steve at s4d@hotmail.com. Please include "Seth" in the subject. Thanks, and love, Steve