Geek on Geek

By J Rho

Published on Jul 5, 2004

Gay

Warning:This story will contains descriptions of consenting males engaging in sexual acts. If you don't want to read it, or it is illegal for you to, then please leave. Also, Freaks and Geeks, and all related characters, are property of Dreamworks. I intend no copyright infringement.

"So you're gay, then?" asked Barry. The brothers Schweiber were sitting at the kitchen table, both nervous, confused, and feeling exceptionally guilty.

"Yeah, I think so... you?"

"Well, I really don't think I am. At least I wasn't. I don't know right now, I mean I definately got something from it, but... wait, wait wait. Have you told anyone else? Is this why Sam and Bill haven't been around? Did you...?" Barry let the question fade off, his implication hanging in the air. In his search for an explanation, Barry was going to the logical place for a man who wanted to be straight. In his mind, he suspected his brother of somehow seducing him and bendng his will. That had to be it, because he'd never do something like that under normal circumstances, he told himself.

"What are you trying to say, Barry? What do you think I am? Some kind of sex fiend? No, alright, no one else knows. I was afraid of anyone else knowing. I didn't know who I could trust except you and I..." Neal's anger slowly turned to annoyed dismissal. "I didn't intend to have sex with you, but I couldn't make myself just talk to you about it. It was all a stupid attempt to make you bring it up, to make you question me. I swear, I never meant for you to... God, just chill out, Barry" Neal said with a sigh.

The table was silent as both men began to grapple with losing their virginity to their brother. For all of Barry's talk, and all of his charm, he was always one to walk away when things got heavy between himself and a girl. He was, after all, a good jewish boy, raised in a good family, and pretty determined save some things for his wedding night. Barry was the kind of guy who had problems with remorse even after a blow job. As such, this time at the table was especially painful.

Neal, on the other hand, was far too young, spastic, and horny to consider the cosmic consequences of their action. The only thought he had about his recent inception into manhood was a few minutes of sadness while he looked at Barry the most destaught he'd ever been. When the wheels in his mind began turing again, however, they veered toward the sleazy place in his mind. While he hated to admit it, Neal was intruiged by the thought of Sam or Bill, or any other overlooked man close to him. At that moment, Neal's world was open wide to possibilities with anyone he could think of. His mind was racing, and he was slowly narrowing down his choice for a second encounter.

That's not to say that Neal was ignorant of his brother's pain, just that he really wasn't concearned. He didn't understand the problem, and figured it was something he'd get over soon enough. In the meantime, Neal was trying to think of a way to reconcile with Sam.

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Next: Chapter 7


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