Carter and the Biker Boy

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Carter and the biker boy

Chapter 23 -- Dylan's Halloween Party

The remainder of the day on Saturday I spent doing stuff at home until it was time to go to Dylan's party. I was still kind of freaked by the idea of the dream and the Greek gods and all. But as the afternoon wore on and the time came closer and closer to go to the party, I got more excited. Parker still wanted to go, so the decision was made, and we were going!

Parker's parents dropped him off at my house around 3 pm. They had some party to go to for his mom's work and were taking advantage of the fact that Parker and I would be spending the night at Dylan's house. They would not be back until sometime Sunday afternoon.

Both of us had our black backpacks ready to go. We each had an extra change of clothes consisting of jeans, a sweatshirt, t-shirt, and extra boxer briefs. We were both wearing our CK black briefs we got in San Antonio, thinking that it would help us look good in our costumes. The costumes...were both mainly black Miles Morales Spiderman costumes. The spandex kind that shows pretty much everything! We put them on in my room and both of us were definitely hard as we saw how we looked in the tight costumes. Even Mom thought we both looked "cute" in our matching costumes. She is so cool that way, and Parker told me in the room that my mom is so cool and I should be lucky that she's my mom.

We arrived at the party just before 5 pm. There were several cars in the driveway, so it was easy to presume that people were already there. Sure enough as we walked in, there had to be ten people we didn't even recognize, but then sure enough Dylan came up to greet us. He was dressed in a Tarzan costume of all things. His bare, muscular chest almost made me weak in the knees, and when looked down to see a loin cloth barely covering the leopard skin styled bikini's underneath, I wanted him like, right now!

"Whoa, Miles and Miles! Wait, you guys must be Carter and Parker, am I right?" We both nodded, not saying a word. Dylan picked up on this right away. "Oh, I see, neither of the Spidey's are going to talk. Interesting!" We both nodded our heads and fist bumped each other. "Well boys, the fun is just beginning. I need to introduce you two a few of my guests." Dylan then went on to introduce us to some of the cheerleaders in their football player costumes, then of course there were the guys from the soccer team that we already knew from before, namely Isaac, Javy and a few others that we didn't know. They were dressed interestingly. Isaac looked like Carlos Santana, Javy looked like Pancho Villa. The other soccer guys were dressed up like the Beatles. Then there was Chase, who dressed up like a police officer and his brother Noah who looked like, well for lack of better words, a hooker and dang did he look good.

Dylan introduced Parker and me to someone I hadn't seen before, a guy named Wyatt. Dark brown hair, curly on top and in front, shaved sides, his gold rimmed glasses framed his face nicely, giving him a studious, nerd look. Obviously, the guy was smart. Thin and almost as tall as Dylan, he looked like a feather could knock him over. What Dylan had in muscles Wyatt had none. Apparently he decided to come as his favorite author, which just so happened to be none other than, yep you guessed it, Edgar Allen Poe. Wyatt and Dylan seemed to be quite good friends. Hopefully he would tell me more about Wyatt later, or hopefully I'd get a chance to talk to him should I decide to break my vow of silence -- a vow that wasn't going to last much longer should I get the chance to talk to Wyatt. Wow! Even though he was dressed as Edgar Allen Poe, he was still super cute!

Dylan's mom was dressed up like a good witch, his sister was like a bad witch, and once again, Dylan's dad was not there, away on business again. We'd pretty much met everyone, and the party was in full motion, the vibe was awesome, everyone was having a good time. We really weren't talking to many people, although Chase did come up and start talking to both of us and was commenting on the incident that happened with me in the locker room. He told me that he was proud of what I'd done, sticking up for myself and said it was sad that the teachers and staff had not acted on it prior to those losers beating me up. About the time he'd finished talking to me about the incident, Noah came up to talk to him about something and once again Chase introduced us to him.

"Oh look, it's Miles and Miles! Hi boys, aren't you both looking cute and hot!" he said in a flirty girl like voice. "Oh my, wouldn't I like to just eat both of you boys right up!" Just the way he talked in this voice made me secretly want to find out if he was telling the truth. I'd seen him in class and had my thoughts about him, thinking that way he acted and was looking at one particular jock dude when he came into the class, made me think that he was gay. Maybe it was like what they say, I had gaydar and could tell when I saw other gay boys?

Either way, he was looking hot too and for some reason I stood up and gave him a hug. He is taller than me, about four inches taller and nothing but skin and bones. His response got me going and I'm pretty sure I felt him hard against me, which caused me to get very noticeably hard too. Noticeable enough that I could tell Parker was staring at me so of course he got up and hugged Noah too.

"Oooh!!" Noah cooed. "Aren't you boys just ready to step into action! You're both going to make this girl get all hot and bothered! Wouldn't I just love see you super heroes in action now!" We all just laughed, including Chase. Only he knew how Noah was, and I think he now knew we weren't far behind him. My mind was working overtime now.

As a distraction, Dylan meandered by and invited us to get something to drink as well as something to eat. There was a huge bowl of red punch, designed to look like blood, I suppose as well as chips, barbeque sandwiches and cookies shaped like monsters, ghosts, and of course like Frankenstein.

We were both hungry, so we each got two sandwiches, chips and three cookies, and a glass of punch. We sat back in our chairs while the loud music began to play something spooky, I think it was "Thriller" by Michael Jackson. The food was really good, but something tasted different about the punch. After about the fourth sip from the punch, and I started feeling a little weird. I asked Parker if he'd had the same effects from the punch and he said that he did and realized that someone had spiked the punch. I didn't know what that meant, so he told me that someone had purposely put alcohol in the punch. Since I'd never really drank anything, it now made sense why I was feeling so funny.

After two more glasses of punch and about four more cookies, I was feeling a little drunk. No, I was feeling quite a bit drunk. There were a lot of people out in the middle of the huge family room dancing now, and before I knew it, Noah had grabbed me and pulled me out to dance. I didn't resist and before long we had danced to almost four songs, the last one being slow. From that point forward, things really started happening.

Noah held me real close as the slow song started. So close that I could smell the punch in his breath and feel his stiff cock against my own erection as he began to grind himself into me. I turned to look at where we'd been sitting and noticed that Parker was gone. Shortly after the song was over, Noah whispered in my ear.

"Follow me, big boy." So of course, I followed. "We'll make this quick. I hope you're ready to make this girl happy." We walked into the bathroom in Dylan's room, locked both doors, pulled my mask up just far enough to expose my lips and began kissing me. I was totally hard now, and before I knew it, Noah had unzipped my costume, leaving the mask on, but pulled my costume down far enough to reveal my black CK briefs. Noah spoke again.

"Oh man, just what this girl needs. I didn't peg you for a briefs kind of guy, but you sure look hot in them." In one motion he pulled them partway down and took me completely in his mouth. He sucked on it for a minute or so until I thought I was going to blow. Sensing this, he pulled out, pulled his black fishnet stockings down, then took his black girl panties down as well. His thick average sized dick sprang forth and he forced me down to it so of course I tried to engulf as much in my mouth as I could. I tasted his musk and saltiness for the first time, surprised to see that he was completely hairless, including his skinny legs.

After sucking him for a few minutes, he pulled me back up, kissed me, tasting his own precum that had mixed with my saliva, then told me to put myself in him and ride him hard. I'd never really done this before, but as I slowly teased his hole with my self-lubricated dick (from saliva and precum), he grabbed my ass, pulling me towards his hole, as I broke the sphincter and was now balls deep inside him.

"Fuck me hard Parker, deep, now." I did as he said, confused as to why he called me Parker. As I was fucking him he was stroking his dick and moments later I could feel him swelling inside and as he shot his load on the countertop in the bathroom, I shot my huge load inside his ass. Once he finished, he quickly pulled his ass off my still hard cock, the aftermath of my ejaculation still dripping on the rug below. "Thank you, you handsome stud. Now we'd better get back to the party so you can get back to your boyfriend."

He then grabbed a disposable paper towel from the box on the countertop, wiped up his cum, fixed his wig, and then just as quickly as I'd come, we both left. I searched around the room for Parker, but still couldn't find him. So instead, I grabbed another cup of punch and sat down waiting for him to show up.

Moments later, Parker walked back into the room and sat down next to me. Seconds later, Dylan walked back into the room as well. With his Miles Morales costume on, I couldn't see whether he was pissed or not.

Neither of us spoke to each other for a few minutes. Then Parker motioned for me to follow him to the bathroom. We both went in and he locked the door and the news he gave me shocked me.

"Dude, you're not going to believe this, but Dylan just did me."

"Whaaaaat?" I said in disbelief. "What happened?"

"Well, just like we thought would happen, we are messing everyone up. Dylan took me to a bedroom that was like a kid's room, nothing was out of place. Anyway, he unzipped my costume just far enough to get to my underwear, then pulled them down far enough to rub some lube on my hole and his dick. Then he grabbed my hips and broke through me which hurt like hell, but once he got in me, Oh my god! He's huge! Then he kept saying stuff like `I've missed you Carter-man, I just had to have you now before everyone else has their turn tonight.' And he just pushed my head down on the bed, held it there and fucked me fast and quick. As soon as he came, he pulled it out, wiped it off, then told me to zip up and get out of Dayne's room. He thought I was you! So where did Noah take you?"

Now I had to tell Parker what happened with Noah.

"Well, kind of the same thing, because he called me Parker, and told me to fuck him. Dude, whatever it is that's in the punch has got me feeling fiiiiiine."

"Yeah, me too! Other than my butt being a little sore." We both laughed as I was still trying to get over the notion that I'd just fucked Noah and that Dylan had done Parker, and that I was ready to go again, and really wanted my boyfriend. "Oh yeah, and Noah called me your boyfriend, so he knows."

"Say that again?" I began to shout out in a loud voice to Parker that he knows that we're -- and I just about got the word gay to form but stopped just about the same time the song ended.

About two seconds later Dylan and Javy walked up to us. Dylan's loin cloth was gone, and all he had on was the bikini's. I could tell that both of them were also feeling the effects of the spiked punch like we were. Javy spoke first.

"Capitan!" Javy spoke first to Dylan in Spanish (Capitan is pronounced like cappy tAn, meaning captain). "I must be really drunk because I am seeing double, bro. How `bout you?"

"Si, guey. I think we need to take these two Miles Morales' and find out who is the real one or find out if we're just seeing things. Let's see just how super they are, don't you agree, cabron?" It was funny to hear Dylan speaking Spanish. But then they pulled both of us by our hands and led us to Dayne's room!

"Okay fag boys, don't touch anything in this room except for us. Time to make your fag dreams come true. You boys get to please me, Tarzan, and my long lost friend from Mexico, Pancho Villa. You will do as we say." I was surprised to hear Dylan speak this way, but it was really turning me on, for some reason. Dylan locked the door behind him as he turned on the small light on the night stand next to the small twin sized bed that was covered with stuffed animals.

"Miles, you get on this side, and the other Miles, you get on the other side. On your knees with your backs to the bed." I was so hard in anticipating what was going to happen, and who I was going to get first. I knelt onto the rug by the bed and then it began, almost as a dream.

"Suck our dicks now." Dylan instructed. I looked up to see leopard skin bikini briefs, so I was lucky to know I got Dylan first. His bulge filled the bikini's out so well that I thought his cock was going to burst through the fabric. I pulled on the waistband and his huge dick sprung loose, rock hard and curved upwards. Immediately I took as much of him in my mouth as I could.

He had a strange taste, but once his steady stream of precum started, the taste changed. I could hear Parker trying to suck Javy, which sounded like Parker's teeth were being a little rough on poor Javy, causing Javy to slap Parker on the face and tell him something like "no more teeth maricon" as Parker continued to try and suck Javy. He must have tried to force his dick all the way in because I now heard Parker gag a little. That's all it took. Javy told him to get up and lay face down on his chest on the bed. I heard Parker's costume being unzipped, and as he whimpered a little, Javy drove his huge dick right into Parker's loosened ass.

Dylan was enjoying me sucking him but seeing what was going on with Parker and Javy, he pulled out, lifted me up and shoved me down on the bed in the same position as Parker. The next thing I knew the dick that I'd come to know, and love was once again slowly being inserted in me causing my own dick to jump, starting a stream of precum of my own. I was reaching a level of horniness that I'd not felt since I'd last been with Dylan. His cock felt so good in me that I wanted to be on my back looking up at him, thinking that maybe he'd finally kiss me, hug me, and tell me how much he'd missed me.

But he did not allow it. He was now fucking me hard. I could feel his full balls against mine, and with each thrust the fullness of him was touching me deep inside pushing me to an orgasm of my own. I wanted to get up, but his big hands were around the back of my neck forcing me down on the bed, my head sideways trying to breathe. This was pure animal-like fucking. I tried to look at Parker, but he was getting the same treatment and it was causing him to actually grab the bedspread and clench it tightly in his hands, as well as bite down on the bedspread to keep from screaming out in either pain or sheer delight.

I thought that Dylan had been rough on me the one night he called me Dayne when I'd had the dream of him rubbing oil on my back, but this was much rougher. But the weird thing was that it was turning me on even more. I thought he was getting close to shooting, but then he pulled out the same time that Javy pulled out of Parker.

They both instructed us to get on the bed on our backs. With our legs straight up in the air against their chests, they both drove their cocks back into us in one quick motion causing both of us to moan in sheer delight. I glanced over at Parker on his back, hoping to see his face, but since it was a twin sized bed, all I saw in whatever light there was in the room was the silhouette of Parker's hard cock plastered against his groin as Javy was fucking him just as hard and as rough as Dylan was fucking me.

He must have been in me for close to ten or fifteen minutes before I finally felt his cock become even bigger yet, the biggest one I'd felt so far. Just before he came, he started slapping my butt cheeks hard, and as he unleashed a massive load inside me, he slapped me like three or four times, causing me to shoot my load all over my belly. At the same time Javy unloaded into Parker, his moans mixed with words in Spanish as Parker spewed his cum on his chest as well. At least our costumes were on the floor and did not get covered by cum.

"Okay, clean yourselves up and get out of my brother's room quickly before my mom finds out." Dylan muttered as he wiped himself off, throwing the towel on my chest. "Come on guey, let's get back to the par-tay! We need these cabrons to rest up for later!" Javy just mumbled something and before we knew it they'd walked out of the room. Parker spoke first as we laid on the bed cleaning up the cum from our chests.

"You okay, babe?" he asked, sincerity in his voice.

"Yeah. My ribs are starting to hurt, but I'm feeling fine, still buzzing. How about you?"

"I'm good." I was mildly surprised by what he said next. "Man, your primo is huge. So he took your cherry, huh? First time with him? How did you handle it?" I thought for a moment before responding and tried to make a joke out of it.

"I'm just that good, I mean he's nothing compared to you, mi amor. Everyone knows you've got the biggest one in town!" We both just laughed as we slowly finished cleaning up the mess using the damp towel that now reeked of cum.

As I stood up the room almost started spinning. But slowly I got dressed, looked at my watch and realized it was almost midnight. The party was supposed to end soon, and I wondered what else was in store for us later, and who all would be staying.

We both used the bathroom for obvious reasons, then walked back out to the family room where a few people were still dancing to the loud music. The old song "Wang Chung" or "Everybody have fun tonight" was playing and I went and got another cup full of the punch. I sat next to Parker on the chairs and tried to make sense of what happened between the four of us. My side was really starting to hurt.

Dylan returned, still wearing his Tarzan costume. I couldn't stop staring at the leopard skin styled bikini's, watching as the outline of his cock could be seen as he danced with a couple of the cheerleaders who were now obviously drunk. He danced with the two of them until the end of the song, then he kissed both of them.

The tall thin cute, no, super-hot cute guy named Wyatt now appeared on the makeshift dance floor and since the lights were lower in the room now, or maybe it was because everyone was feeling no pain from the alcohol that was being consumed, no one noticed that Dylan and Wyatt were now slow dancing in each other's arms. They were laughing as they were pretending it was a joke -- Dylan made a move to look like he was going to kiss Wyatt, but as he got close they both broke character and moved away from each other laughing. I was getting very strange mixed signals as to what was going on, and Parker nudged me and wondered the same thing.

We were both starting to get quite sleepy. I knew there were two huge sofas in Dylan's room, and the last thing I remember that evening was me laying on one, Parker on the other. My side was hurting so much that I had taken two of my pain pills after leaving Dayne's room, so in a very dangerous move, I'd inadvertently taken my pain meds after drinking alcohol. Needless to say I felt no pain and didn't wake up until the rays of the sun broke through the huge windows in Dylan's room.

Looking around the room, I was surprised to see Wyatt and Dylan asleep together on Dylan's big bed. Wyatt's back was to Dylan's chest. Javy was asleep on the other bed, the one I'd always slept on when I'd stayed over at Dylan's house. I thought he was sleeping alone, but on taking a closer look and glancing over at the sofa next to me, I realized that it was Noah who was asleep on the sofa and Parker was actually in bed with Javy.

Let me repeat that to make sure my eyes weren't deceiving me. Parker was in bed with Javy; Parker's back was facing Javy's chest. Sleeping in the same position as Dylan and Wyatt were sleeping. Neither of them appeared to have clothes on.

I felt as if a lot had happened while I was asleep or passed out on the sofa. The scary thing was that I wasn't sure if I'd had any sex since being in Dayne's room with Dylan and Javy. I still felt quite groggy and needed something to drink as my mouth felt like cotton, and I had a strange taste in my mouth, like something had happened, or I ate something. The weird thing was that I knew Isaac was there last night, but I don't remember seeing him after Parker and I got there. I stood up, still in pain, and felt sore down there, so I'm thinking something did happen after I'd passed out. As I sat on the toilet, I knew I must have been used.

Slowly I got up from the toilet, washed my hands and face, then went out to the kitchen. I expected to find Mrs. Collins there, but there was no one. I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge, then went out to the messy family room where I found Chase on the big half circle sofa. He had just woken up and was looking at his phone. No longer dressed as a policeman, he was now wearing a Harlem muscle shirt and a pair of gray Nike sweats, and he looked super-hot.

"Well hey, good morning Carter. What's up bro? How you feeling?" he asked, smiling at me with his perfect smile with perfect white teeth.

"Good morning Chase. Um, I'm okay. A little groggy and a little out of it still. Man, what was in that punch?" he just laughed a little, knowing good and well what had happened to the punch.

"Yeah... that punch contained a little bit more than fruit juice. Someone, and for the record, I do not know who it was, put a fair amount of booze in there. So yeah, you probably got a little bit tipsy, right?"

"Quite a bit actually. Believe it or not that was my first time drinking alcohol. And then I forgot that alcohol and medicine don't mix well and took two of my pain pills for my cracked ribs."

"Oh yeah, slugger... hey that's a great new nickname for you! I wanted to talk to you more about your incident. Congratulations for sticking up for yourself. When I heard about that, I was very proud of you. Those idiots got what they deserved."

We talked on for a few minutes about that incident. He then asked me how school was going in general, and then the subject of Noah came up. He asked me if we'd talked at all last night. I wasn't sure how much I should divulge. So I just told him that we'd talked a little.

"Well in case you haven't figured it out, Noah is gay. He's very comfortable with who he is and doesn't care who knows about his sexuality. In fact, and I am not sure if I should tell you this, but he knows about you and Parker. He called it having gaydar' or something like that. Said it is something that he just knows'. Anyway, he's made it clear that he thinks Parker is hot and, well, if he had the chance... you know. So just be careful around my brother." Now it all made perfect sense why he called me Parker. I was a little bit down about it, but then Chase continued.

"Look Carter, I think you're really a great guy. Dylan talks about you all the time. We've known each other since we were kids in pre K. He's my best friend, and likewise. He's told me a lot about what's gone on between you two." I got a worried, nervous look my face that Chase sensed right away. "But don't worry man, it's cool. Remember, I love my brother unconditionally. It's cool that he's gay, and it's cool that you're gay."

That made me feel so good, and actually made me hope that Chase would make a move on me. But then that notion faded quickly as Chase continued again.

"But one thing you have to understand is that while I am very open minded about my brother's sexuality, I am confident in saying that I am definitely straight. I know that for sure."

I looked down at my water bottle almost kind of sad, and he sensed it.

"It's okay bro, I'm flattered to know how you feel. I can read your emotions. And I can tell what you and Parker have is special. Just don't let yourselves be distracted by outside influences like what probably happened here." Then I blurted out the question that's been on my mind for most of the summer.

"So if you know Dylan really well, how does he, or what does he identify...?" I couldn't say the words I wanted to say.

"Look, all I can tell you is that Dylan is, complicated. I'm pretty sure he's not gay. He is probably bisexual, or just confused about who he is. Dayne's death rocked him to the core. It messed him up bad. He told me that you remind him of Dayne and why that led to you guys fooling around is beyond me. He did confide in me that he likes having sex with guys but thinks a lot about girls too. I know that seems... complicated."

I thought before I responded, making sure that my response seemed...educated? Since Chase had told me before that I could talk to him about anything, I gave him a try.

"I think I understand. But by him being so nice to me and all, I think it's given me false hope that he really likes me, like as a... you know..." I paused, trying to say the word that I wanted to say when Chase finished it for me.

"A boyfriend, right?" I smiled and nodded my head in agreement, still in disbelief that I was having this conversation with him. "Well slugger, is it okay that I call you slugger?" I nodded and smiled that it was. "What I do know about that is that he's never really mentioned anything about you guys going to the next level. In fact, I think for him it's just having fun and having sex with anyone that moves and is breathing. Wait, take that back. He has this sexual prowess about himself that makes him very confident that he can be with whoever he wants.

I'm quite certain that his English tutor Wyatt has been his latest conquest.

I don't know if you've picked up on Wyatt, but yeah, he's not out, but definitely gay. I'm sure they've slept together. But my gut feeling tells me that Dylan will not end up being gay, but I could be wrong. Right now he just really enjoys having sex anyway he can get it. And that's not always a good thing. He needs to be careful, as do you too. You're a great guy and I'd really hate to see you catch something and get sick. I've told Noah the same thing. But since I'm his brother he doesn't want to listen to me."

I thanked Chase for his candid conversation with me about Dylan and Noah. I really do like Chase, strangely not in a sexual way now, but more like an older brother, more so than I thought about Dylan being like an older brother. We chatted on about school and all, and about what he was planning to do after he graduates in the spring. "I'm planning to go to RVC first, get my prereq's out of the way, then probably transfer to NIU with the hopes of getting a psych degree or something in the social services. I think I'm good at reading people and would love to do something in that field. What do you think?"

I couldn't help but smile and agree with him. I did remember him telling me that I could talk to him anytime about anything and now I completely understand why. He made me feel so good on an otherwise crappy kind of day that was starting. I mean if what my eyes saw in Dylan's room was the truth, then while now I wasn't nearly as worried about Dylan and Wyatt, but my cousin and my boyfriend were sleeping together, probably naked. Should that bother me? Would it bother you? Lost in thought I had to think for a moment about what happened last night in Dayne's room where Javy fucked Parker for the first time, which then must have led to more sex between them before they fell asleep in Dylan's spare bed.

I then realized that Chase had asked me a question.

"Oh, sorry, got lost in thought there for a moment. In my opinion, you'd make a great psychologist or a sociologist or someone who helps people. In talking with me you've made me feel better about things that have been bothering me. I wish you were my big brother."

Chase smiled. "Slugger, I'd be honored to be your big brother and I'll be glad to help you anytime I can." With that, he got up, and asked me for a big hug. Of course I obliged, and his strong arms and chest enveloped me, making me feel so good in a non-sexual way. Well, almost...

I thought about getting up and calling my mom to see if she'd come to pick us up, but I wanted to ask Chase one more question to get his perception on me and Parker you know, fooling around with other guys.

"I just have one more question to ask, if I may." Chase just smiled.

"Sure, slugger. What's on your mind?"

"Do you think that at our age or being a quote unquote couple, that for me and Parker, it's okay for us to be with other people, you know..."

"Sexually?" Once again he finished my sentence for me. I nodded my head, somewhat embarrassed at first, but then he prompted my response. "So do you mean should you guys be committed to just each other, or should you mess around with other guys while you're dating?"

"Yeah, that's basically my question." I then told him about what happened in San Antonio, and what happened last night, or what I think happened last night. He thought for a moment, then responded.

"It depends on if you guys have an agreement on what the rules of your relationship should be. I think that if you guys love each other, then you should be committed to each other and not have anyone else involved. But if you're not committed and in an open relationship, then having sex with other people can be allowed. Look, you guys are both what, 15?" I nodded my head that we were. "So I'm no expert on dating, or more specifically gay dating, but if you're in a committed relationship, gay or straight, do you think sleeping with others should be acceptable?"

"No, it shouldn't be. I guess we've never really set the boundaries or defined what we should be. We just sort of became friends first, then came out to each other, then have fallen in love with each other. I do consider him my best friend, but I think we're both interested in being with other guys, or at least have done nothing to stop each other from having sex with other guys."

Just as I'd finished talking we heard a door in what sounded like Dylan's room shut. So quickly, Chase ended our talk on the subject. "There ya go slugger. I think you've got the answer to your question. Agreed?"

"Agreed. Thanks so much, Chase. You're the greatest big bro a guy like me could have." I stood up again and we hugged each other just as Javy and Parker, both shirtless and wearing only basketball shorts came out into the room. Both had nervous looks on their faces. As Chase and I broke our embrace, I just smiled at both Javy and Parker and told good morning with a smile. They seemed relieved, but although I was smiling, I was upset inside at both of them.

Just then my phone buzzed. It was my mom, who texted me that she was coming to pick up me and Parker.

"Parker, mom's on the way. So we gotta get ready to be picked up." He nodded his head and went back to Dylan's room to get his things. I told Chase that I'd keep in touch with him and thanked him for our conversation. He truly was a great guy.

We gathered our things from Dylan's room in silence as Dylan, Wyatt and Noah were still sound asleep. I glanced over at Dylan and was surprised to see his arm around Wyatt's bare, thin, waist. I didn't want to stare, but it did bother me and turned me on at the same time. We left the room and as we were walking out to the kitchen area, mom texted me that she was here. We quietly let ourselves out as Javy was going to wait for my Tio to pick him up, so he stayed behind.

The ride home was quiet; all that Mom said was that we must have been tired because we didn't say much. As we dropped Parker off at his house, he said goodbye quickly, thanked mom for the ride, then as he looked back at me, I stared at him as he waved back, a scared look on his face like he knew I wasn't happy with him.

Mom went to bed quickly. She was tired from a long night in the ER. I sat up for a little bit, still sore as heck from my side, so I took a pain pill and quickly drifted off to sleep.

I pretty much slept most of the morning and half of the afternoon. When I woke up, the house was quiet, because Mom had to work tonight. She'd be getting up soon and would be leaving around 5 pm. I checked my phone and had a text from Dylan, several from Parker, and one from Javy.

First Dylan's:

< Hey Carter-man, just checking to see if you're doing okay. I'd like to come over to see you tonight. Let me know, K?

Then from Parker:

< Hey babe, are we going to get together tonight? Mom and Dad aren't home yet. We can watch Netflix if you can spend the night? < You can stay tonight, and we can go to school from here? < Let me know babe, I miss talking to you. R U okay?

Then finally from Javy:

< Hey primo, cool party last night. Hope you had a good time. Want to stay the night here and hand out candy and play video games? Lemme know, K?

Man. So many choices. Nothing sounded fun though.

After the party last night drinking the spiked punch, getting kinda drunk, messing around with Noah, then being with Dylan again... it was a fun party I have to admit. Although seeing my boyfriend being with my cousin was kind of strange. I mean, I knew that Javy did Parker in Dayne's room when Dylan was doing me, but it's kind of the not knowing what went on after I passed out makes me wonder just what happened amongst everyone, and was I included?

I guess that's why talking with Chase about Dylan, Noah, and Parker was so cool. He helped me understand things a little bit more.

I played some video games until Mom woke up. It gave me time to relax my brain and all. We ate dinner together, then Mom got ready for work and was soon out the door. I didn't mention anything to her about what I would do tonight, but she did say that if I went to see Parker or spend the night, just to let her know so she could go to bed right away and not worry about making sure I got to school. I kissed her goodbye and goodnight, then looked at my phone where I had three new messages:

< Carter-man, you get my text, I really want to see you tonight. Text me plz!

< Hey babe, pls text me back! Can we talk about last night?

And finally,

< Primo! Ya! Ven! (come on already!)

I thought for a few minutes about to whom I should respond and sent only one text.