Published: 24 Oct 2016

On Monday, Dan’s hope for a reestablishment of his relationship with Cory was beginning to fade. When he saw his former boyfriend in the hall, the young man was in the company of Paige. Whatever their disagreement on Friday night had been, it seemed to have been resolved. She had her hand in the back pocket of his jeans – exactly where Dan would like to have his. When Cory noticed Dan, he gave a nod. Their eyes locked for a moment. In that instant, Dan thought that Cory looked embarrassed and miserable. Shit!

A couple of weeks ago, Dan would have gone to a restroom stall to cry; today, Dan took some deep breaths and smiled. He was a more secure guy now. He had a lot to offer someone in a relationship. While he still hoped that “someone” would be Cory, Dan could go on living if their love wasn’t meant to be – at least he thought he could.

In the math class the two shared later in the morning, Cory was pleasant and invited Dan to sit next to him. It would have been awkward to have refused seeing that everyone in school knew they were good buds. As he sat down, he noticed Cory had done the assignment he was supposedly calling about on Sunday. Interesting…

“Hey, Dan, I want to thank you again for bailing my ass out on Friday night. Mom would have grounded me till I turned 35,” he joked.

“I’m glad I could help,” Dan responded. “I guess I still want to be friends…”

Cory swallowed before he spoke – and then his tone was quiet and sad.

“Yeah, me too. I’m really sorry – about everything. I mean, you’re so nice to me even after I acted like a jerk…”

Neither boy could manage to put his thoughts into words very clearly, but both had an idea of what the other was trying to say. There still seemed to be a partial wall between them, but it appeared to be lower than it had been last week.

Lunch-time conversation was dominated by the come-from-behind football win on Saturday night as well as a little discussion about organizational details for the club. Dan joined the table because he wanted to be in on the founding of the gay/straight alliance. He’d heard rumors and seen posters advertising an up-coming meeting. Throwing his energy into something like this was just what the doctor had ordered – literally.

Joel shared some statistics he’d heard in a recent newscast that said about a third of gays were physically threatened in high school by their peers because of their orientation. A lot more suffered verbal abuse, a bit over 83 per cent.

“We-re really lucky here in Bentonville,” he mused. “It’s like we’re living in a fairly-tale world, if you’ll pardon the pun! I believe this state is more liberal than you might think.”

“I agree,” Alex said. “This state was one of the early ones to allow non-white students in their universities.”

“Yeah,” Carrie chimed in. “Iowa was very early in allowing women into higher education too. We ARE lucky to be here.”

When Joel got home that evening, Rhys had some news for him. He and Jane had paid a visit to an elderly lady named Margaret Novak in the nursing home. She was the one from whom they had purchased the lake property through an agent. She thought she knew the mystery surrounding the money they’d found in the old cabin on Lake Delhi. The story revolved around the romance of her parents.

Margaret’s mother had been in love with the young man who would become Margaret’s father, but her parents disapproved of him. He was handsome and dashing, but didn’t have enough money to measure up to her wealthy family’s standards. The young lady disappeared suddenly, and a ransom note was left which threatened her death if her parents contacted the authorities. After some negotiations, the family paid about $50,000 in unmarked bills – a huge sum at the time. The kidnapper was never found, but many in the family suspected it was a put-up job. The young lady was unable to give any concrete details about where she had been kept, and seemed to have no idea about the identity of her captors.

The young Mr. Novak suddenly had property near the lake with enough farm land to make a comfortable living, plus he was building a cabin for them to live in. Now he was able to marry the girl he loved. Since she was already pregnant, the family rushed them to the altar; wanting to get them hitched before the community began to talk.

Life seemed to be idyllic for them for a few years until the young man’s body was found floating in the lake. The sheriff suspected foul play, but he couldn’t gather enough evidence to prove anything.

A couple of years later, the young widow fixed the place up to sell before she went to live with her parents. Margaret remembered the pattern of the new linoleum that was laid over the wood floor. A cousin bought the cabin and later willed it back to Margaret when he died.

“The sheriff told me something about the money you found,” Margaret had said. “I understand you’re dividing it among your grandson and his friends to use for college. I think that’s great. I’ve had my lawyer draw up papers renouncing any claim to the money. I believe that my father extorted it from my grandfather, and I think that he paid for that act with his life. I want no part of it! I have no close heirs and I won’t last much longer. I hope the money brings happiness to the boys.”

Joel listened to the whole story his grandparents related before calling Alex and the others. It was Alex’s turn to stay at Joel’s house, so he kept their conversation short. They would have a few hours to talk before bedtime. Of course some of that had to be spent studying.

The week passed rapidly. There was an away game for the football team on Friday night. In that contest, Bentonville lost. However, they didn’t get beaten by much. Rival teams were beginning to look at them with respect.

Saturday night many of the kids went to a big party that was held at a beach near the reservoir. It was on public land instead of private property this time. There was no formal invitation because it was a non-school event. With the official arrival of fall, there would be few nights warm enough for such events until spring. As a result, a lot of people went.

Cory had thought he would avoid this gathering in light of the problems he and Paige had had at the last one. But, when she pushed him to go, he decided he would. He could have some fun with his buds and he would avoid the beer keg. He hoped Dan would be there. Maybe they could hang out some. Maybe Dan would say or do something that would let him know he could be forgiven.

Cory may have been avoiding the beer, but Paige certainly wasn’t. The more she had, the more aggressive she became. She seemed to think he was going to bed her down before the night was over. Cory was beginning to tire of the game. For him, it was like a charade because he really didn’t want to end up in her bed. He walked off into the woods away from the source of the beer to get away from her for a while.

Meanwhile, Dan was sitting on a tree stump deciding if he really wanted to be there at all. He had seen Paige and Cory from a distance and the thought Cory might soon be making out with her made him sick to the stomach. He was about to leave when he felt hands on his back kneading his shoulders. It felt pretty good – kind of sensuous. He wasn’t sure who his benefactor was until she spoke.

“Hey, big stud,” Paige slurred. “How about you and me find a comfortable spot to get acquainted?”

Dan winced as she ran her hands down his chest. What should have felt seductive to many guys was a real turn-off for him now that he knew who was doing it. The slight swelling in his jeans that had begun with the shoulder-rub soon diminished.

He was about to tell her to shove off when Cory came into sight. He seemed very upset.

“What the fuck is going on? I thought you cared for me! Shit!”

With those words, Cory turned and ran back into the woods.

“Hey, Baby, we can all have some fun together,” Paige called to his retreating back. Then to Dan: “He doesn’t know how to have fun, but I’ll bet you do.”

Dan jumped up and ran after Cory. He couldn’t make out what Paige was saying to him and he didn’t care. Eventually, he caught up with his buddy in a clearing near a picnic table.

Cory turned to face Dan. There was anger in his eyes. He took a swing at Dan’s face, but Dan was too quick. Soon the two were wrestling on the ground throwing wild punches, most of which did not connect.

A minute later, Alex and Joel were separating the two combatants who were gasping for breath like guys who had run a marathon without training for it. Having been forced to stop was a relief to both of them.

Alex roughly deposited Cory on one side of the picnic table while Joel led Dan more gently to the other side. By this time, the adrenalin was beginning to recede from their blood streams and both were shaking – near tears.

“That drunken slut thinks you guys are fighting over her, but we know different, don’t we?” Alex said quietly. “Joel and I will stand out of ear-shot while you two talk. If either of you starts to fight again, I’ll be on you like flies on shit. You got that?”

Both boys nodded their heads almost imperceptibly, not looking up. When the other two had retreated, they sat in silence for several minutes. Finally Cory raised his head and spoke.

“I’m sorry. I was so jealous when I saw you and Paige together that I lost my cool.”

“If you were jealous of me, you don’t have any worries. I don’t want her. I didn’t realize you actually loved her.”

“I don’t! I was jealous of her because she had her hands where I wanted mine to be. She was playing with something that used to belonged to me.”

“Yeah? Well imagine how I felt every time I saw her with her hands all over you. Every night, I could only imagine you fucking her,” Dan muttered bitterly.

“I never did that; I wimped out when I tried.” Cory laughed slightly.

“I suppose she never sucked your dick either.”

Cory didn’t answer, but looked down toward the ground. Paige had performed A couple of rather amateur blow jobs on him. He didn’t know what he could do or say to make it right with Dan. Big tears formed in his eyes and rolled down his cheeks. Dan could see them glistening in the moonlight.

“Dan, I don’t know what to say. I’m guilty and I’m sorry. Mom and Jamie were right about me. I’m never going to be happy pretending to be someone I’m not. I know I’ve hurt you a lot. I’ll do anything you ask if you’ll forgive me.”

“Humph,” Dan snorted. “You don’t know what I might make you do. If you’d ever had your ass dry-fucked you wouldn’t make that offer.”

“The offer still stands,” Cory said swallowing hard.

“You would let me violate your virgin butt?”

“Yeah.”

“Damn! Do you have any idea how much it would hurt?”

“Not any more than I’m hurting right now.” Cory sobbed. “I’m really scared, Dan. If I lose you, I’m not sure what’ll happen to me. My ass won’t be worth anything to me without you anyway.”

“I’m scared too, Cory,” Dan sighed. “What if we get back together and someday out of the blue you decide you don’t want to be gay. I mean it’s happened once, what’s to prevent it from happening again?”

“I guess you’ll have to trust me when I say I’ve learned my lesson. I’ll stand on this table and announce to the whole world that I’m queer if it will help.”

Dan reached across the table to take Cory’s hand in his. Their eyes locked.

“I’m not going to make you sacrifice your butt. When the time comes, I want it to be an act of love, not revenge or restitution. And I don’t want you to come out to the world until you’re ready. I guess we’ll have to take it slow and see if we can put this back together again.”

Dan could see Cory’s faint smile in the pale light. His face looked radiant; almost beautiful. Dan wanted to grab him and kiss him right then and there, but he was still a bit afraid to give his heart completely again.

“Uh, could you give me a ride home again?” Cory inquired. “I don’t think Paige is going to want me in her car when she figures out that I’m not interested in her. In fact, I’m going to find her and break up officially right now in front of whoever is around.”

Dan overheard Paige’s screaming and cursing just before Cory came back to join him. Evidently, she was not pleased that her lap dog had grown a spine. Alex smiled at the two guys as they made their way to Dan’s car. (He and Joel had also had more than enough of this party which was degenerating into a drinking contest.)

“I see you’ve worked out your differences,” Alex said.

“Yeah,” Cory responded. “Thanks for knocking some sense into my head.”

“Any time,” Alex offered. “Be good to each other. You’re both nice guys and you deserve it. And if you’re not good to each other, I’ll whip both of your asses!”

On the way home, Cory asked Dan to pull over when they got near a farm lane where he could safely do it. Dan was afraid that Cory was going to be sick although his breath didn’t smell of alcohol.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I just want you to get out your cell phone and call Darrin to tell him that you are going to stay with me tonight. You won’t need to go home for anything because you can wear some of my clothes to church tomorrow. I really need you tonight.”

“I’m not sure I’m ready to do any messing around,” Dan cautioned.

“I know. I’ll be good. I just need to be held.”

“Okay,” Dan swallowed.

He was sure he wanted to cuddle too, but he wasn’t so sure he could stick to his resolve not to mess around. Darrin was pleased to hear that Dan was sleeping over at Cory’s, but he warned him to be careful withhis heart. Dan said that he would.

Since it wasn’t very late, Nancy and Jamie Fordham were both up when the boys entered the house. Nancy smiled as they walked in holding hands. She hugged them each in turn starting with Dan.

They had to pass Jamie’s room on the way to Cory’s bedroom. Jamie grinned and gave them the thumbs-up sign as they passed his open door. He was going to have to go to church tomorrow and thank God for answered prayers. He just hoped his bro had come to his senses at long last and wouldn’t change his mind again.

In Cory’s room, he and Dan stripped down to their underwear and climbed into bed. Then Dan decided he had to pee. Cory said he did too. They went to the bathroom together. Their self-consciousness seemed out of place for two guys who had shared their dicks quite a bit – at least orally. It took them both a bit of coaxing to get their streams going. Cory even turned on the tap to help inspire them.

They brushed their teeth while they were there. Dan was happy (as Cory had been at Dan’s house) to see that his spare toothbrush was in its usual place.

Back in the room, Cory turned out the light as the two boys settled into the queen sized bed Nancy had bought when Cory and Dan were first going steady. Dan decided it was up to him to make the first move because Cory was still uncertain as to where he stood in their relationship. He put his arm out and pulled Cory over so that his head rested on Dan’s chest. They lay in that position quietly for several minutes. Dan wondered if Cory had fallen asleep, that is, until he felt hot, salty tears splashing between his pecs.

“It’s okay, Babe,” he whispered. “I still care about you.”

“Can you honestly forgive me after what I put you though? I’ve cheated on you. I’m sorry I had to mess around with a girl to really know what I wanted. I don’t deserve you.”

“No, you don’t!” Dan countered. “You deserve someone who isn’t damaged goods. ‘Uncle Marv’ made sure I wouldn’t be able to give my virginity to you or anybody else. I’m sorry about that.”

“Oh God, Dan, I love you. You had no control over what that nasty man did to you as a child. When we do it, it will be the first time you have actually given yourself to someone.”

Dan now had tears in his eyes too. He was still working through the trauma of his childhood. He realized Cory really loved him and that it didn’t matter he’d been violated. He pulled Cory up to share a passionate kiss.

“Cory, I love you more than life itself. Please don’t hurt me again.”

“I won’t,” Cory sobbed.

Eventually, the two boys fell asleep; damp with each other’s tears and wrapped in each other’s arms. They both slept the best they had in several weeks. It was over. They were back together again.

When Dan awoke in the morning, it took him a few seconds to figure out where he was. Then, a big smile spread over his face. He slid down in the bed to inhale the scent of his lover. He buried his nose in Cory’s armpit and drew a deep breath. Then he moved further down to sniff Cory’s crotch. It was like being in heaven; it was like being home.

Cory was awakened by the sensation of his cock being fondled. He moaned and stretched. Dan nudged him to raise his hips so that Cory’s underwear could be removed.

Once that was accomplished, Dan studied the inflated penis before him. He stuck out his tongue and took a tentative lick across the head, enjoying the flavor of precum. Cory gasped. Dan continued tasting his lover’s very stiff dick. He moved down to bathe Cory’s ball sac, taking each precious nut in his mouth one at a time. Cory moaned some more.

“I’m the one who should be servicing you,” Cory exclaimed. “I should be kissing your ass and licking your hole.”

Dan stopped long enough to respond.

“I need to do this to let you know that I do forgive you completely. You had to find out for sure you were gay. If you hadn’t gotten that close to a girl, you might have always wondered about it. I’ve had more experience than you have. I think you know for sure where you stand now. I’ll never bring it up again. When I drink your nectar, it will be like a healing potent.”

Cory lay back to enjoy the expert blowjob he was receiving. This was so much better than anything Paige had done to him. This was how it was meant to be. He knew he couldn’t hold out much longer without comng.

A couple of minutes later, Cory began to whimper signaling his imminent explosion. When he came, it was possibly the most wonderful sexual experience he had ever had to that point in his young life.

The two boys tongue-wrestled for several minutes while Cory waited for his strength to return. He tasted his cum in Dan’s mouth. It made him feel great.

As soon as he had the energy, he kissed his way down Dan’s chest toward his rampant cock. When he got there, he bypassed the main attraction and went for the area behind Dan’s balls. He licked his way toward that most forbidden area. Dan squirmed.

“I don’t want you to go there until I shower,” Dan panted. “It embarrasses me to know that I might not be squeaky clean.”

“I don’t care!” Cory insisted.

“Well I do! Let’s take a shower together.”

Cory stuck his head out of the door to check to see if anyone was around. Satisfied that the coast was clear, the two ran nude to the bathroom. Jamie peeked out of his door just in time to see two naked guys following their erections into the bathroom. He smiled widely. This was a good sign!

The boys took a quick shower lathering each other’s private areas thoroughly. They rinsed off, but remained standing in the tub. Cory instructed Dan to lean into the wall while pushing his butt out so that Cory could spread his cheeks. Dan did as he was told.

Cory wasted no time in licking his way down Dan’s crack. He lightly, tentatively flicked his tongue across Dan’s most intimate place. Dan felt an electric charge go through his groin. He wasn’t going to be able to last long under these conditions! He began to moan in rhythm with the movements of Cory’s hot tongue.

Dan’s breathing became erratic and he began to shake all over. Cory quickly grabbed him by the hips and spun him around. Then he swallowed Dan’s dripping cock like a pro. He bobbed his head, managing to momentarily deep-throat Dan at the end of each stroke. Dan gave one last cry of ecstasy as he spewed hot ropes of thick cum into Cory’s waiting mouth. It seemed like his orgasm went on forever!

In his bedroom next to the bathroom, Jamie was looking into his closet trying to decide what to put on after he got his turn to shower. With the closet doors open, he could hear the moans and grunts from the other side of the thin wall. His morning wood turned to steel in a flash. He made a fist around his cock and began to thrust into it. Although he had never copulated with anyone, his hips instinctively knew how to move. When Jamie heard Dan’s last cry of release, he came all over one of his shirts and a pair of shoes. He felt kind of guilty about having listened to the sexual sounds on the other side of the wall, but he felt really great from the massive orgasm. Damn! That didn’t make him gay, did it?

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