-The last couple of weeks had been pretty good for Chris. He was as popular as ever with a gorgeous girlfriend to show off. Never mind the fact that he didn’t actually like her all that much. He was doing great at football practice. And best of all, he had an exciting fuck buddy. After the whole blow-job thing, the pair had resumed their secret relationship as it was before, only Chris did acknowledge Justin when he saw him around the school. Sometimes. Well, when he wasn’t with his team mates. It seemed that Justin didn’t really care, but as long as the pair got to keep messing around, Chris was happy.

Justin had made sure that Chris got plenty of practice in the art of fellatio. One afternoon, he had even brought some dildos with him! Chris was freaked out at first, but he agreed to watch Justin sucking one off to show him how it was done by the master. That was what got Chris enthusiastic about trying himself. Watching Justin take the toy into his talented mouth had been a major turn on, leaving Chris with a nice hard-on. Said hard-on was taken care of once Justin was satisfied with Chris’ efforts on the sex toy. They took turns blowing each other, and Chris thought he’d never felt so good in his life. Not only was it hot, but it was also incredibly fun and exciting. He had found himself laughing quite a lot during the entire encounter, and it seemed that Justin couldn’t help but laugh with him.

His girlfriend insisted on touching him all fucking over whenever they were together, whether they were alone or not. She always had an arm around him or something. It was as if she needed to be making physical contact at all times in order to live. Sometimes Chris found it nice, like when she cuddled up to him on his couch. But other times, it was down right annoying. He would be at a party talking to some of ‘the guys’, when out of nowhere, the slender, big-chested blonde would appear and drape herself all over Chris and lure him away from his friends. All he wanted to do was to hang out with his buddies, but of course, the girlfriend won’t allow that. According to her, a proper boyfriend is supposed to spend every minute of every Goddamn day by her side. Something that Chris found both suffocating and infuriating.

The girl did not hold anything back, either. They had only been an item for a couple days the first time she gave him a hand-job. They didn’t even speak about it first. One moment they were making out in her father’s Mercedes when before Chris knew what was happening, Marlissa had snaked her hand into his pants and performed a very unsatisfying sexual act on him. Even though she had said that she had done it before, she wasn’t very good at it. Chris did feel a little bad. For not really liking Marlissa. For not even really being attracted to her. Sure, he thought she was beautiful, but that wasn’t quite the same. He thought his mother was beautiful. But that didn’t mean he would…Chris couldn’t even finish the thought when it came across his mind. Immediately, he decided that comparison was a bad idea. There was a very big difference between his girlfriend and his mother. He was supposed to be attracted to his girlfriend. And yet the more he thought about it, the more he realised just how far from that feeling he was.

Still, the boy recited his little mantra to himself about 20 times a day. “I’m not gay. Chris, you’re not gay. I am not a queer. I am NOT a fag!” he would say to himself, every time with a little uncertainty. He wasn’t as emphatic or fervent on the issue as he told himself he was. At least, not when he was all by himself. Every time he was with Justin or thought about Justin, or wished he was with Justin rather than Marlissa, this mantra of his became just that little bit less convincing.

It was the worst whenever Marlissa insisted on doing sexual stuff with him. Which was a lot of the time. She would always pull him to some secluded spot to make out with him and almost evert time, her hand would end up inside his pants. The kissing, Chris didn’t mind. She was good at kissing; her lips were soft and she always tasted of cherry lip gloss. But no matter how much practice she got, the girl was absolutely no good at giving hand-jobs. Chris would try to teach her, but he was afraid that she may become suspicious. So instead, he pretended as best he could to enjoy it and fondled her breasts during. Chris was surprised to find out that his girl was actually pretty good at blow-jobs. The first time she suggested that she ‘take care of her man’, Chris wasn’t all too fond of the idea. Mainly because of how bad she was with her hands. However, he was in for a special surprise in that area. She wasn’t as good as Justin, but she was pretty darn good, that was for sure.

So why was he closing his eyes and fantasizing that it was Justin’s mouth around his cock during those times, and not who it really was; his unsuspecting girlfriend…

The past couple of weeks had also been quite eventful for Justin Taylor. During that time, he had run away to New York after Brian kicked him out for forgetting to set the alarm one time, leading to him getting robbed. And yet it was Brian himself who had come after him to bring him home. Not before they had wild sex, of course.

After getting back into Pittsburgh, Justin’s mother agreed to let Justin live with Vic and Debbie Novotny. This turned out to be the best thing yet. Debbie was already a second mother to him, now he even lived with her too. Michael, however, was not at all keen on the idea. But it was too bad for Mikey, because Justin was moved in and planed to stay for as long as he could. Anything to avoid having to face his father.

He hadn’t spoken to his father directly in weeks. And it hurt. A lot. Craig Taylor had always been Justin’s hero, the man he looked up to, the friend he was always trying to make proud. Not anymore, it seemed. Brian told him to forget about it, but he just couldn’t. He couldn’t forget about the fact that the one man in his life that was supposed to always be there for him was now ashamed of him. Thinking about it made his head and heart hurt. Because deep down, he knew there was nothing anyone could say or do to change that. He would have to accept that that was how his relationship with his father was going to be from now on.

Justin and Daphne were sitting on his bed in his ‘new’ room gossiping, when Debbie knocked on the door to let them know dinner was ready and to ask if Daphne was staying. “I’d love too, Mrs. Novotny”, Daphne said.

They both heard Debbie laugh as she opened the door and said kindly, “Call me Debbie, sweetie.” Daphne nodded at her with a smile on her face. “And we’re having corn beef, my great aunt’s recipe”, Debbie added in a cheery voice before turning to literally dance out of the room and down the stairs. “Come on you two! I want you down here to eat right now”, she called.

The two friends looked at each other, shrugged with big grins on their faces, and hurried down stairs to dinner. As it turned out, Debbie was quite the excellent cook. Although from what Michael was always saying, his mother had up where the recipes were from. In truth, the beef recipe was actually from a TV cooking show and not from her great aunt as she claimed. That did not take away from the amazing quality of the food. “This is great, sis”, Vic complemented.

“Why, thank you, Vic”, Debbie said to her brother in a proud voice.

After both teenagers had complemented their ‘chef’, Daphne leaned in to her friend and said, “So, I heard Marlissa Miller bragging about how much ‘her boo-boo bear’ worships her. I nearly chocked on my apple juice, I was laughing that hard.”

Justin looked at his friend and snickered, “If only she knew what a phony her ‘boo-boo bear’ was.”

The dynamic duo that was Vic and Debbie exchanged looks and eyed the two kids as they giggled at their own private little joke. The pair thought they knew what was going on. “Justin”, Debbie said, gaining the boy’s attention. “I hope you haven’t become a bully”, she chastised.

Justin and Daphne glanced at each other before bursting out laughing. “You, you thi-think that I-I’m a, a bully?” Justin asked through his laughter.

Debbie raised her eyebrow at the blond. “You’re not, then?” she asked.

“He’s the one that gets bullied, Mrs. Novotny-ugh, Debbie”, Daphne revealed before Justin got a chance to intervene.

Vic shook his head and said, “Ah, always picking on the unique kids, aren’t they?”

“Still? You’re still getting teased?” Debbie asked with genuine worry. The woman was already well aware of what Justin has to deal with at school. Justin shrugged and nodded, appearing nonchalant. Debbie sighed and shook her head sadly. She suddenly lifted her head up in realisation and asked “Hang on, who’s ‘boo-boo bear’, then?”

Daphne laughed. Loudly. She covered her mouth quickly when Justin glared at her. “Eavesdropping, are we Deb?” Justin asked. Debbie and Vic both coughed and looked down. Justin had to smile at that. Some people were just too easy to figure out. “’Boo-boo bear’ is the nickname this guy on the football team was given by his ditsy girlfriend”, Justin explained, amused.

“So why is this football player a phony, then?” Deb asked, looking up finally.

Daphne snickered and Debbie raised an eyebrow at both teenagers while she waited for a response. “Well…he’s a liar, for start. And a coward”, Justin began. “If only his sweetheart knew what he did in his spare time”, he laughed.

This was not enough explanation for either Deb or Vic. The siblings glanced at each other with raised eyebrows, curious suspicion evident on their faces. “Oh, I see”, Debbie said in a fake understanding voice. “Now cut the mysterious evasive shit and spill. What’d this kid do to you to be a ‘liar’ and a ‘coward”, Debbie finished, turning ‘serious’.

Justin sighed. He hadn’t told his surrogate mother about his little arrangement with Chris yet. Will she be disappointed in me…Justin wondered whilst everyone at the table waited for a response. Might as well come clean. I don’t want to be a lying coward like Hobbs, he thought. “He’s…I mean I’m…Ugh, well…he and I are sort of…you know…in a…we…we fool around…together…like that”, Justin said slowly.

The two adults simply stared at Justin without speaking for a moment, taking in what he had told them. Finally, after what had seemed like an entire century, Vic spoke up first. “Well, shit, Sunshine”, he said. “You sure have the biggest darn balls I’ve ever known anyone to have”, he laughed. Justin returned this sentiment with a Sunshine smile of his.

“Vic!” Debbie scolded, smacking her brother on the arm. “Don’t encourage him!”

Justin sank slightly in his seat. So she is disappointed…

The colourful woman turned back to the young blond and asked, “Now, you do know that messing with people’s feelings is not a good thing, don’t you Sunshine?”

“Deb, that’s not what it was about. It was only ever about fucking, It’s not like I’m his secret boyfriend or anything”, Justin said.

“Does he know that?” Debbie asked, leaning in.

Justin had to stop himself from bursting out laughing again. “Oh Deb, it’s nothing like that. We just fool around, that’s all. Really. Besides, it was his idea in the first place”, he assured her.

 Daphne nodded to support her friend. “Yeah, and Chris even pretends not to know Justin around other people. He’s dating one of the popular girls. He’s still trying to pretend he’s straight”, she explained. Vic laughed and shook his head at that. He had lost count of how many hopeless closet cases he’d met over the years.

“Well, still”, Debbie said. “You shouldn’t be teasing him. The poor kid is probably confused out of his mind right now.”

“He’s not confused”, Justin scoffed. “He is as gay as I am. He is a cock-sucking, fudge packing, rainbow riding queer just like us”, he said, gesturing to himself and Vic. Daphne and Vic both had a giggle at this. “And he’s so…so pathetic, he can’t even admit who he is.”

Debbie sighed now. “Well he’s scared, Sunshine. Not everybody is as fearless as you are. Heck, Michael sure wasn’t”, she explained. “Maybe you need to help him.”

“Deb, he doesn’t want my help. He wants to pretend he’s straight. It’s not my responsibility to change that. He can do what he wants. I have no right to barge in on his life, just like he had no right to barge in on mine”, responded the teenager.

“But you did, didn’t you?” Debbie said rather than asked. “Both of you did.”

Justin had no idea what to say to this. He looked at Debbie with a confused expression. “You’re tagging each other!” the woman explained. “That’s pretty personal for kid you’re age, aint’ it?”

Justin shrugged. “Well, we’re sort of friends. But not really. I don’t care about him and he clearly doesn’t care about me. And I couldn’t possibly care less about that very fact.”

“Well one thing’s for certain. That boy is ashamed of who he is and he shouldn’t be”, Debbie stated. Vic nodded in complete agreement.

“That’s why he’s so pathetic. Besides, it’s his problem. Mine”, Justin decided.

The following evening, Justin sat on Brian’s bed completely naked. He was still revelling in the aftermath of a hot fucking session with the older man. The pair were talking to each other about Justin’s ‘fun’ at school. “He’s still with the beard?” Brian asked from the bathroom.

Justin smirked. Unlike Debbie, Brian agreed with Justin that Chris was absolutely deplorable. He didn’t rarely want to talk about all the crap going on with the jock. Brian usually only liked hearing about Justin’s sexual rendezvous with the kid. He liked to use Justin’s recounts as foreplay. He’d kiss up and down Justin’s pale body and bite his nipples while the boy relayed his recent experiences. But sometimes, he did seem genuinely interested in Justin’s other gossip. That night was one of those times. “Yeah”, Justin called back. “You should see the tits on her. She’d be any straight guys’ wet dream.”

“So she’s the perfect fag hag”, Brian said, half-jokingly as he walked back into the bedroom. While he was being funny, he was also entirely correct. Perhaps that was the reason the football player wouldn’t dare break up with her.

“Mmm hmm”, Justin agreed. He smiled at Brian’s little dig and watched the man walk into the kitchen. As usual, he retrieved a bottle of water from the refrigerator and drank it in all of five seconds.

He walked back into the bedroom, his eyes on Justin. “So why do you waste your time on him, Sunshine?” she asked as he walked. Justin couldn’t help but admire his lover’s nude form as he moved.  

“Huh?” Justin asked. He was rather taken aback by Brian’s question as it had not been something he’d ever really asked himself.

Brian smirked. He walked up the stairs into his bedroom and jumped on the bed next to his blond. “Am I speaking to fast for you?” he asked, his eyebrow raised.

Justin couldn’t help but blush, much to Brian’s pleasure. “I just…I’ve never really thought about that”, he admitted.

“You’re the one in control, right?” Brian asked. Justin nodded. “So there’s no reason you can’t break it off any time you want”, he finished.

It took Justin a few seconds to process this. He knew he could walk away any time he wanted. Both teens were free to go whenever they pleased. But he wouldn’t really know how to do it. Break it off. It would be like breaking up with someone, Justin supposed, even though he and Chris were not in any way in a relationship. But that’s what it seemed like. “Yeah, I suppose”, he finally said, realising Brian was still waiting for an answer.

“You said it yourself; the kid is pathetic. He’s a no hoper. A dickless fraud. Why would you want to be wasting your time with someone like that?” Brian asked, leaning in close to the boy. Justin could feel Brian hot breath on his face. It turned him on. So. Fucking. Much.

Brian reached down and took Justin’s half-erect cock in his strong hand and gave it a squeeze. Justin sighed in appreciation, making Brian smile. No matter how much Brian painstakingly denied it, Justin knew that the stud of Liberty Avenue loved fucking him. He was proud to be Brian Kinney’s favourite piece of ass…although he knew he was much more than that to the man. “Well, I suppose you do raise a fine point, Mr. Kinney”, Justin said.

“I hope you’ll take it into great consideration, Mr. Taylor”, Brian whispered as he began kissing down his boy’s neck. He felt Justin shudder in response.

“I think I will”, Justin barely managed to get out, before Brian turned his head and devoured his lips, pushing him back on the bed. Even as he was distracted at the moment, Justin knew he would indeed have quite a lot to think about.

TBC