A Whistle In The Night

[bobeeboi3767]

The day was June 19, 1986 and James Mendez was trying to get his best friend Tony Gonzales alone. Which was proving to be difficult considering it was Tony’s 19th birthday and they were having it at his parents’ house. James had celebrated his 19th just 2 months earlier. The boys had grown up together one house apart on Dorris St. in San Antonio. When James was ten his mother Maria died of pancreatic cancer. It was so quick that his father Albert was having trouble coming to terms with her passing. James, as a coping mechanism learned how to whistle. So, whenever he started feeling sad about losing his mother or just nervous in general he would whistle.

He got quite good at it. He could whistle everything from Adam and the Ants to Yaz. His father Albert was bothered at first because he felt that James was avoiding dealing with the death of his mother. After six months he stopped worrying, besides the boy had gotten so good that Albert enjoyed his sons' whistling. Two years after the death of Maria, Albert started to date again. He met a nice, quiet woman by the name of Joyce Cardenas. Within six months Albert and Joyce were married. This was not agreeable to James as he felt that Joyce was trying to replace his mother. The reality was that Joyce wasn't trying to replace Maria who was kind and quite liberal. Oh no Joyce was a religious fanatic who had to go to church three times a week or she'd feel that God would punish her and terrible things would befall her that included her new family as well.

Albert was unaware of this side of Joyce but since they were already married and he needed a woman in his life so he tolerated it. James tried to be nice but she was strict and he grew to resent her, and she did nothing to change his opinion. It was three months into the marriage when she announced that she was pregnant. She had a girl. James was relieved because he figured she would leave him alone and pay attention to Bethany; that's what she named her. She did indeed do that so much so that as far as she was concerned she couldn't wait until James left home. After all he reminded Albert of his first wife - the kind, liberal one. As the years went by Bethany grew into a certified Demon Child that terrorized poor James. Of course sweet little Bethany never got blamed for anything it was James who was to blame for everything.

As his 18th birthday approached Joyce tried to convince Albert that the best thing for James was to join the army. Albert who by this time had lost his balls metaphorically to Joyce told her that he would look into it. Tony Gonzales lived a different life than his best friend James. His father Henry (Hank) as he was known in the bars liked to drink, so much that it kept him from keeping a steady job. Hank was the kind of drunk that everybody liked. He was a cheery drunk if you could believe that. Sylvia his wife tolerated him because he made her laugh. Lucky for Tony that Sylvia was a RN and made enough money to keep the family afloat. Tony was embarrassed by his fathers' alcoholism and resented being an only child. There were two things he wouldn't dare tell his mother or father. As a matter of fact he had gotten quite good at hiding things. He loved playing sports and he excelled in football and baseball. It was his way to escape and to keep certain feelings at bay.

The boys first met when Tony noticed James playing by himself in the front yard of his house. Tony went up to James. “I've got guns you wanna play cops and robbers?” James looked at Tony for a second, “Only if I get to be a robber.” They both were seven then and for the next eleven years the boys became inseparable and the best of friends. Their parents on the other hand didn't along too well Sylvia had loved Maria and took her death hard but she did not get along with Joyce ever since Joyce accused Tony of influencing James with dirty jokes and filthy language. Sylvia didn't even attempt to be civil. Albert was civil to Henry but secretly despised him as his father was also an alcoholic and knew what all that entailed. Henry thought Albert was a conceited Mexican who thought his shit didn't stink. This however did not deter the boys’ friendship.

As senior year ended and both boys were eighteen, James had become a Gary Numan, Yaz, and Depeche Mode kind of guy his wardrobe reflected his style of music wearing black, shaving the sides of his hair. Tony on the other hand was a Roper boots, Jordache jeans wearing kind of guy he liked Prince, Michael Jackson and The Time. Not that he didn't like some of the music James listened to he loved “Only You” by Yaz and he thought “Situation” was a great dance song not that he was a dancer or anything. James however was a total elitist he thought anyone that listened to anything other than new wave wasn't worth his time. He was starting to get on Tonys' nerves about it, until one day Tony flat out told him “Hey just because you like something doesn't mean everybody else has to like it.”

“How can you not like The Cure, The Smiths, they sing about what's real?” James said.

“Yeah well they bore me and it's always sad music, look I told you I like that “Only You” by what's the name of the group”

“Yaz,” which James begin to whistle.

“Why do you do that? Whenever you get pissed or you get nervous you start to whistle.”

“It's how I relieve stress,” James answered.

“Do I stress you out James?”

“No I just wish you liked my music more instead of all that “Jungle Love” music.”

“Oh so it's a racial thing with you?” asked Tony.

“No, you know what I mean.”

“No I don't it sounds like it's a racial thing.”

“Well it's not I'm just saying that it would be nice if you liked some of my music.”

“You mean the music that's sung by white people.”

“Don't do that it's not about that. You're being a dick,” he said as he walked away and went back home.

Tony walked in to his home his father passed out on the sofa his mother was working the 11 to 7 late shift at the hospital which meant only one thing - an uninterrupted masturbation session. He went to his room. He lied on his bed and brought out this old Vaseline jar that he had hidden in the back of his dresser. He thought it was so well hidden that nobody would ever find it. His mother however did indeed find it, and quickly put it back. Sylvia understood that boys had urges and she didn't want to embarrass him so she forgot about it. Tony unbuttons his pants lowers them half way down his legs takes a gob of the Vaseline and rubs it all over the shaft paying special attention to the head.

With his clean hand he reaches over and sticks the Purple Rain cassette into his boom box fast forwards to “Darling Nikki”. He begins to slowly jerk off his slicked up fat 8 inch cock that was fully hard now. He started to fantasize about Jasmine that new girl that moved down the street. She wasn't doing it for him. He thought about Tina’s tits - they could always make him bust his nut. Tina wasn't doing it either. He felt something was wrong. He started thinking about the one person that could always do it for him his senior history teacher Ms. Lance. That was it he was getting close he could feel it. He started pumping faster he was lost in the fantasy. Ms. Lance was once again going to make him cum or so he thought suddenly he wasn't close anymore. He kept on jerking off Ms Lance started to morph into someone else. At first he couldn't make out who it was when it became clear who it was he shot so hard that some of the cum hit the ceiling. He stood up and yelled, “James!”


End of Part 1

 

[ravenstar]

Firstly I wanted to say that I think your story has the bones to be really enjoyable, but there are couple of things I wanted to bring up. Please feel free to take what you think resonates with you and discard the rest.

Backstory: I found the opening chunk to be all back story which the reader doesn't need to know. While the back story is important it can be difficult to digest in one huge chunk. It slows the read down and does nothing at this stage to move the story on or compel the reader forward. While the writer needs to know the back story, the reader really doesn't. The best tip I can give here is, as a writer, you're better off showing us what's going on, rather than telling us.

A small scene with the character remembering good times with his dead mother, or a scene between the step mother and father arguing over whether or not to send James to the army and the father giving in shows the reader the differences in James life. Possibly a scene with James, the Step Mother and his father where they are telling him he is joining the army where the father is parroting the step mothers tone to show he has all but given up trying to run his own family.

A large portion of the back story could be provided to the reader in a more active way, showing it's impacts on James' life now, rather than an emotionally detached history lesson.

Action: Being that all we've received so far is back story with a short dialogue scene there is very little action. I'd suggest that you look for ways to re-do it so the text is active. Passive text doesn't engage the reader and it makes it difficult for the reader to connect to a character. Again this boils down to showing us how the characters are acting rather than tell us what we need to know.

Characters: At this stage the only thing I really know about the characters is they have very different music tastes, and that when he was 7 James wanted to play the robber. I'm not particularly certain at this point either who are hero is. Who am I rooting for? Who do I want to see win at the end. When the story opens James is trying to get Tony on his own but can't because there are family everywhere and it's Tony's birthday. From that I assumed that James was trying to get Tony on his own for a bit of a "special" birthday present. It wasn't until the masturbation scene where Tony is riffling through his "wank bank" that I realised he and James aren't as yet a sexual couple.

From there we don't see anything about either characters until they start arguing over music and the racism card is thrown in our faces.

Developing your characters has begun with their musical tastes - what time is the story set? I'm assuming late 80's early 90's is that right - but there's nothing else. You've told us both of them have come from pretty shitty families but as readers we need to see how this has impacted them, and what it does to their development.

One character trait you've developed very well is James and his whistling. As a reader, the minute you make mention of the whistle we know that James is feeling under threat or feeling lost. It's a wonderful image and a great asset to the character.

My final point is from a marketing/copywriter point of view. Your story is hard to read because it's all 1 block of text. White space is important - particularly in an electronic format - because it gives the readers eye a break. It's much easier to read a paragraph at a time than to try and decipher where you're up to. When it's one big block of text it's very easy to get lost.

As I said in the beginning, take what you think is worth while and throw out the rest. My post isn't intended to discourage you from continuing with your story - because I want to know what happens and whether or not Tony and James get together in the end - but to help you with the final product.

 

[bobeeboi3767]

Part 2.
A few days had passed since the incident and Tony couldn't make heads or tails out of it. He had never thought of a man in that way, and he figured if that was the case than how could he be gay.


When he was a kid his cousin Bobby Joe at the family Christmas party stood up and announced. “Hey everybody I'm becoming a Jehovah Witness” The family who are fervent Catholics gasped. “No I'm kidding, I'm just gay” he said laughing. No one else laughed, before good ole Bobby Joe walked out the door. Tony could hear him tell his mother that he always knew since he was a little boy, and that his friends knew to.


The same night that Tony and James had the argument. James walked inside his home thinking to himself how could he tell his best friend that he couldn't identify with the music Tony liked because he was gay, and all that music ever talked about was women.


“What is this?” Joyce yelled holding up his secret stash of jack off Vaseline. “None of your business” he said as he ran up and snatched it out of her hand. He ran to his room and locked the door. “Open this door” she yelled as she banged on the door. “I will not have that filth in my house I know what you use that for it's disgusting, don't think God isn't watching.”she said. “Go away Joyce I'll be leaving soon enough just put up with me for a few more months.” he said. She walked away.


He could hear her telling his father if he had spoken to him about joining the army which he did, but when James told her that he would be leaving soon that's not what he meant. He was going to leave and go out, and somehow make it on his own. He couldn't put up with this self righteous bitch any longer.


James was feeling guilty of leaving things badly between Tony and himself. So he sneaked out of his bedroom like he done a hundred times before and went over to Tonys' bedroom window, but before he could knock he saw Tony jacking off. James stood there shocked about several things 1st He couldn't believe Tony had such a big cock 2nd he couldn't believe that he and Tony used the same dirty tub of Vaseline or at least it looked like it.


So James stood there watching his friend jack off and he had admit to himself it was turning him on.. So he pulled his dick out looking around making sure no one was taking a midnight walk which was unheard of in his neighborhood since most of them were seniors and asleep by 9 pm


James began synchronizing his jerking with that of Tonys', he couldn't believe what was happening. Tony had his eyes closed the whole time like he was fantasizing about someone and just when his cockhead would turn purple and James felt he was cumming it would pass. Tony did this a few times until his dickhead turned a darker shade of purple and his balls started to tighten up. James quickly met him jerk for jerk when suddenly Tony came and shot all over sat up and yelled James.


At first James thought he had been busted, but Tony never looked at his bedroom window and he began to wipe the cum of his stomach with a dirty t shirt he had lying around. James unaware that he had already ejaculated put himself away. As he walked home he tried to understand what just happened..


End Part 2

 

[bobeeboi3767]

Thank you for being honest and thank you for the constructive advice. One thing though I did establish a time period in the first sentence

 

[Craiger]

I've enjoyed the beginning of your new story, Bobeeboi. It sounds as though the music is the only thing that causes any strife between the two best friends. Something which can be compromised on and keep their friendship alive. However, it seems, after James seeing and hearing Tony, there is much more to look forward to than just music. Thanks for sharing and giving us a new story.

Craiger

 

[bobeeboi3767]

Part 3
James shocked by what had happened decided to keep it to himself. He had started to have feelings for Tony not long after they turned 18, but figured that Tony was straight and if he said anything he could lose his best friend. Now things were different, Tony did indeed yell out his name as he was cumming. He figured he'd play it cool and see how things worked out.


Tony unable to cope with what happened avoided James. This proved more difficult than he thought considering that they had promised the neighbor down the street they would cut his yard and rake the leaves for some extra cash.


The day came and Tony knew he couldn't face James how could he after he jerked off thinking about him, but Tony was a man of his word and he went down to Mr. Deleons' house. James was already there preparing everything, “Hey” Tony said as he went straight into starting the lawn mower. “So you want to cut the front and I rake and then I cut the back and you rake?” James asked. Tony nodded his head and got that fucking machine started with one pull of the cord.


James knew that something was up and he liked the idea that he made Tony uncomfortable. Mr Deleon walked out of the house and offered some sweetened ice tea they drank it up and stood around in awkward silence for what seemed like minutes but in reality was only a few seconds.


They went back to work James was now cutting the back yard and he was getting super hot and sweaty so with out thinking he takes off his t shirt. This did not go unnoticed by Tony who despite the fact he was trying to fight the urge not to look couldn't help himself. James had grown into quite the handsome young man.


Not that Tony was any slouch. The day went on and Tony unconsciously removed his t shirt also. This drove James slightly over the edge, but he kept it together. It was funny the rest of time they were there neither one caught the other staring at each other. As they finished up James went up to Tony and asked if everything was ok “Sure,,why wouldn't it be” he replied defensively. “Just because you've said three words all day to me and I thought maybe I did something wrong.” Tony looked at James “Can I over tonight I want to talk about something?” James agreed


End Part 3

 

[Craiger]

Oh boy! This is going to be a tough evening for Tony. At least at first, but who knows, it may end up one of the best he's ever had. I'm sure James is on pins and needles as well, but in an excited way. Nice update, bobeeboy, looking for part 4.

Craiger

 

[bobeeboi3767]

Part 4

The night couldn't arrive fast enough thought James. What would Tony bring up, would he mention what happened, would he have the balls to mention that. James was on pins and needles wondering what this was all about. There's a knock on the window it's Tony, James opens the window and let's him in.


“Is that bitch step mother of yours awake?” He asked. “No, she had a headache and took something for the pain that knocks her out.” James replied. Tony takes a seat on the bed looks at James and doesn't know how to start. “Tony, there's something I should tell you first, a couple of days ago when we argued and you basically called me a racist.”

“I didn't call you a racist I was simply pointing out that you're a musical elitist and that there are more genres of music out there.”Tony interrupted. “That's not how I remember it, anyways I'm digressing. That night I felt really bad, and I went over to your house and I saw you jerking off.”

Tony looked at James with a worried stare. “How much did you see, and why didn't you knock on the window - you like watching guys jerking off?” James looks at him unable to say anything. “Oh that's it you do like staring at boys jerking off . Hey I'm OK with it, but that psychotic religious fanatic step mother of yours might not like you.”

“I HEARD YOU CALL OUT MY NAME!” James yells out.


Tony, unable to get anything coherent together to say goes for an old standby “FUCK YOU” and starts to walk toward the window. When James grabs him by the arm and kisses him deeply at first Tony tries to push him away, but who was he kidding soon his tongue was probing deeply into James' mouth. The intense feelings of pleasure they were both feeling was indescribable. Soon the T shirts came off and they lied on James' bed. Then each one was trying to undo the others pants. Soon they were entangled in a mess of limbs, muscles and very hard dicks. They never stopped kissing. James grabs his cock and puts it up to Tony's and with the amount of pre-cum leaking out from both was able to slick up both their dicks and started jerking them together.


“What was that ungodly screaming?” Joyce said as she opened the door and saw James and Tony making love. Tony jumped off the bed so quickly he thought he hurt his ankle. James covered himself with the bed sheet. “Oh my God what filth is going on here?” Joyce cried out as she blessed herself Tony trying to put his pants on fell on his face luckily he didn't hurt himself.

“This is Devil This is Devil,” she kept repeating as she walked out of the room.


Tony finished putting on his clothes, and headed for the window when he turned to look at James. He ran up to him and gave him a quick passionate kiss, because that woman was coming back with Albert. As he stepped out the window he looked at James
“This isn't over it's just beginning.”

End Part 4

 

[Craiger]

I knew it......Romance has won again. Poor James though, being left to face the evil step-mother and his father. I wonder how much longer he will be living in that house. Happily, however, Tony wants their relationship to go further and this is what James has desired for such a long time. I'm anticipating Part 5, bobeeboi.

Craiger

 

[Autolycus]

Well Bobeeboi, it's your story and so far as I am concerned, you can tell it as you like - it is good and plenty of professional writers start off with what ravenstar refers to as a 'back story'. I have enjoyed reading this so far - keep the rest coming soon

 

[bobeeboi3767]

Part 5

“Where is he? I knew he would corrupt you what with that loose mother of his and that alcoholic father.” Joyce said dragging Albert half asleep behind her. By now Bethany had woken up and was standing by the door with a smile on her face.

“Tell your father what you and that friend of yours were doing under his roof in his house.” she said. Albert waking up looked at James “James you sleep with no shirt on when did you start doing that?” Albert asked oblivious to what was really go on. “Oh it's not just his shirt Albert” she said trying to pull off the covers exposing James for a second before he grabbed the sheet and covered himself. “You're sleeping naked I didn't know that”Albert said surprised. “I saw James' wee wee” Bethany exclaimed. “Bethany, leave this room now young lady before I spank your bottom so hard that you will not be able to sit down for a week.” Joyce said. Bethany immediately left the room.

"Albert sometimes I wonder why I married you. No he was doing disgusting sexual things with the boy down the street.” she said. “The Gonzales boy Tony? The football player?” Albert asked. “Yes dad” James replied “Disgusting, I feel the presence of the devil in this house. The Devil.” Joyce repeated. “Please Joyce may I speak to my son.” She shuts up and looks at Albert with eyes that could devour entire souls. “Are you gay James?” Albert asked. “I think so, I don't know”James replied. “Well you would certainly think so considering they were rubbing their penises together.” Joyce interrupted “Joyce that's my son you're talking about.” Albert looks at his son for a second. “I can't handle this right now I'm going to bed, and then tomorrow we are we having one long talk.”

The night seemed to go on forever. It gave James time to realize that all these years of confusion, searching, discovery were for nothing. The true love of his life was Tony and he knew that deep in his heart. He fell asleep with a peace he had not felt since his mother was alive.

The morning arrived, and with it the realization of what had happened the night before. James got out bed and took a shower and went to the kitchen to serve himself some cold cereal like he had done everyday for the last 13 of his almost 19 years of existence .


The rest of the family joined him at the table. Joyce made eggs for Bethany who gobbled them down like a 30 year old man. “Mama said you have the Devil inside of you is that true?” Bethany asked her half brother he nodded his head no. “Bethany hurry up Lisa is here to pick you up to go to school.” She grabs her back pack and off she goes, but before she leaves she goes up to James and whispers in his ear. “I still love you I don't care if you have the devil inside.” she walks out.


“James, I don't believe that my son is gay. I will not believe. It goes against everything that is natural.” James looked at his father disappointed by his reaction, but not surprised considering who really ran the show in this house. “So while you live in my house, you'll abide by my rules. You will not see that boy he can not come over if we catch him over here. I will kick you out my house.” James stood there watching Joyce with that expression on her face that told everyone she was enjoying this a little more than she should. “Besides I'm taking you myself to the army recruitment center a few weeks after your 19th birthday maybe they can take the gay out of you and make you a man. “You don't get it do you Joyce I am a man.” James said as he looked straight in her eyes. “I haven't said anything other than that kind of illness can't be around my little Bethany that's all. I don't care what you are.” she walks out the front door.

Joyce Cardenas like all other bigots before her didn't even like sharing the same air as people she was prejudiced against. Her stubby legs carrying as fast they could to the Gonzales home. She knocks, Sylvia answers and rolls her eyes instinctively. “What do you want Joyce?” she asked. “Oh your precious Tony hasn't told you what I discovered that made me so sick I almost threw up all over myself,” Just then Tony walks in from his bedroom “What the hell is she doing here?” he asked. “That's what I'm trying to find out, but so far she hasn't said shit.”

“Do you eat with that vile mouth of yours?”

“Listen to me you sanctimonious bitch you come to my house and insult me get the fuck out of here.”
“Oh I will, but before I leave you should know your son is a sodomite and he turned my stepson into one too.”

“Sodomite? What the hell are you talking about”

“Do you ever read the bible Sylvia or at this point you just don't care anymore a sodomite is a man that fornicates with another man. That's right your Tony is a gay”

“Joyce I'm going to count to 3 if your not out of here by the time I get to 3 I will be polishing my toenails as they stick out your mouth, after I shove my foot so far up your ass” Joyce says nothing turns around and walks back to her house.


“Is it true?” Sylvia asks Tony. “Mom... It's complicated.” Tony nervously replied. “Holy shit it is true you're a fag oh my god oh this is so cool back in the sixties before I had you. There was this friend that I loved his name was Larry, and well he was artistic in those days you couldn't tell people or they would send you to the funny farm, but then in the 70's all that changed now it's the 80's and there's that AIDS you have to wear condoms.”

“MOM PLEASE STOP YOU ARE FREAKING ME OUT” Tony yelled surprising his mother.

“I'm sorry mom I'm a little confused that's all”

“Really cuz I'm not when you were kid you would watch reruns of Bewitched and I Dream of Jeanie. Your favorite song was Hey Deanie by Shaun Cassidy, your favorite singer was Shaun Cassidy, and your favorite TV show was the Hardy Boys. Oh and lets not forget that you and James have been inseparable since you were both kids. Tony sweetheart if your confused it's because you refuse to accept the obvious.

End Part 5

 

[Craiger]

Good for Sylvia! In a way I wish she had shoved her foot up Joyce's ass..... At least there is one sane person in Tony's life. Now we have to work on Albert and take care of Joyce..... Great update, bobeeboi. Can't wait for Part 6.

Craiger

 

[bobeeboi3767]

Part 6


Joyce walks into her home and is confronted by James. “What did you do?” he asked. “I went and told Sylvia that her son was a sodomite and that he turned you into one.” she replied proudly. “Why the fuck would you do that you evil fucking bitch why do you hate me so much” Joyce starts to screams which attracts Albert. “What the hell is going on out here” he asked surprised by the screaming. “He tried to attack me and he said some vulgar things to me.”
“Is this true James?”
“Yes I cussed her out ,because she went and told Mrs Gonzales what happened.”
“If you're worried that she kicked him out or did something don't. She's a degenerate like her son.” Joyce said with that face of self righteous disgust that she is so good at exhibiting. “ Now do something Albert your son tried to attack me.”


“Dad please believe me I didn't try to attack her you know I would never hit a woman.” James said. “Oh please you're a sodomite you are capable of anything” Joyce snapped back. “James go to your room we'll talk later” Albert ordered. James upset walks into his bedroom slamming the door behind him. “You're just going to let him get away with him trying to attack me.”
“I know my son he would never hit a woman”
“Oh really did you know he was a sodomite?”
“He'll be going in a few weeks let's just get through this” Albert said
Joyce looked at him with that look of disappointment that he had grown accustomed to.
The week went by fast and James celebrated his 19th birthday with his family at his favorite restaurant, the food was terrible it didn't matter James was hurting deeply. He knew that he loved Tony that he had always loved Tony, but could never bring himself to say it. How could he tell Tony how he felt when his family was hovering over him every minute of the day, and when he would have a chance Tony would avoid him.


It's true Tony was doing his best to avoid James. He couldn't face the truth that his feelings for James were more than that of a friend. He couldn't face the idea that he was gay. Seeing Tony much less talking to him made it impossible for him to ignore the feelings that were now consuming him day and night.


James, and his family arrived from his birthday dinner. James couldn't take this he felt like something was dying inside. He walked into his room and closed the door behind him. He put some Smiths in his cassette boom box and sat there for hours, before long everyone in the house had fallen asleep. He opened his bedroom window and begin to whistle “Only you” by Yaz hoping that it was loud enough for Tony to hear since he liked to sleep with the windows open, but not loud enough that his family would wake up. He whistled the whole song twice.


Tony, for the first time in weeks had gone to bed with the windows closed. He woke up, because a noise startled him. He went to the window to investigate as he opened the window he could here something that almost brought him to tears. He could hear the song. He jumped out of his window, and noticed that his mother was sitting outside smoking a joint. “Mom I didn't know you smoked.” he said. “Only when I can, are you going over there?” she asked. “I have to mom”
“He's been whistling for a few minutes. Go Tony Go and be happy.”
“I love you mom.”
“I love you more” she said as he walked away. She thought to herself good thing the rock was small enough to wake him up, but not big enough to break the window then she would have some explaining to do.


Tony sneaks up to the window. James stops whistling. “I can't stop thinking about you James I wanna be with you” Tony said. “Let me get a blanket we can go to our old hiding place”
“That fucking clearing in the middle of the creek, it's 1 AM.”
“Then where Tony?” James asked. Tony thought about it for a second. “The shed in my backyard only that my mom is out there, and I wouldn't want her to see us”
“Well then where do we go?” James asked. Tony looked at the ground by the window, and noticed that if they stayed in one spot under the window they couldn't be seen. “James grab a couple of blankets I found the perfect spot.”


As James and Tony lie under the bedroom window naked covered in blankets kissing passionately, and grinding their dicks all the noises of the night seem to disappear, and is replaced by the heart beats of two men in love. Tony whispers in James' ear “Is this the part where we fuck each other.” James stopped and looked at him smiling “No this is the part where I fuck you” Tony looked at him like something had gone wrong. “No I'm just kidding” James laughed quietly. “You should have seen your face”


“So who's going first” Tony asked. “You can go first” as they discuss this, One thing is constant their erections never go down. “I don't know what I'm suppose to do” Tony exclaimed. “Oh and I do” They discuss the fact that Tony can't lift James' legs because that might expose them. So they settled on a spoon position. “I know this is going to hurt.” James said as Tony positioned his dick right at James' hole. “You think if I spit on my dick it might go in easier” Tony asked. “I don't know try it” So Tony spit on his hand and rubbed it all over his pre cum slicked cock.
He positioned himself again right at the entrance and pushed it in. His cock went halfway up James' ass so fast that James wanted to scream loudly, but mostly he wanted to punch Tony. “Mother fucker that hurt.” James said “Slow now we know real slow” Tony sounding contrite. He eases it in slowly until it's in all the way. He stays still giving James a chance to get to use to it. James was feeling sensations that were both horrifying and so pleasant that he could feel his toes curl. Tony was just feeling the need to pull out and push in he couldn't explain it he just knew this is what he had to do so he did. After 5 minutes James couldn't feel anything except pleasure like he had never experienced before.


This went on for about 10 minutes until James stops Tony and tells him it's his turn now. Tony was hesitant, but understood that this was only fair, besides he was dying to know what it felt like after watching James making the weirdest faces. So Tony slowly pulls out and turns around. “You're going to go slow right?” Tony asked James “Of course” So James slicks his cock with spit puts his dickhead right at the entrance and shoves it really quick up Tonys' ass. Tony thought that he would pass out from the pain and unlike James did punch James in the leg. “I'm sorry it slipped” James said.
“Fucker you did that on purpose” Tony shot back. “Yeah well paybacks are a bitch”
Tony was pissed. James laughing told him to give it minute. As he began to thrust in and out of Tony his pain was replaced by pleasure, and soon he knew why James had made funny faces. Tonys' dick was so hard the head had turned a dark purple and soon his balls contracted and he shot all over the blanket and the ground. James never stopped fucking him and soon James felt a vice grip on his dick that felt like nothing he had ever experienced. “Did you cum ?” James asked “Without jacking off dude I just started cumming. I couldn't believe it.” Tony said. Tony explained how good that felt and James told him what he felt when Tony was cumming. So Tony being 18 was hard again in 5 minutes. That seemed like forever to the boys. So Tony gave James the same loving he had received earlier, but unlike Tony James had to jerk off just a little to cum, and boy did he cum all over himself his hair, shit even a couple of drops fell on Tonys' forehead.


As they lied there cuddling each other both wondering what was better giving or receiving. They both decided that night that one couldn't work with out the other. “I'm going to the recruitment office in a couple of weeks I'm joining the army.” James said breaking the silence. “Is that what you want?”
“It doesn't matter what I want my dad wants me to, and my dad has always been there for me I have to honor him.”
“But what about you it's your life?”
“I wouldn't have a life if it wasn't for my dad I have to do this.”
“James you know I love you I've always loved you, and I know I always will.”
“Tony I love you to, but I still have to do this besides if we moved in together how would we support ourselves” Tony feeling a desperation that the only person that matters to him is going away lashes out. “Fine go do your army shit last time I heard they don't take fags; besides it's not your dad its that psychotic cunt.” Tony said. “Well I'm not going tell them and yes she problably has something to do with me going.
“Oh Please you know she does, and do really you think you can hide it?”
“Yes if I have to I've hidden it from everyone.”
Tony gets up put his clothes on. “You know I don't understand how you can just walk out and forget.... FUCK YOU Tony yelled out loud enough to wake up Joyce for sure. James jumps back into his room and lies on his bed just as Joyce walks in. He pretends to be asleep. “I know you're awake you degenerate I can see the dirt on the floor and on the sheets you were out side with that sodomite, but don't worry I'm not going start anything you'll be going in a few weeks, and I for one hope you never come back.” James wanted to strangle her, but he just lied there as she walked out.


Tony was heartbroken the days dragged on. His birthday was coming up, but how could he be happy knowing that James was leaving for a couple of years. He would sit outside for hours not eating. Sylvia worried that somethings wrong asks him what happened. Tony explained what happened. Sylvia told him there were plenty of fish in the sea and that in two years he'd be going. “James who?” Tony was happy that his mother was so understanding. He wouldn't realize how ahead of her time she really was until later in life.


The night before going to the recruitment office was hell for James. He lied in his bed and listened to every sad song he had and the ones he didn't he would just whistle them from memory. The Mendez family was celebrating Tonys' birthday and he felt like shit for having to leave, but he had no choice. The hours passed and the music and hoopla from the Mendez house was quieting down. Albert walks in surprising James. “Hey dad is everything ok? James asked.
“No, James I have something to tell you and I should have said it a long time ago.”
“What is it dad, what's wrong?”
“When I was your age things were different you were expected to marry and raise a family men like ...well you know they would be sent to an insane asylum, but not all of them did. A lot of them faked it got married and had children. What else could they do?”
“What are you saying dad?” Albert starts to shed tears that he wipes away.
“I loved your mother very much she was an elegant lady, but it was her brother that I loved with a passion that neither of us could admit to anyone.”
“You and Uncle Julio, dad you're gay?”
“Shh don't say that word it meant something else a long time ago, here I don't want you to suffer like I did” He hands James an overstuffed envelope. James opens it and there's thousands of dollars. “Oh my God what is this?”
“It's fifteen thousand dollars for you take and start a new life with that boy live the life that I couldn't.”


The day was June 19, 1986 and James Mendez was desperately looking for his best friend Tony Gonzales. The party had died down, and Hank was passed out on the sofa Sylvia came out the kitchen. James asked where is he she looked at him smiled. “Sitting outside” James started to walk to the back. “James you take care of each other”
James smiled. He walks outside and there sitting on the floor was the love of his life he goes and sits next to him. “Shouldn't you be packing” Tony sarcastically said. “Nope I'm not going I'm going to stay here with you for as long as you'll have me.” Tony stared at James and said nothing words were futile he reached out for his hand and they held them together the whole night under the moon.
The End


Epilogue:
James and Tony moved into an apartment. They both got jobs and went to school at night before long they were both RN's and making good money. Albert divorced Joyce in 1999 when Bethany at age 18 moved to California with her girlfriend Carmen. They opened a flower shop and were very happy together. Albert informed Joyce that their marriage had been a sham and that he was gay. A year later Joyce had become delusional and was convinced that the whole world was turning gay. She attacked this young man at a grocery store thinking he was the homosexual that had changed her husband. Unfortunately for her the young man was an off duty police officer. She was deemed a threat to herself and others and was placed in the state hospital. Not to long after she hung herself with her bed sheet thinking the world had gone to the devil.
In 2001 Tony and James had a commitment ceremony pledging their love for each other, and celebrating fifteen years of being together. Their friends, their families Sylvia, Hank who had sobered up in 1990, and Albert with uncle Julio attended. A year later they adopted Sasha, and two years after that they adopted Jimmy.


The day was June 19, 2021 thirty five years after they got together. They were able to marry, as Texas was the last state in the union to legalize same sex marriage.

 

[bobeeboi3767]

Thank you so much for the kind words Craiger,and Autolycus. Thank you for the constructive critique Raven. I hope you enjoy the final product. Coming up with something from nothing is a hell of a lot harder than I thought, but I love it thank you JUB for allowing me to fulfill a dream

 

[Craiger]

I'm happy you were able to fulfill that dream, bobeeboi, and the James and Tony were able to fulfill theirs. Joyce was a poor lost soul that thrived on negativity and though she thought James was in league with the devil, it may well have been her instead. Love can conquer and well it did with your characters. Thanks for an intriguing story.

Craiger