Common Misconceptions

[james5508]

Common Misconceptions
Chapter 1​

Grey clouds roll violently over the sky of the city of around 100,000 inhabitants, at least during the summer months.

Justin was walking back to his home in this less than desirable part of the city. He had just turned eighteen years old a few days ago, August 15th to be exact, but he really didn’t have much to celebrate. He had just finished high school, and he had hoped to be on to bigger and better things, but so far the summer had brought nothing but disappointment.

He had saved what little money he had in order to send in many different applications to different colleges around the state, but of those that bothered to return to him, all had rejected his applications. It is true that he was never very accomplished at school, but there was a good reason, most of the time he had to work.

His future in this life seemed to become more real to him as he continued walking along the cracked sidewalk. The houses he was passing became smaller and dirtier, until finally he reached his destination, the Star Crest trailer park. He had lived there as long as he could remember, just him and his mother.

His father had left them before Justin was even one year old, but that never stopped his mother from bringing in the lowest levels of life into that trailer. As time passed she seemed to be going through them faster and faster, and they seemed to be bigger jackasses all the time. By the time that Justin reached the old trailer, he was practically drenched in sweet. He had to walk all the way home from the Wal-Mart store that he worked at during the morning; it was maybe two or three miles away from where he lived, but because of their financial difficulties they only had one car. It was some kind of Toyota that was about twenty years old.

Justin stood at the door for a few seconds wondering if his mom was there, and if she was did she have anyone there with her. For the last few months she had been seeing this guy named Richard. He was not a bad as the others, at least he doesn’t hit anyone, Justin thought bitterly, remembering some of the men that have been though the old trailer.

Justin ran his right hand across his forehead, taking the sweet with it. He slowly shook his head, his dark, silky black hair swaying gently in the wind. Just as he was getting ready to open the door, he heard his mother’s voice from inside laughing at something or someone. ’Great she’s still here,’ Justin thought as he opened the door and stepped inside. The main room from the door was small, one side held the small living room with its two-person couch and small TV, and on the other side the stove and refrigerator, and the fold out table, where you could eat but they hardly ever used it.

As Justin walked thought the door he noticed that his mother was walking down the small hall that led to the two tiny bedrooms and the bathroom. He thought that it was a little weird that his mother was still there, since she was supposed to be waiting tables at the local diner. Justin walked into the room and slammed the door shut.

“Justin is that you?” His mother called from the somewhere down the hall.

“Yea ma it’s me.” Justin called back, before moving over to the refrigerator to get something to drink.

Janet Michaels is a tall woman but she was rather skinny, with brown hair and brown eyes. She had some of the features of Justin, but it was obvious that the two had major differences. “Justin, I need you to do me a favor, ok?”

“Um, ok, what do you want?” Justin asked casually, already knowing what she was going to ask.

“I’m gotta go and meet Richard downtown, I need you to take over my shift at the diner tonight, you got that?”

As his mother was talking Justin was looking down on the counter where his mother had put the mail earlier that day. As usual there was the huge stack of bills and late notices, but under that stuff was a large envelope that looked like it was from some college, which immediately drew his attention away from his mother, not that he was paying that much attention to begin with.

“Justin!” his mother screamed when she realized that he was paying attention to her. “Did you hear me!”

“Yea, I head ya! There’s no reason to scream! But I gotta go to work tonight, so I can’t cover ya, too bad.” Justin said, walking to the little counter where the mail was located and subtly started to shift the letters around.

“Don’t you dare take that tone of voice with me young man!” His mother screamed at him, a vein popping on the right of her forehead. “You can just take off tonight at the bowling place or where ever your supposed to work because you need to be at the diner.”

“Fuck that shit!!! I’m going to go to my job tonight, and you can either go to yours or go where ever the hell you plan on going just leave me the fuck alone!” Justin screamed while he began walking to his small room at the other side of the trailer.

Once he got past the threshold he slammed the door shut and turned around and jumped down on his bed. As soon as he head his mothers yells subsiding from the front of the trailer he took out the package that was addressed to him from the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign.

He greedily tore open the letter and began reading in haste.

Dear Mr. Justin Michaels,

We are delighted to inform you that you have been accepted into the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign and we hope to have you attending for the next school year. The Financial Department would also like to congratulate you on receiving financial aid for the coming school year. As you informed us on your application you would be willing to work on campus to help pay for your schooling, we have taken the liberty of signing you up in either the Political Science or History department for the time being.

We here at the University would like to apologize for delaying this letter as long as it has been, and once again we hope that you join us for the coming school year.

Sincerely Yours
Dr. Thomas Young
President of Admissions
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Justin could hardly believe his eyes as he continued to re-read the letter. He finally got into a college and with financial aid to boot. At that moment in time nothing could get Justin down from his high, not where he lived, not where he worked, not his clothes, not his bitch mother or her jackass boyfriend.

Looking through the rest of the papers that came with the acceptance letter, he filled out some forms that had to do with whether or not he was going to go there, and some other information about the financial aid he would be receiving. With that information was also a request for him to be at the Financial Office early Monday morning to meet with one of the councilors who would work with him.

Finally getting done with all the paper work, Justin finally looked at the clock and realized that he only had one hour to get ready and be at the bowling alley. He quickly looked out his door and realized that his mother must have left; he went into the bath room and started the small shower. As the water was warming up, he quickly stripped off all of his clothes and looked at himself in the mirror.

He really didn’t see how he took after his mother, except maybe the height, they were both the same height, being around 5’8 or 5’9, but other than that they really did not look alike. He had dark, silky black hair which bounced around his head; it was medium in length, coving part of his ears. His body was a light olive skin tone thanks to his Italian heritage. Many people had told him over the years that his skin was almost perfect, he had no blemishes or scars, nor did his face have any acme. In terms of body hair, his was very light, just a sprinkling over his arms and legs and none on the chest or stomach. His eyes were a dark brown with tiny drops of silver and grey through out his pupils.

Once the water was warm enough, it never really got hot, Justin quickly stepped inside. He knew that he didn’t have a lot of time, but if he jogged to work, then he should be able to make it in plenty of time. Not that it mattered anyways, now that he had finally gotten accepted into college, he was walking on cloud nine.

As soon as the water started hitting his body Justin immediately felt relaxed. His Hands roamed up and down his body, washing the different parts of his body. His hands stopped at his dick, and he began paying special attention to his quickly enlarging member. He kept his pubic hair short and trimmed, which tended to show off his eight inch cock better.

Justin grabbed the bottom of his already rock hard cock and slowly began to pick up the pace of his jacking. He was imagining what having sex with some of the jocks at the school might be like. He only has had sex a couple of times, nothing really great, just some quickies with some of the men that he met at a dance club. His mind kept flashing images of hot men with rock hard six packs and pecks, with sweet dripping off their incredibly hot bodies. Wondering what it would be like to go down on them, or to fuck his hot little ass.

How great it would feel to have their huge cocks up his ass. As he continued to pound on his pulsating cock while the warm, steamy water kept hitting his body, suddenly Justin found himself rising quickly over the edge, past the point of no return.

He let out a loud moan when he felt the first shot of cum hit the wall in front of him. He kept on jacking his dick as he spewed three. . . four . . . five . . . six times. Wow! He hardly ever shot that much, and even after the final shot, his cock kept a steady stream of cum coming out.

Finally coming down from the high of his orgasm a minute later, he moved the water around in the shower to make sure that he washed away all the cum. The water was losing its warmth very quickly, becoming just like ice in a matter of seconds.

Justin jumped out of the shower and began to dry himself off before wrapping a towel around his waist and went to the sink to shave and get ready for work. Returning to his bedroom about ten minutes later, Justin grabbed the envelope that contained all his college information and left the trailer.

It took Justin only about forty minutes to make it to the bowling alley, where he could quickly tell he was not late because there were hardly any cars in the parking lot. Justin quickly made his way into Cougar Lanes and headed towards the front part of the building, past the bar and lounge, and clocked in for the night.

“Running kinda late aren’t you Justin?” A young woman said from the other side of the back hallway.

“Oh you know me, I always like playing it fast and lose!” Justin said, heading over to give the woman a hug.

“It’s good to see you again Rachael, so how’s the baby?” Justin asked, noticing that Rachael already looked much better than she had a couple of months ago.

“The baby’s just fine, had a little trouble breathing when it first came out, but she is doing much better now.” Rachael said. She was about 5’6 in height, and despite only being twenty-four she already had three children, the youngest, Savannah, just being born two months ago. Justin considered Rachael to be his best friend even though she was six years older than he was. She had been working at Cougar Lanes since she was sixteen, her mother also works there, and she and Justin become good friends when he started to work there two years ago.

“Yeah, I heard Linda and Cindy talking about that a couple of days ago, I’m glad that she’s okay now through.”

“I bet you did, those two can never shut up when there is something to talk about.” She replied moving back through the hallway that lead into the bar.

Justin went into the snack bar, which faced the lanes, and was right next to the front desk. Jan was in charge tonight because they had to get ready for the beginning of the new season of league bowlers. Jan was not the type of woman that you wanted to piss off. She was nice enough if you just left her alone, but once you started to do something that she wanted control over then you just better watch your ass. She is one of those people that want control over everything even though they are not the one in charge.

Justin, being in charge of the snack bar, did not have to help get the new bowlers ready and show them how to run the new computers. Rachael, working in the bar, also did not have to help and she came out into the snack bar after about an hour.

“Wow something really good must have happened to you, I haven’t seen you this excited in a long time.” Rachael said, coming up from behind Justin.

“Holy fuck! You scared the shit outta me!” Justin said his heart beating really fast from the recent fright.

“It’s just awesome scaring you, it has to be the part that I missed most when I was gone. So anyway what is this information that’s got you so excited? Meet someone? Maybe a new boyfriend?” Rachael was the only the person that he ever told that he was gay. She didn’t have any problems with it, and they often kept a look out and comment on the guys that they think are hot, even though she has been married for five years.

“No, not at all, but I did get a letter from U o L. . .” And he proceed to tell his best friend about how he got accepted and the financial aid he is receiving, and how great it will be to finally get away from that god awful trailer. He continued to talk, making the little food and drinks that the people wanted, until finally he heard a gasp from Rachael.

“Oh my God!” Rachael exclaimed. “He is gorgeous!”

“Who!” Justin asked, turning in the direction that Rachael was facing, and there walking through the doors at the far end of the alley was a group of college aged men. In the center surrounded by a bunch of other guys had to be the one that Rachael was talking about—and boy did he agree with her on that.

He had to be about six foot with brown hair, but he was wearing a tight muscle shirt which showed off every curve of his incredibly hot body.

“Your not kidding on that one Rach, he has to be one of the hottest people I’ve every seen in my life. Damn!” And Justin turned away and walked towards the other end of the snack bar, which is close to the main desk, in order to get a closer look at the guy.

They only bowled for a little while that night, and being that school was starting back up so soon, there was hardly anyone bowling, so he was told to close up the snack bar and go home. Of course he had no intention of going home to his bitch of a mother, most likely drunk off her ass by now, so he hung around the bar for about half an hour until Rachael got off.

They decided to go to one of the ‘looser’ clubs in the city, meaning that he could easily get into it and get as many drinks as he wanted. They left, and in just about five minutes later Rachael drove into the clubs parking lot. It was in a more industrial, warehouse part of the city. It was as busy as any week night. They made their way to the bar, bypassing the dance floor filled with dozens of people.

“Rachael I can’t believe you wanted to come here!” Justin said loudly over the music.

“And why is that?” She asked putting her arms on her hips.

“Uhhh, maybe because you have three kids and a husband!” Justin exclaimed.

“Yeah but I haven’t been out since Savannah has been born and I was just going stir crazy in that house.”

Rolling his eyes, Justin said softly, “Whatever.”

After about ten minutes and some teasing between the two back and forth, out of the corner of his eye Justin noticed someone looking at him, or at least in their direction. He turned and saw the guy from the bowling ally earlier that night. Justin thought that he looked even more stunning now in the club than he did earlier. And the best thing was that the stud was looking directly at him!

Justin subtly elbowed Rachael. She quickly turned to look at him and began to say something, but in doing so he hushed her. “Shhhhhhhh! I need you to tell me if that guy from the alley over there is looking at me.”

“Okay.” And Rachael began to look at the guy.

“Rachael!” Justin said in a loud whisper. “Don’t look at him!”

“How the hell am I supposed to see if he is looking at you when you won’t even let me look!” Rachael said loud enough that half the bar turned and looked at them.

Justin turned red in embarrassment and lowered his head to look at the ground. Rachael always thought that Justin looked much cuter when he was blushing. By this time people’s attention was back to where it was before, but not for the man standing at the end of the bar looking right at the blushing Justin.

The man decided that this was as good as any to introduce himself to him. He slowly walked over to where Justin and Rachael were sitting, and if right on cue Rachael said to Justin, “Look here he comes, and with that I believe I need to take my exit, see you at work tomorrow and have fun!” She gave a little giggle and patted his thigh before leaving the club and going home.

Finally looking up a few second after Rachael had left, Justin noticed the amazingly hot body of the man that he saw earlier that evening standing right in front of him.

“Hey, do you mind if I sit down?” The man asked.

“Uhhh, uhhh, n. . . no go right ahead.” Justin said his nervousness all too apparent to the stranger.

He sat down and introduced himself to Justin as John. After a few very tense seconds Justin replied and they started talking. There was something about the man that Justin did not trust, but he was just so hot that he allowed himself to follow John out the back door and into an old alley that was usually inhabited by people having sex. Whether it was just making out, or sucking, to actual fucking it was done at night throughout the back rooms and alley.

Being as late as it was on a weeknight, there was hardly anyone in the backrooms let alone in the alley, so John led Justin out to the back, and taking him by the hand, pulled him into a corner wall. There he slowly kissed Justin, and with his tongue gently rubbing against Justin’s lips, Justin slowly opened his mouth and let the invading tongue in.

It stated out as a very slow and gentle kiss, but after a couple of seconds, it was full of lust. “You want this hot body of mine, huh boy?”

“Oh, yea you’re so hot!” Justin replied, allowing his hands to travel up and down this strangers hard, hot body.

John roughly pushed Justin’s hands away from his body and lifted them up above Justin’s head, and he held them there as he kissed him hard again, but this time he started to rub his body all over Justin’s. “You like this hard body don’t you? No need to answer, I can see what it is for myself.” John reached down and roughly grabbed Justin’s crotch.

“Hey! That hurts! Stop!” Justin managed to say while John’s face was away from his own. Not only was his gripping of his cock really starting to hurt, but John was not letting go of his arms. Justin began struggling against his grip, but John was several inches taller than him, not to mention much stronger.

“Come now baby, you don’t want me to stop, I know that you are enjoying it.” He said in a drawn out voice, still grinding his body against Justin’s.

Justin was really starting to panic. This guy was not letting go, and he couldn’t see a good way to get him off of himself. Once again John tried to kiss him, but this time Justin shut his lips tightly together and when John came close to him, Justin turned his face making John’s face run up along the side of Justin’s.

“Now come on baby, don’t do shit like that.” John said pulling his face and body back enough to get a good look at Justin. “You want to be my little bitch boy for the night don’t cha? I saw ya looking at me at the bowling alley tonight. You want this as much as I do, don’t you bitch?”

When John stepped away from Justin momentarily, Justin saw his one chance at getting rid of this annoying self-conceded idiot. And when John said those words to him, it drew nothing but anger out of Justin.

In just a spilt second Justin pushed his arms out and down, causing John to put his attention back to restraining him. At that moment Justin brought up his knee and rammed it into John’s balls and cock. John immediately fell to the ground, moaning and groaning in pain, his hands clutching his cock.

“That’s what you get you fuck!” Justin yelled at the top of his voice. “How fucking dare you do that to me!!” Justin threw another kick at John still rolling around on the ground. It hit him in the side, causing one of his hands to move off of his dick and to the place where Justin had kicked him.

Justin stood there watching for a moment before turning and silently walking out of the alley and into the street, smiling to himself.

To Be Continued . . .

 

[james5508]

Common Misconceptions

Chapter 2​

About a hundred and twenty miles north of the twin cities of Urbana and Champaign, where Justin was feverishly working in order to get enough money to live on while attending the University of Illinois, as he would not be able to work as much, or at least he hoped, lay the first outer suburbs of America’s third largest city, Chicago.

But beyond the poor, slummy area’s of Chicago’s south side and traveling through the city proper and into the luxurious and wealthy north side, comes into view the wonderfully built houses of many decades past.

Here the ease of luxury seems at the forefront of all the homes and people here, except in that of an older stately home, with a hint of the art deco style so poplar eighty years ago. Here in this home was the hustle of a very large family, on the verge of losing another one of its members.

Ryan stood at the foot of his bed, looking down at all the suitcases that his mother had laid out for him. ‘Was she seriously thinking that I’d take this much shit down with me!?!’ Ryan thought to himself. He sat nervously back on his bed. He would be leaving for Urbana tomorrow morning, the first time that he had ever left home for a serious amount of time.

A sharp knock at his door brought Ryan out of his daydream, and before he even had a chance to ask who it was his little brother followed closely by his mother bounded into the room, an unfortunate trait of all members of his family.

The little boy made right for Ryan and jumped right up into his lap, causing Ryan to fall back on the bed.

“What was that for Conner?” Ryan asked trying hard to stifle his laughter as Conner put his arms around Ryan’s neck.

“Mama says you’re leaving tomorrow, and I don’t want you to go, I. . . I’ll miss you too much!” Conner said, strengthening his grip on his older brother.

“Ryan what have you been doing all day?” His mother asked him while surveying the empty suitcases lying all over his bedroom floor. “I brought these up for you so you could pack, not just let them sit around here empty all day, and Conner let go of Ryan so he can get to work.”

Ryan quickly stood up, expecting Conner to just let go of him like he would usually do, but he continued to hang on, practically choking poor Ryan. “Whoa little bro, calm down will ya!” Ryan grabbed his brother under the arms and set him down on the bed, which caused their mother to focus her attention on them instead of the empty suitcases.

“I don’t want you to go Ry! I want you to stay here and play with me!” Conner said as he was climbing up on top of the bed.

“Conner calm down!” His mother snapped, she was usually not this easily upset, and Ryan knew it was because he was leaving tomorrow. She usually got very emotional when her children would leave for school, as Ryan knew well after seeing three of his other siblings leave, of course he was going the furthest away, even though it was only two hours from there.

“It’s okay Conner,” Ryan soothed as he bent down to become eye level with his younger brother, “You know that I won’t be that far way, just like two hours away. I can come up and visit anytime, and maybe you can come down to campus to visit me. How does that sound?”

Conner didn’t say anything in response, but just gave a low mumble. This little exchange greatly impressed and cooled down Michelle Davis, who just simply walked over and picked up her youngest child.

“Now, now Conner, everything’s going to be okay, now I have an idea,” At this she paused pulling Conner from her, and allowing his face to look at hers. His face lit up with confusion, yet with a simple knowing look, as if he knew that he would be able to do something that he normally would not be allowed to do. “Now why don’t you go downstairs and have some cookies or something like that and watch cartoons, and in a hour or so you can go shopping with me and Ryan.

At this latest suggestion, Ryan, who was now looking over his closet thinking of the most important things to bring along with him, turned quickly to face his mother and brother, who had a very wide grin plastered all over his face.

“BUT MOM,” Ryan began to say, but his mother cut him off.

“Now Ryan, Conner is going to miss you a lot when you are gone, I would think that you would be at least able to do this one little thing for him, but if I’m wrong . . .”

She didn’t even have to finish the sentence, if there was one thing that his mother was good at it was making her children feel guilty, and she was especially accomplished at it. Ryan knew when he had been defeated, and let out a lout groan and said, “But he better not. . . “ Ryan did not have time to finish his thought has Conner run from his mother to him, and wrapped his arms around Ryan’s thighs.

“We are going to have so much fun today Ry!” And he gave a small grin to his brother before running out of the room and down to the kitchen where his treats lie.


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“Come on mom, can we hurry up please!!” Ryan grumbled to his mother who was window shopping at all the stores inside the mall.

“Just hold on a sec, I think that these things would look absolutely fantastic on your sister.” And she walked into the store. It was a recuing theme, every time he had to go shopping with his mother she ended up dragging him into almost every store getting things for other members of his family. And by this time Ryan just wanted to get this damn shopping trip over as fast as possible, so he went along with his mother, deciding it was easier to do whatever she wanted to do.

After an hour of shopping for clothes, which he thought was one of the most horrible experiences anyone could ever go through, and carrying so many different bags that he thought he was going to fall over at any moment, his mother announced, “Okay, I think that probably is enough for today.” Ryan thought no other words could ever sound so sweet as those did at that moment.

“Were to next mama?!?” Connor asked jumping up and down in the middle of the mall. “Well,” Their mother replied, “We have to go get Ryan’s new computer.”

These were the words that Ryan was looking forward to the most, because it was the only reason that he agreed to go shopping in the first place. Although his parents were very well off, they never spoiled any of their children, always teaching them that people have to work hard for their money and possessions.

“Finally!” Ryan said, as he began setting down all the packages, and stretching out his body before picking them back up this time with help from his mother and brother.

“Okay, you lead the way.” His mother said to him, and Ryan took off down to the opposite end of the mall and stopped right in front of the large Apple Store.

“Jeeze, could you pick a further spot?” His mother rasped as she caught up with her sons, Conner had quickly ran along with Ryan.

“Yeah, we coulda gone downtown, but I thought this was faster.” Ryan said while he began to enter the store, and before he could even make his way over to the laptops, he was ambushed by a shitload of salesmen, all wanting to know what they could help him with. When he was finally able to say, “Laptops” all but one of them groaned and turned around.

“So, what kind of notebook are you looking for sir?” A young man asked. He was short with blond hair, and a manner of speaking that obviously pointed out the fact that he was gay. Ryan froze, but luck saved him when his mother came around and said, “He needs a new computer for college.”

“Oh, sure, just right over here.” He said and making, at least Ryan thought so, exaggerated hand motions over to the far corner.

They walked silently over to the corner, and when they got close enough the salesman began, “So you need this for school right?”

“Uhhh, yeah.” Ryan replied softly, being around more flamboyant types of people always seemed to make him nervous, and especially so if he was with either one of his parents.

“So will you use it mostly for school work, or will there be other uses for it to?” The young man asked, glancing between Ryan and his mother.

“Um, I guess it will be mostly for school stuff, you know, but I guess I’ll want to do other stuff on it like movies and other personal stuff too, ya know.”

“Of coarse sir,” The man replied and turning his back to them quickly walked over to a self which contained about ten different notebooks, most of them looking about the same, with maybe some difference in size between them, and turning back to them motioned them over, “Here we have the most common types of notebooks, the Macbook, and the MacBook Pro,” Waving his arm over the group of computers right in front of them.

“And they are good for school work and internet and things like that?” His mother asked, which brought about an award winning speech by the young man about all the things that they can do, and evidently they can do everything, edit movies, pictures, songs, incredible memory, and performance. Ryan knew that most of this was just normal sales talk to get him to buy it, his mother seemed to be believing every word.

He really liked the MacBook Pro, but at two thousand dollars, he knew when he came into the store that it would be a challenge to get his mother to agree to it, but when he looked at his mother in the middle of the sales pitch he could not believe had caught up in all of it she was. And he knew well that she did not understand hardly any of it, scarcely less than he himself understood.

“Well,” his mother said as soon as the lengthy speech ended, “I think that this one looks like the one for you, Ryan.” She walked over and began to analysis the computer up close.

“Yes I think that the Pro would be a very good choice for you sir.” The man said, walking close behind Ryan and slightly rubbing up against him, causing Ryan to jump a little, but the salesman quickly went over to where his mother was standing, still looking over the computer.

Ryan froze in air for the second time that afternoon and after gaining control of himself, walked over to where the other two were. “Yeah, this is the one I was talking to you about mom.”

“So you like it that much Ryan?” His mother asked turning and facing him.

“This one can do everything that I want it to do, way better than that old one that I got now.” He said, quickly looking between the computer, his mother, and the salesman.

“Then its agreed,” his mother said quickly, “And we will get all the programs that you talked about earlier too,” she said to the man.

“Right away ma’am, sir.” And he turned around and walked into a back area where he got a new copy of the notebook and brought it back out front, “If you’ll just follow me to the register.”

“Ryan, go get Conner, I’ll go pay for this stuff.”

“Okay, I’ll go get Con, and thank you mom.” Ryan said sheepishly.

“No thanks necessary baby, I just want the best for you, now go on and get you’ll brother.” And she gave him a big kiss on his cheek, causing red lipstick to smear his face. “Oh, I’ll get that for you Ryan,” And she reached into her purse and grabbed a handkerchief and brought it up to her mouth, which caused Ryan’s eyes to bug out.

“NO WAY MOM!” Ryan said in a harsh whisper, and quickly started to rub his hand on his cheek while he was turning away. His mother began to laugh as she made her way to the check out counter.

After getting the computer all wrapped and ready to go, she told Ryan that he should get the computer first and she would take the rest of the packages out to their car. Once she had Conner, she began marching towards the exit of the mall, leaving Ryan alone in the store.

Once he had the box securely under his arm and the bag of programming in the other, he began to exit the store, but not before passing the young salesman one more time. The salesman walked behind Ryan and said softly enough so no one else would hear him, “Just relax stud muffin!”

Ryan almost dropped the computer on the ground.


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“Mom you said you wouldn’t cry!” Ryan said, as he stood in the front hallway of his home.

“I know, I know, and I’m trying, but my baby, going to school so far away.”

“Now, now, Michelle, calm down, after all he isn’t going that far away.” His father’s deep voice rang out, bring Ryan back to the present. The three of them were all alone in the very large home, the rest of siblings were either back in school, or not there.

“Yeah, mom, its only like two hours away, and I’ll be back for thanksgiving, in like only three months and then I’ll be back for Christmas.”

“I know, it’s just that I’ve never been good at saying good bye!” And she let out a small sob.

“Oh mom,” and Justin wrapped her in a powerful hug, his much larger frame almost crushing her, “I’ll be just fine, I promise that I’ll call all the time.”

“You better young man!” His mother seemed to quickly gain control of her emotions, “I want to hear from you all the time, and so does you father, right dear.”

“That’s right honey,” His father said as he walked up to his son and gave him a hug, quietly putting a couple twenties in his son’s hand that was farthest away from his wife, “Just be safe okay?”

“I will dad,” Ryan said before quietly adding, “And thanks.” His father just smiled at him.

“Now be sure and drive safe, and call me as soon as you get down there.” His mother said, walking over to him and giving him another hug. “And here take this.”

It was a plain white envelope, “um, okay, what is it?”

“It’s just some extra money, I know how hard it is being in college, but for gods sake don’t go blow it on something stupid!” She said in a whisper so that her husband would not hear it, but no such luck. Robert Davis might have been a few years older than she was, but that did not mean that his hearing was out, and he gave a small chuckle before saying goodbye to Ryan one more time.

To Ryan time seemed to be continually accelerating despite his attempts to stop it, and when it was time to finally head out to his car he could barley manage his composer, he felt like he would start crying at any moment. Leaving was so much harder than he could ever possibly imagine.

His parents walked him to his car, and he thought that they had to be the most caring, loving parents in the entire world. They were both in their early fifties, but looked like they could be in their mid-forties. His mom was about five six, but his dad was more his own height, around six two. Ryan thought that he looked a lot like his father, both were tall and built, but Ryan’s hair was dirty blond like that of his mother and he had her bright blue eyes, much different from his fathers dark features.

“Now remember, work hard, study hard, but don’t forget to have fun, these are the best years of your life.” His mother said, while his father just stood right behind her.

“I will mom.”

“And if you just so happen to meet a nice girl down there don’t you dare hesitate for a moment to bring her back up here okay?”

Instead of replying to his mother, he just gave her a soft smile, and opened the drivers seat door to his car. “And don’t forget to call, I’ll be waiting be the phone all day.”

“I won’t.” Ryan said quietly, “Um, I guess I should be going now.” He looked down at the grass at his parents feet.

“Bye-bye Ryan,” His mother said at the same time his father said, “See you soon.”

Ryan got into his car and started it up before backing onto the quiet suburban street. He gave one last look at his parents, waving them goodbye, before he hit the gas and drove down the street. In his rear view mirror he saw his parents get smaller and smaller in the drive way before they disappeared.

As he drove along busy interstate highways, he remembered the heartbreaking moments the night before when his entire family gathered over at his parent’s house for a final goodbye, nor could he forget the reaction of Conner, right before the little boy got on the bus for school. Ryan had to bribe the little boy by letting him play in his older brothers room, something Conner was never normally allowed to do, and by promising that Conner could come and visit him whenever their parents would allow it.

But the one thing that remained in Ryan’s head the longest was one of the last things his mother said to him, “And if you just so happen to meet a nice girl.”

A lone tear escaped his eye, and rolled silently down his cheek.

To Be Continued . . .

 

[Craiger]

Nice start. As Matt said, it will be interesting to see how they meet at college. Please continue soon.

Craiger

 

[willybob]

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[luckyass69]

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[james5508]

Guys thanks so much for all your comments. I hope to have the new chapter out soon.

 

[james5508]

Common Misconceptions

Chapter 3​

Driving along the boring stretches of highway, Ryan could not shake off the events of the night before. Not only was most of his extended family at his parent’s home, but also a great majority of his friends from high school, if he really could count them as friends.

His football teammates along with several members of the varsity cheerleading squad all mixing in with other rich kids and adults that were mingling about the house. Ryan was incredibly surprised to see them there. He had thought that it was just going to be his family, not a bunch of stuck up people all going on about what they were going to do, all trying to prove that they were better than one another. After graduation, Ryan was relieved with the thought that he would never have to see most of them again. Sure some of them he was bound to run into again through his parents, but that would only be for some kind of social obligation. For him, graduation meant that he was going to be free from his old restrictive high school days and finally be able to live life the way he wanted to. But it seemed like life was not about to give Ryan what he so badly wanted.

Ryan did not do much over the summer months. Much to his parent’s dismay, he mainly stayed to himself, after always being very social and outgoing. But nothing seemed to be able to lift Ryan out of the funk that he got himself into. Nobody besides Ryan knew why he was acting the way he was, most of them just thought it was the anxiety of going away to college, no one would have actually been able to guess the real reason. No one was able to pick up on the massive battle that was occurring deep within Ryan’s soul.

Ryan spent months debating with himself over the very possibility of being gay. No, he couldn’t possibly be like that. Sure the sex felt great, fantastic in fact, but did that really make gay. Did it? After all he had only done it once, it wasn’t like he was going out every night to get a piece of a boy’s ass or anything. It was just a one night stand. It didn’t mean anything.

Or did it?

The debate had raged on inside Ryan’s head since that first night back in the beginning of May. He didn’t mean for it to happen, but with the end of senior year so close, and with getting accepted into college, he went to a party that he probably shouldn’t have gone to. After arriving, he drank beer after beer with some of the guys that he knew from the baseball team. It was about an hour and a half later, and quite a few beers, that Ryan noticed this really cute guy leaning against a back staircase.

Ryan stared at the guy, and he stared right back into Ryan’s steel blue eyes. Inside his khaki shorts, Ryan felt his cock give a little jump. It was hardening, and just by looking at this guy! The guy leaning against the staircase gave Ryan a knowing smile, perhaps, Ryan thought, this guy knew! What if tis guy knew something he didn’t? Something hidden deep within his soul, even from himself?

Ryan moved quickly to an adjoining room, trying to get out of the tense situation. As he walked though a large spacious room, he noticed that unlike some of the other rooms in the house, this one was almost completely empty except for a few people hanging out in the corners and by the door on the other side, it was almost completely empty. Ryan sat down on one of the fluffy couches, and was staring into the dancing flames of the fireplace when he felt somebody sit beside him.

Ryan instantly tensed up. He wanted nothing more than to be left alone with his thoughts. What did this person want? Why would he bother finding him here in this dark room? Ryan didn’t know if it was the stranger sitting down by him, or the alcohol affecting him more than he thought it would, but he felt himself begin to sweat.

Ryan slowly turned his head to face the stranger, who was staring intently at Ryan’s chest, but snatched his eyes quickly up to Ryan’s, and once again Ryan noticed the same smile plastered over the guys face. Ryan could not stop himself from checking the guy out. He had on a green polo shirt with dark, tight jeans. Ryan could make out a little definition in his chest and his arms. Ryan could tell that the guy probably spent a fair amount of time in the gym. He noticed the man’s blond hair, much lighter than Ryan’s and his gray eyes. He had a strong jaw line that was covered in minute stubble, which Ryan found to be kind of sexy. He truthfully had no idea why he was taking in as much detail as he was. He never did that with any of his past girlfriends. He could not believe that he actually wanted this man! His mind was in a desperate state as it battled between what he was always told, and how badly his body began to ache for it.

As Ryan’s eyes traveled up the body of the man sitting next to him, his cock began to harden. The guy slowly began to move towards Ryan until he was no more than a couple of inches away from him. Ryan swallowed nervously before beginning, “ummm . . . hi, I’m Ryan. I haven’t really seen you around here before.”

Ryan could not remember ever being so nervous in his life. He didn’t know what he was doing, a part of him keep saying that this whole situation could turn so wrong. What if someone saw him, sure he was just talking to this guy, but what if something should happen. He could not deny that he wanted to be alone somewhere with this guy. And those were the thoughts that were scaring him the most.

“Nah, I suppose you wouldn’t have seen me around much. I live downtown but every once in a while I come up to visit my grandparents here in Highland Park. I’m Kyle by the way.” The guy said, letting his eyes wonder up and down Ryan’s tense body. “But I have to say that when I first got here I kept hearing about you and the other football players, of course you are by far the hottest one of the bunch.” And with that the guy scooted all the way against Ryan so that their legs were pressed up against each other.

Ryan could barely breath, he was so incredibly nervous. Sweat was forming huge droplets on the top of his forehead, his hands were moist with sweat, and he was in shock that they were so close together. He didn’t want to be there, he had to find a way out. But right when Ryan was about to get up and offer Kyle some lame ass excuse about having to leave, Kyle put his hand right on his upper thigh, only a couple inches away from Ryan’s now rock hard cock.

Ryan harshly swatted Kyle’s hand away from his body, and got up from the couch. “Whoa, dude! What are you doing?!” For a second Ryan thought that they had gathered some kind of attention from other people around the room, but when he looked around he saw that they were the only two left. Ryan looked down on Kyle, who just gave back a blank stare, and he walked out of room.

Once out of sight from Kyle, Ryan went straight for the bathroom. He needed to cool off, never before had he even imagined something like that happening, especially in a place where he could have been seen by one of his classmates. Just thinking about the possibility made his face glow red with embarrassment. After washing his face and making sure that his cock was once again soft and back in place, Ryan left the bathroom and started talking to some of friends. Hopefully hanging out with them for a little while would take his mind off his worries, about what he still wanted to do with Kyle.

Ryan couldn’t concentrate on the ‘conversation’ with some of his teammates, and still being paranoid about the idea that someone in the house saw Kyle’s hand almost on his crotch, Ryan began to wonder around the large house. Finding himself at the base of the staircase, Ryan unconsciously began to climb the stairs to the second floor.

But even if someone or even all the people in the house saw them, it didn’t matter because it was Kyle with his hand on Ryan’s cock, not the other way around. Kyle was the fag, not Ryan. They would of all had seen how Ryan jumped up and swatted Kyle’s hand away from himself. That would prove that Ryan was not gay, wouldn’t it? It had to. If Ryan was really gay, wouldn’t he have let Kyle keep his hand there, wouldn’t he have tried to go further with the guy? But he didn’t, he stopped it. But did he really want to?

Before he knew it he was at the top of the stairs looking over the balcony at the people below him. He knew some of the people here, but not many. He glanced over at an open living room/lounge that had many kids dance with the loud beat of the dance music. The lights were turned down low, with many different types of laser beams being projected through the house, changing every couple of minutes by drunken jocks. Ryan began moving down one of the hallways of the second floor, staring blankly at the closed doors to his sides.

Ryan didn’t know what to do. He had never been this confused in his whole life. The world had shown him time and time again that it did not accept those kinds of actions, not even the types of thoughts running though his mind. Yet he could not force them out of his mind, they kept appearing there, and every time he tried to push them out the thoughts came back faster and stronger than ever. Ryan really did want Kyle. He felt blood rush back into his cock as he imaged Kyle standing before him, Kyle rubbing his hand up and down Ryan’s cock, their lips pressed together in a passionate kiss.

Ryan leaned against a closed door, breathing quickly. He thought that he had better get a hold on himself before someone came up there and found him in that situation. But before Ryan could move away from the door, it opened and the surprise caused Ryan to let out a loud gasp while falling back onto the floor.

It took Ryan a second to realize what had happened. His head landed on the floor making him look up on the ceiling. After Ryan got his senses back he looked back up towards the door which he fell though only to see that it was closed. He gently shook his head back and forth, trying to remember what had just happened. Out of the corner of his eye, Ryan noticed a figure standing in the shadow. As Ryan looked up he noticed that it was a man’s shape, probably some football buddy or someone trying to play a trick on him.

But then the guy gave out a light laugh and Ryan knew instantly that it was a laugh that he had never heard before. So it was someone that he didn’t know. But if that was the case wouldn’t the person have left the door open? Questions about who this guy was swirled in Ryan’s min until he saw Kyle step out of the shadow and into the light that was shining from a bedside lamp.

“You didn’t think that I would let you get away from me so easily did you?” Kyle asked, looking down at Ryan who was staring blankly back up to him.

“I . . . wha . . . what do mean?” Ryan asked nervously, still on the ground.

“It means big boy, that I’ve had the hots for since I first saw you, and from what I felt on the couch earlier I think that someone feels the same way.”

“I . . . I . . . don’t know what you are talking about.” Ryan stammered, getting off the floor and trying to head for the door, but Kyle was faster and blocked it before Ryan could get there.

“Dude get outta the way!” Ryan practically screamed. It seemed like his head was ready to burst. He was in this bedroom with this really hot guy, all alone and free to do whatever they wanted, but for some reason Ryan was petrified of what would happen if someone found out. His reputation around school would be destroyed, he knew that for sure. But he didn’t know what his parents would do if they knew. He knew that they didn’t hate gay people, not by a long shot, but would that change if they knew that one of their own children was gay?

“I know you know what I’m talking about.” Kyle said softly, walking right over to Ryan. Kyle was maybe only an inch or two shorter than Ryan who stood at six foot two. “I couldn’t believe how hard you were from just sitting next to me!”

Ryan blushed a deep red, and dropped his eyes to the floor while Kyle continued talking to him.

“Man that was so fucking hot! I’ve never had one as big as yours man, I so gotta get it.” Kyle walked over to a very nervous Ryan and waited a moment for Ryan to say something, but after a moment of nothing but silence Kyle moved his hand to rub against Ryan’s very defined chest.

Ryan drew in a sharp breath as Kyle hands roamed up and down his chest and abs. Ryan’s mind was still dueling with whether to stay or flee, but when Kyle’s hands touched his chest, Ryan knew that he couldn’t pull himself away again. He wanted this, he needed this!

Kyle pulled completely against Ryan and brought his eyes to meet those of Ryan’s, and when they met he gave Ryan a huge grin which Ryan replied with another blush. Slowly Kyle brought his lips up to Ryan’s and pressed them together. For a moment they stood lip locked, eyes staring back and forth, until Kyle saw Ryan close his eyes and part his lips ever so slightly. Kyle wasted no time in getting his tongue into Ryan’s mouth, and soon Ryan began to kiss Kyle back, pushing his own tongue deep into Kyle’s willing mouth. Both boys stood there for five minutes kissing passionately, until Kyle, breathing heavily, pulled away from the kiss and pushed Ryan back onto the bed. Ryan let out a gasp of surprise, and landed on the bed with a dull ‘thump’.

Kyle jumped on top of Ryan as soon as Ryan hit the bed, and he climbed up so that they were once again facing, and Kyle again pushed his lips on those of Ryan’s. Ryan could not believe that he was in this situation, but he was enjoying it way to much too ever let it stop. This time Ryan pulled off of the kiss and looked into Kyle’s grey eyes. He saw nothing there but lust, and he was sure that his eyes where telling the same thing. Finally it was going to happen, he had longed for it for so long. He took in a deep breath before he initiated the next round of kissing.

Kyle moved his mouth down to Ryan’s neck and began slowly switching from kissing to softly biting the skin. Kyle moved his hands down Ryan’s body and found the bottom of Ryan’s shirt, allowing his hands to explore Ryan’s rippling muscles. Ryan let out a soft moan as Kyle’s hands began feeling around his abs. As Kyle once again moved his head up in order to allow their lips to meet, Ryan arched his back, moaning deeply into Kyle’s mouth. Kyle grabbed the bottom of Ryan’s shirt and took it off of the muscle god that was lying beneath him.

Kyle just stared at Ryan’s body. He knew from earlier that Ryan had a fantastic body, but he could not imagine this! Ryan’s body looked like it must have been sculpted by the Greek gods. Kyle looked over his six pack, more like an eight pack, and saw a perfect ‘v’ formation of the muscles going right down into his pubic area. His stomach and chest were completely hairless, which helped show off the power of his rippling muscles. Kyle moved his hand up from Ryan’s abs and onto his pecks. Kyle thought that they were the hottest ones that he had ever seen on any man. They were well defined but not too bulky. They fit perfectly with the rest of Ryan’s body.

Kyle slowly moved down from Ryan’s neck, biting and sucking his way down Ryan’s body. Finally coming to a stop at Ryan’s left nipple, Kyle mumbled, “God! Playing football really did pay off for you.”

Ryan let out a small chuckle but ended it quickly when Kyle took his nipple into his mouth and began to suck and bite on it. Ryan began to moan loudly at the pleasure radiating from his body. “Oh god Kyle! That feels sooo good!” Ryan softly said.

Kyle switched off between the right and left nipple, leaving Ryan speechless, before Kyle began his descent down Ryan’s hard body. He slowly dragged his tongue across Ryan’s abs, going around every groove that the incredible muscles contained, until finally he reached that perfect ‘v’ at the bottom of Ryan’s torso.

Ryan was breathing heavily and moaning quietly as Kyle was moving down his chest and stomach. By this time Ryan’s cock was straining to be released from its restraint. Ryan could not believe that his cock had gotten that hard so fast, and without anyone even touching it.

Kyle sat up, still staring at the bulge inside Ryan’s shorts. He quickly took off his shirt and threw it on the ground, and moving his body down the bed so that his head was now even with the massive bulge trying desperately to escape. Kyle ran his tongue around the outline of Ryan’s dick. He simple could not believe the size. Kyle brought his hand over to the zipper to Ryan’s shorts. Kyle slowly slid down the zipper and looked right up into Ryan’s eyes. Ryan gave him a small smile when the opening was completely undone.

Kyle moved his hands over to the belt loops of Ryan’s shorts and slid them down over Ryan’s toned legs. Once down to his ankles, Ryan kicked them off and onto the floor. Kyle took his time on the way back, rubbing every part of Ryan’s long, toned legs. Kyle laid down between Ryan’s spread legs, bringing his face level with the monster demanding attention. Kyle brought his hand up to Ryan’s black briefs, slowly rubbing his hand against Ryan’s pulsating cock.

Ryan could not think of anything that had ever felt so good. None of the times he had been with his girlfriends could even begin to compare to what he was feeling now. It was incredible. He began to rub his hand through Kyle’s hair, silently begging him to go to the next step. Kyle removed his hand briefly from Ryan’s cock as his hand traveled to the top band of his underwear. Kyle looped two fingers into the band and began slowly lowering them down below Ryan’s cock. Kyle let out a very noticeable gasp of surprise and shock at Ryan’s dick. “Oh my god, it’s fucking huge!”

“Holy Shit!” Ryan said, slamming on the brakes. Ryan was suddenly wrestled out of his mind and memories and forced back into the present. Cars were at a stand still on the highway before him, dark storm clouds hanging over the area. Ryan sat back on the dark leather seat and took a drink of water before running his hands through his hair.

To Be Continued . . .

 

[harry113]

James, this is just the hottest story.
Thank you
More please
Harry

 

[luckyass69]

We want MORE! Love this sotry soooo HOT!

 

[james5508]

Common Misconceptions

Chapter 4

“A massive ten car pill-up has been reported on the south bound lanes of I-57.” The radio DJ announced.

“Shit! It figures this would fucking happen!” Ryan said, bringing his forehead up against the steering wheel.

“All people planning to travel that way, should be warned that traffic will be backed up for at least one hour, probably more.”

“Thanks for telling me!” Ryan said angrily as he turned off the radio.

This was the last thing that Ryan wanted. He had already spent too much time thinking about what had happened with Kyle. He just wanted to put it as far away from his memory as possible. He didn’t want to think about it anymore. Kyle had made him think that he might be gay. He had always felt different, like he didn’t belong, but that certainly didn’t make someone gay.

All he wanted was to get this drive over with as fast as possible, it wasn’t supposed to take this long. He didn’t want to think about the possibility anymore. He wanted to be in school where he could concentrate on his classes and worry about making grades, not being gay.

That night with Kyle was the hottest sex Ryan had ever had. Nothing he had ever done with any of his girlfriends could possible begin to compare. It just felt so right, like he was meant to do it, at least it did when they were actually having sex. After it was over Ryan kept thinking how it was wrong. How guilty he felt that he’d enjoyed the sex, even after how he had heard that it was so bad.

Ryan thought that maybe Kyle had something to do with the way that he felt. After both of them had cum, and Kyle was still laying down on top of Ryan, Kyle rolled off of Ryan and sat up on the side of the bed. He quickly put his clothes back on, not once looking towards Ryan. By the time that Kyle was completely dressed, Ryan was sitting on the edge of the bed, watching him closely.

Ryan hoped that Kyle would say something. Different thoughts swirled around Ryan’s mind. Was he bad? Did he do something wrong, after everything had felt so good? Ryan stared intently over at Kyle, who for several seconds would not meet his gaze. Finally Kyle looked right into Ryan eyes as he began to walk over to the confused Ryan.

Ryan let out a sigh of relief when he saw that Kyle was wearing a small smile on his face, but Ryan could no longer avoid Kyle’s cold eyes. Earlier they had been filled with lust, but now? Ryan could not place them, not the kind of look that he was hoping for after his first sexual experiment with a man.

Kyle came right over to Ryan and said in a soft voice, “That was so incredible dude! Holy shit! I can not like tell you how hot that was. It was awesome! You definitely know how to use that dick of yours. I’ve never felt so full in my life, and believe me, I’ve had a lot.”

Ryan stared wearily at Kyle, who bent down and laid another kiss on Ryan’s lips. After only a second Kyle lifted up, and gave one more small smile to Ryan and then left the bedroom. Ryan was still sitting down on the bed, staring at the closed door.

Sitting quietly in his car, Ryan looked out into the sky overhead. It was covered in dark clouds all rolling over one another with occasional outbreaks of thunder and lightning. It was definitely storming somewhere to the south, the exact location that Ryan was supposed to be heading, if the traffic would ever let up.

Those thoughts about Kyle and what they did circled Ryan’s head all summer. He began to distance himself from his family and his friends, believing that if he allowed himself to get to close to them, they might be able to see his secret.

As Ryan sat in his car staring at the back bumpers of the traffic in front of him, he thought about his going away party the evening before.

At first the night was great. All his family came around during the early afternoon, and he was enjoying their company for a few hours before some of his friends would stop by in the evening. He was especially proud that he managed to maintain a pleasant conversation with some members of his family, mainly his Uncle Doug and Aunt Susan and their children. They were the least tolerable and strictest members of his family, and Ryan usually tried to avoid their company as much as possible.

Around six o’clock his friends started to arrive. Ryan thought that his parents would have invited a couple of people that were mere acquaintances for him, but their had to be several dozen people there that Ryan had barley seen in his life. Sure most of his teammates from the football and basketball teams showed up, but he could not believe that there were so many others.

Most of them came with their parents, an obvious sign that they were people that Ryan’s parents wanted to impress. Ryan knew that his parents weren’t really bad when it came to being in society, at least compared to some people who were coming in. But when his parents had a chance to impress people, they usually went all out.

As Ryan sat on the main staircase with some of his friends, he kept glancing at the front door, watching as his parents greeted more and more people. His mom kept calling him over to meet them and engage in small talk for a few minutes before moving on to the next.

After about an hour of meeting some of the neighborhoods most obscenely rich and snotty people, Ryan was standing in the front hallway, next to the door talking quietly to his mother as his father looked on.

“Now Ryan I’ve invited the Parkers over tonight. You know who they are right? They live in that house up at the corner of 18th and Jefferson, the one with the art deco style walls around it.” His mother said to him, straightening out Ryan’s sport coat.

“No I don’t think I know who they are.” Ryan said honestly.

“Really? They have a son about your age, but for some reason I can’t seem to recall his name. Well anyway they happen to be one of your fathers best clients, so please be on you best behavior.”

Ryan rolled his eyes as his mother continued to fix his coat, and then she pulled away her hand as the door opened and three people came into the house. The Parkers were a late middle aged looking couple, Mrs. Parker had light blonde hair, pulled up into some kind of twist at the top, and was wearing a dark blue pants-suit. Mr. Parker had on a pin stripped grey suit, which matched his greying hair. Ryan thought that they were a little over dressed for the occasion, but right away he realized that these people were the type to guard their reputation within society with the highest degree.

As Mr. and Mrs. Parker walked through the door, Ryan began to see that somebody was standing behind them. Ryan’s mother quickly introduced the two Parkers to Ryan, who just smiled and thanked them for coming, and after stepping a little to the side of his mother he could see the figure behind Mr. and Mrs. Parker. It was none other than Kyle. Ryan pushed his head back, thinking that the turn of events seemed to be quite a cliche.

 

[Craiger]

Hey James,

Good to read more of this intriguing story. Can't wait for the next chapter.

Craiger

 

[Nederoth]

You're a sadistic criminal. How could you end chapter 3 like that? Evil, evil writer...

Keep it up

 

[Autolycus]

Great story!

 

[gaytxn09]

Just read the story up to where it is so far, and it's amazing! I hope you have the time to update. xo

 

[Swallowmysperm]

so fucking hott! Please continue!

 

[james5508]

Hi everyone, I just wanted to thank everyone for their comments. I have added some more to chapter 4 instead of making it an entirely new chapter, so I hope everyone enjoys the new and extended chapter 4.

Common Misconceptions

Chapter 4--Part 2

“A massive ten car pill-up has been reported on the south bound lanes of I-57.” The radio DJ announced.

“Shit! It figures this would fucking happen!” Ryan barked, bringing his forehead roughly against the leather steering wheel.

“All people planning to travel southbound on I-57 should be warned that traffic will be backed up for at least an hour, most likely more.”

“Thanks for telling me!” Ryan said angrily as he turned off the radio.

Being trapped alone in his car, isolated with only his thoughts, was the last possible scenario that Ryan wanted to face. He knew that he had already spent way too much time thinking about what had happened with Kyle. He just wanted to put it as far away from his memory as possible. He just didn’t want to think about it anymore. Kyle brought him closer than ever to the realization that he might be gay. He had always felt different, like he didn’t belong, but being an outsider didn’t necessarily make someone gay.

And he, Ryan Davis, could not possibly be gay. It simply couldn’t happen. He was one of the most popular guys in his high school class, as well as one of the smartest, after all he did get a full ride to college. He played on the varsity football and baseball teams since he was a sophomore, helping bring two state titles to his school, it just could not be possible that he might be gay. People like him simply were not and could not be gay. But why did he keep having thoughts about other guys? Why wouldn’t they go away? All he wanted was to be normal, to not have these urges that so terrified him.

He had always had a feeling of being different, from when he was in the locker room with the other guys, all laughing and joking about their latest ‘conquests’ with the hottest chicks in school. He would join in, he had too, peer-pressure always seems to win in those situations. Ryan was forced to bury any thoughts and fantasies about the other guys he would see--their robust bodies so powerful with rippling, taut muscles. How he longed to reach out and stroke those long strings of flesh, glistening with beads of sweat. But that was forbidden. Locker room antics taught him long ago that guys who had wishful thinking over other guys were weak, not real men, but sissies and fags.

Ryan knew deep down that he had always felt like an outsider looking in and that did not go with his seemingly all American persona. He was so popular, having to constantly ward off unwanted attention from members of the opposite sex. For years Ryan was lucky enough to be able to get away with excuses about having to much to worry about with school and sports, so his parents never gave him grief about having a girlfriend. But his parents not suspecting anything out of the ordinary, did not alleviate any of Ryan’s suffering. He had only a few, two or three, really close friends upon which he could count on to be there for him no matter what, or at least until he would lay the burden that he might be gay upon them. For Ryan had no idea how they would react to news such as that, all he could hope for was the best, while expecting the worst.

“It’s all fucking Kyle’s fault!” Ryan screamed pounding his clenched fists against the black dash board of the car. He had spent so many long summer days lost in thought--’It really can’t be true. Can it? Sure it had felt good while we were going at it, but its not like it lasted that long, or that we did that much. It doesn’t matter. It was just a one time thing, but why does strange guilty feeling keep coming back to the pit of my stomach?’ Ryan thought as he stared intently at the red brake light of car in front of him.

All he wanted was to get this drive over with, it wasn’t supposed to take this long. He did not want to think about the possibility anymore. He just wanted to begin his new life away from all the fears and anxieties that his past continually brought back to him. To be able to concentrate on his classes and on his grades, not his dark secret, forever brooding in unknown regions of his mind.

Ryan knew that all his deep consuming thoughts came back to one source--Kyle. That steamy early summer night with Kyle was by far the hottest encounter Ryan had ever experienced. Nothing he had ever done with any of his girlfriends could possibly begin to compare. It just felt so right, like he was meant to do it, at least when they were in the throws of passion. After Ryan came down from his high, Ryan felt a knot forming in the pit of his stomach, one that he had felt before--one forming from guilt. Ryan knew that he loved every second of their encounter, how the soft touch of Kyle’s fingers on his skin excited him, how memorized he had been when Kyle brought their lips together for the first time. But after it was over?

That night Ryan felt like the world was collapsing around him. Everything that he had spent a life time concealing from others had finally managed to escape. Could he now just ignore the power of those thoughts and feelings?

Ryan knew that Kyle had to have had something to do with the way that he felt. Ryan knew Kyle was at fault, he didn’t want to do what they did that night. He was attracted to Kyle, yes, but Kyle was the one that went after him, corned him in that bedroom. Those thoughts and rationalizations allowed Ryan to push his desires and fears to the back of his mind, but they always moved back into the fore front whenever Ryan was left alone with his thoughts.

A picture of that night swirrled into Ryan’s head as he looked out the car’s windows, the same picture that had visited him hundreds or thousands of times since it first happened. Kyle had just crawled up from between Ryan’s legs, spreading his body out on top of Ryan’s. Ryan’s breathing was rampant from trying to recover from the mind bowing service he had just received, when he noticed Kyle rolling off the bed, and began picking his clothes off the ground.

Ryan stayed motionless in the bed watching Kyle stumble around the half-lit room, hoping that Kyle would say something. A countless number of thoughts began to whirl around Ryan’s head. Was he bad? Did they do something wrong, even after everything had felt so good? As Ryan began to give his thoughts life, he began to sweat--he had actually done it. He gulped, but it did no good, his throat was parched from worrying about what had just taken place. ‘Oh my god, what have I just done?’ Ryan thought, sitting up at the end of the bed with a sheet covering only his midsection.

Staring intently over at Kyle, Ryan felt a sense of relief when Kyle finally allowed their eyes to collide and gave Ryan a small smile. But their was something different about this Kyle from the one that Ryan had talked to just an hour before hand, his eyes were colder, emptier than they were when the two were in the throws of passion. The look drove a small shiver down Ryan’s spine, it was definitely not the look Ryan was hoping for after his first sexual encounter with another man.

Kyle walked over to Ryan, pulling his shirt over his head, and said to Ryan in a soft voice, “That was so intense Ryan. It was one of the best times that I’ve had in quite a while.” Kyle bent down and laid his lips on top of Ryan’s before lifting up and brushing Ryan’s blond bangs over to the side. With a smile towards Ryan, Kyle stretched out his body and headed toward the door and shutting it behind him. Ryan was left alone on the bed, nervous that someone would find out what had just happened.

Sitting quietly in his car, Ryan looked at the sky overhead. It was covered in dark clouds rolling over one another with the occasional clash of thunder and bright flash of lightning. It was obviously storming somewhere to the south, the direction that Ryan needed to be heading, if the traffic would ever let up.

Ryan’s worries about Kyle and what they did circled Ryan’s head all summer. He began to distance himself from his family and his friends, believing that if he exposed himself to much they would be able to detect his secret. He only felt little pangs of guilt from cutting himself off from his family, but it paled in comparison to his guilt from his encounter with Kyle, except in the case of Sean. Sean Young was Ryan’s best friend, they had been friends since the two were in the forth grade. They grew up together, been in the same classes for years, played for the schools sports teams together, been together almost constantly for most of their lives. Ryan felt incredible pangs of guilt when he thought about how often he had blown off Sean over the beginning of the summer, but he was simply afraid of possible reactions. Ryan knew that Sean had noticed that something was wrong with him, but luckily Sean did not say a word, and when Sean told him that he and his parents were going away for the rest of the summer, Ryan began to feel a sense of relief. He didn’t have to worry about his best friend finding out, he was safe to continue to agonizing in private about what he could possibly do to handle future situations.

As Ryan sat in his car staring at the back bumpers of the traffic in front of him, he began to think about his going away party the day before. . .

The day started off just fine, he was so excited about finally being so close to leaving for college, a welcome new stressor that would hopefully replace other worries in his mind. Ryan’s mom had made sure that the other four Davis siblings were their along with most members of his extended family. They came around during the early afternoon to wish him good luck and to visit with other family members. He was really happy to see so many people there--both sets of grandparents, most of his aunts and uncles, there are so many that Ryan sometimes forgets just how many, and of course his cousins. Ryan always loved being with his family even being as large as it was, Ryan just loved it. Everybody always being in each others faces, being loud and obnoxious, it was usually enough chaos that it allowed Ryan to escape without being analyzed to much from his family.

He was especially proud that he managed to get through and maintain a pleasant conversation with his Uncle Doug, Aunt Susan and their children. They were the least tolerable and the strictest member of the family, usually inciting some kind of fight between members, but Doug being his mothers brother, they had to be invited to everything, so Ryan usually tried to avoid their company as much as possible.

Around six o’clock some of their neighbors began to arrive. Ryan had seen most of adults in various other social occasions that he was forced to attend. The majority of them came with their children, some of which Ryan had seen around his school, but he didn’t know much about any of them.

After growing bored with the conversations that he was having with some of the other kids, Ryan sat down on the house's main stairway. The staircase began across the foyer from the front door and made a curve around the wall of the room ending at a hallway on the second floor. A chandelier of white crystals dangled from the ceiling, cascading light upon the scene below, upon which Ryan looked on with only mild interest.

His parents were standing near the door talking with some other couples about god knows what, his mother situated so that she could keep one eye on the door just in case someone would walk in. Ryan let out sigh as he heard a some woman let out a deep cackle. What was supposed to have been an off to college party had turned into a just another chance for his parents to impress the obscenely rich and snotty neighbors.

Ryan looked up a moment later to see his mother motioning him over to her, the other couples they had been talking too having left a few seconds earlier.

“Ryan are you okay?” His mother asked, concern filling her eyes. “Why are you sitting there on the stairs, aren’t you having fun?”

‘Yeah, this is just a blast! I’ve never had such a good time, getting to watch you and dad trying to impress these stupid conceded people while I get to talk with all those arrogant assholes who think they are better than everyone else. Definitely what I call a good time.’ Ryan thought, but he managed put a smile on his face and told his mom that he was fine, which his mom seemed to buy without much of a second glance.

“Now Ryan I’ve invited the Parkers over tonight. You know who they are right? They live in that house up at the corner of 18th and Jefferson, the old art deco style house.” His mother said to him, straightening out Ryan’s sport coat.

“No I don’t think I know who they are.” Ryan said honestly.

“Really? They have a son about your age, but I can’t seem to be able to recall his name. Well, anyway they happen to be one of your fathers best clients, so please be on you best behavior.”

Ryan rolled his eyes as his mother finished her work with his jacket, when the door opened and Ryan saw a later middle aged couple with someone behind them, but Ryan could not tell who it was. As Mrs. Parker came into the foyer Ryan got a better look at her, she was tall with light blonde hair pulled up on top of her head, and was wearing some sort of pants suit which Ryan thought made her look like a taller Hillary Clinton. Mr. Parker on the other hand was obviously a little older than his wife with dark grey hair. But the figure behind the couple is what caught Ryan’s attention. Ryan’s breath caught in his throat as he saw Kyle standing their, the guy he done things with that he was so secretly ashamed of. Ryan threw his head back, thinking that the recent turn of events composed a perfect cliche.

“It is so nice of you to make time to come to our little get together tonight Jane.” Ryan’s mother said to their newest guests.

“It’s not a problem at all, actually I was looking forward to coming. I forgot how beautiful your home is Michelle.” Mrs. Parker replied, looking around the grand foyer of the Davis’s house.

“Thank you so very much! Yes, it has been a long time since we have seen each other,” Michelle Davis said, “And this must be your son Kyle, I don’t we have ever met.”

“Yes, this is Kyle, I thought everyone had met him, but it seems I was wrong. But I do believe that our children have meet before.” Jane said, looking over at Kyle, who was looking straight at Ryan, but turned quickly back to his mother when he was addressed before allowing is eyes to once again fall on the package between Ryan’s legs.

“Umm-Yeah.” Kyle mumbled. “We meet back in May.”

Ryan could not believe that Kyle was right in front of him again. He had wanted nothing more to do with him, but here he is. ‘What is he going to do?’ Ryan thought. Every memory of that night, every thought about their encounter, every agonizing second Ryan had spent analyzing that night rushed back into his head. Ryan was so caught up in his thoughts that he barely heard his mother asking about how the two of them met.

“Ah, I think we first met over at John’s party, and we hung out a bit there, but since I haven’t really seen much of him.” Ryan said quietly to the group.

“Oh I bet it’s so good to be able to see each other again.” Michelle said, “So Kyle, I hear that you were heading off to Northwestern in a couple of days.”

“Yes Ma’am, I’m leaving in two days, classes start next week.”

Ryan’s mom, addressing Kyle’s mom said, “You must be so proud of him.”

Mr. Parker turned away from his whispered conversation with Robert Davis and walked over to his wife saying, “We are very proud of Kyle, in the top of his class over at St. Anthony’s, and now going off to Northwestern, I don’t think any parent could be prouder of their child than Jane and I are of Kyle.”

Ryan’s mom rolled her eyes discretely in Ryan’s direction. He knew that his mother never liked the Parkers, but they had the most money, so they expected to be treated like royalty. Ryan never understood why his parents had much to do with them as his parents didn’t really much for the society around the neighborhood, but Ryan figured that they probably didn’t want to be completely cut out from it either.

“That is quite obvious,” Mr. Davis said. “ Well I hope that you are successful over their Kyle, it is a very good school, now Don would you like to discuss that deal in my office?”

“Sounds like a good idea to me, Robert.” Don Parker replied, and the two men left, heading off towards his dad’s office, leaving the women and the two young men alone.

“Now Ryan why don’t you go and introduce Kyle to some of the others?”

Ryan just shrugged his shoulders, replied with small mumble and asked Kyle to follow him into the spacious living room where most of his family was gathered.

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By nine thirty most of the guests of the Davis had left, leaving only some of his parents closest friends and family members, making Kyle the only other teenager besides Ryan. Ryan was still slightly nervous about Kyle being such close proximity to him the entire night, even though nothing had happened. Ryan had observed that Kyle seemed completely relaxed talking to his parents and other guests, but the way that Kyle’s eyes always seemed to travel to him bothered Ryan a great deal. He just wanted Kyle to go away and leave him alone, not keep taunting him.

“I can’t believe that you are going away to school so quickly Ryan! It seems like just yesterday you were a little baby screaming your head off because you couldn’t get what you wanted.” His grandma Rose said to him in a light German accent, except Ryan did not hear a word.

After a few moments of silence his mother snapped, “Ryan pay attention to your grandmother when she is talking to you!”

“Uh-sorry, grandma, yeah, I’m really excited, but still a little nervous.”

“Of course you are dear, its a big change, but you’ll be fine. But Ryan, you and your friend Kyle seem awfully bored talking with us old folk down here, you two should go upstairs and do what ever you normally do.”

“Um, I guess that’s okay,” Ryan began nervously, but luckily no one seemed to notice, “We could go up to my room.”

As Ryan said this Kyle got a very knowing smirk on his face, and stood quickly when Ryan did. When Ryan saw the smile on his face, the same one from the party so many months ago, Ryan’s blushed slightly, and quickly turned his back to the adults in the room before heading to his bedroom with Kyle right on his heels.

Hearing the soft clicking of the bedroom door Kyle turned towards Ryan, pushing their lips together. Kyle tried to push his tongue into Ryan’s mouth, but Ryan refused to part his lips for the invading muscle. Giving up after struggling to gain entry into Ryan’s mouth, Kyle ended the kiss and stepped back to get a better look at Ryan.

“Holy fuck man!” Kyle said breathlessly, slightly licking his lips. “You’re even hotter than last time. How the hell are you so fuckin’ hot all the time?”

Ryan didn’t respond, but diverted his eyes away from Kyle’s while he felt a blush make its way to his face from his neck. He didn’t want to do this again, but that soft, quick kiss awakened feelings inside of him that Ryan wanted desperately to control.

Kyle pulled close against Ryan, grinding their bodies together. Kyle extracted a soft groan from Ryan when he began to rub his hands against the taut muscles of Ryan’s torso. Kyle’s touch exhilarated Ryan, who was dangerously turned on by it. It began to awaken feelings in him that he had suppressed for so long. He didn’t want to go through the roller coaster emotions again, he needed to stop Kyle before they would do something that Ryan knew that he would regret.

But when Ryan began to push Kyle away, Kyle stepped back and shoved Ryan onto his bed, causing him to gasp in surprise. Kyle jumped on top on Ryan, bringing their mouths together and before Ryan had a chance to get a grip on his new position, he felt Kyle’s tongue push deeply into his mouth. The swelling bulge inside of Ryan’s pants left nothing to either boy’s imagination. Kyle moved his hand down from Ryan’s chest onto the prominent tent, gripping it slightly, causing a sharp inhalation of breath from Ryan.

Kyle started fidgeting with the zipper to Ryan’s pants, but having no success, Kyle pulled their mouths apart and moved downward to unfasten the straining material. Ryan opened his eyes and looked down at Kyle who had managed to undo the button and was rolling down the zipper. Kyle didn’t bother removing Ryan’s pants, but instead started groping Ryan’s cock with his mouth though the shorts. Ryan put his hand on top of Kyle’s head and ran the hair though his fingers, signaling to Kyle that he was appreciating what Kyle was doing for him, all thoughts about stopping long gone. Ryan’s hand drove Kyle to move faster, pulling down the fabric of the shorts with his teeth, allowing them to snap underneath Ryan’s balls.

Ryan let out a soft yelp as he felt Kyle’s cold hands begin to caress his hard cock, following with soft brushes against his skin by Kyle’s moist tongue. Kyle’s hand on his dick and his tongue dancing around Ryan’s most sensitive skin sent shivers up and down Ryan’s spine, and when Ryan felt a a warm wetness overtake his manhood, he let a soft cry escape his parched throat.

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Ryan looked up from the steering wheel and saw that the cars were slowly starting to move, gradually picking up speed over several miles. He wished the storm overhead would take the same pace as the highway, but he was wrong. The clouds were dropping huge amounts of rain all over the area.

He continued his journey to his future with cation, he didn’t need anything else to happen before he even got a change to get aquatinted with his new life. He managed to purge most of the thoughts that had badgered him over the afternoon, but they didn’t completely leave him; his secret thoughts and desires never left him entirely.

About twenty minutes later Ryan turned off the highway, along with of what seemed to be half of the traffic traveling that day, and drove into his new life, his future, and maybe a chance at happiness. The storm had moved on, leaving the middle sized town to itself, with its thousands of incoming students. ‘Why did I not come earlier?’ Ryan thought as he saw the huge amount of people gathered in front of every building on campus.

The sides of the rode were flooded from the recent rain and with all the people in town, which meant that Ryan had to drive on the side of the road, occasionally splashing water onto the side walks. As he drove towards the center of the campus of the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign in order to get his room assignment, Ryan saw some rainbow colored flags hanging below some windows on an adjacent apartment building. Ryan swallowed hard and took a deep breath.

Those feelings were becoming too hard to deny any longer. . .

 

[Craiger]

Hey James,

A great continuance of the story. Ryan is now safely at school but we haven't heard anything from Justin in a while. It will be nice to hear how he is fairing. Looking forward to the next chapter.

Craiger

 

[gaytxn09]

Yes...I agree. Awesome chapter!! Can't wait to see what unfolds next.

 

[harry113]

Thank you James, great chapter.
Will he meet Justin ??
More please
Harry