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Two boys home alone

Here it is! Enjoy! :-)


Part 15​



Marcus laid on his bed with Bradley next to him. He stared at Bradley as he slept. He looked so sweet. Marcus thought about all the great times they had together. One of his favorites, was going on the rollercoaster. He remembered Bradley's smile, when they held hands. It felt so right, that he held his hand. He also remembered the kiss. That little moment felt like a century. Marcus smiled thinking about it. He wanted to do it again. But what if Bradley woke up? Marcus didn’t care. He pulled in close to Bradley, slowly, trying not to wake him. When he was close enough, he looked at Bradley's face. He looked almost like an angel. He wanted to kiss him even more now. But as he leaned in for the kiss, something happened. Marcus woke up.



Marcus sat up on the bed. He remembered the dream clearly. He felt two things. One: grief. He had wanted it to continue so badly. And two: confusion. He wasn’t sure why he had this dream and he didn’t like it. "It's not right. I'm straight. I'm with Casey" he thought. He looked at his alarm clock. It was 6:51. In nine minutes he would have to get up for school. He went back to thinking about the dream. He wanted it to finish. To see what it felt like to kiss Bradley for a second time. But he couldn’t. He was so close. He shook his head. "I can't think about this." Marcus thought. The alarm clock went off.



"Hey Jeremy." Bradley said, as he sat down next to him at the lunch table. "Hey B." Jeremy mumbled. "So I've been thinking about you a lot lately. You haven't been returning my calls or texts." Bradley said nervously. "Yeah well…I've been thinking about us." "Can you give me another chance?" "Why? So you can cheat on me again, like my dad cheated on my mom?!" Jeremy said. Bradley moved himself closer to him and rubbed his back. "Listen, I'm not your dad. You know that. I regret doing it so much." Bradley said. "Yeah, I know. But that doesn’t change the fact that you did do it." "Just please give me another chance. You say you love me. Think about that. Our love for each other." Jeremy sighed deeply. "Ok. Please don’t make me regret this."




Bradley walked up the steps, to his porch. By the door was three duffle bags, and on top of one of them was a envelope. He grabbed the envelope and ripped it open. There was a letter written in his father's handwriting. It read: "We know. Someone called and told us everything. We don’t want a faggot for a son. Don’t come back. Good luck in hell."
 
Dear Infamous,
While I fully understand where Criostoir's coming from, I might tend to agree w/ Auto on this one.

People can change. They CAN become more accepting. I've seen it in my own extended family. A brother that left town rather than embarrass his parents and siblings, only to visit on rare occasions.

He developed cancer in later years, his partner cared for him. His mother and sisters all made the trip, got to know his partner and the him they didn't get to know. They all came to care for his partner. And, they all wish he could have been a bigger presence in their lives all the years that they missed.

It made it a lot easier for my younger cousin, who has been able to live in the greater community, know his aunts and uncles, cousins and their kids. HE took major care of my grandfather and then my grandmother as their needs increased - our aunts also helped a lot, but he was there to do what they couldn't. He's a wonderful person.

I know there was some controversy several years ago when one of my HEAVILY not-so-Christian-as-she-professed kid cousins - more in line with his age - we're over a decade apart in age - more like 15 years - made a public statement to the family that he was living a sinful life, and she could no longer attend family functions that he would be at.

The good Lord has a sense of irony - He and his partner have been faithful to one another for years. Her hubbie, on the other hand, felt the pangs of temptation and succumbed. They've since reconciled, after he had to meet with church elders and a whole lot of other stuff.

Anyway, during the controversy, one of "my generation" cousins sent out a broadcast e-mail on the subject, in support of our male cousin. We live almost 500 miles from that side of the family, so we know each other from us visiting on Summer vacations. I replied, stating that I didn't feel it was my right to put my two cents in since we weren't part of the local family dynamic, but I went on to discuss the whole situation, and talked about pareto's law the 80:20 law and standard deviations that are so prevalent in all things in nature in support of my statements about whether he was "normal" or not. Yes, he is, by the way. Is he "the norm"? No.

His mother wasn't on the e-mail list, doesn't have e-mail. One of his contemporary cousins replied that I absolutely had the right to weigh in.
When we visited that Summer, my wife and I talked to my aunt about it, a lot.
She and my uncle were having a hard time coming to terms with "it" in the face of knowing the goodness of their son so well. I think my e-mail and reasoning helped them find the peace in "WWJD" that was missing from the more fundamentalist interpretations of the bible. No, they are NOT Sodom and Gomorrah. Yes, they are trying to live in accordance with HIS will, to the best of their abilities as HE made them.

I apologize. I've usurped your thread, unintentionally. I've discussed the above here at JUB before. It's important to me. I know there's a preponderance of guys on here who are atheists, or have turned away from "churches" who have turned away from them. I don't see Him that way at all.
It's the frail people in power inside the churches that create the problems.

Back to the story - to our poor protagonist, Bradley, I say go to where you are welcome, where you won't be turned away. Leave your parents to their devices for the time being. They may never change and, if they don't, while you will miss them, you are better off without them over your head. I hope that they do have a change of heart, that someone can reach into their blind hurt and/or feelings of failure, because that's probably a large part of what it is, and touch their souls and help them see how wrong they are.

Infamous, if you can't tell, your story feels all to real to me. That is a high compliment. I don't know what you have in your head, how much HOT sex you intend, how much angst and hurt, how deeply you plan to develop the relationships. But know this, you have done a spectacular job so far.
:=D: (*8*)
 
DonQuixote, Thanks so much for that. It really means a lot to me. And thanks to everyone else too, for the comments!



Part 16​



"Thanks for letting me stay here." Bradley said as he entered Marcus' house. "No prob. I can't believe what happened." Marcus said, shutting the door and he sat next to Bradley on the couch. "I don't know what to think about it. You know I wasn't close to either of them, but still…" "I'm sorry that this happened." "I knew it would've happened eventually anyways. I just wish I could've seen them before I had to leave." Bradley said. "Well maybe it's for the better, that you didn’t. It could've been worse." Bradley nodded. "Are you really this ok with it?" Marcus asked. He expected him to be more upset about it. "Yeah. Like I said, I knew it was going to happen eventually."



Bradley laid in Marcus' bed thinking of the time he had spend with his parents. Fishing with his dad. Cooking with his mom. He wasn't ok with it. But he had to be, because it had happened. Tears ran down his cheeks and he started sobbing. Marcus turned to face Bradley when he heard him crying. He pulled him in and hugged him tightly. "It's ok. Everything will get better" He said, as Bradley cried onto his chest. He couldn't help it. His world was crashing down. First, he almost lost his boyfriend. And now, he lost his parents.



"Are you going to try and talk to them?" Marcus asked. "No. That will just make it worse. Once they've made up their minds, that's it." Bradley replied. Marcus, Bradley, Casey, and Jeremy, all sat around the table in Marcus' kitchen. "I wanna know who did this!" Jeremy said loudly, and he pounded his fist on the table. "Is there any way to find out?" Casey asked. "The only thing I know, is that someone called them and told them." Bradley replied. "It could've been a number of people. The whole school knows." Marcus commented. Bradley sighed. "Well, you're welcome to live here. I already asked my dad, and he said yeah in a heartbeat." Marcus said. "Thanks so much."



"No prob." Marcus said. Jeremy's eyes were now on Casey's arm. "How did you get that bruise?" She quickly pulled her sleeve down to cover it. "Uh, just an incident with Cody." She said. "Ugh. He's such a jerk now." Jeremy said. "What do you mean now?" Bradley asked. "Well Cody and I went to the same junior high school together. We were sort of friends." Jeremy replied. "Really?" "Yeah. He wasn't so bad in junior high." "I wonder what made him like this now?" Marcus said. Jeremy shook his head.




That night was full of crying too. But not just from Bradley. From Marcus too. He felt bad for him, and knew that there was nothing he could. Bradley held onto Marcus' chest tightly, as he wept. Bradley had known that people would turn on him for being gay, but he didn’t expect how much it would hurt him. Two of the people he loved and cared for the most had rejected him. His world felt like it was crumbling all around him.
 
Infamous,
You already know how I feel about the situation. You continue to develop the story, and the characters quite powerfully, particularly given your fairly short vignettes.

Thank you.
 
Part 17​



"And that should be it. Now you are officially living here." Mr. Parker said, as he put down his cell phone. "Thanks, again, for everything." Bradley replied. "No problem at all. Stay as long as you need to." Mr. Parker said. He walked out of the living room and went into his room, as Marcus came in. "Hey buddy. How are you doing?" Marcus asked Bradley. "I'm feeling a bit better. I think I just need to do something to get my mind off of all of this." "Well how bout we go see that new horror movie?" Bradley tensed up. "Um, no thanks. I don't really want to see it." Marcus grinned and said "Are you seriously scared?" "Yes! Scary movies just…scare me." Marcus sighed. "Fine. Lets think of something else." "Unless you want to hold my hand again." Bradley said. Marcus wasn't sure whether Bradley was joking or serious. "Uh…no lets just think of something else." "Oh wait! Isn't Tyler having a huge birthday party today?" Bradley replied.



The loud music could be heard down the street. Jeremy, Bradley, and Marcus walked into Tyler's house. "Wow this is a huge house!" Jeremy said. There were tons of people everywhere. "I just wish Casey could've came." Marcus said. Bradley put his arm around Marcus' shoulders. "Look at it this way: You're not tied up, while Casey is away touring Harvard's campus. You're free!"



Bradley and Jeremy danced together. Marcus had went to talk to some girls. "You're a really bad dancer when you're drunk!" Jeremy said, laughing. "Not as bad as you!" Bradley replied. They got closer and kissed. "But you are a good kisser." Jeremy said, as they continued to kiss. Someone tapped Bradley's shoulder. He turned around to see Cody standing there. "Why are you fags here? Go to a gay club or somewhere that you're wanted." Before Bradley could respond, Jeremy pulled him to the side. "Let me talk to him. Go get some drinks." Bradley hesitantly nodded and walked away. Jeremy went up to Cody and whispered something to him. Cody's eyes widened. "Fine. I'll go." He said, and backed away.




"Hey Tyler! Great party!" Bradley said, as grabbed two beers from the ice cooler. Tyler stepped up close to him and said "Look I didn’t invite you. I don’t wanna talk to you anymore. You made me have sex with you, and that's sick. Stop trying to make me gay." Bradley's face showed both anger and shock. "I didn’t make you have sex! You wanted it more then me. And you were already gay before the sex! Remember?" Tyler shook his head. "No. It was all your fault. Now leave, before I have to kick you out, fag boy!" Bradley's eyes started to get misty, as he walked away. He couldn’t find Jeremy. He saw Ronnie, one of his friends from English class, and walked up to him. "Hey, have you seen Jeremy?" Ronnie nodded and said "Yeah man. I saw him go upstairs with Liz." "Do you know why?" Bradley asked. "There's only one reason two people ever go upstairs, at a party. Sex." Ronnie said. Bradley slowly nodded and walked away. He stood at the bottom of the staircase, staring at the top. He opened both beers in his hands and chugged them down, as tears ran down his face.
 
WHY would Jeremy go upstairs to "have sex" with Liz?
Maybe it's not just the two of them?
Maybe it was his way of appeasing Cody - bring a willing babe upstairs then service Cody to keep him at bay?

I don't like the set up. I don't take it at face value.

Tyler is running scared from his sexuality, too.

I'm Sooo confused - my mind is just waking up, and you throw this mind bender at us!

I'll have to wait to see what develops.

Thanks, I think!
:wave:
 
Part 18​



Bradley awoke the next morning, hung over, with a really bad taste in his mouth. He looked around the room he was in. It wasn't familiar. He turned to his left, to find Marcus getting dressed. "Did we…?" Bradley asked. Marcus pulled on his shirt and said "No. We made out, undressed each other, then you puked." Bradley could sense anger in his tone. "Why are you mad?" he asked. "Because, I'm not gay! There's no reason I should be making out with you. And imagine if we had gone farther!" Marcus said loudly, as he laced his shoes. "We were drunk. That's why it happened. That's all there is to it."



Bradley stood in the shower, thinking. They had walked home from Tyler's house. "Jeremy is my boyfriend. I shouldn't be doing anything with any other guy." he thought. Suddenly it hit him. He remembered the talk with Ronnie. Jeremy and Liz had went upstairs together. He turned off the water and got out of the shower. Wrapping a towel around his waist, he walked out of the bathroom and into Marcus' room. Marcus was using his father's bathroom, to shower. Bradley sat on the bed and grabbed his phone off of the bed stand. He had four missed calls from Jeremy. He dialed Jeremy's number. "Hello?" "Hey Jeremy. Where are you?" "I saw you two together." Jeremy said, bluntly. "What?" "I saw you last night, with Marcus. You guys were kissing and pulling each other's clothes off, in one of the bedrooms." Bradley went silent. "Well? What's you excuse?" Jeremy said.




"Nothing happened. We kissed and undressed, then apparently I vomited." Bradley said. "Am I really supposed to believe that?" "You can even ask Marcus! He's the one who told me. I barely remember it." Jeremy went silent this time. "And I saw you going upstairs with Liz! Tell me about that!" Bradley said. "She was tipsy, and need to use the bathroom. Someone had puked all over the downstairs bathroom, so I took her to the upstairs one. What did you think happened?" Jeremy asked. "I thought you guys went upstairs to have sex. Ronnie told me that." "Why would you believe anything Ronnie says?! He's a dumb ass!" Bradley took a deep breath. "Well, what are we going to do? I'm sorry for thinking that you cheated, but I was drunk. And you know I wouldn’t have kissed Marcus if I was sober." Bradley stated. "I don’t know that! You guys have already kissed once before!" "The first time, HE kissed me. And the second time, we were drunk and I thought you had cheated. You know I don’t want to hurt you!" "I know you don’t want to, but you do! And I don’t want to be hurt anymore." Jeremy said. "Please don’t do this right now. I need you. You know how much I'm going through with my parents. Please don’t. I love you!" Jeremy sighed and said "I'm sorry but I'm done. We're over."
 
So, Jeremy has had enough. He's so insecure and on edge about getting hurt because of his parents. It's too bad, because he'll be handicapped in any relationship, always waiting for the shoe to drop.

Meanwhile, Marcus keeps finding himself doing things with Bradley that he makes excuses for - "I'm straight!. I only did what I did because we were drunk."

I have a bridge to sell you with a lovely view of Lake Havasu - oh, I mean, the Thames - you know, the London Bridge . . .

WHEN does Casey head off to the East Coast for school, as opposed to just the pre-visit?

Marcus, Marcus, Marcus, just when are you going to give up that ghost, look in the mirror, and admit to yourself how much you care for Bradley, yes, in THAT way?!

Thanks, Infamous, for another captivating installment.
 
Sorry it's taken me so long to post! Life's been keeping me busy. Hope you enjoy this chapter!


Part 19​



It had been two weeks since the break up. Bradley hadn't talked to Jeremy again since that phone call. "Come on! You need to get up and do something! You've been lying on that couch for days, and everyone at school has been asking if you are still alive!" Marcus told Bradley. "I don’t want to. I want to lay on this couch and be sad." Bradley said. "Look, I understand that you're going through a really rough time, but you have to snap out of this depression. If you fall off the horse, you get right back up and try again." "Yeah, I know. I just feel like I'm alone." Marcus sat on the end of the couch and put his hand on Bradley's arm. "You are not alone. You have me." Bradley smiled, and Marcus smiled back. "Now can you please get up? It's killing me to see you like this all the time." Marcus said. "Fine."



"The pool is so relaxing." Liz said, as she swam. Liz, Casey, Bradley and Marcus, all were in the public pool. "I just don't like all the other people." Bradley said. "Oh stop it! Don't be so pessimistic. Enjoy and relax." Marcus replied. Bradley rolled his eyes and swam towards the steps. "I'm going to go get a drink."



Bradley threw his towel on the chair and walked to the bar. "One coke." he said to the bartender. The bartender handed him the soda can and said "Two dollars". "Bradley checked his pockets. "Oh crap. I left my wallet on the table. Hold on a minute." "I'll pay" a voice said. Bradley turned around to see a guy smiling. "No, it's ok. My wallets just on the table" Bradley said. "No. I'll pay. It's only two dollars anyways." the guy said, as he handed the bartender the money. "Oh ok. Um thanks." Bradley said. He stared at the guy, as he put his money in his pocket. He was cute. He was shirtless and had on swimming trunks. His chest was nice. Bradley was almost mesmerized. "Hello?" the guy said. "Uh what?" Bradley said. He had zoned out, while staring. "I asked what you name was." the guys said smiling. "Oh, sorry. It's Bradley." "I'm Oliver." Oliver said, and he put his hand out. Bradley shook it.




"What did you talk about with that cute guy?" Liz asked, as Bradley got back into the pool. "Nothing much. Just small talk." Bradley replied. "Was he gay?" Casey asked. "I think so. I got a strong vibe from him, but I'm not certain. I was about to ask for his number, but that's when his phone rang and he had to leave." "That stinks. Maybe you guys will meet again." Marcus said. "I doubt it. I mean, what are the chances of that happening?"
 
Are we becoming a bit "Dickensian"? Throwing us a "Twist"?
(Oliver Twist?!)
I know, I know - Punny.

I'm glad Marcus got him off the couch and back to school - you don't want to screw up your education, even when you are hurting. It's too easy to get off cycle enough that you can't catch back up.

Summer School or repeating the year suck.

So, what ARE the chances they will meet up, again?
I get the feeling the chances are pretty good, lol.
 
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