The Wish - Part 3
"Chris? No way," Daphne said after Justin finished telling her about the hand job he gave the football player as they laid on Justin's bed.
"Then don't believe me," Justin replied.
"What about Caleb? Aren't you like dating him?"
"So? Me and Chris. That's nothing serious. That's just fucking."
Daphne chuckled, "Oh, and I thought it was detention."
Their laughter was interrupted by Justin's mother.
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Justin ran up the stairs. Barely catching his breath he knocked on Caleb's door. As soon as the door opened he dashed through it.
"Justin, what's wrong?" Caleb asked, turning to his frantic lover.
"She knows," Justin finally stopped pacing and looked at him. "My mom knows."
Even from a distance Caleb could tell that Justin was trembling. He sighed, walked over to the younger man, and wrapped his arms around him. Justin exhaled, clinging to the other man as if he could make it all go away.
Caleb kept running his arm up and down Justin's back, trying to calm him down.
"It's going to be ok," he finally said.
Justin pulled away from him. "How can you say that?!" Justin looked at him in disbelief. "She KNOWS!"
"It's not the end of the world."
"No. Just my life," he flopped down on the couch.
"Don't you think you're exaggerating?" Caleb sat next to him, putting his hand on Justin's thigh.
"You don't understand. She'll tell my dad. And...I...FUCK!" Justin stood up, pacing once again.
"Hey," Caleb got up grabbing his hand.
Justin stopped and looked at him.
"Look at it this way...now you don't have to tell her," Caleb smiled.
Justin didn't seem to find anything good in that, but the soothing sound of Caleb's soft voice did the job calming him down. He pulled Caleb closer and kissed him. He wanted to forget about his mother right now. Feeling his own cock stirring in his jeans, he looked down at Caleb's. His was in the same state of alert. Justin squeezed Caleb's cock causing a gasp to escape the other man's lips.
~~~
Justin rolled on his side and looked at the clock. "Shit!" It was late.
"What are you going to do?" Caleb asked.
Justin flopped back down on the pillow, "I don't know. Pretend that nothing happened? I don't know." He sighed. "She said she wouldn't tell my dad."
"It's going to be ok," Caleb said for the umpteenth time, trying to convince Justin.
"I don't wanna go home."
"You could stay here tonight," Caleb said, "Although I think it would only make things worse."
"It can't get any worse," Justin said, although he sat up and started to pull his jeans back on.
~~~
When he got home he realized that his mother had kept her promise. His father had no idea. He told them he was at Daphne's and then went upstairs and locked himself in his room.
~~~
Justin saw Caleb and Kevin sitting in the corner. Smiling, he came up to them. Leaning in Caleb's ear he said, "Take your shirt off, you get a free drink." Caleb turned to him and put his arms around Justin’s waist.
"What do you get for taking your pants off?" Kevin growled, earning a look from Caleb.
"So, how are things with your mom?" he asked, returning his attention to the blonde in his arms.
"She's pathetic. She took me to a fucking waste of time therapist."
"She just wants you to talk to her."
"Well, I want her to leave me alone. What did your parents do when they found out that you were...you know...gay?"
Kevin snorted out a laugh, earning another glare from his best friend.
"What?" Justin asked.
"Well, my dad couldn't have cared less."
"And your mom?"
"Two words...selective memory," Kevin butted in.
Justin looked at both of them confused.
"She blocked that particular conversation out of her mind," Caleb explained.
"Oh," was all that came out of Justin's mouth.
"Well, I'm gonna get us drinks," Caleb said getting up. "Beer?" he asked Justin who nodded in reply.
Justin watched Caleb walk away when he noticed a man in a grey sweater sitting at the bar. He couldn't see his face but something about the man drew Justin to him. He was about to walk toward the bar when he saw Daphne running through the door.
"Daph?"
"Please, don't kill me. It's not my fault," she said making her way closer to him.
"What's not your fault?" he asked confused.
"My mom answered. She said you weren't there. I didn't know what to do."
"I don't know what you're talking about." When he looked up he saw his mother in the entrance. "Fuck me! What's she doing here?"
"That's what I'm trying to tell you. I said you were here," Daphne said.
But Justin didn't hear what his friend was saying. His mind was screaming, "Mom's here! Mom's here!" He started to back away, not really sure where he was going. He just wanted to be as far away from his mother as possible. When his eyes met hers, he turned around and ran toward the bathroom, ignoring his mother calling his name.
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"Justin?"
Justin looked up to see Caleb in front of him, "What are you doing in here?"
"Mom," was all Justin said. When Caleb just looked at him puzzled, he added, "My mom is here."
"That woman out there with blonde hair..."
"My mom," Justin nodded.
"Oh, shit," Caleb ran his fingers through is hair.
"I gotta get out of here," Justin said.
Caleb looked around, trying to come up with an idea. "The window," he pointed towards the window on the opposite side. He helped Justin crawl out of the window. Then, passing by Justin's mother, he headed toward the table where Kevin was still sitting, grabbed Justin's shirt, and ran out of the bar.
~~~
Brian was in bed smoking, happy to have gotten rid of tonight's trick. The guy was hot, but in bed he wasn't all that good. His thoughts were back on the same blonde he kept seeing in his head. Who was he was the question that bugged the hell out of him.
"I need you," Brian heard the blonde say to him.
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