The Wish - Part 5
Justin found Caleb, Nick, and Kevin sitting in a coffee shop. He gave his boyfriend a quick kiss and then took a seat next to him.
“Guess what I got,” he smiled.
“What?” Caleb asked.
Justin looked around to make sure nobody was looking, then slowly pulled his shirt up to reveal a ring in his newly pierced nipple.
Caleb stared at it, a smile spreading across his face.
“Christ, what is it with queers these days? They think that if they make a hole in their body somehow it will get them laid,” Kevin ranted.
Both Nicholas and Caleb rolled their eyes at him. Caleb leaned in closer to Justin, “Does it still hurt?”
“Not really.”
“So…uhm…can you do…stuff?” he whispered seductively.
Justin grinned at him. Ignoring a loud groan from Kevin and a huge smile on Nick’s face the couple left the shop and headed to Caleb’s place.
“You were saying,” Nick turned to Kevin after the two left.
~~~
He turned his mind to the blonde twink that has been stalking his thoughts for months now. The guy was beautiful. His blonde hair, blue eyes, perfectly shaped bubble butt. A wet dream. That’s exactly what he was.
Brian closed his eyes as he moved his hand down his body to his already hard cock. Slowly he started to stroke it.
He imagined the blonde here, on this bed. His skin taking on otherworldly appearance under the blue lights. He could feel his own cock inside the other man. He was thrusting into him. Their bodies moving together as one. He could almost taste the sweat of the blonde on his tongue as he kissed down his shoulders and back; could see the blonde twisting the sheets in his hand as he panted. Then their fingers intertwined as they both came together.
Brian found release as the blonde shouted out his name as he climaxed.
~~~
“Where is Justin?” Craig asked Jennifer as he walked into the kitchen.
“What?” she looked up at him.
“I asked where Justin is. It’s after ten and he’s still not home. What is he doing out so late?”
“He’s seventeen, Craig. What do you think he’s doing out so late? He’s with his friends.” It wasn’t a complete lie, she thought.
“What friends? Daphne?”
“Sure.”
“Well, he should be home.” Before Jennifer could say anything he picked up the phone and started dialing.
“Craig, who are you calling?” But he ignored her.
He heard the phone ring a couple of times and then a stranger answered it.
“Who is this?” Craig asked angrily.
“This is Caleb. Who’s this?”
“Who the hell are you and why are you answering my son’s phone?”
Instead of hearing an answer Craig heard, “Baby, who is it?” It was Justin’s voice.
Craig didn’t hear anything else. The line went dead.
~~~
Justin stood there frozen. After Caleb told him that his father was on the phone his first reflex was to grab the phone and turn it off.
“I’m sorry,” Caleb said putting a hand on his shoulder.
Justin looked at him, “It’s not your fault. I told you to answer it.”
“Come here,” Caleb wrapped his arms around his lover, hugging him closer.
~~~
When Justin got home that night he found his parents sitting in the kitchen waiting for him. He looked like he was about to face a firing squad.
“Who is Caleb?” Craig asked him.
Justin looked at his mother wondering if she said anything to his father. Then turned his attention back to his father.
“A friend.”
“Why is it that I’ve never heard of him before?”
“It’s not like you know any of my friends, dad,” Justin snapped at him.
“Who is Caleb?” Craig asked again, more forcefully. He wasn’t sure he wanted to know, but he still asked.
Justin stared at his father. The look on Craig’s face told him that he knew. “What do you want me to say, dad? Do you want me to tell you a little white lie so that you can pretend that everything’s the way it was when I was ten? Do you want me to tell you that he’s just a friend from school so that you can ignore the gossip and your suspicions? That you can pretend that your son isn’t queer?!” He shouted the last words.
Craig stood up, “That’s enough!”
But Justin was on a roll, “Well, sorry, dad. I can’t do that. Because I am. I. Am. Gay. Is that what you wanted to hear?!” Justin shouted.
“Go to your room, NOW!”
Justin was about to say more, but he felt his mother’s hand on his arm. “Justin, please, just go to your room.” She was pleading with him. He sighed, but did as she asked.
“You knew, didn’t you? You knew about this,” Craig turned to his wife as soon as Justin was out the room.
She looked up at him, “Yes.”
“Why the hell didn’t you tell me?”
“Because I promised him I wouldn’t.”
“Oh, that’s great, Jen. Just great,” he began pacing again.
~~~
“Oh, my God,” Daphne said when she saw his broken lip and his chin covered in blood.
“It looks worse than it is,” Justin said as she helped him with his books.
“I heard what happened,” she looked at him with concern.
“It’s no big deal, Daph.”
“No big deal? You got into a fight. YOU in a fight.”
They walked through the parking lot and got into her car.
“So. I know how to defend myself.”
She gave him a look that said, ‘yeah, right’.
“I’ve had all that practice with you,” he smiled.
“This wasn’t one of our pretend fights. You got into a fight with Chris Hobbs. I mean, what the hell were you thinking?” She asked while pulling out of the parking spot.
~~~
Justin was lying on the bed when Caleb came back with two bottles of beer.
“How did your dad find out about the fight?” Caleb asked. Justin told him what happened at the house earlier today, conveniently leaving out the part about his father slapping him.
“Apparently my principal called.” Justin put the beer down and looked at the man lying next to him, “Do you think I was flaunting myself?”
“No. You had every right to do what you did,” Caleb replied without a second thought.
“Yeah, well, my dad doesn’t think so.”
“Your dad doesn’t know shit.”
“He wants to send me to military school,” Justin said.
“Are you serious?” Caleb asked with a concerned look on his face.
Justin smiled at him, “Don’t worry. There’s no chance in hell I’m going.” Caleb sighed and flopped back down on his pillow. “Although,” Justin continued, “I think it would be kinda hot.” He chuckled. “All those guys in uniforms.”
“That’s why you like going to St. James. I get it now,” Caleb joked as they both laughed.
~~~
Justin and Caleb stood outside Caleb’s building waiting for Kevin and Nicholas who had gone to get the car. Taking advantage of a moment alone they started making out.
“Get your hands off of him, you pervert,” they suddenly heard as someone pushed Caleb so hard that the young man fell down.
Justin’s eyes grew wide when he realized who the attacker was. “DAD! What are you doing?”
Craig launched himself at Caleb who was still on the ground.
“STOP IT! Dad, stop it!” Justin yelled, putting himself between his father and his lover.
But instead of backing off Craig pushed him again. Justin pushed him back, trying to get him away from Caleb. The next thing he knew he was on the ground as well trying to wipe away the blood flowing from his nose.
Realization of what he just did dawned on Craig who finally took a step back, staring down at his son.
“You’re going home with me, NOW!” Craig hissed.
Justin took a deep breath in, then looked at Caleb, who was now by his side. “No.”
Caleb helped him get up.
“That’s it, Justin. That is it. You come home with me now or you’re never coming home again.”
Justin tried hard to keep the tears that threatened to come pouring out from both physical and emotional pain. “Never again.”
Craig stared at him, stunned.
“Did you hear me? I said, NEVER AGAIN!” Justin shouted, his emotions betraying him. “Go, get the fuck out of here!” Caleb put his hand on Justin’s arm, but he shrugged it off. As Craig turned to leave, he yelled after him, “I’m never coming home again. Fucking NEVER!”
Caleb put his arms around Justin’s body. He could feel the other man trembling.
Justin watched his father disappear from his view.
He finally turned around to see Kevin and Nicholas standing behind them.
~~~
Justin closed the bathroom door behind him and stared at himself in the mirror. In a matter of minutes his life went from great to completely unbearable.
He turned on the faucet and washed his face. When he was done he turned the water off and used a towel to dry himself off.
He could hear the other three men talking in hushed voices in the living room. He didn’t really want to know what they were saying, but the walls were so thin, he could hear everything.
“You have to let him go, Caleb,” Kevin said.
“What do you mean, let him go? His father threw him out.” Caleb couldn’t believe what his best friend was saying.
“That’s not your problem.”
“The hell it’s not. He’s my lover.”
“Your lover?! You barely know him,” Kevin said angrily.
“You don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.”
“Boys, boys, stop it,” Nicholas said. “There’s no need to get hasty here.”
“You know what? Do whatever the fuck you want, but don’t run to me the next time some guy takes your heart and stomps all over it. Got it?!” Kevin shouted.
“Fuck you!” Caleb yelled back at him.
Justin heard the door slam, then Nicholas saying good-bye to Caleb and leaving. Justin looked up at himself in the mirror again. Sighed. Then decided to finally get out and face the problem.
Caleb was sitting on the couch, staring at a spot on the wall. Justin could tell he was fuming.
“I’m gonna go,” Justin said.
“Where?” Caleb turned to him.
“I don’t know. Daphne’s for tonight. Then we’ll see.”
“You can stay here. I’m sure my bed is a lot more comfortable then a sleeping bag on a floor,” Caleb stood up and walked over to him.
“Look, Cale, I don’t want to cause any problems here,” Justin said, taking a step back from him.
“You’re not.”
“You just had a fight with Kevin because of me.”
“It wasn’t because of you. It was because Kevin’s an asshole.”
“Cale…”
“Don’t listen to what he says,” Caleb pleaded with him.
Justin ran his hand down Caleb’s face, then leaned in and kissed him softly, “I should go.”
But Caleb grabbed his arm, “Don’t.”
Justin searched his face for a sign, an answer to what he should do. He didn’t find any. He just knew that Caleb wanted him here tonight. He let his lover lead him into the bedroom.
~~~
It was almost five o’clock. Classes have been over for hours and Justin still had no idea what to do. He couldn’t stay with Caleb and going home would mean swallowing his pride and begging his father to forgive him. He wasn’t sure he’d be able to do that, to live under the same roof as his dad with his homophobia and his beliefs, but he didn’t have any other option. He took the last puff out of his cigarette, then threw it away. Picking up his books, he headed home.
When he got there, he and his parents sat down in the living room and his father informed him of the new ‘rules’ of the house. Justin felt like he’d been cut open. Anything that made him the man he was had been cut out, leaving him hollow and empty. He had compromised his ideals and beliefs. He felt suffocated, like a tiger in a cage.
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