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  1. The next day was my big day; ‘release day', they called it, but it was Freedom Day for me. Freedom from the hospital, at any rate. The cute male nurse came in and helped me into the baggy jeans and a shirt that Sara had gotten me. We had to cut the left leg off the jeans so I could get them on easier, but man it felt good to be in real clothes again. Later that morning Chip, Dad, and Sarah showed up with someone I didn't know. "Jonah," Chip began, "This is Dr. Brewer, Dr. Tom Brewer.
  2. We dashed down the hallway, Lori pushing me, apparently the first time she'd ever pushed a wheelchair, judging by the nurse she nearly mowed down. We arrived at Dex's room, Lori slowing down just enough to get me through the door without sending me back to ICU. Dex was finally fully awake long enough to smile weakly, and I grinned back at him from ear to ear. Ms. McGee came in and told us they had given him some more medication to help him come around. She'd called Doc and he was on hi
  3. "Jonah, Mom's family, her Dad, was quite well off. Grandpa Tucker didn't want to just leave all his money and property to his kids, but the law in Tennessee and most places as I understand it, will usually only let a person skip one generation, to make a long story short, he left it to his grandchildren, us, in a trust. We can't touch any part of it till we finish college or reach the age of twenty-five." "Well, that explains why Mom and Dad let you do this modeling thing till you're t
  4. I was somewhere else for a while. I remember flashes of light then darkness. I remember thinking I heard my Mom's voice. I couldn't tell where it was coming from, like it was all around me. I couldn't make out all of what she was saying, but I heard her say my name and Sarah and Chip. It was a comforting tone like when I was a kid and had scraped a knee or elbow, or when bigger kids had been picking on me. But why was she talking about Uncle Chip? I heard music. What is that? I know
  5. The next morning Dad knocked on my door at 6:30. "Your breakfast will be at the foot of the stairs in thirty. Be dressed and ready to go at 7:30. I'll drop you at school." This was such bullshit. What had I done? I told him I was gay. My sin was falling in love with a wonderful guy and having sex with him. Okay, a sixteen year old having sex may not be exactly the norm, but it's definitely not unheard of either. I wonder what the reaction would have been if I had been caught in bed w
  6. The word ‘panic’ takes on a whole new definition here. The moment I heard that horrible voice, I jumped up. Sky jumped and actually fell off the bed. Any other time, it probably would have been funny as hell. At this moment, I couldn’t even think straight. Panic mode. “OH SHIT!!!” coming from my mouth was the only thing I heard after that awful exclamation in my doorway, and that same voice screaming “MAAHHHMM!!!!” as he ran back down the hallway. Shit, shit, shit, shit. Dammit. “G
  7. The next morning, I awoke spooned up to Sky, and my arm over his chest. I nuzzled in to the back of his neck and kissed it softly. He began to stir. I extended my tongue and softly licked that wonderful spot. He slowly rolled over on to his back and whispered, "That tickles." I took my hand and started caressing his smooth, muscular chest. "Last night was wonderful, you were wonderful," he said softly. It really was wonderful. I don't know about how wonderful I was, but I was
  8. We rode over to Dex's house. We called Lori, and she came over. Sky and I wanted the four of us to go out to get some food, but Dex had a date with Ellen. I decided we'd call Zach and see if he wanted to go. He was thrilled that we called and had asked him to go. Now you've got to understand something about small towns, especially in Alabama. Putting it bluntly, after you go to McD's or Wendy's, Pizza Hut, or whatever, there just ain't much else to do except ride around. In fact tha
  9. The trip home was uneventful. Most of the conversation with Dad and Jessie centered around their honeymoon. Dad had gone all out and had rented a small suite at the Ritz Carlton. They had breakfast at Brennan's, whatever that is, and ate at Emeril's and someplace called Commander's Palace or something like that. They were telling me about the French Quarter and all, but it sort of went in one ear and out the other. Apparently, Jessie spent one whole day in the hotel spa, and went on and on ab
  10. I don't remember much after that kiss. I remember Sky helping me out of the car and back to his room, but honestly, that's it. I woke up the next morning in Sky's bed and he was spooned up behind me with his arm over my chest. I had to pee, bad. I got up slowly, but I was still unsteady. Suddenly, I felt Sky come up behind me, and grab me around the waist and another hand on my shoulder to steady me. I did note that we were both naked. "Are you gonna be sick?" he asked. "No, gotta
  11. That week with Sky was even more special than the week we spent in Gulf Shores. His dad was gone most of the time, leaving us to entertain ourselves. Yeah, there was some pretty damn incredible sex - but it was more. We were really getting to know each other. We talked about our likes and dislikes, our hopes, our dreams, our fears, everything. Some of our best talks were just before falling asleep and waking up again in each other's arms. And yes, he did remember to sing me to sleep at night. We
  12. A wedding in a small town is a social event more than anything else, mainly because there's just not that much else to do. As weddings go in our town, this was a small one - somewhere between fifty to seventy-five family and guests. I knew the few distant cousins I hardly ever saw, and several of Dad's friends and clients. Of course all the people in his office and their families were there. The McGee's were also there as were Lori and her folks, and a few of our other former neighbors. There we
  13. Jonah is a 14 y.o. student who has come to terms with being gay. Being from a small town in bible-belt Alabama he is scared to tell anyone. Just as he admits his secret to himself, he loses the one person he might tell, his mom. A few months later he goes on a trip with his dad to the beach and falls in love with 16 y.o. Skyler. Sky is the perfect boy but lives hours away, also deep in the closet. They maintain their secret long distance affair until it is traumatically discovered.
  14. Thankfully, the rehearsal was done quickly, and the dinner was buffet style. David and a couple of Dad's buddies had sworn to take him out and get him plastered, so he wouldn't be back at the house ‘til late. Sarah was meeting up with a bunch of her old friends who were home from college and would also be late. Yes! There is a God! I was going to get more time alone with Sky. As soon as we got to the house, I took Sky, with his bags in tow, straight to my room. I closed and locked the
  15. Hold me closer tiny dancer Count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen you had a busy day today Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand . . . I had just finished the last chorus and I heard clapping. "That was absolutely beautiful Jonah," Sarah said. I hadn't h
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