All Parts of Him Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

All Parts of Him Ch. 01

... their eyes.

"You sick fuck!" they spat. "Perv!" another one said. The young men filed out of the room after him.

Robby turned around to see Steven who was hunched over, head bowed, arms crossed, and shivering from nerves. He had a blank expression on his face, as though all the life had been drained out of him. "Stevey, you alright?"

He didn't respond. He just shook a little, his eyes glassy. There was a small cut on his forehead and a bead of blood began to form.

More commotion from the hallway; a woman hollering, "Steven what is going on, there was a strange man and-" Both his parents had entered the room, seeing clothes strewn about, and their son standing with only his underwear on. His expression read like a book.

The father, standing there uncomfortably in his plaid shirt and heavy jacket, couldn't bear to look at his own son. He simply cleared his throat and said aloud, "Robby, we uh, we need to have a word with our son."

The black man nodded, noting the father with one hand on his hip, the other rubbing his forehead as a vein throbbed under the skin. The mother had her mouth covered, and she glared at her son with an expression that Robby had never seen before. It could only be described with the message it conveyed: disgust, disappointment, and resentment, all of it emanating from her eyes.

Robert went out of the room and descended the stairs. He realized that Steven was in a heap of trouble. He may have been an adult and earned an income of his ...

... own, but that doesn't mean every family will just accept their son's homosexuality with open arms.

How long has he been hiding this? Robert thought to himself. How many times had he hung out with me, and he was thinking those thoughts? Why did he decide that he wanted to sleep with a man?

In the confusion of the moment, Robert had only thought about protecting his friend from getting hit again, but now his mind was in a frenzy as he stepped out of the house. In the distance, the white man started his car and drove off in a hurry as the young men kicked and threw small rocks at it.

Robert had known Steven most of his life, they both relied on each other for friendship. Eventually, they grew their friend group with the trio of men who stood nearby loudly debating what they had seen in that bedroom. Steven had been the quiet one in the group, endlessly lost in his own thoughts, but he always was ready to share a smile and a laugh. It occurred to Robert that for the last few months, Stevey hadn't been acting his usual self...maybe that's when he started planning to meet a man in his room?

From behind him, the front door slammed shut. Steven was dressed in the same jogging pants, but this time he had a heavy sweater and shoes on. He wiped his eyes as he hastily pushed past Robby.

"Hey, Stevey, are you ok?"

"What do you care?" He spat with a shaky voice. "What were you doing here, anyway? You weren't supposed to be off work for another two hours!"

Robert shook ...