All Parts of Him Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

All Parts of Him Ch. 01

... his head, "I got off early, me and guys thought we might play some games with you, so we came over. Your dad didn't feel very good after dinner, so your parents skipped the movie and came straight home and they let us in as soon as they got here." He paused to look back at the house, pointing to it, "I went upstairs to use the bathroom," he decided to leave out the part where he observed their gay sex, "...and that's when I heard Marco yelling."

Stevey, looked around, unsure of what to say next. He wiped another tear from his eye, "You should have just minded your own business."

Robert took a half step backward, cocking his head slightly. "What?" he couldn't believe his ears. "Steven, Marco was about to beat the living shit out of you, I stopped him! I thought that's what you wanted!"

"What I wanted..." he squeezed his eyes shut, and more tears fell from his cheeks. His lips quivered momentarily. "What I didn't think would happen tonight, is being disowned by my family."

Drawing in a quick breath, like being punctured with a needle, Robert's jaw dropped. Everything had happened so fast, and it had all become a blur. His friend's life changed in an instant.

"What the hell, Stevey?" The three men said as they approached. "Are you gay?"

Silence. Steven's eyes dropped, peering down at the ground as though he might lose concentration and make himself disappear.

Robert was petrified. Steven didn't deny his part in the situation, and now there was no ...

... justification for him. Steven liked men. He couldn't understand why he wouldn't deny it. Why not just save yourself all this trouble and at least pretend, why let people judge you?

"Dude, we changed in the gym next to you, did you ever think about us like that?" The Latino guy grimaced at the thought.

Steven shook his head, very slowly, his lower lip quivered, and he clenched his jaw.

"You fuckin freak, we trusted you!" the Asian guy growled.

The men stepped closer.

Robert shoved the guys aside, "Leave him alone!"

"What the fuck, dude?" one of them spat.

"It's over, it's done! Just leave him alone," Robert said, getting between them and his friend. He turned to wrap his arm around the blonde boy's shoulder and together, they started away in the night, leaving the group of men in the darkness.

* * *

They hadn't left the poor side of town yet, but the row houses, like the one they left behind, made way for denser apartment blocks made from slightly larger houses of brick and mortar. Decades ago, these structures had been split into tiny studio apartments barely larger than a closet space and were rented out by people struggling to get by. This was where Robert lived, on the third floor.

The studio was dark, there was a full-size bed in one corner, and just feet away was a large chest of drawers against the wall with the windows. There was room for a tiny kitchenette which consisted of a sink, a mini-fridge, a small countertop, a two-burner electric range, and ...