The Gus Diaries

Part 39

Independence Day
 

It’s only been a few days since severing my ties with my mothers and I’ve actually seen Mem twice. She was at Grandma Deb’s for dinner last Sunday night, and she and Jenny came into Red Cape a couple of days ago.

I have to admit that I was very cautious around her but she behaved really fucking well. No backlash. I wondered if she’d had a lobotomy. Jenny told me that Mem realized she’d fucked me over and was trying to make up for shit she caused when I was younger.

“You know, Gus, you can be pretty stupid sometimes.” I hate when she says that.

“Fuck off.”

“Nice comeback. Did you practice that or did it come naturally?”

I just rolled my eyes, “What do you want?”

“Mommy is trying to make up for old shit. She told me that it was about fucking time she included ‘respect’ in how she treated us.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. I don’t totally understand what you did but it sent Mommy a wake-up call. She’s treating me really well, too…at least this week.”

“I’m glad, Jenny.” I gave her shoulder a squeeze. “Did you hear anything from Mom?”

“She called me, but she seemed really…I don’t know…weird.”

“Weird?”

“Like she didn’t know me. When I mentioned you she just said…”

“Said what.” I suddenly felt a shiver run down my spine.

“She said that you were no longer up for discussion under any circumstances because she wasn’t a part of your life.”

“Is that why she wasn’t at Grandma’s on Sunday?”

“Probably. Who the fuck knows?” Jenny started walking away, but then turned and came back to tell me, “She did tell me she was going to spend some time with someone who really cared about her…”

“Well…” I wasn’t sure I should have asked but I couldn’t help it.

“She’s hanging out with her mother.”

“Grandma Peterson? The one who pretends we don’t exist.”

“That’s the one.”

“Shit!”

“Exactly. I think she’s gone off the deep end.”

“You know Jenny, I lived with her once for a couple of weeks when I was four. It was shortly before we moved to Canada.”

“What the fuck was that like?”

“I don’t remember much, but I do remember that a nice lady kept following me around and cleaning everything I touched right after I touched it.”

Then she had the nerve to burst into loud boisterous laughter.

“Hey, what the fuck are you laughing at?” I was getting pretty pissed off.

“Well, either Grandma Peterson was disgusted by kiddy fingerprints, or she was trying to wash away any sign of the gay disease that you might bring into her impeccably hetero household.”

I wapped her on her arm (lightly of course) and we both laughed. She was probably right on both counts and now my mother was hanging out with that witch.

Then the reality hit. My mother didn’t want to be around me. At least I had my dads and Mem hadn’t abandoned me totally. I actually think Mem got it – finally – although it’s still too soon to really tell.

 

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Jeff’s been spending a lot of time with me and my dads but I’ve also noticed he’s been trying to have some private time with MJ. I wasn’t jealous in the least, and I had the feeling Dad knew what this was all about but I have to admit that I was feeling fucking left out for a few days.

Then two nights ago, at the end of dinner, Jeff finally began to open his mouth in front of all of us.

“Thank you, Mr. Kinney.”

“For what?”

“For letting me spend so much time here and…”

“And…” Dad would usually start rolling his eyes but he suddenly seemed to be asking his question with a big dose of patience.

“And for letting me talk things out with you and especially Justin.”

I couldn’t help myself. Sometimes my age gets the better of me. “Well I’ve noticed you talking a lot less to me so I guess someone had to be your new outlet.”

“Hey Newbie.” Jeff leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. “Cool it. I needed to talk something out with a grown up before I actually spoke with anyone else.”

“Care to share or is this still a secret topic?”

“Gus, act your fucking age and let him speak.” Dad was pissed at me for acting like a jealous brat and I knew I deserved it. I lowered my head and didn’t say anything. “Acting like a jealous and callous ass gets you nowhere. I know.”

“Huh?” That got my attention.

MJ snorted. “Everyone has their weakness and let’s just say that both of your fathers have experienced our share of irrational behavior.”

“Care to tell?” I smirked.

“Not right now, but if it comes up another time, maybe.”

I looked at Jeff and Dad and realized I had steamrolled something important. “I’m sorry I acted like an asshole.” I took Jeff’s hands in mine. “Please tell me what’s been going on. I’ve been feeling enough weirdness since all the changes with my mothers; I don’t want to feel that way with you, too.”

Dad sat back and smiled and MJ placed his hand over Dad’s as it rested on the table. Whew, I’d said the right thing.

Jeff began again, “I’ve been thinking a lot about what you just did with your mothers.” He paused and then, “In fact, I’ve been thinking a lot about parents, my parents specifically…for a while now.”

“I figured you’d have to be thinking of your mom.” I almost whispered, not knowing where this was going.

“I’ve been talking to both your dads and your Grandma Jen about my future, too.”

I nodded, not knowing what to say and unsure of where this was all leading. I wasn’t convinced that some of my feelings of sudden insecurity were overreactions yet.

Jeff looked at Dad. “Go on kid, you’re doing just fine.”

Jeff held my hand. “I’m going to talk with your advocate, Lisa. Justin gave me her phone number and explained that I have to do all the actions on my own, otherwise they can be accused of coercion or something.”

“I know.”

“Gus, I thought about all kinds of shit, like maybe having your Grandma Jen be my guardian or your Dad – but that seemed too incestuous.” He shook his head, realizing that he’d jumped two steps ahead and I must have looked pretty fucking confused.

“You see, I’m going to petition the court, if Lisa agrees to help me.”

“She will,” Dad added. “She’s smart and knows when she’s needed.”

“I’m going to petition the court to become emancipated from my birth parents.”

Hearing Jeff call the parents he’d lived with and loved most of his life his birth parents was really sad. Talk about feeling fucking alienated in your own home. I reached out and took Jeff’s hand as I saw him starting to get a bit choked up.

“I’ve asked Tucker to be my guardian. That way he’s not a relative of yours or either of your fathers. Tucker agreed and your Grandma and dads thought that made a lot of sense.”

There was one burning question waiting to be asked and I finally let it out. “Why now? Is this because of what I did?” I didn’t want to be the catalyst for his permanent separation from his parents.

“No newbie.” Jeff stroked my hair gently and swept it off my forehead. “It’s been something I’ve been thinking about since my mom told me she couldn’t talk to me anymore. Since she picked my dad over me.”

I squeezed his hand tighter and knew there was more. “What else?”

“I have to start applying to colleges soon. If I’m emancipated from my parents I’ll have a better chance of getting scholarship funding, because only my income will count.”

“I see.” My thoughts wandered to saying good-bye to Jeff forever in a year, if not sooner.

“I spoke with Justin about some shit he went through when he went to college and his father turned his back on him financially.” This was news to me.

I looked at MJ. “Gus, I had a rough time and made some foolish decisions all to get money to pay for school. I didn’t look into all my options and choose the one that made the most sense until, until it was almost too late.”

I wasn’t sure what that meant but I saw Dad put his arm around MJ and draw him into his chest and hug him. Obviously this was one of those things I didn’t need to know about and probably shouldn’t ask about…yet.

“So what’s your plan, Jeff?”

He touched my cheek. “I think if the court grants my petition I’ll be able to get in Early Decision at my first choice school, with a shit-load of money backing the acceptance. I just have to keep up my grades.”

I nodded and then looked at the floor. My unspoken question was as clear as day and I couldn’t face asking it. When I had the guts to look up I saw all three of them smiling.

“Newbie, I’m a literature fanatic. Always have been. I love Pride and Prejudice.” Jeff chuckled, “I can’t believe my parents didn’t know I was gay. Anyhow, I want to go to Carnegie Mellon.”

I looked at Dad and MJ and they both were smirking and then I looked at Jeff and hoisted myself at him, giving him a passionate kiss.

They all laughed. “I had a feeling you might react that way, Sonny Boy. But this was Jeff’s decision; his life and his story to tell. It had to all come from him.”

I realized all that Jeff had told me, and was really saying, and then thought myself pretty fucking selfish. “Jeff, how are you feeling?”

“Like I’m about to have surgery to cut out a piece of my insides.”

I held him and watched as Dad and MJ left the room. They were holding each other and I think I could see MJ crying silently. I couldn’t help wonder how close all this was to his experiences with his father.

It was time I asked him about the elusive Craig Taylor. While I’d never met him, at least that I know of, he certainly played a huge part in MJ’s life and seemed to still have some sort of hold over him emotionally.

“Jeff, can I take you upstairs to my room?” He nodded and wiped a hand across his eyes.

It was my turn to show Jeff just how much he was loved. We finished clearing away the dinner dishes and then walked upstairs. No words were said.

I closed and locked my bedroom door and we stood just inside while I held Jeff tightly and began to kiss him.

I slowly unbuttoned my shirt and pants and took them off, all the while kissing his face and neck. After I pulled off my underwear and socks, I began to slowly undress Jeff. He somehow knew not to help and was beginning to make beautiful moaning sounds as I sucked on his nipples.

I rubbed his cock gently a few times. Both of us were already getting hard and this wasn’t where I wanted it to end. I guided us to the bed and we both lay down.

This was a night for Jeff, and not a night for toys. I crawled up and down his body placing kisses everywhere. He began to writhe and lift his body searching for his cock to come into contact with my hand or any part of my body.

I climbed on top of him and rubbed our cocks together. By now both of us were moaning. His cock twitched whenever I slowed down and his moan turned to a soft begging for more.

I took out some lube and covered my hand, I stroked us together a couple of times, turned us at angle so we were lying facing each other. I drew my hand through Jeff’s legs and began to circle his hole. He threw his head back. Then I pushed one finger in and he began to beg for more. It didn’t take long for me to put a second finger in and I began to push them in and out.

When I hit Jeff’s prostate he yelled, “Ah, fuck!”

“Are you okay?”

He nodded. “More, please, more.”

I began to rub our hard cocks together with the rhythm of my hand thrusting in and out of his hole and hitting his prostate over and over.

Jeff reached between us and grabbed our cocks. They still had lube on them from earlier and he rubbed them together following my rhythm. I felt him shudder and his ass tighten around my fingers as his hand tightened around our cocks and we both shot virtually simultaneously.

I’m not sure who yelled louder, but all I know is that when I pulled my fingers out of his hole and he removed his hand from our cocks we held each other so tight that it was hard to imagine any space where air could get between us.

After a few minutes of blissfully clinging to one another I pulled back very slightly to look into Jeff’s eyes. “You are so beautiful.”

“You too. Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For loving me, taking care of me, letting me into your life. Some people would be threatened by my involvement with your family.”

“Are you fucking kidding me? If I have anything to do about it, you’ll never get rid of me, or my family. And CMU better accept you otherwise, otherwise…”

“No otherwise, Gus. We won’t let that happen.”

I tucked my head into his neck and held him tight again. Then I whispered in his ear, “I love you and can’t imagine being without you.”

“I know.” Jeff pulled me in tighter, as well.

“My fifteenth birthday is in a few weeks. I’m thinking that may be a good time to…well, you know.”

“If you’re ready by then that sounds amazing, but only if you’re ready.”

“I really do love you.”

Just before we fell asleep all sticky and gooey in each others arms, Jeff whispered, “I’ll be here when you’re ready. I love you, too.”

I somehow knew at that moment that we’d be there for each other in a whole variety of ways. I’d be there when Jeff severed his relationship with his mother and father, just like he was here for me. That thought reminded me of my own mother. It was sad to think that the one person I’d always loved and trusted could be in my life but she didn’t seem to want me anymore. But this was so much bigger. I wouldn’t let Jeff down, I couldn’t.

MJ once told me a story about him and Dad when they were a bit younger. Dad had lost almost all his money and belongings and thought that he had nothing left. MJ told me that he made sure Dad knew that he was Dad’s “everything”.

I want to be Jeff’s “everything”.

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