The Gus Diaries

Part 95

Confession
 

“It was Matt.”

Those three words were ringing in my head like some mournful death knell.

As we were still sitting on the same side of the booth in the diner, Jeff leaned toward me and took my hand. I was tempted to pull it away but didn’t.

“It was just a few kisses, soon after he started dating Miss Ra-ra on the cheerleading squad, and that was the end of it. We’ve remained friends ever since.”

I was confused and jealous and damn worried. “Why didn’t you ever tell me? All this time we’ve been hanging out with Matt and I feel like....” I didn’t know how to continue.

“I know I should have told you, but it seemed that Matt wanted to permanently play for the breeders’ team so it didn’t matter.” Jeff kissed me gently on the cheek. “He was never more than my first kiss. I wasn’t even sure he remembered it until today. He hasn’t mentioned it since our last kiss and neither have I.”

“So why the fuck didn’t you ever tell me?” I pulled my hand back. Betrayal kept looming in my thoughts. “Do you still have feelings for him? You have this secret the two of you share. Damn!”

Jeff sat up straighter. “No fucking way!” He took a deep breath. “But I think he has feelings for you -- at least that’s what he just told me.”

“What? I swear I never did anything to--”

Jeff cut me off. “I know. He told me you two were hanging out, drinking, getting high, and watching a movie.” Lowering his head, Jeff continued, “He also mentioned you talked about me incessantly.”

“I missed you so much. All I kept imagining was you meeting some hot college guy and hooking up... or feeling tied down by the high school boy back home.”

“If it makes you feel any better, all I kept seeing was you. Whenever I spotted anyone who might be gay, and there were definitely a few in the mix at orientation, I’d compare them to you.”

“And?”

“None of them stood a chance.” He took my hands in his firmly. “I fucking love you.”

I kissed him, prying open his mouth, pressing inside insistently. Feeling his arms wrap around my back and pull me in closer was amazing. This is what I had hoped would happen when he returned from CMU.

“Hey, you two, the tables are for eating not making out.” Kiki chuckled as she stood at the end of the booth, cracking her gum. It was eerie how much she was like Grandma Deb.

We broke apart and smiled, lips swollen. Jeff looked up at the hovering waitress. “Message received. Don’t you have a few tables to attend to?”

She grinned. “Are you going to restrain yourself and keep this restaurant’s rating PG?”

“Has it ever been?”

“Okay, I’ll leave you both alone, but if you want to fuck, go somewhere else.”

Jeff snorted. “That’s a promise.”

Jeff got us dinner and he told me about CMU, all the programs, the tough head coach of the basketball team, and about his assigned classes. He’d seen the dorm rooms and couldn’t wait to show them to me after he started school the following week.

It was a pleasant conversation, but we knew there was more to get into when we were alone -- about Matt.

 

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
 

We arrived at Britin a couple of hours later.

Dad and Pop were huddled together on a sofa watching TV. They turned it off the minute we entered the room.

“Hey, Sonny Boy, how was dinner at the exquisite Liberty Diner?”

I laughed. “Same as always.”

“So you’ll have to shower off the grease later.”

I nodded and sat down on the love seat. Jeff sat next to me and immediately put his arm around me.

Pop looked directly at me. “Did you two talk?”

Grimacing, I answered. “He knows all about what happened with Matt. He also told me a bit more about himself I didn’t know.”

Pop tilted his head, obviously not following.

“It seems Matt has played for our team in the past.”

Dad raised an eyebrow. “How did you find out this new and somewhat interesting tidbit?”

I looked at Jeff as he immediately responded, “It was me. Matt and I made out a little when I first realized I was gay.” He gazed at my dads nervously. “We never did more than kiss, but....”

Pop stood up and poured himself a shot of Chivas and brought one over to Dad. “Do you think he might have some interest in Gus?”

“Hey, I’m in the room.”

Jeff put his arm around me and squeezed my shoulder. “When Matt told me what happened -- you see, he met up with me before Gus got to the diner -- I asked him the same question.”

After downing the scotch, Pop placed his hands on his hips. “And?”

“Matt admitted that if Gus hadn’t been so out of it, he might have tried something.”

I glared at Jeff. “Why didn’t you tell me he said that?”

“I didn’t know how and I was still pissed at him.”

Dad pulled Pop down to sit next to him. “I can’t believe that I’m asking this question... it must be Justin’s influence... how do you feel about what you just learned?”

“Nauseous.”

Dad snorted and Pop smirked.

“That’s a relief.” Jeff kissed me on the neck and nuzzled it just enough to get my cock to react.

“None of that in front of the parental units, Sonny Boy.”

Pop poked Dad in the ribs. “Since when are you opposed to doing anything in public?”

“When our son is one of the participants.”

Pop tucked his legs under himself and curled up next to Dad on the sofa. I noted Dad’s arm automatically wrapping around Pop, drawing him in even closer. “What’s the plan for your birthday?”

I appreciated the change in subject despite having no answer.

Jeff started curling the ends of my hair in between his fingers. “Shit! We never did get around to talking about it.”

“I guess we didn’t get a chance. Too much other stuff on our minds.”

“What do you want to do?”

I shrugged my shoulders. Jeff was about to leave for college in a few days, and somehow my birthday didn’t seem like a time to celebrate.

“Wait a minute, I have an idea, if your dads will go for it.”

All attention was on Jeff and I could see his cheeks reddening.

“Pray tell, Mr. Martin, what’s your brilliant idea for our son’s big day?” Dad stuck his tongue in his cheek and I rolled my eyes. Sometimes he can be so cheesy.

“When I met my roommate, he told me he was planning to go home every weekend right from the start. He has a girlfriend and a job in Harrisburg, both of which he’s committed to keeping.”

Jeff paused, looking at each of us, but rested his eyes on me. “Gus, if you’re willing, I’d love to spend the weekend with you at CMU. There’s no limit on guests as long as it doesn’t bother the roommates.” He waited, his entire expression poised hopefully. “Will you? We’ll have an amazing time.”

Pop crossed his arms over his chest and leaned into Dad’s chest. “What do you think, Brian? Can we trust our son with Jeff for the weekend?”

“I certainly hope not. Otherwise, why bother going.” Dad snorted and I could feel the blush in my cheeks rising, matching Jeff’s.

“Is it okay? Can Gus come and visit -- or did you have something special planned?”

Dad kissed the top of Pop’s head and started running his fingers through his shaggy hair. If they weren’t my dads, it might have looked hot. “We decided to let Gus plan his own birthday this year. If this is what he wants, this is what he’ll get.”

Pop chimed in, “Of course, we’ll take him out to dinner when he returns, but the weekend belongs to both of you, if that’s what you’d like to do.”

I practically vaulted off the love seat and gave both dads a huge hug and a kiss. “Thank you, this is definitely what I’d love to do next weekend.”

Dad patted my shoulder. “Then that’ll be the plan. You don’t mind if we do something with you when you return?”

“No, that would be great!”

Saying goodnight to my dads, Jeff and I ran upstairs to plan my birthday weekend. We got distracted a few times but tried to stick to the task at hand.

When we crawled into bed, all I wanted was to have Jeff touch me -- anywhere, everywhere. He apparently wanted to continue talking first.

“Gus, are you at all attracted to Matt? I mean, if he’d tried something--”

I cut Jeff off with a kiss. “I’d have known it wasn’t you and would have stopped him.” It wasn’t worth telling him that Matt can look hot if I wasn’t going to act on it.

Running my fingers down Jeff’s arm, I felt him shiver. “Good.” He rolled me over, lying on top of me. My cock was wet, needing the attention only he could give. “Now I’ll show you how much I missed you.”

“You leave in two days.”

“But I’ll never leave you.” He kissed me hungrily, sharing our taste as he began to rut against me. “I’ll make sure you remember me until we’re together next weekend.”

My head fell back onto the pillow as he grabbed for the condom and lube. “Fuck!”

He definitely showed me how much he loved me from the inside and out.
 

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