Connor and Jude Part Three
The usual disclaimers apply. I do not own The Fosters storyline and characters. This story is a complete work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person living, dead or yet to be born, along with any events that have occurred in the past, present or will occur in the future is purely consequential. Sections of this story will contain passages that depict gay sex.
The following story is told in first person by Connor Stevens about his boyfriend Jude Adams-Foster.
That night with my Dad after Callie's adoption did a lot to heal our relationship. A lot of things fell into place, when he told me more about his cousin Jason. When they were younger, people assumed they were brothers. For a time, Jason did look up to Dad like an older brother. The first two years Dad was in high school they drifted apart. Then he heard Jason had been caught with another boy, literally with his pants down.
When he got to high school, everyone knew he was gay and he made no effort to hide it. Causing him to become a target of bullying and the humiliation of name calling, being shoved into lockers, tripped in the lunchroom, having his clothes stolen while in gym class. He just endured it or should I say he suffered in silence. His parents did nothing to intervene. Dad tried to protect him, but could not be there all the time.
He had taken his own life by walking into traffic. His parents told everyone he died in an accident, but Dad knew the truth. Probability another reason we don't the family back in New York. So when I told Dad I was gay, it wasn't his disappointment in me, but with himself for failing Jason and the fear he would fail in protecting me.
This had been eating at me somewhat, so the next day over breakfast I asked "Dad when you tried to get me to stop being friends with Jude, you already suspected I was gay didn't you?"
"Yes, that night in the hospital, you just confirmed what I already suspected."
"How did you know I was in love with Jude?"
"Well, this goes against everything in the Parent's Handbook." I just knew he was making this up, but I couldn't be completely sure that he wasn't. "Rule number seven is never let your children find out that you know what their tells are."
"What do you mean by my 'tells'?" I exclaimed.
"In poker a 'tell' is the signs someone is making that gives away if they are bluffing or not. When you were younger didn't you ever wonder why I always knew what your nightmares were about? Plus how I knew what you wanted for your birthdays and Christmas without asking?"
I gave him a questioning look "I always thought I must have told you about my nightmares."
"Nope, when you have every vivid dreams or nightmares you talk in you sleep."
"What! I talk in my sleep?" I could feel my face was turning bright red, and thinking oh my God, what else does he know?
"Not all the time, only when your dreams are very intense. And that night you were calling Jude's name out in your sleep and then you had to suddenly go to the bathroom. It wasn't that difficult to figure out something was going on between you two. And besides, you are not the only teenage boy who has ever had a wet dream." giving me a funny grin that says I know all about it.
Later that day I called Mom, and told her I was going to stay in San Diego with Dad. That we had a real heart to heart talk and had worked out everything between us. Because I thought she was disappointed I wasn't going to come the live with her, I told her I would come for a week-long visit so we could spend sometime together. I would miss Jude and even Dad, but I felt it was important to start building a real relationship with my Mom. More than just weekend visits every other month.
Dad was getting more accepting of my sexuality and relationship with Jude. Sometimes he would allow to him spend the night, with some very strict terms and conditions. He had to sleep in the guest room. When in my room we had keep the door wide open. And if I spent the night at Jude's house, for me it was the couch. I could have bunked with Brandon, but he snores.
Freshman in High School
The beginning of the new school year makes me and Jude freshmen in high school. Brandon had graduated, Callie was a senior. Marianna and Jesus are now juniors. Also, Anchor Beach had instituted a new physical education policy. All high school students had to patriciate in a sports program. Because the school didn't have a baseball team, I tried out for soccer and made the team. I was a first string forward and scored a few goals my first year.
Jude wasn't very competitive when it came to sports and he was not interested in any physical contact sports like soccer or wrestling. So he went out for the swim team. He viewed it as a competition just between himself and the clock. The school didn't have an on campus swimming pool. Someone on the school's Board of Directors was on the Board of a private athletic club. The swim team could use their indoor lap pool any time they needed for practice. Plus, I must say he looks SO DAMN HOT in those skin tight Speedo Racing Jammers. He sent me a couple of selfies before his first swim meet. And NO, we do not sext each other. As part of the Aquatics program the team had started some weight training, so by the time he was sixteen his chest started filling out nicely. Which made him look even hotter, at least to me
Daria, Mattie and Taylor remained friends with us. But a couple of my 'so called friends' acted like they didn't want to have anything to do with me after Taylor had outed me and Jude. I looked at it from the viewpoint that is was their loss, not mine. With Jesus being back on the wrestling team after he returned from boarding school, Blake and Jeremy didn't dare try bullying Jude. I kept my GPA up and was on my way to qualify for the National Honor Society. And Jude's grades continued to improve, even in Math. He also won an essay contest in the local newspaper and it had a $1000 U.S. Savings Bond as first prize.
In the Spring Cole organized another Prom Night and was working on making it an annual event for the LGBTQ community. We went and danced, met some new friends and had another wonderful night together. Oh yeah, Cole had a new girlfriend.
Boys Will Be Boys
It was still really warm in late October. Jude had invited me to go on a family camping trip with the rest of the Adams-Foster clan. We were going up to Cleveland National Forest. My Dad and Jude's Moms thought it would be ok with us sleeping in the same tent, so long as Jesus and Brandon were there. At the last minute Callie and Marianna backed out. Callie had to help out at Girls United and Marianna had to work the bakery. They had some big event to cater and needed the extra help.
After dinner, the first night there, Jude and I had gone for a walk in the woods for a little "Jonner" time. Nothing really serious, just some making out, hugging, kissing and "other stuff". Mother Nature must be a real romantic, because the crickets were chirping softly, the moonlight shone through the trees, a cool breeze rustling the leaves. We found a small clearing with a fallen tree to use as a bench and the stage was set. We started kissing, next thing we knew our shirts were on the ground. Our hands were all over each. I was thinking about giving Jude a "Love Bite", you know a hickey. But I thought I better not, because I doubted if anyone would have believed it was just an incest bite from a very large mosquito. And I could hear them telling me my new nickname was going to be "skitter."
Afterwards we walked down to the lake hand in hand. Looking around I saw there was no one around. I gave Jude a mischievous grin and suggested, "There's none around, want to go for night swim?"
"We don't have our swimsuits on." he stated, with a puzzled look on his face.
Giving him another mischievous grin and raising an eyebrow "And … your point would be?" I just dropped my shorts to the ground and kicked them off along with my shoes.
He was looking around to see if anyone was coming. "Conner… you're going to get us in trouble."
I jumped in the lake wearing just my underwear "Come on in the water is great. We won't get caught, we are the only ones at the campsite." It was true, we were the only ones at our campsite. Most of the other campers at the park this time of year were senior citizens. Almost all of them were staying in the RV section of the camp grounds.
Jude nervously looked around dropping his shirt. He turned his back to me to undo his shorts before letting fall to his ankles. I just realized I have never seen Jude in his underwear. He has seen me in my underwear lots of times, you know coming out of the bathroom to get ready for bed when he stayed at my house. Sleeping over at my house or at his house, he would always go into the bathroom and lock the door to change. I never really thought much about it until now. I guess his shyness was from the lack of privacy back when he was a foster kid.
After stepping out of his shorts, he shyly turned around using both hands to cover his crotch. I never liked calling a guy's private parts 'junk'. His white boxer briefs were shining in the moonlight. He just looked so damn cute as he waded out into the water still covering himself. I could not help giving him a silly grin. We started splashing each other and laughing. We then swam for a while. Then started horsing around in the water again. Next thing I knew we started kissing. I pulled him close to me. As our nearly nude bodies touched and the sensation was so strong I would have sworn the lake was full of electric ells. I had one arms wrapped around him. The next thing I knew I felt his hand in the middle of my back. Suddenly there was sense of panicwhen to my surprise his other hand was on my butt. Following his queue, I started sliding my hand further down his back. But as soon as I felt the waist band of his underwear I froze, remembering his reaction the time we were making out in his room.
He was taking the lead as he took hold of my hand. The next thing I knew he was guiding it further down his back, right INSIDE the waistband of his underpants. OH MY GOD this is getting really serious and I mean REALLY serious. I pulled back a little so I could look him in the face "Are you sure about this?" His response was to lean in and give me a really passionate kiss.
I thought I was in Heaven, right up to the point when I spotted a flashlight and someone coming towards us. Startled we both froze as Brandan walked up to the shoreline. We separated looking really guilty. "Moms are beginning to wonder were you two are at and what you're doing." Then he noticed the pile of clothes on the shore. "Please tell me you two are not skinny dipping!" We both waded up to the shore, just enough so he could see we were at least wearing our underwear. Giving us a stern look and pointing a finger at us "I don't care what you two are doing, but Moms are going to be pissed if you get caught by the park rangers. You better get dressed and head back before Moms come looking for you two." He turned and started heading back up the path to the campsite.
The lake water was warm, but when we got out the night air had gotten chilly. Even after getting dressed, we were both shivering by the time we got back to the campsite. Fortunately Jude's Moms were in their tent. So, we both grabbed our sweats and headed toward the showers to get warmed up. I thought about asking Jude if he wanted to take a shower TOGETHER. But after being caught by my Dad making out and Brandon walking up on us in the lake as we were heading toward second base, I guess it wasn't a good idea. Anyway the shower stalls at the park are only big enough for one person.
When we got back from the showers, we settled down by the campfire, with his Moms and brothers. They were making s'mores. The fire was crackling, the heat from it was very warming. I just watched the smoke drift upwards to the stars. Jude settled in my lap as a coyote howled in the distance. I wanted to kiss him so bad, but not there in front of everyone. Jesus kept giving us both suspicious looks for the rest of the night. I didn't care, I was having one of the most amazing nights of my life with my boyfriend. Later, we settled into in our separate sleeping bags. We laid facing each other in the soft light from the lantern. Both of us had silly smiles on our faces and we fell asleep holding hands.
The next day we decided to play it cool so we didn't wonder off very far and not for very long. The rest of the weekend was great fun but uneventful from a romance point of view.
The Talk Part Two
After we got back from the camping trip the next afternoon, Stef, Office Adams-Foster, had gotten off duty and came home. Jude and I were in the kitchen and she called us into the living room. "Come in boys and have a seat." As we were getting settled on the sofa, "Jude I know Mama had a talk with you. And Connor I hope your Dad had the same talk with you too."
Jude and I exchanged glances, "Mom…" Jude was about to get up to leave.
"Just hold it a minute you two, I believe you when you said you and Connor weren't having …"
"Mom!" Jude exclaimed, cutting Stef off and me sitting there with my mouth hanging open.
"Just calm down Jude…" she pulled up an ottoman and sat down facing us. At his point she calmly went into a detailed explanation of just what age of consent is in the state of California and exactly what it meant legally. Plus the point was not lost on me that she did this in her police uniform including badge and a loaded side arm. She finished up without letting us get a word in "I know young love can adversely affect the use of good judgement. I just want you two to be safe."
"Good talk boys." She left us sitting there looking at each other dumbfounded as she went upstairs to change.
All I could say is "Where did that come from?" I am not sure who had the redder face, me or Jude. "Do you think Brandon said something to your Moms about us at the lake?"
"I don't think so, otherwise we would have been having this 'talk' at the camp ground. And I'm sure your Dad would have said something to you last night."
Sophomore Year
We had survived our freshman year at Anchor Beach. We both worked hard on our academics. I continued to advance in Math. I was taking Trigonometry and Pre-Calculus. Coach had moved me up to the striker position on the soccer team. We were on our way to the play offs in the Spring.
Jude was becoming an accomplished writer. One of his pastimes was to publish stories on Fan about his two favorite television shows, Glee and Teen Wolf. He had a bunch of followers and quite a few really good reviews. He would incorprate himself and me in the plot. Also, on the swim team he had the fastest time for the backstroke.
The only thing as our studies and sports got more intense we were having hard time making time for each. If my soccer games didn't overlap with his swim meets, I always went to see him compete, unless the meet was out of town. Our 'Jonner' time was in short supply, but we made every minute count when were together.
Life was good, school was going great and I wish I could tell you that we lived happily ever after. However that would not be the case.