Chapter Nine

In the evening, fate did rear its ugly head with another visit from Dave's mom. Dave and I were hanging out in the livingroom watching Project Runway on TV. I felt I had watched enough football and it was about time Dave was educated in the finer points of the fashion world. He was not enthusiastic about the idea, but since there was nothing else on and Carol was making dinner and would soon call us, he aquiesed.

A loud frantic knock on the door startles me and I jump up quickly to answer the door. A hauty looking woman stands in front of me on the step and I know from Dave's various descriptions that this woman is his mother.

"Where's David?" she asks and I have to quickly step out of the way or get mowed down by the woman as she barges into our house.

"David get your things together. You're leaving this place." she says as she looks stonily around the place like she has just wondered in a den of iniquity.

"I've told you before, I'm not going anywhere with you!" Dave shouts standing up and quickly shuting off the TV. Her mouth is set in a tight grimace. She had seen what we had been watching and I can just imagine her jumping to the conclusion that I am indoctrinating him with gayness.

"You will want to go with me once you have heard my news." she pauses and I am sure it is just for dramatic effect. My gut suddenly cramps up as I fear what she has done before she even says it.

"I have told your friends what a sexual deviant you are. Now that your depravity is out in the open for scrutiny, I'm sure you can see the error of your ways and will come with me to seek help."

I am too stunned by her unbelievable announcement to say a word. Bile raises up in my thoat as I grasp its significance.

Dave just stands there frozen, unable to comprehend what she has just said. "Az? You told my best friend Az?"

"He was the first person I phoned. We had quite a long fruitful chat. He explained to me that it is most likely this boy - " she vaguely waves her hand in my direction, "that has badly influenced you. The faster we can get you out of here, the better!" She simply watches with a cold expression as Dave sinks down heavily on the couch, deathly white, overwelmed by the news.

She continues, "Listen to me David! I have let your friends know what you are even though I have a lot of standing in my church. What do you think they will say when they find out my son is a homosexual? I threw my good reputation away to save you! Now your reputation is destroyed as well. None of your friends will want to have anything to do with you and your perverted desires. We have no future here; I have destroyed it for you. The only way forward is to move from here and into another state and enroll you in an ex-gay programme. You can redeem yourself David. You can become well again and start a normal healthy life away from this place. All you have to do is help me to help you!" David's mother finishes her passionate speech by crouching in front of him and placing her hand on his knee.

"You evil bitch!" I shout loud finally finding my voice.

She stands and stares at me like I am some thing that just slithered out from under a rock. "And you are vile and loathsome little boy, trying to make my son gay! I'm not surprised at the lack of respect to your elders! You are immoral and shameless with no regard for family, traditional values, or God!" She yells right back.

"What the hell is all the shouting!" my dad blusters as he and Carol rush into the room. He takes in the situation looks at the stange woman he sees and demands, "Who the hell are you?!"

"I am David's mother. I demand that you release him into my care! I want to put an end to the unhealthy influence your disgusting family has on my son."

"We are trying to save him from you!" my dad spits back moving himself between me and Dave's mom.

"No wonder he's so confused! Why have you people inserted yourselves into our personal lives?" she asks genuinely perplexed. "We were a normal family until your sexually devient son started to pester my boy."

"Mom! Stop it!" Dave shouts before anyone else can reply. "Kurt is my friend! His only thought has been to protect me and help me. I-"

"Help you! He has done nothing but drag you into his depraved lifestyle. He's a rude, contemptable brat with overindulgent parents!"

"How dare you come into my house and spew such poisonous insults!" My dad shouts. "My son's a good, big hearted boy!"

"He called me an evil bitch. He has no respect for adults."

"Dad! She has outed Dave to all his friends at school to embarrass him enough to go with her to another state." I explain quickly.

Both Carol and my dad look horrified. Carol was the first one to say something. "You're right, Kurt was wrong to say that. He should have added coldhearted and ignorant to his insult of evil bitch!"

"David, get up now. Forget your things they are most likely contamenated by this godless house. I'll get you new clothes! Come with me if you want to be saved." His mom looks to him expectantly.

"The only saving that needs to be done is saving David from you!" I state heatedly. I am shaking with anger at this stupid woman.

"Well David, are you coming?" She moves towards him and extends her arm motioning towards herself.

David shifts,and for a moment, I fear that he will get up and follow her out. It is clear he is unsure as to what to do. I can't imagine what it must be like to decide between the love of your mother and the your own self determination. Having to make a choice must be breaking his heart. I hold my breath, waiting for his decision.

"I'm sorry Mom, I'm staying here." he says softly with such a sad, defeated look, it almost ripped my heart out. How could this woman stand there coldly ignoring his suffering?

"Fine! Share the same fate as your brother!" She grinds out of a twisted mouth. "He didn't listen to reason either and look what happened to him. Our car crash was no accident, it was God's will. He rid the world the world of a sinner. You should have died then too. Your inocent soul would have gone to heaven. Now when you die, you'll end up roasting in hell, just like your depraved brother!"

"That enough!" My dad erupts. "Get the hell out of my house before I call the police!" He manouvers in front of her trying to crowd her back into the hall without actually touching her.

Dave's mother moves to the door but doesn't leave without one last poisonous strike. "You had a chance to accept God's love in your heart and you have turned away from him. I now turn away from you. You are no longer my son!" She storms out the door not looking back.

"That woman certifiably insane!" Carol concludes and she gets no argument from us.

I turn to David worried about what impact her words have on him. What I see does not dispell my fears. He is deathly pale and dry-eyed. He says nothing and simply stares out into space.

"David? David!" He does not respond at all.

"Is that crazy lady gone?" Finn asks cautiously, entering the room. "I decided to stay downstairs until the yelling stopped."

"Yes she's gone!" I answered, annoyed at him. "You should have been up here to be in solidarity with David."

"Sorry! I know, but when I heard what she said downstairs through my ceiling, talking about outing David, I started checking my twitter feeds and facebook. It's bad." Finn paused and looked at Dave. "Hey man, I think you should close down your facebook and twitter accounts. I could do it for you if you give me your password."

I hadn't thought about that aspect, even though I know how badly Dave suffered from bullying through social media the last time. I was so glad Finn was on top of it.

Dave sighs and thinks about it a bit then finally mutters under his breath in a flat tone, " Richard with a capital R, underscore, followed by the number 4, underscore, number 3, capital V, number 3, and capital R."

"Richard_4_3V3R. Got it." Finn replies sadly and walks off to accomplish his task.

Carol sits beside Dave on the couch and pats his knee. "Dinner's ready, sweetie. Do you think you can eat anything?"

"I don't think so Mrs. H. I think I'll wait till later if you don't mind."

"Okay honey, whatever you want."

I decide something has to be done to pull David out of his dangerous emotionless state. "David why don't you come up to my bedroom so we can talk in private?" He doesn't move. "Come David." I say and gently pull on his hand to follow me. Luckily he gives in and slowly follows me up the stairs.

When we reach my bedroom, I close the door while he walks to my bed and lies down. I follow him and stand by the bed looking down at him. He doesn'move over to let me lie beside him so I walk to the other side and lie down. I reach over with my arm and cuddle him. He doesn't stop me, but he also doesn't respond by lifting his arm up to pull me into him.

"Do you want to talk?" I ask tentatively.

"Not really." We lie together silently for a while. Eventually he says,"My life is totally fucked up."

"Yes, it is." I answer, for what else am I going to say.

"Kurt, I don't think I can go on. I just don't have the strength to face tomorrow." He says in a whisper.

"Oh Dave! You must keep going." I urge. "You have to keep positive."

"Positive? All I can see is a black abyss for my future. There is nothing to look forward to. Even if I manage to live through this outing, it's not the end. I will have to out myself everytime I meet new people. I will always be gay first and foremost. I'll be the gay football player, the gay college student, the gay sports agent. I'll never be just plain Dave anymore. My mother was right, I should have died in that car accident. I would have better off and my family would have been better off."

"Your dad wouldn't be better off! I won't be better off! David I can't tell you how much richer my life has been since you have been in it. I have learned so much about myself, and about how to live life. David, the other day I said I would be happy just to be friends with you. I outright lied. It wouldn't have been enough. I have fallen in love with you. Please, for my sake, stay alive!" I plead.

David says nothing but he does turn and look at me. I think I see a little glimmer of hope in his eyes. I quickly clamber over him and lie on top of him. "Let me love you Dave." I whisper. He continues to stare into my eyes and I feel his hands move up and lightly land on my hips. I am not sure if he is thinking of pushing me off gently if I try anything, or encouraging me to do something. I place a light peck on his nose and that seems to go well. I kiss both cheeks, make kissing trails up to his eyes and kiss them when they close. I lightly kiss his face back down to his mouth. It stays closed when I kiss it. I kiss all along jawline, down his neck and back up to his mouth. His lips are still closed. I decide to give him one last kiss and then move to slide off of him. He finally makes his wishes known to me by moving his arms around my body to keep me from moving away and he kisses me back on the mouth, his lips finally responding.

We kiss open mouthed slowly and gently, taking our time. When I introduce my tongue, his is there waiting. We explore each other's mouths thoroughly, and sensitively for a long time. David shifts his leg and our groins meet more intimately. I can feel his erection through my pants. I decide to do some exploring with my mouth and begin by opening his shirt to kiss his lower neck. I kiss each area I expose as I open each button, and so I proceed down his broad chest, soft belly untill I find myself at the border of his jeans. I look up, checking to see if Dave is okay. He is breathing heavy and his eyes are closed. He has said or done nothing to stop me so I decide to go further. I unbutton his waist band and pull down his zipper to let his trapped, hard penis free. I waste no time in sampling him. He is beautiful to behold and tastes wonderful. I soon settle into a rythmn, moving up and down his shaft while fondling his balls. His hard breathing turns into soft moans and although he still will not open his eyes, his hands have moved down to caress my head and his long fingers card through my hair. I work on him for some time, slowly building up the passion and the tension untill he suddenly releases with a deep gutteral sound.

He does something that completely surprises me. With a loud sob, he bursts into tears. I have to scramble back up to his head to comfort him. I take him into my arms and rock him back and forth, cooing in his ear, and telling him it will be okay. I am actually happy he is finally having an emotional reaction, for the dry-eyed deep sadness worried me more.

After a while he stops sobbing; tears continuing to coarse down his cheeks but he is relaxed and holding me in his arms loosely.

"I've lost my mom." David states sadly. "She doesn't love me anymore."

"She does love you. She just can't reconcile her religious beliefs with the truth."

"Loves me? She has a funny way of showing it. First she outs me, then suggests that I'm better off dead and then than disowns me.

"What she did was ignorant and damaging, but mostly to herself. She has walked away from her husband, her only surviving son and her life here in Lima. She will end up suffering more than you. David, you still have your dad who loves you very much. You have me who loves you very much and you have the love of my dad and Carol." I remind him.

David is quiet for a moment. Then he smirks and asks, "What about Finn?"

I laugh happy to see he can joke again, "Especially Finn!"

Dave sighs, "Even so, school tomorrow, is going to be crap to the power of ten."

"With our help you'll survive it and who knows, you might find support in unexpected places."

"Not from Az."

"No not from Az and that's his loss."

"You're right, its not like he has a mind exploding blow job waiting for him at the end of the day." Dave says looking at me hopefully.

I chuckle, "That's right! I can't look into your future and predict what you will face coming out, but I can guarantee an endless supply of fantastic fellatios

David actually gives me a full smile."Now that is definitely somethng worth living for!" His eyes and smile soften and his reaches up to stroke my hair. "If there is a God, I think my mom has seriously misunderstood His intentions. I'm starting to think he has some purpose for both of us that we can only accomplish as males, something only we can acheive together, so he purposely made us gay so we can fall in love and cherish each other while we get on with this thing he wants us to do whatever it is."

I can't help but tear up at his suggestion. I never believed in God, but then I didn't used to believe in time travel until I was able to do it. There was certainly some power at work here, to help me save Dave, perhaps the power of love? Yes, maybe thats it, the power of love. The power of love da dada.

"Why are you singing the 'Back to the Future' theme song?" chuckles Dave.

"I am? I guess I'm just goofy." and I laugh at the humour of it. I didn't realise I was singing and it was funny how apt it was in my present circumstances.

"So does that mean I have a goofy boyfriend?"

"I love the sound of that! My boyfriend." I say, thrilled to bits.

"Me too!" Dave says.

"I do love you, very much and I do believe we were meant for each other."

"Me too. Hey, maybe you were put on this earth to pleasure me!" Dave asks smiling. "I'm totally okay with that. Lately I have been focusing so much on the bad stuff about being gay, I forgot all about the good stuff."

"Hey maybe you were put on this world to pleasure me!" I reply kissing him lightly on the lips, "as for the good stuff, I will keep on reminding you. Now it's getting really late, are you hungry?"

"Oh yeah I am starving! I think I could eat a side of cow!" His stomach suddenly growls on que and we both laugh.

"Knowing Carol, she has plates already served up an waiting in the fridge." I reply as we get out of bed.


Carol is thrilled to death that we're hungry and busies herself warming up our plates. My dad looks less than thrilled when we come downstairs and he eyes Dave suspiciously.

"You certainly have brightened up." he remarks.

"Oh yeah! I feel a million times better since Kurt and I..." he stopped before he says had sex... "I mean since I..." he can't say had an orgasam. So he finishes awkwardly with " since Kurt has comforted me."

My dad appears unimpressed and turns and glowers at me.

I decide to take the bull by the horns, so to speak, and I challenge him by saying. "Dad, Dave is moving up to my room tonight and will be sleeping with me until Dave's dad needs him back home."

"First of all, I phoned Paul to let him know what happened this evening. He's leaving his coverence a little early since most of his work there is done. He will arrive back in Lima tomorrow afternoon, so Dave can go back home after school. Secondly, I have discussed sleeping arrangements with you before and you know my views on that."

"Things have changed since then, Dad. You can't put the genie back in the bottle once he's out. He's staying with me tonight."

My dad looks murderous. "Kurt, I'm concerned about Dave's emotional state. He's been through more crap over a few days than most people go through in a year. You are both teens dealing with issues that..."

Dave cuts in, "Mr. H, you're right, I feel like I've been to hell and back. I just want to tell you that I need Kurt tonight. I don't think I can face tomorrow without him. His loving me has given me a reason to keep going. I won't be able to sleep tonight, if I can't be with him."

"Finn's snoring and hogging the bed is something no one should have to endure, more than a few days." Carol interjects, supporting us.

I smile and go in for the winning arguement, "If Dave sleeps downstairs tonight you will have to sit up all night watching the hall because at some point I will sneak downstairs and join Dave. You wouldn't want to expose poor Finn to such a scarey situation would you?"

"It could scar him for life!" Dave adds.

"Okay! Okay!" My dad responds throwing his arms up in surrender, "you both can sleep together. I like you Dave, and I think you're great boyfriend matereal for my son. I am only worried about what you can handle."

"Oh I can handle Kurt... I mean - I didn't mean it like that!" Dave amends when he sees my dad's reaction. "I mean I will be okay, better than okay if I have Kurt by my side."


A/N I know Dave's mother is very hateful in this chapter. I hope it comes through that in her own way, following her own beliefs, she actually thinks she is doing her best for David. As sick and as horrible as those actions are.