CH. 26
DAY 1
The first half of the day was already over when they began. They got into the car, not knowing where they were headed. They just started driving, hoping something hits them.
"Go on a hike?" Clay is the first to chime in.
"It's cloudy and about to rain." Bryce starts looking around. "A movie?"
"That's boring."
"I know!" Bryce turns over to Clay in the driver's seat.
He reaches over and unzips Clay's jeans.
"Oh…" Clay smiles pulling his quickly growing penis out of his pants. "This definitely a first." He starts slowing the car down and pulls over.
"No. Keep driving." Bryce leans over and down, taking Clay's penis into his mouth.
Clay continues driving as Bryce moves his head up and down, taking Clay's penis down the back of his throat. Clay doesn't last very long before he starts to climax. He presses hard on the gas pedal. The car goes zooming for just a few seconds as he explodes into Bryce's mouth. Then, just as he finishes and Bryce swallows it all down, Clay pulls the car over and brakes.
"Wow." Clay can't stop smiling.
"Yeah." Bryce comes up and wipes some cum off his lips. "It's been a while."
"Yeah. It sure has." They look at each other and start kissing.
For the next hour, they just kiss, run their hands on each other's bodies and through each other's hair. After that, they go and get some ice cream. They walk around town and just talk. They laugh. They tell old stories about their childhood. It's all just very relaxing. Then, as the sun goes down, they drive back to Bryce's house. They kiss goodnight. Then Clay rides his bike home.
DAY 2
They both woke up early. Neither could truly sleep. Clay was thinking about Bryce leaving. Bryce was thinking about leaving Clay. Clay rode his bike to Bryce's house. When he arrived Bryce let him in.
"So where's our first stop of the day? Clay grabs Bryce's hand.
"Actually, I was thinking we start in the kitchen." He walks Clay over to the kitchen. "I was thinking we do some cooking today."
"You know I've never cooked anything other than popcorn and frozen pizzas my entire life, and they rarely come out without being black."
"I know. And you know I've literally done nothing but heat up pop-tarts."
"So this is going to be interesting."
"That's what I was thinking." They both laugh.
"Can we bake a cake?"
"Of course!" They laugh as they go into the fridge and start pulling out ingredients.
"So where do we start?" Clay looks around at the various and very random things they pulled out of the fridge.
"Breakfast? Pancakes?"
"I think… that maybe we can do that."
"Probably not, but that's what delivery is for."
"Sounds like a plan to me."
Clay pulls up a recipe on his phone and they start mixing things together. They start heating pans up. Then they quickly learn that flipping pancakes are far harder than they believed. Some pancakes land on the floor, some somehow manage to stick to the ceiling, while others manage to go onto the window. But then they manage to get one single pancake on a plate.
"Yes!" They both shout, hugging each other.
"Shall we?" Bryce hands Clay a fork.
"I guess…" They each take a forkful.
The second the pancake enters their mouth, they completely regret it and spit it out onto the plate.
"Oh my god." Bryce makes a face before running to the fridge and grabbing two water bottles.
"Thanks." Clay takes a large swig of water. "Why was it so sour?"
"And so crumbly?"
They look at each other before they laugh. They then order some breakfast to be delivered while they start working on their next project… a rainbow cake!
They spent hours carefully reading the instructions. They took each little step very carefully. They wanted to make sure the cake turned out perfect. They really did. They tried their hardest. They did everything right. Or almost everything. What they hadn't realized was that they had swapped the sugar and flour. They put in how much flour they were supposed to, but with sugar. And the same way around. But, then the cake comes out looking perfect. Each layer is a different color. The frosting comes out perfectly creamy and goes on the cake just right. It all seems perfect. Until they cut the most perfect slice and take a bite.
"Fuck!" Bryce gets angry and throws his water bottle to the ground.
"It's okay… it looks amazing."
"But what's the point of it looking amazing if it doesn't taste amazing?" Bryce is getting angry.
"Breathe. It's okay." Clay grabs Bryce and pulls him in close. "We were just doing this for fun."
"That's true." He starts breathing calmly. "It did turn out to look quite beautiful." They kiss.
For the rest of the day, they make themselves lunch. And fail. They order lunch. They watch some TV and cuddle. Then they try making dinner. Mac & Cheese. It turns out great. They may have put a bit too much cheese, but that's up for debate. Is there such a thing as too much cheese? At least that's what they were thinking. Then they cuddled and watched a movie until Clay went home.
DAY 3
"So what's the plan for today?" Bryce opens the door for Clay.
"I was thinking, on such a beautiful day, that we go on a nice walk."
"Sure. That's sounds great." They walk out, closing the door behind them.
30 MINUTES LATER…
"This. Is. Not. A. Walk." Bryce is panting, sweating a lot.
"Well… wait let's take a break." They both find a rock to sit on. "When I found this trail online it said it was for beginners."
"Well, that was a lie!" Bryce bends over and runs his hands through his hair.
"Yeah…" Clay wipes sweat from his forehead. "And this heat. Lord, it's hot." The sunbeams down on the two of them. "But… we're almost there."
"Where?"
"You'll just have to wait and see." Clay stands up, offering Bryce his hand.
"Okay…" Clay helps Bryce up. "Let's do this."
They continue walking up this steep mountain trail until they go past all the trees and see the bright blue and open sky ahead of them. They reach this beautiful cliff. On the short grass is a large blanket. On the blanket is a large cooler. There is also a duffle bag and some pillows and blankets.
"Awww." Bryce gets a little teary-eyed.
"It was nothing. It would've been better if the hike up wasn't so…"
"No." Bryce interrupts him. "It was totally worth it."
Bryce kisses Clay and walks up to the edge.
"Be careful." Clay walks up to him.
"Don't worry. But thanks for worrying." Bryce turns to the blanket. "So what do we have here?"
"Well, we have some blankets and pillows for later when it gets colder. We have a Bluetooth speaker and a playlist I created specifically for today. I also have a laptop with an entire season of Rupaul's Drag Race, 'cause I remember hearing you say you've always wanted to watch it but felt like it was too gay to watch until you came out and thought it was too stereotypical."
"Wow. You remembered that? I said one of the first days we… hung out."
"I remember everything you've said. Everything we've done together. But that day especially. It was the first time we really just sat and talked." They sit down on the blanket. "You told me how afraid you were about your image at school. How you were afraid to be yourself, 'cause everyone at school had an image of you."
"You know, I love you. I've known it for quite some time. I was just too afraid to say it."
"I love you too. There is absolutely no reason to be afraid. You should always say how you're feeling."
"I know. But it's easier when I'm with you."
"I feel the same way." Clat moves on top of Bryce, pushing him down. "I've never had sex outdoors." He starts sliding Bryce's belt off.
"Well… we must fix that immediately." Bryce slides his pants off and grabs a condom from the pocket.
Bryce slides the condom onto his erect penis. Clay slides above and lets Bryce's penis into his ass. He places his hands on Bryce's chest and begins pushing up and down. He looks down into Bryce's eyes. He slows down and begins to go down a little, letting their bodies connect. He slides in and out. He and Bryce begin kissing. Bryce runs his hands through Clay's hair. Bryce bites down on Clay's lip and pulls on it as Clay moans.
"Oh…" Clay moves up and Bryce starts breathing heavier.
"Almost." Bryce slides his hands onto Clay's body, rubbing them up and down. "Oh yes…" Bryce begins to climax, looking up to the clear blue sky taking a deep breath in and out.
"That was… different." Clay says after getting off Bryce.
"Different?" Bryce sits up.
"I mean… well…" clay just laughs. "It was amazing. Just more sensual than usual. I just feel like you were feeling every second of it."
"Well… I was. I want to truly appreciate every inch of you."
After that, they lay down on the blanket for a while, not talking, ut cuddling and relaxing. Then they put on some Drag Race and watch a few episodes before they get hungry. Clay pulls out some sandwiches his mom made. They eat then have a little more sex, this time with Bryce on top, a lot of speed, lots of sweat, and just a little bit of blood. Then they relax. They take a nap with each other. Then the sun goes down and they take a quick trip off the mountain to grab dinner. Then they go back and cuddle under the stars, listening to music and talking.
They fall asleep cuddled up together.
DAY 4
"This is our last full day together." Bryce watches Clay as he puts clothes on in front of the rising sun. "God, you're beautiful."
"Well, today is your day. So what do you have planned?" He throws Bryce his shirt.
"Well I actually do need to do some packing during the day, but I would love it if you came and helped."
"Packing?"
"Yeah. You can see my baby photos. We can just talk about stuff."
"Talk?" Talking makes Clay nervous, makes this more real. "How 'bout a nice morning wakeup call first." Clay takes his shirt back off and gets on top of Bryce again, avoiding talking as long as possible.
Eventually, they do make their way off the mountain and to Bryce's house. They go to his room where tons of boxes are everywhere.
"It already looks pretty packed up in here."
"I know."
"Then what are we really doing here?"
"This." Bryce points over to the wall of boxes and presses something on his phone.
A small handheld projector turns on from the other side of the room and starts projecting a picture of the two of them.
"What is this?"
"I made a slideshow. Our story. It's a birthday gift."
"My birthday isn't for another 3 mon… oh…"
"This is something for you to watch and think about while I'm gone. And, if you choose, to return back here if you move on."
"I don't want to really talk about this right now."
"But we have to. I leave tomorrow."
"Not until the afternoon."
"Clay…"
"No! We're not talking about this!" Clay walks into the bathroom, slamming the door shut.
"Clay. Please." Bryce tries to open the door, but it's locked.
Clay doesn't respond but just stays in the bathroom. Bryce waits, but after a while, he sits down, his back against the door.
"You're going to have to eventually come out. You're going to get hungry." Clay doesn't make a noise. "Okay. Well, then I guess I will just say what I need to say then…" Bryce begins to talk.
Bryce talks about his feelings for Clay. He talks about first meeting Clay. The first tie they kissed. All the drama they went through. How much Clay helped him. How he wished things had gone. He just keeps talking. He opens up and says some very deep things. He tells Clay all of his hopes and wishes. He cries. He just lets the flood gates open.
The day goes by fairly quickly. The sun goes down. Clay hasn't said a word. But then he opens the bathroom door, Bryce falling back.
"Oops. I'm sorry." Clay looks down at Bryce on the floor. "I'm so damn sorry." Bryce stands up.
"It's really no problem."
"Are you kidding me? I just wasted our last day together. I'm so freaking sorry." Clay is crying.
"It's really no problem. What matters is that you're out now, just in time."
"For what?"
"For dinner."
"Oh thank god. 'Cause I'm starving. What did you get?"
"Actually… we're going out."
"Out?"
"Yes. To a real restaurant. For a real date."
"I need to change then." Bryce smiles and looks to the closet. "You didn't?"
"I had to guess your size. But I'm usually pretty good at that." Clay goes into the closet to see a very nice and expensive suit. "Every man should own a nice suit."
"You're quite amazing."
"I know." They kiss and begin changing into their suits.
They leave and go into town to the nicest restaurant there is. They walk in and it feels like everyone is staring at them. And while one or two people are, most have no care in the world that they are their together. They sit at their table and quickly order drinks.
"This place is really nice. This is all very nice. It's all so…"
"Normal?"
"Exactly."
"That's what I wanted to show you. Your life can be normal. Whether it's with or without me, you can like life without fear of being watched and judged by everyone in town. They don't care. At least not as much as you think they do. It took me a while to realize it, but I hope you can now too."
"I do. Thank you so much."
They sit, they order food, they eat, they talk. It all just seems completely normal. And it is. And they love it. They love that through everything they've been through. Through all, they've suffered through. That they've arrived to this place. They've arrived at a place of happiness. A place where they don't have to think about every little thing they do or say. They're finally free to be themselves.
"Thank you for tonight." They are standing outside Bryce's house.
"It was nothing. But a real date isn't over without the kiss." Bryce moves forward and grabs Clay by the back of his head and begins kissing him.
"Yeah. Yeah." Clay can't stop smiling as Bryce moves back.
"I'll see you tomorrow morning. We're leaving around noon for the airport."
"I'll see you then." Bryce watches for the last time as Clay rides his bike off into the night.
DAY 5
Bryce waits by the door for Clay. He sits on the front steps, waiting. But as the sun rises, he doesn't show up. He tries texting and calling, but no answer. Then, as noon approaches and Clay doesn't show up, Bryce begins holding back tears.
"Hey Bryce, we need to leave in a couple of minutes." His mom pats him on the back as she goes back into the house. "I'm calling the cab now."
"Okay…" Bryce stands up and turns to the front door.
"Bryce!" He hears shouted from a distance. "Bryce!" He turns to see Clay jump off his bike and run up to him. "I'm so sorry. I forgot to plug in my phone, then it died. Then my alarm never went off."
"It's okay." Bryce grabs his shoulders to calm him down.
"No, it's not! I had a whole plan. I have bagels. I had your favorite juice."
"Those things don't matter."
"But… I had so much to say…" Clay starts to cry.
"I already know. You don't need to say it." Bryce puts his forehead against Clays as he begins to cry. "I want you to be happy. Whether it means you're with me or someone else. Just promise me."
"I promise." It hurts to speak as he cries more.
The cab pulls up tot he driveway. Bryce's mom walks out. She looks over to them.
"Goodbye Clay." She smiles and pats him on the back before going to the cab.
"I need to go now. Promise me you will go and spend the day with your family. Don't hold in your emotions. Let them in. Let them help." He just nods his head. "I'm not going to have my phone while I'm gone. So… I'll speak to you again in six months." Bryce kisses Clay on the forehead before kissing one last time on the lips.
"I love you."
"I love you." Bryce takes a deep breath in before going to the cab.
Clay turns around and sits on the steps as he watches the cab go out of the driveway and down the street, it slowly fading away into nothingness.
