This story just keeps getting better and better. I can't wait to keep reading. You are an amazing writer
This story just keeps getting better and better. I can't wait to keep reading. You are an amazing writer
How cool Spencer was taken down a few notches. However, the part I want to know about is DID LANE'S DAD AND SHARON HEAR AND KNOW WHAT ALL THE MOANING AND SCREAMING WAS ABOUT????????? If so, Lane sure as hell doesn't have to worry now...lol
Things are certainly changing.
Oh, Man! I do so LOVE this story!
Sort of reminds me of some of my own times that took place TOO long ago!
THANK YOU! for the "resurrection"!
WISDOM is the Knowledge you've gained ... After you could have used it! _Me
I'm loving this story too!! Keep it coming!
Your story is so goooood. It's making me so horny!
Too bad. I wanted to slap Spencers sucky face. I found your story last night and finished reading it this morning. You are a great writer!
Can we get a new chapter already??? lol. I keep waiting every day on an update!!
Lol Yes Spencer got what he deserved, he's such an asshole
CHAPTER 21: THE SHOW GOES ON!
Well, before I get too ahead of myself about how much things were changing, I guess I should finish the day… We were all ready for dad’s New Year’s Eve party at the house.. Dylan, Dawson, Jared, & I still had no freaking clue what we were going to be doing for the evening, but I knew that dad didn’t really want us to be seen around the house. It was one of those things that you know they don’t want you there, but they’d never ask you to leave. So we ended up telling my dad that we were going to go out that evening and if we made it back home we would more than likely stay there, but if we didn’t, we were staying at a friend’s house. We just really weren’t sure what friend and where we’d be going.
So Dawson started spit balling ideas for us to do.. Nobody really liked any of his ideas.. Navy Pier, the shore/beach, the mall, etc. It was Jared that finally suggested that we take a stroll through the park and just hang out there. We knew that there wouldn’t be hardly anybody out at the park on this night & we admitted that it had been awhile since we were all at a park actually playing on the playground equipment! So to the park we went!
Whenever we finally arrived, after finally illegally parking on the road, we jumped out and raced to the Jungle Gym! I always have loved the Jungle Gym & that’s actually where Dawson & I had first met & became friends.. Man, that had been a mere 16 years ago, and here we were, still friends! With all four of us being athletes, it was no trouble for us to run around and not become tired, but it was Dawson & I who were the most flexible.. He & I had taken gymnastics classes when we were 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, & 9 years old… when we became 13 we decided to see if we could still do some of the things that we could do back then; we could! It wasn’t until I had turned 16 that we started enrolling in tumbling classes 3 nights a week. And now, the two of us could tumble unlike we ever imagined. We were so good, that Dawson was planning on trying our for the cheer team at the Division 1 school he was planning on going too the following fall. That was always his dream to become a cheerleader in college; not so much mine, so I didn’t even bother trying out at any colleges. I decided that I would just keep mine as a hobby and for a good excuse to get out and exercise! Well, it had been a couple weeks since Dawson & I had a class, so we began tumbling on the lawn in the park. We were having a blast. Even though it was a little on the difficult side to land a tuck and full clean in jeans, we were having fun just being ourselves!
From the Jungle Gym, to the Monkey Bars, we all discovered every inch of the park that night. The swing set was the most fun, because it was just a time to relax and talk to each other about what was going on & what everybody feeling at different times. We really had an in depth conversation. After we were getting tired from going back and forth, I was the one that jumped out of the swing first and went over to a clearing on the lawn and laid down looking up at the star filled sky! It wasn’t long before the other three joined me.
We were all pointing out all of the notable star formations in the sky and we weren’t sure how long we had been there, nor what time it was. I also found it very weird that nobody’s phone had gone off the entire time we were there. But anyways, Jared made the comment that he needed to go find a bathroom, so I volunteered to go with him!
The entire way there and back we walked holding hands. It was really nice for the two of us to be as open about our relationship in a different city. Because, back home, neither of us even thought about doing that kind of thing; day or night! When walking back to the place on the ground that we had left Dylan & Dawson lying, Jared and I took a different way back. We were just on the opposite side of the play equipment when he stopped, turned to me, and embraced me in a caring, compassionate hug. It was one of his hugs that I hadn’t felt before, one that wasn’t big and burly that says, “I know I’m stronger than you, but you still love me,” hugs, but it wasn’t one of those hugs that said, “ok, just hug me and get it over with,” it was more of a hug that said, “I don’t want this moment to end. Ever!” Since I was a little shorter than Jared, he had his chin resting on the top of my head. I didn’t care, because I was getting to rest my head on his chest, one of my most favorite parts on him! He finally lifted his head off of my head and I looked up at him. He kissed me lightly on the lips.
“Lane,” Jared said softly. “I am so glad that we are together. I don’t ever want this to be the end.”
I just smiled and agreed with him and hugged him again.
I looked back up at him and kissed him again, this time with a little bit of tongue. Not long, we were fully making out in a public park in Chicago. I’m not going to lie, I was a little turned on by that and it was starting to make me horny! Jared let his hands wonder on my body and he was cupping my ass. He always told me how much he loved just looking at my ass and getting to feel it. I didn’t know what my ass looked like, but Jared told me that I had one killer ass. One that was firm and hard, but still soft and mushy, not sure if that was supposed to be a compliment or not, but I would take it! And one that caused him to be distracted all the time when I would wear a certain pair of jeans and any athletic shorts. That was one thing he never should have told me, because I always taunted him with my ass. I would wear athletic shorts around the house or anywhere that I could manage the weather, or those jeans when I knew that we would be together for long periods of time in a day.
But, back to the scene… here we were, Jared & I making out and feeling each other up in a city park. A breeze was blowing and it was a nice, crisp evening, not too cold, and not hot by any means. It was just chilly enough for a sweater and jeans. Well, I guess I was getting too hot from the moment and was letting my hands roam for themselves, because I was soon feeling Jared’s front up and had my hands unbuttoning his jeans. I slid them down to his ankles without breaking our kiss. I just took his bulge in my hands and just held it there. One of my attractions is the underwear that a guy wears. Jared also knew that I like his choice in underwear, so he made sure that he always wore the kind I liked. It’s the kind that fits firm all over and definitely shows a bulge. They’re not boxers, more of a brief, but aren’t the style of “whitey tighties” they do, however, come down legs like shorts. So they could be classified as the shorts that some girls wear. Those were the kinds of underwear that I liked to wear and the kinds that I loved to see men wear! Ahh, such a turn on!
Before I knew what I was doing, I had Jared’s underwear past his knees and he was standing in the park half nude with a full blown boner. I didn’t waste no time getting on my knees and taking his cock in my mouth! Mmmmm, he tasted so damn good. The instant my mouth touched his cock, Jared let out a moan and started rubbing my head. I like to rub heads of people giving me head. I think that it lets the blower know that they’re doing a good job, so I just assumed that Jared was approving of my slobbering on his knob!
I was working his entire tool all the way down my throat and was succeeding. I hadn’t been going down on him too long before he warned me that he was about to cum. I was a little disappointed because I had just started. But, nonetheless, I was happy to be getting his load, and boy was it a load! That was, by far, the biggest load that he had ever shot through oral sex. I’m not sure how much he had blown the night before when we had sex, but I was certain that this was his BIGGEST load EVER! It was such a massive load, that I wasn’t able to take it all. Some was on my face, but surprisingly, none hit the ground or made it on my clothes, I was pretty impressed. I was using my tongue to move it around all over my face in hopes of getting all of the cum off and to swallow it, and Jared was laughing at me. I couldn’t imagine how ridiculous I must have looked, but he bent down and licked his cum off of my face. That was the hottest thing I had ever experienced.
He pulled me up and buttoned his jeans and kissed me again; I could taste himself inside his mouth. After a long, wet, passionate kiss he broke it, took my hands at my side and held them there and looked into my eyes.
“Lane,” Jared said lovingly. “I love you!”
My heart skipped ninety million beats as I just smiled at him. My knees were starting to buckle and I thought that I was going to fall. I’m not sure if Jared sensed that or just was caught up in the moment, but he let go of my hands and clasped them behind my back right at my waist line and just held me.
“I love you too, Jared,” I replied.
He smiled again and leaned in for a spectacular kiss. Right as our tongues touched, there were fireworks going off across the lawn. We looked over to see many fireworks lighting up the sky and decided that it must be midnight, so we shared our midnight kiss together and that kiss made sparks fly!
CHAPTER 22: THE START OF A NEW YEAR
With the fireworks in the background of an amazing ass kiss, Jared and I were still locking lips long after the fireworks were over. I didn’t care and neither did he. Yeah, the fireworks were lighting up the sky and I am sure that somebody saw us making out, but that was the least of my worries right at the moment. I was in heaven with him and the past couple of days that we had spent together and really proven to me that I had actually fallen in love with him. Not just a little bit, I would be the first to admit that I was head over heels for this boy. I wanted to spend every waking second with him and have him hold me in his arms and never let me go.. With Jared being the bigger of us two, in more ways that one! I always felt like I was protected. He was taller, weighed more, was more muscular, and not to mention had the bigger dick!
When I was wrapped in his arms it was just such safety net for me. I could feel that I could run to him whenever anything bad was happening and he would fight it off. That was another thing that I like about him and that was something that I knew could never change! I was so happy that I had gotten to spend the first few minutes of a new year with my boyfriend and the one that I loved so much!
After our make out session, we looked up at each other and just smiled and began kissing some more. I had my arms around the back of Jared’s neck pulling him closer to me and he had his arms still wrapped around my waist-line pulling me in closer to him. I was pretty sure that there was no space between our bodies and I was perfectly fine with that. I loved that part about us!
After kissing in the park, we sat out to find Dawson and Dylan. We hadn’t seen the two of them since we had left to go to the bathroom and neither one of us knew how long ago that was. But with a glance over in the direction of where the car was parked, we knew that they were still somewhere around when we saw Dylan’s X5 still illegally parked! After closer observation, Jared and I noticed that they car was moving a little bit. We just looked at each other and began laughing. Could the two of them seriously be in the backseat getting in on in a public park? We hesitantly approached the car, thankful that there were tinted windows and sure enough, we saw two bodies in the backseat. My best friend was having sex with my step-brother, who, up until this point, I had no idea he was even into guys. Hmmmm… who would have thought? I guess Dawson’s gaydar was better than I gave him credit.
Either Dylan or Dawson was knocking on the window and motioning for us to get in the front seat. Jared looked at me with a concerned look.
“I don’t know about you, babe, but I wouldn’t want somebody in the same room as us if we were having sex,” Jared said.
“Oh, I think it will be just fine. You’ve seen naked guys in the locker room before, and besides, I am so ready to get home. I’m freaking tired! Just get in and look forward. Surely to goodness they are dressed and will just sit back and enjoy the ride.” I replied.
He obliged and I climbed in the driver’s seat and he was in the passenger. Neither one of us looked back and I was thankful that Dylan had a backup camera on his dash! Once we were in the car and on the road back to the house, Dawson started talking to us about how this was the best New Year’s he had ever had! I was happy for him. God knows he needed to be happy for a change! He was always grumpy, and I assumed that he was insinuating that he and Dylan were now together. I was happy for them both!
Back at the house, we walked in on a roomful of drunk doctors. It was quite funny! All of them slurring and trying to impress the other specialists in the room about how one saved a man’s heart the other day while another one had replaced a lady’s hip. I just stopped in the main entrance and looked into the living room and just laughed quietly to myself. Here was a roomful of the most respectable doctors in Chicago on the verge of passing out on my living room floor. I just couldn’t grasp that. I was going to just sneak by before one of the doctors, Dr. LeRoy Yorkshire, hollered at me.
“Why, there is the one and only Junior Boudreaux,” Dr. Yorkshire slurred, and surprisingly, it was half decipherable.
“Hello, Dr. Yorkshire,” I said. “It is so nice to see you again. How is Mrs. Yorkshire?”
“Oh, that dumb bitch? She ran off with the pool guy and is somewhere down on the damn beach in Florida I think. I’m not sure. Getting rid of that ‘ol hag was the smartest thing I ever did.” Dr. Yorkshire said.
I wasn’t sure how to respond to that, but thankfully my dad took over.
“Guys, do you all remember my son Lane?” Dad said to the roomful of doctors.
They all mutter amongst themselves and eventually agreed remembering me. It wasn’t that too long ago that I was at the banquet with them, so I wasn’t quite sure why some of them were being stubborn with remembering me, but then I quickly remembered how much alcohol dad had carried in this afternoon. I quickly forgave them and on my way out, I noticed one doctor in particular who I hadn’t ever seen before. He was hot!
He had black hair, brown eyes, straight white teeth, amazing facial structure, arms bulging out of their sleeves, nice long legs, and had to have been no older than 30.
“Hi, I’m Lane Boudreaux,” I said extending my hand to him.
“That’s what I gather,” the mysterious doctor said. “I’m Ryan Portland. Dr. Portland.”
He was a douchebag. I had already drawn that conclusion. I wanted to say, “Well, no shit, you dumbass. I had no fucking idea that you were a doctor considering your in my house attending a HOSPITAL party and my dad only invited the DOCTORS,” but I didn’t. I knew that I had been raised better than that so I just politely said, “It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Portland.”
I knew that always kind of made my dad mad when somebody would call him Mr. when they knew that he was a doctor, so I thought, ‘if you’re going to be an ass to me, I’m going to be one right back.’
He shot me a go to hell look, and I returned his look with a cheesy smile. I wasn’t sure what message I wanted to send him, but I didn’t really give a shit. He let go of my hand and sat back down directing his attention to another doctor that wasn’t paying any attention to him. I just stood there to piss him off some more, when he got up and walked to the kitchen.
I thought to myself, ‘Should I follow him there and see how much he can take before he tells me off, or just go to bed?’
Well, I let the mischief kick in and I followed Dr. Portland to the kitchen. He was picking up some of the leftover cheese and crackers and was starting to eat them when I walked in and poured me a shot of Crown.
“So,” I said. “Are you still in your residency or have you started practicing yet?”
“Residency,” He said sternly while glaring at me.
“Oh, that’s nice,” I replied. “Are you just sticking with general practice or are you going to specialize in an specific area?”
“Don’t know,” He said.
“Well, I guess you have to figure it out before you can decide on something,” I fired back.
I poured another shot.
“Are you pursuing your Osteopathic or your Medicine Degree?” I asked.
“Osteopathic,” He replied very monotone.
“Ohhhhh,” I said while wrinkling my nose.
I finished my shot and turned to go.
“Excuse me?” Dr. Portland asked.
“Yes, Mr. Portland?” I said as I turned back around.
“It’s DOCTOR Portland and what was that sneer about?” He asked blatantly.
“No, considering your going for a DO and not an MD, it’s Mister Portland, and I think THAT explains what the sneer was all about,” I fired back.
****Now, let’s clear something up, I have absolutely NO disrespect for anybody who has their D.O. as opposed to their M.D., it was just this guy was all up on his high horse, and I felt the need to shoot him down. I have the utmost respect for any person with any form of degree in any area, especially a doctorate.*****
He reached for my arm and pulled me close to him. Holy shit he smelled good. “I think you owe me an apology, dude,” He said.
“You’re right, Mr. Portland, I do. I am so sorry that you don’t have what it takes to make it at a REAL medicine school,” I said.
I literally saw the smoke come of out his ears. He was pissed. I was happy!
“Now, I am going to forget that you even said that little comment du….” He started.
“I’m not,” I interrupted him.
I smiled. He frowned.
I turned to go and was out of the kitchen and got stopped by another doctor on my way down the hall. He and I chatted for a few minutes before I saw that Ryan was following me.
“Oh, Lane, have you met, Ryan yet? He is the newest resident that we have. He is in the emergency room with myself. He is such a smart young man, I can’t wait for him to complete his residency so I can hire him full time,” the doctor from the hallway said.
“Why, no, I haven’t had the chance to meet him,” I said as I extended my hand to Ryan. “Lane Boudreaux,” I said as I shook Ryan’s hand.
“Now, Dr., Lane here is a fine young man. This is Dr. Boudreaux’s one and only son. Doc is very proud of him and we all are looking for great success from him in the future.” The doctor said to Ryan.
I smiled and winked at Ryan. He just scowled.
“Well, Lane, it was nice meeting you,” Ryan said.
“Nice meeting you too,” I replied.
“I will look forward to seeing you soon,” Ryan said trying to mean it.
“If your lucky,” I fired back, and winked.
He huffed and turned to walk away. The doctor who I was talking to followed Ryan to the Dining Room. I turned and walked back to my room to find that Jared was already under the covers and asleep.
I quickly got changed and slipped into bed snuggling right up close with him. I had my head on his chest and my head on one of his pecs.”
Oh oh! Lane had better be careful while in Chicago and not have to go to the emergency room.....lol Ryan may get some revenge....
Fun continuation, Dawson.
Thanks for the fix
I happen to know a "few" Chicago doctors, a college bud of mine being a doc, and quite high in the V.A., and U. of C., been to some parties like that, and I can't tell you how much I totally dug Lane's "duel" with Ryan!
Those parties are even more fun when my bud's many lawyer-in-laws are mixed in with the docs!
Also, top notch description of the night in the park!
WISDOM is the Knowledge you've gained ... After you could have used it! _Me
tut tut according to autolycus you're not allowed to have sex before 18 so zip up boys take a cold shower and sing along to glee.
Just can't write about it here, for excellent reasons that have been discussed ad nauseam.
If we believe absurdities, we shall commit atrocities. -- Voltaire (1694-1778).
love this story
CHAPTER 23: BACK TO REALITY
Jared, Dawson, Dylan and I had all had a spectacular time spending the New Year with my dad in Chicago. It was finally time for Jared, Dawson, & I to head back to my mom’s and get back into the routine of going to school. After we said our goodbyes to Sharon and Dylan, I began looking for Spencer. He was nowhere to be found. I texted Dylan about it later and found out that Sharon told him that he was no longer allowed to be around me or any of my friends any longer. Not sure what that was supposed to mean or how I should take it, but nonetheless, I wouldn’t have to be putting up with that douche!
Once we landed and got in my car, we all said our goodbyes to my dad. I found out that he wouldn’t be coming back to the lake until mid February. I was disappointed that was going to be the next time that I would see him, but he invited us to use the lake house at our pleasure. I would take him up on that!
While we were in Chicago I had talked to my mom maybe two times. That was unlike both of us for us to not be in contact with each other, especially when I was the one who was gone. So after I called her and told her that we had landed, she informed me that it has been entirely too long since she had seen Dawson, so she demanded that he come over tonight for dinner.
The night went pretty swell. Mom and Joe, my stepdad, fixed Mexican food, which consisted of Chicken and Cheese enchiladas, rice, beans, queso, chips, and sopapillas! The evening was quite nice. It was good to be having family time and just have my best friend there. There were no secrets, no hiding anything, and I will admit it, it was nice to not have Jared around. I couldn’t believe that I was actually saying that, but it was true. I loved having him around and us spending time together, but it was nice to be away from him for the time being!
The next day we had to get back to school. It was pretty boring. Nothing exciting at all going on, and especially since we were seniors, we pretty much ran the school, so we weren’t bound to get in trouble. In fact, the principal’s best friends were my step dad and Dawson’s dad, so the two of us especially ran that school!
January came and went without any commotion going on. I was kind of enjoying at how fast everything was flying by. I was just one month closer to graduation! Also in January, there were the first rounds of winter storms, so school was cancelled for a couple of days, but it was nothing like what came in February!
When February came, we were out of school for 2 straight weeks. I was pretty impressed with the timing of the weather, because that was just in time for a break that I desperately needed from school. The snow came on a Monday night. This also happened to be a Monday night that my mom and stepdad were gone to Phoenix. So I had been home alone for the weekend, and mom and Joe were expected to return on Wednesday. Well, after the meteorologists declared that we were going to get a record breaking snowfall, I wasn’t about to be home alone for God knows how long all by myself. So I invited Jared and Dawson to come over Monday night with enough clothes for a week! They did. Monday night was pretty uneventful. We all had a class that night that got out early because of the potential to have severe weather, so the three of us ended up at my house for the evening. We invited another one of our closest friends over for the “party” too! So it was me, Dawson, Jared and Kelli all at my house for the next umpteen days! I was more than happy!
Somewhere along the way, Dawson managed to get his hands on some liquor. Quite a bit actually! He had 8 bottles for the four of us. I was going to be going to bed drunk every night! Jared pulled his weight and brought some beer over. I wasn’t to keen on beer, so I was ecstatic that Dawson brought liquor. He knew me so well. In fact, mentioning about that now was making some very weird things stick out in my mind. For the last two weeks, Dawson had been making sure that I had what I wanted and when I wanted. Nothing sexually, but all the little things that you wouldn’t suspect, but they actually do add up. For instance, he always made sure that I had a Dr. Pepper or Coke at lunch, made sure that I had the seat with a cushion in the chair, had enough paper in my notebook, and was always making sure that my cell phone was charged up whenever we left to go somewhere. It wasn’t like him to go out of his way like that for me. Anybody for that matter! I had finally caught up on it and was daydreaming to myself just staring at the floor in the kitchen. I looked up at him and he was gazing at me with all smiles. Not his devilish smile, but one of his sweet and innocent smiles. Uh-oh!
It was late by the time that we got out of class, so all of us had already eaten, and the school administrators had already closed school for the next day and the day after, even though there was no snow on the ground yet. I found that very peculiar!
Mom and Joe had Netflix at the house through something on the TV. I wasn’t too sure how it worked, but knew how to order a movie. So we sat down with drinks and popcorn and proceeded to watch a movie. Jared was already sitting on the couch, so I naturally took my seat next to him and cuddled up to him. He put his arm around me and the two of us didn’t move through the entire film!
Dawson took his seat right next to me. And when I say, “right next to me,” I literally mean RIGHT NEXT TO ME. I had my leg hiked on the couch so I was sitting diagonally on the couch with my back against Jared’s stomach. I’m sure you get the picture. Dawson’s legs were touching my feet and he was literally so close to me that I could hear and feel him breathing. I’m not sure who I was closer to in this matter; Jared or Dawson! Kelli was right next to Dawson. So there were four people on a three-person couch. I laughed.
About 15 minutes into the movie, I felt a hand on my leg and snuggled into Jared some more. That’s when I saw both of his hands. Dawson had put his hand on my thigh and began caressing my thigh. I couldn’t believe that he was making this kind of move when my boyfriend was here. Actually, I couldn’t believe that he was making this move at all knowing that Jared and I were together. I decided that I would play along with it and see where this goes. I moved my feet closer to Dawson and pushed them under his ass. He smiled. I laughed.
Throughout the entire movie, Dawson and I had our own fun going and nobody but us knew what we were doing. I was getting hard. Actually I was really hard. There was a visible tent in my pajama pants and was scared that Jared would see and question why I was getting horny.
After the movie was over Kelli was so tired, and she even looked tired. I couldn’t believe that she had lasted through the entire movie. So, she said her goodnights and went up to bed. Her and Dawson would have their own bed for the length of their stay and Jared and I would sleep together in mine. So there was not any limit of beds within the house. In fact, we had a 7-bedroom 5-bath house for three people. I never grasped the concept of that, but did enjoy getting to use three of those closets all for my clothes! I loved it!
The remaining three of us sat at the bar in the kitchen and discussed some things that were going on at school. Like who was fucking who, who was cheating on who, and which teachers were having affairs with students. Not too much longer and I looked over at Jared and could tell that he was getting tired and he announced that he was going to bed. This only left me and Dawson at the table with some alcohol in us. I knew that I should go to bed. . .
CHAPTER 24: LANE & DAWSON
I got up to check the weather on the TV, the snow was quickly moving into the area and ran outside for confirmation. The weathermen were right! It was snowing! I loved the snow! It was so peaceful and pretty to look at, not to mention that it got us out of going to school! I was out in the driveway just staring up at the sky letting the flakes fall onto my face. Dawson was right next to me.
“Isn’t it amazing at how the weather works?” I asked him.
“Mmhmm,” he mumbled.
“What? You don’t think it’s interesting how it can snow and then rain and all of that?” I asked again.
“I really don’t care,” he snapped back.
“Oh, alright then. What do you care about?” I asked him sarcastically.
“You,” He said nonchalantly as he grabbed my hand.
I jerked it away from him and looked at him, speechless. He walked over to me and kissed me lightly on the lips.
“Lane,” he started. “You know I have always cared about you, and when you started dating Jared, I thought that it wouldn’t last a month, but here it is nine months later and you guys are freaking happy as I’ve ever seen you. I know I shouldn’t be telling you this, but I just can’t help it any longer. We have been friends since we were born, and I’ve loved you every minute. But especially in high school, I have loved you loved you.”
I stared at him, blinked, and looked at the ground. I didn’t know what to say. I was very happy with Jared, but there was something that I did like about Dawson. Yes, we had been friends since we were literally 2 years old, and I did care about him in more ways than one, but I was with Jared and he and I were happy together.
“I love and care about you too, Dawson,” I finally said back. “I’m just not sure what to say or do right now. I mean, I am happy with Jared, but I am just as equally as happy with you. I do like to be with you and the fun times that we have together are freaking hysterical. And I do love you because I have known you for so long, you’re like the brother I’ve never had. I just don’t know.”
I wasn’t sure why that was taking an emotional toll on me, but I began crying, not bad, just the occasional tear running down my cheek. When Dawson saw this he wiped them off of my face, and wrapped me in his arms. I cried some more and hugged him back.
Eventually my face was beginning to freeze because of the extreme cold and the wetness my tears were creating, so we ran back inside to find Jared coming downstairs with his suitcase and dressed.
“Hey, where are you going?” I asked him.
He didn’t answer me but brushed passed me and headed for the back door.
“JARED,” I yelled. “Stop and freaking talk to me, dammit.”
Dawson had already taken his cue and ran upstairs as well, so it was just Jared and I downstairs.
“What’s going on with you and Dawson, Lane?” he asked. “I saw you guys kiss outside and then you hugged for like a fucking hour. How long has this been going on with you guys? I knew you were close and stuff, but I didn’t think you were THAT close. And what the fuck is his problem? He knows that you’re mine and I’m yours, and he’s BOTH of our friends, so why is he doing this to me? Actually, you know what, don’t explain yourself, Lane. I’m going home and not spending the break with you. Bye.” He said as he slammed the back door.
“Jared,” I said again, but I knew that it wasn’t loud enough for him to hear me. I heard his truck start up and saw his taillights pull out of the driveway.
It looks like trouble in paradise
and the plot thickens...
Give a man a fish, he'll eat for a day.
Give a man religion, and he'll starve praying for a fish.
And thank you so much! You have absolutely no idea what that means to me coming from you. I have read some of your stories, and you my friend, are an outstanding writer as well. Thank you so much for the comments! It means so much!!
Oh oh! Don't know if I like the looks of this. Best friends don't do things like that, but then again Jared should listen before he leaps as well. Poor Lane is now facing quite a quandary. Hopefully things will work better for everyone.
Oh no. Poor Lane. I hope he can explain things to Jarred and fix everything.
I had such a perfect life going, why the fuck did that have to happen? I didn’t know what to do. I backed up against the wall and slid down it until I was sitting on the floor with knees at my face and my head on my knees crying. I didn’t exactly want to cause a scene, but I didn’t really care.. This was MY house, this was MY problem, and Dawson was kind of to blame for a little bit of it, and I just didn’t give a fuck. I was going to cause a scene. I started crying some more knowing that Jared wasn’t upstairs waiting for me to crawl into bed with him, and I wasn’t sure if he would be able to make it home without running off the road. Snow was really coming down now and it was hardly visible. I decided to text him…
Me: Jared, I am so sorry. I know I’m probably the last person you want to talk to right now, but I NEED to know when you make it home. Text me when you’re home so I know you’re fine.
Jared: You’re right. I DON’T want to talk to you NOW or TOMORROW. Obviously you DON’T care about me anymore, so why should it matter if I make it home alright? Don’t answer that question, because I don’t want to text you anymore. Peace.
Me: Don’t act like this right now. I just want to make sure that you’re safe. Quit being a jackass and text me when you get home so I know I won’t have to go looking for you.
Jared: I’m the jackass? I don’t think so.. And fine, I’m home.
Me: You’re right, I am a jackass for letting that happen. I shouldn’t have. I do want to work this out, Jared. You have no idea how much I care about you. You also know how much Dawson cares about me and how much I care about him. We will ALWAYS be best friends. Yes, we have been best friends with benefits for awhile now, but NOTHING and I mean NOTHING has happened between the two of us since you and I started dating. I promise, Jared. Thanks for letting me know you made it home, even though I don’t think that you’re home.
Jared: Wow. I would really hate to see what you’d do to somebody that you actually hated after seeing what you did to me when you say you “care” about me. And I know that you and Dawson have been friends for a really long time, I just thought that you knew your priorities. And you do know me too well, I’m not home. I’m not going home, but I am safe and not driving. That’s all you need to know. Night.
I didn’t text him back after that because I was afraid of what could happen. Our relationship had already suffered enough, I didn’t think that it needed to suffer anymore. I was still sitting in the floor of the dining room crying when I heard Kelli’s voice.
“Lane, are you alright?” She asked softly.
“Yeah,” I managed to say.
She sat down next to me and put her arm around me and just hugged me. I’m sure it looked a little on the weird side for a 6-foot boy to be cuddled by a 5’4” girl, but I didn’t care. Next to Dawson, she was the friend that I had had the longest. All three of us met at the babysitter’s house when we were 2 years old.
I didn’t really feel like talking and Kelli didn’t ask any questions. She just held me in a hug and was humming to me. That always made me feel better. I was beginning to get pissed knowing that Dawson hadn’t come down since he was the reason behind all of this.
“Where’s Dawson?” I asked Kelli.
“In bed,” She replied. “He asked me to come check on you because he wasn’t sure if you wanted to see him right at the moment.”
“Glad he woke you, but I’m going to look for him.” I said.
“Actually,” I retracted. “I know you’re tired and I’m not sure if there will be yelling or not, so will you please go up and tell him to get his fucking ass down here now. That a way you can go to bed if you want and we won’t be keeping you from your bed.”
“Yep,” She said happily. “He’ll be right down!”
My stomach sank. I wasn’t exactly sure what I wanted to say to him, but I knew that we had to talk and get this over with. My cell phone started vibrating. Jared was calling.
“Hello?” I said into my phone.
“Lane?” He said.
“Jared!” I said happily. “What’s up?”
“Oh, I didn’t mean to call you. Sorry.” He said as he hung up.
I started crying again and Dawson had appeared in the doorway. I could tell that he had been crying too and wasn’t sure why he had been crying, but that was besides the point.
“What the fuck were you thinking?” I asked him.
“I don’t know,” He replied. “I didn’t think h…”
“You’re right, you didn’t think,” I interrupted him. I knew that was a cliché comment, but it was very useful right here.
He started crying again.
“I think I know why you’re crying and it’s NOT helping your case right now. You need to dry your fucking tears up and get the fuck over it. You’re not the one who lost your boyfriend tonight. I am. I am the one that deserves to fucking punch you in the face, drink a bottle of Jack, and cry my fucking eyes out. Not you.” I said to him.
“You’re right, I didn’t lose my boyfriend tonight. I lost him when you said ‘yes’ to Jared,” He snapped back.
“Don’t turn this into a sob story, Dawson.” I started. “You have known about this for a long time and as I recall you were freaking happy for us when you found out we were together. In fact, you were so happy that you did toasts to us AND you told me that you finally happy that your two best friends were on speaking terms with each other and were getting along, so don’t even think about fucking crying to me now.”
He just stood there and stared at the floor.
“Dawson, you know I love you so much and I care for you unconditionally, but I am VERY irritated with you right now. You have ruined one relationship and severely damaged another one.” I said as I brushed by him en route to the stairs.
As I was halfway up the stairs I turned to look at him. He was watching me go upstairs. I looked back down at him and he wasn’t looking any better than when he came down to talk to me five minutes ago.
“You know what, Dawson?” I yelled. “An apology might be a great place you to start.”
I continued walking up the stairs and heard mumbling downstairs and deciphered it to be an apology.
“TOO LATE, DAWSON!” I yelled back down the stairs as I finally made it to the top floor.
Kelli’s door was closing. I figured she’d be at the top of the stairs listening to us. I didn’t care. I knocked on her door and went in. She greeted me with another hug.
“I love you, Lane,” She said. “I am so sorry that this has happened. What can I do?”
“Bring out a time machine,” I said trying to sound serious.
We both laughed and collapsed on the bed that she was sleeping on.
Me thinks Jared is just being the hard head right now. I hope he is just doing this to make a point. I thought Dawson was into Dylan, at least he didn't seem to concerned about having sex with Dylan while Lane and Jared drove home. But, then again, these are "typical teenagers." lol I hope Jared is safe.
Where is Jared? This doesn't seem like it's going to end good. Poor Lane!
Why am I so damn addicted to this story? I love it
CAnt wait to see what's gonna happen
i want more !!!!
I just finished reading Chptr 8. This is one sexy story. I get hard every time I read even a little bit of it, but I hadn't gotten off to it until ...
“Oh man, Lane,” Jared said. “I’m going to CUM!”
So now I really want to thank you and am glad to see there is so much more to to cum to while reading. This is a wicked sexy group of guys. I hope you're staying as hard as I am ... and all your other readers too I'm sure. I owe you a good cum! Thanks.
"Reading should be easy. Only the reader should be hard." -- hardreader
Morning came way too soon and it took me a minute to figure out where I was. It’s always weird for me to wake up somewhere different from where I’m normally used to waking up, because I didn’t have a fan going, I didn’t have enough blankets on the bed, the stereo wasn’t on, nor was there a nature machine going. I turned over to find that Kelli wasn’t there. Hmmm. Where could she be? I started looking for my phone hoping that Jared had texted me, but I couldn’t find it. I also knew that he probably hadn’t so I didn’t need to get my hopes up. I found my phone! I was right, he didn’t text or call. Tears filled my eyes again, but I wasn’t going to let them effect my day today. I walked out of the guest room and into my room to my bathroom and turned the shower on. Nothing can calm me down better and make me feel better about myself than a nice shower!
After getting dried off, I was thinking about what I wanted to wear, but then remembered what the fuck Dawson did last night and wanted to torment him a little bit. I knew that he was a sucker for nice smelling cologne, so I sprayed some of my Tommy Baja cologne on and picked up a pair of pajama pants. I would go commando for the time being, and no shirt! This should make him stare for a while!
When I got to the top of the stairs, I could smell breakfast in the kitchen. It was 11:30 a.m., the PERFECT time to make breakfast! As I appeared in the kitchen, Kelli met me with another hug, this time, I think she was grinding into me a little more than normal. Then I saw Dawson. Yep, he had been staring at me! Since Christmas, I had been hitting the gym about 3 to 6 times a week and it was DEFINITELY showing. All of that hard work was paid off the minute I caught Dawson staring at me with his jaw dropped.
“What’s on the menu, Kelli?” I asked.
“Scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, hash browns, biscuits and gravy, and grape juice!” She announced.
The three of us sat down at the kitchen bar, ate our breakfast, went back for seconds, and moaned at how miserable we were. When putting my plate in the sink, I noticed the snow for the first time. HOLY SHIT! There was a 7-foot snow drift outside the kitchen window and you couldn’t even see Kelli’s sports car in the circle drive. In fact, you could barely see Dawson’s Volvo SUV behind hers too. This was incredible. I had never seen the snow that bad, and instantly knew that there was no way that we would have school for at least a week! I guess I had been standing at the sink a little longer than I had anticipated, because when I turned around, Dawson was the only one left in the kitchen. Kelli had left. Grrr…
I didn’t really want to talk to Dawson, but I knew that I had to just get it out of the way. It was like ripping a Band Aid off of a hair leg, it hurts to do, but you don’t want the pain to last a long time, so ripping it off faster is the only option.
“Man,” he started. “I really have no idea what to say, or to even think. I am so sorry that I am the one that has caused this to happen between you. I can’t imagine how mad you are at me right now. Hell, you probably might even hate me a little. I wish that there was something that I could do to fix all of this, but that’s the part that kills me the most. I know that there is nothing I can do, Lane. I am so sorry. What can I do to make it up to you?”
I stared at him for a minute and his eyes began watering up.
“Don’t cry,” I said sternly.
He kind of jerked his head about not sure how to take that. He wasn’t sure if I was kidding with him or really meant to sound that pissed. I meant it!
“You’re right, you shouldn’t say anything in this matter, and in fact, you shouldn’t even say anything at all right at the moment. You’re right, I am INCREDIBLY pissed the fuck off at you right now, like, I want to fucking punch you in the damn jaw. You also know how I feel about the word hate and that I don’t hate hardly anybody, but trust me, this is the CLOSEST I have EVER come to hating somebody that really has meant so much to me for so long.” I said.
Dawson continued looking directly at me. I was proud of him for not breaking eye contact.
“And let me say this,” I continued. “If you ever thought that anything could have ever happened between us in the future, that fucking airplane has left the runway and won’t be returning. Ever.”
“If you want to punch me you can. I deserve it.” He said.
“You’re right, you deserve it, but I’m not going to punch somebody after they’ve given me permission to, that’s just fucked,” I replied.
I walked towards him and he was taking baby steps backward, I wasn’t sure if he was afraid that I might recant that last statement and hit him or what, but I got closer to him and just hugged him. He was my best fucking friend in the world and there was no way that I could ever stay mad at him for a long period of time. Yes, I was still upset that this was going on, but knew that Dawson had always been there for me and would remain there for me in the future and I did love him. Like a brother, not like a boyfriend. Yet
The plot thickens. Dawson, why are you torturing us like this? What did we do? And what's with Kelli grinding into Lane? Does he play for both teams or is she a fag hag?
"Yet"?? A hug in just PJ pants??? Hmmm ...
WISDOM is the Knowledge you've gained ... After you could have used it! _Me
Excuse my one-handed typing but I just finished reading chapter 18 and my right hand is still covered in the remnants of my jizz that I missed licking from my fingers. I guess you can probably guess that that I thought 18 was one awesome chapter. I know I'll be reading it again and cumming again. You made me wait but it was worth it.
"Reading should be easy. Only the reader should be hard." -- hardreader
so when you say "yet" does that mean jared is out of the picture ? speaking of Jared is he still alive ?? i really hope so because i like him and yeah more soon please
Well, you have to give it to Lane. Not everyone would come off so stern and then give a big hug. It's good to know that a long term friendship can't be broken that easy. I also worry about Jared though. I hope he is safe and will return to the story soon. Thanks, Dawson.
And Kelli & Lane have been friends their entire life... Kelli & Lane have hooked up before, but Lane swings more towards the guys.
Yes, Jared is still alive.. I think this chapter will explain a lot for you all!!
Yes, Jared was safe and sound... until Lane got a hold of him the next time they met! HA
Between going outside, building a snowman family, sledding, snowball fights, and making snow ice cream, the week flew by. I couldn’t believe how fast the 16” of snow melted so fast. Here it was nearly one week after the record breaking snowfall and it was almost all gone. Dawson, Kelli, and I all had stayed at my house since the Monday night it had started falling and it was Sunday night and there was talk that there would be school on Tuesday, but another storm was coming Monday night!
I had talked to mom and Joe and they were still in Phoenix. The airlines weren’t flying into the area and it wasn’t safe for them to drive, so they took it upon themselves to do some sightseeing out there and make the best of the situation. I talked to the two of them and my dad everyday while we were out of school keeping them all updated on the weather and how me and everybody at the house was doing.
This was also the first day that any of us could actually leave the house and get out for a while, which we all chose to do! My grandpa came down the road we live on and cleared it with the tractor and such and cleared my driveway a little so I could get my car out of the garage and into town, but I didn’t want to take the chance on someone hitting my sill brand new car and me getting pissed at them, so I opted to drive Joe’s 4X4 truck.
Dawson and Kelli packed up their belongings and some of the dirty clothes that we didn’t get washed and headed into town. Their cars were still stuck in the snow and couldn’t get out. I think they could’ve if we would’ve tried, but we didn’t really want to! They both called their moms and told them what we were doing and they wanted to see their kids, so we went to Dawson’s mom’s house first.
After leaving there Kelli called her mom again and she informed us that there was no way that she could get to her house and that she better not even attempt it, so it meant she was staying at my house again through the next rounds of storms! We had decided that we also needed to stock up on some more groceries and such for the next haul of storms, so to the store we went! On the main road connecting Dawson’s house to the store, we passed another friend’s house and outside their house was Jared’s truck. I was beginning to get sad, but Kelli always knows the right thing to say to anybody when they’re feeling down, so it wasn’t no time that I was feeling fine again! That also reminded me that I hadn’t even talked to him since the night he “accidentally” called me. At the store, we stocked the basket full of shit. From breakfast foods to some frozen pizzas and a shit ton of snack foods, not to mention some more to drink, we were ready to check out. Not being able to think of anything else that we could need for the next week at the house, we decided that we should think about heading back out to the house so we could get things unloaded and such before the rain came. This was all done after a quick stop at the liquor store to do some more stocking up on things back at the house. Another 4 bottles of liquid and we were good to go!
We were just pulling into the garage when it started sprinkling. I’m not sure why, but it always rains before it snows around here and really pisses me off, because that makes it more dangerous. With it 10 degrees outside and rain falling, it automatically turns into ice before hitting the ground and causes no traction for days! Ugh!
It was getting close to dinnertime and the three of us were getting hungry. When unpacking the groceries in the kitchen, we automatically put two of the pizzas into the oven and some glasses in the freezer to get chilled for our drinks for the evening. I walked into the living room and turned on the TV to see if anything else had developed since we had been gone. Nothing, other than the fact that the storm was right on track moving into our area in the late morning hours of tomorrow. Wonderful.
It had been a while since I had checked my email off of the computer and every once in a while I like to check Facebook on the computer as well, it just shows you some more things on there that your phone doesn’t always show you. Nothing of importance on my email, but Facebook was another different story.
I had two messages that I never got the notice on my phone, at least I didn’t remember getting the notices. One was from Jared and another from some guy named Ryan. I ready Jared’s first.
It’s been awhile since we’ve talked, I just wanted to check in on you and make sure you’re doing ok. I know that the storm has taken toll on some people and just want to make sure that you and everybody are doing ok. Are your mom and Joe still gone? How’s your dad doing? I just wanted to let you know that I was thinking about you and was missing you a little.
I just stared at the computer in disbelief. I didn’t think that HE would be the one that would make the first move in contacting me, I thought for sure it would have been me, but I sure the fuck wouldn’t have done it over a damn FACEBOOK MESSAGE. I would have at least had the nerve to send him a text or even call him. NOT Facebook him. My response:
Yes, everything is going good and mom and Joe are still in Phoenix. Dad and Sharon are doing good. Bye.
Don’t even Facebook me and think that you’re going to get me to “open up” to you and you think that this whole situation is going to be ok. Yeah, I was the one the fucked this up, but YOU’RE the one that FACEBOOKED me… What the hell? That’s the only think I could think of. Whatever. I was done with it.
“Lane, the pizzas are done!” Dawson announced from the kitchen.
I logged off Facebook and went to the kitchen. We had Pepperoni Pizza and Chardonnay for dinner! MMMM! When thinking about some plans for the next few days, I remembered seeing some Fettuccini noodles in pantry and knew that we were going to be cooking for ourselves in the near future! This was the type of dinner and relaxing nights that I loved. Cooking and eating with your friends and ending the night with a movie. It couldn’t get any better than that!
After the dishes were loaded in the dishwasher and the kitchen cleaned up, Kelli went to look on TV at the Netflix thing to see if there were any movies that sounded good. There had been some new releases since the last time we had watched a movie and decided that we would grab a beer and watch a movie.
I wasn’t all that interested in the movie, it had a fast start, and not a slow start. Not sure why, but I can’t keep up with things if it just jumps right into something and doesn’t casually walk into the plot. So I was mostly lost the entire first half of the movie. Throughout the movie, I had been texting dad, mom, Dylan, and a couple other friends, so it was a good thing that I wasn’t paying attention to the movie, because I wouldn’t be able to concentrate on it very good since I had so many conversations going on through texts.
I said my good nights and went upstairs to bed, leaving Dawson and Kelli downstairs. I got all prepped for bed and was just about to drift off when I remembered I had another Facebook message that I didn’t read. I logged on and saw that it was from RYAN PORTLAND…..
Nice to know Jared managed to hole-up at a friend's safe, warm, place. But, what IS with the Facebook thing? Checking up from "a distance"?
It's good they had Joe's 4X4 to get out for supplies. Noted that even though they stopped by Dawson's house, he elected to stay with them, and continue to hang out at Lane's. Hmmm ...
Now ... Who the heck is this Ryan? That young doctor?
Thanks for that update!
WISDOM is the Knowledge you've gained ... After you could have used it! _Me
More More More More!
If you can't forgive the one you love, and can't love the one you're with, Love Ryan ??
i now have more questions than answers omg so who is this Ryan and i am still team Jared and i don't see how he could possibly over him they were amazing but that is just me being a hopeless romantic
it is strange that I don't like Jared? Lol, I'm sorry but I don't know If I like Lane that much..BUT I LOVE THE STORY, especially Dawson...every time I read of Dawson I automatically picture Marcus Mojo lol I fell like that's what he'd look like, but its a great story, very hot!
I like Lane because he is such a forgiving person i dislike Dawson because he screwed up the relationship for Lane i dislike Jared for not allowing Lane to explain ( haha idk if it is just me but Lane and explain they rhythm) the situation because technically Lane did nothing wrong it was all Dawson (i have respect for Dawson in that he shared his feelings)
This may sound so cliche, but my school had the exact stereotype of Highschool Hierarchy, with the mean cliques at the top, and all else under, so I'm all about loyalty, and I'm always on the side of people who were their 1st! Lol i.e Dawson... lol I just resent Jared...always have always will...But I will like Lane if he and Dawson get together...BUT I also want a side story about Dawson and Lane...lmao Im so confused, as to what I want...and btw I uploaded the 2nd excerpt of my 'story' Lol
And this story is told from Lane's perspective... so that is kind of weird, but whatever floats your boat!!
I am sure you remember me, but just in case you don’t, I met you at your dad’s house new year’s eve at the little party he had. I was really glad that I got the chance to meet you and talk with you. I am just as equally happy that I found you on here! To be honest, I had to wait until your dad accepted my friend request so I could track you that way. I hope that you will accept me to be your friend. You really seem like a great guy and I hope that I have another chance to see you and talk with you some more, only maybe this time, we can start out on a good note? I’d like that a lot.
Well, anyways, let’s cut to the chase…. Who were the guys that we were with you? It was very obvious to me that one of them was gay, but the other one I wasn’t sure about. Are you gay? Was one of them your boyfriend? He is a very lucky guy if my hunch is right.
Well, I couldn’t go any longer without sending you that, I hope that you don’t get freaked out by me messaging you.
Hope to hear from you soon…….. Ryan.
I just sat and stared at the computer screen for a while. WOW! I couldn’t believe that he actually looked me up on Facebook, added me, and sent me a message. Especially one that went into THAT much detail. He had some serious balls, and for that, I was going to message him back and be nice to him. There was also one other person that I needed to clue in on this little email and that was Dawson. He wasn’t the best at proof reading and making sure that he had marks where they needed to be, but boy could he write! Between the two of us, we could make one hell of a writer. And Kelli, well she was just awesome too! She was incredible with her words too, so I was going to have to clue her in on this too. I figured that this could wait until morning so I knew that I would be refreshed and clearly thinking about the situation!
I was getting ready to log off when I saw that Jared had responded…
Wow.. why so short with me all of a sudden? I am glad that they’re doing good. Please tell them all that I said hi. I would like to maybe talk with you in person soon, if you’re ok with that. Have a good night, Lane! Love you.
This would be an easy write back….
WHY SO SHORT? You’re kidding, right? I’m not having this conversation with you over Facebook, nor in person. I’ll be honest with you, I’m not going to tell them hi for you. Sorry. I’m just not.
And as for talking in person… I doubt that’ll happen too.
I will admit.. I did mess up. I shouldn’t have let Dawson do that and I take full responsibility for my actions. But, I wanted to talk then, not now. Maybe in a month or so I’ll be ready to talk to you, but not now and not next week. Sorry.
I could already tell that was going to upset him even more. I’m not sure why I didn’t want to talk to him. I can’t explain it. I just didn’t want to. It’s the weirdest feeling ever. I did like him and we had some kick ass times, but at another sense, I was ok with the fact that he was no longer my boyfriend, and yes, that was really weird saying.
I was putting my phone away and on the charger when I heard Dawson and Kelli coming up the stairs. I went out into the hall to meet them. Who was I kidding? I knew that I couldn’t wait until morning to message Ryan back.
“Ok,” I said to them. “I want to know RIGHT NOW how many drinks the two of you had.”
“Lane,” Kelli said. “Chill out. It’s not like we’re driving home. We’re staying here. Now go back to bed.”
The two of them started laughing. I could tell that they had had a few, but I just couldn’t help myself.
“Kelli, shut up. I don’t care what the hell you’ve had or what you’re doing, but this is a personal matter for me. I have a serious problem I am facing and I need help.” I snapped back.
Dawson’s ears perked, “What did you do, Lane?”
“I didn’t do anything.” I said quickly.
I knew that Dawson didn’t believe me, but I knew for sure that Kelli did. So I filled Kelli in on who Ryan was and what all happened at my dad’s in Chicago and then told them that he messaged me on Facebook.
“NO WAY, DUDE!” Dawson shouted. “HE WAS FUCKING HOT! YOU HAVE TO ACT ON THAT!”
“I know,” I said joyfully. “I just need both of you to help me when I write him back!”
They were eager to help me out, so the computer we went. After some arguing here and there we were finally able to come up with a kick ass response:
I am very flattered that you took that much time to look me up on Facebook. Didn’t think you’d care that much! But yes, I am very glad that we got the chance to meet in Chicago, and I wouldn’t be opposed to meeting again! I think that you’re a very good resident, dad talks highly about you all the time, and I know that you’ll make an even better doctor.
And as for the people that were with me, yes, you’re right, one of them was gay. He happens to be my best friend. We’ve been friends since we were literally 2 years old. There was another one that was my step brother, whom I am sure that you’ve met before. It’s Sharon’s son, dad’s wife. And the other one, you’re right was my boyfriend, but he now has the new title of “EX!”
But, on another note, why did you say that, “he is a very lucky guy if my hunch is right”??? Please do explain that one to me!
I hope you’re doing good and are loving Chicago! It’s one of my very favorite places to visit!
I was proud with what I wrote and told the two of them thanks, but, yet again, before logging off, I saw that I had another message from Jared:
Oh. Well I’m sorry for caring and thanks for being a dick. Don’t bother talking to me in a month, because I want nothing to do with you.
I looked at the computer once again in disbelief and literally laughed out loud. I couldn’t believe that he just sent that to me. Whatever. I was so over him and could do WAY better than him. And from the sounds of it, I think was doing better than him anyways. I mean, come one, I had a doctor knocking on my door!