The Other Side (closed for Mav Unlimited)

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The phone had stopped ringing. For now. The pure wanton lust in Nick's eyes could have burned right through Jamie as he straddled him and gyrated his hips in a seductive manner, their cocks dancing together slowly. Nick's steel would have entered Jamie by now and fucked him into oblivion had he been a girl. But Nick had no experience of fucking a man. Let alone a tender boy like Jamie. This was something brand new for him. And he didn't want to hurt Jamie in any way, mental or physical, no matter how turned on he was at that moment. He himself had never had anything put up his own ass ever. It had already been an amazing and overwhelming evening for both of them.

Jamie's sexy whispers made Nick growl back at him, his fingers digging deeper into the softness of his buttocks, and running over his hips and his thighs as he held him. Suddenly, a silicone dick appeared before their eyes as Nick turned his head the same time as Jamie. He eyed the device for a few moments before they left and focused slowly on Jamie's face as it blushed.

"What exactly have you been practicing, naughty boy? And for what purpose?"

Nick extended his arm to touch Jamie's chest as he sat on him. His fingers started to play with the boy's nipples, tweaking one of them gently while his other hand still on the tender flesh of his ass, dug deeper, fingers sliding further into the crack, trying to find the entrance to his deep unfulfilled want. Jamie's cock throbbed right before him as he stared up into the boy's hungry blue eyes.

 

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Jamie's jaw dropped at the electric sensations Nick's hands were causing. The tweaking of his sensitive nipple sparked waves of excitement, and the teasing of his cleft had brought him back to full hardness, even as his heart thumped with nervousness.

"Oh... I...," he groaned between little gasps, "I may have... been thinking a lot lately... about... having a cock up inside me."

For several moments he'd thrown his head back and shut his eyes, as if transported to heaven, but now he refocused his gaze on Nick's, drinking in the lust in the other man and sending plenty back at him. He especially wanted to see Nick's reaction right now.

"I guess I've always wanted it," he whispered, "but... funny how, since I met you, I'm thinking about it so much more intensely. Thinking about... how exactly it might happen. And how I'd want to be ready for it. So... I went out this morning and bought that. Just... to see if I could handle it. I got a little in and it wasn't easy. But... it was soooo good."

He scraped his fingernails gently down Nick's chest, making a noise between a purr and a growl.

"Anything you've been particularly fantasizing about lately...?" he asked with a playful smirk.

 

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Nick had been fantasizing about having his cock inside Jamie. Inside his mouth. And his tight ass. He had been fantasizing about fucking the boy senseless ever since Jamie had taken him to his bed. But he was being patient. Jamie, however, was now beginning to test his patience. He stared up lustfully at his young lover, realizing just how eager Jamie was for Nick to fill him with his thickness. He had been preparing himself for it. That made Nick growl and grab Jamie's wrist as he scraped his chest like a hungry kitten, whimpering like a slut for him.

"I like that you have been practicing for me. Good boy. I have been fantasizing about..."

Nick pulled Jamie down closer to his body, their chests bumping against each other, Nick's other arm curling around Jamie's back, and kissed him on the mouth. Then his fingers grabbed Jamie's hair and pulled him back from the kiss.

"...sliding my hard cock inside you, Jamie. And fucking you nice and slow, filling you up with my entire length. Do you think you are ready?"

Nick's grip on Jamie's hair tightened as he nibbled on the boy's bottom lip, sucking on it gently, his other arm extending, fingers sliding slowly against the crevice, teasing him.

"Do you think you are ready for me, to fuck your sexy ass?" Nick's eyes stared up into Jamie's with pure sin in them.

 

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Jamie breathed raggedly as he drank in the intense lust in Nick's eyes. When Nick spoke of fucking him slowly, filling him up, he felt his own desire grow almost out of control. He wiggled excitedly atop Nick and licked the salt from his neck.

He wanted this badly, but he knew he probably wasn't ready. Nick's words nonetheless pushed him over the edge - how could he possibly stand to wait? More than anything, it was the Good boy that crashed through any flimsy wall of hesitation he had. He had never had a man tell him he was a good boy, and maybe it was silly, but that tugged at him on levels he could barely understand and had no hope of resisting.

"I'm gonna have to be ready, because I need you so fucking bad right now," Jamie exhaled into his ear. "I need all of that. All of you. Make me yours."

He nipped gently at Nick's ear and jaw before leaning over to reach under his pillow, past the dildo, to find his bottle of lube.

"I know you'll be gentle," he whispered, in contrast to the wickedness gleaming in Nick's eyes, as he pressed the bottle into the man's big hand.

 

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The lasers that were Nick's eyes shot through Jamie's as the boy handed him the bottle of lube, urging him on with a seductive whisper and a clear message of what he wanted. What he needed so badly. Nick growled at his touch, soft lips and sharp teeth scraping at him. His arousal pressed hard against Jamie's flesh now as the lean young body wiggled eagerly on top. Nick withdrew his hand from behind Jamie, coated two of his fingers with some of the lubricant and gently started sliding it against the cleft, the tip of his finger probing the puckered hole teasingly with the base of his thumb.

"Yes, you are going to have to be ready soon. Because I need to be inside you. And I don't want to hurt you."

Nick's middle finger then dipped into the tightness as Jamie clenched his buttocks before letting go. Nick gazed up into his eyes, observing his reactions as his digit began sinking inside Jamie slowly before it withdrew.

"I will be very gentle. We can go nice and slow. There's no need to rush anything."

Nick continued to fuck Jamie slowly using just his finger, knowing well he could take more, if not his entire thickness yet. But he hadn't done this in a long time, let alone with a young vulnerable man. He wanted to make sure it was pleasurable for both of them. He wiggled his finger inside, thrusting it deeper every now and then, watching Jamie's stiffness throb in front of him. Nick reached over with his other hand and grabbed the base of Jamie's cock, squeezing it gently, before his fingers moved below to cup the jewels.

 

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Jamie was putty in Nick's hands as the man's finger massaged around his eager little hole. His whole body responded to the touch. He'd wanted this for what seemed like an eternity, and the pleasure was so rich and intense it was almost agony. His eyes gleamed with awe and hunger as they locked tightly on Nick's.

"Oh my god... oh my god," he breathed between little gasps and groans.

Nick's finger pushed in, pushed deep, and the pain flared up. Jamie whimpered. He'd been through this with the dildo - he knew any penetration would hurt at first, but it would pass. He begged it to pass - he just wanted to be fucked. He wanted Nick deep, deep inside him. Defying the pain, he pushed his ass back as if to force Nick's finger deeper inside him.

Nick's loving touch on his cock and balls was a pleasant distraction from the pain. He smiled sweetly down at the man and slowly eased back, pulling Nick with him, until he was flat on his back with his head on the pillow, Nick arching over him. He pulled his legs up, spreading them wide. His tight ring of muscle squeezed Nick's finger hard.

"Try another finger," he encouraged, breathing raggedly.

 

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Nick's finger would disappear between Jamie's cheeks as he ground his bottom and moaned for him only to pull almost all the way back out before getting pushed back into his tightness once again. Their eyes conveyed the lust they had for each other, while Nick stroked Jamie's hard cock using his other hand.

Nick pulled his finger out as they changed positions, now on top as Jamie spread himself. He grabbed some more lube and applied generously before probing Jamie's hole with two fingers, pressing, further, deeper, feeling the pressure as the boy's muscles gripped Nick's fingers, adjusting to the girth. He looked so sexy naked and vulnerable in front of him, those beautiful blue eyes pleading to be taken hard, his hair in disarray by now.

"I want you to cum for me, my pretty boy."

Nick increased the speed with which his fingers were fucking the boy's ass now as he gently played with his balls. His fingers would move to the base of Jamie's cock, squeezing it firmly, then sliding all the way up to the tip and back down maintaining the pressure. His fingers would curl inside the tightness and fuck Jamie faster, watching him squirm and writhe in pain and pleasure.

"Cum for me...again, Jamie."

 

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Jamie was flushed and sweating, his eyes dark and shining with ecstasy. He still winced at the pain when Nick pushed hard or deep, and the second finger made him gasp, but he didn't break eye contact and remained hard, thanks to Nick's diligent stroking.

He grinned at Nick's words, thrilled at being his pretty boy. That was definitely the sexiest thing anyone had ever called him. No girlfriend could give him even a shadow of this experience - it was the dad he'd needed all along.

Just when the pain became almost too much, he felt Nick's fingers curl and target that spot inside him he'd never experienced before. His eyes grew wider, and his jaw dropped.

"Oh fuck!" he gasped. "Do that again - FUCK!"

Jamie thought he'd already experienced the greatest orgasm of his life, but the best was yet to come.

"Cum for me," Nick was urging, "again, Jamie."

Oh yes - he could hardly have stopped it now. He was in a near panic of pleasure, the climax rising higher than he ever thought possible, and when it began to explode, his eyes rolled back, his mouth wide open in a scream that was silent at first, as his hot seed began to erupt, and then he was hollering loud enough that surely the neighbours would have heard.

 

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Nick did it again. And again. And again. Just like Jamie begged him to. His fingers were relentless in their pursuit of Jamie's sweet spot as the sexy body writhing before him exploded in a fiery climax to the man's every thrust. Enveloping his hard young throbbing cock in his mouth, Nick felt the shudders as he tasted Jamie once again, this time feeling the intensity with which the boy's body responded, initially in sweet whimpers, then in uncontrolled screams of delight. Nick's mouth left Jamie for a few moments as the cum sprayed onto his chin and his lips, some of the sweet juice dribbling down Jamie's shaft. Nick sucked the hardness back into his mouth and drank every last drop while his fingers finally eased out of Jamie's tightness as the boy collapsed on the bed, Nick on top of him, licking his fingers, wiping his chin, watching Jamie with a smile on his face.

"You are so yummy." Nick leaned down, over Jamie's body and pressed his lips against his mouth, giving him a taste of himself, caressing his hair, brushing it away from his face, staring deeply into those baby blue eyes.

"I should probably leave now." He whispered close to Jamie's ear, his hot breath against the tender skin before lying down on the bed next to him and stared up at the ceiling for a few moments before watching Jamie recover from the experience, smiling at him.

 

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Jamie was caught between laughing and crying in the wake of the earth-shattering orgasm Nick had given him. He grinned at Nick in drunken bliss, licking the mess from his face and pressing into his mouth with his tongue, tasting everything he could get. His arms and legs grasped at the man, trying to pull him even closer. What the hell else even mattered in life if it was possible to feel this way with a man? With this man?

"Are you a god?" he whispered, caressing Nick's bottom lip with the tip of one finger. "Because that was... divine. I had no idea... fuck, I had no idea!"

Jamie drank in Nick's gaze with his own, drawing out the high as long as he could. He nudged his nose affectionately against Nick's and traced his fingers up and down Nick's spine. It was unbearable to imagine this ending - what if it never happened again?

"Stay," he sighed, taking one of Nick's large hands and pressing it against his cheek. "Don't leave. There's nothing greater in life than this - you've certainly shown me that. I feel alive with you, like I never have been before. How can I stand being apart from you?"

 

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Nick could sense the fear and the anxiety in Jamie's voice, and his touch. The boy was afraid they might not see each other again, after Nick had gone home. But he had to go home. Sooner or later. And they would see each other again. That much Nick was certain about. Even if he hadn't been sure after their first encounter in the car that lovely night. He had been in doubt ever since. But not anymore. What he had experienced with Jamie tonight could not be described in words alone. It had been magical. Nick lay on the bed, staring into Jamie's eyes and grinning widely as the boy spoke.

"I'm no god. But you call me that, if you wish. It was divine, indeed. And I had no idea either." Nick caressed Jamie's hair, brushing it aside, then stroking his cheek.

"I've never felt this way before either, Jamie. And I don't want to leave. But I will have to. Just for now. We will meet again. And this time, I mean it."

Nick pulled Jamie closer for a passionate kiss against the lips, shoving his tongue into the boy's mouth and letting him know he meant every word he was saying. He pulled back, fingers lingering at the back of Jamie's neck.

"I will call you tomorrow. I promise." He pecked the boy on the lips and raised himself up to sit on the bed, grabbing his lover closer against his chest. He then whispered and stroked Jamie's back.

"I promise."

 

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The deep, aggressive kiss, which made Jamie feel like Nick's tongue might just reach all the way down his throat and fill him up, was just the thing to punctuate the smouldering encounter. Even better was the promise that followed. Jamie wholly believed him after what they'd just shared. He had complete faith in the man.

It was still wretched to have to let go of him. Jamie held on as long as he could, absorbing and memorizing the sensation of his naked body perfectly moulded to Nick's larger, more rugged frame - the chest hair tickling his sensitive nipples, the strong hand stroking his back, the warm breath against his neck, the tickle of the whisper next to his ear, the thrumming of their shared heartbeat, even the sticky wetness of cum between them. He was still warm all over and trembling now and then in the all-consuming afterglow.

"Thank you," he exhaled, his fingers digging slightly into Nick's back. "Thank you for... being here. For making me feel so good. Better than I ever have, or ever thought I could. For making me feel like I matter, and like I'm not alone. You're my missing piece, Nick."

When Nick finally loosened his grip on him, Jamie sat back just enough to look into his eyes, his soft hands landing on Nick's cheeks, caressing his five o'clock shadow.

"I believe everything you say," he whispered, softly kissing his luscious lips. "I'll see you soon. And we'll talk when we can. And maybe text...?"

His mouth stretched into a grin.

"I'll give you my phone number for sure this time. You're not getting out of here without it."

 

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Whatever Nick had felt when he had dropped Jamie off at his place the last time and driven back home with all the confusion in his head, this was a hundred times more agonizing. Not because he was confused. Not anymore. He had never thought more clearly in his life. He knew what he wanted. The trouble was on how he was going to achieve it. He had exchanged phone numbers with Jamie this time.

You're my missing piece, Nick.

And Jamie was the missing piece in his life. Those words reverberated in Nick's head as he was driving home, wondering what he was going to tell Connie. And what about Kelly? Jamie obviously wanted to break up with her, but hadn't been able to do so yet. A thousand questions circulated through his mind as he pulled up into the driveway, turned off the engine and rested his forehead on the steering wheel for a few moments, not wanting to go inside.

When Nick entered the living room, he could hear the two women in the house loud enough to realize something was wrong. It was late. Nick was happy, but tired. Exhausted. Whatever it was, he was not in a state to deal with it. Especially with those two. But what other option did he have? He walked into the kitchen like a lamb ready to be slaughtered.

"Well, look who's here! Nice of you to come home, Nick! Where the hell have you been? Do you have any idea what your daughter has been up to? And did you know about this boy she's seeing? Why the fuck didn't you tell me?" Connie greeted him in the nicest way she could. Nick had experienced way worst and had gotten used to her by now. He ignored half of her comments and turned to Kelly, walking towards her as she sat sobbing on one of the barstools in the kitchen.

"What happened? Did you and Jamie break up?"

Nick was hoping she would say yes, and the world would suddenly be a better place. But he knew that wasn't the case, since Jamie had been with him all evening. What came out of her mouth, however, made him sick to his stomach. Not because he thought it was the truth. But because he knew she was lying.

"No." she spoke between crocodile tears that only her father could recognize. "He forced me into having sex with him, Dad. I kept saying no, but he didn't listen. He kept hitting me and called me a..." She didn't complete the sentence and continued to cry as Nick looked up at his wife who was glaring at both of them.

There was no way Jamie would have forced Kelly into anything. Nick knew that better than anyone else. But he couldn't say that. Neither to Kelly, nor to his wife. This was going to get messier than he had imagined.

 

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Jamie lay awake for a very long time amongst his rumpled covers, staring at the ceiling and feeling a lingering warmth and pleasant throbbing in all his most sensitive parts, sweet memories of Nick to remind himself it hadn't been just a fantasy.

"Nick," he whispered longingly. "My Nick!"

He toyed with his softened cock, wanting to jerk himself off several times over to thoughts of everything that had happened tonight, but Nick had well and truly worn him out.

Jamie finally got himself ready for bed and attempted to sleep. By this time his head had cleared a bit and he couldn't help wondering where things could go from here. His relationship with Kelly was getting harder and harder to sustain now that she was pushing hard for sex and tearing apart all his excuses. The constant nagging was bad enough. He was struggling to see how the sham of a relationship could continue to be worth the trouble. What had he expected - that people would instantly think he was gay the moment he broke up with her? Maybe he'd just been irrationally paranoid about his fellow teens' perceptiveness. Maybe if he got her to break up with him, he could at least finish the rest of high school in solitude, claiming heartbreak.

If Kelly didn't want anything to do with him, wouldn't that make it all the harder to see Nick on a regular basis? Or would it be easier? If he went over to her place, she'd inevitably try to pull the same shit again, and it wasn't as if he'd get to spend alone time with her dad when he was over there with her anyway. Maybe their only chance was to continue stealing occasional evenings like tonight.

Jamie stared at his phone. He was tempted to text Nick already. He didn't want to be clingy, or get him in trouble by texting at a bad time. This would all have to be handled with delicacy. His first resolution was to wait for Nick to call or text him first. Let Nick set the pace. He was the one living with both a wife and Jamie's girlfriend, and he had the most to lose.

With a deep sigh, Jamie set his phone aside and shut his eyes. Was he a terrible person for fooling around with a married man?

This was an affair. How adult!

Somehow the only thing he managed to feel guilt over was how little guilt he felt.

 

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Jamie had been on Nick's mind all the while as he had driven home. He had planned to text the boy as soon as he reached his house, or before he fell asleep from the delightful exhaustion he had experienced that evening. He had not wanted to leave Jamie's bed, but knew better. And after seeing Kelly and Connie, he was somewhat glad he hadn't stayed any longer. Jamie was certainly still on his mind, but not in the same capacity as he had been just moments ago. And he was not sure what, if any, would he say to the boy, even if he felt like texting him. Could he just wish him a good night and pretend he knew nothing about what Kelly was up to? Maybe. After all, there was no reason for Jamie to even know about it yet. Or should he tell him everything before the sun rose the next morning? Or let him just find out about it from his daughter? There was no way Kelly would back out of it now, unless she wanted to prove herself as a blatant liar in from of her mother.

He watched Kelly and Connie discuss the situation with frustration as Kelly tried to explain to her mother each and every lie about what took place between her and Jamie. Connie shut her down when his girl mentioned the police, knowing too well they would not have any traction if they were to make a police case out of it. What was she even thinking? What did she exactly want from Jamie? Police? Good lord! Nick just sat there exasperated. He knew however that if he didn't show support, both mother and daughter would freak out.The mother more so than the daughter. If he just indulged Kelly and pretended to believe every word she said, that would upset Jamie.

Nick just wanted to sleep right now. He tried to soothe Kelly, pretending to care in front of his wife. He would need to talk to his daughter alone at some point later on when Connie was not around. He could only imagine Jamie's reaction when he found out. What would he do? Would he be happy that he no longer had to tolerate his daughter? Would he be angry at her for the slander? As for Kelly, Nick wasn't sure what exactly her plan was. She was certainly not smart enough to think through any plan, even if she had attempted to make one by herself. And he was already seeing a lot of loopholes in whatever she had in that ugly mind of hers. It saddened him to no end that she was the same little princess he had helped raise.

It was another hour of arguing, bickering, and false tears before the three of them agreed to continue the discussion in the morning. It had been a day of several highs and lows. Nick knew that tomorrow would not be any different. And he needed to rest before he could deal with any of it.

 

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Jamie slept deeply, though not nearly as long as he usually would on a weekend. He woke up to a text notification and immediately jolted wide awake, expecting to hear from Nick. He carried the memory of the man pleasantly in sweet bodily aches that longed to feel the strain of pleasure again.

But when he looked at his phone, the text was from Kelly, not her dad. Jamie's heart dropped. With a sigh, he did the obligatory thing and read the text, even though she was the last person he wanted to hear from right now, and he was sure it would just be more bullshit like yesterday, when she'd nagged him for ignoring her Instagram photos.

Ur gonna get what you deserve, I swear!

Jamie furrowed his brow, wondering at the meaning of this message. Was this still about Instagram? He replied with a single question mark, having no clue what she was planning to accuse him of doing or not doing this time. Her next reply came immediately:

U KNOW WHAT U DID U FUCKING DISGUSTING ASSHOLE!!!

Jamie's heart pounded. Oh, shit - was there a possibility she'd actually found out about what he'd been doing with her dad?

He set his phone aside, not knowing how he could possibly respond now. What if she actually did know? What would he do? What would Nick do? Jamie couldn't imagine how he'd face up to this if it all came out. He'd have to pack a bag and leave town, and live on God only knew. Was there even a remote chance that Nick, a man with a wife and daughter, would follow him?

He told himself he was probably catastrophizing and needed to stop freaking out. Knowing Kelly, whatever she was pissed about this morning was just as inconsequential as ever. Still, it planted an unpleasant seed of worry within him, which was a bitter chaser to a night of pure joy.

He considered texting Nick, but once again decided it would be best to wait for the man to make the first move.

No longer able to get any rest despite it being a quiet Sunday morning, he got up and pulled on some comfortable clothes. When he came out of the bathroom, his mother had just gotten home.

"Hey ma," he said softly. "Hell of a shift?"

"You know it," she replied, smiling tiredly. She stepped closer and studied his expression. "You okay, baby?"

Jamie pursed his lips and nodded, but he knew his mom wasn't fooled.

"I owe you a talk," she decided, setting down her work backpack and gesturing him to follow her to the kitchen. "C'mon - I'll pour you a glass of OJ and we'll sit down at the table."

Jamie followed and accepted the glass of juice. It didn't take long for her to start making educated guesses.

"Things going a little rough with Kelly?"

Jamie nodded and was surprised by the burst of emotion that was suddenly erupting in his throat, choking him. He sagged over to rest his head on his arm.

"I don't know if I can keep it up, mom," he mumbled once he could find his voice again.

She reached over to rub his back soothingly. "Every relationship has its challenges, but if it becomes labour and grief instead of making your life happier and easier, maybe it's not meant to be, hmm?"

Jamie sighed. "She never made me happy, and it's never been easy," he whispered in a moment of vulnerability.

Mom continued rubbing his back. "I'm thinking there's not much point in me asking why you were with her for so long," she said after a long pause.

Jamie didn't say anything for a minute or two, and then asked, "Do you remember like... four or five years ago... when that kid at my school killed himself?"

Her hand stopped, but remained on his back. "Of course. How could anyone forget? Baby... do you think about hurting yourself? Shit. I haven't been around enough - I'm so sorry, honey."

"No, no - it's nothing that bad," he assured her, sitting up and leaning over to pull her into a hug. He rested his chin on her shoulder as he continued speaking: "I don't think I'd ever get to that point. It's only... I've been... thinking of the sort of crap that led to that poor kid feeling the way he did."

"Has someone at school been bullying you?"

"No. Not yet, at least. But what if they did?" He leaned back and crossed his arms, looking down at the table. "What if they had... reason to?"

It had been a long time since he'd been this candid with his mother, even though he wasn't exactly saying much. He'd never suggested to his mom that he might be gay, and he had no idea how perceptive she was. This was as close to an admission as he was ready for, and he wasn't sure whether or not he wanted her to understand what he was saying. He didn't even dare to look at her face, and the ensuing silence was deeply worrisome.

"Jamie... there is never, ever justification for bullying, so you put that out of your head," she finally said in a low but urgent tone. "Whoever you are, and whatever you need to be happy in life, no one has any right to take that away from you or punish you for it. You're a big boy now, and I only have so much mothering left to do - I just want you to know right now that I love you, and there are no strings attached, and if you go forward in life a happy man, in whatever way that might be, I'll be happy for you."

Jamie looked up with tears in his eyes and lunged in for another hug. He'd never been sure how it would go if he came out to his mother, but now he had a pretty solid idea, and was grateful, even though he knew he had some hard decisions ahead of him. At least it wouldn't be long before high school was over and he could look at moving to a larger city. As for what would happen with Nick, that would have to play itself out. In the meantime, he was hopeful that he'd have enough stolen time with Kelly's dad to keep him as happy as he could be.

Now, he just needed to be patient enough to wait until he heard from Nick about when they could meet next.

 

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Nick had intended to text Jamie before going to sleep. It never happened. Neither did he text Jamie, nor could he sleep that night. Nick couldn't just pretend everything was fine and send a sweet good night message to his lover. Neither could he tell him what Kelly was up to and how he had only pretended to support her and what a fucking nightmare this was turning out for him. Maybe Jamie would understand. But what if he didn't? He was not ready to disappoint the boy a second time in a row. He partly already had, since Jamie would have expected at least a "Hi! That was the best I ever had! Can't wait to see you again!" or something to that effect. But he would have to wait until tomorrow. Assuming Nick could actually get out of the house in time to see him before Kelly did. Nick tossed and turned all night in the same manner he did after coming home from his first kiss in Jamie's car that night. The reason for his sleeplessness was different this time.

"Are you going to do something about it, Nick?" Connie interrupted her husband while he was brushing his teeth. "Kelly said she's not ready to break up with that boy. I don't understand her. And you're acting as if nothing happened. Both of you are driving me nuts right now."

Nick rinsed his mouth, washed his face, and grabbed the towel, staring at his wife for a few moments before walking over to the bed and sitting on the edge.

"I'm going to talk to her. Don't worry about it. I know..." Nick almost had to bite his tongue from saying something stupid. He gathered his thoughts and spoke again. "I...met the boy the other day and he seemed like a very decent kid. I don't know why he would do something like that. There has to be more than what Kelly is telling us."

"You met the boy once, Nick! For god's sake! Are you her father or his friend? Don't you believe your own daughter?" Connie's frustration was apparent on her face. She was demanding an answer. Nick had none. What he really wanted to do at that moment was run as far away from his home as possible and never return.

Nick wiped his face and threw the towel aside as he continued to stare at Connie, ignoring her questions. "Like I said, I'm going to go talk to her." Nick got up and headed over to his daughter's room, knocking three times.

"What do you want, dad?" Kelly set her phone aside on the bed and looked up at her father.

Nick gazed into his daughter's eyes as if he was searching for the truth before he spoke. "I came here to talk to you about what happened yesterday, with Jamie. It was...yesterday, wasn't it, that you told me how he behaved with you, in spite of you repeatedly asking him to...stop?"

"Yes, dad. Yesterday evening. How many times do I have to repeat it? I've been over it a thousand times already. With mom and then after you finally showed up. You want me to go over it again and embarrass myself?"

"No." Interrupted Nick, knowing fully well that she was lying. She couldn't have been with Jamie yesterday evening. He couldn't however tell her that. She would obviously demand to know how he knew. What would he say then? He had to think this through. "I'm sorry. I will leave you alone now. Your mom tells me you don't want to break up with him?" Nick eyed his daughter carefully, holding the door knob, watching the expressions on her face. "Are you sure about that, after what...you say he did?"

Nick knew she wouldn't have an answer to his question. Kelly dodged his attempt to get the truth out of her and her real intentions by asking him to leave once again. She had made up her own mind on what she wanted to do and how she wanted to deal with her boyfriend, when her parents had not offered the support she was hoping. She was not ready to break up with the poor boy. Yet she wanted to make his life miserable. She was definitely her mother's daughter, except she was only half as smart as Connie. She had not thought this through when she first made the accusation, and he was damn sure she would repeat her mistake, whatever she was planning to do next. He closed the door behind him and went downstairs. He had heard the noise of the water running upstairs and figured Connie was taking a shower. He pulled the phone from his pocket and started typing a message to his secret lover.

Meet me at the cafe two blocks down and across the street from Brown's Books. Noon. I'll wait for you there.

Nick couldn't wait to see Jamie and tell him everything. He couldn't wait to do a lot of other things with him. But that would have to wait for now. At least until they got this sorted out.

 

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After his mother had gone to bed to recover from her gruelling night shift at the hospital, Jamie had eaten some breakfast and sat down to try to get some homework done. He was very easily distracted, but he managed to make a little progress by the time his phone chimed, indicating the arrival of a text message:

Meet me at the cafe two blocks down and across the street from Brown's Books. Noon. I'll wait for you there.

Jamie leaped right out of his seat in excitement, grinning at the screen. He'd had no idea what to expect as a follow-up to their unexpected night of passion, but to know that Nick wanted to see him again so quickly was thrilling.

I'll be there!!! <3, he texted back rapidly.

Of course, the more he thought about it, the more Jamie's excitement began to fade down to pensiveness, and then slight worry. Why would Nick suggest meeting somewhere public? That didn't exactly suggest sex. And certainly they couldn't hold hands or be in any way romantic in a public place, certainly not in this small town where someone you knew might be around any corner, watching.

What if Nick wanted to break things off? A public setting would be strategic, to reduce the chances of him freaking out.

Quit being so paranoid, he scolded himself.

He toyed with various possible responses or questions he could text to Nick, but decided that it was probably best to wait until they could talk in person. Jamie then spent the next couple of hours vacillating between excitement and concern and getting no homework done whatsoever.

Finally, he scribbled a note to his mom saying he was hanging out with a friend this afternoon and didn't know when he might be home, and then hurried out to the bus stop.

The bus was running late, and it was a few minutes past noon when he arrived. He'd tied his hair back and had a slightly too-big hoodie on with the hood up, hoping to make himself a bit less recognizable as he stepped into the cafe and glanced around for that familiar face.

 

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It was a lazy Sunday afternoon. The cafe was crowded., but Nick had reached there early and was already on his second dose of caffeine. He had picked a corner spot that was cozy enough for both of them to sit once Jamie arrived so as not to be disturbed or overheard by any of the other visitors. Nick could have chosen any place he wanted to meet Jamie. A more private setting. Or a place with fewer people. They could have certainly met at Jamie's home if his mother was at work doing the weekend shift. But he wanted to talk first, and not be distracted in any manner that would lead them to get their hands all over each other and end up sweaty and exhausted. There would plenty of time for that later on. Besides, none of the people he knew ever visited this place, so there was no chance of anyone recognizing him. As for Jamie, he was not worried so much about anyone noticing him with another man. They were just going talk casually. Not kiss or make out in public.

He glanced over towards the entrance and smiled, seeing the boy in a hoodie approaching him slowly, weaving through the crowd. He might as well have been invisible to them. Everyone was engrossed in their own world. And that was perfect. He didn't want any eyes watching them unnecessarily. Nick had been rehearsing what to say to Jamie once they were face to face. But no matter how much he tried, he couldn't bring himself not to feel guilty about the way his own daughter was behaving. He had raised her after all. The worst part was, he had no idea what else was cooking in that devious mind of hers.

"Thank you for coming, Jamie. Please have a seat." Nick smiled up at the boy who had his head still covered with the hood. He spoke in discreet sentences and glanced around before turning to look at his lover, sipping from the mug in front of him. "Would you like to get something to eat? Or drink, before we talk?"

 

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Jamie examined the man's friendly, but not too friendly smile and reflected back the same, though he wished he could grin and leap right into Nick's lap. The words of greeting sounded more like the start of a business meeting than a follow-up meeting to a night of illicit passion, but that was probably for the best for now.

"I'm not sure I can eat," he admitted, sighing as he sat. He drew back his hood just a couple of inches and smiled again.

"It's... good to see you," he said in a near-whisper, wringing his hands in his lap. "I, um... hmm. I guess I should wait to ask a hundred questions."

He glanced up with a touch of nervousness as a waitress approached. Quickly he fumbled for the beverage menu.

"Umm, could I have a raspberry iced tea please?" he asked. "That's it for me for now. Thanks."

Once the waitress had departed, Jamie leaned on the edge of the table and gazed across at Nick, his heart speeding up. Nick looked nervous, although not so much in an excited way.

"Are you alright?" he asked softly. "You didn't get in too much trouble for your late night, did you?"

 

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“It’s good to see you too.” Nick gave him a warm smile although there was a hint of worry in his eyes as he looked at Jamie ordering the beverage. When the waitress left them alone, he watched Jamie’s expressions as the boy leaned forward. He wanted to make sure he was calm and rested. He certainly didn’t seem tired or panicked in any way, making Nick confident that he had not had any contact with Kelly yet.

”I am not the one who is in trouble, Jamie. What I’m about to tell you, may cause you to panic. I want to assure you that I’m with you. And that there’s no need to be alarmed at the moment. Whatever happens, we will figure out a solution together.”

He continued to gauge the boy’s expressions, slightly nervous himself. Then he took a deep breath and spoke again.

“Okay. I won’t beat around the bush anymore. Last night, when I reached home, Kelly was with her mom, crying because according to her, you tried to...” Nick paused as he couldn’t look Jamie directly in the eye, glancing around the cafe before continuing, this time staring at Jamie’s face. “She claims that you tried to...” Nick lowered his volume further. “...sexually assault her.” Nick was partly embarrassed and partly sad. He pursed his lips for a few seconds, then began.

”Now, before you speak or get scared or anything like that, let me finish. If I didn’t know you, Jamie, and I didn’t know my daughter like I do, we wouldn’t be talking. And your nose would probably be bleeding right now. However, I am quite confident she is lying. Why, I am not sure.”

”I couldn’t sleep all night. What I want you to know is that I don’t believe you are capable of doing what Kelly is accusing you of. Even if you weren’t with me yesterday evening. But I can’t tell her that. I can’t tell my wife why I think our daughter is making false accusations. So, obviously I had to support her and pretend to believe her. I didn’t want you to find this out from anyone else. Hence, here we are. Talking about it.”

“The most uneasy part about this is that even after her mom and I questioned her multiple times, she is not ready to tell us why she doesn’t want to break up with you. It would make all of our lives a little bit easier.”

“I am sorry, Jamie. I am sorry for Kelly. And I’m sorry I couldn’t text you last night as I had promised. It has been a nightmare. I can only imagine what’s going to happen next. But whatever it is, I’m with you.” Nick felt as if a huge burden had been lifted off his chest. He breathed freely and slid his hand over the table to grab Jamie’s, suddenly realizing where they were and cleared his throat instinctively, withdrawing his hand. He glanced around, thankful that no one was even looking in their direction. He turned and smiled softly at his lover.

“Your turn.”

He then took a sip from the glass of water in front of him and waited for Jamie to respond.

 

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When Nick told him about Kelly's accusation, Jamie's expression went blank. He had no idea how to feel at first. It wasn't as if this were at all surprising - Kelly had threatened to do exactly this, and he hadn't doubted that she was capable of this kind of bullshit. If anyone in the world knew what level of bullshit Kelly was capable of, it was the two men sitting across from each other at this little table, but what Jamie hadn't considered until now was how he would handle it if Kelly really did start spreading lies about him. He still didn't know how to react, so he just kept listening.

...obviously I had to support her...

Jamie's jaw clenched. He didn't get a chance to respond right away as the waitress had arrived with his drink. He thanked her mechanically and wrapped his hand around the cold glass, sipping slowly through the straw as he gathered his thoughts.

"You think the worst part is her not wanting to break up with me?" he finally said, furrowing his brow. "Really? She's batshit - we both know this. She likes to have a man under her thumb. I'm sure you know this too. But is it really problematic she wants to stay with me? Maybe for her, because it means she's not making a lick of sense, and people will think she's just an idiot if she tells them I'm some kind of monster but she won't leave me. I can break up with her anytime I want. At least I know now that there's no point in me avoiding it for fear of her lashing out at me - she's already fucking done it."

Jamie crossed his arms and sat back in his seat, looking moodily past Nick for several long moments before speaking again, softly: "No. The 'uneasy part' is you supporting her. If she tells many people about this, the whole town will want to crucify me, whether or not there's a spot of evidence. Ever since Weinstein, everyone's ready to form lynch mobs at the slightest provocation, and especially when some perfect-looking, beautiful, overprivileged girl cries 'sexual assault' and turns on the tears, everyone's going to fall in line to defend her and punish the bad guy."

He leaned forward and made eye contact again, trying to appear angry despite the tears gathering in his eyes. "I'd hardly think you'd need to tell our secrets in order to stand up for the truth. If anyone, I would have hoped you'd be in my corner... and not just secretly."

 

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Nick listened patiently as Jamie expressed his feelings to him in a restrained manner, considering they were in a public place and there was no room for any kind of drama that would attract strangers, or god forbid friends or acquaintances if present towards them. But the eyes and body language were clearly conveying his emotions and telling Nick what he should have known all along.

She likes to have a man under her thumb

Of course she does. How had Nick not thought about that. It was so fucking obvious. She was her mother's daughter. Nick of all people should have realized why his daughter was acting in this manner. And why her boyfriend was miserable in this relationship. He had seen it in his eyes the moment they had shaken hands the first time. Jamie was right. Her not wanting to break up with him was not the worst part. He felt bad for the boy after what he had said.

"Jamie, listen to me. I didn't have time to think after I went home last night. I had a sobbing daughter and an angry wife in front of me. If I had reacted in any way that didn't seem supportive, at least my wife would have freaked out. I had to talk to you first. You had no idea what was going on. I still have no idea why this is all happening." Nick admitted in frustration as he smiled at Jamie apologetically.

"I am not saying that I support her. I am telling you I had to pretend to support her last night. I needed time to consider everthing. I want the truth to come out. But I don't want it to happen in a way that would jeopardize our relationship, or your safety."

"You're right. If she goes forward with her crazy plan like you say, it won't be pretty. And I don't intend to put you into that sort of danger. I will be in that corner with you. Even if the whole world is against us." Overwhelmed and emotional, watching the young boy in front of him on the verge of crying, he extended his hand, not caring who was watching them this time, and offered his open palm to Jamie who was leaning forward. His arms were crossed however. And so was he. At least a little bit. It was natural after all that had happened.

"Let's get out of here. I'll drive you home. Or if you want to go talk someplace else. Or yell at me for not supporting you? I am used to getting yelled at."

Nick slipped the other hand into his pocket and pulled out a handkerchief, offering it to Jamie.

 

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Brimming with emotions and barely holding onto his control, Jamie blinked several times and finally reached for the handkerchief. He'd never known anyone who carried a handkerchief - of course Nick would. Nick the writer. Nick the dad. Nick the classy, handsome, perfect guy. Jamie used the square of fabric to dab at the corners of his eyes quickly and handed it back.

Even if the world is against us. Jamie couldn't have imagined anything more perfect or beautiful for Nick to have said to him. He finally managed an unsteady smile.

"I don't want to yell at you," he admitted in a near-whisper. "Not at all. Yelling doesn't solve anything, and no one should be 'used to getting yelled at' - not you, not me, not anybody. Don't we deserve to be loved?"

Jamie once more blinked rapidly, fighting for control. It was so hard to resist the urge to climb right over the table and wrap himself around Nick. But they couldn't be that way with each other - not here and now. Making a spectacle and turning the whole town against them wouldn't do them any favours. And at the heart of it, he understood why Nick needed to at least act supportive of his daughter.

"Let's go," he agreed with quiet urgency. "My place isn't good right now. I need to be alone with you. I don't know where we could go. Where can we go?"

 

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Nick watched Jamie's eyes as he handed him back the handkerchief and whispered to him, a smile appearing on the boy's face for the first time.

...Don't we deserve to be loved?

He was right. So mature for his age. As opposed to his own daughter. Yelling had never solved anything for him. It had only created problems and unhappiness all around.

"Yes, you're absolutely right. We do deserve to be loved. You. Me. All of us. But it doesn't always work out that way. There are other emotions into play besides love. Don't worry.. We'll figure it all out. And we'll also figure out where we can go. I don't know right now. We can't go to your place, or my place. We can decide on the way. Let's get out of here."

They exited the cafe and started walking towards Nick's car which was parked only a minute away. He had not thought about where else they could go in order to be alone. They could just sit in the car and talk. But talk was all they would be doing at this time of the day when passersby could easily see what was going on inside, if they even tried to kiss. Maybe he could drive somewhere on the outskirts of town. Maybe rent a motel room? Nick held the door open for Jamie as they stood on the sidewalk.