Manny Needs a Nanny - 16. The Talk, and Manny Gets Another Welcome

After about an hour of video games, Bobby asked if he could talk to Manny and Bass. His parents had cleared the discussion with the caveat that details about gay sex would not be discussed. Paul considered listening but didn't want to run the risk of that getting back to his parents. Not liking the fact, he was gay, was bad enough. He had no idea how they would react, knowing, he was talking to gay men. Conversion therapy, anyone?

"Thanks for agreeing to answer some of my questions. You know, asking my parents would be weird and I don’t know any other gay grownups I would feel comfortable talking to."

Manny took the lead, "No problem, if I—or we—can help one of Rocky's friends, we're happy to do it."

Bass nodded in agreement. He's letting Manny drive until or unless he has something to add.

"I guess, the first question, I have, is how do you know if you're really gay?"

"What are you now, Bobby? Thirteen? Fourteen?"

"I'll be fourteen in a couple months."

"Some things, you may think, are gay, may just be normal adolescent curiosity. Experimentation is normal. If you don’t know what you like, try it, otherwise you may never know. It’s about discovering things about your body, about how your body compares to other boys, even getting used to some of the things, your body does without your control."

"Like boners?"

"I was thinking about changes to your body like growing hair in new places, or sweating more, but yes. You are changing so much, and your body and mind have to catch up."

"I know, we're not supposed to really talk about sex, but it's more a question of desire, rather than the mechanics, so hopefully this is okay. I have more thoughts about doing things with boys than with girls. Other kids are drooling over girls in our class, and I just don't have the same interest. Doesn't that mean, I'm gay?"

"You can't compare yourself to others. Everyone matures at their own rate. That includes your feelings about sex. In two years, you may feel different. It's safer, and easier, to experiment with other boys than with girls at your age. You're trying to understand what you're going through, what you like or don't like to do. Trying out different things in that fashion is not really any different than trying different foods. How do you know if you're going to like broccoli, for example, unless you try it?"

"So, just because I like to, um, I guess, this is too close to be talking about sex if I'm too specific. Just because I like doing something with another boy doesn't mean I'm definitely gay?"

"No. It just means, you're curious. I'll stick with the food analogy. It's like life is a great big buffet, with lots of different foods. Some people will never even want to try certain things. Some things, you may try and not like, so you never eat them again. Other things, you'll want to eat for every meal. When you get to the point where you're wanting something all the time, that solidifies how you feel."

"Another thing that might be too much like sex, but, if I like to, um, masturbate a lot, does that mean, I'm gay?"

"No. Again, that's just one more way that you're learning about your body as it’s going through all these changes. Believe it or not, at some point, most people do that."

A little shocked, "Most? You mean, some people don't?"

"Right. There are people who won't do it because their religion forbids it. There may be others that have been told so many times, it's wrong, that they won't do it. Hell, even people that just don’t like it. But for most people, it's a normal part of growing up."

"Okay, thanks, Mr. Tan… Oh, I guess, your name isn't Tanner."

"No, I'm Manny Talbot, he's Bass Blank."

"Well, thanks, Mr. Talbot, and Mr. Blank, for letting me ask these things. If my father had any level of belief that I could be gay, I'd have asked him, but I'm sure, the answers would have been different."

Bass finally added his perspective, "You may be right, but you may also be surprised. Granted, the food analogy wasn't there, but as I was struggling with these same questions at around your age, my father, who also didn't believe, I was gay, tried to answer in a way that was relatively neutral, kind of like Manny did."

"Okay. Well, they're all probably waiting for me so they can go swimming. Thanks again."

"You're welcome." "Any time."

Bobby left; Manny relaxed. "Well, I guess, that could have gone worse."

"Yeah. So, am I broccoli, Brussels sprouts, or some other gross vegetable?"

"Bass, you're an Italian buffet. Nothing there, I wouldn't try."

"Good. I missed being with you, even though it was only the one time so far. I think I'm ready to try eating a cannoli."

Manny laughed heartily, "Oh, Bass, I needed that laugh. And yes, I'd love to share my cannoli with you."

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Paul was curious, "Did they answer your questions?"

"Yeah, but it seemed really weird at first when Manny started talking about food. But then, I realized that it made sense."

"You'll have to tell me later. I don't think these four really want to hear it."

Rocky agreed, "I know, I don't. I'm not going to hate you because you like pickles and I like tacos, but I don't need to hear about your pickle eating."

The rest of them all looked at Rocky for a moment before breaking out into laughter.

Mark had been very patient, but was dying to see the pool, "Can we go swimming now?"

If there was a vote, it would have been unanimous. They headed to the pool.

Paul decided to be cautious, “I know, we change for gym and sometimes shower in school, but so we can get in the pool faster, would anybody be uncomfortable if we all changed at the same time?” He looked at Rocky after asking this.

Rocky replied first, “I’ve done it before, with Kenny and others, it’s okay with me.”

The rest agreed, so they all headed into the cabana together. Bobby and Paul tried their damnedest not to peek at Rocky and Kenny, having never seen them naked before. They were not completely successful, but their glances were short enough to not raise anyone’s ire.

Right after they got in, Rocky had a realization, “Shit. I should have asked Bass to join us. He’s awesome at tossing me. Anyone else want to get tossed by a giant?”

The rest of them thought it was a great idea. Rocky got out and sent Bass a text to see if they would come. He wasn’t sure if Bass would because Manny couldn’t go in the pool yet. But Manny was happy to come along and watch them having fun.

Before starting, Bass asked about how well they all swam. Everyone knew how to swim well. Regardless, he held back a little bit from tossing as high as he could. The boys still had plenty of fun.

When they finished in the pool, Sandy had made snacks for them all. It was hard to tell which they liked better, the pool or the food. They were teenagers, after all. Well, Kenny was still twelve.

While snacking, curiosity hit once again.

Bobby asked, “I know, you mentioned, Manny was in the hospital, was that because of his arm?”

“Yeah,” Rocky replied.

Steve continued, “What happened?”

Rocky recounted about the shooting and Manny’s arm being blood-starved for a while.

Mark was shocked, “He really killed somebody?”

“Yeah. He had to. If the guy had more chances to shoot, Manny would probably be dead.”

After the boys left, Rocky asked Manny and Bass when they could come back over again. They joked and told him ‘never’. He saw through that right away, though.

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After dinner that night, Bass brought a change of clothes to Manny’s room. They knew they needed to be careful of Manny’s arm, but they both wanted to continue what they’d started nearly three weeks before.

After Rocky retired to his room, Manny and Bass went to Manny’s.

“What’s your pleasure tonight, Bass?”

“Well, I think, I’m still at the point of taking things slow, but since it has been a while since we first got together, I wouldn’t mind a repeat, but maybe I finish like you did.”

“So, you want to taste my cannoli?”

Bass chortled, “Yes. I want to see whether it’s creme-filled, or custard.”

“You know, I’m going to ask Sandy if she can make cannoli, just so I can see your face when she puts a plate of them on the table.”

“Hmmm, maybe I’ll ask her to buy ice pops.”

“Bass?”

“Yeah?”

“Shut up and kiss me.”

“That sounds better than cannoli and ice pops.”

“Then why are you still tal…”

Bass stopped Manny from talking. After a few minutes of kissing, they undressed and laid down on Manny’s bed.

Bass took the lead this time. The emotional roller coaster of the past eight days pushed all his inhibitions to the side. He spent a couple minutes massaging Manny’s penis before he started kissing and licking down his body. Manny gasped when Bass took him into his mouth. Bass looked up to make sure that this was okay, even though they both knew it was coming. No pun intended. Manny smiled and Bass began sucking. The nights in the hospital were long and lonely, but Manny had abstained from masturbating the past two days once he knew his release was imminent.

That last statement was also applicable now. He warned Bass that he was about to cum. Bass reached under Manny’s ass to hold him tighter. The additional contact pushed him over the edge. He gave Bass four good-sized spurts. Bass hesitated a moment, but then swallowed. He removed his mouth from Manny’s cock, looked up at him, and smiled.

“Did you enjoy that?”

“I think, you know, I did, Bass. More importantly, did you?”

“I didn’t know exactly what to expect, but, yeah, I did. It’s not custard, but still tasted good.”

Manny laughed a little, “Now it’s my turn to suck on your cannoli.”

Manny sucked. His reward wasn’t custard, either.

Sunday

Bass woke up before Manny the next morning. He decided, he would wake Manny in the most pleasant and erotic way possible. The room was comfortable, so he risked uncovering Manny, rather than crawling under the covers himself. So far, so good. Manny didn’t wake.

Bass knelt next to the bed and slowly took Manny into his mouth again. Manny stirred but didn’t wake immediately. It wasn’t until he was fully erect before Manny woke and realized what was happening. Even though Manny was more experienced than Bass, this was one thing he had not experienced. Waking up to a blowjob was a first for him. Just as giving a wakeup BJ was a first for Bass.

“Oh, God, Bass! That’s better than breakfast in bed.”

Realizing Manny was awake, Bass redoubled his efforts, causing Manny to have an explosive orgasm. Bass wasn’t quite ready for it and semen escaped his lips in a mild torrent. He recovered quickly and cleaned the overflow from Manny’s cock and surrounding area.

Bass left the cum surrounding his own lips and moved up to kiss Manny. Manny returned the clean-up favor, then switched places and gave Bass his morning orgasm.

Bass finally spoke, “Good morning.”

“That’s one hell of an understatement, Bass. Great morning!”

Bass laid back down and held Manny tightly, “I’m so happy, you’re home. I don’t want to leave your side.”

“There’s no hurry. We can stay like this for a while.”

They laid together for another hour, got out of bed and showered together. Once they got dressed, Manny looked out the door to ensure Rocky wasn’t in the area and let Bass out.

“I’ll be down in two minutes, so it’s not obvious, we slept together again.”

“Okay. I’ll be waiting.”

Everyone else was in the kitchen when Bass arrived, looking for a coffee. Manny arrived a couple minutes later, but everyone else could tell by the looks on Manny’s and Bass’ faces that something was up. Somehow Rocky contained himself and it was Sandy who opened Pandora’s box.

“You two look very well rested this morning. Did you have a good night together?”

Bass balked, “What makes you say that?”

This question was met by four laughing people.

Patrick decided to explain, “It’s all over both your faces. You’re like two teenagers who, well, did what you probably did.”

More laughter. It took a few seconds, but Bass and Manny joined in.

“Looks like we’re busted, Bass.”

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