DJ - 28. Chapter 28

In Chapter 28

Rusty's grandparents return home- unexpectedly-uh, oh!

It appears that Matt and Marie are a couple

Gwen shares some of her plans with DJ

Jamie receives an urgent call from Chuck__

__Fernando is in trouble!

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Sunday morning, February 11th was pretty normal in the Kendall household. DJ and Jamie were rudely awakened by the sound of DJ's phone at 10:00 AM and the two boys reluctantly drug their carcasses out of bed. After DJ started a pot of coffee brewing, they shared a shower. They're both scheduled to work at noon.

Joe and I arose about 11:00 AM and headed to the kitchen for coffee, DJ had already cooked some bacon and eggs for Jamie and himself, and they were eating. About 11:20 the boys excused themselves and headed to the bedroom to dress for work, then left about 11:40.

Right after DJ clocked in, Randy handed him the key to his house and asked him to go and gather up the borrowed chairs and return them to the pizzeria.

"Randy, I need a favor," DJ said, "Jamie and I are planning to take two of our closest friends to the Waterhole on Saturday night, the 24th, can you please schedule me out by 5:00 PM that day, and not too early on Sunday?"

"Sure, DJ," Randy said, "I'll make a note right now, DJ out by 5:00 PM on the 24th of February. Gotcha!"

Daryl woke up, hearing DJ gathering up the chairs, and thought it was Randy, and walked out of the bedroom butt naked, surprising both DJ and himself.

DJ spoke, grinning, "Good morning, Daryl, I see you survived the Party."

"Hi, DJ," Daryl replied, "I thought it was Randy making this racket, if I'd known it was you I'd have at least pulled on some underwear!"

"It's perfectly OK," DJ remarked, "none of us get dressed at home until we have to leave the house, so I'm quite accustomed to seeing naked men around. I won't tell Randy I've seen his boyfriend naked."

"Thanks, DJ," Daryl replied, smiling.

DJ loaded the chairs into his Tracker and took them back to the pizzeria, and Jamie helped him carry them back inside. He then returned to work, and it was busy, with the after-church crowd shopping.

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It was about 11:00 AM when Rusty's eyes opened and he immediately gazed upon his sleeping boyfriend and wondered if he should wake him. He is uncertain what the situation will be, once his grandparents return home, and that could happen at any time. He has so much enjoyed the time he has spent with Jamal, but the weekend is coming to an end. Sunday already!

Rusty had the urge to trace the outline of Jamal's face with his finger, and Jamal suddenly had a smile on his face. He cannot help but admire the beauty of this young black mans' face, fuck, it's not just the face, it's everything about Jamal that he admires.

Just their bodies touching causes an unexplainable pleasure, and Rusty is wondering if this is what love feels like. He glanced down and smiled, noticing that Jamal's cock was pushing up against the covers, probably morning wood, as he was also hard, and needing to pee.

Jamal. smiling, "Good morning, beautiful!"

"Hey, you're stealing my line," Rusty stated, grinning, "wanna pee with me off the deck?"

Both boys got up and headed toward the deck, their erect cock's leading the way. They stood side by side, making golden arches and grinning at each other.

"This is so fucking cool!" Jamal exclaimed.

"I know," Rusty replied, "but we won't be able to do this after my grandparents return, we won't even be able to come out of my room naked."

"Do you think they'll even let us sleep together?" Jamal asked.

"I don't know," Rusty responded, "they don't even know I'm gay yet, but I'm going to have to come out to them, sooner or later."

"You know baby," Jamal lamented, "after sleeping with you, I just don't want to have to sleep alone anymore. It just feels so incredibly wonderful to go to sleep with our bodies touching, and to wake up in the morning with you by my side. These last few days, since we met, have been the happiest days of my life."

"So, what happens to us, when you find that nice black boy you've wanted to meet?" Rusty asked.

"I don't see that happening," Jamal replied, "I think I've found the boy I've wanted, he's just not black, and I'm not looking anymore. I love you, Rusty, if you can handle having a black boyfriend."

"Oh," Rusty remarked, "I keep forgetting that you're black, I just think of you as the boy I love, and I think love is colorblind!"

"I think you are probably right," Jamal stated, "look at DJ and Jamie, they're as tight as the bark on a tree and they've been together for almost a year."

"What do you say, we get some breakfast, and, maybe, take another naked hike, like we did yesterday?" Rusty asked.

"Yeah," Jamal answered, grinning, "That was fun, and maybe we won't get caught today."

The two boys cooked up some breakfast, ate, put on shorts and t-shirts, and headed out across the field, toward the woods.

Jamal, while walking with Rusty, "I never told you how much I enjoyed that massage, if you want to sharpen your skill, you've got a willing body here you can practice on anytime!" Rusty smiled.

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A little after 2:30 PM on Sunday afternoon Gwen's Mom dropped her off at the store. She was too early to clock in, but her Mom needed to be to be at work at 3:00. She was bubbling with excitement, dying to talk to DJ.

The first thing she did was to check her schedule for next week to see if she was off on Saturday night, and she was scheduled off at 6:00 PM, great. She made a quick call to Jon, to tell him that she was off at 6:00 next Saturday.

"DJ! Guess what?" Gwen exclaimed.

"I'm all ears," DJ replied.

"I've got a date with Jon for this Saturday night," Gwen remarked. "I'm so glad you dragged me to that party last night. Some day this week, when we can get the schedules to merge, Mom wants to have Jon come by for lunch, so they can meet each other!"

"You're really into this guy, aren't you?"

"Well, we only met last night, but we seem to like each other a lot, and he's a great kisser!" Gwen exclaimed.

"So, I guess he did steal a kiss from you last night, huh?"

Gwen, snickering, "He didn't have to steal it, I gave it to him willingly, and he asked me if I would date him, of course I told him I would, DJ, he's really nice."

"I only just met him too," DJ replied, "but he came off to me in a positive manor, and I think he's a decent dude, I wish the best for you."

"Thanks, DJ, that means a lot to me."

"You're welcome, Gwen, what are you guys going to do?"

"We don't know yet, we'll probably decide that by Saturday!"

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Rusty, as the two boys entered the woods, "Jamal, I hate to say it, but I think those shorts are a bit too short for you, part of you is hanging below the cuff."

Jamal, adjusting himself, "Is that better?"

"Probably, if we were in public," Rusty said, grinning, "but I really don't mind seeing it hang out a little, it makes me a little aroused."

The two boys were now safely in the woods, and both stripped off their t-shirts and shorts, placing them on a log, then shared a hug and kiss, causing both to grow semi-erections. They then walked, hand in hand, further into the woods.

"Jamal, would you like to do what we did yesterday up here?"

"Not really," Jamal replied, "I don't want to see your seed wasted on the ground, I've got a better idea, come with me."

Jamal led his boyfriend a couple of hundred feet further into the woods, spotted a log that was about two feet wide, and led Rusty toward it. Jamal sat on the log.

"Come over here, boyfriend," Jamal commanded, and Rusty approached Jamal. Then, "You have something I need!"

Jamal spread his knees apart and drew Rusty between them, taking what he could of Rusty's semi-hard cock into his mouth, and started nursing it. Within seconds, Rusty's cock was at full mast, and the feeling of Jamal's mouth working it's magic was simply overwhelming.

"Oh my god!" Rusty blurted, "you really like a cock in your mouth don't you, and it feels so—awesome!"

Jamal, pulling off for a few seconds, "Not just any cock, baby, just yours!" Jamal continued his assault on Rusty's manhood.

Rusty, after about five more minutes, "I'm getting close, do you want me to warn you before I cum?"

Jamal shook his head, and worked even harder on Rusty's cock, then placed his hands on Rusty's butt-cheeks, holding him close so he couldn't back off. Jamal was also rock hard and leaking a steady stream of precum from his own cock that was forming a small puddle on the ground between Rusty's sneakers.

"Oh, Fuck!" Rusty exclaimed, "I can't last much longer—just maybe a few more seconds—I'm cumming!"

Jamal felt Rusty's cock pulsing, and the first of several ropes of Rusty's seed hit his throat, and several more filled his mouth. Jamal then allowed Rusty to pull out, and savored the flavor of his boyfriends' milk, then swallowed it. He then took that cock back into his mouth and used his hand to squeeze those last few drops out of Rusty's shaft and into his mouth.

"I hope you know that I absolutely love how you taste!" Jamal exclaimed, "I think that's an understatement, I just plain love you, and everything about you, even if you are white." Rusty grinned.

"Jamal," Rusty said, "We're not finished yet."

"We're not?" Jamal queried.

"You ate, you're not going to leave me starving, are you, I want to do you too." Rusty stated.

The boys traded places, Rusty sitting on the log and he pulled Jamal close, licking the precum from the head of Jamal's BBC.

"Are you sure you want to do this, Rusty, I don't want you to feel obligated," Jamal said.

Rusty responded, chuckling, "Shut up and fuck my mouth, I hope you know that I want it!"

Rusty closed his mouth around Jamal's hard penis, taking all that he could of it into his mouth, and wishing he could take more. Using his hand, he also started to massage Jamal's scrotum and nuts, and fingering Jamal's perineum, making Jamal giggle. It wasn't long before Rusty had Jamal on the edge.

"Rusty, you're gonna make me cum!" Jamal exclaimed.

Rusty, pulling off for a few, "It's not accidental, it's my intention!"

Rusty was working his mouth on Jamal's cock the best way he knew, bobbing back and forth, and Jamal was feeling his orgasm building. Rusty had a sudden desire to finger Jamal's hole, and wished he had some of that lube handy.

He pulled off Jamal's cock for just a couple of seconds and spit on his finger, then went back onto Jamal's cock. While Jamal enjoyed the feeling of Rusty's mouth on his cock, Rusty sneaked his saliva covered finger around and pushed it tenderly into Jamal's hole, just going in to the second knuckle. That move did the trick!

"Oh! FUCK!" Jamal yelled, "I'M CUMMING—OH SHIT!"

Jamal shot a huge load of his juice into Rusty's mouth and throat, and Rusty was doing his best to not let any of it dribble out of his mouth. Rusty pulled off of Jamal's cock, rolled the load around his mouth, and gulped it down.

"Rusty," Jamal asked, "where did you learn that trick?"

"I didn't, really, I just had a sudden urge to want to do it, I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"Not at all," Jamal replied, "I was quite close anyway, but when you fingered me, it just sent me over the edge! Rusty, would you like to fuck me?"

"Here? Now?" Rusty asked.

"No," Jamal said, "but sometime in the near future, I've never been fucked, but I think I want to try it—with you, it's supposed to be the ultimate way for guys to make love. I'd like to try fucking you, too."

"I don't think I'm ready for that yet," Rusty said, "but maybe, later on."

"Baby, I'll never push you into something you're not comfortable with," Jamal said, "I love you too much for that."

"I'll think about it," Rusty replied, "and let you know when I think I'm ready, are you getting hungry for some real food, like burritos?"

"Sure," Jamal responded, grinning, "I don't think we could survive very long just on love juice." Rusty grinned.

The two boys, now sexually satisfied, headed toward the edge of the wooded area, found their clothes and redressed, then headed across the field to Rusty's house. Once inside they headed to Rusty's bedroom and got comfortably naked again. These two young men feel very much at ease when they are naked around each other, and they both seem to like nudity.

Rusty got the ground meat from the fridge, and the taco seasoning and, putting on his grandma's apron, started to prepare the filling for burritos, following the directions on the seasoning packet.

"What can I do?" Jamal asked.

"Here," Rusty said, handing Jamal a sharp knife and cutting board, "rinse the lettuce and tomatoes, dice the tomatoes, and shred the lettuce."

"Rusty, I so much enjoy doing things together with you."

"Even work?" Rusty remarked.

"Even work!" Jamal answered, "Speaking of work, I promised Papa that I would cut the grass and weed eat the yard on Tuesday, since I don't have classes that day."

"I'll help you, baby," Rusty responded, "what time do we need to be there?"

"Rusty!" Jamal exclaimed, "I don't expect you to do my family chores."

"I want to," Rusty replied, "I know how to push a lawn mower, and operate a weed eater, and we'll have fun doing it together."

"Well, ok," Jamal said, "I doubt I would have to twist Mama's arm very much to get us a free dinner, and since we have classes on Wednesday morning, we could probably spend the night in my bed for a change."

"I'm cool with that, but I think you should clear it with your parents first."

"Will do," Jamal said, "I'll call them later tonight."

The boys were about to share their dinner and Rusty heard something. He ran to the window and looked outside.

"Jamal, quick, we have to get dressed—my grandparents just pulled into the driveway!" Rusty stated, emphatically.

Both boys rushed into Rusty's bedroom and got dressed within about 2 minutes, and headed back to the kitchen, just as the grandparents walked in the back door.

"Welcome home!" Rusty exclaimed, "I wasn't expecting you back for a couple more weeks."

Rusty gave both grandparents a loving and welcome hug.

"I guess you weren't, Sonny," Grandpa said, "we see you have company, are you going to introduce us?"

"Sure, sorry," Rusty said, "Grandma, Grandpa, this is a close friend of mine from school, Jamal Robinson, and Jamal, these are my grandparents on my father's side, Mr. and Mrs. McKeever."

Grandpa, shaking hands with Jamal, "We're happy to meet you, Jamal." Then Jamal shook hands with Grandma.

"We just made some taco meat," Rusty stated, "I'm sure there is plenty to feed a couple more people, if you two are a little hungry."

"We're fine, Sonny," Grandpa said, "we didn't expect to eat here tonight, and we just left Denny's, why don't you guys go ahead and eat, before your food gets cold. Sonny, if you would, after you eat, you could help me unload the car," Grandpa stated.

"Sure Grandpa," Rusty responded, "we'll be glad to."

"Rusty, I'm a little confused," Jamal asked, "why do they call you 'Sonny'?"

"Because I was named after my father, and with two 'Irwin's and me being my father's son, they've always called me 'Sonny' and called my father 'Irwin.'" Jamal nodded.

"Sonny," Grandma asked, "how are things going at school, and can we see your grades for last semester?"

"Things are going well at school," Rusty replied, "I'm not sure where I stashed the grades, but they're all A's and B's."

"Sonny," Grandma said, "your grandfather and I are proud of you, even if you are a little special, you're very special to us."

"I'm not sure I understand," Rusty said, "how do you mean I'm special?"

"Sonny, my gut instinct tells me that you two are much closer than just friends," Grandpa stated, "are you and Jamal romantically involved?"

"GRANDPA!" Rusty blurted.

Jamal, rising up, with his face turning red, "Rusty, I think I need to head home, I'll see you at school tomorrow."

"JUST HOLD ON A MINUTE!" Grandpa said, raising his voice, "Jamal, sit! We're in the middle of a major discussion, and you're involved." Jamal sat back down.

"Sonny, did you think that your Grandma and I were blind, as to your sexuality?" Grandpa stated.

"You knew," Rusty asked, "That I was—gay?"

"Sweetheart," Grandma spoke, "we've known for a few years, we were just waiting for you to tell us, when you were ready to come out to us. Sonny, it doesn't matter, gay or straight, we love you, and we just want you to be happy."

Rusty burst into tears, sobbing. Jamal grabbed a napkin, blotting Rusty's tears, and hugging him tightly.

"Sonny, what's the matter?" Grandpa asked.

"Nothing, I guess," Rusty said, "I just feel—like the weight—of the world—has been lifted—off my shoulders!" Rusty is still sobbing a little.

"Mr. McKeever," Jamal commented, "he's been wanting to come out to you for a while, he just didn't know how to do it, and we were both concerned as to how you would react when he did."

Grandma rose, came around to Jamal and hugged him.

"Jamal, I'm glad you were here today, for Sonny," Grandma said, "one would have to be blind not to see that you two do care a lot for each other." Rusty smiled.

"You know," Grandpa said, grinning, "You guys never answered my question, but I think actions speak louder that words. I can see that you guys are romantically involved. Sonny, shall we get the car unloaded?"

"Can I ask a favor?" Jamal asked.

"Sure, Jamal," Grandpa replied.

"I feel like I know you, and it's kind of awkward calling you Mr. and Mrs. McKeever, can I just call you Grandma and Grandpa?"

Grandpa, smiling, "Jamal, I think we'd consider that an honor."

Grandma, smiling, "I don't think most grandparents ever have enough grandchildren, we'd be happy to adopt another grandson."

"Thanks, Grandma," Jamal said, "that deserves a kiss." Jamal hugged Grandma and placed a tender, loving kiss on her cheek.

Grandpa, Rusty and Jamal headed out to start unloading the car.

"Jamal, you're a guest here, Sonny and I can handle this."

"It's OK, Grandpa, Rusty and I like doing things together."

Grandpa, chuckling sarcastically, "I'll just bet you do!"

Fifteen minutes later the car was unloaded, and the contents taken into the various rooms, as per Grandpa's orders.

About 7:00 PM the boys settled at the kitchen table and tackled their homework that was due the next day, which they both knocked off in an hour.

About 8:00 PM Grandpa came into the kitchen, about the time the boys were finished.

"Should I assume that Jamal is staying over with you, Sonny?"

"Unless you'd rather I go home," Jamal answered.

"I suspect," Grandpa responded, "that you guys have been sleeping together while we've been gone, and I see no reason to upset your habits. Just keep in mind that there is a lady in the house, so if you come out of your room, at least cover your bottoms. Molly and I have been on the road since early this morning, and we're going to bed! Good night, boys, see you tomorrow."

"Good night, Grandpa." The boys said, in unison.

* * *

The grandparents were discussing the situation before falling asleep.

"What do you think, Molly?"

"I was a little surprised, that Sonny would date a black boy, but Jamal seems to be a really sweet young man, I cannot help but like him, a lot."

"Maybe cupid is colorblind, or maybe color just doesn't really matter anyway. You can almost feel the love radiating between those two young men. I guess time will tell. Goodnight sweetheart."

The grandparents shared a loving kiss, and soon fell asleep.

* * *

It was still only about 8:00 PM, and the boys decided to watch a movie on Netflix before going to bed. It wasn't quite like the other nights, as they needed to keep their 'bottoms' covered. They both went into Rusty's room and stripped, except for their boxers, then cuddled on the sofa to watch a movie together.

Jamal spoke, "Coming out to your grandparents went quite smoothly, I was pleasantly surprised at how easy it was."

Rusty responded, "It may have been easy for you, but I was a bundle of nerves! All the years I spent worrying about what would happen if they found out that I was gay, and they knew it all along! I sure wish I'd known that they knew, at least, I'm out now, and it feels terrific!

"I need to call Mama before it's too late." Jamal made the call, and his mother answered.

"Mama, I'm staying here with Rusty tonight, and probably tomorrow night. I promised Papa that I would cut the grass Tuesday, as I have no classes that day, and Rusty is going to help me. Could you maybe spot us dinner Tuesday night, and probably a shower after we finish the yard work?"

(Mama talking on the phone)

"Mama, keep it simple, a couple of sandwiches is fine, and we'll be there about 12:00 or 12:30 for lunch, do the yard work, shower and have dinner with you and Papa."

(Mama on the phone)

"I guess we could, Papa already said that would be ok."

(Mama on the phone)

"OK Mama, thanks, and I love you." They hung up.

"Here's the plan, Rusty. We're going to my Moms for lunch about noon on Tuesday, then doing the yard work, then we can shower up, and have dinner with her and Papa, and spending the night in my bed, then we'll go to school from there on Wednesday morning."

"That sounds like a workable plan," Rusty commented, "can we shower together at your house?"

"Probably, they know we sleep together, so why not."

"Everything seems to be going well for us," Rusty said, "your parents have accepted you and our relationship, and my grandparents have also, I wonder what the next hurdle will be?"

"Who knows, maybe we'll have smooth sailing for a while."

The two boys cuddled on the sofa for the next two hours, touching, caressing and just enjoying their closeness. Once the movie ended, they turned off the TV, and Rusty led Jamal to the bedroom, and they continued to cuddle, making out a little, until they fell asleep.

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DJ and Jamie both completed their shifts at 6:00 PM and headed to the Seldon home in the Tracker, arriving at about 6:30. DJ welcomed the offering of a bowl of Karen's homemade soup, and after eating that, both DJ and Jamie pulled out their backpacks and tackled their assignments that are due tomorrow morning. Bryan arrived about 9:30, just as Jamie and DJ finished their homework.

DJ questioned Bryan as to whether he'd made arrangements to have Saturday night the 24th off. Bryan said he would be working that morning but would be getting off at 4:00 PM and he didn't know for sure if Phil had secured that night off but would remind him tonight or at least tomorrow. Phil won't be home until around 11:30 PM.

7:00 AM comes soon, and the three boys headed to bed shortly after Bryan got home.

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On Monday morning, February 12th, Jamie's pesky alarm sounded, waking him and DJ from their slumber. Jamie hit the snooze button and cuddled up with DJ for the five minutes before the damn thing would sound again! The second time, they got up, pulled on their boxer-briefs, and headed to the bathroom to relieve their bladders.

Jamie went back to the bedroom and grabbed two pairs of clean boxer-briefs while DJ entered Phil and Bryan's room to wake Bryan up. DJ couldn't help but grin, as both boys were lying naked on top of the blanket, Bryan sporting morning wood. He gently shook Bryan's shoulder to wake him, then joined Jamie in the bathroom, and he and Jamie entered the shower together.

DJ and Jamie finished showering and turned off the water. When they opened the shower door they were met by a naked Bryan.

"Next!" Bryan exclaimed, and he playfully cuffed at both boys' cocks, DJ and Jamie returned the favor and all three grinned. DJ and Jamie dried each other off, pulled on the clean boxer-briefs and headed to the kitchen.

Karen had already placed a glass of orange juice on the table for Jamie and poured a mug of coffee for DJ. They told Karen they would wait for Bryan to finish his shower and they could all eat breakfast together.

While they were waiting on Bryan, DJ and Jamie told Karen about the party, about Gwen and Jon, and about Daryl and Randy's 'coming out' speech. After Bryan arrived, Karen prepared some breakfast for the four of them and ate with the boys. She would be cooking another breakfast for Carl and Phil after they got up.

DJ, Jamie and Bryan all updated their work schedules on the memo board, being a Monday, DJ and Jamie were both off today, Bryan was scheduled at 4:00 PM and Phil at 3:00. All three planned to come back here for dinner about 1:00 PM. The three boys left in DJ's Tracker about 8:30 and headed for college.

Bryan, on the ride, "Phil and I are making some headway on our 'apartment fund', we've got a little over $300 salted away. We figure we need to have at least $1000 to $1200 to pay a security deposit and first months rent. Jamie, I hope your Mom and Dad realize how much Phil and I appreciate what they are doing to help us."

"I think they do," Jamie replied, "I know that Mom appreciates that you guys have been helping to buy the groceries, and I really think that Mom and Dad enjoy having you guys around."

The boys arrived on campus shortly before 9:00 AM, DJ and Jamie headed to their 9:00 AM class, and Bryan headed to the cafeteria to kill the hour with some coffee.

About noon, the boys decided to stop by the cafeteria and see if Matt might be there, and he was, just sitting at a table with Marie.

Jamie, as he and DJ approached M&M, "Hi Matt, Hi Marie."

"Hi, guys," Matt greeted, smiling, the three of them bumped fists.

"Dude," DJ said, "we haven't been in touch for a few days, and we just wondered how everything is going?"

"Thanks for asking," Matt replied, smiling. "Things are going quite well, Mom has asked me to bring Marie to our home for dinner tomorrow evening, she wants to meet my—girlfriend." (Marie is beaming, this was the first time that Matt had referenced her as his girlfriend) Then on Friday night, Marie's parents are taking us to my favorite restaurant, Red Lobster, for dinner."

"And then," Marie added, "on Saturday, Matt is taking me to the city, and we're going to check out one or two of the Big Malls up there!"

"It seems you two are developing a decent social life," Jamie said.

"I think we're both old enough for that." Marie responded, "and Matt is a great kisser, too." Matt blushed, DJ and Jamie grinned.

"We'll catch you two later, we gotta run." DJ said, as he and Jamie headed out toward the parking lot.

"Matt," Marie said, "I loved it when you referred to me as your girlfriend, would that mean that you're my boyfriend?"

"If the shoe fits?" Matt replied.

"I think it fits perfectly!" Marie stated, smiling, and squeezing Matt's hand.

As DJ and Jamie approached the Tracker, Bryan was already there waiting on them, and Jamal and Rusty hustled toward them.

"DJ, Jamie, hold up!" Jamal hollered.

"What's up, Jamal?" DJ asked.

"Mostly, I just wanted to introduce you to my boyfriend, Rusty."

"We've met Rusty," DJ stated.

"I don't think you heard me right," Jamal said, "I told you I wanted you to meet my BOYFRIEND, Rusty McKeever."

DJ, his jaw dropping, "Jamal! What happened to black and white don't go together?"

"I think Cupid changed the game plan," Jamal explained, smiling, "or else he's colorblind, at least I didn't steal him!"

"I gotta give you credit for that," Jamie said, grinning.

"Guys," Rusty stated, "Jamal and I spent the whole weekend together at my grandparents' house, and it was beautiful!"

"There's more," Jamal continued, "my parents invited us to dinner Saturday evening, and met Rusty, I introduced him as my boyfriend, and they accepted him, and our relationship! Rusty is going to help me do their yard tomorrow, have dinner with Mama and Papa, and sleep with me in my bed tomorrow night!"

"WOW!" DJ exclaimed, "I'm totally flabbergasted, it's incredible that your parents have come that far, Jamal, I'm so happy for you, for both of you."

"DJ, these last few days I've spent with Rusty, have been the happiest days of my life!" Jamal exclaimed.

"Do you know what else is incredible?" Rusty stated, "Jamal and I have gone from complete strangers to loving boyfriends, in only one week!"

"That's believable," Jamie said, "I know of a certain chocolate boy and a certain vanilla boy that didn't take much more time than that to become boyfriends, and they're still as strong as ever!"

"Oh my god, Jamie," DJ said, grinning, "it seems like years ago that we used those terms, and we're just now approaching our first anniversary!"

"Hey, Chocolate Boy," Jamie said, grinning, "we did tell Mom we'd be getting home for dinner around 1:00 PM, we really need to leave."

"Wait a minute," Jamal said, "you guys aren't getting out of here without a loving hug! Rusty and I appreciate the well wishes."

Jamal and Rusty gave the other three boys a hug, (no kisses) and headed toward Jamal's car, DJ, Jamie and Bryan headed for the Tracker and headed home.

This was one of those days that they really ate together as a family, Karen, Carl and all four of the boys. The main topic of conversation was around Jamal, and his new love.

"It looks like you boys made the right decision," Carl commented, "when you dropped the charges against Jamal. It seems his life is turning around for the better, and I'm glad to hear his parents have come around, and that he seems to have met someone he cares about, and cares for him.

Bryan is scheduled at 4:00 PM, Phil at 3:00 and Carl will head to work about 3:30, DJ and Jamie are off on Mondays. After dinner they plan to do their homework and get that out of the way and then head to DJ's house around 5:30 PM and give DJ's neglected play station some exercise.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

About 6:00 PM, DJ and Jamie arrived at our home. Joe and I were both working, I would be home around 9:30 that night and Joe about 11:00. The boys got drinks from the fridge and fired up the TV and play station. By 6:30 Jamie and DJ were in another world.

A little past 7:00 Jamie's phone rang, and he looked at the screen, noting that it was from Chuck.

Jamie, before answering, "I have a bad feeling about this call." Then "Hello, Chuck."

"Jamie," Chuck said, "Are you in a position to talk?"

"Yeah," Jamie replied, "DJ and I were in a game, but we can pause it, what's up?" DJ instinctively put the game on pause.

"Jamie, did you ever talk to your boss, about maybe becoming foster parents to Fernando?" Chuck asked.

"I offered to, Chuck, but you said it was too early, and I should wait until something happened, please don't tell me that his father has kicked him out of the house."

"It's worse than that," Chuck said, "Something happened Friday afternoon, and Fernando is in Juvie hall."

"Oh, fuck!" Jamie exclaimed, "What did he do?"

"It seems," Chuck explained, "that Fernando and a 17-year old boy got caught kissing, and making out, in one of the stalls in the boys' rest room. One of the teachers went into the rest room and noticed two pairs of shoes in one stall, he yanked the stall door open, and there they were. He made the two boys follow him to the principal's office. The Principal contacted the parents of both boys, and asked them to come in, as there may be a problem with their sons."

"When the fathers of both boys arrived, the Principal explained to them what the boys were caught doing, and what could have happened, had it been some of the other boys that caught them, instead of a teacher, and that they could have been beaten up. He told both fathers that they could take their son’s home, and he hoped there would not be a repeat of this incident. Fernando's father told the Principal that his little perv was not welcome back into his house ever again and walked out!"

"Oh, Shit!" Jamie exclaimed, "so poor Fernando was just left in the Principals office?"

"Yes," Chuck confirmed, "and since Fernando is only 15, he had no choice but to contact CPS (Child Protective Service) of Social Services. CPS took Fernando to Juvie Hall, since he couldn't go home. Serena and I tried to get custody of Fernando, but the authorities disqualified us, but at least they are keeping us abreast of what is happening. They told Serena that Fernando will be in Juvie hall, until CPS finds a foster home for him."

"Do you know if anyone from CPS has talked with Fernando yet?"

"Yeah," Chuck replied, "a lady from CPS came in Friday evening and interviewed him. She was particularly interested in how he got put in there, and he admitted to her that he was gay. She told him that, because of the circumstances, he would be considered a possible sexual risk, as the offense might be considered a sexual offense, even though they weren't actually having sex."

"Have you heard anything more today?" Jamie asked.

"Serena talked with the lady from CPS today. You know what's really pissing me off? The older boy was just a guilty as Fernando, but because his father came and took him home, he's off the hook! The lady from CPS told Serena today that she had contacted several possible foster parents, and none of them wanted to take in Fernando, because he's gay, and they have other children in the house."

"That's fucked up!" Jamie said, "They're treating Fernando like he's a hardened sex criminal. These fucking authorities think they know all the answers, and it's making me angry! I've not even met the boy, but I—sure would like to—grab him—and hug him, and—let him know—that somebody—cares."

"Jamie," Chuck asked, "are you crying?"

"Sorry Chuck," Jamie sniffled, "Sometimes my emotions, just take control over me."

"Getting back to the issue at hand," Chuck said, "could you talk to your boss and his wife, and see how they feel about this?"

"Sure, Chuck," Jamie replied, "the pizzeria is closed on Mondays, but you'd best believe I'll talk with them, first thing tomorrow morning. They open at 11:00 AM, but Anthony and Maria usually come in a little after 9:30 to prep stuff, and that would probably be the best time to see them, before any customers are around."

"I sure hope your feelings are right," Chuck said, "Fernando's future is hanging in the balance, and time is not our friend. I guess you would realize, that they are going to need to pass the background check, before CPS will consider them for foster parents."

"That would be expected," Jamie commented, "whenever you're dealing with government agencies. If they agree to do it, we'll likely need more information. I'll call you tomorrow, ASAP, and let you know what they said."

"Thanks, Jamie, the sooner the better. Have a good night."

"Good night, Chuck." They hung up.

"DJ," Jamie stated, "I need to get up and out of here in the morning, about the same time as you. I need to talk with Anthony and Maria, and I'd like to be at the pizzeria as soon as they get there."

"I only heard your side of the conversation," DJ said," but it sounds like Fernando is in deep shit! Are you ready to continue our game?"

"Not really, baby," Jamie responded, "I don't feel like playing anymore, can we just go to bed, and I'll fill you in on the details."

"Sure," DJ said, as he shut down the console, and Jamie turned off the TV.

The two boys headed to the bedroom, stripped and crawled in, cuddling close. Jamie spent the next half an hour, explaining to DJ what Chuck had told him.

"How can they do it, Jamie?" DJ questioned, "How can parents just turn their backs on their children like that! Someday, when we have our own children, that we've loved and raised, I can't even picture that either one of us could ever do that."

"I don't understand it either, baby," Jamie responded, "I have to consider us both pretty fortunate, to have the parents we have, that love us like they do."

"You know, Jamie, I didn't always have that kind of parental love, but now that I have it, I'd never want to lose it. I can't think of anything that feels any better, than to know that you are loved!"

"You do know why I need to talk to Anthony and Maria, don't you?" Jamie asked.

"Yes, I know, and I wish you and Fernando all the good luck in the world!"

Jamie and DJ soon drifted off to sleep, their arms around one another.

(to be continued...)