Gay story: Zac’s story – Chapter 10
Author: Zac22
“Sorry, I don’t wanna get that on me.”
“Just go back to the party. I’ll get him home.” Randy said shaking his head as Zac continued to spit up on Randy’s shirt. Randy pulled Zac up onto his shoulder and carried him the rest of the way to their apartment.
Randy stumbled in the front door as Shawn was in the living room watching tv in boxers and a tank top. “What’s wrong with Zac? Did he drink too much?” Shawn jumped up into his wheelchair.
“Yeah, and he grabbed a drink that was spiked. Pretty sure it was LSD.” Randy explained carrying Zac into their bedroom.
“Oh my god, is he alright?”
“Yeah, he’s conscious and just high off his ass. Can you turn the shower on? He threw up on the way over.” Randy asked and Shawn led him to the bathroom where he started the shower. Randy kicked off his shoes and Shawn pulled of Zac’s shows and socks followed by his pants as Randy lifted him into the shower. Randy held Zac under the water and they rinsed off.
“What can I do?” Shawn said helplessly.
“Can you grab him some clean underwear? We gotta get him cleaned up and dried off.” Randy said as he pulled of Zac’s shirt off. Shawn went out of the bathroom and brought back a pair of clean underwear and a towel. Randy was still fully clothed but had gotten Zac undressed and washed off. He kicked the shower off and lifted Zac out as they toweled him off. Randy held him up while Shawn got the underwear on him. Randy then carried him to the toilet as Zac began to gag. He knelt him down over the toilet as he proceeded to vomit. “Hold him steady while I go change.”
Randy ran to his room while Zac threw up and began groaning in agony. Shawn bent over in his chair and held Zac’s waist for balance. Randy returned a few minutes later dried off in clean boxers and knelt down on the other side of Zac and held him up. Shawn then proceeded to comfort him by rubbing his back.
“We’ll just let him get this out of his system for awhile and I’ll carry him into bed. You can take it from there and just keep a trash can handy in case he needs to puke again.” Randy said trying to map out what the plan was.
“Ok” Shawn said worried. “What the hell happened tonight?”
“We got separated at the party for a while and when I came back this chick was all over him.” Shawn looked up, “Don’t worry, he wasn’t doing anything. She was sucking his neck but he looked too high to even know what was going on. I got rid of her and he said he was seeing colors in the room and one of the guys said there was acid at the party. He must have grabbed the wrong drink and got some. I carried him home right away and he started throwing up on the way.”
Shawn clenched his eyes shut and grinded his teeth in frustration and sighed.
“He’s gonna be fine, Shawn. He just needs to get this outta his system and sleep it off. He’ll be fine in the morning. You know he doesn’t do drugs or anything he just got a little in the wrong drink.” Randy tried to explain.
“I know he doesn’t do that shit. I just feel helpless and worried about him.”
As Shawn was talking, Zac began to pee on himself. “Shit Zac, back to the shower.” Randy said as he grabbed Zac by the waist and lifted him into the shower again as he continued peeing down the drain now. “Do you mind if I sit here?” Randy asked about the shower chair Shawn had in the bathtub.
“No, go ahead.”
Randy sat down holding Zac up on his lap as he wet himself. “Maybe we’ll just stay in here for a little while until he’s ready to go to bed then we’ll clean him up and take him back to bed.“ Randy revised the plan.
“Yeah, I’ll wipe up the floor” Shawn grabbed the towel he dried Zac off with earlier and cleaned the floor where Zac had started to pee.
“I’m going to get both these shorts off if you’re comfortable with that?” Randy checked with Shawn. “I don’t wanna make you feel weird.”
“No, you know I don’t care, but thanks for the concern.” Shawn replied. “I’ll go get both of you some more clean underwear.”
Shawn made his way to the Randy’s bedroom and grabbed a pair of underwear out of Randy’s dresser then made his way back to his room. As he got to his and Zac’s dresser he stopped and sighed in frustration trying to calm down. Anger built up and Shawn proceeded to take a deep breath, swallow hard, and sigh. He grabbed a pair of underwear for Zac and returned to the bathroom.
Zac had thrown up again and was still groaning. “I think he’s done puking now. He’s got nothing left in his system. He just feels like crap.” Randy said.
“Alright, keep him in here a bit longer to make sure and I’ll get him some water to try and sober him up.” Shawn left and brought back a glass of water that he fed to Zac to drink. Zac was responding but didn’t speak much. This wasn’t surprising. When he was sick he didn’t like to talk because it made him feel worse. But Shawn and Randy knew he’d be ok because he did respond to their questions and comments by nodding his head or grunting.
Twenty minutes went by and Zac started to pee again. “Hey buddy, don’t go peein’ on my leg now.” Randy said as he pushed Zac’s penis down with his middle finger and looked away.
Shawn laughed, “Randy, you don’t need to make that look at me.”
“Yeah, well it’s just a little awkward being naked in a shower with your boyfriend and touching his dick in front of you.” Randy explained.
“My boyfriend just peed on your leg, I’m not worried that you’re gonna want to steal him from me.” Shawn continued.
Zac began to spit and asked to brush his teeth. Shawn then grabbed his toothbrush and paste and helped him wash the taste out of Zac’s mouth while Randy held him upright. Randy washed them both off one more time and turned off the water.
“Let’s see, how do we work this? Ummm hand me that towel.” Shawn handed Randy a towel and he put it around his waist with one hand while holding Zac up with the other.
They proceeded to dry Zac off and get the new pair of clean underwear on him. Randy then started to carry Zac out of the bathroom. He passed Shawn and half way to the bed the poorly tied towel dropped and Randy continued on. “Oooo nice ass Randy” Shawn joked.
“Shut up man, this is awkward enough without those comments.” Randy laid Zac on the bed and turned. Shawn was next to him holding his underwear up. Randy grabbed them and proceeded to put them on. “Alright, you got it from here. Yell at me if you need any help. I’m goin to bed.” Shawn nodded in approval and Randy walked out closing the door behind him.
Shawn picked up the towels and clothes in the bathroom, turned out the lights, and got into bed.
“I’m sorry” Zac groaned.
“Don’t be sorry babe. It’s ok, just get some rest and feel better.” Shawn whispered as he held Zac tight to comfort him.
“Hey, how did you sleep?” Randy asked as I stumbled out into the living room.
“What time is it?” I asked.
“Six pm. You had a rough night. How you feelin’?”
“Little dazed but okay. Where’s Shawn?”
“He went to the store to pick up food, I’m grilling tonight. Do you remember what happened last night?”
“I remember being at the party and drinking….a lot….then the room was fuzzy and I saw colors blending and get brighter. What the hell was I on?”
“Some guys had LSD at the party.”
“Great. Then there was some chick that started making out with me. I don’t even remember how she got there. Then I remember throwing up in the shower and that’s it.” I sat down on the couch as Randy brought me a glass of water and Tylenol.
“Well, you forgot most of the excitement.” He sat down, “You puked all over me on the way here then we cleaned you up in the shower, you proceed to puke in the toilet as I got dried off then when I came back you started pissing on the floor so we went back into the shower where you pukes some more and pissed on me. Then we cleaned you up and got you to bed.”
“Sounds fun. How did Shawn react to it all?”
“He didn’t seem to care about the drugs because you didn’t do them intentionally. He also didn’t care about the girl because you were high. He did seem frustrated though. Not sure over what exactly. He was probably just worried about you. You’re fine though so it’s probably no big deal.”
Shawn got home, Randy grilled, and we stayed up until around midnight talking and watching TV. Shawn seemed frustrated and tense all night. Finally, I got the nerve to ask him when we were getting ready for bed.
“Shawn, I’m sorry.” I undressed and was sitting on the edge of the bed.
“There’s nothing for you to be sorry about.” He replied while brushing his teeth.
“Then what’s wrong?” I asked
He spit, turned off the bathroom light and rolled to the doorframe. “Nothing’s wrong. I just have a headache.”
“Don’t give me that, Shawn. I know there’s something wrong and I know how you are when you have a headache. This is not a headache. What’s wrong?” I demanded.
He rolled over to the closet and tossed his shirt in with the dirty clothes. Facing the closet with his back to me he replied, “Figures….you know me and can always come up with a way to help….but when you need it, I can’t do a DAMN thing for you.” He slammed his fist on the wall by the closet. I could see the muscles in his back and shoulders tightening as he stared into the closet.
“Shawn! What are you talking about?”
He turned and pushed to the bed and I turned sitting on the bed facing him. He was completely tensed up with his arms in the air, hands folded on his head. Honestly, he looked really sexy other than his clear anger. “Randy carried you home last night when you couldn’t walk…. Randy held you up in the shower” He swallowed hard taking a deep breath. “Randy made sure you didn’t collapse and took care of you while all I could do was watch. I couldn’t do a FUCKING THING for you!” He yelled as he slammed his fist again on the wall. This time on the wall at the head of our bed and this time making a substantial dent in the drywall.
“Shawn, stop it!” I yelled back. “I didn’t fall in love with you because you can lift me or carry me home when I’m wasted. I don’t need you to lift me into a shower or hold me up when I throw up in the bathroom.”
He looked at me with his fist still pressing against the wall. He appeared to be holding back tears and with a shaky voice asked me, “Then why?”
“Why what?”
“Why do you love me?” A tear finally fell down his face. He was still tense and shaking nervously. “Why do you love me when I can’t take care of you?”
I’d never seen him cry and he wasn’t yet. He was fighting the tears with all of his strength and I now knew why he was so tense. He was afraid to cry. He thought he needed to be strong and take care of me. He thought that somehow I wouldn’t love him if he cried and he flexed and tightened every muscle in his body to try to hold in his emotions and tears.
“I love you because you make me happy. I love you because you make me laugh. I love you because I can talk to you about anything in the world no matter how big or small and I know you’ll listen. I love you because every time I’m not with you, I wonder what you’re doing and wish I could be doing that with you. And, I love you for all the reasons no one can explain or possibly put into words, but none of which have anything to do with your ability to carry me.”
He dropped his head slightly breaking eye contact but remained tense. I leaned forward and quietly continued, “Now how is it that you love me? How can you say you love me when you are too afraid to cry in front of me? Shawn, I don’t need you to lift me from the bathroom to the bed. I need you to love me and care about me. I need you to relax and be yourself. I need you to talk to me about everything big or small and never be afraid to show your feelings.” His body started to loosen. “I need you to stop trying to be some tough jackass who puts holes in our walls instead of crying when that’s what he really needs to do.”
With a deep breath, he sighed and his hand fell from the wall. Tears began to pour down his face, “Come here tough guy.” I put my arms out as he got into bed and fell into my arms. His body was covered in a thin layer of sweat from working so hard to hold back the tears.
“I just felt so helpless, like I couldn’t be there for you when you needed me.” He cried.
“Shawn, I didn’t need you to carry me. I needed you to hold me. Randy is my best friend. It’s his job to do all that other crap, but when he got me into bed he left. He knew that there was nothing else he could do for me because at that point all I really needed was for you to hold me and let me know that everything was alright.”
He took a deep breath and wiped the tears from his eyes. “Okay, sorry about the wall,” he said with a smile.
“See, that’s why I love you.”
“Because I punched a hole in our wall?” He laughed.
“No, because you make me laugh. Though I’d be lying if I said your big sweaty muscles didn’t help your case,“ I said with a laugh.
Summer wrapped up quickly and classes began again. We all were pretty busy and had a fairly uneventful semester. Randy and I had one class together and I started working as a waiter at a nearby restaurant, which kept me away from home a lot, but we made it work. Shawn had a class with his best friend from high school and they reconnected so he stayed busy and had another person to hangout with when I was gone.
Winter break came and went. Shawn still didn’t tell his parents he’s gay, but I didn’t hassle him over it. The spring semester started and spring break came just in time. We didn’t actually have plans to go anywhere special. Shawn was actually staying in town because he had work he needed to catch up on and relax a bit and Randy couldn’t get off work. I went to see Brent at his school, stay with him and go to a concert they were having by his campus. I hadn’t seen him in a while so it was great to go out there and catch up.
“So I take it you are fully over Jon now?” Brent asked with a laugh.
“Yeah you’d be safe in saying that.” I answered. It was Wednesday of spring break and I had apparently talked quite a bit about Shawn, but now we had been totally caught up in each other’s lives since going to school. The concert was on Friday and we were now just hanging out until then and I was going back home on Saturday.
The same night, Wednesday, Randy was working late and then going out with a couple friends. Shawn stayed home and had his best friend over for a few drinks and watch some TV and movies.
By 1 AM they were both pretty drunk and decided to call it a night, “Shit give me a hand getting in my chair” Shawn said as Ray got up and pulled Shawn to his feet and guided him to his wheelchair. As he got over his chair, Shawn dropped into it as Ray lost his balance and somewhat fell with him. Shawn looked at Ray and Ray looked back. Ray’s eyes shifting from Shawn’s lift to right eye, down at his lips then back to his eyes as they just stayed still Ray on a knee practically having fallen on Shawn’s lap.
They just stared for ten seconds before Ray moved closer and began kissing Shawn. Shawn’s jaw dropped and accepted the kiss as his eyes closed softly. They kissed on and on as they got more aggressive and Ray lifted Shawn’s shirt up and tossed it on the couch. Shawn slowly rolled his chair toward the bedroom and Ray stood up to follow.
They made it to the bedroom and continued kissing as Shawn undid Ray’s belt and jeans. Ray pulled off his shirt and Shawn dropped his pants to the side. Ray began rubbing Shawn’s back as he engulfed Ray’s 7 inch uncut cock. Ray moaned quietly as he felt Shawn’s warm mouth embrace him and his tongue explore his flesh.
Ray felt his precum pour and reached down to his pants pulling out his wallet and grabbing a condom. He pushed Shawn off of him and began kissing him again. Undoing Shawn’s pants and tossing them to the floor, he kissed down Shawn’s chest before reaching his erect penis. Ray briefly sucked Shawn before placing the condom on him and straddled Shawn’s waist.
Ray slowly lowered himself onto Shawn as Shawn penetrated him. They kissed passionately as Ray hovered over Shawn rising and falling on him, up and down, over and over. Shawn approached climax and Ray removed the condom, threw it to the side and dropped down to take Shawn’s cum down his throat. As Shawn erupted into Ray’s mouth, Ray proceeded to pump his own cock and unload onto the bedspread. The two kissed once more before collapsing and falling asleep.
Randy walked into the kitchen the next morning to get a glass of water and walked over to the living room. He saw Shawn’s shirt on the couch, picked it up, and walked to the bedroom door, “Shawn, you mind keeping your laundry in your room?” He said as he opened the door tossed the shirt inside and froze. He only stopped for a second before quickly closing the door and going back to his room. Randy only needed a few seconds to see clothes scattered on the floor, a condom at the foot of the bed, and Shawn holding Ray only half covered. There was only one possible explanation and Randy knew it.
“Fuck you Shawn!” Randy said in mid argument. “You tell him as soon as he gets back or I will.” Randy headed for the door.
“Where are you going?”
“I’m going to find a place to stay for awhile and see who might have room for Zac when he leaves your ass.” Randy replied.
“You’re not gonna tell anyone?”
“No, I’ll come up with an excuse to ask and let Zac explain why when he gets back.” Randy slammed the door behind him.
“Hey guys I’m back. Thanks again babe for letting me take your truck. Hope you didn’t need it while I was gone.” I said as I walked in the front door.
“Hey man, I told Kelly we’d go have dinner at her place tonight, but Shawn has something he needs to talk to you about so I’ll just wait outside.” Randy said as he walked past me out the door.
“Ok, see you in a minute.” I said a bit confused. “So what’s up?”
Shawn explained the best that he could and I after 20 minutes of argument over his pathetic explanation, the mood started to settle, “Do you love him?”
“I don’t know.”
“Wrong answer Shawn”
“He’s my best friend. I didn’t even know he was gay. We got drunk and it just happened.”
“No, it doesn’t just happen. You don’t just cheat.”
“I was drunk, you made out with that chick when you were drunk.”
“Woah, are you fucking kidding me? I was high from being drugged, she kissed me while I wasn’t aware of what was happening and, oh yeah, I’m gay! You just got drunk and were completely capable of recognizing the situation. Then you proceeded to have sex with him. Not only did you have sex with him, but you fucked him. You tell me that you don’t wanna hurt me and refuse, but you have no problem fucking him. Is it me, am I just not good enough for you?”
“Baby-“
“No, don’t call me that.” I interrupted. “I don’t care what you have to say anymore. Cheating on me is unforgivable and you took it to the next level. You have been with him longer than you’ve known me so it was more than physical. Then you had sex with him in our bed. Finally, you turn around and try to blame it on alcohol and accuse me of being just as unfaithful. Fuck you. We’re over. I’m done.”
I walked out the door and walked toward the parking lot. Randy was leaning up against the building waiting for me.
I walked over to him with tears running down my face. He gave me a hug and held me as we walked to his car. Nothing needed to be said.
Randy went back to the apartment to move both of our things out, as I didn’t want to go back there. We moved in temporarily with a couple different friends until the semester was over and we got an apartment of our own.
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