Gay story: Zac’s story – Chapter 13
Author: Zac22
“You won.”
“It wasn’t a bet, this just means I don’t owe YOU anything.”
“Go ahead and keep it, it was worth it.” I smiled and closed the door as Randy laughed and I took a shower and got dressed.
Randy and I finished up our third year and Logan finished his first year of grad school. We were all renewing our leases so no moving. We could relax a bit for the summer and just work some part time jobs. We all picked up some extra hours but still mostly part time. Logan did go to mostly full time though.
It was mid June and things were going great. Logan and I had been dating for over three months and Randy was seeing a girl named Katie.
I was hanging out with Randy and some friends outside our apartment by the park. Logan walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around me “Hey gorgeous” he said with a hug.
“Awww I need an English boyfriend” Laura said.
“He’s Irish” Randy argued.
“Both are sexy” Katie replied.
“Hey, what’s that supposed to mean” Randy asked.
“Don’t worry, this one’s taken and you’re all I need hun.” Katie smiled.
“Well thank you ladies. I am Irish but I suppose my time in England has made my accent more English than Irish. Can I borrow Zac from you all for a moment?” Logan asked as he pulled me aside when they smiled and nodded.
“What’s up babe?” I asked.
He walked me across the park away from everybody and we sat on a bench. “Next month I’m going home for a couple weeks to see my family and friends.”
“That’s great.”
“There’s more. I’d like you to come with me.”
I didn’t say anything. I was a little in shock I just managed to get out “uhhhhhh”
“I bought you a ticket and I can return it if you don’t want to, but I’d really like you to come with me. It’s only a couple of weeks. We can get a hotel and I can show you Ireland and we can go to London for a few days too.” He paused. “You don’t want to. I’m sorry I brought it up. It was stupid.”
“No no no, it’s great. I’d love to. I’m just surprised is all.” I quickly assured him before he got upset. I really did want to go. I had just never been to Europe and I didn’t expect him to buy me a ticket and everything.
“Really?”
“Yes, I’d love to go with you.” I smiled.
“Alright then.” He looked concerned.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing wrong.” He paused. “There’s just one more thing. I planned on telling my parents and brutha that I’m gay.”
“Oh” I got a little worried as well.
“I don’t have to tell them if you would feel uncomfortable, but I think it would make me feel better to have you there with me.”
“No, you should tell them. I guess I’ll just feel a little weird. I’m not gonna get yelled at or something, right?”
“No, my mum doesn’t yell at all and my da is really mellow.” He paused.
“And your brother”
“We may need to bring my sista along for him. He won’t hurt you or anything, but he might get a bit worked up.”
“Ok” I took a deep breath and nodded my head. I smiled, “Let’s do it. As long as you’re there I’ll be fine and I want to be there for you when you tell them.”
Logan had requested off work long in advance. I got off because plenty of people are looking for just summer jobs so I was told that I may not get many hours when I get back until the end of summer.
We arrived in England and then to Ireland. I was nervous and Logan was even worse. We weren’t going to tell his parents right away. First just meet them and let them catch up and then we’d go out and tell his brother first.
“Logan my luv!” His mom squealed.
“Hey mum.” He replied as she gave him a big hug.
“Come in, come in. Who’s this?”
“This is Zac.”
“Nice to meet you ma’am” I said with a smile.
“Lovely to meet you too. Logan you should’ve told me you were bringing a friend. We’ve been painting in the house and you were going to be on the couch. I don’t know where we’ll fit your friend.”
“No problem mum we actually have a hotel nearby.”
“Well alright then. At least let us help you pay for that.”
“Thanks mum.”
We went in and met his father and chatted for a while updating them on how he was doing in school and everything. His parents were extremely Irish and I had a hard time understanding them sometimes. His dad had more of a brownish shade of hair while his mom had very red hair. Logan clearly took after his dad.
We had dinner there and met his brother, Nathaniel or Nate, and his sister, Susan. Both of them take after their mother as they both had redder hair. After dinner we went out with Susan for a little while before going to the hotel to get over the flight. Susan was amazing; she asked me a thousand questions and gave me a huge hug. It felt good that she liked me since so far she was the only one in Logan’s life that knew we were together.
The next morning I woke up refreshed but still not adjusted to the time change. Logan was still sleeping so I was content to lay there running my hand across his chest.
“Good morning” Logan said as he sort of woke up. He rubbed my back with one arm and closed his eyes again slowing getting the energy to get up.
I kissed him and then sucked on his earlobe for a moment. Then I crawled under the covers and slid his underwear down. I swallowed his semi hard cock that became fully erect quickly. As I bobbed my head I ran both hands up his body feeling his stomach, sides, and chest as he moaned quietly. After a few minutes of sucking he ran his right hand through my hair gently guiding my head up and down on him.
He began pushing my head down further and I could feel the head of his cock push against the back of my throat causing him to moan louder. He forced me down further and faster as my hands rested on his stomach and chest. I played with his nipple with my right hand as he fucked my face. His hips started thrusting slightly and before long he grunted and he filled my mouth, his cum gushed down my throat. I swallowed shot after shot until he relaxed and finished. I kissed my way up to him. Now he was awake.
I straddled his waist kissing him while my left hand took care of my own hard on. I pumped quickly while Logan reached down grabbing my ass, spreading my cheeks and probing a finger inside. I couldn’t kiss him as I was now moaning so my face went to the side and I was cheek to cheek with him as his finger jetted in and out of my hole and I erupted on his stomach. I rolled off of him to his side panting.
“Alright just let me do the talking. I’ll try to tell him the best I can and my sista will help. We’ll try to tell him as easy as possible.” Logan said as we sat in a booth at a local restaurant. We were waiting for his brother and sister to join us for lunch.
“Ok, so I should say ‘hey Nate, did you know you’re brother eats my ass?’” I joked quietly.
Logan laughed while drinking his water and sprayed some water and immediately grabbed a napkin to wipe his face. “That is definitely out.”
Five minutes later they arrived and we ordered our lunch and talked for a little while. “Sorry again for being late. My bonehead friend Johnny held me up.”
“Oh, I had an ex named John.” I said. Logan hit my lightly under the table. I knew what I had said, but I thought maybe this was a good way to get the ball rolling.
“Wait, you had an EX named JON?” Nate asked for clarification and looked awkward.
“Uh, yeah.” I answered. Susan had a fun smile on her face like she was enjoying the soap opera that was about to unfold. Logan cleared his throat.
“So, you uh, you like blokes then” Nate needed further clarification.
“Yeah, I’m gay.”
“Oh, uh, alright then, cool.”
“Does that bother you?” Logan asked.
“No, it’s fine I guess. I just didn’t expect it. That’s all.” Nate replied.
“Well I’m happy you said that because uh” Logan stopped for a second, cleared his throat, and said it, “I’m gay.”
“What?!” Nate looked baffled and almost sick. “you’re a poof?”
“Hey watch your mouth” Susan chimed in and smacked him on the back of the head.
“Sorry, you’re gay?” Nate looked confused and upset. “And is he your, oh bloody hell”
Logan was slumped in his seat and I held his hand tight under the table.
Susan jumped in recognizing Logan had shut down and didn’t know what to say, “Oh shut up you sodding idiot. You had no problem when Zac was gay and now you’re all worked up?” Susan was the definition of fiery redhead.
“Well before it wasn’t my brutha.”
“Get over it, he’s gay, he’s still your brutha. He didn’t change any.”
“Can you back off a second? Shit, I just need a minute.” Nate Shook his head and paused for a minute. “Alright, so my brutha’s gay.” He mumbled to himself.
“I’m the same person I always was.” Logan finally said.
“Logan, I love you. It doesn’t matter what you do are what you say, I’ll always love ya. This just isn’t something I expected.” He sighed and continued “Zac, I’m sorry if I offended you. As long as you make my brutha happy then you’re alright in my book.”
“That’s betta.” Susan said and patted his back. “So how long have you two been seeing each other?”
“Little over four months.” Logan replied. He was relaxing now.
“Are you living together?” Nate asked.
“No, I live with my friend Randy.” I answered.
“I have my own place.” Logan added.
“And this Randy, is he gay too?” Nate asked.
“No, he’s straight.” I answered.
The lunch had a few more awkward questions but smoothed out and Nate lightened up. He was shocked and was understandably confused but seemed to legitimately be ok with us.
Susan and Nate were also very British sounding and I found out that they all went to high school in England for at least a couple years and have all picked up a blended accent.
I stood in the entrance to the living room with Susan close by and Nate not far either. Logan sat on a couch with his parents on the couch across from him. He had just told them and his mother and denied it. She was in tears and repeated it’s not true. We stood to the side so that they could talk but so we could still be there for Logan.
His father had a stone cold look on his face. I couldn’t tell if he was fuming inside or if he was daydreaming and didn’t even pay attention; there was no way to read the man.
His mother, in tears, spoke again very softly as I don’t think she had ever yelled in her life, “You’re not gay. You’re just confused. God doesn’t want this.”
“I’m not confused mum. I’m gay and Zac is my boyfriend. We’ve been dating for months.” His accent really started to come out when he was upset and saying ‘months’ sounded like ‘mumfs’.
“It’s just a phase; you’ll move on and find a nice girl.”
Logan stood up, upset from her disbelief, and replied, “It’s not a phase mum. I love ‘im”
“You what?” His mother asked just before his brother and I exclaimed the same question.
“I love ‘im.” Logan walked over to me and grabbed my hand, “I love you.”
“I love you too” I said back softly.
“Listen mum, this isn’t a phase and I’m not confused. I’m gay, I’ve always been gay, and I’m always gonna be gay. I love Zac and all I want is for you to accept that, but maybe you just can’t do that.” Tears rolled down Logan’s eyes as he walked out pulling me with him.
We made it out the door. Nate went with us and said he’d drive us. Susan was going to stay home and talk to their mom.
As we got out to Nate’s car, his dad came outside “Wait boys.”
“What da?”
“Come here, sit down.”
We walked to the porch and sat down together across from him while Nate stood against a post.
“Logan, you love this man?”
“Yes da.”
“Zac, you love my boy?”
“Yes sir.”
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