Gender: Male Age: 21 Location: Glasgow Scotland UK
|Introduction: Running away|
I had just sat down on my seat when my phone rang, it was Mum, I switched the phone off and stuffed it into my bag, I would get rid of the sim card and sell my phone when I got to Blackpool. It was only a 4 hour journey but I can tell you every second felt like a minute and every minute an hour, as I went over and over in my head what I had done, tears flooded my face many times over those hours, it broke my heart to think of the embarrassment I had caused my family, yea I hated Gary for what he had done ,but I hated myself more for causing it.
When I arrived in Blackpool it was just after 4pm I had withdrawn my last £20 from my bank account before leaving Glasgow between that and the money I had in the house I had bought my bus ticket some crisps and juice for my journey and cigarettes for my nerves leaving me with only £16 to start my new life with.
My head was in turmoil, I had no where to stay and not even enough money for a nights bed and breakfast, I walked about Blackpool trying to find a job, it was the 2nd of January hardly any place was open with most people still on holiday, I sat about on the pier for hours just thinking about what I was going to do, and most importantly where I was going to sleep, my head was wasted my face burned from tears, I just wanted to curl up and die, I was tired ,it was a bitterly cold night, the streets almost deserted, this was not the lively, fun filled Blackpool that I remember from my previous trips.
Eventually I turned on my phone, I had 28 text messages and even more missed calls, most of the messages were from my Mum wanting to know where I was, and what was going on, and what the message painted on the pavement outside the house was all about, There was 7 messages from mates a couple were abusive, but a couple just asking if it was true that I am gay.
I knew Mum would be worried that’s just the way she is, so I text her to tell her I was ok and not to worry about me, within seconds of hitting the send button my phone rang, I wished I had the courage to ignore it, but I needed to hear her voice I just needed some comfort, I could tell by her voice that she was really worried about me, at first I refused to tell her where I was, but she began pleading and crying down the phone, I could tell she was in tears, I was in tears it was all pretty heavy stuff, eventually I told her I was in Blackpool, She asked who I was with, I told her I was alone, she asked were I was staying and how much money I had, I told her the truth. she told me to find a hotel and book in, and she would phone and pay by credit card, I tried to refuse but with her pleading, and the fact that I was frozen through to the bone, I knew it made sense, I was scared , cold and lonely and I had only been away less than 12 hours, A great start to my new life.
I won’t go in to too much detail here, I will just paint a general picture, I went to the nearest hotel and explained that I needed a room and my Mum would call and pay by card, The Receptionist let me phone Mum, and she gave her card details, then I was allocated a room, minutes after I closed the room door and lay on the bed, Mum called and we spoke for ages, she wanted to know why the message had been painted outside the house, and more importantly if I knew who had done it. She told me that my Dad had painted over the words and that he and my two brothers had been out looking for my mates to see if they knew anything about it.
My Dad had been a Bouncer/Door security in some of the roughest Pubs and Clubs in Glasgow for 10 years before he took a normal job, he had been in prison a couple of times in his younger years for violent offences, he can be very aggressive when he gets annoyed, I was dreading what he was going to do, Mum asked me about a hundred times why anyone would write that stuff, and why if there was no truth in it did I run off to Blackpool; I just kept denying there was any truth in what was written eventually she gave in and told me to get some sleep and that they would be leaving early in the morning to come and get me, I lay on that bed tossing and turning (well more tossing I must have had 5 or 6 wanks that night, (so much so that I had friction burn on my Cock) even though I had caused all this trouble, I still could not get my perverted thoughts out of my head, it was better than thinking about what my Dad was going to do when he got his hands on me.
I eventually dozed off it must have been from masturbation exhaustion, I woke up with the sound of my phone ringing, it was just after 10am, I answered it when I saw it was Mum, she told me that they would be in Blackpool in about an hour, and that I was to stay in my room until they got there.
.I got up had a piss, then had a quick wank In the shower, then I dressed and sat worrying about having to face Mum and Dad, I had butterflies in my stomach, I felt sick, I even considered doing a runner before they got here, but that would have just made things a hundred times worse, I had little money and no where to go, I sat on the bed waiting for them to come wondering what would happen now, I had to be out of the room before 12 it was 11.15 when I heard a knock on the room door. I can’t explain in words how I felt walking towards that door, I wanted to throw up, my whole body was shaking, I opened the door Mum threw her arms around me and Dad closed the door behind them.
“Right what the fuck is going on”
Dad demanded, Mum growled at him.
" That wee cunt, Gary Stewart told our John that you tried perv him up is it true "
Dad more shouted than asked. I did not know what to say I just held my head in my hands.
"Look idiot, if your a fucking queer just admit it, don’t stand there hiding your face"
Mum lost her rag, and told him to get out of the room and wait in the car, Dad stormed out of the room slamming the door behind him.
I broke down crying like a two year old, Mum hugged me, she was crying also.
" your mine, and no matter what you are or what you have done I love you son, I would give my life, for you"
"I did try it on with Gary I thought he wanted to do it"
" it's ok son we all make mistakes your probably just confused lots of teenagers get confused and do stupid things on the spur of the moment it's not the end of the world we will get it sorted out”.
“John has warned Gary if he ever says anything about you again, he will smash his face in"
" Fuck sake Mum, I am not confused It's true I am a poof, Gary is not the first Just go home and leave me here I will be alright as soon as I find a job"
" Look at me and listen!”
“if your gay so what, we will deal with it, but there is no way I am leaving you here your coming home with us and we will deal with it"
" Dad will go mental when he finds out it is true, he will kill me"
“He will kill anyone who gives you a hard time son, He might not like the fact that your gay, but he will stand by you and support you no matter what you are or do”.
it was exactly 12.00 when we left the room, I checked out and we went to the car, Dad drove to a cafe so we could get some breakfast, I ate a little then went outside for a smoke, I wanted to give Mum the chance to put Dad in the picture.
When I went back in it was obvious that Mum had told him I was gay, Dad hugged me
"don’t worry about it Edward, your my son and if you like guys rather than burds I will just have to get used to it, I will support yea 100%, but for fuck sake don’t start wearing your mums dresses, I could not handle you turning into Lily Savage"
He was squashing the life out me, but I knew he meant it from his heart, I was surprised how well he took it, I had expected to get punched black and blue, and disowned, but the total opposite happened, all the way back home in the car we chatted and laughed, We probably found out more about each other in those 3 hours than we had in the previous 10 years, even Mum laughed when he said
" But for fuck sake son if your going tae get a boyfriend get a better looking one than that cunt Gary Stewart he is one ugly bastard"
All was going to be ok.
Back in wet and Windy Glasgow, The family sat down my Father, Mother and my two brothers, My dad put my brothers in the picture, and warned them that they had better look out for me incase anyone gave me any hassle over the Gary Incident, My oldest Brother John told me that Gary had been warned if he even looked in my direction again he would be going to Hospital.
Over the next couple of days things were a bit strained, I text a few of my mates to test the water 2 of the 5 I text replied 3 ignored me the two who replied were sound both wanted to know if it was true that I was Gay,
I text back that I think that I am Bi, Scot replied " Fucking cool with me bud".
Danny replied " Teddy I don’t care who your shagging as long as it is not me Ha Ha” “bye the way Gary Stewart swears it was not him who wrote that shite outside your house, if you want tae go out for a drink gies a shout but no fuckin gay bars Ha Ha love yea mate”
I went back to work on the Monday and carried on with life, of course I lost some mates but very few, And they were not really close mates to begin with.
Believe it or not within 2 weeks I was talking to Gary, I was dreading this but he was fine, infact he apologized for the way he handled things, but swore that it was not him who wrote outside our house,We are mates again, we will never be as close as we were but at least we are on talking terms, and have been in company together a few times since, of course I did not get off scot free as they say, I get the odd sly comment about being a poof, but mostly in a joking manner.
I am happier now than I was for years, I still claim to most outside my family and really close friends that I am Bi, but I am sure everyone accepts that I am Gay and through time I will come clean when I have to. So now you know who I am lets get to the dirty stories of my teenage sexual encounters, the guys I seduced or molested as they slept or at least pretended to be asleep in some cases..
the next 18 chapters of this story will often have explicit sexual detail, some of it consensual some non consensual between teenage boys, The names have been changed to protect the innocent , and those not so innocent who were just horny and often taken advantage of, I will keep posting as long as people are reading and commenting.
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