Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 8

to exit. "It'll probably be in the Guinness Book of World Records, and I wanna say that I was there when it happened."
    "Welcome back to the living, Hairball. You're driving next, ya know," Kevin said as he poked Hairy in the shoulder. Hairy slapped his finger away, and sat up straight to stretch his long, muscular arms up over his head as he yawned. Hairy was several inches over six feet, shaved bald with multiple piercings in his ears, and had some heavily-tattooed Celtic bands around his upper arms. He was in fucking fantastic shape, but had the hairiest chest Kevin and I had ever seen. While he looked tough, he was really a teddy bear, and both Kevin and I adored him. He was overly protective of both of us, which helped keep down the trouble we'd inevitably had on campus: taunts and rumors flew, but no one really wanted to tangle with a popular football player who'd made it perfectly clear from the first day that he didn't take any shit from anyone, especially about being gay.
    "Yeah, yeah. Hey, where's Fluffy? Here, girl! That's a good sweetie." Hairy gently squeezed her after she hopped into his lap, and gave her a big kiss on top of her head. I was amused whenever Harry did that, because little Fluffernutter, named that because she was a white and tan mutt and reminded me of one of my favorite snacks, looked so small next to him. Fluffy wiggled all around and tried to kiss him back, but he didn't let her. He did open the window for her, though, so she could stick her head out while we slowed down and found a place to park near the grassy island.
    "Man, I should have thought of that," Kevin muttered. "Then I wouldn't have had to smell her stinky breath."
    After the brief stop and some sandwiches I grabbed from the cooler, we got down to some serious driving. With Hairy at the wheel, we all knew we'd be making good time as he took off like Mario Andretti. It was my turn to sleep on the back seat, and I crashed, even though Hairy had turned up the sound on some loud hard metal band I'd never heard before. Fluffy was happily snoozing in her cage after her run and some water.
    When I finally woke up, it was late, and we had stopped to change places. Kevin was driving for his second turn. Hairy moved to the back and immediately started snoring softly. I checked on him as Kevin pulled out onto the highway, and he was out like a light, scrunched up in the seat so he could lie down. He didn't look too comfortable, but there wasn't much we could do about it. At least he was using a sleeping bag as a pillow and on his side, or we'd be drowned out from the sound of his snores. I figured it was a good time to try to get Kevin to talk about what happened over spring break. He'd been really closed-mouth about it, but both Hairy and I could see that he was still upset. All we knew was that he came out to them and was sent packing back to school by his parents.
    "So, Kevin, um… do you wanna talk about when you came out to your parents? If you don't want to, it's okay. Very okay. And I won't say anything to Hairy if you don't want me to, though I can't imagine why you wouldn't. You know him; you'll just get engulfed in a huge hug and loved on until you feel better."
    I held my breath, but Kevin let out a big sigh and then I could see him nodding from the passing street lights.
    "I've been meaning to tell you; it's not like it's a big secret or anything. I was too upset when I got back to school, and then it got so busy trying to get everything done before the end of school." He looked at me briefly, then back at the road. "Shit, Jer, I was such a fucking idiot. I'm so used to being more open at school that I forgot where I was for a moment. I got caught behind the garage with one of my high school fuck buddies, sucking him off. Mom and Dad had gone for their daily walk and I thought they'd be gone at least an hour, but apparently Mom had some meeting she had to go to, and they came back earlier than usual. They heard all the moaning from Pete, and they both came around the corner to see what was happening."
    "Oh shit."
    "Yeah, shit is right; it was so fucking embarrassing. We were mostly dressed, thank God, but I was on my knees sucking him off while stroking my dick, and they got the full side view."
    "That sucks."
    Kevin rolled his eyes and looked at me in exasperation. "Shut up, Jerry."
    "What? Oh. Sorry, Kev. I didn't mean it that way. Go on." I wanted to touch him, to reassure him, to feel him, but I couldn't make myself