For the Better

I slammed the door behind me, tears flowing down my face. I could hear my parents yelling and coming closer to my door, then began to hit on it forcefully. “Open the door, we have not finished talking!” my dad yelled, and I felt extreme fear tearing up my spine. I did not say anything, just approached my bed slowly, and then sat down to cry. My parents were still yelling at the door. “You are so disrespectful! You should start packing now, because you will move out of this house!” I could hear my mom say.

These words really stung. The house I have been living in for the past 20 years, the life I have been leading here for all these years, the world around me as I knew it… all gone for good, and just for a little revelation that my parents could not tolerate. I had just told them over an hour ago, that I am gay. And they reacted terribly.

I was feeling deep hurt and a lot of fear inside of me, boiling me from inside. I suppose it was irreversible, I cannot stop being gay and I cannot just demand my parents to change their views, it was their house after all. I was just trying to analyze everything that was going to be thrown my way… and how my life was going to change drastically.

I went to sleep with my door still locked, in fear my parents would break in during the night. But anyway, I could barely manage to get any sleep. I had already packed my stuff. It’s good that from my old job, I had saved some money that I kept put hidden under my mattress, in case of emergencies. Morning came slower than I would have liked, because I was already woke at 3 in the morning.

In the day, I was extremely tired. I finally opened the door, then went to the kitchen. My parents were there, finishing their breakfast. My dad was leaving to work, and he did not say anything to me, he did not even look at me.

“Your breakfast is on the table, Johnny. You can eat then you leave” my mom said coldly, while finishing to do the dishes. “Thank you” I said as I sat down on the table, to face my plate. A cold loaf of bread with a bit of butter splashed onto it, and a piece of ham plus a glass of water was all they made for me. I had seen my dad eating a pile of pancakes before leaving.

I ate breakfast, if it could be called so, then went to my room to get my stuff to leave. “Good bye mom” I said as I walked out, and she did not even look at me. I left the house and closed the door behind me, and my eyes started to get wet. I could not control it at all. I made way to the bus stop, trying my best to keep my tears inside me. People could not help but watch as I miserably attempted to not cry, dragging my body to the bus stop.

I waited for almost an hour for a bus to show up. I did not know why it was taking so long, they never do. Then one appeared, it was almost 9 a.m by then. I got on the bust then let it take me downtown. With the big windows, I saw my neighborhood passing by, as I left my old life behind, with my parents. I would just disappear from my friend’s lives as well.

Soon enough, I was downtown. It was busy and noisy, and I barely felt like moving at all. I started to walk around, looking for a place to stay while simultaneously looking for a place to work at. Before long, I stumbled upon a cheap, rundown motel. It was my only and the best option so far, and considering I only had 1000$ on me, I could not get picky.

I got registered at the desk then took the keys to my room. It was small and had a small kitchen, a room and a bathroom, but it was enough for now. I felt calmer by now. I sat down on the bed, then closed my eyes. “You need to get used to it” I said to myself. I felt like letting some steam off, so I began to jerk off slowly with my eyes closed.

While masturbating, my phone went off. It shocked me. It was one of the places I had applied to work at, a pizza joint. I accepted immediately and was glad things were not going so bad for me. At least, I had a place to sleep and a work to generate some income. I’ll show my parents that I can do well without them.

My first day at work was rather exhausting. The place did not seem so popular, but it was. During my break, I went outside to rest, then I met the parking lot’s caretaker, Adam, a friend from chemistry class back in high school.

“Adam! It’s been so long, how are you?” I said, I was rather glad to see a friendly face. “Oh hello Johnny!” he said happily. “It’s nice to see you again! I am well” he added. We spent our break talking, and I told him what had happened with my parents. “I… am really sorry you had to go through that” he said, looking away. “Its fine, I’ll get over it” I said confidently.

Then, it was time to go back to work. The rest of the day was not and full, but was slower. By the time it was over, I was glad I was going back home. Or, well, the motel. In my way out, Adam stopped me and asked if he could go with me. “You may like some company now?” I was rather surprised but also thrilled, so I let him come with me.

I had never gotten to know him very well, but on the way to the motel he let me know plenty about his life. I guess it was fair, since I gave him huge details about mine already. When we got to the motel, I was rather ashamed but he did not seemed to care much about the surroundings. We sat down on my bed to have a glass of water.

He began to get closer and closer, and that was a little awkward. Then, while I was telling him how much I liked lasagna, he kissed me. “Adam…?” I said after the kiss, and he looked down. “I always liked you. I’m sorry” he sounded really ashamed. I held his face, then kissed him. I’ve never had a boyfriend before, but I liked romance.

Adam gave in and we continued to kiss. Before long, I had unzipped my jeans and had him sucking at my dick. It was something I had not done before, but it fell so much better because of that. He just kept sucking my dick, playing with the tip of it. “You’re good at this” I said, then moaned shyly. He looked at me with a smile, then continued.

Before long, he made me come into his mouth, then swallowed the load and kissed me. “It’s your turn” he said, and I felt nervous. What if I was not good at it? Anyway, I unzipped his pants to reveal his pecker, which was rather large and already hard, and I put it inside my mouth. I slowly began to suck it, and his groans in pleasure let me know I was doing well.

He came rather quickly, a big and sticky load into my mouth. I had never tasted semen before, so it was odd, but I swallowed it completely. He held my face like I did to him, then kissed me passionately.

“I am so embarrassed” he said, then put his penis back in his pants. “What for?” I asked. “We already knew each other” I added. “I know, but we just met after months” he said. He sounded truly worried. “It’s nothing Adam, we were listening to our bodies and not our brains” I said, and he seemed relieved now.

“Thank you for the good time” He said, then laid on bed. “Is it okay if I sleep with you tonight?” he asked, and I smiled.  “Sure thing.” Then, there we were. Laying on bed, cuddling and talking into the night. It was my first day away from my parents and I already felt happier and more secure. I wonder what my future holds for me? I should appreciate the good times like these.

Maybe being kicked out was not all that bad, maybe it was for the better. It was something that had to happen and now I am grateful my parents kicked me out from their toxic household. Adam had fallen asleep on my arms, and not too long after I followed him into dreamland. But reality was like a dream already, just for tonight at least.