Chapter 39

Inside his brother's truck, looking out the window, Liam slipped his feet out of the tall white heels. Moving his feet around to try work some of the tension out of them. His second shift at the hospital wasn’t nearly as bad, the jerk that assaulted him before had taken a traveling nurse position that apparently paid much better, but was short term. He even got a chance to talk to an elderly patient, she was the definition of the old word moxy. It was fun speaking with her and she even gave him a butterscotch candy, something he would love to pop in his mouth, but he couldn’t, not with the braces.

Moving around in the four inch heels, something he was told again he shouldn’t do by one of the nurses. He asked her, almost pleading to be shown the dress code saying he couldn't and he would just stop. Miss Megan and Daddy wouldn’t make him if it was against the rules, but the nurse just rolled her eyes at the question before scoffing and walking away. During his lunch break with no money to buy anything from the cafeteria he sat there playing candy crush on his phone, something he thought of as brainless, but he needed to kill time and it was fun.

Then he went to his second music lesson, Mrs. Stinemark seemed happy to see him, reminding him to remove his shoes at the door, something he was more than happy to do before getting into the music. She had him start off on the same song she had him doing the previous lesson, something off putting when he showed her he could already play it. “Mrs. Stinemark, I thought you said I could move on to other songs when I played this one three times without messing up?”

“I see you remember what I said just fine Leah, so get to it and when you play it three times in a row correctly you can move on to the next song. You will be doing this at the start of all of your lessons until I say otherwise.”

That was a disappointment, he was getting better and really wanted to hear her praise him, but it looked like it was going to take more work to get to that point. Playing his sax felt good, feeling the sounds coming out of the brass instrument felt right, but by the end of the lesson no matter how well he performed the old woman held onto her praise like a miser might a gold piece. She let him move on to new pieces, so he knew she acknowledged his skill, he just wanted the affirmation.

“Mrs. Stinemark, I’m doing really good right!?” Liam glanced over to daddy when he came in, asking the question now so that he could hear her say it.

“You are doing well dear, I think it is getting time for you to pick a song for that pageant your father tells me you are going to be in.” Liam gave her a big smile, showing the braces on his teeth, then looking over to his brother making sure he heard that. He didn’t care about the pageant other than to hope it didn’t really happen, but being told he was good after just two sessions after not playing for so long filled him with pride.

Looking over at his brother now Liam could see he wasn’t in a good mood, just like this morning. Mrs. Stinemark seemed so happy when he said he had two girls willing to sign up for voice lessons. Liam had talked to the girls the previous night, Bailey didn’t seem to be up to it but Candi put her foot down that they would go together. He ended up joining in when she wanted to practice singing a little. Liam had never tried singing, not when his voice sounded like this, he even tried lowering it for a man’s part in a song, but it just felt odd and made him cough. At least he could hold a tune, unlike Candi. He saw her appointments going one of two ways, Mrs. Stinemark was either going to milk that girl for her money or she was going to tell the girl she was hopeless. If she did the latter he hoped she did it nicely, the girl was like a ball of sunshine, singing just was not something she had any talent for. The rest of that night wasn’t so bad, he just wished Bailey hadn’t told her about the letter to Jeremy or Miss Megan saying anything to Bailey for that matter.

“Daddy are you mad about something? I thought you would be happy when you were told my sessions would be chapter after I got Bailey and Candi to go.” He had been just plain meaner since all this happened and Liam just didn’t understand when it was him who was being punished.

Chuck let out a low growl in his voice before even looking at his brother. “One session a week will be cheaper, you go three times a week. You are being punished, yet it is me who is having my accounts drained. You aren’t working, earning anything, so yes I’m not in a great mood when I know on Friday when I get paid extra money will be taken out of my paycheck because work thinks I have a dependant, or that I have to keep handing money over so you can just have fun with your instrument. Heck I still need to go buy you a better sling, I’m not your parent, but I have to act like it.” He really didn’t mind the music lessons, he could see how happy his brother was playing again and figured a big part of it was because it reminded him of their mother. It was just one more thing that he had to pay for and it felt draining on him.

“I’m, I’m sorry Daddy.” That name again, daddy it was funny at first, now it felt like a shackle. Part of his anger was also from last night when Megan came over, the crazy woman was at least always good for a good roll in the hay, but not last night. She didn’t even touch his dick, let alone unlock him. She mostly wanted to talk about Leah and how preparations for the beauty pageant were going, it was like she was the proud parent talking about her kid. Meanwhile when he dropped her off and picked up his dolled up brother it was him who was paying her niece to babysit.

“It's fine, you just focus on the important things in your life like your date tonight.” He knew Liam was going to get lucky tonight, much like him the previous night though he thought it would be more fitting if Leah did considering why all this was happening and him having his dick locked away. “Do you know what you are going to wear for him?”

Pressing his lips together, Liam looked away. He did know what he was going to wear tonight, but it wasn’t for Jeremy. It was just a cute dress that wouldn’t give the teen boy any ideas.

When they got home Liam had to do a few chores first, washing the dishes, cleaning up some beer bottles in the living room and vacuuming to make sure everything was in order before he got ready. The dress he had picked was close to a coral color that came down to his knees, tightly fit. It had long sleeves and a collar that were sheer white, he paired it with pearl button earrings, the same white high heels he had been wearing all day and the silver cross necklace.

A text came saying he was running late, but without an ETA Liam found himself getting nervous. It felt silly to be getting nervous, the kid didn’t matter. Liam let out a sigh, but he also didn’t know if he had gotten that letter yet. It had just been a day, did the post office deliver that quickly or would it be more like a week? He wasn’t sure, he had never actually put something in the mail before. Looking at himself in the mirror he flicked some of his hair to the side, before starting to mess with it some more. Before too long he had his hair in an updo with just a few strands hanging down at the center of his forehead trying to curl a bit like they always did or used to when he wasn’t brushing it as often, washing it as often and not taking care of it like he was now. His intention was to pull it all up into the loose messy bun that he thought would look better if his hair was curled first. Liam was ready to start over to try and get it right, when a knock came to the front door.

“Leah your boyfriend is here!” Jeremy smiled at the man, not sure what to do now that he was allowed into the house and already shaking his hand.

“So… umm do you follow baseball by chance?” Jeremy asked nervously, it felt like his hands were sweating, his hands never sweated before. Were they sweating when he shook Mr. Summers’s hand?

“Football.”

The one word answer wasn’t a good start, it could be a bad start, but it was still an answer. Thoughts of Leah’s father not liking him plagued his mind, imagining being tossed out of the house like the dinosaur on the Flintstones opening went through his mind. “Yeah, my Dad likes the Raiders, though I don’t think they are doing well this year.”

“Pff they haven’t done anything since two thousand and two, no one likes the Raiders.” Chuck said shaking his head as he started to walk away. “You want a beer or anything?”

“Ahh, I can’t drink. Too young.” He had had a beer or two with his dad, but it was mostly taking a drink from his father's cup at a baseball game. He didn’t much care for it, but when his dad offered it felt like a bonding thing a father does with his son and here was Leah’s dad doing the same thing. That made him happy enough to smile, washing away a little of his unease, before the next thought came that he was being tested.

“Ahh, yeah that's right. Well I don’t have much more in the fridge except water and milk, but that is for Leah’s shakes. So guess I will get you a glass of water.”

It seemed that no sooner did the older man leave when Jeremy heard the sound that often announced his girlfriend’s approach. The clicking of her heels made him turn and smile seeing her in the cute dress, with her hair up like that and her necklace she could pass for a Sunday school teacher if it wasn’t for the white four inch heels she wore with hidden half inch platform in the front. “You look gorgeous.”

Liam looked to the floor, feeling a blush coming to his cheeks that felt ridiculous. He knew that he shouldn’t be reacting that way to a comment like that. “I do not, you were late and I was adjusting my hair and it looks a mess.”

Giving the pretty girl a smile showing his top teeth, Jeremy moved closer to her, taking her right hand into his left, his other hand resting on her shoulder before he kissed her forehead. “Gorgeous, beautiful, pretty, cute are all words I can always use to describe you, but even if you truly were disheveled or a mess I would wish to spend time with you. Because no matter how you dress to me you are always beautiful Leah. I see you for who you are.”

“You… you don’t.” His words were so kind and while they made him feel good, feel appreciated, Liam also knew them for a lie.

“I do.” Jeremy said gently, moving his hand from her shoulder to under her chin so she would look up at him, while moving her hand that he held up to his cheek.

“I’m… Jeremy I’m not a good person I have done things.” God why was this so hard, why did he even need to say anything, it didn’t matter if Jeremy knew about his past. He couldn’t even really tell him, he should just say thank you and then shut up.

“We all have done things we regret, if you are moving forward to try and do better, then I say you are already better. If you wont accept that I can see you for who you are, maybe you can accept I can see how beautiful you are and who you are becoming.”

“Ahem!” Jeremy jumped, letting go of Leah as he saw her dad back in the room holding a glass of water out for him.

“Umm thank you sir.”

“I'm going to my bedroom, make kissy faces or whatever, just try to keep it down.” Chuck said walking away shaking his head at the scene he had walked in on.

Both stood still till the bedroom door closed when Jeremy grinned at his date. “I think he likes me.” With the mood his brother had been in, it caused a small fit of giggles to come out of Liam’s mouth as he thought of the absurdity of the idea.

“Glass of water the international sign of approval?”

“No, we bonded over sports, it's a guy thing.” Liam raised an eyebrow, placing one hand on his hip as he cocked it to the side much like he had seen Miss Megan do countless times.

“Sports, a guy thing?”

“Hey now don’t be like that, we were talking about the Raiders. We can talk football if you want, though I know more about baseball.”

Liam crossed his arms over his chest. “You know I don’t know anything about sports.” Jeremy gave her a big smile, pulling her in for a hug, after putting the glass of water down.

“I do know that.” He said holding her tight. “We don’t need to have the same interests, though I would love to share mine with you sometime. Maybe take you to a game, even if you don’t like baseball, I bet the energy from the crowd will be contagious, kind of like your smile.” Pulling a little away Liam looked him in the eye.

“Where is this smooth talking coming from?”

“Have you ever had a conversation in your head? Something that will never happen? I do, and I have imagined sharing something I love with someone for a while.”

“Umm.” Liam smiled, he didn’t like sports except for an excuse to drink but going to a baseball game sounded like a good activity, a much better one that having two teen girls over and all of them painting each other's nails. “That sounds like fun, maybe for now we just watch a movie?”

“Sounds like a plan, do you know what we are going to watch?”

He had planned on putting on an action movie, claiming it was something Jeremy wanted to watch, but the girls last night thought it was so cute when he said an action movie so Jeremy will like it they decided to help. “Umm actually Candi told me your favorite movie was Catch me if you can, so I thought we could watch that together.”

Sitting down on the couch now Jeremy leaned closer kissing Leah gently on the lips, a few times, tasting her lips and inhaling her perfume. “I have been wanting to do that since I first saw you, but the idea you want to watch my favorite movie with me made it so I just had to do it. You are just amazing Leah and I think I know how I can start showing you just how much you mean to me.”

Liam couldn’t move, he didn’t even try to resist as Jeremy pulled his heeled feet up on to the couch, his mind reeling at what was about to happen. This sweet teen boy was still just like every other guy he knew, he was about to pull down his zipper. Fear gripped him in a way where he couldn’t say anything, thinking about the incident in the linen closet. He didn’t even register what Jeremy was doing, to afraid at what he was sure was about to happen. Jeremy for his part slid his girlfriend’s heels off as he put her feet into his lap and started to rub on them.

Jeremy loved seeing girls in such sexy shoes, and Leah was a girl that loved to wear them, but he also knew they weren’t comfortable. So he kneaded his thumbs across her foot, feeling the muscles and bones move releasing what felt like bubbles as he applied pressure.

“Oh… oh that is much better.” Liam slumped backwards on the couch, his head laying on the armrest as tension left his right foot. “Oh… you are not allowed to stop. Give me the remote so I can turn the movie on, but wow… you are not stopping.” All his fears vanished as his feet and legs started to feel more and more like jelly as Jeremy’s hands rubbed on them in a way that not only didn’t tickle, but felt amazing.

“You like to wear pretty shoes, I appreciate you in them, so I think this is a fair trade, don’t you?”

“Mmmm, yeah, I have to wear them… mmmm so you can always do this.” The opening credits started to play for the movie while Liam closed his eyes just trying to focus on the massage. It didn’t last all night or even through the movie, but when Jeremy was done he helped his girlfriend sit up straight before laying down on the couch himself, laying his head in her lap.

“I like this view.” He said, smiling up at Leah, looking into her eyes.

“Shh, no talking during movies.” Liam wished his face would stop blushing like some little school girl.

After the movie they stayed on the couch talking about different movies they liked, some that were so bad that they were still fun to watch. The conversation flowed easily, the entire time Jeremy wondering if he was supposed to kiss her, if they should stop kissing once they started till he had to go, what would happen if they were doing that when her dad came out and if she would want to even do that. While Liam felt worried about those same things, only in a different way than his date. By the time the clock struck ten no moves were made, and it was time for Jeremy to go.

Holding Leah’s hand as he moved to the door he pulled her close. “I enjoyed tonight.” A small smile came unbidden to Liam’s face. Jeremy was so full of compliments, the movie was fun, he had to admit he enjoy himself too, especially the foot massage part of the evening. “I did too.” Liam was able to get those words out before he was kissed, not like the light kisses when they first sat down on the couch, but he could feel the hunger, the need in Jeremy as his lips moved. Opening and closing slightly, his tongue lightly touching his lips before moving in side his mouth. His tongue twirling with his own, pressing against one another as he was pulled closer, tighter to him. “Mmmm” The sound escaped his lips as he felt a hand cup one of his ass cheeks amidst the deep kissing.

The act of passion caused his nipples to stiffen, much like they did when they kissed under the waterfall. His dick tried to do the same, but the limited space in the tuck kit mostly just made it feel uncomfortable as it hardened. Liam tried to pay it no mind, he was enjoying this just because it was kissing, it was normal. The rhythm of his breathing changed the more they kissed standing there at the front door, Liam continuing to tell himself he was only enjoying it this much because he had been starved for real attention, that and his body was only reacting this way because of the time with the dildo… it was all of that, it had nothing to do with actually wanting this. He didn’t want this, he had to do this, but when he felt something hard pressing into him from Jeremy’s pants the spell was broken and he pulled away, still breathing heavily. Having to face the fact he had turned the boy on and while he was **** to do a lot of things, no one had told him to make out with the boy or… let him get to second base. He had hardly noticed Jeremy cupping and rubbing his hand on his breast. Something he had, even though he shouldn’t, but it felt amazing in a way he knew again, that was something that shouldn’t be.

Even though she pulled back Jeremy leaned forward and stole one more quick kiss. “I will talk to you later.” Even with being appalled at himself, Liam couldn’t help but smile back when Jeremy looked at him with that goofy grin. Opening the door Jeremy stepped out before looking back, moving his hand to cover his mouth, having a hard time believing that actually happened to him. “Good night Leah.”

“Good night.” Liam said, closing the door, but as he was about to turn the lock it pushed open again, Jeremy’s face pressing in the open gap.

“When can I see you again?” Letting out a small giggle, Liam put his hand on the boy's face and pushed, not with much **** but it was enough for him to back up. “Who says I’m going to see you again?”

“I will call you tomorrow.” Jeremy said loudly as he stepped back from the door.

“Go home, your Mom will be mad if you stay out too late.” This time when Liam closed the door he quickly flipped the lock, before turning around pressing his back to it and letting out a long sigh.