'Pray' For This Dude

Chapter 5

Ray-

"Sure," I said as he closed the door with Craig waiting patiently on the other side. "So, what's going on dad?" I asked, hoping he wouldn't give me any s**t. "You and Craig are friends? Like really good friends?" He asked nervously, fidgeting with his fingers.

"Yeah, we're, you know close," I said smirking. "Oh okay, just be careful around him, don't bend over or anything in front of him." He slowly laughed.

"Okay?" Does he have a problem with me hanging with someone who's gay? Just wait until I'm ready to come out and I would love to bend as far as I can in front of Cj. Be the best time of my life. I also hope my dad sees it, I'd love to see the look in his eye when he finds out God made me gay. My dad went back into the kitchen and I opened the door and smiled. "Hey Cj," he blushed a bit. "Hey, Ray."

"Come on in." I open the door just enough for him to squeeze his tight ass through. I closed the door, grabbing his ass and he giggled. I made sure my dad was nowhere to spot us. "My rooms upstairs." He nodded and grabbed the wooden rail, marching up. I followed after him, looking all around my house, imagining places I would like to f**k him.

On the marble counter, on that soft chair, in my dad's room. My dad has an excellent bed and it would be a 'f**k you' to him. I'm getting excited just thinking about it. "Here we are." I opened my door, he stepped in and examined the place. He went over to my bed and laid down on it. He sure knows how to make himself comfortable. I crawled on the bed and straddled him. "We need to finish what I've started, you don't know how sexually frustrated I've been all day."

He bit his lip and I began to gyrate on him. He tilted his head, and I unzipped his pants pulling his erected d**k out. It lied perfectly on his stomach. That beautiful twitching meat.

Sliding my body down, I firmly grabbed his throbbing member in my hand. Licking around in his balls and jerking it at the same time. His hands trailed to my head, running his hands through my long wavy hair. I curled my lips around his tip and he guided my head down and around.

"Just give it to me already!" He groaned. "Mmm whatever you want baby." I leaned down and pecked his lips. I undid the rest of his pants button and grabbed the top of his pants and pulled them down to his feet.

"You sure you want it, babe?" I teased. "I want it, f**k me hard!" I smiled as I undid my belt; zipper and buttons.

"Ray, son." We heard footstep and admittedly panicked. Cj pulled his pants up, shoving his junk back into it. I fixed my pants fast trying to calm my member down. I grabbed an old board game from the ground placing it on my bed, setting it up as fast as I could. The door nob turned and my dad quickly jumped into my room. f*****g c**k block. He had a spatula in his hand and he looked at Craig then me.

"GO TO JAIL!" I yelled. "Aw man," Cj Complained.

"Ray...?" He asked confused. "Yeah, dad?"

"I heard noises...lik-"

"Oh, Craig and I were just playing monopoly and he keeps getting sent to jail haha, you probably just heard his frustrated groans." My heart pounded in my stomach. I have never been a good liar, he's going to figure everything out and I'll be banned from seeing Cj.

"Uh huh, well it's a school night and Ray hasn't done any homework, and I'm sure you haven't even started your homework brother Crippen."

"What are you trying to say?" He asked, throwing some sass my dad's way. "I finished my homework a long time ago, I could even help Ray on his. I'm sure we're studying the same sections." I nodded my head agreeing with him. I'm not going to let my dad make Cj feel stupid.

"I'm sure you could help Ray, but your grades don't reflect good enough to tutor my all A's boy."

"How do you know what my grades are?"

"Oh, I know so much about you Craig. I would say to be yourself and don't change for anyone, but for the sake of God people around here just don't accept people like you." That hurt. I really felt the hatred in my dad's voice. I honestly don't know how much Craig can take before he breaks. I wouldn't be able to handle such words.

He lifted his head up to look at me. I know he wants me to come out now- but I'm too scared, I'm not ready to be disowned or face the homophobic world. I broke my eye contact with Cj and looked down. He sighed in disappointment and responded to my dad. "Sorry, I'm not what you approve of, but I'm me, so I suggest you stop judging who I am because the close people around you could also be the same as me. Be careful where you spew your hate!"

"Craig!" I yelled. He can't give out little hints like that! His anger softens and he pushed past the Rev. "Ray what does he mean?" I looked at him coldly and rolled my eyes. "I don't know, dad." I watched as Cj ran over to his house. After a few moments, the front door of his house slammed shut. I looked out the window and saw a very aggravated Mr. Craig storming over to our house. His heavy fist banged on our door. The Rev had already left my room and stepped out on the patios mat greeting him. I listened to their conversation through my window.

"Well brother Craig Senior, I see you're back from your trip."

"Do you have a problem with my son pastor?"

"Oh what? Oh no big brother Crippen, I was giving him heavenly advice." My dad said nervously. Mr. Craig was a big muscular dude and could totally do some damage.

"I suggest you stop with that heavenly advice, my son sexuality isn't doing any wrong with your son, if they want to be friends let them!"

"Oh of course, but he might be a bad influence on my son, Jr's grades are -"

"His grades are none of your business! I don't even know how you've gotten ahold of them, but it's probably very illegal. And maybe if you got to know Cj before judging him on what gender he likes, you'll see that he's a completely normal guy and was the same kid he was before he came out!" And with that Mr. Craig stormed away with the Rev standing there speechless. I'm surprised he didn't hit him. I would have hit him.

But I'm glad Cj has someone to have his back since I can't at the moment. I hope this altercation doesn't affect our relationship. I'll go check on him tomorrow to see how he's doing and to see if he's upset with me.