Authors: G.A. Hauser

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Connor cringed but tried not to show it. “We quit the team. We were getting harassed pretty badly.”

“No.”

Biting his lip, Connor nodded. “We went to the cops and told them what we knew, but it looks like the school has successfully shut down the fact that the motive was Don’s sexuality.”

“So Donald was gay too.”

“I don’t know. He never admitted it, and he was engaged. I have no idea.”

“That’s fucked up, either way.”

“No shit.”

Professor Jacobs called the class to attention to begin her lecture. She gave Connor a look of deep sympathy.

Though Connor was appreciative, he was astounded how quickly and how far-spread news of he and Kyle’s preference had raced across a campus as large as UCLA.

Why is my sex life everyone’s business?

Kyle worried when he wasn’t with Connor. Would someone try to hurt him? Jump him? Beat him up?

No. No. NO.

Nothing will happen to my baby
.

As his fears began to make him ill, Kyle spotted Connor coming his way across campus to meet him. He exhaled in relief.

“Hey.” Kyle touched his arm, reassuring himself Connor was fine.

“We have something to do.”

“We do?” Kyle asked.

“Yes. Let’s go.”

Kyle hurried to keep up with Connor’s determined pace. He was about to ask where they were going, but shut up and let Connor show him what he was planning.

The moment the student activity center came into view, Kyle spotted a rally or protest. He was about to ask Connor if he knew about it, but judging by Connor’s expression, he didn’t.

The closer they drew to the action, the more Kyle could see. Rainbow banners, signs against gay bashing, and support diversity poster were everywhere.

“Wow.” Connor said, “I was considering consulting the LGBT center about approaching the
Daily Bruin
for an article about the attack. But it looks like this may be in response to it.”

“I hope so.” Kyle clasped Connor’s hand and walked to someone carrying a sign. “Hi. Is this protest in reaction to Donald Mulhouse’s killing?”

“Yes.” The young man noticed they were holding hands and looked relieved. “Do you want to join?”

“We do,” Connor said, “We were on the lacrosse team. We came out and were threatened.”

“You’re Connor and Kyle?”

Kyle choked in surprise as Connor’s eyes grew wide. “Holy shit. Please don’t tell me everyone knows about it.”

“Yeah, everyone here does.” He chuckled and reached out his hand. “I’m Alex Richfield. Nice to meet you guys.” Alex pointed behind him. “That’s my lover, Oliver Loveday.”

“How do you know what happened to us?” Connor asked.

Alex shrugged. “Word gets around. Oliver and I can’t do anything without the whole campus knowing either.”

“Is the director around?” Connor asked.

“She’s at that desk. Right there.”

“Thanks, Alex.”

“My pleasure. Hey, everyone’s here for you. You’re not alone.”

Kyle paused and gave Alex a warm smile. “Thank you.”

“My pleasure.”

Connor walked to the desk mumbling, “I can’t believe everyone knows we came out. Donald had one heck of a text network.”

“Ya tell one student, they text ten, they text ten more, you know how it goes.”

“No, I don’t. That’s why I don’t keep my phone on.” Connor stood in front of the table. “Are you the director?”

“Yes. What can I do for you?”

“I’m Connor—”

“Worthington? And Kyle Baker?” she asked excitedly.

Connor glanced at Kyle and sighed loudly. “Good Lord. We’re notorious.”

“Come here. Come with me.” She hopped to her feet and waved for Connor and Kyle to follow her.

They entered the student center behind her.

“I was just curious if you’d help us get an article into the
Daily Bruin
.” Connor kept up with her as she jogged down the hall.

“Yes! That’s exactly what we want from you two. The frickin’ media is hiding the fact this was a gay-motivated crime. We needed you guys to get the facts straight.”

“Son of a bitch.” Kyle shook his head.

The woman entered an office and looked up something in her rolodex. She held out her mobile phone and dialed. “Hey, this is Patty from over at the LGBT center. I have Kyle Baker and Connor Worthington with me.” She grinned at the men. “On our way!” She pocketed the phone and said, “Let’s go to Kerckhoff Hall. Brian, the editor, wants this story in the morning edition.”

“Cool.” Connor nodded.

Kyle said, “Are you sure, Connor? If you think everyone on campus knows us now…”

He asked Patty, “Okay if we don’t do a photo?”

“Up to you. Too bad though. You make a great couple.”

“I don’t think so, Connor.”

“Okay, babe,” Connor replied.

Chapter Seventeen

Connor sat on the floor, leaning against Kyle’s legs as Kyle relaxed on the sofa. Kyle combed his fingers through Connor’s hair, pulling it back into a ponytail and releasing it.

“So? What do you think, Dad?”

Arthur Worthington’s gaze was riveted to the evening news, a copy of the
Daily Bruin
was on his lap. “You did the right thing.”

“Wow. Am I hearing right?” Connor laughed.

“Look, Connor,” Arthur said, “I only want you to be honest with me and your mother. That’s all I ever wanted from you. Lying to me, your mother, yourself, your friends…”

“Dad,” Connor interrupted him. “My teammate died because someone thought he was gay. Give me a break.”

“I understand that. But I thought I raised my son to be tough and to stand up for what he believes in.”

“Did you?” Connor gasped comically.

Kyle nudged him with his knees to behave.

“Your father is right, dear,” Carole said. “We knew you were going to be gay from a young age. You used to play with my shoes and jewelry.”

“Mom!” Connor choked in embarrassment, hearing Kyle laugh.

Connor’s attention was brought back to the television broadcast.

“In an update to our story about the gay-motivated killing of a UCLA student, we just heard from our field reporter that the head coach of the lacrosse team, William Banks, has resigned. In a statement to the press, Coach Banks said he felt somehow responsible for the incident and wished he could have foreseen and prevented it. We’ll have more news coverage of this story on our eleven o’clock edition.”

“We figured he would,” Kyle said. “He was so upset.”

“Are you staying overnight, Connor?” Carole asked.

“We can, but we have to leave early in the morning. There’s a rally and a tribute to Donald on campus.” Connor laid his head back on Kyle’s lap and closed his eyes. “You realize we’ll be sleeping together, right?”

When no one answered, Connor peeked at his father. He wasn’t scowling, just watching the news. “Hello?”

“Yes, dear.”

Connor leaned backwards to see Kyle. Kyle winked.

Stretching behind him, Connor grabbed Kyle and coaxed him close so he could whisper to him. “She has no idea her future son-in-law is going to be fucking me raw in an hour.”

“Shh!” Kyle stifled his hilarity and glanced at Connor’s parents in paranoia.

“Grr…bodycheck me, midfieldman.”

“You’re incorrigible.”

“Can’t wait. Let’s go now.” Connor got to his feet, drawing his parents’ attention. “Yawn.” He raised his arms over his head in a parody of being tired. “Bedtime.”

“It’s six thirty,” Arthur said.

“Want me to be honest?” Connor said like a dare.

“Oh, God.” Kyle moaned.

“Not if it’s going to be rude,” his mother replied.

“Then I’ll spare you.” Connor waved to them and maneuvered Kyle to the hallway by nudging his bottom.

“Goodnight, Mr. and Mrs. Worthington,” Kyle said as he was escorted away.

“Goodnight, Kyle,” was echoed back.

“That was embarrassing.” Kyle climbed the staircase to Connor’s bedroom.

“Hey, they said I’m to be myself and not hide. So? They have to get used to this if we’re going to stay over on the weekends.”

“True.”

Connor closed and locked the door, stripping off his clothes. “Be rough with me.”

“How rough?” Kyle whipped off his shirt.

Naked, Connor sauntered closer to Kyle. He draped his arm around Kyle’s neck and pushed their cocks together. “Very.”

“That sounds like an intentional foul.” Kyle held him close.

“Not really. You’re just going to score.”

“Oh! Baby!” Kyle picked him up and spun him in the air.

Connor laughed, holding tight to Kyle. They leapt onto the bed with a bounce and Kyle began licking and chewing on Connor’s neck, working his way down.

“That lacrosse team brought us together,” Connor said as chills raced over his skin.

“It did.”

“I don’t feel like an outsider in the world any longer.”

“Excellent.”

Connor inhaled sharply as Kyle gnawed on his nipple. “I feel whole.”

In reply Kyle moaned, teasing Connor’s hard nipple between his teeth.

“Yes.” Connor shivered. “I like it when you play hard.”

“You’re driving me crazy!” Kyle sat up and took a good look at Connor’s naked body.

Spreading his legs and raising his arms over his head, Connor whimpered, “Take me.”

“Agh! Connor!” Kyle grabbed his own dick as if to stop it from coming.

Connor held his knees and opened his body up to Kyle, inviting him in.

“Fuck. Fuck.” Kyle closed his eyes and ejaculated across Connor’s thighs.

“Wow.” Connor was impressed he got Kyle so hot.

A split second later, Kyle dove between Connor’s legs and devoured Connor’s balls, sucking and lapping at them. Connor jerked at the suddenness, then closed his eyes to savor it. As Kyle wet his hole and chewed on his inner thighs, Connor knew he’d found heaven.

“That’s it, my lover.”

“Rough.” Kyle pushed Connor’s legs against him, forcing Connor to expose more of his ass.

“Yeah. I love it.”

“You got it.” Kyle grabbed Connor’s dick and jerked it.

As Connor was attended in several ways, he knew this type of love making was necessary. It was what he craved, and he was thrilled to find a lover who shared his passion. “Necessary roughness.” He smiled.

“Did you say something?” Kyle panted between wet, tickling licks.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Connor clenched his jaw and came.

The End

About the Author

Award-winning author G. A. Hauser was born in Fair Lawn, New Jersey, USA, and attended university in New York City. She moved to Seattle, Washington where she worked as a patrol officer with the Seattle Polic Department. In early 2000 G.A. moved to Hertfordshire, England, where she began her writing in earnest and published her first book,
In the Shadow of Alexander
. Now a full-time writer in Ohio, G.A. has written dozens of novels, including several bestsellers of gay fiction. For more information on other books by G.A., visit the author at her official website at:
www.authorgahauser.com
.

G.A. has won awards from All Romance eBooks for Best Novel 2007,
Secrets and Misdemeanors
, Best Author 2007. Best Novel 2008,
Mile High
, and Best Author 2008.

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