Levi had suggested we
celebrate after exams were over and he, Philip and I had agreed to meet at
the student center Thursday to plan it. I would finish the Intro exam and
walk over. Levi had finished his last exam Wednesday afternoon. Philip still
had his French exam at 2:00, but was ready for it. We’d have a leisurely
lunch and plan the celebration before he had to leave. I got a coke and
found an empty table and sat down. Levi joined me a few minutes later and
asked how I thought I had done on the Intro exam. "l can always be fooled,
but I think I did well. Your tips and warnings paid off for me. I am sure I
earned at least hundred twenty out of one fifty possible points on the
written exam. I have no idea how the practical part is scored."
"It's almost pass or fail.
Did you have one or two problems?"
"My task was to
demonstrate that materials contract when cooled and that this is not true at
all temperatures for pure water.”
"And your response'?"
"For the first, a ball and
ring where at room temperature where the ball is just barely too large to go
through the ring. Immerse the ball in a salt and ice bath for twenty minutes
and it passes through the ring. For the second I remembered our water pipes
freezing and used a soda bottle completely filled with water, capped and
placed in a freezer overnight and the water will expand and break the
bottle, not contract, as it freezes.”
"You should get full
credit for that. I'd place money on a B or better. All exam grades have to
be posted within twenty-four hours of the exam and semester grades are
posted by student number in the registrar’s office within thirty-six. We’ll
all have our grades before we leave for the holidays. You are leaving,
"I’m not sure. Auntie says
she can be by herself, but her daughter says she cannot. So far, it’s all up
in the air. How about you?”
Levi looked down and I
noticed a tear in the corner of his eye. "Derek, it’s not for broadcast, but
I’ll be right here. I told you my parents were in Europe Thanksgiving. I
guess technically that was true as my father and stepmother were in Europe,
but it wouldn’t have made any difference had they been at the house. I am
not welcome at what is technically my home.
died of cancer the year I was a senior in high school. She had been very ill
for a couple of years and during that time we had become very close.
best friend from the time we were in middle school came out to me the middle
of my junior year. I had been in love with him from the time I admitted to
myself I was gay. Turned out the feeling was mutual. We were together as
much as possible. Mom loved him as much as she did me and he her. We spent
hours with her.
"The spring of our senior
year, she seemed to be getting much better and wanted to go on a picnic,
which we did. We had eaten and were all three lying on a blanket watching
the clouds when I thought she was asleep and leaned over and kissed Andrew.
As we broke the kiss, I saw Mom smile. ’I hope you two haven’t thought you
had hidden your love from me. I’m happy for you.’
month later she was rushed to the hospital, but died on the way. She had
been dead less than three months when my father married his secretary. I had
suspected they had been having an affair for well over a year and learned I
was correct. She hated me because I knew she was nothing more than a gold
digger. Six months after Mom died, she saw me kiss Andrew, she demanded my
father ‘get that god damn faggot out of the house.’ What she didn’t know was
that my father’s supposed wealth was actually Mom’s. Her will left him an
allowance, a very substantial one, for ten years. What he hadn’t noticed was
that if he remarried, it was cut in half. The rest of Mom’s estate is held
in trust for me. I get a monthly allowance, my education is paid for and
when I reach twenty-five, the trust becomes mine. My father and his slut
were given full possession of Loch Katrine, the estate in New York State
until his death. But, because of my stepmother’s attitude, I can’t go home
"Mom’s death hit me hard.
I told a tale about why I am older, but the truth is, I was skating on very
thin ice the year after Mom died. Nothing illegal, but I was so full of
pills I was practically a zombie, then Andrew was killed in a plane crash. I
crashed as well. I spent a year in a psychiatric hospital in Zurich. The
care was excellent and I gradually came to realize I was not being punished
because I was gay—my father’s slut’s diagnosis—and I must be a pretty decent
guy because my mom had loved me and Andrew had loved me. I was afraid
finding my ex-roommate Edward was a slut would trip me up, but it didn’t.
Again, not for broadcast, Derek, but that’s my sordid life.
guess, when you get right down to it, life is sometimes a bitch."
"And sometimes glorious.
Ah, here comes Philip."
not going to believe this, but the TA collecting the Intro exams offered to
make sure I got an A if I’d suck him off."
did you do? What could you do?" Levi asked.
he’s not the top-of-the-line model of TAs, and needless to say, I wasn’t
interested. I guess he didn’t see Janette standing behind him, nor did I
point it out. l just told him he’d have to suck himself and he said, ‘See
you in Intro to Science next semester,’ and laughed. Janette went with me to
the dean’s office. That’s why I’m late. Let’s grab a sandwich since I’m late
and have my French exam at 2:00."
We debated having the
party here and there and finally Levi said, "Who are we fooling? We know we
want to have it at Derek’s place. The question is what do we want to have
and what will Auntie allow."
"I can answer that. She’ll
allow just about anything, but says if the party gets too wild, she’ll have
to join in. How about pizza and beer downstairs and music, dancing and a
movie or two upstairs? I mean we’re not inviting the whole university. How
many will there be?" We made a list from the study groups and dive team.
There were nine from the study groups and six from the dive team.
fifteen people, all of whom might bring dates and plus the three of us and,
I suppose, Peter.”
suppose about it,” Philip laughed. “So that’s a possible thirty-four people,
entirely too many.”
about we invite the nine from the study groups, find out how many will be
bringing dates and if there’s less than twenty, invite some of the dive
team,” I asked.
on. Maybe that is not a good idea. We invite some and others will be hurt.
How about we just invite all the study group's
were only three not on our list. That would be twelve plus the four of us
and any dates.”
like a plan,” Philip said. I nodded.
question. What are we going to do about drinking? I guess Levi is the only
one of us who can legally drink," Philip said.
"Well, we know Auntie is
okay with a reasonable amount. We do need to make sure anyone driving is
sober before they leave. I’m sure we can use the guest room. It has a queen
size bed. The living room sofa actually converts into a comfortable
bed . . . "
"It does? I always just
slept on it as is," Philip said.
I laughed. “I just
discovered it myself last week. The recliners also lay out flat."
the girls have dates, they can pay for a taxi back to campus for them,” Levi
"Louis owes me big time,”
Philip said. "He can run a taxi service back to campus. He’s over twenty-one
so he can rent a van and take everyone going at once. We'll just add the
cost to the cost for the party."
"We’re charging'?" I
"Hey, you’re providing the
space and have provided space for the study group. Why should you or Levi or
I foot the bill for the party?"
“I agree," Levi said. "I
will pay for the beer and that way limit it because, frankly, I don’t want
to have to deal with a bunch of puking drunks, so twenty bucks apiece will
provide pizza, soft drinks, some snacking stuff and pay for the van, which
by the way, we'll have for the day. They rent by the day, not the number of
trips. We should require everyone from the campus ride in the van both ways.
Otherwise, we'll have cars parked all over the place the next morning. No
parking problems before or drunk drivers afterward”
A few minutes later Philip
said, "Man, party planning without women is the only way to go. If we had
two women here, we’d still be deciding on the color of the paper plates.
Guys, I’ve got to rush."
After Philip left, Levi
and I talked more about sleeping arrangements. We planned on about twenty to
twenty-four people at the party. We had talked about people staying over,
but since there would be a van, I saw no reason for that. “Levi, I really
want the people on the list and their dates if any to come and enjoy the
party, but sleeping over is another question. Since we are now talking about
renting a van, I say let’s not make sleeping over an option. Janette asked
if there was any possibility her boyfriend could spend the night at my place
since he’s from out of town. I told her he could have the living room sofa.
I told Philip he and Peter could have the guest room.”
Levi laughed. “I hope they
are not shouters when they make love. The guest room is on the front of the
house and Auntie’s bedroom is at the back, so loud moaning, groaning and
dirty sex talk is okay, but Philip yelling ‘Fuck me, Peter,’ at the top of
his lungs might be a bit much.”
"On the other hand, Levi,
Auntie might yell back, ‘Yeah, plow that ass, Peter.’” We both cracked up at
the image that conjured up.
I remembered something
else and said, “You mentioned your roommate said he had a girl spending a
couple nights with him after exams before he went home. If you want to sleep
over and don’t mind, I’ll share my bed. That, by the way, means just that,
I’ll share my bed.”
"Well, I can hope," Levi
winked at me and then laughed. “Thanks.”
"Why are we sitting here
when we could be at my place?" I asked. "We need to get things moving and
it’s a lot nicer there than here.”
The party got planned.
People were contacted and excited about a party. Louis reserved a van. Levi
bought the beer. The pizza order was placed. Auntie okayed everything. All
was set for Friday night before people left Saturday or Sunday.
Semester grades were
posted late Friday and we all did well. The three of us who
were becoming fast
friends-—Levi, Philip and I—had all Bs or better. Levi and Philip
made sure everyone knew the
‘or better’ was mainly mine. I did, in fact have As in everything
except Intro to Science
where I had a B plus.
mid-afternoon and he and Philip went down to talk to Auntie and ask
about using her guest room.
She had already told me it was okay and, in fact, she was kinda
delighted that they wanted
to. Nonetheless, she was impressed by their wanting to talk with her about
After I told Levi he could
share my bed, but had made it very plain there'd be no hanky-panky, I
couldn't help thinking about it. I didn’t expect anything to happen with
Levi and really wondered if I wanted it to, but I'll admit, I was kind of
excited with the thought of having him share my bed. The more I thought
about it, I wondered if, maybe, I had been so direct about no hanky-panky
because I was frightened of the idea, but really was pretty interested in
the possibility. Okay, so the thought of making out, at least, with Levi was
exciting. I mean, he was one damn hot diver—man.
The party was a lot of
fun. Everyone got a pretty good buzz on, but no one got really drunk. We ate
mounds of pizza and drank beer or soft drinks, played music for awhile
before Peter and Philip got up and started dancing to a slow, romantic tune.
Tad, Janette’s boyfriend--a handsome football type--got her on the floor and
soon most everyone was dancing. Most the music was what you would expect and
who was dancing with whom would be hard to determine and didn’t matter
anyway. When the next slow tune started, Levi asked me to dance and soon was
holding me close and I rested my head on his shoulder. Eighteen-year-old and
twenty-one-year-old hormones kicked into action and I felt his hard cock
pressing against mine. ‘Well,’ I thought, ‘so what?‘
We had agreed to have a
definite time for the party to end so Louis would know when to pick up the
partygoers. The general consensus had been 2:00. Peter and Philip had
slipped downstairs just after 1:30 and Louis arrived promptly at 2:00 and
announced, "Kiddies, time for a magic carpet ride, you, who are now second
semester freshmen." Tad and Janette had gone into the library to say
goodnight and when she left, I gave him sheets, a blanket and pillow and
showed him how the sofa operated and left him to his own devices. Then, I
grabbed Levi and we headed for the bedroom. We would clean up in the
As soon as the bedroom
door was closed, Levi pulled me to himself and gave me really hot kiss. "I
wanted to do that all night, Derek. Now I’ll behave myself."
"Levi, I'm not sure about
anything right now. I know I enjoyed the kiss, but beyond that?"
"Don’t worry, Derek, I
meant it. I’ll behave because I’m not sure either.”
We undressed and slid into
bed and as we did, I said, "Levi, I wouldn’t mind a
goodnight kiss and I do like
to be held."
He kissed me again, a
really hot kiss and when the tip of his tongue traced my lips, I opened my
mouth and let it inside. I then returned it as best I could, but it’s hard
to become a good kisser without practice. When we broke the kiss, Levi
wrapped his arms around me and held me close and said, "Goodnight, Derek."
We slept until 10:00 when
Philip came upstairs to announce breakfast was ready.
Auntie had gone all out
and placed a large bowl of grits, a basket of hot biscuits and platters of
bacon, sausage patties and eggs on the table. Peter filled glasses with
orange juice and Philip filled cups with coffee.
"I’m surprised you are
awake, Auntie," Levi said. "I’m sure the party kept you awake until all
your parties are all like that, you can have one every week. I heard nothing
after I went to my bedroom. The house is still in one piece and it won’t
take more than an hour to clean up everything. I think that everyone who
came, came by to speak to me and if there are hangovers, they are not here.
A great bunch of people and I am delighted they enjoyed being here."
"Thanks, Auntie, we
appreciate that," Levi said.
the way, Levi, I don’t see you and Derek glowing this morning like Philip
Without thinking I blurted
out, “Well, we didn’t fuck like . . . " before I caught myself. The only
reason Peter and Philip were redder than I was, was because my dark skin hid
some of my blush.
Levi and Tad almost fell
in the floor laughing. When Levi caught his breath he said, "Wasn’t my
fault, Auntie," and I turned even redder.
Janette came back to help
clean up and in less than an hour, the job was done. Philip was spending the
holidays except Christmas Day with Peter, so they left as soon as we
finished as did Janette and Tad, leaving Levi and me alone. We had headed
upstairs when the phone rang. I waited in case it was for me--it usually
was. Auntie answered it and motioned for me to come back and sit down.
I couldn't hear what
Auntie was saying until she raised her voice.
you know how I feel about that situation and I'll not pretend it didn’t
happen or that you are not responsible for it. Now if you can get that
through that thick James Street Baptist Church head of yours, I'd appreciate
it. . .
. I’m sure Eloise would like
to get away from Lynchburg for awhile, like forever, but I guess she’s stuck
there. She can come here for the holidays provided she can control that
brat, but I will not tolerate the kind of whiny, bratty behavior I saw the
last time she was here. You need to make that very, very clear to the kid
and Eloise. One example of that and they’ll be on a bus to Lynchburg. . . .
No, they cannot use the upstairs. None of you will set foot up there. That
is my grandson’s and you know that since I sent all of you a letter and
pictures. . . . Hell, no, he is not black. He’s a beautiful dark milk
chocolate. In fact, he looks as if he was carved out of dark milk chocolate
by a master sculptor. . . . Well, he does look good enough to eat if you
want to put it that way. . . . I don’t know why it is any of your business
or why that jerk of a son of yours suggested he was gay, but that’s not for
me to answer. . . . Hell, woman, you are asking me to take care of your
daughter and granddaughter. You are asking me for a favor, not doing me one.
I’m hanging up now, but you better make damn sure the brat and her mother
understand the conditions under which they can be here.” Auntie slammed down
that was Geneva, Hank’s mother. Levi, Derek can tell you the whole story of
Hank, but he hanged himself when that bitch put him in a ‘gay to straight’
hellhole. She destroyed his life with the help of her two sons--who are
James Street Baptist Church bigots--you know James Street Baptist? Pat
"I’m gay, Auntie, so of
course I do. Those assholes helped make my life miserable."
"Understand. Anyway, she
has a daughter, Eloise, who got pregnant a couple years after she married.
Something went wrong with the pregnancy and she was advised to have an
abortion, but her husband wouldn’t hear of it. Prayer would heal her. It
didn’t. The baby was fine, but she was left crippled and emotionally
fragile. After a year, her health and caring for a baby was more than her
husband bargained for so he left. She lives with that harpy of a mother and
a whiny, bratty kid who is now ten or eleven. She reaches the point where
she can’t stand her mother and Lynchburg any longer and wants and needs to
came two years ago and planned on staying six months, but four weeks was all
I could take of the brat. I felt sorry for her and could strangle her
husband and mother. If the brat were under control, I wouldn't mind having
her here. She’ll arrive tomorrow with the kid. I’ll see how things go. Think
you could come back on short notice if I have to send her packing?"
I laughed and said, "I
think maybe thirty or forty-five seconds to get downstairs. Is that quick
" Derek, I got ahead of
myself. This is an opportunity for you to go home. To spend Christmas with
"Auntie, it doesn’t sound
like this will be a pleasant Christmas for you. I can go home
for just a day or two.”
is not bad or any trouble. I’ve handled brats before and if this one gets
out of hand, I’ll have Geneva haul her lazy ass down here and get her.
Eloise can stay on. Go on. You’re only a few hours away. Take Levi with you.
Maybe you two can figure out if you fit together or not."
Auntie nodded. "Geneva
will drive them down. It’s almost noon now. They will arrive
about five. You two can
leave anytime . . . "
a step until someone is here," I said.
you could leave by six and be home by nine."
"We’ll leave in the
morning, period, if we leave."
the morning then. Now run along and get whatever Levi needs." It was clear
Auntie was working hard to get me home for the holidays and as a matchmaker.
We drove to Levi’s dorm
and went up to his room. When he opened the door, it looked like a before
and after of the cleanup of a pigsty. "Sorry about the mess and stench,
Derek,” Levi said, going to the ‘after’ side of the room. "My roommate is, a
"Levi, this is beyond the
work of a slob. A filthy pig lives here. How did any woman stand spending
the night here? How do you stand living in this pigsty?"
"Derek, I have no choice.
I can’t get a refund and if I did, there are no available rooms. I complain,
and it does no good."
get your things together for the holiday. I’ll be back."
I drove back to the house
and found Auntie in her sitting room. "Auntie, I think you
need to cash in some of the
IOUs you hold against OCU. I want you to see something.”
Twenty minutes later we
were in the elevator headed for Levi’s room. I knocked and when Levi opened
the door, I said, "Auntie, this is what Levi lives in and complaints
accomplish nothing. He’s told he cannot have a refund and besides there are
no other rooms available.”
Auntie whipped her cell
phone out of her purse, opened a little address book and dialed a number.
"Susan, Amelia Kingston. Scotty around? . . . I need to talk to him. . . .
Yeah have him call me back. He has my number.” She closed her phone and
said, “Levi, what’s the name of this dorm and room number?”
When her phone rang she
answered, then said, "Yes, happy holidays to you too, Scotty. Scotty, pry
yourself away from what you are doing and meet me in Howard 608. Of course
it’s important, Scotty. Have I ever called you when it wasn’t important? . .
. I’ll expect you in fifteen minutes." She closed her phone again and said,
"I hope I can last fifteen minutes in this atmosphere. Have any idea where
the slob is?"
"He’s either at the
student center or hanging out with some of his buddies, probably half drunk
by now since it’s after noon."
"He have a cell phone?”
"Give him a call and tell
him someone's here who needs to see him here in fifteen minutes. Make sure
he understands it is pretty important he be here." Auntie then sat down on
When Levi finished the
call, Auntie asked, "Finished packing?" Levi nodded. Auntie got a very
thoughtful look on her face. She looked like she was arguing with herself a
few minutes and then shook her head and said, "Derek, Levi, I need to
apologize to you two. I’ve been an old meddling woman. I mean well, but . .
. well . . . you two look good together, you seem happy when you are
together and I love both of you and want you to be happy. I know you’ll
either fall in love or not and there’s not a whole lot you, I, or anyone can
do about that. So forgive my meddling and let nature take its course.
Frankly, that may mean you are fuck buddies until the right guy comes along,
but I do know there is a right guy for two men as good a you. I’ve had my
say and that’s it."
"Thanks, Auntie," we both
"Shithead, what’s so
motherfucking important you had me race over here and what's a nigg . . . motherfucking
black dude doing in my room?"
A whack sounded as Auntie
cracked the slob on the shoulder with her cane. "Sit down," she ordered as
the Dean of Student Life walked into the room.
"Amelia, what are you
doing in this pigsty?"
the right question, Dean,' I thought.