Geography Club by Brent Hartinger

Geography Club by Brent Hartinger

Author:Brent Hartinger [Hartinger, Brent]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Later that night, I stood by the stinky picnic gazebo staring up at the stars. The rain had finally stopped, and everything was now bright and clean and clear. The stars looked like they actually had little pointy things on them.

“Hey,” a voice said.

I turned. It was Kevin. I’d IMed him thirty minutes earlier and told him that I’d really needed to see him, and to meet me here. Then I’d changed out of my wet clothes and come to wait for him.

“Hey,” I said.

“Sup?” His voice was soft and measured, like a surgeon talking to an anxious family in a hospital waiting room. He

could tell something was wrong.

I opened my mouth and told him everything that had happened earlier that evening. I may have taken a breath, but I’m not sure.

When I finally stopped talking, Kevin hesitated a second longer, making sure I was finished. Then he said, “Man, that really sucks. Trish sounds like a real bitch.”

“No,” I said. “She just wanted what everyone wants. I just didn’t want it with her.” For some reason, I couldn’t look at Kevin when I said this. Good thing there were the stars.

“Still,” Kevin said. “She didn’t have to say those things. She didn’t have to say you were gay. It was like she was

tryin’ to scare you into doin’ her.”

I glanced at Kevin, but he was looking down at his shoes. “You must’ve turned a lot of girls down,” I said.

He hunched his shoulders. “Not as many as I should’ve.”

I wasn’t jealous at the thought of Kevin having sex with girls. I figured it had to be about as exciting as my experience with Trish.

“Russel?” Kevin said. I wasn’t looking at him now, but I could tell he wasn’t looking at his shoes anymore, or the

stars either. He was looking right at me. I thought, Why is there never a good fog when you need one?

“I should go!” I said. “I just really needed a friend to listen. Thanks for listening!”

Kevin didn’t say anything. He just stood there, a stone guardian watching me as I started my march away.

I’d only made it a couple of feet when I realized that I’d just said yet another lie in a whole evening of lies. If I’d really needed a “friend,” I would have IMed Min. But it had been Kevin I’d wanted to see, and not to tell him what

had happened with Trish.

I turned to face him, to tell him I was tired not just of lies, but of loneliness. Meeting the other members of the

Geography Club, being open with them, had been important, but it had only been the preparation before the start of

my journey. I’d learned about the places I wanted to go, I’d talked about them with my friends, but I hadn’t actually set foot outside my door. The terrain of my own heart, the landscape of love, was still entirely unexplored. But people are right when they say the hardest step of every journey is the first, and I was scared.


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