My eyes widened and I swear everyone froze and slowly turned to face Trace, Zeke, Sammy, Mikey, and some other guy I didn’t know as they stormed over.

                Trace glared at them all. “What?” Davey whispered.

                “You heard me. Get. Off. My. Boyfriend,” Trace hissed.

                Davey pointed at me weakly. “This kid is your…but he’s your…Trace! What the hell?” he cried, looking utterly confused.

                “Kory is my boyfriend. And if you don’t get off him, I’ll kill all of you,” he snarled.

                All of them immediately got off of me. Trace came over and pulled me to my feet. “Are you okay?” he asked and I nodded.

                He glared at all of them before kissing me. They all stared in absolute confusion. Trace turned to them, wrapping an arm around my waist.

                “I’m dating Kory. Anyone have a problem with that? Anyone want to say something? Call me a faggot? Beat me up?” he demanded. “Go ahead. Say something.”

                “Hey come on guys; can’t we just all accept this?” the guy I didn’t know asked nervously.

                “No, we can’t Tommy. Because they’re all homophobic pricks,” Zeke growled.

                The guy, Tommy, sighed and shook his head. “This team is shit. But as long as we’re all coming out…Ayo, my name’s Tommy, I’m gay, and Zeke, you’re sexy as fuck,” he said with a shrug.

                “This is…I…I’m going home! I’m switching schools! This is so disturbing!” Davey cried. “That fag’s dating his own stepbrother! What the hell?” He shook his head in disgust and turned, walking away from the soccer field.

                “Go with him. All of you. Leave us alone,” Trace snapped. The other boys in the crowd grumbled out things as they gathered their stuff and followed Davey away from the field.

                Trace turned to me and hugged me tightly, kissing me deeply. “Now that that’s out, we just have to tell our parents,” he said with a sigh.

                “My mom knows. She has this creepy ability to read my mind. I just really hope she doesn’t know about…well, you know.” I blushed. “You stick your anaconda in my snake hole. Taking the good old V-card. Sucking and sticking.” I stopped and blushed more.

                Trace glanced over at Zeke, who was blushing lightly as he talked to Tommy. Trace winked at me before creeping up behind Zeke. He shoved Zeke and Tommy caught him.

                “Now be happy with a boyfriend you dumbass,” Trace grumbled before coming back over to me.

                Zeke glanced at me and I smiled and nodded at him. He blushed more before taking Tommy’s hand and waving to us, walking off together.

                “Let’s go tell our parents. Sammy, Mikey, see you guys later,” Trace said and gave them a small wave before taking my hand and leading me away.

                “This has been such a weird day. And that’s coming from me,” I said, shaking my head.

                I pulled my hand away from Trace’s and hopped on his back. I kissed his cheek and rested my chin on his shoulder.

                “What do you think your dad is going to say?” I asked. Trace shrugged. “Who knows,” he mumbled.

                “What did you have to talk to him about today? You said you had to ask him something.”

                Trace shrugged again. “I needed him to take me to pick up my new goalie gloves,” he said simply as he began to walk down the evil hill.

                “Trace, get me into shape so I can run up this stupid hill without running out of breath!” I whined. Trace rolled his eyes. “Yea, yea, yea,” he said and turned to kiss me.

                We went into the house and Trace dropped me off of his back. We went into the living room where our parents were cuddled together on the couch. They glanced at us and mom gave us a knowing look.

                “We need to talk to you guys,” Trace said flatly.

                “About what?” Brandon asked curiously, sitting up and placing his arm around my mom’s shoulders.

                Brandon glanced at my neck and raised an eyebrow at me. “I thought you and Zeke broke up Kory?” he asked.

                I nodded. “We did,” I said. I didn’t make any move to pull my shirt up to cover the hickey. They would know in a minute.

                “I gave him that,” Trace said with a shrug. “That’s what we needed to talk to you about. Kory and I are dating. I love him. Kick us out if you want.”

                Brandon’s face paled a little. He stared between us, waiting for one of us to scream out “Just kidding!”

                “Finally. You guys are so obvious,” mom said, rolling her eyes.

                “You knew?!” Brandon cried.

                “Duh I knew. I can read my son like a book. Kory’s too obvious. I was just waiting for Trace to tell you on his own,” mom said with a shrug.

                                                                                ***Trace’s POV***

                “Get out of my head!” Kory whined. His mom stuck her tongue out at him and he pouted. I took his hand in mine, my eyes locked on my dad. He seemed unable to comprehend this.

                He stood up and motioned me over. I glared at him and kissed Kory roughly on the lips before releasing his hand and following my even paler father.

                He led me up to his bedroom and I took a seat on his bed. He paced back and forth silently for a minute before turning to me and sighing.

                “I’m not angry. I’m not kicking anyone out Trace. I’m just shocked. You’re always so homophobic. But you’re my son, and I love you and accept you no matter what,” he said quietly. “So if Kory makes you happy, then so be it.”

                I nodded slowly. “Thanks,” I mumbled.

                Dad opened his door and looked shocked. Kory’s mom, Janine, stepped in and motioned dad out. “I need to talk to him,” she said and dad nodded and left. Janine shut the door and turned to me, raising an eyebrow.

                “Hello taker of my son’s virginity,” she said and gave me a little wave.

                Aw shit. On thin ice. Way to go Kory. He needed to stop being so obvious to his mom. Now it looked like it was going to get me in trouble.

                I kept my face composed and neutral despite the slight panic I was beginning to feel. Would she tell my dad? Would she get mad that I had taken her only child’s virginity? Aw man. I really didn’t want to get beat up by another angry parent. I should really learn to keep it in my pants.

                Janine chuckled and shook her head. “Don’t worry Trace; I’m not mad. It’s not like you can get him pregnant or anything. Well, actually, knowing Kory, you probably could. But anyways, I’m just letting you two know that I’m not stupid. I know what you kids do.”

                She came over and sat next to me. “Kory’s a big boy. He can make his own decisions and deal with the good and bad consequences of those decisions. I’m just here to warn you that I love Kory, and if you hurt my baby in any way, shape, or form, I will make your life a living hell Trace Saunders. So you be good to my Kory,” she said, a fierce protectiveness entering her eyes.

                “I won’t hurt him Janine,” I grumbled impatiently. I loved Kory. I wasn’t going to hurt him. It’s why I had finally decided to come out in the open. So that I could be with him. Truly be with him.

                She stood up and smiled. “Good. Be gentle with Kory. And be patient. He’s a dumbass,” she said and left the room.

                I got up and left. I went to my bedroom and shut the door with a mental sigh. So now Kory and I were out in the open with our relationship. And now Zeke could move the hell on and leave Kory alone. He was mine.

                “Gherkin!”

                I jumped and let out a startled cry. I turned to face Kory as he slapped a hand over his mouth to hold in his laughter, my heart thumping wildly.

                “You are so dead!” I cried and tackled him back onto my bed, pinning him there.

                “Go ahead Trace. I was being bad,” he said with a wink.

                I got off him and shook my head. “No can do Kory. Our parents are right downsta-” He brought his lips to mine, cutting off my words.

                His hands slid under my shirt and I rolled my eyes and shoved him off of me, shaking my head. “No. Not when there are parents home. Your mom already knows,” I said and he pouted.

                “So? She can know all she wants! The dirty perv! It’s not like she’s a virgin,” he grumbled.

                I hugged him and we laid on my bed together. He rested his head on my chest and let out a yawn. I ran my hand through his hair gently and kissed him.

                “Tomorrow, let’s hang out with Zeke and his new boyfriend,” he mumbled sleepily. “Sure,” I said and kissed his forehead.

                He slowly fell asleep and I continued to run my hand through his hair. But my thoughts were troubled. I didn’t know why, but I had a really bad feeling about hanging out with Zeke tomorrow.

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A.N.- What do you guys think is going to happen when they hang out with Zeke and Zeke's new man? ;D If Zeke is even dating that kid. I don't think I really made that clear...

Anywhore, vote and comment!! Go! I might write another long chapter if you do! :)