Whispered Words

By Comicality

Through hushed whispers and paranoid conversations, Jesse has been attempting to keep his sexuality a well guarded secret in the small town he lives in. Working in a restaurant for the Summer and eagerly awaiting his chance to go away to college so he can explore life outside of the closet, Jesse finds himself completely unprepared as a new hire turns his world upside down. Beautiful, witty, intelligent...he can't possibly be gay. Right?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Comicality
• Release date: May 24, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476165097

Comicality

After over two decades of practice, I've truly become addicted to the writing process itself. Both as entertainment for others, and as a personal therapy for myself. Character is a huge focus of mine, as they are the most important part of any story, in my opinion. I want readers to care about the characters they read about, and create a bond with them that lasts long after the story is over. That's everything to me.The gay stories I write cover a variety of themes, but are mostly about that very 'first' overpowering experience of love, and the awkward, yet exciting, feelings that come with it. It's more than just nostalgia. I want it to be a raw and realistic return to what it was like to truly discover what we all want most in life. The love and acceptance of someone we find truly special. I want people to become a part of story. And enjoy the ride. Pitfalls, frustrations, and all. That's what it's all about, right?I certainly hope you enjoy reading these stories as much as I enjoyed writing them, and be sure to look for some of my other works at http://www.imagine-magazine.org/store/comicality/ if you want to see more. You will always get a full emotional and heartfelt effort from me, each and every single time. I can promise you that. And there is always more to come. Have fun!I think I'll just let the writing speak for itself from here on out.Feel free to write me anytime at [e-mail] and let me know what you think.

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Whispered Words

Out of all the little fast food shuffles and yard work jobs available in my area, not to mention the wonderful world of Retail Hell, I thought that waiting tables in a little restaurant in the suburban downtown area where I grew up would be an easy gig for this Summer. I only had my senior year left in high school, and then I'd be long gone. Hopefully to a college campus on the other side of the country where my parents were comfortably far away. Not that I disliked them. No, not by any means. But hey, at 17, every guy starts looking to get a little bit of space from everything that seems stuck on 'familiar'. Especially when he's a closeted homosexual and sexually frustrated to the point of BURSTING wide open. My GOD...when I get to college, I am going to probably start humping the leg of every cute boy that gets within REACH of me. With or without consent! Ugh! I just wanna bang until my equipment fails! Really!

In all sincerity though, I made major plans to actually peek out of my personal closet door a little bit more once I get out of here. It's kind of hard to do when you've lived in the same town all your life. It's like you're always looking over your shoulder. You're friends are here, your teachers are here, your parents are here, your extended family is here...and, God forbid, you park your car in front of the wrong place at the wrong time of night. Rumors in this town are the one thing in the universe that travel faster than the sped of light. Believe me. I just can't wait to be a 'stranger' again someplace else. I look forward to seeing how the gay side of me interacts with other people. Well, other people besides Lindsay.

Lindsay has been my best friend ever since the fifth grade when we saw the same Sex Ed video in class and decided to play doctor up in her father's attic. A memorable experience that we can both look back at and laugh about now. She still tells me that she feels bad for making me gay with her naked body back then. Hehehe, like I knew back then that I was going to turn out this way. Playing doctor at fifteen or sixteen years old might have had a completely different meaning. A completely different purpose. But at age ten...it wasn't much more than suddenly becoming aware of the fact that hers was an 'innie' and mine was an 'outie'. Thank goodness she turned out to be understanding when the harder questions came to me. That extremely awkward time around age 13 and 14 when I discovered that it was another 'outie' that I was looking for. Sexually compatible or not. She spent a lot of nights using her shoulder to soak up the many tears of fear and confusion that I was offering her. I was so lost, and she helped through it all. And since everyone thought we were dating, it kept people from asking those tough questions that I had no answer for. Lindsay's presence in my life really helped me cope with the very idea of building an identity that was....different. If it weren't for her, I would have been left to the social wolves to sort me out. I think that would have damaged me beyond repair. She was a great girl, and fortunately for her she was blessed with the right chromosomes to make her 'normal' as far as her sexuality was concerned. In fact, we pretty much had the same taste in boys. And damn if THAT didn't suck! You can't imagine how many times I've wanted to strangle the living shit out of her for getting the opportunities to cuddle up and kiss most of the boys that I only got to stare at briefly out of the corner of my eye. Which reminds me...whoever invented the idea of high school boys all showering together in the same room at school...Bravo. I think I've got enough jack off fantasy visuals to last me for as long as my hormones keep working. Sighhhhh...it almost made me miss going to school this Summer.

Jesse, you are NOT going to believe what I just heard! Lisa thinks she might be getting a yeast infection. Lindsay, by the way, was a huge gossip. Even when it's something I SO don't want to know about. Present case included.

"Lindsay! Ewwww! Please! People are trying to eat in this place!" I told her. One thing you learn about working in a restaurant, especially a small one like this, is that everybody talks about everybody else. You could flip a quarter, and everyone there could tell you if it was heads or tails by the time it hit the floor. The rumor mill could really suck you in once you got involved. You had to really keep a tight lip when it came to anything even remotely personal. Lindsay was in Heaven, working in a place like that. I, on the other hand, had to keep my sexuality an even MORE closely guarded secret than I usually do. Making it a living Hell for me most times, especially since Lindsay didn't seem to have any problem discussing my....um....'needs' in public. That always killed me. If even a whisper of me being gay got out, the whole restaurant would know it by the end of the week. Then all of the customers. Then my PARENTS! Then, by the time I went back to school in September, they will have spray painted my locker pink and signed me up for the cheerleading squad. I can do without that.

Jesse, you got a new table. Party of four. One of the hostesses told me.

Big tippers?

Out of towners. You've got about a 50/50 chance. She said.

That's the story of my life. I said, and got my artificial service industry smile ready.

Lindsay made sure to say, I'll tell you more about what I heard about the infection when you get back.

Yeah...thanks for the WARNING... I said, and walked out to wait my table.

It was one of those days that didn't really go badly, but regardless, I just wanted to be anywhere but work on that particular day. It was like everybody that was eating there that afternoon was laughing at me because there was so much beautiful sunshine outside, and here I was, stuck bringing them food and drink like a dirty peasant serving the gods of Olympus. I just wanted to go home. "What's wrong with you today? Lindsay asked. You've lost some of your pep. You can usually smile through anything." She was counting out what looked like an awfully big tip in her hands as she spoke to me.

I'd feel better if I got tips like you did. How in the hell do you do that?

Hey, what can I say? I've got tits. She smiled. "Men are so