AN:This is the second of a four part story about three brothers, spanning over about seven years. This story can stand on its own, but some things might make a bit more sense if you’ve read ‘Hat Trick Part 1: Drew Mason’.

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Part 2

Claude Mason – 1999

The Day the World Ended

“Yes!” Claude hissed and arched his back, pressing his cock more firmly into Dustin’s hand. The feelings rushing through him were incredible, unlike anything he’d ever felt when jacking off. It had all started off very innocently, with the two boys looking at an old magazine they’d found under Drew’s mattress. The only problem was, instead of getting all worked up over pictures of naked girls, it was the sight of his best friend working over his own hard cock that had Claude more aroused than he’d ever been in his life. Where he’d gotten the guts to suggest that they jack each other Claude would probably never know, but it was more amazing than he’d ever imagined, and he’d done his fair share of imagining.

Unfortunately, as was the case more often than not in these types of situations, the feelings of ecstasy were soon followed by fear and guilt and confusion. When Dustin leaned over to kiss him after they’d both regained their breath, Claude freaked out.

“I’m not a goddamn faggot!”

Claude’s angry words caused his friend to freeze. Dustin couldn’t believe this was happening. Finally, finally after years of longing for Claude to touch him, of hoping and praying that his best friend might one day return the feelings he’d been hiding so carefully, it was all blowing up in his face. Instead of confessions of mutual love and want, it had turned into his worst nightmare. By apparently misreading Claude’s intentions, he’d effectively outed himself to his friend. Dustin was still stuttering, trying to come up with an excuse, an explanation, anything, when Claude ran out of his room.

That night, two boys, separated by about fifteen meters, a few walls and a fence, both cried themselves to sleep.