Finding Me
By: Jeremy Michaels
(© 2021 by the author)

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Chapter 6

TJ 

“Oh Marc he was dying from brain cancer and he never told me,” I tell him between crying bouts. “The tumor is what caused his personality changes and fits of aggression.”

“I’m sorry Eric I never meant for us to fall down the stairs and…”

“I know that you didn’t mean it, you were protecting me. How are you feeling?”

“I’m okay. I have a slight headache but other than that I’m good. It’s you that I’m concerned about. So what happens now for you?”

My lawyer has started emancipation proceedings so I’ll be able to stay out of the child protection services. I will meet him for the reading of Andre’s will.”

Just being in Marc’s presence has given me a sense of peace and hope for my future. I sit and lean against him as I hand him Andre’s letter to read. I’m quiet as Marc carefully reads it and then rereads it before handing it back to me. He turns his head and I have to smile as he wipes away his tears with the back of his hands.

“What do you think about it?” I ask him once I know that he’s in control again.

“I really don’t know what to think. He says that you were kidnapped as a baby TJ. Do you think your old man was a part of that ring?”

“I was thinking that and what about Dennis and Paul? I wonder if they were victims also.” 

One weeks later… 

Eric  

“Are you ready for school because you’ll probably be bombarded with questions about your brother Andre even though we know that he’s not really your brother.”

 “I’m not really concerned about that but I’m more concerned about you, Marc. Are you ready for the questions? Your name was also in the paper about the accident and Andre’s death. Then there’s the issue of your sexuality, are you ready to come out?’

“I’ve thought about it and I’m not sure what I’ll do or say when that issue comes up.

“Well I’m there for you and when you come down to it babe, nothing was ever mentioned that would give anyone the idea that either of us are gay. I think that the best thing to do is play it by ear and see how the chips fall. I know that you have this so called reputation but are you still going to be the school prick?”

“Hey babe was I really that bad?” Marc asks and I simply nod my head. “I still got you, prick or not, right?”

“Yes my beautiful bad boy … but do you want to keep me?’

“Ah baby you promised me that you wouldn’t call me beautiful.”

“What I promised you was to never call you beautiful in public. Now drive and remember to be good to everyone, even the nerds and geeks, okay?”

“For you baby doll anything.” He says with that melt my heart smile.

As we pull into the student parking lot, the first person that I see is Kathy standing by her car. She looks like a million dollars in her high fashion outfit and her hair cut so cute that she has the confidence to stand among the popular girls and boys now. 

Marc whips the car into our spot and closes the top before getting out. He’s got his sunglasses on and shakes his head and runs his fingers through his hair to tame it. He’s swamped by his gang before I even got out of the car. Kathy is now standing there giving him the evil eye and I hurry to cut her off before she tears him a new backside.

“What’s he doing driving your car, Eric?” Kathy asks but before I can answer my attention is drawn to Marc and his gang of friends.

“What the fuck dude,” Michael Andrews says giving Marc a inquisitive look. 

“What?” Marc asks as he shoulders his Michael Kors backpack.

“Look at you all styling and driving that fuckers car,” he practically shouts.

“First and foremost, Eric is not a fucker… you got it? Also I decided that I needed a new look, so what do you guys think?” Marc asks as he slowly turns around.

“I’m thinking that you’re going soft man,” Steven Saunders, another of Marc’s friends says.

“I can still kick your fucking ass, pecker head. I’m still me, just a little polished up.”

“So where’s your wheels?” Michael asks.

“I left it at Eric’s house. There’s no need to bring two cars when you’re both going to the same place, and he couldn’t drive on account of his army,” he says and I wonder if he realizes that he’s just opened a new can of worms.

“What the fuck Marc, are you living at his house now that you divorced your ‘rents?”

This is it the pivotal moment and I hurry over to cover his back.

“My brother before he died offered Marc a safe place to live when he ran away from his old man and his abusive ways,” I tell them and they’re all looking at me as if I had two heads.

“I got this babe,” Marc whispers and takes a deep breath before he pulls me into his arms and kisses me.

The gasps and what the fucks can be heard a mile away as he grabs my ass and pulls me tighter to him.

“Now listen you bunch of morons and listen good. Eric and I are gay and a couple. We’re the same dudes we’ve always been but now you know the team that we’re playing for. I really like you guys and value your friendship but if I can’t be honest with you and myself then what do we have?’ He says with his arm around my waist and holding me close to his side.

“I guess that’s cool bro,” Michael says giving Marc and I a clap on the back. It takes a minute or two for the shock to wear off but nearly all of his friends are cool with us.

I turn to Kathy who’s still in shock over what has just transpired. She gives me her equivalent of the ‘what the fuck’ look and asks, “really Eric, he treats you like crap and then you end shagging him?”

“I thought that you of all people would understand …” I start to say but Marc interrupts me.

“Let me baby… sweetheart,” he says catching himself. “Kathy right,” she nods. “Kathy I don’t blame you for how you feel about me. I was a total,” he holds up his finger and asks me, “I take it she’s the girl that you said doesn’t curse,” I nod and he gives me a quick kiss before turning back to Kathy. “As I was saying Kathy, I’ve been a bully to a lot of people here at Hamilton and I may have even ruffled your feathers a time or two. But the thing is I have been bullied my entire life by my father. I used bullying and lies to hide not only his abuse but my sexuality to. I’m not asking you make me your bestie but please don’t cut Eric loose because he and I love each other.” I’m stunned and so are all the guys and girls that have gathered around us as Marc told his story. 

“If my best friend here can find something special in you to love Marc, then so can I,” she steps up to him and places a soft kiss to his cheek. “Now before we’re all Marced truant we should move this party into school.”

“Are we good angel,” he asks me as we walk hand in hand into the building.

“Yeah my handsome man, we’re better than good. We’re fucking great,” I tell him and give him one hell of a kiss in front of more students that hadn’t been privileged to share our coming out event. Again the gasps and what the fucks ring out through the hall.

We went our separate ways and agreed to meet up for lunch. I was bombarded with questions and I took the time to make sure that Andre’s memory was a good one.

“Now that you are out from under your watch dog we need to tank.” Kathy says coming up beside me.

“Can you please give him a chance, Kathy?” I ask and she rolls her eyes. “I know that you don’t like him much, but,”

“I don’t like him at all because I don’t trust him.”

“Well I do and I’ve seen what he’s been through and I can understand why he acted as he did. I don’t like the way he was but he’s really trying his best to be a better person so would you please give him the benefit of the doubt. I would really hate to lose your friendship over this,” I add and she gasps at my words.

“You would really choose him over me?”

“Please don’t push me to the wall on this because you won’t like the results if you do.”

I stand there for a long moment before we enter our first period class.

As the morning progresses I have fewer questions and chalk it up to the Hamilton gossip mill. By lunchtime I found that Kathy is less talkative and had become more evasive as the morning grew closer to lunchtime. I am walking towards the cafeteria and spot my guy standing with his friends talking. I pause and watch them and all that I can picture in my mind is a king holding court with his knights. He’s so animated when he talks and as if feeling my eyes watching him, he glances up and spots me. His eyes light up and he instantly gives me that smile that goes right to cock via my heart. Its like the other guys aren’t even there anymore, he rushes down the hall and wraps his strong muscular arms around and presses me back against the wall before he plants the hottest, most erotic kiss to my mouth.

“Are you hungry stud,” I ask him once he lets me breathe again.

“Yeah for you,” he says and grabs my hand.

He’s practically dragging me down the hall and I’m nearly running to keep up with him.

“Where are we going Marc?”

“It’s a surprise,” is all that he will say.

He doesn’t stop until he pulls me into the empty gym and more explicitly to the bleachers.

“What are we doing here?”

“Don’t you remember babe,” and he gestures to underneath the bleachers.

“This is where you first showed me your true self,” I say and he beams because I remembered.

Let me show you what it's like to score at school babe." Marc pushes me back onto a mat and starts kissing me. After some hot kisses, Marc begins to undress me and then himself before he starts a slow descent on my muscular body. He works on my neck and for one wicked second he thought of leaving his Marc, but his internal voice must have said `you haven’t got time', so instead he travels down further to torture my nipples. My nipples are standing proud and very sensitive. I’m certain that with enough time he could make me shoot just by sucking on my nipples. After prolonged tongue play, Marc finally realizes my nipples are an intensely sensual erogenous zone for me and continues his exploration of my body. He runs his tongue from the indentation below my Adam's apple, through the crevice created by my muscular pecs and my abs to my navel. Teasing my navel eliciting laughter and increasing the flow of precum. He reaches my pubes and inhales the musky aroma of his guy who’s approaching the prime of his sexual potency. The scent provokes in Marc a primal need to display his sexual dominance. He breathes deeply, his chest expands in a muscular display, and his own cock begins to drip heavily and release his own pheromone rich scent. His scent is intoxicating to me and I can never get enough of it or him. Finally, he’s ready to turn his attention to satisfying my most carnal needs. 

“Your cock and balls are just the right size and shape babe. Not just because of their size, but because of their perfect proportion and form. Its as if an ancient Greek had sculptured them attempting to produce the ideal of the male genitalia.”

“Where the fuck did you get that from?” I ask because I’m surprised by the intellect of that statement.

“Sex education class, that nerd, sorry, I mean Eugene Phillips made a similar comment,” he says and lowers his mouth to my balls.

“Mmmm,” is all I can says Marc lavishes his attention on each testicle before turning his attention to my cock.

He runs his tongue along the hypersensitive underside of my cock and when

he reached the gland, he teases and laps up the sweet honey it’s oozing. He looks up at me and sees the pleasure that he’s giving me and my face is frozen between agony of wanting to cum and the ecstasy of his mouth’s activities, my eyes are tightly closed.

Marc parts his lips and slowly devours my manhood. Inch by agonizing inch he descends until his nose is once again buried in my pubes. My body goes taut, and my hips rise as I produce a low, savage moan. Marc had once lacked the ability to give a good blowjob but with practice he’s become quite the cock sucker. I’m very close and he knows it because he shoves three fingers into my ass pushing me over the edge. Soon my entire body is racked with such orgasmic spasm, I flood his mouth with cum. Marc swallows my seed and continues to coax out more and more until my . At last, body stops twitching and goes limp. Marc slowly moves up my body to give me a kiss and share the taste of sex.

“You certainly know how to make me naughty,” I tell him holding him tightly to me. “You know that I gave my brother Dennis hell for doing this in the bathroom stalls and here I am doing the same thing.”

“Well DJ has a very bad boy side also,” he says and I sit up and look closely at him.

“DJ, I have never heard him go by that name before. Where the hell did he ever come up with that?”

“Me, I gave it to him because his name is Dennis John, DJ.”

“Oh really, and what else did you give him?”

“Now baby that was long before you ever came back here. He and I kind of went out together on the down low until he wanted to move on to other cocks.”

“I can’t very well hold what happened in your past against you. So tell me, how is he in bed?”

“He’s definitely good but not mind blowing great like you are.”

“Nice save stud. Now we need to get our act together before the bell rings and we get caught in here.”

“I know angel, just one more kiss though,” he pushes me back and before I know what hits me his cock is balls deep in me and we’re fucking like two young teenagers that just found out what a cock is really used for.

“I’m coming babe, ride my cock,” he tells me several minutes later and I thrust against his thrusts fast and furiously.

I love feeling his cock throbbing in me as he empties his balls. I pull him into one hot and sensual kiss just as the bell rings and the gym lights go on.

“Oh this is fucking great Marc, now what are we going to do?”

“Ah get dressed I think.” 

“Ah, our clothes are over there,” I point to where the clothes are sitting near the opening to the bleachers,” and we’re over here.”

“Fuck,” he says and then the gym explodes with sound of voices as a group of juniors come running into the gym.

I’m at my wits end, I’m naked and about to get caught by either the gym teacher or a student. Marc and I are peaking through the cracks in the bleachers and I gasp when I see Dennis standing no more then five feet away from us. His head turns instantly at the sound of my gasp and his eyes begin roaming around the bleachers.

“He’s looking for us because he must have heard me gasp,” I whisper to Marc.

“Damn that boy has one hot ass in those gym shorts,” he comments and I give him a whack.

“Are you perving on my brother,” I ask a bit above a whisper, which causes Dennis to zone in to where we are watching him.

“Of course not angel. But you know, just because one is on a diet it doesn’t mean that they can’t look at the menu,” he replies.

“With the weather so unusually warm today, we’ll be having class outside,” the teacher says. “I need someone to grab the bag of dodgeballs from the storage room and bring them outside for me,” he says and instantly Dennis’ hand shoots up. “Thanks Dennis, now lets move out,” he instructs and the entire class moves out the gym door.

That is everyone except Dennis who walks casually over to the end of the bleachers to where our clothes are.

“Well what have we got here,” he asks sarcastically and scoops up our clothing.

He lowers his head and looks beneath the bleachers. I’m practically hiding behind Marc as Dennis begins to crawl under the bleachers towards us. His eyes become as big as saucers when he sees Marc’s naked body.

“So stud, you looking to get lucky?” Dennis asks, which prompts me to come out from behind him.

“You wish you little tart now give us our clothes,” I demand 

“Well, well look at who’s calling the kettle black. How does it feel getting caught with your pants down?”

“Okay I was wrong to scold you about having sex in public places. So can we now have our clothes back?” I ask reaching out for them, but he snatches them away.

“I’ll make a deal with you,” he says and gives us that same smirk that Marc has. “I gotta bring the equipment out for gym class and then I’ll be back. One of you is going to let me blow him while the other fucks me.”

“Are you fucking insane, we’ll all get caught and end up suspended or expelled. Marc talk some sense into him, please.”

“What the fuck do you expect me to do, he’s …” he stops short of saying my brother.

“You two figure it out while I bring out the equipment. Oh yeah, I’ll take these clothes with me for insurance,” he says smiling and walks off.

“Marc I can’t have sex with him, that would be so wrong.”

“Well babe, it’s either that or you tell him the truth about you,” Marc says and I want to hit him for getting us in this predicament.

Five minutes later Dennis reappears at the entrance to the bleachers and his hands are empty.

“Well boys, what’s it going to be?” He says with that infuriating smirk on his face.

“I’m not fucking you Dennis and neither is Marc. Now go get our clothes because if Marc and I go down I’m taking you with me, as well as Matt and Gary.”

Dennis gives me that evil eye look that I remember from when we lived together as brothers.

“Fine, but if you ever catch me having sex with someone, you mind your own fucking business. Are we on the same page asshole?”

“Agreed, now go get our clothes before I decide to beat your ass.”

He leaves and returns a minute later with our clothes and just tosses them at us. He leaves grumbling to himself and we hurry to get dressed.

”I’m sorry angel for getting you into such a mess.”

“Whatever, but don’t you ever suggest or even think about having sex with me in school again … ever.”

We hurry from the gym and decide that since the day is almost done, we skip out of the building. We’re almost to my car when the secretary’s voice announces over the intercom for me to report to the office.

“If that bastard turned me into the principal I’ll strangle him,” I yell. “Wait for me here babe, hopefully I’ll be right back,” I tell him and return to the building. 

“Did you want me for something,” I ask when I enter the school’s office.

“Yes Eric, a Mr. Bennet is here to see you. Principal Gordon has him in his office,” she says and motions to me to follow her.

Why would Andre’s lawyer be here to see me,” I’m asking myself.

As soon as I step into Principal Gordon’s office, both men stand and the principal comes towards me.

“I’ll leave you both alone and I’ll just be out in the outer office if you need me,” he me.

“If you wouldn’t mind, Principal Gordon, would you mind being a witness?” Attorney Bennett asks and he agrees to stay.

“Eric, we’ll stick with that name for the present and …”

“Excuse me, but why would you say that to Eric?” Mr.Gordon looks to me to explain 

“It’s because that’s not my real name sir,” I say. “You would probably know better as Thaddeus James Wilson.”

Principal Gordon’s mouth hangs open in shock and he looks to my lawyer for more information. Over the next twenty minutes I explain everything, from the time I was beaten into a coma until I arrived back at Hamilton High School.

“Why wasn’t I informed?” He asks.

“Unfortunately, that’s something that you would have had to ask Andre Müller.” Attorney Bennett says.

“My goodness Thaddeus, you look nothing like you did just over two years ago,” he says and I explain, again, about my various operations.

“Then I need to have a welcome back celebration for you.”

“That’s the main reason that we kept my identity a secret. I don’t want or need my fellow classmates’ feeling sorry for me or badgering me with questions. If you can’t keep my secret then I’m dropping out of school and getting my G.E.D.” I adamantly tell him.

“Very well Thaddeus, but you’re not planning some kind of revenge on the students that gave you trouble, are you,” he worriedly asks.

“No sir I’m not out for revenge and I must insist that you continue to refer to me as Eric Müller. I’m here to help the kids that were like me then to grow in their self-esteem and teaching them self-defense as well. And before you ask, I’m not raising an army to get back at anyone. Now can we move on to why my attorney is here?” He nods his head and I turn my attention to the lawyer.

“I’m about to leave for an extended period of time to take care of family matters and I need to get Mr.Müller’s estate settled before I leave. Now as you know Eric, Mr. Müller had a detective agency researching your background. I received the results of their investigation just this morning and I thought that you would like to know their results.”

“Yes sir I would. Have you had a chance to review the results?” I ask and he nods.

He opens his briefcase and takes out a large Manila envelope and lays it on the table in front of him. 

“What I’m about to show you may be upsetting to you, but I can assure you that these facts that you’re about to see are quite true,” he says and pulls out an official looking document and slides it across the table to me. I pick it up and begin reading it.

“This can’t be right because I was told that my birthday was in August not January and that I was born here. I grab the second certificate and begin reading it. 

“I’m a twin and you are sure that these facts are correct?”

“I’m very sure because Mr. Müller submitted your fingerprints to the agency’s office and they compared them to yours at birth. They were an exact match,” he says and I sit back hard.

“I’m a twin, so somewhere in Montgomery, Alabama I have a brother and family,” I state and he nods. “Well fuck me stupid,” I say and then realize where I am. “I’m sorry Mr. Gordon.”

“I’ll let it slide this time, considering the circumstances.”

“Is there more,” I ask and he produces an official letter and two other birth certificates. 

“This certificate is for the young man that you know as Dennis John Miller. The last certificate is for Paul,” he says and I pick up the certificate and begin reading this one as well. 

“Well that explains Paul’s slightly slanted eyes and straight black hair,” I mutter to myself. “So neither Dennis or Paul are related to me,” I ask.

“You see Eric, the man and woman that you thought to be your parents were actually kidnappers and involved in a notorious child trafficking ring that operated throughout the south. Dennis and Paul were as much victims as you were.”

By now my eyes are flooded with tears and I’m unable to stop the flow as Mr. Gordon comes over and pulls me into an embrace. I cry long and hard as my world for the second time comes crashing down around me. 

“Eric, I understand how much of a shock this is to you, but time is of an essence here. If I may, I’d like to get to the reading of Mr. Müller’s will.” I wipe my eyes with the back of my hands and give him a nod. 

He unfolds another official looking document and proceeds to read it aloud.

“I, Andre Stefan Müller being of sound mind hereby declare this document as my last will and testament. To Eric James Müller I leave the following:

My current house and all of its furnishings and automobiles. I also leave him my controlling interest, in stocks, in the Müller Institute in Zurich, Switzerland. I leave my entire bank accounts to him also. The rest of the document is about the legality of this will and the names of the witnesses. I have here all the necessary information and debit cards that you’ll need to access and control your bank accounts.”

“Accounts sir, how many are there?”

“We’ll, there’s one in Zurich, three in the Cayman Islands and a total of nine in the states,” he says. “According to the last accumulative bank statement, the net worth is just a little over one hundred and fourteen billion dollars,” he states and Principal Gordon faints.

“Are you fucking kidding me,” I quickly ask before my principal comes to.

“I can assure you that I do not fucking kid anyone young man,” he says smiling. “Now that concludes the reading of the will for Andre Stefan Müller,” he formally states as he closes his briefcase. “Here are the necessary papers, debit cards and bank statements that you will need to access before mentioned bank accounts. Now If you have any questions they can be directed to my office.”

“What did I miss,” a confused Mr. Gordon asks. 

“Nothing sir, you have a great day because I am,” I tell Attorney Bennett and walk out of the office and run immediately into Dennis.

“Hey hot shot, you still horny and looking for a good time?” I ask a shocked Dennis who only nods. “Great, get your hot ass in my car in fifteen minutes.”

“I’m not stupid, I’m ready right now before you change your mind. I’ve wanted you to fuck me ever since I laid eyes on you. Let’s go handsome,” he says and entwines his arm with mine.

“Would you give me a minute please, I have to make a phone call,” I tell him. “While I’m busy making my call, would you go find Paul and bring him along also?” I instruct him and he gives me a puzzling look.

“Okay, but I got first dibs on you,” he says and I roll my eyes.

Several minutes later Dennis appears with Paul. Dennis quickly latches onto my arm as if staking his claim.

As we approach my car a stunned looking Marc stands straight and gawks at us. “Why’s he latched on to you?”

“We’re having a fuckfest tonight at your house my beautiful stud,” Dennis says before I can say a word and Marc cringes as he looks around. “Oh get over it stud, you’ll get a piece of us,” Dennis tells him and again I roll my eyes.

“And tonight I’m your fuck toy to use to your delight,” Dennis says to me happily as he rapidly claps his hands.

To be continued...

Posted: 10/08/2021