My Secret Identity

By Ryan Bartlett

Chapter 10

On Monday morning Bobby woke with a rumble in his tummy and a severe case of morning wood. He yawned and stretched, then adjusted his boner in his boxer-briefs. He thought about slipping them off and treating himself to a little playtime, but his stomach rumbled again and hunger won out over hormones. He had the house to himself and knew there would be plenty of time to indulge in every teenage boy’s favorite hobby after breakfast.

His dad had court that morning, and his mother was teaching summer school, so Bobby didn’t bother with pants. He headed downstairs in a light blue t-shirt, grey boxer-briefs and a pair of white socks. He padded down to the kitchen and grabbed a box of cereal but decided he was hungrier than that and pulled eggs out of the fridge. The only thing he really knew how to cook was scrambled eggs, but he did them really well.

Bobby’s parents were big music fans. They had season tickets to the Seattle Grand Opera and the Seattle Philharmonic, and Miranda kept a Bose Wave Radio in the kitchen so she could listen to Puccini while she cooked. Bobby loved music too, but his tastes were a bit more contemporary. He turned on the radio to find someone screeching in Italian and quickly changed it to a local rock station. As he whipped his eggs together with milk, he couldn’t help but shake his booty to the music.


Spencer woke up in a great mood. The sun was shining, the birds were singing—it was the kind of day where you feel lucky to be alive. He jumped in the shower with a spring in his step, and after he washed he returned to his room to dress. He grabbed a grey Hollister t-shirt, a pair of blue boxers with white sailboats on them and a pair of khaki cargo shorts. He put on a pair of white socks and his favorite red Vans, ran his fingers through his hair so it looked properly disheveled, and trotted down the stairs.

He joined his family for breakfast, and his sisters teased him about having a boyfriend. None of them knew about Bobby, but they couldn’t help noting Spencer’s sunny attitude of late. He was dressed nicely, and it seemed like he’d been going out of his way lately to look good for someone. Spencer didn’t mind their teasing. He gave as good as he got, and frankly he didn’t care anyway. He wouldn’t have cared if his family knew he was in love. They knew he was gay and one day there would be a boy in his life, but he also knew Bobby wasn’t ready for people to know, so he kept quiet. When the girls left for the mall, Spencer’s mom gave him a gentle pat on the back and a kiss on top of his head. He asked her what that was for but only got a knowing smile.

Finished with his breakfast, Spencer hopped on his bike and pedaled over to Bobby’s. He knew Mr. and Mrs. Fixx wouldn’t be home, and he was sure there was some sort of mischief he and Bobby could find to occupy their time. When he got to Bobby’s he knocked on the door but there wasn’t any answer. It was a heavy oak door that blocked out a lot of sound, but Spencer could hear the faint hum of music. He tried the knob and found the door unlocked, so he let himself in.

Spencer followed the music to the kitchen. He found Bobby in front of the stove shaking his ass and rocking out with The Killers. Spencer stifled his giggles and leaned against the wall to enjoy the show. He wondered how long it would take Bobby to notice him.

“…Yeah, you know you gotta help me out, yeah. Oh, don't you put me on the back burner. You know you gotta help me out, yeah. You're gonna bring yourself down, yeah you're gonna bring yourself down, yeah you're gonna bring yourself down…” Bobby spun around and was so startled by Spencer he almost dropped his eggs.

“Sorry. I did knock,” Spencer grinned.

“I was just, um,” Bobby blushed, realizing Spencer had been watching him sing and dance.

“I wonder if Robin ever goes down to the Batcave and finds Batman shaking it to his favorite band,” Spencer teased. Bobby blushed deeper. “Awww, don’t be embarrassed. I thought it was cute.”

“Really?” Bobby asked shyly.

“You bet. That’s the cutest butt in the superhero business. I love to watch you shake it,” Spencer grinned wickedly. He didn’t think Bobby could blush any redder and was glad when his boyfriend started laughing. There really wasn’t anything to be embarrassed about. Then he got a wicked idea.

“How does the rest of that song go?” asked Spencer, as he unbuckled his belt and shimmied out of his shorts. He didn’t want Bobby to be the only one in his undies. “Oh yeah…I got soul but I’m not a soldier, I got soul but I’m not a soldier, mmmmm.”

Bobby saw Spencer’s point; his boyfriend was adorable, singing and dancing in his cute little boxers. Bobby put down his eggs and pressed his lips to Spencer’s. Maybe he should have jerked off that morning. Bobby felt strangely aggressive, but in a good way, as he grabbed Spencer’s wrists and pinned him against the wall.

“Hey, let me go,” Spencer teased when they broke their kiss.

“No way,” Bobby grinned and returned to kissing.

Their making out was more like an assault on each other’s lips. Spencer had lusted for Bobby for a long time. He let Bobby control their pace so as not to frighten him away, especially after Bobby climaxed in his undies. That morning Spencer sensed something different about his lover. He couldn’t believe how horny Bobby was as he started to grind his erection against him.

“Mmm, Bobby, stop,” Spencer moaned when Bobby moved his lips to his neck and started to suck on the tender skin.

“What’s the matter?”

“Nothing. I just wanted you to know if you keep this up, I’m gonna have the same problem you did the other day,” Spencer panted. Bobby shot him a wicked grin and threw him over his shoulder. “What’s gotten into you this morning!”

“You don’t like it?”

“I love it,” Spencer giggled. “This is what I’ve been waiting for!”

Bobby carried him up the stairs and gave him a playful swat on the butt which caused Spencer to squeal in delight. He wasn’t sure what had come over him either, but he’d never been this horny in his life. He carried Spencer to his room and flopped him down on the bed. He stared at the beautiful brunette for a moment. He couldn’t believe what he was about to do, but he also couldn’t help it. He hooked his fingertips in Spencer’s waistband and practically ripped the cute sailboat boxers from his body.

“Whoa,” said Spencer, shocked by Bobby’s bold move.

“I-I wanted to see it,” Bobby blushed.

Spencer took off his t-shirt leaving him in nothing but his socks and the red Vans he hadn’t kicked off. He propped himself up on his elbows and spread his legs for Bobby, giving him an unobstructed view of his stiffy.

“It’s so cute,” said Bobby, his eyes drawn to the pink head.

“Thanks,” it was Spencer’s turn to blush but only for a moment. “Bobby!”

Bobby dropped down to his knees; he was drawn to the cute little penis. Ok, it wasn’t that little; it was a perfect size for a boy with Spencer’s body type. He gave the head a gentle kiss and then put it in his mouth. It tasted good so he began to slowly suck.

Spencer was in heaven. He couldn’t believe what was happening. He loved Bobby in ways he couldn’t express in words. When they kissed his heart melted. This was a kiss times a thousand! When Spencer neared the point of no return he stopped Bobby and rolled him onto his back. This was a milestone in their relationship, and Spencer wanted them to experience the new and spectacular sensation together. Bobby let out a moan and his eyes almost crossed. The feelings he was experiencing were overwhelming, and when it was over the boys couldn’t help expressing the deep and abiding love they felt for each other.

“Who are you, and what have you done with Bobby Fixx?” Spencer teased once he caught his breath.

All Bobby could say was, “Wow.”

“For a minute there I thought you were going to fuck me,” said Spencer.

“Are you disappointed?”

“NO! No way! Oh my God, Bobby, that was amazing!”

“Yeah, I can’t believe how good it felt.”

“What came over you? I thought you weren’t ready.”

“I didn’t think I was, and then we kissed downstairs and, I don’t know, it felt different. I wanted you so bad I couldn’t stand it.”

“For the record, you can have me like that anytime you want, cutie pie,” Spencer smiled and pecked Bobby on the lips.

Bobby put his arms around Spencer again and snuggled close. “I’m completely in love with you.”

“I know,” Spencer smiled and kissed him on the forehead.

Bobby returned the smile and nuzzled Spencer’s neck. A moment later he was asleep. Spencer was tired too; he stroked Bobby’s hair for a moment and then he too was stacking z’s.

Bobby woke before Spencer and propped himself up on his side to look at his lover. He’s so beautiful, Bobby thought to himself and wondered why it had taken him so long to see what was right in front of him. He kissed Spencer’s forehead and then his eyes trailed down his body to his cock. It was only three inches soft, but Bobby thought it was the cutest thing he’d ever seen. He reached down and tickled his new little friend, watching it grow and stiffen.

“Whatcha doin’, punkin?” Spencer yawned.

“I like it,” said Bobby, as he slowly and gently stroked his buddy. “It’s so cute.”

“Stop calling it cute,” Spencer giggled. “Makes it sound small.”

“Well, it is small in the grand scheme of things. Delicate too. Isn’t it amazing how something so small can make you feel so… incredible.”

“Yeah. Hi there, little fella,” said Spencer as he reached over and tugged on Bobby’s penis.

“Quit it! That tickles,” Bobby chuckled.

“No way. It’s mine now!” said Spencer as he kissed Bobby.

The boys continued to kiss and fondle each other playfully when they heard the garage door opening.

“Crap! My mom,” Bobby exclaimed with terror in his eyes. The boys scrambled out of bed and threw their clothes on, most of them that is.

“My shorts! Where are my shorts,” Spencer panicked.

“The kitchen!”

The boys bolted out the door and down the stairs. Bobby skidded across the hardwood floor in his socks as he raced for the mud room. He planned to distract his mom while Spencer ran to the kitchen and grabbed his shorts.

“Hi, mom!” Bobby surprised her; he opened the door to the garage just as she was about to come in.

“Oh, Robin sweetie, you startled me,” Miranda gasped.

“Sorry. I heard the garage door. I thought you might need help with groceries or something.”

“Well, that was sweet of you,” said Miranda as she pushed past him and went from the mud room to the kitchen.

Bobby froze and braced himself, his mother would surely scream when she found Spencer in his underwear in her kitchen.

“Hi, Spence. How are you, honey?”

Bobby opened his eyes and poked his head into the kitchen. Spencer was tightening his belt.

“Hi, Mrs. F. Where’s Bobby?”

“Right here.” She gestured over her shoulder as Bobby walked in.

“Hmmm, I went to the bathroom and thought he might be hiding.” Spencer grinned.

Miranda noticed both boys were rather flushed. “What have you guys been up to?”

“Uhhhh…” said Bobby. He was never very good at lying to his mother.

“Wrestling,” Spencer covered for him. “We were wrestling and I thought he was going to ambush me when I came out of the bathroom.”

“I see. It’s a beautiful day. You guys should get out and enjoy it,” said Miranda.

“Yeah, we’re going over to see a friend,” said Bobby.

“We are?”

“Jed,” said Bobby.

“Oh right, I forgot.”

“Alright sweetie, be home for dinner,” said Miranda. She kissed Bobby on the cheek and proceeded into the study.

“Dude, that was close,” Bobby breathed a sigh of relief.

“No shit. Worth it though,” Spencer grinned and groped Bobby through his shorts.

“Quit it,” Bobby laughed and slapped his hand away.

“So do you really want to go see Jed?”

“Yeah, I want to make sure he’s ok.”

Bobby grabbed a pair of shoes—he wore the same Vans as Spencer, only his were blue—then he grabbed his bike and met Spence out front. It was a beautiful day, too beautiful to risk being spotted if they flew, so the boys were forced to peddle their way downtown. When they got to the hospital they found Jed’s brother, Jordan, waiting in the lobby.

“Hey guys. What are you doing here?” asked Jordan.

“We heard Jed was sick. We wanted to stop by and tell him to get well,” said Bobby.

“How did you hear that?” asked Jordan suspiciously. No one from school was supposed to know what had happened to Jed in order to save him the embarrassment of having to explain it to friends.

“My dad’s a fire captain,” said Spencer, taking note of Jordan’s expression. “He was at the bridge last night with the ladder crew, he told us what happened. Don’t worry. We won’t tell anyone.”

“Oh, ok,” said Jordan, content with the answer.

“How’s he doing?” asked Bobby.

“He’s ok. He’s really shaken up but kinda happy. It’s like he realizes what he almost did, and he’s glad to be alive.”

“That’s good, really good. Can we see him?”

“’Fraid not. They won’t let anyone but family upstairs and only two at a time. My parents are up there now.”

“How are they holding up?” asked Spencer.

“My mom’s really upset.”

“Yeah, I can imagine,” Bobby answered, thinking about his mom and how she must have felt when he disappeared. It wasn’t quite the same thing but close enough for him to understand Mrs. Garrison must be terrified.

“My dad, though, usually he’s um, the grouchy type, but he’s all Mr. Sunshine today.”

“Really?” asked Bobby.

“Yeah. He told Jed things are going to be different at home, that he’s going to be a better father,” said Jordan, then he blushed. He didn’t mean to blurt that out, but he was glad to see friendly faces and it just sort of slipped.

Spencer had a weird look on his face. Bobby wasn’t sure what it was, but before he could say anything, Spencer spoke. “Don’t worry about it, man. We won’t say anything about your dad, either.”

“Yeah, so how about that rescue. Did you guys see that on the news?” asked Jordan, changing the subject. “The Boy Wonder saved Jed’s life.”

It took all of Bobby’s self-control not to blush and give himself away.

“Yeah, that was amazing!” said Spencer.

Jordan and Spencer kept talking about the rescue, but Bobby was distracted when the elevator door opened and Mr. and Mrs. Garrison stepped out. Mr. Garrison’s eyes locked on Bobby.

Oh shit, he recognizes me, thought Bobby.

No, he doesn’t, said Spencer.

Yes, he does. Look how he’s staring at me.

He’s scared of you, but it’s because you’re a tall blond kid. He thinks all of you look like the Boy Wonder right now.

Yeah but...wait a minute. Spence, how… Bobby started. It just dawned on him this conversation was taking place in his head.

I don’t know. I’m kinda freaked out.

“Whoa, guys, check it out,” said Jordan, pointing at the TV.

Bobby and Spencer shook their heads and joined Jordan, his parents and the rest of the people waiting in the lobby around the TV. There was a breaking news report.

“This is Monica Cosgrove reporting live from Seatac International Airport, scene of an unprecedented terrorist attack. Moments ago an armed gunman broke onto the main concourse and began firing his weapon at travelers. Hundreds are trapped inside, and while the police are trying to plan their next move, many are wondering, where is the Boy Wonder…”

“Holy shit,” Bobby exclaimed.

We’ll have to talk about this later. You need to get going, said Spencer.

Ok, I’ll meet you back at your place when I’m done.

Like hell, I’m coming with you.

Bobby wanted to object, but there wasn’t any time to argue.

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