Innocence Lost

A/N In this updated release, I corrected a ton of formatting failures and several typos as well as added a current picture of the path that we followed the night I both confirmed my desire for MM sex as well as having given my virginity to "Donnie". "Donnie" and I spent the next 6 years playing out our fantasies in the dark.

He is now happily married to the man of his dreams and mostly loyal, until we met up again 20 plus years after I moved away.

Thank you for reading or re-reading this monumental event in my life. Feel free to vote and leave your comments and thoughts. They're always so appreciated! ~Aiden

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Looking back over his shoulder as he sprinted away from the little shabby gray cottage of a house that he needed escape from. With tears rolling down his dirty cheek, Aiden slowed his sprint to a fast walk. He couldn't stand being in that house when they were drunk. At least he was finally far enough away from them that he could no longer hear them screaming at each other. Drinking and yelling was the norm at the Jivin dump.

Making his way past the a string of closely packed dumpy little and nearly condemned houses, Aiden turned right and continued towards his destination, a little clearing on the marshy shore of Lake Erie. He made his way past the last home and climbed the dike. Here he was free, free to hide from the world, his parents, the kids at school... everyone. He was alone with the lapping of the waves as they crashed against the shore, the distant call of the gulls near the inlet and an occasional splash of a spawning carp.He was safe in his happy place.

Pitching rocks into the water, his tears still slowly falling from his blue eyes, Aiden couldn't stand the life he had been given. A drunk mom and step-dad, half brother and half sister that held rank over him and a sperm donor that had deserted him long before he ever outgrew diapers. All he wanted was a piece of happiness. This is where he found it.

Watching the gulls in the distance, Aiden always admired the way they didn't seem to care. They just did what they had to do. When the wind coming off of the lake was strong in their face, they flapped their wings frantically but making little progress in the direction they were facing. But it didn't matter, they pumped their grayish white wings just as hard as they could anyway.

He didn't have any fight left. Aiden just wanted to disappear and he wondering if they would even miss him. Would anyone would miss him. He knew that was silly, he did have a couple close friends that he hung out with. He believed they would miss him. So would their parents, his unofficially adopted moms and dads.

As the spring sun sunk behind the trees he started to feel the cold of the lake wind on his uncovered skin. The cut off jeans and t-shirt he escaped in offered little protection against the May Michigan evenings. Shivering, he decided it was time to go home. "Maybe they'd be passed out before I get back." he mumbled to himself making his way back into the once beach resort turned low income neighborhood he grew up in.

Coming out of the marshy swamp the way he came in, he slowly trudged past the weathered and dilapidated houses he passed on his way there. It was about a mile walk back to the house he lived in, however he decided to take a longer route home to better the chance of his parents being passed out when he got back. Taking a right, he ventured to the back of the neighborhood.

The street was lined with the same "A"frame style, run down single story cottages as every other street in that area. The difference with this road from the others, the houses to his right were bordered by the small forest filled peninsula he just emerged from. As he walked down the road, he noticed the street lights were coming on.

"They'll be pissed if they're still awake when I get there." he mouned to himself under his breath.

But did he even really care anymore? He could care less how pissed they were. He hated them and all of their self inflicted tragedy. As he neared the end of the road, he could no longer hear the roar of the waves. The lake was always a comfort to him.