The guardian angel Galen looked down upon the young boy of only 18 as he did everyday. He watched as the boy cried himself to sleep once more. Galen's job as his guardian angel was to keep evil spirits and demons away from the boy and do his best to steer him in the right direction. He was however, powerless when it came to the vicious trials of highschool.
Being just less than 5' Quinn was very small for his age. He was very skinny as well and wore thick glasses; he had floppy brown hair and sea blue eyes; though not a lot of people got to see those lovely eyes due to his thick glasses. When Quinn was just 8 he was in a terrible car accident which left his mother dead and him in a 4 week coma. The car accident caused him some brain damage and when he had come out of the coma he had to learn to speak again and when he did learn, he was left with a terrible stutter which he still carried today.
Quinn was very shy and kept to himself, after the accident his father kept him in a sheltered life and homeschooled him until high school. Quinn thought that he would be able to just keep to himself and stick to his studies, but unfortunately he became the target for all of the other students. He was picked on nearly every day of his high school life. He was made fun of because of his height, his glasses and most of all, his stutter. He'd lost count how many times people quoted Adam Sandler's line in Billy Madison "T-t-t-t-today jr.!"
In grade 11 the taunting became more sexual. This was because he had to take gym in order to graduate, and after gym the class had to hit the showers. The first gym class when he had to go to the showers he tried to hide from the other boys but it was as if they had their sights set on humiliating the poor boy. One of the bigger boys eventually caught a glimpse at Quinn's less than average sized penis and cracked a joke to one of the other guys. Eventually everyone just added that to their list of things to tease him about.
Being Quinn's guardian angel, Galen had to watch his beloved Quinn go through all of this. When Quinn was 15 Galen had gained permission from the archangel in charge to enter Quinn's dreams and soothe him that way. Every night from then on Galen would enter Quinn's dreams and listen to his soul cry and do his best to comfort him. It had worked for awhile; he would care for Quinn and show him love, of course Quinn would remember none of this when he awoke, he would just feel as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. But after awhile even that had stopped helping;
The angel continued to enter the boy's dreams though, but for about a year now he'd been showing Quinn a different kind of love. Instead of showing him the sort of love you would to your own child, he showed him the kind of love you would a lover, and these dreams Quinn DID remember. Galen had given Quinn the most memorable wet dreams he'd ever had.
At first Quinn had felt a bit guilty about thinking these sorts of things, he always knew he was different and that he liked guys but never wanted to admit it to himself for fear someone would find out and that would just add to the list of things people tormented him with. But as he kept getting these dreams he felt comforted, his dream lover was always gentle and loving and he'd never felt so loved before, but it saddened him that these were only dreams, and therefore not real.
Galen knew immediately when Quinn was asleep, and just as he had done since the boy was 15 years old he entered his dreams.
***
Quinn woke up the next morning to the sound of his alarm clock reminding him that it was time to wake up or he would be late for school. Quinn was sweating all over and as he got out of bed he realized that his underwear was soaking wet. Right away he remembered the dream he had had last night, and so many nights before that. He blushed as he undressed and threw his underwear and pyjama pants into the dirty hamper, hoping that when his dad did the laundry that he wouldn't notice all of his soiled underwear. Quinn put on his glasses, got dressed and went out to the kitchen for some breakfast.
"Hey Quinn, how'd you sleep last night?" Jackson asked gently, so as not to startle his son.
"F-f-f-fine d-dad." Quinn stammered as he turned into the kitchen to see his father preparing some breakfast for them.
"You sure? I thought I heard you moaning last night, thought you might've been having a bad dream or something." Jackson said, knowing full well his son was having a wet dream, but not wanting to embarrass him. He also knew that Quinn had been dreaming about a man, now that had been a surprise to him when he heard Quinn calling out a man's name, he didn't quite catch the name but it sounded something like 'Glen'. But unlike some father's, Jackson was quite alright with his son being gay, all he wanted was for his son to be able to talk to him about it, he knew it was bad for him to keep it all bottled up inside and have no one to talk to but Jackson also wasn't sure how to approach him about it, he figured in time when Quinn was ready, he'd come to him.
Jackson didn't miss Quinn's eyes go wide upon hearing that he was moaning in his sleep. Quinn never knew he made sounds while asleep. Now he was worried about what else he may have said or what he may say in the future.
"N-n-no bad dreams d-dad, e-e-everyth-thing i-i-is f-f-f-fine." Quinn told his father while managing a week smile.
"Ok bud, well here is your egg sandwich, eat up and I'll take you to school." Jackson said smiling at his son. He knew that his son was bullied in school and if it were up to him he'd still be homeschooling him, but the promotion at work unfortunately had him traveling a lot now. He was tempted to turn it down to stay with Quinn but they really needed the money. He'd tried several times to get the school involved with the problems Quinn was having, but they couldn't do anything if Quinn didn't tell them what was happening, and Quinn simply had no intentions of talking about it. "Quinn, I won't be here when you get back home today after school, I have to go on a business meeting in New York, I'll be back sometime next week. I'll call every night to check up on you and if something is wrong don't you dare hesitate to call me, I swear I'll be on the first flight home. I just bought groceries so there is plenty of food for you, I'll leave some money in case you feel like going out or ordering some pizza or something." He told Quinn before bending down and giving Quinn a kiss on the forehead, he didn't care how old his son was, he was never too old to get a kiss from his old man
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"O-ok d-dad." Quinn looked up nodding, visibly unhappy his father had to leave. His father was really the only one Quinn got to interact with without being teased or beaten up and now that he was leaving Quinn was going to be even lonelier than he already was.
"Alright Quinn, time to go or you're going to be late for school!" Jackson said, also unhappy about the fact that he was leaving Quinn.
***
Galen was ecstatic, he had just had a meeting with the archangel council and pleaded his case regarding Quinn and why he should have permission to enter the boy's life and he won! Sure, there have been plenty of angels to enter the lives of the human's under their care, but in those situations the human didn't know it was their angel and said angel only entered for a short period of time to give them a nudge in the right direction and then went back to watching them from above. Galen had just been granted permission to enter Quinn's life for the rest of his natural life. And not only that, Quinn was going to KNOW that Galen is his guardian angel, and should Quinn accept it Galen will take him under his wing and love and cherish the boy he'd grown so fond of. There have been very few angels that have been able to do this and now Galen was going to be among them, the only way you are granted this is if it is feared that the human is at risk of taking his or her life, and that was a definite concern with Quinn. Now all Galen had to do was figure out how and when he was going to enter the boy's life.
***
Quinn went through most of the day just trying to avoid the group of boys that usually bullied him, which today wasn't all that hard as the leader of their little gang wasn't there today, but Quinn was sure one of them would do something if they seen him. And unfortunately he was right, although it wasn't until last period in world religions class. Ryan Ekert - one of the boys that picked on him - was in that class as well.
Mrs. Walsh was teaching her students about Hinduism when she looked over at Quinn. She always had a soft spot for him, he was a very smart boy but so very shy, and she knew a lot of the boys gave him a hard time. "Can anybody tell me what Moksha is? Quinn? How about you answer that for us." She said looking at Quinn. She knew he hated it when she picked him, he didn't like to talk in front of people due to his stutter but she wanted to give him the mark he deserved because he was very smart, but unfortunately class participation was part of that mark and to give it to him she needed him to participate.
"M-m-moksha i-i-is l-liberation f-f-from th-th-th-the c-c-cycle o-o-of d-death a-a-and r-r-rebirth" Quinn stammered wishing she hadn't picked him.
"Thank you Quinn, and you are correct." She said giving him a smile.
About midway through class, Jamie Morsen - the football captain - got up to sharpen his pencil. Now the class pencil sharpener was right in front of Quinn's desk and because of this, Jamie's jean clad ass was right in front of Quinn. Quinn couldn't help but think about how muscular he must be, and then his thoughts went back to his dream lover and HIS muscular ass, the feel of it beneath Quinn's hands, how smooth it was to feel. He'd never gotten to get a look at his dream lover's face as all of the dreams he'd had it was dark and he couldn't see his lover - just feel him. He imagined Jamie as his dream lover; and like most young men, Quinn's cock was rather uncooperative, and to Quinn's horror began to get hard. Luckily his lap was under his desk and no one would be able to see his tented pants unless they looked underneath his desk.
"Alright, Michelle I want you to put the answers to question 1 on the board, Ryan you do 2 and Suzy you can do number 3." Mrs. Walsh said referring to the homework from the night before.
Ryan walked past Quinn pretending to trip and fall into Quinn which caused Quinn to drop his pencil onto the floor. Forgetting his erection for a moment he got up to retrieve his pencil knowing full well that Ryan wouldn't pick it up for him. Ryan immediately noticed the tenting in Quinn's pants and burst out laughing causing the rest of the class to look up from what they were doing. At first Quinn didn't realize what it was they were laughing at until he remembered his erection, he truly wished he could just crawl into a hole and hide there.
"Quinn! I knew you liked me, but not that much!" He said pointing to Quinn's crotch so everyone in the classes attention was focused on the tenting.
