This is based on the author's feelings, beliefs, and in some cases experience but it is a work of pure fiction. Come to think of it, it may not always be that pure! There may be graphic sexual encounters at times between men, so if this offends you or you are otherwise not allowed by law, etc., you are invited to retreat. Otherwise ... enjoy!
Cast of characters:
Kyle Tragg -- That's me! Kevin -- My older brother. Ron -- my dad Chrissy -- my mom Mike Newberry -- New Best Friend.
Tommy Newberry -- Mike's Dad. Bob -- Old best friend Jorge -- New friend
From Chapter 6:
"Kye-Kye -- do you think you'd even want Mike to suck you?" Asked Kevin
"I -- I -- dunno, Kev. I guess -- if he -- um -- maybe wanted to -- um -- er -- or was just wondering what it would be like to um -- do it ... I'd be the natural one he would ... um ... you know? We're like -- buds! If he did -- I'd never tell anyone. And he knows it."
"Yeah. That's what a good friend is. Someone you can ask if you could try to suck him and know he'd still love you and that ... it wouldn't ever go beyond the two of you." Said Kevin.
"I guess." I said.
"Some brothers are like that." He said. Then there was another long pause. We were getting pretty tired.
Then it hit me like a gale force wind. "Kev!"
"Yeah?"
"Did -- um -- did -- did -- I mean ... were you hinting about ... did you want me to -- suck YOU off?" I asked him.
Chapter 7
"I didn't say tha-at!" Said Kevin as if it hadn't occurred to him at all.
"It seemed like it ... maybe." I said, "Were you hinting at it?"
"I never said I wanted you to!" Said Kevin.
"But ... if I was willing ... would you want me to?"
"Oh, Kye-Kye! I don't know!" He said. "Why? Did you ... I mean -- have you thought about ... that is ... do you think you want to do that?"
"I'd do anything for you, Kev!" I said.
"But ... but ... it wouldn't seem fair, Kye! I wouldn't want to ... um ... do you!"
"It's not about that, Kev. I love you ... you're my brother. You'd do a lot of things for me! That's not your thing. You see, Bro? I'd LOVE to do that FOR you ... AND ... love doing it!"
I was glad it was dark in our room and he didn't have to see the look on my face. I was embarrassed on one hand, but I wanted so much to suck my brother off! And not just because it was another dick to suck! It would be a bonding experience with the guy I loved the most in the world.
"Kye-Kye -- you have to understand. I'm NOT gay!"
"I don't WANT you to be gay, Kev -- any more than you want ME to be gay! But ... I AM gay and ... you're not."
"How ... um ... how -- how ... would you do it?" He asked.
"Will you just trust me to do it ... right?"
"Oh, Kye! This is sick! We're brothers!"
"Lot's of brothers play with each other!" I said.
"But not at our age!"
"How do you know what other brothers do in their own bedroom? This never leaves our bedroom, Kevin!"
"I've -- um -- heard about things that ... things that go on ... in frat houses sometimes. I wonder if that's real?"
"I dunno. Who cares"
"I dunno ... Kye ... I just don't know. Are we talking about tonight?"
"If not now then ... when?"
"Kye-Kye, I don't want this to fuck up our relationship. I love you, Kye! I don't want this to come between us."
"I love you too, Kevin. The only thing this might do that could be ... um ... negative ... is that it might spoil you for any blow job a girl might do for you!" I giggled.
"You're too funny! I've had a few of those ... and they were great! I always feel bad because the girl always spits out the ... um ... my jizzum. It must taste worse to them than it does to me. When I suck on a girl's twat, I never spit it out. I suck it up and swallow everything that she gives me! but they don't seem to - "
"Are you ready?" I said.
"Omigod! I dunno!" He said.
"I'm coming over!" I said.
"Oh, Kye-Kye, um, be careful ... I mean -- omigod!"
I started by kissing his right nipple. "What -- what the hell are you doing! That's not - "
"Just relax Kev. If this is the only time I get to do this for you, let me do it my way. I promise you will like it. Close your eyes and pretend I'm a girl if you need to."
He wiggled and took a deep shuddering breath which he blew out in a huge sigh.
I kissed then sucked that nipple and then the other, while at the same time massaging the one I was not kissing. He was moaning his approval. I massaged his glutes. He tensed up when I did that, then relaxed. I worked my way down to his genitals. I sucked each nut, while he suppressed his moans. He stopped me.
"Kye -- lock our door!"
I hopped up, did it, and came back and he had partially lost his boner. I lay my naked body on his and just relaxed there for a few moments. He hugged me close. "I never knew this could feel so good -- so -- comforting ... or something." He said.
I again started where I was, kissing his neck and working down again past his belly button and sucked his balls again, stroking his inner thighs with my thumbs. I was really in new territory because I had never done this before. I just did what I thought I'd like someone to do to me. When I ran my hand up his crack, he tensed and then relaxed again as he got used to my hand swiping past his anal sphincter.
He started his low moans again.
"Are you boys okay in there? Said our dad form outside the locked door.
"Ohhhh yeeeeaahhh" Said Kevin. "Kyle is massaging my sore muscles!"
"Oh, yeah, it's great to have a brother, huh? Work those knots out of your brother, Kyle! G'night boys. We're going to bed."
Bed -- for mom and Dad -- is at the complete other end of the house. It was a small, moderate home, but that was done right at least!
I again started to suck his balls and massage his butt, making sure that my hand often stroked past his anus. He moaned every time that happened.
Then I started to lick the head of his dick. He let out a loud, high pitched moan this time. "SHhhh!" I cautioned. I licked all around the head and then down the shaft. He was producing copious amounts of pre-cum. I licked that. He was right, it was bitter. I spit it mixed with my saliva into my hand and as I lowered my mouth over the head, I rubbed the wetness from my hand to his tight sphincter.
"Oh God, Kye! Why are you doing that?"
"Does it feel good?"
"Yeah, but - "
"Then just enjoy it!"
"Yeah ... you're right. You're the pro here, aren't you?"
"I wouldn't exactly say that!" I giggled. "I'm just doing what I think I'd like someone to do to me. Do you like it so far?"
"Do you have to ask. Stop talking!" He said breathlessly. I started to bob down and down ... deeper with each stroke. He wasn't as big as me, but he WAS long enough to reach my throat. I gagged.
"Are you okay, Kye-Kye?"
"Yeah. I wanna try this. I've never done it!"
I concentrated hard and pushed down past my gag reflex and went all that way to his pubes. I forced myself to stay down and swallowed several times. "Oh god, Kye -- that is incredible!"
I pulled off. "Glad you like it! Thanks for letting me try it!" I said and went down again. This time it was a little easier. I started a rhythmical bobbing all the way down every time. His breathing started to get deeper and faster.
"Kye! I' think I'm gonna come. Spit it out!" I pulled off for a moment.
"Kev -- I wanna try something else ... will you let me?"
"You - you've -- never done this before have you?"
"Yes, but never like this. Don't be surprised at anything I might do."
"Go for it!"
I started to slowly bob again, and again I spit a bunch of his pre, mixed with the huge amount of saliva I was making ... into my hand. I rubbed that on his ass hole. Then as I picked up speed again, bobbing I put my finger in his hole.
"FUCK!" he said. Whatthefuck ... are you doing?!"
"Don't you trust me, Kevin?"
"I do, but there -- there's - shit in there!"
"I KNOW what's in there. But that's not what I'm probing for. Will you let me do this right?"
"I know what you're probing for ... my prostate. Go slow, KyeKye! Take it slow and easy. If you've never done this, I've never even considered it!"
I started sucking again. It had started to soften, but it quickly came to attention again, as I sucked on it and slipped my finger inside him. Again he moaned loudly. "Try to relax." I said. He did.
I started to probe in and out as I bobbed up and down on his boner. Soon my finger was completely in and feeling around. "Up toward my dick, Bro. that's where it is. A sports doc hit it once or twice ... I know you can ... oh yeah! That's' eeee! Ohhh! You found it!"
I started to stroke it hard as I picked up speed sucking. He again started to breath raggedly and deeply. "Pull off, Kye ... PULL OFF. I'm gonnd ... errrrg -- akkkkkkkg ... ohhhh Kyyyyeeee! I'm soooo sorry! I mean ohhhh ... that's ... aaaiiiii! Ah -- ah -- ah -- ah= ah! YES! YES! YEssssssss!" He said as his head flopped all over his pillow.
He was still gasping for air when he grabbed my shoulders and arms and jerked me up to his face and started to kiss me passionately.
Then he collapsed down onto the mattress, and just huffed and puffed while massaging my shoulders. Then it started. He started to whimper like a young teen. "Kye ... Kye ... kye! How can I ever repay you! I can't! There is no way I can see to do anything that intense for you. Oh Kye! I owe you big time!"
"You don't owe me anything, Kevin.´ I said. "Did you think I didn't like that?"
"But you swallowed my gross jizz!! You shouldn't have done that! I mean you didn't have to - "
"I wanted to, Bro. Like you said ... it's an acquired taste!" I giggled. So did my macho, footballer brother. He giggled like a girl!
"Kye?"
"Yeah?"
"I'm gonna get even with you for that. I'll find a way!"
"There's nothing to get even with, Kev! I loved doing it -- to you and for you!"
"I know, but ... I ... gotta find a way to ... I have it! I know how to repay you!"
"You gonna let me do it again?" I said, with another giggle.
"NO! I'm gonna do you!"
"Kevin you don't have to - "
"I know I don't. You made that clear before we started. But I want to! I want to give you that same pleasure! I never knew I could feel anything close to this kind of love for my brother -- or anyone! And ... I didn't make believe you were a girl! But ... Kye, I don't feel any different than before we did that. I still am not gay! But I want to give you the love you gave to me!"
"We could never be even, Kev," I said quietly.
"Why?"
"Because -- I did it because ... one ... I love you and two, because I love sucking dick! You'd be doing it because you love me, but in spite of not liking what you were doing. That's got to be a truer measure of love. I just did something every gay guy alive likes to do. You'd do something you hated ... for me! I couldn't even get even for that!"
"Let's stop trying to see who gave each other the most and just love that we can love each other this much! Okay?" He said, chuckling.
"Okay." I said simply.
"Only ... maybe not this instant ... okay? I just want to lay here and enjoy this for now." I said okay and started to roll off him. "Who said you could get off?" He said.
I giggled softly and scooted down enough to lay my head on his chest. I love you, Kev." I said drowsily.
"Oh yes! Oh ... GOD, I love you Kye!"
I never said anything about the kiss. He probably didn't even realize he got that carried away.
I woke up in the morning, it was still dark, and I was still perched on top of my brother. My pee wood was sticking through his legs and grounded out on the sheet. I tried to roll off him. "Morning, Kye-Kye!" He said
"Gotta go pee!" I said and got up and ran to the bathroom and he followed me. We both painfully bent our boners down and peed into the bowl. Some went on the floor and also ran down the tank. We both accused the other of missing. By the time we got back to bed, mine was drooping at least at a 45 degree down angle.
"You ready?" Said Kevin.
"Ready ... for what?"
"It's your turn ... I mean MY turn ... to do you!"
"Kev -- you don't have to - "
"Nuh-uh! You don't get away with that! Fair is fair! Lie back and enjoy!"
Wow! I never imagined in a million years that my brother, Kevin Tragg -- would ever be in the position he was in this morning. I closed my eyes and almost went back to sleep as he tried to duplicate everything I had done for him last night.
When he started to suck my balls, I awoke with a start. I cried out. I guess I DID go back to sleep. "Shh-sh! Kye!" Said my brother. He popped up and relocked the door again.
He came back and as I had done the night before, he started again and this time I stayed awake.
When he got to the part where he thought it was time to loosen up my ass, I wasn't making nearly the amount of pre-jizz that his huge balls provided, so he reached into his drawer next to his bed and pulled out some hand cream. We both had it next to our beds ... in case out hands got chapped in the middle of the night!
He squirted it right into my ass. I felt the cold creamy stuff go in and seemed to spread out and cool everything in there!
Then as he sucked my ... he didn't even try to deep throat my bigger-than-usual boner ... as he sucked on it, he started to finger me. He easily found my prostate and started to flip it as he sucked up and down on my shaft. It was my turn to flip out with what he was doing.
I had told him I wasn't sure I wanted to fuck with a guy, but this wasn`t just any guy and I was craving him to put his boner right up where his finger was ... but I didn't dare ask!
When we finished, there was a knock at the door. "Muscles still tight, Kevin?" Dad said. I froze, petrified!
"Naw, Dad. I was just getting even with my brother for last night! One good turn deserves another!"
"Are you ready to get up?"
"Not Me! He just about put me to sleep!" I said
"I could sleep a little longer too, Dad."
"Good! I'm not quite ready yet either. It's been getting cold in the mornings. I just got up to adjust the heater a bit when I heard you guys ... doing what you were ... doing. See you later this morning!"
"Do you think he suspects what we were doing?" I whispered.
"Dad's not a dummy, Kye. But he won't mention it again unless we do."
"I won't!" I avowed.
"I know you won't ... me neither."
At breakfast:
"Did you boys sleep well last night?" Said Mom.
"I think they did!" Said Dad. "They turned their bedroom into a massage parlor. It made me jealous hearing them pleasing each other!"
"I'll massage you sometime Dad!" said Kevin. "How about right after breakfast?"
"How about tonight - just before I go to sleep -- just like Kyle did you?"
Dad didn't know what he was asking! (Unless of course he did!)
"So ... next week is up at Cal Berkeley." Said Dad. "We won't be able to make many away games, but we could drive up to the Berkeley game. We can stay with your Uncle Jack in San Jose. You wanna go, Kyle?"
"I'm thinking that maybe Mike and Bob would like to go too." I said. "Both of them practically idolize Kev! We can get a motel."
"I'm sure your Uncle Jack would love to put your friends up too."
"Well ... thing is ... if Mike goes, his dad might too and if he does, then his roommate might."
"Well let me know so I can let Jack know. If it's only three of you, there will be room, I'm sure."
I called Mike right after breakfast. "Hey, Bud! My dad said we could stay at my uncle's in SJ if we wanted to go up to the USC game with CAL Berkeley next weekend. Whattaya think?"
"Oh ... let me see what I have going on. My dad went to Berkeley for awhile ... he may like to come too!"
"Oh! Um -- if it's more than three of us, we'll have to get a motel. Dad doesn't want to impose on Uncle Jack that much. Bob may want to go too. You know how he likes my brother!"
"Everyone likes your brother!"
"Thanks." I said, not too successful at keeping the jealousy out of my voice.
"I like and admire your brother, Kyle. I LOVE you!"
"Um ... yeah ... sorry I'm so insecure! You must get tired of that!"
"I wish you weren't, but don't worry about it! If we have to get a motel, we'll work it out somehow. I assume that Kevin will stay with the team somewhere, huh?"
"Yeah. Well, let me know by our Chem class on Tuesday."
"Sure thing. Um ... Kyle ... have you given any more thought to that other thing ... you know ... you and my dad?"
(As if I could think of much else!)
"Do you know if he's even interested in me? Jorge seems to want to continue ... with me ... now. After our first couple times together, he decided we shouldn't ... any more, but now he's having second thoughts! I don't know what to do about that. And if he's gonna room with your dad, that would make it even weirder."
"Yeah ... dude is awfully old, don't you think?"
"You're dad's old enough to be my dad!" I said
"Barely ... but that other dude is 42!"
"Yeah ... he's old enough to be ... oh! My dad!"
"Look, maybe we should just let things happen naturally. I just think it'd be cool if ... and anyway ... Dad is more like an older brother than a dad -- even to me! just consider ... it."
Tuesday Chem class: "Kye, I'm sorry ... but this old friend of mine from San Francisco, Jamie Cosentino is going to be in town this weekend. He just emailed me last night and ... I gotta stay here for him. But my dad ... he wants to go so bad! He says he'll pay his way if you need to get a room."
"Just the two of us?" I said, dubiously.
"Oh -- and other dude wants to come too." Said Mike
"Great!" I said, not exactly exuberantly.
"I know ... sorry! Is Bob going?"
"I hope so!" I said.
We drove up Friday afternoon ... again in Jorge's car. Jorge, Tommy, Bob and me. I sat in the back seat with Bob. Tommy and Jorge shared a bed and so did Bob and I Friday night. The game was Saturday afternoon, and when it was over ... USC won! ... then ... You might say the perfect storm hit. We had planned to stay Saturday night as well.
"Tommy, could you drive everyone home?" Said Jorge, reluctantly. "I got a call from my uncle in San Mateo. My aunt is dying and I have to go be with him! I'll get a bus home."
That left just me, Bob and Tommy in the room. Then my brother asked if Bob and I wanted to stay with him in the Hotel that night ... he had a room to HIMself, because his teammate who was in his room went to visit family too.
"Oh gosh, Kev!" I said. "That'd leave Tommy out in the cold. Bob -- would you want to go with Kevin?"
Bob looked at me gratefully. "You -- you wouldn't mind?"
"Not if you want to."
"A chance to party with the whole USC team? Hell yes I want to!"
"I doubt you'd like it that much anyway, squirt!" Said my brother.
Kevin called me that when he really wanted me to love him!
"Yeah, I'd probably get a massive case of blue balls!" I giggled.
"Pervert!" Laughed my brother.
"Have fun, Guys!" I said, feeling somewhat left out, but also feeling both nervous and excited about staying with Tommy in the motel!
We dropped Bob off at the hotel and drove in relative silence to our little motel. It was too cold to swim, but the hot tub was open until nine, so we decided to do that. Tommy's youthful body was in full view as we changed to our swim suits. Surprisingly, Tommy's was a Speedo. He saw my eyes get round. "Sorry, guess I should have brought some trunks!"
"It's okay." I said evenly. "You look good in it!" I said ... and immediately felt like I said too much already!
In the hot tub, we had just gotten comfortable and talked a little about the game and then a little about my golf technique. I thought he was admiring my torso ... and I sure was ... his! A cocktail waitress came from the bar at the restaurant next door, and asked if we wanted something to drink. "No thanks, I don't drink." Said Tommy. "You want anything, Kyle?"
"Naw ... I don't much like to drink either. Anyway, I'm too young to drink ... out."
"Well, now I feel old!" Said Tommy.
Shit! I know how to spoil a moment!
"How about a soda?" Tommy added.
He seemed to want to do SOMEthing for me but I was too dense to pick up on it. "No thanks."
After the hot tub, we went back to our room. "You wanna watch a movie after dinner?" Asked Tommy.
"That'd be cool." I said.
We went to the restaurant next to the motel and ate lightly. It was well past dark when we came back to the room. I let him choose a movie, and since the TV was set up in front of one of the beds, we both lounged on it to watch the TV in our underwear ... shirtless.
It seemed like both of us wanted to say something. But we sat ... right next to each other ... for most of the movie. Finally I decided I had to do something! I just let my arm touch his. I wanted to see if he moved his arm away. He didn't.
Then we both started to speak at once. We laughed and he said, "You first!"
"I guess it must kind of suck, not being ... I mean ... having to move out like you did ... all of a sudden."
I wished I could take it back, when I saw his uncomfortable look. "I mean -- did you - "
"I probably didn't have to move out so quickly. But we had a disagreement -- a pretty heated one. After we cooled down, we knew it was a stupid argument. But I was already out and at the hotel in Pico. So I decided that was that."
We watched the movie some more. "Oh!" I said. "You -- you -- were gonna say something."
Our arms were still touching.
Oh ... yeah. Well, it's just -- um -- I was wondering ... what it's like ... I mean -- how do you deal with ... being gay? I mean ... I know that you and Jorge - "
He left that suspended - like he suddenly knew he'd said more than he wanted to.
I looked over and he looked supremely embarrassed. "I'm sorry, Kyle ... I had no right to - "
I put my hand to his mouth to stop him. "Tommy ... Tom -- I like you." He had a confused look and I added, "I mean ... I reeeeeealy like you!"
"Oh! Um -- you do? I mean -- um -- thanks! I like - "
"Tommy -- did mike ask you anything ... about ... us?"
"You -- you -- and Mike?"
"No -- you and me." I said.
"Er -- um -- no. what -- what -- would he have said that - "
"Mike wants you and me to be better friends."
"Mike wants ... um -- MIKE wants? Why would ... I mean ... that's odd! Why would he - "
"Mike thinks you and I would really get along ... those were HIS words." I said.
"So .. when you said that you really like me - "
"What I said was I REEEEEALY like you!"
"Oh my goodness!" he said, finally taking his arm away.
"But I guess that you don't feel that way, huh?" I said.
He turned to me and grabbed my hand. He looked me in the eye and said, "You -- you -- don't think I'm a little old for you?"
"I dunno." I said. "Is Jorge too old for me?"
"I -- I -- dunno. I kind of wondered about that." Said Tommy. "How do you feel toward him?"
"Let me repeat myself a third time." I said. I REEEEEALY like you!" I said and I risked more than I thought I could: I kissed his lips. He didn't respond.
"Oh God! I guess I screwed that up!" I said.
"No. No you didn't, Kyle. I'm afraid I did. I've wanted to -- um -- I dunno - um -- I mean ever since we met, I've wanted to ... do just that: Kiss you!"
I came over closer to him and asked ... "Were you interested in seeing the rest of the movie?"
"Oh -- I've seen it."
"Me too." I said. I climbed over on top of him. This time when I kissed him, he responded. We both did. After a passionate kiss, he said, "I'm completely new to this. I've felt these urges for years, but never did anything about them. I mean with Mike and all, I couldn't exactly ... "
"I know, Tommy. I do. You did the right thing waiting until he was - "
"But what you need to know is ... I don't have the slightest idea how to do it."
"I'm pretty new to it too. Did you ever play with friends growing up?"
"I wanted to but -- the opportunity never came up."
"I did." I said. "But I'm still a novice!"
"What -- what -- I mean -- what have you -- um -- done?"
"Nothing much more than sucking. You ever been sucked?"
"Once by Mike's mom, when we were first married -- at 16. But -- she didn't like it much and never did it again."
"It's really -- um -- nice -- hot even -- when it's done right."
He kissed me again. We rearranged the pillows and lay down together. "Oh Gosh!" Said Tommy. "I've wanted this ... it seems my whole life and ... here I am with my son's best friend! And you said that Mike actually wants us to ... um ... do this?"
"He didn't go into specifics." I said. "He wishes neither of us was gay ... but since we are -- he thinks it'd be cool if we tried it with each other.
"I didn't even know he knew about me! How did he - "
"He saw the way we looked at each other."
"What? You were looking at me too?"
"That and ... loving your golf lessons!"
"Oh -- yeah -- that!" He said then he giggled ... exactly like Mike! The bedside table lamp was still on. I looked at Tommy ... and he looked at me. I don't know what he was seeing, but I know what I was seeing: Mike! It was hard to separate my love for Mike from my ... like for Tommy. I didn't see it until that moment: His boner was partially sticking up out the fly of his boxer shorts. I was marveling how in this light he looked so much like his son ... and his boner was so close to the same size, shape and color as Mike's as well.
I looked deeply into his eyes and then I reached out and ran my finger up from the base to the tip. He shuddered, closed his eyes, scooted down further and pushed his pelvis up and it came out even further. But when it came out further, more fully revealed, it was at least an inch longer than Mike's!
He breathed deep and opened his eyes and holding my gaze, he pulled down the waist band of my tighty whities. My bone popped out and I saw drool run down his chin.
"Ohhh -- Kyle! Ohhhh -- Kyle ... KYLE!! I get the feeling this is not quite right but ... that ... that ... THAT just makes my stomach turn somersaults!!" He said. He was rewarded be seeing a dollop of pre-cum ooze out of me. He gathered it up on his finger and put it in his mouth. He shuddered again. "Omigosh! Omigosh, Kyle ... this -- this -- this is so ... new to ... I've never ... oh, Kyle -- is this okay? I mean ... for us to be ... KYLE! Hoh!" he seemed on the verge of breaking down.
"How can anything that feels this good be NOT okay, Tommy?"
"But ... but ... but you're my son's best friend! Are you sure Mike is - "
"That was my first concern, Tom. I didn't want to screw up my friendship with Mike."
"He means a lot to you. Doesn't he?"
"He does ... mean a lot to me!"
"A lot more than I do!" Said Tommy, almost glumly.
"But I just barely know you, Tommy. And now that Mike had given ... well MORE than given his permission! It was his idea -- or at least he thought it was."
"Kyle ... seriously now ... do you believe that a relationship between guys as far apart age wise ... as we are ... can work? Because , I don't want to just play, Kyle. If we go for it I want to ... really ... go for it! I want to have ... with you ... or whoever I hook up with ... what I never could with Mike's mom."
"Tommy -- seriously -- I don't know. All I can say is that I would like to ... um ... give it a try." I felt every bit like the teenager I was at that moment.
"That's not good enough, Kyle." Said Tommy. "I want to go for it all the way and ... if it doesn't work ... then I'll know we both gave it all we had. "How do you feel about Jorge ... now?"
"Tommy, it's hard to think in terms of forever -- for me. I liked what Jorge and I had. I think ... I believe ... I'll like what we -- you and I -- will have even more. I WANNA be lov -- er -- um -- wanted by another guy. I just am not too sure about making promises at this time in my life."
"I see." He said, dejected. "Oh -- it's okay -- really it is. But ... I don't want to just experiment at this time ... in my ... life."
"What?!!" Exclaimed Mike. "So what'd you do ... just go to sleep? How could you even sleep after that? What's fucked is ... it sounds to me like you and my dad were sayin' the same thing. I'm going to talk to him."
"So -- Mike -- are you telling me ... for sure ... that you wouldn't care if Tommy and I ... erm ... got together?"
"Not care! Kyle! That doesn't express how I feel at all. I care deeply ... and it's what I would want for both of you!"
"And -- how about us -- Mike -- how will this affect OUR relationship?"
"Why should that - "
"Guys -- best friends especially -- like to talk about their ... the things they do. You and I have done some of that. Because of you, I am not quite so sickened about thinking about what a guy and a girl do. And ... I've gotten the idea -- because of talking to me ... and some of the things we have even done -- you don't mind talking about what I have done -- erm -- well, like with Jorge."
"You know I think he's too old ... but ... no, I don't mind it. I dunno, maybe I'm a little bisexual -- or something. But I like ... hearing about it ... at least."
"But as best friends ... will I ever be able to talk about what I do with -- your dad? I mean there may come a time when I don't want to tell anyone what I do with my guy. And that may be soon if your dad and I -- um ... I could see us getting pretty serious ... pretty soon."
"Dammit, Kyle! I'm talkin' to Dad tonight! NO! I'm not waiting for tonight!"
Mike flipped out his phone and pressed send twice, which told me that his dad was the last one he talked to. I felt I was close to my dad,, but I don't think it's as close as Mike is to his dad.
"Hey. Yeah. Yeah -- um -- we need to talk. Yeah -- about you and Kyle! Dad -- yeah. Right now would not be too soon. Yup! I DO. I -- think I can. Let me come over -- okay? Okay. Bye!"
"I'm going over to his place now. I didn't tell him I was with you. I'll have to get him away from Jorge. I don't want to screw you up with him if -- if ... Dad isn't ... isn't ... okay with it. See you later, Kye! Love you!" he hugged me closely.
"I love you too, Mike. More now that ever!"
He kissed my cheek. I went to kiss his cheek and he turned and I got his mouth. He grabbed and pulled me close and it was more than a peck to be sure! "Hee hee! I hope someday that a girl can kiss me like that!" He giggled. (Damn, I like that giggle!)
Who am I falling for? My feelings are so ... mixed up! Am I falling for Tommy ... or is it the "Mike" that I see in Tommy that I love? Did I just say love? Well, maybe I can at least admit it to myself! Now the question is ... Am I falling in love with Tommy?
Notes: Or is Kyle falling in love with what he sees of his best friend ... IN Tommy? Thanks for all your comments. I am both heartened and amused by some of your comments and ... (heh) wish lists! Always feel free to comment ... to -- Steve at stevethomas535@hotmail.com. Thanks again and ... Love, Steve