Going Bi -3

Guys, all the sections of the story are written, I simply need time to give each a final look-over and formatting before posting. Sorry for the delays.
Once again, remember that all of these are strictly gay, boy/boy. Please don’t bother reading if you are not interested in that. You would be disappointed.

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For the remainder of the evening, Tyler and I stayed close to one another. After his second beer, David fell asleep on the billiard room couch. Close to three, Dad and Rachael came home, leaned into the billiard room, and barely said hi before Rachael dragged dad off to bed.

“I’m crashing, too,” Brandon said. “I’ll take the bed in the front guest room.”

“Yeah, me, too,” Jason agreed. He turned to Tyler. “Grab a bed or couch wherever you want, or you can have the left side of my bed if you want.”

“Thanks,” Tyler said, making no move to leave the pool table.

“Yeah, well,” Jason said. “You know where everything is.”

“Yep.”

Jason left.

“Or,” I said, “you can share my bed with me.”

Tyler grinned and laid his pool cue on the table. I laid mine beside his. “I gotta piss first,” I told him. “Down here, to let everyone get upstairs and into bed.”

“You go first,” Tyler told me.

I nodded. Best to go separately; I’d never be able to relax enough to piss with him standing beside me at the toilet.

We took our turns in the bathroom closest to the billiard room, and then Tyler followed me upstairs. I let him go into my room first and then closed the door behind us. Jason and I each had a king-size bed — I’m sure my dad wanted us to have plenty of room for girls. My room was lit by only by my saltwater aquarium. I liked to leave the tank light on — I knew you aren’t supposed to leave it on all the time, but I left it on a lot. Tyler went right to it. “Wow,” he murmured. “This is awesome!”

I bent beside him, and pointed out my fish. Tyler turned to me, our eyes met, he looked away, then back.

“It doesn’t seem real, right?” I said.

Tyler nodded. “I’ve never done anything like, you know…”

“Me neither.”

Tyler raised his eyebrows.

“With a guy,” I said straightening up. He straightened up, I shook my head, looking him up and down. “Girls don’t count. Not anymore.”

“Are you gay?” Tyler asked quietly.

“Yeah. I have been a long time,” I said. “Just never knew another guy I could do stuff with.”

Tyler nodded. The grin returned. “You know what I thought when you came out to the pool today in your Speedo and then just stood there at the edge of the pool? I thought, now THAT’s why I’m gay!”

I laughed uncertainly. “You mean you like how I look?”

“Dude! Yeah!” he said, his eyes dropping down my body.

“But, but,” I said, “you’re the one who’s so damn hot!”

His eyes brightened. “You like me?”

“Dude! Yeah!” I said.

His face grew serious. “Will you undress me?”

“Yeah.”

I pulled off his shirt, and then pulled off mine. I bellied up to him, slipping a forearm behind his back. Tyler wrapped his arms around my neck. Our lips pressed. His slender body was firm, his belly taut. I wrapped a second arm around him and our bodies pressed full length. He opened his mouth to mine and I probed in with my tongue. Our cocks stirred. Mine rose left. I felt his slide up beneath his shorts against my right leg.

Tyler loosened his arms around my neck and leaned back. “Are you starting to shake again, like you did earlier on the couch?