Going Bi – 5

I’m remembering that if you post too many parts to a story at one time, you’ll start getting negative votes just clear the parts off the recent list. I may slow down the posting.

This part continues to be b/b and gay. Please do not bother reading unless you are into it.

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“What the fuck!” Jason exclaimed.

My eyes flew open. I had been sleeping on my stomach and Tyler had been sleeping with an arm and leg thrown over my back, his morning wood pressed to the side of my butt. We were still naked, of course, and though we had been under the bedcovers earlier, those were now down onto the backs of our legs. Standing beside my bed was my brother Jason.

Panicking, I looked for Brandon and David, but only Jason was in the room and he had evidently closed the door behind him when he came in.

Tyler was coming awake, too, but didn’t roll off me, not with a hardon. Instead, he tried to slide down behind me.

Jason wheeled and started to leave.

“You aren’t going to tell anyone are you?” I asked.

“Oh yeah!” he said, wheeling on me and exclaiming with his hands. “Hey guys, guess what goes on at my house! Wait till I tell you about my best friend and my brother, who I THOUGHT were so cool — NO! I’m not going to tell anybody!” He glared at me. “This is seriously freaking me out. I gotta get outta here.” He started to turn for the door again. “I’m going with the other guys over to Brandon’s house.” He paused and his eyes dropped back to our naked bodies, and darted away. “Shit!” he yelled. “Shit! Shit! Shit!” He slammed the door behind him.

A second later, it opened again and he leaned inside. “And lock your fucking door!” he yelled, flipping the lock and slamming it again.

I turned to look at Tyler. His eyes were wide and he swallowed hard.

“Wait! Did he say he thought I was cool?” I asked. “He never told me that!”

Tyler’s eyes went wider.

“Well,” I said, rolling onto my back, “at least he locked the door for us.”

Tyler sat up and frowned down at me. “You aren’t taking this very seriously,” he said.

“I’m scared shitless,” I admitted, “but there’s not much I can do about it. Sometimes Jason can be an asshole like my dad. Sometimes he’s the world’s best little brother.”

I crossed my arms behind my head. “I’ve always been afraid that it showed — you know, my being gay. I’ve always been afraid someone would find out.”

“Yeah,” Tyler said, laying back down onto his back beside me and crossing his arms behind his head. “Me, too. I suppose all gay guys feel that way.”

“At least until they come out of the closet,” I said.

“Maybe even after that,” Tyler suggested.

I rolled my head toward him. “Sorry, dude.”

Tyler smiled sadly. “Me, too.”

“You know,” I said, “as long as Jason doesn’t tell anybody, I’m almost glad he knows. I mean, like it’s a relief, you know, if he doesn’t stay pissed.”

“He’s gonna stay pissed at me,” Tyler ventured. “He probably thinks I seduced his big brother.” He laid his hand on my hip bone. “I did.”

“I seduced you,” I said.

Tyler rolled up beside me, laid a palm on my sternum, and gazed into my eyes. “It was natural wasn’t it?” he asked. “It was like it was meant to happen, you and me. I mean, like the moment we saw each other.”

“Yeah,” I agreed. “The moment I saw you.” I laid my hand on his hip. “I’ll tell you what seemed natural; you in my arms last night, that seemed natural. That seemed like the most natural thing in my life.”

“Yeah!” Tyler agreed, cocking a knee over my legs. His package draped my hip; he had lost his morning wood. He laid his head on my chest. “That made it even more exciting, you know? That it was like it was supposed to happen.” He rubbed my belly and his voice grew soft. “I love you!”

Fourteen-year-olds fall in love. Tyler was sincere. Sixteen-year-olds fall in love, too, and at that moment, I felt like I had loved him the moment I saw him. I pulled my arm from between us and stroked his back. We grew quiet. In the panicky scenarios that played out in my head, even the one where my dad kicked me out from our house didn’t scare me. I had Tyler. “I love you, too.” I said. “And I’ve never fallen in love before.”

“Me either.” Tyler’s head jerked up. “You’ll still want to do this, right? I mean, what we did last night.”

“Yeah.” I stroked his back.

Tyler laid his head back down on my chest.