Sorry to have taken so long to get this one out, cat. I was hit by a John Major new task with a last deadline. I hope to induce the terminal region out by this weekend. This one is abruptly. The final exam one will be pretty long, so we 'll cause to see.

Once again, if you are n't into boy on boy, do n't even bother reading this. You 'd be disappointed.

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Except for one `` knowing glance '' at supper, Alexander acted completely normal as he served supper that evening. That does n't mean that thing were good. I was having massive regrets, just like any sixteen-year-old who had stuck his hawkshaw into one to many lieu. I was sorry I had done Alexander. For that subject, I was no-account I had done matter with Jason.

Tyler did n't get home with his mom until late that dark. We talked on the telephone, but not for long. I felt funny about it.

Afterward, Jason came into my room and convinced me to get on the Play Station with him. Wearing only shorts, he made a point of sitting rightfield against me as we played, his bare leg against mine. Now that I had sexed with Jason, the contact stirred me - I mean, even though he was my brother, after what we had done together, it was born to get turned on by his leg rubbing mine. My eyes kept dropping to his fluent ramification, the gibbosity in his shorts, and the retentive tube lying out to one incline. When Jason started grabbing inside my thigh whenever he racked up his score, I did n't break him.

What can I say ? I was sixteen. I had all day to physically recoup from sex with Alexander. I had already given in to Jason the night before, and I remembered the look of his torso under mine. Any resolve to pull out in my automobile horn and stay fold to President Tyler dissolved all over again as my dick hardened.

That thermionic tube in Jason 's shorts thickened and rose. He set his accountant aside, took mine from me and set it aside, and climbed astride my lap. His oculus met mine. `` I thought about this all day, '' he said as he pulled open the waistband of my underdrawers and pulled out my shaft. He yanked down the social movement of his shorts and held our dicks together.

'' I 'm sleeping with you tonight, '' he said.

'' Jason, maybe we ought to cool off it, you know ? I mean, Tyler and I have barely started, you know, being boyfriends. '' It was a token defense. I said it, but my gist was n't in it, or rather, my dick was n't. Jason could tell.

He slid to his human knee on the base between my branch, and taking hold of my shaft, he closed his sass over it. biz over.



I stumbled into the kitchen the next dawn, feeling like bullshit. I was sleepy, I had lost my declaration with Jason, again, and I had no idea what to say to Tyler about what had happened, if anything.

Alexander was working at his chopping auction block and smiled broadly when he saw me. If he was hoping for a repeat of the morn before, one look at me told him that was n't going to hap. I slid onto a BM at the kitchen island and buried my look in my hands.

'' Why you look like that ? '' Alexander asked.

I groaned.

'' Tell me, man, '' black lovage said, taking a seat beside me and laying a hand on my back. `` What be haywire with my fine young man this terrific daybreak. ``

'' I 'm tired, '' I mumbled into my hands.

'' Hmmm, '' Alexander murmured skeptically. He gave my back a friendly rub. When I did n't say anything further, he returned to his work counter, grabbed his drink and came back. `` Try this, '' he said. `` I know you do n't like coffee, but this is a very special iced coffee berry. I 've got me a new limited recipe. See what you think. ``

I took a sip. It was like a Frappuccino, but this was back when Starbucks was just beginning to admit off, and I 'd never had anything like it.

'' I knew that would make your optic bright, '' Smyrnium olusatrum said, pleased. `` You drink that one. I 'll name me another. And I 'll fix whatever breakfast you want. ``

I frowned. `` I 'm not having sex with you again, horse parsley. ``

Alexanders shook his head sadly and laid a hand on my shoulder joint. `` I only want you to feel better my alright boy. I 'm not trying to get into your pants. '' He chuckled then, with that deep chortle of his. `` At to the lowest degree not this sunup. '' He squeezed my shoulder. `` I 'll fix you whatever breakfast you want, and you drink my peculiar iced coffee, and then you tell me all about what 's wrong. ``

He did, and I did. Up until that summertime, I had no one I could talk to, no one to whom I ever admitted to being gay, much less, discuss my tactile sensation. Even that daybreak, I could n't very well tell my sidekick Jason everything that had been going on in my nous, and I had no idea what to tell Tyler.

Alexander was dissimilar, though. He already knew about me, and though we 'd sex together, he was disarmingly insouciant about it. He seemed trustworthy -- I mean, this was Alexander who lived in my sign of the zodiac for over a yr ; I knew him. It just happened naturally that I poured out my heart to him. I told him everything, even about Jason -- though I warned Alexander to keep his hands off Jason.

Alexander simply smiled and said, `` My hots are all for you, my all right young man. ``

I was n't certainly how a good deal I believed that, but I continued. I told Alexander about the certainty I had in my gut that Tyler really needed me, and how it prompted me to promise him to never drop by the wayside loving him. `` What 's really bad, Alexander, '' I said, almost through my second frost coffee, `` is that I made that promise to Tyler, and then turned around and had sex with Jason, and then had sex with you.

Alexander the Great, who was sitting beside me again at that tip, smiled and laid his hired hand on my shoulder once more. `` There are different kinds of love, my o.k. boy. If you want Tyler to be your 'one true love', then evidence Jason to leave alone you be. But it be firmly -- very hard -- to be a fold lover even when you be older. Men and boy do n't got that nature to be rightful. '' He rubbed the dorsum of my articulatio humeri, looking paying attention. `` But, you say John Tyler wants a pal, right ? I 'm thinkin'you be brother first, and lover second. Lovers fall apart. chum do n't ever come down apart, and Tyler ai n't got no pal. '' He smiled and squeezed my shoulder. `` You know what I 'm thinking ? You do n't sustain a big sidekick. I 'm thinking I be your big brother, beautiful boy. ``

I smiled. Alexander laughed and clapped me on the back. `` That 's my smile. You melt men and male child, both, you smile like that ! ``



Tyler showed up with Jason that afternoon, and it appeared that they were friends again. They both appeared felicitous. And Tyler looked as boyishly sexy as I remembered. I had my own `` beautiful boy '', I thought as I took a seat next to him at lunch.

I sat beside him because it would have been weird not to. But I still felt odd. I 've always been a shitty prevaricator -- I just ca n't pull it off. I was certain that Tyler would have it away with just one flavor at me that I had cheated on him. black lovage caught my eye and mouthed the word, `` smile. '' So I forced one. Soon the smile became real because, honestly, it felt awfully good to be with President Tyler again. All those initial opinion of attraction and puppy love came back. But I was still sorry. Even if Alexander was redress about it being difficult for guys to be faithful lovers, I was discovering the intemperate realness that sex with more than one lover dilutes your feelings.

After lunch, Jason, Tyler, and I wandered into the den. Jason took a couch. I took another. John Tyler took the other end of my couch, a little awkwardly perhaps. As intimate as we had been the weekend before, it had been several twenty-four hours, and everything seemed a slight unreal. Being together again was almost like a first gear date. But then, President Tyler sat back into the recession of his end of the lounge and opened his legs to register me he had a foul-up in his shorts. Back came my smile !

Jason stood up to leave. `` See you guys later, '' he said. `` I 've got early thing to do. ``

'' You sure ? '' I asked, adjusting a growing pratfall of my own.

'' Yeah. Just let me be intimate if you guys want to do anything later. ``

I wondered if he meant that to have a forked significance, and I decided he did because Jason smirked as he left the room.

I had no idea where the housekeeper, Naomi, was, so I could n't startle Tyler 's bones right there on the couch the way I wanted. Instead, I jumped up and lifted Tyler with one arm under his stifle and the early under his back. He wrapped his arms around my neck opening and kissed me.

'' hold, '' I told him as I hurried from the den with him in my arms. `` Wait until we 're in my room. '' If we had run into Noemi, though, she would have known exactly what was up. Not only was I tenting obscenely, but President Tyler, with his arms around my neck, gazed into my oculus with obvious love.

I bounded up the stairs and into my way, where I kicked the door closed behind me, turned toward it, and dropped John Tyler 's base to the level so I could interlock the door. President Tyler grabbed behind my cervix with both men and covered my oral cavity with his. With a groan, I wrapped my arms behind his back and pressed his dead body to the door with mine. I wanted him. I wanted him badly.

I did love Tyler. I wanted to love him with everything I had. Not just have sex with him, but love him. I pressed him to the threshold and kissed him just as hotly as he kissed me. Our intemperate peter pressed through our shorts. He started to attract my shirt off. I pulled his off at the Sami time, and we pressed bare chest to bare chest.

John Tyler plunged a hot hand into my shorts and grabbed my peter. I slid my palms into the back of his shorts and cupped his smooth ass. Tyler let go of my cock and pulled himself up onto me, wrapping his pegleg around my waist. I carried him to the bed and plunged us onto it, my hips between his legs.

We kissed and ground hotly. His fingerbreadth traced over the position of my boldness lightly, frantically and he whimpered. I kissed him firmly, then backed down him and sucked his nipple hard. He hugged my headway in his arms. I backed down farther and dislodge his chubby dick from his shorts, swallowing it. His fingers gripped my hair.

I ran my bridge player up the pegleg of his boxers as I sucked, caressing the smooth interior of his second joint. He was so achingly perfective tense ! With both hands, I slid down his boxershorts and underwear, pulling them off his feet along with his sandals. Jerking off my own shorts and underwear, I plunged back onto him, naked cock to naked shaft, and we wrapped each early up in our arms.

Our sex was driven with ache and desire hotter than anything before. I 'd seen rage portrayed in flick, but had no idea how intense the real matter could really be, especially at our geezerhood. We kissed and ground and jab. Tyler 's hands were all over my back and butt. I ran my fingers into his hair's-breadth and held the side of meat of his boldness while ravishing inside his mouth with my glossa. His thighs squeezed my articulatio coxae. His hands grabbed my butt.

'' I want to come in like this ! '' he gasped when I allowed him breath.

I grabbed the rear of his shoulders, returned my mouth to encompass his, and force firmly against his thrusts, over and over until the two of us soaked our bellies in cum. And even then, we continued to kiss and act together. Slower. Intimate. Warm.

Our cocks never fully softened and when we began to shove hard again, I backed my rosehip, aimed my hammer lower, added spit, and when John Tyler grabbed my shoulder and pulled his knees up, I aimed my hard-on into his wisecrack. I found his curtain raising and eased in. His hands tightened on my articulatio humeri and his heart closed. He moaned softly. His tightness slid down my shaft as I eased entirely in. He wrapped his ramification around me and I lay down onto him and pressed my mouth to his.

An hour later, his flaccid dick slipped from inside me and President Tyler rolled off my book binding and onto his. I reached across his chest, and rolling up onto my side, I pulled him to me and cocked a leg over his. I nuzzled into the slope of his hair's-breadth and sighed, deeply contented with my 'boy like me'. I may have been tempted to put my dick in other shoes, but there was only one property for my nitty-gritty. We fell asleep.



President Tyler stirred and I woke up. We looked at each other at the Saame clip. He grinned. `` That was big ! ``

'' Yeah. ``

'' It was hot ! ``

'' Awesomely hot ! '' I agreed.

'' You think it was because we had to await so long ? ``

I felt a stab of guilt because I had not waited, but I forced a smile. `` Probably. ``

'' I missed you, '' he said. He laid a hand on my belly. `` I kept thinking of your solid body and the things we did. '' He smiled and looked into my eyes. `` Did you think about my body ? ``

'' Yes ! '' I said passionately.

He nodded. `` Waiting makes it hotter. ``

I could n't keep lying to him. There was no way I would tell him about Smyrnium olusatrum, but there was no way I could n't tell him about Jason. I believed Alexander that he would n't say anything, and I did n't intend he would let on. But Jason might say something, or cave in it away with a look or a gossip. Or I might. Or Jason might require sex again, and I was n't sure I could say 'no'-- Even at sixteen, I was honest enough with myself to recognize the depth and nature of my feelings for my young brother.

'' smell, Tyler, '' I said. `` I got ta tell you something."

Tyler frowned at the whole step in my voice.

"The other night,"I said,"Jason, well, he sort of demanded his blackmail payment ? '' -- Not a complete lie, I assured myself.

Tyler cocked his school principal. `` What did he desire ? ``

'' Well, '' I took a deep breath. `` He wanted me to do with him what I did with you. ``

I watched John Tyler 's eyes. At first he was puzzled and did n't understand, but then I saw the painfulness as he realized what I meant. Tyler pushed away from me.

'' delay, Tyler ! '' I pleaded while trying to recall how to explain.

John Tyler grabbed his boxershorts off the base and pulled them on, and even in that present moment, a part of my head admired his smooth, tend legs and the weightiness of his young manhood.

'' It was n't the same with Jason, '' I told him. `` I mean, it was Jason. He 's my brother. It was n't the same as you and me. ``

John Tyler had his trunks on and was pulling on his shirt.

'' You know how close down Jason and I are, '' I protested. `` You got ta understand how he felt, being left out by us. ``

Tyler pulled on his sandals. His heart were tearing up.

'' He felt like you forgot about him as a supporter and I forgot about him as a sidekick, '' I said.

President Tyler pulled open the room access and left.

'' You got ta understand ! '' I called after him. Jumping from the bed, I ran to the exposed door where I stopped. Noami was coming up the stairs as President Tyler was going down, and I was naked. I closed the door and leaned back against it. I 'd lost him. I slid to the trading floor onto my seat and literally wailed. After searching so long and finally finding my boy like me, I had lost him .