guy cable, all the incision of the story are written, I simply need clock time to give each a final examination look-over and format before posting. Sorry for the holdup.
Once again, remember that all of these are strictly gay, boy/boy. Please do n'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 way sofa. 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 aim the bed in the movement guest room. ``

'' Yeah, me, too, '' Jason agreed. He turned to President Tyler. `` take hold of a bed or couch wherever you want, or you can have got the allow for side of my bed if you want. ``

'' Thanks, '' Tyler said, making no move to leave the pond 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 puddle cue on the board. I laid mine beside his. `` I got ta wee first,"I told him. `` pile 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 adequate to piss with him standing beside me at the toilet.

We took our bend in the bathroom closest to the billiard room, and then Tyler followed me upstairs. I let him go into my elbow room first and then closed the door behind us. Jason and I each had a king-sized bed -- I 'm sure as shooting my dad wanted us to have heap of room for missy. My elbow room was lit by only by my saltwater aquarium. I liked to leave the tank light on -- I knew you are n'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 does n't seem tangible, 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. `` little girl do n't look. 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 smiling returned. `` You know what I thought when you came out to the kitty 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 ? ``

'' clotheshorse ! Yeah ! '' he said, his center dropping down my body.

'' But, but, '' I said, `` you 're the one who 's so darn hot ! ``

His centre brightened. `` You like me ? ``

'' fashion plate ! Yeah ! '' I said.

His aspect 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 backtalk pressed. His slender consistence was firm, his belly taut. I wrapped a second arm around him and our consistency pressed full duration. He opened his mouth to mine and I probed in with my tongue. Our turncock stirred. Mine rose left. I felt his swoop up beneath his boxershorts against my flop leg.

Tyler loosened his arms around my cervix and leaned back. `` Are you starting to agitate again, like you did before on the couch ? Why are you shaking ? ``

I shrugged lightly. `` prediction, I guess. I did it once before, the initiatory prison term I had sex with a lady friend. ``

'' Are you afraid ? ``

I gazed into his eyes. `` I 've been gay all my liveliness,"I told him,"but I never knew another gay guy I could do stuff with -- that is, not one who was n't too obvious. I 'd given up trying. And then you came home with Jason on Monday, and I wished you were gay. I dreamed about you all calendar week, and the more I dreamed about you the more I wanted you. '' I tightened my limb around the pocket-size of his binding. `` You have no idea how bad. ``

John Tyler 's eyes dilated. He wrapped his arms over my shoulders and we hugged tightly, pressing our cheeks together. `` I had wet dreams about you this calendar week, '' he whispered. `` Two dissimilar nighttime. ``

'' No kidding ? ``

He slid his thenar to my good pec. He felt its shape and harness. He swept his hand up to my shoulder and felt over it. I tensed my musculus for him, and the muscles of my upper berth arm when he felt over it. His dick twitched between us and mine twitched in response.

I kissed his cervix. `` To me, yours is the body that 's awesome. '' I swept my own fingertips up the firm muscles along each English of his spine and rubbed the side of my face against his."And your torso fits mine perfectly."I dropped my manus to cup his muscled can and pull our pelvises firmly together.

President Tyler ran his finger's breadth up into the side of meat of my fuzz and we kissed deeply again. I shoved my digit beneath the backrest of his shorts and underdrawers, cupping his naked butt. His tegument there was smooth and diffuse. I pushed the backs of his underdrawers and underwear down off his hind end, then slide my will helping hand around inside the waist striation and grabbed his boner, pulling it up and free.

Not groping underwater, not with my foot, but with my bare hand I held his rod unhurriedly for the maiden time. It was thick, fatter at the undersurface, and warm. The balmy damp tegument felt thicker than my own as I slid it up and down the scape. Tyler moaned softly into my mouth.

I slid my hand down, letting his cock slideway up inside my forearm as I cupped his relax clod and pressed the hint of two fingers up under his hard perineum. I rubbed them there, then pulled my hired hand free, turned from our kiss, and smelled my fingers.

"Oh, shit !"I murmured."You smell unspoilt !"

I pushed down his short pants and underwear, letting them drop-off to the floor. Then I grabbed under the cover of his pegleg, picking him up. Tyler wrapped his arms more tightly around my neck and I carried him to my bed, laying him down onto it and me onto him.

We kissed again, and cranch our erecting together through our boxers. John Tyler reached between us. Shoving his hired man into the front man of my boxers, he grabbed my dick. Mine was longer than his, but probably no thicker, though the thickness of my dig was the Lapplander for my wholly duration and his was thicker at the base. My glans flared like a short helmet at the end of mine and he felt over it before squeezing my jibe. `` I never touched a dude 's dick before today. '' He whispered. `` It feels hot. ``

He pushed up on my shoulder."Let me see it."

I got of the bed and stripped off my shorts and underwear. John Tyler lay there, legs apart, stroking his thick shaft, tan everywhere except for the Speedo banding of picket peel around his coxa. I climbed up to straddle his pectus and give him a closer look.

My dick has a slight up curve and his eyes went a minuscule cross-eyed as he focused on it and wrapped his hand around it once more."Awesome,"he whispered. His forehead furrowed and he looked up at me. `` I do n't think I can take this. ``

'' Take it ? ``

'' You know, up my butt. ``

'' You do n't have to take it up your butt ... if you do n't require to. ``

'' I do n't ? ``

'' There are other thing cat can do. ``

President Tyler reached up with his hand for my neck opening, wanting me to flex close. So I did, lowering my ear to beside his oral fissure. `` But I want to eff you,"Tyler whispered."And I want you to fuck me. I've dreamed about it. ``

'' There 's a lot of things to try,"I whispered back."I 've been dreaming about all of the matter guys can do for years, and this week, I 've been dreaming about doing all of them with you. '' And because my mouth was right there at his ear, I took his head in my hands and toungued into the bend and fissure of his ear. I tongued into his ear canal, and chewed on his ear lobe -- all matter I learned from Carolyn. President Tyler 's script loosened on my dick and his peg squirmed. He whimpered.

'' Dude, '' I said. `` See what we can do, just with an ear ?

Tyler sighed and rubbed his cheek against mine. `` Or a understructure and toes ? '' he asked.

'' Or a groundwork and toes. '' I slid back down off his dresser, knelt between his legs, and grasping his knees, I spread them as wide of the mark as they would go. His pubic mend was still diminished, like it often is at that age. The egg shape of his bollock hung loose in his relaxed ballsack. His thickset hammer arched up his belly toward his naval. He was beautiful.

I held him undetermined, admiring, and his balls took tour rising and falling. I went up on my knees and lowering myself down onto my deal so that my own cock and balls made a easy downslope onto President Tyler 's. He grabbed my sides just before my ballock settled onto his and the underside of my cock pressed onto the undersurface of his cock. We watched down between us as I ground lightly with my hips and our two perch of pulp rubbed and wobbled.

Our eyes met, and I lowered myself to my cubitus, sliding my ribbon under the backs of his shoulders, and President Tyler wrapped his limb over my back. Our backtalk met. Our mouths opened. His lingua entered my mouth and I ground down with my hips. His legs closed, clamping my hips between his thighs.

We ground slowly, focused on our mouth and tongues. Our hint grew hot and remonstrate. We broke the kiss, tightened our embrace, and ground our cocks between us more firmly.

'' See, '' I whispered beside his ear. `` There are lots of things we can do. ``

Tyler nodded wordlessly. His hands traveled over my side and back, exploring. He made me palpate solid. He grabbed my rear with both hands and pulled up his knee joint as our step quickened and my bed bounced. I nuzzled into the face of his neck opening and sucked, stiffling moan and whimper that came naturally as we rubbed cocks.

'' Brock, '' he whispered, `` you 're going to nominate me come. ``

'' Come, '' I whispered beside his ear. `` I want you to come. ``

I kept my tread. I sucked on his cervix. I pumped my hips, flexing my backside muscles under his palms. I ground our cocks between our abdomen with hard, firm thrusts meant to push President Tyler to orgasm.

He arched back under me with a gamy, straining whimper. I sped up my hips, coney fucking as long as his body remained rigid. When he relaxed, I slowed and stopped.

Tyler smiled, heavy-lidded up at me. `` That was awesome, '' he murmured. `` Did you come ? ``

'' No, but I 'm okay. ``

He frowned. `` You need to get along, too. ``

'' You 're tired, and I 'm okay, '' I told him. `` I 'm probably pretty tired, too, or I would have come already. ``

'' You 're still concentrated. ``

'' Very. To be honest, I guess I was almost quick to get along. I can jacklight off and go to log Z's. ``

'' I 'll do it for you, '' Tyler offered, pushing up on my shoulder to wave me to my back.

So I rolled off him, and Tyler rolled up on his side beside me. Propping up on an elbow, he closed his hired man around my prick and began stroking me. After a few strokes, he glanced up at my cheek. `` You make stacks of precum, '' he observed.

'' Sorry. ``

He smiled. `` I like it. It 's hot. I 'm already hard again. ``

'' Really ? ``

'' Yep. '' He grinned slyly. `` I 'm going to make you come the way you did me. '' He got up onto his knees between my wooden leg. But then he paused, looking at my hammer. He scooped some of my precum onto two digit tips and spread it over his dickhead. His eyes drooped. `` Nice. ``

He leaned forward onto his hands over me, like I had done over him, and then lowered his hips to drape his balls over mine and press his cock onto mine. He started pumping his articulatio coxae. I grasped his butt and bucked my hip to meet him.

Tyler lowered himself completely onto me. His stomach was still wet with his cum ; I could feel it. I pulled my knees up and out, and held Tyler by the bottom, pulling with his thrusts. His grinding rubbed our testis as well as our peter together. Tyler 's sass dropped to the English of my neck and he started sucking like I had sucked him. I moaned softly and drew my fingers up his back, feeling the workings of his muscles, letting his hip pump away between my wooden leg. He felt incredible, but I didn't feel like I was going to come that way. But then my balls tightened and I felt my cum churn. I gasped because it happened in an instant.

President Tyler drove faster. I arched back like he had done and squirted various clip between us while holding him by the butt.

I relaxed, slowly, but President Tyler was n't done.

'' It feels different on top, '' he murmured.

'' Keep going if you want to. ``

He did. As he primer and thrust, I stroked his rachis and kneaded his ass. When I rubbed my midsection finger up and down his buttcrack, massaging his rosebud, his buttcheeks clamped on my finger and I felt his peter throb between our bellies with one More come.

And then he collapsed onto me, and I 'd never felt more contented in my lifetime. Maybe sexual oxytoxins were flowing, but I had a sudden surge of feeling for Tyler, deep feeling, like one gets for his first off love. I wrapped my weapon system around him and hugged him hard.

John Tyler moaned softly.

I started to relax the hug.

"No, don't,"he said."Keep squeezing me. ``

So I tightened my bosom, rolled us to the side, and held him tightly to me, the way you might hold someone to treasure them.

"You hold me like this, tight like this, '' he whispered, `` and I feel how firm you are, and something happens inside me. Something warm and good. '' He laughed softly. `` Stupid. ``

'' Not dazed, '' I murmured. I knew his Church Father died when he was eleven, and that he had no brothers. It was just his mom and two much untried Sister. Did he miss his dad ? Was that why he wanted to be held so tightly ? Can feel like that get mixed up with sex ?

I was about to narrate him that I loved him when he spoke first.

'' Brock, '' Tyler murmured. `` There is one job with you holding me this tight -- I got ta take a leak. ''