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“Where are you going?” Kyle said. His voice spun me around as though I had been caught raiding my parents’ liquor cabinet.I was standing in the middle of the short walk between his front door and his front gate, having woken up in a puddle of morning light and regret. Mack and Kyle had been above me, wrapped in each others’ limbs on the couch.”Oh,” I said.He had not put a shirt on. I could see a fading morning bulge in his baggy underwear. I made my eyes snap to his, embarrassed.”I thought I’d just…”I broke off as he stepped closer to me. He was standing in full sun, lit up like the statue of a Roman god, in full view of the neighbors.”Why are you being weird about this?” Kyle said. “It happened. Do you regret it?””Do you?””No,” Kyle said, without hesitating. He stepped closer. “And neither does Mack, I know it. Come back inside.”I looked around at the fences as though expecting a neighbor to be peeking over the wood slats. Kyle was near naked in the harsh morning light.Kyle stepped up to me and placed a hand on bahis siteleri my chest. I was surprised to find that my hand went immediately to his waist.”I’m not…” I started.”Not gay,” he said, flatly. “I know.”I shrugged.”I mean it,” I said. “I don’t know what happened last night or any of those other times. I was just–I don’t know–“”Look,” Kyle said, starting to look exasperated. “I don’t know about it either. I don’t mind saying that I liked fucking you. I enjoyed it, and I don’t regret it. If this is going to be a thing that happens sometimes, that’s okay with me. You can tell yourself whatever you want about it, but I want it to continue.”My face flushed. My head was buzzing with thunderous memories of Kyle’s cock pushing slowly into me, a bizarre, unexpected rush of pleasure, and the explosive way my cum sprayed over Mack’s glistening body.”Why are you so afraid of this?” Kyle said softly.I shrugged.”We were drunk,” I said. “We’d been drinking.””We’re not now.””No.”He kissed me. I felt my face burn red, canlı bahis siteleri but I didn’t stop him. When he pulled away, a hand was still holding the small of my back.”So, what?” I said. “Do you want me to be your boyfriend?”The word spread heat along my cheeks, but he only laughed.”Come inside.”As though all protest had been quenched by the fire of his kiss, I followed quietly and let the door swing shut behind me. He pulled me into him.”Why can’t you admit that you want me?” he breathed.I felt enclosed like I had with him in the tiny airplane bathroom. My lips brushed his, then locked on to them. He kissed me fiercely. I could feel his cock pressing through his underwear.”What about Mack?” I whispered.His fingers were fumbling for my fly. I could feel his nerves. His heart was as fluttery as mine felt.”I want to know,” he said.”What?”He hesitated. “If I still like this without her, without booze,” Kyle said. “Last night was her idea.”Two fingers slipped into my pants. I was hard and had been.”You canlı bahis seem to,” I said. My face felt numb.”Yeah.”What’s more, so did I.He kissed me again, wrapping his fist around my cock. Last night, he hadn’t kissed me so much. Last night, with Mack, it hadn’t felt so intimate. Suddenly, as his hands pressed on my chest to lead me deeper into his home, I felt my inhibitions stripped away again. It was as the night before, when the beer and shots had done that, but not. It was a vanishing of the thoughts in my brain that protested against the contact. I liked the heat of his touch, the attention of his lips. And I wanted to find out what it was, no matter what you called it.I found myself being led into his bedroom, the door closed behind us. He slipped me out of my shirt and I crawled out of my pants. For a while, we only laid on his bed, hard and naked, running our fingers softly along one another’s skin. I was wondering who would make the next move.I could never say, afterward, which one of us it was.I was in a fugue. Our legs writhed together and our hands wandered. Our bodies were pulled into one another, noses touching, lips touching. Our cocks found one another, then our hands found one another’s cocks.”Do you want to?” he whispered.
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