Date: Tue, 23 Oct 2018 09:09:17 -0400 From: Ryan Cruz Subject: Filipino Teen Neighbor > filipino-teen-neighbor-9 Filipino Teen Neighbor Chapter Nine --------------------------------------------------- Author's Note: This is my first short story I've submitted. This story is completely fictional. Please send feedback (good, bad, editing suggestions, ect). Thank you! **Do not read this if you are not legally able to do so.** Copyright: Ry.Cruz20@gmail.com , 2018 --------------------------------------------------- **Thank you R for your continuing inspiration! Thank you to everybody else for all of your suggestions and comments!** --------------------------------------------------- Chapter note: Kevin's Point of View --------------------------------------------------- Chapter 9: Kevin "You did what?" I asked again. I couldn't believe that Amiel had agreed to join the wrestling team. "You know, I kinda want to try something new.... And challenge myself," he replied in Tagalog. Was he trying to convince me or himself that he made the right choice. "Okay Kuya," I said. We had both just gotten home from school and were sitting in the living room. I was still wearing my white polo shirt and my tan pants. The shirt used to belong to Amiel. I don't think a lot of kids would like to wear hand-me-downs but I felt proud to wear my big brother's clothes. Amiel shrugged. He was wearing gym clothes and a loose-fitting tee shirt. I think he had said that gym class was his last class of the day. "Is Mom home yet?" I shook my head. Amiel smiled. "Good, I've been waiting all day for this." My brother slid his pants and underwear down. I was kind of nervous to suck him on the couch in the living room. We had only done things in our bedroom. I looked at my brother's dick. It was curved upwards and had a thick head. I loved how his shaft was veiny and how he had extra skin from the way his circumcision was done. My older brother was hot. Besides that, he had always taken care of me and our mom. I really loved him and was happy to make him feel good. I scooted closer to my brother and leaned down. "No, get on the floor Kev. Suck me from your knees," he ordered. Amiel was commanding but his voice was still friendly. I did what my older brother told me to do. His dick was salty. When he was in my mouth, I could feel more of my brother's precum ooze out. He seemed to have extra today. Amiel's hand was on top of my head, forcing me to move up and down. "Yeah Bro, keep doing that," he said. I looked up at my brother, with his dick still in my mouth. It was almost hard to see with his black hairs in my face. "Do you like sucking cock?" he whispered. I looked up again and saw that Amiel was recording me again with his phone. This was embarrassing but his forceful hand wouldn't let me take him out of his mouth. "Yes," I admitted, with only the tip of his cock in my mouth. "What was that?" he asked. His hand released its grip on my head. "Yes Kuya," I admitted. "I love you Kev, you know that right?" Amiel said. He rubbed his hand through my hair and patted my head. I smiled. He was still recording. "I love you too," I said. It was weird that we were talking in English. His hand stopped rubbing and now guided me back down to his dick. "I'm really glad you love doing this," he moaned. Amiel's hips started to thrust. I knew that this would be over soon. My brother's breathing got heavy and his body tensed up. Yep, he was quick today. His cum was extra thick. There were a few shots and I made sure to swallow all of it. "Good boy," he said. His hand held me down for a few seconds afterwards. When his dick got too sensitive, Amiel pulled me onto the couch by my shirt. "I'm serious, Kev. I really do care about you," he said. I felt so happy. My older brother leaned in to kiss me. Our tongues played together in my mouth. It felt like he was trying to taste his cum. Finally we stopped our kiss. Amiel was looking straight into my eyes. He smiled, then wiped some of his cum from my cheek. I thought I had swallowed all of it. I cuddled up against him and he placed my hand on his balls. "Yeah, just hold them gently," he said. They were very warm and soft. I was also jealous that he had hair. I'm not sure how much time passed but I think we fell asleep together. A noise outside of the apartment woke up both up and Amiel quickly pulled up his shorts. I moved to the other end of the couch and he turned on the TV. By the time my mom unlocked the apartment door, it looked like my brother and I were just hanging out. My mom walked in first, followed by my Uncle Andrew. My uncle carried a large suitcase and wore a backpack. He looked a little older since last time I had seen him. Maybe he was Ryan's age? I wasn't sure. My uncle wore jeans and a tee shirt. His arms were thick and he had a little belly. He definitely resembled my dad, I think. It had been so long since I had seen my father. "Amiel, help your uncle," my mom instructed. Amiel wasn't his cheerful self but quickly got up and took the heavy suitcase from my uncle and brought it to our bedroom. I got up to greet my uncle. "Hey Kevin," he said. I gave my uncle a quick hug. He had a strong cologne on. It wasn't as nice as the kind that Ryan wore. "Kevin, did you spill food on your shirt?" my mom asked. I looked down and saw a line of some dried liquid on my otherwise clean shirt. Oh no, it was Amiel's cum. "Uh, yeah. I spilled milk," I lied before hurrying off to change my shirt. "Mom saw your cum on my shirt," I told my older brother when we were alone in our bedroom. My uncle was finally here and would be using our bedroom while he looked for work. I would be sleeping on the couch where I just sucked my brother. Amiel would be sleeping at Ryan's apartment. I was kinda jealous of him staying there with Ryan. Amiel laughed and tossed me a clean shirt. "Do you think Uncle Andrew will tell us anything about Dad?" I asked. "I don't know, Kev" Amiel sighed. I could see that my older brother was in deep thought about this topic. Any mention of our father made him uncomfortable. "Well, it's okay," I said. I felt that something had to be said but I didn't know what I should say. Amiel walked over to me and gave me a hug. This surprised me but felt so good. His arms wrapped around me and he squeezed me tight. I think the hug was to make him feel better, just as much as it was for me. We weren't alone if we had each other. I would miss sleeping next to him while he stayed with Ryan. I looked up from my brother's shoulder and saw my mom watching us from the open doorway. She was smiling but it also looked like she had a tear in her eyes. Amile noticed her too. "I'm proud of my boys," she said. My mom prepared dinner for us and we all sat down to eat. "How is school going for you guys?" Uncle Andrew asked me. "It's good, po," I said. He looked at Amiel, who nodded. "It's good, po," he said. There was an awkward silence. "How was your flight?" my mom asked. Amiel went to Ryan's apartment after dinner and I did my math homework at the dinner table. It was hard to focus because I kept thinking about Amiel and the things we did together. He had asked me if I liked to suck cock. I did enjoy sucking his dick. It made me feel good to make my older brother feel good. Was it wrong? I don't know. I don't really care. I tried to focus on my homework but my random thoughts continued. I had never thought about sucking anybody else. I had friends in school and in the drama and chorus groups but I had never thought about sucking them. I thought about our cousins. Martin was my age and I wasn't really interested. Miguel was seventeen. He was bigger than Amiel. Did that mean he had a bigger dick? Besides them, Ryan was the only other guy I spent time with. I had never thought about sucking him. I had seen my cousins and brother naked but I had never seen a white dick, hard or soft. My random thoughts kept coming into my head. Does Amiel suck Ryan? My brother likes to be in control and to be the "man". I couldn't imagine him sucking anybody. Did Ryan suck my brother? That thought gave me some weird feelings. I liked Ryan and I loved my brother. I wanted them both to be happy. There was an obvious connection between them. Maybe they did do sex stuff. I felt happy for my brother but also felt something else. It was an uneasy feeling. Was I jealous? Maybe. Probably. Later that night I prepared a blanket and pillow on the couch for me to sleep before showering. When I was alone in the bathroom, my random thoughts came back into my brain. I thought about Amiel's moaning and how his dick felt in my mouth. It was so thick and hairy compared to mine. It felt good to have his hand on my head, gripping my hair, as his hips thrust in and out of my mouth. It was fun. It was sexy. I did like sucking him. No, I think I loved sucking my brother. I took of my shirt and pants. My little dick was pressing against my grey briefs. For the first time ever, I noticed a tiny wet spot on my briefs. Maybe my dick would get as wet as Amiel's? I had been jerking off for about a year and made cum but this was the first time I had made my underwear wet. I looked at my body in the mirror. I was proud of my body. Yeah, I was tiny but I thought I looked okay. There was still some baby fat on my belly, arms, and thighs, but not too much. My brown skin was so different from all of my classmates but I liked that. I never used the whitening soap that my mom or Amiel used. My dick was still small though. I don't know how many inches it was, but it wasn't many. I was proud of the few pubic hairs that were growing and I think my balls were getting better. Hopefully I would get to be at least Amiel's size in a couple of years. Unlike my brother, I was never circumcised. Circumcision was common in the Philippines. Almost everybody was circumcised and there was even a ritual young teens would do. Amiel was circumcised when he was twelve. I remember he wore a dress-like outfit and our uncles brought him outside. My mom and I waited in the house. All I know is that my uncles used a razor blade and guava branch to cut my brother. Afterwards, our family had a barbeque and everybody told my brother that he was "a man now". We moved to the United States before my mom thought I was old enough to be cut. Maybe she didn't want me to be cut? Maybe I enjoyed sucking dick because I was never cut? Maybe. I didn't care. My dick was fully hard and most of the skin covering the head was pulled back. I wished my brother was here with me now. I wish I was able to shower with him and make him feel good. He spending the night at Ryan's because our uncle was using our bedroom. Was Ryan sucking my brother now? I turned on the shower and started to rub my dick. My legs started to shake so I knelt down in front of the tub. Closing my eyes, I pretended Amiel's dick was right in front of my face. I wished I could give it a kiss. I wish I could taste it. I really did love sucking cock. Another thought came to back to mind. What did Ryan's dick look like? Was an adult dick different? Just bigger? Could I even fit it in my mouth? As these thoughts came to mind, I rubbed myself faster and faster. Ryan was caring and nice. He was also gay. I was so shocked when he admitted that to my mom at our dinner table the first time we met. He was proud. He was sexy. Should I ask Amiel? What if Amiel wasn't doing anything with Ryan? What if he was? My hand was still rubbing my dick and the good feelings were getting stronger. Did Amiel show the videos of me sucking him to Ryan? What did Ryan think? Would Ryan want me to do the same for him? Ryan was like my second older brother. I loved him and cared for him. Of course I would want to make him feel good too. My entire body shivered and tensed up. I shot one stream of cum and a bunch more dribbled out. "Oh my God," I whispered. It was hard to breathe. I think that was the most intense feeling I had ever had. I greeted my uncle as I walked into my bedroom. Uncle Andrew was laying on my bed playing with his phone. He was only wearing a black tank-top and striped boxers. His legs were thick and covered in black hair. I was wearing only a bath towel as I searched my dresser for pajama bottoms. Normally I'd let the towel fall and just walk around naked. I didn't care if Amiel saw me naked but I felt so shy in front of my uncle. "You took a long time in da shower. Everything okay?" my uncle asked me. His Filipino accent was very thick. "I'm okay po," I replied in Tagalog. The towel started to slip from my waist as I opened the dresser. I panicked and quickly caught it. My uncle laughed at this incident. "It's alright little guy. I'm sure you don't have anything I haven't seen before," he said. One hand held my towel in place while the other pulled out the pajamas. How was I going to put these on without taking my other hand off the towel? My uncle laughed again. He had noticed my predicament. "Don't worry Kevin, I'm not looking, I promise." I glanced over and saw that he was smiling but still more focused on his phone. Okay, fine. I turned away and let my towel fall. My bare butt was facing him. "Nice ass! If you were a girl, all the guys would want some of that," he said. My face blushed and I quickly pulled up my pajamas. "Don't be shy man, we're all guys here," he said. My uncle definitely acted like a "cool guy". He was pretty funny and seemed like somebody who had no problem making friends. He also looked pretty good, even though he was my uncle. He was the youngest sibling which would make him only a few years older than Ryan, I think. "There are some good looking women in this area," my uncle said. He flashed me his phone and I saw some picture of a blond girl on the screen. He must be using some dating app. "Yeah, I guess," I said nervously. "Someday you gotta learn how to make friends with the ladies. You're gonna be very handsome. With some confidence, you'll be very popular," he said. I blushed again. My uncle rubbed his crotch as he stared at his phone. "Damn, some of these girls are really hot. I might have a date for tomorrow night. Bet your mom wouldn't like it if I brought anybody back here." I laughed nervously. I glanced at his crotch and saw my uncle adjust his dick again. It must have been getting hard because his boxers were now tented. Whatever was inside his boxers must be huge! I looked again. Shit, the outline of his dick was visible. It was very big. "Looks like I have a date for tomorrow night. Gonna introduce her to some thick Filipino cock," my uncle mumbled. I don't know if he was talking to me or just to himself. I was still frozen in place, staring at my uncle's enlarged boxers. How big was it? "Hey man, can I ask for a little privacy? I gotta take care of this," Uncle Andrew said as his hand rested on his crotch. "The problem with guys in our family, we're always horny." "Yes, Uncle," I said. I quickly left the room and shut the door. I laid down on the couch and pulled the blanket up. My uncle was jerking off on my bed. This made my dick hard again. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. The room was silent and dark. How big was his dick? Why can't I stop thinking about dicks? There was some noise upstairs. Ryan always teased us, saying that the floors and ceilings were so thin that he could hear everything my brother and I talked about. In the dark and silent living room, I tried to figure out what the noise above me was. It was something coming from Ryan's apartment. It sounded almost like something sliding, or moving back and forth. I could hear Amiel's voice but wasn't sure what he was saying. I don't think he was saying anything. I think he was just making a sound. Was he moaning like how he moaned when I sucked him? It was almost impossible to hear but my imagination filled in the rest of the sounds. My uncle was jerking his big dick and Amiel was doing stuff with Ryan. I rubbed my dick again until I came in my hand. I helped my mom with the grocery shopping in the morning and then we came back home to make lunch. My uncle was out looking for a job and Amiel had just come home from Ryan's apartment. "Miguel invited me to a party tonight. Is it okay if I go?" my brother asked our mom. Miguel was our older cousin. I remembered wondering about how big his dick was last night. My older cousin was a "cool kid", probably just like how Uncle Andrew was in high school. My mom seemed excited that my brother was going out with people his own age. I could tell that she really liked Ryan but was afraid my brother would become a burden for him. If what I suspected was right, I think my brother wasn't a burden at all. "How was sleeping on the couch, Kev?" Amiel asked. "My neck is sore," I answered. "How is Ryan's couch?" Do you even sleep on his couch? I felt guilty for feeling jealous. "Speaking of Ryan, you should invite him to lunch. You need to thank him for letting you stay at his place," my mom told Amiel. My brother smiled and quickly took out his phone to message him. Ryan joined us thirty minutes later. I answered the door and smiled when I saw him. He was dressed nice, like always, and his cologne was subtle but fresh, unlike Uncle Andrew's. "Hello Kuya," I said. I always felt nervous talking to him. "Hey Kevin," he said. "The food smells great, did you help cook?" I blushed. "My brother did most of the cooking." We all sat down for lunch a few minutes later. I was between my mom and Amiel. I felt a little funny thinking about the possibility of my brother and Ryan doing stuff. I was jealous and curious at the same time. "So who is going to be at this party tonight?" my mom asked Amiel. My brother just shrugged. "Just Miguel and some of his friends." Amiel seemed a little shy and uncomfortable. I wondered if there would be girls there. I wondered if Amiel cared about girls. "I told him to call me if there is trouble and I'll come pick him up," Ryan said. Oh, that was really thoughtful. He really did care about us. "Thank you Ryan but Amiel will leave before he gets into trouble, right?" My mom stared at Amiel until he agreed. "I'm going out with your aunts tonight so please don't cause any trouble," she warned. "Ryan, would you like to come out with us?" "Are you asking me on a date? We can drop Amiel off at the party and then go out to dinner before your ladies' night out," he suggested. "Can I come too?" I asked. My mom looked uncertain so Ryan spoke up. "We can get an early dinner and then I can bring Kevin home. I can't stay out late anyways." This satisfied her. "Let's make sure we embarrass Amiel when we drop him off. We will all wave to him and call his name," she joked. My brother's face turned red. Afterwards I watched my brother get ready in our bedroom. My uncle was out on a date or with friends or somewhere. It was obvious that Amiel tried really hard to dress like he wasn't trying hard. He spent thirty minutes picking out clothes but then went upstairs to have Ryan help him get ready. My mom also took a while to get ready. She didn't go out often and I'm sure she was looking forward to having fun with her sister. I wore a nice button-down shirt, a belt, and my white church pants. I even remembered to put on deodorant and put gel in my hair. Eventually my mom started to get impatient waiting for Amiel to get ready. "Go get your brother and tell him it's time to go," she said. I nodded and ran out of our apartment and up the stairs. Before I knocked on Ryan's apartment door, I heard Amiel's voice. "I don't even want to go to this. I'd rather stay here with you." "It's okay Babe. Try to have fun and give me a call when you're ready to come home," Ryan said. Did Ryan say "Babe"? There was the sound of movement, like they were hugging or something. "Let's go now. The sooner I get there, the sooner I can come back to you," my brother told Ryan. "Don't drink too much," Ryan warned. His voice sounded playful. I heard Amiel giggle. I silently moved backwards towards the steps and then walked loudly to the door and knocked. Amiel opened the door. "Mom sent you right? We're ready, let's go," he said. He walked down the stairs and was adjusting his pants. Was my brother trying to hide an erection? We called my mom and then the four of us got into Ryan's car. After dropping Amiel off, I was alone in the back seat. I kept looking at Ryan as he drove. He was handsome and sweet. He obviously cared about Amiel. He also cared about my mom and I. He was a good guy. It was good to know that Amiel was with somebody who would take care of us. A sudden fear overcame me. Does this mean Amiel will stop taking care of me? Dinner was nice but my mind was going crazy. Why did I feel so jealous? Was I jealous of Amiel or of Ryan? Would I ever find somebody to care about me the way Ryan cared about Amiel? The dirty thoughts also came into my head. What did Ryan's dick look like? After dinner, my mom met my Auntie and Ryan drove me home. It felt nice to sit in the front seat of his car. Just the two of us. I had only been alone in his car once before but it was before I had all of these strange feelings. "You seemed a little distracted tonight. Is everything okay?" Ryan asked me. "Yes Kuya. I am just tired, I don't think I slept well on my couch," I lied. "My uncle isn't coming home tonight so I think I can sleep in my bed again." I suddenly remember that I'd sleep on the blankets and sheets that he jerked off on. "Are you sure you're going to be okay being home alone?" Ryan asked. "I mean, you're responsible and mature, I'm sure you'll be fine. Just let me know if you need anything, okay?" I nodded in the dark car. "Thank you Kuya. Actually, can I stay with you for a little while?" I had all of these strange feelings and the thought of being home alone was a little scary. "Sure, we can watch TV or something," he said. Ryan parked the car in its usual spot and we walked up to his apartment. It was just the two of us. There were butterflies in my stomach. It was sad to know that he probably didn't look at me the same way he looked at Amiel. I was probably too young. I was only a kid. Ryan tossed me the remote and excused himself to change. I sat on the couch and turned on the TV. I didn't really care about what was on. I didn't care about anything except trying to figure out what I should say. Should I tell him my feelings? What were my feelings? Should I tell him what I heard? He came back into the living room after changing into gym clothes and getting a beer for himself and a glass of water for me. Did Ryan let Amiel drink beer when they were alone? Sometimes I had smelled alcohol on my brother's breath. "Thank you Kuya," I said. We turned on some TV show but soon after we both must have fallen asleep on the couch. I was leaning against Ryan when I woke up. I didn't know what time it was and, for a moment, I couldn't remember where I was. Quickly I remembered. I was in Ryan's apartment. We were alone. It was the middle of the night. The memory of what I had heard last night, Amiel's moans and some sort of movement, flashed through my brain. I looked up at Ryan. He was attractive for a man. He had masculine features but, maybe because he was shorter and nicer than most other adults, looking at him in this way didn't feel weird. He was cool. He made us all feel special. Maybe he genuinely loved us? Ryan was wearing gym shorts that left most of his thighs exposed. They were white with brown hair. I rubbed his leg hair, then up and down his thigh. This muscles were firm but his skin was soft. His leg hair tickled my hand. I didn't rub too high up. I was nervous. Slowly and carefully, I moved myself away and climbed off the couch. Without thinking about it, I got down on my knees between Ryan's spread legs. This was the same position I was in when I sucked Amiel earlier. Suddenly I began to think about my brother's dick. Then I thought about Ryan's. What did it look like? Moonlight from the window and the TV's backlighting was bright enough for me to see all of Ryan's details. He wore a dark blue tank top which revealed the muscles on his arms and his big chest. His gym shorts were black and looked like they were loose fitting. If he were standing, they would be easy to pull down. There was a bulge in the front. I rubbed my hand up Ryan's thigh again. This time I went higher until I was underneath his shorts. I moved my hand back down while watching Ryan for any sign that he had woken up. He seemed like he was still deep asleep. I moved my left hand back up his right thigh. I was under his shorts and reaching all the way to his hips. Was he not wearing underwear? It didn't feel like it. Suddenly I realized how close my hand was to his dick. My adrenaline was surging. My eyes were focused on his face for any sign that he was waking up. Slowly, very slowly, I slid my hand, still buried beneath his shorts, across his hips. When I felt his pubes, I moved my hand down until I finally felt it. The base of his dick felt fat. It felt smooth and warm. Shit, this was so sexy! I gently tapped his dick. My touches were so soft but this wasn't enough. I slowly pulled my hand out of his shorts. My mind was made up. I was going to see Ryan's dick. I took a deep breath and then leaned forward. With both hands, I took the elastic waistband of his shorts, lifted, and pulled down. They weren't on tight and this was pretty easy. Finally, I saw it. It was the biggest dick I'd ever seen. It was soft, white, and bigger than my brother's. His dick was smoother than Amiel's and it looked like Ryan was circumcised. My face was only a few inches away. It was so close. Did Amiel ever suck Ryan's dick? Could I suck a dick this big? I looked up and saw that Ryan was still asleep. Slowly I lowered my head and kissed his shaft. Then I kissed the tip. Even in the darkness, I could see Ryan's big white dick start to swell. I stuck my tongue out and gently licked it from the base to the tip. I made sure to be slow and gentle. Ryan was still asleep so I licked again. His dick was growing and getting harder. I kissed the tip again and this time kept my mouth against it. Ryan's dick continued to grow. It was now standing straight and pressing against my face. Could I fit it in my mouth? I had to try. I opened wide and was able to fit his tip in. I licked it slowly and then tried to move my mouth down more. Ryan's dick was much bigger than my brother's. I don't know how much of his shaft I was able to get in my mouth, but it wasn't much. Slowly I moved my head up and down. With each motion, I tried to move my head down further onto his dick. Soon I was able to get almost half of his dick in my mouth. Drool and spit were leaking down my lips and onto his shaft. It was so hard not to cough or gag. "Kevin?" Ryan's groggy voice asked. It sounded like he was still half asleep. I froze from terror as I looked up. Ryan's eyes were now open and he was looking down at me with his dick halfway in my twelve-year-old mouth. "What are you doing?" What have I done? I got up with my head down and started to walk towards the door. This was so embarrassing. "Kevin!" Ryan called out. I made it to the apartment door before I felt his hand on my shoulder. He gently turned me around as tears started to roll down my cheek. "I'm so sorry, Kuya," I said. This was so embarrassing. I wanted to be anywhere else. I didn't want Amiel or my mom to find out. "Come here," he said. Ryan lowered his body to hug me. I held on to him tight. "Please don't tell, Kuya. Please don't tell. I'm so sorry," I sobbed. His arms hugged me tight. One arm wrapped around my body and another pressed my head into his shoulder. "It's okay. I promise that I won't tell anybody," he said. That made me feel better but I still couldn't control my crying. Ryan's strong arms suddenly picked me up and I attached my small brown body to his. My head was pressed into his neck. I could feel that he really cared for me and I never wanted to let him go. I didn't feel alone when I was with him or Amiel. Ryan was like my older brother. Ryan set me down on the couch and then sat next to me. He put his arm around my shoulder and I hugged him tight. "I'm sorry Kuya. I was jealous of Amiel," I admitted. "Are you guys doing stuff? I mean, I am happy for my brother but I love him and I love you and I...." The arm around my shoulder started to squeeze me. Feeling secure calmed me down. "I love you both. You guys are like the family I always wanted," Ryan said. There was a pause. "I do have a..... Ummm, a special relationship.... with your brother." "I know," I said, then sniffled. "I am happy for you guys. I think I might be jealous." Ryan hugged me. "You know, I've never had a little brother before. I'm glad I live here next to you guys," he said. I smiled. Tears were in my eyes now. Urgh, don't cry. I sobbed. "I love you Ryan. I love Amiel too," I said. "I love you both and I know that your brother loves you too" he said. His arm was squeezing me now. I felt so safe and protected. I looked up at Ryan and saw him looking down at me. He kissed my forehead in a gentle and reassuring way, just like Amiel had done the first time I sucked him. "P-please don't tell Amiel what I did. I'm so embarrassed," I said. I couldn't hold back the tears any more. "I, I think I'm just jealous. I wanted to see your dick. I wanted to see if it was bigger than Amiel's and then, I guess, I wanted to see if I could, ummm, make you feel good." This was so embarrassing. Just stop talking. Before Ryan could answer, his phone rang. It was my brother. Ryan tried to speak with him but it sounded like Amiel was upset or drunk or both. "I think Amiel needs a ride," Ryan said. "Let's talk about this later okay?" I just nodded. Ryan used his shirt to wipe away some of my tears. As he was searching for his car keys, I tried to regain my composure. I still felt like I was in shock. "Ryan, do you really love me?" Ryan stopped his search for the keys and walked towards me. My body was in shock and I couldn't move. Ryan's hand gently raised my chin so that I was looking up at him. "Of course I do Kev," he said. I was still frozen. I wanted to move but he couldn't. Ryan interpreted my shock as in disbelief so he must have wanted to prove himself. In an instant, Ryan leaned down and kissed me on the lips. -------------------------------------------------- Please keep sending your emails with feedback (good and bad). I am writing this story for you and want to know what you think. I appreciate everybody's comments and please donate to Nifty! -RyC