The contents of this story is purely fictional although based on real life happenings in my life. All names have been fictionalize to protect the innocent and not so innocent. The content matter of this story concerns love and sex between males teenagers. If this is not what you like reading or it is illegal for you to read this material because of age or laws go somewhere else. This story is copyrighted by it's owner and may not be copied or published elsewhere without the owners permission.
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by Sam Lakes
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I didn’t open the door even though my hand was around the door knob. I stood there wondering what to do. On one hand here was the guy I’d been drooling over for the past two months and on the other hand he was the boyfriend of my best friend.
The next moment I felt his hands on my shoulders and he turned me around to face him. “I love you,” he repeated. His lips were on mine and I couldn’t help but respond by wrapping my arms around him and allowing his tongue to slip past my lips. This was my first real kiss and I wanted to savor every moment. All thoughts of Alicia were gone. I was in Troy’s arms. We were kissing and grinding into each other.
The sensations were overwhelming. I loved him at that moment, more than anything else. We moved to his bed with him lying on top of me kissing me and grinding into me, and me responding with all the love and passion I had. I knew that I was going to cum any second, if he continued to grind against me.
Then I heard him say, “Oh! Oh! I’m cumming, Alicia. Oh! Oh!” He lay on top of me a few moments before saying, “I love you.”
As close as I was to cumming, it all ended right there. I pushed him off of me and got off the bed.
I was confused and angry and hurt.
“You called me Alicia. In your moment of passion you called me Alicia.”
“No, Bastian, I –“
“WHACK!” I slapped him across the face. “Don’t you ever lie to me again!”
“Bastian, I’m sorry. It just slipped out,” he pleaded.
I turned and ran out of the room and out of the house. I knew Alfie, my chauffeur, would be there. He would have arrived shortly after we’d arrived and would have waited for me. I got in the car and we drove off. What really hurt me was that Troy didn’t even run after me. I was too angry with myself to cry. I betrayed my best and only friend, Alicia by making out with her boyfriend. My first real kiss had turned out to be a disaster.
My phone rang. It was Alicia.
“Hello,” I answered.
“So, Bastian where are you?”
“I’m on my way home.”
“How was your date?”
“It wasn’t a date…I made a complete fool of myself because he has a girlfriend.” I began to cry so I hung up on her and turned off my phone.
When I got home, I went straight to my room. I thought I was finished crying for the time being. I called Brady to talk to him.
“Hello,” answered a strange voice.
“Is Brady there?” I asked.
“Yes, he is but we’re in the middle of having sex so call back later.” Before he hung up I heard Brady’s voice giggle and say “Kerry!” I tried calling back, but the call went to voice mail. I didn’t leave a message.
My life was in the toilet again. I don’t know why I expected Brady to remain sex free, but I did and yet, there I had been today, almost having sex, so I couldn’t blame him. It still hurt. I told my dads I wasn’t feeling well and I wasn’t.
Michael, being Michael, didn’t let me get away with it. We talked about everything. He told me when people are together a long time like Alicia and Troy, sometimes the mind just slips up. It doesn’t mean that he didn’t love me. I still felt like a fool.
I was happy there were only two weeks left of school. I avoided both Alicia and Troy for two days, but on my way out of the school on Wednesday, they were both waiting outside the school entrance. I saw them and tried to rush past them. It didn’t work because Troy stepped right in front of me.
“Bastian, we are going to come with you and we are going to talk - all three of us.”
I shook my head no.
“Bastian, please,” said Alicia. I looked at her. Why did she have to be so nice? Why couldn’t she be a bitch like I read in stories?
“I didn’t know he was your boyfriend,” I said softly.
She smiled, “Do you love him?”
GOD! She could be so direct! I didn’t know how to answer that. I didn’t want to hurt her feelings by saying yes, and I didn’t want to hurt Troy’s feelings by saying no. I looked at Troy. He looked worried and like he was almost going to cry. I looked back at Alicia.
“I-I don’t want to love him – because he’s your boyfriend and you are my best friend and I love you and value our friendship too much. I don’t want to come between you and your happiness.” Right in front of her and Troy my eyes started leaking. I wiped them with the back of my hand.
She pulled me into a hug before other students could see I was crying. “Bastian, sweet Bastian, Troy and I broke up a day after I gave him my photo. He came out to me. I still love him but I had to move on and I did. We are still best friends. Two weeks ago I got him to tell me who his secret crush was. I was happy it was you. But I didn’t out you to him. I just hoped that your secret crush was Troy. He loves you and he’s been a total wreck these last couple of days. So, if you love him, tell him.”
She released her hold on me. I turned around and looked at Troy. “Do you still love me?”
He nodded, “More than anyone I’ve ever known.” He closed the gap between us. We were about to kiss when Alicia cleared her throat, “Guys, not a good thing to do here.” And I nearly knocked her over as I suddenly moved back. She laughed.
“I’d better run. Mavis is giving me a ride home. See you two later,” Alicia said as she gave me a kiss on the cheek and then did the same to Troy and then took off.
“Bastian, I love you,” Troy said softly, “Do you want to come over to my place?”
“I’d love to but Dad needs the driver and so I have to go straight home.”
“Oh, okay,” he sounded disappointed.
“You could come over to my place, if you want. I can check with Dad or Michael to make sure it’s okay.”
“Okay, if it’s all right.”
I called my dad and he said it would be fine. Alfie could drive us home and then later could drive Troy back home around nine.
When we got home Michael was there.
“Michael, this is my friend Troy Jennings, Troy this is my dad Michael.”
“I’m pleased to meet sir,” said Troy politely.
“Call me Michael and it’s a pleasure to meet you too, Troy.”
“I thought I would give Troy a tour of the house and maybe we could go swimming and/or watch a movie or something.”
“Cool. Well, dinner is just us and Lucile has it already prepared, so how about we eat at six. Meanwhile, have fun. I’ll be in the study if you need me.”
“I’ll show you around,” I said to Troy. He seemed a bit nervous.
“Lead the way.”
“That’s the living room and this in here is the movie room.”
“This stairway leads to our gym and swimming pool. The latest equipment down here I’ve only recently started working out – cuz I am such a wimp. Oh, yeah, through this door is the Jacuzzi and indoor pool.”
“Oh man this is awesome.”
“You wanna swim?”
“I don’t have any swimming suit.”
“Not a problem,” I walked over to a cabinet and opened it, “Dad figured at sometime I would have a guest so he bought an assortment of suits. You have the honor of being the first.”
I grabbed my suit and promptly started stripping. Troy did the same. I dove into the water first. Troy followed a few seconds later. I swam over to him. “Troy? Why me? I mean, there are lots of guys at school that are cute, smart and real hotties.”
“Because you are hot, smart, you have an awesome sense of humor, you are creative and you care about others. The day I fell over you, I fell in love with you. At the time, I didn’t want to admit it. But I couldn’t get you out of my mind. When you went to all that trouble to take the photos of me in the play and Alicia showed me your work. I hoped that it wasn’t just to get a picture for the paper, but because you had feelings for me. As we got to know each other, I found myself feeling lonely when you were not around.”
“When Alicia gave me the picture of herself I knew you had taken it. I knew the truth about how I felt about you. I knew she and I would never get serious and she knew it too. I told her I was gay – it was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. She said, “you’ve fallen in love with Bastian haven’t you.” I said yes. She said if she was gay and a guy I wouldn’t stand a chance because she’d have already laid claim to you.”
“Of course she didn’t tell me that you were gay and even though your Dads are gay it didn’t mean that you were.”
“I’ve known Alicia since we were kids, we’ve been best friends. We’ve made out but I never got as sexually excited as I did with you. I don’t know why I called out her name because I wasn’t thinking of her. I was thinking of you.”
I leaned into Troy and kissed him softly on the lips. He kissed back. I broke the kiss, momentarily, “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
We resumed the kiss. Our passion grew and so did some of our body parts. I loved the feel of his hard dick pressing against me.
I must have jumped a mile, and so did Troy. Michael surfaced.
“Yes?” he said all innocently.
“You scared the heck out of me,” I looked at Troy and he looked really worried, “and Troy.”
Michael laughed, “I know. You should have seen your faces!” He continued to laugh.
“Honest guys, I couldn’t resist. Maybe we should have a talk though before things get out of hand or into hand.” He laughed.
I blushed and whined, “Michael!”
“Look guys just take your time and don’t rush things. I don’t want either of you hurt. And don’t have anal sex until you have a lot of stability and a definite commitment. Your dad and I didn’t have anal sex until way after you were born.”
“Michael! We do not want to hear about you and Dad’s sex life. Gross!” I was blushing. Troy was sort of wide-eyed.
“I’d like your promise Troy to take it slow and easy with Bastian. He’s my son and I don’t want to see him, or you hurt by moving to fast.”
“I promise, sir.”
“Yes, I promise.” I was so embarrassed.
Michael, Troy and I had a quiet but pleasant dinner. Afterwards Troy and I snuggled together and watched a movie. We did a lot of kissing. We were taking it very slow.
“Do you mind taking it slow?” I asked.
“No, I love you. I was a bit embarrassed when your dad caught us in the pool. I understand he’s concerned about you. I think it’s cool having two dads. I wish my parents were as understanding.”
“Do your parents know that you’re gay?”
“God no! My dad would kill me and my mom would totally disown me. They are the epitome of homophobe. There is no way I would tell them.”
“What are you going to tell them about me?”
“We’re friends, best friends.”
“Oh, they’ll be okay with that?”
“Yeah, they’ll have to be okay with that because I’m not giving you up.”
I kissed him. It was hot and passionate. This time I was on top of him grinding into him. I could feel his hardon trying to rip through his jeans like mine. His hands went down my back and into my jeans as he grabbed my butt and pulled me closer. I loved the feeling of his hands on my butt. Our breaths were getting shorter and I knew any second I was going to cum. I was happy the movie volume was up as it tended to drown out our moans.
“Oh! Sebbie! I’m cumming!” Troy cried softly as his hands gripped my butt cheeks. I felt his pulsating dick as it pumped out his juices. That was all it took for me. Oh, man, it was the best orgasm I had had. Ever! I felt like there was a gallon of cum in my jeans.
I continued to lie on top of Troy for a while. Neither of us spoke. I was basking in the lovely feeling of being in love and being so close to someone.
“Dude, you called me Sebbie. I have a rule, you broke it and now you have to suffer the consequences.” I started tickling him. It was great! He was more ticklish than I was.
“Seb! Stop! Ha-ha-ha, please, I’ll pee in my ha-ha-ha-ha pants. Ha-ha-ha.”
I stopped, leaned down and kissed him. He kissed back. The lights went on. He jumped. I lost my balance on top of him and fell on my back on the floor and Dad laughed.
“I hate to spoil your fun but Alfie is here with the car. You must be the famous Troy Jennings. I’m Brian, Bastian’s dad.” Dad shook hands with Troy.
I looked at my watch and it was nine o’clock.
I walked Troy out to the car. I hated to see him leave, but I knew I would see him tomorrow. I hugged him tight before he got in the car. “I love you.”
“I love you too, forever, Bastian.”
I knew my dads were watching us but I didn’t care. I kissed Troy like there was no tomorrow. We finally broke the kiss and he got in the car. I watched as the car disappeared from my view.
As I got to my dads, who were standing by the front door, looking at me, Dad said, “So, it appears like you really like him.”
I nodded, “Lots.”
“So, it appears,” said Michael casting his eye down towards my crotch.
I looked down and there as plain as day was a huge wet spot. I could feel my cheeks burning.
Dad and Michael laughed.
Dad wrapped his arm around my shoulders and gave me a squeeze. “I’m happy that you are so happy. I’m happy you have a boyfriend. I love you Bastian. Always have. Always will.”
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