Tyler Goes Gay

Tyler Goes Gay, a short story by Josh Terrence

mb/mm/oral/anal/mast/rimming

Author's note: This short story depicts sexual acts between males of various ages. If you are offended by sex between men, teenage boys, boys or between males of any age, why are you here? If you are not a legal adult or if this content is illegal in your locale, leave now.

This story is a work of pure fiction. The taboo acts depicted in this story are not condoned by the author, this is fantasy only. All Characters in this story are portrayed by actors 18 years of age or older. This disclaimer applies to all installments of this story, past and present.

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At 10am I was sprawled out on the couch in my jammies, flipping through channels when a commercial filled with cute boys caught my attention. I felt a sizzle in my tummy as I trained my eyes on the biggest boy of the bunch. He looked like he was about 13 or 14 and when he smiled, his braces took my breath away. I could feel the sizzle in my tummy spread down to my crotch, where my little dick was starting to stiffen up. I hissed a little and thought to myself, He's so cute!

Suddenly my mid morning bliss was rudely interrupted.

"Tyler, it's time to go get some fresh air!" mom called out from the kitchen, and I rolled my eyes. "It's Saturday and you don't need to spend all day in the house!"

"Fine!" I yelled back, then I got up from the couch, keeping my eyes trained on the screen until the commercial was over, then I used the remote to turn it off.

I went down the hall to my room and changes into my board shorts and a teeshirt, then I fixed my hair in the mirror before I grabbed my skateboard and brought it with me. I leaned it up against the wall and went to let my mom know I was leaving.

Walking to the kitchen, I flipped my bangs out of my eyes and said, "I'm gonna ride my board."

"Come give me a hug and kiss," she told me. When she had me wrapped up in a hug, she told me, "We're going out for lunch when daddy gets home. I'll text you when it's time to start heading back."

"Love you," I said, smiling up at her.

"I love you too, munchkin," she said. She kissed me on the end of the nose and I scrunched my face, then she let go of our hug and I headed out with my skateboard in hand.

I rode my board down to the art district, right through a block of coffee shops and bookstores. I coasted around the corner from the busiest coffee shop and grinned when I spotted the gay bar. It was still early so the bar was closed, but I knew that later the parking lot would be brimming with hot guys going into the bar alone and hoping to walk out with another man on their arm.

I decided to take a detour down a paved nature trail and see if I could scope out some cute boys. Since it was Saturday, the trail was crowded with people walking and biking, making me groan as I hopped off my board and kicked it up into my hand. I walked for a few minutes, then decided to ditch the paved trail and cut through the brush. I could hear the nearby creek running downstream and decided to go deeper into the trees.

I walked for about 5 minutes and pretty soon I couldn't hear people on the trail anymore. It was serene and peaceful for a few moments, then I heard the sound of traffic and realized I wasn't far from the road. I trekked a little further through the bush and saw a line of rooftops from the art district, including the rainbow colored roof of the gay bar.

And that's when I spotted a clearing about 50 feet away, where two shirts were hanging off a branch and two pairs of pants were folded neatly on the same branch. A few feet away from that, two men were having full-on sex!

I was completely mesmerized but I dipped down low, not wanting to be seen. I wasn't sure what would happen if they caught me watching, but the possibilities seemed ominous. Maybe they'd be pissed and want to kick my ass. Maybe they'd take a pic of me with their phones and post it online -- then everyone would know I was into guys. Or maybe they'd stop what they were doing, and I really didn't want that.

From where I was hiding, I could see all the action at the bottom of the hill. I couldn't believe my eyes -- two guys were going all the way and I was seeing it all! The guy getting fucked had a big grin on his face and the guy fucking him had his face buried in the bottom's neck. His hips were thrusting back and forth, non stop, and the guy on the bottom had his legs in the air. He had his shoes on and they were moving back and forth like windshield wipers. All the sudden the guy on top kissed the guy he was fucking and I could see their tongues moving around!

The whole thing was so hot! I wanted to get a better look so I stealthily moved through the bush, carrying my board with me and trying not to make any noise. I got close enough to hear the bottom moaning, then he turned his head and our eyes met.

"There's a kid in the bushes," he announced, then the top turned his head and we locked eyes too.

And just like that, I ran away as fast as I could without looking back.

While I was out to lunch with mom and dad, my head swam with thoughts of what I'd seen in the clearing. I wondered if the two guys finished the deed after I left or if they ran away like me. Maybe they panicked or were embarrassed. I know I was embarrassed.

"What's on your mind, munchkin," dad asked, and I realized I hadn't touched my burger.

"I was just thinking about riding my board later," I shrugged, then I picked up a French fry and dipped it in ketchup before popping it into my mouth.

"Honey you've been daydreaming," mom commented, then she took a bite of her chicken wrap. "Are you sure there's nothing on your mind?"

"I'm sure," I said with a smile, then I picked up my big burger and took a bite. With a mouthful of bun, meat and cheese, I took a sip of my soda. Satisfied that I was eating my lunch, mom and dad turned the conversation to themselves and I went back to thinking about what I saw.

When we got home from lunch I got on my board and rode back down to the Art District. I quickly found myself riding passed the gay bar a few times. It opened at noon and the parking lot was bustling with patrons who were catching my eye. Most of them hardly noticed me as I rode by on my board, but there were a few guys who looked me over. One of them even smiled at me. I blushed hard when he smiled, then he winked and I felt my tummy swirl with butterflies.

At some point I ended up on the trail again. There were still a lot of people walking and riding their bikes, and I could see a few of them getting annoyed with me on my board. Luckily, I came upon the spot that I'd used as a cut-through earlier and, against my better judgement, decided to go back. It didn't take me long to find my way back to the same spot where I saw the two men fucking. And just like before, there were two guys hooking up in the clearing.

I decided to play it safe this time and keep my distance. I watched as they locked lips and kissed with their tongues, then they started to strip! I couldn't believe my luck. They were both super sexy, and one of them even had a six pack on his stomach. The bigger guy had a huge tattoo on his chest and his arms were super muscular. When their pants came down, they both had the biggest dicks I'd ever seen in my 11 year old life.

In the front of my pants, my hairless little wiener was rock hard and pointing at the sky in my underwear. I felt breathless as I watched the stud with the sixpack drop to his knees and wrap his lips around the muscle stud's dick. He swallowed it all the way like it was nothing, then he started bobbing his head up and down with a frantic motion while the muscle stud held his head. I watched as the man on his knees wrapped his hand around his dick and started jacking off, then I felt a hand on my shoulder just as someone with a gravelly voice asked me, "Are you getting a good look at that?"

I whipped my head around in shock and found myself looking up at a tall, slender man with jet black hair and a salt and pepper mustache. He had a warm smile on his face, but there was also a look of smug confidence that I couldn't help but notice. When we made eye contact, he winked at me and motioned at the two men with his head.

"That's quite a sight, isn't it?" he said, and I couldn't help but nod in agreement. "You were out here earlier, weren't you?"

"No," I fibbed in a small, barely audible voice, and he gave my shoulder a gentle rub.

"I'm pretty sure you were, son," he said, his eyes trained on the two men. "As a matter of fact, I think you watched me getting lucky in that very spot."

"Oh," I said, crestfallen but excited at the same time. "I'm sorry I was snooping."

"You don't have to apologize, buddy," the stranger told me. "You're a curious young man."

I looked up over my shoulder at him and smiled, and when he smiled back, I breathed a sigh of relief. We both diverted our gazes back to the action and I heard the leaves and twigs rustling as he knelt behind me.

"Do you like what you see?" he asked, resting his chin on my right shoulder. I could feel his warm breath flowing around my ear and down my shirt collar as I nodded my answer. "Did you like what you saw earlier?"

"Yes," I admitted through a whisper, then I felt his hand run up and down my back.

"Of course you did, buddy," he said with a whisper of his own, then he kissed my earlobe. "That's why you came back, isn't it?"

"Yeah," I said, feeling my little dick pulse in my shorts as his hand slipped up the back of my shirt and made contact with my skin. "Were you mad when you caught me?"

"No, baby boy," he assured me, then I felt his other hand running up the front of my shirt. His fingertips traced along my ribcage with gentle strokes, making my body tremble, then he kissed my cheek and I sighed. "I thought it was exciting to have an audience."

"You... you did?" I asked, then I felt his finger gently rub the diameter of my belly button while his other hand traced along my spinal column. I could feel him caressing my vertebrae while his warm breath fluttered in my brown bangs, then he let his hand slide down the back of my board shorts and he carefully pressed his fingertips into my warm buns.

"For sure, son," he said. "Tell me what you thought about it."

"It was sexy," I hissed as a deep feeling of pleasure and desire started to grow in my body. "I liked it a lot."

I felt his chin nuzzle my neck and his tongue made contact with my ear, then he asked, "Do you know what I was doing?"

I nodded without taking my eyes off of the action that was still taking place in the clearing, then I said, "It's called butt fucking."

"You're a clever little fellow," he told me. "Do you think about butt fucking?"

"Sometimes," I admitted.

"Do you think about anything else?" he asked.

"Yeah," I sighed. "Sometimes I think about making out."

"Oh yeah?" he said with a smile in his voice. "Have you been making out with anyone?"

I shook my head no.

"Is there anyone you want to makeout with?" he asked me.

"Boys at my school," I confessed. "And guys at the bar."

"What bar?" he asked, and it sounded like he was daring me to say it.

I swallowed hard and answered, "The gay bar."

With that, he brought his mouth to mine and planted a hard, tongue filled kiss on me that I wasn't expecting at all. His tongue invaded my mouth and before I had time to think, he was exploring my mouth and asserting his dominance over me. When he broke our kiss, he looked into my eyes, then he pressed his lips to mine again and kissed me with no tongue. It was a hard, forceful kiss that was so manly and intoxicating, then our lips parted with a loud smack and I felt my shorts fall.

I looked down and realized that he'd eased them off my hips without me even noticing, and I was now standing in front of him in my white boy briefs. He set his eyes on the bulge in the front of my underwear and licked his lips, then he looked up at me and examined my face for a moment. I felt so many emotions in that one moment -- excitement, fear, nervousness, desire and need all rolled over me in one wave.

I watched with fiery eyes as he placed his hands on the ground in front of me and placed his face at eye level with my crotch. Wanting to send him the signal that it was okay to proceed, I pushed my hips forward to thrust my crotch in his direction. He leaned forward and placed his nose up to the pouch of my undies, pressing it right into my tiny bulge. He took a long whiff that seemed to fill him with lust, then he pulled his face away and used his thumb to gently rub my bulge.

"Turn around, baby boy," he told me, and I quickly obeyed. I found myself looking over at the clearing again, watching as the men got dressed. It dawned on me that they must have finished while I was making out with this salt and pepper stranger, but all of those thoughts dissipated when I felt his nose pressing into my crevice from the outside of my undies. He drew in a longer, louder sniff than before, then I felt his warm breath pouring into the seat of my underwear through the white knitted fabric.

Before I could process the taboo feelings of standing in my undies with a stranger sniffing my butt, I felt his hands sliding into the leg openings and parting my buns. Even though my briefs were pulled up, it felt like my butthole was exposed and out in the open. A split second later, his tongue pressed into the seat of my underwear and his warm breath flooded my crevice, then I felt something I never imagined I could feel.

It was a pleasure that I had no way to put into words. It was the definition of a glorious contradiction -- it felt hot and cool at the same time. It felt sinful and clean, naughty and nice, carnal and pure. It felt like every feeling I'd ever felt when I checked out a cute boy was concentrated and bottled, then served up in a 44 ounce cup for my enjoyment. It was 11 years of secret attraction and every fantasy I'd ever had, all colliding in this one moment.

In a word, it was magical.

A torrent of hot and cold shivers were pouring down the backs of my legs and spreading rapidly up my torso. I could feel them running up my spine and then cascading back down, over and over again in a swift moving current that showed no signs of slowing down. An effervescent surge of pleasure wrapped itself around my groin and before I realized it, my whole body caught fire.

I felt him use one hand to grab the waistband of my underwear and tug them down so he could expose my butt, then he used both hands to pry them open and resume the rim job. I let go of a long, horny moan and my head fell over to my right shoulder as the blissful sensations continued to flow through my 4'5" frame. At some point I got so caught up in the pleasure that I started grinding my hips back into his face with a sensual rolling of my hips while I shivered and moaned.

When he finally abandoned the luscious rim job, I sighed with relief and smiled over my shoulder. He licked his lips and smiled back, then he pulled my underwear up and kissed me on the back.

"How was that, buddy?" he asked.

"It was the best ever," I said with a dreamy inflection in my voice. "I never knew I could feel that way."

"I'm glad you liked it," he said, then he pulled my board shorts up for me and patted my satisfied rump. "So what do you think?"

"Can I see you again?" I asked with a hopeful smile. I felt my heart flutter when he gave me a wink and a knowing grin.

"Sure thing, sweetie," he said, using his hands to straighten my shirt while I flipped my bangs out of my eyes. "I'd love to see you again. Would you like that?"

"Yeah," I answered, biting my lower lip. "Did I just go gay?"

"I'd say so, buddy," he told me, standing up and looking over at the clearing, where two new guys were sitting side by side in the grass and sharing a kiss. "What do you think about that?"

"I like it," I admitted. "I kinda want to start going gay all the time."

With that, he cupped my head and planted another rough kiss on my mouth. When his tongue slipped into my mouth, I moaned and wrapped my arms around his neck while he squeezed my satisfied bubble butt.

🏳️‍🌈 The End. 🏳️‍🌈

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