Date: Mon, 23 Jul 2018 00:54:02 -0700 From: Joe L Subject: Mason in the Center - Part 1, Chapter 5 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This story is completely fictional. Any resemblance by name or description to anyone dead or alive is totally coincidental. This is a love story between two brothers, both of whom are under the age of 18. If this offends you, if you are not of legal age or if this content is not legal in your area, please do not read this. If you have comments, please email me at bdslider1@gmail.com. If you enjoy my stories, please consider donating to nifty.org. Their hard work helps us all enjoy these stories. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mason in the Center Part 1 Chapter 5 I can't believe that it's already been forty minutes, and I can't believe I forgot to even glance at the clock. I scramble to my feet, and Tyler makes a mad dash for the bathroom. I just hope he gets there before Parker sees anything. I hear the bathroom door slam, and Parker bumbles into the bedroom just like any other day. I let out a big sigh of relief, and turn on the computer. I have a paper to start, but I don't know if I can concentrate. I try not to smile, still tasting Tyler's cum in my mouth. I want more... and we really didn't even get to make out much at all! Shit... I wish there was some way we could ditch Parker. If we did, he would squeal to Mom as soon as she gets home... and the whole thing might fall apart. I hear Tyler get in the shower and I yawn, trying to figure out what to write. I hear Tyler turn on the shower, and I smile, thinking about his naked body under the steamy water. Parker plays with some toys while I work and a few minutes later, I hear Tyler getting out of the shower. He walks into the bedroom with just a towel wrapped around his waist, and I fight every instinct to look at him. He picks up some clothes and walks back in the bathroom to get changed. I continue to ignore him, trying to keep things the way they were in front of Parker. Tyler picks up something and heads to the bedroom door. "C'mon, Park," he says. "Let's go watch some TV. Leave the dork alone." I flip him off without looking over at them, and they disappear. I take a deep breath and start typing again. This is going to be so hard... being around Tyler and not being able to do what comes naturally. I'm just going to have to live for those forty minutes we have together and now all the other hard work is making those forty minutes necessary. I finish my paper and head into the bathroom. I notice I'm a little sweaty and smelly from the heated time with Tyler. I wash myself off with an old cut-up towel that Mom has deemed a washcloth. I change into my favorite pale green sweatshirt, some light-weight gray sweat pants and white socks. I pull the hood of the sweatshirt up and take a deep breath as I head out to the kitchen. I see Tyler from the hallway. He's sitting at the kitchen table... doing his homework! I don't know why, but seeing Tyler do homework... on his own, without any yelling by Mom... is kind of sexy. He's wearing a white tank top, black running shorts, black socks half-way up his sexy calves and his black Nike athletic slides. He's also wearing his black Nike baseball cap backwards. He smiles over at me, as he notices I'm staring at him. I peek around the corner, and Parker is transfixed on the TV, watching his favorite show... some dragon cartoon crap. I lean up against the wall and continue to look at him. I can definitely see the outline of a boner in his shorts. I lick my lips as I think about it. I notice I'm completely boned up again. I guess this is something I should start to anticipate. I've seen him wear this outfit before, and I do remember admiring him in it. I just wouldn't let myself linger or think about him too much. I would make myself stop thinking about Tyler in that way. I guess I've been crushing on him for a while now. I just couldn't admit it to myself. Now that I'm looking at him through different eyes, I see how he's everything I've ever wanted in a boy. He's as sexy as any guy I've ever seen. I love his arms and shoulders... and those legs... those runner's legs are perfect. His eyes are so dreamy... with that poofy hair and soft lips. I can't imagine having a hotter boyfriend. I head back to the bedroom and pick up a notebook and my history textbook. I don't have anything else to do tonight, but I need something to justify sitting next to Tyler. I head into the kitchen and sit next to him, plopping my stuff down. "Hey," he whispers and glances over at Parker on the couch. "You look SO cute in that green sweatshirt. I always love when you wear it." He smiles warmly and tingles run through my entire body. "Thanks." I feel myself blush. "I was just noticing how hot you're looking, too." "Really?" he smiles. "Yeah. I've always wanted to kiss a guy in a backwards hat." He points down and we both glance over at Parker, who is paying us no attention. We quietly bend over and kiss under the kitchen table. We manage a deep kiss, being careful not to make any smacking noises. "That was exactly what I needed," Tyler whispers after we bring our heads back up. "Yeah," I whisper. Having survived one kiss without alerting Parker, I'm feeling more courageous. "Can I umm... touch your legs? I think your legs are so sexy." "Yeah!" he whispers loudly and scoots closer to me. I look at Parker again and feel it's safe enough. I run my fingers gently over his knees and down to the edge of his socks. Gaining more confidence, I rub my hands back up to his quads and rub them all over. I look up at Tyler, who is transfixed on my movements. "I'm so fuckin' boned up, dude!" he whispers. "Feel good?" I smile up at him. "Fuck yeah," he whispers. "Okay, lemme try something." He slips his hand up the sleeve of my sweatshirt and begins stroking the inside of my forearm with his fingertips. I moan uncontrollably, and we both jerk our heads over to look at Parker, who is still happily watching TV. Tyler continues to run his fingers up my sleeve, and I close my eyes. I bite my lip to try to keep myself from moaning again as I surrender to the feeling. I open my eyes and look at Tyler, who twitches his eyebrows with a knowing smile. "Ty," I whisper. "I need your cum. I need it SO bad. I need it NOW." "Bathroom," he whispers. We quietly get up and casually walk towards the hall. I peek back around the corner at Parker to see if he follows us, but so far so good. We run as quickly as possible and enter the bathroom. It has a door from the hallway and our bedroom, so we quietly close and lock both doors. Without a word, Tyler leans up against the wall and I drop to my knees. I have his dick out and in my mouth in one quick motion and begin hungrily sucking. "Yeah... you're gonna get some cum. You're DEFINITELY going to get some cum," he whispers as he squirms with pleasure. In seconds, he floods my mouth with several squirts of warm jizz. I moan as I taste it, but I don't swallow. I want it all to soak into every single one of my taste buds. It's so amazing. The taste alone is going to bring me to orgasm. As Tyler finishes cumming, he lifts me up and gives me a quick kiss before whipping out my dick and going to work on it. I quickly cum, as all it takes is a couple of passes from Tyler's lips down my shaft. As I reach orgasm, I finally swallow Tyler's load with one massive gulp and let out an uncontrollable moan. I look down at Tyler, who is happily swallowing down my cum as he continues to suck me off. He finally stands up with a big smile, and we embrace and kiss urgently. "What are you guys DOING in there?" We quickly stop as Parker's voice jolts us out of our bliss. "Nothing!" Tyler snaps. "We're just talking!" I say with annoyance. I unlock the bathroom door, and we join Parker in our bedroom. "What were you guys talking about?" he asks. I see from his face that he doesn't suspect anything strange was going on. "Just school stuff." "Tell me! You guys never include me in anything!" "It's nothing you would be interested in." "It has to be fun if you won't tell me!" Parker whines. "It's just teenager stuff. We don't do anything fun anymore. It's just talk, talk, talk." I hope he believes this. "There's a girl at school that Mace likes. He was just asking me some stuff about what to say to her," Tyler says. "Don't tell HIM about it!" I go along with it and punch Tyler in the arm. "Ooh!" Parker squeals. "I bet I could tell her all about how you like to be kissed!" He slobbers up his lips and makes kissy noises at me. "See what you did?" I roll my eyes and shove Parker by the forehead. He flops onto his bed, laughing hysterically. "PIZZAAAAAA!" Mom screams as she comes through the door that connects the garage to the kitchen. This always signals a stampede, and Tyler's and my new relationship does nothing to change that. Tyler beats me down the hall, and I throw an elbow to Parker as he tries to get around me. We scramble to the kitchen, and I head for the fridge so I can have a soda ready when the pizza hits the dinner table. I stop in my tracks as Tyler tosses me a soda with a smile. I could melt right on the spot. Tyler being sweet to me is just too much. Man, I have it BAD for him. I sit down at the table, and Tyler sits down directly across from me. I can't look at him in front of everyone. It's got to look like a normal gorge-fest for the rare pizza dinners at our house. I turn my attention alternately to Mom and screwing with Parker as I scarf down piece after piece. Suddenly, I feel Tyler's foot on mine. I glance over at him, trying not to leer. He has a sexy smile on his face that he's trying to hide by biting his lip. I could jump across the table and kiss him passionately; he's so fucking adorable. His touch drives me wild and sends tingles shooting all over my body, even though it's through both of our socks. I let him keep going a little longer than I should before I finally pull my foot back. I frown and shake my head quickly when I'm sure no one's looking. I'm going to have to have "the talk" with him after dinner. This can't happen or someone is going to notice. We regroup in our bedroom, and unfortunately, Parker is present yet again. "We need to talk," I whisper to Tyler as Parker picks up where he left off before dinner with his toys. I don't know why he can't play alone with his toys, but he always manages to find me or Tyler. "I hope you mean-" he starts, but I shake my head angrily. Panic flashes on his face. "No, no. It's nothing bad. I just... need to talk to you." We look over at Parker, who obliviously continues to play with some robot toy. "Can he hear us?" Tyler asks. "I dunno." I turn away from Parker and whisper, "Parker is a dirty cunt licker." "I am NOT!" he squeals across the room, while Tyler and I erupt in laughter. "I'm telling!" "No, no, you're not!" I run over to him and tickle his ribs. "Just, stop LISTENING to our CONVERSATIONS!" I appease Parker enough that he returns his attention to his toys, and I return my attention to Tyler. "Where can we talk?" he asks. "Go out back and bounce your tennis ball. I'll be out in a minute." I resist the urge to kiss him good-bye, and he bounds out of the room. "Okay buddy, I need a favor." I head over to sit next to Parker. "Can you give me a few minutes to talk to Tyler?" "Are you gonna talk about your GIRLFRIEND?" "We need to talk about what we're getting you for your birthday." "My birthday was two months ago!" "Okay, we need to talk about what to get you for Christmas! Just... we just need a FEW MINUTES, then Ty and I will play whatever you want to play, okay?" "Kay," he smiles, and swooshes his robot in the air. Man, getting a little privacy in this house is tough. I head on out to the backyard, hearing the familiar thump of the tennis ball against the back of the house. I reach my destination without anyone trailing behind me, and I breathe another sigh of relief. My life is going to be full of these sighs from now on; maybe I need to work on not making them quite as audible. "No one's looking," he smiles as he continues to bounce the ball. "How 'bout a kiss?" "We can't. I don't know where Mom is... and Dad could come home any minute." "Behind the shed?" "Race ya there." We sprint behind the shed and I lose, as usual, when competing with him at anything physical. He holds out his arms to me, inviting me to get wrapped up in them. He's even sexier in the moonlight than in the sunset. I forget what I'm doing for a moment as I just stare into his eyes. There's no one in the world that could resist him the way he looks right now. I shiver as I feel his hands run up my back. I lick my lips. "Hi," I smile. "Hey." He slides his hands all the way up my back inside my shirt and I press my body into his. It feels like our first kiss all over again. It's so slow and sweet, and we both immediately start moaning. I hug him as tightly as I can, feeling his boner pressed up against mine. I work his lips and tongue carefully, pressing in just as he yields slightly. We're getting good at this. Suddenly, I realize that I have no idea how long we've been kissing, and I break away in panic. I quickly look around, and everything is just as it was. "Ahhhhhh...." Tyler crumples to the ground and flops over on his back, laughing. "Dude, I could kiss you FOREVER!" "Me too." I try to regain my composure. "Go bounce the ball again before anyone notices!" "Oh yeah." He jumps up, dusts himself off and runs back over to where he dropped the ball. I sit down in one of our old patio chairs while he begins. I see no one inside, and it doesn't appear we've been caught... this time. I sit and watch Tyler bounce the ball and quickly become lost in his sexiness. Those arms and shoulders.... They're so boyish, but muscular and ripply, and I get to be wrapped up in them... and those legs... they're so perfect. I can rub them now... after he's been running... and while I'm sucking his dick. "Sooo?" he smiles over at me while he continues bouncing the ball. "What?" I ask, returning to consciousness. "You wanted to... talk about something?" "Oh yeah!" That was the whole point of coming out here. I'd better get to the point because Parker may start looking for us soon. "Do you... know the word 'incest'?" "You mean like bugs 'n spiders 'n stuff?" "No, not insects. In-cest," I say a little too loud. I resist the urge to tell him that spiders aren't insects. He shrugs his shoulders as he continues to bounce the ball, which never deviates from its path from his hand to the wall and back to his hand. It's very hypnotic. "Incest is when you have sex with someone in your family." "It has a name?" he asks, unfazed. "Yeah... and it's a bad name." "What do you mean?" "Incest... it's considered..." I have to try to use words that will get across my meaning and hopefully won't freak him out. This won't be easy. "It's like... people say... it's like a mental disorder. It's like you're sexually crazy if you do it... sexually crazy in a bad way." "So?" "That's just it! If we ever get caught... it'll be like... really, REALLY bad. First of all, imagine what it would be like to be outed at school. If people knew you're having sex with your brother, it would be about a million times worse than people just knowing you're gay. Mom would lose her fucking mind. Dad would... I have no idea what Dad would do... but he'd probably never speak to us again. But the worst part is that they'd try to keep us apart. They wouldn't let us be together." "No way!" "Trust me, keeping us apart would be their number one priority. It might even destroy the family." "What are you talking about?" He stops bouncing for the first time and looks at me with fear and confusion. "Mom would blame Dad. Dad would blame Mom. They would blame themselves. They might get a divorce. We might end up living with different relatives, and we might not ever see each other or Carson or Mom or Dad ever again." "Shit." He begins to bounce the ball again. "Do you think... what we're doing is crazy... and sick... and wrong?" "Fuck, no," I say without hesitation. "The real reason why incest is wrong is that if a brother and sister have a baby together, it will come out all fucked-up with birth defects. There's no harm in two brothers doing it... and I bet it's more common than people think. I think gay guys fool around with and practice on their brothers all the time. They just don't talk about it. Actually, I think it would've been a lot crazier to turn you down when you asked me to be your boyfriend." "Thanks." The smile returns to his face. "You looked like... you weren't sure when I asked you." "I was just a little shocked. I was expecting you'd ask me... ya know... to mess around with you. You know, starting with sucking some dick." "STARTING with that? Why wouldn't I ask you to be my boyfriend first? Isn't that something that you'd do with your boyfriend?" "Well... some people... a lot of people... like to have sex without... the relationship stuff. They just wanna get laid... like Carson!" "I guess I just don't get that. I don't know why you would want to kiss and do sex stuff with someone who's not your boyfriend. It would just be... nothing. It wouldn't feel good at all." "Lemme put it this way. Tell me a celebrity that you have a crush on." "No way!" I see him blush in the moonlight. "Just tell me." "I dunno.... Austin Mahone, I guess." "Ooh yeah, he's cute. Okay, say you go to an Austin Mahone concert, and he sees you in the crowd. He asks to meet you backstage after the show, and he just wants a blow job and then to blow you. Would you do it?" "No way." "Why not?" "Cuz I'd be cheating on YOU, stupid!" "Okay, okay... say this whole thing happened a week ago... before the spin-the-bottle game, and I'm not even in the picture. Would you do it?" "I guess... but when I would get backstage with him, I'd ask him to be my boyfriend before we did anything." "What if he said 'no'? Maybe he just wanted a quick blowjob and he'd be leaving later that night to the next stop on his tour." "I guess I'd just leave... or maybe I'd just try to kiss him until he said 'yes'." "Okay, it's official! You are the sweetest, most amazing-est guy in the world!" I slump out of my chair and roll over on my back, laughing. Tyler misses the ball for the first time, and he scrambles into the yard after it, trying to control his own laughter. It all makes sense now. The guy just wants to be loved! Every problem in his life can be traced back to not feeling loved. I'm going to make sure he gets that love from now on. "So... if I asked you just to mess around at first, what would you have said?" he asks, getting his tossing rhythm back. "Yes, of course... you're hot! But as soon as you touched me for the first time, I would have wanted to be your boyfriend." "You're just saying that." "No way! It was inevitable that we were gonna end up boyfriends. You just let us skip the awkward phase of making out and sucking each other's dicks while pretending we're not totally into each other." "Cool," he smiles, continuing to bounce his ball. "Anything else?" "Yeah. I just want us to be more careful. We have to pretend like everything is like it used to be. You can't smile at me at the dinner table and play footsie... as much as I loved it. You can't even get me a soda! We have to be normal teenage jerks.... The stuff about me liking a girl was perfect. You have to give me shit about it and pick fights sometimes. We have to be convincing." "That'll be hard. I kinda like... being nice to you." "I know, I like it, too! But it leads to more kissing, and that's something we gotta be more careful about, too!" "Nooooo..." "We can't do the stuff we did around Parker today. It's just too risky. We can't kiss or do anything unless we know exactly where everyone is in the house at that moment and has zero chance to see us." "That's the cool thing about being in a big family. We won't be noticed if we sneak off sometimes. Trust me, I know." "Maybe... but... yeah, you're right. Okay, some sneaking off," I say, and we both chuckle. "Parker's not coming... you wanna stay out here a little while longer?" he asks. "Yeah, this is nice." I take a deep breath of the cool evening air. I smile and watch Tyler bounce his ball. I have a warm, pleasant feeling running through my whole body. I feel so good about our relationship. It's going to be such a huge change of pace for both of us to be happy... insanely happy. "Dad's home." Tyler tosses his ball in the potted plant where he keeps it. "Wait," I call, as he heads towards the door. "After you brush your teeth, hang around the bathroom for a little while." "That's right!" His eyes light up. We're going to have a few minutes of time while Mom will be struggling to get Parker to go to bed. His body turns to lead on the couch and she has a tough time getting him up. "I think we'd be safe for a good-night kiss, don't you?" "Yeah! It's nice to have something to look forward to. I don't think I could wait until after school tomorrow." He smiles with that twinkle in his eye. "Ahhhhh... I want you again right now!" I roll off my chair again onto the ground, and we giggle. "C'mon," he says, and we head inside the house, trying to put on our normal act for everyone to see. We sit down as a family to watch some TV. I have to sit next to Tyler because it's the only seat left. It's torture sitting so close to him and not being able to touch him. I keep squirming and trying not to think about everything that's happened today... and especially, the taste of his cum. I don't want a boner during "Modern Family". "Don't sit SO CLOSE, fag!" Tyler erupts out of the blue and shoves me. This is perfect; it's just like the stupid fights we always used to get into. "I'm not, DICK!" I shove him back and we continue to tussle until someone notices. "Boys!" Mom scolds us half-heartedly, yawns and closes her eyes. We glance at each other with muted smiles. That was pretty good acting, as far as I'm concerned. We return our attention to the TV, and I let out a huge sigh. The Thursday night line-up has never seemed so long and boring. Finally, Mom wakes up after her third doze, and she announces that she's going to bed. "I'm gonna... brush my teeth," Tyler announces, trying not to smile. "I gotta get ready for bed, too." I stay behind to pick up the mess we've made, so I don't get asked to do it later when I'm in a more delicate situation. "Parker, time to get in your jammies!" Mom yawns, and he begins his groans and physical resistance. It looks like he's up for a real battle tonight. We should have plenty of time. I head for the bedroom and put on my sleep clothes. I've graduated long ago from jammies to one of Carson's old t-shirts, sleep pants and socks. Tyler always wears a loose tank top that shows his shoulders and ribs, and a pair of plaid sleep pants that makes his ass look great. I can't wait to see him in it, even though I see it every night. I hurry to the bathroom, and see that Tyler has taken care of the precautions. The door to the hall is closed and locked. Tyler is leaning up against the bathroom cabinet, smiling at me. He's taken care of everything; all that's left to do is kiss him. "Hi," I say as I casually approach him. "Hey." He manages to get one syllable out before my lips are locked on his. This is our most passionate kiss yet. It's like we're sharing a good-bye kiss at an airport when we won't be seeing each other for a long time. His hands are roaming all over my body, and I let mine run through his hair. I love his hair at night; his poofiness is starting to fall over, like it's sleepy. It's adorable. I feel like I'm nearing the point of no return, so I break away. I'd find it hard to explain my cum on his sleep pants. "Sorry, this isn't fair. You got to brush your teeth, and I didn't. I must taste terrible," I say, continuing to stroke his hair. "Trust me, you don't." "You sure?" I lean in to continue kissing, forgetting how close I am. "Wait, just sec," he says. "Actually, I think I need to hug you for this part." He embraces me, and I rest my face against his shoulder. I hear myself make the purring noise again and Tyler chuckles. I don't think I can take any more sweetness or I'll explode. "What did you want to say?" I mumble into his shoulder. "Mace, I think I love you," he says sweetly and I jerk back slightly so I can look in his eyes. "I KNOW I love you, and not as a brother. I love you as a boyfriend. I felt SO bad today... all day, and all it took was a few words from you, and I now I feel better than I ever have in my whole life. It's not just the sex stuff and the kissing... it's you. You make me feel so good inside, and you make me feel so good about myself... like I'm worth loving. I thought I was in love with you for a long time, but it was really just a big crush. Now that we've been together these past couple of days, I know it. I really, really love you... for reals." "You are SO worth loving. I DO love you! I love you as everything... a brother, a boyfriend, a companion, a lover, a tennis-ball-bouncer.... Everything. I've been thinking that you're a completely different person now, but now I know that's not fair to you. This was inside of you the whole time. It's like I finally met the real Tyler in these last two days. I'm so lucky to really know you, and I'm SO lucky that you love me. I can't believe how totally and completely I fell in love with you in just two days, but that's just how amazing you are!" "Yeah, this is the real me. I'm sorry I didn't show you sooner," he says. "I understand. It's really hard to be yourself sometimes." "I love you," he says again, moving his mouth back towards mine. "I love you, too." I put my arms back over his shoulders. We resume our passionate kiss, really working our tongues together for the brief time we have left. Somehow, I hear Parker enter the bedroom, and I quickly slip out of Tyler's arms and head over to the sink. He leaves the room and I make sure my t-shirt covers my hard-on. I pick up my toothbrush and carefully go through my routine while I listen to Mom trying to get Parker into his pajamas. My heart is beating so fast, but I try my best to act normally. I pass them in the doorway as the battle for Parker's tooth-brushing is now beginning. Mom always has to watch Parker brush his teeth. He used to lie about brushing, and once he actually got an abscess, and it was really expensive. Mom should be distracted for another few minutes, at least. I climb into bed and smile at Tyler, who is all tucked in and watching my every move. I wish I could climb into his bed with him. "It feels so good to say, 'I love you,'" I whisper, not able to stop smiling. "Yeah." He's sporting that same dreamy smile. "I love you." "Sorry, I shoulda told you earlier. I don't know what I was thinkin'!" "Just tell me again." "I love you," I whisper as seriously as I can. "I love you, too." We stare at each other with goofy smiles for a while, as the tooth-brushing in the other room doesn't sound like it's going too well. "Hey Mace?" "Yeah?" "What is it like to kiss me?" "What do you mean?" "What do you feel inside?" "I dunno... I just close my eyes and enjoy the feeling. It's so much more different than I thought it would be... I just kinda... get lost in it... I can feel your love so deeply in your kiss and the way you hold me. It's really, really nice. What about you?" "Kissing is something... I've thought a lot about... something I've always wanted to do. I always thought it would be the BEST feeling ever." "Well, did it live up to your expectations?" I smile. "Well, it's WAY better than I thought it would be. It starts off just feeling perfect... all over my body... at first." "At first?" "Yeah, and then...." He glances to the bathroom door, but Mom and Parker are still locked in battle. "And then, my dick starts to feel REALLY good...." "Oh yeah?" I smile, thinking about how perfect his dick is. "Yeah, my dick starts to feel better and better... and then, all I can feel is my dick. It gets so hard and feels so good... I didn't think that would happen, but it does... every time. Does your dick... feel really good when you're kissing me?" "Uhh... YEAH!" I say a little too loudly. "You're so fuckin' hot, and you're such a good kisser... my dick is screamin', 'Fuck yeah!'" "That makes me so happy... that you like to kiss me," Tyler smiles and sighs. "I fucking LOVE it! I bet we could make each other cum just from kissing. Let's try that tomorrow." I wiggle my eyebrows, and Tyler laughs. "I know we can do it. It's going to be so fucking awesome!" "Yeah," I close my eyes and imagine Tyler kissing me until his body loses control... and his cum coats our chests as we continue to make out... and then I cum... and then he cums again.... "I think I know why the kissing feels so good," Tyler whispers, and I open my eyes to look at him again. "Why?" "Cuz we're in love." "Dude!" I plop my head back on my pillow and stare up at the ceiling. "You can't be so... fucking amazing and sweet and kissable when I can't get to you!" "Sorry," he chuckles, and we lie in silence, listening to Mom becoming more and more frustrated with Parker in the bathroom. "You're SO brave!" I whisper, looking back at him. "Brave?" "Yeah... first you came out to me... then you told me you... ya know, you liked me.... Then, you asked me to be your boyfriend, and now you tell me you love me. I'm so chicken, I don't think I'd have the nerve to do any of that.... Well, I woulda gotten around to the `I love you' part pretty soon." "I don't think it's brave. I just... I dunno. I couldn't stand not knowing. I had to know if you felt the same way I did." "I do," I whisper just as Mom busts back into the bedroom. "You boys had better go right to sleep! I don't want to hear another peep out of this room!" She storms out without saying good-night. That must mean that Parker won the battle. Parker triumphantly smiles as he turns on his nightlight and switches off the main light. I smile at Tyler one more time and then stare at the ceiling. If I keep looking at him, I know I'll never fall asleep. I try my best to think about Mom and everything she's said since she got home. That's the only way I'll get my boner down. Every time I can concentrate on Mom for a few seconds, Tyler's voice enters my head and I hear him tell me he loves me over and over. It makes my dick throb each time. I might have to sneak into the bathroom to rub one more out. Eventually, I hear sleep noises come from Parker's bed, and the thought of Tyler lying just a few feet from me is too tempting. I look back at him and he bites his lip, smiling back at me. I can see in his eyes that he wants me to come over. I quietly sneak out of bed and sit on the floor right next to him. "Are you sure?" he whispers. "He's been drinking juice boxes nonstop since dinner." "It's okay. I just want to be with you." I give him a soft kiss and take his hand. We interlock our fingers and just stare into each other's eyes for a few minutes, not saying anything. Tyler strokes my fingers lightly with his thumb as he holds my hand. "You look really sleepy," he says, finally. "Just give me five more kisses, and then we'll try to go to sleep." "Okay," I kiss him, trying not to giggle. "Four more." I kiss him again, slightly longer and go in deeper. "Three more," he whispers. I can tell he's in complete bliss by his smile. We go in for a longer, more passionate kiss. He reaches around the back of my neck and strokes my hair with his fingertips. "Two more," I whisper more breathlessly. Things are getting serious. We're really making out now, and my dick is throbbing. "One more," we say in unison and really go for it. By now, we're in a great rhythm with our tongues meshing together perfectly. I feel like I'm going to cum, so I break away. I want our first kissing orgasm to be tomorrow after school when I can be completely in his arms, making out with him on his bed. "Eleven more!" he whispers, and we try to stifle a chuckle. I sit there next to him, unable to get up and just stare into his eyes again. He smiles sweetly at me and strokes my arm with his fingertips. It just feels too good, and my own bed seems a million miles away at this point. "Eleven more?" I ask. "Mmhmm," he nods with complete seriousness. "Okay, eleven more," I say, going in for another kiss. We go back to sweeter, calmer kissing. I don't think I'll ever be able to stop kissing him. Suddenly, I hear Parker groan and roll out of bed. I quickly drop to the floor and try to hide as much of my body under Tyler's bed as possible. Parker stumbles sleepily towards the bathroom and doesn't look in our direction as he heads inside and closes the door behind him. "Shit... that was too close," I say, getting up. I kiss Tyler one more time and finally head back into my bed. "Love you." "Love you, too," he whispers dreamily and lets out a big sigh. Once Parker gets back in bed, a wave of exhaustion washes over me, and I finally close my eyes. I know I'll be out until the alarm clock rings in the morning. "EEEEEEEE!!!" I awaken with a jolt as Parker runs from the room. He's having another stupid nightmare, and I had finally gone to sleep! I look over at Tyler, as we usually commiserate when this happens and groan about what a baby Parker is. It doesn't dawn on me until I see the look in his eyes.... We're alone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ If you'd like pictures (G-rated, of course!) of what I think Mason and Tyler look like, send me an email. I will be posting one chapter of this story every week, and I will be alternating with a repost of an older story in the Gay-High School section called "Backdoor Slider". It is a love story between best friends that are baseball players. Also, check out my story, "We Have the Summer" in the Gay-Incest section, which was just completed! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~