by Solet, Trina
“You looked good out there,” Tyler said right into Jake’s ear when he came to stand next to him. Leaning in so close, Tyler could feel the heat of his body and the perspiration steaming off his skin and clothes. His natural smell was intoxicating as it mixed with his cologne. It was a scent Tyler had picked out for him. He had held up the bottle and said to Jake, “This is you.” Now that was the only scent Jake wore. Catching himself staring, Tyler forced himself to look away from him.
~*~
Though Tyler saw a lot more gay people around him once he went to college, none of them had the impact of meeting Jake. The moment he first saw Jake, Tyler knew why he had to come out. He couldn’t stay in the closet if guys like Jake were out there. It took him a while to find out that there was no one else out there like Jake. He was an unstoppable force. After he met him, Tyler felt unstoppable himself. He also felt a part of something unequaled by any friendship he ever had before. Jake moved without hesitation, dragged Tyler everywhere he wanted to go and where he didn’t.
The club that Jake and Tyler liked best during their college years had been holding a Skin Canvas Show. That’s when they had art students, or anyone with a paintbrush, paint on living, almost nude, hot guys. Tyler noticed two blond guys off to the side waiting their turn to become canvasses. They caught his eye because they looked so alike. Tyler couldn’t wait to watch them get painted. Soon he had their attention too. They smiled to encourage him to approach them. After a little chitchat, he went off with them to a quiet spot. When he came back sooner than he hoped, he gave Jake the report.
“Not real twins.”
“What were you expecting?” Jake asked him like real twins were mythical creatures.
“I wanted real twins or not to be able to tell they weren’t real twins,” Tyler told him.
“So a real set of twins, that’s like your holy grail?” Jake’s eyes were glued to a muscleman being lovingly painted with a growling face of a tiger on each pectoral.
“Yes, it is.” Tyler had other interests, but twins had a starring role in his fantasies at the moment.
“It’s weird,” Jake said. “If I had a twin brother...”
“Wait, wait. Picturing it,” Tyler said and closed his eyes tightly in concentration. Then he opened them and shook his head. “Couldn’t do it. Two Jakes was just too much. I got a system overload warning, and I had to shut it down.”
“Anyway, doing it with a brother would be like doing it with you,” Jake declared.
Tyler fumed as he glared at Jake, who was still watching the painting of that muscleman.
“I’ll kill you. Or did you mean that in a good way?” Tyler asked.
“There you go again grossing me out,” Jake said.
Then and there Tyler swore to get him back for that.
They split up to go to their dorms, but Tyler had other plans. After a quick stop in his own room, Tyler went to Jake’s. Jake’s pimply roommate was reading a comic book on the bottom bunk. Tyler gave him a ten dollar bill.
“Here. I need the room.”
The guy looked at the ten bucks he was being offered and then back up at Tyler.
“Or you can stay and watch,” Tyler told him.
Now that ten looked pretty good. The guy took it and left. Tyler locked the door behind him.
“What’s this?” Jake asked. He was smiling, standing there in a t-shirt and boxers. Tyler looked him up and down.
“Earlier, I heard you give an uninformed opinion on what it would be like to fuck me,” Tyler reminded him.
“Oh, right. Like doing it with my sister,” Jake said, remembering it wrong on purpose.
“You said brother, you shit. I was going to fuck some sense into you and show you how wrong you were, but now I’m just going to kill you.”
“Hold on. Let’s go back to that first idea,” he said and grabbed Tyler’s ass. He groped him, and he was very thorough about it. “I’ve been dying to get my hands on this,” Jake mumbled in Tyler’s ear.
“How brotherly of you,” Tyler said not letting go of Jake’s earlier insult.
“Come on. That talk is just freaking me out. I have a real brother, you know. And there’s nothing sexy about that little shit,” Jake said pulling his face away from Tyler’s neck.
“Does that mean I’ve made my point?”
Jake looked confused.
“Ah, which answer will get me fucked?”
Tyler sighed. With his ass still in Jake’s demanding grip, the answer was irrelevant.
“At this point, any answer,” Tyler said honestly.
“I see.” Jake cupped Tyler’s crotch and rubbed him through his jeans for a while. His touch was muffled by the thick fabric, but it still felt good. Tyler really liked how he did that. His touch was confident, somehow undemanding but still urging him on.
Tyler let Jake undress him. As he moved slowly, it was like Jake was trying to seduce Tyler even though he already had proof that he was ready to go. Tyler wanted his own proof. He kneeled and pulled down Jake’s boxers. Jake kicked them away then took off his t-shirt and threw it behind him without looking. Gazing up at his chest, Tyler could see how hard he was breathing. But mainly what he saw was Jake’s magnificent cock. The sight filled him with almost uncontrollable lust, but Tyler made sure not to rush. Handling that incredible cock with the appreciation it deserved, Tyler nuzzled and licked the underside. Even that little bit of attention made Jake moan. Moving on to the head, Tyler was still using a light touch. He wasn’t trying to drive Jake crazy. It was just that his cock was worth taking time with. He wanted to enjoy it thoroughly. He wanted to build up to the moment when he finally sucked him in.
Taking Jake in was an amazing sensation, like nothing ever before. Tyler lost himself to the experience, moaned into it and heard an answering moan from Jake. Searching for a handhold, Tyler gripped Jake’s ass. Once he had his hands on it, he couldn’t keep them still. He massaged as he sucked, dug his fingers in. He went a little crazy until Jake warned him he was coming. It was more than he could swallow and then Jake dropped to his knees and kissed him. Jake grabbed a towel to clean him up but never stopped kissing Tyler until he was ready to suck him off.
Tyler was lying on the floor with Jake kneeling next to him, leaning over his cock. Reaching between Jake’s legs, Tyler pulled him closer. He wanted to be able to grope him as he sucked. Jake in turn rubbed Tyler’s thigh and his chest. Jake had to keep his suction light because Tyler was so close. But Tyler found his touch intoxicating. He was slowly driven out of himself with pleasure. Not knowing if it was skill or if it was Jake making him feel this way, he gave himself up to the feeling. Coming in Jake’s mouth was incredible.
For a while, Tyler was happy to stop right there. They were stretched out on the not too clean rug. Jake was lying on his back, sideways to him in the limited floor space, his feet under the small desk. His head was resting on Tyler’s chest. With his arm across Jake’s middle, it was almost like Tyler was holding him there, making sure he didn’t move.
A moment before, he had been satisfied and content to just drift in the heavy daze brought on by coming so hard. Now Tyler was getting his appetite back. It didn’t hurt to have Jake’s cock on full display, to watch it get semi hard. Jake was running his hand over Tyler’s arm where it encircled him.
“Is the lesson over?” Jake asked. His voice sounded funny, subdued and hopeful.
“No,” Tyler said simply and saw him smile. He rubbed Jake’s hair then held him with both arms. Knowing that they wanted the same thing, Tyler felt overcome with tenderness and desire. He had never been with anyone like this.
Jake released himself from Tyler’s hold so he could get condoms and lube. He dropped them on Tyler’s chest.
“You know what to do with these right?” Jake said though he was well aware that it wasn’t Tyler’s first time with a guy. Tyler almost wished that it was, but he was also glad that he had practiced before the main event. That didn’t keep Jake from being a dick ab
out it.
Tyler kissed him to shut him up. Jake put a towel over his roommate’s bottom bunk then leaned over it with his knees on the floor and his elbows on the bed. Tyler put on the condom and used a generous amount of lube.
“Now I know you learned how to do this on the wrong equipment. You sure you know what you’re doing?” Jake said.
“You’re about to find out,” Tyler told him.
“Just remember, I’m a man, fuck me like one.”
Tyler heard Jake’s challenge loud and clear, but he didn’t overdo it. He went slow, letting Jake adjust to him. Jake kept a hand on his hip to encourage him, but he didn’t rush him. His face was turned to the side, and Tyler could see his expression. He was gritting his teeth while smiling, enjoying the feeling of Tyler’s cock stretching him. After a few careful thrusts, Jake said, “I’m good now. Go for it.”
Tyler picked up the pace steadily until he had a good, strong rhythm going. Grunting with each thrust, Jake reached across the mattress to hold on. Tyler took that as the signal to pound him harder. He kept it up as long as he could, wanting to give Jake the best fuck of his life. But as Jake slammed back into him, he took them too far over the edge and they both went flying, out of control. The finish was sweet, hot, and it blew Tyler’s mind. With Jake coming under him, Tyler was pretty sure that he came with too much noise, but he didn’t care. He kissed Jake’s back then his face.
They stayed slumped over for a while, grinning at each other and kissing. When Tyler wanted to lie down, Jake pointed up at the top bunk. He climbed up and Tyler was about to follow. Seeing Jake’s boxers discarded on the floor, he picked them up. He put them on as Jake leered. Then he got into bed with Jake. In such a small bed they had no choice but to get close. Jake wrapped his arms around him. As he drifted off, Tyler hoped Jake’s roommate was smart enough not to come back before morning.
That was the first time he and Jake had sex.
The first time he and Ty fucked, Jake thought that it was just inevitable and also that it came out of nowhere. After paying off his roommate, Ty was standing there, looking more beautiful than a sunset, giving Jake hope that he had something good on his mind.
Ty proved that he did. He let Jake have the pleasure of removing his clothing and getting his first good look at that perfect body. Then he got down to his knees. The pull of Ty’s mouth almost knocked Jake off his feet. He might not have had the practice, but he had natural talent and a loving touch. Jake would have let him suck the very life out of him. Instead, he overwhelmed him a little with his come, and it made for a beautiful sight.
Now it was Jake’s turn. With Ty lying on the floor, Jake kneeled over him. Ty’s cock, thick and beautiful, was jutting out from golden hair right over those perfect balls. It made him salivate. Jake just wanted to swallow it down as deep as it would go. As Ty’s hands were busy caressing him, Jake made sure not to suck to hard so Ty would last. Wanting to touch him everywhere, Jake put his own hands to work on Ty’s body.
Jake almost forgot that Ty had arrived there with something to prove. Jake teased him, but whatever equipment he learned on, Ty knew what he was doing. Jake was sure he would last longer, but with Ty riding him so hard, he had no choice. It was like pure, hot steel was being driven into him. He came harder than he thought he ever could. He gasped for breath as Ty turned from relentless to sweet, kissing him and looking at him with those soul melting eyes of his. Then Ty took possession of his boxers and stayed the night.
~*~
Tyler did his best not to show his anxiety, but Jake could tell when he had enough and needed to get back to Julie. Not wanting to spoil his night, Tyler told Jake to keep going without him.
“Then it would be like you ditched me. Ty, I can’t let you become the kind of guy who would abandon his best friend,” Jake told him.
Tyler wanted to argue but decided to just appreciate Jake’s gesture. After stopping at a bar so they could wind down a little, they went home.
At Tyler’s, Jo was surprised to see them back sooner than usual. Searching for a snack, Jake marveled at all the food that could now be found in Tyler’s kitchen. He grabbed a grape Popsicle. Jo called what he did with it obscene. Tyler tore his eyes away and asked for a report from Jo.
“All I did was listen to Julie snore,” Jo said.
“She doesn’t snore, you liar. That was probably you,” Tyler told him.
“It’s possible that I was so bored that I didn’t know if I was awake or sleep,” Jo admitted.
“You were texting non stop, including with both me and Jake, mostly saying shit about me to Jake and vice versa,” Tyler reminded him.
“All stuff I can do in my sleep,” Jo claimed.
“You still had a better time than I did,” Tyler slumped to the sofa. He was feeling sorry for himself.
“He was too worried about Julie to have fun,” Jake said as he sat on the armrest even though Tyler had told him not to do that. It wouldn’t be the first time Jake broke a piece of furniture just by sitting on it. He still owed their friend, Lou, for an antique chair that collapsed under him.
“Worried about what?” Jo asked Tyler. “You texted me every five minutes to check up on her. When did you have time to worry?”
“I worried for the five minutes between texts.”
“Next time you can stay home, and I will go and party. Because I will do it right,” Jo said, and maybe he had a point.
“Am I permanently impaired? Am I broken?” Tyler asked Jake and looked up at him pitiably.
“Maybe. Look what happened to Glen and Dave,” Jake said.
“No,” Tyler protested. “Glen is balding, and Dave has that horrible laugh that sounds like he’s choking on a peanut. Don’t you compare me to them.”
“If the parental shoe fits. We never see them any more for a reason. Little Liam or Luke or Lars or...”
“Kyle.” Tyler supplied the child’s name since Jake was way off. “And my impairment is just temporary. I rushed back in too soon, that’s all. This is all still new. After Julie is settled in and comfortable and safe and... I am never going out ever again, am I?”
Jake gripped his shoulder.
“Hey, now, don’t give up the ghost. It was too soon to leave her,” Jake said finally doing his best friend duties and comforting him instead of horrifying him. He even threw in a shoulder rub. Then he leaned his face on top of Tyler’s head.
Even Jo joined in. He patted his arm and said, “There, there. Now give me my babysitting money.”
“You are making him pay you?” Jake asked.
“Of course I am. Free is the same as cheap. And I am not cheap.”
When Jo left, Tyler kicked out Jake as well. He now felt as if he was constantly playing catch up with his work. Plus he might want to get a few hours of sleep considering that he had to face Fiona and his mother tomorrow.
Chapter 5
The first part of Saturday was spent waiting for Julie’s new bedroom furniture to be delivered. Julie looked out the window excitedly though the delivery truck actually arrived at the back of the building. Then Tyler was horrified to see that some of the furniture was not assembled all the way. Thank God the delivery guys were open to being bribed to do it.
He and Julie watched them get it done faster than Tyler could have read the instructions. Tyler also ogled them a little. When they were done, Julie clapped and Tyler paid them. Then Julie got busy arranging things in a room that finally looked like it was really hers. She had a small white desk and a dresser with an oval mirror. Her nightstand held a lamp in the shape of a teapot. The bedposts were white and engraved with a spiral of flowers. The bedding was a combination of pale pink and bright pink with throw pillows shaped like big flowers. The colors hurt Tyler’s eyes a little. It amazed him that a room like that could exist inside his modern, streamlined apartment. But it was not as strange as the reason why. He was still stunned that he had a kid, and not just any kid. Watching Julie fuss over her new things made him smile. After eve
rything she had been through, she was such a trooper.
As Tyler considered what he had to do next, he wished he had tackled assembling Julie’s furniture instead. He dialed his sister and groaned preemptively. First thing after hearing about Julie, Fiona started doubting the truth.
“You’re an idiot. Someone is trying to trick you,” that was her opinion.
She was even more disbelieving when he told her that Julie was already living with him.
“What do you mean you had no choice? You could have said no,” Fiona said.
“Really? Said to my kid, ‘No, I don’t want you. Go away’?” Tyler said, making sure to lower his voice.
“Or to come back later after you verified everything,” Fiona suggested. Tyler doubted she could have said that if she was looking at Julie at the time.
“She had suitcases. Two little, red suitcases,” he said trying to paint a picture for her.
“Since when are you such a pushover?” Fiona asked.
“Since I found out I have a kid.” Tyler moved on before she could say any more. “Anyway, meet us at the ice cream place by Mom’s building in an hour. I’m breaking the news to her.”
He assumed she agreed and hung up on her. So far, she had never stood him up when he did that.
Tyler really wished Fiona would wipe that suspicious look off her face as she watched him and Julie approach from across the street.
“Julie, this is your Aunt Fiona,” Tyler said before Fiona could say anything.
“Just Fiona,” she corrected him. She shook Julie’s hand formally.
“Fiona, this is my daughter, Julie. You’re taking her for ice cream.”
Julie looked happy about that. Fiona looked a little scared to be left alone with a kid. As Tyler walked away, he turned to look at them. Julie was holding Fiona by the hand and leading her into the ice cream place. Fiona wasn’t the warmest person, but it looked like Julie was already winning her over.
