" "Um, I'm not sure just why or how I feel this way," I said, rising from the chair." "Um, I'm not sure just why or how I feel this way," I said, rising from the chair. "I'm still not in any way gay, as far as I know. But I think that I have always wanted to be in love with you." I sat down next to him on the sofa. "That's why we were always such good, close friends. And now that your little secret is out, my true feelings don't have to hide anymore. "It's strange how a little ingrained cultural taboo could so effectively mask what my subconscious knew all along. I. Love. You." And we kissed. The kiss was strange at first, but the love behind it served to get me over the awkwardness, remove my lingering inhibitions, and let us relax and enjoy. Soon, our tongues were sliding across strange teeth and gums as we 'swapped spit'. Then, our hands began to move. I slipped my right hand into his robe and started to fondle his nipple while my other hand went around his neck and played in his hair. Kyle's hands just circled my torso and ran up and down my back. But, it was he who slowly pushed me back until he was lying on top of me on the sofa. His thigh was in my crotch, rubbing against my swelling boner. My hips began to squirm from the friction and the excitement of our kissing. I felt myself getting closer and closer to orgasm, but before it (and I) came, Kyle finally rolled off of me, stood up, and led me to my bedroom. He had let me keep the big room when he moved in (now I understood his reluctance to relocate here, but I sure was glad he had!). I had done it up very simply. One wall was a window with a fantastic view: Kyle adjusted the venetian blinds to block that view but still let in light. The carpet was deep ad soft and white, the walls were ivory around the minimalist paintings on the walls. The only furniture was the bed; its headboard was an excellent nightstand, and one of the two other doors in the room opened onto a dressing room as big as Kyle's bedroom that contained my clothes and dresser (the other door led to a bathroom larger than the dressing room). The door closed behind me and Kyle turned from the window. |