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"That was a great movie, huh?" Buddy Morgan said as we left the theater and made our way to his car.

"Yeah," I replied, "I mean, who would have thought working at a car wash could be so much fun?" We both laughed at that. Buddy opened the car door.

"So what do you want to do now?" He asked.

"I don't know," I entered the vehicle and closed the door, "oh! ah!" I exclaimed as I remembered something.

"What?" Buddy asked curiously.

"Nothing. I forgot to call Donna." I explained.

"Oh, Donna. So she's like your, uh, girlfriend?"

I thought this over. "I don't know." I took a breath. "I don't know."

Buddy watched me intently. "You know, it's-it's okay to be confused, Eric."

"Yeah, you know sometimes, I feel like, I don't know like we're in a movie, right?" I feel a little strange for telling this to Buddy, but I felt as though he would understand. It was easy to open up to him. "And um, I'm nervous around her, and I'm playing this part, right? But it's not me…" I don't realize how close his face is to mine until his lips are on mine. It feels like minutes but in all reality, the kiss is short because I break it off within seconds.

"Wow! Whoa! Wow!" I shouted and shoved Buddy off of me.

"What?" he asks.

"You're, you are, you're, you're gay!" I exclaimed. I'm panting and staring at him with wide eyes.

Buddy smiles. "What me? No, I'm not gay."

"You're not…?" I am throughly perplexed, "but you just kissed me."

Buddy gives in, still smiling. "Okay, I'm gay."

I hesitate. "Can you take me home now?"

"Look, I'm not gay," I try to explain myself.

"Yeah, yeah…" Buddy says immediately, with a wave of his hand, "Are you sure?"

"Yes!" I exclaim instantaneously. And suddenly I feel my chest tighten ever so slightly. Was I sure? And before I knew it, I was telling Buddy something I hadn't realized until this very second, "…no." I admit.

Buddy is still looking at the road but I see that his expression changed. "No?" We pull up to a red light. The streets are empty with never-ending corn fields except for a few farm houses and the glow of our town a few miles away. I never understood why they put a light here; there's never any traffic at this intersection.

I sigh. "Buddy, can I confide in you?"

"Of course, Eric, of course you can," he looks at me and I can tell how honest he is being.

"I've always sort of found…men attractive. Don't get me wrong though, women are great! I love their soft skin and long hair and curves…but I could never help my eyes from wondering over to the guys sometimes. I thought it was normal at first….you know…to compare." I took a deep breath, not believing I was sharing this with him. Never in my entire life had I ever admitted this to anyone. "But over time I became aware of my attraction towards men. I think I first came to terms with it when I was thirteen. And even though I realized this, I kept burying deep inside me. I thought it was wrong and I should be ashamed of it."

"It's okay, Eric, I know how that feels," Buddy confessed.

I nodded and looked at him. "I've always had a small crush on you. And when you kissed me, it just brought all of that back up. That's the reason I pushed you away, not because I found it disgusting or anything. Just because I…I liked it. And it scared me."

Buddy nodded. A small smile flashed across his lips but his eyes were still a touch sad. I noticed in the past how adorable Buddy truly was, but the way is sad eyes gazed at me with understanding I realized he was more than adorable; he was actually quite gorgeous.

"Listen, Eric, I'm sorry for bringing that up so suddenly. I never meant for that to happen," he apologized. "I'll give you space to think things through. Maybe you're not gay, but possibly…bisexual." I thought it over. Maybe.

"It's a possibility," I agreed.

The light was still red. Probably broken again.

Buddy's hand landed on my shoulder. "Listen, whatever it is, I'm here for you. No matter what."

And suddenly it was clear as glass. I looked Buddy in the eyes and before I knew it I lunged. My hands landed on the sides of his face as I pulled it closer to mine. Our lips clashed for the second time that day. I felt Buddy's tongue enter the kiss and explore my mouth skillfully. I followed his lead and used my tongue as well, brushing against his teeth and lower lip. I was burning up with pleasure. His arms wrapped around my hips and pulled me closer, making me moan into the kiss. I pulled back to get some air and suddenly I realized our position. I was sitting on top of Buddy with one leg on each side of him, straddling him.

We were both panting from lack of oxygen because of the excitement just moments ago. I looked him in his dark brown eyes before I pressed my lips to his once more. This time, though, it was a much more delicate kiss; a slower kiss. I let my hands fall to his shoulders and wrap around his neck.

Eventually we both pulled away again.

"So what does that make you?" Buddy asked, still slightly out of breath.

I laughed a little. "I'm not sure. But what I do know is…that you are one of the most amazing people a know."

"I hope it's not just because I'm a good kisser," he said with a small laugh.

"No, that's just bonus." I leaned forward and gave him another peck on the lips. Suddenly I felt self conscious and slowly crawled off of Buddy and made it back to my seat. I felt my cheeks reddening. "I should probably get home now."

Buddy nodded and cleared his throat. "Yeah, um, yeah. You know, it's only 8:30 on a Friday night. I was wondering if you would like to come over to my house. Unless, you have any plans…"

"No, no, I'm totally free," I said immediately. "I'd love to go over to your house."

"Cool," Buddy said and we both turned to the light before us. It was still red, making us laugh a little. He changes gears and pressed the gas peddle. When we arrived at his house, I was impressed. I knew Buddy Morgan was said to be incredibly rich but I had not expected his house to be a mansion. It looked like it could hold fifty people, though at the moment no one seemed to be home.

"It seems to be empty," I said as Buddy pulled up into his driveway.

He nodded and exited the car. "Yeah, my dad is working and my mom is out of town." I followed suit and we walked up to his front door. He unlocked the door and we entered the building. When Buddy flicked the lights, my mind was blown.

"Oh man! Dude, this is amazing!" I shouted and raised my arms. "Holy cow! Listen to my voice echo off these walls."

Buddy laughed in his cute, sheepish way. "It's a pretty big place isn't it?"

"Big?" I smiled. "It's freaking ginormous! It's the largest home for three people in all of Wisconsin. Probably in all of America."

First we played some video games for a few hours and ate some chips. A little while later, Buddy found the key to his dad's liquor cabinet. We drank and listen to music until an ABBA song came up and I began to sing along as a joke.

You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life

See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen

I pointed at Buddy and indicated that he should come over. He laughed and slowly rose to his feet. He began dancing his way to me and through the drunken fog in my mind I couldn't help but think about how sexy he was. The way he moved his hips and smiled his innocent smile at me.

Friday night and the lights are low

Looking out for the place to go

Where they play the right music, getting in the swing

You come in to look for a king

Anybody could be that guy

Night is young and the music's high

With a bit of rock music, everything is fine

You're in the mood for a dance

And when you get the chance...

I pulled him into my arms and began to rock me body alongside his. We laughed until our eyes connected followed by out lips. The kiss was a little sloppy but it didn't matter to me. The control and dominance Buddy had previously (which I liked) was gone, giving me a chance to be the one in control. He moaned into the kiss and I suddenly became aware of how turned on I was. My hand traveled from his neck, down his chest, and to his waist. I was aware of how wasted we were, as I was sure Buddy was too, but we didn't stop from progressing. His lips left mine and began biting down my jaw as his hand traveled up my shirt. My breath came out in little gasps and I couldn't think of anything else other than how much I wanted to sleep with him. His lips locked onto mine and he fisted his hand in my hair. I bent over and placed my hands on the back of his thighs, lifting him up. Since he was even thinner than me, I could lift him up with ease. He wrapped his legs around my waist and bucked his hips agains my erection, causing me to groan.

In the midst of my mind I realized the music stopped.

"Eric," Buddy moaned, "do you want…to go to my room?"

"Yes," I breathed.

I'm not sure how we made it to Buddy's room but when we had arrived I can honestly say that I didn't give a damn. My jeans were uncomfortably tight as Buddy pushed me onto his bed and straddled me. I pulled off my shirt and he began to undo the buttons of his own shirt. Damn, he was sexy. Once his shirt was off, I began kissing down his chest. He pushed me down again and kissed and licked his way down my stomach and to the rim of my pants. He began unbuttoning my jeans and pulling them down to my ankles along with my boxers. In one swift motion he tossed them across the room.

"Eric," Buddy said breathlessly.

I groaned. "Yeah?"

"Are…are you sure?" I knew what he meant by this. "Is this what you want?"

I nodded vigorously.

He licked all the way from the base of my cock to the tip. I moaned loudly and bucked my hips. Buddy began sucking on the tip of my member as he slowly pumped it. Eventually he dropped his hand and bobbed his head, taking all of me at once. My moans grow more animalistic and I match his rhythm.

"Shit," I mumbled as I reached my climax. "Buddy, Shit, I'm-" I came in his mouth and he gracefully swallowed all of it.

"You're so amazing," I whispered before I kissed him passionately.

Buddy smiled into the kiss and looked at me with his stunning brown eyes. "It looks like my job isn't quite done yet," he murmured. He was right, I was already hard again. He got up and removed all his clothing in one fluid motion and grabbed something from the drawer of his bedside table. Buddy pushed me down and gave me a light peck on the lips as he handed me the item from the drawer. It was a bottle of lubrication. I quickly squirted some onto my hands and carefully pushed a finger into his entrance.

"Ah!" Buddy cried out. When his face turns from pain to pleasure I add another and began moving them in a scissoring motion. When I finally pushed in the third digit, we both know he's ready.

"Just promise me something…" Buddy whispered between kisses.

"Anything. Anything." I promised.

"Be careful with me, it's my first time." He sounded nervous.

I held his face in my hands. "Don't worry, it's mine too. I'll never hurt you."

Buddy settles ever so slightly on my hard cock, allowing the head to just barely enter him. He pauses, then continues to push himself until he is filled up to the brim. My hand flew for his straining length, and I ran my palm from base to head in one powerful stoke. Buddy threw his head back, and raised himself off me, then back down again forcefully. Steadily, he began to increase his thrusts in tempo, and I moved my hand faster to match his pace. We were both moaning and grunting together, our body heat and sweat mingled erotically between us. My hips began a pace of their own, and I rose up to meet him when he would come back down again. Buddy whimpered my name under his breath.

"Fuck…Eric."

I loved how strained his curses were. I worked my hips faster against him, and he cried out, but my answering plea was not far behind as he put his hand over top of mine, so that our hands were working his hard shaft together. I couldn't think to breath anymore, the muscles in my chest had contracted against me, forcing my lungs free of air.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck…" Buddy whispered hoarsely.

We came together, screaming each other's names. Buddy collapsed on top of me and I pulled out of him. Both struggling to breath after our orgasms, we held each other gently with Buddy's head resting on my chest. About ten minutes later I opened my eyes and stared at those fascinating eyes of his.

"You are beautiful," I mumbled and kissed his head.

He smiled that innocent smile that made my heart swell.

"So you're not gay, huh?" he asked.

I laughed. "I'll get back to you on that."

Should I make this a multi-chapter story? I'm thinking yes, unless some of you disagree

Moe: definitely chapters.

Yoyo: okay, I'll put you down for chapters

KAZY: CHAPTERS! 3

Yoyo: Alright-

Pax: totally needs to be longer

Yoyo: I'm guessing that i need to get writing...