Chapter 2 – The Car Ride from Manhattan to the Bronx
So we left, and that was that, on the way over with his new stolen red car, we didn't speak a word, you figure it out!
"Jack, you look nice today," Tyler began. Well, no the whole way over there did we not speak, however, part way, we didn't.
"Thanks, you do too."
"Well, I saw you getting dressed, as I was drinking a beer, and…" he pulled over to the side of the road and leaned over to me and whispered softly in my ear and said… "I noticed your abs, and I touched myself."
For a moment, I paused, gasped and totally didn't know what to say, but then I spoke. "What, Tyler…" I also was whispering… "Does this mean that you are gay?"
"I don't know what you mean," Tyler said, and then restarted the car, almost pulling back on the road.
"No, Tyler, I don't understand, what did you mean when you said that you touched yourself?"
"It means what it sounds like…" for the first time, I interrupted him, I told him to shut the lights out and turn off the car and lean over so that I could whisper into his ear… "I think it means that you are gay and you wanted me."
"Here, have a beer."
Somehow I knew that the beer can was half full of beer and part full of Tyler's saliva. "Ok, What could hurt?"
"Jack, do you think that I am hot and sexy?"
"Tyler, what kind of question is that?"
"Exactly what it sounds like; do you?"
"No, I don't think that…" instantly, he leaned over towards me and smiled gently, this time not aiming for my ear. He kissed me on the lips once and started to pull away. I pulled his muscular arm back with my tight grip of my hands and I said, "Kiss me again!" What! What did I just say? I don't want him to kiss me! I'm not gay? Am I? Then he came back towards me and SHOVED his long, red, smooth tongue past my lips and twirled it around mine, and then he stuck his teeth on my tongue and bit it! What a babe! I shouted in my head.
"Stop, Tyler, you're a guy and I'm a guy, we're not supposed to do this! What are we thinking?"
Tyler didn't say anything, he just continued kissing me. Then both of our eyes closed, and I'm sure that this whole entire thing was from a spell cast on us by the devil himself. Neither of us knew what we were doing, we just liked it! Then Tyler started to unbutton my shirt as we continued to kiss, eyes closed. Luckily, it was night time, and no one could see us doing this!
"Tyler, do you think we should do this?" I asked, not wanting him to say no.
"Well, I don't know what's happening right now, nor do I know if I like it," he responded then continued kissing me.
Then for about 20 minutes, neither of us talked. We just moved, and didn't even think about what was going on. He pulled my shirt off past my back and off my shoulders. Then regained his confidence and grabbed my cock and felt it and looked down (after he stopped kissing me) and said, "Jack, you're really horny aren't you?"
"Yes, I think I am," I answered and then grabbed his cock without knowing and said, "You are too!" We both laughed.
Everything was happening too fast. Were we drunk or did we like it? Were we gay or did it just feel good? Whatever it was, we weren't going to stop for anything. Yes, we went all the way!
He rode me as we jumped in the back seat.
"Yes Tyler! More! Harder! Come on! Ride me like a horse!"
He jumped on me, and I tore his shirt off and we pulled each other's pants and boxers down to our ankles and we had fun! No one could stop us now!
25 Minutes later.
"Oh, that was so good, Tyler!" Tyler didn't speak; he just redressed and got back in the driver's seat, leaving me in the back. By the time we reached the house in the Bronx, I had jumped in the front seat. Neither of us mentioned what just happened at all, we didn't forget it, we just let it become hidden.
Disclaimer: This chapter was created solely upon request of the 20 things. I am not gay, however, I do think this story is getting pretty broad and is getting better. What do you think? Keep sending me emails and reviews! I want to hear from you! Thanks for reading! Continue with Chapter 3! It's a good one!
