If Truth be Told

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I went through my arsenal wanting to post something; I was empty. I wanted to post, ‘Something Different’, or ‘One Little Thing’, but they were empty. I thought about ‘Chris and Max’, and ‘The Bug’, but only had a few hundred words for the next chapters.

When I was in the hospital I started a new story, ‘Chris’, and worked on it as we cruised home. It was going to be a one-off, a short read that told all there was to tell; I’m at four thousand words and haven’t gotten to the good stuff yet.

I do like, ‘If Truth Be Told’, and ‘One Little Thing’, and I will work on them when I finish, ‘Chris’. RJC.

“Explain.” And I put a match to the half-baked joint.

“Explain what?” he asked as I was choking.

“Play it by ear. What does that even mean?” I asked.

“OK, Mr. one-tract-mind. What do you see a break consisting of?” And he had stopped crying and now smiled waiting for me to respond.

“I hear your soft moans in my ear, my tongue licking, my lips kissing, and you moaning louder. You are the only one talking.” I think I’d pretty much covered it.

“OK. We can take that break, now.” And he smiled taking my hand leading me upstairs.

We undressed and stood nude in front of the other. “You are a fuckin Stud,” I told him.

“And you are a hot, big, not brother.” He told me.

Yes, we had jacked each other off for years, seen the other hard and naked, but that was it. I knew I wanted to explore everything with him, all firsts, like tonight with the kiss and blowjobs.

He put a finger in me as he sucked and I wondered if he would like it as much as I did. He swallowed my cum, as I did his, and I hadn’t even thought about that till now. What did that say about us because I never gave a second thought about swallowing what I pulled from him?

“Ok. Talk.” And I pushed him back to the bed.

“Addam, we, oh.” And the conversation continued.

“Addam? This isn’t what I meant.” But he didn’t struggle as I started my voyage.

“Addam? Addam?” he said in succession.

I got off him, just like that. “Breaks over.” Where I found the strength; I have no idea. And I went back downstairs.

I sat on the floor in front of the couch and next to the ashtray. I picked up what was left as he sat behind me. “That was a break; not my talk time.” And he took the joint from my fingers.

“Oh? I didn’t know there were rules?” I returned.

“I said, talk now. And all you could do was.” He knew where I was going.

“Is that how it is, Addy? Are you, casually going to take advantage of how much I love you?” And he took two of my fingers into his fuckin mouth.

“Talk now.” He said pulling off for only a second.

He, might as well, been on my dick. I felt his lips, teeth, and the roof of his mouth. “Talk, Addy.”

“Talk time was upstairs, Allen.”

“No. break was upstairs and you changed everything.”

“Wait. What?” I couldn’t help it.

“Upstairs was the break and you said, talk.” And he really went to town on my fingers.

“Allen?” That was all I had.

“Ok. I’ll stop but we need to talk.” He said moving my wet fingers down to my right nipple.

“Talk,” I demanded.

“You first, Addam?” God, I loved him.

When put to you like that; it can be hard.

“You’re just gonna make me say it, aren’t you?” And I rested my head back looking at his smile upside down.

“Fine.” I started. “I’m not gay or anything but, I love my best friend and I will Marry you someday. I refuse to sleep on the floor or couch so, talk.”

“It’s as much my fault as it is yours, it was fear, Addy. I don’t know why because we both knew it, you saw it in my eyes and I saw it in yours looking at my crotch in your favorite pants.” And he waited for my response.

“You’re right.” I started. “I know you are going to laugh but, I’m still hungry.” I was being honest. I’m a big guy.

“The last thing I would do is deprive you of nourishment because we still have a couple more breaks.” And he got up.

I watched his ass as he walked into the kitchen pulling something from the fridge and put it in the oven. I pulled a few times on the joint and rested my head back. His bare ass on my midsection got my attention.

“Tell me again, Addy.” And I knew what he wanted to hear.

“I love you,” I said taking his hips in hand. “Still want to talk,” I asked?

“If no one’s ever told you; you have the most beautiful eyes, Addam,” And he brushed some hair away from them.

“I’m sorry I never told you how hot you are, Ally. I would have been so hurt if you ever took a girlfriend. I don’t think I could have handled that.” This was honest talk.

“Close your eyes, Rat.” He told me and I did.

He licked my lips, touched them with his so softly, his ass resting just below my balls, and then I smelled it. “What’s that smell?” I asked.

“I think it’s my lips, dumbass.” He said pulling back.

“No. What did you put in the oven?” I asked.

“Really, Addy?” He asked inches from my lips.

“That smells like my mom’s lasagna.” And my mouth started to water.

“It’s a combination of your mom’s and mines, recipe.” God his fuckin smile.

“When’s it gonna be done?” I asked in desperation.

“We have some time, Addam.” He said cuming back down on my lips.

This was; fuck. I mean I had the sweetest lips on mine and the smell of what made my stomach growl making its’ way up my nostrils. He was hard and so was I. I was lost in emotions, his kisses, his naked ass just under my balls, and the hard twin to my cock.

We pulled back from the kiss and just got lost in the other’s eyes. I started touching his body with a finger, “I’m gonna kiss and lick you here.” I told him, moving to another spot.

“I’m gonna suck you here and here, and here. Still wanna talk?” I had somehow found my balls and the cheeks of his ass with both hands.

I heard the timer ding and almost bounced him off my lap. Again I thought about eating it off his body. I was on my feet and in the doorway to the kitchen then looked back at him on the floor. “What?” I asked to his smile.

“It’s your ass.”

“Wait what?”

“Have you ever looked at your ass in the mirror?” He asked.

“I could ask you the same question, Stud?” We both knew we had.

I turned off the stove and killed the timer. “You know I have plans for that ass of yours?” He announced from the doorway all sultry and shit; that got my fuckin attention.

“Is it break time,” I asked with a growl.

“You need to eat first.” He was right.

I piled a plate with my favorite and salad; we ate on the floor. Well, I fed him. I took kisses between bites, licked his lips, and thanked the heavens for him. It dawned on me that I not only loved him but was in love with him.

“Can we make a fort on the floor,” I asked leaning back on him?

“I have a bed.” Was his reply.

“The floor’s bigger and I think it would be fun making a fort, like when we were kids” I admitted remembering back to the last time we did it years ago.

“I’ll go get some blankets, you get the chairs.” And he went upstairs.

We did it like when we were kids, each taking corners, securing them on pieces of furniture, and smiled at each other when we finished. He put some music on and held open a spot that was the door.

“Are we mixing break with talk?” he asked climbing in behind me.

I pulled him to me, his naked body mixing with mine, and I truly felt him. We weren’t hard or anything but he allowed my hand to roam as he melted into me. “I’ll start,” I said surprising him.

“I can’t even begin to tell you how happy I am right now.” I wanted to cry at the realization of it all.

“Talk time is over; now other stuff.” And he huddled over me.

“Close your eyes, Addy.” And I did.

He touched my face with his fingers, pushed hair away from my forehead, and started telling me about myself. “I wish you could see yourself through my eyes, Addam.” And I wished the same thing.

“I love you too if I haven’t made that clear, Rat. I have for a long time.” And his fingers softly slid across my smiling lips.

“I was empty after you left, I felt alone and empty. I tried jacking off but it wasn’t the same; like with you.” I knew what he was talking about but thought about, Wave. I needed to tell him.

His fingers traced around my nipples as he rose up being the lighthouse of our fort. “I don’t think I’m gay either; I’m just a guy who is in love with my best friend. That isn’t gay.” And I nodded still with my eyes closed.

“I never took a girlfriend because I never wanted one and it would have killed me if you had. If truth be told, I only ever wanted you.” And I opened my eyes.

He was high on my thighs, my dick looking at him like a dog wanting a drink of water after a run. “You are such a fuckin horn dog, Addam.” And he smiled looking down on little Addam.

“You got room to talk, Stud.” And I wrapped my right hand around his cock.

His head fell back at my touch, he moved up a little till his balls met mine, and I licked my hand returning it to his dick.