I DIDN'T KNOW HOW YOU FELT by Eagleman
This is a story about two teenaged homeboys. It is fiction. Comments welcomed: Eagleman_50@hotmail.com
Four teenage guys, on their way home from school, standing on a corner, talking. Two are black and two are Hispanic. Typical urban homeboys: baggies, turned-around baseball caps, earrings, sneakers, boots, real macho. You could watch these guys all afternoon and never figure out which two are hot for each other. They don't show it in any way. But two of them are - although neither one knows how the other feels. They're afraid to reveal too much. Their urban, ghetto culture won't allow that stuff in the open - they're way back in the closet.
Hector is in love with Tyrone; he has been since seventh grade. Tyrone is bonkers about Hector; he's all he thinks about. Hector is a real light Puerto Rican kid, black straight hair, really handsome with dreamy eyes and a runner's body. Tyrone is deep chocolate, with thick eyebrows, gray eyes and a muscled body that stands out everywhere. He works out, plays ball and is in love Hector.
Hector has been trying to figure out how to get into Tyrone's pants. Even though Tyrone has never given any hint that he might be gay, Hector has this feeling that there's a chance. Anyway, he's finally decided that its now or never.
Tyrone can think of nothing but being with Hector. He jerks off with visions of Hector in his mind. He talks to Hector in his mind, making up the conversations they could have if they could express how they really feel. Something has come up at home that he thinks he can use to get to Hector - he's got a plan. He's just waiting for the other guys to leave, so he can talk to Hector, alone.
Finally they were alone.
"Hector, listen man, I thought those dudes would never check out."
"Yeah, Ty, what did you want to talk about."
"Hey, man, my aunt died in Georgia and my folks are going for the funeral. Can you sleep over?" Hector didn't believe he heard that right - can he sleep over? Sleep over with Tyrone Green? He had to check himself so that he didn't sound too excited.
"Man, you afraid to stay by yourself?"
"Yep." Tyrone was not gonna be sidetracked.
"OK. When they leavin'?"
"In the morning. You can come after school tomorrow and stay the weekend." Three nights!
Everything was arranged. Hector brought his stuff to school in his gym bag and went home with Tyrone. They ate, went to the movies and then got home after 11PM. Tyrone began unfolding his plan.
They were in Tyrone's room, sitting on the bed, just talking.
"Hector?"
"Yeah, man."
"Let's do something different. Let's agree that for the next hour we can ask each other questions and the other has to tell the absolute truth."
"That sounds stupid, man. I tell the truth anyway, at least to you."
"Let's just try it, OK?"
"All right. You first."
"I get five questions and then you."
Tyrone looked Hector right in the eye and began. He had thought this out beforehand.
"You think I'm handsome?"
"Yeah, man. Ain't nobody better lookin' than you, except me." They both laughed.
"You bonin' Milly?" Hector talked to Milly sometimes. He had told the guys she was putting out for him.
"Nope." He looked kind of sheepish.
"You ever bone a chick?" He had bragged about all the pussy he was getting.
"Nope." Hector was beginning to feel kind of embarassed.
"You got a big dick?" Tyrone was staring right at Hector, waiting.
"Yeah, man." Hector was beginning to wonder where these questions were going. He was glad there was only one more.
"How do you know?" What a dumb question!
"It looks big to me."
"My turn." Hector was relieved. He thought for a minute. It had occurred to him how he could play this game to his advantage.
"You ever bone a chick?"
"Nope."
"Ever try to get some pussy?"
"Nope."
"What you like better - girls or guys?" Tyrone was trapped and he knew it.
"Guys." Hector smiled. He decided he liked this game.
"You ever bone a guy?" He was getting done to the serious stuff.
"Nope."
"Would you like too?" Hector realized he really needed one more question to get what he wanted. He wished...
"Yeah, I would." Tyrone said this real softly, almost inaudibly, but Hector heard it loud and clear. It was Tyrone's turn.
"Hector, you ever bone a guy?"
"Nope, but I would like to." Hector figured, 'why beat around the bush.'
"Would you like to bone me?" They had arrived at the moment of truth and the ball was in Hector's court. He looked at Tyrone for a long time and then leaned over so that his mouth was in Tyrone's ear.
"I want it so badly I can't sleep for thinkin' about it. My dick aches for you. Yeah, Ty, yeah, yeah, yeah. I want to bone you and I want you to bone me. Yeah. You know what - I want to suck your piece, eat your booty, taste your stuff and feel you in me. I want it all, bro. Can you deal with that shit!" Hector was whispering in Tyrone's ear. He had no idea how Tyrone would respond but he knew he had to say it. This little game had shown him that he couldn't beat around the bush anymore - he had to be real with Tyrone.
Tyrone looked at Hector and smiled. So, he had been right. He turned to Hector and kissed him. It was just a peck, a tentative start, but it was a kiss.
"Hector, you been blowin' my mind since seventh grade, dude. I want you, I WANT you, I want YOU - all of you. I didn't know how you felt, man. I want to fuck you 'til you scream and then I want to give you my virgin booty to do your thing. We got two days and three nights, let's get it on."
What happened during that weekend is really indescribable.
First,Tyrone lay down on his bed lifted his legs and let Hector rim his hot ass. Then Hector lubed his dick and Tyrone's ass and pushed his eight-inch cock into him. He grabbed the headboard and fucked Tyrone's hot black ass until the bed bounced across the room. His cum bathed Tyrone's ass walls.
Next, Tyrone sat in a chair with his nine-inch rod sticking straight up. Hector eased his lubed ass down on his black cock and then proceeded to bounce up and down on Tyrone's joystick. Ty then put his muscled arms around Hector, stood up with him in his arms, and walked him to the bed with his big dick deep in his firm buns. He lay him down on his back and pounded him deep and long. Soon he filled him with his white jism.
They did it standing up in the shower. First Hector in Ty and then Ty in Hector. Then Ty lay Hector across the kitchen table with his ass on the edge, pushed his dripping cock into his ass and pounded him again. They did it on the living room couch. Tyrone was bent over the sofa arm and Hector stood behind him and plowed him like a machine. They did it on the living room floor with pillows under their asses. They plowed each other until they came in buckets.
When they weren't fucking they were resting so they could fuck again. They slept in each other's arms and caressed each other at night.
On Sunday night, their last night, Tyrone lay Hector on the bed on his stomach, pushed his huge, black dick deep into him and fucked him for more than an hour. The sweat ran off his muscled body as he got the best work out of his life. He pushed Hector's prostate and made him cum three times before he finished.
Then, they set the alarm for 3AM. When they woke up Hector rolled over onto Ty, pushed his legs up into the air and invaded his hot ass. He pumped and humped his lover just as he had done him the night before - for more than an hour. He came in his tight ass but he kept pumping. He came again but he kept pumping. He finally stopped after the third time. Then,they showered, clean up, aired out the smell of sex, and went to school.
Just before they left Tyrone's place Ty turned to Hector, grinned and whispered in his ear and said, "I didn't know you felt that way."
"Now you know, and don't you ever forget it, bro. I love you!"
Every time they saw each other in school that day, they grinned.
It's been three years since that weekend, but they still talk about it. They get together whenever they can, and that's often, to do it all over again. Because, now they know how the other feels.