Authors note: I got an email from a reader asking me if I do gay romance. I thought I had some of those kinds of stories on the site, but apparently not enough to please everyone. So whoever sent me that email, since you never left a name or email for me to respond, this one is for you. I hope you like it.
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Chapter 1
21 year old Jason sat in the audience next to his parents and clapped along with everyone else as he watched his older sister Amanda kiss her new husband. Amanda and Keith had been dating for about 2 years before he finally popped the big question and she was so in love with him, she naturally said yes. As he watched them turn to the audience, he slumped in his chair and sighed.
He just didn't understand it; there was love and romance all around him. His parents had been married for over 40 years and they still disappeared early once a week and did whatever they did. His grandparents celebrated their 65th wedding anniversary this year and they were still as smitten with each other as the day they met. Aunts and uncles, cousins, everyone seemed to have found the one person they wanted to spend the rest of their lives with.
And now even his sister had found her soulmate. He ran his hand through his shoulder length wheat colored hair. What was wrong with him? He didn't think he was ugly. At 6' and about 150lbs, he thought he had a nice body. He kept his hair neat even though it was long; he had a goatee that was always kept nice. And his ice blue eyes, well he had girls in high school tell him that it seemed like he could see into their souls when he looked at them.
He stood up with the rest and followed after the bride and groom as they headed for the reception. But his thoughts were still directed inward, maybe that was his problem, he wasn't interested in girls. Never had been, he dated in high school because he felt that was what he was supposed to do, but he never went past first base with any of them.
He tried kissing and holding them, hell, even touching them but there was never any spark. Most of the time he felt like he was kissing his sister when he kissed his girlfriend at the time. After a while, the girls usually ended things and by the time he graduated, he was considered a loser because none of the girls in school would date him anymore. It really didn't bother him though; girls weren't who he was interested in. He had learned young that it was guys that really struck his button so to speak, but since he was too embarrassed to go into a gay bar, he was still a virgin.
Jason ate the meal and cake and smiled while his sister and new brother in law did all the things you do when you are in love, but his heart just wasn't in it. He hated watching everyone else be so happy while he was so miserable.
Once the dancing started, he escaped out on the deck of the hotel and lit a cigarette inhaling the smoke and feeling his body relax. His parents disapproved of him smoking and he was really trying to quit, but since he didn't drink or do drugs, he figured he should have at least one vice in life. Of course, he tried not to do it around his family if he could avoid it, safer that way.
He moved away from the door and over by the pool, and just stared down into the still water. He could still hear the music, but it was a distant echo and for the most part he was able to tune it out. He sighed as he took another drag and watched the moon echo off the water. Was it possible for guys who liked guys to find love and romance to? Or was it just something straight people found? He was seriously beginning to wonder.
"Hey, you got another one of those you can spare?" a deep voice said by his right shoulder.
Jason jumped and dropped the rest of his cigg in the pool as he turned around. He stared into a pair of night blue eyes that crinkled as the man tried not to smile. "Sorry, didn't mean to startle you." He said in that soft southern drawl.
Jason felt a shiver run over his body at the man's voice and for a second let his eyes move over the man in front of him. He was a little taller than Jason, about 6'2 or 3, with a slender build. His long, jet black hair was pulled back in a tie at the base of his neck, giving the illusion he had short hair but in the soft breeze a few strands were blowing around his face. He was dressed like all the men at the wedding in a tux, but it seemed like it had been made just for him. It emphasized just the right areas to really show off the stranger's body.
Jason realized he was staring and actually blushed as he forced his eyes back to the man's face. "I...it's okay, I just thought I was alone." He stammered pulling two more ciggs out of his pack and handing one to the other man.
Jason watched him flick open a lighter and a spark hit the end of the cigg, then they were bathed in somewhat darkness again. He watched the man let the smoke out his nose then he met those night blue eyes again. "I needed this," he said smiling,, "never been good with crowds."
Jason lit his own then looked out over the water again. "I...I don't think we have ever met." He said forcing himself not to look at the other man. "I'm Amanda's brother Jason."