* PART 1: NOAH (1/2) *
Going through college applications made me look back at my high-school experience, and I realized I'd been pretty fortunate. Even though I was gay and kinda nerdy, I was never majorly bullied or harassed. Having Aaron to hang out with, both in and out of school, definitely helped. That is, until a few weeks ago, when he started dating Lars and now all he wanted to do was make out and fuck whenever they got the chance.
The weekend I had to spend with them at my mom's apartment was either heaven or hell – I couldn't decide. As soon as Lars walked in they locked themselves up in mom's room and I could hear them going at it. I pretended to watch a show with my headphones on, but I was too curious not to listen in. The apartment was small and they were loud, it was almost like being in the same room. Lars was the more vocal one and I could soon tell it was he who was being fucked by my brother. As his "fuck me's and "fuck me harder's echoed around the apartment, I looked down and realized my dick was rock-hard. I rubbed it gently through my jeans, rubbing the head which was already leaking precum. I knew that if I kept this going I would cum. So I stopped. I put my hand away, closed my eyes, and tried to meditate my erection away. That's when the shouting got even louder. "I'm cumming. I'm cumming!" I heard my brother scream. I took a deep breath, eyes still closed, and it felt like I would cum without even touching my cock. But I didn't. The noise died down and I opened my eyes and stared at my reflection in the TV for a few seconds, before going back to my show.
That night I was awoken twice by Aaron and Lars fucking in the next room. Each time I was hard, and each time I listened in but tried to ignore my erection. I don't know why I was denying myself a chance to cum; I jerked off daily to online porn. But this felt different.
The next morning I was the first person up, and took the dog for a walk. When I came back I saw Lars in the kitchen making breakfast, in the smallest tightest pair of underwear I'd ever seen on a guy. He invited me to join him and I tried not to stare overtly as he stretched in front of me. I could make out the size and shape of his dick perfectly, and I could tell he shaved all his pubic hair cause otherwise it would've all been showing. When Noah joined us and the two started making out, I took that as my cue to leave.
In the living room, even with the TV on, I could still hear them making out on the kitchen table. I wasn't sure what they were doing, but when I heard my brother scream out "Fuck yeah, I'm gonna cum!" I had a pretty good visual. I couldn't believe that happened on the other side of the room divider, without even a door separating us.
"Lovely day, isn't it?" I heard Noah say and I turned around. He was standing in the living room in just his boxers, with a visible bulge and a huge grin on his face. "Anyway, I better go shower."
I left the two by themselves for the rest of the day, I went to Starbucks and worked on some homework. That night, they must've been tired cause they went to the bedroom but I didn't hear any noise.
A few days later, we were home from school early. Aaron and Lars were going shopping, and they came over so Aaron could take some money.
"So Noah," Lars said and sat down next to me on the couch. "Tell me about yourself."
"Um, we go to the same school and you're dating my brother, you already know everything about me, Lars."
"Of course not," he contradicted. "Like, are YOU seeing anyone? Who are you hooking up with?"
"N-no one," I started to blush.
"Well we need to change that," he said and pulled up his phone. "Where are you even looking?"
"What do you mean? Nowhere."
"Like, you're not on Grindr?" he said and tapped an icon.
"Oh. No." Of course I knew all about Grindr, but I never made a profile and put myself out there. "And why do you even have that, you're with Aaron?"
"Oh, it's always nice to know who's cruising around the neighborhood," Lars smiled. "The other day I saw this headless torso that I swear belongs to Hickman, my Lit teacher."
"Anyway, there's no need for that," I told him. "You and Aaron didn't even meet that way, and..."
"Yes, but we're an exception. And c'mon, if you're single what's the harm? You and Aaron are identical, right?"
"Right..." I said apprehensively.
"Great," he said and I saw him pull up a photo of Aaron on his phone. He was shirtless, with a cocky smile, and pulling down the waistband of his jeans.
"You can't put that on there!"
"Relax," Lars said and fought me off as I tried to grab his phone. "It's just for a few hours, to see what type of messages you get. I'll delete it tonight, I promise."
I was really not in the mood to fight with anyone, and it was on Lars's own phone anyway, so I just went back to what I was doing as he got up and said he'd be back later.
* PART 2: AARON *
Lars's main problem with me seemed to be my choice of underwear. He said boxers were too "hetero," and if I had to wear any underwear I needed something sexier.
"And I know just where to take you," he said. So one day when we got to leave school early, we went downtown together. I knew there was a small gay neighborhood around there, but I'd never paid much attention. Now I noticed all the rainbow flags in shop windows, some more discreet than others.
"By the way, like twenty guys so far think you're hot," Aaron said and showed me his phone. "I made a Grindr profile for Noah and put up your picture. Now he's getting all these messages."
"Nice," I smiled, as we headed straight to the store with the biggest rainbow flag.
"Hey Lars," we were greeted as soon as we walked in.
"Hi Tony, how you doing?" I looked around and I was confused. Was this place a clothing store or a sex shop? There was a lot of underwear and t-shirts all around, but I also saw dildos, handcuffs, and a bunch of porn mags and DVDs. "This is the famous Aaron."
"Oh really?" the cashier said. "Good to see you finally. I guess Lars wasn't making you up after all."
"Just how often do you come here?" I asked Lars, but he just shooed me away. He took me to the rack, and picked up a bunch of undies before I even had the time to look.
"Now, this stuff's pretty pricey, but there's always some stuff on sale, so let's see."
I looked around; there was another couple there (two gorgeous bodybuilders), and a couple of older men browsing around in the porn section. Then Lars came and pushed me in a fitting room, basically just a curtain in the middle of the store that went around a mirror.
"Now these are half off and they're hot. What do you think?" He held up one pair of briefs and a jockstrap. They reminded me of the underwear I'd seen him prance around in, and I had to admit it made him look hot. I was getting a hard-on just thinking about it.
"And I got you a shirt and some gym shorts that you can try on. C'mon."
The fitting room was too small for two people but Lars wasn't bulging. He just stood there with a smile on his face.
"Oh you're loving this, ain't ya?"
"I'm just tryna help you out," he said as I undressed, and took off everything other than my boxers.
I put the tank top on and I was surprised how well it fit me. It was cut in a way that made my pecs look much bigger than they actually were. The shorts Lars handed me were ridiculously small, shorter than my boxers even.
"I can't even try those on," I said.
"Here's the deal, if you promise you'll wear them, I'll get them for you."
