Brad And Eric

Brad is blond with blue eyes, ones that remind you of the deep blue sea. He is a tall guy with a medium build. Standing at 6'1" weighing 170 he has the presence of an angel. He gets along with his parents and works hard, maintains a job, school, looking after his grandma and his dogs.

I had met this great guy at a bar while celebrating my friend Andrews birthday. He was really the first gay person I had known and actually my first kiss as well. There had been boyfriends after him but never anyone quite the same. We got pretty loud with the Drag Queens who had embarrassed me by telling me to take some of my clothing off to show the boys. I am a shy guy, I think it's rather odd since I come from a big family but I was babied by my grams. Grams and I are always together..she just always seems to understand. I was seeing this guy named Paul who I had met at a party earlier but never really connected with until a month or two ago. He had tagged along with me to meet some of my friends from out of town that I grew up with. We all had a blast and Paul drove my drunken friend's home and then took me for a long drive where we talked and laughed.

Paul called me up and asked me if I would like to go to a party with him to meet his buds, so I said sure. I mean I wanted to be with this guy and the best way to find out more about him would be to meet his friends. I was having a good time and they all seemed so friendly even an ex of his which was odd for me. I was coming from the bathroom when this guy Rick, started talking to me and then out of the blue started kissing me and feeling all over. I shoved him off asking if he didn't realize that Paul and I were together? He said he knew and that he was sorry and he walked downstairs. After finding Paul and I felt like leaving...I didn't want to say anything as it was his bud and I know how buds can be.

When I found Paul he was chatting it up with some guys and I walked over and he put his arm around me. Rick walked by and told everyone he was going for a beer run. He stopped at Paul and said, "this Brad's a keeper Paul" and winked. I was disgusted, I mean do gay men really live like this? Paul just smiled and said thanks as he walked him out the door. That's when Roger turned to me and smiled "I guess you passed the test." I looked at him "What test?" He said "The test of if you will cheat on Paul." I picked up my jacket and left the place. Paul came running after asking what was wrong and I told him that I wasn't his little toy, and if he had fears or insecurities of me cheating on him he should have come to me instead of playing little games.

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Since it was the summer I left for my grandmas and didn't call him once, nor did I return his calls either. My gram was the first I told that I was gay and she couldn't have been happier. I was sleeping in one morning when I woke up to an electric mower running. I looked out the window and noticed my grams sitting on the porch while some guy was attempting to mow the lawn.

I went downstairs wearing my cargo shorts and wife beaters top and kissed my grams good morning. She pulled me in and whispered, "that's the young gay fellow I was telling you about." I just sighed and laughed as my gram was forever trying to fix me up. However this one did not seem to know how to work the lawn mower.

I walked down the path and introduced myself and learned his name was Eric. I showed him how to use the mower, as it was a unique mower that we couldn't convince my grampa to get rid of, and since he died I didn't want to get rid of it either.

After I sat with Grams and talked for a bit when Eric came up and announced he was finished. He stood there moist from the sweat and was out of breath. My grams hopped out of her chair moving it next to me and telling him to sit while she brought him a drink. He looked at the chair and at me then sat; I laughed and said "Sorry about my grams she has this thing with setting me up." He turned to me while wiping the sweat from his forehead with his shirt "hey I don't mind, not when they are this cute." That was it, I was done. I turned red and just smiled not knowing what to say. He turned to me and whispered, "in fact your gram called me early this morning and told me to get over ASAP to mow the lawn, so I could meet you. To tell you truth I have never mowed a lawn before."

We sat there talking for what seemed to be a long time till grams walked out with Eric's drink, bag in had and told us she had some errands to run. I asked her if she wanted me to drive her but no she had already called a friend to go shopping with and told us boys to have a good time.

Eric asked if I wanted to have lunch together and I said sure. He headed home to shower and I did the same. In about an hour he knocked wearing tear away Nike pants and a wife beaters top. We sat in back near the pool talking about our lives and messed up relationships, he told me about my gram showing him all my baby pictures, and even a painting of me nude that a friend had done for art school.

We joked around and most of all I felt at ease with Eric, like I didn't have a worry in the world. Gram was right; Eric is just what I needed. It was so frustrating wanting to kiss him or to have him grab me and kiss me, but I wanted it to be right.

A few days had passed and each day Eric and I either talked on the phone went for long walks with my dogs, or even playing in the pool in grams backyard. I finally had the chance to visit Eric's place to see what it was like. I knocked on the door and this scary chick answered the door, she was like some sort of frightening lesbian with a scary attitude and voice. I just smiled and nodded as she left telling me Eric was in his room, locking the door behind her. I walked into Eric's room to find him fast asleep with the TV on; he was so cute just like an angel sleeping. I turned the TV off and climbed in with him.

When I woke his arms were wrapped around me and he was watching me sleep. I smiled and he said "Hey there cutie, when did you get in?" I looked up at him and said, "Morticia let me in." With that he laughed and looked me in the eyes and kissed me softly.

I kissed him back pulling our bodies closer together, my fingers running through his hair as his hand rested on my lower back. I lay there rapt in his being. His hand roamed lower under the drawstring of my shorts his hand grabbing my ass firmly giving it a gentle squeeze as I playfully bit his neck. We played for sometime, then out of turn he turned to me and kissed me passionately. I loved the way he kissed; it was intense making me live each second to the fullest. I licked my lips of his sweet saliva and asked him if we were going to stay in bed all day or be out enjoying the sun. His wicked smile answered before he even opened his mouth, "I could go for more of this, but I did promise you dinner and a movie." Soon we headed off to dinner at this little hideaway. His adventurous nature and childlike curiosity sparked an interest to me. I loved the way he would talk about the adventures he and his siblings went on as children. The way his eyes lit up when he would remember a trip his family had taken. He bared all and expected nothing in return.

As the day wore off we set off to his house to watch the movie we rented, yet I didn't know the real fun we experimented with earlier would continue through the night.

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