Bro's Together (For me and 4degrees for now)

Telling me to move my stuff into your room was like...well, I was in disbelief. Realizing that you wanted me in there with you as much as I wanted to be in there, with you, sent a shiver of excitement through me.

"Damn, Rick...really? That's awesome if you really want me to share your room with you. If you get sick of me though, just let me know dude..."

I went and got some clothes, bringing them back into our room and starting to dress. You returned with a beer for each of us and asked me about your whiskers. I personally didn't mind 'em..they looked kinda hot on you. "Hey, only if you want to, bro..It makes no difference to me either way."

I'd pulled on a pair of jeans and a simple t-shirt, definetly not something that stood out any. You followed my lead and went to no trouble in choosing your clothes for the evening. I knew that you liked to dress well sometimes, but you obviously trusted my judgement in this matter. You asked me as we sat on the edge of your bed about where we were gonna go tonight, what the place was like, and so on. Sitting close to you, drinking my beer as I listened to your voice and feeling your hip touching mine... I felt so lucky again to be having this experience with you...

"Well, in some ways", I began, "it's like a regular bar. Except it's all dudes. And some of the dudes look like ladies, like the song says." I told you about a couple drag queens I'd seen there, and the about some of the leather men..and let you know that there was a pretty good space in between those two extremes where we'd have no prob fitting into. You asked me if I thought I'd see anyone I knew there. I asked you, if I did, would you not want me to say that we're brothers? Earlier you'd mentioned that tonight you'd play the straight jock brother, if that were ok with me.. Did that mean you didn't want to appear as being a couple? I took another drink and listened to your reply.
 
"Well, then the unshaved look it is Bro" I said rubbnig my chin as I handed you a beer.

I pulled on jeans and polo shirt, not wanting to completely match you. I thought that might be strange.

Sitting on the bed, asking about where we were going I could already feel your body heat. It felt great. I was kind of wary of what might happen tonight, but figured I would become less inhibited as the evening wore on.

"Just keep the drag queens away from me, ok bro" smiling in your face as your descibed the people that might be at this bar. "Curt, are you crazy, of course if you see someone you know, you should introduce me as your brother, I am that you know. And don't feel so uptight about how I feel or what I am thinking. If you wanna put your arm around me go for it, if you feel like kissing go for it. Although, you know your kisses usually make me want more." Placing my arm around you, "The way I see it, we are brothers and we are a couple, it might be a bit strange but......does that work for you? I think I might still wanna be the straight jock bro, something about that turns me on." Grinning big time as I lean in for a kiss.
 
I was beginning to really feel excited about going out with you tonight. I mean, I just never would have dreamt that this would be happening. But it was, and I was thrilled.

"Wanna grab something to eat on the way? I know I shouldn't start drinking on an empty stomach..I'll get a little too uninhibited." You said sure, and we sat together finishing our beers, and sharing a smoke. "You know Rick, if I would've ever thought things could be this way between us anywhere but in my fanasies...I'd have told you a long time ago." But, then I supposed you might not've been ready to hear it in the past. Guess my timing was good.

I eyed you, and you really looked great. Your whiskery chin to your loafers...I knew though, that in your case, clothes did not make the man. I leaned into you, putting my head on your shoulder as your arm went around me, hugging me from the side as we sat on the bed. "Rick..I don't have the intention of being on the prowl to hook up with someone. I just want you to know that. My wanting to go to this place tonight is not about that, but about just wanting to show you a good time, and let you have a new experience as far as atmosphere." I'm not sure why I needed to keep giving you disclaimers for everything. You were alot more relaxed about everything than I was, it seemed!
 
"I know a little place with great Italian food, that sound ok? Well, really, a great little Italian place may sound corny, but it is good food. I'm pretty famished myself. I think all the very hot sex with my lil bro has worked me up into an appetite. (Smiling) And, uh, bro, no need to worry about getting uninhibited around me, that's one of the things I like about you. To tell you the truth, I think you're a lot less inhibited about things than I am.

"Yep, I do think for some reason, you knew the right time to tell me, and show me, how you actually feel. But, Curt," pulling your chin so we are looking directly into each other's eyes, you don't need to always explain yourself or feel guilty about how you feel or what you want. Really, I do love you, I do realize what you have told me and shown me was difficult for you, but, I also realize that you have shown me what love is really about. And, I'm not that stupid to think that extremely hot sex is love, its just an expression of our love. You might think that I am all over this because of the sex, but its not true. I sincerely love you bro," huggin you tighter now.

Sitting there a minute, I felt your head on my shoulder, I wrapped my arm around you, hugging you tight. "But, bro, don't you ever ever get the idea of witholding sex from me." Suddenly grabbing your pushing you on the bed and tickling your ribs.

Sitting up as you lay there recovering, "Now, lets get some food and then you can show me a good time. I do hope you realize, bro, that for me, sex is a good time, so you might want to keep your eyes open tonight, you wouldn't want me becoming too much of a slut in front of you." Laughing and I getting up off the bed.
 
When you suddenly pushed me over and began tickling me I was caught totally off guard, and it left me breathless for a minute. That was so like you, to be all serious one moment and then cutting up the next.

Italian sounded great. My stomach began to growl at the thought of it, and I realized how hungry I was. I was a bit surprised at what you'd said about me keeping my eyes on you though. What an extreme transformation you'd had in the past hours! I could not imagine you actually getting that loose or comfortable..but if you did, I'd find it very interesting for sure.

"Ok, you ready, stud? I'm famished. You've drained me and I need to eat!" We both got up and headed for the door, you grabbing your keys and wallet from the living room table as we passed it. "Oh, good...your treat tonight?" I smiled as I spoke, and you gave me a half-assed punch in the arm as we went out to your car.
 
"Yea, my treat bro, after all, I'm the one working and your the poor college student!"

A short drive later, we are sitting at a corner table in the small, dimly lit Italian restaurant, family run type, where the food just smells great. I order us a carafe of red wine and some appetizers.

Sitting across from you, we talk about unimportant things for once, enjoying the atmosphere and the wine. Before the waiter returned I found my hand moving under the table to your knee, squeezing it and rubbing up your thigh slightly higher.

When the waiter arrived to take our order, I kept my hand on your thigh, I knew he couldn't see it anyway. I smiled though, seeing your face turn slightly red.

"You know what you want bro?" I ask in front of our waiter. Finding myself checking the waiter out. Telling myself I need to ask you if your find him cute.
 
Feeling your hand resting on my thigh under the table made it a little hard for me to figure out what I wanted to eat. Well, from the menu anyway. The waiter poured each of us a glass of wine and awaited our order. I glanced up at him and said that the manicotti would be fine. There was no way I could look over the menu and decide with you rubbing my leg like that. You ordered, and gave a nice smile to the waiter as he said he'd return with our salads.

When he turned and walked away, you leaned over to me and asked what I thought of him. I told you I thought he was ok..then I said, "Rick, you know..you are the guy I am attracted to. The type I like is your type. Not that I can't see attractive qualities in other guys, but..I just don't really notice either. Unless it's Johnny Depp."

You chuckled as I made that admission, and we clinked our glasses together, toasting to our brotherly love and taking good sized sips from our glasses.
 
"Ahh, so your a Johnny Depp lover huh? Yea he is kind of hot, I guess. Although, I have to admit I never looked at guys before like I do know. I have to check him out again."

I was enjoying our time and conversation together as we sat drinking wine and eating. I didn't realize how hungry I was.

Taking another large sip of wine I was ready to begin letting you know one thing that was on my mind.

"Curt, I realize that I am the guy your attracted to, and believe me, your the guy I am attracted to. Not only sexually, although I never realized it until yesterday, but also emotionally. But I think you should know that I don't feel compelled, at least not at this point in my life, to limit my sexual attraction to just one guy. Not even someone as hunky as you, not even someone I love as much as you. Its not that I don't want to be with you, its just that I don't want to be tied to one person when it comes to sex. Have to sow my oats I guess as they say. Now don't get me wrong, its totally you I want to spend time with, and it is most definitely you I want to wake up with every single morning. Do you understand how I feel?"

The waiter, of course appears with our food before you can repond. I was really scared that I have offended you or made you feel bad in some way. I was afraid that you were so in love with me, and that you would think I did not feel the same way, which was totally not true. I was kind of mad at myself for bringing it up and hoped it would not hurt our relationship.
 
I pondered the statement you'd just made. And of course, looking at it from a logical point of view, I knew not many guys at our age were finished 'sowing our oats', so to speak. Even though I believed that I could be happy with only sharing sex with you for the rest of...well, forever, I did understand where you were coming from. I saw the uncertainty in your eyes after you'd said your piece, and reached across the table taking your hand in mine.

"Rick...bro..it's ok, and I do understand. When I said I didn't want to cramp your style, I really, truely meant that. Of course, I love that you love me..but I want you to do what you need to be happy and feel fulfilled. And, I must admit, that the thought of you with another guy is easier for me to swallow than you with a chick."

You squeezed my hand and smiled, looking relieved. I really meant that, I didn't want to dump all this stuff on you and then proceed to smother you. And I didn't intend to. Although I felt differently. I didn't want another cock in my ass. Not at this point in time, I wanted that to be yours, and yours alone.

"Rick, I love you", I said softly. "And regardless of what you may need to do to be yourself, and comfortable, I'll love you. So don't worry bro."

We both looked down at our plates and began eating, each thinking of what the other had said.
 
"Wow, I think I love you more every time we have a conversation like this. No wonder I love you so much, we seem to know each other so well, you would think we are brothers or something." Laughing at you as I take a big bite of my lasagna.

"And, I know why its easier for you to see me with another guy than a chick. Its easy to see I couldn't find another guy who had a body as hot as yours, or with another cock as big and tasty as yours, or with an ass as beautiflu, hard and tight as yours"

I had to lighten the conversation again, something about me makes me do that alot. But since our food had arrived and since I thought we both had said what we wanted to say, I thought it would be best to interject a little humor.

The food was great and the wine was definitely giving me a good buzz. I was feeling great with my brother next to me. I knew we would have a good time tonight no matter what transpired. I knew that we would remain lovers and that our love for each other would continue to grow. But, tonight, having been fed and having some wine, I was looking for fun. I hoped Curt was too.

I had already decided that we would drop my car back off at home and take a taxi, that way we wouldn't need to worry about our drinking.

Finishing my entire plate of food, I leaned back, lighting a cig, looking over at you, feeling so happy and in love.
 
I had the same level of comfort and contentment as you. Everything felt so good and right. And yeah, the wine was doing it's part to make everything more rosey than it already was.

After we finished up you suggested that we take the car back home and call a cab. "You intend on getting trashed, or what bro?" I laughed, thinking of us getting wasted at this place and having some kinky leather bear coerce us into joining him in the john...who knew what might happen.

During the short drive back home, I turned the radio to WKQX and adjusted the volume to an appropriate level as Rob Zombie sang about his 'Living Dead Girl'. I looked over at my brother, who was grinning big, singing along with the music.

When we got back home, Rick went in to call the cab. He said it probably wouldn't take long. I said, "Well, I'm almost afraid if I go back inside with you..we might get 'distracted' and miss the cab when it arrives! I'll wait out here on the step and have a smoke."

You joined me back outside in a short time, and said the cab was on its way. I wondered what the driver might think of our requested destination..
 
We got into the cab and you told the driver where we were headed. He could have given us a funny look, but not knowing exactly where we were going I did not pick up on it. I did notice him glance through his mirror though noticing I had my hand on your thigh.

It's a good thing we had some wine with dinner or I think I may have been a little nervous going to a gay bar. I did imagine that saying a gay bar probably had more stigma attached to it than necessary. I actually was expecting a pretty normal place, kind of a typical bar.

I was wondering if I was right or wrong when the cabbie pulled over in front of the place.
 
I looked at you and said, "Here we are, bro. You feel ok?" You looked at me, nodding and saying, "Well, of course..I'm just fine little bro." You reached in your pocket and pulled out your wallet and paid the driver. I stepped out onto the sidewalk, and you were right behind me. As we walked up to the door I said, "I think I remember there being a cover charge here, Rick. I'm not exactly sure why, because the few times I'd been here they didn't have a band or anything."

"No prob..they've gotta get their money somehow", you said, and added "They gotta be charging something if they're letting thir facilities be used as motel rooms.." I looked over at you, a little puzzled where that came from. I was feeling a little strange. I mean, even though I had suggested this, and I'd been here before...and hell, I was the one who claimed to be gay..you seemed much more easy going than I. I just had some difficulty at being natural at socializing. You'd never had that problem, and it was one of the many things I admired about you.

You paid the doorman and he carded us both. I guess I wasn't old enough yet to see that as anything but a hassle. Maybe someday I'd be able to appreciate it. We went in and you, not me, led the way to the bar. Without even asking me what I wanted, you smiled to the bartender as he came over and ordered us both chivas on ice. As we waited for our drinks, you faced me and said, "It's alright, bro. You have no reason to be uncomfortable with this. Especially if I'm not!" Then you leaned closer and gave me a deep kiss. That seemed to relax me alot, right there, and I kissed you back, equally hard, and broke it only when the bartender came back with our drinks.
 
"Damn your a sexy kisser bro" I said pulling you close to me, my arm around your neck. I gave the bartender the money, making sure there was a good amount left for a tip. I always like to keep the bartenders happy. We turned facing the room, trying to decide if we should sit at the bar or move to a table.

Truth be told I probably was as nervous as you, but I didn't want you to see that. I wasn't really sure what to expect here at all. Not sure why I couldn't figure it out. I mean it should be just like the bars I go to where women and men flirt, just that its all men. I knew I was good at socializing and knew I was real good at flirting, at least with women, so I decided I had no need to worry.

I let my hand rub your back as we stood there, checking the place out. Letting my hand rub your shoulder, then down the center of the back, letting my hand feel your bare skin just about your waist.

I had to admit there were some hot guys here. Dressed in all sorts of clothes too. Lots of chests showing, lots of arms too. Some guys where big and muscular, much more so than you and I, some were much for feminate looking, but most were pretty close to our types of guys.

"I think I like this place already bro" Leaning in to kind of whisper in your ear. "Wanna sit at the bar here, grab a table, or walk around?" Waiting for your decision I just continued to gaze. I was fascinated with all the hot bodies here and had to admit to myself that I even felt very sexy tonight here with my bro.
 
"Let's sit at a table", I said to you. I needed to get a bit more warmed up before I could think of being more adventuresome than that for now. As we walked over to the area of tables and booths, a couple, well, one part of a couple caught my eye.

I had only been here maybe three times before, and was shocked to see someone...I'd had an encounter with. His curly red hair hung to his shoulders, and from the waist up anyhow, he was dressed much nicer then he'd been the night I met him. The guy he was with seemed quite affectionate, with his arm around him, kissing him every so often. I didn't want anyone to see me staring, and I turned my head to some tables on the other side of the room.

You saw me looking, and asked me if I knew him. "Rick...how weird. I swear I've only been here a couple times, but there's a guy sitting over there that..that I practiced on." You said, "Well hell, bro...introduce me to him."

"Uh, he's with someone. And..he's a...male prostitute." We'd just fopund a seat in an empty booth and were just sitting down as I said that. I was glad you hadn't just taken a drink, because as soon as I said that you started laughing.

"What? What's funny, man?"

"Curt, I can't believe you paid for sex with a guy..." You paused before finishing, saying, "I know you could get it for free, you stud!" I smiled, and took a drink from the glass. I looked over to where the two sat and nodded towards them, saying, "It's the long-haired guy over there."
 
Rick

"Curt man, you shouldn't be so shy. We should have gone over there. I don't care if he was a prostitute or not. By the way, he must have gotten out of the business."

"He's pretty hot looking. At least you got good taste in picking up guys."

I noticed you kept glancing over towards him and whoever he ws with. I kept glancing around the room, so amazed at all the guys, all the eye candy. Picking out ones I would love to fuck, or ones I would love to suck. Some guys, I just wanted to see naked, they looked so hot. Shit, I thought to myself, I thought I was straight.

Glancing back at you, I noticed you were back looking at the guy you sort of knew. I checked him out more closely. He did have a certain sex appeal to him, his friend looked pretty hot too.

I took another sip of my drink, then wrapped my arm around you, leaning in for a kiss. You just made me feel like kissing all the time.
 
OOC

just a note letting the faithful readers know that this thread was not abandoned, but continued in "guy's night out"..sorry I failed to say anything earlier...
 
wow, i am reminded of how hot this thread is as i reread it. it deserves a bump.
 
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