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  As always, Nick had to have him. He pushed Andy's T-shirt up and helped him take it off. He nuzzled at Andy's neck, pushing the blond hair aside. Andy tilted his head back as Nick placed hot moist kisses on his neck. Nick worked his way down, and felt Andy's throat vibrate under his lips when Andy gave a small moan.

  As he held Andy steady, bracing him with both hands behind Andy's back, Nick continued to kiss his way down to Andy's chest. He took one of the silver nipple rings between his teeth and tugged on it, causing the sounds that were coming from Andy to increase. Nick loved it when Andy got vocal. He sucked the nipple into his mouth and tongued the ring. The moans and gasps that Andy was making became louder and were going straight to Nick's cock. Nick was becoming so hard that he ached within his tight jeans.

  Nick pushed Andy back on the sofa, and Andy went willingly. Nick stood up, grabbed the elastic on Andy's pajamas, and began tugging. Andy lifted his hips, and Nick was able to pull the pants off the rest of the way. Nick watched as Andy's erect cock bobbed against the perfect flat stomach once it was freed.

  As he stood next to the couch taking off his cloths, Nick looked down at Andy laid out before him. Andy, in turn, lay there staring up at Nick, waiting, his face flushed and his green eyes hooded with desire. Andy held his own dick in one hand and loosely jacked himself while watching Nick undress.

  Nick never got tired of looking at Andy's body. Andy's lean frame, covered with perfect pale skin and fine blond hair, never ceased to drive Nick crazy. He hadn't been with anyone who had such and intense effect on him.

  As Nick lowered himself to the sofa, Andy spread his legs in invitation. When Nick rested himself between them, Andy's legs came up and wrapped around Nick's waist as they kissed.

  Nick lay on top of Andy, lining up their crotches. He began rubbing his dick against Andy's, rolling the hot flesh between their bodies as they continued kissing. Then he propped himself up with one hand. He grasped both of their cocks in the other, pressing and rolling them together. While he stroked them, he leaned over, kissing Andy again.

  Finally, Andy broke the kiss, panting, and said, "Sit up."

  Nick moved off of him and leaned back on the other end of the sofa looking at Andy expectantly. He didn't have to wait long. Andy got up on his knees between Nick's spread legs. Then he leaned over and wrapped his fingers around Nick's cock. Nick gasped as Andy licked the leaking head and then traced the slit with the tip of his tongue. Nick watched as Andy's mouth opened, and his lips stretched around Nick's cock. He had always marveled at Andy's ability to give head. The man obviously enjoyed it, so Nick sat back and let him have at it.

  While Andy was blowing him, Nick ran his hand over Andy's back. Leaning, he reached further and rubbed Andy's ass. When his fingers drifted along the crease, Andy gave a wiggle of his hips. Nick felt around until his fingers brushed the pucker of Andy's hole. His other hand traced Andy's face, and felt as his cock slipped back and forth between Andy's lips. As Andy bobbed his head, sucking on Nick's cock while gripping it in one hand, Nick alternated between tapping his finger on Andy's hole and inserting the tip of his finger past the tight ring of muscle.

  When he felt Andy's finger invade his own hole, Nick practically saw stars. He wasn't expecting it and within moments he felt himself loosing it.

  "Baby," Nick said, warning him. "I'm going to come."

  Andy didn't seem to mind, as he kept right on sucking Nick's cock while keeping one finger moving in Nick's ass, stroking his gland. Moments later, Nick came hard, his fingers tangling in Andy's tousled hair. When his tremors subsided, he pulled Andy to him for a kiss, tasting himself in Andy's mouth.

  "Hey, sit back," Nick said softly, "Let me take care of you."

  Andy scooted away and sat back on the couch. Nick kneeled down on the floor between Andy's legs. He held Andy's cock in one hand and licked up the underside of it from the base to the head. Then he proceeded to give Andy as good as he had gotten.

  It wasn't long before Andy's hips were rising off of the sofa. Unintelligible sounds were beginning to come from him, along words of need and encouragement. The more Nick kept it up, the more vocal Andy became.

  "Come for me, baby," Nick finally said.

  Andy froze and began coming. Nick kept Andy's cock in his mouth as it pulsed, savoring the taste of the man he loved. He continued to lightly suck as Andy's tremors subsided.

  "So squeaky clean," Nick said. He kissed Andy's stomach and hips before rising up on his knees to kiss Andy on the lips.

  "Maybe not anymore," Andy said, and gave a breathless laugh.

  "So irresistible," Nick said between kisses.

  As Nick leaned into Andy, kissing him, he heard Henry get up and walk to the window.

  "Hey, baby," Nick said. "I think Ryan is back. We need to go upstairs."

  Nick got up, pulling Andy with him. He gathered up their clothes, and they went up to bed.

  ***

  Ryan stood as quietly as possible in the dining room until he was sure that Nick and Andy were upstairs. Then he let out a shaky breath.

  He couldn't believe what he had just seen. He hadn't meant to watch. But once he saw what was happening he was powerless to do anything but stand there and gape.

  When he had come back to the house earlier, Henry met him at the door. He noticed that the lights were low in the house. He had assumed that Nick and Andy had gone to bed. When he heard sounds in the TV room off the kitchen, he went to see what it was. When he looked into the dimly lit room, he had seen Andy, naked, sitting on the couch. Nick, also nude, was kneeling on the floor between Andy's spread legs, sucking on Andy's cock.

  When he saw them, he was shocked to his very core. On the one hand, he was ashamed to be witnessing their most intimate emotions. However, seeing them making love, and hearing the words of need coming from them, made him realize something. What they had was what he wanted.

  All this time, he knew something was different about himself. As his friends had gotten older, they had become interested in girls, but Ryan had never really understood what the big attraction was. He kept waiting for it to happen. Whatever "it" was, he wasn't quite sure. But the older he got, the more he became convinced that girls weren't the answer.

  In his heart, he knew that girls weren't for him. He had gone out with plenty. However, the grope sessions were never satisfying. Making out with a girl had never excited him. He had never gotten an erection around one. Based on what his friends crudely talked about, he knew that something was missing.

  As he stood there in the dark dining room, Ryan became giddy with excitement. Not because of the raging hard-on in his pants, but because he finally knew what would make him rigid as stone. He preferred guys. There was no question about that now. The big question now was: what was he going to do about it?

  Chapter Four

  "Morning, Ryan," Nick said.

  Andy turned and greeted Ryan as he came into the kitchen.

  "Hi," Ryan said.

  While they finished up their conversation, Andy noticed Ryan standing off to the side, watching them. Nick was getting ready to leave, and they were talking about what they were going to do later in the day. Like, where they were going to have lunch.

  Finally, Andy said to Ryan, "There are some donuts that Nick picked up this morning." He gestured to a couple of bakery sacks on the island. "Help yourself."

  Nick picked up his keys and wallet from the counter.

  "Well, I'm going to head out and pick up some more lights," Nick said to them. "I shouldn't be gone long."

  "Famous last words," Andy said.

  Nick laughed and gave Andy a kiss goodbye. As Nick left, Andy turned to look at Ryan, and he noticed that Ryan was blushing. The kid was going to have to get used to him and Nick. They weren't going to change who they were in their own home.

  "So, Ryan," Andy said. "How is your friend Scott?"

  "He's fine. It was good to see him," Ryan said. Then he added, "He's changed quite a bit, though."

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nbsp; "Oh? How so?"

  "Well, he dresses a lot better," Ryan said. "And his hair is, like, styled."

  "Oh, really…" Andy said.

  "Hey, Andy? Can I ask you something personal?"

  "Sure," Andy said. "Go ahead."

  "When did you know that you were gay?" Ryan asked.

  Oh, that conversation, Andy thought.

  "Well, I figured it out pretty much by the time puberty hit," Andy said. "Not only was I not interested in girls, I was already checking out the guys. By then, I had developed a love-hate relationship with gym class."

  "Did you tell anyone?"

  "Not really," Andy said. "I mean, I never made a big announcement, or anything. It was just the way that I was. My grandma and sister took it in stride. They never really questioned me about it. I managed to find a couple of guys to go out with during high school. Nothing serious, though. "

  "You were lucky."

  "Well, they always supported me in anything that I did," Andy said. "But I still had to deal with assholes. It got better when I was in college."

  "How did you and Nick meet?"

  "He came into my library one day," Andy said, smiling as he remembered. "We went out that very night."

  Andy watched Ryan's face as he processed what Andy was telling him. It seemed to him that Ryan's questions were a little more than just idle curiosity. He was about to ask him about it when Henry started barking.

  "Someone is here," Andy said.

  A few moments later, the front doorbell rang.

  "That's probably Scott," Ryan said. "He said that he was going to stop by this morning. I hope that's okay."

  "Sure," Andy said. "Go let him in."

  Andy waited in the kitchen while Ryan answered the door. He heard them talking, as they came down the hall.

  When they came into the kitchen, Andy did a double-take. Andy remembered Scott from when he and Ryan would hang out together in high school. Scott had always been kind of an awkward, quiet kid. Now he looked confident. And he looked completely different. He was taller than both Andy and Ryan. Of course, that wasn't too difficult, since neither of them were that tall. Scott's short brown hair was stylishly cut. His body had filled out. And he was very good looking.

  "Hi, Scott," Andy said.

  "Hi."

  "So, you're home from college visiting for the holidays, too," Andy said.

  "Yeah, but I'm not so sure that it's going to be a good visit," Scott said. "The parents and I don't seem to be getting along too well already."

  Andy wondered what Scott meant by that. When Scott didn't offer anymore, Andy said, "Nice tat." He pointed at the tattoo on Scott's forearm. Andy recognized it as Radiant Baby by gay artist Keith Haring.

  "Thanks," Scott said. "My mom just about had a cow when she saw it. I had forgotten to cover it up."

  He rolled up is sleeve so they could get a better look at the tattoo. Even Andy had to admire Scott's muscular forearm with its sprinkling of dark hair. The kid had filled out nicely.

  Andy glanced at Ryan. Ryan was gawking at Scott. Andy got it now. Ryan's questions earlier weren't from idle curiosity. Ryan was gay. And probably just now realizing it himself. Plus, Ryan was attracted to his best friend. Andy wondered if Ryan even knew it.

  "We were going to go hang out for a while," Ryan said to Andy. "Is that okay with you?"

  "Fine with me, I'm not your babysitter," Andy said. "Oh, we are going to have a couple of friends over this evening. You're welcome to join us."

  "Thanks," Ryan said. "See you later."

  ***

  When Ryan and Scott arrived back at the house later, there was a strange car in the driveway.

  "That must be the friends that Andy was talking about," Ryan said. "Do you want to come in?"

  "Sure," Scott said.

  They found everyone back in the TV room. Ryan noticed a couple of guys sitting on the couch together. They both stood when Ryan and Scott entered the room.

  "This is Patrick," Andy said, pointing to the blond. "And this is his partner, Sean," he added indicating the guy with brown hair. As they all shook hands, Ryan stared at Sean. Ryan had never seen a guy so good looking. He looked like he could be a model. He reminded Ryan of one of those Abercrombie guys.

  "Patrick and I work together," Nick explained.

  "Why don't you guys all have a seat and I'll get us some drinks," Andy said.

  Patrick and Sean settled down on the couch again. Ryan noticed that Patrick put his arm around Sean's shoulders. Sean rested his hand on the inside of Patrick's thigh. They looked so comfortable and natural together.

  "We were just telling each other some dating horror stories," Nick said to Ryan and Scott, filling them in. "Funny how most of us had a traumatic experience with someone barging in on us."

  "With me, it was my brother, who was going to theology school. He walked into my apartment unannounced," Patrick said, laughing. "I was entertaining a guy at the time."

  "Mine wasn't so much as dating, as my mom barging in on me while I was in the bathroom taking care of business with my sister's Tiger Beat magazine," Sean said.

  "Gives new meaning to the term beat," Andy said.

  "That should have taught her to knock before entering," Nick said, laughing.

  "Well, I got caught by my now ex-girlfriend," Scott said. "She just walked right into my room on me and a guy from down the hall. She wasn't pleased."

  "Oops," Patrick said.

  They all laughed.

  Wait a minute. Had he heard correctly? Did Scott just admit to everyone that he had been with a guy? Ryan noticed Andy looking at him, evidently gauging his reaction, and knew that he had heard correctly. He turned his attention to Nick, who was telling about a less than stellar high school dating experience with a girl. Ryan barely heard the rest of the conversation. He suddenly had a trapped feeling. Everybody but him seemed so relaxed with who they were.

  And what was the deal with Scott? And why the hell hadn't he ever told Ryan before? They were supposed to be best friends.

  Then Ryan felt himself getting pissed for another reason. Was he that far behind everybody else? Again, he looked up and noticed Andy watching him. Ryan did his best to concentrate on the conversation for the rest of the evening. Later, when everyone else had left, he excused himself and went up to bed early.

  ***

  "Are you sure that you have to climb up there?" Andy asked.

  Ryan was holding onto the ladder while Nick climbed up it with strands of lights over one shoulder.

  "I don't know how the lights are going to get up there otherwise," Nick said.

  "Are you sure that's necessary?" Andy asked. "Can't you be satisfied with lights that are only about four feet off of the ground?"

  "I grew up in an area of the country where the weather always sucked," Nick said, as he continued up the ladder. "This is the first time I'm going to have a Christmas where it wasn't freezing. I'm afraid you're going to have to humor me."

  "It's just that I'm envisioning ambulances and neck braces," Andy said.

  "I'll be fine," Nick said as he climbed higher.

  "Well, just don't break anything important," Andy said. Then he added, "If you feel yourself losing it, aim for the bushes."

  They all turned and looked when they heard a car pull into the driveway. It was Scott. It had been a couple of days since Scott had announced in an offhanded way that he was gay. Ryan wasn't so sure that he was ready to talk to Scott yet.

  "Hey," Andy said, deciding for Ryan. "You go visit, I'll hold this. That way I can supervise so Nick doesn't kill himself."

  "I heard that," Nick said from high up on the ladder.

  Since Andy had put it that way, Ryan had no choice but to go talk to Scott.

  Scott walked toward him, smiling. Ryan must have had a look on his face, because Scott stopped smiling and said, "What?"

  "You want to go inside?" Ryan asked him. Not waiting for an answer, he turned away and headed toward the house. Scott had no choic
e but to follow him.

  Once in the kitchen, Ryan stood on one side of the island, Scott on the other.

  "So, when were you going to tell me?" Ryan asked.

  "About what?" Scott asked.

  "Cut the crap. You know what I'm talking about," Ryan said. "You being gay."