Date: Thu, 2 Mar 2017 22:25:38 +0000
From: Big D <StoriesbyBigD@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Evan: Tyler 1

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This is pure fiction. No one in this story is a real person, living or
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This is the first part in a story about Tyler, a character from my previous
story, Evan. You do not need to read that story to understand this one but
it could help to get you acquainted with the characters. Unlike Evan this
is not intended to be the start of a long story or novel but is simply the
first part of Tyler's origin story as it were. If there is enough interest
I will write more of Tyler's story in the future but I cannot make any
guarantees over when those stories may be written or posted as I have other
things going on that are keeping me busy. If you like the story please let
me know and I will do my best to carry on with it.

Also, this chapter is written in the third person perspective unlike Evan
which was written in the first person perspective. Tyler's thoughts are
included here so you can see what is going on in his mind but while in the
original document they were written in italics, I think the formatting for
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Tyler


FUCK!

Tyler screamed into his palms as he buried his face in his hands. He didn't
know what he was going to do or how he could survive the week.

He threw his head back against the wood panelling of the motel building and
looked up at the beautiful blue sky, the sounds of the nearby ocean filling
his ears. It should have been the best week of his life but instead it was
turning into one of the worst. The war raging inside his own mind was
beginning to drive him insane.

Hidden behind the building, away from any windows or prying eyes, he sat
with his knees pulled up against his chest, hoping they would offer some
kind of comfort or support as he hugged them. They didn't.

Until yesterday he had never looked at Joe as anything more than his best
friend. In the past year they had both grown, gaining an extra couple of
inches and piling on muscle to the point where they could have been on the
cover of any fitness magazine in the world. But to Tyler, Joe had still
been the young boy he grew up with; the five-year-old he had shared his toy
cars with the day they met, the ten-year-old he had built a treehouse with,
the thirteen-year-old he had confided in when he had his first crush on a
girl called Susie. Joe was just Joe.

SHIT!

Tyler groaned, pressing his forehead against his knees. He tried to take
deep breaths to calm himself down, feeling his heart pounding in his chest
so hard he was scared it might explode. It was supposed to have been fun;
their trip. It was Spring Break. They were meant to be partying and
drinking and fucking any girl who'd have them. Instead, all he could think
about was Joe, up in their room, wearing nothing but a towel, beads of
water still dripping down his slightly hairy chest after his shower...

FUCK!

Tyler punched himself on the thigh, hard, hoping to hurt himself, hoping to
stop the thoughts running through his head and the throbbing that made his
cock pulse every time his heart beat. He didn't want to feel like this. Not
about Joe. He didn't want to risk ruining their friendship because he
suddenly couldn't control his thoughts and desires.

Everything had started off fine, like any other trip they'd ever taken. The
car ride was spent chatting about sports and girls and listening to
different music stations that tuned in and out as they drove. They sang
along to the songs they knew, not caring that neither of them could hit the
right notes. They laughed and high-fived looking again at their fake IDs
that would hopefully get them into at least one club or party despite the
fact they were just seventeen-year-old high school students. Both prayed
their bigger bodies and designer stubble would help to create the illusion
that they were in college or would at least attract some college girls.

Tyler was as eager as Joe was to get laid. He had lost his virginity almost
two years ago at a party thrown by one of his older football buddies and
since then had a steady string of girls almost waiting in line to have sex
with him, loving that he was a football jock and that his body was
constantly getting bigger, his muscles more defined. But after all of those
high school girls he really wanted to experience a night with a college
girl or even just an older woman, to feel the benefit of their
experience. He loved having sex with women, feeling their soft, smooth skin
against his, pressing his large, muscular body against their smaller,
slighter frame. He loved how dominant and manly he felt taking a smaller
woman in his arms, usually from behind so he could whisper into her ear and
reach around to feel her body, her breasts, her flat stomach, as he slid
his dick inside her, especially loving when he could reach down and use his
fingers to stroke his own cock as well as the girl's most intimate spot
while he fucked in and out of her.

Now, sitting outside on his own, sweat beginning to trickle down his
forehead, all Tyler could think about was Joe. He closed his eyes trying to
picture the women he'd been fantasizing about for the past two weeks but
they weren't there. Instead he saw Joe in his arms, their strong bodies
writhing together, Tyler kissing Joe's thick neck as they both moaned and
moved in a rhythm, Tyler's hard dick pumping in and out of Joe's tight
muscular ass.

ARGH!!!

Tyler bit his lip, trying to hold in the scream that so desperately wanted
to escape. He bit so hard he almost drew blood. He could feel tears getting
ready to burst out from behind his eyes so he fought hard to control them,
to keep them from escaping.

Why was there suddenly a problem? Why was he suddenly attracted to Joe?
What had changed?

He hadn't felt anything yesterday morning when he picked Joe up for the
trip. They spent five hours together in the car, constantly looking at each
other, making eye contact, playfully punching and prodding each other. They
had barely been on the road for more than a half hour when they both
stripped off their shirts, enjoying the sun on their skin, and Tyler had
paid little attention to Joe's muscles. It was like it always had been.

When they arrived they had booked into the motel, dropped off their things
and had gone outside in search of food. Knowing no one else in the resort
they had a meal in a little restaurant, just the two of them, laughing and
chatting and just enjoying being together, but as friends, nothing more; it
wasn't a date.

No, everything was fine until they got back to the room last night,
unsuccessful in getting into the two clubs they had tried their luck
at. But why was it different?

They had shared a room so many times in the past, either at sleepovers,
trips away with family or for any away game they attended that required an
overnight stay. At least a hundred nights they had spent together and
Tyler's thoughts had never strayed. Hell, it wasn't just a room they had
shared, they had slept in the same bed, side by side, naked, more times
than Tyler could remember, and not once had he thought about Joe's body or
cock or ass being so close to him. They changed in front of each other
after practices and showered together, never hiding themselves from one
another. Tyler had seen Joe's body in some state of undress almost every
day for the past few years and it never had any effect on him. So why
couldn't he take his eyes off Joe's face and body now? Why did he want to
take them in his hands and kiss them? Why did his dick get hard just
looking at his best friend?

This can't be happening.

Tyler closed his eyes and breathed in hard. When he exhaled he opened them,
hoping to see something different, hoping his thoughts were just a
perverted dream he would wake up from, but he was still sitting in the same
place, looking at a line of trees behind the motel, feeling the sweat drip
off the tip of his nose.

He thought back to the night before, trying to figure out when the switch
in his brain had been flicked to make him look at Joe in a completely
different way than he ever had before.

He closed his eyes again, this time seeing the two of them, entering the
motel room, laughing and joking, pushing each other as they made their way
inside. It wasn't the biggest of rooms, the two beds took up most of the
space with just a thin set of drawers between them.

It was a warm night outside so they almost immediately started kicking off
their shoes and pulling off their shirts and shorts until they were both
stood in nothing but their boxer briefs. Joe stepped across the room and
flicked on the air conditioning while Tyler grabbed two bottles of beer
they had brought with them from the fridge and turned on the TV, settling
down on his bed.

"How good is this, man?" Joe smiled, taking a beer from Tyler and clinking
their bottles together in a mini toast. "I love that we're here alone,
Ty. No parents or coach to check up on us. No little brother or fuckwit
teammates barging in on us. Just you and me, bro."

Tyler smiled and nodded, taking a long swig of his beer. He sighed
contentedly and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. It really was
nice, just the two of them. He felt like he didn't have to act or
pretend. He wasn't the new starting quarterback of the high school football
team now or the prized son, here with Joe he was just Tyler. He could let
loose and be himself. He relaxed back on the bed and started flicking
through the channels on the TV hoping to find something good to watch.

Joe kept shifting uncomfortably on his bed. Tyler noticed and asked. "Is
something wrong?"

Turning to look at Tyler, Joe sighed, "I just feel kind of sticky after
being out in the heat all day."

"So go take a shower. I know how your prissy little ass doesn't like
sweat," Tyler grinned.

"Fuck you!" Joe laughed. "You know I don't mind sweat when it's earned,
like after a hard game or a nice long fuck where both you and the girl are
drenched."

"Yeah, like you can last that long," Tyler smiled.

Joe threw a pillow at Tyler's head, almost smashing the beer bottle into
his face. Tyler grabbed the pillow and moved to get up. Joe's eyes went
wide but a smile spread across his face as he jumped up, giggling as he ran
to the bathroom and closed the door.

Tyler shook his head and relaxed back onto the bed with his beer. He found
a crime drama series and watched intently, liking when he could solve the
murder before the onscreen detective did. He got so lost in the show that
he didn't hear the shower turn off, only turning his head when the bathroom
door opened.

HOLY FUCK!

Tyler's eyes shot open at the sight of his best friend emerging from the
steaming bathroom and he knew his jaw dropped a little. It was like he was
seeing Joe for the first time, as if a stranger had walked into his
room. His breathing faltered and his stomach tightened worse than any case
of butterflies he had ever experienced. He swallowed hard.

Joe looked gorgeous. There was no other word for it. His light brown hair
that was usually styled up away from his face was wet and dangling down
over his forehead, almost falling to his eyes. He tried to flick it away
with a twist of his head but then had to use a finger to push it aside. His
brown eyes glistened, usually a similar colour to his hair but in the low
light from the lamp they were darker, more seductive. His nose was the
perfect size for his face, directly above his pink lips, themselves
surrounded by the dark stubble that helped to frame Joe's strong jaw,
making him look older than his seventeen years. He was handsome. And when
he smiled, Tyler almost whimpered.

His face was only the start though. He was wearing nothing but a towel,
tied around his waist at the front, hanging low, exposing his trimmed pubes
that merged with the light trail up between his hard abs to his belly
button. Droplets of water still clung to his skin, making their way down
his incredible body, starting up his broad shoulders, cascading down over
his firm, slightly hairy pecs and down the cut abs until they were absorbed
into the towel just above the bulge where his dick had to be. God he was
hot.

What the fuck?

Tyler thought to himself, rising up onto his elbows. His dick was hard in
his boxers, throbbing, pulsing at the sight of Joe's incredible body and
beautiful face. What the hell was happening? He couldn't be attracted to
Joe. They were like brothers. He felt like he was starting to panic, like
he had to get away but he couldn't take his eyes off Joe as he moved a
couple of steps closer.

The room seemed to get smaller, the walls drawing in, making the few feet
between them seem like mere inches. Tyler's fingers began to tingle. It
felt like Joe was within touching distance and his body was willing him to
reach out so he could run his fingers all over those hard muscles, so he
could pull open that towel, letting it drop to the floor so he could wrap
his hand around Joe's dick and use it to pull him closer, into his arms,
into a kiss.

No! NO!

Appreciating Joe's body was one thing. Thinking he was handsome was
something else. But wanting to kiss him? That was going too far.

Oh fuck...

Tyler almost gasped aloud, his breath catching in his throat, his teeth
biting hard into his lip as Joe pulled the towel from around his waist and
started to dry himself.

He began by wiping the drops of water from his shoulders and biceps, which
tensed and flexed with each movement of the towel, before moving onto his
chest, drying first one pec and then the next. Afterward he ran the towel
over his abs and continued down, making sure to catch the water that was
clinging in droplets to his trail and pubes, seeming to pool around the
base of his cut dick.

Tyler continued to stare in silence as Joe dried his cock, gently pulling
on it and moving it from side to side so he could dry his balls and between
his legs. Tyler couldn't help but notice that it plumped up a little,
growing longer and thicker, a deep purple vein running along the full
length of the shaft, and he was silently hoping Joe would keep touching it
until it was fully hard.

Instead what Joe did nearly made Tyler explode. He grabbed the towel in
both hands and swung it around over his head, dropping it down behind his
neck. With his arms raised both of his biceps were on show and while he
wasn't actually flexing them, the back and forth movement as he began to
dry down his back gave Tyler the most erotic show he had ever seen. The
move also exposed Joe's torso, his firm pecs moving with his arms, his abs
tightening with every breath, his strong thighs tensing as he moved his
hips slightly, his dick flopping from side to side, swinging like a
hypnotising pendulum, drawing Tyler in.

Holy fuck I want him.

Tyler couldn't believe what he was thinking. He didn't just want to kiss
Joe's lips. He wanted to kiss every inch of him. He wanted to worship Joe's
body, his cock, to make love to it with his hands and mouth before he
turned Joe over and made love to him with his own dick. He wanted to fuck
him.

He quickly jumped to his feet and rushed past Joe into the bathroom, hoping
to conceal his throbbing cock, which was threatening to go off in his
boxers.

"I'm gonna grab a quick shower myself," Tyler said, just needing to get out
of the room, to get away from Joe long enough for him to think.

Joe said nothing, tossing his towel over the back of the lone chair in the
room before he dropped down onto the bed, making no effort to find any
clothes. He was happy being naked and he had no idea what was going through
Tyler's mind.

Tyler closed the bathroom door behind him, putting a barrier between
them. He was panting heavily and sweat was pouring off his entire body. He
had never reacted like this before, not with anyone. Why was Joe causing
such a stir in him?

He put his hands on the sink and bent over slightly, looking at himself in
the mirror, trying to see if anything had changed on his face. He looked
exactly the same as he had this morning after his first shower.

It's all inside you. It's in your head.

A slight sigh of relief spread through him as he realized the thoughts
inside his head weren't reflected anywhere on his body besides in the
throbbing seven inch erection threatening to break out of his boxers.

Why now?

Tyler asked himself, staring into his own eyes, trying to see some kind of
answer in them. There was nothing there.

He didn't understand it. Why had these feelings just suddenly surfaced? It
had been months since he found out he liked guys. Months since he had seen
his former mentor, the previous quarterback on the high school football
team, on his back with his legs in the air getting fucked by a former
teammate.

Tyler had thought that night had been his big revelation, walking down into
the basement where his mentor Alex's bedroom was to find him spread across
a desk on his back with his legs not just in the air but actually wrapped
around the muscular back of the guy who was pummelling his ass. The guy was
up on the desk with him, rolling Alex back just enough so his ass came up
off the surface, giving Tyler the perfect view of the hard dick as it sank
in and rose back out of the hole, drilling deep as the large swinging balls
slapped against Alex's ass.

Alex's moans had increased in pitch but the sounds of sheer pleasure barely
registered in Tyler's ears because he was mesmerized by the sight of the
incredible ass in front of him, a true bubble butt, flexing and relaxing
with every thrust that buried the guy's dick in Alex. It was the most
amazing ass Tyler had ever seen. A woman's ass is soft and smooth and
fleshy. It bounces and jiggles as she moves. This ass was strong, powerful
and muscular. This ass had a light dusting of hair that made it so manly as
the two huge round cheeks parted slightly and then tensed right up along
with the muscles up the guy's back as he thrust deep into Alex's ass. He
couldn't believe it but it was the hottest thing he had ever seen and he
realized he was harder than he had ever been, his dick aching to fuck that
ass. It didn't matter that it was on a guy, he wanted to sink his dick
between those magnificent cheeks and pound that hole until he shot his load
inside it.

After that Tyler couldn't stop noticing guys, couldn't stop admiring their
strong bodies or looking at their nice round asses with lust. He still
liked women, still wanted to fuck them, but he also wanted to fuck men. His
desire grew week by week until he couldn't take it anymore. Having spent
hours jerking off to the memory of Alex's hot ass getting fucked he decided
to make his move. Alone with Alex one day after practice, the only two left
in the showers, Tyler walked up behind his friend, ran his hand down his
muscular back until he was squeezing Alex's ass and whispered softly in his
ear that he saw him getting fucked. Alex spun around ready to protest but
Tyler silenced him with his lips, kissing Alex hard. There was barely a
struggle before the two were making out, Tyler's hands feeling every inch
of Alex he could reach until he zeroed in on Alex's puckering hole.

"Not here," Alex had said, grabbing Tyler's hand. "We can't get
caught. We've got careers ahead of us, Ty, we both need to be careful. You
understand? I don't just mean now."

Tyler nodded, knowing what Alex meant, liking guys was a big no-no in the
world of football and could still ruin a career. That didn't stop the two
of them from getting dried and dressed and heading to Alex's place where
Tyler fucked him in every position he could think of, both guys shooting
off three loads before they called it a day. Tyler couldn't get enough,
feeling a strong guy basically melt under his power, submit to him. It was
hotter than he could have imagined and for the next three months until Alex
graduated and headed off to college they fucked three or four times a week.

In all that time though, while Tyler was fucking Alex, while he was
thinking about fucking other guys he saw all over the place, including that
stupid wrestler Jake who rubbed him the wrong way but was so hot he would
have loved to have pounded his tight ass into oblivion, he had never
thought about Joe, had never fantasized about him, had never so much as
looked at him sexually.

But now here he was, locked in a bathroom with Joe just feet away on the
other side of the door, his dick throbbing so hard it was actually dripping
precum on to the linoleum floor, and he had never wanted anyone more. He
got along with Joe better than he ever had with anyone else, they
understood each other, they made each other laugh, they were perfect
together as friends, but now Tyler wanted more, needed more, craved more.

Shit... I think I'm in love with him...

That thought scared Tyler. He couldn't be in love with Joe. It would ruin
their friendship, which was the best thing in his life.

He reached into the shower, turned the dial so it was as cold as it would
go and stepped in. He almost screamed because the water was so cold, making
his body scream out as if in pain, but it did the job, his dick went down
and when he stepped out to dry himself he felt calmer and more at ease with
his new found knowledge.

Tyler quickly combed his hair, wrapped his towel around his waist and
pulled the door to the bathroom open. Almost immediately he wished he
hadn't. Joe was still naked, only now he was lying on his stomach, which
should have been okay but it only reignited the fire inside Tyler. Instead
of staring at the tight muscles of Joe's upper body his eyes were now drawn
to the most amazing bubble butt he had ever seen, way better than
Alex's. He licked his lips and felt his dick throb back to life. He would
have given anything to climb up onto that bed, lower his face into Joe's
crack to kiss and lick and eat that ass, pushing his tongue deep into the
tight hole, making Joe moan and squeal until he was begging to be fucked,
pushing his ass back as Tyler moved up, kissed his neck and sank his hard
dick inside him until he was fully embedded, holding Joe close as he fucked
him to orgasm.

I don't think I can do this. I don't think I can be this close to him and
not try to fuck him. He's so sexy.

Tyler was suddenly scared, hoping he could control himself. He had to. Joe
would hate him if he tried anything, he made it clear when they taunted the
kids they thought were gay at school that he thought it was
disgusting. Tyler didn't want Joe to look at him the same way he looked at
those other kids. It would crush him.

He tried to push the thoughts out of his mind, to forget about them, to
focus back on the TV or to drink himself stupid, drinking beer after beer,
almost going through the pack they brought with them, but his mind kept
coming back to the fact they were alone, just the two of them. Maybe that's
why his feelings had changed. There was nothing holding him back. There was
no one to interrupt them or get in the way. He was free to act on his
feelings that had only now come to the surface. But how could he do that
without Joe hating him?

FUCK!

Tyler downed the last of his beer and collapsed back onto the bed, quickly
falling asleep. He didn't know how long he was out for but when he woke up
all of the lights were out. He closed his eyes to go back to sleep when he
heard a low moan coming from Joe's bed. He held his breath so he could
listen more closely and heard the familiar sounds of a guy jerking his
dick. His own cock was brick hard in an instant, knowing Joe was stroking
his just a few feet away.

He wanted to reach out and flick the light on so he could see Joe's hard
cock, covered in precum or lube, whichever it was that was making the wet
sounds. But he didn't just want to see that dick, he wanted to taste it
too, to suck it, to savour Joe's juices.

He lay as still as possible, not wanting Joe to know he was listening. He
did turn his head slightly but he couldn't see anything in the
darkness. Joe became a little more vocal after a minute or two, almost
purring as he stroked faster and then letting out an audible groan as he
came, shooting his load all over himself.

Amazingly that was all it took for Tyler. He bit his tongue and lip
together as his eyes rolled back into his head and without touching himself
he shot his load across his stomach, drenching the sheet that covered
him. How he stopped himself from moaning he didn't know.

He waited for Joe to get up, wanting to wipe his own cum from his body, but
Joe didn't move. Tyler could hear hands moving, realizing Joe was rubbing
his cum into his skin. That was almost enough to make him cum again. He
wanted to lick that cum off Joe's hot body.

Damn, I've got it bad.

That was the last thought Tyler had before he fell asleep again. When he
woke up next it was morning and he was just happy he hadn't cum any more in
his sleep. He turned his head to look at Joe but he wasn't there.

Tyler sat up quickly but then heard the shower running and relaxed
again. He laughed, knowing Joe would have to be washing the cum off his
body. He relaxed back on the bed, grabbing a pair of shorts and pulling
them on since they would need to head down for breakfast soon.

He was just putting his shoes on when the bathroom door opened and Joe
walked out again in nothing but his towel. It was just like the sight the
night before and he couldn't take it. He didn't know how he could handle
seeing Joe like that for the rest of the week now all these feelings had
risen up inside him. He had to get out.

He quickly excused himself, saying he was going down for breakfast and he
would see Joe there. Joe tried to protest but Tyler was out of the door
before he could hear the reply. He didn't stop until he was behind the
building, needing time to himself, needing to regroup and figure out what
he was going to do, needing his dick to go soft before he could enter the
dining room.

FUCK!

Tyler screamed into his palms as he buried his face in his hands.


To Be Continued...?