Date: Sun, 12 Dec 2004 10:17:47 +0000
From: Tyler T <tyguy1988@hotmail.com>
Subject: Tyguy Chapter One

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without my permission.  This story may contain sexual acts between teenage
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site.  This is my very first attempt at writing any kind of a story so
please bare with me.  Any comments are welcome, good or bad at
tyguy1988@hotmail.com.  Thanks for reading!  Ty

TYGUY CHAPTER ONE

Let me start by telling you a little about myself.  My name is Tyler
Anderson.  I am 16 years old.  I am 5'10" and weigh 130 on a rain soaked
day.  I have light brown hair and the deepest blue eyes you will ever see.
I think my eyes are absolutely my best feature.  I live in fabulous Las
Vegas, NV with my dad and four brothers.  My mother died during childbirth
so I never got to meet her.  We are a very tight family.  That will happen
when you share a birthday with almost everyone else in your house.  Yep,
you guessed it.  Quints!  Now you must be thinking about my poor dad
raising five boys at the same time all by himself.  Don't worry, he had
some help.


I guess it all starting in a small town of about 1500 people in North
Dakota in 1987.  From what my Aunt Kara Jo tells me it was a pretty big
scandal.  My dad, who was 14 at the time, got my mother pregnant.  I guess
she was 15.  Things like this just didn't happen in a small farming
community in the middle of nowhere (trust me about the middle of nowhere
part, if you have ever been to North Dakota you know I am telling the
truth).  It was all anyone could talk about.  Well, the way I understood
it, just about everyone involved wanted my mom to get an abortion.
Everyone except my dad.  They way my Aunt talks he would have done anything
and everything to stop it.  I'm glad he did because I wouldn't be here had
he not been the stubborn man he is.  My mother's parents don't see it that
way.  They think he is at fault for killing their daughter.  I know he
still feels bad about the whole thing because believe it or not, we talk
about everything.  So to this day, none of us has met our grandparents on
our mom's side.  Shameful isn't it?


Two weeks after my dad turns 15 "the boys" are born.  Now, I am 16 and
can't imagine having one kid.  Here's my dad at 15 with five boys.  I can't
even tell you how much I respect my father.  He has sacrificed so much for
us.  Back to the story.  So we have just been born and dad decides to move
in with Aunt Kara Jo.  She is married to a farmer and has plenty of room,
having no kids of her own.  You see there just wasn't room at my
grandparents house for us.  Dad is one of six kids, two sisters and three
brothers.  Aunt Kara Jo is 10 years older then dad.  Being the wife of a
farmer, her job was basically to keep all the men clean and fed.  Boy did
her job get a lot bigger when we moved in.  She told dad that he couldn't
move in unless he continued high school.  She would watch us during school
but he had to give up pretty much all school activities.  He did hold down
two jobs as well.  He delivered for the bakery in the morning before
school.  Apparently you can get your license at 14 in North Dakota or you
could then at least.  Then he worked at grampa's gas station/convenience
store after school and on weekends.  What a great life for a 15 year old!

We stayed in North Dakota until I was six.  My dad had graduated and
invested in some kind of used clothing and movie store with one of his
friends.  It went over really well and he saved up enough money to move us
to Las Vegas and he started his own computer company.  He has since sold
his company and has been retired since I have been ten.  Grandma and
grandpa have since moved to Las Vegas to retire.  Well, aparently no one
was happy being retired because dad and grandpa opened their second
restaurant last month.  It's cool though because dad never works and I get
free food!

Back to the present.  We live in a really nice house in a really nice
neighborhood.  It has six bedrooms and four bathrooms.  We have a hot tub
and a swimming pool.  We have our very own game room too.  It totally kicks
ass.  Those that don't know us think we are spoiled.  Truth is, dad buys us
anything we want.  But as far as kids go I think we are pretty good ones.
Dad has always taught us to treat people the way we want to be treated by
them.  But seriously, the thing he harps most at us is "if you think you
might get in trouble for doing it, don't do it".  I have pretty much tried
to live by those rules.  It doesn't always work though.  Well, I am a kid
you know.  So I guess I pretty much have the perfect life, right?  Nope not
exactly.  You see I am gay.  I have know for a long time that I am.
 I have even messed around with some of my friends.  Nothing too serious but
just some "guy fun".  I have hooked up with a few guys from the internet
but it never went anywhere because I was too afraid of anyone finding out.
Tomorrow that changes.  I am going to tell my family.  At least I will
attempt to tell them.  But that's tomorrow and right now I need sleep.

"Dude, get your ass out of bed!"  my brother Chase yells at me "If you make
me late for school again I'm telling coach you called him a douche.  You'll
be running stairs until Christmas.  Haha"

"Fine, I'm up." I said as I cover my head with my pillow.  On our last
birthday my brother Cooper bought me a poster that said "not a morning
person doesn't even begin to cover it" and let me tell you, it is so true.
"Man, I hate mornings" I mumble as I hop in the shower.  Then it dawns on
me.  I made a promise to myself that I was going to tell everyone today.
Now my stomach is doing back flips on me.  "It has to be done" I repeat
over and over to myself.

"Who are you talking to?"  I pull the shower curtain back to see Chase
standing at the sink about to brush his teeth.

"What?  I wa..I was singing" I said, hoping he'd believe it.  I wasn't that
lucky.  He starts doing the stabbing motion and sounds from the movie
Psycho and says "whatever dude".

This is the part where I tell you I have to share a bathroom with Chase.
Brendan and Cooper also share one and of course Dayne gets his own.  You
see the top floor has two master bedrooms with bathrooms and Dayne won the
big competition to get that room.  Remind me to tell you about that some
time.  But right now all I can think about is telling my family I'm gay.

Well, I finished in the bathroom without further incident.  I am now
dressed and headed downstairs for breakfast.  I, being the morning person I
am, was of course the last one there.  "morning" I said to everyone as I
grabbed a bowl for my frosted flakes.

"Tyguy (my dad has a nickname for all of us), just once you are going to
surprise me and not be the last one ready".  dad said with a huge grin on
his face.  Everyone else laughed but I just glared at him and said "I'll be
the first one up and ready as soon as your Vikings win the Superbowl"!

"Wow, we will never see him up first then" Brendan (Bean or Beaner to dad)
said "cuz the Vikings suck"!

"Yeah, I could sprout wings and fly first".  Dayne, aka as "little man" to
dad, jumped in.  I suppose I should tell you that Chase is Chaser and
Cooper is plain old Coop to my father.  I know, I know real original.

"Ok, Ok, that's enough picking on my Vikings.  Now eat your breakfast so I
can get you bums to school on time."  Dad said while trying to keep a
straight face.  "And don't forget tonight is family night.  That means no
friends over and home by six., or else"!

Ok, that's perfect.  I'll tell them all tonight at family night.  It's
perfect and I don't have to do it now.  I know what you are thinking.  Just
rip the bandaid off right?  But it's hard to do.  I know everyone will be
ok with it.  Well, I hope at least but it's still really hard to do.  I am
sure some of you have been through it so you can feel my pain!

"Let's go boys!"  dad shouts, breaking me out of my daze.  Now it's not
like dad has to go with us to school, since we live like six blocks away.
It's just something he's always done.  Most kids would be embarrassed to
have their dad walk with them to school every day.  But they don't have our
dad.  All of our friends love our dad.  Plus this gives him the chance to
walk our dog Hercules.  Hercules is a chocolate lab/pit bull mix.  He is
the coolest dog ever!

"Who's turn is it to cook?"  Chase asked.  "Oh crap" I think, knowing full
well it's my turn and the teasing will soon start.

"Well, I cooked last week so that means it's Tyler's turn."  Thanks a lot
Dayne!  You see we take turns being responsible for the meal on family
night.  And we go alphabetically so we know who's turn it is.

"Oh great!"  says dad "Macaroni and cheese with cut up hot dogs again."
Another laugh at my expense!  What's with these people anyway.

"Shut up old man!"  I spout off.  "I would hate to poison everyone and run
off with all your money" I say with an evil grin.  You see I forgot one
time about my turn to cook.  I was busy napping in my room.  So on very
short notice we had mac n cheese and hot dogs.  You think they can let it
go already.  Hell no.  "Did you get the groceries I asked for?"  I ask

"Not yet but they'll be there when you get home from school."  Dad said
Well, we reach the last corner so dad says goodbye and hangs a left with
Hercules.

Now our school is nothing special.  Just your typical high school in Las
Vegas.  We have like 1700 kids in this particular school.  Just over 400 in
each grade.  I pretty much get along with everyone, but of course I don't
know every single person.  As in every school in America you have your
normal clicks.  I try to stay out of them and just be friendly to all.  I
am usually extra friendly to the hotties though.  hehe

As I enter the school and head to my locker I see my best friend and
hottest guy on the planet, Luke.  He moved to Las Vegas a few years ago and
I made it my job to make him feel at home.  I am a total perv.  Truth is I
fell in love with him cuz he's so pretty!  But anyway, we have been best
buds ever since.  Let me describe Luke.  Ok, if Ryan Phillippe and Justin
Timberlake had a son it would be Luke.  Is that good enough?  Ok fine!
He's 5'10" with curly blond hair.  Sometimes his eyes are green and
sometimes they are blue.  It's the strangest but coolest thing.  I would
guess he's about 140.  Seven inches cut.  Oh did I forget to tell you he's
one of my friends with benefits?  hehe I would love more with him but it's
just not what he is looking for.  Who am I to judge?  Plus did I tell you
he's really hot?  :)

"Hey Ty, What's up buddy?"  Luke asked as he pulled his history book out of
the locker.

"Not much.  Just dreading family night." I whined

"Dude, you live for family night.  What is going on?"  Luke asked with
genuine concern.

"Oh, I decided to tell my family tonight".  I told him

"Oh wow!  How do you think they'll take it?"  he asked

"I'm sure they'll be fine with it but it is still pretty hard."  I said

"Hmm, it doesn't look hard."  Luke said with a smile as he grabbed my
crotch.  This totally caught me off guard and I backed up and slammed into
my locker making a load noise.  Of course, now everyone is staring at me so
I go bright red.  Luke just laughs and walks away.  Some friend huh?  I
guess I should tell you that Luke is open about being bisexual.  Everyone
knows it and he doesn't care what anyone says or thinks.  Plus he's a
bigger perv then me.  I guess that is another reason we get along so well.
I have always been one to say what is on my mind.

Off to class I go.  Of all my classes, history has to be the worst.  It is
so boring.  Maybe it's just old Mrs. Johnson that makes it boring.
Whatever it is I would rather be anywhere but here.  I walk in to see Luke
talking to Chase.  Man, this can't be good.  Chase just laughs when I sit
down and says.  "dude, you should have known better then to say hard to
pervie perverson over here".

My mouth just dropped.  Luke couldn't have told him about our conversation,
but how else would he know about the crotch grabbing?

"Relax Ty" Luke said "all I told him was you said it was hard so I checked"
My turn to blush again I guess.

Luke and I have this thing we do where we imitate Beavis and Butthead.  It
is really quite funny and the chics dig it man.  Wait, that's gross.  Well,
by now people watch what they say around us so we don't have to make fun of
them for things they say.  I can't tell you how many times we have been
kicked out of class for laughing.  I guess if the teachers didn't all love
me I might actually get into trouble.  I am a good student with straight
A's across the board.  A lot of my friends resent me for getting good
grades without even applying myself.  Well, the teachers should actually
try and challenge us then.  It's not my fault.

About half way through class I just started staring off into space thinking
about tonight.  Man, I really shouldn't be this worried.  Out of nowhere
the bell rings and excuses us from history.  I haven't a clue what we went
over.  Big surprise there.  Once we get out in the hall.  Chase asked
"what's the matter Tyler?  You look like you kissed your sister or
something."

"Man, that's gross and you of all people know I don't have a sister".  I
shot back

"Well, it's not like I could say you look liked you just kissed your
brother because that would be me and eww."  He said with a disgusted look
on his face.

"Oh my god!  That is just all kinds of wrong."  I said as I walked away to
my locker.  I was pretty much a zombie through my next three classes
(English II, Biology, and Geometry).  I have second lunch so my schedule
after lunch is a breeze.  First I have Accounting I, which is usually for
Juniors and above but I am one of only two sophomores they let into the
class.  Then it's study hall and my favorite class is last which is P.E.  I
am sure if you are reading this story I don't have to explain why P.E. is
my favorite class but I will anyway.  Let's see it has mostly to do with me
being athletic.  No wait, that's a lie.  I am athletic but it is all about
the 50 naked boys that I see in the shower everyday.  I told you I was a
perv.  What? You didn't believe me?

The rest of the school day is just a blur until it's time to hit the
showers after P.E.  Then I perk right up.  Now logic dictates that since I
have hockey practice after school I really don't need to shower.  My logic
is the hockey rink isn't at the school so I don't want to stink in someone
car on the way to practice.  Sounds like a good excuse right?  A few of the
guys on the hockey team are also in my gym class so we chat away in the
showers while I check out all the gorgeous meat!

My friend Garrett snaps me out of my fantasy by saying "I am so stoked
about the game on Friday.  If we beat those bitches we'll be in first all
by ourselves!"  Garrett is a Junior and by far the best player on the team.
He is always working extra with me because he thinks I'm going to be a
superstar.  I seriously doubt that will ever happen but he's hot and I like
hanging out with him.  I am the third leading scorer on the team and lead
the team in assists.

Our goalie Trevor pipes up "Those fags don't stand a chance.  They almost
lost to Valley and we beat them 8 to 1."

I just hate that word.  I don't know what they are talking about now
because all I can think about is tonight.

"You ok Tyler?  You seem pretty quiet."  Garrett asks

"Oh I am just thinking about how I am going to tell my dad and brothers I
like cock."  Then I actually say "Naw, I'm ok.  Just wondering how bad the
coach will work us tonight is all."

"He'll probably work us like dogs today and we'll get an easy day tomorrow
to rest up for the game Friday."  Garrett says

"Let's get going boys."  Trevor said as we head out of the shower to get
changed.  After we finish changing we head out to Garrett's kick ass car to
go to practice.  He has a Pontiac Grad Prix GTP and it is totally awesome.
I can't wait until I get a car.  I guess I should get my license first huh.
Well, I take the test next week.  Yippie

We get to practice and it is hell.  At least I'm not thinking about my
impending family night.  Coach Douchet, pronounced Do Set, is a real hard
ass.  Now do you see why I call him Douche?  I'm so bad but whatever.  He
works you until you are on the verge or tears or puking.  He played in the
New York Rangers minor league system and can't stand slackers.

When practice is over and showers are complete, dad is there waiting to
give us a ride home.  Oh yeah, I should tell you that Chase and Cooper both
play hockey as well.

"Hey boys!"  dad says as we walk out of the locker room.  "You kids ready
for family night?"

"You are way too excited when you know Tyler is cooking".  Chase says with
a cheesy grin.

"You just wait bitch!"  I said laughing as dad playfully punches my arm and
says "language"

"Sorry dad" I said.  I really try and watch what I say in front of adult
and especially dad.  I think it is disrespectful.  Ok, so we have an
awkward silence that is thankfully broken up by Cooper.

"What are you making tonight Ty?"  he asked with a smile.

I give him a thankful smile for changing the subject and he nods at me.
"I'm making fetticini alfredo with chicken and mushrooms" I told him

"Wow, that sounds great man." Cooper said with genuine excitement.  He
loves food.  Who am I kidding we all do.  After all we are five growing
boys.

"Yeah, I saw the chic from Everyday Italian make it and it looked good and
pretty easy make" I told him

Once home I throw my stuff in my room and head right to the kitchen.  I am
a little pressed for time if I am to be done by the six o'clock deadline.
I am cooking like a madman trying to get things done.  The recipe calls for
three sticks of butter and three cups of heavy cream.  I don't know much
about cooking but I know butter and cream aren't two of the best foods for
you.  However, like Emeril says "fat equals flavor".  If that is true man
is this stuff going to be good.  Finally dinner is done and the kitchen is
a disaster.  The best thing about cooking in our house is that he who cooks
doesn't have to clean up the mess in the kitchen or do dishes.  The other
four get that duty.

Just a few minutes after six dinner is served.  As promised we have
fetticini alfredo along with garlic toast.  Every loved it and I must say
it is something I would like to have again.

In our house if you eat, you eat at the table.  We usually eat as a family
and talk about our day.  I figured this is where I'd get it over with.

"I've got something important I want to talk to you all about so is it ok
if I go first tonight dad?"  I ask a bit nervously

"Sure thing Tyguy."  dad said

"Hey buddy, if you make this again I'll never tease you about the mac n
cheese again!"  Chase said as he dug in for seconds.

"It's a deal dude but I'll hold you to it!"  I easily agree to that one
since the mac n cheese thing has been dragged out forever.

"Ok, so what's up Tyguy?"  asked dad

"Well, um I am really nervous about doing this so you'll have to bear with
me" I said now wishing I was someplace else.  "Ok, here's the deal.  You
know I love you all very much and there is nothing more important to me
then all of you guys."  I said looking around to see everyone staring at
me.  "But I need to tell you something and hope everyone is ok with it.  I
just don't want to have any secrets from you guys."  Wow, this is hard I
think to myself.  Ok here goes nothing.  "So the thing I need to tell you
is that I'm gay."  I said it and looked straight down at my plate.  I
wasn't prepared for what happened next.

Out of nowhere everyone just starts laughing.  "I am serious, this isn't a
joke" I said getting a little upset.

"We know" Brendan says between laughs.

That did it.  I was seriously pissed off now and got up from the table and
ran to my room.

"Tyler, don't leave" dad said "Come on Tyler".

I get to my room and lock the door.  I just fall down on my bed and cry.
Some great family huh?  They find out I'm gay and all they can do is laugh
at me.



Sorry to keep it so short but I am not sure anyone will like it and even
want me to go on.  If you have comments or want the story to go on let me
know at tyguy1988@hotmail.com thanks Ty