Indie boys

Drew loved Lance’s mom, she was cool and low key, and she’d always treated him like a second.  Which used to be great, and still was when he didn’t think too hard about that making Lance like his brother.  You weren’t supposed to have the kind of thoughts about your brother that Drew had had about Lance over the years.  Drew shrugged at the question.  “Not really,” he admitted.  Drew wasn’t the one night stand kind of guy, he’d tried it but it had never stuck.  “You know that’s not my thing.  I don’t even get out to bars if you’re not dragging me.  Where would I even meet one?”

“Yeah I know man. I just worry about you. How long has it been since you’ve got some?” Admittedly it wasn’t like Lance got around. Sure he had the occasional hookup after a few dates, but he wasn’t one for just sex. “This is a judgement free, friend car ride. It’s been a while for me too. I haven’t made it past the second date these days,” Lance gave a shrug and a sideways glance at his best friend. There had been a time when Lance first was understanding his interest in men that he thought about what being with his best friend would be like. It had been a while since those thoughts had resurfaced, but now with Drew’s easy smile it was hard to keep them from drifting back.

Drew was thankful for Lance, thankful that he didn’t have to face all this lunacy on his own.  Instead of being so interested in Drew and his life – or lack there of – they could focus on Lance.  Someone new who they had no vested interest in.  “Don’t see the point,” he said with a a shrug.  It wasn’t so much that he was ashamed of being gay.  He had been when he was younger but now he just didn’t want to make a fuss about it.  His family, however, would make a fuss about it.  “I mean – if I were seeing someone and it was serious, I’d tell them but that hasn’t happened yet.”  He’d almost thought of telling them when he’d been with his last boyfriend, to be honest, but that had ended in flames before he’d gotten that far.  “Could you?  She’s a vast improvement over mine, the human gossip column.”

Lance laughed, only having met Drew’s mom a few times and briefly at that. What he did remember is that she was always talking about someone else’s business. “I’ll let her know. I’m sure she’s willing to pick up another man child. Actually she’d probably think you were a step up,” Lance teased. He drummed his fingers on the dash along with the song. “So no one serious, but has there been any not so serious dudes in your life?” Lance asked with a wicked grin. He knew how the last relationship ended but Drew was a good guy. Hot and fun to be around. He at least should be getting action.

( open smut starter for males; based on this )

“Dude, of course,” Lance said looking over at his best friend. “I wouldn’t make you brave all that crazy on your own.” He shook his head. Drew’s family liked to be all up in things from what he remembered. “They don’t know yet still yeah?” Lance asked in reference to his sexuality. Not that Lance would ever press Drew to come out. He’d only in the last couple years worked through his own bisexuality. But his family had been complete cool about it. “Maybe I should just loan you my mom? What do you think?”

Jackson didn’t the impression that Nathan was just wondering. But the shyness was cute in his roommate. “He’s gotta be good to look at first,” Jackson said, making a show of looking Nathan up and down. “Good kisser. Someone who likes to have a good time and isn’t all up tight about things.” He ran his hands up and down his jeans. “Eh maybe the last one isn’t for sure. Maybe I could relax him up you know?” Jackson smirked.

Trevor smirked as he watched the big man pulling his ass back. “That’s it.” He put his hand up and then let it fall down with a strong smack on his bubbly ass in such a way that the palm of his own hand was burning a little.

Devon cried out louder with the second smack, the contact harder than the first. But that made his cock twitch even more. Who knew this would be such a turn on. “Yeah. Give me more.”

Chris was trying to keep quiet but as soon as Guillermo started to rub at his chest, he couldn’t hold back the moan. His body was sensitive to the larger man’s touch and he could have sworn he was starting to feel sticky wetness seep through his boxers and make them cling to his ass. “Oh fuck me,” Chris whispered not meaning it in the complete literal sense. He pushed back harder to feel the large cock pressed against him. his own throbbing.