obvious family resemblance. A little taller and a little wider in the shoulders, maybe. Just as handsome.
“This is my brother, Ty,” Louis told me, nodding at his sibling. “The one I told
you about.”
Ty scowled a little at his brother, then held out his hand to me. “Good to meet
you, Kyle. Louis seems to think we might have some shit to talk through.”
I was saved by the pizza guy, a lanky white kid I thought I maybe recognized
from school, who dropped off the food, took the cash, and—with a curious look at the three of us standing pointedly around the door—finally backed off to where his
spluttering steed rested against the gate.
“Look, you want to come in?” I asked them. Louis glanced at the pizza box. “Just
promise not to tell Coach.”
I dumped the boxes on the coffee table—I’d gotten chicken wings and some other
stuff, over-ordering as usual—and went into the kitchen for napkins. My head was
spinning; when I’d said it was weird talking shit over with Louis on the phone, I really hadn’t meant that he should come over. And bringing his brother? That was just crazy.
When I went back into the lounge, they were talking together quietly, heads close
but separating quickly as I walked up and dropped a loose stack of paper napkins next to the pizza. I took the chair opposite them.
“So, Kyle, my brother tells me you’re getting some dude sex,” Ty said, suddenly. I think I must’ve gone either bone white or bright red.
“Dude, what the fuck?” Louis shouted, smacking his brother on the leg. My gaze
flicked between them, eyes wide.
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Ty seemed entirely unconcerned by either my shock or Louis’s disapproval,
though, grinning at me across the table. I swallowed, my tongue suddenly feeling too big for my mouth.
“Look, I know Louis told you about me. That I’m gay. And he said he thought you
might want to talk with another guy who understands what this shit is like.” I think I nodded. “So, talk to me, dude. Don’t just sit there looking like you’re about to get shot.”
I glanced at Louis, and he gave me a nod of the head that seemed to say “go on,
dude,” so I did.
“There’s this guy from school, another senior,” I started, having to stop and
swallow again. “He bought me and then we…did stuff, together.” I could see Ty
frowning some. “I mean, he bought me in the charity auction,” I explained. “And it turned out he’s gay and was, well, interested in me.”
Ty nodded. “And you…?”
Now there was the question. I shook my head and quickly shrugged. “Fuck
knows. I’m meant to be straight, but this afternoon I was…well…” I trailed off, but Ty was grinning and Louis had this sort of “you sly dog” expression on his face. I blushed again.
“You’re getting some action, and you don’t know if that makes you queer, right?”
Ty summarized, and I didn’t correct him. He whistled through his teeth. “Confusing shit, man.”
“Tell me about it,” I agreed, shrugging again. “All I know is when I’m with him, I get…” I glanced down at my crotch, all of a sudden not quite sure how I’d end that sentence.
Louis chuckled. “Not just with him, dude.”
I rolled my eyes, watched as Ty gave his brother a playful punch in the shoulder.
“Jeez, dude.”
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Louis was unrepentant. “Hey, what?” He laughed. “Dude gets all worked up
lookin’ at my fine black ass in the shower.” He struck a pose, or as much of one as he could while he was sitting down. “Can’t say I blame him.”
Ty gave me a loaded look, or was I imagining it? “Whatever, dude,” I shot back at
Louis. “You were the one holding my dick today.” He gave me the finger, big shit-
eating grin plastered across his handsome face.
“Come on, bro, feeling up the white boys?” Ty asked him, a smirk of his own
showing. Louis pouted.
“Sure, because you never got it with a white guy.” The sly grin spread.
“This is my brother, Ty,” Louis told me, nodding at his sibling. “The one I told
you about.”
Ty scowled a little at his brother, then held out his hand to me. “Good to meet
you, Kyle. Louis seems to think we might have some shit to talk through.”
I was saved by the pizza guy, a lanky white kid I thought I maybe recognized
from school, who dropped off the food, took the cash, and—with a curious look at the three of us standing pointedly around the door—finally backed off to where his
spluttering steed rested against the gate.
“Look, you want to come in?” I asked them. Louis glanced at the pizza box. “Just
promise not to tell Coach.”
I dumped the boxes on the coffee table—I’d gotten chicken wings and some other
stuff, over-ordering as usual—and went into the kitchen for napkins. My head was
spinning; when I’d said it was weird talking shit over with Louis on the phone, I really hadn’t meant that he should come over. And bringing his brother? That was just crazy.
When I went back into the lounge, they were talking together quietly, heads close
but separating quickly as I walked up and dropped a loose stack of paper napkins next to the pizza. I took the chair opposite them.
“So, Kyle, my brother tells me you’re getting some dude sex,” Ty said, suddenly. I think I must’ve gone either bone white or bright red.
“Dude, what the fuck?” Louis shouted, smacking his brother on the leg. My gaze
flicked between them, eyes wide.
70|ALEX PENDRAGON
Ty seemed entirely unconcerned by either my shock or Louis’s disapproval,
though, grinning at me across the table. I swallowed, my tongue suddenly feeling too big for my mouth.
“Look, I know Louis told you about me. That I’m gay. And he said he thought you
might want to talk with another guy who understands what this shit is like.” I think I nodded. “So, talk to me, dude. Don’t just sit there looking like you’re about to get shot.”
I glanced at Louis, and he gave me a nod of the head that seemed to say “go on,
dude,” so I did.
“There’s this guy from school, another senior,” I started, having to stop and
swallow again. “He bought me and then we…did stuff, together.” I could see Ty
frowning some. “I mean, he bought me in the charity auction,” I explained. “And it turned out he’s gay and was, well, interested in me.”
Ty nodded. “And you…?”
Now there was the question. I shook my head and quickly shrugged. “Fuck
knows. I’m meant to be straight, but this afternoon I was…well…” I trailed off, but Ty was grinning and Louis had this sort of “you sly dog” expression on his face. I blushed again.
“You’re getting some action, and you don’t know if that makes you queer, right?”
Ty summarized, and I didn’t correct him. He whistled through his teeth. “Confusing shit, man.”
“Tell me about it,” I agreed, shrugging again. “All I know is when I’m with him, I get…” I glanced down at my crotch, all of a sudden not quite sure how I’d end that sentence.
Louis chuckled. “Not just with him, dude.”
I rolled my eyes, watched as Ty gave his brother a playful punch in the shoulder.
“Jeez, dude.”
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Louis was unrepentant. “Hey, what?” He laughed. “Dude gets all worked up
lookin’ at my fine black ass in the shower.” He struck a pose, or as much of one as he could while he was sitting down. “Can’t say I blame him.”
Ty gave me a loaded look, or was I imagining it? “Whatever, dude,” I shot back at
Louis. “You were the one holding my dick today.” He gave me the finger, big shit-
eating grin plastered across his handsome face.
“Come on, bro, feeling up the white boys?” Ty asked him, a smirk of his own
showing. Louis pouted.
“Sure, because you never got it with a white guy.” The sly grin spread.
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