Jared shuddered, looking into the wild eyes of Vince who looked at him with shock. "What the fuck! You couldn't do that in your own room and who the hell told ya' to come in here!"
Jared only shook his head, trying to gather his thoughts on what to say. "Sorry, I...damn, man..." He ran out the room, still not able to tell Vince what was going on with him. He plopped on the couch, with his face in his hands. The reaction from Vince was why he didn't tell them what was going on with him.
"Damn...fuck..." Jared punched the cushions of the sofa. As he began to cry, he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Look, I'm sorry, I...I shouldn't have went off like that, dude. I didn't think you were into us like that," Vince apologized. "It just surprised me that you were over us, man..."
"I know...I..." Jared sniffed. "I got curiosities, too, dude. Just because I'm a year older than you two fucks, don't mean I don't wonder, ya' know..." he wiped his nose. "I mean, I know I ain't gay. I only like seeing the two of you cause' you're my buddies ya' know."
Vince came around the couch, sitting next to him. Jared watched, licking his lips, seeing Vince only wearing his boxers. "Hey, you don't hafta explain. Diante' just cursed me out for that shit, too. No worries. Anytime you wanna watch us, it's cool. Just let a fucka know..."
Jared laughed, "Yeah, I guess I should've..."
"Why didn't you tell us that you felt that way, man? You had a fuckin' conniption when we didn't tell you. Why hold out on us?"
Jared shook his head. "I dunno, man. Stupidity, pride, whateva! I just..."
"You just like us, and besides, what's wrong with being gay?"
Jared rubbed his nose, looking at Vince strangely. "What'cha mean, man? You can't be out these days, especially around here. Fucka's will be ready to kill yo' ass sayin' shit like that!"
Vince nodded, "I know but damn, you act like YOU have a problem with it. I mean, I know what you said to Diante' but, you keep sayin, I ain't, I'm not..."
"Cause I'm not!" He got up from the sofa. "Don't start that with me, Vince. You was havin' the same damn problem admitting it."
"Yeah, but the right word is, was. I just realized somethin' friend, For the first time in my life I actually LOVE someone. I ain't never loved any girl the way I love Diante'."
"Seriously?" Jared looked at Vince, raising an eyebrow. "You whipped, dude?"
"Yep! Girls don't even phase me anymore, man. Diante' is all I need."
"What!" Jared laughed, not believing what he was hearing. He folded his arms, clearing his throat. The erection between his legs softened. "So you're sayin' that you don't even wanna feel a girl's boobs anymore? The tight feel of pussy around your cock! C'mon man...I think I need to get you a girl and fast!"
"I don't want one! I told ya', I got Diante'. I love him with all my heart, man. I'm committed through and through."
Jared sighed, smiling. "Damn the sex was that good, huh? Tell me about it..." he went to the recliner, propping his feet up on the table. "Was his ass that snug?"
"Yes, it was just that tight, man but..." he hesitated.
"But what, my friend. You just said some pretty gnarly stuff. Don't hold back now!"
"Um, we didn't get that far, Jared. It was too painful for him so we stopped but afterwards, wow...heh," he chuckled. "He gave me the best blow of my life. It was amazing!"
Jared eyes bulged. "You mean to tell me, you're givin' up women just on the premise of a blowjob?"
"And some hot stuff that went along with it, man. Diante' is my boyfriend. I can't wait to get inside..."