Tomruyssss
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This is part 1 of my Bromance. I'm 24 and he's 21. We're both around the same height and weight. And to be honest we look like brothers. We're constantly asked if we are twins. In the way we dress and talk, and how were both hispanic. It's honestly strange that we weren't closer friends before. I'm bi and out to most of my friends but I don't speak about it much to not make others ununcomfortable. He is Straight. Me and my bud were aquiantances back in highschool, but we weren't ever close friends. We never hungout outside of like in lunch in highschool. So I was bored and I hit him up out of the blue in January. Ended up going to a little party at his house and we had a good time.
Me, I'm not a very open person. I can be emotional but I've become less open and less trusting to people. And sometimes I can be shy, but when I'm comfortable I'm the life of the party.
Since we hungout in January he's hit me up a bit and we've done everything from the strip club, to dinner and drinking. And to be honest we've become like brothers. The way we tease eachother, joke around and are there for eachother when we have a bad day. I'm a cold person and alot of times I'd rather chill alone than with other people. So I've turned him down a bit and he actually gets pretty sad even if he has other people coming too. Little by little he's broken down my wall and has gotten me to open up. We had a road trip and it honestly was the most time we've spent together at one time. And it definitely changed our relationship. I had come out to him as bi before our trip and he was fine with it, but whenever he wanted to ask me questions about it I would shut down.
During our trip I told him if he got me drunk, I would answer any and all questions he had. And that he had to do the same for me. So I opened up about my last relationship, and some things about my past I had never told anyone. And he opened up to me about the same. It was crazy, I don't know if it was the alcohol or what but I wanted to cry because I hadn't opened up to anyone like that ever. So instead of bawling my eyes out in front of him, I did say a very shy I love you man.
Through the days of our trip, we would talk shit to eachother in the car, and grab and squeeze eachothers nipples, and knees and rough housing. And slowly we got more and more comfortable with eachother. I remember how he teased me so I pinned him on the wall and he tackled me and we landed on my bed with him pinning me down. We paused for a moment like we were going to kiss with just huge grins and then just laughed it off. In our hotel room I always was shy about my body, and so was he but by the last night we were there, we were in only our boxers in the same bed showing eachother funny youtube videos. We inched closer and closer like we were gonna snuggle until the phone rang causing us to startle and jump up. One night we were drunk and I was super horny, so I told him I was going to the bathroom to jack off. I didnt know until the next day when he brought it up and told me he was jacking off in the bed when I was jacking, so I while laughing asked him why didn't he invite me to just jack off with him. He was like I wasn't sure if you were gonna watch straight or gay porn haha.
We both wanted to do karaoke one night, and it turned out only the gay club had karaoke. I had only been to a gay club 3 times, but he had never been to one. He was straight so he justified it saying there might be girls there. He looked like a deer caught in headlights there for about 20 mins. It was pretty dead, probably 5 guys and a shirtless couple playing pool in the back. No girls, except our lesbian bartender. So I bought him a beer to loosen up and he decided he'd be DD so he didn't drink anymore and I had a few more promising when I'm drunk he could ask and talk to me about anything personal.
After his beer, I had never seen him so relaxed. He loosened up and he sang twice, once alone and once with me as a duet. To be honest it was one of my favorite moments with him.
I was pretty much an ass on our last night in town. And so of course he was pretty pissed at me. I apologized to him but I felt like it wasn't enough. So as he slept I stayed up writing him a letter on my phone telling him how grateful I am for him, and in the end I gave him an I love you. I gave him my phone the next day and asked him to read it. So he instantly replied back basically saying he's thankful for me too and he loves me too.
One our final car ride home he was driving and he was rubbing his own back/shoulder saying it was sore. So I just put my hands on it and started massaging him. He just moaned and said it felt good. I asked if he wanted me to stop and he replied with a soft "Nah.." so I continued for a while until my hands got tired. We sang to the radio for a bit. And I without any prompting from him, massaged him again. I asked him where he was sore. He just replied with a raspy "everywhere." He moved forward in the seat so I could massage him better. So I massaged his whole back and slowly inched lower and lower to right above his ass. I slightly stuck my hand under his shirt as I massaged him. I was under there for a few minutes until he said I was making him feel sleepy which I took as a cue to stop.
I got a little quiet and sad because of the music during the ride. And when he would notice, he would look at me with a funny face, or tap me to look at him and give me a giant grin just to make me smile. We even had a few moments when he called me Babe and Sweetheart. I called him Pa and Papi which are terms are endearment that us puerto rican guys usually get called by our significant others.
We did talk about sharing a girl together in a threesome. But nothing about just me and him.
To be honest, I don't want a romantic relationship because I don't see us as boyfriends. I do love him but I know his heart is with women. I just like the intimacy we've grown to have. It's like he's my brother mixed with some sexual tension at the same time. I love how I can rub his back and have him melt in my arms especially since neither one us is really that touchy feely except with each other. And if we were both comfortable with it, and the moment was right making out and maybe blowjobs would be the extent of what we do sexually. But more than anything it just feels good to have someone like him around
Me, I'm not a very open person. I can be emotional but I've become less open and less trusting to people. And sometimes I can be shy, but when I'm comfortable I'm the life of the party.
Since we hungout in January he's hit me up a bit and we've done everything from the strip club, to dinner and drinking. And to be honest we've become like brothers. The way we tease eachother, joke around and are there for eachother when we have a bad day. I'm a cold person and alot of times I'd rather chill alone than with other people. So I've turned him down a bit and he actually gets pretty sad even if he has other people coming too. Little by little he's broken down my wall and has gotten me to open up. We had a road trip and it honestly was the most time we've spent together at one time. And it definitely changed our relationship. I had come out to him as bi before our trip and he was fine with it, but whenever he wanted to ask me questions about it I would shut down.
During our trip I told him if he got me drunk, I would answer any and all questions he had. And that he had to do the same for me. So I opened up about my last relationship, and some things about my past I had never told anyone. And he opened up to me about the same. It was crazy, I don't know if it was the alcohol or what but I wanted to cry because I hadn't opened up to anyone like that ever. So instead of bawling my eyes out in front of him, I did say a very shy I love you man.
Through the days of our trip, we would talk shit to eachother in the car, and grab and squeeze eachothers nipples, and knees and rough housing. And slowly we got more and more comfortable with eachother. I remember how he teased me so I pinned him on the wall and he tackled me and we landed on my bed with him pinning me down. We paused for a moment like we were going to kiss with just huge grins and then just laughed it off. In our hotel room I always was shy about my body, and so was he but by the last night we were there, we were in only our boxers in the same bed showing eachother funny youtube videos. We inched closer and closer like we were gonna snuggle until the phone rang causing us to startle and jump up. One night we were drunk and I was super horny, so I told him I was going to the bathroom to jack off. I didnt know until the next day when he brought it up and told me he was jacking off in the bed when I was jacking, so I while laughing asked him why didn't he invite me to just jack off with him. He was like I wasn't sure if you were gonna watch straight or gay porn haha.
We both wanted to do karaoke one night, and it turned out only the gay club had karaoke. I had only been to a gay club 3 times, but he had never been to one. He was straight so he justified it saying there might be girls there. He looked like a deer caught in headlights there for about 20 mins. It was pretty dead, probably 5 guys and a shirtless couple playing pool in the back. No girls, except our lesbian bartender. So I bought him a beer to loosen up and he decided he'd be DD so he didn't drink anymore and I had a few more promising when I'm drunk he could ask and talk to me about anything personal.
After his beer, I had never seen him so relaxed. He loosened up and he sang twice, once alone and once with me as a duet. To be honest it was one of my favorite moments with him.
I was pretty much an ass on our last night in town. And so of course he was pretty pissed at me. I apologized to him but I felt like it wasn't enough. So as he slept I stayed up writing him a letter on my phone telling him how grateful I am for him, and in the end I gave him an I love you. I gave him my phone the next day and asked him to read it. So he instantly replied back basically saying he's thankful for me too and he loves me too.
One our final car ride home he was driving and he was rubbing his own back/shoulder saying it was sore. So I just put my hands on it and started massaging him. He just moaned and said it felt good. I asked if he wanted me to stop and he replied with a soft "Nah.." so I continued for a while until my hands got tired. We sang to the radio for a bit. And I without any prompting from him, massaged him again. I asked him where he was sore. He just replied with a raspy "everywhere." He moved forward in the seat so I could massage him better. So I massaged his whole back and slowly inched lower and lower to right above his ass. I slightly stuck my hand under his shirt as I massaged him. I was under there for a few minutes until he said I was making him feel sleepy which I took as a cue to stop.
I got a little quiet and sad because of the music during the ride. And when he would notice, he would look at me with a funny face, or tap me to look at him and give me a giant grin just to make me smile. We even had a few moments when he called me Babe and Sweetheart. I called him Pa and Papi which are terms are endearment that us puerto rican guys usually get called by our significant others.
We did talk about sharing a girl together in a threesome. But nothing about just me and him.
To be honest, I don't want a romantic relationship because I don't see us as boyfriends. I do love him but I know his heart is with women. I just like the intimacy we've grown to have. It's like he's my brother mixed with some sexual tension at the same time. I love how I can rub his back and have him melt in my arms especially since neither one us is really that touchy feely except with each other. And if we were both comfortable with it, and the moment was right making out and maybe blowjobs would be the extent of what we do sexually. But more than anything it just feels good to have someone like him around










