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TomxBill

I was laying in bed, thinking about two years ago.

It was June again, and that is why I was thinking about it. Tomorrow, Bill and I were going to go to the beach.
We had rented a house out there, and we had already gotten settled in. I was in my room, and I'm pretty sure Bill was in his.
Tonight I couldn't sleep. I just wasn't sleepy. So I was laying there, with my hands behind my head, just thinking.

Suddenly, I heard my door being opened. I turned, and saw Bill.
Hey, what do you know..?
I watched Bill as he helped himself into my room, walking over and kneeling at the edge of my bed. I propped myself up on my elbows.
"Bill? What's up? Is something wrong?" I looked at Bill. He seemed a tad upset, or stressed.
"Hey.. Tom? I felt... lonely. Can we hang for a bit?"
I nodded. Bill time. "Sure," I said, sitting up fully. "What's on your mind?"
"Well...I just wanted to... be near you, I guess. I mean, your like my other half. I just felt weird for some reason. Crazy, huh?"
I couldn't help but smile. I felt the exact same way towards Bill.
"No, that's not crazy. At all. Do you wanna talk? Or just chill?"
I really hoped his choice was talk.. I didn't want it to be awkward, and just sitting next to Bill, my mind would definitely begin wandering...
"Yeah, I guess I kinda want to talk," Yes.
"Tom.. Have you ever felt like you were.. made wrong?"
I looked at Bill. I had kinda thought about it, but that was buried way down.
"No. Not really," I lied. "Oh.. Well... Tom.. I think.. maybe I was made wrong."
This sounded like a support moment. I looked into Bill's eyes.
"Bill, you are just right. Trust me. There's not a thing wrong with you. I swear."
Bill adjusted his position at the edge of my bed.
"No, Tom. I feel.. different. I think I'm.. I think I'm gay."
Holy shit. Was Bill serious? Was he really telling me this? Was I still awake? "Bill... What?"
Bill looked away nervously. "I just think I might be." I felt shocked, but not the kind of shocked where you jump up and down and scream and stuff.
"..How do you know?"
I know it sounded lame, but it was the only thing that came to mind.
"Tom.. I'm attracted to guys. I just can't see myself with a girl at all sometimes.. I try to, but.."
Bill pulled with a random strand of his hair.
I tried to sort it all out. I tried to picture this. Right, so I really couldn't see Bill with a girl either. I saw him with me.
"Bill... so.. have you done stuff.. with.. euhm.. guys?" I really felt bad for asking, but curiosity was always a tough one for me.
Bill smiled slowly. He was sitting on the edge of my bed now, with his long legs crossed. "Stuff? Well, I've kissed.. that's all though."
He laughed. Such a innocent sound. From my brother who has kissed boys. Seemed like he was loosening up about it.
"You've kissed a boy..?" Curiosity up 45 percent now..
"...Yes."
Damn it. How could Bill be so.. alluring?
"Well..... What's.. it like? I mean.. just curious." Bill looked up at me, with amusement all across his face. "Tom... You're curious?"
He smiled. I looked away.
"..Just a little."
"Well, it's hard to describe... I can't put it into words. Do.... you want to find out..?"
What? Did I? Was he suggesting I go out and kiss some boy? Hell no. Well..
"No..! I mean. I.." Bill looked into my eyes. I really felt trapped. In a good way.
"Tom," Bill said, crawling over to me. "It's really not that bad."
I looked at his mouth, imagining.. a kiss. I saw his tongue come out, and he licked his lips softly. "Tom...? It won't hurt anything.. I promise."
I felt my defenses kick in. "Bill... you? But..." I backed away a couple of inches. I was unsure. This was unfamiliar territory...
"It'll be fine... No one will know, or find out...!" His voice was a whisper. "..Bill, I don-"
I was going to say 'I don't think we should,' but before I could, Bill's lips were on mine.
I didn't know what to think. I couldn't think. I just felt the softness of his lips against mine.
He pressed against me for a few minutes, before sliding his tongue into my mouth. I felt his piercing slide against the roof of my mouth.
Slowly, I played against his tongue with my own. I couldn't help myself.
I felt Bill's hand move to the back of my neck, and pulled me just a bit closer. I could feel my temperature rising..
Bill began kneading the back of my neck carefully. I felt every hair on my body stand up.
Then that little voice in the back of my head piped up, yelling at me that this was my brother. My brother.
God.
I pulled back away from Bill. "Bill.. I'm sorry.. I.." I looked into Bill's eyes, trying to see his feelings.
"..Tom. Relax. It's going to be okay." Bill smiled.
Was it really? Was it really going to be okay?
I'd always imagined a moment like this, you know, way deep down where no one could see, but actually kissing him made it tangible.
It put something between us.
"...Bill? I don't know. I'm.. afraid of what could happen.."
Bill looked at me. He had a pretty serious look on his face. "..Yeah. What do you think will happen, Tom?"
I hesitated and my mind began wandering. In my fantasies, Bill and I always ended up as a couple.
We always had this 'forbidden love' kinda thing. But that was, of course, just a fantasy.
"I don't know... What do you think will happen?"
Bill looked down at the blankets. What was he thinking? Suddenly, Bill placed his hand on mine.
"Tom... I'm not.. really sure either.. but.. I would really like.. to explore it."
Wait. What? Was Bill... Was he telling me he wanted to go into the whole like, together thing? Or.. he wanted to.. do more than kiss?
I couldn't wrap my head around it.
"...What?"
"Tom.... I have.. a confession." He looked at me, staring into my eyes. I felt his hand wrap around mine.
"I.. it's really weird.." He began rubbing his fingers over the skin on my hand. It seemed like he was struggling for words.
"I just.. Well.."
Whatever he was about to tell me was obviously making him very nervous. I looked down at his hand.
His delicate hand with his manicured nails... He had never really held my hand before.
"..Bill? You can tell me. Whatever it is... I won't laugh. I won't think you're weird. I'm... I would like to know what's bothering you..?"
Bill took a deep breath and smiled softly.
"Alright.. I've kinda had.. I guess it's been a few months now.. Well, almost a year.."
Bill looked down at our hands. I looked as well. He was sliding his fingers into mine. "Tom..?" He whispered.
"...Yes?" I whispered back, eager to find out.
"...I'm.. in love." I looked into his eyes. His expression was filled with emotion, his eyes unfocused, his mouth slightly open.
My heart began to pound.
That feeling from two years ago was coming back, after I had subdued it for so long. I looked over Bill, and saw that he was tense. He must be afraid of.. me?
Slowly, I moved toward him. "Bill...?" I said it so quietly that I could barely hear it.
Bill placed his free hand on my cheek, caressing my face.
"I'm in love... with.." He paused, his eyes meeting mine. "With.. you."
I looked down. I felt a heavy weight lift off of my heart, and a smile found it's way slowly to my face.
The feelings were immense.
"I mean... I'm sorry. I know it's weird.. and... we... we're brothers....!"
Bill looked overcome with emotion. He looked like he might cry.
Finally finding some words, I tried to talk to him.
"...Bill... I know. I.. don't care. I.. I've been through this all alone for so long. I.. God. I never knew what to say to you, or when...
I have thought about all of this too. It.. hurt. I knew I.."
I trailed off. I found myself focusing on a stray thread that was sticking out of my blanket.
Suddenly, Bill just pulled me up into a hug.

Yeah. Let's ignore words for the moment. It's probably better...
He wrapped his arms around me, and put himself in my lap. He was so close I could faintly smell his cologne.
I put my arms around him, and just held him. It was so strange, having him right there.
All the times I had wanted to hold him, touch him, or just stand next him, and hadn't been able to.
And all of a sudden Bill himself had sat down in my lap. "Tom..." He pressed his forehead against my neck.
I just sat there, running my hands down his back.
Just grateful he was there.

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TomxBill

I was laying in bed, thinking about two years ago.

It was June again, and that is why I was thinking about it. Tomorrow, Bill and I were going to go to the beach.
We had rented a house out there, and we had already gotten settled in. I was in my room, and I'm pretty sure Bill was in his.
Tonight I couldn't sleep. I just wasn't sleepy. So I was laying there, with my hands behind my head, just thinking.

Suddenly, I heard my door being opened. I turned, and saw Bill.
Hey, what do you know..?
I watched Bill as he helped himself into my room, walking over and kneeling at the edge of my bed. I propped myself up on my elbows.
"Bill? What's up? Is something wrong?" I looked at Bill. He seemed a tad upset, or stressed.
"Hey.. Tom? I felt... lonely. Can we hang for a bit?"
I nodded. Bill time. "Sure," I said, sitting up fully. "What's on your mind?"
"Well...I just wanted to... be near you, I guess. I mean, your like my other half. I just felt weird for some reason. Crazy, huh?"
I couldn't help but smile. I felt the exact same way towards Bill.
"No, that's not crazy. At all. Do you wanna talk? Or just chill?"
I really hoped his choice was talk.. I didn't want it to be awkward, and just sitting next to Bill, my mind would definitely begin wandering...
"Yeah, I guess I kinda want to talk," Yes.
"Tom.. Have you ever felt like you were.. made wrong?"
I looked at Bill. I had kinda thought about it, but that was buried way down.
"No. Not really," I lied. "Oh.. Well... Tom.. I think.. maybe I was made wrong."
This sounded like a support moment. I looked into Bill's eyes.
"Bill, you are just right. Trust me. There's not a thing wrong with you. I swear."
Bill adjusted his position at the edge of my bed.
"No, Tom. I feel.. different. I think I'm.. I think I'm gay."
Holy shit. Was Bill serious? Was he really telling me this? Was I still awake? "Bill... What?"
Bill looked away nervously. "I just think I might be." I felt shocked, but not the kind of shocked where you jump up and down and scream and stuff.
"..How do you know?"
I know it sounded lame, but it was the only thing that came to mind.
"Tom.. I'm attracted to guys. I just can't see myself with a girl at all sometimes.. I try to, but.."
Bill pulled with a random strand of his hair.
I tried to sort it all out. I tried to picture this. Right, so I really couldn't see Bill with a girl either. I saw him with me.
"Bill... so.. have you done stuff.. with.. euhm.. guys?" I really felt bad for asking, but curiosity was always a tough one for me.
Bill smiled slowly. He was sitting on the edge of my bed now, with his long legs crossed. "Stuff? Well, I've kissed.. that's all though."
He laughed. Such a innocent sound. From my brother who has kissed boys. Seemed like he was loosening up about it.
"You've kissed a boy..?" Curiosity up 45 percent now..
"...Yes."
Damn it. How could Bill be so.. alluring?
"Well..... What's.. it like? I mean.. just curious." Bill looked up at me, with amusement all across his face. "Tom... You're curious?"
He smiled. I looked away.
"..Just a little."
"Well, it's hard to describe... I can't put it into words. Do.... you want to find out..?"
What? Did I? Was he suggesting I go out and kiss some boy? Hell no. Well..
"No..! I mean. I.." Bill looked into my eyes. I really felt trapped. In a good way.
"Tom," Bill said, crawling over to me. "It's really not that bad."
I looked at his mouth, imagining.. a kiss. I saw his tongue come out, and he licked his lips softly. "Tom...? It won't hurt anything.. I promise."
I felt my defenses kick in. "Bill... you? But..." I backed away a couple of inches. I was unsure. This was unfamiliar territory...
"It'll be fine... No one will know, or find out...!" His voice was a whisper. "..Bill, I don-"
I was going to say 'I don't think we should,' but before I could, Bill's lips were on mine.
I didn't know what to think. I couldn't think. I just felt the softness of his lips against mine.
He pressed against me for a few minutes, before sliding his tongue into my mouth. I felt his piercing slide against the roof of my mouth.
Slowly, I played against his tongue with my own. I couldn't help myself.
I felt Bill's hand move to the back of my neck, and pulled me just a bit closer. I could feel my temperature rising..
Bill began kneading the back of my neck carefully. I felt every hair on my body stand up.
Then that little voice in the back of my head piped up, yelling at me that this was my brother. My brother.
God.
I pulled back away from Bill. "Bill.. I'm sorry.. I.." I looked into Bill's eyes, trying to see his feelings.
"..Tom. Relax. It's going to be okay." Bill smiled.
Was it really? Was it really going to be okay?
I'd always imagined a moment like this, you know, way deep down where no one could see, but actually kissing him made it tangible.
It put something between us.
"...Bill? I don't know. I'm.. afraid of what could happen.."
Bill looked at me. He had a pretty serious look on his face. "..Yeah. What do you think will happen, Tom?"
I hesitated and my mind began wandering. In my fantasies, Bill and I always ended up as a couple.
We always had this 'forbidden love' kinda thing. But that was, of course, just a fantasy.
"I don't know... What do you think will happen?"
Bill looked down at the blankets. What was he thinking? Suddenly, Bill placed his hand on mine.
"Tom... I'm not.. really sure either.. but.. I would really like.. to explore it."
Wait. What? Was Bill... Was he telling me he wanted to go into the whole like, together thing? Or.. he wanted to.. do more than kiss?
I couldn't wrap my head around it.
"...What?"
"Tom.... I have.. a confession." He looked at me, staring into my eyes. I felt his hand wrap around mine.
"I.. it's really weird.." He began rubbing his fingers over the skin on my hand. It seemed like he was struggling for words.
"I just.. Well.."
Whatever he was about to tell me was obviously making him very nervous. I looked down at his hand.
His delicate hand with his manicured nails... He had never really held my hand before.
"..Bill? You can tell me. Whatever it is... I won't laugh. I won't think you're weird. I'm... I would like to know what's bothering you..?"
Bill took a deep breath and smiled softly.
"Alright.. I've kinda had.. I guess it's been a few months now.. Well, almost a year.."
Bill looked down at our hands. I looked as well. He was sliding his fingers into mine. "Tom..?" He whispered.
"...Yes?" I whispered back, eager to find out.
"...I'm.. in love." I looked into his eyes. His expression was filled with emotion, his eyes unfocused, his mouth slightly open.
My heart began to pound.
That feeling from two years ago was coming back, after I had subdued it for so long. I looked over Bill, and saw that he was tense. He must be afraid of.. me?
Slowly, I moved toward him. "Bill...?" I said it so quietly that I could barely hear it.
Bill placed his free hand on my cheek, caressing my face.
"I'm in love... with.." He paused, his eyes meeting mine. "With.. you."
I looked down. I felt a heavy weight lift off of my heart, and a smile found it's way slowly to my face.
The feelings were immense.
"I mean... I'm sorry. I know it's weird.. and... we... we're brothers....!"
Bill looked overcome with emotion. He looked like he might cry.
Finally finding some words, I tried to talk to him.
"...Bill... I know. I.. don't care. I.. I've been through this all alone for so long. I.. God. I never knew what to say to you, or when...
I have thought about all of this too. It.. hurt. I knew I.."
I trailed off. I found myself focusing on a stray thread that was sticking out of my blanket.
Suddenly, Bill just pulled me up into a hug.

Yeah. Let's ignore words for the moment. It's probably better...
He wrapped his arms around me, and put himself in my lap. He was so close I could faintly smell his cologne.
I put my arms around him, and just held him. It was so strange, having him right there.
All the times I had wanted to hold him, touch him, or just stand next him, and hadn't been able to.
And all of a sudden Bill himself had sat down in my lap. "Tom..." He pressed his forehead against my neck.
I just sat there, running my hands down his back.
Just grateful he was there.