Green eyed Boy Part 6
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I cringed a bit at that and Logan yanked up the blanket from the floor to cover me, it was odd that he did not cover himself though. "Pete! I thought you were in class until five" Logan's voice broke with a touch of worry. Pete was just standing at the thankfully closed doorway and his expression and voice was fairly flat. "I was. It's just after five now. Really Logan? Patrick? Two days? I know you said you are gay man but come on. Look if you two want I'll change roommates with you or something. Logan, damnit put some briefs on at least." Logan grabbed his jeans and put them on, I felt like a fly on the wall and embarrassed. It had only been two days since he came to the school. Were we pushing too fast? "No, Logan, Pete, don't go changing roommates and such okay... Don't get me wrong Logan, I've never felt the way I do about you, for anyone else in my life at all. But he's right, we got caught in the moment Pete, we should have locked the door, I'm sorry you walked in on us. And if I room with you Logan, I'll fail this semester and I'll get kicked out... I can't do that, I have nowhere else to go. So... Maybe we should get to know each other before we become roommates." Logan had not said a word and was just looking at me almost blankly, as if I had just told him I never wanted to see him again. "Logan?" "No, you are right Patrick... just caught in the moment. Pete, I'm sorry, it won't happen again, don't tell anyone please? I need to go for a walk." Logan grabbed a shirt and his shoes, heading out of the room. Pete just rolled his eyes and slammed a fist into the wall before heading out after him, leaving me sitting naked on Logan's bed. I picked up my clothes and headed for the bathroom, washing off in the sink. Had I said the wrong thing? Had I ruined the best thing to happen to me already? I had to wonder if Logan thought I was easy now and finally made it to my room. Neil had moved to his bed with his laptop and looked up at me. He quirked an eyebrow a moment. "Patrick? You okay?" "No, I don't know. I think I fucked up." I was surprised when Neil closed his laptop and set it aside, studying my shirt a moment before he came and sat beside me. "Did Logan do something to you? Or Pete?" "What? No, I mean..." "Patrick, that's Logan's shirt, he was wearing it earlier in the hall. I'm not gay or anything but that doesn't mean I haven't had shit happen. Now, who do I need to go fuck up for upsetting my roomie?" I could not help the slight snort at portly gamer Neil offering to go fight someone for me. "Me. I fucked it up Neil. Logan probably thinks I used him or I'm easy or something... and Pete walked in on us." "Damn man. If Logan thinks that then he needs to have his head checked. Sparks have been flying between you two since you found him in the ditch. Every damn time you talked about him or got a text you light up like a Christmas tree. Where is he now? And Pete going to give you any trouble?" "I don't know." I really didn't know; he could have gone anywhere. Though I did not need Neil going white knight either. "I think Pete went after him, he offered us to change roommates. I told him not to, I can't afford to fail the semester for being distracted and Logan... man hes... Neil... I ruined everything. I thought maybe we were moving too fast." ~~~~Logan~~~~ Was I pissed? Yes. Patrick had felt so good, even just being with him. His hot skin on mine and the way he breathed even. I swore I could still smell him as I headed down the halls and towards one of the walking trails. He did not want me there. I was a distraction; I could be a distraction somewhere else then. Pete was not talking but I knew he was behind me and I finally turned, my fist curled and ready to knock him one though my arm was sore. "Are you done Logan?" He seemed so damn calm it was infuriating. "No, I'm not done. I don't care if it's only been two days or two hours. It felt right. Why did you have to say anything? You could have just left it alone." "Hey! It's my damn room too! How do you think I felt going in there to find my roomie with someone balls deep in his ass? I don't have a problem with you being gay, but I need my space too. You could have texted me or something, so I'd just go to the rec center or library after class. And by the way dumbass, He was not dumping you in there so why the hell are you acting like he was?" Pete shoved me back a step I had not realized I had taken towards him. His voice finally rising a bit and I had to look away, shaking my head and running a hand through my hair in an unconscious habit. "I've heard that before. `You're a distraction' becomes `I have to focus on college and won't have time for you'. Guess I was just stress relief." I recalled his messenger message, that he had been stressing over class. A sharp pain ringing through my ear as Pete grabbed my earlobe and pulled me a foot forward. "Ow! Let go damnit!" I rubbed it once he did let go. Glaring for all I was worth. He just sighed. "I was too judgmental on the two-day thing Okay? But damn get your head out of your ass. Evidently there is something between the two of you so thick a blind man could see it. You need to get back upstairs and give Patrick his shirt back and apologize for being a grade A jerk. He needed you standing up for him or at least beside him and instead you go tearing off to sulk in the woods like a child." Pete had said he was broken and I caught myself throwing that back at him. "How would you..." "How would I know? Because I'm broke Logan? It's because I am broken... I have stood by watching my friends make mistake after mistake since junior high. Some learned from them, others didn't. I've made my fair share too. Sex is just empty for me, meaningless. But the relationships I see everyone else having, I wish I could have that. Now get your ass back in there before you really do fuck it all up. I'm going to grab some food for all of us and expect us four to have a sit down and chat about roomies and respect when I get back. Got it?" "Yes father." He was right, and I knew it, wincing a bit as he admitted to me about his jealousy at relationships. He headed off for the carpark and I turned, going back upstairs, and knocking on Patrick's door, Neil opening it and looking like he was about to commit mayhem, a look not helped by his shiner. "I need to talk to Patrick. Please."