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Waking up, to feel the void of Noah being gone from my bed was saddening. We were texting last night and I jerked off, thinking of him for some reason. I mean, I'm straight, but why not a guy? I'm not experimenting or anything. I already had that with one of Noah's friends. I think his name's Josh? Well, I was just curious, we kissed and stuff, but I didn't go far with him. I made him promise he wouldn't tell Noah and he agreed. This was like in the middle of last year, so it's just history. Josh just wanted to see how far I would go. There's nothing more to it.
Can I consider myself bisexual? Well, I'm not really into other guys, so I guess I'm straight. But then again, I was completely smitten by Noah somehow, so I guess none of the above? I'm not even sure. Guess I'll just figure it out when I get there. I mean, does it matter who we're in love with? We're all people with emotional feelings, so doesn't matter. The question is, do I have true, genuine feelings towards Noah? I just couldn't find the answer laying in my bed. Anyway, I was glad that he decided to sleep next to me and not get up and leave, which said a lot about his undying love for my brother. I know Noah was staring at me while I laid on my side, because I was awake the whole time. I couldn't sleep, I just kept thinking of him constantly. I watched him sleep next to me, he was cute when he cuddled his small self into the pillow. It was so damn cute, I just wanted to hold him like a teddy bear for the whole night. I could have but then he would of freaked out, so that's a big no-no.
So I was stupid enough to find the guts to make a move on him. I pretended like I was sleeping, rolled around and threw my arm over him. I felt him stiffen for a second, then relaxed and went back to sleep. He believed that I was sleeping--thank god. Who knows how that would have turned out? He felt so soft, his back against my stomach and chest. It's like he molded himself into me. I could have swore he snuggled into me more! Or maybe I was tired.
I smelt his faint cologne or perfume. Anyway, it smelled really good on him. He also felt really good in my arms at that time.
Now after reading the texts on my iPhone over and over again, I finally got up and went through my morning rituals. Brush your teeth, wash your face, workout, jog outside a little, eat and that's about it for me. Gotta keep in shape you know! Can't slack off and lose these great abs. When I got in the kitchen, I sat down my table when my mom placed a plate of eggs and bacons in front of me. They were my favorite plate to eat for breakfast! She always made them for me when I get home from school or working out.
As I scarf down the eggs and bacon, Mom turned to me. "So Evan...how's school?"
Things got weird with me and my parents since Bryan and Noah started dating. Like we stopped talking and connecting, as if we just drifted apart. That was when I was an asshole who didn't understand the gay community. Seeing as I am curious now about expanding my horizons, I don't have a reason to have a distance between me and my parents.
"Great, the team is doing great. I'm doing good in my classes. I'm happy that the baseball team won their game," I reply, hoping that she sees the effort that I'm trying to say that I'm not that person I used to be anymore.
Her face lightened up at this. Usually, I would give my parents the cold shoulder or just short answers. "That's good. So how's the eggs and bacon?"
"Awesome as always Mom. You're the best cook around," I say, giving her my best smile.
"Well you better say so, even if they're horrible. At least you tell me they're good. Your father always talks about his crazy stories and forgets how great of a cook he has in front of him," she said, putting up dishes and cups. She was always a clean freak. She and Dad were the most talkative couple in the world. There's always debates, conversations, text spamming, discussions between them. When you don't see them talk in a conversation, then something's wrong.
As I swallowed down the last bit of bacons on the plate, I saw Bryan walk in. Seriously, I hated him sometimes. Not because he's gay, but the fact that he's an asshole to me all the time. Especially when we were younger, he would be mean to me. He's always putting dirt on my clothes, pushing me into the mud, coloring on my homework sheets, calling me stupid or dumb, etc. He was basically the asshole brother in my life. What keeps me from strangling his stupid ass is my parents and the fact that he's my brother.
Bryan sat down as Mom placed his favorite food in front him. English muffins, sausage patties, and eggs. Talk about carbs...fatass. He ate as he rapidly texted on his phone. Dang, never knew he and Noah texted that much. From my point of view, Bryan doesn't text a lot. Well, people change.
I know you may think I'm a jerk who's mean and intimidating, but actually I'm a marshmallow on the inside. I just don't act like a tough guy around my house. I leave my ego at school and walk into my house as Evan, the nice guy. I am nice, I just had problems. Now I don't, so I guess I'm not mean anymore. Feels strange to be all nice and stuff, but it's good for a change. The team was only mean because I was. They don't do it anymore, since I stopped.
"Well thanks Mom, I'm going to take a shower then," I said, kissing her on the cheek. Yes, I'm a mama's boy.
She acted like she was disgusted and pretended to cringe away. "Eww, you definitely need that shower young man!"
I laughed then ran upstairs, and turned the shower on. As I took my shirt off, I saw myself in the mirror. I had a perfect muscular body. Six-packs, the muscles in the right places, nice v-cut, I had the body that most guys would kill for. I didn't take advantage of my body, I just did the things to keep this body the way it is now. Eat right and work out regularly--that's my motto. I touched my abs, feeling the hardness on them. Then I flexed in the mirror, seeing all my muscles poke out. I started playing with my hair, messing it up a little. I was really hot for a guy who's curious and all. I'm not shallow, I just admire myself sometimes.
I undressed, my dick flopped around and then got in the steamy, hot shower. The heated water hit my back as I turn to close the shower door. It went great against my skin, running down my skin and enveloping me in its hot coolness. I applied the Axe shampoo to my hair and started to lather it. Then washed it off feeling the shampoo slided down my chest to my abs, then down to my cock area. This sight turned me on for some reason. Damn, I popped a load last night too! Oh well, might as well take care of it. I quickly put conditioner in my hair and wash it out.
I put my hand on my cock, feeling my hand around the shaft. I stroke it a couple of times. The water running down my abs was a hot sight, so I jerk a steady pace. The jerking motion made my cock more hard, sending pleasure through my body with every stroke. I loved my cock, I had a full 9 inch dick. I was proud of it too. I didn't gloat it around because I hated people talking about my dick. Especially guys, they're always comparing dicks and stuff. I just wasn't into that stuff. I keep my pubes trimmed neatly, because I hated lots of pubic hair--aggravates me. As I jerk and stroked my cock, the thought of Noah came to my mind. I didn't fight the images coming into my mind. I imagined Noah laying in a jacuzzi with me, fully naked. He was kissing me on lips then snuggled his nose into my neck as he kissed my collarbone, his soft hands tracing my abs. He was the perfect height and body type for me. Not too tall, but too short. Slender, but not anorexic like some girls I've sleep in the past. Then he lowered his hand and grabbed my cock, jerking it off. He was jerking it off as he kissed my neck and chest. His soft hands wrapped around my hard, thick cock. The thought of it filled my body with pleasure. I put my hand on the wall for leverage as I jerked my cock faster. Noah's eyes looking directly into my eyes, his beautiful gray eyes that seemed so caring and kind. He would jerk faster and I would tense up, ready to squirt. He kissed me on the lips as I cummed all over his hand. Then I as I thought as that, I cummed. The cum head the wall in front me, dripping down as the shower washed it away. Damn, that was a lot of cum. Man, if Noah in my thought could make me do that, then what would happen if he were actually doing it. I shaved my legs a little, because they were growing out a bit. Also, I play football, which is necessary.
After cleaning up and out the shower, I headed to my room. I played on my PS3 for a bit, worked out lightly, then cleaned up my room. I was neat freak--hence, mother. I sat on my bed, nothing to do for the whole day. I could have called my friends, but then I didn't want to be around, since I was confused with my sexuality and stuff. I just didn't want them to ask if anything's wrong. I thought of things I haven't done, but I typed my report yesterday, so I have no other homework to do. Nothing... After a few moments later thinking of what to do, I came up with going to the movies. I wanted to watch Sucker Punch. Sounded like a good movie, needed to watch some movies anyway. I needed something to do instead of working out and mindlessly playing COD: Black Ops. Well, I didn't want to go alone. How lame and boring. I needed someone to go with. Who though? Mom? Nah, who goes with their mom anymore? Dad? He was cool, but he would rather go to a golf course or something. Bryan? Hell no, we can't even be in the same together. Then it hit me. Noah! Of course, why not? I can get to know him better and maybe see if he's even the slightest interested in me. I could get closer to him. I mean, we're on good terms now and I have feelings toward him, so why not? I know he's with Bryan, but he could care less about Noah. I mean literally, Bryan doesn't talk about him to my parents. He's always talking about other things besides Noah. When he's at the table, he doesn't even acknowledge Noah sometimes. Only when the conversation is about Noah, will he talk about him. It's like he rather be with someone else than Noah. Also, I can tell if Bryan's faking his emotions. Like the time when he and Bryan kissed at the table. It was forced and uncaring. He just did it for my parents to see. Or when Noah wants Bryan to come over his house, he just doesn't want to. I don't see why Noah's even with him anyway. He's not even that hot. I mean compared to me, he's average--not to be shallow or anything. I would make a better boyfriend to Noah than Bryan would. I don't want to be a homewrecker though, so I'll just see if Noah has interest in me. So the plan is set.
After dressing up in my favorite American Eagle sweater and True Religion jeans, I sat on my bed. I was really nervous, because Noah might say no or not able to come. I stared at the screen for a couple minutes before I clicked on Noah's name and called. The phone bang for a few seconds before he picked up. "Evan?" he said through the phone. His voice makes me smile and happy to know him. "Yeah, um...I was going to the movies, but I have no one to go with. So I thought we should go together," I said back, hoping I said enough. He paused for a while before he answered. I kept my fingers crossed, praying he'll say yes. "Well, okay. I'll get dressed up and get ready. You can come over right now. I'll be quickly." "Thanks buddy, I'll be right over," I said, already getting up and taking my wallet and keys. "Kay, Evan. See you then," he said before he hung up. As stood in front of my mirror, I fixed my hair, spiking it up and putting hairspray in it. I looked hot, maybe Noah will see that. I realized that Noah blushes around me a lot too. Maybe I was too cute for him. I probably intimidated him a little. I'll just have to make him comfortable around me. I just had a quick thought. I opened my nightstand and pulled something out. Yes, a condom! I don't intend on using it, but hey, anything could happen. I stuffed safely into my pocket. A part of me wanted to have to use that condom and another part of me said to wait. Well, let's just see how this night goes and see if anything happens. Hopefully something good happens. I practically ran downstairs, telling Mom where I was going.
"Can I come if you're going alone?" she asked, looking up from the book she was reading.
I knew she would ask that question. "Um, I'm going with someone else, so it's not necessary Mom," I said, letting her down gently. Not that I didn't want her to go, but it would be weird to have my mom there while I secretly flirt with Noah. That would be uber weird.
"Oh," she said, winking at me, "I get it. Be safe then Evan."
"It's not like that Mom, it's just two friends going to watch a movie," I replied, looking embarrassed.
"Okay Evan, I believe you. It's just to be sure. A mother thing you know?" she said before going back to read.
I rolled my eyes, taking her inside job in. "Okay Mom, see you later," I said before leaving.
As I opened my car door, I noticed something strange. I looked up. There was another car in the driveway, seeing that it was a car I've never seen before. Not anyone's I know that. Well, maybe it's just one of Bryan's friends. I brushed it off and got in the car.
As I parked in the Water's driveway. I saw that it was a fairly large house. It was two stories high, the grass neatly cut, the flowers bloomed out from the garden. It was very beautiful all in all. I didn't see Noah outside, waiting or anything. I texted him if he's ready yet.
A reply came. "Hey, sorry. I'm taking longer to get dressed than usual. You can come inside. I'm upstairs." I was perplexed that he actually invited me in. Maybe he did trust that I changed, which was a relief.
As I open his bedroom door, I saw he wasn't in there, but the lights were on. I wondered what he was doing... As I walked in, his bedroom was so clean and organized--like me. Something we had in common then. I sat on his bed, which was soft. If only we could fuck on this bed. Shit, just of it was easy enough to make me hard. Then the sound of a door opening made jump.
Noah was getting out of what I assume is his bathroom. He was looking cute with a black and gray cardigan. He was made to wear cute stuff. His dark brown hair was all styled and everything. I felt ugly just sitting here on this cute guy's bed. I immediately try to hide my obviously hard cock, but there was nothing to hide it with. I felt like a dumbass.
He took his phone and wallet, putting them in his pocket. God, his ass was so hot. Shit, I mean girls had ass too. But he had an ass to fuck the shit out of. I don't mean to sound like a sex freak, but damn, it showed. He didn't seem to notice my hard on. Or maybe he was ignoring it. I was glad he didn't bring it though.
He turned back to me. "So you ready to watch a movie?"
I blushed because I stared too long. "Um, yeah. Let's go dude."
As we stood in line to get tickets, Noah asked, "I forgot to ask, but what are we watching?"
I smiled. "We're watching Sucker Punch. Heard it's pretty good."
He looked cute next to me. He brightened up my day whenever he's near me. I don't know why, but I'm compelled to be with him.
"Oh I wanted to watch that too," he replied as we moved up to the ticket booth.
The guy in the booth was mostly likely gay because he had on a shirt that said, "I'm gay, get used to it." He had curly brown hair, brown eyes and was scrawny. He didn't look cute to me, but I'm not shallow like that. Plus, he's not my type anyway. My type of guy is Noah. He looked at me and Noah, then smiled.
"So what are you and your boyfriend watching tonight?" the guy asked, thinking we were a couple.
I blushed seriously hard, not knowing what to say. I was surprised at what he said. I didn't know what to say. I looked Noah who had the look on his face, but then he smiled, blushing too.
He spoke, "He's not my boyfriend. He's actually straight." Aww, shit. He thought I was straight. I wanted to tell him right there that I'm curious, but I just held it in.
The ticket guy gave us a once-over look. "Really? Sorry, my gaydar is seriously off then guys. My bad. I could of swear you two looked like a couple though. Guess I was wrong."
I smiled a little. "It's okay dude. Um, we'll get tickets for Sucker Punch." I can't believe this guy thought Noah and I were a couple. But it was okay, because we kind of did. I just smiled.
After getting the tickets, we got snacks and drinks and sat in the theater room. We're sitting in the middle row. There were a couple people here. Mostly girls who dragged along their boyfriends to watch movies with them. People gave us looks as we got comfortable in the seats. The movie hasn't start yet, just commercials.
Noah turned to me, sipping on his drink. "I can't believe that guy thought we were a couple! He was totally off."
I looked him, "hey, he just thought. I mean, we kind of did."
He got a confused look on his face, it was adorable too. "What do you mean by that?"
"I mean, two guys going out at night to watch a movie together? Doesn't that raise red flags?" I explained.
"Oh I get it. Well, I guess we did. We'd make a cute though," he said as he turned to the movie, which was about to start.
What did he mean by that? Was he indicating that we would have a chance? I didn't take this seriously, because it didn't prove much. Gotta push the boundaries.
As the movie was playing, I slowly slided my hand on his thigh and rested it there. He didn't seem to notice, which proved something. He was letting me do this. Then I try to go up his leg. As I try this, the lights turned on, signaling that the movie was over. I moved my hands quickly, trying not to make it obvious that I wanted to do that. I wanted to look like I naturally did that.
"That was a good movie," Noah said as we opened the door into the hallway.
I watched most of the movie, but I started to think of Noah. He was in every thought I had. I just couldn't stop thinking of him.
"Oh, it was good. Lots of action and confusion," I replied as we walked towards the exit. The night was cool, and peaceful. It was a beautiful night. I felt good about tonight.
"It's a beautiful night you know. I think it's rare to enjoy the beauty of the world," Noah said, looking at the ground as he walked, trying to keep balance on the curb.
"What do you mean?" I asked, balancing myself on the curb as anyway.
He started walked towards the car. "Well, I meant like...people are so busy worrying about other things. Like sex, relationship, money, jobs, social drama, world crisis problems, etc. It's just that no one really takes the time to see the world for the first time. How lucky we are be living this one life we have. To live, experience, and die life. It's the climb that's important, not the win, not the failing."
I followed behind him, "well. That's true. What did you get that from? Music?"
He chuckled a little. "I thank Ke$ha, Miley Cyrus, Lady Gaga, and Kate Voegele. They inspre me."
I laughed a little. "Well, I need to buy their music. Sounds interesting."
"You should," he said before getting in the car. I looked at the sky before getting the car. Gosh, the world is a beautiful place. I have all the things I need right now and a beautiful guy in my car. I couldn't be more blessed.
On the ride home, we talked common things we liked, music, movies, etc. I noticed he smiled through the whole trip home. I parked in his driveway and decided to walk him to his house.
As we got to the door, he looked at me with this look. A look with passion in his eyes, no a just-friends-look. I smiled at him.
He smiled back. "Um, thanks Evan," he said, putting his hands into his skinny jeans. "For the movie." He was blushing and tried to hide it.
I blushed too, but I let it show. "Your welcome," I replied, looking into his gray eyes, which was scared and nervous of what might happen.
He turned, "have a good night Evan."
I grabbed his arm, turning him back around. I held him in my arms, looking into his eyes. They were filled with passion, but nervousness at the same time. Then I kissed him, pressing my lips against his soft lips. Just like I imagined in my dreams, except better. I held on that moment as he didn't fight back. He actually put his arms around my back, embracing the kiss.
I wish that I could be frozen in this moment forever. I felt great, like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. Passion filled my whole being. Noah is the only that's on my mind right now. He had interested in me. He had feelings for me. If he didn't then he wouldn't have let me kiss him, let alone this date.
When we let go and stood there, looking at each other, lost for words. I just had a huge smile on my face. I know he saw it and he blushed even more than before. He was smiling. Right then, I knew that Noah is the one I want. He made me crazy, made me feel things that I've never felt before. I wanted to be with him. He was great guy and someone I would want to spend the rest of my existence with. I cared about him so much it wasn't even funny. I just couldn't stop staring at him, he was that intoxicating to me.
I wouldn't stop till I get Noah. I know he's with my brother, but it's time for me to step up and take what I want from Bryan. He's gotten awards, praises, great friends, and this great boyfriend. My brother's boyfriend was the one I wanted. There was no one else that could compare to him. He's just perfect in my eyes. If we do end up together, then I wanted to take things slow. The best relationships take time and built. I don't want Noah to be overwhelmed, so I just want to get to know him better and understand his life as he would do the same for me.
He was the first to speak, "wow Evan. That was just fantastic... I don't know what to say."
"Then don't just kiss me again," I said, pulling him into me again.
He pulled away, opening his door. "Good night Evan, thank you for the night. You made my day. Don't tell anyone though."
I wanted to in there with him and fuck him raw on his soft ass bed, but I resisted. I just smiled at him.
"Your welcome," I said walking to my car. "Oh talk at school tomorrow?"
He smiled. "Of course Evan, good night," he said as he closed the door.
"Good night too," I said, hoping he could hear me.
I got in my car and just wanted to scream. I was so excited! That kiss was awesome!!! Jeez, I wish I could kiss him again. I turned on the engine and the radio turned on, playing "Your Love Is My Drug" by Ke$ha. That's how I'm feeling right now. I feel like I'm drugged and high in the clouds. That's how Noah made me feel.
I sang along to the song as I drove home. I was so happy, it was unreal.
As I got home from the happiest of my life, Bryan's showing up in my room as I putting my keys and wallet down. Talk about buzz kill. He made me want to vomit by just looking at him. He didn't deserve Noah. I did. I could love, fuck, and treat Noah better than his stupid ass can.
"So where did you go?" he asked, standing at my door.
"To the movies," I replied coldly, trying to make him leave.
Apparently, that wasn't enough. "With who?"
I rolled my eyes. "With a friend."
"You don't go with just a friend. Who's this person? Is she someone I know?" he asked, trying to bond with me.
"It's really none of your business. So fuck off," I said, looking at him directly in the eye.
"Hey, I try," he said, starting to go back in his room.
Then it was time for me to ask questions. "So...Bryan.Who was that car early for? Never seen it around before," I asked.
He tensed up a bit before turning around. "Why do you want to know?"
He's hiding something, I know it. "I thought I'd ask. I've never seen that car around before."
"Well, it was...Tim's car. He came over for help on his Chemistry homework," Bryan said, not telling the whole truth.
"Oh okay. That's cool," I replied.
"Yeah," he said, going into his room and shutting his behind him.
He was completely lying. For one, I know everyone's car that comes here. Also, Tim's owns a Honda, not an Eclipse. He was hiding something and was not telling the truth. I didn't care why. Whatever, it doesn't affect me.
After getting undressed and popping a load, I laid there on my bed. I was thinking of Noah, that kiss. It definitely happy and excited about it. He made my day tonight. If only I could have him now, but I'm working towards that.
I then realized something. I was for sure gay. I wasn't attracted to girls. I was into guys. I was in love with Noah. He made me a better person than I was before. I just couldn't sleep. I was thinking of him. Then I eventually fell asleep, still thinking of him.
Noah was the one.
I'm sorry that I mention songs and celebrities in the chapter. I swear I am a huge fan of each. They are great with great music. They're music has inspired me and helped me on many occasions. Well, I shouldn't bore you with my love for music.
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