What You See Is What You Get 3
The following story is a work of fiction that does not want to imply that anyone in this story is gay, lesbian, or bisexual. Just take this story as entertainment. Thank you
"I'm not telling you," I protested as Justin followed me to my room.
"Why not," Justin said, almost hurt. "Come on, I'm your best friend. Whoever it is, I'll back you up.. It's either Chris, Lance, Joey or.."
"It's not you," I rolled my eyes as I got up from the bed. "If it was you I'd tell you. I would be easier to explain and have everyone understand if it was you. But it would be creepy for me."
"Then who is it?"
"Look," I said sternly as I held Justin in place. "Drop it."
I walked out and headed for the bathroom. I needed to calm down. I needed a shower. Nice hot showers calm me down and make me think better. I turned the water on just the right temperature as I stripped and stepped in. The feel of the warm water cascading down my body felt so good. Then I thought about him. I couldn't live without telling him. And I had to make sure he was the first to know, but at the same time, I am so scared. What will he say? What will he do? How can we work together if he hates me? We'd turn into Lance and Chris and I don't want that. But I do want him. I want to wake up with him in the morning. Go to be with him at night. Feel him around me. Feel his kisses, his touch. His breathe heaving in my ear as he whispers "I love you, Josh." I want that, but only from him. Then I knew what I had to do. I had to find out if he was gay. That would be the only way of solving this.. I hope.
I hopped out of the shower and grabbed a towel as I rushed to my room. Lance was sitting there with a smile.
"What's with the cocky look," I smiled as I took some clothes out of the drawer.
"I know how it is and I want to help you get him," Lance smiled
"Ok, Jay. Who is it and How are you gonna get them for me?"
"It's easy. We just find out if he's gay or bi and then you ask Justin on a date."
"Idiot," I smiled as I put on my boxers under the towel. "It's not Justin."
"Ok, bitch, spill," Lance smiled as he lay on my bed. "Who is it."
"I am not telling," I protested as I tried to put on my tight leather pants on.
Well, here's where it gets interesting. I had trouble putting them on and hopped around. Lance laughed and that's when I fell ontop of him. His legs went flying in the air just as I fell right between them.. That's when he came in.
"Um.. Sorry, excuse me," he stammered as he left.
"Shit," I yelled as I threw them off and grabbed my jeans.
I was just about to leave after him when Lance grabbed my arm.
"It's him," He said inquisitively.
"Yes, Jay," I sighed. "I have a crush on Joey."
I ran out of my room and found Joey lying on his bed staring at the ceiling.
"Hey," I said as I knocked on the door.
"Hi, Josh," he said as he got up and looked at me. "New shirt?"
I looked down to notice I wasn't wearing a shirt.
"Yeah," I smiled, "New-aged plastic. Feels like skin..wanna feel?"
"Nah," he said as his smile disappeared. "I don't want Lance to get jealous."
"Wait, about me and Lance.."
"Whatever goes on between you two it's far from me to judge," Joey said as he faced away from me. "Besides, I am gay too."
"Really? That's great because.."
"It is great. Me and my boyfriend are happy, like you and Lance."
"Wait," I said, finally sitting next to Joey. "You have a boyfriend? Did I ever meet him?"
"No, but maybe we should go on a double date sometime.Lance and you with me and.and Jeff."
"Yeah, that would be nice," I said as my heart dropped. "Well, I've got to go.talk to ou later."
I walked out and went tot he bathroom. I cried as I went to the sink. To people who are out there, I have a question. Is it worse to not be able to love the man you love because he's straight or not be able to love the man you love because he's taken.
To Be Continued..
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