Date: Tue, 3 Sep 2013 07:24:07 +0000 From: Tommy Evans Subject: Accidental Love Chapter 5 Disclaimer: This work is of pure fiction and any resemblance of the characters and settings to real life persons, events, circumstances, etc. is purely coincidental. It contains the story of a boy growing up and falling in love for the first time with another boy. If you are not a fan of this kind of literature, please go somewhere else. This is not a quick jack off story. Instead, the characters are eventually developed as new chapters in their lives unfold, mainly revolving around love and the things that go along with it. Also please if possible make a donation to the site so we can keep it running with good stories. Or else i won't have anywhere to post this story. ACCIDENTAL LOVE Chapter 5 I felt his boner. I felt the skin, the veins, but smoothness, and the nice patch of trimmed pubes. I was feeling it all over. I had never touched another dudes stuff so it was all new to me. He was just lying there letting me do whatever. He stared right at my eyes. "Babe, lets take it slow ok" he told me as he kissed me. "What do you mean by that?" "I'm just saying don't jump into something like this. Dating is one thing, but doing stuff is another level" "Brandon, i'm ok with it" "But its just horniness talking right now" he said. I kept on playing with his now solid dick. I wanted to do something with it. I've seen plenty of porn, i know what can be done. "Just go with it ok" i said. I gave him a kiss. That started a make out session. Things became intense. His hands were roaming my body. I was roaming his stuff still. And then out of nowhere it happened. I felt his hand slide down my shorts. When his hand began touching me, my dick jumped. I couldn't compare the feeling he sent through my body. My eyes shut, my head kind of just tilted back and he began to slowly jerk my dick. I had never moaned before and for the first time random moans were coming out of my mouth and i was surprised. He was so gentle, but he was also very good at just making me feel good just by touching me there. "Do you like that?" he asked. "um hmm" was all i can let out. My dick was probably about 4 inches rock hard but it was decently thick. i'd say about almost an inch thick. The thing i liked about touching his is that he had the extra skin and i didn't so i thought it was neat. So i was wondering if he felt weird touching mine. "do you feel weird touching my dick since i don't have extra skin?" i asked him. "it's different but i don't really care because its magical since it belongs to you" he told me. He ran his hands around my area. I had a few pubes growing at the base and he massaged those too which felt really good. Eventually we went back to the making out. It was intense making out, it got to the point where we even began licking each others necks. Something i had never thought of doing. Our breathing got really heavy and our hands started jerking each other faster and faster until i jizzed. Apparently it made him jizz too because my hand got blasted with sticky goo. Now i had started cuming a while back, but this cum was different. I felt it stronger, and definitely gave me that completely spent feeling after my dick stopped twitching. Both of our hands and boxers were a mess. But we didn't even move. We just laid there motionless with our hands down our pants and facing the ceiling. "I don't think I've ever felt so good" i told him. "Me either" he said. "Really? Even better than anyone else you'd had sex with?" i asked. "Babe, i've only had sex like 3 times. None of them were anything great" he said. "Seriously? woah. So i'll be your 4th?" i asked. "Yeah, i mean when it happens" "It'll happen trust me. And i'll be the 5th and 6th and so on" i laughed. "Ha you perv. Come on lets go change" he said as he slid his hand out. I was careful not to make a mess. We went to the bathroom and washed our hands. He took his boxers off but we didn't turn on the lights we just used the sky light from the moon to guide us. "Just take your boxers off and sleep commando thats what i'm doing" he told me. I followed his instructions and then we headed back to the bed. We cuddled up and since he was sleeping with just a thin layer of basketball shorts, i could really feel his dick pressing against my butt. It actually felt really good. "thanks for an awesome day" he told me. "your welcome. Master" i said. We were so tired that we didn't last too long before i felt him fall asleep. His arm around me made me feel so safe. My head was resting on his other arm and it was so firm, yet very comfortable. When his chest moved up and down from his breathing it calmed me down. I fell asleep pretty fast in his arms. I woke up to my phone ringing. My dad was calling me. "hello?" i answered very tired. It was 8am. "You're not awake yet?" he asked. For some reason he always woke up early. It was annoying. "No dad. What do you want?" i asked. "What time are you coming home?" he asked. "When do i have to?" "Well we have stuff to do." he said. "like what" i asked. "Just fucking get home or you can't go anywhere else again" he said and then clicked. I fucking hated his attitude. I turned around to face Brandon who was staring at me. "How long have you been awake?" i asked. "Not too long. I was watching you sleep" "Why?" "You're really peaceful and calm and i just think you're so fucking cute" he said. "Thanks, you're not bad yourself" i smiled. "O gee thanks" he said as he kissed me. "No, you're pretty fucking great" i said. "Thats more like it. Now come on sounded like we have to get you home" "I'm pissed. I hate how he is sometimes. Wouldn't even tell me what i have to do at home." "Babe, we will eventually figure things out ok. Just don't get in more trouble i hate waiting a week to see you" "I know i know i'm sorry. Ok lets get ready i guess" i said. I remembered we weren't wearing boxers so i ran to the closet to grab some for us. I threw one at him. We both dropped our shorts and stared at each other. I never thought i'd be so horny for a guy. Never. But he was freaking awesome. His dick wasn't like huge right away, i mean it looked normal, i mean it just kind of sat there in front of me. I am bad at measuring with my eyes. It looked so different from mine when it was soft cuz he had that extra skin. We both slowly put our clothes back on and then he walked to me and hugged me. "I'm the luckiest person on this planet to have you" he told me. That sentence made me feel all warm, fuzzy, and at the same time scared. I shrugged it off though. I just snuggled my head on his lower chest as he hugged me. "Me too" i told him. "Come on lets go" he told me. The car ride home wasn't too long since we live minutes from each other and when we pulled up to my driveway i saw my dad loading the truck with whatever it was he was taking me to do. I don't really pay attention. He's a painter and construction worker so on the rare occasion he was actually working he would sometimes try to take me to teach me. Well in the summer anyway. He saw us and he waved at Brandon. Brandon waved back. I rolled my eyes. Fake ass wave my dad was doing. "okay babe, text me ok" Brandon told me. "I will. See ya" i told him as we did our hand shake since we couldn't hug or kiss with people watching. I slowly walked over to my dad and then turned to wave bye to Brandon as he drove away. I headed inside to my room to put down the stuff i had brought from Brandon's. My dad looked at me, and he rolled his eyes at me. I shrugged it off. My mom greeted me happily. "Hey theres my baby" she said as she hugged me. "What did you buy?" she asked. "Oh Brandons mom took us shopping it was awesome" i said. She followed me to my room where i showed her the stuff i got. She was excited for me and told me to make sure i thanked her and what not. You know mom stuff. "Ok honey, well get changed your dad wants you to go help him work on some stuff" "I know, can't you see how excited i am" i told her. "Hey be happy. We're behind on the bills and you know how hard it is for your dad to get jobs" "Cuz he's fucking lazy thats why" i said. "Hey, watch that mouth of yours. Whats gotten into you. I'm going to tell Brandon you're saying that stuff see how he likes it" she said. I hated when mom did that sort of thing. "Okay sorry" i said. I hurried up and changed into shitty stuff so i wouldn't ruin anything good. I went down to eat something real fast while i texted Brandon. I wish i could just spend the night with him every day. That would be the most epic thing in the world for me. I could swim every day and have awesome food and sleep with the most comfortable pillow ever, Brandon. Eventually my lame dad called my name and said to hurry. We went to some far town. My dad and a group of other of his friends were apparently working on a this patio. I looked around there was at least like 6 others. How was the pay going to work out? No wonder we never had any money. I spent the next 5 hours helping around, sweating, and trying to hide my new phone. Luckily Brandon had prepared the phone with a screen cover and a good case so it wouldn't get damaged. What bothered me the most was that my dad was the lazier one. He would constantly take breaks and he would act like he was the main guy when it was his friend who was the one calling the shots. I just stood back sometimes and texted Brandon. I was super sweaty and nasty by the end of the job. When we were done i headed back to the truck and drank my gatorade. I saw my dads phone sitting in the cup holder and my dad was still out there talking. I opened it. I needed to get something out of my mind. I looked through the calls. Then the messages. Sure enough the same bitch left him messages telling him times and places. Then there was one that said something about him not showing up and how bogus that was of him to ditch her and what not. I had it. I just wanted to go off on him and call him out but i didn't. The truth was he was a fucking pig and the sooner i realized it the better. I didn't have the heart to tell mom. The only thing that made me feel better is that i had over heard my mom saying she was only with him because of my sister and me. That meant that she wasn't in love with him anymore so something like this wouldn't bother her. It would piss her off like its pissing me off, but i didn't have the heart to tell her. When he came back to the car i was just listening to music. Then the inevitable happened. He looked down. "Where did you get that phone?" he asked. "I bought it" i said. "With what money?" "Brandon's mom asked me if i could clean the pool and cut the grass with Brandon so she paid me $300" i said. "So you're Brandon's little bitch?" he asked. "No, i'm not. I helped and he didn't pay me, his mom did." i said. This was the first time i lied out of the blue to him, and gave him attitude. "And how are you going to pay for the monthly plan, what about the phone i bought you" he asked. "That phone is a piece of shit, you can stop paying it. I'm going to start helping Brandon at his business and i'm getting paid so i can pay for my own phone" i said. "Well i was gong to pay you for coming to help but i guess you don't need my money" he said as he put a $20 dollar bill in front of me. I was so mad. I had never felt so mad to the point of wanting to yell and hurt something or someone. All i could do was open the door to the truck. I walked off and then got in the back seat. I didn't speak to him the rest of the day. I didn't take his money either. I told Brandon about what happened and he tried making me feel better. Then he said it was a great idea for me to start helping him out and that he would of course give me money. Its not like i needed it or wanted it, but since i had already lied about it I had to make it happen. Getting home felt like it took forever since i was so mad. I don't think my left fist ever opened that whole ride home. As soon as we pulled up to the driveway i got off the car and went straight to my room. My mom looked at me and i'm guessing she knew i was pissed off because she gave me i'm sorry look. She knew how my dad was and she probably figured he did something to make me mad. The rest of the day basically sucked. I cleaned myself up and then grabbed something to eat and went up to my room. I was enjoying my food and my tv and texting Brandon. There wasn't much more i could do. The only thing that i looked forward to was to finding a way to see him soon. Eventually mom came to my room. "So, what happened" she asked. "nothing. He got mad as usual and then said he was going to pay me but apparently i didn't deserve it" i said. "I'm sorry. He's just stressed out because theres not enough money" "Mom, i don't want to talk about this ok. It's fine. i'm fine" i said. "So you work for Brandon now i hear" "Yeah i guess. Its his idea of teaching me to be a business man" "Well thats good for you honey, and you got a shiny new phone, new stuff. Clothes. You're doing way better than i was doing when i was 13" "Mom, i'm going to be 14 in a few weeks. 3 To be exact" i told her. "Oh thats true. Either way you're doing good honey. I'm happy for you. Just don't show off too much to your dad you know how he is" "I know mom i know." i said. She gave me a hug and then left me to relax. I didn't leave my room at all for the rest of that day and i did my daily call to Brandon to say good night before bed and then i went to sleep. The next morning wasn't too bad. I woke up sent my texts to my awesome boyfriend and then i decided to move my room around. I got bored of the set up i had and moved everything so i could get a better feel to my room. I went downstairs, ate some cereal, and lied down on my couch to watch TV. It was the only thing to do around the house. I began to think about all the cool things that had been changing since i met Brandon. Before life was just a constant struggle to fit in and get the coolest girl, little did i know that it's just stupid. Now that i think about it, its so dumb. I basically did that just to make my so called friends at school give me a better rep. I felt stupid about it now. I watched whatever i could find that was interesting on TV. Eventually i got hungry again and got up to make myself a sandwich to eat. Took me a minute or two to finish making it, but before i could sit down i heard someone knocking gently at the door. It was one of my friends from around the block. "Hey carlos whats up. Where you been?" he asked. "Here dude why?" i asked. "nah just checking i mean we can go chill with the hoes that we had a crush on at school. One of them is having a hang out right now. It ends at 5" "No, i don't think i want to dude" i told him. "But why dude. Don't be a party pooper" "Because i have to watch my sister until someone gets home" "Dude this is golden. I heard she kind of flirted with you the other day" "She's a a huge slut dude" "Carlos don't be a weak ass on me" "I'm just saying dude" "So you going to flake out?" "Uh yeah. I think so" "You aint ever gonna get pussy like that dude" "OK? Well i'm going to go back to eating" i said. I didn't like what he was saying and i din't want him to keep talking about that stuff. "Man can't believe my main dude Carlos is being a queef" "Man whatever. Have fun" i said as i closed the door. I went back to my couch and returned to the great fun i was having. The day went by super slow and all i did was watch tv, play some video games and text Brandon. Not that i'm complaining because thats what i enjoy doing. That night at dinner i was just sitting quietly enjoying my food when my dad came through the garage door. He hadn't talked to me since our little confrontation and i wasn't looking forward to even trying to talk to him. He stared me down then sat in front of me. I tired not to look at him as much as i could. i avoided his eye contact and i just kept eating and texting Brandon. My mom and my sister were still eating too but they were having their own conversation. I realized i had my headphones in my pocket so i put them on. Now i could really avoid everything. Eventually he hit the table pretty loud to get my attention. "Carlos" he said firmly. I ignored him. "Carlos" he raised his voice. I finally looked up. I paused my music. "Yeah?" i said. "Tomorrow you're staying with your uncle because your mom is going to a girls night out and your sister and you need to stay somewhere because i'll be doing some work around the house. Painting, and fixing things i don't want you two in the way" he said. I figured he just wanted me out of the house but i didn't want to say that. "OK" was all i said. "So now you don't talk to me?" he asked. I finished the last few bites of my food, got up , and went to the kitchen to get the plates and cups cleaned up. I still felt him staring as i put the clean dishes away. I hated that he always tried to get his point across without letting me speak my mind. The night ended with Brandon and i playing some online video games until the very late hours. The next morning was the same as usual, i woke up, texted Brandon and then made myself something to eat. I had become very used to doing the same thing over and over again. Summer had been good so far just because of Brandon but as of me having a good time, it hasn't happened. I wasn't all that mad about it thought because Brandon kept me entertained even if it was through text or phone calls or video calls since i now had an iPhone to make video calls with. I decided to go to out to the park for a few hours. I asked Brandon if that was ok and he said as long as i was careful and i behaved. I was playing basketball and catching up on my shooting by myself until Eddie showed up. "What are you doing out of your cave today?" he asked. "What do you mean?" i asked as i threw the ball at him. "Well you rarely come outside anymore man" "I'm sorry i guess i just get carried away with tv and video games" "its cool Carlos. Hey, do you think you can cover for me?" he asked. "What do you mean?" "well i told my mom i was going out to spend the night at a friends house later on today, so if she asks you tell her I'm with one of our friends having a sleep over" "Okay so?what does that have to do with me?" "Well i mean in case she asks." "but if i'm not there theres not really a point of me covering up?" "Well, its cuz, i'm not really going somewhere safe." "What does that mean?" i asked as we shot the ball around. "Well you know how i have tried weed and stuff?" "Yeah?" "Wel i'm going to go get super high" "Oh, thats cool" i said. I didn't know how to respond to that. "Whatever you do, don't tell Brandon. I know he's been super busy with work and with hanging out with you, but i don't want him knowing i smoke a lot" "Yeah, that would probably piss him off" "So can you cover for me?" "Sure i just still don't get why you need me to cover but ok" i told him. We kept on playing ball until around 3 pm. Then i had to go back home to have dinner. I thought about the fact that my best friend was slowly become a pot head and the fact that even though he's my best friend, he doesn't know the best part of my life right now. I slowly walked to my house when i noticed an old friend of mine riding his bike with a girl we both knew. They slowed down and then headed over to talk to me. They invited me to go to a party. A pool party but i knew i had to ask for permission since i was supposed to go with my uncle today. The girl was kind of quiet and i didn't really pay much attention to her until they were saying bye to me. She got off her bike. "Bye Carlos. Hope to see you there" she said. "Uh?yeah i'll ask for sure" i said a little weirded out. I shook that weird feeling off and headed towards my garage. Why had she hugged me? No idea. But I wasn't about to keep thinking about it. I checked in for dinner and sat down to watch tv while i waited. My dad walked into the room talking on the phone. Eventually i heard my mom and him talking upstairs and i decided to go creep because it was getting loud. "What do you mean you can't cancel the church thing" my mom told him. "I can't ditch the group. I promised i'd help out" said my dad. "Well if you're cousin can't watch the kids then how am i supposed to go to my work get together. I need to go so i can get that bonus we need to pay the house this month" said my mom worried. "Hey you deal with it." said my dad. "No, you're supposed to be watching the kids. You said you'd take care of it" "Listen you're the damn woman here ok. If i say you have to stay home you stay home. I'll deal with the money somehow" he said very angrily. I quietly walked over to my room and left the door open a crack so i could keep listening. After they argued for a while my mom walked over to my room. She looked very annoyed and angry. "whats up mom" i told her as nice as i could. "nothing much. Hey, I'm dropping off your sister at her friends house to spend the night. Do you want to stay with Eddie tonight?" she asked. "I don't know where he's going to be mom" i said. "Well, how about Brandon?" she asked. "I can stay?" i asked looking over towards her room knowing my dad was there. "Don't worry about him. I'll deal with him. I need you to stay with someone honey" she said. "Yeah no problem i can always stay at Brandon's mom. Are you going to be ok?" i asked. "yes honey i'll be fine. I'm heading out i'm taking your sister with me." she said. She gave me a hug and a kiss. She always got a ride from Eddi's mom since they are good friends so i saw her hurry up and head out. I immediately told Brandon what was going on and he said to just get ready so i hurried and changed. Just as i was heading downstairs i ran into my dad. "So who are you staying with?" he asked. "Brandon" i said. "Ok. I want you home at 9am" he said. "Ok." i said. "Don't stay up too late" "Ok i won't" "And don't think you can stay whenever you want you just got lucky" "Ok thanks. You're such a great dad" i said with sarcasm. He ignored me and walked away. I opened the door and ran to Brandon's car. I was happy yet mad at the same time. I was mad that my dad was such an ass hole. "Well hey there sir" said Brandon. "Hey brandon. Thank you" i said. "For what?" "For letting me stay with you." "Babe, you act as if its a bother. I rarely see you" "I know i know. Dad problems you know" i told him. "Ok so what do you want to do then babe?" he asked. "Well, i'm really hungry because i didn't eat anything. I spent an hour waiting for food while my dad yelled at my mom and then i just texted you and now i'm here" i told him. "Ok sounds like a plan. Lets go get you food" he told me. He grabbed my hand with his free hand and we drove over to another one of his favorite restaurants. He always picked fancy shit and i always felt weird walking into these places because people were dressed up and i was in normal clothes. This time it was weird though because i hadn't given him enough time to change so he was also in just a hoodie and sweatpants. Of course we didn't get acknowledged right away. It was really odd. I felt out place and well apparently we weren't good enough for the restaurant because they told him that the wait was over 2 hours. "What do you mean 2 hours?" said brandon. The guy at front seemed really snotty. "Listen sir, i'm sorry. You should have probably called ahead to reserve a table" he told him. "My brother is very hungry, i love this food and i will wait then" said Brandon. He gave me wink and whispered 'watch this' to me with a smirk on his face. I had no idea what he had planned. "Sir you're just going to have to wait i'm sorry your little brother is hungry" said the man. I was getting embarrassed because everyone was looking at us. "Ok this is how its going to go down. You're going to sit me down, we're going to eat and you're going to stop judging people depending on how they look. So maybe i'm not dressed up and maybe we're minorities in this expensive restaurant but you don't think that maybe i know how much things cost and maybe i have enough to money to eat here? just because i look different doesn't mean anything. If i would have walked in here dressed in my normal clothes, you would have sat me right away. You have no idea who i am" said Brandon as he called was texting something to someone. "Sir, i don't understand what you're trying to get at" said the guy standing at the host stand. In a matter of seconds a man in a tuxedo walked over to the guy at the stand. "Hey Brandon, i'm so sorry about that. I will make sure you're sat right away" said the guy. "Thanks bro" said Brandon as he shook hands with the man who just walked up to us. "The next time Brandon walks in here and he's not sat in our VIP section you're going to get suspended" said that man. I suppose he's the owner. "I am so sorry sir" said the host guy embarrassed. "I apologize Brandon we don't' judge here you know that. I will make sure you have a great dinner" said the owner as he walked us over to the VIP section. There were TVs everywhere and fancy booths and a computer where you can choose music and games. When the server came to get our drinks he was super polite and very fancy. "Brandon you didn't have to do all that. We could have just gone somewhere else" i told him. "Carlos, I want nothing but the best for you and just because we wren't as dressed up as we could have been doesn't mean that guy has to treat us like shit. Now i taught him a lesson for next time" "But Brandon, this place seems super expensive and everyone stared at us" "Carlos, lets just eat ok. Enjoy this." he said. He was right though, this place was amazing. I would have never imaged that i would be in such a place. In fact most of the things i have done with brandon i had never imagined possible. Dinner was out of this planet. Everything was cooked perfectly everything was fancy and the steak i had must have been as big as my head. I ate so much. We talked and joked and played on the computer thing. We listened to music and talked about so many things. Sports, movies, celebrities, our lives, our futures everything. I honestly had never had a friend like him, a brother like him, or a boyfriend. But well of course that i never expected. "Carlos, i want you to know that even though this adventure just started for us, I feel like i've known you forever. I feel like we were meant to be" he told me. "I know. Me too. I love everything you do for me" i told him. After we had one of the most amazing and biggest chocolate cakes i've ever had, we headed out. The bill came out to be like 140 dollars, just for two of us. I nearly died when i saw that bill. I realized that one of the things i liked so much about him was his power. He seemed like he has unstoppable, like he and connections everywhere and that no matter what i needed he would be able to make it happen. The drive home was basically a recovery time for me. I was lying back and trying to not fall asleep from all the food i ate. We were holding hands and both of us were so full we couldn't even talk. When we got to his house we both just fell on the couch and just sat there. His mom walked in and saw us, laughed at us and then went upstairs. "Brandon i ate so much i might explode" i told him. "Same here buddy. What do you want to do now?" "Lets go to your room and just watch tv" i told him. "Okay that works for me. Come on i'll carry you" he told me. I was so full that i didn't say no to that offer. He opened his arms and i climbed on him. I basically just wrapped my arms around his nick and my legs around his waist and he held on tight to me from my ass. I thought i'd be too heavy for him but he carried me like a boss. Half way up the stairs i began to get a boner and he giggled. "Excited there ?" he asked. "Umm?no. Thats just my zipper" i said. "Right" he said with a smirk. Once we were in his room he gently put me down and we lied down on the bed to watch tv. We relaxed and talked as we watched random shows. Until his mom came into the room with that kid that was there when i swam in the pool the first time. He was a little bigger now, i guess he grew too. He was still skinny, annoying and too pretty to be guy. "Hey, Brandon" said the kid. "Hey Matt whats up you remember my bro Carlos" "yeah, hey" he said as he gave me a dirty look. I wanted to flick him off. "What you guys up to?" he asked. "Watching tv." answered Brandon. "Cool" he said as he sat on the side of the bed closer to Brandon. I was getting mad. I had never felt jealousy as bad as i was feeling now. I hated how he acted like he was better than me just because he's a stupid pretty boy who probably has tons of money. I stayed quiet for most of the conversations they had just watching tv. Brandon tried including me and asked me stuff but i always answered quickly and then turned my attention to what was on TV. "Do you talk?" asked Matt as he looked at me. "Yeah i do why?" i answered. "You're just so quiet." "I'm a quiet person" i said. "Lame" he told me as he tapped Brandon's leg. I nearly punched him. I was also mad because i was realizing how jealous i was. I mean its normal but in a way i felt weird at the fact that i was so jealous. "Brandon, can you get us some drinks?" asked Matt. "Uh sure buddy. What do you want Carlos?" asked Brandon as he got up. "Oh grape juice or orange juice bro" i answered. "I'll take some wine" answered Matt. "dude, no. You're too young" said Brandon. "My mom lets me all the time. But ok get me juice too" "okay i'll be right back" he said. "Ok sweet thang. Hurry up i'll miss you" said Matt. He tried being funny but i did not find that funny at all. Once Brandon was out of the room i tried to focus on the TV until Matt opened his mouth again. "What school do you go to?" he asked. I told him which school and he made a weird face. "Oh ew you go to the same school i go to. I've never seen you. Weird. I didn't know poor people lived around here" he said. "I'm not poor" i said, i was pissed now. "You're not? So you hang out with Brandon just cuz? Cuz to me it seems like you just like the money" "Matt you don't even know anything about me why do you say shit like that" i told him. "It doesn't take much to realize you're not from around here and you certainly aren't rich" "Okay so what? that doesn't mean i'm less than you" "Ok, well i've known Brandon for a long time thats all. I bet he feels pity for you" "What the fuck is your problem?" i asked. "Nothing." "You're a fucking fag" i told him as i stood up. "What the hell. Why are you calling me that?" he asked. "I don't know cuz you act like one" i told him. "Just shut up and stay out of the way. I see how you look at Brandon" he told me. "Huh? You think i like him?" i asked. "I know you like him. I've been waiting for a chance and i'm not about to let you ruin it got it. So back off while you have time." he said. "I don't back down from a challenge, but i'm also not into him. I am just his friend and his brother and people like you sicken me" i told him. "LIke me? rich?" "No, stupid and self centered" Just then Brandon walked into the room and i didn't want to show what had happened so i cooled off and grabbed my drink. "Brandon do you think i could spend the night?" he asked. "Uhh?.I don't know. Carlos is staying so we kind of have plans already sorry. "Oh ok?well next week maybe?" he asked. "We will see. Maybe" said Brandon as he looked at me. "Well mean while we should probably go swimming. Can we please? I want to see those arms of yours" said Matt as he touched him. "What a fag" i said. "Don't hate" said Matt. "Uhh i don't know. I'm kind of tired to swim" said Brandon. "Oh, i want to play basketball, or water football" i said. Anything to be able to get my hands on that bitch who was talking shit. "Okay, sounds like plan then lets go" said Brandon. To Be continued. ============================================================================ Thanks again for reading. Keep the emails coming. tommy199212@hotmail.com I love the feedback. I like the comments, the questions, everything.