Finding Yourself

Chapter Six: TBD

He was greeted to a boy in nothing but girly, lacey underwear.

The boy was lying belly-down on the spare bed next to his; his feet were crossed and in the air, while his arms supported his head. He had apparently made himself at home, turning the television on to blare loud music from a silly cartoon he was watching.

Dakota thought he had a nice body, with a plump shiny butt, but he quickly looked away after those thoughts.

"Um..." he said, making his presence known.

The boy's face darted over toward Dakota, and he smiled. Dakota noted his blond-ish white hair, and electric blue eyes. His perfect teeth.

He was a natural twink, Dakota deduced. He had never met someone who screamed twink essence like this boy did. He didn't mean to think about it, but Dakota wondered how many men had taken up on the boy's offer to use his body. There had to be more than one.

The boy smiled at him, plopped off the bed, walked to him, and offered a hand to Dakota. Dakota shook it politely, trying not to look at anything but his face.

"Hi," he said sweetly, "I'm Lucas."

Such a twink name as well, thought Dakota.

"I'm Dakota," he replied rather blandly.

"Hot name," he replied, nodding his head in approval. As if he had the right to judge Dakota's name, "You must be my roommate, then?"

"Yeah...uh," Dakota tried to think of a non-rude way to ask Lucas his question, "Where are your clothes?"

Lucas chuckled a little, but then his laughter died.

"I don't have any," he replied, "Your dad said he was going to get me some by tomorrow."

"You don't have any?" Dakota raised his eyebrows. Why didn't he have any? Dakota didn't want to push him for answers to his situation, so he let the question drop. "Well, you can wear mine until my mom buys you something to wear."

Lucas tilted his head to the side like a puppy.

"Mom?" he asked.

"That's what I call Nick- my dad," the word 'Dad' felt foreign on his tongue. He didn't like the feel of it.

"Oh," said Lucas, who then put a hand on his arm, smiling sweetly. For some reason the action made Dakota blush. "Thank you for letting me borrow your clothes," Lucas said. Then, he dropped his hand and sat on the bed, looking up from his lashes. "Can you grab me some? I don't want to rummage through your drawers."

Oh God, Dakota swallowed. Lucas was seemingly a master of seduction, and the entire encounter caused him to furrow his brows and blush more. He went over to his drawers to grab some sweatpants that he never wore, and he snatched one of the hoodies Lenore had given him that morning.

He handed them both to Lucas, but he wouldn't let Lucas take them without an earnest message.

"I know you are used to selling your body to get what you want," he said, "But you don't need to do it with me."

Lucas seemed taken aback, but then smiled.

"Thank you," he replied, finally covering his exposed body with some clothes. Dakota sighed with relief. He didn't want to be attracted to a boy. 

Not again. 

But Lucas was a very cute boy. From what Dakota saw, he had a perfect body. Not to mention, he seemed to have a sweet personality.