Jake and Ethan

(2) Markers

It was art class, and we were sketching with markers. Side note: Ethan and markers are a very bad mix. Roy had been kind enough to bring some markers for everyone, around 50. She was talking to me more , and not trying to get cocky but I think she took a pleasure to me. I smiled, knowing that I beat Ethan.
"Do you need some help Roy?" I asked, looking at Ethan.
"Ahh...Sure" She let go of the marker that wasn't working. I walked behind her and put my hands over her shoulder, and twisted the cap open. Poor Roy's face was slightly pink, but my victory was even sweeter looking at Evans mad face. It didn't last long, because I saw his eyes light up as he came up with a plan, and Mari giggle as I realized it looked like I made a move on her.
"Thanks Jake, I couldn't have-Hey!" She stuttered as Ethan took the pen away from her. I was about to help her when she grabbed the pen again, looking at him dead in the eye. My victory was forgotten when I figured out his plan to steal the marker, and have their fingers touch while staring each other down. But Roy was stronger then Ethan had expected , and he let go, she accidentally knocked over her marker bin. Everyone froze, not knowing how she would react. She laughed and started picking up the pens. Without thinking, I started picking up the pens until my head was around Ethan's pants. (Since he couldn't be bothered to help clean the mess that he made) And there was a blue marker on the other side of him. Without thinking, I reached my hand over his pants while he was sitting, causing him to flush. Before I picked it up, I paused. Was Ethan embarrassed? Of me basically- Oh fuck. I was basically rubbing his dick. I turned my head back, making sure Mari or Roy hadn't seen. I changed my mind. I looked back at him, with the marker in my hand now and still bent over, now testing my arm on his leg. Now, I could see that his face was slightly red, and I smirked while pushing his leg to get up. "Sorry about that Ethan" I said innocently. Turns out I had won this battle-
"We're not done" He said, staring at me dead in the eye. It reminded me a little too much of when he chucked a chair at me. I walked back to my seat, with butterflies in my stomach. Roy was looking at me oddly, and I was going to joke around until- Swish! Ethan knocked the markers again. Roy groaned and punched him in the arm.
" You're picking those up mister." She looked at him with her arms crossed.
"Sorry, It was an accident" He looked at me, with his fuck boy face on. Why- With sudden realization, I noticed that all the markers were near me. I couldn't get out of my seat- And damn he looked good with his hands in his pockets and for a split second, I wanted him to- No- i'm straight, I told myself. I like girls. He was at my side, picking up the markers just like I was. But it was so much worse. He was basically sitting on my lap, his legs just hovering over mine as he picked up the markers. I could smell his cologne as it took all my willpower not to take a breath of it. I tried not to make any reaction to him basically touching me- But at the very end a small whimper slipped out.
"Gotcha" He whispered in my ears, giving me chills.
I was straight, right?