Brian Quinn realizing he was gay

Chapter 2: Sal

Sal was really concerned about Q the entire night. He's been really quiet all day and he's been super distant. Q is Sal's best friend, he didn't wanna lose him! Yes, Sal has had a secret crush on Q for years now, but it can't be THAT obvious, right? Oh god, if it was, what if Q didn't feel the same way? He probably only thought of Sal as a friend, so it would NEVER work out. Not in a million years.

Sal got home to his house and looked at the picture of Q on his wall. It wasn't big, but it was a picture of both Sal and Q, smiling. It was cute, and Sal still remembered the way that Q smelled when the photo was taken. He walked to his room and put his stuff away, thinking about how cute Q looked earlier. He wore black dress pants, which looked amazing on his ass, a long sleeved, button up red plaid shirt(tucked in), and a cute baseball cap. Sal admired Q so much, and yes, he did want to have sex with Q, but he also wanted a relationship. Q is really sweet, kind, caring, and he's just such an amazing guy. Sal blushed just thinking about him and laid on his bed. He got his phone out and looked at his camera roll, just looking at all of his favorite, saved pictures of Q. He undid his pants, boxers, and pulled his 8 inch cock out. He got some lotion and started rubbing his shaft. he imagined Q on top of him, kissing down his body until he got to his cock. He imagined him teasing him, licking the tip and then coming back up to kiss him. He wondered what Q's hair felt like and pictured him running his hands through his hair as they kissed passionately.

He looked at his phone to find a better picture and he pictured him undoing Q's pants and boxers. What does Q's cock look like? He paused for a second. Maybe 9 inches, thick, meaty. My mouth could easily fit all that, Sal thought. He imagined sucking Q's cock, looking up and seeing him look so satisfied, then finally cumming into Sal's mouth. Sal felt his own semen about to come out and cocked his head back, moaning as his cum fly all over his chest. It felt good, but he realized it would feel so much better if it was Q's instead of his. When he finished and cleaned up, finally going to bed and dreaming about Q.

Sal woke up to 4 missed calls from the guys, and he realized he was late. He rushed to get up and ran to get himself ready. He got dressed, brushed his teeth, cleaned up his house a bit, got a protein bar and ran out to go. He saw Q waiting outside in his car, so he hopped in the passenger's seat and buckled in. "Shit, I'm so sorry I was late! I-" Q interrupted him, "It's ok Sal! We're not too late, our first event was canceled, so we have time. I need to talk to you about something first." Sal's heart started beating faster. What if Q had realized that Sal had feelings and decided not to be friends anymore? Maybe he might quit the show, he might be really weirded out by it. He's not homophobic, but he's definitely straight. He panicked a bit and didn't realize it was showing until Q grabbed his hand and squeezed it. "Whatever you're dying inside about, it's ok. I'm not gonna tell you anything bad, ok?" Sal nodded and breathed. In through the nose, out through the mouth, Sal. You can do this. He said it was nothing bad, right? They arrived at Q's apartment and Sal got confused. Why were they at Q's house?

They got out of the car and Q unlocked his house. They walked in and Q got him and Sal a couple of beers. Sal sat on the couch and waited for Q to join him. Q sat down next to him, set the beers down and looked at Sal. Sal got a little worried and felt awkward, Q was looking at him so intently. He looked at Q in the eyes and went to say something, he wasn't sure what, but Q put his finger over his lips, silencing him. Sal's eyes widened and he got flustered, getting butterflies from this simple affectionate touch. Q removed his finger and inhaled, his breath shaky. He started speaking.

"So, Sal, I've made a discovery last night before going to bed. I don't want you to think anything differently of me. Please." He gave Sal these cute puppy dog begging eyes that Sal had never seen before, but he loved every second he got to see it. Seeing Q this vulnerable confirmed that he wanted to marry this man one day. Q started talking again so Sal didn't have anymore time to process this. "Sal, I think I like you." Sal smiled and said, "Well, yeah, that's why we're best friends, Q!" Q shook his head, stumbling over his words, "N-no, no, Sal, not like that. I really like you. More than best friends." Sal looked down at his lap, noticing that Q was still holding his hands. He felt Q's delicate touch on this chin, lifting his head up. He looked back up to see Q's face getting closer, his eyes closing. Sal gasped as he realized what was happening. He felt Q's mouth slowly press against his, his lips softer than he thought they were. In his mind, he thought, Oh shit, is this really happening? Is this a dream? 

He backed away quickly in shock. He didn't exactly know what to say. He had all these emotions bottled up that he wanted to express, but nothing came out. He looked down and he heard Q stammering, on the verge of crying. "I-I'm sorry Sal, I understand you don't feel the same way, I hope you can forgive-" His words were cut off as Sal leaned over quickly to kiss Q back. He grabbed Q's face and kissed it, not caring what would happened next. They started making out and Q started leaning so that he was on top of Sal. Q started moving his hand to Sal's thigh and up his shirt, making Sal gasp. Q kissed him harder and Sal put his hands through Q's hair, pulling a bit. He heard Q moan, which was music to his ears. Q started reaching for his crotch area, getting ready to undo his pants and-

Q's phone started ringing. They both jumped in surprise, looked each other, and burst out laughing. Q picked up his phone and answered it. Sal watched him and giggled to himself. Holy shit, what the fuck just happened?! That HAD to be a dream?! Q hung up and turned to Sal, "Murr called, we have to go to set, they need us." Sal nodded and went to get up. Q put his hand on Sal's chest and kissed him a few times. Sal savored every kiss, longing for this. Q got up and ruffled Sal's hair. They both got ready and left, Q driving and Sal in the passenger's seat. While driving, Q broke the silence and said, "I had no idea that you felt the same way. How long?" Sal looked at Q and grabbed his hand. "I've liked you for years. You mean so much to me and I would love to be in a relationship. At least we're friends, I was just scared to tell you, I'm terrified of rejection and I don't wanna ruin our friendship." Q giggled, "Well even if I didn't feel the same way, I wouldn't stop being friends with you, Sal. I care about you too much." Sal sighed, feeling better already.