Jayden is an openly gay man, Grayson is a closeted 'straight' man.
Grayson struggles admitting his sexuality as a bisexual man. For the first time, Grayson has caught feelings for another man, named Jayden, which ends up leading the two lovers to c...
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"GRAYSON!!" I yell in irritation almost seconds after I wake up—echoes of my scream travel through the morning walls of the house which alerted Grayson.
"What?" He groans while rubbing his half-opened eyes.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN WHAT?! CAN'T YOU SEE?!" I sit up from my bed and spread open my arms to show him the obvious mess. A countless amount of his clothing floods my entire bedroom floor. Some of it is even on top of my bed. I pick it up and violently throw it in his direction. "WHY IS YOUR SHIT OVER HERE?!" I demand some answers before I commit 2nd-degree murder.
"Oh," He yawns. "I was just cleaning out my closet and throwing away the stuff I don't wear anymore." He casually explains as he lets an ever so calmly stretch which only irritates me even more.
"IN MY ROOM?!?!"
"You guys, it's early in the morning, what are you two fighting about?" Ethan comes to check up on the commotion.
"Grayson destroyed my entire room!!" I briefly explain.
"Quit being such a drama queen, I didn't destroy your room. I just needed a place to dump out my old clothes." He rolls his eyes as if this is somehow my fault.
"IN MY FUCKING ROOM GRAYSON?!????" Out of rage I get out of bed and stomp towards him.
"Ok ok!" Ethan steps in between the two of us before he could witness me committing 2nd-degree murder right in front of his very eyes. "Listen, it's too early in the morning for this shit," Ethan confesses. "Grayson. Just clean up your mess so we can all go back to sleep." Ethan says as he walks out of my room and back into his own.
Grayson proceeds to do the same thing but I tug on the back of his shirt to prevent him from going anywhere. "Didn't you hear Ethan? Clean this up!" I command him. He slowly turns back around to face me with an aggravated look. He looks at me and without breaking eye contact he approaches me and whispers, "Or else what?" in a violent, deep voice.
"I'll make you." I say carelessly without second thinking my words. Grayson raises his eyebrows with a wide smile on his face. Before I even had time to react, he ducks and swiftly fits his way between my legs while he grabs the back side of my thighs. He lifts his body back up, with me swinging against his back. "What ar- What are you doing?! Let me go!!" I yell but he clearly didn't listen. He carries me over to my bed and throws me on it. Before I could pick myself back up, he gets on top of me. He uses his arms and legs to block me from squirming my way out. He looks down at me with an annoying smile appearing on his face. "You're not gonna make me do shit," Grayson says. "Get off of me!!" I groan as I continue squirming my way out. Unfortunately, his body is almost half my size, with much more muscle. This leaves me no choice but to move to plan b. Kicking him where it hurts.
I forcefully swing my feet up and aim directly at his crotch. My plan ended up being a success and a failure at the same time because when my feet made contact with his balls, Grayson loses his strength in an instant which causes him to fall right on top of me as he moans like crazy from the pain. All his body weight is now plowed against mine, leaving me stuck under him.
"Is everything ok?" Ethan and Anna walk in on us at probably the worst possible time. I hear them both gasp at the sight of us in bed.
"What the fuck are you guys doing?!" Ethan exclaims.
"He kicked me in the fuckin balls!" Grayson groans.
"That's because he wouldn't get off of me!" I yell through him so they would be able to hear me under Grayson's heavy body.
With all my force I manage to push Grayson over to the side so I could be able to breathe. Grayson doesn't seem to fight back my push since he is still whimpering like a little baby with his hands cupping his crotch.
Ethan and Anna let out a relieving sigh. I feel the heat rising across my cheeks when I realize what they thought we were doing. I immediately get out of bed in a panic. Anna, being the good girlfriend that she is, walks over to Grayson to comfort him. I figure since Grayson is no longer physically able to clean his own mess up off my room, I proceeded to do it myself. "Wait, why was Grayson on top of you in the first place??" Ethan asks with his arms crossed over his chest. "Cause he's an asshole!" I say loud and clear so Grayson can hear.
Ethan's POV
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A couple of hours go by and everyone has already moved on from that incident that occurred this morning. Grayson and I just got done skateboarding in the other room that we built specifically for indoor skateboarding. Grayson injured himself like usual, but that didn't stop him from going to the kitchen to cook like he usually does. I took this opportunity to talk to him.
"Bro, can I ask you something?" I lean against the counter.
"What's up?" As he concentrates on flipping the eggs in the pan.
"Is everything alright with you and Jayden?"
"Yeah?" He gives me the cold shoulder.
"Why are you two arguing so much recently then?" I ask.
He shrugs his shoulders and doesn't say a word after that. There's clearly something going on but Grayson isn't giving me any source of information. I guess I have no choice. "Is it because you found out that I was hooking up with Jayden behind your back?"
"WHAT?!" He yells.
"Ok, so you are ignoring me! Why aren't you answering what I'm asking you?" I cross my arms now that I have his attention.
"Ethan why would you even- Nothing is going on between us just chill out." Grayson sounds pissed and I know how he gets when I push his buttons too far so I stop myself and just drop the subject.
Them being so argumentive recently gets me worried about what's gonna happen when I'm gone. I begin reconsidering even going to Hawaii. I don't think I'll have a good time even if I do go because I'll just be worrying the whole time about them. I can already imagine me coming back home and seeing the place completely broken apart. It'll be a battle zone.
I sigh. "I don't think I'm gonna go to Hawaii anymore," I say walking away from the kitchen. "Wait what? Why not?" Grayson concernedly asks. "Because! I don't trust you two being alone for more than two seconds without you two nearly killing each other. I know something is going on Grayson. I'm not stupid." I say. Grayson sighs and puts the pan down. He walks up to me with a more caring tone to his attitude. "Listen E, you don't have to worry about anything. I promise. You go with Morgan to Hawaii and have a good time. You deserve it. I promise when you come back the house will be in tip-top shape as always. Trust me." He reveals a warm smile on his face and then gives me a pec on my forehead before going back to work in the kitchen.
