Stepbrother

Chapter 61

I looked at Neil. His face showed that he had absolutely no idea what he should say. "We were talking about his crush. He doesn't want you to know he likes him," I said.

"I have a feeling you're lying to me," Jeremy frowned. Neil shook his head. "Him.. you said it was a boy. Neil likes a boy!" Jeremy teased.

"Hey.." Neil blushed.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding." Jeremy laughed. "I crushed on you, so I don't have the right to make fun of you." Neil stared at the floor. "What's wrong?" Jeremy asked, walking up and sitting down between us. I moved back so he wasn't sitting on me. Neil looked down at their legs, which were touching. "Neil.." Jeremy snapped in his face.

"Oh.. uhh." Neil looked up. "I'm fine."

"What's wrong with him?" Jeremy asked, looking at me. I shrugged and shook my head. "Neil, what's wrong with you?"

"I'LL TELL YOU WHATS WRONG ME! YOU'RE NOT WEARING ANY FUCKING PANTS!" Neil yelled.

"Shh! You'll wake our parents up!" Jeremy said.

"You're parents aren't even home!" Neil snapped.

"Oh," Jeremy said. "Umm.." He mumbled.

"Put some fucking pants on for the love of God!"

"Okay! Jeez." Jeremy quickly ran for the stairs. Neil sighed and stood up. He banged his head into a wall.

"Neil.. stop," I said. He looked at me.

"I just fucked up. I basically told him!"

"No, you di-"

"Told me what?" Jeremy asked, walking back down the stairs in shorts.

"Uhhh.. nothing," Neil said. Smooth Neil.

"He almost told you who his crush was," I said.

"You're lying to me," Jeremy frowned.

"No we'r-" I began.

"Stop covering for me," Neil sighed. "I might as well tell him." I looked at Neil wide-eyed.

"I'll give you a second.." I said, running up the stairs.

Jeremy's POV-

"Look man, I'm really scared to tell you this," Neil said, sitting down. I sat next to him.

"What?" I asked.

"I.." He sighed. "I guess I'll skip all the stammering and straight up tell you I've been having dirty dreams about you."

"What?" I looked at him weird. "You're joking, right?" I chuckled.

"No." He shook his head.

"What," I looked at him. "Neil.. you're joking?"

"No, I'm not," he said. "I... I'm sorry."

"What.. kind of dirty dreams?" I asked.

"Most of them are different.. but they only have one thing in common," Neil said.

"What?" I asked.

"Well uh.." Neil scratched the back of his head. "Uhhh."

"It's okay. Tell me," I said, placing a hand on his leg.

"Don't... do that," he said, pushing my hand away. "Okay.. well." He took a deep breath. "I always show you my dick. Sometimes you're naked and sometimes not. Sometimes we're sleeping and sometimes it's the middle of the day. They're all different but no matter what I always seem to show you my dick in some odd way."