Secret Santa (BoyxBoy)

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"Are you kidding me'" My dad yelled through the phone. I winced, biting my lip as guilt started to make it's way through my conscience.

My dad had logged into my PowerSchool for some odd and spontaneous reason, and saw how many tardies have accumulated through the past weeks.
I hadn't thought there was that many, but I guess there's enough for my dad to get pissed off.

"I'm sorry dad." I said weakly. I know tardies aren't really a big deal, but the way I've been late to class those really can add up. And I've never really had any tardies before so it's not like me to have tardies and be late.

"What the hell have you been doing to be late to class all those times?" He asked.

"Nothing...me and Ryker just so happen to be late a couple times." I said.

"You and Ryker huh? What do you do? Have sex in the bathroom or something?" He asked, making my face explode with heat. Did he really just say that?

"Dad no! Why would you say that?" I asked, half screaming. We are not in that comfort level for him to be coming at me like that.

"One of your teachers left a comment and said you were a half an hour late. That's not nothing Mason. Obviously theres something you're not telling me." He said, sighing. "At this rate you won't even be able to go to your prom, and I don't want you to miss that. Think before you act please? One more tardy like that and your keys are mine and I'm bringing you to school every morning. Got it?" He asked.

"Got it. Sorry dad." I said.

"Good. I love you, see you later." He said.

"Love you too." I said, and then hung up the phone. Today was finally the day when I go back to the house. I'm kinda nervous, because I don't really know what to expect when I get there. Will my mom be acting the way she was on Saturday? Or will she be over it finally? Hopefully the latter.

I shook my head, trying to forget about it. I'll worry about that later, no need to stress out about it now.

I shot Ryker a dirty look as he put another spoonful of milk and cookies ice cream in his mouth.
"Why're you looking at me like that?" He asked, his mouth half full.

"Because, I got screamed at because you make me late all the time." I said. He shrugged, going for another spoonful. I growled, snatching the ice cream carton from him.

"Hey!" He whined, reaching out for the carton weakly.

"Focus, I'm trying to talk to you." I said, putting the carton down out of his reach.

"Okay okay." He said. "But if that melts I'm gunna be mad at you."

"Yeah whatever. Now. We cannot be late again and I'm not kidding. If I'm late again my dad is taking my car keys, and I'm not having that." I said.

"Well, I never forced you to be late, You could've left if you wanted to." He said.

"Shut the fuck up. You'd trap me with your lips. I was never late before we started making out at school." I said.

"I'm a bad boy baby, I think I'm a bad influence." He said smirking.

"Yeah. Okay." I said chuckling, "But seriously. I can't be late to any more classes so any making out has to happen before of after school."

"Okay, whatever you say baby." He said, sitting up. I put a hand up, already knowing what he was going to do.

"Not right now." I said smirking, He pouted, leaning back against his headboard and crossing his arms,

"You're no fun." He pouted like a child. Last night I was lying in bed and I got to thinking, Ryker and I have been in this relationship for almost two months, and it's been good. I really enjoy his company, and any good relationship is a good balance of emotional and physical. Obviously there's a mental attraction between us, and I have no doubt about physical attraction. It's just when I think about going past jerking off I get nervous.

I'm not dumb, and I know how two guys have intercourse. And I know there's a pretty high chance that I'm going to be the one on the receiving end if you catch my drift And I don't have a problem with that! I'm open to the idea, but it's still pretty nerve wracking. I've never done it before, and I don't know if Ryker has been with any guys before me, I doubt it, so it's going to be new for both of us.

"Fine. And you know what I forgot about? That date I owe you. So let's go tonight, before you have to go back home." He said.

"Oh shit, I forgot too, Where we gunna go?" I asked
smiling.

"I don't know. Wanna go roller skating?" He asked. I
nodded, feeling excited. I haven't gone roller skating since I was little. I'm probably going to bust my ass.

"Good, we'll go in a little bit. You wanna eat a snack?" He asked, getting up off the bed.

"What about the ice cream?" I asked, picking up the half eaten carton.

"I'm over ice cream." He said. I rolled my eyes, taking the carton with me as we went downstairs. We went into the kitchen and his sister was sitting at the table, eating some soup. This is the first time I've actually seen her.

She had short brown hair in a Bob style and blue eyes. In my opinion they don't even look alike.

"Hey." She said, looking at me.

"Hi. I'm Mason." I said.

"Rachel." She said smiling. "Are you the boyfriend he
doesn't know how to shut the fuck up about?"

"Yup, that's me." I said smiling as I went to put the  ice cream carton back in the freezer.

"Enough, don't talk to it. It'll get attached." Ryker said. She stuck her tongue out at him and then chuckled a little. Awe man, sometime I wish I had a sibling.

"Why? Embarrassed that you talk about me to your family?" I asked teasingly.

"You could never embarrass me Princess." He said
smirking, making me blush. Why'd he have to call me that in front of his sister?

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. "I'll get it!" Rachel said. She got up to get open the door, leaving us in the kitchen alone. Rvker smiled, grabbing me and pulling me flush against him, giving me a kiss.

We heard screeching from the foyer, which made us look at tach other in confusion. He stepped away from me, trying to see what the night commotion was.

"What was that noise?" Ryker asked in a curious tone.

Then, in a blink of an eye, a girl came running into the kitchen, jumping on Ryker. He grunted, hugging her back as she giggled, hanging onto him.

He finally put her down, smiling down at her as he tucked a piece of her hair behind her hair, making my blood boil. Who the fuck is this bitch? Why is he looking at her like that? Why'd she pump on him like a baby gorilla with no common sense?

Ryker smiled down at her, his eyes fucking twinkling. "I can't believe you're here."

"Surprise." The girl said, smiling and leaning into Ryker more. Once again, who the fuck is this broad?

"I missed you, Riley."