A/N Thank you for the support because i'm actually even proud my life story got 87 Reads. Day 4 of our trip and someone didn't told me right away that he was bringing a pocket WiFi. I wrote this yesterday after our trek and now half way through Chapter X. A mid season finale I guess? Probably not we are just starting with my life. What do you want me to blog about? Comment below.
The title says it all, I'm really fucking fucked. What will I say to him? All I could think of was saying the truth that I have feelings for Christian. I was really about to spill it till his mom knock on the door and said breakfast's ready. I immediately said "shall we go?" but he just followed and didn't uttered a single word. The three of us have breakfast and the table was well prepared, bountiful, and the food was sumptuous. But even after all those preparations, it was definitely the most awkward breakfast I had. Mrs *** started the conversation and asked us about our studies and the events in school. Then she mentioned the thing about the Book Report. Ohh yes, another thing to be fucked about. Even though Christian and I were in the middle of this awkwardness, bros are still bros. We kinda looked in the eye and I gave a 'Please Use Your Fucking Mind and Help Me Look' while he gave me a puzzled look. He then understands what I meant and just reasoned it out to his mom. We continued the meal while watching the morning news and her mom offered some cheesecake. My friend here refused but I welcomed it with opened arms. Who the hell refuses cheesecake?! We went to his room and he shut the door close.
* Christian: You came all the way here and didn't tell me in the first place and you told my mom we have to finished a book report that wasn't due till next Thursday!
* Me: Well... Uhmmm, we have assignments, and... he have... we can finished it earlier so we don't have to haggle with it anymore.
* Christian: Well you have a point but don't use my mom like that next time ok? / Ok.
We started with our book report and finished a quarter part of it for the whole day for we were playing NBA 2k15 and GTA V using their console in between writing. We eventually finished our assignments and he suddenly patted me in the back and said his apologies about what happened before breakfast. I said no, "you don't have to s..." he didn't let me finish my sentence and told me "I didn't expect myself to say this but I don't care if you're... Uhmmm different. As long as you don't have feelings for me I don't give a fuck about it." He jokingly said. "Don't you?" he uttered. "No! Of course. I'm your brother." I feel so free yet I didn't say that I liked him and even lied about it. He embraced me and said "I'll always be here for you and will always love you no matter what. I Love You. NO HOMO". I laugh at the end of his sentence and I could only reply with "Love you too bro." I went to their bathroom because I'm feeling my tears ready to roll down my face. I sat at the toilet seat crying in tears of happiness. After my entire dramatic academy award winning scene. I was curious about a brown tall basket at the side. I curiously opened it and realized that it was where they keep their dirty laundry. Behind some jeans was Christian's jersey and sniffed it. It smelled like what a normal sweaty jersey. I found his shorts and I began feeling horny. I took his shorts and his briefs were at it. I again sniffed the shorts first then started to sniff, Uhmmm no! I started inhaling the musky smell of his cock. I was all horny and shit till someone banged the door and Christian yelled at me and told me that my mom was calling. I quickly returned the clothes but kept the brief and placed it inside my pocket. I tucked my boner so that it wouldn't be as obvious. I immediately saw him outside holding my phone. He gave it to me answered my shouting mom and asking me to come home while Christian entered the bathroom to I guess take a leak. We said our goodbyes and thank his mom. He came with me and helps me get a cab. We embrace before I entered. The driver asked me as I closed the door if he was my boyfriend. I was shocked but told him Yeah, he's my boyfriend.

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