Brothers and Teen Homo

Gay Homo Ride

Shoving your phone back into your pocket, you give yourself a hug, hoping it will ward off the bitter fall air that will attack any bare skin on sight. You let yourself slip back off into the dream you had the night before.

You was snuggled up happily to Dirk's orange hoodie. The smell old spice filling your nostrils up. You felt like a baby curled up to their mama bear or whatever. Wow thats weird to picture it like that but whatever.

Feeling the small touch of Dirk's soft pale lips against your forehead caused you to shy away,"Too cheesy, Dirk."

"You wasnt whining about it last night."

"Last night was romance movie night. Theres a difference."

"So what, you have certain times that Im suppose to kiss you certain ways?"

"Duh." You teased the other, before relaxing back on to him. You both stared at the TV, watching some dumb horror show they found.

Arms snaking around you in a tender embrace,"So would now be a good time for a makeout?"

"After seeing someone's head crappily ripped off? No thank you." You dismissed it. You wasnt all about kissing. Well kind of. Its just one of those, really tender moments kind of deal.

Suddenly a massive headache attacks you. Your hands brought up to your throbbing forehead in agnogy. Dirk's hands up in alert and his face filled with surprised,"You okay?" Dirk questions you, concern scribbled all over that stone-like face.

"Yeah." You say. You're voice was quiet

"Yeah." You repeated expect much more clear and less like a dream. You blink at few times at Dirk, as he became blurry.

Only to be replaced by a dorky looking John who was grinning from ear to ear,"Yeah, cause people who are okay bleed from the head."

Pulling back your hand you inspect your fingers and sure enough you see the ruby red liquid staining your fingertips.

You let out a small sigh. You have been doing alot of day dreaming alot. Of Dirk mostly. Sometimes AJ gets its turn but no its pretty much all Dirk.

John pulls you up, dusting off your back as cars go by on the busy street. Its a wonder you didnt get run over, roaming around the whole place mindless. Gross.

"So," John starts out, already pulling you into the house, shooing you into the bathroom with him,"first creepy crushes on your brother and now going face to face with poles? Dave Strider whats wrong with you?"

"Everything." You say it as plain as daylight. Jumping up on the counter.

John was already tending to your wound. You know, you never noticed it before but John isnt as dorky as you once thought. No, he seem more manlier. Dare you even say attractive. Kissable. The need to mack on that boy's lips is strong.

You dont know what you are doing anymore, body is on self-pilot. Hands reaching up to John's face who looks surprised just as you do. Even confused. But that just makes your now self piloted body move forward. John's body seem to follow the suit, just out of curiosity and confusion.

No.

NO.

You stop yourself, eyes locked with John's, lips only inches away. The look on John's face was a quick show of disappointment. Hands dropped and faces turn the other way. Cheeks becoming lava at this point,"Sorry." both of you dorks mumble to each other.

"No homo." John was quick to say

"Oh yeah, no homo there at all." You are starting to realize why you wanted to kiss John Egbert. Just out of need. It wasnt because you loved John Egbert himself, you just wanted someone to comfort you. Someone to go and act 'norm' with. Pretend, trick yourself into loving someone else. Anyone who isnt Dirk Strider.

Would it be wrong to follow this? Let this lead you?

You put your hands back where they were, leaning close again to John. Not even thinking. Nope. Just indulge yourself for a bit. Heads tilted to a side as lips greeted each other playfully and in an amateur manner. You soon find yourself backed up against the counter, hand dropping to John's back as he forces the kiss deeper. Not that you have a complaint besides maybe he could have gave you a little heads up. Like yo Dave gonna use more mouth dont die.

Lips come apart as ragged breaths escaped. Questions form and yet no real answer can be found. You dont untangle though. No, you admire each other. One genuine and the other false.

"I...Wow Dave." John breathed out.

"No homo my ass." You chuckle,"So, wanna tell me how long you been waiting for me to do that?" What even are you doing you have no idea anymore. As you know, you just got clued in that John gots the hots for you and you want to abuse this.

"Well like..." John's eyes glanced over to the ground for a second before meeting yours again, pulling you a bit closer,"You know when we both found out about that one new game? Super SweetJeff Bros Smash? Well when we were standing in line to buy it, I kind of noticed how uhh great you look and uhh yeah." God it was like a bad romance comedy.

"So when we was like 10?" You snort at dorkatron,"I thought you was pretty cute back then, too." You lie so hard through your teeth you can practically feel them rot at your laced sweet words.

"Ahaha- what really?" He perked up, his smile getting bigger,"I still have the same game we bought. I only ever played it when you was over. Aha creepy right?"

"Not really. Its okay John." You reassure the other, noticing you are still pin to the counter of the sink,"I wanna kick your ass at that game again." You smirk at him only for him to laugh at your reply.

You two spent the rest of the afternoon cuddled up together, playing your old favorite video game. One's heart genuinely beating and the others falsely.

In the morning you wake up curled up next to John. Having spent the night. No, you didnt do the frickle frackle as much as John would like. No, it was just a boxer slumberparty. Your arms and legs were tangled in each other's. You are pretty sure you woke up to John's loud snoring. It was kind of cute. Not something you'd like in a boyfriend honestly. Crawling on top of him, out the need of attention, you gently peck his cheek, nudging him to get up with your hand.

He wakes up groggily. Yawning loudly as he rubs his eyes at squints at you. Blinking once and then twice before he remembers yesterday,"Heh, so I guess you are over your Dirk crush or?"

"....Im over it." You are a filthy liar. HORRID HORRID LIAR YOUR FUCKING PANTS ARE ON FIRE!

"Oh good then! Cause honestly, it was really really weird." John laughed slightly with a small smile on his face. That honestly hurt you. Cause that meant you was weird, odd, not normal.

You wasnt normal. You have a crush on your brother and you tricked your best friend into thinking you love him when really you dont.

You never really had an actual crush on him. Just, hey this guy is pretty cute. You were pathetic. While you was deep in thought, John shifted onto his elbows, lips trailing down from your cheek to your neck. You didnt notice he was doing that til you felt teeth against your skin and John seem to really enjoy it. He had you against his body, fingers trailing up your back sending shivers down your spine. Everything you ever wanted from your brother, John was doing.

You didnt enjoy it as much as you thought you would. So you pushed him off you with as much force as you could, sending him landing on his ass with an "oof".

"Dont do that ever again, John," You growled out,"you of all people should know, Im asexual. Im not even a fan of kissing." You scooted back away as John sat up, rubbing his lower back. "Yeah, yeah. I got it, sorry."

"Im actually really hungry at the moment." 

"I am too and the thing Im craving is sitting right in front of me." John said with a smug smirk on his face before having a pillow thrown at him. 

"God, John. We havent even dated for a day and you are already making me consider breaking up. Hell we havent even dated." 

"Oh come on Dave. Dont be like that. Just come here and let me kiss you some more." 

You obeyed. You moved over to John and let his lips trail to yours and embrace tenderly.