The Maid's Son

04: It's Not Real

^Leon Jones, Eric's Best Friend

Eric's POV

"You need to date and stop sleeping with randoms" Leon monotones "I don't not sleep around with randoms! I only sleep with the same set of four guys. I just call whichever I feel like for that night, and they never say no" I reply slumping in his bed. "Also get the hell out my bed with your dirty clothes" I scoff "My clothes an are clean thank you very much."

"I'm gonna tell my mom you said she's terrible at doing laundry" I fake pout "Hey don't say that shit to Aunt Jamila, stop twisting my words you asshole!" He yells from his closet, "So where we going" I ask getting out his bed and sitting in the couch by the bed. "I don't know where you're going, but I'm going to meet the girl I met at the party the other night. I think she might be the one." I roll my eyes taking out my phone to text Jake.

Fuck Buddy 4, Chris look alike💠

Sat, 10:28 am

J: Last night was great
J: Ig you can handle me

Sun, 6:45 pm

E: Hey wanna meet up tonight

J: My mom is home tonight
J: It's her day off

E: We can just go to a motel
E: That way you can yell and moan as loud as you like

J: Ok
J: What time?

E: How does 8 sound

J: Sure that's good 😊
J: Do I need to come pick you up?

E: No I'll come get you, just be ready
E: I'll see you later

J: Okkk

End Messages

"Ooh three k's, he definitely likes you" Leon spoke suggestively while wiggling his eyebrows from over my shoulder, he had finished changing and came to see who I was messaging. "Shut up nosey" I push my phone into my pocket laying down on the couch. "By the way, why is he saved as 'Chris look alike'?"

"Nothing is wrong with that name" I shrug and sigh kicking my feet up getting more comfortable "In some ways he reminds of Chris" he shakes his head disapprovingly. "Remember when we were younger and he kept asking you to marry him and you told him that you would when you both got older?" I sit up smiling at the faded memory "Yeah I remember but I'm sure he doesn't. I'm pretty sure he's straight" I shrug turning to look at Leon.

"Are you sure? Like one hundred percent sure?" Leon asks while checking his phone, I think to myself for a moment before replying. "Well I caught him openly checking me out with I was in the gym, and he was feeling on my chest that one time I broke his fall...oh and he stole one of those sexuality books you gave me. The ones that I keep on top of my bookcase." He stares into my soul with a blank face as if to say it was obvious.

"Stop looking at me like that Leo, that doesn't make him bi and it definitely doesn't make him gay" I monotone, he shrugs it off sighing before giving himself a last look over in his full sized mirror. "Ok time to go I can't keep her waiting" he smiles obviously excited for his date. "Leo where's my car keys" I ask stand from my spot on cream colored couch, he points to his night stand. "Why don't you just keep it at the Levine's place, you know...where you live?" He drawls with a tired look on his face.

I sigh grabbing the keys deciding to avoid his question and distract him instead "So what's your date's name?" His face immediately lights up like Christmas lights at the mention of his date, "Her name is Zaniyah, man I think I might be in love" I roll my eyes scoffing at the word "Yeah sure man" I reply lazily walking to his room door pulling opening it to head to the garage "Loves not real."

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Two Weeks Later

I've been spending a lot of time with Jake, he's cute and funny and the sex with him is great. "Hey let's go on a date" Jake asks sweetly as he runs his fingers over my chest and abs. We are laying in his bed after a solid three hours out sex, we're both still naked and sweaty from our previous activity. "Nah, there's no need" I say this dismissively using my right hand to push my hair from my sweaty forehead.

"Come on why not?" He questions with a pout "We've been hanging out so much and my place and the sex...the sex is so good" he blushes deeply but still keeps the eye contact. "Jake we're just fuck buddies. A date isn't necessary" I shrug while still laying on my back. He goes silent and I take that as my cue to sit up and head for the shower.

I stand from his bed in my naked glory, I walk out his room and down the empty hallway to the bathroom down the hall. I don't bother shutting the bathroom door completely since it was just us in his house, I get in the shower turning on warm water. "Yuck! I'm all hot and sweaty, warm water doesn't help" I quickly change the water to cool and began my shower.

Not even two minutes pass before the bathroom door gets pushed wide open, the shower curtain is next and Jake steps in behind me. "Let's take a shower together," he says this wrap his slightly muscular arms around my waist. I smirk as his hands glide downward to my member "Don't start something you can't finish."

He lets out a small laugh "Oh I think- No, I know I can finish" I turn to face him pushing him up against the wet shower wall "I was being nice and stopped while you could still walk and the back pain wouldn't be too bad, but you seem to like to when I fuck you till your legs don't work." I speak in a low voice while leaning down to his ear, his sensitive spot.

I pull back looking at him and all I could see was Christian face. I saw his heterochromic blue and green eyes, his soft freckles littered across his cheeks and over the bridge of his nose. I saw his soft looking dark brown hair, velvet skin and gentle features. I immediately turn my head away, going back under the heavy water flow washing my hair and face. "What's wrong? Why'd you stop? Was it something I did?" Jake asked hastily worry heavy in his voice.

"No you did nothing wrong, it's not you. I just...I just remembered something random." I answer in hopes of dismissing the topic, "Do you not want to have sec with me again for today?" The way he asked made him sound vulnerable, and the crack in his voice didn't help. He was so adorable, how could I say no. "I want to, let's do it in here so we don't make a bigger miss on your sheets" his eyes lit up and I couldn't help but smile.

I lean in kissing his lips while letting my hand roam to his favorite place, his ass. I gave it a squeeze making him moan desperately into my mouth while still kissing. Shower sex...dangerous but fun. We spent and hour in the bathroom, having sex then washing up. I helped him change his sheets since he wouldn't let me do it for him and he couldn't really do it alone. He tried not to let it show but the way his face twisted every time he had to bend at the waist made his back pain very obvious.

"Eric?" He said quietly as he laid in bed, though it sounded more like a question. "Yeah? What's up" I look over my shoulder at him while slipping my shoes on and tying the laces. "I think...I think I love you" I froze, HE WHAT! "Huh?!" I turn to look at him full of confusion, not bothering to get up from the bed. He seem to be frozen as well as his eyes filled worry and his brain process what he had just told me.

"I-I don't mean...what I'm trying to say...like I-I like and or...ugh kinda love you...a little" he rambled on sitting up in a flash not even processing the back pin though it showed on his face. "I'm...I'm sorry Jake but I don't feel the same way" I say this grimacing, this is how they always end, I stand for the bed. "We could try! We could make it work!" He looks at me desperately and I simply shake my head looking down at my shoes and sigh. "Look Jake I-" "Please! Please Eric just give us a shot!" He begged.

"Jake let's end this here. From today on we're no longer fuck buddies. Let's not keep in contact, it will only hurt you more and I don't want that for you-" he cut me off again "Please don't do this" I could see the tears welling up in his eyes and it hurt especially because I once again saw Christians face. I take in a deep breath "You'll find someone better. Jake us bring fuck buddies end here."

I turn walking out his room and hastily descend the stairs, he follows me out in a hurried waddle almost falling down the stairs. "Please Eric, please wait! I love you!" I stop as I opened the front door to his house "Loves not real" I monotone rather icily walking out slamming the door shut.