Catch Me If You Can | BoyxBoy Romance | Completed

Chapter Fourteen

✏️ Nathan

This can not be happening. What am I? 13 years old?!

I looked down at the cold sticky mess all over my hands and on my pelvis.

It took approximately two strokes once inside the bathroom before I came so hard I was seeing stars.

That was probably the hardest I've ever came in my life, truthfully. And all because of what? Caleb fucking Brown.

I rolled my eyes as I stripped my clothes off. Well, it was a better time than any to take a shower.

Once inside the warm water, I couldn't help but think about what just happened. How could I let it get that far? Why didn't I get up and walk out of the room long before he even suggested we do that?

I was just... so curious to see what was going to happen next. He looked so excited to show me. And if I'm being 100% honest with myself, how I reacted had very little to do with what was happening on the screen in general. Sure, the dudes were objectively attractive in the video but my mind kept steering more and more away from them and directly on to the guy sitting beside me.

His long, muscular arms stroking his hands slowly up and down his thighs. His topless chest rising and falling as he lost concentration on the video himself.

And gives voice. Holy fuck. His angelic voice. Why'd he have to speak? That alone basically tipped me over the edge.

I looked down at my rock hard boner, again. Seriously?! I just came!

Well, I'm clearly not as straight as I thought. Dammit! Why'd Caleb have to come and mess me all up in my head. I was fine chasing after Sarah for the rest of my life.

And the last person I'd want to be figuring out all of this with is the guy who broke me so many years ago. But now the more that I think about it... was I hurt more from her or from him?

That's it. I quickly turned the nozzle all the way to the left basically freezing my skin off to the bone.
I needed shock therapy clearly. I winced out in pain as the cold water covered my body.

Well, that's one way to get me out of my own head.

I gave myself 30 seconds of pure pain to come to my senses and now thankfully, looking down at my non-existent boner.

I turned the faucet off and stepped out of the shower. It was only then that I heard Caleb's voice beyond the door. He was speaking to someone on the phone and it didn't sound too pleasant.

I dried myself off and wrapped the towel around my waist before exiting the bathroom.

"No, I know Dad. I know." He muttered into the phone. He was pacing back and forth in the bedroom. Racking his fingers through his hair, I could tell he wasn't feeling all that comfortable with how the conversation was going.

Noticing me walking out of the bathroom, he stopped and looked me up and down. It was only then that I realized I was practically naked myself. Wet hair still dripping down my chest.

"Uh, what? Yeah, I'll be there on Monday." He grunted into the phone, resuming his pacing.

I took that as a signal to quickly step around him and run over to my suitcase.

I glanced at the time - it was getting close to 9:00pm. Wherever Sarah was going tonight, she was probably making her way there very soon.

"No, I haven't seen her yet. I know dad. Yes, I'm sure she will."

I couldn't help but wonder if he was talking about Sarah. Why was his Dad so involved with what he was doing?

Caleb really is stressed over what his Dad thinks of that's the case. Running everything down to his love life? Sheesh.

I rummaged through my suitcase until I found what I was looking for. I pulled out my boxers briefs, a dark navy buttoned down and beige chords.

Why was his Dad so up his ass anyways? Does he want Caleb to be with Sarah? Maybe that's what Caleb meant when he agreed with me in the pub about love being complicated...

I dropped my towel and slipped on my boxers before throwing on my pants.

"So, Sarah's going to a club called "Sweeties" tonight. Caleb marched over to me with his hand holding out his cellphone.

He looked stressed and a little distant. I almost forgot what we were doing a little while ago. Before I completely embarrassed myself by running out of the room because I almost came in my pants.
Heat rose over my cheeks at the remembrance of it all. I looked at Caleb's eyes and he looked back at mine, shocked. My blush must be noticeable. Great.

I shook it off and looked down at the phone. It was of Sarah's story. She was pressing her face beside another girls who I've never seen before. The girl was pretty, with dark skin and long black braids. They were both smiling wide and holding colourful drinks in their hands while the text on the photo said "Sweeties with my sweetie tonight!" With a kissing emoji.

"Well, looks like we know exactly where they'll be tonight." I smiled.

"Yeah, remind me to have a chat with her about safety on the internet." Caleb shook his head laughing.

We both stood there for a moment looking at each other. I wish I could say I was uncomfortable with this silence but truthfully, his gaze felt nice.

Ugh, what does this mean?!

"So are we going to talk about-" I started.

"We don't have to." Caleb shrugged, smiling. "How about we just... get out of here. Grab a drink. Have some fun. Go find our girl." He winked.

"My girl." I winked back. A flash of a different emotion ran across his face but it was gone the second I noticed it.

"Sure. Keep telling yourself that." He smirked before turning around and heading into the bathroom himself.

I don't know what was going on between Caleb and I but it was apparent something in the air has shifted.

Or maybe it was always there and I was too scared to notice it... until now.