CORNERED //BL

1) A crush on my brother

My name is Eli Pickett, a seventeen-year-old boy from a small town in Illinois. At least that was where I spent half of my life in an orphanage before I was adopted by the Picketts and moved to Virginia Beach.

Life seemed to turn in the right direction as a family of four welcomed me, offering me their warmth and spoiled me rotten as the youngest.
All was going well until...I turned thirteen and suddenly, I grew an obsession with Lukas Pickett, the eldest son of the Picketts.

It'd have remained a secret that I was willing to take to the grave, but I messed up when I snuck into his room, driven by lust, to masturbate. As if catching me in the act wasn't shameful enough, I witnessed the fierce and cold side of him that I never knew existed as he cursed at me out of his room. "I never want your homo ass around me, ever!" Lukas had screamed throwing me out of the room half naked.

I remember darting into my room like a frightened rabbit before breaking down at how stupid I had been.
Well, that was about two years ago, but still, Lukas and I had grown apart like heaven and earth, fated to never have any interaction.

I was just glad that he didn't out me to the rest of the family or at school. That would have been too devastating for me to bear. I was still uncomfortable letting the world know about my sexual preference, especially those closest to me. And so I had to keep to myself most of the crushes I had on other people in fear of their judgment.

At one point, out of pure curiosity, I joined a dating site and faked my age and all that just to break my virginity since I didn't trust any of the boys at school.
I thought I'd never find a match, but I got so lucky and met up with this fine twenty-two-year-old stranger. He had the brightest green eyes I had ever seen and his body was equally attractive.

He didn't seem like the kind of man who would lie, which broke me for nothing I said to him was an ounce of truth. Anyway, we did the deed and it was almost the best night of my life.
That was the beginning of my promiscuous one and a half years long journey that led to the present day. In less than two years, I had slept with over seven men and one girl(pressured into it by my friends).
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Summer...

Which meant that I'd be seeing the one person I feared the most in the world... Lukas. Ever since he joined college two years ago, he only stayed over at the house for the summer. While I was glad I could see and drool over him in secrecy, I dreaded his attitude and indifference whenever he saw me.

His dad passed on only two years after adopting me, and his mom was never at home mostly due to her business trips.
She had wanted to hire a caretaker, but we convinced her that we could live on our own just fine.

"Why is your hair so messy?" Cal fumed combing through my blonde curls with his fingers while we watched some anime on his laptop...on his bed. "It's getting in the way."

"Do you want me to straighten it?" I asked turning my face to him.

"No. What I want is you out of my bed so I can enjoy my free time. You don't even like animes!"

I chuckled and acted like the spoiled brat I was and snuggled closer to him.
He tried kicking me off the bed a couple of times but gave up when I clung firmly to him in a tight embrace.

He sighed out loud tapping my back. "Let go you little dickhead. Look who's shown up."

"Hm?! Who?" I asked lifting my head from his chest.

"Over there glaring at us like viruses," Cal answered nudging his chin in the door's direction.
There was only one person who'd be upset seeing me playing with Cal...
Before I could roll around, my intestines were already beginning to melt as a million thoughts raced in my mind. Should I have just ignored him? No, that would make Cal suspicious.

"What are you standing there for?" Cal asked, directing it at the person I wished would disappear.

"Why is my room locked?" His voice filled the air as well as my chest, making my heart race faster than ever.
His room...? Oh shit!

"I don't kn-"

"Mom asked me to lock it!" I shot snapping from Cal's side to sit up. My curls bounced down to my eyes, creating a short shield to protect me from the glare of the gorgeous man leaning against the doorframe looking all hot without apologies.

"She did?!" Lukas' suspicion could be picked up from his tone as well as in his eyes. "And why is that?"

Cal groaned sitting up as well. "She just asked him to lock it, does she need a reason?"

"Shut up!"

"You shut up. You didn't even tell us when you're coming. Just showing up like a ghost."

"This is my house, you idiot. And you," his eyes were on me, "get me the keys right now!"

I nodded shooting out of bed.
Rushing past him at the doorway, Lukas grabbed my arm and took the lead to drag me out of Cal's bedroom and straight into my room.

The door was banged shut and I was tossed forward. "Are you going after Cal now?"

I formed facing him after raging some courage and dignity.
"And what does that mean?"

Lukas scoffed. "Don't think that I'v have forgotten how your homo ass was busy jerking off in my room... If I find out that you've stepped foot in there, I'll-"

"Oh please. I got over you like a decade ago."
What a lie.
I still fantasized about him almost every single night after stalking him on the internet. His IG was full of his half-naked pictures in his journey to promote physical fitness. He was also modeling for a big fashion company, which produced a lot of mouthwatering photos of Lukas all over the internet.
In a way, he had grown to become a celebrity.