Boot Camp Boys(ON HOLD)

What's Hot and What's Not?

"That is all man! Ain't no doubt. Someone somewhere loves me. They really do. Joe is so hot. What I wouldn't give."

We were walking back to the cabin unbelievably slow. Aarron complained of a stomach ache the moment we walked out of the double doors.

"You'd probably sell your soul and your mom. But honestly he's not hot. He's to big, to much muscle. It's all bulging out and stuff."

"Of course you'd say he's big. The only thing big on you is those breast. They are mighty impressive for someone so small. He could squash you with one arm."

"Aaron you aren't that big yourself buddy. And don't be staring at my boobs."

I snapped my fingers in his face and poked out my hips. It was probably the first time I ever joked around with Arron. I was tempted to smack my lips to but that was going to far. I could finally feel my old self coming back to life. I wasn't trying to be fake here. At home I was me, the one who always joked, laughed and had energy to bounce everywhere I went. Being forced to leave my friends and home until I graduate depressed me.

Aaron stood still he looked so shocked. He slowly picked up his hand and put it to my forehead. "Are you sick? Running a fever? Feel dizzy? Because if not then I'm finally getting to see the real Jay. And I think, no I know, I may just love her. Can she stay forever?"

"Alright enough." I playfully slapped his hand away. We walked into the cabin and Aaron got over the shock as we sat down on the couch.

"Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay. You wouldn't know hot if it slammed you against a wall and wanted to do the nasty with you."

"I may not know what I like in a guy yet. But I do know that Joe is not appealing to me."

Arron gasp "You don't know what you like in a guy? No this simply won't do." He stopped looking at me, hopped off the couch and started to pace.

He would stop to look at me and then start again. Until he screamed. "I know what we have to do." He sat back down on the couch. "How about every week I get a different guy to sit with us? You two can chat while I just sit there looking cute to the world and by the time summer comes along you'll know what you want in men! Oh it's such a great idea. Before you say no listen. You don't have to date them, kiss them or hold their hands. Just talk. Get to know them! Where's the harm?"

Arron had a point. There really wasn't any harm. I just really didn't want to. But he had a point. I've never really dated before. So when I actually do it would help to know what I was looking for.

"I'm reluctant to try this but I'll do it."

"You'll do what?" Zane asked walking in the door.

"Oh nothing. Just a little project me and Jay are gonna be working on for a while." Aaron answered standing up.

"Come on Jay lets get to your room so we can make that list now."

When we walked into my room Arron closed the door and locked it. Then ran to my desk, pulled out a paper and started scribbling.

"So you don't like the beef up look in a guy?"

"I find that Joe is too much. He's too big. It looks unnatural."

"Okay okay. You don't like guys with huge muscle mass."

He sat at my desk for 20 minutes writing. Every once in a while he'd mumble to himself. I could never quite catch what he said. One time it sounded like "no, he's abusive". What did I get myself into. I can't back out now because Aaron won't let me. He'd probably shave my head in my sleep or something of that nature.

"Alrighty I got it, we start tomorrow and no you can't look at it." He stated jumping up from his chair and looking at my out stretched hand.

I pouted. I wanted to see who was on that list and which level of hell I'd be on each day.

"You don't even know half the boys here. Much less the ones on this list so hush those pretty little lips and quit pouting. Although you do look quite adorable when you pout. It would work on someone who wasn't gay I'm afraid sweetie pie. Now get a good nights rest and I'll see you in the morning."

I couldn't listen to Aaron's simple request of getting a blissful nights sleep. But it wasn't my fault. It seemed my two weeks was up and C.J wasn't sleeping well. He was sleep walking again and it was straight into my room.

The lights were off and I was laying in bed facing my door. I didn't see it open but heard it.

I could only make out the outline of his body and smell the cologne only C.J used that I knew of so far. He shuffled around in my room, walked to the desk sat down at the chair stayed for about 30 minutes but it seemed so much longer. I could feel my heart beat erratically in my chest. I was almost hoping he'd give me another heart shattering kiss again. That's it, I didn't like him I found his physical appearance pleasing but his personality no. He was just a great kisser that's it.

He stood from the chair and made his way to my bed. He didn't look down just stared ahead. After 5 minutes he pulled the covers back and scooted in outing his arm under my head and grabbing my hips pulling my body closer to him. With his right arm draped just at the hem of my shirt. He started left small light kisses on my neck moving up towards my face. Then he stopped and laid down.

I told myself in a minute is get up and push him out of my bed traumatic for him or not. But sadly I didn't have enough willpower because it was incredibly comfortable in his arms. So instead I just closed my eyes and fell asleep.