Label Me [BoyxBoy]

Label Me

This story is a BoyxBoy story and will depict situations of male on male love and interactions. If you are offended by this type of material please leave. Other than that enjoy :]

*PAWS UP, CAUSE WE'RE ALL MONSTERS*

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The dream always started out differently. I could be walking in the halls from outside a grassy park, a classroom that was bustling with teenagers trying to finish make up work or a project. I remember once I even walked into the deserted halls from a relaxing day at the beach, just goes to show how much this inevitable part of my night always lurks behind unattended corners. Walking down these halls I was clad in my favorite outfit that I bought over the Summer. It consisted of a White V-Neck shirt, weathered dark brown leather jacket, dark skinny jeans, a bow tie necklace, reflective wafer sunglasses, and black combat boots.Even through my layers of clothing I could feel harsh breezes looming through my protective garments and finding their way to my bones literally strangling every ounce of marrow I had. Oddly enough, there was no actual pull or tug on my physical being. I was not swept away or blown back,I was simply stationary and still with my clothes lying still as if they were lying down.

I haphazardly took a step forward, slightly stumbling on the way down. I balanced myself and continued to walk forward as if I was walking on a tightrope putting one cautious foot in front of another. I kept up this delusional game for a few yards until I find an abnormally large 20 foot tall mysterious locker in front of the path of my invisible tightrope. I hesitantly grab for the lock that lies there swaying and clattering, I found it hard to even grasp with these harsh winds. It struck me as strange as to why the lock would be affected by these winds yet I was left unscathed apart from a drop in climate that left me with a slight chill. I turned the knob already knowing the combination, and opened it.

In an instant I was doused in the coldest chocolate milkshake I had ever encountered in my life. My brand new outfit instantly turned into mush and I was standing there shriveled and stark naked. I could feel eyes peering at me from the locker so I hesitantly looked up from my disarray and gaped at what I saw. 

There was an audience room full of all my favorite artists, crushes that I've swooned over, ex-boyfriends, and even one night stands that I couldn't remember the name of. I instantly covered myself, and before any laughter could be uttered from anyone I felt something hit me. *SMACK*! I felt a dull stinging pain in my side. I was jarred awake from my sleep by a pillow hitting my side by the person sleeping next to me. I looked over to see my boyfriend Casey smiling in my direction above me. I give him a confused look and wondered what he was smiling at. I opened my mouth to ask him what it was but before I could he planted a gentle kiss on my lips. I kissed him back slowly still skeptical as to what he was doing, but felt that my lips were a little weird. It suddenly hit me with a pang of nerves and anger: my lips were swollen. Every morning I woke up with swollen lips for some reason, I could never understand it and neither could my doctor. Label me: an anomaly.

I immediately began to hit anything of his that I could lay my hands on. I felt my fists and palms come in contact with his face, chest, arms, and stomach before he finally let me go. I jumped out of the bed and stumbled a bit and fell on my face. I felt the pain surge through my nose and instantly rubbed it to try and soothe the stinging pain. I looked back up at the bed to see Casey lightly laughing as he looked down at me while putting on his glasses to get a better look. I pouted and then looked around to see that I was in my own bedroom, I had a king sized bed in the middle of the room that had black and white bed sheets on it in a geometric pattern. On the opposite sides of the beds were two tall white lanterns that were based on the floor and set ambiance in the room when lit. Across the bed on the left side was a tall mirrored double door closet that contained a plethora of outfits that I wore on various occasions. And on the opposite side of the bed was a wall of glass allowing me to see outside the room at all times and to have an amazing view. Though my privacy was never intruded upon for I had mechanical curtains that rolled down on whenever commanded to do so. There was also a bathroom in the corner of the rather large bedroom and that was where my interests lied. But other than that the room was simple and plain, not really eye catching but just enough to look presentable.

I walked towards the bathroom in my turquoise pajamas and opened the door , but before stepping I looked back over my shoulder to see still see Casey on the bed only in his boxers. He had his glasses on and they reflected his beautiful blue green eyes and I got mesmerized and lost in them for a second. He smiled at me lightly and I snapped out of my trance and blushed while smiling back at him curtly. He chuckled to himself while I stepped into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror.

I looked into the mirror to see exactly what I had feared on my seemingly slow walk here, possibly because of what I knew I'd see in the reflection. I saw my cheeks slightly flared and swollen making my face seem a little chubbier, my face was rounder than it normally was. But the worst of it was: my lips. They were huge, flared, puffed out slabs of meat that would put Jay-Z's lips to shame. I groaned loudly, just loud enough to hear a responding guffaw from Casey in my bed. I ran some water and splashed it on my face p try and ease the swelling that was coming up from my once admittedly attractive countenance. I then proceeded to brush my teeth while trying to ignore my face and wait for it to return to normal.

I finally finished my morning routine and stepped outside of the bathroom to see Casey laying on his back flipping through the pages of one of my sketch books. I walked calmly over to him not even experiencing any type of anger towards this violation of privacy. I laid down next to him and placed my head on his chest, trying to join him in the viewing of my so called art. 

Casey looked down at me and kissed the top of my head and stated," You keep getting better each time you draw, you know that?"

I smiled lightly trying not to make contact with his eyes while I blushed," You know I'm just an amateur and it's nothing serious."

He lifted my chin to meet his beautiful blue green eyes with my dull brown ones and said," I don't care it it's not serious you're good and that's what I like."

He then proceeded to kiss me rather passionately on the lips. I traced my hands to the back of his head and tried to bring him even closer to myself. We began to become entangled in each other's embrace with his hands grasping at my waist and rubbing my back while I traced my hands over his shirtless chest. He began to open his mouth for my tongue to gain entry. Before I could even move my tongue to enter his inviting mouth, I heard a rather loud tintinnabulation that was followed by my door being flung open and my brother standing there rather eerily.

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GAAAAAAAAAH I hope you enjoyed my first story, well not really my first because I had other ones before this, but I deleted them so this is now my first serious story :P

I hope you enjoyed it so vote, comment, fan, and all that good stuff

 \></ I tried to make a bow, do you think it was successful?? Comment and tell me about it ;D

Oh and sorry for any mistakes it's 3:34 right now so.....lol