In Your Wildest Dreams

Pt. 3. You Make A Deal With A Cute Guy

Pt. 3 You Make A Deal With A Cute Guy

     I glanced at the address on my phone once more before pulling into a driveway that hosted a big black Dodge Ram. The house was beautiful, with flowerbeds covering the front lawn. It was a two story house with a swing and a porch. I slowly got out, hoping I didn't get the address mixed up. I pulled my bag with me, locking my car door. The walk up to the front door was short but when I knocked I had to wait for about five minutes before the front door swung open. There stood Tyler in only a pair of gray sweats. I took notice of the tattoo that started on the right side of his very defined torso and finished on his left side, dipping into his low sweats. He was barefoot, his hair wet, and looking so badass. I was ogling again, but damn, that six-pack was sexy and so was that V that led to his.....

     "Sorry, I was in the shower. Come in." He stepped aside to let me in. "We can work in my room, cause my brother claimed downstairs." I only nodded and followed him up the steps to his room. But, as we passed, I saw his younger brother playing video games with his friends. He didn't even look up as we passed. His little brother was very cute, I could already foresee that he'd leave a trail of lovestruck and broken hearted girls behind him.

     Tyler stopped at a plain wooden door and opened to let me in first. I entered and instantly fell in love with his room. The whole decor was black. From the black drawers to the black carpet, to the black bed frame. The only thing that wasn't black were his walls which stayed a stark wall, but they were decorated with his favorite bands and pictures of his family.

     I looked at him after he closed the door and took a seat at his desk. "What, no black walls?" I asked curious as to why his walls remained white while everything else was so.... well, dark. I took a seat on his bed, folding my legs underneath me.

    He shrugged, "My mom wouldn't let me. Said it made the room look too dark. So you wanna get started?" After that, we both slipped into a comfortable silence, reading our sets of Romeo and Juliet.

     He was leaning against his headboard reading in silence and writing down notes here and there, he made his way onto the bed after reading three pages of the book, claiming the chair was uncomfortable. I had moved onto my stomach, making myself more comfortable. After filling two pages of notes I got bored and wanted to try something. I glanced up at Tyler to find him completely immersed in the book so that made it easier for what I was about to do. I started slowly, moving in between his legs. He didn't notice my movement yet, so I went higher. This time, he noticed.

    "What are you doing?" He had both his eyebrows raised. I didn't stop, I went to straddle him. "Alyssa, get off. We're suppose to be working." I didn't listen. I went to lick his neck and started sucking there when I felt him stiffen beneath me. "Seriously, get off of me. Now!" I had a one tracked mind around this guy so I moved onto his lips. I started kissing him, but when he didn't kiss me back I moved away to see his face. He didn't look so happy.

     "Are you done? Can we get back to work now?" He didn't know but because he rejected me that only made me want him that much more. His rejection is what led me to what I did next. As quick as lightning, I stuck my hand down his sweats to find he went commando. He froze when I gripped his dick. He wasn't erect at all, so I started to stroke him in my hands, but he stayed that way, flaccid. I pulled my hand out.

    I pouted up at him, "What? You don't find me attractive?" I was still between his legs when he sat up.

     "It's not that you're not gorgeous, cause you are. I'm just not into you." To say I was offended was putting it lightly. He saw my face and quickly grabbed my hands. "No, Alyssa, don't get me wrong. You're pretty, but I'm not into the female gender." He said, slowly, trying to get me to understand.

     "Wait, you're gay?" I asked him. This was so un-fucking-believable. Of course, I'd get all horny for a gay dude. "Seriously?" He nodded and I groaned at my misfortune. "Wait, so you've been with another guy before?"

     He looked uncomfortable now, "Um, no, but I know I'm not into pussies. Believe me, I tried."

    I flopped down on my back and groaned. "Of course, this sexy guy just had to be gay." I didn't even care right now that he heard me call him sexy.

     I heard him chuckle and even upon this revelation his voice still did things to my pussy that it shouldn't have. "You think I'm sexy?"

    Did he really have to ask? "Are you sure you're gay?"

    "I'm sure."

    I sat back up, facing him. "So, if I was to let's say, get naked in front of you, that wouldn't do anything for you?" He shook his head. "You know, somehow I refuse to believe that you could be gay."

    He shrugged, "Well, believe it."

    I shook my head, "Nuh-uh. How bout this? I bet I can turn you straight." I told him seriously.

    He actually laughed at this. "Go ahead, my parents have been trying since I was fourteen. What could you do that they haven't already tried?"

    I smirked at him, "Never underestimate a girl with an agenda. Do you accept my challenge?"

    He laughed again, "Sure, whatever." Something told me that the only reason he agreed so easily is because he was sure I couldn't do it.

    "You have to be up to whatever I have planned." I told him seriously.

    He looked about ready to laugh again, "Sure, whatever. The only reason why I'm agreeing with you is because I know it won't work." Yeah, I was right. But his confidence of how he was sure my plan wouldn't work is what made me want to go through with it even more.

    I narrowed my eyes at him, "But if it does?" I challenged him and he smirked.

     "I'll tell you what, if your little plan works, I'll grovel at your feet and tell everyone how you 'changed' me. Now, I'm saying this because I know it won't work."

    I pouted at him again which caused him to laugh at me, "Are you doubting my woman skills?"

     "Definitely not, but come on, it's impossible. It's easier to turn a straight guy gay than to turn a gay guy straight. It's a known fact."

    A thought suddenly occurred me, "How do you know you're gay for sure if you've never been with a guy? You could've just not found any girls attractive?"

    He blushed and I found him even cuter. "I might not have fucked a guy, but I've done other things." By the way he said other things, I knew exactly what other things he meant.

     "Oh. Well, by the time I'm done with you," I pressed my hand to his sweats covered cock, "this will be so hard for me, you won't remember how to even breathe." I gave him a smile with promise, giving his cheek a peck.

    His parents came home later and invited me to stay for dinner, which I denied. I think it was enough of seeing Tyler today. Besides, I'd be back tomorrow.

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    "HE'S WHAT?" I quickly shushed Melanie. "He's what?" She asked, quieter this time. I had immediately called my best friend over after getting in my car and leaving Tyler's house.

     "He's gay."

     "And you made a deal or bet that you could turn him straight?" She asked, making sure she heard me straight.

     I nodded, "Yes. And I'm going to win."

    She flopped onto my pillows. "I don't know, Lyssa. It's definitely gonna be a challenge. I mean, I had a gay boyfriend once, and I didn't stand a chance. If you can do this, I'll worship the ground you freaking walk on."