Taming Travis (boyxboy)

Chapter 1 - Ten Dollars

ETHAN

Ten dollars. That's the exact amount I have in my pocket right now and I'm still thinking how would I be able to double that - or at least make it for mom's medicines and for our lunch today.

How would a 17 year old boy make enough money for his mother's needs, their apartment's rent, their food, and his school fees by his own? I sighed as I took a breathe, deeply as I had to before entering the pharmacy.

No way I'm making a big deal out of this. It wasn't a medicine for some serious illness or disease I'd be buying anyway. Just something for a person to soothe and make her mind at ease after drinking a dozen of beers last night.

I sighed again and ran my fingers through my curly blonde hair as I head towards the main long high desk with a glass as a barrier but a small window hole below.

"Something for hangover please. Just one box would do", I said to the lady in white. I'm not even interested to say the medicine's name anymore. And just one would do, I think.

"Just a second, sir", she replied and makes her way inside a room. It's weird because I saw a glimpse of smile and a slight blush on her face just when she started walking.

This was nothing to be surprised about though. I've been complimented mostly all the time by people - even strangers - that I am beautiful. Yes, beautiful. Pretty. Gorgeous. Sexy. I have these beautiful hazel eyes and a very thin brown lining around them, which I know people liked about. They say my eyes are like those of precious stones. Maybe Sapphire? Ruby? Topaz? I wonder too because I'm not really into stones.

"Here it is, sir", the lady in white said as she handed me a box of medicine with the same name as I have always bought every Saturday mornings.

I grabbed the medicine and pulling out ten dollars out of my pocket, carefully put it on the desk. Bye bye, ten dollars. I gave a weak smile to the lady before heading out through the door.

Now I don't know how would I be able to cook for lunch. Maybe we wouldn't be taking one today. The landlady would also be coming this afternoon too, making her monthly roaming, checking the cleanliness of rooms and collecting the month's rent. We don't have the money to pay either.

I sighed in frustration, shutting my eyes for a moment, but I think that was a wrong idea for I heard a growl just in front of me that made me open my eyes in an instant.

"What the fuck", I heard the towering man in front of me cussed that made me jumped of surprise. I didn't see his face right for he was about 6"2 and I was just 5"6 high.. or small. I've finally noticed I was so close to him, even hearing the beat of his heart below my chin.

A chin can hear and feel a beat of a heart, wow, that's new.

"I-I'm sorry..", I immediately said and bowed my head. Not that I'm too scared to look at his face, I just don't want to get into trouble any further.

"Do you want me to get those fucking eyes of yours? Cause it seemed you don't fucking use them anyway. Stupid poor girl", he growled before leaving and grabbing a few colored sachets of what I believe were for sexual intercourse. He was now heading towards the same high desk I had gotten to a while ago. While waiting for his change, he looked back at me and I finally see his face.

What a handsome man. He has the body of a teenager, maybe 18 or 19, or maybe the same as my age, but he has the face of a god.

He smirked and gave out an evil smile before gathering his change and headed out the store.

Okay, so he's got a face of a god. He's extremely handsome, but I'm still pissed! First, it wasn't my intention to be bumping on his collarbone that caused my head ache a little. Second, I knew myself and heard myself I DID gave an apology to him. Third, I like my eyes that way and don't he dare take them away from me or that would scare people, how am I supposed to find a job then? Lastly, I'M NOT A GIRL! I knew well myself that I am poor, maybe stupid too, but I'm not a girl and I would be proving him that! Or maybe the whole world.

I would be honest to say I like it when people tell me how good looking I am. But I would love and appreciate them more if they meant it in a manner I want it to be, but they don't. They always tell me I'm beautiful. A beautiful, pretty.. boy. Like a girl.

I guessed it pretty much made me feel uneasy and even scared sometimes, so I began using huge dark spectacles, usually everytime I go to school. Plus, it would be safer.

My heart started racing rapidly as I remember a traumatic event that happened a not so long time ago.

"No.. No..", I began to mutter and calm my self as pictures of darkness and something evil begin to swallow my mind. With a trembling hand and immediately as I could, I grab the spectacles inside my bag. Wearing them at last made me feel at ease, finally able to breath back to normal.

**

TRAVIS

"What the heck, Travis?", I heard an annoying high-pitched voice of a girl that made me turn my head to the door. Surely, it was a bad thing to have intimate actions with your hot girlfriend, ready to bang her up, when forgetting that your other girlfriend would be going to your suite as well.

"W-What did I do to make you cheat on me?!", she began to ask, her voice trailing off as I began to stand, now heading towards her.

I was caught on the act. She saw me making out with another girl and I know she'd nag me about it maybe for two weeks, or more. Or maybe she'd finally give up on me, getting her ass out of my life.

I would be praying for the latter. Always I will be. Though I don't pray and don't know how to.

"What do you want me to do then?", I asked, now facing the face of a messed up face. Her mascara was ruined and I know she's letting off real tears right now. I didn't care.

"I'm tired of this Travis!", she exclaimed, still with shaky shoulders and voice. I just stare at her, thinking and hoping the drama would be over as soon as possible. She had always been like this.

I looked at the girl who was still on my couch, fixing the buttons on her dress. I smiled sheepishly. That was what I like about Sofia. She would always be calm, quiet and composed when Alisha comes and starts to nag.

I never had a serious relationship before but I was thinking I would have one, maybe try if it'd work. Well, with Sofia. I've planned to take away her V-card and let her be my first real intercourse a while ago but I got interrupted.

"Okay. Bye", I replied and shut the door closed. Soon I heard loud running feet then a door slamming shut. Having uninterested face, I headed towards Sofia.

"You going already?", I asked, staring at her body, my eyes directly on her cleavage, now that she's wearing clothes.

She nodded and headed towards me, giving me a peck on the lips before exiting the door of my room, and a few seconds, the door of my suite.

I looked up at the ceiling, thinking if Sofia being a real girlfriend would be good or not.

I'd be honest to say that I fell in love with her boobs. Not her face nor her actions or sweet scent, but just her boobs. Well, what would people expect from an 18 year old boy who just want to have fun with his life? Being Travis Clifford has lots of advantages, after all.

I sighed as I shook my head, thinking if lust would be alright for someone to have a steady relationship.

I was frustrated what to do with my life for a second then an idea hit me. Smirking, I put the ten dollar condom inside my pocket. I stood up, grabbing my leather jacket and my car key, thinking a little experiment would not hurt.

**

THIS STORY WOULD INVOLVE SCENES THAT ARE NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18. OTHERWISE, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
HOMOPHOBIC, ANTI-LGBTQ, BOYXBOY HATERS, NARROWMINDED PEOPLE ARE NOT ALLOWED AND WILL NOT BE TOLERATED.

I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE PICTURES I HAVE USED AND WOULD BE USING IN THE FUTURE. (Credits to Google for the cover photo.)

THIS IS MY FIRST EVER BOYXBOY STORY AND I'M PROUD OF IT! :) BEAR WITH MY ENGLISH AND NOVICITY. :P

HAPPY READING! Ü

@yanderewitch

** NOTE: I'm not sure myself about the real cost of the medicine and the condom. So ten dollars is just a made up. LOL. I'll make sure to search them next time.