A Short Gay Story

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After I gathered my thoughts, I went back to Zach's house. He was playing a video game. His hair was all over the place and he had his eyebrows knitted tight together. His tongue was sticking out and you have no idea how badly I wanted to jump on him and kiss his beautiful self. He was even shirtless. How I contained myself, I don't know.

I cleared my throat to get his attention and said, "I'm so confused Zach."

I took a few steps towards the couch. He turned and looked at me after dying.

"Listen, I want to apologize for last night again. I know you said you liked it, but I also knew you liked that other kid."

He knew?

"You knew?"

"The boner you had in the locker room the other day while looking at him was pretty hard to miss, man."

"Oh," was all I said and blushed in embarrasment.

"I'm so sorry, Vince."

"No, no. It's fine. Just give me time."

He nodded and went back to his game. I watched him play and die a few times. I just thought about everything.

WWJD?

What would Jessica do?

Well, I could see her saying, "Vincent. I say go on a date with each of them and find out who's better."

Okay, Vincent. Do that.

"Zach? Want to go out with me?"

"What the hell?" He shouts and he dies.

"W-what?"

"Why would you ask that? I kissed you, remember?"

"Yeah, but what does that have to do with anything?"

"That obviously means that I'm more maculine. So I have to do the asking out, and the planning."

"But I'm the one who started the relationship, so ha!"

"Ugh whatever. Fine. I'll go on a date with you."

"Yes!" I cheer in victory.

Thanks Jessica.

I know it's short, but it's only cause I couldn't think of anything else and I'm tired. So I hope you enjoy.

Gn ❤