The Unexpected [boyxboy]

Chapter Eleven.

Aiden’s POV

Uggh, Brandon is so stupid. Now I have to call my mom and explain to her that I wasn’t pooping for about a half hour. What would even make him think of me taking a shit? Like seriously? Is that what he thinks when he thinks of me? I sure hope not. I want him to think about taking me on the table or something fun like that not me sitting on the toilet making my pooping face. 

That is embarrassing. I walk into the kitchen so that Brandon wont have to hear this horrible conversation that I am going to have to have with me mother. God! He is lucky that he is so damn beautiful or I would have kicked his ass by now. 

I dial my house number, thinking that my mom most likely called from there. It rang about three times before someone finally picked up. “Mom? Hello.. You there” I say into the phone. “Hello?” No one is talking back but I can hear something going on. 

“H-hello? Wh-who is this, I am ki-kind of busy!” I hear panting. OH MY GOD! No! This can not be happening. EWWW! OMG, OMG, OMG. My sister is at home having sex while she is on the phone with me! Then I hear a moan.. AHHH! OH MY GOD! 

I hung up the phone as soon I could. I wish I never called. Oh my god. I can’t think of anything to say. I should go home and beat the shit out of whoever is over there screwing my sister right? I hear foot steps coming into the kitchen. I look up and see Brandon standing there with a concerned look on his face. 

“Hey, are you alright?” he asked. “Your mom is okay right? She doesn’t need our help or anything?”

I have no idea what to say. How in the world am I going to get the sound of that call out of my head. That is something no older brother should have to hear. She is to young to be doing shit. And who the fuck picks up the phone when they are having sex anyways! Now I am just plain angry. 

I guess that Brandon figured out that I was pissed because next thing I know he is hugging me. He knows that when I am angry his hugs always make me feel better. The good thing about Brandon is that he doesn’t care if we are both men. He thinks hugging is fine. Some people wouldn’t, they would probably call us gay or something. I am, he isn’t so it would probably upset me if someone called me a fag, but if Brandon was called one he would just tell them to fuck off and say “so what if I am.” It has happened before. But after he beat the shit out of them. HA! He is so cute.

Brandon looked down at me releasing me from the hug. “So, what got you all riled up?” he asked with curious eyes. 

“Oh, you know. I just called my house to talk to my mom like you told me to and Hailey picked up...” I said looking down, not being able to tell him the rest of it. 

“And why does that make you so mad? You and your sister were getting along last time I checked.” He said in confusion. 

“Last time I checked I thought my little sister was a virgin too!” I said getting irritated again. He looked at me with such confusion and pulled me back into a hug sensing that I was getting “riled up” again. We just stood there for a couple minutes hugging. Brandon was stroking my back trying to calm me down some more and to tell you the truth I was starting to feel sleepy from it. It felt so nice. 

“So, what did you mean by the last time you checked you thought your sister was a virgin?” Brandon asked, still holding me so that I wouldn’t get to worked up while I tell him. At least that’s what I think he is doing.

I take a deep breath and let it all out before I decide that I could tell him. “When Hailey picked up the phone she didn’t answer for a few seconds.” I told him not wanting to go on with the story. I don’t want to think about it.