I Think I'm Gay for you (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 11

Hey guys! I hope you enjoy this chapter. I know I'm not good at sex scenes so I'm sorry. I hope that your imagination covered it.

:3

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*Jake's POV*

I woke up next to Alex, he was still sleeping.

I looked at my phone and saw my mom's text messages.

MOM: Where are you?

MOM: Your dad is mad.

MOM: Call me asap!

MOM: Jake, you need to get your stuff.

I called my mom.

"Hey mom." I said.

"Where are you? You're an hour late for school." she said.

"I'll be home in five minutes." I said and hung up.

I got up and got dressed. I did my hair and washed my face.

"Alex, I'm leaving. And you're late for school." I said as Alex woke up, rubbed his eyes and yawned.

"Mm... k" he said.

I gave him a peck on the cheek and left.

I went out the front door this time. I opened the door to my house and saw my mom in the kitchen.

"Hi?" I said.

"Hey. Grab your stuff, I'm going to drop you off at your dad's house." she said.

I sighed. "I'll take my bike."

"Okay, whatever you want." she said quickly.

I ran up to my room, I got my bags and ran back down the stairs and I left the house.

I carried a backpack on my back and one on my lap. The other two bags were on the carrier rack. I pedaled down the block and all the way to my new "home".

Of course my dad wasn't home, he was at work. He left my new key in the mailbox. When I opened the door, everything looked so different than I imagined. Everything looked modern and clean. I thought we would have a small apartment that was gross. I guess my dad was actually  'working late'.

I went to my new room. The carpet was navy blue and the walls were snow white. I had a full size bed. A Large glass sliding door that leads to the balcony. Gray curtains cover the large door that took up almost an entire wall. I sighed and sat on my bed. I soon got up and wondered the rest of the apartment.

I went through the living room, the kitchen, and then through my dad's room. A lot of women's clothes was in my dad's closet. I looked through the night stand drawers, finding a bunch of condoms and cigarettes and lube and weird stuff like that. I took a pack of the many cigarette packs, and put it in my pocket.

I looked through his dresser. I found a pile of women's lingerie in a drawer and a pile of boxers in another. On the top, I found an photo album.

When I opened it, I really hoped it wasn't porn. It was even worst. It was pictures of 'them' going on trips, and having a nice time. All of those were from two years ago. Dad should've said something to mom.

I closed the book and put it back. I grabbed a lighter and went back to my room. I went out, onto the balcony, through my room. I lit a cigarette. I feel a bit overwhelmed. I released the smoke from my mouth.

"Geez. How old are you? You're already smoking?" I heard a voice say. I turned around to find a familiar young woman.

She looked like she was in her late 20s. She was wearing white jeans and a loose, long, burgundy blouse. She had dark red lipstick on, her skin was pale, and her hair was long and brunette. She was wearing red high heels. She was beautiful.