Brandon's P.O.V.
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Are we going to leave any time from now? Only I wonder, I'm dressed, obviously clothes that don't belong to me, but to Bryan, he insisted on me to wear them , I wanted to go home and get some for myself, but also didn't want to go in fear of what my dad could do.
That side he showed was definitely never seen; well I hadn't ever seen it.
Bryan walked out of the bathroom in all his wet glory, steam coming from the bathroom from his hot shower, let me rephrase that, him being the hot thing from the shower.
Yup, much better.
He walked to his dresser, picking out random items to wear, he settled on a plain white t-shirt, a checkered hoodie, his skinny jeans and some sick converse; I most definitely wouldn't mind having them, just a small hint I'll give out later.
He tossed all the items in the bed, and began to dress, right in front of me, without a towel.
I'm looking right at his uncovered -erm...thing that I too have.
I feel slightly uncomfortable, not that it's the worst view, but....I'll just leave it there.
"Enjoying the view" he said as he pulled on some boxers with these cool imprints on.
"No" I grumbled, most definitely it was a big lie, because I surely was enjoying the 'view'.
"Uh, really, well you don't look disturbed" he said as he pulled on his skinny jeans, still exposing his perfectly bronzed six-pack and his gorgeous upper body, that does include his face.
He chuckled; Ha-ha yeah, so funny.
"'No, I'm fine!" I assured, ''Oh, really?'' he asked in a sly way, giving out an 'idea' face, what is this boy thinking? I hope it's nothing involved with me, well it does always depend....
He then started to strip out of his skinnies and out of his boxers, walking rather slowly in front of me, and I mean like REALLY in front of me, it was -gulp- a very interesting view when you see it from all angles, by the time he stopped, I was as red as a tomato, I cannot believe I actually started, I checked myself for drool, and right after drool check I gave myself a good mental slap for the stupid thing I might of done, I was actually getting quite turned on, I could -sigh- of actually thrown myself on him if he would have done a couple more twirls.
"Glad you enjoyed" he said as he got closer to me, and whispered it seductively by my ear, giving me shivers as I noticed how close his naked body, his sexy toned naked body....I sighed internally and he smirked as he grabbed his boxers.
***After He FINALLY finished dressing***
So god all mighty here, stripped out of his clothes, and then slowly dressed back, so that makes 10 minutes already lost of fun; I want to go to the park, I'm craving for some ice-cream, so I pretty much want some now.
"So where do you want to go, my gorgeous little man" he said casually, as we descended the stairs, "Well, I want to go to the park!" I said excited.
"The park?" he asked as though I was, nuts; come on! It's the park; it's a great place to go...right?
Well, maybe it isn't but it's not that bad.
***5 minutes after explaining and arguing***
I cannot believe how he can transform a simple desire of mine into a 'the nasty' relative.
I mean come one! Why on earth will we want to do it in front of everyone, it's just not right, well I've heard that many people do it, some even tape it, but isn't that like a private thing to do, in closed doors, with the windows covered, just in case theirs someone who wants to peek in and look; the nasty people who do that, should get done the same, but it depends what and whom your looking at, then that make me reconsider, so I'll just leave it there.
"You know you want it" he kept on pondering.
"Not that way!" I said desperately, he just doesn't let go of his 'marvelous' ideas, note sarcasm.
"Come on, it'll be fun" he said excited.
"But what if someone sees us?" I asked nervously, imagining us getting caught.
"So what, it's not like they can't close their eyes" he insisted.
Oh, come on, why must he be so persistent, it's just making this park trip get even harder.
"Let's just stay and watch TV, fetch me some?" I asked him as I went to the living room area with the huge flat-screen TV, to be honest its way bigger than mine, anyway it's obvious that he is a rich boy, while I'm just like...a middle type of rich guy, not a millionaire like he is.
"Oh, I will - the controls behind the second pillow" he signaled.
I don't know what he's thinking or planning, but I just don't think it'll be a chess type of game.
I flung myself on the comfy sofa and looked at my surroundings, the décor was white and beige, it had a ladies touch, so it must have been decorated by his mom, only manly thing were the game stuff and the huge flat-screen TV, I suddenly started missing my mom, Oh, how I hope she's doing fine, and that my dad goes back to normal, I just never want to see that side of him, ever again.
I turned on the TV, CNN was on, showing the latest worldwide scandal, I almost felt my eyes fall out, when I noticed it wasn't something small like a news report on the economy or something about Obama, what I saw was much worse and more interesting for me to not even want to change the channel, the news was about the great earthquake that struck poor Haiti, leaving it defenseless and shattered in ruins, it just brought tears to my eyes seeing the piles of dead bodies by the end of the street, all the images that were shown were just so horrid, people trapped beneath buildings, lost children that cannot find their family, missing people, it's just so much to take in; How can something so bad happen to such innocent people, it's just so bad, so unfair, so...cruel, but it's not like we can control what nature gives us, nature is after us for almost killing it, for not stopping to almost put it to its complete death, WE are the bad guys if you look at it, if only we'd stop and so something about it, we are, but we have to do MORE, much more than what is already done, we can't be the bad guys in the story, we have to be on the good side, with nature, or it'll bite us right on the ass.
I decided to donate some money later on the day, when I get near a computer to send some from my account, I'll send as much as I can, well without leaving me poor at the end, but enough to help at least a couple of kids, they all need as much support as possible.
"Wahatcha' watching?" Bryan asked me as he walked in with my caramel of love.
"Well just the sad news - what are you doing?" I asked as soon as I saw him getting suspiciously closer to me, opening the tap of the container and the spoon.
"Well, we are going to have a little fun -you are mine" he said as he put it on the coffee table and flung himself to me, kissing me deeply as he got to me.
Oh, shit, I don't think this is such a bad idea.
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*Author's note: Do you know what the super yummy treat is, if you paid attention, then you're a great person for paying attention.*
Oh, and sorry for the shortness, next part shall be extra juicy, I'm actually going to TRY and write a...you know......
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To be Continued...
