One Shots (boyxboy)18+

Coming Out

I walked faster as I felt the taunting laughs of most of the schools population. Their reaction to me coming out as gay was expected so the names and the writings on my locker did not phase me, bit as soon as they tried to hit me, my temper came out. I got into two fights today alone and I was trying to get home before I had my third.

I got to my locker, ignored the writing on it, got my books and headed outside. My usual ride, my best friend Craig, had soccer practice til late so I either had to get a ride from my twin brother or walk. Considering that my first fight of the day was against him when he called me a faggot and slapped me, I'd say option one was ruled out.

My walk was lengthy but it was a good workout and would help me prepare for what was to come when I got home. I was in my own little world while walking, think of how things in my life were about to change, I wasn't far from home and when I got there a short while later I went to my father's study.

My father sat there in his chair behind a large wooden desk, with my mother in one of the chairs in front of the desk. I sat beside her in another chair, as I sat I observed how she moved as far away from me as possible, as though being gay was contagious.

"Son, we got a few calls from the school... we know all about what happened today..." my father began, the only emotion I saw in his eyes was love, well considering my situation I was happy that my father, the man I look up to, still loved and accepted me.

"And we are disgusted!" my mother shouted, drawing everyone's attention to her, "you are a disgrace, I can't believe I raised a faggot... get out, leave this house and I don't ever want to see you again."

"Well then close you eyes because he's not going anywhere, he's my son and no matter what... he is staying right here." my father said it with so much authority that mother could do nothing but huff her disappointment.

I always had a strong bond with my father and my mother, being a brat from the rich and stuck up part of town, did not do well with not having her way.

I stood and took my leave, I had homework to do and a project which Craig was going to come over to help me with in a while. I got to my room, my sanctuary, which was being tainted by my brother and his extreme odors.

I scrunched my nose up in disgust at the smell rolling off him in waves, "The stench is melting my nose, remove it and yourself from my room." I said in annoyance.

"I came to talk to you..." he began but there was really no need for him to continue.

"You have nothing to say the is worthy of my ear time, you are as close minded as mother and all those jocks who live off your every word. You can apologize all you want, but right now I am not in the mood to hear it, I can't forgive you just yet... now get out, before you kill the color off my walls." he left without another word and I was grateful.

I started on my homework after a bathe and spraying my room with ferbreeze. I was done with my Maths and halfway through my Biology assignment when my father shouted that they were leaving for New York and that Craig had arrived. Apparently mom was accompanying dad on his business trip this weekend.

"Heyo!" Craig exclaimed as he entered my room, he was his usual energetic self.

"Hi." I said a little less energetic.  

"You don't sound to happy, how did your mom take it." he knew my family to well, he predicted that my father would stand up for me regardless and that my mother and brother would be pains in the ass.

"Well... you can say 'I told you so' now."

"Well I like being right but, I like a happy you even more." he said and with that he pulled me forward in my computer chair and kissed me deeply on the lips. Oh yeah, did I mention Craig was my boyfriend.

"Where is your over night bag though?" I asked remembering our plans for tonight.

"In the car, when do I ever come here without it. I'll go get it."

"Hurry."

Craig's POV

I left Jonathan's room and headed for my bag in the car. We had been together since we were fifteen, we just never told anyone so I could sleep over at his house. I also knew his mother would never accept our relationship.

I loved Jonathan though and I would do anything to keep him happy.

"Hey, you..." Jackson began pulling me out of my thoughts as I passed by the kitchen.

"Yeah... what's up?" I asked as he walked up to me from his seat on the sofa.

"I know you and my brother are kinda... together, just don't hurt him. I am ashamed to say... I did enough of that. Take care of him." I nodded, I didn't really know what to say to that.

"You don't have to say anything, just remember what I said." and with that he walked off.

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I was back in Jonathan's room in no time and I found him reading on his bed. I dropped the bag near the door and took the book from his hands. Before he could protest I crushed my lips to his and soon deepened the kiss.

I eld his head in place as he granted me entrance to his mouth. Someone has been eating chocolate. The kiss became sloppy, at this point all that was on our mind was getting each others clothes off. I broke apart from the kiss to take his shirt off and he did the same with mine.

We were soon both naked, me laying on top of Jonathan, making out with him heavily and exploring every part of his body with my hands. His main focus though, was my shaft and his touch was dangerously arousing.

It was too much him kissing me like that, touching me like that, my patience was wearing thin. So I flipped on his stomach and plunged into him. No matter how many times we did this he was still so tight. I went slow, just to agitate him a bit, until he began to clench and unclench his ass around me. Then my movements became rough. I went deeper and faster every thrust, hitting his spot each time.

His breaths and moans became louder indicating he was close and so was I. He came undone with on more thrust and so did I. I rolled off him and laid there on my back next to him, his breathing was slowly coming back down to normal, as was mine.

Then something came back to me and I chuckled and said, "Oh I took care of him."

"What?"

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As you can see I am not good with foreplay or dialect during sex scenes :/