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I couldn't believe that I still couldn't shake the thought of Ken out of my head as I made my way to school. Walking to my car, a wide variety of emotions flooded my mind. I was upset that I was thinking about him in this way, but not that I wanted another guy. Coming to terms with my sexuality was actually rather easy, and there wasn't even any kind of internal battle. Once I knew that I was in fact gay, many things began to make sense to me. However, I found it to be a burden that I'd have to eventually tell everyone, including him. Why couldn't humans just be born with psychic abilities that could determine certain things about someone just by looking at them? Nope, even though I'm comfortable with it, what if everyone else has a conflicting opinion? What if Ken is able to deduce why I'm suddenly coming out to him? That's one thing I can't stand about him, he's able to read me like a book when it comes to anything that's on my mind. I liked it though, because it often led to him finishing my sentences for me. He's so perfect.
My ringing phone brought me back to reality as I sat in my car, having yet to actually turn it on. It was my mom.
"Morning Ma, I'm heading out right about now" I said as I greeted her over the phone. Once I heard her let out a small thinking breath, I knew I was about to get bugged.
"You're thinking about him again this morning, aren't you?" She asked, practically reading my mind over the phone. My mom was strangely knowledgeable of how I felt, and even if I didn't tell her, she always knew that Ken was on my mind. Hell, she knew I was gay before I did, but then again, she is the only one that knows.
"Nooo mom", I lied sheepishly, "I'm just a little drowsy is all, it's super early".
"Mmhmm sure, I can hear it in your voice but I won't venture to delve any farther. Have a good day and just tell him already".
Tell him already, I repeated over and over in my head. Why does it have to be this difficult? We've been friends longer than I can remember, and he's definitely into guys. What could possibly go wrong?
Oh yeah, everything.
Shaking myself out of my thoughts, I called him, eager to see him in the morning. He answered on the first ring, and spoke quietly into the phone.
"Morning ugly" he said as he moved around in the background of the call. Hearing his voice was making me long for him, and I couldn't help but wanna jump through the phone.
"I hope you're dressed, because I'm coming to get you" I said, hanging up before he could respond. He hated when I came out of my way to pick him up, but I just had to see him this morning.
After a short drive and some pondering, I arrived at his doorstep, finding him sitting on his steps death staring my car. His walk looked almost as if he could crush the car with a single push, and as he got into the car I couldn't help but laugh at his face.
"Can you not look like that for one day?", I said to him as I cupped his face playfully in my hands, "you're gonna get nasty wrinkles".
"Well if it means I can stare at you until you die from my glare then it's worth it", he said as he moved his face out of my hands. "Who do you think you are to be hanging up on me after ordering me around like that?"
He was so cute when he was angry, because as sexy as he was, he was intelligent too, and watching him exercise his vernacular as his plump lips moved about made my dick hard in my seat. Becoming umcomfortable at how aroused I was getting, I placed a hand over his mouth, prompting him to stop.
"I know, I know, you still love me though" I said to him, smiling at him as he exhaled sharply and stared out of the window. Playing with him and annoying him was so fun just to see how upset he'd get, because he knew he couldn't stay mad at me for more than five minutes at a time.
A few minutes into the drive, we came to a red light as a freight train crawled across the road. Looking over, he was still staring out of the window.
"Hey cutie" I called to him. After nudging his shoulder and poking him, I finally saw a smile crack onto the side of his face as he chuckled softly and turned around quickly, looking me in the eye.
"What you want, hot stuff?". The nicknames we had for each other would make anyone swear we were fucking each other's brains out, and here we were, the only one wanting to fuck the other being me.
"I want a hug" I said back, making a baby face and stretching my arms outward towards him. Smiling and blushing a little, he conceded and leaned forward kissing my cheek before wrapping his arms around my neck and hugging me, his soft breath touching my neck and innocently teasing me. I didn't know what was coming over me, but any contact I had with him was sexually stimulating, and I couldn't help but wonder if I was going insane or something.
"Happy now?" He asked as he let go of me, eyeing my face as he spoke. I nodded quickly and blushed slightly, putting the car back into gear and heading down the road as the crossing barriers finally lifted. In no time we were at school, and I sighed internally at the idea of having to come here again. I hated everything about my school, and I was just ready to graduate and spend time with Ken everyday.
"Chris, I forgot but I have to hurry to my first period, I have to present. I'll see you second" he said as he raised onto his tip toes to give me a typical cheek kiss, but this time I didn't tilt my head to see if he'd notice. He didn't, and half of his top and bottom lip made contact with mines as he pecked my face and turned quickly to run to class.
He kissed me, I said to myself. I had no idea why this was so significant now, I mean, him kissing my cheek was something he's done ever since we were kids. He didn't even seem to notice that my lips were in the way, either. Or maybe he did but didn't care. I hoped it was the latter option as I turned to face the entrance doors to the school. Taking a deep breath, I walked in slowly. If I was gonna get through this day without going insane, I'd have to find Matt.
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