Style fanfic

Gay? Gay.

"Well.."
Stan started, he sat up and looked at me.
"Want to test that theory?"
I chuckled a bit.
"Dude, that's super gay."
"Well yea, that's what we're trying to figure out!"
I smiled
"That's true."
We both laughed at that, soon after we looked in each other's eyes. Mine a deep emerald green, and his a dark ocean blue, just like a stormy night.
"We're really doing this, huh"
"..mhm."
"..um..on the count of three?"
"Sure."

"One.."
Took a breath.
"Two.."
Closed my eyes.
"Three.."
Our lips met in a swift movement. It was warm and felt like..Home. Like I was where I wanted to be. Our lips started to move together, like exploring from a close distance. He licked my bottom lip, asking for an entrance. I hesitantly opened the gates so to speak.

Our tongues met, and danced for dominance. Neither of us won the competition and released with a popping noise. "Woah.." he looked to the side in an awkward way. "So..are you gay?"
"Erm..I..I think so..How about you?"
He blushed a light shade of rose, "..same goes.."

We avoided contact for mere seconds then met gazes. "No awkward feelings, right?" Stan asked. "Definitely."
It got dark by then. We got up and brushed ourselves off.

"See you at school tomorrow!"
"See ya!"
We hugged and said our goodbyes like we usually do. Then I treaded the sidewalk to my army green house.