Handcuffed To A Gay Guy

Chapter 27 - The Fight

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Ray's Pov

Sometimes life is so unfair.

"Give me back my shirt, you asshole!" I screamed at Ash who was currently wearing my shirt that is my personal favourite. And did I mention that he looks particularly good in it? Yeah, I did now.

Ash crossed his arms over his chest and pouted at me. He wasn't wearing any pants since my shirt was so big on him. It reached to his lower thighs. And well, I was drooling all over him without making it obvious.

"It's my favourite shirt!" I yelled at him. He didn't budge. "Please," I whined.

He shook his head. "I like it too. And it makes great pajamas. I don't have to wear pants anymore at home."

"Well, why can't you wear your own shirt then? It's small for you, yeah, and will show off your entire lower body. Hey... I don't think I mind that."

Ash blushed so hard, I thought his face might explode. I started laughing at him which only made him glare at me.

"It's not funny!" he shouted at me but he had this playful glint in his eyes that said that he wasn't really angry with me. Relief coursed through me as I realized that.

"So, can I get back my shirt now?" I pleaded.

"Nope," he replied. He looked straight into my eyes and I could feel his eyes burning holes into mine.

"I'll give you anything."

That seemed to catch his attention. He took a deep breath and said it. "Will you have sex with me?"

I lost all the playfulness I had before. I turned away from him and clenched my hands into fists. I didn't like turning my back on Ash but it had to be done. So, I forced my legs to move and walked out on him.

Ash didn't talk to me for the rest of the day.

He looked pretty upset about what I had done. But I had my reasons. It wasn't that I didn't want him. I wanted him so badly, sometimes it hurt not to kiss him every moment of my life. The thing is, I didn't think Ash was ready for it. Or the real reason behind it, I wasn't ready for sex yet.

I had never had sex before. Hell, I had never kissed a guy or a girl before Ash. All the pleasure I kept giving him was the only things I knew about sexual pleasure. Kissing, sucking and biting and all that. I didn't know how it would be. 

I know it's a pretty lame excuse but I seriously wasn't ready to get inside Ash. I was afraid. Of hurting me and him in the process. And there was also this thing that Ash was raped by at least five people more than thrice. How could he live with that? How could he forget about being raped so badly and just think of having sex with me? 

I can't do this. I'm scared.

I smashed my hand on the table and felt the wood crack and break down to the floor. I felt nothing. I had expected the physical pain to keep away the knowledge that I was scared. Scared of... sex. Being top. 

"Ray?" I perked up when I heard someone call my name but it wasn't who I wanted it to be. It was Miles. Come to think of it, I haven't seen Miles in a long while. Suddenly he just seemed so beautiful to the eye. His brown hair had water droplets sliding down its strands like he had just taken a shower. And he was only wearing some jeans showing off his perfect abs.