Perfect (bxb)

Perfect *1*

"I came out. I... I actually came out. I did it! I like big cocks and I cannot lie! Kyle, you don't understand how it feels like to know, you can fuck some random guy, while your parents are at home!", my best friend Jordan exclaims as he walks straight towards me with a big ass grin plastered on his ugly face. Just joking, he really is prett- handsome! NOT pretty, I do NOT consider any guy pretty. They may be handsome, but still super gross. 

Yea, gross, they scare the shit out of me with their big and crooked noses like seriously get a nose job or hide that ugly cucumber of yours! Nobody wants to see that kind of shit! I shudder as the image of a guy, whom we all know as 'shark', pops up in my mind, because every time he swims on his back his nose looks like the fin of a shark. It's kinda hilarious. 

But back to Jordan, he's as straight as Harry Styles' hair and basically represents the stereotype of a gay guy. He may not wear pink all the time or act like a girl, but well... it's still very obvious, that he's gay. I'm not saying, that a guy, who wears pink, is always gay though or that a very feminine acting boy is homosexual. It's just the common belief. I don't want to upset anyone, but someone, who's not straight, tends to give off some kind of aura. It really doesn't matter, if he seems stereotypical or not. My gaydar is just one of a kind, even if I don't need it. Girls are incredibly hot.

"I don't want to be a party pooper, but I am not gay nor bisexual nor bicurious nor pansexual nor anything else, that's not straight, so I don't even want to get it on with a guy and therefore I really don't understand this certain feeling of yours. I'm genuinely happy for you though. I just don't want to have a dick, which is not mine, in my mouth -it would be pretty awesome, if I'd be able to suck myself off by the way- or anywhere near my body, BUT I really am excited, that you are now a proud and loud out of the closet homosexual!", I tell him. He jumps on my back and shouts in my ear:

"Guess who I'm gonna seduce next? That's right, your innocent older brother. Dean doesn't have a clue what's gonna happen to him, but he'll like it. I picture him as the masochistic type of guy. He'll sure as hell scream out of pleasure, while I'm spanking him with that nice spiked paddle, I bought on amazon the other day. Just think of it-" I interrupt his perverted runt about my brother by using my elbow, which hit him in the ribs, which lead to him falling off of me and him nearly kissing the ground. But fortunately for the floor that didn't happen.

While Jordan yells at me for his now dirty clothes, yeah, the floor is that dirty, just like my mind -Hah, I'm so funny, but nobody witnessed my joke -that's just plain sad-, Jake Fullbuster enters the school.

Let me tell you something about Jake. He's one of those good for nothing bad boys, who think it's funny to mess with the weaker, but I happen to save every single one of them from his pathetic punches. Every time I do that, he looks a little more submissive to me, like he needs someone strong to take responsibility for him and teach him how to treat his fellow human beings. I want to be that person for him, although that's probably just my helper syndrome speaking.

It's ridiculous to see someone like him submitting to me, but to be honest I enjoy every second of it, the rush of power, which he willingly gives to me. He makes me want to push him on the ground and violate him in the worst way possible... sexually. But that's perfectly normal... right? Every human being questions his sexuality at one point or another, but I'm 99% percent sure, I like vagina and boobs, not a flat chest and a gross cock. It's just a phase. I just have to wait it out and everything's gonna remain the same. No changes, especially not in my sexuality! I'm feeling perfectly comfortable with how things are right now.

"What are you staring at?" Jordan follows my gaze, which is directed at Jake, and as he catches sight of him he looks back at me and smirks like a Cheshire Cat. "What do you plan on doing to him today? Wanna make him writhe in pain underneath you... or do you want to pleasure him instead of hurting him?" He wiggles his eyebrows at me, which irritates me. Why can't he accept, that I'm heterosexual and not willing to change that -he doesn't need to know about my current confusion and uncertainty-?