I kiss boys

Movies, food, and daddy

Ashtyn's pov

     I could smell the food from a mile away and hear Zen's footsteps stomping down the hall. I decided to just pretend I was still sleeping and see if Zen would wake me up or just selfishly eat all the food by himself. You know just normal things people do to test how meaningful their friendships are. When the door swung open and I heard the rustling of bags followed by the door being slammed shut again I tightly closed my eyes to keep me from sneaking a peek at Zen.
"Ashtyn? Wake up." Zen had walked over to the bed and poked my shoulder. When I didn't move and Zen didn't say anything else I figured he had given up on waking me up that quickly. However, when I felt Zen sliding into the bed and pressing his now clothes less body up against my back, it took everything in me not to react. What was he doing? His hand found its way on my back and it trailed down to my boxers. When I felt Zen's leg move I could feel the boxer material on his own body, which was a relief to me. Zen pushed his leg in between both of mine and kept moving it higher until he reach my little friend. At the same time he had wrapped his hand around my chest and trailed it up and down. I couldn't hold back my gasp. Or my little friend getting excited. Why was he excited?? I mean I know I'm openly gay and that I don't get much action, but seriously Zen's my friend. Am I that desperate. When Zen heard my gasp he pulled back and let out and evil chuckle.
"Someone's awake now, huh?" His lip curved into a sly smile. He was the devil. The literal freaking devil. How could he trick my little friend into thinking he was about to have some fun. Cruel, just cruel. Zen slid off the bed and tugged on his shirt again, forgetting about putting his pants on as well.
"You're a horrible person. I'm sure you already know that though." I couldn't help but let out a small laugh when he looked at me with an evil expression.
"What movies did you get?" I turned around yawning and searching for the food with my eyes. Zen turned around to the pile of movies on the desk. He grabbed them and tossed them on to the bed.
"Look at them yourself." He said while eyeing the food that he bought. I slide the blanket off my body and stretched trying to make my body get out of sleep mode.
A few hours later Zen and I had successfully binged all five movies he bought and finished the food in record time. Once again we were bored.
"Ash, lets go get some air. You haven't been outside all day." I groaned and threw my feet and arms around throwing a tantrum.
"Daddy, don't make me go outside! All the kids make fun of me when I try to play outside. They say I'm too pale for anyone to love me." I let out a childish scream that I have heard way too many times when I lived back home with my three younger brothers. My baby sister was always an angel and never cried or threw an unnecessary tantrum. The only time I ever saw her act up a bit was when I was leaving for college. She wrapped herself around my right leg and wouldn't let go. I really do miss my family.
"Daddy loves you even if you're pale." Zen laughed after he said his response. Probably because it was funny to him that he was being called Daddy but not by someone he's going to sleep with. "Come on, Ash. Let's go outside." I sighed but got up out of the bed and made my way to the closet to put on some clothes. Zen and I headed out to do god knows what. If anything we'll probably end up girl shopping for Zen. He has to flirt with at least ten girls a day in order to keep his player stereotype. I drank some Starbucks while watching Zen work his magic on these poor girls. They were drawn to him like flies are drawn to trash. That's pretty accurate. I'm sure I'll be stuck in this Starbucks for awhile. Thank you Zen for forcing me to go out so I can watch you flirt with every single girl you see. I'm not gonna lie, it kinda hurts my heart to see him making all these girls smile at him knowing that none of them are meant for him.