Falling In (boyxboy)

Ch 3

And now more recent events. I LOVE YOU NOLAN BBY. I DONT KNOW IF YOURE READING THIS, BUT IF YOU ARE, DONT HURT ME.

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**Freshman Year**

**Nate's P.O.V**

I woke up next to Bradley. He's been sleeping over at my house ever sense he came out to his parents. His dad didn't take it very well and hit him so I brought Bradley back to my house and he's been here ever sense.

My parents doesn't mind. They love Bradley, not as much as I do of course.

"Wake up!" I pushed him off of me which may or may not have caused him to fall off of the bed. He hit the floor with a loud thud that was loud enough to wake up the entire neighborhood.

"I hate you so much." He mumbled as he crawled back onto the bed. I climbed on top of him and sat on his stomach. I started poking at his cheeks but he kept swatting my hands away.

"Wake up ugly. We have school." I leaned down and placed a small kiss on his lips. He responded by pulling my face back down to his and kissing me again, this time a lot more passionate.

I shifted positions so that I was laying on top of him. My hands tangled themselves into his hair while his roamed freely on my back. I took my lips off of his and started placing kisses down his neck and stopped at his collarbone. I worked my way back up to his lips and kissed him again before I hopped off and changed my cloths.

"Strip for me baby!" Bradley sat up and watched me as I took off my shirt and replaced it with a clean one. "You have to change your boxers too! They're really dirty and you can't wear dirty boxers to school. It's socially unacceptable." He winked and watched me even more intently.

I rolled my eyes and took them off. His eyes roamed over my bare butt and he blushed. I grabbed a clean pair out of the drawer and put them on. Bradley pouted which caused me to laugh.

That's one thing I like about our relationship. We look but don't touch. Bradley and I have been together almost a year and no blow jobs, no hand jobs, no sex. All we've done is kiss and cuddle. Sure, we've come close to doing stuff plenty of times, but one of us always chickens out which is perfectly fine. I would rather save the sexual stuff for when we're both ready.

"Your turn darling!" I jumped onto my bed, my head landing on Bradley's knee. He brushed my hair out of my face and kissed my cheek.

He got up and took his shirt off. I let my eyes trail up and down his bare torso. My Bradley is beautiful. His skin is perfect, his arms are perfect, his everything is perfect.

"I love you." I whispered as he searched through my closet for something to wear. He turned around and smiled at me with a slight blush creeping onto his cheeks.

"I love you too." He pulled on a shirt and quickly changed his boxers and pants. "How long do we have?"

"Like five minutes." I opened my arms for him to hug me, but instead he laid down and dragged me down with him. "Close enough." I laughed and stared into his pretty blue green eyes.

"I'm hungry." His face was nuzzled into my neck so his words came out muffled but still comprehensible.

I nodded in agreement and jumped off the bed once again. I held out my hand for him.

We slowly made our way down to the kitchen to find my dad and step mom eating. They glanced up at us with smiles on each of their faces. "Boys?" dad set down the newspaper he was reading and looked at me and Bradley.

"What?"

"Nathan, you're mother is coming here for dinner tonight." My step mom rolled her eyes but continued to quietly drink her coffee.