I wait in my bed for my erection to go down. I go into my bathroom and stare at myself in the vanity mirror. "What the fuck just happened?" I say quietly. I just completely embarrassed myself in front of my best friend. Maybe he thinks I like him now... Isaiah comes and stands in the door way of the washroom.
"I'm sorry I yelled at you.." He says. He never apologizes for anything, so he must mean it.
"I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have said all that shit." I say and turn around to face him.
"So we cool then?" He asks with a smile then gets up from leaning on the door, to come closer to me.
"C'mon Isaiah..." I whisper and watch him bite his bottom lip. He pulls me closer by the band of my pants. I wouldn't have never let a male do this to me, I don't know what he's doing that's making me freeze up like this.
"You still horny nigga?" He says and chuckles.
"No" I say and squint my eyebrows. I feel my self getting hard and I look down at my pants, then roll my eyes. "Shit.." I say.
He pulls the band on my shorts and looks in my pants. "Yes, you mean."
"A'ight, stop. Please" I say. "I'm not gay.."
"But you don't got to be gay, you just a curious straight boy. You would've already tried to beat my ass if you weren't" He whispers and puts his hands under my shirt. He rubs on me and teases me through my sweats. "I wont tell no body...". He looks at my eyes, then my lips, then he leans in to kiss me.
I move my head though, just in time. "Isaiah, I cant be doing this with you." I say. He sighs and looks at me again. Isaiah has tried many times to get even this close to me, and I never let him. I guess he's taking advantage of the opportunity.
"Just close your eyes or something." He tries again, but I move again.
"Bruh, I'm being serious" I say.
He squints his eyes at me and slowly pulls my pants down. I stare at him and my hands start to sweat. He continues to watch me as he puts his hand down my boxer shorts. "Damn nigga." He says and smiles. He begins to stroke me and kiss my neck softly.
"Shit..." I say under my breath. Small groans slip out of my mouth.
"Boy, you moaning like you ain't never been touched" Isaiah whispers into my neck.
After a minute or two I ask him to stop. "Okay, stop Isaiah" I say and push him off me gently. "Please don't do that again.. I am not gay." I bend over and pull up my pants."Yeah, okay." He says with an annoyed tone in his voice. "You still pretty though lil' boy" He smirks at me.
"Nigga stop calling me pretty."
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Maya
General FictionThey say she has been with everyone on campus, and its only her second year here at Laceyville College. Everyone says she is rude and will only be your friend if you got money, and good looks. Her squad, I swear, they are all a bunch of fine looking...
