What My Best Friend Doesn't Know (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Eight: Ryan

When I walk through the door, my mom was sitting at the kitchen table. I immediately knew I was in trouble. She was sitting, facing the door with her arms crossed over her chest. What did I do this time? 

"I got a call from one of your friend's mom," She said, "Yesterday before lunch he said he saw you being yanked into the bathroom by James. When he looked in their James had you pinned to the wall like you were about to kiss. Do you want to explain?" 

 I furrowed my brows, "Wait, you don't actually think I'm gay do you?" 

"I'm not sure. You tell me," She says. 

I pinch the bridge of my nose, "No, I'm not gay. James pulled me into the bathroom because he thought I was acting strange and wanted to know what was wrong. He had me pinned to the wall because he thought I would walk out if he didn't. Besides, would it matter if I was? I'm still your son." That was a dangerous statement, and my the look on her face I can tell it was not the right thing to say. 

"Ryan, I know you've read the Bible. Gays are going to hell, and every supporter is too. I don't want you to go to Hell, honey. Maybe I should send you to a Bible camp during spring break. Maybe that'll make you understand how terrible their kind is," My mom says. Is she being serious. 

I groan, "Mom, It's not a big deal. It's 2017 who cares?" 

"I do!" She shouts. 

"Well you shouldn't!" I shout back. 

She set her jaw, "Go to your room." 

"Mom-" 

"Now!" 

I drag my backpack with me up the stairs and to my bedroom. I slowly close the door, and throw my backpack on the floor in front of my bed. I don't see what the big deal is. I mean, i get it. My mom is a Bible thumper, who listens to everything the Bible says. But no matter who you love, you're still human, so why does it even matter? Maybe I only feel this strongly about it because I think I'm starting to have feeling for James. When we kissed, it was pure bliss. I've never felt that way when kissing girls. it felt right. Maybe that's why I'm so passionate about this topic. 

My mom comes into my room, and throws a Bible on my bed, "Read the booked mark page. maybe it'll help make you right in the head again." She leaves and slams my door in the process. 

I open to the page she bookmarked. There was a verse underlined. Leviticus 18:22, "Do not have sexual relations with a man as one does with a woman; that is detestable." 

Wow, one whole line. Because my mind totally changed (note the sarcasm). I groan, and get my phone out of my pocket and call James. 

"Hey! What did your mom want?" He asked as soon as he answers the phone. 

"Someone called my mom and told her about you pushing me into the bathroom and pinning me to the wall yesterday. They thought we were going to kiss, and my mom just grilled me about being gay," I say. 

"Oh shit. You okay?" He asks. 

"Yeah, I'm fine. I argues with her about what the big deal was, then she sent me to my room. She talked about sending me to a Bible camp over spring break to make me believe what she does. Then she came into my room, and threw a Bible on my bed. She told me to read the bookmarked lines. It was Leviticus 18:22." 

"The no having a relationship with a man like you do with a woman line?" He asked. 

"Yeah," I reply. 

"I hate this town. Why can't anyone just be accepting anymore?" 

"I don't know, James. It sucks," I sigh. 

"Hey, I'm going to go to sleep. Are you picking us up tomorrow?" He asks. 

"Yeah. See you in the morning." He hangs up. 

Soon after, I drift off as well. 
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The next morning after I showered, I walked downstairs. I note on the table told me that my mom had gone to work early. I made myself a bowl of cereal, and ate quickly, then grabbed my bag, and ran out the door. 

When I arrived at James's house, I had to honk the horn three times before James came running out. 

"Where's Rosie?" I ask. 

"Sick," he replies slightly out of breath. His face was tinged red as well. He had his bag over his lap, and I started putting two and two together. 

I chuckled, "Having fun before I got here?" 

He groaned, "Shut up." 

I drove to school, but eventually my mind started to wander. I started thinking about James in his room. In his bed. Touching himself. Before I know it  I have a situation going on below the belt. I curse silently to myself. 

James looked over at me, shifting in my seat to try and calm myself down. He laughed. 

"Now who' the one having fun?" He teased. 

"Shut up," I hiss as I pull into the parking lot. I pull into my parking spot, and before I can get out, he grabs my hand. 

"Wh-" I start to say, but before I can finish he presses his lips to mine. Thank the lord for tinted windows. I sink into the kiss, and lean forward a bit to be closer to him. 

He reaches his hand over me, and wraps his arm around my waist. I climb over the middle, and sit down on top of him in the passenger seat. We continue to kiss, and he slides his hands under my shirt, as I tangle mine in his hair. I move my lips from his and kiss down his jaw and neck. He hisses sharply when my lips attach to his collarbone. His hand moves down my body until he reaches the bulge in my pants. What the hell was happening here?

He starts to stroke me through my pants, and I lay my head down on his shoulder, because of how good this feels. 

He starts stroking faster, and my breathing soon quickens. I feel the hot feeling growing in my stomach. 

"James," I say breathe. 

"It's fine," He says, "Do it." 

I soon feel myself release into my pants, and let out a moan that is muffled in James's neck. I soon come down from my high, and look up at James. Then, I look down, and notice his very noticeable bulge. 

I lay my head back down on his shoulder, but let my hand trail down to his lap. I start to rub the bulge in his pants, and he starts making sounds of pleasure. Soon after that, he lets out a loud moan releasing in his pants, and I clap my other hand over his mouth to quiet it.  He sinks back into the seat, and I still lay on him. 

"What just happened?" He asked breathlessly. 

I shrug. I look at the time, and school starts in less than 5 minutes, "We better clean up fast." 

I get into my duffel bag and find my gym shorts. I quickly change into them, after cleaning myself, and I see James doing the same. We both run into school just as the bell rings telling us to go to Homeroom. 
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A/N
So I leave for vacation today. Expect another update on the 25th or 26th.I made this chapter extra good, so it'll hold well for when I update next. :)