One day Kellin was skipping around a golf ball field when he saw Vic. His beautiful hair was blowing in the wind, and the suns was illuminating his tan skin. Kellin had to have him.
Pushing his black hair over his shoulder, he swaggered over to Vic, and hugged him, pulling their chests together. Vic was taken aback at first, but then he decided that he thought Kellin was hot as well.
Without second thought, the smaller man crashed his lips to the others, and slipped his tongue between his lips. Their tongues battled for dominance, Vic ultimately winning.
Remembering that they were in the middle of a soccer field, Kellin whisked Vic to the benches, pushing him down and hovering over the older boy's body. Their lips reconnected, and their tongues regained their battle for dominance.
Vic hastily tore off Kellin's pants, Kellin doing the same to his. Vic positioned himself in front of Kellin's entrance and plunged in, each of them moaning.
It had been two weeks since their encounter, and Kellin and Vic haven't spoken since. It wasn't until lunch that Friday that Kellin approached Vic, fear in his eyes.
"Uh... Vic?" he asked, his voice quiet and shy. Vic looked up quizzically. confused at what was happening.
"Vic, I'm pregnant," admitted Kellin, As he thrust his hands into his face, afraid of what Vic would do.
Vic s was still for a moment, then placed his hand under Kellin's chin, pulling it up.
Then, whispering into his ear he muttered a silent 'gaybies' and engulfed the other in a hug.
