Gay. (Royce)

Chapter 28.

Jacob sat at home near a mad Harry. Jacob had to think about something to make him feel good. Jacob looked at Harry and laid his hand on Harry's lap. Harry looked at Jacob, the anger fading away.

"What'cha doing?" He said, staring at Jacob's hand.

Jacob moved his hand up until it touched Harry's member. Harry moved Jacob's hand away. Jacob grinned, lust evident in his eyes. Harry couldn't tear his eyes away from Jacob's.

"I'm tryna pleasure you." He grinned. "Shut up."

Jacob slowly slid his warm hand inside Harry's sweatpants. He felt Harry twitch a little. He pulled out his almost fully hard member and started to stroke it. Harry's mouth slightly opened and he threw his head back.

"Uh." He groaned. "Fuck."

"You like that?" Jacob grinned. "You want me to go faster?"

"Yes!" He growled. "Fuck, do it harder."

Jacob didn't do it though. He still went slow. Harry lifted his bum off the couch and started pumping his member in Jacob's hand. Jacob bit his lip at the sight.

"I'm so close." Harry groaned. "Oh my-"

"Harry?" A voice said behind him.

Imani was standing behind them for a while. Harry instantly got soft in Jacob's hand. He put himself away and got up.

"It wasn't like that." Harry said. "I-"

"You don't have to explain to me." She laughed. "Y'all cool, just lock the door next time."

She grabbed the Hot Topic bag and handed it to Harry and Jacob.

"I got y'all some stuff." She said. "What y'all want for dinner?"

"We can....order out." Jacob said, guilty. "I'll pay?"

"It's whatever." She shrugged.

She really didn't care. She lost all feelings for Harry. Harry watched her walk past them and Jacob looked at Harry.

"Please don't be mad at me?" Jacob said. "I'm sorry."

"It's cool." He lied. "I'm gonna go lay down."

"No, please don't. I don't do good with that shit." Jacob said, standing up. "Harry, I'm attracted to you."

"....."

"Harry." Jacob sighed. "It ain't nothing like that. I just wanna fuck the shit outta you."

Jacob grinned and winked at Harry. Harry wasn't gay, but he couldn't fight the urges Jacob brought out of him. He couldn't lie.

He wanted to fuck Jacob, just as much as Jacob wanted to fuck him.

Meanwhile, where was Chresanto? He was with a family in Southeast Asia. They found him in a bush off the coast of the Beaten Path. They lived in a shack on the beach. The woman's name was Iris and her daughter's name was Adiyah. Adiyah means Light. Adiyah was a year older than the now 20 year old Chresanto. Iris was her mother, who was 34. They took him in when they saw how helpless he was by himself.

"Chresanto." Adiyah smiled. "Come with me to the river to gather some berries and fish."

"Sure." He smiled.

He has been living with this family for a while. It's been almost three months. That's when he last sent a letter to Jacob.

The two walked down the Sandy trail. Chresanto had on shorts and no shirt. He had a couple of tattoos. He walked with Adiyah and touched her hair.

"So you're meaning to tell me that you really use berries to make your hair this red?" He asked Adiyah. "It's so vibrant."

"Yes!" She laughed, smacking his hand away. "What the hell?"

"Sorry." He chanted. "I can't believe it."

"You're such a lame." She smiled in a Indian accent. "Stupid."

Chresanto laughed and she looked at his fangs. They made him really attractive. Chresanto was very insecure about his skin, compared to hers. She had no acne, but he had tons of it.

"Do you have anything to help take this acne off my face?" He said in an embarrassed tone. "I can't stand it."

"Well, I use the sap from the tree by the shack." She said. "It really helps with my skin."

"Thanks." He blushed. "So, hand me the hook and string."

She handed it to him and sat next to hi to hold the bucket. Chresanto got a stick and tied it to the end. He walked along side the river and dug his hand in the dirt.

"Got some worms." He laughed. "Here, pu-Oh."

He saw Adiyah's boyfriend, John. He was buff and kinda reminded him of Jacob Latimore. He rolled his eyes and faked a grin.

"Wassup?" John smiled.

"Nothing." Chresanto said in a blunt tone. "I'm catching some fish."

John snatched the fishing rod out his hand and threw it in the water. He automatically caught some fish. He threw it in the bucket and smiled.

"There you go." He smiled. "Bye."

He lifted up Adiyah and they left. Chresanto rolled his eyes and huffed. He missed Jacob so much. He started tearing up at the thought of Jacob. He really needed to find a way to get to America as soon as possible.

Before it was too late.