Break The Lesbian's Heart [Lesbian Story]

Chapter 13. I kissed a gay ... and I liked it?!

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Darren's POV

I can't believe I'm going to do this! I'm following a gay, and I'm going to kiss him!

I'll kiss Brett hard on the lips for you...

Why did I even say that to Cassie?

Shit!

I never thought she would win, which is why I was so confident to say that. I thought I will be the one celebrating and relaxing right now, while watching her humiliate herself, but it was the other way around.

Now I've learned my lesson.

Shit!

After this, I would play no more games with Cassie.

I took a deep breath and grabbed Brett's hand, just before he reached his motorbike, and pulled him towards me.

This is it.

Oh shit!

All of the things I have done to Cassie are now biting me in the ass.

I saw Brett's eyes widened at my actions, probably surprised that I even followed him, and I felt him shiver at my touch.

I'm enjoying this...

Wait a second.

Why am I enjoying this?!

I swallowed.

I shouldn't be enjoying this...

I have no choice but to do this, so why not enjoy it while doing it, right? In that case, everything would be easy.

Yeah, that's right. I'll just enjoy this and think that Brett is a girl.

I snaked my arms around his waist and pulled him closer to me. I noticed that he swallowed, and then he put both of his hands on my chest.

Yes Darren, think of him as a girl. It'll be easier.

I stared at his green eyes, and I suddenly realized that they are the greenest of all the green that I've ever seen; his eyes are so beautiful. Then I stared at his nose with so much fascination, because they are perfect, unlike mine which has been crooked because of the fights I've been on. Also, his lips are so pink, they look so kissable.

What?!

What am I thinking?!

I shook my head.

It's time to do what I have to do...

I put one of my hands at the back of his head, then I closed my eyes and kissed him.

Think of him as a girl, Darren. Think of him as a girl.

No matter how hard I tried to do that, all I could see in my mind is Brett's face; his eyes, his nose, his hair, especially his lips.

Shit!

Am I gay?

No. I'm not gay.

This is just all for that stupid punishment and nothing else.

I felt his hands made their way towards my neck, and into my hair. Then he gripped it and pulled at it, making me groan.

I kissed him, and he kissed me back. Our lips were moving in sync, and our hands were roaming around each other's body. I nipped at his lower lip and I sucked it, waiting for him to open up for me. When I was getting impatient because he's denying me access, I licked his lips, demanding for entrance. Again, he denied my silent request.

I groaned, and pinched his ass at the same time I bit his lips, making him gasp.

I smiled.

Got you!

I let my tongue enter his mouth and explore it. Then, much to my annoyance, he started to fight for dominance.

No!

Our tongues fought for dominance, sliding at each other, licking, and tasting the other. But in the end, I won.

The kiss continued until he pulled -- hard -- at my hair, making me pull away from him. He put his forehead on my chest, and he was panting. Actually, we were both panting. His arms were still snaked at my neck, while mine were at his waist.

"Wow." he whispers. "I didn't expect it would be that amazing."

"Me too." I said.

Then, it was like I was splashed with cold water, because I realized what I have said. So, I pulled away from him.

He looked at me with this look of hurt, and I actually wanted to pull him close to me again, but I refrained myself from doing so.

This is just because of the punishment, and nothing else.

"It's getting late Brett, you should go home." I said. "Drive safely."

Ignoring Brett's look of hurt, and Cassie's look of sadness, I walked away and went inside my house, and into my room.

Closing the door, I leaned against it, while thinking of four things...

First of all... Why did Cassie look so sad back there? Shouldn't she be happy because I did the punishment?

Secondly... While kissing Brett, I didn't think of him as a girl. Instead, I pictured him as he is. Why?

Thirdly... Why did I like the kiss? Why did I think of it as the best kiss I've ever had?

Lastly, and most importantly...

Am I gay?!

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I'm so sorry! (//^\\) I suck at writing kissing scenes. *hides behind a bush* Don't throw tomatoes at me!