Is He... Gay!? (boyxboy)

Chapter 28

You really thought I would finish this story there? HA!

*Grant's POV*

I woke up the next morning and felt a weight on my chest. The bright morning sun was coming through the open curtains and I had to squint from going blind. I kept my eyes closed but ran my hand down James' back. I smiled, knowing that it was in fact James and not Kyle.

He shifted, placing his hand o my left shoulder and his head on my right. I pulled him closer and kissed his forehead. I never thought that this day would come. Well, last night really.

It was like a fucking fairytale and I never wanted our story to end.

I closed my eyes and the images started flowing back to my head.

"Harder Grant, please!", James screamed as I thrusted into him, biting my lip.

My hands on his waist making sure he stays with my rhythm.

His beautiful face was painted in lust and I couldn't get enough.

"Grant, I'm gonna-", his head flew back and his hips jumped forward making me bury myself inside him.

"Fuck James!", I yelled his name as I released, legs buckling from the intensity.

I continued to pump into him knowing he was near; I wanted to see his face.

I watched as his mouth flew open and his moans became screams once more; finally releasing.

I collapsed on top of him and he wrapped his shaky limbs around my body.

"I love you James.", I said, still trying to catch my breath.

I get no response and see that he's already fast asleep.

"Grant, can you stop staring at me. It's been like 3 minutes of me trying to pretend to be asleep.", His words pulled me from my thoughts making me smile.

"I was only thinking about last night.", I respond looking down at him.

He looks at me skeptically, "what are you talking about?"

I stare at him, "what we did last night... you know... us doing it?"

"Grant, we didn't have sex last night", he responds and laughs.

Well I guess I had a wild dream last night.

I laugh, "Well... you begged for it".
"Shut up! Oh my god Grant", He gives me a devil eye, "Can you not be a perv this early in the morning?"

"I am not a perv! You wanted it just as much as I did.", I say making him blush.

"No I didn't", he says looking away. I know he's lying, he initiated the whole thing... in my dream. Either way, he would have wanted it.

"Oh really? Well, that's not what your little buddy said last night. Matter of fact, he was saying a whole lot of other things like 'Omg, grant yes! Fu-"

"LALALALAALALALALALAAL SHUTUP NO DIDN'T HAPPEN", He gets off the bed yelling, covering his ears and walks out of the room.

"Hey buddy! You don't have any clothes on!", I laugh. He runs back in and grabs a handful of clothes and runs back out.

I shake my head, deciding this is the perfect time to make breakfast.

I decide on making waffles with sausage and eggs. I make the best fucking gas in the worlds. Like, if there was an egg making competition I would definitely win.

After about 30 minutes of cooking, I hear James coming out of the bathroom. He walks into the kitchen in my shirt and his boxers (which are pretty tight btw), and his hair is all disheveled making him look fucking delicious.

"Hey babe", I say smiling, "how was the shower?"

"Ew, don't call me babe... it's weird", he says taking a seat at the table.
I hand him a plate of food and make my way over to my seat with my own.

"Why not? I like it", I respond chewing on my eggs.

"Because I'm not your babe until you break up with Kyle.", he says crossing his arms.
I sigh and look away. I don't want to hurt Kyle in any way. He's been the best guy to me and all I did was ignore his love. He doesn't deserve to be hurt.

"Yeah okay.", I say looking down at my plate.

"Yeah okay what?", he says. I can feel his glare on my head.

"I'll... I'll break up with him", I respond lifting my head and meeting his eyes. He squints and then sighs.

"I know you don't want to hurt him Grant. You don't want to hurt anyone but if you want me... all of me then that's what has to happen. I don't need anything to put me back at that place.", he finishes casting his eyes to the side.

"I know James. I will".

But deep down I just don't know.