No Homo ~BXB~ (Book 1)

(3) Why am I hard?

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Nolan POV
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When I woke up, Evan was cuddled into my bare chest. His fuzzy hair tickled my chin. I sat up carefully to not wake Evan and check the time on my alarm clock.
10:45 AM
"Wow. Slept late" I murmur. Evan squirms a bit and rolls over in his sleep.
I take this chance to roll out of bed and walk down to the kitchen. I pull on my shirt as I walk in, seeing my brother Mason eating breakfast while my mom was at the stove cooking.
I walk over and peck her on the cheek.
"Morning mum" I say. "Need any help?" I ask as I sit on the table.
"No, in fine hun. How'd you sleep?" She smiles, putting some bacon on a plate beside some eggs and toast. She hands me the plate and I take it and sit beside Mason at the island.
"I saw Evans car in the driveway, he still sleeping?" Mason speaks up through a mouthful of bacon.
I nod.
"Its so late though, is he feeling okay?" He asks.
"Yes, he's fine. We were up late that's all." I say.
Mason wiggles his eyebrows at me and I shove him away, knowing what he's thinking.
"Fuck off."I say. Mom glared at my language and I apologize quietly.
"Don't think I didn't see the cuddling" he murmurs with a smirk.
"MASON SHUT UP." I blush. "NO HOMO YOU ASS"

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EVAN POV
*steam*
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I'm hard.
Why am I hard? It could be morning wood..but I hardly ever get morning wood. Why am I hard? Is it..for Nolan? No. I shouldn't be hard, not for him..I'm not gay?..am I?

I stare down the tent in the blanket, looking around the room in hopes that Nolan wasn't anywhere. He wasn't, in fact I could hear the household downstairs laughing. Thank god.
I can't go down there with this, they may be my second family but that also means it comes with the family teasing.
I stand up, wincing as my jeans brush the tip if my member, and poke my head out the door. The hallway is empty and I breath a sigh of relief as I jog to the bathroom and lock the door behind me.
I sit down on the toilet seat and take a shaky breath.
I need to figure this out.
What's happening to me? Why am I thinking about Nolan this way? I shouldn't be. He's like my damn brother!
What triggered this?...
I'm not gay! I'm not gay! No homo.
Right? No homo..
I snap from my thoughts, finding myself biting my lip to suppress my moans as I stroke my stiff member with care.
His name played over in my mind as I continued, only making me more confused.
Nolan.
Nolan.
Nolan..
Nolan. .
"Nolan" I gasp quietly. My pace quickens as I feel a knot forming in my stomach
"Ah. Oh my go- guh." I moan, massaging the swollen tip of my cock. Precum begins to seep from the tip and I grunt quietly when I cum in my own hand, finishing the job and taking a shaky breath as tears prick my hazel eyes. I wash my hands and sit against the wall, sobbing a bit.
Why. Why..
Why did I do that? Why am I suddenly so attracted to him? What the fuck is wrong with me. This is so fucking wrong.
A knock at the door interrupts my pity party and I look at the door, wiping my eyes on a towel and opening the door.
"Yeah?" I say through the crack.
"Evan? Are you OK?" Mason asks and I swallow.
"Yeah, I'm fine kid, don't worry " I say, forcing a smile.
"OK. Well, mom made you a plate if you want some breakfast. It's on the counter." He smiles. For a 12 year old he's pretty mature if I had to admit.
I nod and he walks down the hall into his bedroom.
I sigh and walk out of the bathroom, knowing what I had to do.
I need to talk to someone, but I doubt she'd be willing to talk to me.
But if she does..it would be a huge help..