The Twins And Me (BoyxBoyxBoy)

Double Marked

It was pure ecstasy. 

The wind whipped against my flushed face and blowing my hair in every direction. 

Jay was leaning forward, edging the motorcycle on, becoming one with the machine. 

I had my legs clenched and thighs squeezed against him for fear of falling off. 

We were flying down the roads of the small town, trees and houses becoming one in the massive blur. I refused to focus my eyes on one thing, to try and make something out from the mess. It was all part of the aesthetic. Focusing would only bring me back down to earth. And I enjoyed staying on my little planet that consisted of me pressed up against Jay's warm back, his musky cologne and natural smell surrounding me. 

And then it ended before it even started. I felt deprived, itching to beg to continue the drive and go off into the sunset. 

My body was tired from all the emotional stress it had gone through and my limbs felt heavy as I dragged myself off the bike and away from Jay's personal space. 

We had parked outside a local pizza place. It was one of the more expensive ones and I mentally calculated how much money I had in my wallet and if it would be enough. 

But ohhh my goddddd did the pizza smell amazing. 

I was already frothing at the mouth when we walked through the double doors, certain the drool was dribbling down the side of my chin. 

Jay ushered me inside and out of the cold, placing a warm hand on the small of my back. 

I had read enough trashy romance novels to understand what that meant. He was placing his claim on me, that I was his. 

The hand never left even as we continued our way to a free booth. 

Some heads turned t the sight of us, two males walking down the aisle together. 

Was this how I wanted to officially out myself to the public? 

While the pizza here was expensive, that didn't stop kids from my school going, nor did it prevent family friends to have a meal. Our town was small, the population barely average for America. Resulting in us all being close. It was impossible to walk down the street without recognizing at least one person. 

I liked to think that I knew myself and my anxiety quite well by now. 

And I knew I couldn't handle the stress of coming out. 

I quickened my strides, Jay's hand falling away as I rushed ahead, thanking my lucky stars that the booth was close by. It was small, so we would have to sit across from each other as we ate. 

If only I had looked back at Jay's face, I might have noticed the slight hardening of the muscles and the end of his lips turn down into a frown. 

I slid right to the edge of the worn leather couch, pressing my shoulder up against the window. Jay reluctantly sat down brushing his knee against mine in the process. But his knee never quelled the brushing while he was sitting and reading the menu. 

I consulted mine, considering the prices and finally settling on a plain and simple pepperoni. 

Jay called the waitress over when he verified that I had chosen. 

She sauntered over, popping bubble gum in her mouth as she adjusted her shirt, pulling it lower to expose more of her boobs while eyeing Jay. 

"Hi there!" I hated her peppy attitude already.