No Homo ~BXB~ (Book 1)

(10) He let me..

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EVAN POV
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"Y-you..have an erection." I murmur, my eyes never leaving the tent in Nolan's jeans which seems to only get bigger with every passing moment . He blushes an looks down at the mattress.
"Y-yeah...well..u-uhm. So- so do you." He says and I tense up.
"No shit." I mutter.
It goes quiet again and I swallow audibly which is the only thing that breaks the silent, though only for a moment.
My phone buzzes on  the bedside table and I grab it, wincing when my hard on suddenly rubs against my boxers. I bite my lip to suppress a moan and glare when Nolan smirks at me in amusement.
"Fuck off." I say.

1 new message from:
_fucking._.heather_

I'm fine now. I'm sorry I was such an asshole earlier. Thankyou for helping me, and Nolan too. Have a good night.

I begin typing out a response to her.

Evan.Billard: that's good. I'm glad you're ok :) Mind telling me the injuries?

The dots that show that she's typing pop up a few moments later.

_fuckong._.heather_: 3 cracked ribs and two sprained. No internal bleeding, the blood might have just been a broken tooth.

Smiling, I put my phone down and look at Nolan. He's sitting on the windowsill and looking outside.
"What are you doing?" I ask.
He looks at me.
"Nothing." He says. "You should go to sleep, you're exhausted."
I smile slightly.
"I was, but now I'm awake," I say. He smirks.
"Do you know what time it is?' He asks me in a matter-of-fact tone of voice.
" No. What time is it?" I ask. I stand to go and sit beside him on the windowsill and he moves to make room.
"It's 6:45 in the morning, Ev, we need to sleep." He says. I choke.
"Did we really not sleep at all tonight?" I ask and he nods.
"Well yeah, the party almost went on all night and Heather got hurt at 4:30 and we were at the hospital with her for nearly two hours. We've been awake all night." He says.
I shrug.
"No regrets," I smirk and he chuckles.
"I can't believe you gave me a boner," Nolan says suddenly and I choke, blushing a deep red. I topple off the side of the windowsill onto the floor laughing so hard that it pains me.
"YOU BLUNT FUCK" I yell. He smirks and leans over so his face was up close to mine.
"That's me~" he purrs. The sudden huskiness of his voice startles me and causes the blood to rush to my cheeks all over again.
His hands come down with a thump on either side of my face and he's suddenly closer than before. His faint alcohol breath stung my nose but I ignored it and stare into his steely eyes.
Emotions swirled around in them, but I mainly noticed lust. This was new, sure I've seen lust in his eyes before but that was always with his past girlfriends or fuck-buddies.
He's never been lustful with a guy. He's straight...
Maybe he's just...horny?
Yeah, that's it. It's his sex drive. He's just horney...
He suddenly pushes his lips into mine and I gasp at the force he used.
My eyes flutter closed and I find myself slipping hands around his neck and pushing against his lips hungrily.
His hands slip up my torso and his fingers trace over the dips in my abs.
It sends tingles up my spine, nearly making me moan.
He slowly crawls down from the windowsill and I prop myself up into a sitting position. He pulls away for a split second and his lips trail down my jaw like to my neck, where he attacks it with little nips and kisses.
His lips abuse this spot for a while, causing small moans and whines of pleasure slip from my lips.
He smirks against my skin before attacking my now kiss-swollen lips again.
I was so hard. So, so hard, and it nearly hurt.
I could feel him as well, pushing into my upper thigh.
"N-Nolan..le-let me.." I pant.
"What? Let you what?~" he teases against my lips.
My palm fly's up and touches the bulge in his boxers and he tenses up and moans loudly.
"L-let me pleasure you~," I say. He nods shyly and I smirk as my palm begins pushing in circles on his member.
He leans against the wall, gripping the plush carpet as I lean closer.
I continue my actions, increasing speed slowly as I lean into his lips again. By this point, I have no control of my actions and I'm simply driven by lust, much like him.
Nolan moans against my lips and I groan when his large hand suddenly grips my erect member and begins rubbing me through my jeans.
"Ev...i-I'm gonna. Gah~" he moans breathlessly.
"M-me too." I groan. I feel my load coming and I let out a large breath as I come into my boxers.
Looks like I'm doing laundry for two tomorrow...
Nolan comes with a loud, husky moan and puts his head against the wall, panting.
I do the same, leaning against the bedframe.
Its quiet for quite a while, both of us just trying to catch our breath, and I stare at him.
He can't be straight. There's no way.
Nolan's eyes suddenly shot open and he scrambles up, clutching his hair.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST DO." He yells and I jump.
"Helped me? I know for a fact now that I'm-" I start as I joke, hoping to calm him.
He turns, a scared and slightly angered expression on his face as he jabs a finger at me.
"Shut up! Shut. Up." He spits and I blink.
"Nolan i-"
"No!" He yells, grabbing his clothes and phone and backing towards the door. I reach out towards him, hoping to stop him from leaving.
He smacks my hand away.
"Don't touch me. Don't. Fucking. Touch me." He spits. I stare at him, blinking back tears.
"I don't want your gay rubbing off on me." He growls. "I'm sleeping on the couch. Don't try and talk to me."
I stare at him, my hazel eyes stinging from the tears that wanted to fall, and I nod as he walks out and heads down the stairs, slamming the door behind him. Once he's gone and I'm alone in my room again, I break. The tears slip from my eyes quickly and fall to the floor.
I fall to my knees and grip my hair, sobbing into my hands loudly.
Toxic thoughts fill my head, only making me cry more.
Your friendship is over.
Faggot. That's all you are, a faggot.
A cock sucking faggot.
"He said he'd help" I sob. "How fucking dumb am I to believe that"
I sit up, my sadness suddenly replaced with anger as I stand, but still, the tears do not stop. They're hot and my face burns as my throat closes. Hiccuping sobs escape from inside me and I clench my fists.
"FUCK!" I screamed, punching the first thing I saw.
A large dent was left in the wall, much like the one from Hunter when I threw him..
I swivel around and grab my bedside lamp, letting out an angry yell as I threw it across the room. It hit the wall, sending glass everywhere, and I skink to the floor in a sobbing and angry mess.