As soon as Geoff got home from school, he ran up to his room. He shut and locked the door, his mind locking onto how Awsten touched him today. Even if it was accidental, the boy actually touched his dick. He shoved his pants down to his ankles, kicking them off. He went to climb onto his bed and stopped, looking at the small envelope with the word 'Geoff' written on the front. It was probably from his grandma and he really didn't want to think about that while he wanked. He climbed onto his bed, reaching into his bedside table to find that weird lotion thing that he bought off eBay that made everything feel good. He pumped some onto his hand and closed his eyes, letting out a deep sigh.
He started to think about Awsten.
Sure, he could just jerk off to porn but Awsten was so much better than porn. He imagined what it would be like to have Awsten riding him. He imagined the sound of Awstens little bum and thighs hitting against his skin, and what it would be like to hear Awsten whining and panting in pleasure because of something he was doing. He imagined hitting Awstens prostate for the first time and seeing Awstens perfect face scrunch up in pleasure. He imagined how it would feel to have Awsten run his little hands over his chest and lean down to kiss him with his soft, pretty lips. He imagined how fucking gorgeous Awsten would be when he came.
Geoff grunted quietly at the thought. He adjusted himself on the bed, speeding up his wrist slightly. It wasn't the first time he had jerked off to Awsten. He had so many fantasies about the twink. He wasn't usually a sexual person, but imagining Awsten doing some sort of sexual thing or Geoff making him feel good turned him on. Just the thought of Awsten drove Geoff wild.
He groaned quietly at the feeling of his shaky thumb rubbing his slit.
He thought about spooning Awsten the other night. His tiny bum fit perfectly into his lap, and for some reason that made Geoff horny. The way that Awsten fit into his body so perfectly- they were meant to be.
That was way too much for Geoff to handle. He flicked his wrist a few more times, then came. A warm flow of cum dripped down his dick onto his hand, making Geoff sigh in pleasure. He flicked his wrist a few times, feeling his stomach twitch from sensitivity.
Masturbating wasn't really fun to Geoff anymore, it was more of a thing he did just because. If he had a boner, felt like it, or was stressed, his go-to option was to jerk off. Unless he was in public, then he'd probably not masturbate.
After cleaning off, he decided to read the letter. He sat on his bed (now with pants on), and opened it up. He frowned at the white paper. Couldn't his grandma find the pretty paper that Geoff liked? She knew Geoff really liked writing and receiving letters, why couldn't she put in effort? He unfolded the paper.
'Big bear.
Thank you for helping me throughout the past few weeks. I don't know if I would've made it without you.
I appreciate you! You're so kind to me.
That's all. Apparently letters are a thing now. I get them all the time, but they're love letters. Not friend letters. Maybe you could help me figure out who it is?
So so so much love
Your baby bear, and best friend.'
Geoff sat on his bed, absolutely dumbfounded. "S-Sarah.." he whispered. "Sarah!" He gasped. "Sarah, Sarah!" He ran out of his room to her room, squealing excitedly. He was on the verge of tears. "H-he said he-he loves me!" Geoff gasped out. "Sarah, I love him so much!"
"Let me see!" Sarah snatched the letter from him. "Oh, Geoff.." she said softly. "That's harsh. Best friend?"
"I-I don't care, h-he- he loves me, Sarah!" Geoff felt his heart flutter. "He really said it!"
"Also, can I point out the fact that he called you Big Bear and he's Baby Bear? That's so cute." Sarah giggled.
"I-I know- I-I know, I-I-" Geoff hid his face in his hands. "I love him so much, he's so perfect-" he bounced on his toes excitedly. "He loves me Sarah, I-I can die in peace.." he collapsed onto her bed, clutching the letter to his chest. "I wanna kiss him so bad." He whispered.
"Then do it, you gay." Sarah giggled.
"But what if he hates me after? He doesn't even like me." Geoff groaned, sliding off her bed and landing in a lump on the floor.
"He just said he loves you, dumbass."
"But that's as a friend!" Geoff protested. "I'm in a crisis, Sarah! Be useful!"
"Well.. talk to him about it?" Sarah suggested. "That's good advice?"
"Sarah, he thinks I'm straight." Geoff mumbled.
Sarah snorted. "Seriously?!" She laughed. "You're so fucking gay, how can't he tell?"
"I-I don't even know," Geoff said quietly. "Everyone thinks I'm straight. I think Otto has doubts, b-but most people think I'm straight," He paused. "And it's not like I can just come out, so don't say that. You saw how dad reacted. What if I end up with no friends and a broken jaw, you know?" He sighed. "I mean, I know I can come out to Otto and Grace, but I'm scared to tell Awsten."
"Isn't he gay?" She asked. "Why would he care?"
"B-because, you know.." Geoff frowned. "He cuddles me and kisses my cheek and tells me he loves me and it would be weird if he knew that I was gay, especially because I reciprocate the affection. So it's basically being Josh-" he gestured to all the photos of them hugging and doing dumb stuff all over Sarah's wall. Josh was Sarah's best friend, and had been since first grade. "But he's attracted you and you don't like him back, but he still cuddles and kisses you. You know?" He sighed. "It's fucking weird. That's why I can't tell him."
"But if Josh liked me and I didn't like him I'd still do the same stuff to him. We're friends, dumbass. Sure it'd be weird if he liked me, b-bu-"
"See?! That's the problem, Sarah.." Geoff sighed, star-fishing out on the floor. "I'm gonna come out to Otto. I'll just go over there and tell him right now." He mumbled, not moving from where he was.
"Alright Geoffy."
"I'm gonna do it. Right now," Geoff still didn't move. "Right now."
"Okay Gee."
