My Brother's Mate (boyxboy)

WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS ROMANCE BETWEEN TWO GUYS. IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THAT THEN I SUGGEST YOU DON'T READ THIS. I DON'T WANT ANY HATEFUL COMMENTS ABOUT HOW BOBXBOY IS GROSS OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT. ALSO, I KNOW THE TITLE IS 'MY BROTHER'S MATE' BUT THIS IS NOT A WEREWOLF STORY. SORRY GUYS!  

THANK YOU. 

-Sunny 

*This is an Awesomesauce and Rainbow Ninja production. Please be reminded that we think there is something wrong with our brains, so this may beweird. I LUV U ALL! BUT II LOVE BROWNIES MORE! also sorry about any mistakes... i am writug this from my cell phone at 4:20 am and I haven't slept for two days... I'm going crazy! Le picture is of my favorite boy, Francisco Lachowski, who plays our lovely Hayden... Isn't he just... yum? Vote. Comment. Fan. ENJOY!*

-Hayden POV- 

My name is Hayden Alexander Freire, Cory Leonardo Freire's younger brother. That's all most people know about me. They don't know my favorite color is green, or about my brownie addictiion, or that I'm gay. I'm a senior in high school this year, and it'll be my second year without my brother. People don't even notice me as I walk through the halls, I'm invisible, living in my brother's shadow even when he's gone, but I don't care. I'm used to it by now. 

I was walking downstairs, my black hair messy and blue eyes bleary from sleep, in only a pair of black pajama pants, towards the kitchen. It was sunday, the day before school started up after the long summer, and I thought I would be the only one in the hoise as my parents would be at church most of the day. They were way overly religious, which is one of the reasons I was stuck inside the closet like I am. My parents hated gays, thought they were wrong and against nature. Yeah, way to make me feel loved guys! Ugh. 

So anyways, there I was, shirtless and sleepy, getting a box of corn flakes out of the cabinet, when I realized I wasn't the only one in the room. I turned around to see a tall man with black hair in a ponytail and dark eyes, along with a tiny bit of facial hair. My brother, Cory. 

"Hey little brother. Glad to see me?" He asked with a smirk. I dropped the corn flakes on the counter, rolling my eyes at him but smiling all the same and running up to him, hugging him around the waist as he was tall and I was insanely short for an 18 year old guy. I was like 5'6, which was about as tall as an average girl. It went perfectly with the gay image, but of course, nobody knew about that. My brother, on the other hand, was a full 6'3. Me being me, I still hadn't noticed the other guy in the room.  

When I finally did notice him, it wasn't his eyes, a beautiful shade of green, or his hair, soft, long and brown, or even his face, perfectly sculpted as the rest of him, like some sort of greek god, that caught my attention... no, what caught my attention was his shirt. 

"My soul was removed to make room for all of this sarcasm." I read, raising an eyebrow. I loved doing that... it made me feel so french. He smirked at me and I rolled my eyes. 

"My name's Hayden. I'm Cory's little brother." That's always how Cory used to introduce me... now I guess it just stuck. 

"I can see that. The name's Ryder."he said, smirking. 

Jeez, what was up with this guy and smirking?! Not that it wasn't attractive, cause it was most definately was, but still... really? He was staring, I realized, his eyes traveling down my bare chest to my abs. Oh...  

Blush! I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks, and I backed out of the kitchen, racing back upstairs to grab a white "tank top". I think the term they use is wife beater, but I prefer to say tank top or muscle shirt. I fixed my hair before walking back downstairs to see that my brother and his friend were gone. Or, at least, I thought they were. 

I was again getting my cereal when suddenly I felt someone pressed up against my back, arms on either side of me, braced agains the counter. What the... 

"You know, your reaction to me earlier was a bit weird... I wonder why that is." Ryder's sarcastic voice came from right next to my ear. I shivered as his hot breath hit my neck, then realized what he'd said. 

"Wh-what are y-you t-t-talking about?" 

Crap, stuttering? But it wasn't my fault... I just plain couldn't concentrate with a freaking sex god this close to me. He turned me around quite quickly, so that I was facing him or rather his broad chest. And what a nice chest it is, I noted smugly before snapping out of it as he leaned down to whisper in my ear. 

"Oh, I think you do know what I'm talking about Hayden. I think you and I know very well about your little secret." He said, nipping my ear lobe with his teeth. Oh my god that was... wait, I'm not understanding. What is going on here? I cant think, he's wayy too close to me for any coherent thoughts to form in my head. I just wanted my goddamn cereal, and now I was being teased mercilessly by an extremely hot older guy. One who was currently kissing my ne--holy shit! Aagh. Fuck, he found my sweet spot. 

"Where's Cory?" I managed to ask without stuttering. No way in hell would I want my brother walking in on this little scene. No sir-ee.  

"Out." He replied simply, still kissing my neck.  

I really wanted to kiss him right now... and I probably would have if the front door hadn't opened just then and my brother's voice echoed through the house. 

"Hey man I got the milk." He called. 

Ryder got off me just as Cory came into the kitchen and I busied myself with my cereal, avoiding Ryder's gaze. I didn't know what that was earlier, but there could not be a repeat... I needed to do something to avoid that ever happening again, even if it meant avoiding the actual person. I couldn't get caught... I just couldn't come out yet. I wasn't ready.