Virgin Angel - Boyxboy

Chapter 4

Virgin Angel Chapter 4

This chapter is dedicated to Keysha_1995 for reasons only she will know.

Mikes POV

“You were my first” I whispered closing my eyes and falling asleep with Luke in my arms.

Lukes POV

“Oh god, Luke!” My eyes snapped open to see my mother standing in the door way, I silently pray that something is covering both mine and Mikes bodies that are completely bare; I looked down and groaned. Of all the days and times my mother could walk into my room she had to pick the day that I am tangled up in bed naked with Mike and the blanket on a heap on the floor next to the bed.  I gave Mike a nudge in the side to wake him up; Mike is the kind of guy that once he’s asleep not even an earthquake could wake him, sometimes it comes in handy but other times, like now, it's a pain in the ass. I gave him another quick jab trying to wake him up fast before my mother officially explodes and goes and calls his parents.

“Fuck off” he grunts rolling onto his back, giving my mum a perfect view of what we had previously been doing before we fell asleep.

“You both better be up and dressed and in the kitchen within ten minutes or I’m calling his parents!” She stormed out of the room, leaving the door wide open meaning she meant business.

“Holey shit!” Mike jumped up out of bed.

“Now you wake up.” I grunted, slowly standing up and stretching; a delicious shiver running up my spine and down my legs. “Fuck, you really are fucking amazing in bed. No wonder those girls keep asking you for more.” I grinned at him, his face going pale.

“This is not the fucking time; your mother is downstairs getting ready to call my parents! If they find out I am dead meat, you met my stepdad! He kicked you out of the house as soon as my mum said to keep the bedroom door open and spilled to him that she knows your gay!” Ah, the wonderful Millie and Grant, Millie is one of those caring ladies that always smiles and gives you homemade cookies every time you walk in the door. She found out I was gay about six months ago when I was hitting on Mike and running my hands all over him and she walked into his bedroom unannounced; to once again offer cookies. Since then she always made us keep the door open. Then about four months ago she married Grant, Mike and I have no idea what she sees in him other than is looks and his money. He is always grumpy and bitter, whenever I came over that is and then the day he found out I was gay he tried to get Mike to stay away from me, that never worked because I am way too irresistible (Mikey just proved that), and then he wouldn’t let me into the house; little does he know that Mikey has a window to his bedroom and a closet that’s big enough for me and ten other people to hide in.

“Yeah you’re right, Grant is an ass.” I said knowing that it would totally piss him off; I was right. He glared in my direction before quickly pulling on his clothes.

“Hurry up and get dressed!” I put my hands up in surrender.

“Sheesh, no need to yell” He once again glared at me like he was trying to make lasers come out of his eyes and pierce holes in me. I bent down and scooped all my clothes off the ground before putting them on.

Once we were both dressed we headed down stairs to the kitchen. Mum wasn’t in there so we just sat on the stools at the bench. A few minutes later she appeared with printed papers in her hands. She walked around the other side of the bench to stand in front of us and then just stared at me, every now and then glancing at Mikey.

“Boys” I gulped, the tone in her voice is the one she uses when she plans on punishing us. “Since the teacher incident I have been hearing rumours from my friends that I would tell them aren’t true but today one of those friends said she was walking through the park and saw you nearly get beaten up because you kissed someone else’s boyfriend; is this true?” Why does my mother have so many nosy bitches as friends?