ｃｈｉｌｌ - Boyf Riends One Shots

No Homo

So Micheal found out he was gay.
There was no homo.

Micheal kisses a guy.
Okay maybe a little homo.

Micheal told Jeremy that he is gay.
(Sadly) no homo.

Micheal told the world he is gay.
Barely any homo.

Micheal thought that Jeremy was funny.
No homo.

Micheal thought that Jeremy was cute.
No homo.

Micheal thought of Jeremy while watching cable porn-
okay maybe some homo.

Micheal runs is fingers through his damp hair, bouncing his knee in anticipation. In anticipation of what? No fucking clue. But Micheal is anticipating real hard over here.

"Micheal you alright?"

Micheal swallows and widens his eyes, like he has just woken up from a gay fantasy.
"Should I be anything else?"

Jeremy rolls his eyes with a smile. Micheal stares at his face, transfixed by how his lips stretch into the most dazzling grin ever seen.
No homo by the way . . . definitely no homo ever.

"Take a picture it'll last longer"

Micheal snaps his head forward, his face blushing deep red. He focuses on the wall of his basement as his heart pounds a hundred miles an hour.

"Hey Micheal are you sure you're okay? You've been acting jumpy. Come on man what's on your mind"
Jeremy swivels on the couch to face him, his legs crossing.

Oh yummy the twink is now sitting in the twinkiest way possible. That will t o t a l l y help Micheal keep his cool.

Regardless, the much gayer boy just stares straight ahead, rapidly nodding.

"Okay dude whats going on?"
Jeremy hits him gently on the arm in a weak attempt to get his attention. Micheal flinches a little, but doesn't move.

Micheal pauses for a moment, his mouth agape, before slowly saying, "You really wanna know?"

"Well duh"

Micheal blows air out like a cheap hairdryer.
"Okay okay . . . so- Jeremy, if you . . . think of someone while you're watching porn, does that mean you like them?"

Jeremy would choke on his drink if he had one. He chuckles breathlessly, lost for words.
"Uhhh yeah Micheal. That's pretty fucking gay"

Drat.

Micheal laughs awkwardly, beads of swear gathering on his forehead. He turns to Jeremy, finger gun-ing him for good measure.
"Hey no homo though"

"It's always no homo with you Micheal"
Jeremy chuckles a little, the gears turning in his head. He un-furrows his brows, rubbing the back of his neck.
"So . . . uh . . .w-who were you thinking of?"

Micheals mouth falls open and he slaps Jeremys knee.
"JEREMIAH HEERE THAT IS NOT CHRISTIAN HOW DARE YOU?!?!"

Jeremy looks shocked at first, but relaxes when he sees Micheal crack up with laughter.
"Dude you scared me there for a minute oh my god. And I'm Jewish so I can't even be Christian"

Micheal relaxes a little, trying to play it off.
"Don't worry dude, I'm kidding around. And it doesn't matter anyways I don't even think I like them we're very no homo"

Jeremy scoffs.
"Oh yeah it sounds SUPER no homo to me. What with you masturbating to them. And come on man if you don't like them, then tell me who they are"

"No"

"Please?"

"Nope"

"Yes"

"No"

"Come on"

"NO"

"MICHEAL"

"STOP"

"TELL ME"

"NO!"

"MICHEAL!"

"ITS YOU!"

Jeremy's brain freeze frames™.

"You . . . you jerk off while thinking of me?"

Micheal freezes, mouth open. His face floods red and his eyes go wide.
"J-Jeremy . . ." he takes a deep breath and plasters on his flashiest smile. "Yeah. Yeah uh- No homo though"

"Oh yeah. Totally no homo"
Jeremy raises an eyebrow, smelling Micheals bullshit a mile off. God gives him a strike of confidence. Thanks god for being a good wingman 👍.

"Oh, and speaking of no homo"

Jeremy reaches out to the boy opposite him, and grabs his hoodie collar. He pulls Micheal forward into a kiss.
Micheal has kissed guys before, of course. But it was nothing like this. This kiss had . . . a rhythm. Almost. Do kisses normally have a rhythm? Micheal can't tell you, he's a little preoccupied and isn't thinking of how poetic this kiss is.

But he can feel that Jer is so genuine and sweet, unlike the other guys who just wanted to get into Micheals pants. Not saying that Jeremy doesn't want to get into his pants, he's just a little more discrete.

Micheal slides his eyes shut, and takes Jeremy's face in his hands.
Jeremy's arms snake around Micheals neck, and like he weighs nothing, Micheal pulls the lanky boy forward onto his lap.

He tilts his head to the side and deepens the kiss, his hands falling to Jeremy's waist. They close the space between their bodies like their life depended on it, as they ache for closeness.
Jeremy pulls away, resting his forehead against Micheals with a smile.

"Still no homo?"

"Fuck that. Pro homo"

Jeremy laughs, and the duo proceeded to make out for the rest of the night.

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BUT NOT BECAUSE WE'RE GAY
Sorry I couldn't resist.

It's so strange reading my old one shots. Damn they start short. I hope you all enjoyed this!

- Avery