Saturday 10:51 am
Ben's in the shower and I'm still lying in bed, scrolling through twitter. When I woke up half hour ago Ben was stroking my face. When I asked him what he was doing he answered that he was connecting the moles on my cheeks. I chuckled and ran my hand through his messy hair. "You're cute." I said and he softly pressed his lips on mine.
God, I'm so happy Sarah said I should tell Ben. If she didn't I don't know what would've happened. I don't even know if we'd ever end up together. That thought makes my stomach turn and I quickly think about something else. Sarah. I should call Sarah to tell her how it went. Ben's in the shower anyway.
"Hey Sarah." I say when she picks up.
"Hi Tom. Why'd you call?" She asks.
"I just wanted to let you know that I told Ben and-"
"Oh my fucking god! How did it go?" She interrupts me.
"I was about to tell you, but then you screamed right through me."
"Sorry, now spill the tea."
"Okay so I told him I was gay and that I've known since I was thirteen and then he said 'me too' and I was like 'what the hell' and then he said that he's gay too and then I was like 'what the actual fuck' and then I kissed him. I fucking kissed him Sarah. I just grabbed his face and kissed him."
"Oh my god! You did?! God, I'm so proud! What happened next?"
"I pulled back, because I think he was kinda in shock and then he kissed me back! And then we were like making out, but we heard someone on the stairs so we just talked a bit after that. We don't want anyone to know yet by the way, but I don't think he'll mind me telling you, since you're basically the one that brought us together."
"So you're boyfriends now?"
"I guess. We just want to figure everything out before we come out, you know?"
"Yeah I totally get that. I won't tell anyone I promise."
"Thanks."
"Are you at Ben's now?"
"Yeah, he's is the shower. I slept over."
"Just sleeping or...?"
"God! Sarah! I'm gonna hang up on you now. Good day."
"Fuck. Okay I kinda deserve that."
"Bye bye Sarah."
"Byeee and don't forget to wear condoms and use lu-" She yells when I hang up.She's great, not that I'd tell her though. I hear Ben turning off the shower and wait for him to come out of the bedroom. I'll tell him that I told Sarah.
2:58 pm
Ben and I are on our way to the park to hang out with Sarah and Jonah. When I told Ben that Sarah knows he said that he understood that I told her. He doesn't mind her knowing.
We get to the park and Sarah and Jonah are already there.
"Hi guys." I greet them.
"So, you're a couple now, huh?" Jonah says and I look at Sarah.
"I'm so sorryy! I just couldn't help myself! You guys are so fucking cute together! But Jojo won't tell anyone, right Jojo?"
"Of course not. And fucking quit calling me Jojo. It's honestly horrifying."
"Well I didn't really expect that it would stay a secret very long for you guys." Ben says and we sit down in the shadow of a tree. Ben leans against the tree and I sit down in between his legs and lie against him. I see Sarah and Jonah looking at us.
"What? You guys know now anyway so I why would I hide it?" I say.
"You two actually make a lot of sense." Jonah says and I smile and look at Ben upside down. He's also smiling and he looks at me too. He gives me a kiss while I'm still looking at him upside down, so it feels pretty weird. I laugh and he wraps his arms around me.
"Geez, I'm gonna puke." Sarah says. "Nah I'm just kidding. I'm pretty sure I'm your biggest shipper."
"That's because only two people know." I say.
"No! I'll always be your biggest shipper!"
"Is that even a word?" Jonah laughs.
"O my god, we should come up with a shipname for you!" Sarah says. "Benjamin plus Thomas equals... Thomin! Or Benjamas. No, I don't know. I have to think about it. In the meantime, I brought some nail polish! Whose nails can I paint?" She says.
"You do realize your only three friends are boys right?" Jonah says.
"You guys are not my only friends. Okay maybe you are, but that's not the point! The point is, I think boys who wear nail polish are really fucking badass and I think more boys should paint their nails." Sarah says.
"You can paint mine. I think it's cool too." I say and I sit up. Her face lights up and she gets the stuff out of her bag.
"Okay so I have a few colors, but I think black will suit you best. Not that you're like this grunge type. Okay you kinda are. So... black?" She says. I love how enthusiastic she gets about these things.
"Black is fine." I say laughing.
"Hey guys. Chris just texted me that he's throwing a party tonight. Are we going?" Jonah says.
"Hell yeah." Ben says.
"Let's get wasted." I say.
10:46 pm
When we get to the party it's already really busy. Chris is a guy from our class and he lives in this huge ass house. Apparently his parents are gone for the weekend, so he decided to throw a party. I don't even recognize most of these people, but I don't care. I'm just gonna get drunk with my best friends and boyfriend.
"Let's get some drinks first." Sarah yells over the loud music. We get to the kitchen and see Chris there.
"Hey guys! You made it!" He yells, pretty drunk already, and he gives us some shots. We drink two and also grab a beer. We walk to the 'dance floor'. It's not really a dance floor, it's the living room where most people are dancing.
The music is really loud and we all dance. I feel the alcohol kicking in and I honestly don't care if anyone sees me dancing like crazy.
After a while the four of us are pretty fucking drunk and we're definitely gonna regret this tomorrow. I notice that I'm dancing closer and closer to Ben and I'm almost basically grinding with my ass against his crotch. And to be honest, I don't care. Ben obviously doesn't care either, because he puts his hands on my hips and moves with me to the music.
I turn around and wrap my arms around his neck. His hands slide down to my ass and I'm fully pressed against him. He looks at me intensely and his mouth is slightly open. God, I think you should be able to feel the sexual tension at the other side of the room. Fuck it. Fuck everyone. I run my hand through his hair, grab his face and kiss him roughly.
His tongue dives inside my mouth and his hands are everywhere. It feels so fucking good, but I break the kiss. I mean we're still in front of a lot of people and I can still manage to stop now. I bring my mouth to his ear and whisper, "We can go to my place. My parents aren't home."
*wink wink*
Okay but anyone has any shipname ideas? :)
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A cliché with a gay twist
RomanceThis is a short story about a seventeen-year-old boy named Thomas Gray. He found out that he was gay when he was thirteen. He hasn't told anyone yet though, not even his best friend, Benjamin Miller, who he's known his whole life. ! DISCLAIMER: this...