Secrets; Maylor

5

Brian

Instead of pulling away I sunk into the kiss...

Freddie softly pushed me off him, "You okay doing this?" He asked.

"Y-yeah. Are you?" I asked out of breath. He giggled with a nod, pulling me back in. This time he cheekily snuck in some tongue. I smiled through the kiss because of it, and he began to laugh which made our teeth clank together, making us laugh even harder. Our humour quickly died down as we focused on snogging again. He let one of his hands glide down my torso, stopping at my belly button.

"Do you wanna keep making out or go...further?"

"U-Uh- I haven't lost my V-card yet." I admitted.

"Would you like to lose it now?" His hand rubbed my inner thigh, beginning to make me twice as hard. I didn't even respond, I just eagerly nodded, "Say yes otherwise its rape."

I laughed loudly at him, "Yes. Oh my god, yes." I huffed, working my way down him until my head hovered above his very obvious bulge. I let hot breath escape my mouth, making him shudder slightly. Then I proceeded to brush my hand against it, softly.

"Wait, I have to clean up before we get any further." He need to scrub his asshole. 

"Can I shower with you?" My voice became soft and innocent.

"You may, my darling."

And with that we stepped into the shower and did our business. I couldn't help but let my eyes land on his cock and petite, little ass. 

So I guess all those touchy movements he had been doing was a sign. I haven't even thought of him romantically before. But, now seeing him all hot and bothered with those beautiful, mysterious, dark eyes I couldn't help it. He really was a treasure. Despite this I didn't want to be in a relationship with him because I kind of have the hots for Mr Taylor.

After our little shower we jumped back into my bed. I got under the cover this time, and Freddie followed.

"So where were we?" I smirked. I carefully sat on his lap and began to rub our bulges together. Freddie rested his hand on my chest, quietly moaning as I did it with more force. I unbuttoned his pyjama shirt seductively as his eyes remained shut in nostalgia. Once it was unbuttoned I left soft, delicate, wet kisses across his torso before I suckled hard on his skin, leaving lovely, purple bruises. "You're so hot like this." I moaned.

He groaned in response, softly thrusting his hips. I worked my way down, sliding his pants off and stroking his thighs. I began to fiddle with his cock's tip and swirled my tongue around his dick's hole. He moaned louder, pushing my head against him. I teased some more before taking him down my whole throat which made him loudly gasp. 

"FUCK, BRIAN!" Freddie screamed as I heard the sound of my door whip open. Freddie instantly covered himself with the sheets, but I remained under the blankets. I quickly scrambled out to see my Dad standing there in absolute shock. I now stood next to my bed, awkwardly covering my...boner that stood out through my pants.

"D-Dad! Get out!" I yelled. He stood frozen for a couple more seconds before running out and shutting the door behind him, "Shit!"

"Fuck, that was your dad?" I nodded urgently, "Shit."

"Oh my God! I haven't even came out to my parents! W-What do I do!? I have to go downstairs- I-I need to talk to him."

"Do you want me to stay here for the night or...leave?"

"No, stay, love." I cracked a weak smile and planted a soft kiss on his lips, "I shouldn't be too long."

I slowly walked down the stairs in absolute shame. I was so embarrassed and disgusted with myself. So this is how he found out I was gay. It's the fucking 70's and this is how he finds out.

"Dad?" He sat at the kitchen bench, staring blankly at the wall in front of him. He tripped out of his gaze before giving me an awkward nod. "Y-You weren't supposed to find out like that. I'm so sorry."

He nodded in response but didn't look my way. 

"I just don't understand...Why?" He didn't sound angry at all. But, only confused and a little disappointed which is probably worse.

I weakly chuckled, "I don't know, Dad. B-But, I am gay a-and I'm sorry."

"Sorry?" He finally spun around on his bar stool, "You don't need to be sorry, Brian. I'm your Dad, I'll love you no matter what, okay? That was just a big, big shock. I-I'll knock from now on." He smiled.

"I love you too. I'd hug you-"

"Don't have to explain yourself, son." He laughed.

"So is Freddie okay to stay the night still?"

"Freddie? Is that his name? Did you make a new friend? Boyfriend?" His eyes lit up. Normally other kids would be embarrassed by him asking that but, I'm so happy that I've met Fred.

I laughed a little, "Just friends...I think."

"Well, yes he can stay. But for God's sake-" He looked up and blew a kiss to the sky, "-Please don't be- ugh...loud." He cleared his throat. I nodded awkwardly with a small 'thanks Dad' and headed back up to my room.

"How'd it go?" Freddie asked before I could even get through the door.

"Really good." I smiled.

"Awe. I'm glad." I laid next to him before leaving a meaningful, soft kiss on his cheek.

"Do you want to watch a movie and maybe continue what we started later. Like when my Dad falls asleep?" I laughed.

"Sounds lovely, dear." 

And with that, we ran downstairs (now that my Dad left for bed) and found a movie to watch on tape. We got comfortable on the couch, snuggling up to each other with a fuzzy, orange blanket keeping us warm. 

It turned out to be a lovely night.