Secrets; Maylor

10

(WARNING: Homosexual slurs involved)

Brian

Not long after I spoke to Mum, Freddie came over with a bag full of clothes and toiletries. He introduced himself to Mum (My dad was out) and, thankfully she really liked him. They spoke for a few minutes, mostly about Aretha Franklin because the two were fans. 

"So..." Freddie started, adjusting himself, "You're telling me you went to Roger's house and nothing happened?" I began to blush like mad, "YOU WHORE! WHAT DID YOU DO, BRI!? ROGER, WHAT DID YOU DO!?"

"Boys!" My mother scolded, swinging my door open due to the loud swearing.

"Sorry Mum."

"Sorry Mrs May." Freddie had the sweetest, most convincing voice when it came towards parents. God knows how. "Okay, so what did you guys do?" He giggled in excitement.

"I-I don't know. We jammed out, I tried the drums..."

"Oh my God! I mean did anything steamy happen?" He wiggled his brows. Oh, I know exactly what he meant, and I was doing everything to avoid telling him about what happened.

"Kinda... We kissed." Oops. "Well, dry humped? Made out? Yep, thats wh-"

"WH- That's amazing." He smiled, still jumping around but with less excitement all of a sudden. His eyes kind of lost that excitement. They dulled. He continued to smile though, and shake me by the shoulders.

"I guess. It was pretty nice." I pretended to act calm- I DEFINITELY WAS NOT CALM! I ALMOST BANGED MY TEACHER. Even though I was really happy about it. I felt a little guilty. Not just because of his wife but, it made me feel like a whore or something.

"So...was he big?"

"I don't know! We dry humped."

"Yeah, but you're able to feel h-"

"Yes, he was." I sighed, disappointed that I was discussing his dick size with Freddie.

He lay down next to me, huffing a little as he adjusted himself, "Will you guys see each other again?"

"I hope so."

We stayed silent for a couple minutes before Fred spoke up, "Can you cuddle me?" He asked quietly.

"Fred-"

"Please." 

I sighed and we both rolled over allowing me to spoon him gently. I nuzzled my chin in the crook of his neck as he hummed. We fit together so perfectly, like Yin and Yang or something. It was actually pretty nice even though Freddie continuously confused me with what he wanted. One minute he wants me to snog my teacher, and then when we do, he's suddenly quiet. I don't understand why he's so encouraging towards my fondness of Roger when he can be truthful. 

Without warning, I got out of bed to switch off the light then tucked the two of us under the blankets. 

If I was being honest, I don't think Freddie fancies me. I think he's lonely...and I'm just there.

"Brian?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you like me?" He asked in a whisper.

I gulped, "Like?"

"Y-Yeah, do you fancy me?" Oh shit.

"Personally? I just see you as a best friend- I like Rog. But, that doesn't mean your exotic a-and beautiful in every way possible- inside and out. I definitely find you attractive." I kissed his cheek. He sighed a little before pushing his body into me a little more. He slowly turned his head around so he could look me in the eye. Even though the room was dark, I could see his eyes dart back and forth between my lips and eyes. He hesitantly and gently leaned in to kiss my pale lips. I loved the feel of his lips. They felt so tender, plump and full if that makes any sense. We didn't move our lips for a few seconds...until we did. We quickly became more and more passionate as I shifted my body on top of him. We let out quiet moans of joy. I rubbed his thigh soothingly, turning him on more and more. What was I doing? "Freddie, I can't"

He looked down, "Why not?" He whispered, looking slightly offended.

"I- I just can't." I began to get off him.

"What? Are you and Roger dating now?" He hissed.

"No! I just don't think I shouldn't be kissing...everyone?"

"Oh, Mr Popular we have here!?" He said sarcastically smiling.

"Wh- No! I just mean I don't wanna kiss Rog and then y-"

"What are you scared he gave you STDs, dear?"

"Freddie, please just understand."

"No! I won't, I can't! You're being ridiculous, Brian! Who said us making out means anything?" 

I may not have feelings for him but, ow that kind of hurt.

"Fred-"

"Save it!" He jumped out of bed and picked up his bag.

"Stay! Please!"

"I can't believe you wanted to kiss me. I should have never let you touch me." He flung my bedroom door open, running down the stairs.

"YOU KISSED ME!" I screamed. The front door slammed shut as I raised a hand to my forehead, sighing.

"Honey?" My mum popped her head around the corner.

 Well fuck.

"H-Hi, Mum"

"What just happened? Did you kiss?" Mum asked like she was terrified.

"Please, leave it-"

"Are you a homosexual?

Are you like the rest of them!?

Are you a fag!?

WHO ARE YOU!?" She screamed causing my dad to sprint towards the two of us, "Did you know about this!?" She hissed at my dad. He awkwardly stood quiet. "I bring you to church! I take care of you! How could I mess you up!? I do everything for you! You're healthy, live with the- the best of parents, get good grades I- I don't understand!"

"You haven't even let me speak for myself yet!" I shouted, "I haven't even said an-"

"THEN TALK!"

"I'M GAY! I'M A FAG, ALRIGHT!?"

"Son, don't talk about yourself like that-" Dad said sadly.

"As if you having depressive episodes wasn't enough!" She glared. "You make me sick." She scrunched her nose up, beginning to walk away.

"He's our son, Ruth! He's the same as he's always been!"

"I want you out." She turned around, staring at me, "I can't live with you. Pack your thing a-and go to your little boyfriend's house or something. I can't even- I can't even look at you." She slammed her bedroom door shut.

"Ruth!" My father called out.

And that was that.

I just got kicked out.