contract

trying to be physical

Has type leaned in again, he pushed back holding his hands to his forehead.
"Damn it! Tharn knock it off!"
After work, type went with tharn to go to his house for them to try and be physical with one another but to no avail.
They sat to the futon, crissed crossed staring at one another. After, they hand held for a bit, even though tharn Made a disgusted face.
Once they held hands for 10 mintues to where tharn stopped making that face.
Type took it back to try and give him a fake brief kiss. However, every time he tried tharn would flick him.
By the 7th, now type had a red mark to the center.
Watching, type rubbed his forehead tharn smiled.
Type looked to him a bit peeved.
"Look. I don't like it either but eventually we will have to place our lips upon one another. Or do you think people will believe we are dating without kissing once in a year?"
Tharn peered his eyes to the side to make a face.
"Dis..."
Then he looked to type who peered his eyes to him, making an angery face.
"Fine. Then never mind. I'm hungry, ill make the dinner."
Getting up, tharn grabbed him by the arm to sit type back down. They eyed one another.
He took a deep breathe in to bring up his other hand to types face to stroke trying very hard not to make a disgusted face.
Leaning in, type gritted his teeth, eyes darted up and down.
Getting close, tharn made a noise to lean away taking his hands to his lap to look down.
"I didn't think it would be this hard."
Type took a deep breathe in.
Shuffeling a bit forward, type took a deep breathe in to bring up his hands to either side of his face making tharn look up.
"Listen....try to see me has a woman you like. Try picturing me has runta."
Tharns eye narrowed.
"You can not compare to her type."
He rolled his eyes.
"Listen, i am trying to help. I know you probably still have deep feelings for her. Just close your eyes and think of her. When my lips are on yours count to 10 without making a pained expression. Suppress trying to gauge."
Tharn took a deep inhale.
"If you try to place your tongue in ill bite it type!"
He rolled his eyes.
"I remember the contract tharn. Only brief kisses and hand holding unless other physical action is needed. Also, if i did that, i think I'd gauge. You are not my type, now close your eyes."
Tharn gritted his teeth to close them. Type waited a mintue.
"Are.....you picturing runta?"
"Mmm."
Gulping, type didn't wish to do this but when the time came they had to look real.
Taking a deep breathe, he leaned forward, to place his lips to tharns. He gritted his teeth, trying to suppress his gauge reflex, oddly however, he didn't have to really suppress it.
Type closed his eyes partly, keeping his eyes to tharns closed, to furrow his eye brows. He never knew tharns eye lashes were so long.
Widening his eyes, type leaned back, to drop his hands, head hung.
His eyes darted.
Why is your heart beating so fast?
Tharn opened his eyes too see types deamonor, he grew a bit confused.
"I only counted til 5, why did you stop?"
Type looked up to cock his head, placing a bit of a smirk on his face.
"I think any longer and kissing you would have turned me straight."
"Lets take a break. I'm hungry."
Type got up quickly.
Tharn watched him go, shaking his head.
"Really type.....fucking faggot..."
Tharn mumbled quietly to himself.
Getting up he went to the bathroom, to shut the door, stepping to the mirror. Head hung a bit, he placed his fingers to his lips.
For un known reasons to tharn, it wasent that bad.
"Disgusting." Shaking his head, he grabbed his tooth brush to ferociously brush his mouth.
To the kitchen table, they both had there heads down, picking there food.
"Mmm i.think I'll call for a taxi to take me home."
Tharn peered his eyes up.
"No."
Peering them down, tharn forked some food to eat a big bite.
Type looked up to widen his eyes.
"Tharn.....i do.not need to stay. Even couples at this point wouldn't spend the night this much."
Tharn looked up to raise an eye brow.
"This would make the 2nd time in "us" technically dating for 3 days."
"See....thats my point. People will believe you are over using me and might burn each other out quickly, so i..."
"Type.....you are spending the night. Stop trying to get out of it."
Type signed heavily, has he saw tharn look back down to start consuming.
"Tharn....your futon sucks. I don't want to sleep on it. Plus i still need to buy you one for when ever you Plan to spend the night."
"Your not sleeping on the futon."
Type cocked his head to the side.
"Where am i sleeping?"
Tharn made a face.
"With.....me. We need to be a bit more physical to have people believe we are actually.....um...."
Type raised an eye brow to smirk getting playful, hoping to push tharn to maybe kick him out.
"Lovers?"
Tharn leaned his head up to give him an angery glare.
"If you wish for me to not use vulgarity then stop saying things like that!"
Type signed to nod.
Looking down he started to consume his food not happy about this.
Once they both finished, type did the dishes, tharn leaned his back to the counter to look him over.
"So.....in a homosexual relationship are you the woman?"
Type lowered the dish he was cleaning to eye tharn with anger.
Tharn slightly smirked.
"Mmm at least i didn't ask if you were the bitch."
Type shook his head to return to cleaning the dishes.
"For me tharn, can you please get the fuck out of here!"
Chuckling a bit, tharn leaned his head to type.
"I'm not hearing a no."
Type turned to raise the plate has if he was going to throw it at tharn.
Laughing, he parted.
Type watched him go, to turn to get back to work.
"Asshole." He muttered under his breathe.
Once he was done the two took separate showers.
Tharn was too his bed, looking over some paperwork.
Type was in the bathroom, hating this idea and despising that he had to borrow tharns clothes again. He didn't pack anything for this. Type had hoped to pissed tharn off enough he wouldn't have to stay. Didn't work.
With a deep breathe, he went to the door to open.
Hearing the door open, tharns eyes darted to then lay them on type.
His eyes widen a bit.
Looking type over he was in a white t shirt with his black boxers, hair sleeked back.
Oddly, tharns heart skipped a beat.
For a moment he thought of type has looking cute, on how he was standing there, just coming out of the shower.
Gulping, his eyes darted.
Placing his papers to the side table he grunted.
"Didn't think it was possiable, but even coming out of the shower you still look grotesque gay boy."
Reaching up, he turned off the light to lay to his side.
Types eyes narrowed to raise an eye brow.
Mmm maybe this will get me thrown out.
With this idea in his mind, type went forth to go to the bed, a bit blindly to go under the covers to go close to tharn, wrapping his arm around.
Tharn sat up to look at type who stayed laid down.
"What do you think your doing?"
Type sat up.
"Being physical. Now lay down we need to sleep, already 1030."
Type tried up push him down for tharn to push him away, to then kick him out of the bed.
He hit the floor with a thud to place his hand to his lower to rub.
Tharn leaned over to look down at him.
"Just lay with one another. You touch me again you can sleep on the futon."
Leaning back, tharn rolled to his side.
Type groaned.
Getting back up, he moved has far has he could away, to lay to his side, back to tharn.
He shook his head.
Damn it.
The next morning, they laid to there sides, close together, arms under there heads.
Slowly opening there eyes they both sat up, eyeing one another. They were a bit too close.
Looking down, they had kicked off the blanket during the night, tharn looked to types erection to make a gagging sound to turn his head.
"Disgusting."
Types eyes narrowed, then looked down to slightly smile.
"I'm disgusting. You should look down has well."
Looking, tharn immediately, went to the front of his bed to get the blanket to cover himself.
He had an erection also.
Type shook his head.
"Tharn....its morning wood. Deal with it!"
Tharn looked to an amused type to furrow his eye brows.
"Get the hell out of My apartment type! Go get a taxi!"
Smiling type quickly got off to place his clothes on to part in glee.
Tharn flopped down to stare at his ceiling.
For him, this was not just morning wood. That night, he dreamt of type, in a provocative manner.
Tharn shook his head.
"I need to find a woman and get laid, now!"