Challenge... Accepted!

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Forth pulled the bike to a neat stop in front of his dorm and placed his feet firmly on the ground. Pulling the helmet off, he turned his body around slightly and said, "Beam, it's okay to let go of me and hop off." 

Beam looked a little dazed, "Oh, okay." Slowly released his death grip and flexed his fingers then swung his leg over the bike. Forth followed, and walked over to him, and reached over, deftly unsnapping the helmet and stowing them neatly away.

"Follow me," He signalled to Beam, who still hadn't noticed where, exactly they were. Obidently, he silently trailed behind. In the elevator, he looked at Forth, noticing how calm he looked. The motorcycle suited him. All those dark long locks, the earring and chains and dressed completely in black, he was hell on wheels. Beam had often wondered why Phana and him never hooked up. Then again, Pha was still playing the straight game. Denial was a bitch. 

"Forth," Beam spoke quietly, "Where are we going?" He wasn't worried. His mama made him take 7 years of martial arts since he had been bullied in elementary school. It was the reason he had made friends with Pha and Kit. The bully and the bullied who fought back. For all intents, it was no one's business, but it was a friendship that had lasted over 10 years now.

"My apartment." briefly, "We need some privacy, complete privacy. I couldn't think of anywhere that the Casanova and the Bad Boy wouldn't attract any." Forth looked deeply into Beam's eyes, "Would you invite me into your place? Besides, I don't know where you live."

Stepping out of the elevator on the 6th floor, Forth walked to the door marked 6032, and unlocked it. "Come in." There was a small neat entry with a stool and Forth sat down to unlace his tight boots. Slipping off his shoes, Beam stood there until Forth lead the way further in. The apartment was dark, painted dark walls but the place was very neat except for one corner.

Beam was curious so he wandered over and stood looking, careful not to touch. Forth came up behind and stood very close, this time letting his warm breath puff down Beam's bare neck. "Unfinished work in various stages. Some of it is homework, most of it isn't." 

"Ah," Beam turned around and bumped directly into Forth's chest. It was rock hard and he stumbled backwards. Forth quickly reached out and steadied him. 

"Sorry, my fault for being so close. Here, come sit. Do you want a beer?" Forth walked to the small refrigerator in the kitchen area and pulled out two beers, holding it up. Beam nodded, so he came and sat down beside him, handing him one.

Popping the tab on the can, Forth looked at Beam and to take his mind off of just kissing those very full tempting lips, said, "So, tell me what is the rumour you keep hearing and I will tell you the truth."

Beam sighed and hung his head. He played a bit with the top of the beer can first and then popped the top and took a very long sip. "Forth, you know I'm straight, right? Well, since you showed up at the courtyard 3 days ago, the girls are acting weird. They are saying I'm gay for you. Or we kissed, or you kissed me because of a bet and turned me gay."

He took another long drink and stared at the can, and stood up. "I'm used to getting laid two or three times a day. I haven't gone this long without sex since I was 14! WTH, Forth, is going on?"

Forth burst out laughing. He understood sexual frustration all right, he was dealing with it right now. In fact, if his jeans were not so damn tight, he'd be showing how hard he was with Beam in his home... but now isn't the time. "Beam, there is a tiny grain of truth but just a tiny bit."

"I'm being punished, by the Head Hazer of the Sotus. Instead of running laps around the faculty field for god knows how long, I have to kiss you in the medical courtyard. It needs to be witnessed. The first years who heard the punishment must have blown it all out of proportion because I took myself out of the dating scene months ago."

Forth was watching Beam carefully during this time, to see if there was any reaction to his punishment. And there wasn't, not really. All there was, was a deeply calculating expression on his face. 

Beam looked back at Forth. "That's it? No bet?"

"No, or at least if people are betting on it, I'm not involved."

Beam nodded slowly. "Kiss me."

Forth dropped his half drank can of beer to the low table he uses for everything. "Pardon?"

"Kiss me. I won't know if I will agree to a public kiss until I know how I react to it, so just kiss me." Beam looked damn serious. Forth stood up and since this is what he had been craving since he flicked water on Beam in the bathroom, he was going to make that kiss count.

Forth slowly ran his fingers along Beam's jawline, tracing along his ear and slid his hand behind his head. He gently pulled him close and pressed his lips against Beam's, just for a few seconds, letting the warmth transfer and then started to move, first a gentle nibble on the luscious upper lip and then on the bottom lip. Forth felt his tongue move on its own, slid against the slit, urging entry.

Forth angled his head for better control and Beam opened his mouth to the probing tongue. Once the the tongues started dancing, Beam felt a deep moan build and he fought it, instead he heard Forth moan... and Beam took control of the kiss. He deepened it even further, increasing pressure, and with a swift move, dropped Forth to the couch where he straddled him to keep control. 

Both boys were completely unaware of how long the kiss lasted... just that it was incredible. It ended when Forth's body decided to betray him or rather, Beam found out that Forth was incredibly aroused from the kiss when he rubbed that part of his body and found it rock hard, just as hard as his chest muscles.

"Well" said Forth, "That was one of the hottest kisses I've ever had. Are you sure you're completely straight?"

Beam laughed, "I used to think so... but no one satisfies me, so maybe not. Is this another thing to discuss?"