CorbynxChristian
Sexual content - read at your own riskThird Person POV
Corbyn laid on the bed of his and his girlfriend, Christina's bed, looking up at the ceiling.
The 22-year-old boy laid there for ages, just thinking. For years, he has lived a lie. He has a girlfriend and a child... but he's gay. But he couldn't tell anybody, he thought they wouldn't accept him. So despite his love for men, he stayed with his girlfriend.
And this is why he was laying there, thinking. He finally felt like it was time to tell her, but how? How can you tell your GIRLFRIEND that you don't even like girls? How?
Without even knowing, his 4-year-old son, Noah, walked into his room and climbed up on hit bed.
"Daddy?" the youngest spoke, tapping his father's arm. The brunette looked at his son. "Y-Yes?" "Why are you crying?" he questioned, pointing to tears falling down the 22-year-olds cheeks. "N-Nothing, buddy... I'm fine," he replied, wiping them away. "Oh."
Corbyn then just walked out of the room, leaving Noah in the room. "C-Chris?" he called, walking into the kitchen where she was. "Hey, baby," she smiled, cooking dinner. "I've got something to tell you." "You do? What is it?" "Please, sit down," he said, pointing to the table.
She then sat down, Corbyn sitting opposite her. "So, what is it?" A sigh left his mouth as he looked at her. "There's no easy way to say this... I'm sorry, but... I'm gay."
Christina then just froze, as she stared at him. "Th-This is a joke, righ-" "No, this isn't a joke," he said, cutting her off. "I like men. I want a boyfriend. I'm sorry..."
Tears just fell down her cheeks. She then stood up and walked across to him, sitting on the chair closest to him. "I'm so sorr-" "Don't be sorry, Corbyn," she said, holding his hand. "But I shouldn't have done this." "I understand, you were scared. I totally understand," she said, faking a smile.
"Wh-What happens now?" he questioned. "Whatever you want, honey. I'm happy for you to continue living here for as long as you need. Is there anybody you think you'd wanna d-date?"
He nodded, breaking her heart even more. Trying to act like she's fine, she smiled. "Can I ask who?" "D-Daniel's brother, Christian. I-I've had a big crush on his for ages..." "Go get him, baby," she encouraged. "I'm so sorry." "Stop saying that. I understand," she said, putting a hand on his cheek. "You can't choose your sexuality. It's fine. I just want you to know that I love you, and I'll never stop loving you."
A smile appeared on his face. "Thank you so much for understanding." She kissed his cheek, "just go. Go get him." He got up and kissed her cheek, before running out.
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Christian Seavey POV
I walked to the front door after hearing a knock. When I opened it, Corbyn was stood there. "Oh, hey, bro. Daniel's not here." "I'm not here for Daniel. I wanna talk to you, privately." "Oh, um... okay. C-Come in," I said, a little confused, opening the door wider.
He walked in and into the kitchen, taking a seat. I walked in after, sitting opposite. "So, what's up?" "I've spoken to Christina and told her that I'm gay." "What, you actually told her?!" "Yeah, and I told her that I wanna be with you, and she said that it's fine."
I smiled a little, already knowing that he was gay and that he liked me, and I liked him back, but he was dating her.
"So... what happens now?" I asked. "The main reason I came here, is to ask you to be my boyfriend." "Of course I will!" I smiled widely.
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6 months later, still Christian's POV
I laid in bed, holding Corbyn as he snuggled up to my side, drawing shapes on my bare stomach with his finger, while we both watched TV.
Gradually, his hand got further down my body. I bit my lip softly as his hand touched my dick through my sweatpants. Although we have been dating for 6 months, we've done absolutely nothing, sexually.
I looked down at him as I started to get hard. "Is somebody excited?" he asked, smirking a little, palming me through the sweatpants. "Mhm." I bit down on my lip harder.
He pushed the covers away, getting between my legs. He dragged his fingers down my body, looking up at me as he got closer to the waistband of my sweats. I shook my head, denying permission. He just looked at me.
"U-Um... c-can you switch the lights off...?" I asked, nervously. "Oh, um- sure..." he said, getting up. "I'm sorry, I'm just nervous." "It's fine, babe. I understand," he said, switching the light and TV off, leaving the room in complete darkness.
He came back across and got back between my legs. "Better, baby?" "Yeah, a lot better," I said as I couldn't even see him. "Good."
He then pulled my pants down, along with my underwear, dropping them beside us on the floor. Even though I knew he couldn't see me, I still felt really insecure.
I gasped as his hand moved down my abs and gently grabbing my dick. Although it wasn't exactly small, I was still really insecure about it. He then started jerking me off.
He picked up the pace as I moaned softly. I gasped again as I felt his wet tongue on my tip. "It's okay, babe," he said, slowly taking my dick in his mouth. I ran my fingers through his hair as he sucked my dick. I moaned softly, thrusting my hips up a little.
"C-Corbs, I'm c-close."
He pulled away, "I want you to fuck me, Daddy," he said. I pulled out a condom and a bottle of lube from the bedside cabinet. I pulled the condom out and rolled it on. I then put some more lube on my dick.
"I-I'm ready," I said. I then felt him get above. I griped the sheets as he sank down on my dick, a moan escaping his mouth. I began thrusting my hips up, his moans increasingly getting louder.
I moaned softly as he scratched at my chest, thrusting my hips faster. A very loud moan then came from him as I felt, warm liquid shoot from his dick all over my body.
I kept thrusting my hips as he scratched at my chest, making marks everywhere.
"I-I'm close," I moaned. He got up and pulled the condom off, throwing it on the floor, sucking my dick again. Uncontrollably, I came in his mouth, moaning. I bit my lip, hearing him swallow.
"I love you," I said. "I love you, too, Daddy." He then used the covers to clean up the cum from on my chest and stomach, before throwing that on the floor.
"Want me to get your clothes?" "No, it's fine," I said, holding him. "Just go to sleep, honey."
Within minutes, we both fell asleep.
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