The Truth About Love

The Truth About Love

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A couple walked in with two children. They were twins, both girls in matching outfits, probably five years old, woken up this early on a Saturday with a promise of cake. The couple took a seat next to him, all smiles and helping the little girls onto their seats. Sure enough, both girls said "We want cake!" in unison and the father went to the counter to place their orders. The mother played with the little girls, making funny faces and brushing her hair behind her ear every time they grabbed hold of it and yanked. Jude and I could've been sitting here... It was just a crush, he told himself firmly. ** Jude and Leo have been friends for ages, but when one attempted hook up goes awry, words are exchanged. Things begin to get complicated and Jude wants to be with his best friend but Leo's got secrets of his own.
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"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

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