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Dylan is an outcast at school and home. His parents don't accept his sexual preference.

Only one person accepts him for who he is.

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Submitted:Apr 7, 2014    Reads: 15    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Waking up in the morning, I felt a stiff object pressing into my thigh. I opened my eyes and blinked a few times before realizing that I was cuddled up on Aaron and the object was his penis.

Woah… How big is he?

I shook my head, getting rid of the thoughts and looked up at him. He was still sleeping. I took that time to shift myself a bit, only to get a groan and his arms tightening around me in response. I bit my lip to hold back a laugh.

"Dyl?" He questioned and I realized that I had woken him up. He rubbed his eye and smiled down at me. "Good morning,"

"Good morning," I slid up so that my face was beside his. He rolled onto his side and gave me a sleepy smile.

"How did you sleep?" He asked, rubbing his hand on my side.

"Better than ever," I said honestly. He quickly kissed my cheek, smiling wider. The butterflies in my stomach were hard to overlook.

"That's good to hear."

"Sweetie!" Aaron's mom shouted from downstairs. "I made breakfast!" My eyes widened slightly and I looked over at the door.

"Does she know I'm here?" He nodded in response to my question and I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come eat," He sat up slowly, smiling. I slid off of the bed and frowned.

"I slept in my clothes."

"Do you want to borrow something comfy?" He asked, walking over to his drawers. I smiled, watching him. This kid that was my friend… was too much. He walked over, handing me gray sweatpants and a white t-shirt. "Is this alright?" I nodded frantically, thankful for his kindness.

"Thanks," I tore my shirt off, before sliding his on. He gazed at me as I changed, making me feel insecure. I wasn't a girl… why was he looking at me like that? I then made him turn around as I changed my pants.

"Let's get some food,"

We walked down the steps after Aaron had decided to change as well. He had chosen a similar outfit, only his sweatpants were black. The smell of freshly made breakfast was novel to me as I made my way into the kitchen.

"Good morning, boys." His mom greeted us with a big smile on her face. "How did you sleep?"

"Very good, thank you," I smiled.

"Do you want some bacon and eggs?" She placed a few plates full of food on the table. I followed Aaron over and sat beside him.

"Thank you," I looked down at the food, smiling. "This is lovely,"

"It's no problem," She answered, sitting down across from Aaron and I. "Iz! Get your butt down here!" A few seconds later, Izzy joined us for breakfast. I began eating slowly, not wanting to take my food for granted, or look like I haven't had a decent meal that wasn't leftovers in a few weeks.

A hand on my back made me look up. I glanced at Aaron and smiled as he rubbed my back, gently, whilst eating.

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"No!" I laughed, looking up at Aaron who was straddling my lap and tickling my sides. I squirmed around, trying to grab his hands. "Aaro-" I was cut off by my own laughs. "Sto-o-op!" I slid an arm around his back, sliding it up his shirt to try and tickle him back. He used his one hand to grab mine, continuing to tickle me with the other.

A moment later I felt him slow down his tickling and he smiled down at me. "I like when you smile." He leaned down and I could've sworn he was going to kiss me, but he kissed my nose gently. "You're so cute."

I smiled and pushed at his chest. "Oh hush," My heart was thrashing so hard in my chest, I thought it was going to explode. I slowly began frowning. I couldn't have feelings for him… I couldn't allow that to happen.

"Don't frown!" He pouted, kissing all over my face. "Don't!" He pulled back and looked at my now slight smile. He got off of my lap and lay beside me, wrapping his arms around me. "What's bothering you?" He rubbed my back, soothingly.

"Nothing's bothering me," I played with the hem of his shirt. "Can we do something?"

"Like what?" Aaron questioned, his eyes twinkling.

"Like…" I looked around for inspiration. "Twenty questions?"

"Sounds good," He nodded, smiling. "You first,"

"Hm…" I sat up, at the same time as him. "Favorite color?" He slid himself close to me so that our knees were touching, both of us sitting cross legged.

"Blue… Favorite animal?" He asked in return, chuckling lightly.

We continued through with the simple questions, not getting much out of each other. I decided to make things more interesting, and ask better questions. He did give some hints that he wasn't into girls… he hit on me a few times… maybe if I just, "Are you gay?" I spit it out before I could even finish my thoughts.

"Hm…" He smirked and leaned in slightly. "Am I gay?" My eyes widened as I realized, that that might've been a stupid question to ask. Why would he be- a pair of lips colliding against mine was what stopped my thoughts once again.

I froze in place for a few moments, before feeling him put more pressure on my lips. I squeezed my eyes shut and kissed him back. My body felt like it was on fire and my heart felt like it was about to burst out of my chest. I had never experienced a kiss like this… with a guy, whom I actually liked.

He began pulling back slowly, and looked at me with a big smile on his face. "My turn?" He gently pecked my lips. "Did you enjoy that?" I looked at him - really looked at him - and a big smile slowly formed on my lips.

I placed my hands on his cheeks and leaned in, pressing my lips back against his. He smirked against my lips just as I was pulling back. "Yes, I enjoyed it."

"Game… over." He kissed my nose, grinning.


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