Staying Home with Best Friend

By Dude Me

Published on Jan 16, 2009

Gay

Thank you to everyone who emailed me! I wasn't expecting any replies. (:

Summary: So far, Mike has grabbed my wrist and looked somewhat lovingly into my eyes. I'm suspicious that he may be gay.

I fixed Mike and me some sandwiches, got some juice, and got the cupcakes from the refrigerator.

I was about to lay them on the counter when Mike jumped up from his seat. "Let's eat in the living room," he suggested. Confused, I nodded and Mike helped me carry everything. He turned on the TV, and flipped the channel to Spongebob.

"Spongebob?" I laughed. Mike looked hurt, so I added quickly, "Not that it's a problem." He seemed content at that, so, after giving him a sandwich, I climbed onto the two-seat sofa next to my sexy friend.

"Jake," Mike said thoughtfully. "I'm sort of...wondering. Umm...nah. Never mind." He finished his sandwich and gulped down half of his juice.

Ohhh...this was the funny episode! It was even better with this hottie sitting a few inches next to me. I shivered with pure delight.

"Jake...I need to tell you something." Mike turned off the television and faced me. His expression was a mixture of uncertainty and also pain.

"Jake...I'm gay."

I looked at him, wide-mouthed. "G...gay?" I sputtered. Mike looked like he was about to burst into tears. Mike nodded.

"Yeah. Gay." He bit his lip, as if deciding whether to run away from me or to stand up for himself like a man. But I just ignored his emotions and turned the TV back on.

I handed Mike a cupcake, purposely brushing my fingers against his arms. "Hahaha...haha!" I laughed. "This is so funny! Hahahahahaha! Mike, look! Spongebob is hilarious!" I tried, unsuccessfully I might add, to break the tension that was forming between my friend and me.

"Haha," Mike muttered, and bit into his vanilla cupcake. A line of cream formed across the top of his upper lip, but he didn't bother to lick it off. I looked sadly at the guy.

Then I turned to him and said, "Hey...do you...like me?" I couldn't sound any more uninterested. Really. So I added, "I mean, it doesn't really matter if you do...but, I'm just like, wondering."

Mike's eyes filled with tears, and soon they ran down his rosy cheeks, one after the other. "Yeah," he whimpered. I just laughed.

"It's not funny you fucker!" Mike exploded. He began to shake uncontrollably.

"Mike...Mike? Listen...no, I didn't mean it that way!" I felt like crying myself. Staying strong, I pulled him into a hug. Rocking him back and forth gently, I began to comb his blond hair.

"Good," I whispered into his ear. I felt his body begin to calm with the shaking. "Listen to me, babe. Listen. I...I'm gay, too. I admit it. And...I give you credit for admitting it before me. But...you still love me right? You do don't you?"

Mike's head slowly ascended and descended on my shoulders. He heaved a sigh. Gently, I pulled away from him and looked into his clear, blue eyes.

"I feel so stupid," Mike murmured. I smiled, and pushed my soft lips onto his. He gasped, surprised and taken aback that I made a move. Soon, however, he closed his eyes and relaxed. I allowed him to lay on the sofa, not breaking the kiss.

Mike wrapped his warm arms around my neck. My heart was racing twenty times faster. I pulled away once more and slowly licked the cream off his lip. Mike raised the bottom of his body in joy and groaned with pleasure.

After I finished licking the cream, I smiled and pulled him into a kiss again. This time was even better; there was no tension or uncertainty whatsoever. I slipped my tongue into his mouth, which Mike willingly accepted. We explored each others' mouths, moaning in ecstasy.

Mike and I stayed like that for a while, until we both needed to stop for some air. I rubbed his stomach while we grasped for oxygen, panting like dogs who ran a marathon. I giggled at the sound of a chorus of panting, and laid my head on Mike's chest.

We sighed, satisfied. I strained my neck and kissed his cheek one last time before collapsing onto his chest again.

For any comments, questions, or requests, email me at bixboix@yahoo.com.

If you would like any help or want to ask me to write a story (I will need plot/characters/problem provided), email me for that as well. Thanks! (:

Part 3 coming soon (hopefully).


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