JACOB
I only wanted to mess with him.
Michael seemed to be the kind of person who was easy to tease. I mean...his reactions were adorable.
After spending a few hours with him, my suspicion of him being homophobic disappeared. There was no way he had an ounce of hatred in his heart. When I was roughhousing with him, his reactions were just as expected. He was having fun and taking it lightly, not disgusted by me because I was a man who flirted with him.
What I didn't expect was the response I got from between his legs as I pressed against his body.
What in the hell happened? "Hey, Michael...did you just..."
"I GOT A GO TO THE BATHROOM!" Michael shouted and pushed me off of him, then ran inside the bathroom at speed I didn't think was humanely possible.
I was too stunned to react fast, so I just sat on the ground for a hot minute, then slowly got up to check on him. I got to confront the kid. Maybe it was nothing
Did Michael secretly wish the kiss happened? :0
ALISON Michael had been acting weird lately, and I can pinpoint the day it started. He had been acting strange and distant ever since I invited him to the family dinner. It seemed like he was nervous the entire time and couldn't wait to leave, especially around my brother Jacob. That's right. He had been acting especially weird around Jacob. At first, I thought it was because Jacob was scaring him. But that's not it because he jumped at the opportunity to help Jacob out when he asked. Why would you be so eager to help someone you scared off? Was he trying to kiss Jacob's ass? But why? It's not that we need his permission to date! He brushed me off when I tried to ask and was all flustered. "Do you think Michael has been acting different lately?" I asked one of my best friends, Lisa, as she took a big bite of her sandwich. Lisa was in the same class as Michael and me, and sometimes, we had lunch together. She always tol
MICHAEL Oh crap. I think I might've messed things up with Alison. She invited me over for a nice dinner. And then, she was all over me wearing that sexy outfit, but I... I couldn't do it. I wasn't turned on by her this time. I think I need to go ahead and accept the fact that I wasn't attracted to Alison anymore. But why? It wasn't that I didn't think she wasn't pretty anymore. She is still one of the sexiest girls I've ever met, but somehow that didn't matter to me anymore. My mind was somewhere else. Where was my mind, you ask? Somewhere where it shouldn't be. I kept thinking about Jacob. I still remember his warm breath fanning my skin when he leaned over. The way his bright green eyes bored into mine. I've never seen such beautiful eyes. At least not on a man. And when he almost kissed me, I was excited. Not disgusted or embarrassed. The anticipation was giving me butterflies in my stomach and I eagerly waited for our lips
MICHAEL I felt that familiar fluttery sensation in my stomach as I felt Jacob's presence behind me. Why did he have to surprise me all the time? And how did he walk around so silently? I thought he was a former army range and not a goddamn ninja. "Jacob, hi. What are you doing here?" I let out a nervous laugh. I looked him up and down. He looked damn good. Or maybe I was crushing on him even harder now that I found my newfound feelings for him. "It's the weekend and this bar is popular. What are you doing here all alone? Where is Alison?" Jacob asked. "She is busy," I lied. "I see. Well, I'm glad you're here. Now I don't have to drink alone." He chuckled and ordered us more drinks. I was already tipsy and usually went home before I got too drunk, but I wasn't about to give up the chance of getting drunk with my first man crush! "Ni...nice sweater. Is that cashmere?" I said. God, Michael...could you be more awkward?
MICHAEL Holy shit. This is so amazing. I thought as he lay on top of me, nibbling on my lips. His hands were already under my shirt, stroking my bare chest and stomach. His rough hands caressed my hot skin so gently that it was almost unbearable for me. I have kissed plenty of times before, but it never felt this good. I could feel myself slowly getting hard, but this time, I wasn't afraid. He froze all of a sudden, and I didn't feel his lips moving anymore. No, no, why did he stop kissing me? "Shit...what am I doing?" he mumbled against my lips. Now is not the time to feel guilty, Jacob. I'm in the middle of experiencing heaven. I thought to myself and begged him to keep going in my mind since I was too much of a chicken to say anything out loud. He let go of me and stood up. "I'm sorry," he murmured, then went into his room then slammed the door shut. I sat there quietly. My head was spinning, I could
JACOB I made a huge mistake last night and kissed Michael. I didn't know what came over me. I was never the kind of guy who would do crazy things after drinking a little. But when I felt the heat of his body as he pressed against me, and I looked at his lips, I couldn't help myself. I was so sure of what I wanted and it was to kiss him. Even if it was just for once, I wanted to taste his lips. So I made the impulsive decision and went for it without thinking of the consequences. What if he was angrier than he let on? What if he tells Alison? She was his girlfriend, after all. Alison respected me as her older brother, but she would lose it once she found out I flung myself at her boyfriend. But damn, my heart won't stop racing when I'm near him. Even now, as I drove him back to his car, I was having a hard time breathing because he was sitting right next to me. And now he tells me he likes me? What the fuck? "Ah, thanks
MICHAEL This wasn't how things were supposed to go. But then again, I didn't know what I was expecting. I went home feeling confused and lost. I just experienced my first kiss and heartbreak with a man all on the same day. No, that's not it. My heart didn't break because I didn't give up yet, I thought. I won't accept his rejection and walk away so easily. I knew I put him in a tough position, and I knew he would never choose me over his sister. But that doesn't mean I couldn't try to win him over. I couldn't change how I felt and knew I wouldn't be happy with anyone else. I needed to tread carefully and come up with a plan, so I didn't hurt Alison. I cared about her too. I didn't want to destroy our friendship in the process. I needed an excuse to see him now that he rejected me. But what could I do so things won't be awkward anymore? I felt like Jacob would intentionally avoid me now, and it made me upset. But the opportunity
JACOB I almost didn't agree to tutor Michael. I figured things would be awkward between us after what happened that day. I expect him to be mad at me for outright rejecting him. I wonder if this was all Alison's idea to ask me for tutoring. "I don't know if I have the time," I said, thinking I could convince Alison that I was too busy to teach her boyfriend about physics. "Oh, come on, I know you have plenty of time. Do it for me. Pleeaase! It's not that you don't like Michael, right?" Alison pouted. The problem is that I like him way more than I should. I was trying to stay away from him, so this was a bad idea. "Look, he needs to do well because he needs good grades to keep his scholarship. His family isn't rich, so he needs the scholarship. So please just help him. It's important to him," Alison said and looked at me expectantly. Goddammit. I couldn't run away from him forever. And if I keep saying no, it might make Alison suspiciou
MICHAELI could sense Jacob's discomfort as he sat in front of me. He could hardly look me in the eyes, but it was kind of impossible as I was sitting directly in front of him. Besides, you can't teach anyone anything without looking at them!"So...um...what did you need help with?" he asked.Quick, Michael. Think of some bullshit excuse to give him.I searched my brain to find out my weakest area in physics."I don't understand...uh..." I stammered. I suddenly forgot everything."You don't understand what?" Jacob narrowed his eyes."I don't understand anything in class. Teach me, Sensei," I said.Jacob stared at me for a moment, then burst into laughter. "Michael. You don't need my help, do you? This was just an excuse to see me," he said.Damn, he was smarter than I thought."Don't flatter yourself, mister. Why would I make an excuse? If I wanted to see you, I would've waltz back here and see you," I declared. O