Lust and Foul Play

Nate's Point Of View

"Nicholas we're gonna be late for school, come on!" I shouted to my brother as I made my way down the stairs for breakfast.

The scent of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon filled the air, making my stomach growl with hunger. I walked into the kitchen, the warm sunlight streaming in through the window and casting a golden glow over the room.

My dad, Evan, was plating our breakfast, while my other dad, Leon, was busy making lunches for my little sisters, Evie and Lee.

I sat down at the table, rubbing my hands together in anticipation. Nick soon joined us, and we dug into our breakfast. The sound of sizzling bacon and chatter filled the air, making for a warm and cozy atmosphere.

"Lee and Evie you guys have 30 minutes for me to drop you guys at school. I have to be at the dealership by 8," My other dad Leon said walking into the kitchen.

He was dressed in black dress pants, a white long-sleeve button-up shirt tucked in, and a royal blue tie.

Yes, I have two dads. Two loving dads that I love to death and would kill for me. I don't know what I would have ever done without them.

Adopted from birth, I was given the name Nathaniel Cole. I never met my birth parents since I was adopted on the same day I was born by Evan and Leon. I hate to brag but they are the best parents in the world.

Three months after I was adopted, they adopted Nicholas as a newborn as well.

We are really close like actual blood brothers. I love my family and they mean the world to me more than soccer.

I love soccer a lot.

All six of us have dark brown hair which I think is kinda cool though, we aren't blood-related.

Leon and Evan have been married for 19 years and have been together since they were 16, got married when they were 20.

Well, Leon was 20 and Evan was 18. Evan is the gentler parent.

Soft, tender, super duper caring, the peacemaker and the nurturer while Leon is the badass, cool dad but very protective.

He is so protective I tell you, very. Very jovial, also caring obviously, lay back and dope personality. If you're on his good side, you don't ever need to worry. He has a temper and he gets mad whenever either one of us is hurt. In anyway.

Evangeline and Leona were adopted when they were about two years old. Evie is 10 years old while Lee is 9 almost 10 so they are basically the same age.

In my eyes, our family is perfect. Like every other family, there are disagreements but we are happy and we love each other very much.

Nick and I were blessed with both Leon's and Evan's names as our middle names. Mine is Leon and Nick's is Evan.

How cliché right?

I absolutely loathe it. A bit too corny for my liking but I never voiced those opinions.

Even Evie and Lee got named after them as well.

Tsk, a damn shame.

Leon owns 2 car dealerships and 3 garages while Evan is a high school teacher.

Gladly he doesn't teach at the high school Nick and I attend. We love him and all but I wouldn't want him ruffling my hair or asking me embarrassing questions in public.

Especially since I have a reputation to protect.

Nicholas and I are both 18 years old. I was born in October and he was born in December.

Exactly 3 months away.

"I have practice after school today," Nick piped up, shoving bacon down his throat.

"Me too, but we will be home before dinner," I said, gulping down my orange juice.

"You boys are total pigs." Leon grimaced with a scoff.

"Remember to take turns driving the car because I can't stand both of you annoying me about it again," He added, as he poured coffee into a huge traveling mug.

He usually works from home and would go to his work when new stocks come in or go to his garage. Today he is promoting one of his employees so he is heading into the office.

Don't know who it is but congrats to them.

"Daddy, we should go now," Evie said taking up her backpack.

Our dads were busy being affectionate in the kitchen. I scrunched my face in disgust and looked away. I wanted that one day but who knows? I am not ready to settle down in high school.

"You guys ever heard of bedrooms?" I asked grabbing my gym bag.

"You ever heard of condoms? You should use them more often so I won't have another girl on my doorstep claiming she's pregnant with your child," My dad Leon shot back, smirking at me.

This motherfu—

"Real mature dad. That's low, even for you," I said, then shot him a glare.

"He's right Nathan, condoms are cheap." Nick snickered.

I glared at him. Everyone knows I hate the name Nathan. It's either Nate or Nathaniel.

"Oh, shut up Nick. You don't lecture me about condoms," I said to him.

"Of course I can. I always use condoms," He replied.

"Says the guy who lost his virginity without using a condom. She wasn't a virgin you know. She could have given you something," I pointed out.

"Both of you shut up," Evan said. We did after that.

When we all finished eating, we all left the house going in different directions.

I let Nick drive us to school this morning.

I typed away on my phone replying to a few messages from tons of girls willing to sleep with me. So freaking annoying they can be sometimes. If you must know, I'm one of the most popular guys in school.

So is Nick.

He plays football, the captain of the team actually while I'm the soccer player on the soccer team.

Vice-captain... Tsk, I don't even wanna get into that.

I'm about 6'3 and Nick is 6'1.

Do you think I will ever let him live it down? Not a fucking chance.

"When is your first game?" Nick asked me as he pulled up in the school's parking lot.

"This Friday around 7," I said grabbing our gym bags and backpacks from the backseat.

I tossed Nick's to him then we got out walking into the school.

"Hey Nate," Some girl said seductively twisting her hair around her finger. I smiled at her.

These girls are too easy.

"Nicholas," Another purred walking past us.

Nick is totally off the singles list now since he's dating Melyssa Stephens. A dumb cheerleader but who knows? Maybe this one will last longer than a month. I doubt that anyway.

"Nate, would you like to come by my place after school?" Priscella asked once I reached my locker.

Another cheerleader I've already had sex with who never got the memo.

"I'm gonna go, see you later bro, love you," Nick said walking away.

Probably to see his girlfriend.

"Cool, see ya!" I called back.

"Sooo?" Priscella stared up at me, batting her lashes.

"I'm gonna have to pass. I have to be home for dinner with my family and us having sex wasn't anything serious so don't make a habit out of it," I said to her.

"Oh, okay." Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

Offering a tight-lipped smile, I slammed my locker shut, and walking away. The bell rang and I went to my first class.

English. God, I'm so glad this is my last year of high school.

I walked into the classroom, the scent of freshly sharpened pencils and stale air filling my nostrils.

The fluorescent lights overhead cast a hum of white noise, and the creaky wooden floorboards beneath my feet seemed to groan in protest.

I made my way to my usual seat by the window, the warm sunlight streaming in and casting a golden glow over the dusty chalkboard. I dropped into my seat, the worn wooden chair creaking beneath me.

It didn't take long for the demon spawn himself to walk in.

I tried my best to ignore his presence because I didn't want to have anything at all to him. I hate his guts because he annoys me purposely.

We both can't tolerate each other, we barely can do it on the field. My usual go-to is to ignore him but I am never successful because he always found a way to get on my nerves.

Seth Emerson. He's the captain of the soccer team. He's the famous striker, a great player too and so fucking annoying if I must add again.

"Good morning, asshole," He said, giving me shit-eating grin. I could have sworn his teeth glistened.

"Shut your mouth and turn around. It's too early to hear your voice," I hissed, shaking my head.

He turned around facing me and flicked my forehead with his finger. I slapped him so hard in the back, it echoed.

"Stop touching me," I gritted out. He winced and glared at me with his icy blue eyes.

"You're gonna regret this," He said shoving my book off my desk.

"Oh, cause I'm shaking in my boots. Keep playing with me and I might just fuck your other girlfriend since she likes me more. After all, she had a crush on me." I smirked, biting my lip.

His neck snapped around to me, anger seeping through his veins. Bingo

"I will kill you, dickhead!" He gritted out

"I'm so scared," I said, sarcastically. "I'd love to see you try."

He turned around in his seat and I leaned back, crossing my arms across my chest. It didn't take long for our teacher to walk into the class and begin the lesson.

・・・

When lunchtime came, I sat at the usual table where all the popular kids sat including Nick.

He dropped his tray on the table in front of me before sitting beside one of Seth's best friends, Declan Boston.

Soon after the insufferable demon spawn himself to join us and the only seat vacant was next to me. He sat down and his knee brushed against mine. I scooted away from him and he smirked.

It made me want to snap his neck and bust his nose open.

"I had sex with Darcy Hamilton," Mike said, grinning ear to ear as he ate the school's Mac and cheese.

"Congrats?" Nick looked at him, confused.

"Either of you slept with her," Mike stated.

"Hah! Nate took her virginity," Nick told him, laughing.

Mike looked at me and I grinned, smugly. He glared at me and shoved me to the side. I bumped into Seth but quickly caught myself.

"You like touching me don't you, Prince Charming?" He asked smirking at me.

I narrowed my eyes at him. The fuck?

"Don't flatter yourself, Emerson. I am already disgusted by you, now I have to eat near you. Shut up before you ruin my appetite," I dismissed him. I went back to my burger and fries.

We continued talking about random stuff while we ate our food. In the middle of the conversation, a hand rested on my thigh.

I slowly looked down and Seth's hand was on my thigh squeezing it in a comfortable way. I slapped it away immediately and stepped on his foot.

"I'll fuck you up!" I gritted, lowly.

He smiled and sighed, deeply. "You're overreacting," He replied.

"Am I? Because if you touch me again I swear to God I'll slam my fist into that pretty face of yours," I threatened.

He cleared his throat and looked at me. "You think I'm pretty?" He bit his bottom lip.

I scrunched my face in disgust. "You... Ugh, stop talking to me."

Going back to my food, this fucker grabbed my thigh again. I looked at him and he seemed as if he wasn't bothered at all. His fingers started moving in a comforting manner and I attempted to pull my leg away but he gripped it harder.

"Relax," He muttered. His hand slid up to my... Oh God, he touched it.

"Emerson," I gritted out, grabbing his wrist.

"Is it just me or you're turned on?" He whispered in my ear when our friends weren't looking.

It wasn't even hard.

"No, I'm not," I replied, squeezing his hand and pushing it away.

"Uh, that's interesting. Then you have a healthy blood flow," He whispered, biting the chicken and I looked at him.

He was smiling.

"I'm gonna use the restroom," I announced getting up.

I grabbed my bag and stood up walking to the restroom. I slammed the door behind me walking to the sink. I turned the water on splashing my face.

"What the absolute fuck was that?" I muttered looking at myself in the mirror.

Was he...hitting on me?

Because I have no other explanation as to why he'd voluntarily grab my dick and smile right after. That's some gay shit and I'm not gay, I never was.

Even if I was, I wouldn't have a problem either considering I am not one to give a shit about what people think.

I would either punch them in their faces or bitchslap them but I've always been with women, never a guy. Never even saw a guy I'm attracted to.

Now I got the biggest shocker moment because Seth seems quite gay to me. I thought he was straight. He has a girlfriend for Christ's sake.

Though I must admit, she is pretty bitchy but he chose to date her. I argued in my head for a bit then the bathroom door opened and Seth walked in. He checked all the stalls to see if they were empty then bolted the main bathroom door.

"What the hell was that?" I hissed at him.

"What was what?" He asked, innocently.

"You grabbing my thigh and rubbing it then touching my dick. What are you doing?''

His icy blue eyes stared into my green ones. He walked slowly toward me and I took a step back feeling the wall touching my back.

Of course. So damn cliche.

"I thought you liked it," He said, standing in front of me his minty breath fanning my lips.

He's about ½ of an inch taller than me.

"I didn't. Don't ever do that again," I said to him.

I finally looked up at his eyes.

"Hmm, you called me pretty though." He smiled again, his bottom lip tucked between his teeth.

"Are you dumb? I didn't." I looked at him as if he lost all the brain cells he had left.

He was so handsome, sure but in a pretty way. His perfect lips, his perfect teeth. His shirt clung to his lean muscular body so perfectly.

Was I attracted to him? No.

Can I admit when someone looks good? Absolutely.

He's fucking delusional.

"You wanna kiss me don't you?" He asked, trapping me in a cage with his body...even though I had more muscles.

Tsk. Everything is a competition between us and I don't care how childish that is.

"No, I honestly don't," I replied.

"What if I wanna kiss you?" He trailed his finger against my collarbone.

He shrugged then pressed his lips to mine in a soft kiss. My eyes widen in shock. My heart started to race, slamming against my rib cage then his arm went around the back of my neck, pulling me toward him.

He pulled away looking into my eyes a small smile on his face. He looks so handsome and innocent.

Innocent my ass.

"Seth, what the fuck man?" I pushed him back.

He moved back toward me. "I am just testing a theory," He muttered.

"And what theory is that?" I asked and his eyes dropped to my lips again.

He bit my bottom lip pulling it between his teeth. He placed a soft kiss on my lips again then my body started relaxing then I kissed him back.

I, Nathaniel Leon Cole was kissing back Seth Cameron Emerson.

At first, it felt strange but then it started to feel...normal. He wrapped his hands around the nape of my neck, playing the hairs at the back of my head. His tongue entered my mouth, massaging mine.

My hands moved to his waist and I subconsciously pulled him closer, dominating the kiss. He let out a little sound, running his fingers through my hair, and pressed his hips against mine.

My dick was pretty much alive in my jeans and I could feel his hard as mine. I groaned when he rubbed them together and gripped my hair between his fingers. He grabbed my hands and slipped them into his back pockets.

I started squeezing his ass and he moaned, making me smirked into the kiss.

"Cocky little asshole," He muttered against my lips.

My senses came back and I pushed him away. His lips were swollen from us making out. I am sure mine was mirroring his.

"Why on earth would you do that?" I snapped at him. He smirked at me fixing himself in his jeans. He shrugged his shoulders.

"Just thought there's too much tension between us, we should definitely get it out the way," He said, smirking as he traced his finger down my hardened length.

A groan threatened to escape my lips but I denied it, slapping his hand away.

"You do that with your fist. Why did you kiss me? I hate you, Emerson. Don't think for a second that your little gay awakening changed that," I hissed.

"Oh, I do hate you for sleeping with Serena but that doesn't mean you're not the sexiest or most handsome guy I've ever seen," He said and then walked out of the bathroom

The sexiest or most handsome guy he's ever seen? He's trying to get under my skin.