Two Gay Nerds Fighting Novels & Stories

said Rara, she brought the used tray back to the kitchen. "Yes, thank you," Nathan said. "Thank you," Kevin said gratefully. Now there were only four men down there who were busy eating their meals. Even Kevin and Jonathan fight over food. "This is mine," Jonathan shouted. "It's good for you, this is mine," said Kevin. "No, it's mine," Jonathan insisted. "Gays, don't fight. You two are embarrassing me. Don't be like a starving person." While they were fighting over food, Nayla had arrived at her room. It turned out that Jessy and Fanny had changed clothes and to make matters worse, they were wearing Nayla's clothes.

“I made a background check, and Bruv is a fighter! He beat up a federal agent after rapping the motherfucker!” “You heard me!” he shouts deliberately, turning toward the Linton brothers, trying to use their hatred for gay people to heighten the tension. From the corner of my eye, I meet Linton’s gaze. He stares at me for a few seconds. Then stands up and walks out of the cafeteria. “Let’s get out of here,” I say to Oliver. And just like that, the unspoken beef subsides, leaving me hungry through the day. T-Baby also walks off after the quiet threat.

Then one of the others grabbed my arm, trying to pull me back. “Let him go!” “Or what?” I repeated his words back to him. His fist clenched. “Don’t push it. If you're not careful, we'll also have a taste of your expired butthole!” His eyes narrowed, and I spit, disgusted. “Don’t you dare touch me. If you are gay, look for a twink willing to put up with you or make use of a water bottle.” The first guy shoved me off him, straightening his clothes.

One of the men shouted. Ace kicked the man, angrily, and Edwin started to hit the other guys. It was really shocking for Edwin, to see Ace fighting for a gay instead of bullying him, which he always does to other people. He noticed pure anger in Ace’s face while beating the people. One of the men pushed Ace, and when he was about to hit himself to the brick wall, Edwin held his hand and pulled him towards him.

Also, their attitudes describe the best of them. I looked at Tara; she was laughing while watching the twins embarrass each other in front of us. I can’t help but giggle. I was happy to be part of this gang despite my secret and the essence of betrayal; staying like this is valuable. After the two men fought, all of us decided to go out to hyperventilate. We head to Gale’s skatepark along with our BMX and skateboard.

The three girls merely shook their heads as another contender for most ludicrous hooligan of the night spoke, “I’m SO gay, you guys.” A comical sort of silence surrounds the gang for a second. “We know,” everyone simultaneously said. Odell shot them all a disbelieving glare. “Oh... how?” “Sweetie, you came out to us last year,” Naia said with an amused smile. “Did I?” Odell gave it a serious thought, not being able to remember the momentous event in his drunken state. Megan bit her lower lip in an attempt to stop herself from chortling then and there. “Does yelling ‘I’m gay!!!! I’M GAY!!!!!’ to the ocean jog your memory?”

Ace said squinting his eyes while Joel pulled at his lip. "Okay. I'll break this down for you. Really slow alright?" Cliff said, facing the two no brained dorks. They both nodded, trying to wrap their heads around it. "Me. Stark. Mates. Gay. In love. I prefer penis. We good?" He told them, and after a few seconds of thinking, it hit them both and they grinned, 'man-hugging' each other.

My old neighbors confirmed the years of abuse I had received at home. One neighbor slammed her fist down on the table, ranting, "Heartless monsters! Troy wasn't even 18, and they wanted to sell his organs for cash. And they wanted him to haul bricks to fund them. If he hadn't bolted in time, his whole life would have been ruined." The scar reports sealed it, and public opinion flipped. I cut ties with my parents legally and got real freedom. Zach found Shannon in a noisy, dim bar corner. "Shannon!"

The three males are unable to untangle themselves from so many vines, and I use that opportunity to call Austin, snarling at him, without even waiting for a response, “Get your damn packmates. I am sick of this bullshit!” My hands are trembling as I watch the males fight to release themselves. The middle one manages to do so, and rushes towards me. I can see death in his eyes, so I muster every bit of power still lingering within me and jerk my hand out, giving him the shock of his life. I can smell his burnt flesh as he is thrown backwards. Everything is quiet afterwards, except the two males screaming for Garett and Garett looking stunned, struggling to stand up. Austin arrives at some poi

Derek thrust up to meet him, hands gripping Mike’s hips hard enough to bruise. They switched again after several intense minutes. Derek bent Mike over the arm of the couch, railing him from behind with deep, punishing strokes while reaching around to jerk him fast. Then Mike pushed Derek down and took control, fucking into him with long sensual thrusts, both men gasping and cursing through their denial. “I’m not gay,” Mike panted as he slammed into Derek’s tight ass, baby oil making the slide filthy and perfect. “Me neither,” Derek moaned, pushing back to take him deeper. “This is just one time. Never again.”