SIMON

"You gave him a blow-job in a classroom?" Alex shouted, a look of surprise and excitement visible on his face, while we walked home together.

"Could your voice be any louder?" I asked him looking round to make sure no one heard us.

He shrugged. "I still can't believe you actually went down on him?"

"Hey, don't give me that look." I said to him, but he didn't budge. He adjusted his glasses and kept staring at me, obviously expecting me to give him full details about what I just told him. "Weren't you the one who was busy snogging with Stiles at the rooftop?" I said, trying to get the attention off me, and gladly, it worked. Immediately I said that, Alex looked away from me, trying to hide the blush spreading across his cheeks. Seeing that he was probably embarrassed, I tried to talk about something else. "Did you see the look on Mr Luke's face when you walked in late?" I said, changing the topic. "The excuse you gave him? We have been friends for ages and you still have not learnt from me."

Alex gave me a disapproving look immediately. "You? Man, the excuse you give every time you are late for class is that you were attacked by a mad man."

"And it works every single time," I replied, shrugging. Seeing that he might not want to agree with what I said, I tried changing the topic again. "So, are you and Stiles now dating or are you close to dating?"

"We aren't dating—yet." He said and paused, as if thinking of what to say next, or contemplating on whether or not to say what was on his mind. "He is still in the closet and I do not want to force him into anything," he shrugged. "The fact that my feelings for him are mutual is satisfactory enough though," he ended and flashed me a smile. It was obvious he was more than glad that his feelings for Stiles was mutual. I was happy for him also, because he has liked him ever since I've known him.

"Well, I am happy for you." I said with a small smile on my face. "You deserve this after pining over him since seventh grade," I added, nudging him on the shoulder a bit to tease him.

"Well I wouldn't say I was pining over him," Alex said, raising his shoulders in defence, and I shot him a look with an eyebrow raised, which was trying to motion to him to not deny it because it was a fact. "Fine, maybe I did. But I still can't believe Stiles has feelings for me."

"Well, I believe it cause that's what those hickeys on your neck are saying, he has claimed you," I said, causing Alex to giggle with a fond look in his eyes as his hands rubbed over the hickeys scattered on his neck.

There was silence for a couple of minutes as we walked across the streets. Alex kept on rubbing his hickeys on his neck and smiling to himself constantly. I let him have his moment as I stifled a laugh, looking at how he behaved like a child because of the hickeys Stiles gave him. The silence was cut short few minutes later by Alex. "Do you plan on coming out to your parents anytime soon?" Alex asked out of the blue, shooting me a concerned look.

"Maybe." I said, but Alex immediately shot me a stare that looked like he was telling me 'maybe? Does that mean you won't, anytime soon?' I sighed and added, "I mean, I will, soon. But what if they hate me, I mean I know they love me but what if when I tell them I am gay or bisexual, that love can turn to hate in a blink of an eye?" That was my only fear, for my parents to not accept me whenever they end up knowing that I am gay. I knew quite well how much everyone in my family loves me, but love can change at any time and I was trying all means to avoid that.

"Do your parents know I am gay?" Alex suddenly asked. I looked at him for a couple of seconds before replying. I mean, I had known Alex to be gay since like forever, but I never gave it a thought to tell my parents about it because I felt they didn't really need it.

"No, I never told them," I finally replied him. I really hoped he wouldn't be offended that I never spoke about his sexuality to my parents, but I only felt it didn't matter, which was the main reason I didn't. "Gay topics have never been brought up before, so I don't know their views," I quickly added.

"Then bring it up." He said nonchalantly. I heaved a sigh of relief that he wasn't offended about not telling my parents about him. I was lost in thought about what he said, when he spoke again. "Simon, are you here?"

"What?" I replied. I had zoned off midway, thinking about what my parent's reaction would be if they knew of my own sexuality. I mean, which father and mother will accept their son being gay or bisexual? A lot, actually, but I wasn't so sure about mine.

"You said the gay topic has never been brought up before. Then bring it up tonight when you guys are having dinner. You can tell them that I am gay and see their reaction and how they feel about it."

"Okay, I will try." Then, Alex talked about how he wished the One Direction guys would come back from their hiatus. He is a huge One Direction fan. It crushed his heart when they announced their hiatus to the public. We finally reached the junction where we'd go our separate ways, we said our goodbyes and I walked on to my house, not looking forward to dinner tonight.

~~~

DAMON

I walked into my mansion which was as quiet as a graveyard, as always. I sighed as I walked up the stairs to my room. Closing the door behind me, I threw my bag away and collapsed on my bed. I turned around, laying on my back as I stared at my ceiling.

I had it all, be it money, the looks, in fact, everything. Yet, I still didn't feel complete. I never had an experience of what a loving family was like. My parents are always out on business trips, my elder sister is married and lives in Chicago with her husband. The only person who is around and who has always filled in as that motherly figure for me is Greta, our family cook. Greta has been with us for ages, but she wasn't around now because she had to go for her daughter's wedding in another country. They say you don't know the importance of what you have, until it's gone. I never actually saw the importance of Greta that much, but now that she's on a break, I missed her a lot.

Sometimes, I wished I could throw the money away in return for a normal loving family, or wished my mother hadn't been too worried about her shape and had given me more siblings, but no, she was so scared that she would gain more weight. She always said my sister and I are enough for her. I knew they love me though, they never failed to tell me that. They were very accepting when I told them I was gay and the reason we moved here was because the area we lived in before weren't too accepting to gay people. My parents moved us here to make me comfortable, since this area didn't care about gay people. Just yesterday, I saw two gay men kissing at the side of the road and nobody looked at them with disgust, they moved on with their own activities.

I moved into Adams High the following week, and I was happy with the fact that I wasn't the only gay guy there. I saw other gay dudes moving around freely but what caught my eyes was a certain blonde boy with blue eyes, Simon. He looks so beautiful and I was attracted to him the first time I laid my eyes on him. I didn't have the chance to talk to him until that Friday. After that night, I knew he was gay or bisexual. I cared less about which one he was but all I know is that he likes dudes. I am a dude and that was what mattered. Although he was in denial, I am happy he has finally come to acceptance with his sexuality.

I closed my eyes going over what happened today in the classroom as he sucked me. I knew for a fact that he had never given someone a blow job before, but he sure knew what he was doing earlier in that classroom. I felt my dick twitch as I remembered the feeling of my dick in Simon's mouth. I lowered my hand to calm my dick through my jeans as I went over the event that happened earlier today. As.much as I didn't want to think much about it, I couldn't help but think of having more of that moment with him.

I closed my eyes and started to stroke myself through my jeans as I remembered Simon's mouth taking in as much of my dick as it can. I lowered my trouser and my brief because it was getting really uncomfortable. I gripped my dick which was really hard now as I started to stroke myself. I couldn't help bu think about Simon's tongue licking the slit at the head of my dick and going down to suck on my sensitive balls. My dick was already leaking pre-cum like a faucet. The way he sucked on the head of my dick like he was licking lollipop made my whole body tremble.The way he took me in while using his hands to massage my balls or when he looked up at me with those blue eyes of his, the image of him sucking my dick was beautiful.

"Fuck!" I came hard, my body trembling. My head thrown back in bliss, my cum was all over my body and it took a while for me to recover from the amazing orgasm I just had.

"I need to shower." I said as I stood up and headed towards my bathroom.

~~~

Okay, this is it. The twins were in bed sleeping and my parents, Sylvia and I were in the living room. Sylvia just finished telling us about a classmate of hers who is betrothed to a rich twenty five year old doctor. I had thought of it all day, and i've finally decided to ask my parents and let them know that Alex is gay. If they accepted Alex that way, then it's all fine, but if they didn't, oh well.

"So," I started and they all turned to look at me. "Alex just announced to me today that he is gay. What a shocking news!" I exclaimed the part, trying to act surprised. I looked around to notice their reaction and they just stared at me.

"Alex is gay?" Sylvia asked, and I nodded.

"Well, I always suspected he was gay," Mum said and Dad nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, I kind of knew. The day I took the both of you out to go watch that match in Boston, I saw the way he stared at one particular player," Dad said.

"So, you guys are okay with it?" I asked hopefully.

"Well, I can't tell him who to love, so I am okay with it," Sylvia said.

"Simon, I hope you don't feel different about your best friend because he is gay?" Mum asked.

"Of course not, mum. Alex will always be my best friend," I said while smiling. They do not hate Alex for being gay, so hopefully, they won't hate me nor judge me too.

"So, Simon, how is your girlfriend?" Dad asked smiling. I was already so tired of hearing the word girlfriend from my family's mouth. I had to come out soon and fast.