Romance Fan Fiction ❯ A New Feeling ❯ An Interesting Conversation ( Chapter 1 )

Yaoi-Freak1990- Hey this is my first fanfic, so be nice!

 

I was lying in bed next to my best friend. This was normal; Jake was usually at my house every weekend. We did the normal things 16 year old teenagers did; watched movies, hung out, played video games. We would talk until sleep took over us.

 

Tonight was different. I don't know what came over him, but I know things will never be the same again.

 

“Tyler?” he asked softly.

 

I opened my eyes, “Yeah?”

 

He was quiet for a couple of minutes and he spoke again, “Have you ever been curious about what it would be like to be with a….a….a guy?” he ended softly.

 

I sat there puzzled and confused. `Why would he ask me that?' I thought. “Umm….no. Have you?” I asked him, suddenly curious. `Could he be gay?' I wondered.

 

I wasn't really sure, I mean, we never talk about girls. So, it could be possible.

 

“Kinda.” He said

 

“Are you, you know, gay?” I carefully said, not wanting to offend him.

 

“I don't know. The only person I have thought about, that way is a guy. But, I'm not sure if…..” he trailed off.

 

A million questions suddenly flooded my mind. `Who does he like?', `How long has he liked him?', `Do I know him?', and `Could it be….me?' I froze, holding my breath, when I asked myself that. `Why do I want it to be me he is talking about? `Do I like him?' I relaxed, releasing my breath slowly.

 

“Are you afraid he doesn't like you?” As I said this, I sat up, crossing my legs Indian style.

 

I felt his side of the bed shift. I looked to my left and he was looking into my eyes. I felt my heart flutter.

 

“Yes. I want to tell him, but I'm afraid he will reject me. I don't want to ruin what we have, but it is killing me. I desperately want to know if he feels the same way.” He looked away and let out an irritated sigh.

 

“You should tell him. Isn't it better to know how he feels? Say he does turn you down. Then isn't it better that you know. If you don't tell him, you will never know. He may like you in return.” I waited as he took it into consideration. He looked back at me.

 

“How do I tell him? Do I just come out and say it or should I just drop hints that I like him?” He stared at me unsure.

 

“Just tell him. Find a comfortable way to let him know.” I looked back at him, wishing he would just say it.

 

Then the weirdest thing happened, he kissed me. I felt his hand on the back of my neck as his lips lightly touched mine. I gasped, startled.

 

I felt his grip on my neck tighten as he pulled my head closer to his, deepening the kiss. My eyes slowly closed. His tongue slid over my bottom lip; causing my lips to part slightly. I felt his tongue running over the top of my tongue. He let out a soft moan. Then our tongues were tangled as he devoured my mouth. He was exploring my entire mouth. Just then, he ran his tongue along the roof of my mouth. I shivered and groaned.

 

Suddenly, I felt embarrassed. I felt his mouth vibrate as he lightly chuckled. Our lips parted, but before he leaned back he planted a small kiss on my swollen lips.

 

Both of our hearts were racing, we just looked at each other. He was smiling. I know my whole face was beat red.

 

“So, does he like me?” Now he sounded confident.

 

“I believe so.” I quietly laughed and looked away.

 

His hand touched my chest and pushed me back on the bed so that I was lying down. He crawled on top of me, laying his body on top of mine. My heart skipped a beat.

 

His head bent as he claimed my lips once again. As our tongues began to intertwine, I rested my right hand on his lower back. We were both in boxers and t-shirts. As we continued our kiss, I slowly ran my hand up his back along his shirt. I stopped at his upper back when his whole body shuttered.

 

Once again, our lips parted. He brought his head up looking into my blue eyes as I looked into his green eyes. He ran his fingers through my brown wavy hair. I took my index finger and twirled a curl of his dark blonde hair.

 

His hands left my hair and I dropped mine. He took one finger trailed it from my ear to my chin, while tracing my jaw line. His finger traveled up to my lips and he traced an outline of my lips. My eyes closed for a brief moment, but then reopened when he removed his hand.

 

“Should I continue or should we call it a night?” He waited for my reply.

 

“It's already one in the morning, and we both have that test tomorrow in Biology. We need some rest.” I said, not wanting our night to end.

 

“Yeah, you're right.” He rolled off of me. Lying beside me, he pulled me close to him. With my back to his chest and his arms around my waist, he spoke softly and his voice full of love, “Goodnight love, sweet dreams. See you in the morning.”

 

I smiled, “Goodnight”. As everything replayed in my mind, I slowly began to drift into a deep sleep. Then I began to dream.

 

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