Billy
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1999 ° All Rights Reserved
Sitting through all those damn hot guys was not helping either. He saw a
dick or a grin and his mind would start back wondering if Mike’s was that
way, or if Mike could do that, or hell if he would. He kept thinking of how
it would feel to just be laying naked next to Mike and now it was time to
move. No way could he stay at the desk all night, next to Mike.
Mike’s words echoed inside his head. What was going on; was Mike
pulling his chain? Could Mike be trying to get him to admit that he was some
limp wrested faggot? Damn that would really make his month. Here he was
planning on pushing himself to be grade president and some jock was going to
blow it for him.
As he thought the words out, a small smile crossed his face as he also
thought of how damn hot it would be to have Mike blow him. Shit, now he
couldn’t even think right, everything came back to Mike and that damn hot
look he always seemed to have. The way he fluttered his dark eyelashes, the
way his lips curled around, the way his jaw was set when he had something on
his mind. Fuck he was losing it and now he had to answer why he had shown
these type of pictures.
“Huh? What, I mean why would mine be there?”
Mike took a deep breath. Well, here goes he thought. “Cause you better
looking than most of them… that is why”
Billy sat there, unsure of what to say. His own breathing was becoming
very irregular and his chest hurt like hell. Damn it, Mike always knew how
to get under his skin. Well, that would be nice, but there he went again, he
was faced with a real problem and all his dumb ass blond head could think of
was getting into Mike’s pants. What the hell, maybe Mike really wanted him
to.
“You think I am that hot? And just how would you know that?”
“Well… I guess I don’t really know that… guess you could prove
me wrong…”
“Taking it back now are you? Fine… and just how would I prove you
wrong? Strip or something?”
The words just seemed to hang in the air for an eternity. Mike looked
everywhere but at Billy, afraid his desire would betray him. Billy was
trying to simply not pass out, his excitement and fear was neck and neck as
to which had a greater hold of his heart at that moment.
A soft whispered “yes”
seemed to suddenly just echoe in the still of the room. Billy swallowed and
slowly turned his face upwards towards Mike. He met with the dark eyes of
Mike peering down at him. There was no way that Mike couldn’t see his
boner now, and hell, why should he hide it?
“Yes?”
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