Apples to Oranges (6 page)

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Authors: Xondra Day

“Just friends or friends that mess around?”
Brandon
was on a roll now.

“God, you certainly get straight to the point. Why do you want
to know this?”

“Forget it,”
Brandon
snapped. “Forget that I asked you anything. This is totally fucked up and I
don’t know why I’m saying this shit. But did you like what we did?” He
swallowed hard.

“Yes.”

“Me too.” They both stopped talking when they spotted Mike
running back towards them with the missing book in his right hand.

“Got it.” Mike held the book in midair. “All aboard, peeps.” And
they were off.

****

Jace didn’t know if he should feel relieved or pissed at his
conversation with
Brandon
.
On the upside at least the guy admitted what they’d done together.

He sat on the edge of his bed and glanced at his phone to check
his messages. Sure enough, there was a text from
Preston
telling him to drop over around seven. Until then, he planned to mess around on
the computer and at some point would hunt for food. Jace guessed his mom wasn’t
eating this evening since she hadn’t come out of her room when he came back. Once
again, she was having a bad day.

 

 

Chapter Four

 

“That girl is into you,” Mike said. He’d stopped by
Brandon
’s trailer after
supper.
Brandon
so didn’t want to have this discussion at this time. “She would have screwed
you easily.”

“Thanks, I think.” His didn’t dare take his eyes from the TV
screen. “She’s all right, in her own way.”

“But you’re not interested. Why the hell not? She’s decent
looking.”

Brandon
stopped to think about that. He couldn’t even remember her name and it wasn’t
for lack of trying. What little he did remember about her didn’t impress him.
She was annoying as hell, and what the fuck was up with that silly little
laugh? She sounded like a hyena. “Then you can date her.”

“Funny.” Mike sat back on the couch and picked at the hem of his
t-shirt.

“She’s annoying.” There, he’d said it. He neglected to leave out
the other reasons for his lack of interest.

Mike laughed. “I’ll give you that much.” He grabbed the remote
from the coffee table and flicked the channels. “Shit, shit and more shit. Is
there anything decent on anymore?”

“Fucked if I know.”
Brandon
jumped up from the couch and headed into the kitchen. “Soda or coffee?” he
called out.

“Soda’s fine.”

He handed Mike a soda and sat down next to him. “I don’t think
your cousin likes me,” he said.

“Jace? He’s just a little off. By the way, I think you may be
right about him.”

“Right about what?”

“Him being gay. I asked him if he was.”

Brandon
sucked in a deep breath and cracked open his soda. “What did he say?” He
wondered if Jace had told Mike anything about them.

“He didn’t answer me, not really. I think he is, but isn’t ready
to admit to it openly yet.”

“That’s his choice. It can’t be an easy thing to do, if he is. A
lot of people aren’t that accepting.”

“I respect him. I told him it was okay if he was. It wouldn’t
cause me to look at him differently. It must be hard hiding something like
that. And how do you begin to find…you know, someone. This town is harsh enough
as it is. How do two guys know that they both like dick?”

Brandon
coughed and nearly choked on his soda. “Jesus,” he said, swiping one palm
across his lips. “Do you have to be so fucking blunt?”

“But think about it. Two guys doing it…Who gets to decide who
fucks who? Do they flip a coin or something?”

“We are not having this conversation.”
Brandon
tried to focus on the movie playing
on the TV and not the weird conversation he was having with his good friend.

“It’s probably hot. It makes total sense when you think about
it.”

“Are you serious?”
Brandon
tossed his head back and laughed hard.

“A guy would know what to do to another guy. It makes perfect
sense that it would feel pretty good.”

“I suppose. Let’s go out and do something. I’m bored as hell
here. There has to be something to do in this crappy town.”

“Are you okay?” Mike asked.

“Yup.” He said it a little too quickly for his liking.

“Great. I have an idea where we can go.”

“Lead the way,”
Brandon
replied. Anyplace was better than where they were now.

****

“This totally sucks,”
Preston
said. He tossed his pen on the kitchen table and smiled. “We can go upstairs
for a bit, if you want?”

Jace felt his cock rise a little at the suggestion. “Sure. We
can afford a break. Maybe it’ll help stir some ideas.”

He followed
Preston
upstairs
and into his bedroom.
Preston
shut the door behind
them and locked it. “Privacy,” said
Preston
.
“My parents won’t be home anytime soon, but you never know.”

Jace sat on the bed, but when
Preston
sat in front of the computer and beckoned him to come over to the desk, he did.

“What do you think of this?”
Preston
asked. On the screen there was a video playing. One guy had another bent over
the end of a couch and he was fucking him, hard.

Instantly, Jace’s cock grew fully hard and he felt very warm all
over. He’d watched porn before, but never in anyone’s presence. “That’s…hot,”
he managed to mutter.

Preston
looked back at him and
smiled. “Very.” He turned around in the swivel chair and pulled Jace to him.
“I’ve thought about you a lot. What we did was more than amazing. I’m extremely
attracted to you.”

“Me too,” he lied. Saying otherwise, that his thoughts had
really been on
Brandon
,
would have ruined the moment entirely. Jace liked
Preston
,
sort of.
Preston
was nice to him and they
shared a secret. It was something.

“Good. That’s what I wanted to hear. Have I ever told you how
cute you are?”

“I think so,” Jace replied with a nod. “Once or twice.”

Preston
stood and pushed him
back until the back of his legs bumped the edge of the bed. He reached down and
cupped Jace’s ass with both hands. “Have you ever wondered what it would be
like to get fucked?”

“Yes.” Jace’s breath came hot and heavy as his cock strained for
freedom.

“I wanna fuck you, Jace. I wanna stick my cock in your ass and
feel you.”

Jace wasn’t sure if he was ready for that. That was one hell of
a step to take. Not to mention he figured it would hurt a lot. But the idea of
it intrigued him and turned him on even more. “I’ve never done that before.”
He’d played with his ass sometimes while he jerked off, but that was as far as
it ever went. It felt good, but a cock in there?

“It’ll be so hot. We’ll take it slow and if you want to stop at
any time, we will.”
Preston
caressed his
cheek. “I want you to come while I fuck you.”
Preston
ground against him as he pulled Jace in tighter. “It feels fucking fantastic to
hold you like this.”

When
Preston
’s lips found his
neck, Jace tossed his head to one side and then fell back on the bed.
Preston
stood next to the bed and pulled off his shirt
and then his pants. He watched the strip show and reached down to palm his
bulge. And when he sat up, he reached for
Preston
’s
cock, guiding it to his mouth as he jacked it.

“You do that so good. Man, that’s just out of this world,”
Preston
. He guided Jace along as his fingers tangled in
the guy’s hair. “Suck it. Suck my cock.”

Jace gagged as he took
Preston
deep and with he finally withdrew the cock from his mouth. He was more than a
little curious to find out what it would feel like to have it inside of his
ass. He looked up and their eyes met. “You have condoms?”

“Yeah and lube.”
Preston
knelt
down and pulled a package of condoms and lube from underneath his bed. “I
figured at some point this would happen in my life. I’m prepared.”

“How should we do this?” Jace wasn’t sure what position was
best. He slid his jeans down over his hips and kicked them to the floor.

“On your knees with your ass in the air.”

Jace rolled onto his stomach and raised his ass. He still had
his briefs on and when
Preston
pulled them
down over his butt, he shivered with anticipation and lusty excitement.


Preston
, are you home?”

“Fuck!” said
Preston
. “It’s my
mom, again. Get dressed before she comes up here.”

Jace groaned and pulled up his briefs. This was the second time
they’d been interrupted. His face was hot, in fact both sets of cheeks were. He
dressed as fast as he could and
Preston
did
the same. “Next time we’re going elsewhere,” Jace said.

“Totally,”
Preston
replied,
annoyed. “I’m so sorry about this. I didn’t think she’d be back so soon. They
heard a male voice from downstairs talking. “That’s my dad.”

“I guessed. Should I go?”

“Can we go to your house?”
Preston
unlocked the bedroom door.

“My mom’s home. It wouldn’t work. It’s probably best that we
didn’t do it.”

A look of instant disappointment crossed
Preston
’s
face. “I’d like to see you more often.”

“You see me at school all the time.” A hint of sarcasm tinged
Jace’s voice.

“That’s not what I meant. I could really like you.”

“Then we like each other.” He didn’t know what
Preston
was getting at.

“You don’t get it. It’s not just about the messing around.
That’s great, but I’d like to get to know you, as a person.”

“I’m not sure that would work. This town is a bit small for that
and people wouldn’t understand if they noticed anything.” Hiding was hard and
so was denying his true self. However, it was a necessity.

“I hate this place.”
Preston
folded his arms across his chest. “I can’t wait to leave it.”

“I think many of us feel the same way.” Jace thought about
Brandon
. “School will be
over in a couple of months. Look at it that way.”

“I guess. Anyway, I should go downstairs and greet the
parentals. I’ll text you later tonight.”

****

Downstairs, Jace spoke briefly with
Preston
’s
parents and then he was out of there.

Outside, the early night air refreshed him as he walked. That
had been a close one. He didn’t want to begin to think what would have happened
if
Preston
’s parents had caught them doing it?
That would have been a total nightmare.

Jace sped up his pace and tried to focus on the positive. One
thing was certain, lately his life has become a whole lot more interesting than
ever before.

****

“Jesus, that’s Jace,” said Mike, slamming on the van’s brakes.

Brandon
jolted forward in his seat and was glad he’d had the good sense to buckle up.
“Man, way to get us killed,” he muttered, under his breath.

“Hey, where are you going?” called Mike. “Get in and I’ll give
you a lift.”

“I was heading home,” explained Jace as he got in the van.

“Where were you?” asked Mike.


Preston
’s house, working on
the yearbook.”

“How’s that going?” Mike pulled back on the road.

“It isn’t. It sucks. We’re trying to make it stand it from years
before, but I don’t have any interest in it,” Jace explained. “No one has any
interest in them anymore. They’re a relic.”

“Guy’s a dweeb,” scoffed
Brandon
.
“A first class a-hole.”

“You don’t even know him,” said Mike. “He seems okay.”

Brandon
said nothing at first.

“He thinks he’s better than everyone else. Look at the way he
walks around the school. Fucking moron.”
Brandon
didn’t know
Preston
. Mike was right about that
and he didn’t want to get to know him, either. Just looking at the guy in
school pissed him off since he’d figured that Jace had something going on with
him. He was fucking jealous and he hated himself for it. It was stupid.

“Mike, let me out. I’d rather walk home.” Jace was already out
of his seat with one hand on the door. “Here’s good.”

Mike pulled the van over to the curb and shot
Brandon
a less than pleased look. “You got a
big mouth, man.”

Brandon
nodded. “I’m an asshole, but I’ll take care of it.” He jumped out of the van
after Jace, but not before he told Mike to go on without him. “Go on. I’ll talk
to him.”

Mike shrugged and gave him a strange look as if he didn’t
understand what was going on. “Okay. See ya later.”

****

Jace kept walking even after he’d heard
Brandon
call his name. He was in no mood to
speak or look at him. Who did this guy think he was? He wasn’t perfect by a
long shot and if pushed far enough he’d tell him that.

“Jace, would you at least give me a chance to say something,”
Brandon
yelled. “Okay, I
admit it. I’m a fucking asshole. There, I said it.”

Jace stopped in his tracks and turned slowly to face him.
“What’s wrong with you? Why are you so pissed at
Preston
?
Did he ever do anything to you?”

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