My Dream Boy (BoyxBoy)

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It's not edited, sorry. If you don't tolerate grammar mistakes, hot sex scenes and gay stories, you better go read something else then, alrighty? Cus there'll be a whole lot of those in here, not in that particular order.

My Dream Boy (BoyxBoy) 06: Worst day ever

The most surprising thing was when he kissed me back.

I was high in the sky. He was kissing me back. It only lasted a few more seconds, but he was definitely kissing me back, his lips moving softly over mine. I was truly in heaven.

And then reality came crashing down, ripping all happiness to shreds when Matt pulled briskly away from me, his midnight blue eyes round wide and scared on his pale face. I have never seen Matt as pale as he was now.

He stumbled back and crawled a little away from me, sitting quickly on the floor, his mouth still slightly open but no words coming out of it. He closed it and opened like he was about to say something, but then he closed it again, looking at me with confused eyes.

And then it hit me. I realized what I had just done. I had kissed him, and the look on his face told it all. It was definitely not happiness. In fact, he looked like he was about to get sick.
Oh, god, he was disgusted of me! I made him feel sick! Kissing me made him feel sick! He was going to hate me now, and I was going to lose my best friend for good!! How stupid was I to try and kiss him?! What was I thinking?! I wasn't thinking! I didn't think, I just acted on impulse, fueled by all that damn vodka!!

Before I could apologize or even say anything, Matt's face turned into a weird shade of green and he quickly put a hand over his mouth. He looked like he was about to throw up right there.

"Oh... god." he whispered "I think... I'm gonna be sick." and he stood up hesitantly and then darted fast to the bathroom upstairs, stumbling a little over the staircase while he tried to hold the contents of his stomach inside.

I sat on the floor in a dazed state and watched him leave. I stood up slowly and stumbled myself near the stairs, and heard him throwing up upstairs. Yep. That sounded about right. He's totally disgusted of me. Who could blame him? His best friend had tried to take advantage of him drunk and kissed him and he must be feeling violated and sick to the core. He was probably going to punch me in the face for what I did. I sure deserved a punch.

I looked around, my heart beating fast in my chest. What should I do now? Maybe I should leave. I glanced quickly to the door. I could walk home... I think. My house wasn't exactly close... and it was the middle of the freaking night. I couldn't leave, not right now. What should I do then?!
Matt was going to head back down here soon. I couldn't face him! Just thinking about looking him in the eyes right now made me feel sick myself! I didn't know what to say to him, how I was going to explain myself, explain what I did? Why did I do it?! He was going to hate me!!

My stomach twisted and I felt really sick, sweat beading my forehead. I felt like crap. I rushed into the guest's bathroom by the living room, locked the door and leaned over the sink, splashing some cold water over my face. I didn't have the nerve to look at my own reflection in the mirror. I couldn't even face myself. God! Why did I have to do that?! It was all Jesse's fault! Her and her stupid evil plan, taking over my head! I was going to get beat up and loose my best friend over it!!

I slumped against the bathroom wall and slid down to the floor, my knees getting weak, my whole body trembling and my breathing coming out in ragged gasps. I bent my knees and sunk my hands in my hair. I couldn't face Matt now. What if he really wanted to punch me? I sucked at fighting! I always counted on Matt to stuck up for me, he always had my back! I wouldn't stand a chance against him! He was going to beat me into a pulp!

The only one Matt was afraid of was... Jesse! Jesse was always bossing him around like he was her pet! Hell, she bossed me around like a pet too! I guess we were both her pets. Jesse. She would know what to do now! I'm going to call her!

I patted my jeans and cursed under my breath. Shit! My cellphone was outside. Probably over the coffee table. Maybe I could