The Word Special (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Six

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My heart could not beat any faster, my smile any wider or my eyes any brighter. I was here and I didn’t care what anyone said. I was going to have the time of my life.

Bouncy World.

In other words, it was the world’s only indoor bouncy rooms. I can remember when I first heard of bouncy world was when I was seven. Tommy Jenkins was having his birthday party there and invited everyone in the class, including me. I remember being so excited to be going to bouncy world and running up to my dad after school with the invitation in my hands. He swept me up and flung my school bag over his shoulder, making his way towards the car. All the while, I told him about Tommy’s birthday and where it was.

‘I can go, cant I daddy?’ I asked him once he sat me in the car and buckled my belt.

‘I don’t see why not’ was his response as he shuffled my hair and got in the front.

Of course, I did not go because the old nag from next door died that day and the funeral was the same day as the party. I cried for four hours when I found out, and not because she died but because I couldn’t go to bouncy world. My mom promised me that she would bring me repeatedly but whenever I asked, there was always something going on.

Now I was here. Right I might look like a complete idiot paedophile jumping around with the little kiddies but I didn’t care, it wasn’t as if I’d meet any of them again.

“Come on, come on I want to go inside.” I begged Wyatt as I grabbed his hand and pulled him along.

“Came down rascal. I need to get the tickets first.”

“Okay but hurry up.”

He nodded and walked over to the tall hairy man with a long gray beard sitting behind the small reception desk. My eyes widened as I took in my surroundings. Everything looked bouncy and colourful. The ground was completely bouncy and had obstacles everywhere. Large rubber balls, swinging punching bags, slides, ball pits and fireball launchers. There were many levels with one giant slide at the top. However, it wasn’t just any slide; it was a bouncing ball slide. You know the ones where you sit in the large hamster-like ball and someone pushes you down, yeah that one.

I was literally jumping with excitement when Wyatt came back and told me I had to take off my shoes first . I was finally here and I wasn’t going to waist one second. I flung my shoes off and ran like a child towards the ball pit. This was awesome. Wyatt’s laughter reached my ears but I ignored him and did what I wanted to do ever since I was seven. I played.

“Hey Oak’s get back here, your scaring the little kids.” Wyatt shouted throwing his converse over his shoulder and running after me.

“Never.” with that I cannonballed into the ball pit. Colourful plastic balls flew up into the air and around me, some even managing to hit Wyatt who was coming towards me.

“Your such a kid.” he told me jumping into the ball pit and throwing me over his shoulder. I reached down and picked up a few balls, throwing them at his head.

“Wyatt let me down.” I begged as he stepped out of the ball pit.

“No.”

“I’ll bite your ass, I swear I will.” I told him.

“Go on then but I still wont let you down.” he said as he continued walking. After a couple second, an idea popped into my head and I didn’t waist any time putting it into action. After a deep breath a let out a small cry and made my eyes water.

“Ouch.” I sobbed, clinging to Wyatt’s shirt, letting the ‘tears’ wet him.

“What wrong now?”

“It h-hurts” I sobbed, pretending to hiccup. I felt Wyatt stop as I tried to hide a smile. My plan was working.

“What hurts? Oakley are you okay?” he was tense under me as he bent down to put me on my feet.

“My head W-Wyatt, it h-hurts.” I covered my eyes with my hands and sat down, bringing my knees up to my chest. I felt him kneel down beside me as he tried to pry my hands of my eyes. He wasn’t as smart as everyone thought he was, sucker.

“It’s okay Oaks. Come here and stop crying.” he soothed, rubbing my back. I hiccupped again and threw my arms around his neck but made sure he did not see my face. I was sure that you could see the amusement and pride for pulling it off illuminating my eyes. He kept on cooing and rubbing my back, telling me repeatedly that it would be okay.

I stifled a laugh as he pulled back, wiping the tears from my face. He studied me for a second but I jumped out of his arms laughing and ran for the second floor. Have you ever tried running on a trampoline? No, well it’s hard. I kept bouncing and falling and it wasn’t any easier while I was laughing. He stood there dumbstruck for a minute before his eyes widened and he took after me.

“You’ll pay for that one Oakley Charms,” he shouted, dodging the incoming children. I shook me head and bounced onto the second floor, running a whole lap of the floor, dodging and jumping and moving objects. I was laughing my head off when Wyatt ran straight into a punching bag but he quickly stood up, shook his head and started after me. I knew he wasn’t using his full speed or else he definitely would have caught me by now but I was having the time of my life.

Just before I could jump onto the third floor, he wrapped his arms around me and picked me up bride-style. We got some amused looks of the children as they all stopped and stared at the two teenage idiots who were running around a child friendly zone having more fun then some of the actual kids. I squirmed and giggled as he put me on the floor and tickled me.

“W-Wyatt s-stop.” I managed to squeak out while rolling around the floor laughing. I was breathless from running and now this, Jesus talk about abuse.

“Are you going to be a good boy Oakley?.” he asked keeping his hands on my hips. I managed to nod and push his hands off so I could sit up properly. “Good because I want to go on the big slide.” I laughed and jumped up, running after Wyatt in the direction he ran.


It was a good three hours later when we finally left bouncy world after getting in trouble with two mothers and a manager. Apparently we should ‘grow up’ and ‘act out age’ and not running around playing with five year olds. It all started when we were at the top of the slide and we were helping the little kids into the ball, then they kept asking us to play with them and being the good people we are, we agreed. So we had the largest plastic ball fight ever with all the kids. It was quite fun because it was Wyatt and I against the midgets, and they kept popping out of everywhere.

“Did you have a good time?.” Wyatt asked after we buckled up.

“Yeah.” a smile appeared on my face as I lay my head against the window, hoping to memorize this day forever.


Wyatt’s POV

“Yeah” he mumbled barely audible. I glanced over at him to see a relaxed smile settle onto his face and his eyes flutter close. I couldn’t do anything but smile at him, he seemed so innocent and carefree but I couldn’t help but remind myself that’s he’s just like the rest of them. I sigh and shake my head, mentally shaking the thoughts away.

Turning the engine on I take one last look at Oakley before lowering the radio and turning out of the car park. Today was the most fun I had in a while, with Oakley and the kids. He was so great with them, it was like instinct to him to look after them and play, so natural.

I pulled up into the school parking lot twenty minutes later. Not many people were out of there dorms at this hour because of the exams that were coming up next month.  Walked over to Oakley’s side of the car and pulled the door open.

“Come on Oakley, time to get up.” I told him as I gently shook his shoulders. I almost laughed out loud as he slapped my hand away and turned his head in the opposite direction.

“Muh, hive more mimutes” he grumbled, dozing back off.

“Okay well at least tell me were your keys are?” I checked his pockets but only found nothing but a couple receipts and change. “Oakley, were are your keys.” I asked again, once again shaking his shoulders.

He slightly shrugged his shoulders and I sighed, he better not freak out walking up beside me in the morning. Gently I pulled him up off the seat and into my arms. He was really light and looked too f*cking adorable right now. His head rolled back onto my chest as he snuggled up closer to me, completely unaware of the world around him.

People gave me weird looks but looked away as soon as I glared, stupid people in this stupid school. It wasn’t like I drugged , kidnapped and raped him but I guess that’s what they’re all expecting from me. I grumbled to myself as I walked into the boys dorm and made my way up to my room. I could see light under the door which meant Micah was here, though he better not have a girl in there with him. Before I could even knock the door was pulled open by the man himself.
“There he is, why wasn’t he answering his phone.” Micah said before I even got a chance to talk.

“Well hello to you too and keep it down, he’s asleep.” I grunted, stepping past him.

“Im serious Wyatt. I was worried sick, we all were.” he whispered looking down at the sleeping Oakley.

“Well, aren’t you just the perfect boyfriend.” I muttered sarcastically, setting Oakley down on my bed. He curled up into the fetes position and I couldn’t help but let a small smile slide onto my face.

“You know I don’t play that way bro, and even if I did I wouldn’t take Oakley from you.” he said coming up behind me. I nodded and went to fetch a t-shirt from my wardrobe for Oakley to wear. When I came back out Micah was sitting on his bed, tossing his phone in the air while watching Oakley sleep.

“He’s more like a child, isn’t he?” He whispered, his eyes all-soft as he watched Oaks. I would have gagged if I hadn’t been doing the same thing for the last half an hour.

“I think that more now after spending the last five hours with him then before.” I told him honestly.

“Where’d you take him anyway? Ruth was having a heart attack when Oakley never came back to his class.”

“Bouncy World.” I told him with a smirk.

“Seriously?” he asked incredulously

“Yup, Oakley wrote a list for me of everything he wanted to do. Bouncy World was the easiest to plan.” Micah shook his head and looked down at his phone.

“Im staying at Tiff’s tonight.” he said, though he didn’t move from the spot. I gave him a look as if to ask him why he was still here. “You sleep in your boxers which means that t-shirt is for him. Im staying to make sure you don’t rape him while he’s sleeping.” I shook my head and knelt on the bed beside Oak’s. As gently as I could so I wouldn’t wake him, I tucked his arms out through the hole and pulled it over his head. I then moved down, unbuckled his belt, and carefully slipped his jeans and shoes off.

Micah and I held back a chuckle as we seen Oakley’s little Elmo briefs. Such a kid I thought as I slide my shirt over his head and lay him back down onto the bed. A sort of pride feeling filled my chest looking at him in my t-shirt, it was too big on him and he looked like a girlfriend in her boyfriends clothes. The thought had me grinning.

I forgot Micah was there until he let out a small chuckle and came to stand beside me. “You really like him, whether you know it or not. This one has you wrapped around his finger.” Micah said before he leaned down and laid a small delicate kiss on Oak’s forehead. I nodded at him and gave him a bro hug, watching as he shut the door behind him.

I didn’t waist one moment to strip off my clothes and crawl into bed beside Oakley. I gently pulled him over beside me and he happily curled up into my chest. Thinking of what Micah said I didn’t care as long as it was Oak’s finger I was wrapped around. I fell asleep with a smile on my lips and the most adorable boy on my chest.


Something warm snuggling into me, causing me eyelids to shoot open. Who the f*ck is in my bed whe- I cut my thoughts off as I looked down at a sleeping Oakley. His childlike face was even more so full of innocence then normal.

He looked like an angel sleeping, cliché I know but so true. His hair stood in every direction and his nose slightly scrunched up. What had me baffled was that, the arm that I was holding him with he must have grabbed during the night and was now holding tight with one hand while he sucked on my thumb. He looked so freaking adorable that it didn’t even gross me out that he was using my thumb as a pacifier. His other hand was enclosed in my hand that was around his waist and his back to my chest.

I kissed his temple and tried to get up without waking him but he seemed to mind as he tightened his grip on me. I felt his tongue rubbing against my thumb and made my morning wood harder then before. He really was a little sex mouse and he didn’t even know it. With a little more determination, I pulled my grip out of his. He whimpered and rolled over onto my chest. If his breathing changed I would have said he was awake, that and the little snores escaping his mouth. Carefully I picked him up and lay him back on his side, replacing myself with a pillow that he happily cuddled too. He also placed his thumb in his mouth, something that somehow seems to fit his little image. Cautiously I pulled myself out of the bed and wrapped the blanket tighter around him.

“Well, aren’t you just the bestest boyfriend ever.” came a voice behind me. With a strangled cry of surprise, I turned to face the intruder. Micah stood there with Ruth and her little posse of friends. Jay, Ruth’s best friend was the one who spoke and was now grinning like a fool. Three people I did not know stood a little behind them looking uncomfortable while the rest were smiling.

“What the hell are you doing in here?!” I whisper-yelled at them, doing my best not to wake Oakley.

“We came to see if Oakley was really okay but we walked in on…this.” Ruth answered; glancing down at Oakley’s sleeping form. A small smile gracing her lips. I noticed Micah now stood on the opposite side of the bed rubbing small circles on Oaks back, and for some reason I felt my blood boil. Mine, I mentally growled.

I turned back to Ruth and noticed she was still talking to me but looked a little flushed. “-it wasn’t our fault, but you just looked so cute snuggled up together. I was thinking of sending the picture to mom ‘because you know she wants you to settle down and you just looked so cute and adorable. Maybe we could even put it in a photo frame but I just had to take it, you looked so cute.”

Now I was baffled. “What picture?”

“The picture of you, and Oakley.”

It took me a minute to cop on to what she was saying and only then did I face her with a glare. “Delete it, NOW!” I demanded

She shook her head and made a run towards the door, but a small voice stopped me. “Yattie?” Oakley whispered, rubbing his eyes with his fists.

“Yeah?” I glared at Ruth as she took another step towards the door.

“Im cold.” With a sigh, I made my way back over to the bed and lay down on my back, slightly propped up. Oakley immediately put his head in the crook of my neck and his arms around my torso. They were all grinning like fools again and pretending to take pictures. I shook my head and gave the finger but pulled my attention to Ruth who was only a couple steps from the door.

“Delete them.” I told her.

“No there cute, plus I can use it on your wedding day.”

“You won’t be invited to our wedding day if you don’t delete them.” I told her, tracing small patterns on Oakley’s back.

“There is no wedding day.” Mumbled Oakley into my neck. My face flamed as I realised what I said. God, next time I’ll be talking about having his kids… or him my kids- whatever, one way or the other there’s going to be kids.

“I wouldn’t be so sure.” one of Ruth’s little friends said. I gave him a glare which he returned with a smile. Stupid weirdo I mumbled mentally. “I mean, when was the last time you did something that someone told you to do?” he continued, ignoring my glare. “And I haven’t seen Oakley get as conformable with anyone bar you.”

“He’s warm.” Oakley murmured again though either everybody didn’t hear him or they all ignored him. I ran my fingers through his hair in acknowledgment.

“I do what Im told when its people I like telling me what to do.” I told him, whatever his name was.

“You don’t do what ask you.” Ruth piped up.

“Exactly, My point is proven” I told them. Ruth pouted her bottom lip and crossed her arms. It was quite amusing seeing her doing that. I can remember when we where eight and it was coming up to our birthday. Ruth wanted the party at Disney world while I wanted it at SeaWorld. She pulled that face on my parents and I knew before they opened there mouths that I lost. Of course I was right.

“But you don’t do what I tell you, and Im your best mate.” Micah said, siding with them. Cant he see that this is exactly the reasons I don’t do what I tell him.

“Some best mate you are, siding with my sister.”

“Come on dude, she’s hot.” he said as he winked at Ruth. I screamed “Dude she’s my sister’ at the same time as Ruth hitting him over the head. Micah just grinned.

“And your mothers your mother and I had no problem doing her.” I shook my head. Even the thought of that is disgusting though his green eyes shone in amusement I didn’t find it funny at all.  “Come on dude lighten up.” Micah said enthusiastically “If I had a rooster and you had a donkey and your donkey ate my rooster. What would you have?”

I thought about it for a second. It Micah which means one things; Its either dirty or there’s not a lot of sense in it. I felt Oakley shrug and followed his example

“2 ft. of my cock in your ass.” he laughed.