The Squad Effect

Chapter 5 | Distraction

"N-no! Not at all." I replied quickly this time.

"That's good, for obvious reasons. So, I think I've rambled long enough. Tell me what you like to do in your free time." He tried to coerce me into speaking. My eyes were fixated on his lips for several seconds before I snapped out of my trance and looked into his eyes again, attempting to keep eyes contact.

"I'm sorry, what?" I asked, hoping I didn't just blow my chance of having a new friend.

"No offense but, it just doesn't seem like you're listening. Maybe this isn't the best time..." Taylor trailed off before getting out of the couch. 

"No, please! I'm sorry. You can ask me any question, I'll pay attention from now on!" I promised as I followed him to the door. He had his hand on the doorknob, about to turn it, when he stopped. He turned to face me.

"Well, I'm glad to see you have some emotions." He flashed the same award winning smile from earlier.

"Yeah. It takes a lot sometimes to get them to show." I smiled back before putting my hands in my pockets. "Ask me anything, I'll give you an answer. Try me." The tiniest drop of confidence entering my voice.

"Okay, let's see." He thought for a moment before taking a step towards me. I could almost physically feel the drop of confidence disappearing from my body. "How often do you think about kissing other guys?" He asked quietly. My heart dropped as he took another half-step towards me.

"I... I don't think about kissing other guys..." My voice cracked. Part of me wanted to move away from him, but my legs wouldn't cooperate. I feel like my body's working against me. 

"Okay. New question. How much do you want to kiss me right now?" He whispered while taking another step toward me. We were roughly ten inches apart and I could swear I felt my fingers start to go numb as I rubbed them together nervously. He took one more step towards me, leaving only six inches of separation between us.

"I... d-don't wanna kiss you." I whispered back, unable to raise the volume of my voice.

"Are you sure?" He asked, while leaning in ever so slightly.

"No." I replied truthfully. In a split second his lips were on mine. He pushed me up against the wall and wrapped his arms around my waist, grabbing handfuls of my shirt. It took a few seconds but I kissed back, trying to match his level of passion. A warm feeling spread throughout my entire body like an explosive made of sunshine. Every bad thought and insecurity that was lingering in my mind began to disappear until they were gone, leaving only happy thoughts of Taylor and the way that he made me feel. I felt as if I could never possibly get enough of this feeling of euphoria. I moaned against his lips as one of his hands went up the back of my shirt. The area where his palm lay on my skin tingled with warmth. To my utter dismay, Taylor broke the kiss to catch his breath. He looked at me, with sheer surprise on his face. 

"You-" Taylor began but I cut him off by pulling him back in to kiss me. I rested my hands on his jaw as he put his hand on my back. This round was even more passionate than the last, as he began leading me toward the bedroom without breaking our kiss. I pulled him down into my bed on top of me. He slid his tongue into my mouth as he grabbed the outer jacket I was wearing and helped me take it off. I grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and lifted it up, making sure to only break the kiss to get it over his head. He began to grind his hips down against mine, which only encouraged my growing erection. I moaned against his lips again. Taylor broke the kiss once more. His hands traveled down my chest to the button on my jeans. He undid the button before pulling down my zipper. He snaked his hand into my pants while beginning to plant kisses on my neck. I leaned my head back, still basking in the euphoria. When Taylor's fingers made contact with my dick through my boxers, I flinched and began to sit up, pushing him off of me.