Bullied By Colby Brock

Chapter 91: The Party Pt. 2

This is an... inappropriate chapter to say the least.

This song expresses how Ethan feels about being gay.

*Jeremy's POV*

Jeremy: Hey Ethan, can I ask you a question?

I asked while we both walked over to Jamie's house.

Ethan: Of course, Jer.

That's his little nickname for me. My parents used to call me that when I was younger but they started calling me by my full name after I became a teenager.

Jeremy: Are you gay?

Ethan hesitated.

Ethan: Yes but no one can find out. My family will disown me.

Jeremy: I won't tell. Only Claire and Miles know I am.

Ethan: So, if we, hypothetically, had sex, our life could literally be explained by Dirty Little Secret by All American Rejects?

I chuckled at his comparison.

Jeremy: Yes. That would be amazing.

Ethan: How about we test out that theory later?

He winked at me flirtatiously.

Jeremy: I would love to have sex with you, Ethan. You're handsome, smart, funny, and, not to mention, a bottom, considering I'm a top.

Ethan: I wouldn't be so sure about the last one. I'm a switch. I can make you feel all sorts of ways.

Ethan whispered in my ear. I bit my lip to suppress a groan.

Ethan: Do you want to hear all the things I wanna do to you?

Ethan teased while running his fingers up and down my arm gently.

Ethan: I wanna tie you up. Make you beg for permission to release. I wanna make you moan so much your throat hurts in the morning, but that may not be the only cause. I wanna rub you until you plead me to give you a blowjob.

I felt myself grow hard and I wanted him so badly. I wanted to hear him groan, grunt, and moan.

Jeremy: I swear to God Ethan if you don't stop teasing me, I will take you back to my house and screw your brains out.

Ethan: Who says I don't want that?

He taunted once more, rubbing my abs through my shirt.

Ethan: Are your parents home?

I nodded my head.

Ethan: Guess we'll just have to be quiet.

Jeremy: Our walls are thick. I masturbate to the thought of you.

Ethan: You've only known me a day or two and you've already touched yourself at the thought of me?

Jeremy: I don't regret it either.

Ethan: I'm flattered.

We heard shouting from the house.

Jamie: Stop flirting and come get plastered!

Jamie yelled, obviously in the mood to party. We both laughed and God, do I love his laugh. It's like music to my ears.

Ethan: Guess we better go.

Ethan beamed, walking up to Jamie with me right behind him.

Jamie: Jeremey, you look like a lost puppy.

He joked.

Jeremy: Bet you're just dying to eye fuck Misti whenever she gets here, huh?

I tried to banter back, but I accidentally struck a nerve. He looked down at his clear plastic cup, which was once full of alcohol, and took the last sip.