Ethereal (BxB)

Chapter 15

E J E Y

1:52 PM

He's on the top of me. Staring at my eyes blankly, while this closeness gave me more advantage to wander my eyes all around his ethereal beauty. The black curls that were designed to make his face unbelievable mesmerising attack my fan boy state again. Yes, indeed it's very soft by just looking at it.

His weight was comfortably cozy. His skin was undeniably soft and flawless, even his thighs and legs - I can feel tenderly. But he pull his crotch part, which disappoints me. After some seconds of deafening silence and staring contest, Luca finally manage to push through my chest as he tried to get off me awkwardly.

But when I push my head to look at his - I don't know what it'll be - he quickly latch his body back down. "You f*****g retard, don't look down," He threatens, and I can't help but smile at his attempt on taming me.

So when he push into my chest again to lift himself, I push my head down to look at his crotch part... But what surprises me was when Luca grab my face as he force me to look at his face. "You're not allowed to, i***t. Even though you'll tell me we have both the same s****l organs, or tease me that's 'gayness'. Don't look, got it?" Once I nod, he let go.

There's been a lot of electricity jolts when he touch my skin just a few seconds ago, that I didn't know I have had harden my c**k unknowingly since he touched my chest through gentleness. With my mind slowly getting cautious, I push away rather roughly too. And now that we're even, he gave me a weird look as I pull my legs quickly so I can stick it on my stomach to hide my large b***r in which the tip was already poking out off my waistband .

"You're very weird, my friend," He reluctantly stated, before grabbing the towel beside him. "Uhm, I'm hungry. Would you let me grab some food?" While trying my best to hide my raging b***r between my legs, I pointed through the blue hall and told him to ask for the head maid, "Thank you," he added.

After he left me, I finally let my b***r sprang free to form a large tent on my boxer. As the half of its length was now exposed on the waistband, I wonder what would be his reaction if he saw this.

Maybe terrified? - No, why would he be terrified? Only fags would be terrified because they're affected. And if he'll not react the same, then he's straight... Well, if that thought is simply certified to get my boy confirmed, should I do it?

I would do it.

I will do it.

Yes, I'm going to do it.

Right now.

Without wasting any single of seconds, I nonchalantly storm to the hallway where Luca came inside. After awhile, I saw him sitting on a stool, back's towards me. Then I walk at the front of him with confidence, and nonchalance. "This ain't ramp models for porn stars," I heard him whisper.

"What?" As I pretended to be clueless at his statement, I stay on my stance even though there's another stool nearby. To make my c**k even more visible, I thought of something me and him. And that when the tent is getting higher, and it's painful.

There's a long silence for a moment. I keep drinking on the milk I'm holding between my fingers, in the other hand... Luca... Whose head's fallen down... With ears utterly pink, I catch him being affected.

Was he? Because every girls I flirted with were effective. But for him, I wish there's something... Something in him that I can loosen more. "Uhm, Ejey? Please take your clothes now..."

Out of the blue, another whisper came out from his pink lips. Words that obviously formed to distract me. The kind of distraction in which he demands hence bothered. "Why? Is this bugging you?" I replied darkly.

"N-no... Just that... It's getting awkward."

"Why? How?" I presume.

"Just put your damn clothes, Ejey!" ... That's not from Luca? It's not from the maids' either... Then it would be my mom. "You're such a disgrace!" Mom added. Both me and Luca was startled for a second, then he manage to nonchalantly unacknowledged us.

Flocks of the same feather. Dad's naughty, I do too. Mom's so loud, I do too. But I'm under her, so I shook the folded bathrobe from the top of our refrigerator. "You're here, mom?" I asked as if there's nothing happened around my gentle voice.

"Don't ask me, young man. Do you still even have your manners on the road? Your guest is eating, Ejey? And you're standing right in the front of him naked, with your boxers being pierced by your d**k. Have you gone through insane?" Oh, God this is embarrassing. "What are you trying to do? Ask him to have s*x with you silently? That's not how we seduce someone!" She whisper yelled.

That's her... Naughty too. "Mom..." I called.

"How many times do I need to tell you that, not while eating, Ejey?" Can someone make her stop?

"Mom, I have a guest," I narrowly retorted.

"Thank yourself, we have a guest. Anyway, who's this lad you're with? Was he your boyfriend?" What??? How advance. Luckily, mom just whisper yelled all of her words to be safer when she come inside.

"Mom, no - not yet... Because I'm still figuring things out." My voice was low, very low that my mom can only hear. "Luca, just a sec? Okay?" After he nodded, I grab my mom on somewhere more private.

"You're a fairy?" Mom scoffed.

"I don't know, mom, because I'm Peter Pan," I filled in sarcastically, though mom rolled her eyes. "Okay, okay. But maybe? I guess?"

"Well, with your body, looks and voice. They might be fooled." Mom was an ordinary and ideal, she's beautiful just like dad and they had a good f*****g to acquire a son like me.

"Thanks, mom." I said, expressing how gratitude am I to have a mom like her.

"Anyway, he's appealing. You have a good taste." Without even questioning why was I queer or 'is this the reason why Andria broke with you?', mom happily give some warm hugs. "Yet, I don't feel something. Something gay." She added, making me laugh slowly.

"Oh, so you feel mine? Am I obvious? Because the last time I checked there's a lot of women chasing me on my i********: posts. With nasty comments." But my sentence sent mom into difference.

"Just... Just get over it and tell your boyfri - guest I mean, that Jess made Macaroni salad." After she said that, mom told Luca goodbye and the boy gave mom a genuine wave. "Okay, hon, Don't use him too much? And don't forget to use protection, but if you're not into that... Be gentle at least." Mom!

"Okay ~ okay..." I hastily protested in which mom wink back for her last mock.

I sigh.

"Your mom?" Luca.

"Yes, she is. Anyway, we have macaroni salad if you want desert?" Was my change of topic technique.

"I would love to," He chimed.

Here comes my itch over him again, going back just like a disease on replay. Although, I still find way to remain my posture and play as if he's just nothing but a close friend of mine. From now on, I'll practice to be self controlled. Not by just physically, but yes, mentally too.

Meanwhile, I get what mom wanted for him in our refrigerator just like serving him well throughout of all this scene today. "How does it tastes like?" I still had mustered up after he ate a spoonful of it.

"Hmm, it's good. Very good," Luca agreed with himself. The next thing he do was to take another spoon of it as well as saying something incoherent, though I knew it's either delicious or... Malicious? Why would he said that? But nevermind.

In the middle of my spectation, I suddenly has an urge to suck up and ask for a favour, "Can I?" My vague inquiry over the question 'Feed me.'

Unless if he doesn't mind it or just that he won't catch up what would that mean.

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Title:

Flirting that way is not our way.