The house grew quiet as Dad and Mom whispered at each other. We were never the coolest family, but still we loved each other. The personality I had acquired came from Mom. She was as stubborn as I was.

My phone made a buzz sound and I caught a glimpse of his name. Charlonne. It was flashing on my screen and I couldn't wait to open the message up and read what he sent me. I was feeling jittery every time he sent me messages. I knew for a fact that he's straight, and I was supposed to be straight, but I couldn't help myself. I always admired Charlonne and his cute attitude. His personality was bubbly and out-going whereas mine, well, I was always grumpy. I always had a frown on my face.

Charlonne: r u still grounded? let's hangout if not my friend and i are having a boys night out. josh is not included lol he's busy dealing with your brother. harmond is here in my house

My face immediately lit up as my brain processed what Charlonne had sent. He was inviting me to his house. I'd give anything so I could see his house and... of course, Charlonne. It was days ago since I saw him. We were always texting and I found myself liking him more and more.

There was a part of me that was scared about this. My brother, Ezerette, had married a man and I couldn't have the same fate as him. I mean, Dad's words kept running in my head. He was lightly telling me that he wanted me to have kids and all. Have a wife. Grow old together. That's it. But that wasn't my dream.

I was one of those kids who were afraid to show what I really felt inside. Despite my stubbornness, the only thing I could not let out was my sexuality. I knew it since I was 12 years old. There was this guy named Tom, who by the way was a complete asshole. He was the joker of the class. And he was an ass. He always made fun of me until I snapped and since then, we both became enemy.

I tried so hard to keep my sexuality hidden, so I dated girl after girl. Which grossed me out. Not because of me dating a girl. But because of me trying to hide my true self from everybody.

When I asked Cindy out, the girl in my Physic class, she agreed. The most fucked up part was she brought Tom with her and the whole time, he was making fun of me and making snarky comments about me. Which hurt to my core. I had liked him since we were 12 and all he had to do was to insult me. Of course, I tried to compose myself, tried to do my best so I wouldn't punch him in the face. He was so cute that day. But he was the exact replica of Satan.

Since then, I started to decide that Tom was no good for me. But these past few days, he'd give me smiles as if nothing had happened. Like he never insulted me. I just ignored it.

"Mom, am I still grounded?" I asked her sweetly. Mom looked up at me and frowned. Dad shook his head lightly, smile on his lips. "I'm not right?"

"You've done something aw - " Mom began.

"But I won't do it again!" I tried to reason, pouting at her. "Please, Mom. Someone's inviting me. And I need to go there. Promise I'll be a good boy and I will never do it again. Promise, close my heart, hope to die." I said, clasping my hands. I pointed at my chest, where my heart was, and made an X sign. Mom rolled her eyes and then sighed, as if this was stressing her.

"Okay, then." Mom said. I jumped out in happiness and sent Charlonne that I'd be in his house. In a minute, Charlonne had sent me his address and I found out that he was just 5 blocks away from here. "I think I'm starting to regret this."

Since I wasn't grounded anymore. I had run upstairs. Stopping in front of my brother's bedroom, I hoped that they would sort everything out. Ezerette must not make decisions when he was angry or mad. Running to my room, I basically threw all the clothes I had in my drawer only to search for the most gorgeous tee I had ever had. Grinning, I stepped inside my bathroom and took a long bath.

+++

I was in front of Charlonne's house and I must say it was really big. My heart beat erratically against my chest and I put my palm on it, hoping it would calm down. It did not. I kept praying that this mini bro-hang out would be okay. I rang the doorbell two times and the door swung open, revealing the God himself, Charlonne.

Charlonne was shirtless and I got the nicest view ever. He had a complete six pack abs and his body was hard and firm. His tanned body added to one of his charms and it matched how cute he smiled. His pectoral muscles were, I was sure, hard and strong. His dark nipples were gorgeous. Down to his belly button, a light dark hair traveled down to his navel and I couldn't stop ogling. I was turning to a creep and knew I had to say something before Charlonne notice that I'd practically undressing him.

"Woah!" I said, grinning. "Wish I could have a six pack abs also. Man, I envy you." I faked a sigh and shook my head lightly and Charlonne chuckled. His chuckle was hot and cute and it pleased my ears.

Charlonne motioned me to come inside his house and I gladly accepted it. His house was so large compared to mine. Our house was like a house of a rat whereas his house was like the home of the God, considering he was God himself.

He led me to his room and it was so gorgeous and perfect. It was a room that any men could dream of. Perfect walls. Posters. A complete set of PlayStation, Wii, and XBox.

I noticed a dark haired boy sitting in front of the TV, controller in hand. This must be Harmond.

He turned around and saw me. As soon as his eyes landed on mine, his lips quirked up in a smile and he waved at me. I noticed that Harmond was handsome.

Unlike Charlonne, Harmond had a light skin and his freckles were slightly visible. His eyes were a color of green with flecks of light, faded yellow. It was beautiful. His nose was pointy and he had a pale lips that added to his good look.

He was also muscular and I noticed that he was shirtless also. His nipples were pink and I couldn't stop my eyes from trailing up and down his body. I was glad that Harmond did not notice.

"Hey man," Harmond greeted me with his smile still plastered on. "My name's Harmond. You must be Eclair."

I nodded at him and he stood up and walked over to me. Now that he was standing, his height was something compared to mine. He was at least 6'2" or 6'3", almost as tall as Charlonne. And speaking of Charlonne, he was nowhere to be found. I accepted Harmond's hand and he pushed me and put me on a head lock. I groaned.

My eyes found pleasure at the view. Because from here, I could see the slight bulge. And his happy trail did not help me contain my arousal. Harmond was hot and I found out that he was a nice guy. As nice as Charlonne. He was also out-going and bubbly too.

I groaned - fake - in frustration to make things lighter. Harmond should not know that I was enjoying this. Then he began to tickle me, which had me laughing hard.

Harmond had a wicked grin tugged on his lips and tears starting to pool in my eyes but I blinked it away. I was begging for him to stop and I did not realize that he was on top of me and I was underneath him. Harmond was practically straddling me.

"Ha, you're ticklish." Harmond shook his head, smiling. Then the door busted open revealing a frowning Charlonne. His eyes were set on Harmond. But Harmond was not noticing it.

"Um," Charlonne said, gritting his teeth. I furrowed my brows at his actions and brushed it away. Probably he thought of something he did not like. "Harmond. Your mom called and wants you to go home. It's important according to her. Wouldn't want your mother go ballistic on me." Charlonne chuckled but something in his voice sounded off and suspicious.
Harmond furrowed his brows and got off of me. He checked his phone and his confusion grew larger. He had expected that his mother would send him a message but there was nothing on his cell's screen.
"Are you sure, bro?" Harmond asked Charlonne and Charlonne nodded furiously. "Why did she call you and not me?"
"Your cell must have been out of signal when she called," Charlonne stated. "I'm sorry, man. There will always be a next time. Okay?"

"Okay," Harmond sighed and nodded. "Next time. I should go home. Bye, bro. Nice meeting you, Eclair." And with that, Harmond had gone out of the room, of the house and went back to his home.

A couple of seconds had gone by until the old Charlonne came back to life. He had this grin plastered on his face.

Charlonne had made me view all of his stuffs. He gave me a tour of his room and it felt like he was bragging about it. He had posters of the famous bands and singers and his games - either Wii games, PlayStation games, or XBox games - were compiled and organized in two cabinets. And each cabinet had three levels. One row could fit 30 games so he must have a total of maybe 170-180 games.

His room was overwhelming and it looked like it was a holy sanctuary for him. It was the type of room that only a God could create. Charlonne chuckled at my amused expression and he motioned for me to the games. I grinned and sat down. He joined me. We played games together.

It turned out that Charlonne was a good gamer but a bad cooker. He almost burnt the hotdogs and I volunteered to do the work. He was saying sorry because he never knew how to cook and all.

"So how's Josh and Ezerette?" Charlonne asked me as I scrambled the eggs and keeping the fire low in order to not burn the other hotdogs.

"Well, they are fine. Having arguments here and there but fine." I said as I focused on scrambling the eggs. I added a pinch of salt so it would add to the taste and sprinkled some grinded pepper. "They are doing good. Josh is in the house right now. He was really devastated because brother Eze was ignoring him. But my brother has a soft heart. He always thinks of good and not think of the bad."

"You," Charlonne said. I looked at him over my shoulder and studied him. He was looking at me intently with eyes I couldn't understand. It was blank.

"Me?" I asked him, furrowing my brows. I stopped scrambling the egg.

"Yes," he said, nodding. "Do you have a soft heart like your brother?"

"I don't,"

"Well, I think you do," he said and I fully turned at him. I tilted my head to the side and he shrugged. "I think you have a soft heart but it's guarded with huge walls."

I shrugged and turned back to scrambling the eggs. "Anyways, Josh and Ezerette are doing good so far. But I think - "

I stopped when I felt Charlonne's presence behind me and his hands trailed down to my arm until it reached my hand. Charlonne guided me to put the bowl on top of the marbled table and he blew in my ear.

"Let's not talk about them," Charlonne whispered in my ear. His hands were warm and it was placed on top of my hands. "Let's talk about us."

My heart ran faster than any other creatures on this planet. It felt like my heart had been splashed with a cool feeling and it washed me in bliss. His whisper sent shiver down my spine and I shut my eyes. I turned to him and chuckled nervously.

"You're funny, Charlonne." I said. As I tried to take a step on the side, Charlonne blocked me and with his long arms, he turned off the stove and he brushed his groin against mine, which had me moan. "Wha... what are you doing, Charlonne?"

Charlonne kept brushing his groin against mine and my eyes rolled at the back of my head. I could feel myself getting aroused and my little buddy down there was getting hard. Charlonne smirked and his brushing became furious. He was dry humping me and I was liking it. Then he stopped. I groaned and my buddy was aching hard and it was erect. Charlonne had an amuse glint in his eyes.

"I knew it," he whispered in my ear again. "You're gay and you like me, Clair." And that's it. It felt like I had been splashed with a cold water. It was a test. To verify if his assumptions were correct or wrong. And he was right. His instincts were correct. I had been toyed. "Good Lord, the feeling is mutual." Charlonne buried his face in the crook of my neck and started rubbing his groin against mine and this time, he had his hands on my hips to keep me in place. The pleasure was much stronger this time. It was so overwhelming.
He began kissing my neck and jawline as he kept rubbing his groin with mine and my body was getting hotter and hotter. And the room's temperature got hotter too. His lips reached mine and he planted his lips against mine softly. Then it turned into a wild make-out as he guided me to whatever place he was dragging me without breaking the kiss. It was a hungry kiss.

We reached his room. Base from the looks of the sky, I guessed it was late. I never realized how we got here without tumbling on the stairs. All we knew was that we were kissing hungrily.

Clothes flew around the room and I noticed that an underwear flew on the TV and now, I could see Charlonne's Godly view. It was a great sight. I was still clothed but he wasn't. When I looked into his eyes, he had this - always - glint in it, sparkling with something I couldn't comprehend. His eyes were daring and provoking, like he was telling me to do something and I felt my pride had been stomped on.

Charlonne began to kiss me on the lips again and I could feel his fingers fumbling with the button of my pants, trying to take it off of me. I helped him.

Now that we were both naked, Charlonne grabbed my aching, erected manhood and gave it a slow pump and I was moaning hard and loud. He was kissing me passionately and the bliss kept washing me away. It felt like the world was spinning and pleasures rained on me. I grabbed ahold of his manhood and I was shocked that it was huge and erect just like mine. But he was way bigger than I. To the point where my fingers couldn't reach my other fingers while I wrapped my fingers around it. He groaned when I gave it a pump and he began to buck his hips upward.

Charlonne put trail of kisses down my neck to my chest until he reached my groan and his lips landed on the mushroom head of my buddy. He ran his tongue on the slit and I found myself screaming in pleasure as he kept doing it. Charlonne smirked at me and he began to open his mouth and took me in his mouth.

My hips jerked upward, causing Charlonne to gag a little but he held my hips and he started bobbing his head up and down. Then I felt it. As his mouth pleasured me, his finger invaded my virgin hole and I let out a gasp. His finger was cold and the feeling was unpleasant. As Charlonne kept bobbing his head up and down my buddy, his finger kept pushing in and out of me then he added another finger and I let out a cry as I grabbed the sheets of his bed. He stopped bobbing his head and he let his fingers slid out of me and he got on he knees, offering his huge manhood.

"Blow me," Charlonne commanded and I sighed. It was the first that I'd ever put a pole in my mouth. So I grabbed his huge manhood and opened my mouth lightly. But clearly Charlonne wasn't having any of that. Instead, he shoved his pole inside my mouth and I choked on it. His manhood tasted salty and sweet at the same time and I tried to relax my gag reflex as he told me to.

His pole hit the back of my throat and he released a throaty groan from pleasure and he basically howled. Charlonne slid his pole out of my mouth, leaned down and kissed me hard on the lips. Then his fingers, once again, began invading me as it slid up to my hole, this time, three fingers were inside me and I let out a howl from pain. He made scissors inside me and soon enough, the pain turned into an overwhelming pleasure. After minutes of scissoring me, he slid his fingers out of me and positioned his pole in front of my stretched hole.

I was scared of having a pole stick up inside my house. I was a virgin guy. This was my first time. And Charlonne was the one who would take my virginity. I wasn't a saint but this hella scared me. The mushroom head began to tease my hole and I found myself aching for more.

Soon enough, his massive 11 inch manhood started to go inside me and I let out a heart-wrenching cry as Charlonne pushed inside me. Charlonne leaned down, made a shh sound, and kissed me softly on the lips.

"Relax, my Clair." Charlonne whispered in my ear as he kept pushing all of him inside me, until he was buried deep balls in me. "You'll find pleasure in this. I'll make you beg for more, my Prince Eclair."
"It... ah, it goddamn ah, hurts, Charlonne." I stated, grabbing his shoulders as if my life depended on it. My face had scrunched up in several times. I tried to mask it away but it really hurt. "Just... fuck, just oh my god, slow down, Charlonne."

"I'm afraid... not, my Prince." Charlonne said then he began to thrust his hips. He was in and out of me.
I screamed as his monstrous manhood invaded me, stretching me and it felt like I was being tear in half. Charlonne kept moving and I was a moaning mess underneath him as he pounded in and out of me.

And Charlonne was right. The pain turned into a pleasure and I kept seeing stars as his balls hit my ass and I was surprised at how good he was. I clawed his back and kept screaming his name. He began sucking my neck and no doubt there would a huge hickey there tomorrow.

Charlonne kept slamming in and out of me and we were both panting. The pleasure was basically showering me and I was soaking wet with own sweat.

"Ah, fuck," Charlonne breathed beside my ear and groaned. I screamed again when he hit the sensitive part inside me and I could feel him smirking. "Sweet tight, virgin little ass of yours, Prince Clair. I'd love to drill you every second."

"Just don't stop, my Charlonne." I said as I put my arms around his neck. "Not ah... ah... ah... Not until you fill me up."

"Oh you want my seed inside you?" Charlonne asked me. His voice was covered with lust and amusement and I knew I was lost. I nodded vigorously at him and he smirked. "As you wish, my Prince."

Charlonne grabbed my buddy and pumped it. His thrusting became faster and so was his pumping. I kept groaning and panting and moaning underneath him and the room was filled with musky sex scent. The creak of the bed was adding a sensual aura to the room and it sent us over the edge.

"Can you feel my burning passion while I'm buried deep inside you, my Prince?" Charlonne said as he kept thrusting in and out. I nodded and screamed his name as he pumped me hard and my seed shot everywhere on our covered in sweat bodies. "And oh my fucking God what a good sight."

Soon enough, his pace quickened and his balls were very tight and kept slapping on my ass and his seed spurted at every wall of my hole. He screamed my name and my eyes rolled at the back of my head as I howled his name. I clenched my hole until his pole got limped inside me and I could feel his warm essence dripping out of my hole. I had milked him a lot. He slid out of me and I winced at the pain but I masked it away.

Charlonne wrapped his hands around me and kissed me full on the lips. Softer.

"You're mine now, Prince Eclair Mclane." He said as he ran his nose across my jawline. My hole ached and I knew I had to make reasons on why I walk limply. "Nobody can take you away from me. Been dreaming of you here in my bed. Been dreaming of you making love to me. Been dreaming of you. Always."

"Really?" I asked him, resting my head on his sweat-covered chest.

"Really," he replied honestly. "Don't look at Harmond like he's a piece of meat. You're not allowed to look at any men at all. Just me."

"Are you jealous of Harmond?" I asked, smirking. "Well, I can't help it. Harmond is also hot and - "

"Just shut up or else I'll fuck you again and again until you forgot Harmond's name." He growled, jealously swimming in his eyes. I smiled. "I'd prefer the latter though."

"Perv,"

"I like you, Eclair." Charlonne admitted, kissing my temple. "I don't know why. But the first time I met you, I had this crazy thought that you should be mine. And now you're mine, expect me to rip your ass apart."
I blushed. "You perv. I like you too, Charlonne. Very."

Then we kissed until we fell asleep. We were chest to chest, our feet were tangled on each other and our arms wrapped around each other. His embrace was warm and I just realized that I liked this life. And I was glad that my brother married Josh. Because if that did not happen, I would have never met my Charlonne.