He got into the car and smiled, “Hey, Noah! Thanks for picking me up.” He automatically reached out into the backseat and went to shake his younger sister’s hand, “Hi, I’m Timothy.”
His younger sister shook his hand back, “I’m Kelly… So, you’re Timothy?” She asked, giving this weird look to Noah and not him.
Timothy wondered if Noah had mentioned anything to his sister. It would have been weird if he did, considering she looked like she was thirteen, but who knew. It wasn’t like he had a sibling to discuss love and sex with. Though, would he actually be willing to do so with a sibling? Probably not.
Noah said nothing as they drove down the street. Kelly had her headphones on, while Noah leaned his arm on the armrest. Timothy took this as a quick gesture but got nervous with his sister in the backseat. All he ended up doing was brushing his hand against Noah’s but quickly moving it. Noah clearly got uncomfortable and put both hands back on the wheel. They made it to Kelly’s school and dropped her off. She moaned when he told her she was walking home again.
The two boys were left alone again. They both seemed to sigh at the same time. Noah, all of a sudden, parked the car in the parking lot. He turned to Timothy, “I need to know something before I spend the rest of the day agonizing over it… Are you gay?”
Timothy gulped. Was he? “I… I don’t know,” he buried his head in his lap. Noah put his hand on his back, “I’ve had the same girlfriend since like forever, but we broke up when I moved away. It’s just over the last few years I’ve started to notice guys,” Timothy explained.
“So, then you are bi? Pan? Curious?” Noah asked, very panicky.
The curly-haired boy picked his head back up, “Look, man, I don’t know what I am. I just know that I think you have beautiful eyes, and you turn me on.” He started to think. Did he experiment with Noah because he happened to be gay? No. He thought he was cute the moment he laid eyes on him. He had no idea that he was gay at that point.
Noah sighed again, “I think you are really cute too. It’s just, well, I’ve never had a boyfriend before. Just a series of supposedly straight men who get horny and want to do things but then never look at me again. I don’t want to do that anymore.”
“What? No! I don’t want to do anything you aren’t ready for. I don’t even know what I’m ready for. I’m a virgin,” the boy whispered.
“Oh… Really?” Noah asked.
Timothy nodded his head, “We don’t have to have sex. We don’t have to do anything sexual if you don’t want to. I can live with just being your friend if that is all you want.” The Powel boy lied. He wanted more, but he had no idea what more was.
“Can I kiss you?” Noah asked.
Timothy didn’t even respond; he just leaned in and started kissing Noah. It was weird. Noah had a little bit of stubble around his lips, which Timothy could feel. He also smelled like a guy, which was hot. He quickly started to wrap his arms around Noah but lowering his hand to the blond boy’s thigh. They stopped. “Sorry…” Noah grabbed Timothy’s hand and put it back on his inner thigh. Timothy went in more until he was directly touching Noah’s groin. He was clearly hard, and he had something big packed away down there.
The two boys looked at one another. Timothy went back and forth between looking at Noah’s crotch and looking at his eyes. Noah sort of nodded as if he knew exactly what he was thinking. The brunet boy unzipped Noah’s jeans and reached inside to his briefs. Noah started to help him out and took out his large uncut member. Timothy was hesitant but touched the tip. He stroked it a few times before he stopped, “I um… I don’t want to get caught.”
Noah was breathing heavily. He nodded, though, after he seemed to come back to reality. He put his dick away and took a minute to rearrange himself. “That was the first time a guy has ever touched me,” the blond boy admitted.
“I thought you said you had done stuff with guys before?” Timothy asked.
“Yeah… I’ve done stuff to guys. They never want to reciprocate,” Noah frowned.
This was honestly in one of the top five moments in his life, “I’d like to do more with you.” He wanted to be with Noah, “I’d like to do more than just that, though.”
“Yeah… Definitely more than just hand jobs,” Noah smiled eagerly.
The curly-haired boy shook his head. “No… I mean, I’d like to hang out like on a date or something,” he said nervously.
“I’d love that!” Noah said, blushing. He looked down at the clock. “Fuck, we are late! That homophobic councilor is going to let me have it.”
He thought for a second, “Do you want to just skip the day?”
It took a moment for Noah to respond, “Do you want to go to the mall or something?”
That sounded much better than school. “Yeah. We just need to figure out how to call off,” Timothy stated.
“They don’t call off here. You just send in a note with you the next day. Kind of stupid, but that is how they do it,” Noah explained.
Perfect Timothy thought. “Great. Let’s go hang out at the mall.”
“This doesn’t count as a date, though. I want to take you somewhere nice,” Noah explained.
“What if I wanted to take you somewhere nice?” Timothy asked back.
His new friend shook his head, “Nope. You asked me out, so I get to be the one to treat you like a king.”
Treat him like a king? Timothy felt special in a way that he never had before. “Ok. But like that doesn’t make me the girl, right?”
Noah looked at him in confusion, “Timothy, neither one of us has to take on a gender role, regardless of who does what to the other, if it even gets that far. We are both men.”
“Sorry, that sounded so crude now that I’ve said it,” Timothy felt like a jerk. It was almost like he was insinuating that he wanted Noah to be the female in a relationship like that somehow lessened one or the other.
“No… You are new to this. Just promise me if it turns out you aren’t into this at all that you will let me down easily,” Noah frowned.
While this was a new road for Timothy to walk down, he had no intention of hurting the beautiful blond-haired boy ever, “I promise, dude.” Was dude appropriate to call his potential boyfriend? Were they boyfriends? It was way too soon to label this, and he wasn’t going to be the one to ask that question right now.
Noah sighed. He went in and kissed Timothy himself. He stopped himself after a minute or so, “I just needed to make sure that this happened. Fuck, you are so beautiful, and you like me?”