Noah started to undress for bed. He made sure to put on his facial lotion right before getting into bed. He didn’t need to break out the next morning and have Timothy get turned off. The blond boy slipped under the covers of his bed but couldn’t sleep. He kept saying Timothy’s name over and over in his head. Timothy Powel, Timothy Powel, Timothy Powel. He needed a middle name so he could have some variation. Timothy Peters…, Noah Powel …, his curly hair …, his pale but sexy skin with stubble all over. Noah was starting to get hard and needed relief. Before he could get on to touching himself, his phone pinged. It was a notification that Timothy was now following him on Facebook and Insta. He quickly friended and followed back. He scrolled down his Insta feed and saw many pictures, some of which were clearly with his family and others with friends. He noticed a few pictures with a girl…. A girl! He clicked on them, and there were no indications that she was a girlfriend, a friend, or a cousin, but she was in a lot of these pics.
As he tried to move past this mystery girl, a message popped up on his messenger. It was Timothy requesting to facetime. Noah was shirtless in bed. He didn’t have time to put one on, though, and he wanted… No… needed to take this call. He hit accept, and it connected him to Timothy, who was also in bed but had a shirt on. “Hey,” Noah said, very awkwardly.
“Hey!” Timothy said with a smile on his face a little excitedly. He looked at Noah for a second and turned red, “Sorry, didn’t know if you were sleeping or not.”
“Oh, no! I mean, I was about to get to bed but also kinda hard… hard to get to bed.” Fuck. Did he seriously just say that?
The curly-haired boy nodded, “Yeah, my sleep schedule is a little fucked up. I never sleep that much except on like Sunday. It doesn’t help that it is technically an hour earlier here.”
He completely forgot that Kansas was in a different time zone. “Oh yeah, that must be rough…” Noah’s hardon was getting harder and harder as he looked at Timothy. He knew that he was testing the waters, but he sat up in bed, revealing his toned chest. He pretended to yawn a little bit as he showed off. His nipples were definitely hard.
“Do you work out a lot?” Timothy asked.
“Uh… I try. I mean, we only have the one gym in town. I try to do pushups and stuff.” He felt like that was asked in a flirty way. It wasn’t like Noah had a very muscular body.
The curly-haired boy smiled, “Very nice. We should work out sometime.”
Noah smiled this time, “Yeah, man, I’d like that.”
Timothy stayed silent for a moment. “Do you want to see my pecs? I need to work on them, but I need an opinion on if I have them or not,” he laughed very awkwardly.
Oh, fuck… “Yeah… Sure.” Noah hardly got out. Noah didn’t want to assume, but it definitely felt like Timothy was flirting with him. Why would another guy ask to take his shirt off for him?
His new friend quickly slipped off his shirt. Damn was all Noah could think. It wasn’t even the first time that he saw Timothy shirtless but still. “What do you think?” he asked.
“Fuck….,” Noah turned bright red as he realized that he said that out loud. “I mean, um….,” Noah couldn’t deny it, “Look, Timothy, you look great.”
“Thanks,” Timothy responded sheepishly. Noah thought his response was hot.
“You seem to have a great body,” Noah admitted.
Timothy smiled but was also silent for a minute, “Do… Do you want to see more?” he asked.
Noah turned completely white, “Um… What do you mean?”
The curly-haired boy looked at him very shyly. He lifted his camera up and pulled the covers down from around his torso. He was wearing briefs with a big hardon himself. Noah looked in complete shock for a second, “Can I see it?”
Timothy nodded. He pulled down his shorts with his one hand. Out popped his very thick cut member. He quickly returned to his face. “Do you like it?” Timothy asked.
Noah nodded, biting on his lip. “I was thinking about you right before you called,” he admitted.
“I’ve been thinking about you non-stop since I got home,” Timothy told him.
This went from being the most typical day of Noah’s life to one of the best, “You have beautiful eyes.”
His new friend hesitated to respond, “You do too.”
“I wish you were here right now,” Noah admitted.
“I wish I was there too,” Timothy said, very flirty.
CHAPTER SIX
TIMOTHY
He couldn’t believe what he had done the night before. That was the first time that he had ever sexted with someone. Timothy had never even done that with Tara. Normally, he would never. Yet…, Noah. There was just something about him that made him want to do that with him.
Timothy had to admit that he had never really known any openly gay guys back home. That was technically his first time experimenting with anyone. The conversation sort of went back to the two of them flirting after he showed off to Noah. He had been hoping that Noah would share the rest of his body with him, but he didn’t want to ask out of making him feel pressured. He had no idea how this whole gay thing worked and what was considered appropriate and what wasn’t. All he knew was that Noah quite possibly was hornier than he had been when he had called him. Timothy wasn’t going to lie. He wanted Noah badly now.
The curly-haired boy hardly slept after their call ended last night. Noah remembered to remind him that he would be picking him up this morning. He needed to wear something that Noah would find sexy. Did people use the word sexy anymore? Timothy had no idea. He put on a fitted black and white flannel shirt, with a pair of brown corduroy skinny jeans that were extra tight. He also made sure to wear his tightest pair of CK briefs that happened to be purple. He wore long black dress socks that he had pulled up on his legs. He made sure to wear a pair of clean Nikes. Timothy spent an extra ten minutes doing his hair and brushed his teeth four times over. He was abusing breath mints. “Oh, get it together, Powel. We are going to school for the day, not hooking up.” Though, he wished they were going to. Timothy was so ready to lose his virginity, and, at this moment, he wanted it to be with his new friend Noah.
His phone went off. It was Noah saying that he was in his driveway, and his sister was with him. He took that reminder as a double reminder to play it cool.
* * *
Timothy walked outside, carrying his backpack around his shoulder, very nervous. This was so weird and awkward. He wanted to retort back to his bedroom and hide. All his confidence was gone seeing Noah in person again. It had only been like twenty-something hours since he had met Noah, and he had already seen him naked from afar, mind you, and was ready to see him naked in person. He wanted to touch and be touched by Noah so badly. He should have waited a few more days so this could happen on the weekend and they would have more alone time.