[Warning! This chapter contains inappropriate content.]
Some people say, loneliness is a disease, but in Glen's case he wasn't exactly lonely cause he had his best friend charlotte, what was lacking in his life as a male was warmth and pleasure.
Glen waren, is a 21 year old student and currently in college, growing up, his life experience have been quite a challenge for him. Charlotte was the only friend who stayed with him through out his childhood and now they've approached adulthood.
During his high school days, he never knew he liked men until he set his eyes on Henry Craig, a very enchanting boy at that time. Henry had just transferred to their school after studying abroad for years.
His heart fluttered on first sight when Henry's sharp gaze met his eyes as the teacher introduced him to the class, he flinched and averted his eyes as though he was staring at teacher.
Glen was an introvert and didn't have the courage to approach people, let alone start a conversation with them.
Henry Craig made a lot of friends on his first day and became the school celebrity. There were crowd of people always flocking around him. A smirk was always apparent on his face. He enjoyed being the center of attention.
Glen would always find his eyes wandering towards Henry without realizing. He always wished he could talk to him rather than just to stare from afar. His feelings only grew stronger each time his eyes caught Henry's beaming smile from his face that looked cold and stern.
Charlotte would visit Glen's class subsequently during break time and he always felt like a void was partially filled within him as a lonely boy that he was. Charlotte was quite talkative about the things that went on in her class and the new boys she liked every time. Glen was usually the listener here cause he had absolutely nothing going on for him to talk about.
During P.E classes, after running a few laps Glen sat at a pavement and took a quick sip of his water—his eyes wandered to Henry's direction. Henry exuded low pants from his meticulous face as he ran his laps continuously.
He's so athletic…
"Who's that?"
Charlotte's voice sounded out of nowhere startling Glen and She kept her gaze at Henry's direction.
"Charlotte…His name is Henry Craig , he transferred last week…"
Charlotte looked at Henry's direction with a raised brow. "He's really good looking."
Henry was a very good looking boy, who wouldn't break their necks on first sight?
Glen's lowered his head fiddling his water bottle—wary that Charlotte might also come like Henry too. He knew Henry was a straight boy, there were even rumors going around school that Henry already dated two girls just after transferring recently.
But charlotte didn't seem too interested in him even though she commented on his looks.
She shifted her gaze to Glen and let out a soft smile. "do you like him?"
He was quiet momentarily because he knew his answer was just a waste of time.
"Yes…but someone like me with him?, I'm already laughing at myself." He said his tone filled with less hope.
Charlotte glanced at Henry direction swiftly again before returning her gaze to Glen. "Have you tried confessing?"
"no…Henry is into girls…"
Glen responded despondently and Charlotte pondered for a moment from his hesitant answers. Glen is a good looking boy, but he doesn't even realize that himself, he's had always seen himself as an average guy.
— — — —
During their break period, Glen rested his head on his desk gazing at Henry while he chatted loudly with his classmates, he couldn't help but notice his reddish plump lips.
His heart fluttered every time Henry smiled or snickered from the conversations he was having.
He's really a social butterfly…
His mind had been clouded as he sneakily stared at Henry when he heard an unfamiliar voice from above him.
"Hey."
He jolted his head up from his desk. It was one of his classmates enthusiastically grinning at him, he had his bangs down to his brows. They've been classmates for a while and he only came to talk to him now.
Hesitatly Glen replied. "H-hi." averting his eyes awkwardly and the unfamiliar boy turned the desk in front of him and sat facing each other. "My name is Phil, what's your name?"
He waited for Glen's reply but Glen was hesitant to converse with him. "What's Your name?" He parroted.
Hesitantly, Glen replied. "G-Glen."
"You like Henry don't you?" The guy phil unexpectedly asked with a grin, like there was some scheme going through his mind.
Glen's eyes widened dumbstruck unable to answer. Was I too obvious with my stares?
Phil had been observing him for a while, it was obvious he liked Henry, anyone could tell if they looked at his expression but he just had to be sure before confronting him.
Hesitant about answering Phil's questions, Glen feared that phil might want to out him, but he needed to be honest with him.
"I like men too, so your secret is safe with me."
Glen looked at him in ambivalence for a few seconds before the word escaped his lips. "Yes…"
— — -
After their short conversation Glen and Phil would frequently hang out and talk about little things.
It felt so nice to talk to someone with the same sexuality as his.
The few times Glen and Phil talked, Phil would ogle at him a lot.
One particular break time, they both paired their seats together to study amidst the noisy classroom.
Phil laid his head on his desk ogling immensely at Glen as he flipped through his pages.
Glen noticed his eyes fixated on him and became really awkward, slowly covering his face with the book in his hands and enquired. "Is there something on my face?"
Phil sat upright in a grinning voice. "You have a really pretty eyes."
Glen became really embarrassed slightly covering his face awkwardly. Phil seemed eager to get a reaction out of him.
"…, stop teasing me."
Phil rested his head on the desk again and continued his stare, increasing the intensity this time. "I'm not teasing, is true." He said with a serious tone.
His hands unconsciously stretched towards Glen's face startling him.
"W-what are you doing?" Glen asked obviously startled.
Phil halted and retracted his hands slightly touching his lips in a daze. "My bad."
Why is he acting out of place today?
— — — -
Phil invited Glen over to his house on a Saturday to study, he arrived at phil's house and was greeted by him at his door step enthusiastically.
"Welcome!"
"T-Thank you.." Glen said as he walked in.
"My parents aren't coming back till is late, so let's enjoy ourselves."
It was a first time for Glen to go over to someone's house that wasn't Charlotte. They made their way to Phil's room. Glen sat on his bed offloading his books while Phil took his laptop from his desk and sat down close to him sliding his fingers on his laptop mouse like he was in search of something for a few minutes.
"Check out this gay porn I came across yesterday."
He said turning the laptop screen over to Glen. Glen became abashed and averted his eyes, he came to study not to watch some gay porn.
"Phil…I t-thought we came to study?" Glen asked awkwardly.
"Come on we can study later, I usually jerk off from a few glance." He continued to watch it out loud with moans emitting from the screen.
Glen felt really uncomfortable, glancing at Phil as he watched the content on his screen intently.
"Phil…please turn it off."
He requested, but Phil shut his laptop disregarding his plea with a displeased expression. "Have you jerked off yourself before?"
What the hell? Please don't ask me questions like that.
He awaited Glen's response—but he was not ready to answer such perversed questions. "Have you?" He reiterated.
"No…"
Phil continued. "What about kissing, have you tried it?"
Please stop…
Glen refused to answer, but phil did not care that he was making Glen uncomfortable and proceeded with his perversed responses.
"I guess you haven't, let's try kissing, aren't you even curious what kissing feels like? I'm quite good at kissing you know?"
I don't want to know please stop with this sort of conversation.
Phil leaned over Glen about to put his lips onto his.
Glen hitched and his pupil dilated. He wedged him by his shoulder to stop him from coming closer to him, but Phil was persistent even when Glen refused to comply.
"Please stop, we are friends!" Glen yelled.
The smile on his Phil's face had completely disappeared. He wasn't even joking about the whole thing.
In a perversed grin he said. "Friends help friends dont they?"
He struggled to kiss Glen pressing his weight on top of him but Glen repulsively pushed Phil off him and stood up interjecting. "We are not supposed to be doing this sort of thing! I'm leaving!"
Glen took his bag and stumped to door—but came to a halt as Phil threatened him in a low and menacing voice.
"Walk out that door and I'll out your sexuality to your parents and the entire school."
Glen went still in front of the door prettified by Phil's threats.
"…"
Phil relaxed his shoulder leaning back as he awaited Glen's compliance. "It is up to you."
Glen didn't want his parents finding out about his sexuality and what would be more worse, the school may come to find out about it too and he'd surely get bullied and ostracized. In a modern society that despised gay people.
He stiffly trudge back to him helplessly with a gloomy expression—tears about to fall out of his eyes. "It's just a kiss right?"
Phil snickered and pulled Glen by his neck giving him a feathery peck on his forehead. "Yes."
Phil violently crashed his lip onto Glen's kissing him continuously. Glen slightly pushed his shoulder trying to catch his breath abstained.
we were friends and Ive never looked at him that way
***
The sky was already dark by the time they'd finished. Their demeanor changed drastically from a joyful new relationship to resent and despair.
Glen sat on Phil's bed brooding over what had just happened—the atmosphere was very awkward for Glen but phil was so unfazed with the whole situation, grinning from ear to ear as he scruntinized the contents in his laptop.
Disgusting! You think this is fun?
Glen detestingly took his bag and stomped out of Phil's room.
"Glen!"
He yelled his name, but Glen ran feigning ignorance to his voice, he wanted to escape that moment.
He supported himself on a wall crouching down with his hands on his stomach still in disbelief—panting profusely. The memory lingered in his head—Phil's panting—the lust in his eyes.
A sudden feeling of nausea emerged in his throat and he threw up.
— — —
Glen was being blackmailed by his short term friend Phil to satisfy his curiosity about gay relationships and he hated the fact that he was at a disadvantage—but Phil did not stop with his perversed requests and kept inviting Glen over to his house.
***
At school, Glen avoided Phil but Phil didn't care anymore because he was already at an advantage since they would always meet up at his house after school to continue their sexual activity.