1. Blake & Ben (A New Beginning) - Chapter 2 - Things Make Sense


    Date: 2/21/2015, Categories: Fiction, Gay, Teen Male / Teen Male, Author: StudioXPS, Rating: 88.9, Source: sexstories.com

    implied. God, I hope there is. I honestly feel myself falling for him. I'm pretending to look at a shirt when he approaches me. "The Steelers, huh," he says, motioning to the shirt I'm "looking" at. "That's my man. Pittsburgh's my favorite team! There's a little fun Blake fact for you." "Oh. Yeah... I'm not that big into football. Basketball all the way, baby," I lie. To be honest, I'm not really into sports. I've watched maybe two basketball games in my entire life. And that was because Dad was hogging the TV both times. "Yeah, I enjoy a little basketball every now and then. Who's your team," Blake asks. I'm nervous and begin playing around with a loose string on my jeans. Just then, Chris approaches us and saves me. "You two girls done shopping yet? I'm as hungry as Taylor Swift looks," he says. Blake gives Chris a look that I don't really follow. Chris shies away from us and makes his way towards the exit. "Let me pay for this hat real quick and we'll stop off at the food court," Blake says, walking towards the guy at the register. There's a small line already forming. I decide to go out to where Chris is, on a bench out in the open area, directly across from the sports apparel store. He sees me coming over, smiles and bobs his head up. I sit down next to him. "Oh, man," I say. "My feet are killing me." They're really not, I'm just trying to make small talk. "So, what was up with that look Blake gave you?" "You caught that, huh," he asks. I nod. "It's not really my place ...
    to discuss, man," Chris replies. "What, did a female family member of his die in a freak shopping accident or something," I ask. Chris smiles and shakes it off. "Nah, man," Chris says, smiling. "Seriously. It's not my place discuss it." "Oookay," I say, somewhat confused. I go to stand up, but Chris pulls me back down. "Look man, I'm sorry. I wasn't trying to sound like a dick. I'm not holding back information from you because I'm an asshole or because I don't like you or something. Because, I do. You seem like a chill dude. It's just... it's not for me to say. Blake's the only one who can answer that for you." Chris smiles, his eyes seeking an audible "Okay" from me. Or something that shows I understand. I give him both - I nod and say, "Okay, man." "Alright. Good. So, how you liking it in Liberty so far? You have to leave a girlfriend behind when you moved or anything," he asks. I snicker under my breath. Maybe a little bit more than that. "No. No girlfriend. But, yeah, I like it in Liberty, so far," I say. "Not doing so bad for myself, already made two good friends." "Hell yeah, man," Chris says, holding out his fist. I bump it with mine. "So, what was so funny with the 'No girlfriend' comment?" Oh, shit! Did I make it that obvious? "I, uh..." I stumble over the words. "Sorry about the wait, guys," Blake says, approaching us, toting another shopping bag. Thank. Fucking. God. Whew! Both Chris and Blake have saved me from making a fool of myself today. Pretty soon, I feel ...