Never Have I Ever

• Chapter Six •

One year ago...

I stormed into my house with a quiet Jay following behind me. He's been trying to get me to talk the whole ride home but I just ignore him. I was seething. I took my jacket off and threw it on the couch, marching to the kitchen.

I turned around abruptly, startling him. He jumped back. "I'm not some fucking toy you can just play with them kick under your bed when you're fucking done with me!" I yelled in Jay's face. He eyes narrowed. Dragging me to a basketball game I didn't even want to go to just to watch him talk with his friends and flirt with other people was just cruel on any end.

He argued back, "The shit wasn't easy for me, either!" He reached his hand out to grabbed my arm but I dodged it, "You think I like having to fake who I am?"

I scoffed, "It looked pretty fucking easy to me. You ain't have no fucking problem with Angie hanging on you." The images of that girl hanging on the arm of my closeted boyfriend sent my emotions in a whirlwind. How could he just flirt in my face like that?

He begged, "You're not understanding my side." I've heard it all too many times. The cliche story of all. The high school football player with a homophobic family that could never come out. Sounds like a fucking Netflix special.

I walked to the cabinet and pulled out one of my mom's bottles of Brandy. I undid the cap and swallowed a mouthful. "I get it, I do. But I'm not gonna sit and watch you play straight in my fucking face. I don't deserve that." After one year with him my patience was growing thin.

He took large strides toward me and grabbed my face in his hands tightly making it impossible for my shake him away, "Okay, baby. Listen to me, please. I love you, please." I froze. My mind blanks. He what? I could tell his proclamation shocked him too because he face changed into one of fear.

After a couple seconds I whispered, "You love me?"

He nodded, "Y-yes, I do," he stuttered out, "I love you. I love you." He followed more sternly. On the spur of the moment I grabbed Jay by the collar and pulled his lips into mine.

"I love you, too." I said in between kisses. We stumbled around the kitchen, ripping each others clothes off. We found our way onto the kitchen floor.

I rolled us around until Jay was on his stomach and I was on top of him. I pressed my hips into his ass. "You feel that?" I growled, biting and suck on his neck. He moaned in response.

I reached under him to undo his pants. I pulled them down his hips and one swipe.

"Gav, I need you so fucking bad right now." He whimpered. I spread his cheeks and apart and stuck two fingers in my mouth getting them nice and wet. I inserted both finger in Jay's pink hole, swirling it around, causing the boy to moan out, "Baby, get in me. Fuck." His shit was so fucking tight. I forced him back into an arch for me.

I reached up on the counter, fumbling around. Got it! I poured a generous amount of olive oil on my hard dick, dripping it on his as well. I took my fingers out and gripped his hips tight, aligning my member with his entrance.

"Beg for it." I groaned, pressing against it without entering.

He reached back, placing his hand on my hip, "Please, baby, please." That was all I needed to hear. In one motion I thrusted, entering him fully. We both yelled out in ecstasy. His shit was so fucking right it squeezed me. My hands moved up to his brown curls as I pumped into his ass. His white skin was a great contrast against my dark brown skin.

He turned into a puddle under me. He was moaning and whimpering like a bitch in heat. I reached my other hand around and stroked him matching my pace, "Damn, bae, you feel so fucking good. Yeah, take that dick." I slapped his ass.

His neck was starting to turn red which was clear sign he was nearing his climax.

"Oh, shit, Gavin."

"That's it, baby. Say my name, say my name." I coached him. I could feel my own climax building up. I pushed us down to the floor forcefully not leaving hole. I forced him to take all of me, he called out in pleasure. I placed my hand flat against the floor, the other still on his dick. I bent down and bit the side of his exposed neck. That sent him over the edge.

"Ahhh!" He bowled. I could feel his nut shoot out and start dripping in my hand. That was all I needed. I kept pounding. His body was shaking from the aftermath.

I saw stars as my own nut shot into his ass, filling him up. I fell on top of him, spent, and breathless.

"Shit." I said. I rolled off of him onto my back. I looked over at my boyfriend to see his face wet with tears and his eyes closed. This usually happened to him after an intense orgasm.

I reached my arm over him and pulled him into me. He turned and laid his head on my chest, throwing his right leg over top of mine. One of my hand went down and cupped his ass, slowing rubbing it as forgiveness for the harsh smack I gave him earlier. He hummed against me.

"You make me feel so good, Gavin. I love you so much." He said into my neck.