"Mamá, tell dad to stop it," I didn't know what to do.
"Alan!" My mother ran over and tugged on my father left ear. "Quit it, or your sleeping on the couch." It seems to work. My father shifted back
"But baby," my father whined. "This guy is dating our son. And I don't like his attitude."
"What attitude?" My mother flicks his nose. "You haven't even met him properly."
"Yes father," I helped Kyle up. "I'm sorry about all this."
"It's fine," Kyle smile. "His just worry about you."
"I'm sorry about all this," my mother said. "Come, let's go inside. We'll talk there."
"Dad, stop it," I frowned.
"Fine," my father sigh.
I led Kyle into the house. We sat down on the couch.
"Now, why do you want to date my son?" My father asked.
"Because I like him," Kyle said. "I always had since preschool. Up until 6th grade, that's when I moved. And I came back."
"I can sense you aren't a good kid," I sigh. My father knows how to annoy people.
"Alan," my mother smile. "Kyle, I'm sure you're a good kid. Please take care of my son. And don't hurt him."
"Yes ma'am," Kyle held my hand.
I smiled and leaned against him. All the while my father glared.
"Come," I stood up. "Let's go to my room. We'll go do our homework."
"Okay," Kyle stood up.
"The door stays open," my father said. "Ow, Sammy."
"We trust Lucky," my mother said. "Go on kids."
I nodded and went upstairs holding Kyle's hand. I open the door and walk in. Kyle stepped in and sat on my bed.
I close the door. Setting my bag down, I flop on the bed. I was exhausted. I felt Kyle lay next to me. His face was so close to me. His Beautiful face. I reached over and touched his cheek.
I wonder why I decided to date him. We barely know each other. I mean we know each other from a few years ago. But I don't know much about him.
The moment he kissed me yesterday. I felt this connection with him. I couldn't help but kiss him back. And even now, this connection keeps getting stronger. I want to be with him. My heart beats fast when I'm with him.
"Hey now don't get all lovey-dovey on me," Kyle gripped my hand.
"Why not?" I frowned. "Aren't we a couple. Shouldn't I be lovey-dovey."
"Yeah, but not too much," he said.
"Okay," I smile and smack his butt.
"Hey!" He frowned. "My butt is off limits." I frowned than it clicks. "That's right; your ass belongs to me."
"But I don't want that," I sat up. "Why should I take it?"
"Because you're smaller than me," he said.
"Eh, I am not?" I look inside my pants.
"I didn't mean that you dork," he tugged on my ear. "I mean height and weight." I wiggle my tail, which I notice was out. "I want to be the one to top you. But if you want, maybe, later on, I'll let you get me. But you'll have to wait until I get you knocked up." He chuckles.
"That's not funny," I pout ."I can't get pregnant."
"I didn't mean it, Lucky," he pulled me closer and kissed my neck.
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Lucky(boyxboy)
Romance(Book-2)After five years, Lucky has grown. His very handsome but clumsy. His clumsiness always gets in the way. He would want to play sports, but he would never get in. Now his first year of high school. The first day, it seems as if things would be...
