RP:]] St Luke's Reform School For Young Gentlemen

"Na-ah, I won't tell you if you're being creepy because I like to see people smile," I inform him, "And for you smiling so much, I guess someone's making you uber happy." I grin.

Man, I have turned into such an idiot around him. Look what you are doing to be Brian? Ask Alex what I am like normally and you will not believe his answer, that's how much of a fool you have turned me into.

"Right. Girl talk it is to pass the time. Time to have a good ole bitch." I laugh as I get comfy sitting crossed legged still and shift around.

SEE!

Someone is making me happy. I'm completely at ease for the first time in years. My parents aren't here to bitch at me, my girlfriend's not hiding me away from all of her friends, there are amazing people talking to me.

"Ooh, goody." I say, giggling, "I've never had the chance to be a bitch before. I'm normally the bitchee."

He doesn't need to know your whole lifestory Brian. If he knew how much people hated you, he'd probably join their side.

"Hey, and maybe later we could braid each others hair and talk about the boys we like and OH MY GOD bake cookies!" I say, with a stupid laugh before covering my face with my hands, "Oh God, Coby, shut me up."

I laugh at him and shake my head. He's so damn cute.

"Dude. That sounded so much like you were taking the piss. But it was still hilarous. At the same time creepy, you sounded like Mick." I say and I physically see him shudder which causes me to laugh.

"Guessing you're not a fan of Queen Bitch Morris?" I ask him.

And so the bitching session begins.

"I wouldn't say that, I'm sure he's a good guy but is he serious?" I say with a laugh, "I mean really, is any man that gay? And that much of a slut?"

I move on the bed so I'm laid down by Coby's knees, looking up at him as best I can.

"Oh my God, your bed is so comfy!" I put on an overly effeminate voice and grin at him, "This has got to be perfect for fucking around on. But of course I'll do it anywhere. A wall, a classroom, a fountain... oh GAWD, I'm hard right now."

I laugh at myself and bury my head in the mattress, "I'm so lame."

"Oh my GOD! You are starting to sound like Mick. Dude, what the hell?" I say, a little scared of his sudden change of attitude. But I can't help but feel a little bit giddy at the same time that he's acting so... comfortable around me.

"Anywhere, eh? Man, you are a slut, aren't you?" I smirk as I roll onto my side and rest my head on my hand, so now I'm laying next to him on the bed.

I lift my head to see him laid next to me, the cutest little smirk on his face.

I poke him in the nose, "You know it, darling."

I start laughing to myself before going back to my normal voice, "I reckon if the wind had changed while I was talking like that I'd have stayed that way forever."

I adjust myself on the bed, so I'm also laid on my side, matching his position in front of me.

"Well, I've bitched, it's your turn now."

"Mmmmm, a bitch, eh?" I say as I try to think of someone I can have a good old bitch about. A smirk comes across my face as I think of someone to bitch about. And the idea has just popped up in my mind.

'Well, there is this one guy who really annoys me, he's the new kid, yeah?" I smirk, "GOD, he is such a whore, I mean, I've heard he's slept with someone already! And he hasn't even being the school for a day!" I smile evilly.

My jaw drops in mock shock and I move to repeatedly jab Coby in the side, "That was so not funny!"

I bring my hand to my chest, "I'm hurt now."

I bite on my fist and turn my head away from him, whimpering in a mock voice of upset, "I don't think I can carry on."

I smirk and shake my head a little at him but an idea suddenly comes into my head and my smirk soon turns pretty evil.

I put on a face of horror and look at Brian, "Oh my GOD! So the rumours are true," I say as I sit up a little, "The rumours that if you fuck around with Mick, you slowly start to become him. Aka, an over dramatic pansy boy!" I say before widening my eyes before rolling Brian onto his back and climbing onto his waist.

"We must cleanse you of the evil," I say as I take a hold of his arms and start waving them around, "Sing Hallelujah with me Brian!" I say in a slightly gospel voice.

What. Are. You. Doing. To. Me?

Oh God, oh God, oh God, he's on top of me. He's joking around but he's still on top of me. This is forward. This is just joking around, he's not doing anything, we haven't done anything but it's still kinda a guy straddling me.

I try to act normal about this. Well as normal as we were acting before anyway, which wasn't exactly normal.

I put on a high effeminate voice: "Never! I'm a Mick drone now, nothing can save me!"

It's easier than I'd expected to be cool about this. We're just screwing around. Besides I'm not entirely against the whole thing. I kind of like the feeling of him on top of me like this.

"Noooooooo!" I say in a really low and dramatic voice as I shield my face with my arms, "The voice. IT BURNS MY EARS AND MAKES THEM CRY!" I whine as I close my eyes and try to shield my ears.

What the hell is wrong with me? Normally I am so cool and collected. If a guy that I liked was in my room now I'd be making all the most sexual comments ever to make him blush. But this, this is so unlike anything I have ever done before. It is most certainly not one of my "getting a guy into bed" tactics.

"What will it take to make the evil demons go away?"

I'm gayer than I thought, I'm actually giggling. It's very unsettling but at the same time really good fun. I kind of have an idea of what I want to say right now but I don't really want to take things too far. I also don't know if I'm ready for it.

Instead I make do with squealing 'nothiiiiiiing!' in a high pitched voice and using my now free hands to attack Coby with little jabs before turning into a full blown tickle attack.

"Haha, fear my wrath!"

"Ooooh, you little bastard." I say as I try to block his tickling hands with my own but without much like.

"Brian, seriously," I start but I am cut off by a squealing laugh, "Seriously stop, or I'll hit you." I laugh as I start to fall from my position astride his lap and backwards onto my back to get away from his hands. I raise my knees to my chest in a defencive manner as he looks down at me with evil eyes.

"Don't even think about it."

I look down on him from my position above him, "It would seem the tables have turned Mr. Bond..."

I'm pretty sure the grin on my face is maniacal looking right about now. Then again, I have a very hot piece of ass below me, I'm bound to have a shit eating grin.

"And now you must become one of the drones too!"

I don't even know what I'm saying anymore, I'm just making this up as I go along. I start dtickling at him, delving into his ribs as best I can considering his legs are still sort of in the way.

"Haha! You're mine now, Mr. Bond!!!"

"Mr Bond?" I question as I still try to battle his hands away, "Please dude, that man was straight." I laugh as I bat his hands away some more.

I'm not really ticklish to say the least, but I don't want Brian to be touching me like that. I want him to be touching me in much more different ways. But I'm not going to stop him just yet, as I love seeing that insane smile on his face.

"Brian, soon you are going to be stroking a pussy," I start laughing already, "If you keep this up."

"A pussy? Coby, is there something you're not telling me?" I ask, smirking a little, "Are you really a woman?"

I stupidly run my hands across his chest, over his stomach without really realizing what I'm doing, just knowing the feeling of his body under my hands is something I want to feel again and again.

"Coz that'd make everything so much less confusing for me." I say, my hands pausing on his stomach.

It's only after the words have come out of my mouth that I realize what I've just said and what I've just done. I make a move to get away from him.

"Shit, I'm sorry..."

I blink a few times to see if I got all that right, "Excuse me, what?"

Does he really have a thing for me? Have I really made him confused? I thought he was just a little bit more... easy going with this type of thing with than the other straight boys I have none.

"What are you saying? That, you like me?" I ask him, losing my cool a little. Normally I'd be slightly cocky, telling them I expected it and making them feel comfortable/ But now, I just as rigid as he is.

I get up from the bed and start pacing around by it. I don't really have any answer for him. I mean, I've not exactly known him that long but I already feel more at ease around him than I've felt in a long time. I also know that I am kind of attracted to him.

But if I say yes, then does that mean he's going to expect something that I can't give him? And if he doesn't like me in the same way, is this just going to make things uncomfortable for us? But I've gone too quiet for this to be considered a joke now, so I have to say something.

I look across at him, smiling nervously, "Christ, I'm making way too much of a big deal out of this."

I move back to the bed, perching on the corner and looking down at my hands, "Would it be bad if I said yes? I mean, sort of. I'm not really sure what it is yet. I just know that you've got me really fucking confused."

I look back up at him, "I mean, look at you, Coby. You're fucking hot as hell and I've never really thought that about a guy before. And you're sweet and you treat me like a normal human being even though I don't exactly act like one. Like now for example."

I scoot from my position on the bed so I am now sitting next to him. I can't help but smile in slight victory as I replay everything that he just said. He likes me. He really fucking likes me.

"Hey. It's OK to be confused. I know what it's like to feel like you don't know yourself anymore. And it's OK. At least you've got someone here that you can talk to about it."

I sling my arm around his neck and gently stroke at his shoulder in a comforting way.

"It's scary, believe me, thinking for your life you are going to be fucking, dating and marrying the girl of your dreams and suddenly, a guy just stands in the way and changes everything."

I move my head around so I can see his face, I try to look into his eyes but he's just staring holes in his jeans now.

"Can I at least tell you that the feeling is mutual?"

I'm almost too afraid to look up at him. I'm not really sure I heard him right. Did he just say the feeling was mutual? He actually likes me too?

"Really?" I ask, in a half squeak.

I can't help but grin as he nods at me.

"Well, that's kinda killed the first big fear I had, this ruining the budding seeds of friendship we'd got going on." I say, rambling on about nothing as per usual, "It also explains why you haven't gagged me yet."

I laugh a little and lean into him, "I don't really know what I'm doing or saying in case that isn't already obvious. I'm not normally put in this position that often. More used to getting potential partners thrust upon me because 'they'll be good for me'. I don't exactly know what I'm supposed to say or do right now."

I smile at his sheer nervousness and his ramblings before pulling my arm from around his neck and placing it back to my side.

"You don't have to say anything."

I say softly before turning to face him properly. He looks so scared, like he's finally figured out how he is. It's enduring but at the same time kind of sad.

"And don't worry, no one's going to say or do anything about this. You have the complete choice here."

Is he going to kiss me? Or should I make the first move here?

I smile happily at him, "Thanks."

I move one of my hands to lace with his, I'm trying not to overthink anything here. I just want to go with the flow. I don't want to think about what this means about my whole sexuality, I don't even think I know what it means yet.

"I kind of want to maybe explore my feelings for you but I also kinda don't in case this just turns out to be some kind of experiment for me. Coz I don't want to hurt you if it turns out I am straight and just confused." I'm vaguely aware of rambling again, "I'm still kinda freaked out about the idea of doing anything sexual with another guy. Y'know like more than kissing and shit..."

I wish there was some easier way for me to put this or some kind of manual for sexual identity crisis'.

"But anything upto that, I'd like to try and..."

I can't help but laugh a little bit, "Am I making any sense at all right now? Or am I just rambling again?"

I laugh a little at his uncertainty and squeeze his hand gently, just for reassurance.

"Yeah. I understand you," I smile, "I wasn't exactly planning to fuck you right away. I'm not that sort of guy anyway. I like to take things slower."

Well, I don't normally, but for Brian, I can see it being one hell of a ride. I haven't felt like this before. I don't want to just fuck him or just get physical with him. I want to get to know him, get inside his head and see what makes him tick. He's just... perfect for me.

"Besides," I lift up our joined hands, "This is nice. Why rush it?"

I smile at our hands, "Yeah, you're right."

I rest my head on his shoulder, "Thank you, Coby. You're probably the only guy here who'd actually be patient with me like this."

I press a kiss to his jaw, smirking a little at the slightly rougher feeling of a mans skin beneath my lips.

"And... and if you need something that I'm, I'm not ready to give you or anything, you can go see someone else." I say, "I mean, I wouldn't want you to be a walking ball of sexual frustration, y'know?"

I smile sweetly at him, does he really think I'd do that?

"I won't, believe me. I'll wait, I'm not a complete sex addict," I smile, "Besides. God blessed me with hands so... might as well put them to use. I'm not about to make you feel like you have to fuck around with me by seeing other guys. It's not fair."

I know how it'll go. He'll say it's OK for me to fuck other people, I will [not that I would anyway] and he'd feel like shit because he wasn't ready. I'm not about to do that to anyone. Especially not Brian.

"Even if we weren't like... official, I couldn't do that to you."

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