Page 263 of Phobia
Asa grins sheepishly, flushing and biting his lip. His eyes flick to the window, looking into his bedroom. “I watched you…”
“Hm?” I stand up and step behind him, holding his waist, kissing all over his nape.
“Before that time when you jerked off for me,” he says. “I watched you for days… And I jerked off to you. But I wouldn’t let myself come. It wastorture, but you were so fucking hot. I couldn’t resist.”
I just chuckle, biting his shoulder. “You were spying on me, baby?” He nods. “My naughty little voyeur.”
“Sorry…”
“Uh, don’t be. That makes me feel a lot better about stalking you so hard after we first met. I was like, obsessed with you.”
“Good.” He leans back into me, wiggling his butt on my dick. “‘Cause I’m obsessed with you.”
Nuzzling his neck, I groan. “Shit… We have to shower, and my mom is totally gonna know something’s up.”
“Are you gonna tell her we’re gay boyfriends?” He snickers, and I smack his ass.
I sneak Asa into the shower first, dressing in some sweats to make myself look as normal as possible until I can get in there. I’m trying to avoid my mom, but as soon as I set foot in the kitchen she yells, “Julian! Come here please!”
Dammit. Here we fucking go…
I trot over to her, playing it cool. But I feel like she can totally tell I just fucked the neighbor boy.
“Sup?” I breathe, containing my fidgets.
She raises her brow. “Sup? Really?”
“Whatisup…?”
“Julian, don’t be a smartass,” she mutters. Then goes quiet for a moment. “You boys slept late, huh?”
Gulp.“Yea well, you know… Asa was having nightmares…”
“Where did he sleep?” She cocks her head.
Oh God… She knows.
“Um… we both slept… in my bed.” I clear my throat.
She raises her brows. I cough and rub my neck, looking everywhere in the room but at her.
“Julian… Is there something you need to tell me?”
“Yea,” I sigh, digging my fingers into my eyes. I wander over and take a seat opposite her in the chair. “Mom… I’m… gay. I like dudes. I have for a while now. And Asa is my… boyfriend.”
Okay, so that was easier than I thought… It definitely felt good, though.
My mother exhales, and my stomach crawls up into my throat. I’m worried… I don’t want to be, but I just am. I don’t want this to affect our relationship…
But then she smiles.
Phew. Thank God.
“Oh, Julian… I love you. I hope you know that. I’m so happy for you, and I’m proud of you. All the things. I’m just…glad that you’re comfortable enough to tell me.”
My chest warms.She is so damn cool.“I love you too, Mom.”
Movement catches my eye, and we both look up to find Asa peering into the room.
