Oh Brother... [BoyxBoy]

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Sofia and I walked to art class together as she babbled on and on about her weekend. My mind was elsewhere, so I wasn't paying any attention to her at all.

"-So mum put the lettuce in the salad spinner, but she hadn't put the lid on properly so when she went to spin it..... Blah blah blah..."

What the hell was that about? For someone who seemed so dead set on hating me, he was awfully concerned about me. UGHH! Whatever. I still don't like the guy. I may as well at least try to put up with him, seeing as It doesn't look like he is going anywhere in a hurry.

Sofia's voice questioning voice suddenly snapped me back to reality.

"-Right Win?" She looked at me expectantly, waiting for an answer.

Fuck... What was the question?

"Uhhhhhhh I'm.... Not sure?" I replied, hoping it wasn't too obvious that I had tuned out the entire conversation.

"Oh, I thought you said you would make sure you would be free over my birthday weekend. Are you not coming to my party anymore baby?" She pouted. "My parents even agreed to go away for the weekend so I could throw a huge party."

"Ah! Right! No, I'll definitely be there Sof. How could I miss my own girlfriends 18th birthday party?"

She beamed that annoying smile she did whenever she got her way. "Good boy. I expect you there early to help set up. Those.... Friends of yours are welcome to come too, just make sure they don't start any trouble."

"Thanks Sof. I'll see if they want to come, although school parties aren't really their thing."

"They're not yours either, but you're going." She stated with a bit too much attitude.

Sofia was a nice girl for the most part, but she could be a little pushy sometimes. She was an only child brought up in a rich family, so she had always gotten whatever she wanted, and was very good at manipulating people in her favour.

Okay... So maybe she's not really nice at all.

"I'll try, but no promises."

"Make sure you invite your neighbour, Grayson was it? Seeing as he is new, it will be a good opportunity for him to get to know everyone." She added, basically ignoring what I had said.

Fucking great. First my mum, my friends, and now my girlfriend. What will he take from me next? This is fucking ridiculous!

We were working on a collection of works called 'Natural Beauty' in art class. Our teacher wanted us to find five natural things that we found beautiful, and recreate their beauty as we saw it, using any medium. Sofia and most of the other girls in the class were painting animals or flowers, a couple chose landscape photography, but I still hadn't figured out what I was going to do.

I had tried a few different ideas, but none of them felt right, or turned out how I wanted.

I banged my head on the table in frustration. We had already been working on this assignment for two weeks, and everyone else had almost finished.

"Still can't think of anything baby?" Sofia questioned as she painted yet another flower.

I kept my head on the table as I spoke. "Nope. Why is this so hard?"

"Just keep it simple. It doesn't have to be some extravagant, super detailed thing. It's completely personal, not what everyone else expects you to find beautiful." She said thoughtfully. "You'll figure something out. We still have a few weeks until it's due anyway."

"Sof, you're painting flowers..." I stated dryly.

"I personally think flowers are beautiful. I'm also going to paint a family portrait as my last piece, because I think my family is beautiful."

Sofia had never struck me as deep, but what she said really made me think. "Huh. I guess you have a point there. Maybe I need to look at it a different way. Thanks Sof, that actually helped."

"You can thank me properly at my birthday party." She winked at me seductively.

I knew she would be expecting birthday sex, but I was honestly dreading it. It's not like we hadn't done it before, I just hadn't really been in the mood lately. I didn't know what was wrong with me, but I just... Wasn't able to... Get it up...

I hadn't told Sofia about it because I was kind of embarrassed. I had spent the last two weeks making up excuses, but I was sure I wouldn't be able to talk my out of it this time.

School finally finished and I headed home to change out of my uniform quickly, before mum got home. If she saw me here, she wouldn't let me back out.

"Hey, so.... I don't actually know where this 'station' is..."

I jumped in fright as Grayson spoke from my doorway. I hadn't heard him come home, or walk to my room.

"Jesus fucking Christ! You scared the shit out of me!"

Grayson tried to hide the smirk that pulled at the corner of his lips. "My bad.... So can I tag along with you? Technically you invited me, so you should take responsibility."

"Ughh whatever. Hurry up and change, we leave in 5 minutes. Mum will be home soon and if we get stuck doing 'family bonding' instead of going out, I will kill you." I groaned.

Exactly 4 minutes later he met me outside. I wasn't expecting him to actually change so fast.

I headed around the back through the side gate, to the small garden shed behind our house. I quickly wheeled my motorbike out from it's hiding place inside. It wasn't the fanciest bike, but I had spent the better part of two years building it from scratch with my friends.

Grayson cocked an eyebrow at me, a hint of awe in his voice. "No way, you have a bike?"

"If you tell my mum, you are dead meat. She hates them with a passion and would kill me for having one."

He smirked at me devilishly. "I'll keep quiet.... If you let me drive."

"Get fucked."

"I guess I'll just have to rat you out to your mum then Winnie. Give me a second to call her..."

"No! Fuck... Fine! But if you crash it you owe me a brand new, top of the line Indian." I panicked as he pulled out his phone and unlocked it. "And I'll beat the shit out of you..."

His face lit up, making his emerald eyes gleam in the evening sun. "Too easy. You know my dad is fucking loaded, right? Not that I will crash it anyway, I had one back in London. I know what I'm doing, Winnie."

He jumped on my bike and handed me a helmet, the massive grin still plastered on his face. I reluctantly sat behind him and held onto the back of the bike. There was no fucking way I was going to hold onto him, as it was we were already sitting too close.

I tried to scoot back a little to stop my junk from rubbing against his ass, but as soon as I did, he moved back too, pressing my dick hard up against him.

I could've sworn I heard him chuckle under his breath as he started the motor, which made me vibrate against him.

I could feel myself growing hard as we sped off.

I tried my best to focus on directing him to the station, but every bump and turn sent a new wave of electricity surging through my body.

As embarrassed as I was, at least my dick was working again.

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