The Gay Nerd Who Stole His Heart

"Kylan, is that you?"

Kylan raised an eyebrow, turning around, and his eyes widened when he saw the familiar face he had not seen in years. "Charles?"

"Yea," he smiled, "I didn't think you'd remember me. How are you?"

Kylan beamed; he hadn't seen Charles in years, and it was interesting seeing how he had changed. "I've been good, what about yo-"

"Kylan, I found meat sauce, but I didn't know if you wanted the who is that?" Jonah's face instantly fell when he saw Kylan talking to a kind of attractive boy and instantly stepped behind him. "Can we help you?" he said menacingly. Kylan laughed, "Jonah, that's Charles. Remember?"

Jonah frowned, "Charles?"

"Yes, from High School."

He shook his head, "Doesn't ring a bell."

"I dated him during the time that—"

"Now that rings a fucking bell - do you need something?"

Charles raised his hands, "I just came to say hi. Saw Kylan from afar and thought I should greet him. How have you been, Jonah?" "Fine."

Charles nodded his head awkwardly, and then he said, "Well, it was nice seeing you two."

"Wait, Charles!" Kylan said urgently, handing him his phone, "You should put your number in so we could go eat out sometimes." "No-Kylan, take the phone back."

"Sure, that sounds like a plan."

"I feel like I'm talking to myself," Jonah hissed.

Kylan tapped his chest, "Relax. It's just a number. We were all friends before."

"I was never friends with him," Jonah said in front of Charles, who gulped and returned Kylan his phone.

"I'll see you around."

"Yea, nice seeing you!" And Charles disappeared down the grocery aisle.

During their grocery shopping, Kylan noticed that Jonah was being quite dry. He was ignoring Kylan, giving short answers, and walking in opposite directions as if to avoid him. Then, they paid, and as they were heading out, he distanced himself in front by having a quicker pace, and once they entered the car, Jonah didn't say anything.

Kylan cleared his throat and asked, "Are you okay?"

Jonah nodded his head slowly, "Mhm."

"You can tell me if you're mad."

"Leave me alone, please," he said bluntly.

Kylan shook his head, "We should talk about it."

"You humiliated me."

"How did I humiliate you?"

"You asked your ex-boyfriend for his number right in front of me."

"It wasn't even like that."

"See, that's why I don't want to talk to you about it because you're just going to deflect and act like it's not that big of a deal when it is."

"I'll delete it then. How does that sound? Or will you stop being insecure?"

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Jonah began fuming, and he shook his head and breathed quietly, "Leave me alone."

Kylan narrowed his eyes and reached for the steering wheel, instantly grabbing Jonah's attention as he hissed, "What the hell are you doing?"

"Stop the car."

"Ky, we're going home-okay! I'll stop the car, stop trying to kill us." He turned to the side of the road and parked, rolling his eyes and turning to face Kylan, who was smiling at him. "What are you smiling about?" "You're just so hot, but anyway," Jonah did chuckle, "you know I love you."

"I never said I didn't."

"Then what's the issue with Charles? He's my ex-boyfriend that I dated for less than a month, Jonah. I promise he's not a factor. I've been with you for three years now. You got me into rehab, got me into school, reconnected me with my father, pay for the home we live in together." Kylan leaned over the cup holders and whispered in his ear, "I would be stupid to leave him for you."

He knew Jonah would not be able to resist the hot breath lingering along his neck and instantly pressed his lips on Kylan's, gripping his jaw tightly before slamming Kylan against the window behind him and pinning his wrist to the window as well. Kylan loved aggressive nature, and when Jonah released his wrists, he attempted to roam Jonah's body when he felt Jonah's muscle stiff, and he pressed Kylan's wrist against the window again.

"I'm mad at you, so you don't touch me, but I touch you."

Kylan's eyes widened, and he breathed, "Deal."

"No screaming either. Hold in your moans. I don't want to hear them."

"You're scaring me a bit."

"That's the plan," he gripped Kylan by his collar and shoved him towards the backseats. "Undress yourself."

"Okay."

"And I'm not making sure you're not tight."

Kylan gulped, "That could...r-really hurt-"

"Ya, I know." He climbed on top of Kylan and helped him pull down his pants. Then, he bent backward and said, "Go down on me."

"I haven't done that in weeks-"

Jonah's hand swung forward, and he slapped Kylan in the face, Kylan hitting the front seat before facing Jonah with his eyes forming tears. But they weren't sad tears, he loved those tears when they were having sex, and he loved pain, something Jonah was always reluctant to give him.

"Slap me agai-" Jonah slapped him again and then gripped his head, shoving it towards his man parts.

"I'm waiting."

As Kylan started, Jonah tilted his head backward, feeling his entire body begin to panic with the strong ecstasy from Kylan's touch. He started being warm, and as Kylan attempted to lift his head for a breather, Jonah stopped him, forcing him to continue.

Kylan was gagging, and Jonah allowed him to pull apart for a few seconds before he continued. And it took about twenty minutes before Jonah finally told him to stop and all his pleasures leaked on Kylan's face. Then, he hissed, "Swallow it."

Kylan began licking his lips and bringing all of it to his mouth with his fingers, and Jonah frowned when he watched Kylan turned around with his back facing Jonah.

Then, he bent his back and whispered, "Just put it in me already."

Jonah was moments from obeying him when he stopped and said, "Kylan, you like this, right?"

"Yes."

"You're not actually scared?"

"I am, but it makes the sex better."

"I love you."

Kylan smiled, "I love you too, but I'm dying to feel you right now."

Jonah smirked, "Okay."