Free Wes and Toren by J.M. Colail Page B

looked down. “It’s tough being gay in high school, isn’t it?” She looked up and forced a smile on her lips, but her eyes weren’t smiling. “At least you have someone who likes you back. I know Kate’s a bit flaky, but she’s really a good person. She’s always there when I need her, no matter what. I keep telling myself that it’ll be okay, as long as I can be close to her, even as just a friend.”

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    Lissa looked sad with upturned eyebrows and a little pout on her lips. She was pretty with a slim figure. She didn’t wear makeup and didn’t need to. Her short, brown hair was pinned to the side with two barrettes, framing a sweet face.
    I stared at the pool table and then glanced up at Lissa. “She doesn’t know how you feel, then?” I asked. Lissa shook her head without looking up. I took a deep breath. “If…if Wesley hadn’t said anything to me, we wouldn’t…be together.”
    Lissa glanced at me with a gentle smile. “I see. You gotta learn to walk before you run. Or something like that.”
    I laughed lightly. “Yeah, something like that.”
    “You’re all right, Toren,” she said and smiled. This time, her eyes were smiling too. “Oh, here they come. Don’t say anything, okay?”
    I felt good. Lissa was the first person I told about Wesley and me and I already felt a little more confident.
    “I got you a pop,” Wesley said, handing me a Styrofoam cup with a lid and a straw. I thanked him and he looked at Lissa, then at me. He didn’t say anything and started to rack up the balls for another game.

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    J. M. Colail

    “HEY, babe. What’s going on?”
    “Hi, Wesley. Nothing. What about you?”
    “I’m getting outta work and I have to run a few errands for my mom, but I was wondering if you wanted to do something later.”
    “Um, yeah.” My palms were sweaty and I felt nervous. “Do you wanna come over later? Um, my mom is working a double and my sister is sleeping over at a friend’s tonight.” There was a long, silent pause.
    “Are you still there?”
    “I’ll be right over.”
    “What? There’s no rush. Just come after you’ve finished running your errands.”
    “All right. See you later.”
    It was gonna be just me and Wesley tonight. I was anxious and excited, so I decided to take a quick shower before he came over, hoping the warm water might help me relax.
    The bathroom mirror steamed up and the small room was hot and humid. I ran my hand across the mirror, leaving streaks with my fingertips. There was a knock at the door and I heard Wesley call my name. I was surprised that he was here already. I wrapped a towel around my waist and called from the hallway.
    “Hey. Come on in. I’ll be out in a sec.”

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    I pulled on a pair of boxers and slid my arms through a short-sleeve, button-down shirt. My hair was still dripping wet and I rubbed the towel over my head.
    “Well, damn. If that isn’t the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my whole life.”
    I turned around and the towel dropped to the floor. “Wesley? What are you doing? I told you I’d be out in a minute.” He leaned against the doorframe with a smug grin on his face.
    “You look so good,” he said, walking toward me and pulling me into his arms. He walked me back until I fell onto the bed. “You won’t be needing these anymore!” he said, pulling off my boxer shorts and tossing them over his shoulder.
    “Hold on! Wait a second! Wesley!” I hurriedly protested, knowing that once his lips touched me, I wouldn’t be able to resist.
    He was unbelievably ravenous, working me into a frenzy until I was completely ravished, panting and gasping.
    “That didn’t take long,” he said with a triumphant smile, lying down next to me. He turned my face to his and kissed me sweetly.
    “What…what are you doing here? I thought you had to run some errands.”
    “And let an opportunity like this slip by? No chance. Everything in the world, except you, can wait ’til