Chapter 1

Deuce was sitting in his room on his bed. In his lap he held his black and white laptop. He was playing Sims 3. A lot of people would say that game

was for people with no lives, but for Deuce it was a stress reliever. It was also a way for him to indirectly express his feelings about the things that

went on in his life. Deuce made a character for each person who played an important role in his life. He made a mini Blue family, a mini Jones

family, a mini Hessenheffer family, a mini Garcia family, and of course he made a mini version of his family. He even made a mini version of ex-

girlfriend's family. In a way he felt powerful, even if it was a strategic simulation game. At the time Deuce made his mini self throw a party. Mini

CeCe and mini Rocky were dancing with each other, while the mini twins chatted outside on the swings. Mini Dina was playing catch with mini Flynn

and mini Ty and mini Deuce were chatting. Deuce made mini Ty flirt with mini Deuce. Later on in the game after the party was over, mini Deuce

asked mini Ty to sleep over. One thing led to another and the mini teens were making out. That made Deuce blush slightly. Another major reason

why Deuce played Sims 3 was because it was like a virtual diary for him. Sometimes he simulated things he wanted to happen in real life. One time

he made mini Rocky and mini CeCe make out in the movie theatre. A normal person would find it awkward for their two long-time friends to make

out, but Deuce thought it was pretty hot. But one thing that Deuce simulated often was mini Ty and mini him making out and going out on dates.

Deuce sighed and closed his laptop. He looked at his clock; it was 2:45 in the morning. "I guess it's time to catch some Z's "Deuce yawned. He

placed his laptop on his end table, laid down, and closed his eyes. Deuce began to dream immediately. Ty had come over to play video games with

him. Everything was normal. They were playing Halo. "Oh man! You killed me!" Deuce laughed. "I guess I'm just a better gamer" Ty chuckled. "How

about another round of ass kicking?" Deuce yawned, "Nah. I'm a little tired, Let me rest my eyes for a bit" He said as he laid back on his bed. Deuce

could feel something lingering over him. He quickly opened his eyes only to be greeted by his best friend invading his personal space. The weird

thing was that Deuce didn't mind the older boy being so close. "T-ty? Why are you so close?" Deuce stammered. "Why are you so cute, Deuce?" Ty

asked as he moved closer. Deuce could feel his heart beat faster and his face heat up. Ty pressed his soft lips against Deuce's. The kiss was

passionate and warm. Deuce felt like his heart was going to burst out of his chest. Ty slowly moved his mouth to Deuce's collarbone, leaving behind

a trail of soft kisses on his neck. Deuce whimpered as Ty bit his neck. Ty slowly moved his hand beneath his Cuban friend's thin V-neck shirt. The

feeling of Ty's hand across his pale frail body felt like ecstasy to Deuce. Ty's fingertips were slightly rough, but the way his hand moved and glided

across the younger boy's body felt so gentle. It was as if every inch of Deuce's body belonged to Ty. The darker boy's hand played with his pink

nubs. Deuce wanted to bit his lips to prevent himself from moaning too loud, but Ty was too busy occupying his mouth with his tongue. Ty's tongue

felt so hot and wet inside of Deuce's inexperienced mouth. Ty used his left hand to pin Deuce's wrists down and his right hand to caress every inch

of Deuce's chest. The Cuban boy could feel his mind going blank with ecstasy. He was so hard it almost hurt. He could feel his best friend's hand

moving away from his chest, he whimpered. Ty began to unbuckle his belt, and that's when Deuce snapped out of his lustful daze. Deuce twisted his

wrists from Ty's grip and grabbed Ty's hand. "T-ty, I-I-I don't want to go too far." Deuce cried. "Are you sure? Because it seems like your body's

saying the opposite." Ty laughed seductively as he cupped his hand on the bulge of Deuce's pants. Deuce moaned loudly and blushed at the fact

they weren't the only ones home. "Sssshh, Deucey. You don't want your mommy to hear her little angel being so naughty and horny." Ty whispered

into his ear softly. "Ty, don't make me beg." Deuce whined. "Actually, I'd love to hear you crying out my name begging me not to make you cum in

my hand." The older boy teased. "T-ty! Nooo, please don't. Heh. Just the thought makes me fucking hard." He mocked. Even though it was

completely inappropriate in the situation, the thought of Ty dominating him in an aggressive manner made Deuce a little more turned on. " I-I'll beg

if you tell me you love me, Ty." Deuce shyly requested. "Is that all?" Ty smiled sweetly "Deuce you're too cute. Of course I love y-"

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Deuce's alarm went off, startling him awake. The sticky wet feeling between his legs wasn't a foreign feeling to him. Lately Deuce had been having

dreams like that about his best friend. The thought of him being in love with Ty wasn't as absurd as it sounded. Only because he knew he loved Ty,

but he didn't know whether he loved him as a friend or as something more. Deuce's view began to blur behind his tears. "Dammit!" he cried as he

wiped away his tears. "I'm sorry, Ty." Thinking about how his feelings would ruin their friendship really hurt Deuce.