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Oh my fucking God! Tell me this guy didn't just throw up on my brand new fifty dollar VANS! I looked down and it was still there. The vomit didn't go anywhere since the last time I looked two minutes ago.

I look over to my best friend James, who is looking just as disgusted as I was. One minute we're trying to get to hockey practice, the next we're covered in hurl. To top off the disgust, his friend also gave us a hundred bucks each. Sure it was more than needed and appreciated, but I wasn't gonna ask for anything.

Even though he was just the friend of the guy who hurled on us, he looked too familiar. Like the familiar that you cant put a finger on, and it just bugs you all day.

'Carlos, lets just put on some gym clothes for now.' James suggested, making me remember the vomit in my shoes. I nodded and we made our way to the Boys' Locker Room.

'This smells gross. I'm taking a shower. What 'bout you?' he asked while pulling out his towel and various products. James was an insanely hygienic guy, I loved teasing him, but in this case I agreed.

'Yeah me too. This vomit is atrocious between toes.' I said before cautiously toeing off the shoes, I grabbed my towel, soap and shampoo. We walked into the showers, it was just a room with drains and shower faucets. I had seen James in all his glory, he was nicely built, but not my kind of guy.

I've known I was bi since I was in the eight grade when I saw my first gay porn magazine. Which I still have. I did like girls more than guys, I liked the small, shy and blushing and stuttering type. James was the opposite. Big build, cocky(in more ways than one), and very confident.

I got the water as hot as I my body would allow and started washing my feet insanely. I look over and see James doing the same with his chest. He was using way too much body wash(even for him).

Once we claimed ourselves clean and disinfected we got out of the showers. I wrapped my towel around my waist and head to my locker, James right behind me. I pulled out my AXE body spray, I went pit, pit, across the chest.

I dropped the can, when I bent down I heard James whimper. I look over and saw a certain bulge in his towel. Then the head of James' cock popped out, over the towel. At first I just looked at it in disbelief. For three real reason.

One: He was my best friend, who was straight as a metal ruler. He had a different chick each week, he had screwed about half the school's female population. He even had some teachers fawning over him, there is no way he was interested in a guy, especially not me.

Two: He was huge! Like at least nine inches, and so fucking thick. It made my mouth water, I wondered how it would it feel to put it in my mouth. If I could even put it in my mouth. I had no gag reflex, but I cant do the impossible.

Three: I just didn't think I James would want a guy. I know they say best friend always end up dating. That makes me think about how long he had liked me. I hope it was just now. I'd feel bad if he liked me for years, and put up with me talking about chicks and sex. What if he had been cutting him self secretly?

'C-Carlos, please don't stare,' James whined, snapping me back into reality. I look up and see a slight but nearly nonexistent blush cross his face. I stood up and rushed to put my clothes on. I know he would never jump me, but who knew what a desperate man was capable of.

'Carlos, chill. I'm not gonna jump you. Just sit down and I'll answer your every question.' he said as he sat down on bench. Erection pressed against his abs, and still drying his hair.

I nodded and sat down with a bit of distance between us, witch James laughed at .

'D-do you like guys.' I asked timidly.

'No.' he said calmly.

'Then what was-' he cut me off this time.

'I don't like guys, I like a guy. Big difference.'

'Y-you, James Diamond, you like me?' I stuttered. God, I just cant believe this.

'Yup, I have liked you for a while.' he said.

Dammit, now I feel bad.

'How long?'

' Ninth Grade, after we played the Bucks. I left my phone in your room during the party. When I showed up I saw you jacking off, to gay porn. And I liked what I saw.' he winked at the end of his sentence, making me blush.

'Oh my God.' I breathed out.

'I heard a lot of that too.' he said.

'JAMES!' I yelled in embarrassment. I felt my cheeks burn, so I know I'm blushing.

'Just saying. If it helps any, I thought it was very hot.' he said before standing, letting his towel fall. I looked the way as I felt my blush darken. I heard him laugh as he got dressed.

'I'm dressed. You can open your eyes now.'

I sighed and turned around, only for James to whip out his cock and flash me! My heart jumped up to my throat and I couldn't scream, I was that scared.

He put his man-meat away and chuckled. This bastard!

'You bastard!' I yelled trying to get my damned blush to go away. How could he flash me in this kind of situation.

'Don't worry, I know you don't like me back. It's cool, I'm not your type. Your loss, but whatever. I think I know your real crush though.' he said as he began blow drying his hair.

'Who? How can you tell?" I shouted over the loud hair dryer. He finally cut it off.

'You like Logan, that guy who gave one hundred big ones. I could tell by how you kept eyeing him when you two worked on that project in chemistry.'

'That's why he looked familiar! I don't like him! He's bossy and he's so…blunt and- and borderline mean.' I reasoned. His phone vibrated and he pulled it out looking at the text.

'Translation: He's dating someone else.' James said before handing the phone to me. I looked and my eyes widened at the picture.

It was a picture of Logan making out with the guy who just hurled on us. And this was no innocent middle school make-out, this was the 'Shun your eyes children!' type of make-out.

My heart sank. Logan was taken, this sucks. I don't know why, but it just did. I didn't know anything about him other than he was a science genius.

I scrolled down the picture and saw that their kiss was defiantly going somewhere. Their legs were tangle together, their crotches were touching.

I scrolled down more and I saw the caption.

Me and my friend with benefits.

I gave James his phone back, and kept my eyes on the ground. The whole 'Logan having a friend with benefits pissed me off. Kind of made me hate the blond guy more than I thought I already did. First he ruins my new VANS, then he makes-out with my guy. Wait did I just call Logan my guy? Where did that come from?

'Come on Carlitos, cheer up. He's only a friend with benefits, not a boyfriend.' James said. I perked up when he said this, because he was right. This blondie was just Logan's toy, not his boyfriend. I still had a chance. When did I say I wanted a chance anyway? Danm I do like this guy, and I'm gonna get him.

'I love it when you get that fire in your eye. What's the plan?' James said while grinning like Cheshire cat. I pulled my best 'innocent' look.

'What are you talking about? I don't have a plan.' I said in my baby voice.

'Ha. Ha. We both know when you want something you get it. So tell me what's in that twisted brain of yours. How do you plan on getting rid of Goldilocks?

'Well, since you asked ever so nicely, I will tell you.'

'Yay!' he said jumping up and down in a slightly girly way.

'I need you for this one.' I informed knowing he was up for it. James loved a good scheme, the riskier the better. This plan was risky, one screw up and it all crumbles.

'What do I gotta do?' he asked genuinely concerned about his role.

'The blondie, you gotta do him.' I said as an evil smirk crossed my face. I know I should feel bad, because he did just confess his love.

'I'm sorry, say what now?' I knew it, that was a funny reaction. I chuckled a bit.

'I need you to keep this guy busy while I convince Logan to go on a date with me.' I know, I know. I'm a mastermind, duh.

'That…' he stopped and thought about it. '…is actually quite simple. No disguises or code names? How is this risky?' he wouldn't do it, unless there was danger.

'If this goes good, we get boyfriends. If not, we will both be forced out of our little closets. You know what happens then.' I explained, watching his face perk up.

'Then we get forced off the team by our homophobic coach.' he said in a sing-a-song voice. I knew he would like this kind of dramatic situation.

'Details. Now.' he ordered before pulling his 'lucky comb' out of his back pocket. He started combing his hair, he said too much heat on his is deadly.

'Tomorrow, I give Logan his money back, and start a conversation. The second Goldilocks shows up, you 'accidentally' bump into him and get him talking and blushing. Make him want some 'alone time' with you. I don't care how you do it, or what you do when you two are alone.'

'Ok, but what about when they want a relationships?' that one was a bit tough.

''Got it. Once we got them interested we do double dates, to show our sweet sides. Dinners, movies and a kissing good night, then we ask them out.' I said, smiling at my pure genius.

'Ok, I'm in.'

'Lets do this.'

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