Here it is, the third and final chapter. I hope you've all enjoyed it. I'll probably be doing a one-shot or another story about these two again sometime soon. Anyway, hope you enjoy it, review and PM if you do.

GERWAZY'S POV:

What happened with Clyde earlier was really strange. Why would he just lick my arm? It doesn't make any sense. The weirdest thing was, I enjoyed it. I haven't even been kissed yet so how could I know I was gonna like it? But I wanted to force him to do it again. I wanted to push him down on my bed, tie a rope around his wrists and- Shit, I gotta stop thinking about that. I don't wanna get an boner right in front of Clyde.

At least we're almost at his house.

"Here we are. It's getting dark even quicker now summer's almost over." Clyde grabbed his keys and opened the door. His parents weren't home so we had almost two hours to ourselves.

"Do you want me to take my shoes off?"

"Who cares?" I took them off anyway. These big black boots are perfect for spreading dirt.

"Sit down, I'm just gonna turn on some of these lights."

He ran upstairs and I heard the occasional thud. He isn't exactly graceful.

"If you crack your skull, I ain't cleanin' up your brains!" I yelled up the stairs. I heard muffled laughter and what sounded like a curse word directed to me.

I leant back into the couch and looked around. Clyde has a pretty nice house. He came thundering back down the stairs, tripping over when he got to the bottom.

"Be careful, stupid."

"Ah, fuck. I hit my arm on the wall." He was rubbing his elbow and seething.

He sat down next to me and pulled up his sleeve. He had a small cut and a tiny bit of blood was dripping out.

"Fuck, that hurts. Oh, I forgot about your hand. Do you need a bandage or something?"

I took a quick look at him and I loved what I saw. The worry in his eyes paired with the overall cuteness. The bleeding elbow combined with his soft smile. In that moment, he had never been more attractive to me. I have to tell him how I feel.

I love him. But how do I tell him something so big? I don't even know if he's gay. Fuck, I haven't said anything for ages.

"Uh, no, my hand's fine."

"You sure? It doesn't look fine." He grabbed my hand and looked at it closely. He rubbed off a bit of the paint from my wall and wiped away some of the blood, revealing more cuts and bruises.

He let go and ran his hands over his knees to clean them.

"Sorry, I should ask before I do that. Personal space, all that crap."

"Don't worry, I'm fine with it."

"I'm gonna go get a Band-aid for this."

"If I could withstand hacking my arms up every night without any pain relief, you can put up with that tiny little scrape."

"Fine." He sulked back into the couch and started fiddling around with his minor injury.

"Don't pick at it, you'll make it worse." I clenched his wrist tightly and pulled his hand away.

I looked up and directly into his eyes. I have to take this chance. I may never get this opportunity again.

I gently grasped his cheeks, moved closer and pressed our lips together. I can't believe it. I'm doing it. I'm kissing him. He tastes amazing. I can't even describe it. I think he's enjoying it.

CLYDE'S POV:

Oh, my God, this is really happening. He's kissing me. I didn't even know he liked me. I thought I was gonna have to make the first move. This is so weird. I can't feel the pain from my arm anymore. I wonder what he wants me to do?

GERWAZY'S POV:

I seprated our lips for a few seconds to take a closer look at his arm. I grabbed it and clamped my mouth over his cut. I sucked roughly, making him moan and inhale sharply. Once I had drained his cut completely, I wanted to taste a different part of him.

I pushed my mouth into his neck and licked across it. I bit his neck and moved backwards. I had to tell him something before we went any further. I looked into his eyes and prepared myself.

"Clyde... I love you."

His eyes brightened up and he flung himself forward, pulling me into a hug.

"I love you too, Ricky."

He let go and grabbed my hand.

"Do you wanna go upstairs?"

"What the fuck do you think?" I said, my hard-on clearly visible.

He tried to stand up but I gripped the collar of his shirt and pulled him off the couch instead. I yanked him up the stairs and kicked open his bedroom door. I flung him on to his bed and opened his closet. I reached in and pulled out two ties. Clyde looked at me with a puzzled expression.

"What are you gonna use those for?"

"Watch."

I tied the two together and roughly grasped Clyde. I wrapped one end around his neck and the other around my hand. I unzipped my pants and kissed Clyde before revealing my dick. He gulped loudly in admiration. I pushed his head down and he covered my cock with his mouth.

He sucked carefully but I wanted it rougher. I pushed his mouth even further down, making him gag slightly. He knew how I wanted it. I groaned as the sucking intensified. He was licking and rubbing my dick as he continued.

He was amazing at this. I could feel my cum building up, ready to shoot straight down his throat. I moaned as I had an amazing orgasm. I felt my cum gush out, harder than it ever has before. He swallowed it and pulled his mouth off my dick, coughing a few times as he looked at me.

"That was awesome, Clyde." I yanked him closer with tie around his neck. I kissed him and tasted my own cum. It wasn't the first time I've tasted it. I pulled him down on to the bed, trying to catch my breath.

I hugged him tightly and took off the tie from my hand, un-doing the knot on the one around his neck.

"This is all happening so fast." Clyde said, rubbing his neck.

"But isn't this what you wanted?" I whispered into his ear.

"Yeah. It's just five minutes ago, I didn't have any idea you were interested in me."

"Five minutes ago, I didn't know you were gay. And now look." I said, nodding towards my dick as my hard-on started to dwindle and any cum Clyde had missed dripped down it.

I kissed him again as he smiled slightly. I hugged him to my chest and he started to doze off. I zipped my pants up and threw the ties on to the floor.

A few minutes later, just as my eyes were about to shut, Clyde nudged me and looked up.

"Ricky?"

"Yeah?"

"Why did you wrap that tie around my neck?"

"I didn't know how disobedient you'd be."

"Well, next time, I won't disobey." He kissed me sweetly and finally drifted off into slumber.

I heard a car driving up to the house. It was his parents. They were back early.

I was just about to wake him up when I decided to make the best of the situation.

I shut my eyes and wrapped my arms tighter around Clyde. If I pretend to be asleep, they won't bother us. I heard a key going in the lock and a tick as it was turned to open the door.

I heard the door creak and footsteps along with muffled conversation. I could them both walking up the stairs. I steadied my breathing and relaxed my body.

They walked past the bedroom but his dad turned around when he noticed Clyde wasn't alone. He leant on the doorway and silently signalled Clyde's mother to look.

"Isn't that that Ricky boy? The gay one?" She whispered.

"Yeah."

"Did you know Clyde was...?"

"I had a suspicion."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because I knew he was already in love."

I held back a smile and waited for them to leave before kissing him on the cheek and whispering "I love you." into his ear.

I love him. I really do.