He felt his soft lips press against his own as he was forcefully pushed against the wall. His through were running wild and he couldn't figure out if he liked it or not. The rough cut hands of the man forcing his tough in his mouth restrained his own hands against the wall his back pressed against. His hands shook from nerves as he closed his eyes in pure fear of what would happen next. The kiss slowly grew more and more passionate as the time went by, but he still refused to insert his tongue into the other man's mouth. It just felt so wrong. This guy was his best friend no matter how much he made fun of him. Yet, he did manage to break free from his grip and ran his delicate hands through his soft red and black hair. He came to terms that he enjoyed this – More than any man should- and felt the tears swell up in his eyes as the man he loved slowly drew away.
