Simon went back up to his room at about 6:45 PM. He checked his phone and noticed the group text of his friends. They all had asked how lunch and his time alone with Bram had been. In the Group Text, he just texted back GREAT! Privately he texted Leah, we need to talk on FaceTime, ok. Sure, Simon. Give me 10 minutes to get something to drink and use the restroom. He got back to his room and called Leah.
Hey Simon, you look happy, pleased, and a little embarrassed. Leah, I am all of these things. We are talking to all we can in a Facebook room. No, can't. I am now ready for that. Why? Because you need to first, I will tell Nick and Addy, too, just not right now. Ok, Simon, I get your back for now, but you need to let them know you are not ready to tell them after we talk. Ok, Leah, I will. So Bram and did have a good afternoon. To be honest, I am not sure what came over to us this afternoon. Simon, do you guys have? We did not, but I want, and so does he, just not yet.
Today, it started to feel like a pulsing of ferals running through me.
Surprised Bram for lunch. Nora built an entire kosher menu around the main dish, which I thought was fantastic for my boyfriend because he's Jewish. Simon that is a sweet thing to do. I know it felt right. I had dinner at his place on Sunday, and he had a menu plan but didn't tell me what. So now he surprises you. Yup, I like Leah. So the feral feeling has been building up in me. Two things Bram has a naturally shy smile all the time, and also his eyebrows. I noticed it at the Halloween party, allowing him to change his facial expression. So we finished lunch and headed up to my room. We had good news.
To tell each which I am not going to anyone yet, ok. Sure, Simoon, if private between the two of you, I respect that. We both share the moment of our body taking on all the dimensions of beauty; each of us has. I walk across the room, kiss him, and lightly push him onto my bed. Simon, you push him. Yes, I did, but he liked it. What said Leah with a look of Shock on her face. I know. I told the feral feeling was building, and then it was like a need to take command. We lay in bed. I kissed him again. I went for something gentle, and he pulled me into a passionate kiss I wanted. Again the pules feral just grew me. There was Music playing. We catch some of the song's words, and I imagine being on top of him, straddling his stomach and forcefully pinning his arms above his head. Oh wow, Simon Yeah, Leah. I know we are lovers and a mystery to each now. We discussed the Pain we held caused each in email and at the party. Tears flowed out and passed are hearts, start now with clear slates. Light my Candle, come on, and we sing to each other.
I know how long we got into a hot and heavy makeout. The Rent song was to express what we both wanted from each other. The feral feeling started to turn animalistic. Then, suddenly, I was a hungry wolf, and he was my helpless and trapped prey that I would devour. I ended up on top of him, and we both hesitated and what we wanted. I lost control. I became the wolf, and suddenly my lips were on his in this incredibly intense way. After we said to each other, the words ripped out of us.
"Simon, it is like you have an animalistic wolf emerging. I am helpless and prey that wolf this going to devour repeatedly." "Bram, I will never stop devouring you, I promise."
Wow, Simon, that's really intense. I know, but I want to be the wolf that repeatedly devours him. I know he has the bottomless need to be devoured repeatedly. In a couple of songs, we sang between my eyes, which are my most expressive features, you know, and his ability, through his eyebrows, to change his expressions. He wanted that animal to wake up, and he encouraged it.
A split second after those words, I grabbed his arms and pinned them up by his head in a surprising act of total command for me. His instinct to break free came over him, yet he did struggle. I used more force to hold his arms down, and we looked into each other's eyes, thoroughly enjoying what was happening. It was like he was my helpless, trapped prey that he wanted to be that. I wanted him to be that. By then was 6 PM, and he had to head home. He said I'll see you Sunday, without saying a word. I gave him this smile and dark-eyed glint as if it was a command that we would see each other on Sunday, and he happily nodded in understanding. That is everything that happened today.
Leah sat in shocked silence over that her best friend had an animalistic wolf, nature, and that Bram needed to be devoured by the wolf in Simon.
Simon, are you sure this wasn't a one-time thing for your first time alone? Yes, I am sure that this was not a one-time thing. I know, without doubt, that a wolf in me wants to devour Bram. Bram has the bottomless need to be devoured anytime I want. Ok, Simon, I understand why you didn't want to tell Nick and Addy.
Simon's head checked his phone, saw Bram, texted him, and said, " Hey, hon, we need to talk. I told Garrett about what happened today. Simon texted back. Yeah, I told Leah too. We'll talk in a couple of minutes. I'm just finishing up with Leah. Ok, texted Bram.
Bram texted. He told Garrett like I told you, I gotta talk to him. I'll talk to you later. Ok, Simon, Later. Love you. Love you back, sister.
Bram was in the Bedroom, pacing a little bit. At 6:30 o'clock, Garrett asked how his afternoon Simon was going. He had texted Garrett about 10 minutes ago, saying they needed to talk, but he needed to figure out how to put it into words first.
Bram and Nick are the two best soccer players in the school. They've both been doing it since middle school. Their bodies are toned, and people can be slightly intimidated by their looks. Garret's expectation would be Bram is Wolf, not Simon. Bram wanted to be nothing more than the devoured prey. He thinks it's a little bit embarrassing, given his looks in bodybuilding. In brilliance and intelligence, Bram and Simon are equal.
Bram hesitates, grabs his phone, and calls Garrett on Google Duo. Garrett's face comes on the screen he immediately is eyeing. Bram blushes because he already knows, and Garrett eyes him like he can't hide anything. Simon and I afternoon was ready good. He surprised me for lunch with his parents; the meal was entirely kosher. Wow, Bram, that's awesome. That really says a lot about Simon and the level of respect he has over the fact you're Jewish. Simon's family is great; they love me and another son, Garrett. Hmmm, that ok, I guess, in a clipped voice. Inwardly Bram re-contemplated whether or not he should tell Garrett just by that clip voice. Bram knows he will not share the news his mother gave about Simon or the news Simon gave him about his parents. Bram says Garrett, so what happened? I want to know. Bram, in the re-contemplated, lost a time sense for about 10 seconds. Garrett, I don't know what came over us, but I know it started at the top of the world kiss.
So being alone with Simon in his room, we both. An explosion of desire and understanding, each of our desires. Simon is sweet, kind, gentle, loving, and caring. I am a brilliant, sweet, caring guy, just like Simon. The explosion of desire and understanding of who we are within our relationship is fascinating. Garrett, you would have to imagine it as the wolf and the prey it's stocking to devour. Bram what? I mean, that sounds very weird to me. Weird to both Simon and me. Before I came home for dinner, we both understood it.
You're my best friend. I hope you understand that and this is about me. Ok, so who is the wolf, and who is the prey? Simon is the wolf. Bram, you're fucking joking, Garrett says, laughing so hard. No, Garrett, I am not joking. Simon is the wolf. So you're telling me you're the helpless prey. Dude, how can that be? You're like one of the best sportspeople in school. I know intellectually, you and Simon are entirely equal. Simon is a nerd who studies way hard for high-level AP exams. He's a fucking talentless actor. And you're seriously telling me he's a dominant wolf in the Bedroom.
Inwardly Bram is squirming entirely at this moment. Garrett shut the fuck up. I've said one thing, and all you've done is try to tear Simon down in my eyes. He is my boyfriend, and I am in love with him. Knock that crap off immediately. Bram snaps back. I may be the helpless prey that wants to be devoured by Simon whenever he chooses. That doesn't mean I won't put you in your place in my life. Garrett's a little shocked. Bram, why would you wanna be the helpless prey? Because I enjoy not being in charge and the captain of the soccer team all the and needing to instruct people in weightlifting class like you, for instance. It relieves me that Simon can take total command of our private life.
We had a great afternoon, and you're being quite a dickhead about my first time alone with Simon. Ok, so tell me what happened Garrett retorts back. We had a moment to start with where each of our own bodies. Took on the complete and total dimensions of the beauty each of us possesses. Emerging from that moment, Simon walked over and lightly pushed me onto his bed, which I found intoxicating. We were laying on his bed, discussing things that happened at the Halloween party. When we forgave each other for the Pain we had caused. Simon's eyes can communicate his entire thinking pattern. I've known for years that my eyebrows and naturally shy smile allow me to change my expression well. True, we began to understand each other through a bit of Music. Just using our most expressive features. Simon leaned to kiss me, and a very gentle and in that moment, I realized my desire to be the helpless prey to be devoured. Ended up pulling him into an intensely passionate kiss that I knew he wanted
We had an intensely good Makeout session that had its own natural rhythm. Simon was on top of me. It is like words were ripped out of us simultaneously.
"Simon, it is like you have an animalistic wolf emerging. I am helpless and prey that wolf this going to devour repeatedly." "Bram, I will never stop devouring you, I promise."
Holy fuck, well, from there, Simon, in total command, pinned my arms above my head. My instinct to break free overcame me, and he used more force to hold my arms down. My squirming to get free was quite enjoyable for both of us. Suddenly his lips were on mine in an incredibly savage way. But then my mom called, and I had to head home for dinner. Because Simon surprised me with a sweet, kosher menu, my mom is doing her best. Soulfood menu tomorrow to surprise him. I asked if we would see each other on Sunday, with his dark-eyed glint and a dark smile. I knew it was not a question I needed to ask. It was simply a command. I happily nodded in my head, and he walked me halfway home. Ask his parents if he could be at my house for dinner Sunday before we leave his house.
Garrett sat there in stone-cold silence, disbelieving that his best friend wanted to be devoured like helpless prey. Even in disbelief, he didn't think it was a one-time thing. It was the complete dynamic of his and Simmons's relationship. I don't know, man. I need some time to think about this. It's hard to believe that you want to be the prey. Would I ask that you don't speak about this at school? Simon and I will decide when we want to reveal this part of our relationship. For now, only you and Leah know.
I'm gonna go, man. I just don't know how I feel about this. I'll talk to you later. Bye, Garrett hangs out without another word. Bram didn't even get a chance to say I'll talk to you later. Garrett had been even less understanding than Bram had hoped for after Garrett hung up. He texted Simon needing to talk to him about Garrett's reaction.
Bram's text had a hurt and sad emoji.
Hey, hon, I'm free. Why don't we video chat? I can access my computer, use Chrome, and make a Google Duo call. heart emoji
Thanks, Hon
About a minute later, Simon and Bram were face-to-face. Bram looks upset and hurt. Bram, what's wrong? I'm not sure I should've told Garrett what happened between us. He was nothing but an asshole to me. He called you a fucking nerd and a talentless actor. Simmons's blood started to boil over how his boyfriend had just been treated. I'm worried about him, knowing this could cause problems for us. Bram, you realize since eighth grade Garrett has never been able to keep a girl for more than three months. You're not wrong there, Simon, but I don't know why he was such an asshole. Bram, what's your fear, Garrett? Do something like that to hurt you. I don't know Simon Bram. It would be best if we both kept a close eye on him. Good plan, Simon however, I feel Garrett may not like you anymore. Bram, you're not weak or less brilliant or kind than I am. Our private life in our bedrooms is nobody else's business. A naturally shy smile appeared again that Simon could lose himself in. I love you, Bram. Love you too, Simon. So how did telling Leah go?
Hon, I have to tell you, Leah was pretty shocked. Agreed that Nick and Abby don't need to know yet and that we can tell them when we're ready. If Garrett's attitude doesn't improve by Monday, don't hang out with him at his table. Just come hang out with Leah, Nick, Me, and Abby. As promised, I'll pick you up for school and iced coffee with milk on Monday morning. Ok, thanks, and I look forward to seeing you tomorrow night. You're going to love the menu. Simon smiled with a light heart and a light face. He didn't want to know what the menu was. Just wanted to be surprised. This made Bram feel like he had pleased Simon by surprising him, which gave him the pleasure of feeling good. What time do you want me over at your house tomorrow? Get here at about 630. Dinner should be ready by 7. Ok, hon, I will see you at 6:30 tomorrow. I'm excited to meet your mom and for the surprise menu. I love you, and I'll talk to you later. Love you back, and I'll talk to you later.
The call finished, and Simon was not ok with Garrett's treatment of Bram. He agreed with Bram that Garrett didn't like him anymore. Nevertheless, he still felt keeping a close eye on Garrett, particularly near Bram, might be a good idea. Simon texted Leah, saying, " Hey, Garrett was horrible to Bram about our afternoon together. I think we need to keep a closer eye on him around Bram. Ok, Simon agreed.
It was about 9:30, and Simon yawned. It had been an exciting afternoon. Heading off to take a shower and head to bed. The last thing he did before falling asleep was text Bram, falling asleep. I love you. I wish we were cuddling. At about 10:30, Bram texted back a smiley face to cuddle.