One week later...

"Wait... You left it at that?!" Lola screamed at me, reading the last few messages between me and the serial killer, "I knew you were stupid but dayum boi, didn't think you were that stupid" she laughed as I snatched the phone back from her. After keeping silent about whatever happened between me and Jason for a while, I had to let someone know - and who better than my sister who just happens to be my only friend? It had been a week of pure silence and awkward looks, and I couldn't take it anymore! I didn't know what to fucking do, because every time I thought about that day with Jason I'd miraculously get a hard on and it was concerning!

"Shut up, I'm only showing you these because I need your help" I groaned, looking again at the messages, unsure if I had made the right decision or not - or if I was just being a pussy and running from whatever the fuck happened in that house. "He is the one that messaged first, I'm respecting his wishes" I said in a quieter voice, taking another toke before Lola ripped it out of my hand.

"Honey, no. Your gay ass let Jason slip away without slipping inside, message him right now and tell him to get his sexy ass over here"

"First of all, his ass is not sexy, it's deformed like all the people he's killed, and secondly, fuck no" I snatched the blunt back, "he's probably busy fucking some girl anyway".

"You sound jealous of that supposed girl" I would've slapped the smug look off her face if I could, but I won't, because I do have some affection for my sister.

"Am not"

"Are too"

"Am not"

"Are too"

"Am no-"

"Shut up Alexander and listen to me" she throws the blunt out of the car window and shuffles closer, her smelly breath wafting in my face "you are queer, you would suck his dick for less than twenty bucks, you actually like him somewhat, and there has been a sexual tension between you two for months now, perhaps even years, so suck it up and message him".

"Hmm, let me think about that... No" I smirk, "I don't like him, in fact, I still hate his stupid face, so no I am not doing any of that even if I am, maybe, a little bit queer" I start getting out of the car.

"Fine, I'll do it" she grabs my phone. "Wait, Lola, don't you fucking da-" I start but she quickly cuts me off with the dreaded "sent". She hands the phone back to me and I read what she sent.

TheHotOne_LF: 13 Keats Lane, EN9 2JD.

"You didn't" I stare at the text "you fucking didn't" I wipe a hand down my face, knowing it was too late to delete the message. There was already a little box that said "read". Lola had just told Jason fucking Myers where we lived. Nobody knew where I lived, I never let anyone know where I live.

"Lex, people will find out eventually what sort of shitty life we live, I don't care if your boyfriend knows and neither should you" Lola says before getting out of the car, her usual teasing tone gone.

Jasonmyers69: On my way.

Fuck.

I figured I had time to roll and finish one more blunt before my life came crashing down. I know it shouldn't be a big deal, I know that I'm overreacting but there's only one thing I tried to keep stable in my life and that was my image, I know, so narcissistic of me. My image was being a fuckboy, and fuckboys usually have money or else people probably wouldn't want to fuck them as much knowing that they were homeless for most of their life, people will try to fix you if you tell them that, they'll look down on you and feel sorry for you - I didn't want that. I've never brought anyone to my home, neither had Lola. And now it's going to change because a guy I don't even like is coming to my house right now after a whole week of silence.

The blunt felt good between my lips, the hit I got was small but it still hit, made me that little bit more numb to what was going to happen. I closed my eyes and let myself go. The high increasing as the time went by, and my emotions numbing alongside it - I was pretty fucked by the time Jason arrived.

"The fuck are you doing Lex" Jason said, staring at me though the car window.

"Want some?" I asked, patting the seat beside me, he shook his head in the way that says 'unbelievable' but he got in the car anyway.

When he got in the driver's seat of the car, I didn't look at him, I just stared out at the windscreen, my mind was hazy from the high, but I could feel his eyes on me, assessing my every move. We didn't speak for a while, I just avoided his gaze as he watched, and then he finally asks "why did you invite me?".

I thought about lying to him, saying that I wanted a quick shag, that this wasn't my home, this wasn't my life, but I know the solemn look on my face might give me away. "I didn't, my sister took my phone" I sighed.

"You have a sister?" 

"Yeah, Lola Herrington. She's my half-sister and a pain in my ass" I smiled, I looked at him this time, "I'm not going to lie to you Jason, but you are the last person I wanted here" 

"Where is here lex?" His eyes scanned the many flats and houses that were crammed on the street, his ears probably tuning into the shouts of couples, the cries of kids and the barking of dogs. Nothing was quiet here.

"Home, I live there" I pointed at the rotting door of my so-called 'home', he took it all in, the unkempt garden and vines crawling up the walls, the toy slide that hadn't been used in a decade, the gate that squeaked whenever the wind blew against it, and the small size probably would've made the boy beside me claustrophobic.

"Lex, why am I here? We agreed to leave eachother alone, so why am I here?"

"You ask a lot of questions, Myers" I laughed and took the last toke before throwing it out of the window, "you're here because you decided to come, and my sister technically invited you" I looked at him again, a lousy smile on my face as he looked at me with concern.

"Why did she invite me?"

"She thinks I'll be happier if we fuck" I smirk, leaning further back in my seat, "and please stop asking questions"

"All I have are questions Lex" he sighs and looks away, his side profile sure is handsome, "but I doubt you want me to ask them, not when you're in this state. Do you have any questions for me?" He smiles at me, trying to look reassuring. Did I have any questions for him? Yeah, but only one seemed important.

"Why did you come?" I asked, and his smile dropped for a second before a broken one arrived, for a boy who is usually so sure of himself he sure didn't look it now.

"To be honest I'm not too sure myself, but I'm pretty sure it's the same reason your sister invited me for" he shook his head in that disbelieving way "to end our game of gay chicken the right way. Not a surrender over text... Sorry about that by the way" he wore a sheepish smile now. I seem to pay attention to his lips a lot more when I'm high.

I let out a laugh, it was cute of him to apologise. "Yeah that was a bit dickish, breaking up with me over text" my voice was joking, like it had been with Lola before she sent that text. "So, how do you suggest we end this game" I creeped closer to him, leaning over the middle compartment in the small car, I was now face to face with his somewhat mesmerising lips. 

"We go as far as we can" he smirks, also leaning towards me, our lips nearly touching, "but not when you're high Lex. If we're finishing the game properly I would much rather you be in the right state of mind, I may be a dick but I do have some respect for others" he moved back and I let out groan.

After our mini heart to heart he was teasing me. I really do hate him.

"Seriously?!" I cried out, frustration clearly written on my face. He just laughed at me and made no move to do anything, just sat there and listened to me groan. "But you actually look handsome at night! This isn't fair!" I whined, and I wasn't lying. I didn't mention it before but his grey shirt was tight across his abs, highlighting every single one, and he was wearing shorts so I could still clearly see his large thighs and muscular build, as well as the outline of his dick - he definitely dressed to impress because he succeeded. I tried to ignore it and not look at him, but now I can't look away. 

"It's cute that you finally admit that I'm handsome Lex" he laughed again and I'm pretty sure it's the weed making his laugh sound way more attractive than usual. "But the answer is still no, I'm not letting you do anything you'll regret" 

"I won't regret getting a blowjob" I say quickly, probably too quickly but I'm still enticed by the way his lips move and it's honestly been on my mind for a while. "And you did claim to owe me one".

"Dude, seriously?"

I almost said 'ha, no, I was just kidding!', to save myself the embarrassment of admitting to watching his lips, but then I noticed as his eyes looked towards my crotch, as though actually considering it, he did nearly give me a blowjob on his parents sofa, and I'm definitely still horny from that interaction, and thinking about it is still giving me a hard on.

"I suppose I did" he sighed, looking again at my groin. Please tell me he's actually considering this, because I am so fucking ready for it. He looks back at me, a few beats of silence pass between us. 

"Move your seat back as far as it can fucking go" he commanded, and I swear I nearly came just by hearing those words. "Now". 

Obviously I did as I was told. He then got out of the car and in through my door, leaning over me with his hand placed beside my head on the headrest. His face so close to mine I could count every small freckle he had. "Now tell me Lex, do you want this?" He asks again, and in that moment I sobered up completely - and I nodded my head. "I'm gonna be the really cringey 'book-tok' guy right now and tell you to use your big boy words, because I need to hear you say you actually want this before I put your cock in my mouth Lex" he smiled. Cocky son of a bitch. Did I secretly like the way he was speaking to me? Of course I fucking did and that was the annoying part. But honestly, I was too hot and bothered to care.

"Yes Jason, I would very much like for you to suck my dick" I move closer towards his face, as though I was squaring up to him but in reality I just wanted to get a better look at the way his eyes darkened as I said those words. 

"Good" he smirked before grabbing my chin gently, and yet he began to kiss me roughly. As though he too had been waiting to relieve whatever tension we may have had, that he was also desperate for a release. His kiss was different than before, his touch still gentle but his lips moved against mine in a way that screamed 'I want more'. His tounge fighting mine. And the second our lips touched I did one of the most embarrassing things a boy like me could do. I moaned. Which obviously encouraged Jason to do more as his hand started to travel down my body, across my chest and sliding down my sides before resting atop my groin, where he then started palming, causing more moans to escape my lips. 

My body had already started begging for a release, my hips rolling to try and get more friction from his hand, I was practically grinding against him. His muscular build still leaning over me. "Jason, I swear to fucking god stop teasing me" I said between kisses.

"As you wish" he smirked before letting my lips ago, his lips began biting and sucking on my neck, releasing even more moans from my mouth. "Jason" I choked out, half in pain and pleasure as he bit down hard on my shoulder before licking at the area, his hand still palming my crotch. "Take of your trousers and boxers Lex" he hummed against my skin and I quickly got to work with removing my clothes. Was he always this bossy? I gotta admit I'm very much liking this side of him. Wait a minute...

"Am I the bottom?!" I practically shouted. Jason stopped his movements and looked at me. There was silence for a few long seconds, even he looked shocked.

"Um, I guess we never actually discussed that" Jason rubbed the back of his head. 

"Yeah no shit. I'm not going to lie Jason, but if the time comes where we actually... Do it... I don't want to be the bottom, I'm just not comfortable with that yet. I'm not totally against it but I just can't." I sighed. I'm not ready to explain why, not to anyone, but I promise there is a legitimate reason why I won't have anything shoved up my ass - one that he definitely doesn't need to know.

"Okay, I'm definitely not going to force you to do anything you don't want to do, that's not the person I am despite your beliefs" he smiled "I'm also not keen on the idea of having anything up there, but if the time comes when we actually are going all the way, if we don't agree to the game stopping before then, then I will try it, I suppose" I've never seen Jason's cheeks so pink. And my dick has never twitched so hard in its life.

"Cool, great, can we get back to it now? Because you being open to me fucking you has just made me nearly cum and you haven't even put your mouth on me yet" I said, a goofy smile on my face. Why the fuck am I so happy?

"I see that" he laughs, but instead of continuing his slow and teasing descent down my body - he just got straight on his knees and gripped my dick in his hand. "I'm gonna ask again, do you definitely want me to suck your dick?"

"Yes. Please" I moan as he rubs his finger across my tip, wiping away the precum that had gathered. And I don't believe I've ever had a thing for praise before, but the way he said 'good boy' before taking my length into his mouth made me buck my hips desperately. This man is going to be the end of me.