The good, the bad, the gay and the fags
	By CENSORED made (2012-2013)

	For - CENSORED, CENSORED, CENSORED, CENSORED, CENSORED

	preamble
			Coming from a school that was completely homophobic, a young boy of 14 who's name is Charly Gessner stood at the gate of his first day on the 8th grade career path. Charly has recently moved to a new school. The school was Viktar Kesmair jr. Middle School. It was a old faded down middle style school, but the school was full of technology as in tower computers with wifi, and iPads. In the library there were many posters to cover the old faded cottage-cheese-looking-like walls. Charly, along with his soon-to-be best friend Blaine, have an epic adventure of not only of brotherhood, but some things life change for the better or worse. The school in all peace with minor drama is about to really change over time fast! Not even the power of friendship can stop the hatred and violence this school has. Love, on the other hand, can be a resolve to all. Even in deception. Charly and Blaine play life and see what they can make of it.

	Chapter One - Survival of the First Day

		Charly Gessner had soft, silky, straight curls-at-the-ends blonde hair. He had no freckles on his face and was pimple free. He had no six-pack or iron legs, but he was just your average everyday blonde kid of age 14. He was fit and a bit muscular from wrestling. Charly loved to game on his spare time. Charly also loved to wrestle! He had white skin that was minorly darkened by the sun; he really never goes outside much. As a blood German, he had bright deep blue eyes, which you could stare in awe of how blue in-depth they were.

		By the time the first bell of the day wrang, the kids had sighed, and yawned. Charly took a deep breath. The male teacher came from his desk to the chalkboard. He began writing, "Welcome to English. My name is Mr. Chenit!" The white chalk on the board marked so straight. It might have been because it was new. The chalkboard covered half of the front of the classroom connected to a whiteboard which covered the remainder.

		Mr. Chenit spoke an introduction of, "H-Hello class! I am so ehh ex-ex-excited... yes," but then... everything... went in one ear, and out the other. Mr. Chenit had brown - shortish hair, a maroon polo shirt with 3 buttons with the furthest bottom button buttoned, tan khacki pants, black shoes, and very skinny tanish arms. You could tell he was nervous. Everything about him was completely... awkward. His face was bloodshot red talking to the whole class, even though the class didn't care about the greeting, and to them it was just another day at school. Mr. Chenit was huge on stuttering.

		Charly looked over to his right, and there sat a blonde boy; much like him! On his left he saw a obvious jock in full blue with a logo as a giant 'k'. Behind him was a prep with glued over hair and his own little style with a polo, and in front of him was a goth boy. Although, he could of been emo. This was a really bad position for him, mainly because no one can communicate with classes right off. It is the same with goths and preps, but only because he is new. Charly thought to himself, "Am I going to get a chance to talk today?"

		Charly sat in his seat lifless while leaning on his arm, desperately wondering how to make a new friend. As he watched the clock tic, and tic, and tic, he gave up on ever talking in the class. It may because Mr. Chenit he is a big lecturare, but charly didn't hear any chance to speak out. Mr. Chenit assigned a short paragraph on what the class liked to learn, what we think we will learn in social studies, and a short paragraph on what we like. This was also to get a background of the student - the 'pot heads' and 'girly girls' and mainly their names. "This god-forsaken teacher printed crosswords backwards!", Charly thought out loud. The blonde boy chuckled. He gave us each a backwards crossward puzzle. He also spoke, "Sorry about it being backwards. Have fun!" Blaine turned and smiled at Mr. Chenit then to Charly.

		Charly turned to the blonde boy. He was wearing a blue polo shirt and khacki shorts. He was white as Charly and he looked over. Charly made eye contact. Charly smiled, said, "Hi yah'!" Charly asked, "What is your name?" The blonde boy replied, "Blaine." Blaine smiled. Blaine and Charly turned back to work on the 'assignment' given. With a mysterious feeling, he predicted this to be a awkward friendship. Not only did he get the feeling, but he also got the nerve to ask him, "What's up?" He was not even sure that he could become friends with Blaine. The school he came from had so many cliques it was hard to fit into another social group.

		The bell rang and Charly was out of class so he went to talk to Blaine. Blaine had such a sweet soft voice. Blaine had incredible feet. Charly thought they were strangley hot, but tried to deny the fact that he had foot fetish. Fetishism of boy feet was such a bad thing to Charly. After Blaine was messing with his feet, Charly noticed that Blaine was hitting up on him a lot. Blaine kept bumping into him as Charly was walking playfully. He also made jokes. The bell rang and Blaine said, "Hey bro, I got to go. See yah' after class!" They went their separate ways.

                Blaine came up to Charly after the period finished. with a fist bump greeting Blaine said, "What's up bro?" Charly responded with a left eyebrow raised. In humor, Charly responded with, "Nothing much. Hey want to come over after school? We are still unpacking but we have most of the things put away. We could play my Xbox or something. Blaine replied with a small frown, "Ehh, I am sorry. I have plans already." Disappointedly charly replied, "Oh... Okay. Any who we can do it some other time.  We better get to class too." Blaine started parting ways saying, "Yeah. That'd be nice."

		Charly made it through school; the final bell rang. As the kids pack as fast as possible, Charly who packed first left. He was on his way to his locker which was in a tight corner that was hidden from the camera. Charly stopped at his locker, only to find Blaine. Moving his head around Blaine a bit, he saw Blaine kissing another man. He had black long hair. Charly made eye contanct with the mysterious student and turned to his combination as if it was just a meaningless glance.

		The mystery kid stopped and Blaine made his way toward Charly. Blaine said, "I saw you saw that, yah' know." Charly opened his locker and turned to him while he was putting his giganto biology book away. Charly spoke shakely, "Yea... Umm... Was I supposed to see that?" The mystery kid shrugged along with Blaine. Charly said, "Your guys's secret is safe with me." The mystery kid smiled and put out his fist. He awkwardly bro-fisted it.

		Charly headed to the bus while he was considering what he saw in a moddest way. Charly was very confused. The amount of thought power Charly gave to the situation was pretty much minute, but the length was about a hour. Charly's education on homosexuallity was that being gay or bi was horrible. Girls on the other hand could be lesbians - it's very hot this way. The thought occurred to Charly. That one thought he had thought a long time ago. Why is calling someone gay, an insult... Is there anything wrong with it? Would it hurt me? Charly arrived at his bus stop. A whopping 60 minutes on the bus can get quite boring and annoying, the whole bus is underaged noisy boys. A few other people got off his bus too. He didn't bother looking back he was still puzzled.

	Chapter Two - The Neighbor

		Charly noticed his mom, Linda Gessner, was still unpacking. Charly headed over to her to help her. Charly started moving towards the door to enter it when he saw a familiar person go in next-door's door. The person swooped around and came out the door again. It was Blaine! Blaine spotted charly and shouted to Charly yelling, "Hi Charly!" Charly flipped his hair up and stood up from a box he was about to pick up. Charly replied, "Hey, Blaine!" The two started walking torwards eachother and right at the halfway mark, a hedge, they both stopped.

		Charly started remembering about him being bi, or maybe even gay. Charly went for a bro-shake with a little slide n' bump and Blaine returned it. Blaine opened his mouth, looked down, and said, "Remember what you saw back there Charles? I didn't mean for you to see it. I am only one of the cool bi guys at school. I'm not some fucking weirdo though, like a fag." Charly put his hand up to his chin and laughed, and Blaine just laughed. Blaine then put his hand on his head. This is a secret not very many people know about. Charly instantly said with full honest, "Oh dude, your secret is safe. I got this." Blaine smiled, put his hand on Charly's shoulder and said, "Thanks, bro!"

		"Well Blaine, how... how long have you been gay?", Charly said with a sincere hard-to-believe tone. "Ahh well, let's see... damn...", Blaine said as he counted on his fingers. "3 years?", Blaine said in a unsurish voice. Charly just put on a understanding face. "Doesn't anyone make fun of you?", Charly added. "Not really, why?", Blaine questioned already knowing the answer. "I am a little homophobic.", Charly stated. "Oh.", Blaine replied because he didn't know what charly was going to say. He thought it was going to be he was gay too. Blaines eyes glanced at the floor. Charly answered Blaine, "I thought people would make fun of you." Blaine quickly replied, "Not many people know I am bi. Only like two or the excluding my boyfriend. Oh yeah, and my mother knows too." Charly insisted, " Well even though I am a little homophobic if anyone messes with you or someone hurts you period, come to me." Blaine confusfully said, "Okay. Thanks."

		"Who was that guy with you?", Charly started interogating. "Oh, my boyfriend? His name is Dillan.", Blaine confirmed looking back up to Charly.  "You guys going steady?", Charly added. Blaine looked back down and said, "Kinda..." Blaine was acting if he didn't want to talk about it Charly thought. Before Blaine could add on Charly stated, "Well I want to help my mom move in these last few boxes from the house. Guten tag.", Charly dodged. Blaine replied blankly, "What does that mean?" "It means good day in German. Well see you around!" Blaine remarked a confused slur, "bye? Talk to ya later."

		Charly was at the dinner table. Charly, poking at his food, received the most obvious known question from his mom, "What is wrong dear?" Of course Charly knew what was wrong, the only thing was that he did not want to say it to her. Charly replied, "Nothing... Just tierd." Linda knew what Charly ment about, "Nothing." Charly, to avoid conversation, stuffed his mouth full of the delicious turkey his mom made. Charly then continued upstairs to his new bedroom.

		Charly was completely naked in bed, as the usual 'boys sleep in boxers' trend. All the sudden he thought about how Blaine kissed Dillan. Over and over again in his head he thought out loud, "How can one person be bi - even gay? What does it mean?" Charly then hit his bed with a curse, "Damnit that kid has me confused. Maybe there is some significance to being bi." Charly shook his head. Charly then stood up taking the blue quilted blanket off his back. "Why would people be gay. I will ask Blaine tomorrow," his last thoughts sang to him as he remembered a mono-toned pattern, "Being gay is shameful, being bi is wrong, gays are hateful, they don't belong!"

		Charly laid down, and began to fall asleep, thinking about what tomorrow might hold. What he would dress in. 'Some random clothes.' Charly thought.

	Chapter Three - Ugly Truth

		As Blaine awoke, with a boner like every morning, he began to masterbait. Cleaning himself up after, he grabbed some clothes and whipped them on. Blaine wore a plain black short-sleeved collar-tight t-shirt, some burgandy brown cross-latched patterned shorts, and some of his black sports socks. Blaine forgetting it was Saturday, put his bookbag on single stapping it to his back. Remembering that it was Saturday, Blaine threw his book bag at his bed with a moan. Blaine also took his shirt off and threw it into a clothes heap.

		Blaine went downstairs to find something - anything to eat. Blaine walked down his flight of stairs jumping over the carpeted bottom step that had a brown stain on it's right side. Blaine looked up to the cubord right on the opposite side of the room. Pulling out some random boxes of cereal, he reached to the next cubord to find the bowls. Blaine's mom Diana, who has brown wavy hair, mild complexion, perfect white teeth, all burgundy clothes along with a work skirt, and deep blue eyes, stepped towards Blaine and said, "Glad your awake. Your boyfriend wanted to talk to you. He is in the living room. I think its kinda' important." Blaine thought to himself, "Huh... she used the word kinda'... yeah that is common American slang. I wonder what Dillan wants so early." Blaine glanced at the digital clock. 11:14am it read. He double-taked 1:14, it read.

		Dillan rushed to Blaine. Blaine appologizing, "I'm so sorry about our plans!" Dillan punched Blaine making a red mark right under Blaine's right shoulder. Dillan shouted, "You asshole! Today we had a date! We missed our chance. You know I wanted to do this!" Blaine looked up at Dillan and said, "You struck me." in the softest innocent voice you could ever hear. Dillan replied angrily, "So? It's just pain. Can't you handle it?" Blaine replied with a more firm voice, "That hurt bad. Why would you hit me?" Dillan screamed, "Why the hell do you think?" An awkward silence filled the air as they heard a car pull off the lot - Diana left the house.

		Dillan stepped in closer to Blaine, going to kiss Blaine behind the ear as romantically as possible. Dillan then reached for the groin area. Blaine instantly swatted his hand away and turned arouned. Blaine yelled, "It's over. You have been putting me through so much stress it is not funny. Then you struck me. That was the last straw. You try and make up putting me off by giving me a kiss in front of the new kid. Get the fuck out of my house!" Dillan then came over to the front-side of Blaine. "Have you been feeling that way?" Dillan half-mindedly asked. "I know I can be rough and busy and all but I do love you." Blaine just stared at him, into his eyes. Dillan then hugged him taking him down to the couch. Dillan trying to tear his clothes off, got his hand swatted in the process. "Let's have sex!" Dillan said. "It will make everything all better." Blaine stood up pointed at him and yelled, "I am still a virgin. I have never had sex. You are just using me for sex? Why do you love me?"

		Blaine said once more, "Get the fuck out of my house!" Instantly, Dillan stood up grabbing Blaine by his hand. Blaine chanted, "No, please, stop, that hurts!" Blaine pulled away before Dillan could do anything. Dillan threw a mighty punch and nocked Blaine out cold. Blaine was struck in the side of his head all the way to his nose.

		Dillan left Blaine on the middle of the floor. Blaine was out for 12 or so minutes. His face was entirly on fire. He thought 9-1-1. Blaine stood up. "What can I do? I am not calling the police." All the love that Blaine once knew from Dillan was gone. All of it, which was not much. It turned into hatred from deception. Blaine got dressed, and as if nothing ever happened he got his cereal ready and ate.

		Two minutes later he decided to go over to Charly's house. Knocking on the door, hearing barking noises, Blaine wipped his nose that had some blood on it. there was not much to be completely visible. As soon as Charly opened the door, Charly knew what was wrong. Blaine had been in something dramatic. Tear marks were down Blaine's cheeks, blood got on his shirt a tad bit, the smile on Blaines face was nonexistent. Instantly Charly went to hug Blaine and led him to his room by his hand - onto his couch. Charly shut off the tv. He then went back to hugging.

		Ten whole minutes passed before either one of them talked. Charly still hugging Blaine tight, finally said, "what is wrong buddy?" Blaine done the 'obvious phrase'. Charly, pissed because one of his pet-peves was broken, yelled softly and encouragly, "Don't you dare lie to me! What the fuck is the matter?" Blaine started crying all over again and Charly started back hugging and began appologizing. "I'm sorry... What is wrong," Charly questioned.

		Blaine explained every moment he remembered - Mostly true of course, for it would be hard to remember getting beat around as he was when Dillan was attempting to take his pants off. Charly sat in shock. He rubbed Blaine's sore back, while Blaine was groaning on how it kind of hurt him. It made Blaine insane enough to blindly tuck his head into Charly's arm. Blaine complained, "He not did ever love me, I mean he never loved me. He-he just wanted sex and that is it." Charly knew he was still in shock. Trying to calm down Blaine, being touched on the back was the only place that really moved him. Perhaps a g-spot. Charly just started rubbing his back.

		Blaine kissed Charly out of nowhere on the cheek and cuddled to his neck, while Charly pulled back just a little bit, confused and putting his hand still on Blaine's back. Although Blaine knew Charly was not gay and was a little homophobic, Blaine didn't mind and neither did Charly. A friend was in need, this friend was hurt, this friend needs help, this friend has got hurt bad. Charley said he would help Blaine. Therefore he will.

		Both Charly and Blaine moved over to the bed which had a red quilt much like Blaine's, X's and O's lined many, many, many, of times in columns of the quilt. They crawled under the blankets spooning with Charly in the back and hand around Blaine's upper torso. Charly said a few times, "Everything is going to be all right. Nothing is going to hurt you again as long as I stand, this I promise." Charly had made a vow - To help Blaine and keep him safe.

		Blaine finally said, "Thank you very much,"and an 'I love you' slipped out. Charly not puzzled anymore, since he concluded that he was totally a lover and a bit delirious, said back, "I love you too." Blaine ignored the comments meaning and substituted it for a family love meaning. Blaine also cuddled onto Charly a little bit more and put his arm around his neck. He liked Charly being there for him. A few motionless tears laters Blaine fell asleep. Charly realized he couldn't move so he joined him although he was  tired from moving boxes.

		Chapter Four - The Awakening
Part one - Blaine

		Blaine was the first to wake up. He felt the warmness of Charly holding onto him tight. All Blaine did was tuck himself in more and wanted, with his eyes closed, to stay until Charly awoke. Blaine started copying the breathing pattern of Charly. A tear came from Blaine's eye. His throat was scratchy and hurts from earlier. Blaine took Charly's hand and drifted off to another sleep.

		Charly woke up by the sunlight on his face. He usually slept over left a little more to avoid it. Looking at his alarm clock, he said to Blaine, "Wake up buddy. It's tomorrow." Charly sat up propping his body up with his left hand. Blaine opened his eyes slowly. Blaine moaned, "My mom is going to kill me." Blaine turned around and looked up at Charly. He then gave him a long hug. While he was hugging he said, "Thank you. Thank you for being there for me. Well I better get home ASAP." Charly replied, "Your welcome. You do that!" Blaine smiled then went off.

		As Blaine got home his mother was standing in the kitchen doing dishes. Diana turns to him coming in the door. She asks, "You were gone? I thought you were in bed. What time did you leave?" Blaine took off his White Nike shoes and turned to say, "I went over to someone's house yesterday and we fell asleep in the middle of the day. I got up just 10 minutes ago." "Huh. Better not become a habit. I trust you to go off but you should at least text me," Diana demanded. "Ok. It was just an accident," Blaine defended. As he spoke he reached for his phone to check it. His phone was gone. Blaine ran to his room looking for his phone. It was nowhere to be found. He checked his pants from previous days along with where he always puts his phone.

		Blaine went up to his mom and spoke, "Did Dillan stop by today?" "Yeah. Sure did. He went to wake you up, but changed his mind." Blaine thought to himself, 'Oh god...' Blaine checked the time. It was 12:02pm. "Did you make any lunch madre?" Blaine asked. His mom pointed in the general direction of the microwave. Blaine found bacon. 'Score' he thought. After eating the bacon, which was well done and still warm, he went into his room and sat on his bed right by his night stand. All he could think about was the night with Charly. That and how his life is falling apart.

		Charly was hot to Blaine. He couldn't deny that he was. He could not stop think about him. Blaine didn't just love him for his looks he loved his helpfulness and kindness. Blaine started tearing up. He got a boner too. He vowed to not jack off ever again. Which is going to be hard. He also added that when Charly is his he will be able to. Blaine had too much energy. Blaine started doing push-ups. Blaine stopped half way through and layer where he was. He started crying for Charly.

Part two - Charly

		Charly watched as Blaine got up. He watched Blaine start to walk. His eyes instantly looked at Blaine's legendary feet. Out of all the girls Charly has been with, which is like 10, they were not good enough for him. Many of them were alike. All of them loved to talk and all that, but did not truly love Charly. Charly got to thinking about Blaine for a second, then got up and followed Blaine to the door as he put on some really white Nike shoes which had a little blood on them.

		Charly's mom was doing dishes. She asked, "Why was there a boy sleeping over? Did I say he could?" Charly looked at his mom and smiled, "You where at work and you took my phone away for misplacing the tv remote. I couldn't of asked you and what do you care?" "That's my son. Fair enough.", Linda laughed back. "You know I gave you your phone back before you walked off in anger. It has been on the living room sofa. I was just playing too.", his mom added.

		Charly ate some shredded wheat squares and went to his room. He kicked something on the floor. It was a phone. Charly opened it and it had a picture of Blaine. A notification caught his eye and it read, 'take a photo with Fotobawmb.' Charly slid the unlock and looked to see that the color was - silver and a 16 gigabyte storage. He started looking at the apps he had on the phone. He didn't have much of them. He opened up his camera and looked at his camera roll. The pictures were of him. Blaine had pictures of him and his ex holding hands as they were about 12 or 13 Charly would say. There were only two. As Charly looked deeper,he found that Blaine had photos of him from school.

		Charly was packing his equipment for wrestling when he had the urge to think about Blaine about 5 minutes after he saw three pictures of himself on Blaine's phone. Charly thought about one specific topic, 'being bi.' After a few minutes of thinking, it was clear to him how someone can be bi. Charly thought about Blaine not because he is hot, nor curiosity or his well being for that matter. What his school taught him was behind him. As Charly thought he also concluded that he was not bi, but curious a little bit. He finally concluded that he should try with Blaine. 'Not now, for it would upset him and be weird. I suppose just jumping to a conclusion seems weird and it may lead out of control. I'll just milk it,' he thought.

		Chapter Five - The Waterworks

		Charly got up at 11:37Am. Not only did Charly want to go see Blaine, he woke up with Blaine curled up with him in bed. Charly ,shook Blaine and said, "Hey what the hell are you doing? Why are you in my bed?" Blaine woke up and mumbled, "I came here at ten but you were asleep and I kinda was tired waiting and I fell asleep." Charly looked at Blaine and stood up on one hand. He then fell on Blaine and hugged Blaine. Blaine instantly turned around and hugged Charly tight. Charly added, "Ehh, That's fine. Just don't mess with anything, hmmk? Want some covers?" Blaine nodded his head and Charly put some covers over Blaine. They both fell asleep.

		It was now 1:24pm. Charly awoke full charged and Blaine was up before him just laying there. Charly spoke, "Hey it's 1:24, I have to go to a wrestling a game." Blaine turned around in bed and said, "Can I come?" Charly replied, "Well of course. I have to take a shower. be right back okay?" Blaine nodded and said, "You do that, and can I borrow your brush real quick?" "Heh, yeah follow me. Do you have to use the restroom?" Charly spoke in reply. Blaine got out of bed and shook his head yes. "Oh and you left your phone here," Charly added.

		Blaine followed Charly through his hallway that had dark purple carpet that had long hair to it. It was very soft to the touch. Blaine tripped, not used to walking on long haired carpet. Charly laughing, "Be careful, ha ha. This carpet is nice isn't it?" Blaine nodded in agreement, "mhm." They reached the bathroom, and Blaine was handed a brush by Charly. Blaine started brushing his long hair. Charly watched as he stoked his hair. 'It is so straight and nice. It is exactly like mine. I love it,' Charly thought. Blaine was all finished so Charly playfully reached over with his right hand and messed it all up. Blaine turned toward Charly looking under his messed up hair. "Thank you, thank you very much Charly..." Blaine said. Charly grabbed the brush out of Blaine's hand and started to brush his hair for him. "All better," Charly stated as he finished.

		"I'll leave while you go to the bathroom," Charly said as he exited fastly. Charly just stood outside the door leaning on his red front loader across from the cheap walnut door. He could hear Blaine's pee hitting the water of the toilet. Charly started think about what he looked like under there, which never ever happened to Charly before. He has never thought of another man's privates. He just could not picture it. A flush went off after what seemed like minutes and minutes off peeing. Blaine opened the door and in came Charly and out went Blaine.

		Charly turned around with the brass door knob in his hand. He made eye contact with Blaine. Charly promptly said, "Aren't you coming?" Blaine just stood there staring in great confusion, his eye brows curved, and Blaine faced to the side a bit while still looking at Charly. Blaine replied, "What are you talking about?"  Charly smiled and nervously said, "What do you think?" He also started regreting asking, for it made himself look weird. Blaine stood for about 10 seconds then found the courage to finally ask, "Are you wanting me to take a shower with you Charly?" Charly slowly replied, "Not if you don't want to." Blaine let out a big, 'umm...' Blaine asked Charly in a unsure voice, "Do you want me to?" "I guess," Charly stated shrugging his shoulders. Blaine shyly said, "O-okay then..."

		Charly requested Blaine to get himself a towel and a wash rag from the cabinet behind him. A large white towel was resting in a group of four same colored towels next to a bunch of wash rags. Blaine grabbed of of each and turned around and walked towards the open door. Charly then shut the door. Charly and Blaine's hearts were racing. "I'll turn on the water. Take your clothes off." said Charly. Blaine stripped to his boxers revealing a boner. Charly turned around away from the shower and stripped to his briefs. Right as Charly started taking his briefs off, Blaine followed trying best to hide the boner. Charly decided not to look there at all, yet. Blaine on the other hand snuck a peak at charly. Charly had a blonde bush and an 6 inch... Boner? Blaine was surprised that Charly had one.

		The boys headed for the shower. Charly letting Blaine get in first. There were two shower heads. They both pointed so a person could stand in the middle. Charly looked at Blaine's butt as he stepped into the shower. It was round. Charly's favorite butts would be round and a little big. Blaine had that. Charly stepped into the shower and closed the sliding door. He then turned toward Blaine and looked him into the eyes. Blaine smiled. Charly reached toward Blaine's hands then held them. Blaine started feeling awkward. Blaine stated, "Charly are you bi? Or gay for that matter?" Charly looked to his right - outside the glass window. Charly turned back to Blaine. No words were said. Blaine looked over to see what Charly was looking at - nothing. Blaine was incredibly hard while Charly was just aroused.

		Blaine let go of Charly's hands. Charly commanded, "Wet your hair down." Blaine done what he was told. Charly grabbed the shampoo and commanded, "Turn around I'll do your hair." Blaine turned around. Charly started suds-ing up Blaine hair. Charly thought, 'His hair was so soft to the touch.' Charly was now harder than he was before. Charly asked, "You don't shave do you?" Blaine stated, "Does it look like I an shave my face?" "Wasn't talking about there," Charly corrected as he pointed down beside his face. "Oh, no I don't," Blaine replied. "Well I do, do you want to start? It feels good to the touch and if you shave often it won't be itchy," said Charly in a encouraging voice. "Well, okay I guess," Blaine answered, but only because he thought Charly wanted him to.

		As Blaine washed his hair, Charly grabbed his razor. "This is how you do it," tutored Charly. He showed Blaine how to do it. Blaine couldn't pay attention to what Charly was doing. He was too distracted by Charly's other things. After Charly was finished he looked up at Blaine and Blaine looked at him. Blaine confirmed, "I got this." Blaine received the razor from Charly. Blaine started shaving his longish hairs very easily since they have never been shaved before. Blaine hurt himself once by a pulled hair. After Blaine finished he started felling around. Blaine was in awe because it was like he was younger. Blaine put the razor where Charly got it from.

		Blaine started scratching his left arm. Blaine commanded excitedly, "Okay! My turn! Turn around!" Blaine started with pouring shampoo onto his hand and then started shampooing Charly soft hair. Blaine thought, 'His hair is so soft to the touch.' Blaine suds up Charly's hair and told Charly, "Hmmk, done!" Charly began to rinse his hair. After he got all the suds off he put his head down from the water and looked at Blaine with his eyes fixated at Charly's torso. Charly, after a few seconds. Smiled and crouched to try and make eye contact. When he did he led Blaine's eyes to his height.

		Charly stepped in towards Blaine. He grabbed his other hand through his arms, put his neck to Blaine's, and squeezed. They held that position for a second, then Blaine reached around Charly and dug his neck into his plus added a big squeeze. They held that position for a good three minutes. Charly backed off first and Blaine followed. Charly states, "You are my Buddy. You will always be my Buddy. Okay?" Blaine disappointedly replied, "Just your buddy." Charly answered, "Perhaps."

		Charly encouraged, "Okay let's get done in here. The water may turn cold here soon." Charly went to give the soap to Blaine, but he dropped it. Charly looked at Blaine as if he was scared to death and said, "Good thing this isn't prison right?" Blaine chuckled and picked up the soap and replied, "I don't mind." Charly laughed. Blaine rubbed the soap on his rag, and went to hand the soap to Charly. Coincidently, Blaine dropped the soap and out came, "Shit, I did not copy you." Charly laughed seeing how it actually was an accident, and picked the soap up. Charly added, "Never do anything illegal at all ever." Blaine questioned, "Why?" Jokingly said Charly, "Cause we'd be fucked. Literally." They both laughed.

		Blaine turned around and started washing himself and did the same with Charly. Charly got done as Blaine did and saw Blaine was attempting his back. "Here let me help you," Charly insisted as he started. "Thanks," said Blaine with a long 's' in the middle. Blaine's back was still bothering him, but it felt good. It was as if Blaine was getting the massage of is life. All the way down to Blaine's butt Charly scrubbed. Even though Blaine had already, Charly could not resist going lower. In all one event he added his butt. As he started Blaine said, "Hey that's not my back." Charly answered, "shuddup, you know you like it." Blaine blankly said, "Fair enough." Charly now felt awkward doing it thinking when to stop. They both laughed. He did not go inside Blaine butt, but just on the outside.

		"Okay. Blaine rinse off," commanded Charly again. Blaine did as he was told. Charly shut off the water and stepped out of the shower. Blaine grabbed his towel and Charly took it from him and gave him his special towel. Blaine knowing the meaning of giving up his towel started drying off, and said "Thank you." Charly just smiled, and then he realized he was not drying off and started to dry. They both locked the towels on their hips. Charly came in as if he was going to hug Blaine, but he turned his head and pecked Blaine on his cheek.

 		"I am glad my mom works Sundays," Charly laughed. Blaine did too as confirmation. Charly held Blaine's hand, reached down and grabbed their clothes, and led Blaine to his room. Blaine tripped in the hallway falling down still holding onto Charly hand. "I don't think this carpet likes you Blaine," Charly chuckled and helped Blaine to his feet. Charly then flipped over Blaine as easy as he would a stick, went to his room, and threw Blaine on his unmade bed by Blaine's phone.

		Blaine laughed, "That was fun. Kinda hurt me though. I don't mind." Charly hopped on the bed by Blaine. Blaine asked, "Why are you brewing like this?" Charly cleverly answered, "No reason. Why?" Blaine looked down and replied, "I don't think normal people do this." Charly looked down and unspiritfully said, "Okay, I get it. I am bring weird." Blaine justified, "Yeah you are, buy continue I don't mind at all. We are not normal."

		Charly finally wracked up the nerves to ask, "Hey Blaine, do you love me?" Blaine thought that he would never ask. Blaine looked up to Charly and replied with an honest face, "Yea I do. I love you very much Charly." Blaine scooted toward Charly and turned onto his side and started hugging him. Charly toppled to his side and began to hug Blaine. "I love you too Blaine," Charly loved. Their hands closest towards the ceiling came together and they held hands.

		Blaine started to get tears into his eyes. Charly opened his eyes and said hey don't cry what is the matter? Blaine sat quiet. "is it your ex," interrogated Charly. Blaine nodded yes. Blaine followed up the nod with, "We used to be happy kind of like this, but then it all changed within a week. All his was, was horney and kissed me. We didn't share anything in common but being bi. He was hitting on girls and putting me off. People at school didn't know he was bi and he told me we can't do this at school. He only came to my house about ten times. Never once did he let me go to his house." Charly held Blaine tighter. Blaine was in tears. Charly maned, "Stop crying you don't have a reason, but being betrayed." Blaine was hurt by what Charly said.

		Blaine was about to tell Charly it's more than what he thinks, but then his lips got sealed by a kiss. Just a peck, but a magical kiss. Blaine stopped crying and felt butterflies in his stomach, and so did Charly's stomach. The kiss broke, and Blaine said, "Will you love me forever?" Charly smiled and said, "Always." Blaine added, "and be my boyfriend?" Charly closed his eyes, "You? I dunno yet." Blaine was thrown back. He didn't know what to think. "It's 2:07 time to get around and leave we need to be there by 2:45."

		Charly left the room after getting dressed while blaine just laid in bed. Blaine didn't know what to do or think. So he got dressed in his clothes from this morning which consisted of basketball shorts and a black cotton shirt to match. Charly came back with his hair all brushed and tossed the brush to Blaine. Blaine began brushing his hair. Charly sat next to Blaine who was sitting on the edge of Charly's bed. Blaine finished brushing his hair and spoke, "I'll go put the brush back." Charly comprehended what he said, but didn't answer. Blaine stood up and started walking through the hall. Charly looked down at the floor while he leaned forward. Charly heard, 'thump' Blaine must of tripped again.

		Charly rushed to assist, but Blaine did not fall. He just tripped. "Careful," yelled Charly as he saw Blaine about to turn into the bathroom. Charly went and sat back down, thinking about what he just did with Blaine. Charly thought, 'It was nice, but did i like it?' Charly just sat puzzled with himself. Charly glanced at the clock. Charly had been wrestling for two years now, and frankly he was tired of it. He done it all of most of summer. Blaine came back into the room.

		Blaine was in the bathroom putting the brush away as the leaned against the sink that had a marble countertop around it. He thought, 'I am so confused. I thought Charly was not bi. I guess I get taking showers with other males - he is in wrestling. Though... what he did was wash me. That boner though. He had a boner. Maybe Charly is changing. He also said he is homophobic.' Blaine looked down. He then lunged himself up from leaning and headed for Charly's room. He picked up his feet this time. Blaine turned into the room while Charly's eyes instantly shot to Blaine. Charly spoke softly, "I don't wanna go wrestling."

 		Blaine thought hardly, 'Why did he have us take a shower then. Does he even wrestle?" Charly spoke up, "I have been wrestling for two years now and I'm bored of it. I hate my coach too. I think he may be a pedophile. He sometimes comes out of his little office while boys are naked. Blaine looked at Charly and asked, "Has he done anything to you weird Charly?" Charly nodded his head no. Charly was telling the truth. He didn't hear stories about the coach doing anything either.

		Blaine said, "That's good." Charly curiously asked, "Why did you become bi? Oh and how?" Blaine looked off then came and sat down next to Charly. Blaine reached his right arm through Charly's left and reached his other arms hand to put it on the back of Charly's shoulder. A couple seconds went by and Blaine answered Charly, "That is a story for another day." Blaine pulled away. Charly asked remembering earlier when Blaine slept with him, "What did you come here for again?" Blaine answered, "I wanted to see you - to hang out." Charly with no regret said, "I'm not going to go wrestle fuck them. We shall hang out." Charly looked at Blaine. He also thought, 'This kid must really like me. He was being the little spoon... He cuddled up to me.'

		Chapter Six - Confessions baked with a pinch of love

		Charly stood up and turned on his high-def tv, grabbed two of his three blue Xbox controllers and gave one to Blaine. Charly held the middle button to turn his Xbox on. The game Call of Duty: Black Ops booted up. Charly exited, and set up an account for Blaine naming it 'Buddy.' Blaine commented, "Hey my name is not buddy." Charly looked over at Blaine, smiled, and said, "It is now!" Blaine smiled and rolled his eyes. Charly booted the game up and leaned on Blaine. Blaine looked at Charly and scooted away a little bit. Charly looked over at Blaine. Blaine half minded said, "Why are you doing this?" Charly looked down and answered, "Sorry I just. Well nothing."

		As Charly was starting a local lobby to play with Blaine, Charly admitted, "I know you love me Blaine." Blaine looks at Charly as if he is stupid and agrees, "Yeah. I do, and I know you love me." Charly nodded a yes. Charly asked, "Tell me everything your ex-boyfriend done and about him." Blaine creeped out just a little bit moaned, "Weeeellllll...." Blaine was a little disappointed that he couldn't have Charly. "Here it goes," added Blaine. "We first met two years back. We were soul mates - Friends at first sight. We done a lot of stuff together. His and my parents are good friends. We started getting feelings for each other. We were never big on the huggy kissy sort of stuff, but then he became my boyfriend. After that we had a small fight about our current life. We have grown apart in the last two years as we got bored of each other. We really didn't do much at school and we didn't really do much with each other at our houses. I've never been to his house cept outside, but I don't know where he lives. I didn't see the path. He had the audacity to 'love' me for one and a half years, but then quit," Blaine concluded.

		Charly asked, "How was it like having a boyfriend? Have you had a girlfriend?" Blaine replied yawning, "Yeah. I had a girlfriend. She was nice but I don't get girls and their ways. It is much too boring and weird being with girls. I like boy much better. There is this girl that I like. As much as for having a boyfriend, after we had our fight and we went steady we slept, ate, and slept some more. Nothing really to it because I couldn't love him much. I like your style though. You are sweet and caring. After knowing you for what two or three days now, I felt like I have known you my whole life."  Charly smiled and replied to recap, "Love you too, ha ha."

		Charly started the game and Blaine was getting beat left and right. It seemed like he was not trying - at all. When the game ended Charly asked, "Do you play video games?" Blaine shook his head yes. Charly added, "Then why is the score twenty to three?" Blaine laughed, "I let you win." Charly smiled and laughed out, "Yeah sure. Take all the fun out'a it." Blaine smiled back and let out a, 'pfft.' "I could beat you anytime I want. Not right now though. I am done," added Blaine. "Your just scared cause you'll lose," Charly playfully said. "Nah. I played the hell out of this game for a lifetime," Blaine yawned.

		Charly got up and turned off the console while setting the controllers by it. He then turned around to find that Blaine got up too. Blaine held Charly's hand and said, "I am kind of hungry. Are you?" Charly fastly replied, "Yeah I am too. I'd say its about dinner time. My mom will be home in about three hours from now. Charly looked at the clock and it was
4:18 exactly while correcting himself, "Yeah. Dinner time. My mom gets home around 7:20." Charly led Blaine by his hand down the hallway and surprisingly Blaine didn't trip. They arrived at Charly's kitchen that had walnut everything. The stove was entirely black and as where all the appliances.

		Charly asked, "What is your favorite food?" Shredded pork was the answer, but Blaine insisted, "I am in the mood for Mac and cheese." Charly replied, "Yes that does sound really good. Really, really, good." Blaine smiled. Charly bent down to grab a box of macaroni. Charly went next to the stove and took out the cookware. He then reached into the drawer, above the pots and pans cupboard, and pulled out a wooden spoon. Charly told Blaine, "Here fill this with water." Blaine took the pot and filled it three quarters full, and handed it back to Charly. Blaine then grabbed the macaroni and opened it while Charly set the stove. Blaine removed the cheese packet. They sat leaned against the counter which was made of maple wood and dark marble on top.

		Charly's hand slid over to Blaine's. Once Charly put his hand on Blaine's, he looked down at the hand then at Charly and smiled. Blaine proceeded to scoot towards Charly and lean his head up against Charly's and his shoulder. Charly emphasized it by leaning on Blaine's head with his. Blaine closed his eyes as did Charly. They stayed like that until they heard the water boiling. Blaine got up and turned the stove down while pouring in macaroni. He came straight back to Blaine and did the same thing he was earlier. Charly kept his eyes opened looking at the macaroni, and he was also thinking about Blaine and him.

		After about two minutes, Charly budged Blaine who was almost asleep and said, "Here move I should stir it." Charly picked up the wooden spoon and started scraping at the bottom to get all the pieces that were being baked to the bottom as he slowly started stirring the macaroni. Blaine came up behind him and reached his hands around Charly's lower torso and hugged him close. Blaine also began to dig his head into Charly's shoulder. The macaroni was done after a few minutes. Charly picked a piece out of the pot and drained the water from the spoon. Charly turned around and said, "Here try this." Blaine ate it and gave a thumbs up. Charly turned off the stove and grabbed a strainer. He then poured the macaroni in the strainer. Blaine left to the fridge and took out butter and a milk jug.

		Charly mixed the items back into the pot. Charly attempted to find bowls. He looked in 6 different cabinets while Blaine joined in looking in four. Blaine found them. They were on the other side of the room. Charly set the bowls down on the island while he was pouring macaroni inside them. After searching a few drawers for spoons Blaine gained the audacity to hold Charly's hand. They left the kitchen to go to Charly's room. After all it was the only room with working tv and no rules with eating in.

		Charly turned on the tv, switched to family guy, and plopped down oh his bed where Blaine was sitting. Charly was acting like he was actually bi. A few things rang inside his head. Those thing were, 'I have came too far to tell him I am straight. I do like what I am doing with Blaine. I really love Blaine. I think I am bi. I don't know how to make Blaine my boyfriend. Should I kiss him? He seems so emotional about us.' The list goes on and on about what Charly thinks. "We have school tomorrow. Are you looking forward to it," asked Charly. "I guess," Blaine said after swallowing his mouthful of macaroni. They both finished. Charly grabbed Blaine's bowl and walked to the kitchen. Blaine followed.

		Charly put the bowls into the dishwasher, and turn and told Blaine. "I am bi." Blaine not surprised said, "Yeah I kinda guessed that." Charly did not smile. Charly added, "I don't know how to ask you." Blaine instantly knew what Charly wad talking about. He was shy. Blaine teeing as hard as he could to sound normal and not rude, "and you want to be my boyfriend?" Charly said shyly, "Yeah. I really do." The only reason Charly didn't want to ask was because he just broke up and was hurt. Charly feared what Blaine would say. Blaine looked over to his right to think, and Blaine just done it to add emphasis. Blaine looked back and answered, "Well... I don't have anything to say... but yeah I loved to." Charly felt so much relief in his heart and stomach. Blaine started washing his hands and face in the sink. Charly joined him.

		Charly looked Blaine in his eyes and said, "I love you." Blaine replied with, "I love you too." Charly and Blaine stepped toward each other and had a big hug. Blaine wrapped his hands around Charly's hips while Charly wrapped his hands around Blaine upper torso. Charly could not resist asking, "Even though you just broke up with your boyfriend?" Blaine simply said, "Well we technically have been apart for months. I am fully over him anyways. I love you." Blaine tightened his hug. Charly brushed Blaine's hair with his fingers.

		Charly pulled Blaine's head back and looked him in the eyes. Charly kissed Blaine on the cheek. Blaine disappointedly questioned, "Can't you do better than that?" Blaine smiled, "Are you nervous?" Charly smiled back, "Not at all. Let's just take things slowly." Blaine's smile went down and dug his head back into Charly's shoulder again. A few seconds later he pulled his body and head up while still holding charly and asked, "What was the whole deal with being homophobic and all that?" Charly started to play with Blaine's hair. Charly started thinking. Charly answered, "That is a story for another day." Blaine smiled and closed his eyes. "You would remark me wouldn't you," Blaine chuckled. "I guess," Charly stated as another remark.

		Blaine remembered, 'Wait I needed to be home at 6:30 mom said." Blaine looked at the stove. It just flipped to 5:31. "I have fourty-five minutes left to be here. Mom said." Blaine left the room and went down the hall. He turned left into Charly's room. Charly leaned on the counter watching him through the huge hole which separates cabinets from counters. Blaine came back out with Charly and his phones. Blaine handed Charly the phone. Charly's eyes didn't leave Blaine as he walked over and handed him the phone. Charly opened his contacts and asked Blaine what his number was. Blaine snatched the phone away from Charly and entered his name as, 'Buddy Blaine' instead of Blaine. Along with that he entered the number of his phone. Blaine pushed the send button and called his phone. He handed the phone back to Charly and added his number in with the name as 'Charly <3.'

		Forty minutes were left. Blaine openly said, "I am a virgin." Charly looked at him and said with a slightly confused voice, "Umm, okay?" Blaine openly asked Charly, "Are you a virgin" Charly looked up with his hands wrapped around the back of his neck. Charly thought, 'Huh. I have not had sex. Would Blaine want me had of? Should I lie?' Charly made up his mind. Charly spoke honestly, "Only if you want me to be." Blaine looked at him blankly. Blaine shrugged and added, "I don't really care if you have or not. I would rather you not have. That's only cuz I want it to be me!" Blaine smiled as he finished his sentence. Charly understood. Charly confirmed, "Well I am a virgin too. I'm not sure about getting it up the butt though." Blaine laughed, "Well neither am I, and we don't have to do that ever." Charly reached down and grabbed Blaine's hands.

		Blaine fearfully said, "If the states allowed us to get married who would be the she?" Charly quickly responded, "It seems like it would be you. You hug like girls do." Blaine blushed. "Well, what is that supposed to mean," Blaine added disturbed. "Not that your very feminine at all. You are a really good lover though. Besides, it don't mean anything since we'd have no kids," Charly swore. Blaine put his head to Charly's right neck and mumbled, "I guess that is okay." Blaine has thought of kids before - having them. He always thought that he could someday adopt a small child from an orphanage. Blaine, after a minute, built up the courage to ask, "Do you not want any kids?" Truthfully Charly wanted a kid, but since his recent changes he is not sure. Charly replied softly, "I dunno."

		Blaine looked at the clock. Thirty-five minutes remain of his stay. Charly broke the holding hands, reached into Blaine's pocket, and grabbed his phone. Charly forgottenly said, "Oh, yeah. I forgot to ask you about this." Charly opened up camera and entered the folder camera roll which contained photos of Charly. Charly added, "Why did you take pictures of me?" Blaine answered, "Good question. I have to admit that I kind-of liked you then. Just to study you is all." Charly raised his left eyebrow. Charly teased, "Creepy much?" Blaine blushed.  Blaine gave charly a big hug. "That's what happens when you see awesome people. You must keep a picture and not to forgot them ever," Blaine mumbled with a loving voice. Charly rolled his eyes and smiled while being thrown back by the force of the hug. Charly then bent over a tad bit and hugged Blaine.

		Charly got to thinking, 'What would my mom and other people say about me and Blaine?' He also could not help saying aloud to Blaine, "What would I tell my mom?" Blaine sighed and replied, "Nothing. I don't know your mom. Most mothers say the most hated phrase, 'Even if you are gay or bi - I still love you.' They say it as if we think they don't love us or hate us anyhow. I personally hate the phrase because it puts gay people and bi people as in a low form. It says your gay or bi thats stupid and idiotic, but I still care about you." Charly agreed, "Makes sense. It seems like gay people trigger something in people to make them have to hate upon them ." Blaine remarked, "Why this is a big deal, I dunno. On the other hand it is rewarding loving same the same sex. For one bonds are forever held unless you are an asshole. Two would be the love is stronger than straight love. You see how many girls and boys date?" Charly nodded his head.

		"Girls think they have to make themselves look hot in short shorts and tiny shirts. They try and hook up with ever guy they see too. They deny this of course. Girls just need to tone it down a few hundred notches," Blaine said. Charly confirmed, "Too true it should hurt. They expose more that we wanna see to be ungrateful sluts. They break up so much and when they try to love it's like they don't love you and are just doing a daily thing of kissy goo-gah. I have dated enough women to know one thing. That thing is they can never really love a man until they grow up. It seems like they mature faster than us, but their primary setback to that is love." Blaine shocked said, "Well said. I've had girls try to date me before. I've only known the bitches a day or two and they want to date and fuck. It's ridiculous. I don't know much about lesbianism but girls should really wise up." Charly replied, "Yeah. They need learned on what not to do at a stop light." Blaine laughed, "Great analogy. Spongebob. I'm not saying all girls are like this though a whole lot are not. I rather all girls be a bit more normal." Charly shook his head, smiled, and kissed Blaine on the cheek.

		Once again Blaine checked the clock. Twenty-five minutes remained. Blaine stated the time. Charly looked down casually. Blaine had a tent in his pants down his leg. Charly had one too. Blaine noticed the same thing. Although they both did the same thing, and they didn't know each other looked. Blaine spoke, "Well. We need to figure out what we should do after school." Charly nodded yes and added, "Yeah, we do. Maybe your mom will let you sleep over - even though it is a school night." Blaine shrugged. "Perhaps. She always wanted me to go and sleep with my boyfriend. 'Get me out of the house for once.' she said. I guess she says that because I have never really communicated with my ex. I also like to stay indoors and play the Xbox. Xbox and old ps1 games." Charly laughed, "Mine too. What
 does your dad do?"

	 	Blaine looked down. Blaine spoke, "My dad left us. He was an abusive idiot. He didn't hurt anyone but himself literally. That's why he left. He was clumsy as hell and everything." Charly asked, "Is it okay to laugh?" Blaine smiled and answered, "Fuck yeah! That shit is hilarious!" They both laughed out loud. Blaine added, "Is your dad working?" Charly answered, "No he died in a car accident. He tried to go under a semi. This happened when I was five. Our dads are idiots." They both laughed.

		Blaine looked at the clock. Nineteen minutes remained. Blaine said, "Let's go sit down." Charly held Blaine's hand. Blaine led him into Charly's room and they both plopped down on his bed. Blaine spoke, "Let's not have sex until we are further along." Charly looked over to Blaine. "Are you nuts? You think I think we came in he to have sex," Charly argumentatively said. Blaine quickly defended, "No. Not really. I just wanted to say that. I don't want to make things for you uncomfortable. You kind of just turned bi... or gay..." Charly looked at his floor. Charly sighed and spoke, "Yeah I guess. You know I have been in slow relationships. I think they turn out bad. I like medium pace. So let's just wait and see what time gets us." Blaine answered, "I guess." Charly looked over at Blaine who was looking down too. "Are you going to tell your mom," Charly asked. "Of course," Blaine answered looking at Charly.

		Blaine reached over a few inches to Charly's hand and held it. Charly scooted a bit over more to Blaine to where their legs where touching. Blaine looked Charly deep into the eyes. Charly did the same. Charly reached his hand over and brushed hair away from Blaine's face. Blaine smiled. Charly thought the strange feelings he had about Blaine was just more like a sexual fetish seeming.