Brandon lay on the terrace floor with opera playing on the tape recorder kept beside him. He was expecting a good tan by the evening as the sun literally burnt his skin and he turn red from white. He sipped an empty box of almond milk.

'The weather's good today,' He was actually getting sunburnt, 'I wonder if Kate opened his bag yet'

Suddenly, someone slammed the door open.
"KATE?" Brandon smiled as he got up. It was Harry. He turned his face back to the sky "It's just you, Harry,"
"What's with that reaction? You make me seem like an extra out here,"
"You are not gay. Of course you're extra." Brandon slurped his drink.

"What are you drinking?" Harry asked.
"Nut juice,"
Harry choked, "What?!"
"Almond milk,"
"Say that then!"

Brandon smirked, "What did you think?"
"You know what I thought," Harry smirked.
"Harry, can I come to your place tonight?"

"You got a game?" Harry asked as he lay beside him.
"Nah, I got a tape,"
"Of what?"
"Japanese porn," Brandon took out the DVD from his pocket, "Do you wanna watch it?"

"Give it here!" Harry snatched the DVD and kept it inside his pocket, "Yes, it's been a while. You're gonna come home?"
"Nah, I want some gay porn. I wanna learn how we do it with a guy,"

"Hmm, gay problems I guess,"
"Harry, I'm bi,"
"In that case, you should watch some...Threesome stuff to you know, get inspired,"
Brandon threw a weird look at Harry, "Harry,"
"Yes?"
"You disgust me,"

"WHAT THE FUCK? HEY!" Harry looked at Brandon and the latter grabbed his cheeks, "Hmm," Brandon stared at his lips.
"What?"
"You wanna join the threesome?"
"...Brandon,"
"Yes?"
"You disgust me,"

Brandon laughed, "Actually, I'm not into threesome,"
"Well, atleast you're not that weird."
"Yeah, but I'm into foursomes. Like, they are hot, no kidding,"
"...Brandon, I—Can we please change the topic?"

"Harrison, I wanna tell you something" Brandon smiled as he looked into Harry's eyes while they both lay on the floor.
"What?" Harry asked.
"I kissed the guy I like today,"

"Oh? How did it feel?"
"It was warm and soft—Smelled of coco—"
"I MEAN HOW DID IT FEEL TO YOUR HEART!?"
"Oh, yes. It was nice. I left a mark.

"Hold on. I'm losing my marbles. You said he is straight."
"He is straight."
"Then, how did he allow that?"
"I didn't ask him. I just went for the kiss while he was sleeping."

"YOU SLEPT WITH HIM?!"
"Yes." Brandon smiled.
"AND HE ALLOWED THAT?!"
"I didn't ask him."
"...Bro, that's rape, oh my God." Harry pressed his temples.

"What—Really? But I didn't tear his clothes. Hold on, that sounds promising."
"Shut up, Brandon! Oh my God, I feel so bad for that guy—He got ass-fucked by a creepy blonde jerk who likes foursomes. I am embarrassed to call you my friend!"

"Now you know how I have been feeling for the past fifteen years,"
"BITCH WHAT? You are an asshole!"
"Oh my God, he said the same thing!"
"Shut up, Brandon. How can a guy be such a huge asshole!"
"It just needs to be stretched properly. Any guy can be a huge asshole!"

"Brandon,"
"Don't worry. He won't find out,"
"...You drugged him?"
"He was just laying on the grass."
"You humped him on the grass?"

Brandon threw a weird look at Harry, "Bro! We just slept together. I didn't fuck him."
"Oh! Oh shit, I misunderstood. Sorry for calling you an asshole,"
"It's alright. Anyways, I gave a hickey too. You told me to kiss him,"
"CONSENT! FUCKING CONSENT!"
"...Who the hell is that? I'll only fuck him, not consent."

"Brandon—Ugh, nevermind. I hope you didn't leave a mark,"
"Yeah... What?"
"Did you leave a mark?"
"Yes...No...Yes,"
"...This is giving me anxiety."

"Yes, I left a mark."
"WHAT IF SOMEONE SEES IT? WHAT IF HE SEES IT?"
"Don't worry, he'll think of it as a mosquito bite and ignore it."
"He's not an idiot."
"Harrison, I know him more than you,"

"How? You've been stalking him?"
"No way—"
"Thank Go—"
"You saw me stalk him?"
"...Brandon, you sometimes creep me to death."
"Sometimes?"

They both were quiet for a while. Harry moved away from Brandon.
"Harry, have you watched any gay hentai? I want to try it,"
"No,"
"Then watch it. You read manga, right? Recommend me some good gay ones,"

"WHY DO YOU THINK ALL OTAKUS ARE LIKE THAT?! I READ ONLY SHONEN AND SHOJO MANGA! I DON'T READ SHONEN AI OR YAOI!"

"What? What language is that, you weeb?"
Harry took a deep breath, "Brandon, that's offensive,"
"Is it?"
"When are you going to be mature enough to create a brain to mouth filter?"

"There's a filter between your brain and mouth?"
"Brandon—"
"So like, can you feel it when you do a deep throat?"
"You know what, nevermind. I'll try reading some and then I'll recommend you,"

"Thanks Harry!" Brandon hugged Harry, "I love you, no homo,"
'Brandon's girly side update,' Harry looked at the clouds, "I love you too Brandon, no homo."

"Harry?" Brandon said.
"Yes?"
"I want to come out to our seniors too but I'm scared they might not like me after that,"
"Worrying about such stuff doesn't suit you."
"I'm not worried, I'm scared. I don't want to ruin my relationships because of my sexuality."

"Brandon listen," Harry looked into Brandon's eyes, "A person who loves you would ignore all your shortcomings or differences. Because it doesn't matter if you're gay, straight, bisexual or whatever, you are still you. You are still the Brandon I have known since fifteen years. Your sexuality doesn't define your persona, your personality does."

Brandon looked down. Harry smiled, "It's okay. You should take your time. And know that even if the whole world rejects you, I will always support you through everything. After all," Harry raised his fist, "We're bros, right?"

Brandon smiled, "Yepperiono!" They did a fist bump. The bell rang and they got up, "What class is it?" Harry stretched himself.
"French,"
"Oh, so Spanish for me, see ya,"

Harry walked through the halls, "I hate Spanish, ugh! I should've taken French like Brandon. Atleast he could help me with that," He suddenly bumped into Jaden.

"Sorry," Harry said.
"No, I am sorry. I wasn't paying attention"
They both nodded and walked their separate ways.

"HEY, YOU THERE!" Mr Dickson shouted at Harry. Harry turned at once. Mr Dickson's face was covered with bandages and he just walked out of the nurse's office.
'What does this pedo want now?'
"What is it, sir?"

"Don't act so innocent in front of me. What is THAT?!" Mr Dickson pointed at the DVD which popped out of Harry pocket due to that collision with Jaden Smith.

'HOLY SHIT!'
"Sir, I can explain this," Harry said.

He took him to the staff room and sat before him with the DVD on the table. Harry was sweating even in the strong air conditioning.
'Ah, the smell of a growing boy's sweat. Youth is such a beautiful period,' Mr Dickson crossed his arms.

He looked at the cover of the DVD kept on the table, 'Was he going to watch this? A face that looks so innocent actually has a dark side. His face is turning red, is he embarrassed that I caught him?'

"Well, I'm waiting for an explanation" Mr Dickson said.
"Sir, this was given to my by a friend,"
'Oh? More young boys?'

"Who gave it to him?"
"Uh, some other friend of his maybe?"
"So, there's an entire racket going on behind my back in this school?! I'll have to investigate it thoroughly."

'This is why I love my job. I love seeing boys transition into men.'
"I can't let students destroy their future! Call that young friend of yours!"
"Yes sir," Harry took his phone,

"Hey Brandon,"
"Yes, Harry?" Brandon was breathing heavily. His voice was deeper than usual.
"...What are you doing?" Harry narrowed his eyes.

"Picking a board to carry to the class. It's fucking heavy, can I call you later?"

Mr Dickson snatched his phone from him, "Do your friendship talk later! Hello?" He said on the phone.
"HUH? Who the fuck are you, sucker?"
'Oh, seems like a hot headed one. My favourite type,'

"Come to the staff room, right now!"
"You don't order me around." Brandon said.
"Yes I do! I'm Mr Dickson!"
"Oh, hello sir," Brandon left the board and Jerome picked it by himself.

"Bro, I'm dying," Jerome groaned.
"Wait a minute, dude," Brandon was still breathing heavily.
"I can't do it without you! Ugh, my body's giving up!"
Brandon pressed his hand on the speaker, "I'll get someone else,"

"HURRY UP!"

Brandon ran down the halls, "What is it, sir?" He was breathing heavily.
"...Nothing, take your time. Finish what you're doing and then come to the staffroom."

He hung up and gave the phone back to Harry. Then, he looked at his crotch, 'Youth! In full Bloom! My boys are doing a sinful act in the school. I am so excited just remembering his voice. I totally support these young men! I LOVE ALL OF THEM!' Mr Dickson couldn't hold his smile which slowly became a twitch on his lips.

'What a creep. Brandon, come quickly.' Harry was scared.
"Is that friend of yours, gay?" Mr Dickson asked.
Harry froze, "He...He isn't,"

'He's bi,'

Mr Dickson smirked, "What are your views about homosexuality?"

"They are... okay, I guess?" Harry said.
"Would you hit someone for being homosexual?"
"Why would I do that? Them being homosexual doesn't give us a right over them that we can abuse them mentally, verbally or physically."

Mr Dickson looked at him.
"Your parents have raised you well,"
Harry smiled, "I guess,"

Brandon opened the door of the staffroom while wiping his face with his sweatshirt.
"Good afternoon, Mr Dickson. It sure is hot," Brandon smiled.
Mr Dickson looked as his skin, "It surely is very hot,"

'Brandon, this dude is making me very uncomfortable. Please deal with him!' Harry thought.

"So, why was I called here?" Brandon asked.
"Oh yes!" Mr Dickson picked up the DVD, "WHY HAVE YOU BROUGHT THIS TO SCHOOL!?"

'You're screwed,' Harry shook his head.
"But Mr Dickson, that is for purely educational purposes," Brandon smiled.
"Educational purposes?"

"Recently, my friend had a girlfriend and she asked him to come to her house at night to make love."

Harry looked at Brandon, 'WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SAYING?!'

"But then, the poor guy realized that he didn't know how to do it! What a waste! So, he had to spend one entire night on the web, researching about it. He didn't sleep the entire night. The next day he went to his girlfriend's house with still some doubts on his mind."

"This story intrigues me. What happened next?" Mr Dickson asked excitedly.
'Calm down, you pedo. We are talking about fifteen year olds fucking each other here!' Harry glared at him.

"That guy was very unsure and scared. He did it so roughly that he broke his penis!"

"OH GOD!" Both Harry and Mr Dickson said together.

"Disheartening, isn't it? So, in order to save every other guy out who's just as curious, all the experienced guys of our school took this small initiative to pass them the right information and knowledge about sex" Brandon said.

Mr Dickson clapped his hands and cleared his throat "I'm so proud of you, my boys." He said "Please carry on and forget that I ever stopped you,"
"Oh, of course," Brandon smiled and took back the DVD.

Harry stared at Brandon with his mouth wide open.

'What the fuck?'

Brandon smiled at Harry,
'He's the devil!'

-To be continued

Brandon Johnson
All I Want is you baby