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The smexxy Kevin Dawn cx

Kevin's POV

I run down the stairs of my two story house and make my way to the kitchen where i smell pancakes and other goodies. My breakfast awaits me. As soon as I walk in i see my papa flipping a pancake and other food around him, theres eggs, bacon, fruit, and toast all in four plates and he's just finishing up the last pancake. I walk in and sit.

"Sup pa." I say to him as he places the last pancake on the plate next to me.

"Morning son." he says and gives me a kiss on the head and a wide smile showing his dimples.

My pa. Wilson Gray-Dawn, is 33 years old and yet still looks pretty young. He's 5'9 and has a small beard and dark brown hair that is styled nicely, since he's going to work. He has brown eyes, and he's also in good shape. He's wearing a suit but he doesn't have the suit jacket on because he's cooking. He owns a huge art kind of company and is very well known.

"Morning!" i hear a voice and i turn to see my dad. Liam Dawn, he's 31, 6'1 tall and has dark brown hair and green eyes. He's wearing regular blue jeans and a grey shirt that shows off his muscles. He's an artist and a art teacher, you can also see why they're together. He works at home, we have a studio where he has his classes and his art stuff. I like to go in there and see all the things he's created and when i was little i would love to help him and i also love the smell of the paint in there, the smell relaxes me.

He comes in and kisses papa. Well if you haven't noticed my parents are both men. They're gay. My biological parent is Liam. He accidentally had me when he was a teen. My mom didnt want me but my dad said he'd keep me, take care of me and love me and my papa decided to support him. They have been together since high school and thier relationship has been going strong even though they've had their fights, but in the end they make it through.

Now your probably guessing who i am right? Well my name is Kevin Dawn. Im 5'7, i know very small, i have light brown hair and my dad's eyes. I look alot like my mom though. I look like a girl, or so people have told me before. Also im 16 years old. Oh and im also gay. Just to have it out there. I lost a lot of my friends when i came out but the one that stayed with me up until now is Brandon Elkin . We have been friends since kindergarten and when i told him i was gay he didnt care, he said no matter what we will always be together till the end. He's a really good friend and my first love. Yeah. All of a sudden the door swings open and i turn towards it.

"Hello wonderful family of mine!" well, speak of the devil.

"Good morning Brandon." my dad says as he chuckles and he then drinks his coffee.

"I made you breakfast so sit and then you guys can get going to school. Oh and Brandon?"

"Yeah?"

"Stop barging into my house." Pa says and sat down next to my dad.

Brandon laughs and then nods and walks his 6ft, perfectly toned body towards me and sits beside me. "Morning dude." i hear his sexy voice and hold in the shudder that tries to pass through my body, so i just give him a 'sup' and start eating.

He's wearing a plaid red and blue flannel which is open showing his grey fitted T-shirt and he has some regular jeans but man they make him look good, and he has black and white converse on. His light brown hair is a bit messy but ever so sexy and the smile he has plastered on his handsome face makes him look ten times better. And you cant forget his beautiful eyes. His right eye is blue and his left one is a mixture of blue and brown. If anything his eyes always fascinated me and they've always held me captive. They're amazing.

We eat in silence for the rest of breakfast and then papa excuses himself because he needs to leave for work. He kisses dad and then kisses me on the head, grabs his suit jacket, his coat and briefcase and says his goodbyes before he runs out the door.

"Okay boys you better get going before your late to school. I'll clean up." i nod at my dad and make my way to get my backpack and jacket since we're in the middle of December and its like -10 outside, well at least to me. I make sure i dont look bad in the mirror. My light brown hair fixed nicely, my green shirt with grey long sleeves fixed nicely no stains and my dark blue skinny's on me perfectly with dark green converse on my small feet. After getting my things, and checking myself out, i see Brandon already waiting for me at the door with his jacket on and backpack in hand.

"Alright we're leaving dad!" he comes walking towards me and kisses my forehead. They need to stop treating me like a little kid. But really, i dont care.

"Love you son. Have a great day. Oh and be safe." i nod and give him a hug.

"Dont worry sir im right here to protect your son as always!" i laugh and my dad chuckles.

"Yes. Thanks very much Brandon. But get going already." We wave bye to my dad and we make our way to Brandon's old mustang.

We drive in silence for a bit and then Brandon decides to speak. "So dude, you getting ready for winter break?"

Hell yeah i am. I been dying for it to come cause school is just killing me! Like really, im so stressed that you can easily tell.

"Yeah i really need some time off from school. Oh and will you join us for Christmas this time?" i give him a pleading look. See Brandon lives alone. Yeah. His parents died two years ago and since then he's been alone. And when we invite him over for anything he says he has to work that day or whatever.

"Sorry dude but i can't. You know i cant." he parks in the school lot and he stares at me for awhile and i decide to break the silence.

"Look Brandon, you are spending Christmas with us whether you like it or not! You can't keep giving us bullshit excuses! Understand. You arw not alone. You have us too and you cant keep shutting us out of your life. We're trying to help."He looks at me with those beautiful mismatched eyes and gives me a sad look and i suddenly know that he isnt going to follow through with it.

"Ok. If thats how you want it then great. Do whatever you wish. Im leaving." i get out of the car and make my way to the school. I can hear Brandon yelling at me but i just keep walking. I get into the school building and make my way to my locker. Suddenly i feel strong arms wrap around my waist, once that don't belong to someone I'd be happy to see. I cant believe he's still trying to get me back.

"Hey babe." i hear a deep voice say in my ear and it disgusts me.

Derek Hemmings the boy that cheated on me with some other fucking guy and yet still has the damn balls to try and get me back. But i wont deny that he's one sexy asshole. I sigh frustrated. I turn and he still has his arms on me and i try to get out of them but it's futile.

"Let go you asshole." i say to him and all he does is smirk and grips his arms painfully hard around my waist.

"I dont think you should be holding onto something that isnt yours Derek." Thank god my savior is here. I look behind Derk and see James Gonzalez. He's one of my friends. We've know each other since 5th grade.

He's standing there glareing at Derek. I also wont deny you that he's supa hot, with his light brown hair and sparkling blue eyes and dont get me started on his well defind 6'2 tanned body, but unfortunately, he's straight and has a cute girlfriend which is also my friend. But lets be honest, for someone who is Mexican he doesn't look it much other then the slight accent, and tanned body, he's just one sexy Hispanic.

Derek suddenly lets go of me and i run behind James and use his big body to protect me from my evil ex-boyfriend. I see Derek smirk and he says "Well, just take the little shit, he's pretty worthless anyway. Nobody wants a  baby with them" and with that he leaves us and i feel like crying.

"Aw please dont cry Kevin. What he said isnt true." James seems to sense that i dont really believe him so he pulls me into a hug and tries to calm me down.

I then hear a gasp behind me and look back. It's Christy. Well her names Christina but i call her Christy. She's standing with her mouth agape. She's a small, at least 5'3, dark hair, blue-grey eyed lazy girl, with an amazing body for such.

"Whats wrong handsome!?" i look at James and then at her. "I mean you silly." i laugh a little at that. Christy can always cheer me up one way or another, she's like an older sister to me, especially since she and James are older than me. They're seniors while im a junior along with Brandon which at this point i dont know where he is.

"So whats wrong?" Christy once agian asks while James lets go of me and i go to my locker. I dont answer her though. Why? Well cause i just dont feel like it, is why. Lucky for me though James speaks up and i dont have to say anything.

"Well lets just say Derek decided to appear and give shit to Kevin." I hear Christy gasp and she comes behind me and wraps her arms around my waist and says she's sorry.

Here's the story with Derek, in case you're wondering. I met him freshmen year. He was sweet. Turns out he's gay. Asks me out, i say yes, silly me i know. But he treated me like a queen, cause I'm a queen obviously, and was there for me. Mind you i wasn't out to the school just quite yet. Everyone suspected so, but I've never confirmed it. Anyways, he was my first too. Sadly. And so he let it slip to some people about us and then the whole school was suddenly against me but not him. But he was still nice to me and we were still together. Until a couple months later i found out he was cheating on me with some ugly ass twink. He ruined me basically. And Christy ruined him. No, not James or Brandon. Christy. Yep. He was in the hospital for a while. He practically tormented me afterwards along with some others. Some people even beat me up too. I dont know why they dont hate him as well though, but they don't. Well, that's the story of Derek. Now back to our story.

"Now, where is your bestfriend when he's in need." Christy ask afterwards, and then releasing me.

"As if i want to see that jerk right now." i say to her then turn and see Brandon coming next to us. When he reaches us he looks at me and his eyes widen. Shit! I still have tears coming down, well its his fault anyways, kinda.

"Kevin!" he says then stands right in front of me and places his hands on my shoulders and has me at arms length examining me for any injuries. When he doesnt see any he speaks up.

"Whats wrong Kevin?" I look at him, shrug his arms of me and leave. I start walking down the hall toward my first class which, lucky for me, Brandon is not in that class. None of my friends actually and thats a good thing because i do not want them pestering me about Brandon, and Brandon about why im crying. I walk into my first class, which is math, and make my way to my seat in the very back where no one will bother me.

I sit through all of math thinking about Brandon and why he is so damn stubborn! I just cant take it. Why wont he let me help him, or let me be nice to him. It's as if though he doesn't want me around. Oh god that would be horrible! Like what if he actually thought i was a pain and didnt want me around! Man i gotta get out of my head before i go down hill.

After almost a whole hour of math the bell rings meaning second period, meaning Christy will be there, since im taking the same class as her which is photography. Great. When i walk in i see Christy already at our usual seat, by the wall in the back. She then notices me and starts waving her arms frantically. That is so Christina.

I make my way towards her and right before my nice bubble butt has even touched the chair she asks "So what happened between you and Brandon?" i sigh, and then explain to her or else she won't leave me alone in the end. Once i finish explaining my story about Brandon being a stubborn bastard, she starts her 'session' with me.

"Well listen here Kevin." she starts and i listen or I'm dead. "You need to talk to him again about this and you cant just run away like that. You have to let him know that you want him there and not lonely at home crying about his damn parents, may their souls rest in peace, and not go enjoy himself with you and your family which is basically his family already." i listen to her and what she says is very true. "Anyways, talk to him after school and maybe you should also confess, maybe it'll help."

My face suddenly heats up at the thought of me confessing to Brandon. There is like no way in hell, that i could ever confess my love for him! It's not remotely possible. And i guess Christy saw my face so she starts to convince me to do it. "You know it's not a bad idea! There's nothing wrong with you telling him."

"Christy, i will not tell my lifetime friend that i am in love with him and have been for quite awhile." i sigh and drop my head on the table. "It's just not possible." i mumble out. Christy puts a hand on my back and rubs soothing circles to calm me down, it does eventually and then the teacher walks in and starts the class.

My teacher, Mr. Woods, mostly talked about diffrent techniques for taking the perfect picture. I listen through some of it, but still got lost in my head. I kind of dont want the class to go too fast because i have Brandon next class and im kind of dreading it. But since my life likes to get screwed with, the bell rings and everyone hauls ass out of here, well everyone but me.

I get up from my seat slowly and take my time to get to the door. I guess Christy noticed and got frustrated because she started to literally drag me down the halls to get to my English class, where Brandon is waiting, for me im assuming, by the door. Once we stop in front of him Christy is the first to speak.

"Dont you go giving trouble to Kevin, Brandon. Is that understood?" Now, Christy may be small but she's tough, so Brandon nods his head so fast im afraid it might fall off and i giggle a little at his scared reaction to our small friend Christy.

Once Christy leaves us i make my way into the class to my assigned seat, which happens to be next to Brandon, which at this moment i dont want near me. Once i sit down i take out my things I'll need for this class, also to distract me from Brandon's stupid stare. God! Why wont he stop staring?

I turn towards Brandon and speak. "Brandon, will you stop drilling holes into the side of my head, please." and then i turn back towards the front of the classroom.

"Well maybe if you tell me why you were crying i could leave you alone."

"Well what if i dont want to say anything to you right now?" and when i said that i automatically regretted it. The sad look in his eyes tells me to apologize but right when i was going to the bell rings and the teacher starts his lesson.

Throughout the class period i kept kind of staring at Brandon. Im wondering if he's sad or mad because of how i talked to him. I should of been paying attention since this is my favorite subject, but i couldnt stop staring.

I keep staring for a bit more and then my phone vibrates in my pocket. I take it out and notice it's from Brandon. I look back up and he's still looking at the teacher. When did he text me?

Brandon: Maybe if you took a picture it would last longer.

The asshole. He knew i was staring. But im still wondering when he texted me. Maybe i was so into looking at him that i didnt notice. Well anyways i text him back.

Me: I wasn't staring at you asshole. -_- I was staring at something behind you which happens to be the window. It's a very lovely day! -_-

After i send that, i look back to him and it looks like he's trying not to laugh. He then looks at me with a face that says 'really Kevin?'' So i stick my tongue out at him and he smiles more. And then that made me smile. God how he affects me. Then my phone vibrates again.

Brandon:Well since you're smiling im assuming you're not mad at me anymore right?

I smirk. There is no way the guy was getting of that easily. I'm still mad at him and he needs to apologize and do what i say for him to be be forgiven so i text him that.

Me: No way in hell buddy. Im still pretty pissed at you. If you wish to be forgiven you shall do whatever i say! Understood?

Brandon: Yeah, yeah. I'll do anything you say my dear master. cx

Me: Hahaha. Very funny. Anyways today after school lets go somewhere cause we need to talk.

I look to Brandon and he nods his head. And when he does i put my phone back in my pocket and listen to the last ten minutes of class. Soon afterwards its time to get out of class and i do just that because it's lunch time! But then i remember i still have to see Brandon at lunch. I hope he can wait till after school to talk cause right now i just want lunch. Well we'll see.

I hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter! The next one wll most likely be up by next Monday. See ya!