Give and Take
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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,854
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Give and Take
A/N: Alright, this is the first story I've ever written. It has... a lot of issues, starting with a lack of real plot, and messed up word usage (and just bad writing really) but it's only 14 chapters long and it has some fun scenes (at least I had fun writing them lol) and it gets better as it goes. I am aware it has its problems, but well, I've been told it's funny and a nice read so what the heck. I will edit it sometime but... sometime might be a very long time from now... So don't be too harsh yeah? Thanks!
Oh and I only have one more chapter to write which I think I'll be finished with by next week sometime... so like my other story, I'll be posting one chapter a day. Here's two for today though.
I hope you enjoy!
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I turn the key and open the door. The music blasts into my ears and I’m already regretting not spending a few more minutes outside mentally preparing myself for this.
Sigh… Deep Breath…“RYANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!”
The music is suddenly turned off. “Yeah! So how was work?” A tall guy, around 6’0” walks into the entrance and leans against the wall. He’s topless, showing off his well toned body (I’m not half as well built as he is…), barefoot, wearing black sweat pants loosely hanging off his hips. I can see the top of his grey Calvin Kleein boxers. He’s got a cross shaped silver earring on his right ear, and his purplish hair is spiked. He’s got the remnants of the black eyeliner he put on this morning before leaving for class, which only make his deep blue eyes stand out more. Sigh. He’s just hot. And it only serves to make me feel worse about myself… Life is so unfair… I mean, I’m not ugly or anything.
I think people would even consider me fairly attractive… but compared to him… sigh. I’m 5’8”, have short caramel coloured hair and green eyes. Sounds fairly attractive doesn’t it? Except see, you only realise my eyes are green once you lean in sufficiently to see that they actually aren’t brown, my hair is unruly no matter what I do, and as hard as I try I have no sense of style… I know, there are some people who manage to look attractive and gorgeous in a McD’s outfit, but if you could see me right now, you would definitely agree with me when I say I’m not one of them.
“It was fine… I only managed to get some coke and very little oil on my shirt today… and I didn’t make any mistakes on the orders.”
Chuckle “So you’re getting better, huh? After 3 weeks, it’s about time…” Smirk.
“Yeah, yeah laugh all you want… Anyways, is there anything to eat? I’m starving, and I need to get the taste and smell of fries, nuggets and Big Macs off of me NOW or I’ll start ripping my hair off…” Yes, working at fast food joints does that to you…
Chuckle “Yep, I cooked some pasta Bolognese, it’s in the microwave.”
“Great, can it wait 15 minutes though? I really need a shower…”
“No problem, I could even help you bathe if you feel too tired…” Smirk.
“Uh, no that’s fine…you know the answer, why do you even bother asking?” Sigh. Does he never learn? He’s the most flirtatious person I have ever met… gender, living, dead, animal, human, whatever, it just doesn’t matter; so long as he can f*ck it at least in theory, he’ll flirt… And he knows it makes me feel uncomfortable but because he is a SADIST he never stops…
Ah, the warm water feels really good… It’s slowly dripping down my hair, the strength of the flow massaging my scalp… so relaxing… So glad work is over for the week; luckily I only have shifts from Monday to Thursday, so all I have left to concentrate on is studying. I’m an economics major and I enjoy it, except for the math… I can do it if I put my mind to it but I just don’t really enjoy it so much… And the course I’m taking this semester is taught by a sadistic prof who ignores the fact 90% of his class is not taking his class because they like math but because they have to and thus teaches stuff that’s way too advanced… Oh right, that reminds me, there’s that math assignment that’s due on the 17th… Wait, today we’re the 16th… OH SH*T!!! I completely forgot!!! If I don’t pass that course they won’t give me the degree… oh sh*t…
I stumble out of the shower, forgetting to turn the water off, so I have to step back in to turn it off and almost slip in the process. I roughly dry my hair with the towel, put on my pyjamas and step out of my room to find my devilish roommate. He’s watching some horror flick lying down in the living room couch. Upon closer inspection, I realise he’s asleep… Should I wake him up? I know he’s going to make me regret it but, I don’t have a choice… That assignment’s due tomorrow and I already tried looking it over last week and didn’t get anything… and unfortunately for me, Ryan’s a math genius. He’s 2 years younger than I am, but we’re both last year university students and he’s in the super selective engineering program… you get the point.
“Ryan? Ryan?” I shake his shoulder a bit. “Dude, I’m awfully sorry, but I need you to wake up… I know it’s late, but I really need your help…”
His eyes flutter and open slightly, accompanied by a noisy yawn. “What is it James?” Another yawn.
“I need help with my math assignment… I didn’t realised it was due tomorrow, and I’ve barely started it… please help me out? I’ll pay you back, I promise!”
His sleepy eyes suddenly flick open; he’s fully awake and a mischievous grin spreads across his face. “How will you pay me back?”
“Uh…” Sh*t I knew this was coming and that grin is definitely not a good sign… “I’ll buy you that new guitar video game you wanted?”
Chuckle “Yeah right; you barely make enough money to pay your part of the rent and food for this place, how would you afford it?”
“I’ll cook and clean the apartment for the next month?” I’m starting to panic… precious time is passing by, that smirk is getting bigger by the minute and now his eyes are twinkling and it’s making me even more freaked out…
“Hm… I dunno… you’re asking a pretty big favour… I haven’t slept for 2 days and I have an exam tomorrow…” Oh boy… he’s taking this as a game. I have no chance here… He can see I’m panicking but he’s not gonna give in… If he doesn’t help me out, I’ll never be able to finish that assignment, even if I spend all night on it… sh*t.
“F*ck! I’ll do anything you want, just please help me out?”
Laugh. “Just what I wanted to hear… Give yourself to me.” Sparkling eyes.
“What?” I can’t have heard correctly… I know he’s gay, but I mean I’m mostly straight and he knows it… (mostly because I slept with a guy once but I was drunk and that doesn’t count.... cough…) Plus me? I mean he has the hottest guys I’ve ever seen walking in and out of this place… so why would he ask me this?! I mean, I was expecting a lot of things, but this?! He must have seen the shock on my face because his smile broadened and he repeated “You heard me… I want you.”
Oh and I only have one more chapter to write which I think I'll be finished with by next week sometime... so like my other story, I'll be posting one chapter a day. Here's two for today though.
I hope you enjoy!
***********************************************
I turn the key and open the door. The music blasts into my ears and I’m already regretting not spending a few more minutes outside mentally preparing myself for this.
Sigh… Deep Breath…“RYANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!”
The music is suddenly turned off. “Yeah! So how was work?” A tall guy, around 6’0” walks into the entrance and leans against the wall. He’s topless, showing off his well toned body (I’m not half as well built as he is…), barefoot, wearing black sweat pants loosely hanging off his hips. I can see the top of his grey Calvin Kleein boxers. He’s got a cross shaped silver earring on his right ear, and his purplish hair is spiked. He’s got the remnants of the black eyeliner he put on this morning before leaving for class, which only make his deep blue eyes stand out more. Sigh. He’s just hot. And it only serves to make me feel worse about myself… Life is so unfair… I mean, I’m not ugly or anything.
I think people would even consider me fairly attractive… but compared to him… sigh. I’m 5’8”, have short caramel coloured hair and green eyes. Sounds fairly attractive doesn’t it? Except see, you only realise my eyes are green once you lean in sufficiently to see that they actually aren’t brown, my hair is unruly no matter what I do, and as hard as I try I have no sense of style… I know, there are some people who manage to look attractive and gorgeous in a McD’s outfit, but if you could see me right now, you would definitely agree with me when I say I’m not one of them.
“It was fine… I only managed to get some coke and very little oil on my shirt today… and I didn’t make any mistakes on the orders.”
Chuckle “So you’re getting better, huh? After 3 weeks, it’s about time…” Smirk.
“Yeah, yeah laugh all you want… Anyways, is there anything to eat? I’m starving, and I need to get the taste and smell of fries, nuggets and Big Macs off of me NOW or I’ll start ripping my hair off…” Yes, working at fast food joints does that to you…
Chuckle “Yep, I cooked some pasta Bolognese, it’s in the microwave.”
“Great, can it wait 15 minutes though? I really need a shower…”
“No problem, I could even help you bathe if you feel too tired…” Smirk.
“Uh, no that’s fine…you know the answer, why do you even bother asking?” Sigh. Does he never learn? He’s the most flirtatious person I have ever met… gender, living, dead, animal, human, whatever, it just doesn’t matter; so long as he can f*ck it at least in theory, he’ll flirt… And he knows it makes me feel uncomfortable but because he is a SADIST he never stops…
Ah, the warm water feels really good… It’s slowly dripping down my hair, the strength of the flow massaging my scalp… so relaxing… So glad work is over for the week; luckily I only have shifts from Monday to Thursday, so all I have left to concentrate on is studying. I’m an economics major and I enjoy it, except for the math… I can do it if I put my mind to it but I just don’t really enjoy it so much… And the course I’m taking this semester is taught by a sadistic prof who ignores the fact 90% of his class is not taking his class because they like math but because they have to and thus teaches stuff that’s way too advanced… Oh right, that reminds me, there’s that math assignment that’s due on the 17th… Wait, today we’re the 16th… OH SH*T!!! I completely forgot!!! If I don’t pass that course they won’t give me the degree… oh sh*t…
I stumble out of the shower, forgetting to turn the water off, so I have to step back in to turn it off and almost slip in the process. I roughly dry my hair with the towel, put on my pyjamas and step out of my room to find my devilish roommate. He’s watching some horror flick lying down in the living room couch. Upon closer inspection, I realise he’s asleep… Should I wake him up? I know he’s going to make me regret it but, I don’t have a choice… That assignment’s due tomorrow and I already tried looking it over last week and didn’t get anything… and unfortunately for me, Ryan’s a math genius. He’s 2 years younger than I am, but we’re both last year university students and he’s in the super selective engineering program… you get the point.
“Ryan? Ryan?” I shake his shoulder a bit. “Dude, I’m awfully sorry, but I need you to wake up… I know it’s late, but I really need your help…”
His eyes flutter and open slightly, accompanied by a noisy yawn. “What is it James?” Another yawn.
“I need help with my math assignment… I didn’t realised it was due tomorrow, and I’ve barely started it… please help me out? I’ll pay you back, I promise!”
His sleepy eyes suddenly flick open; he’s fully awake and a mischievous grin spreads across his face. “How will you pay me back?”
“Uh…” Sh*t I knew this was coming and that grin is definitely not a good sign… “I’ll buy you that new guitar video game you wanted?”
Chuckle “Yeah right; you barely make enough money to pay your part of the rent and food for this place, how would you afford it?”
“I’ll cook and clean the apartment for the next month?” I’m starting to panic… precious time is passing by, that smirk is getting bigger by the minute and now his eyes are twinkling and it’s making me even more freaked out…
“Hm… I dunno… you’re asking a pretty big favour… I haven’t slept for 2 days and I have an exam tomorrow…” Oh boy… he’s taking this as a game. I have no chance here… He can see I’m panicking but he’s not gonna give in… If he doesn’t help me out, I’ll never be able to finish that assignment, even if I spend all night on it… sh*t.
“F*ck! I’ll do anything you want, just please help me out?”
Laugh. “Just what I wanted to hear… Give yourself to me.” Sparkling eyes.
“What?” I can’t have heard correctly… I know he’s gay, but I mean I’m mostly straight and he knows it… (mostly because I slept with a guy once but I was drunk and that doesn’t count.... cough…) Plus me? I mean he has the hottest guys I’ve ever seen walking in and out of this place… so why would he ask me this?! I mean, I was expecting a lot of things, but this?! He must have seen the shock on my face because his smile broadened and he repeated “You heard me… I want you.”