Thread: As If The World Didn't Have Enough Freaks

TsubasaxChiba HS Senior Year It was really Chibas idea. The first JGV. Tsubasa, surprisingly, had nothing to do with it. Directly that is. It wasnt an impulse. It had been on Chibas mind for a while, since he had noticed that he and Tsubasa were no longer masturbating to the same thing. Tsubasa fisted himself while intently watching the videos, nearly drooling as his mouth hung open mindlessly. Whereas for Chiba, the video was only a cover, as he watched the young man beside him. He wasnt sure exactly when it started, but now that hed gotten into the habit, he couldnt not do it any more. It was one of the rare moments Chiba was thankful for Tsubasas obliviousness, as he was fairly sure that anyone else would have noticed by now. Its like this for an entire eight months before Chiba finds the courage to propose gay porn to his best friend and favorite fapping material. Its a test. Chiba cant really control his need to know, to know that Tsubasa is entirely out of his reach. He figures that Tsubasa will laugh at him, or maybe blow him off, which is all Chiba needs to tell himself that his dreams at night are going to remain as such, to once and for all stop these false fantasies of his best friends hands on him, lips on him. He needs this to stop the sliver of hope. Chiba pops the DVD into Tsubasas player, and waits for the inevitable. Only, it never comes. After the first minute Tsubasa doesnt even speak . Another minute later and hes got his hand on the front of his jeans, just resting there, with his usual smile slipping further and further from his lips as the bodies in the video start getting more and more naked. Chibas eyes go wide in the next minute, because Tsubasa is unzipping his pants. Chiba doesnt even realize hes hard and pressing against the inside of his own jeans at first because hes so fixated on his best friend, who is getting off to gay porn. The movie finishes and so do they. Chiba outlasts Tsubasa, though only by mere seconds as the catalyst of his climax is watching Tsubasa reach his. Chibas mind is whirling in a white haze still, temporarily free of his continual worries and his ridiculous crush on his best friend. The moment is ruined when Tsubasa speaks in his lazy voice. So, this means, youre like, gay then, right? Huh? I. Wha? Chiba stammers, the ability to form a coherent word having left him. Chiba honestly thought hed gotten over being shocked by Tsubasas personality. Unfortunately, it only gets worse. I mean, youre the one who wanted to watch it right? Chiba doesnt know quite how to convey his frustrations to the gods at this point, because for all the times that Tsubasa was actually observant in his life, he just had to pick up on this one fact. Chiba bites his lip, but doesnt back down from the challenge. So? Tsubasa only shrugs, doesnt get offended by the way Chibas voice comes out harsher than intended. Hes never bothered by Chibas moodiness. A lanky arm reaches towards the DVD case, and Tsubasa looks over the outside while Chiba watches him with anxiety. Have you done it then? Chiba blinks. Done what? Tsubasa rolls his eyes before looking to Chiba. Had anal sex. Kissed a guy maybe? Or, Tsubasas lips spread into that grin that Chiba knows never means anything good for him. is there someone that you like? Chibas face instantly flushes a shade of pink that matches the pink panther stuffed toy on Tsubasas bed, because all he can think is Yes, yes, yes! I like you you idiot! . N-no. Tsubasa quirks a brow, looking as though hes trying to read Chibas expression. Chiba is internally panicking, though he feels stupid for doing it because this is Tsubasa , who of course fails to read the clearly evident signals that the smaller male is sending. Hm, is all Tsubasa says as he goes back to eye the DVD case. Chiba lets out a shaky sigh of relief, though the pattering of his heart only skyrockets once again when Tsubasa looks back to him. So, would you wanna try it with me then? Chiba feels like he wants to scream, because somehow, Tsubasa doesnt have a clue what is going on and yet he still manages to say the exact things to set Chiba off. Possibly sheer dumb luck, though its more likely that Tsubasa is just an asshole by nature. A really dense one, but an inherent asshole all the same. Of course Chiba wants to try it with Tsubasa, its only whats been stealing perfectly good hours of the night as he lies there awake jerking his cock after waking up sweaty and aroused from yet another dream of his best friend doing things to him that best friends dont do to each other. Chiba feels himself getting more and more upset the longer that Tsubasa sits there expectantly, waiting for his answer with a smirk, as though he knows Chiba is going to say yes. Why the fuck does does he have to like Tsubasa? With all the other shit in his life, why do his insides have to go all mushy and warm for this guy? But, Chiba figures it only makes sense, hes probably Gods personal little stress toy after all. Not that he can really blame the dude, considering he created a useless, self indulging idiot with the most beautiful smile on the planet named Tsubasa. Someone had to shoulder all the suffering from that moron, to keep the world in balance. Or something. So, instead of answering Tsubasas completely inappropriate question mostly for the fear that hell say something extremely stupid or emotional or both, Chiba picks himself up off the floor. He doesnt say a word as he grabs his backpack next to Tsubasas bed and head for the bedroom door, ignoring the confused Chiba? that he hears as he turns he knob. Childish as it is, Chiba cant help the need to let out some of his frustration by slamming Tsubasas bedroom door as he leaves, which is stupid because really, it doesnt make him feel any better. -------- Its really too bad that it was a Tuesday yesterday, because that means today is a Wednesday, which means that Chiba has to go to school. He thinks about trying to pretend he has a fever that morning, but with his mother being who she is, shed probably make him go to school anyways. All of her children had perfect attendance records, which was entitled to Chiba as well even if going to class didnt actually seem to make him any smarter. At least shed stopped the whole summer school lessons a while back when she realized that no amount of extra pushing was going to make him as smart as his brother. Anyway, its Wednesday, and Chiba really doesnt want to go to school. Tsubasa is going to be there, just like he is most days of the week Tsubasas parents arent quite so strict about their sons attendance record, and Chiba really doesnt want to have to spend the day dodging away from his best friend. He does anyways though, even though its really lonely when you realize that you have no other friends besides your best friend. But even though hes lonely, Chiba completely ignores the small group of friendly geeks and their attempts at trying to get him to join them for lunch. He prefers to be miserable and lonely than to be miserable while amongst a group of guys who arent really his friends. Hes wandering down the hallway, trying not to look too much like a loser, when just in front of him a familiar lanky form steps out the boys bathroom. Chibas feet make a dead stop, and the two just sort of stare at each other for a few seconds. Chibas stomach twists not completely unpleasantly when his mind immediately flicks to some kind of emotional scenario that hes seen in a movie before. Okay, so, maybe the movie was actually another gay japanese porn flick. Just a minor detail though, especially when Tsubasa completely ruins the mood by cracking into a huge grin and wiping his wet hands on his jeans. Chibas expression of mild shock drops immediately, instantly going back to the well worn frown as he turns on his heel and starts walking back the way he came. Hey! Chiba scoffs to himself at the slightly irritated tone in his friends voice. Chiba suddenly has the impulse to start running when he hears footfalls catching up to him. Chiba! comes Tsubasas whine. He stops instead, and turns back around to see Tsubasa jogging up to him. What? he snaps at the other. Tsubasas brows raise in confusion as he closes in on Chiba. What the hell man? Whyre you ignoring me? Because youre an ignorant asshole and I love you is what Chiba doesnt say. Are you mad at me or something? Is it cuz of what I said yesterday? Chiba worries his bottom lip between his teeth as he looks away, his foot tapping nervously. He hears Tsubasa sigh tiredly, as though hes the one whos stressed out. Ya know, I was only joking. Its not like you have to take it seriously or anything, I mean, unless you wanted to, I wouldnt mind that either. Chibas head snaps up, because Tsubasas tone of voice is somehow gentler and less playful than usual, and it sets Chibas heart into an almost painful flurry of beats. It doesnt help at all that Tsubasa isnt grinning at him like usual, he isnt making fun of him or trying to cajole him into retaliation, isnt trying to tease him. Tsubasa is watching him - dare Chiba say it - carefully, like he actually gives a damn about whats going on in Chibas mind. Chiba is suddenly caught in an internal meltdown, stuck staring at Tsubasas eyes and feeling like his feet are detaching from the ground as gravity starts to shift and make him want to pull towards Tsubasa. Chiba? Tsubasa cocks his head to the side, and his hand comes to rest softly on Chibas elbow. The gentle touch makes Chiba lose control of the muscles in his mouth to the pent up feelings inside him. Tsubasa. I - A loud scraping clatter and a high pitched yelp interrupts his sentence, and as Tsubasa looks towards the source of the noise Chibas heart suddenly pounds in his chest as he pulls his arm out of Tsubasas hand and blinks himself back to clarity. What the fuck was I doing? What was I going to say? Chibas mind is racing in circles, unsure of whether he should be thankful or upset. Hes too mixed up to decide what it is right now, though, when he picks his eyes back up to take a cautious look at Tsubasa, his friend is still staring away with a brow cocked at the source of the noise. Chiba follows the line of Tsubasas eyes to the windows of an upstairs classroom, completely vacant. What is it? Tsubasa looks to Chiba, brows furrowing in thought, then looks back to the window. There were some girls watching from up there. They ducked down the minute I looked though. Oh. Chibas eyes search the vacant windows, then something in his brain clicks and he snags Tsubasas wrist, tugging the taller frame towards him. Wait. What ? I said, there were some chicks watching from up there. Though when I looked they acted all embarrassed and shit and ducked down, I bet theres still hiding behind the wall now. Tsubasa runs a hand along the side of his face. Probably like the book club or something. Chiba cringes as he corrects Tsubasa. The manga club. Tsubasas hand slips from his face and down the side of his neck. Hm? Chiba sighs and detaches his fingers from his friends wrist to cup his forehead, as he suddenly feels a headache coming on. Its not the book club. Its the manga club. Uh. Okay? It frustrates Chiba a little that Tsubasa still doesnt see his point, though, thats only expected. He feels his face heat up a little, which makes him think himself all the more ridiculous and silly. Both his hands come up to rub over his eyes, muffling his voice. Nevermind. Just. Nevermind. --------- The next day, Chiba hangs out with his one other friend besides Tsubasa after school because he actually needs to study for a test and Tsubasa is a lost cause in the world of academics. Her name is Amber, and shes a year younger than him, smarter, and far more popular. He wonders vaguely what is is with him and being friends with two of the most widely accepted people in their grades. I saw Tsubasa cutting class today. Chiba rolls his eyes as he goes back to his math homework, What else is new? He was with a girl. One from the manga club I think. The pencil in Chibas hand gives a sharp cry in the form of splintering wood as it is snapped in half. -------- On Friday Tsubasa shows up at school, wearing a pink shirt with his hair in a messy ponytail via equally pink scrunchie obviously stolen from his little sister, and promptly jumps Chiba from behind. Needless to say, when your best friend is a hands on jerk, it doesnt so much scare Chiba as it does irritate him. In between classes, Tsubasa continues to be clingy all day, hugging and poking and pinching more so than usual. He does it even when Chiba is outwardly cranky about it because it seriously makes him happy inside even though it shouldnt, especially since his crush was just seen swapping spit with someone not himself yesterday. He gives up after a while of trying to keep Tsubasa at bay, mainly because its just too draining on him to keep pushing the lanky dork aside, and just asks Whyre you being so touchy? Tsubasas eyes disappear into neat crescents as he grins like the five year old that he is mentally. He leans down then and puts his mouth right to Chibas ear, his warm breath making the shorter male resist shivering as it tickles over his skin. I get what you were talking about yesterday now. Chicks dig that yaoi stuff. He straightens back up then, still grinning like his brain is stuck on happy mode and threads his fingers through Chibas. He swings their hands back and forth and stands there like hes waiting for some kind of congratulations or something. Chiba decides right then and there that confessing his crush to Tsubasa is the stupidest thing he could ever do.