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A Wave Of Desire (BL)

After having been abandoned on the beach as a baby Ocean has lived the best life possible. He is the school's star swimmer. He is the most popular and a shoe in for the student body president. He is an honors student. And he even has the hottest girl in school as his girlfriend. But everything comes crashing down around him when the hot new Makai Rivers transfers in their senior year. Makai begins to steal Ocean's popularity, his number one spot on the swim team, even his girlfriend dumps him for the new guy. All of this just infuriates Ocean. So, why is it that Makai seems to follow Ocean around like a lost little puppy? Why can't he get this super annoying and super hot guy to stop following him? What is it that he truly feels toward Makai. And What is it that is different about Makai? Why is it that they're both so drawn toward each other? ******************** MATURE RATING ******************** This book is a LGBTQ story with mature content. There will be scenes that contain the following: ADULT LANGUAGE UNDERAGE DRINKING VIOLENCE SEXUAL SITUATIONS FOLLOW ME AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK https://discord.gg/8wrYgHqemB https://twitter.com/DCinMI https://www.facebook.com/deni.chance.71 **THE AUTHOR OWNS NO RIGHTS TO THE IMAGE ON THIS COVER, IF THERE IS AN ISSUE WITH ME USING THIS PLEASE CONTACT ME WITH ANY CONCERNS**

Deni_Chance · LGBT+
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500 Chs

Ocean - Need A Distraction

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Ocean

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I somehow made it through practice without punching that new asshole in the face. It was hard, but I managed it. I was just glad that it was Friday though, I needed to get out for the night.

I called Brittney while I was on the way to my car. She answered quickly. I am just glad that she wasn't at the pool to watch practice today.

"Hey hot stuff, what's up?" Her perky voice was the first thing that I heard when she answered the call.

"Hey babe, wanna go out tonight."

"Ooh, where to?" She was always ready to head out.

"The beach?"

"Oh, you must have had a hard day. Are you buying the drinks then?" She knew what going to the beach meant for me. It was where I usually went when I needed to think and forget. More often than not it was where I got drunk.

Being a top student, a top athlete, and everyone's go to guy could get exhausting. I needed an outlet to vent my frustrations from time to time. This was what I usually did.

"I'll grab the drinks and you bring the blanket. I will pick you up at eight."

"Sounds good." She made a kissy noise before she hung up the phone and I was already heading to the store to get what I needed.

I killed time before I had to pick up Brittney. I needed some alone time before I saw her. I needed to clear my head at least a little so I didn't dwell on that stupid annoying hot face of Makai. He was already becoming a thorn in my side.

When the sun was already setting I went to pick Brittney up at her house. It was still just the middle of September so the weather was still more than warm enough for swimming. It was fine for me all year but some people didn't share in my enthusiasm. They said that it got a little too cold at times.

When I saw Brittney she was walking out of her house with a bikini top and short shorts. The top was pink and the shorts were white. She looked hot and I couldn't help but thank my lucky stars that she was mine. I had been chasing her since freshman year but she apparently only went for the best. The fact that she was mine meant that I was indeed the best.

For now at least.

NO! I had to tell myself to stop thinking like that. I was not going to let Makai get into my head and make me start doubting myself. I loved my life too much to let it be ruined.

When Brittney got into my brand new blue pickup truck I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek before I started to drive. It didn't take me long to drive to the spot that I had long ago claimed at mine. It was well known around the area that this was my spot and thankfully most people tended to steer clear of it.

After arriving at the beach, Brittney and I walked across the sand and she sat down on a piece of driftwood that had long ago been set out as a bench. The entire fire pit was ringed with driftwood benches. It was the perfect spot.

While Brittney sat I built the kindling up and made a fire. It was the perfect night to just kick back and stop thinking. But after a while, Brittney grew curious about what the issue was and started to question me.

"So, Ocean, what's wrong?" I was sitting on the sand between her knees as I watched the fire burn, a beer in my hand. While I thought about what to say I felt her hand stroking gently in my hair.

Brittney was a hard to get girl. That meant if you didn't prove yourself then you got nowhere with her. Still, I knew we were getting closer to that point. I knew that I was going to be able to get that ultimate prize any time now.

"Hmm." I took a deep breath and sighed before answering her. "It's just been a rough day. That new guy is annoying me."

"Makai?" I hated that she remembered his name.

"Yeah, him." I could hear the anger in my voice.

"Why, what did he do to you?" She didn't sound like she really cared but still she asked so I was going to answer.

"He beat me today."

"What?" I felt her hand stop it's stroking motion in my hair.

"He was pitted against me in a two hundred meter race and he beat me, but just by a second, if that."

"Really." She took her hand away altogether.

"I wasn't at the top of my game though. I was annoyed beforehand so that probably has something to do with it."

"Yeah maybe."

I felt Brittney reach into her purse and grab her phone. I knew what was coming. I was going to have to prove that I was still the best.

"Oh, geez. It looks like my dad is going crazy, he says I need to go home right now."

"Uh huh." I knew she was lying. Her phone never rang or vibrated from a call or a text. She was going to blow me off until I could beat Makai.

This was turning out to be an even worse night. What the fuck was happening to my life right now?

For now though, I had no other choice but to put out the fire and drive Brittney home. I was glad that I hadn't taken more than two sips of my beer. If I had drank more I wouldn't have driven at all. I would have had to call someone else to do that for me. That would make me more of a failure in her eyes too.

I could already feel her slipping away from me. Please Brittney, don't leave me.