Interlude: Before Summer Starts

--Nathan Carter--

Sitting alone in my room, I noticed a text from Ped.

"Guess what? Brad sent me this!" It read.

There he went again, talking about his new boyfriend. I was definitely happy for him, but at the same time, I really wasn't.

Though Ped and I have never spoke of how we basically just sucked each other off the other time, I secretly really, really liked it. Like sometimes we would be eating together and I'd see him and get horny instantly.

I did like him. A lot.

For the longest time.

But did it still matter now that Ped had his new boyfriend?

I sat and pondered for a while.

Suddenly feeling inspired, I picked up my guitar and a pencil.

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--Brad Mateo--

Laying on my bed, I peeked at Ped who was sound asleep next to me.

It was still dark, and I could only trace his outline with my eyes squinted. The clock on the wall read "5 a.m.".

I still remembered when he had stayed over the first night; how he just casually mentioned that his mother had died when he was young, and how I suddenly felt the need to care more for him.

I gently touched his short black hair and dragged my hand down to his behind.

The love of my life just so happened to be one of my students. What were the odds? And what were the circumstances that led us to this? I gazed curiously at Ped.

He has no idea how glad I am, I thought. I could just hope that he was as optimistic about this new budding relationship as I was.

He also has such a nice dick, I thought before turning to my side to fall asleep.

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--Ped Luca--

"You wanna hang out after class?" Nathan tapped my shoulder.

"Sure." I replied, still focusing my attention on writing down a series of notes that my professor boyfriend had written on the blackboard.

Brad's eyes met with mine for a moment, but I tried to refrain myself from smiling at him. He said it would actually make him 'reflexively smile back' to me. Humorous guy.

Brad looked so hot and gallant in his work attire, I wanted to ask him to do a striptease right then and there.

I turned to catch a glimpse of Nathan, who was still writing his lecture notes.

A thought came to my mind.

Nathan would also look so hot doing a striptease.

Was it wrong for me to be attracted to two entirely different people at the same time?