Chase was seated behind the counter of the cafe he was working at scrolling through his phone. It was one of those days at the cafe were the customers were not many and service was slow. The bell at the front door chimed and Chase looked up so that the could deliver his fake smile to whomever had entered the cafe. He looked up and down so fast that he didn't see the person's face and continued to scroll through his phone.

"Excuse me?" The man said. Chase looked up and saw the city's most prestigious billionaire looking at him.

"Welcome to Bino's, what's your order?" Chase asked looking down at his phone. It's not that Chase was rude or anything, it was five in the afternoon and he was genuinely tired and just wanted to go home and sleep.

"Some hospitality would be good." The man said.

"I'm tired mister, could you please just tell me your order and we'll both be on our way." Chase retorted.

"Be lively at least when serving customers." The man replied.

"Are you ordering or not, because you're holding up the line." Chase said and the man looked behind him to see that there was literally no one behind him and looked at the teenager in front of him weirdly.

"There's  no line behind me."

"Can you please tell me your order mister."

"I'll have a chocolate muffin and some black coffee." He finally said.

"Thank you. Who should I save it to."

"Andrew Willing." The man said.

"Ok, Mister Willing I'll have your order ready in 5 minutes." Chase said and went to get the order ready. The man just turned around and sat down at one of he tables by the window.

"Mister Willing. Here's your order." Chase said setting the tray in front of the man.

"Thank you.. " the man looked up and tried to say the boy's name and chase caught on.

"Chase." He said pointing towards his name tag.

"Enjoy your muffin and coffee." Chase said moving away from the man.

Chase went back to his station to wait for any other customers until his shift ends.

The cafe had about six booths and five chairs by the window,  a beautiful golden chandelier hanging in the middle that matched with the golden chairs that were at the windows. The booths were waist length and were coated with silver paint and beige leather.

The most prominent colours were the gold and beige leather seats at the booths.

The cafe was opposite an internet cafe that had neon lights hanging on the sign.

Andrew Willing was still seated at his chair sipping his coffee when his phone rung in his pocket, he took it out and answered.

"This is Andrew."  Andrew said through the phone.

"Andrew we have an urgent situation at the company. Can you please come here quickly, it's very urgent." Andrew's assistant said into the phone and hung. Andrew then put his coffee down, took out a 50 BWP note tip included and stood from his chair and walked out of the cafe.

Chase had been looking at him and when he saw the man get up from his chair and left the money there he made his way towards the table and took the money and cleared the table. He went back to his station not forgetting to put the note in the register taking his tip and putting the recipient by the counter next to the other receipts that were left by customers. His shift was particularly boring that and when it ended he made his way towards his home.

He sighed once he entered his house, it was dark and meant that he was all alone in the two storey building. His mother must be working overnight again and his father must be at a bar somewhere drinking. He dragged his body towards his bedroom and open the bathroom opposite his bed and going in to take a shower.

He stripped ***** and turn on the shower faucet and waited for the water to be lukewarm before engulfing his body under the warm liquid. It made his tense muscles relax and his shoulders seemed to slump down, it was as if he was carrying the whole world on his shoulders.

He started thinking about his father and sighed. His father wasn't always a drunkard, he did drink but not to the point where he couldn't recognise his own son. Although he drunk to the point where he'd pass out immediately when his head hit the couch he was never violent with either his wife and son. He always drank in silence and  made slight noise when he got home. It was like he always has a part of his sanity with him whenever he drunk and Chase was very thankful for that. He really couldn't deal with an abusive father right now.

He got out of the shower with his towel around his waist, water dripping off of his curly shoulder long hair and walked towards his room. He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice his best friend on his bed. He walked towards his closet still oblivious of the dark skin boy who was face deep in his phone on Chase's bed. Both parties were oblivious of each other.

Chase was rummaging through his closet and that caught the attention of the dark skin boy on the bed and when he looked up he was met with a half ***** wet Chase standing at his closet, his back facing him. Due to the fact that he didn't hear Chase come in the room made him panic and yelp out.

"What the **** Chase, why you *****?" Brandon yelled seeing Chase.

"Ahhhhhhh. Man what the hell?" Chase said turning around and seeing his best friend on his bed with wide eyes.

"Why are you *****?" Brandon yelled.

"This is my room, asshole. I can be ***** all I want." Chase said with a hand over his heart,trying to calm his beating heart.

"Still, doesn't mean you should walk around *****." Brandon said rolling his eyes.

"Shut the **** up, it's not like you haven't seen me ***** before." Chase said smirking.

"That traumatised me for life bro. I ain't trynna get myself a therapy session again. So please get some clothes on." Brandon said chuckling remembering the time Chase was ***** in front of him.

"That's very rude you bitch." Chase sneering.

"The truth hurts my man. The truth hurts." Brandon smirked.

Chase looked at his best friend and started crying and Brandon panicked. He jumped off of Chase's bed and rushed to his best friend and tried to comfort him.

"Man, I'm so sorry man." He said wrapping his arms around Chase's shoulders. Chase smirked and Brandon's eyes widened when he went flying towards the floor with a ***** Chase on top of him.

"Man, what the ****!" Brandon yelled when Chase's ***** **** brushed against Brandon's thigh. Chase let out a loud laugh still tackling his best friend who was crying out telling Chase to get off of him.

"Chase are you.. oh" Chase's mother said entering the room. She saw a ***** Chase on top of a screaming Brandon.

Chase looked up at his mother who had a blank expression on her face at his bedroom door. He quickly jumped off of Brandon, stood and covered his junk with his hands embarrassed to be caught like that.

"Mom, why didn't you knock?" Chase asked blushing red.

"I didn't think you were busy, that too with your best friend." She said smirking. Brandon gagged and Chase just squirmed in his position.  Remembering quickly that he was still ***** he ushered both his mother and best out off his room.

"I already saw you ***** before" Brandon and Mrs Bio said in unison and looked at each other.

"GET OUT!" Chase shouted.

Chase took his time to get dressed, partly because he was so embarrassed that his mother caught him almost humping his best friend. Chase had always had a crush on Brandon since the first time they met in their third year of junior school. They were now both in the first year of  high school and Chase still had small feelings for his best friend.

After getting dressed he went out of his room, downstairs towards the kitchen to get something to drink and passed by the living room where Brandon and his mother we intently chatting like best friends. He was pretty sure he was the topic of discussion and he blushed at that thought.

"Oh Chase dear come here real quick." His mother said laughing.

"I'm going to get water, I'm coming." He said heading straight for the refrigerator and opened it taking out a bottle of still water. He just leaned against the kitchen counter and drank his bottle of water slowly with no care that his mother had told him to join them in the living room.

After enjoying his water for what felt like a whole hour which was only 5 minutes, he made his way towards the living and sat down across from his mother next to his best friend. The duo quieted down when Chase sat down and started giggling and Chase sent both parties death glares.

"So... what did I walk into earlier?" Mrs Bio asked.

"Nothing that concerns you mother. I always told you to knock before you enter."

"Why, so that I don't walk on you and you best friend having sex." She said casually pointing in Brandon's direction.

"Hey." Both boys said simultaneously and Mrs Bio just chuckled.

"Besides this is my house and I will enter wherever I want to whenever I want to at any given time if I feel like it, hell I can climb on the roof if I want to." She said matter-of-factly.

"I dare you." Chase said.

" What?" Mrs Bio asked.

"I dare you to climb up the roof." Chase said crossing his arms in front of his chest smugly and Mrs Bio went blank for a second before smirking. She got up and went out the back door towards the shed. The two boys looked at each in confusion before following the woman outside. They saw her carrying a ladder towards the roof and set it on an incline against the roof.

"Mom!!" Chase groaned and Brandon chuckled.

"I never back down from a dare." She said climbing on to the ladder step by step until she was on the roof and of course the ladder wobbled and Chase freaked out every time it shook. The woman was crazy and Chase inherited the trait from her. No wonder he jumped his best friend while *****, the mother and son's actions were questionable sometimes.

"See. My house my rules." She said standing on the roof spreading her arms like a crazy person.

"Mom get down before you break something, 'cause I'm not taking of of no broken old lady." Chase said crossing his arms again.

"You take that back young man." Mrs Bio said feigning hurt with a fake gasp and Chase stuck out his tongue. Brandon on the other hand was laughing his *** off and Chase smacked the back of his head.

"Ouch, man what the ****?" Brandon said nose scrunched up and touching his head.

"Language Brandon." Mrs Bio said still on the roof.

"Mrs Bio, just get down already, it's not safe up there." Brandon said still massaging his head.

"Yeah mom, you proved your point now get down." Chase added.

Next thing she did was totally uncalled for, she jumped off of the roof into the pool that was about 2 metres from the house. She dived in with a huge splash. Brandon and Chase just gasped at the woman.

"Mother!, what the hell's wrong with you! You could have died." Chase said running towards the pool where Mrs Bio's head was poking out.

"But I didn't." She said swaying her head side to side walking out of the pool a dripping mess. She still had her perfect lean curves that would make any straight man drool. With the wet clothes clinging to her body it accentuated her curves perfectly and Brandon was staring more that needed.

"Brandon! Eyes off my mother you bitch." Chase yelled at his friend who seemed to snap out of his trance and apologised for staring.

"And you, old woman. Behave like an adult for once." Chase scolded.

"Old woman. Chase I'm barely forty." She gasped.

"Mother you're like eighty!" He yelled and got smack in the head by his glaring mother and Brandon burst out laughing.

"Get a towel you bitch, my mother will catch a cold." Chase yelled at Brandon who ran off still laughing to get a towel for Mrs Bio.

"Here." Brandon returned with the towel and Chase wrapped it around his mother's shoulder and lead her into the house. She went up the stairs towards her room to change leaving the boys in the living room.

"Your mother is crazy." Brandon said sitting down on the couch.

"Tell me about it." Chase said sitting ontop of Brandon's lap on purpose. Brandon froze before pushing the boy off of him making him land a bit further away from him.

"Chase what the hell man! That's so gay." Brandon said.

"I am gay duh bitch." Chase said and realized what he just said. He didn't plan on coming out like that, it was just a spur in the moment thing.

"WHAT!" Brandon yelled making Chase flinch.

"B-Brandon... c-calm dow.." Chase panicked.

"And when was I going to know?"

"Huh?" Chase asked.

"You didn't trust me enough with that did you?" Brandon sadly.

"What?" Chase managed after a few minutes of being confused.

"We've been friends for 2 years, when were you going to tell me? Am I not trustworthy?" Brandon asked.

"W-What? No .. no." Chase said.

"Then what is it?" Brandon asked.

"I was scared of you're perception of me after that. My mother doesn't even know, nobody actually does. Brandon we leave in a society where you can get killed because of who love. I was scared , not that you'll hate me or anything just that you'll distance yourself from me. I mean we're called freaks of nature, sins and unnatural. Heck I even heard a lady call her own son a **** sucking faggot and rammed her hand on the poor kid's face in public. Imagine the humiliation. Not that you'll do any of that, I know you won't. I know you but I was still scared, I mean you've never reacted to gay people so I just assumed you just never needed a reason but I was afraid that I'll be the reason."

"Are you stupid?" Brandon asked Chase who was confused as ****.

"Whuh?"

"I saw you ***** twice. Did I ever show disgust or any other emotion except for panic." He said Chase and shook his head.

"Exactly. I would never hate you or distance myself from you because of your sexuality. Yeah I'm straight, straight as a pole but you're like my little baby and as weird as that sound I'll love you no matter what, you're like a brother to me, no cancel that your are my brother, even with the different skin colour you're still my little light skinned brother. Also marry a billionaire, so we can spend his money senseless." Brandon said hugging Chase who was now sobbing. He ran his hand up and down Chase's back comforting him.

Chase was crying as if someone died, it was as if he had just lost a whole lot of weight from his shoulders. Mrs Bio came in and saw her son crying and she went into mama bear mode. She grabbed the beer bottle that was on the flower table by the bottom of the staircase by the neck and shuttered it's bottom against the wall earning her looking from the hugging boys.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY BABY!?"

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY BABY!?" Mrs Bio charged at Brandon with the broken glass pointing the sharp broken edge towards him.

"MOM, STOP!! HE DID NOTHING." Chase stood and yelled standing between his mother and Brandon. Mrs Bio stopped and tilted her head to the side.

"Then why are you crying? I swear if he's responsible I'll castrate him with this bottle." She said and both boys flinched, she seemed serious.

"I'm gay. And I was crying because Brandon still loves me nonetheless." Chase said smiling with tear stained cheeks.

"Well I hate you." Mrs Bio said relaxing a bit and something in Chase broke when he heard that and Brandon was ready to attack but Chase held him by the shoulder and shook his head.

"Why? Is it because of my sexuality. Mom I'm still the same Chase you love and gave birth to. Nothing has changed." Chase said eyes welling up with tears.

"What are you talking about?" Mrs Bio asked tilting her head yet again.

"Huh?" Chase asked confused.

"I'm talking about the glass you made me break for no reason, who's going to clean it up." She explained waving the beer bottle she held by the neck, it was now in half and broken with a sharp bottom.

Chase ran to his mother and hugged her, taking her by surprise which made her drop the beer bottle shuttering it on the floor.

"I still love you, you nuisance. I created you, me and that excuse of a father. We created you and abandoning you just because you like Brandon is just irresponsible and stupid. I mean why would I create you just to abandon you, that's just stupid." Mrs Bio said hugging her son.

"Mom, I don't like Brandon!" Chase groaned and she just chuckled.

"Mother knows best little one. I've seen the way you eye him." Mrs Bio said whispering the last sentence so that Brandon doesn't hear her and Chase is bright red blushing like a fool.

Mrs Bio pulls away from the hug and kisses Chase's nose before walking to the kitchen to get the dust pan. Chase groans because of the kiss and wipes his nose making Brandon chuckle and Chase sends him a glare which Brandon just shrugs off.

"You're all giggly today aren't ya? Found a girlfriend yet." Chase teased.

"Better yet, I found a crazy white boyfriend." Brandon said smirking. Chase threw a cushion at him and Brandon caught it and laughed.

"You bitch." Chase breathed out loud.

"Gayass" Brandon said and Chase gasped.

"You take that back bitch." Chase said lunging at the dark skin boy and tickling him. Brandon just laughed trying to stop Chase but he was fruitless.

"O-okay...H-Haha-a .. I-I take i-it back." He said in between laughs and Chase stopped and rested his head on top of Brandon's chest cuddling him of sorts.

"So.. are you a top or bottom?" Brandon asked drawing circles on Chase's back. Chase looked up and put his chin on Brandon's chest making his hiss.

"That's painful, don't do that." Brandon scolded.

"Sorry... um.. I think  I'm a bottom... I don't know?" Chase answered resting his head back on Brandon's chest listening to his heartbeat.

"Why do you say that?"

"I don't know, it just feels kind of right to submit to someone sometimes. Like I feel more feminine than masculine."

"But you're like six foot and two inches. What if you fall for a short guy and you bottom for him. That'll be weird honestly."

"It's not about height. I mean a very bulky man can be a bottom and submit to a skinny *** bitch. Weird but it happens. But I do not want a short man I'd rather die than submit to a shorty. NEVER!" Chase declared and both boys laughed and Chase just enjoyed the beautiful sound and vibrations Brandon made as Chase laid his head against his chest.

"Don't get me wrong I don't have anything against short people or anything.  But I will never submit to a short top. If I have to I'll reverse roles and become the top, even if that sounds so illiterate and dumb. But I think I'd love my position as a bottom even with the pain bottoms say come with it. I mean imagine getting fucked by someone who doesn't reach your neck to prep kisses on you face while making love to you. Again this is my preference I don't hate short people." Chase said.

"I'm imagining it on you and it seems so wrong." Brandon says and chuckles,  his vibrations warming Chase's heart.

"I know right." Chase said looking up at Brandon. This time Brandon didn't hiss at the pain of Chase's  chin on his chest. Chase looked straight into Brandon's eyes and saw concern.

"Chase." Brandon said sadly.

"Y-Yes?" Chase said more like a question.

"Please don't fall in love with me. I could never give you the love you deserve and you know that." Brandon said sadly still drawing circles on Chase's back.

Chase's heart broke when he heard that, but what did he expect Brandon was as straight as they come.

"I know. Trust me I do, but I already like you so much but it's been manageable and I think my feelings are diminished, so don't worry." Chase said with fresh tears in his eyes.

"It's ok you'll be fine, we'll be fine. You'll get someone who'll be gay for you." Brandon said.

"Don't  forget tall, he must be very tall and sexy as hell." Chase added.

"Yes tall. How could I forget.?" Brandon laughed.

"God. I love your laugh." Chase said subconsciously.

"Please Chase. Don't  hurt yourself. " Brandon said sadly again. He could see Chase was in love with him and he was hurting. He always knew Chase had feelings for him but he ignored them because Chase himself didn't bring them up, so there was no use for him to bring them up.

"It's ok honestly. It is." Chase reassured with confidence this time, no tears or pain in his voice.

"I'll get over you and bag myself a tall, sexy rich millionaire."

"Billionaire Chase. Billionaire. Remember that." Brandon said giggling and Chase's heart melted once again, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"Can I kiss you?" Chase asked raising his head. The hand on his back stopped moving around.

"Huh?" Brandon  asked surprised.

"I asked if I could kiss you?" Chase asked again.

"Umm. Yeah sure." Brandon said pulling the white boy towards his head.

Chase let himself slide more on top of Brandon's and was now level with the boy's head. He looked at Brandon's eyes for a long time before travelling down to his lips. Seeing the brown pink lips Chase licked his own pink lips and Brandon saw this but was not aroused at all but as fucked up as it was he was going to at least give his best friend a kiss.

Chase began leaning in until his lips were on the other boy's lips. He closed his eyes and began moving his lips and to his surprise Brandon matched him too. Their lips moved in sync as if they were lovers and have being doing it for years together.

Chase bathed in the sensation the kiss brought that he opened his mouth and Brandon slid his tongue into Chase's mouth and the latter moaned into the kiss, making his own **** twitch. But no response whatsoever from Brandon's member. Both boys tongues were dancing against each other and Chase's **** had started to harden but he wasn't going to stop kissing Brandon. 

They continued kissing roaming each other's mouths with their tongues , one was enjoying the moment and the other was satisfying his best friend. The kiss ended with both boys panting very hard for air.

"You have a problem down there." Brandon said catching his breath. He could feel Chase's throbbing member against his stomach and he felt bad for making best friend get a boner while he didn't react at all.