CHAPTER 2

[warning! This chapter contains inappropriate content. Viewers discretion is adviced]

Glen was on a hangout with Charlotte on a Saturday in a cafe as they have planned. Their demeanor were quiet flipping through their books intently until he got a call from Phil. His expression tightened irritatingly not wanting to answer the call because he knew why he was calling and just let it rung continuously which began to concern Charlotte.

"Aren't you going to answer?" She asked.

He was momentarily quiet, and didn't have a choice but to pick up his phone aggreived. "Excuse me then."

Charlotte watched his sudden aggrieved expression as he talked on the phone but she could not hear what the speaker was saying. He looked pale and uneasy and suddenly stood up hanging his clutch over his neck with a wincing expression.

"Charlotte…I have to be somewhere right now."

She retracted her lips from her straw that she was sipping. "Suddenly?"

Lowering his head he replied. "I promise I'll make it up to you."

Glen hurriedly scampered out of the cafe making Charlotte concerned for him as she watched him exited the cafe.

What's with his sudden change of expression?…

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Phil opened his door for Glen Grinning amusedly as Glen glared at him feeling helpless and detest about the situation he had put himself into.

Phil suddenly chortled out a short laugh and gapping the door wide for him. "Come inside."

He slowly stepped in and Phil locked the door behind him—hastily hugging him from behind.

Glen flinched and pushed him away yelling. "W-Why are you suddenly hugging me?!"

He looked at Glen with a lecherous grin panting slightly as he groped his lower part. His face flushed. "I can't hold it anymore."

Glen felt repulsed by his expression and slightly took a step back as Phil approached closer to him forcing his lips on his. He winced shutting his lip slightly to prevent Phil's tongue from entering his mouth.

"Open your mouth a bit."

Phil said panting profusely like a dog in heat as he kissed Glen—roughly sliding his tongue in and out of his mouth. Phil abruptly sliped his hands into Glen's pants.

His flinched and his pupil dilated hastily pushing phil by his shoulder baffled to stop his hands from going further down.

"D-don't touch me there!"

Phil's lip angled in a sudden wicked grin. "Stop pretending like you're not enjoying this."

I have always told myself I would do these things with the person that I liked…why's this bastards trying to make me do everything with him?

Glen did not realize that his intimate part had reacted to the touches of Phil. Phil groped his lower part with a lecherous grin causing Glen to become immensely abashed that his body had reacted to phil.

"You say you don't like it but your body is saying otherwise."

He said pushing Glen on the sofa and unzipped his trousers, Glen grabbed his hands to stop him from exploring his body any further—but Phil was not ready to stop halfway through, he pulled Glen's hand out of the way and fully unzipped his trouser.

What's happening? My body feels hot right now…

Phil wrapped his hands around his genital rubbing it up and down. Glen's breathing increased with a loud moan and he immediately covered his mouth abashed and unable to fathom his behavior at that very moment.

"Fuck, don't hold it in."

Phil let's out curse words and suddenly put Glen's genital into his mouth.

Startled, Glen arched his back. "W-w- what are you doing?!"

He grabbed Phil's head to remove his mouth from his genital but it was futile. He was completely loosing his mind from the pleasure.

"Phil, wait! I think I'm about to-"

He let out a strained moan leaning heavily on the sofa panting loudly, he looked down and his fluid was all over Phil's face.

Phil let out a scornful laugh and wiped Glen's fluid off with his T-shirt and abruptly stood up pulling down his pants to his hip level to reveal his stiffened genital in his grip panting softly with his face filled with lust and said.

"Can you help me cum too?"

I never asked him to put his mouth on my lower part, did he do it because he wants me to do it too?

In a miffed expression Glen replied "H-how could I possibly do that?"

He scowled and grabbed Glen's hand—pulling it close to his genital. Glen's fingers slightly grazed his genitals before he retracted his hands repulsively leaning back on the sofa.

Phil scowled. "You know what would happen if you refuse right? Besides I just helped you cum, isn't it proper to return the favor?"

Glen was momentarily quiet, aggrieved. He couldn't refuse because he was at a disadvantage and sluggishly knelt before Phil as he sat on the sofa with a lecherous grin on his face causing more revolt in Glen than he already did.

grimaced at the sight of Phil's hardened genital, Glen hesitantly put his hands around it rubbing it amateurishly.

"Use you mouth."

Phil demanded panting from excitement as he waited for Glen to continue. Glen hesitantly stared at his gential momentarily before repulsively putting it in his mouth.

Phil shudders from the feeling and pulled his head down to fully drown his genital into his mouth.

"Fuck! Don't use your teeth." He cursed.

Glen felt suffocated and gagged constantly while Phil shoved his genital down his throat.

He suddenly let out a strained moan pressing Glen's head on his gential more intensely and his body dropped on the sofa panting profusely.

Glen hastily crouched down on all fours and threw up the fluid Phil let in his mouth choking—his mouth was torn and his eyes were all red and teary with snort slightly leaking from his nose due to the suffocating feeling.

"Fuck!"

Phil cursed continuously panting from satisfaction as he sneered at Glen whilst he was choking. Glen held his throat with his eyes watering.

He was helping Phil satisfy his pleasures while he kept his secret. Little did he know that things were about to become inexplicable.

Phil came over to Glen's house uninvited and his parents were all home, they welcomed Phil thinking he was a responsible human being.

When they had become friends newly Glen used to be all joyful whenever he visited but now that things have changed, the mere presence of Phil turned his stomach.

He followed Glen to his room grinning like nothing had changed but to Glen it was mentally wrenching. He didn't like that he still came to his house and hastily summed up the courage to tell him with a grimaced expression.

"P-please don't come to my house anymore, l-I would go to your house instead."

Phil cocked an eyebrow and his expression turned dark with. "What?"

Glen couldn't look him in the eyes and feared he would just go downstairs and out him to his parents. In realization his eye widened and his pupil dilated—he hastily got on his knees below him looking up to him.

"I'm…sorry." He apologized tightening his eyes.

Phil halted and his lip suddenly angled into a wicked grin shoving his hands inside his pocket revealing two packs of rubber and a satchet lube to Glen.

"I guess you must have realized that I'm at an advantage here." He said with a contemptous grin.

Perturbed Glen replied. "What?"

He's totally crazy! How could he bring something like this in my house?

"Have sex with me. We can do it quietly and quicker, or we can both walk down there and tell your parents." He crossed his arms waiting for Glen's reply.

Glen's pupil dilated like he had seen a ghost. "D-do you h-have no self awareness? you're literally in my house." He said stuttering.

"Are we doing this or not?" Phil insinuated once more scowling.

Glen winced, lowering his head. "I-I can do any other thing, but letting you do that with me is something I won't do."

Incredibled by Glen's non compliance he said. "This is how it's gonna be huh?"

He shoved the materials back in his pocket and stomped downstairs, Glen thought he was bluffing and didn't follow him downstairs to confirm—he just stood still in his room sweating and his heart was racing, and he could suddenly hear his parents raged footsteps loudly stomping up stairs to his room.

"Glen!"

His mother's voice sounded enraged and she swung his door open, showing him photos, in one of the photos he was kissing Phil but Phil's face had been blurred and in another he was giving him a blow job.

Glen's pupil dilated, filled with horror of what his eyes witnessed.

What?! When did he take photos without me noticing?

unable to utter a single word he trembled. Even though Phil did all that to him, Glen never expected his actions would come to such an extent.

"Is this true?!" His mother yelled at him with pain in her voice.

Glen's heart raced and he quivered—his eyes became hot and teary. His throat felt like a lump had submerged in it. "M-mom…I can explain…"

"Explain what?!" She hurled the photos at him crying her eyes out and his father walked to him with a menacing look on his face, he snatched Glen by his collar down the stairs and he still couldn't utter any word.

"You disgusting fool!, when did you become gay?!" His father yelled in rage waiting to beat the shit out of him.

but he was still in utter shock and frantically turned to look at Phil who was sneering at his fall. His father's heavy hands suddenly struck him with a painful slap on his face making him to stagger and he bled from his nose and mouth.

"Answer me when I'm asking you questions!"

His father yelled raising his hands again, to beat the living out of him but his mother grabbed his hands to stop Glen from getting hit.

"I disown you! you're no longer my son! leave my house!"

His father yelled panting in rage. But he still did not utter a word and quietly trudged inside his room and fell to his knees quivering—that was when he could feel his burning cheeks from the hit.

Why me? Why me?

He halted and smudged the blood on his face as he only just recently tasted the blood leaking from his nose and mouth. He packed some of his belongings and walked downstairs to his parents waiting for him to leave.

His mother could not bear to look at him and sobbed endlessly while crouched on the floor. His father only watched him still fuming in rage and disgust as he exited the house.