Unattainable
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1 through F › Covenant, The
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
3,072
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own any of these characters, although I would like to. However, this plot is mine, so at least I can claim that.
Unattainable
A/N:: This fic is UnBetaed, so all mistake are mine. Please Review!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, although I would like to. However, this plot is mine, so at least I can claim that.
Just to be clear:
'writing like this' is thought
"writing like this" is speech
*****
Reid Garwin was far from what anyone could possibly call shy, or quiet. In fact, it seemed that Caleb, Pogue and Tyler, his three best friends, knew his voice better than they knew their own, but they were used to it by now. Besides loud and talkative, people also found Reid to be quite the rebel, completely going against what you would expect of him with his blonde hair and blue eyes, not to mention the fact that he went to Spencer, of all schools. However, although his friends thought they knew his voice better than their own, there was something about him that they didn't know. Something Reid tried his very hardest to hide. Reid Garwin, Spencer's rebel and a son of Ipswitch, was gay.
More than once before, Reid had thought that his secret would be discovered, whether by Caleb or Pogue, which would be horrible, but not as bad as if someone like Aaron were to find out. Even worse than Aaron finding out his little (or not so little) secret would be the very object of his affection; Tyler Simms. Sure, he and Tyler had always been inseperable, for as long as they could both remember, but to Reid, for Tyler to find out his feelings for him, well, besides ruining their friendship forever, would be just about unbearable. He could imagine it perfectly: Aaron and Ryan's jeers, along with everyone else's. Caleb and Pogue's shock at the news. But he could picture Tyler's reaction most vividly, from the hurt in his eyes, to the utter revulsion, to the absolute disgust at all the times that they had been alone together, naked even. This image itself was the reason the Reid's secret was just that, a secret. And this was just another night he had to overcome.
Reid lay in his bed in his dorm at Spencer. Or, more specifically, the dorm he shared with Tyler. He was all too aware of the brunette sleeping peacefully only feet away from him, a pair of silk boxers away from complete nudity. 'Oh God,' Reid could feel himself getting hard from just the thought. This was the war he fought with himself every single night that they were in this dorm together, why oh why couldn't Reid be in love with someone else? Someone without silky brown hair, or deep blue-green eyes. Someone who DIDN'T share a dorm with him. He felt himself getting harder, manhood fully tenting his own boxers now, and he had to force himself, like he did every night, not to go over to Tyler's bed and just kiss him, and touch him and... but Reid couldn't even let himself think about it, so he settled for relieving his little problem for the moment.
As quietly as he could, Reid slid his boxers down and off, releasing his now fully erect member. Taking a deep breath, he gripped himself with one hand, biting his lip as to not moan out loud. He began moving his hand, all the while filling his mind with all the images of Tyler that he saved for nights like these; Tyler naked in the shower, washing himself after a swim practice (at this, Reid began to move his hand faster) Tyler dressing in the dorm, unaware of Reids gaze on him, on those perfectly sculpted shoulder blades, on that round, firm ass. (Reid's hand on his cock was beginning to pick up even more speed now) or, that one night, when Reid had come home drunk, forgetting that he had told Tyler not to expect him to be back that night, and walked in on Tyler pleasuring himself, his head thrown back, eyes closed, laying on the bed in what could only be the beginning of a really great orgasm. At this thought, Reid felt himself getting immeasurably close to the edge, and speeding up his hand even more, spilt his release over his hand, arching his back so much he thought it might break and drawing blood from his lip from trying not to moan out loud. Lying on his back and staring at the ceiling, breathing heavily in the aftermath of his orgasm, Reid decided that that was probably the hardest he had ever come in his entire life. Tucking that fact into his mind along with the images of Tyler, Reid cleaned himself off, then rolled over and fell into a contented sleep, not even bothering to put his shorts back on.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, although I would like to. However, this plot is mine, so at least I can claim that.
Just to be clear:
'writing like this' is thought
"writing like this" is speech
*****
Reid Garwin was far from what anyone could possibly call shy, or quiet. In fact, it seemed that Caleb, Pogue and Tyler, his three best friends, knew his voice better than they knew their own, but they were used to it by now. Besides loud and talkative, people also found Reid to be quite the rebel, completely going against what you would expect of him with his blonde hair and blue eyes, not to mention the fact that he went to Spencer, of all schools. However, although his friends thought they knew his voice better than their own, there was something about him that they didn't know. Something Reid tried his very hardest to hide. Reid Garwin, Spencer's rebel and a son of Ipswitch, was gay.
More than once before, Reid had thought that his secret would be discovered, whether by Caleb or Pogue, which would be horrible, but not as bad as if someone like Aaron were to find out. Even worse than Aaron finding out his little (or not so little) secret would be the very object of his affection; Tyler Simms. Sure, he and Tyler had always been inseperable, for as long as they could both remember, but to Reid, for Tyler to find out his feelings for him, well, besides ruining their friendship forever, would be just about unbearable. He could imagine it perfectly: Aaron and Ryan's jeers, along with everyone else's. Caleb and Pogue's shock at the news. But he could picture Tyler's reaction most vividly, from the hurt in his eyes, to the utter revulsion, to the absolute disgust at all the times that they had been alone together, naked even. This image itself was the reason the Reid's secret was just that, a secret. And this was just another night he had to overcome.
Reid lay in his bed in his dorm at Spencer. Or, more specifically, the dorm he shared with Tyler. He was all too aware of the brunette sleeping peacefully only feet away from him, a pair of silk boxers away from complete nudity. 'Oh God,' Reid could feel himself getting hard from just the thought. This was the war he fought with himself every single night that they were in this dorm together, why oh why couldn't Reid be in love with someone else? Someone without silky brown hair, or deep blue-green eyes. Someone who DIDN'T share a dorm with him. He felt himself getting harder, manhood fully tenting his own boxers now, and he had to force himself, like he did every night, not to go over to Tyler's bed and just kiss him, and touch him and... but Reid couldn't even let himself think about it, so he settled for relieving his little problem for the moment.
As quietly as he could, Reid slid his boxers down and off, releasing his now fully erect member. Taking a deep breath, he gripped himself with one hand, biting his lip as to not moan out loud. He began moving his hand, all the while filling his mind with all the images of Tyler that he saved for nights like these; Tyler naked in the shower, washing himself after a swim practice (at this, Reid began to move his hand faster) Tyler dressing in the dorm, unaware of Reids gaze on him, on those perfectly sculpted shoulder blades, on that round, firm ass. (Reid's hand on his cock was beginning to pick up even more speed now) or, that one night, when Reid had come home drunk, forgetting that he had told Tyler not to expect him to be back that night, and walked in on Tyler pleasuring himself, his head thrown back, eyes closed, laying on the bed in what could only be the beginning of a really great orgasm. At this thought, Reid felt himself getting immeasurably close to the edge, and speeding up his hand even more, spilt his release over his hand, arching his back so much he thought it might break and drawing blood from his lip from trying not to moan out loud. Lying on his back and staring at the ceiling, breathing heavily in the aftermath of his orgasm, Reid decided that that was probably the hardest he had ever come in his entire life. Tucking that fact into his mind along with the images of Tyler, Reid cleaned himself off, then rolled over and fell into a contented sleep, not even bothering to put his shorts back on.