Equals: Witch And Wolf

3.

I returned home feeling quite confused. Yet I thought I was his only friend. He spoke to me about his acquaintances, his family, but never about Greg. I thought I was so close to him and suddenly I felt like I was nothing… And why was I still thinking about this kind of thing? I had never felt the need to have this kind of intimacy with anyone.

If Franck had the bad idea of ​​wanting to cry, I couldn't see myself taking him in my arms to console him like that! And maybe Alex was dating this guy. That would explain their weird behavior. And I didn't know why, even the idea irritated me.

Why the f**k did I want to come before everyone else in his eyes? A few months ago, I didn't even know him.

Needless to say, I had slept very poorly during the few hours before daybreak. The next day after having pushed myself to the limit I decided that 9am was not too early to go. So I went to ring the bell. I had to wait at least five minutes before someone came to open the door. It was Greg.

- ah, hi Kyle!

- hello, I'm coming to see how he's doing.

- very good but with a hell of a hangover. he replied, letting me in.

Alex arrived at the same time with only a towel tied around his waist. He seemed to have just come out of the bath because his hair was still wet and stuck to his forehead.

- speak less loudly... he complained, grimacing.

- alcohol is bad for kids like you. I replied, happy to see him in better shape.

- the farm. You're barely older.

- plus you're a year older now. You're practically a grown-up!

I loved teasing him about his age.

“Okay kids, I’m going to make you a strong coffee.” Greg called as he headed towards the kitchen.

- wait a second, I'm going to put something on my back. Alex apologized as well, disappearing into the hallway.

He returned a few minutes later dressed in nothing but a pair of shorts and came and plopped down next to me on the couch. I still noticed that he had put on the necklace given by Greg the day before.

- damn… I have one of those headaches!

- you shouldn't force it too much.

- it's okay, Greg has already said everything needed.

- I imagine… by the way, you never spoke to me about him

- It's true. It must be because it didn't cross my mind during any of our conversations. You must have been quite surprised to see him

We spoke in a completely detached tone

- indeed… and who is he for you?

At this question he looked away from the TV he had just turned on and observed me for a moment. I loved his green eyes...

I wanted to touch him...

why wasn't he going to get dressed?…

and why did I think that?

- meh, he's a lot of things at once... he ends up answering

- but still ?

There he went frankly

- you want to know if we f**k together?

-…

- Does the straight guy intrigue you? Well yes. We actually started again this morning in the bathroom. He's an expert in the field, a real s*x on the leg. But... we're not dating, if you're interested, we're just having sex...

The end of his sentence suggested that he might have wished otherwise. I wanted to be sure so I continued:

- Why?

- why what?

- why don't you go out together?

- funny question…

At the same time Greg was crossing the living room so he threw him

- hey Greg, do you want to go out with me?

He responded mechanically, while continuing on his way.

- Yes if you want,

- but seriously.

Greg finally glanced in our direction and answered an unequivocal “no!” just before leaving

- you see? He's the one who doesn't love me.

- And you? You love it? I insisted again

- I need him.

The statement seemed so obvious that I didn't ask him any more questions. Yet one last one stuck in my mind

"And me? Do you need me?"

The three of us spent the rest of the day until late afternoon when Greg took his leave of us.

The next week passed routinely.

Usually I was quite happy with the weekend I spent with Alex, but with the idea that he had decided to take me camping in the middle of the forest, I was quite apprehensive this time. .

On Friday I came home quite late and when I went to pick him up, I just found a note on his table informing me that he was at the swimming pool. So I went down to check if he was still there, alone swimming at that hour.

As he performed figures in the water he did not notice my entry. So I sat down at the edge of the pool and let myself contemplate it.

Her thin body which moved smoothly in the water, so easily that it seemed as if they were one whole. It wasn't like me with water. I hated this subject since my childhood. Except when it came out of a tap of course. Otherwise it was total panic because my phobia of liquids had not given me the opportunity to learn to swim.

I was there in my thoughts when I felt myself being pulled forward and I didn't have time to realize what was happening to me as I found myself at the bottom of the water.

I was finished.

I began to struggle instinctively even though I was already swallowing a lot of water. My feet were touching the bottom but my ideas were not clear enough for me to realize it. What was, however, was that I was definitely going to die!

I suddenly felt two arms surround me and drag me towards the edge as I continued to struggle angrily. I think I continued for a moment longer before the laughter escaping my savior's throat brought me back to reality.

“But calm down, you’re out of danger now…”

Out of danger? No, I was beside myself because the joke hadn't been to my taste at all, especially since this kid was very aware of my phobia. I then gave him a sermon according to the rules of the art! At 20, it was time to grow up and abandon this kind of nonsense! At the end of my feverish speech, my eyes remained fixed on his and I gradually realized the position in which I found myself.

Sitting on the tiles, completely wet, I was still tightly surrounded by his arms and his face was only a few centimeters from mine, while a mocking smile persisted on his lips. It was a pretty weird situation, especially this proximity... was he going to decide to let me go? Apparently not, so I ended up asking him

“…and now let me go!” »

He released me and I hurried away. His never-fading smile irritated me immensely. Busy coughing until my lungs burst, I heard him say:

- you're cute when you get angry.

- what are you talking about?

I really hoped I hadn't blushed. This kind of situation was so foreign to me…what was wrong with him?

- that I've already found you attractive, handsome... sexy... but this is the first time I've found you cute. I should try to make you angry a little more often.

Now I was sure I was red. This hasn't happened to me since I was five! Why was I having such a reaction? And why did he say things like that to me?

-… I don't advise you unless you're looking to get s*****d!

That's all I found. With that I got up and left. Leaving wet footprints in my wake.

Really! What a kid!

The next day we left early to arrive around midday. It was a nice place which offered a very beautiful view. But probably too wild for me. I kept thinking that any wild animal could jump on us at any time.

He of course didn't seem to be bothered by this kind of thinking. He moved here and there, set up the tent and got everything in place. On this occasion it was me who didn't do anything and that's good. I lay down on the fresh grass, breathing in the pure air, and took one last look at him before closing my eyes after pulling my cap down over them. All I had to do was let myself drift off to sleep.

The sun's rays blinding me even through my closed eyelids, I opened them, squinting hard and I saw Alex standing in front of me, my cap in hand, and his mocking smile still plastered on his face

- slept well snow white?

- hmmph…

He placed my cap back where it should be and held out his hand which I grabbed to help me get up. We moved into the shade and he brought the lunch basket which we shared. Well, sharing wasn't really the word. With him I always had the impression of being a big foodie because he always barely ate. I was going to ask him why one day.

The afternoon was reserved for fishing, in a river that did not flow far away. I might as well admit that I hadn't been able to catch anything. Lack of luck but also of desire. In any case Alex had caught at least six and he won't finish half the quarter. However, I noticed that I had softened a lot since I finished high school. It had to be said that right after, I had completely changed my interests and frankly I didn't care. What good was it for me to fish when I could get fresh fish?

End of fishing at 5 p.m., then retrace our steps laughing until we come across the disaster that awaited us there. The tent was completely devastated. Everything was trashed and the food that had been taken was all broken, completely crushed or devoured.

“A bear perhaps…” he murmured, looking neutrally at the disaster.

I was right. I knew it. I was right!

“But we always have fish for dinner.” How about grilled fish? »

No, but frankly, I'm really going to get angry here...

He walked over and rummaged through the debris in case there were things to salvage.

“No, he destroyed everything. » He finally concluded. “Luckily there’s still a sleeping bag in the car…”

Was I deaf or did I hear correctly?

- What are you talking about? We're going home straight away! I shouted to him

- surely not. the little i***t replied, “I'm really tired now, I can't drive.

- No problem! I drive!

- No!

- No?

- Yes. No. It's still my fund I think.

I massaged my temples, repeating to myself that I must not forget that I was facing a kid. So I took on a conciliatory voice, almost as if I were speaking to a fool, and explained to him:

- Alex, we are in the middle of the forest. Nothing left to eat. Ransacked tent, wild animals. OK?

And then I started shouting:

“And you want us to sleep without any protection on a sleeping bag in the open air?” »

He looked at me for a moment then put an arm around my shoulder to explain to me in turn.

- Kyle, we came here for a little adventure so we're not going to run away for so long.

- No! No! No! It's too dangerous and you're the only one here willing to risk your life!

- stop freaking out like that. Nothing is going to happen to us. I'm going to make a fire. And all animals fear fire. This is well known.

I looked at him a little better and realized he was really serious. That he really intended to stay.

“…and don’t worry. As there is only one sleeping bag, you will sleep in the car, well sheltered. All right? »

Without answering him again, I turned around suddenly and started walking straight ahead at a brisk pace.

- hey, where are you going like this? he shouted to me

I didn't answer him. This kid was just a moron and notoriously stupid. How did I end up dating someone so immature? He was… he was…

I suddenly felt a hand grab my arm to hold me back

-Kyle! Don't tell me you plan to walk home? Which is completely impossible. Besides, this is not the right direction.

I turned around quickly, beside myself.

- Alex! I want to go home and this is not a joke!

- ok… but first calm down. OK?

I jerked my arm out of his hands, but the movement was so sudden that I lost my balance and plunged toward the stone-strewn ground. He tried to catch up with me but too late. I had already knocked my knee against one of those cursed stones when he grabbed my hand. I winced as a sharp pain shot through my foot.

“Oh s**t…” he whispered

- Kyle, Kyle are you okay? He asked me, his tone a little concerned, as he crouched down next to me. I didn't answer him and tried to get up without giving him a single glance.

-Kyle I'm sorry. I…

Sorry he could be! I finally looked at him but once I met his gaze, I immediately looked away because I felt embarrassed.

- It's okay... I murmured, letting him help me stand up straight this time. I grimaced again. w***e! I didn't miss this stone!

Alex then helped me back to the car.

When I thought about it, I realized that we had both acted like kids. Why had I lost my temper so quickly? I think I panicked a little and also my habit of not taking anything seriously, it really irritated me!

However, there was no point in reacting like that. We would have left anyway if I had absolutely wanted to. He as usual was just trying to tease me.

I glanced at him and thought he had lost his humor because he no longer said anything. I then thought back to the moment when I had met his gaze a little earlier. He looked so worried...

Arriving at the car he put me on the front seat, feet turned outwards and took out a first aid box then he pulled up the capri pants that I had put on for the occasion and squatted down in the grass to clean up. the wound. Finally, he did everything necessary and ended up covering her with a plaster. I was a little embarrassed. It was something I could have done myself.

He then got up and asked me for the hundredth time

-… Are you sure you're ok…

- Yes! I'm not a little girl either.

- Sorry…

He took his place in the back seat in the same position as me and a rather strange silence ensued. Looking out to sea, I finally really paid attention to the landscape and sincerely found it beautiful. The sky was filled with twinkling stars that looked really close. The moon was so big it felt like you could almost touch it

-Kyle,

- Yes ?

We both looked at the sky

- I'm really sorry...

- no it's me. I start too quickly. I don't know why I react like that to you...

-…

- it didn't really go as you imagined...

- not really, no,

- It's my fault. I ruined everything I think.

- no... it's the bear's fault.

-…

-…

Finally we both laughed heartily.

“In any case the sky is magnificent” I muttered to myself. I felt quite strange…”

At the same time he jumped down and said

- it is better to leave immediately.

- to go where? I asked him stupidly

- well, let's go back… that's what you wanted, right?

-… not quite anymore…

- it's you who's throwing tantrums now, old man. Do you want to go back yes or no?

- No.

- sorry but I am determined to bring you back before anything else happens to you.

- I'm going to break my other knee by refusing to follow you.

He smiled and I liked it better. He was cute. It didn't even surprise me to think that kind of thing anymore.

He came and stood right in front of me

- The fish should no longer be very fresh. And there's only one sleeping bag...

- I will sleep in the car like you said

- I don't really want to anymore...

I saw it coming

- there's no way I'm begging you. We have one point left, that’s all!

We end up grilling the fish over a huge fire that is supposed to last a long time. Then it was time to go to bed. I then got into the car with some sort of shredded fabric that was supposed to serve as a blanket. I closed my eyes for a moment but I couldn't sleep. I often looked through the window.

He was lying in his bag and the fire was still crackling. I wondered if he was asleep, and strange thoughts invaded my mind. What if a snake came by? Or one of those venomous creatures like a spider or a scorpion. And he who was so… fragile. So carefree. I ended up convincing myself that he was fast asleep while a huge scorpion was about to sting him. I then stood up suddenly and hurried towards him, grimacing at the pain my knee was causing me.

- Kyle, what's wrong with you? he said in surprise when he saw me arrive and sat up in his bed.

“Ha… uh…”

Of course no critters passed that way.

- uh… is this thing big enough for two?

- or… ii…?

Obviously he didn't understand anything

- then I sleep with you!

-… can we know why?

- because… because someone has to watch over you while you snore like a carefree person!

- the bear will not come back.

- that I know! THANKS!

“Come on, push yourself!” » I finally ordered him, pushing him. He did not resist and moved aside. Once I was settled in the bag I realized that it was quite strange. And as if that wasn't enough, he turned to me with a sleazy smile and asked

- are you sure you want to sleep, completely cramped, stuck together in a bag with a gay guy?

It was true that we were a little cramped. I could almost feel the breath of his breath... his perfume...

It was funny, I felt like I was getting drunk. I spoke softly, closing my eyes to breathe in his scent a little more.

“We’re friends, aren’t we?” I replied, borrowing his expression, “I fear nothing…”

- even if it's a friend who thinks you'd be a great fit?

-… how?

He had gotten closer and made me a little more intoxicated. His gaze was fixed on mine. I loved that green! And this evening I had the impression that it was shining with a very special brilliance.

When he placed his hand on my neck, just below my ear, I felt myself shudder. It must have been the fresh air...

- I find you completely horny... he whispered in my ear just before I felt his tongue enter it. An electrifying sensation passed through my body and I placed my hands on both sides of his head, protesting weakly.

-Alex…

I didn't even know why I couldn't find the strength to push him away properly.

“Alex, ar…” The rest of my sentence died in my throat as he gently nibbled my earlobe. His lips then slid down my neck without me knowing when, driven by my own will, my head gently bent to the side as if to give him more freedom.

- have you ever wondered what it feels like to kiss a man...?

I wasn't really listening to him anymore, I was in another world, a world populated by emotions and sensations...

His hand slipped under my neck and brought my head close to his. I knew what he was going to do, I knew I had to stop him.

But…

He first took my lower lip between his and sucked on it for a moment before actually kissing me. It was sweet and tender. I had kissed many girls in my life but this was the first time I had been kissed and by a man. It really wasn't the same thing. The sensations that passed through my body at the simple contact of those lips were a hundred times stronger. I could barely master them.

His two hands in my hair gently caressed it while his tongue began to do the same thing to ask for my mouth to open. Alarm bells should have gone off in my head at that moment and screamed in every direction, but nothing happened. On the contrary, I immediately gave him what he wanted and I didn't regret it.

He immediately took full possession of my mouth. His expert tongue slipping everywhere. Stroking my teeth wrapping around my tongue, teasing it. I made a superhuman effort not to answer him but I felt that I would soon give in because the urge that took over me was irresistible.

Fortunately, he ended the kiss just then, allowing me to catch my breath.

I had just kissed a man...

I had just done it and it would have been a lie to myself to pretend not to have liked it.

He released me very gently and I looked away, unwilling to meet his gaze.

I was expecting him to say something like "so what does it matter?" and I had no idea what answer I could give him because there was no way I would tell him at that moment that it was the most beautiful kiss of my entire life.

But, he didn't ask me any questions and simply lay back down, dragging me with him.

Then, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, he put his arm around me and began to sleep. I didn't believe it when after five minutes I felt his regular breath on my forehead. How could he sleep in such a situation when he had just kissed me and I was still almost trembling remembering the pleasure it had given me?

The next day when I woke up he was no longer there. I had a hard time falling asleep and the memory of the kiss we had exchanged haunted me even in my dreams. Needless to say, I slept very poorly.

I wondered what we would be able to say to each other when I found him.

will he act as if nothing had happened as usual?

And me?

Did I really like that kiss? That kiss that Alex, who was supposed to be a simple friend, had given me? Was I becoming gay because I was dating a gay guy?

No not at all! At all ! At all! I… it was a simple kiss… just to know, there were some who tried so many things before finding their place! It was true, I knew perfectly where mine was! I was a straight guy and nothing else! If I had let him do it it was out of pure… curiosity! So! And it certainly won't go any further...