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Barely Legal ((Closed to vetchic))

His eyes snapped open and as the door opened and he pulled his bag over his lap. " Jesh man! Dont you even knock?!" he snapped as he threw the magazine to the other side of the bed.
 
His eyes snapped open and as the door opened and he pulled his bag over his lap. "
Instantly, Chet looked away, his face filling with color, "D-dammit! I'm sorry, man!! I-I... I didn't mean to!" he covered his eyes before nearly walking into the door on the way out.

He quickly ran out of the room, and back to his own room, his heart racing.
 
He waited till chet had left before standing and zipping up his pants before gathering his magazines and stashing them in their normal spot. He felt kinda bad for yelling at him, sighing he crossed the room and stepped out into the hall. He quickly walked over to chets room and knocked on his door. " look man..., im sorry for yelling."
 
"I-it's fine..." he muttered from the other side of the door, his face still red and his heart racing. "I-it really is...forget about it... it didn't happen..." he bit his lip. The other was so attractive and so goofy and charming... seeing him like that... well, it confused Chet. It confused his body, at least. Chet knew he was gay from the start, but never would he consider forming a crush on the worst guy to form a crush on- his future step brother, of all people!
 
He rubbed his fore head for a moment before sighing. " I-Im going to go take a shower." he muttered before turning around and heading over to the bathroom the two shared. He need a shower, after swimming in the school pool it wasnt smart not to. He closed the door and turned the shower on, then stripped. He groaned softly when he looked down to see his cock still hard. " damnit"
 
Chet said, "Y-yea... yea.. good idea," taking a deep breath, the blond sat down on his bed, shaking his head with a red face. However, when he heard the other say dammit, he walked up to the door of the jack and jill bathroom, which connected Chet and Reese's room and knocked saying, "Are you okay?"
 
Hearing a knock he quickly looked over to the other door. " Um yay, just fine. " he called over as he stepped under the running water. Damnit, why him? Why did it have to be him. He gripped his still hard cock and gave it a few short pumos, biting his lip to hold back his moans. He wasnt gay... Was he?
 
"Oh... alright..." he said, slightly perplexed. "If you mean it..." he scratched the back of his head and then went back to his bed and laid down, taking out his homework and looking over it.
 
He quickly washed up before stepping out and turning the water off. Wrapping a towel around himself he stepped out of the bathroom and into his room. He couldnt be falling for chet... He wouldnt. Sure he was kinda cute, but it was just wrong.
 
Once he knew that the other was done showering, he called from his room, saying, "Hey, how did you like your first day of swim practice anyway?"
 
" It was alright, didnt really do much thou, compared to my last team i mean. " he called back as he quickly got dressed before drying his hair. " not much competition to."
 
Looking rather annoyed with Reese's reply, he walked right through the bathroom and into his room, "What did you say about my swim team? I think we're all pretty good, if you ask me... may I remind you it's the first day and we're just warming up?" he was rather agitated. "Next you're going to say you're better than me..."
 
Reese looked over at him as he burged into his room. " I am better then you, little squirt" he grinning teasingly over at him. " We both know it."
 
"You are not!" he snapped suddenly, holding up his fist and glaring towards the other, "And don't you say that again! You think you're so tough, then tomorrow after school tomorrow, since we have no pracitce, I am going to challenge you to swimming right here in our pool!"
 
Reese chuckled and shrugged as he spoke and threatened him. " Alright. What ever stops the babtly from crying." he laughed before tthrowing his wet towel over to the hamper in the corner of the room.
 
"Fuck you..." he growled quietly, turning his back to the other, "Swimming is my thing..." he started feeling himself even on the verge of tears. It was the one thing he still had after all these changes- and Reese had to come in and be better at it than him. He stormed off, slamming the door behind him, causing a wall clock to fall off the wall.
 
Reese simply shrughed as chet stormed off. When the clock fell he walked over to where it landed and picked it up, making sure it wasnt damaged before hanging it back up. " Immature little pup." he muttered under his break.
 
When Chet heard Reese say that, he instead stayed on his bed, crying because he didn't want to even deal with the other. How dare he say he's immature like that when he was the one who had a job.
 
Reese could hear chet sobbing in his room. He felt a tang of guilt but quickly pushed it down. Maybe he should let himwin tomorrow, it would help with his popularity. But what fun would that be? He looked at his watch, his father would be back in about three hours. Yawning he left his room and headed towards the living room.
 
Chet fell asleep eventually curled up in a ball while listening to his ipod. About an hour later, Chet woke up and walked down the stairs, a look of complete exhaustion and anxiety on his face. He went into the kitchen and grabbed himself beer, thinking that Reese was up in his room and that he had just left the television on. He believed he could sneak a few drinks before anyone noticed- ontop of the AP classes he took, being on the swim team and also president of the Latin club and show choir, he wasn't handling the stress lately. Recently, he found comfort in drinking beers that one of his teammates stole for him. He knew it was illegal, but he also knew it worked well for him.
 
Reese heard chet come down the stairs about two hours later. Grinning he figured he could get one last tease in before heading to bed. Getting up he quietly walked out the living room and over to the kitchen. " Hay squirt.... Dude what the hell?!" he snapped when he saw chet holding a beer. " Are you nuts?!"
 
"What..." Chet looked at him, slightly confused looking- he drank a lot more than he usual did for some reason- and found himself, a naturally scrawny guy to be a pretty big lightweight. Usually a smart guy, he would have tried to come up with a clever cover story, but instead he said dumbly, "Want suuumm..." Holding out the beer to the other.
 
Reese bearly drank, and when he did, he only had a few. He stromed over to him grabbing the beer from him. " You are in so much shit. Get your ass in your room." he snapped as he replaced the beer in the frige. He wasnt exactly mad at chet for sneaking a drink, but reeses dad was a big no alcohol guy, and he counted all the beers in the frige before going to be. " Now!"
 
Chet looked towards the other, taken aback before walking back up the stairs, nearly stumbling a few times, swearing and muttering under his breath. When he got to his room, he just laid down on the bed and bit his lip, not really sure what he was supposed to do now.
 
Reese ran his fingures throu his hair before following chet up the stairs and to his room. " okay, lets get things straight. If you want to drink, do it safely, secretly, and out of the house. My dad is a huge no alcohol guy, and if he finds out about this, youll be in so much shit. Second, im not a drinker, so dont let me cetch you again, got it?"
 
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