Blake & Ben (A New Beginning) - Chapter 2 - Things Make Sense - Sex Stories

Blake & Ben (A New Beginning) - Chapter 2 - Things Make Sense

... Like an app on my phone or something so I can just scan him. Ya' know... see if he's something I can even pursue. I back out of Facebook and bring up my text messages. I hit the compose button which brings up a blank message screen. I tap the blank spot next to "To: " and begin typing Ben's name. When it pops up, I click on it, adding his name to the recipient spot. I then click down in the free text spot and begin typing out the message. Hey, Ben. What's up? If you're not busy today, my buddy and I may go to the city and grab a bite to eat, maybe go to the mall. You interested? I hit Send. My heart beats quick, stomach churning. Hanging on to what his reply might say. - BENJAMIN JAXON SMITH - I look around at the bare walls of my bedroom. No posters, no pictures, nothing. I didn't even get my bed set or dressed up. I slept on top of the mattress, on my floor. Kind of reminds me of a jail cell - or what I imagine a jail cell to look like. I climb up off my mattress and look around my room, boxes here, bare dresser drawers against the wall, TV stand with my 42" sitting on it, not plugged in. God, today's gonna' be great, I think to myself, sarcastically. Only highlight of my day, so far, was sending a friend request to Blake and him accepting it. I couldn't tell you how happy it made me when he accepted and posted something on my timeline. If there was a "Love" button, I would have chosen that over "Like." I get up and walk over to my window. It is located above the garage and ...

... looks out over the street. I glance down the street at Blake's house. Why does my heart yearn for him so much? I've never believed in love at first sight, but that's kind of what I'm feeling. But, why? I don't even know if he, quote, "Plays for the same team." I hear my phone vibrate. It pulls my gaze away from Blake's house as I lower the window blinds. I climb back onto my mattress, expecting it to be a message from Becca. The screen has already dimmed. I press the button at the bottom of my iPhone, illuminating the screen. My breath becomes trapped in my throat when I see it's a text message from Blake. I swipe the message preview to the right to bring it up in full screen view. Hey, Ben. What's up? If you're not busy today, my buddy and I may go to the city and grab a bite to eat, maybe go to the mall. You interested? I'm smiling so hard right now, I'm surprised my face hasn't torn at the corners of my mouth. I sit there, unable to move my fingers. I'm happy, but petrified at the same time. Of course I want to go. What the hell am I going to wear? How should I act? Jesus Christ, Ben! Pull yourself together! This isn't a date - it's just guys hanging out. Without even thinking, I begin typing in my response. Sure! Sounds great! What time we heading out? I hit send. Since he has an iPhone as well, I see the grey bubble pop up with the three dots as he begins typing his reply. My phone buzzes for a split second as his reply pops up. Oh, I was thinking somewhere around noon. ...