Christmas Vacation by Moit Miller

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Jack thought his best friend Louie was straight, but when they kiss unexpectedly, he wants nothing more than to find out what his friend is hiding under all those layers.

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Jack thought his best friend Louie was straight, but when they kiss unexpectedly, he wants nothing more than to find out what his friend is hiding under all those layers. Will he give in to his base urges, even if it could cost him his oldest friendship?

Excerpt:

Louie leaned closer; his eyebrows were knitted tightly over dark eyes, and the look made Jack shiver.

"How did you know you were a fag?" he whispered.

"You know I hate that word," Jack whispered back, slightly uncomfortable about the topic. Although Louie backed him up without comment when the other kids at school cracked homophobic jokes after Jack came out in freshman year, the two of them never actually talked about it. Doing so now seemed a little out of character.

Louie blinked slowly and licked his lips. Jack had never really noticed how full they were. "When did you know you were gay, Jack?"

"I've always known. I don’t think there was ever a time in my life that I didn’t know that I was at least different from the other boys my age."

"You don't act like a f-gay guy."

"You don't act like a straight guy."

Louie didn't reply to that.

"Why are we whispering?" Jack asked finally.

"I think I might be gay."

Jack cracked a smile. "I think that's the eggnog talking. You've probably had enough for one night." He picked up their half-empty glasses from the coffee table, but Louie grabbed his wrist. Before Jack could protest, Louie was crashing their mouths together. With the tumblers in his hands, Jack could do little more than accept the advance. His heart was going a mile a minute. The alcohol made his mind just a bit too fuzzy to function properly, but his body was readily responding to the kiss. Finally gathering his wits about him, he pushed at Louie with both hands, pressing the glasses he held into the other man’s chest. “What are you doing?” he panted, sounding less than annoyed, even to his own ears.

"Tell me you don't want me and I'll stop." Louie took the glasses from Jack's hands and set them back on the coffee table. "Tell me," he said, ghosting his lips over Jack's. "Tell me you don't want me and I promise it will be like this never happened."

“Louie—I don’t—”

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