Tasting Jeremy 2.0 (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Three (3)

Matthews p.o.v

Out of Tyler and Owen, Owen has always been the shy and most unsocial one. He got embarrassed easily too. Owen would never want to be touched by Tyler when I was in the room. I didn't mind because what they were doing was none of my business anyway, but he was also the one parent who spoiled me the most as a baby... Well, that's why Tyler said. Apparently, every time I would cry at night for the first couple months when I came home, Owen would be up and rocking me back to sleep, he never complained like you see in the movies. Tyler said he had a "heart of steel", and not even him being tired would stop him from getting up and out of bed.

I had always seen Owen as having more of the female role in the relationship: his hair was medium length, just covering his eyebrows giving him bangs, his ears were covered, and his hair went down to just the nape of his neck. He was a good head shorter than Tyler, he also stayed at home while Tyler worked. While Owen had that cute baby face, Tyler was more masculine looking, his hair was short and styled in a messy, 'bed head' look, with the more muscular frame.

The two fit together so perfectly it made me jealous. I wanted someone to hold the way Tyler does Owen. I want someone to run their fingers through my hair while I sit between their legs. I want somebody to look at me so lovingly, and as much as I wanted that one person to be Jeremy, I know it will never happen.

"This is just delicious!" Jeremy moaned, causing Owen to go red in the face and me to stiffen in my seat, "You are such a good cook." He moaned again shoving some more pasta into his mouth. Oh gosh.

"Thanks!" Owen squeaked out, taking a bite of his own pasta.

Chuckling, Tyler wrapped an arm around his shoulder giving him a kiss on the cheek before pulling away. "So how was school today boys?" He looked between the both of us.

I nodded my head shrugging, "Good, nothing really happened."

"Except you failing foods." Jeremy mumbled, making me hiss at him.

Tyler raised an eyebrow, seeming to pick up what Jeremy said. "What?"

I turned my head to glare at Jeremy, pinching his neck, "Nothing." Jeremy squealed. "It was actually really good, are you guys coming to my soccer game?"

Owen nodded smiling but it was Tyler who replied, "When is it?"

"Saturday." Jeremy said, eating the last of the noodles on his plate.

"Probably." Owen chuckled, putting some more pasta on his plate.

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"Mmph." I grunted swinging my leg over a couple of pillows, or legs.

"What the fuck, Matt." My legs were shoved down and I toppled off the bed at the sudden movement.

"Matthew!" Tyler's voice travelled up the stairs and he shoved the door open into my room, raising an eyebrow at my dishevelled state on the floor, Owen appeared behind him with a worried look on his face. "Um..." He cleared his throat, "You guys looked like you were having fun." He commented, causing Owen to blush, and giggle, and me to just scowl. Really, did he have to say that?

I looked at Jeremy only to see him smirk, "You know it Mr. Williams. I hope he wasn't too loud." He looked down at me licking his lips. He was doing it again! His tongue poked out just long enough to swipe his bottom lip, then one of his blue eyes winking at me.

Blinking suddenly, I rolled on my back facing Tyler, "No! We didn't do anything!" I clawed at his legs seeing a weird look on his face before heaving myself at Owen. "Nothing! He's lying!" I wailed pathetically as Tyler picked Owen away from me, turned around and walked away.

Jeremy started laughing, throwing himself back on my bed, his naked chest rising and lowering. His abs flexing every time he breathed, making my groin tingle.

"Shut up." I grunted, standing up myself and throwing a pillow on his face.

"You want it!" I do.

I rolled my eyes before walking out of my bedroom and to the bathroom.

By the time I was finished with my cold shower, Jeremy had gone to his house.

"Morning!" I yelled as I walked down the stairs fully dressed in a blue plaid button up and a pair of black straight legged jeans. "Oh..." I paused as when I took a step into the kitchen, squinting my eyes awkwardly at the scene in front of me. "Ill just take this." I grabbed a lunch on the cupboard, "And go..." I mumbled, before twirling back around and walking out the door to see Jeremy already leaning against his side of the fence.

"So after school I have an hour for training for our game, then me and the guys are going to get something to eat after." I nodded my head, "Are you coming or not?"

I shrugged, "Am I allowed?" I had this whole thing where I didn't like going places with Jeremy and his friends, because none of them would ever talk to me... And I would just be sitting there like the fifteenth wheeler I am.

"Of course you are! You're like my other half!" He thumped my back twice, hard. "Sorry." He apologized after seeing me wince.

I shrugged as my response. We kept walking until we reached the school and as we arrived, we had a good half an hour to forty-five minutes before school officially started, so Jeremy went to go see Patty and I sat beside my locker reading a book that Owen loaned to me. I don't necessarily like reading though, but I had to admit this was a very interesting one. Deafening Creatures, was the title, and it was about an angel who devoured souls for a living, but one escaped.

"Hey." When I heard a bad bring dropped down my head snapped in the direction.

"Oh, Braeden, hey." I smiled, he was in the kitchens group next to mine.

He nodded his head, dropping next to me, his dark black hair resting just over his eyes, it was thick and coarse. But no doubt he had nice sharp facial features, light brown eyes with a fare skin tone. I never understood why everyone thought he was weird, he looked totally normal plus, everybody stares.

He pursed his lips, "Am I... Not allowed to sit here?"

"What?" My eyebrows knitted together, what?

"Oh, nothing." He smiled, suddenly perking up. "What are you reading?" Braeden poked the book I forgot I had in my lap.

"Deafening Creatures." I placed the bookmark in and handed it over to him.

"They have this at the school library I think." He mumbled, turning the book to its back to read the summary. "Sounds good." He nodded, handing it back. It stayed awkwardly silent before he started speaking again, "Sooo, hows foods? I noticed the teacher pulled you into his office."

"I'm failing." I deadpanned with a shrug, I wasn't so worried about him knowing.

"So you got the whole video recording?" I replied with a nod. "Do you have a partner already?"

I squinted my eyes in suspicion, noticing how his thumbs twiddled with one another, but I didn't say anything. 'The kid that's stares at you all the time.' Tyson comment replayed in my head. I just couldn't bring myself to believe all those things he said about him though.

"Nope." I popped my lips, "Woah, wait! I mean I do!" I corrected myself.

A sad smile spread across his lips, "I understand if you didn't want me to." He pushed himself to get up, an annoyed look slipping on his face.