Hey everyone. This is RichardAdams, here to answer some of the questions you may have about me. For starters, yes, I am eighteen years old, as my email address suggests. As for email, I do accept the messages some of you send and I very much appreciate them. But I am choosing not to respond to any of them.

I see it as a matter of safety. It's not that I don't trust any of you; it's just that there are a few creepy people out there that I do not want to be involved with. You may keep sending me emails, but just know I am not going to respond. As for updates to my story, I'm probably going to post two chapters a week. It may be more or less depending on my work load that week. I'm starting college in the fall and I'm not sure what my schedule will be like then. But I'll keep working my hardest in order to give you guys a great story.

I apologize for the mid-week update. I had to prepare for several AP exams. But I'm finished and now I can focus on what I love to do: write. Oh, and by the way, Richard isn't my first name. RichardAdams is a pen name I created. Care to guess what my real first name is? You can probably get it in no time.

Thank you so much for all the support you all have given me. I only discovered my passion for writing a year ago and am already working on eight different stories ('Am I...?' being the only erotic one right now. I mostly write young adult fiction). I'm even working with my editor to get one of my works published. Wish me luck with that!

Once again, thank you all so very much for all the kind words you have given me. Now, without much further ado, here's Chapter 5 of 'Am I...?'


A bright stream of light flashes right in my face, waking me from my sleep. I look over to the side of my bed and see my clock. 7:03 A.M. God damn you, sun...

I sit up in my bed and stretch out my arms, hearing about a dozen or so different cracks. But as I bring my arms back down, my left arm accidently bumps something smooth and firm. I look down and feel my heart instantly start to beat twice as fast. I actually forgot Leo's right next to me, having spent the night in my bed.

Memories flash through my head of the previous night. Carrying Leo up here, tucking him into my bed, sliding in next to him, and...the kiss. How could I have forgotten the kiss? The one kiss in my life that actually felt like something? And that something felt...amazing. The more I think about it, the faster my heart rate goes.

The feeling of Leo's warm, wet tongue dancing with my own, the taste of Leo and how I couldn't get enough it him, how hard my ejaculation was from just the feeling of making out with Leo, all of it was euphoric. I suddenly see my bed sheets starting to pitch a tent at my waist. I reach down and feel my cock, as hard as a piece of iron.

But I also notice another thing. There's another tent in my bed, and this one isn't coming from me. The sheets down by Leo's groin are standing a solid ten inches off the bed! I can't stop looking at it, and it isn't even Leo's cock itself!

It takes all my will power to pull myself away from it and to crawl out of bed. I quickly put on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts and wait for my dick to calm down before I head downstairs. I don't want to scare Mom this early in the morning.

Thankfully, I'm flaccid about a minute later and walk out my door, being careful not to make too much noise. I head downstairs and find Mom and Dad sitting in the living room watching the morning news. They both hear me walking and turn around. "Hi sweetie," says Mom. "This is weird. You usually sleep until about ten on the weekends."

"Yeah, I kind of...just woke up. Hey, I know this is going to sound a bit weird, but do either of you know how to cure a hangover?"

They both glance to each other, a little lost. "Um...I do," says Dad. "Why? I thought you said you weren't going to drink at your party last night."

"I didn't. It's for Leo. He got a bit wasted last night and he spent the night here. He's asleep in my bed right now."

"Where did you sleep?" Mom asks.

I feel my face turn a little red. "Um...I just slept in the same bed. It wasn't too bad."

No it was not...

"Well, for a hangover, there really is no set way to cure it," says Dad. "But water and ibuprofen help to reduce the pain he's feeling and the water can help with the dehydration he has. When he feels up to it, have him eat an omelet or something. Eggs help to calm a stomach down and a lot of vegetables in the omelet, like red pepper, onion, and broccoli, help too."

And there's Dad the doctor, never a day off in his life. "Water, ibuprofen, and a vegetable omelet. Got it. Thanks Dad."

I walk to the kitchen and quickly fill a glass up with water and grab three ibuprofens. I head back upstairs and quietly walk back into my room, only to hear a low moan. "Mom, turn off the God damn sun..."

Well, Leo's up. I walk over to his side of the bed and set the glass of water down on the nightstand. "Sorry Leo," I whisper. "Your mom isn't here. You just need to deal with me."

He looks at me for a second before his eyes go wide. "Josh! W-What am I...? Ow...my fucking head..."

"Here, take these." I hand him the three pills and the glass of water. "Try to drink all of the water. It should be able to help with the headache."

Leo sits up a bit and tosses the pills into his mouth and slowly drinks the water, taking long, deep gulps, his Adams apple bobbing with every gulp. He finishes the water and hands the glass back to me. "Thanks," he whispers. "Can you do me a favor and close the blinds or something? It feels like the sun's thirty times brighter than normal."


I walk around the room and close all the blinds and shut all the curtains, making it seem like night outside. "So much better..." Leo says.

Seeing as there's no other seat in the room, I walk over to the other side of the bed and crawl back in next t Leo. He leans back and sets his head back down on the pillow and closes his eyes. 'Going back to sleep?" I ask.

"No, but closing my eyes does ease the pain a bit. Plus, I think talking to you helps too." He reaches up and scratches his stomach and with his eyes closed, feels around his mid section. "Why am I not wearing a shirt?"

"Oh, when I brought you here, I just threw you into my bed without a second thought of giving you any clothes. You were probably too drunk to even get a shirt on anyway."

He moans to himself and rubs his face with the palm of his hands. "God, how embarrassing was I?"

"Not too bad. You managed to make a lot of money from girls stuffing bills into your stripper underwear, which by the way you're still wearing."

"Oh shit."

He sits back up and reaches underneath the sheet. "W-What're you doing?" I ask.

"Why does it look like I'm doing? I'm taking these damn boxer briefs off."


Before I can object, Leo's hand comes back with the bright red stripper underwear and now I have a naked guy in my bed. Leo tosses the underwear to the floor and exhales loudly. "So much better. My dick can finally breathe again."

The bulge of Leo's dick sticks out through the sheets, even though he's flaccid. "Jealous are we?"

I look back to Leo and see he's smiling at me with a mischievous grin. Fuck! He saw me looking. "S-Sorry, it's just...really hard to miss."

"Six inches soft, eleven inches hard. I'm pretty damn proud of it."

Eleven fucking inches?! Jesus Christ, that makes my dick seem so much more insignificant. "W-Wow," is all I can manage to get out.

Leo laughs a bit and tucks his hands behind his head, causing his biceps to flex and showing me his lightly haired armpits. The sheets slide down his body and his abs reveal themselves, four of them, the other four hidden by my bed sheet. With every deep breath, Leo's chest rises and falls, as do his hardened pecs and small pink nipples.

My mind suddenly goes back to last night, specifically to when Leo wiggled away from me. His slurred words flow into my ears. 'I loooveeee youuuu, Jooossshhh...'

How much I wanted to hear those words come out of his mouth. Finally, after two months of constant questioning, debating, and wondering, those four simple words did it for me. They made me realize two things. One: I'm in love with Leo Trigon. And two: I'm gay.

But were Leo's words actually him? Or was it the alcohol talking? I can't wait anymore now that I finally know who I am. "Um...Leo?"

"What's up?" he asks, sounding a lot better than when I walked in.

"Um...last night...when I got you into bed. Something...happened..."

Leo un-tucks his hands from behind his head and sits up. "What do you mean?"

"Uh...just as you were about to go to sleep...you went and...kissed me. And after you kissed me...you said you...loved me."

In my peripheral, I can see Leo's eyes go as wide as they can go. "J-Josh...I can..."

"Before you say anything," I interrupt, "let me say a few things first. Leo, I completely understand if that was the beer doing all the work and talking for you and it meant nothing. But for me, Leo, it meant...so much."

I can see Leo just staring at me, not saying a word. "Leo, ever since I first met you back on the first day of school, I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. Your smile, your dark blue eyes, everything about you has been on my mind."

There isn't enough power in me to even look at Leo, so I just stare down at my bed sheets. "When you said you loved me, it was the greatest thing I had ever heard. And when you kissed me, I loved every second of it. Leo, you helped me see that I was lying to myself, that I wasn't being who I was."

A sudden drop of water falls onto my sheets, followed by another. This is so much harder than I thought it would be. "Leo...I'm gay. And I'm in love with you."

My eyes clench shut as I let more tears fall. Leo isn't making a sound. I can't even hear him breathing. "I-I know this is hard for you to hear, and it's even harder for me to say. If you don't feel the same way about me, I understand and hope this doesn't affect our friendship in any way. But I just..."

A sudden touch comes to the side of my face and my head turns to my left. I open my eyes and see Leo only a few inches away from my face. He takes his free hand and wipes my eyes and cheeks dry. "Please don't cry in front of me," he says. "It'll only make me cry."

Leo doesn't take his hand away from my face. "B-But..." I stammer.

"Josh, please just shut up."

Leo moves quickly toward me and his lips connect with mine. There's no tongue, no spit, no sloppy noises, just our lips, and the same feeling from last night comes back twice as strong. Leo pulls back after a few seconds and smiles at me. "L-Leo..."

"Josh, I've felt the exact same way about you when I first saw you standing with Mark and Shawn. You're...perfect. Your body is perfect, your face is perfect, your smile, your personality, you. You're perfect. When I found out I was sitting next to you in Biology, I jumped for joy on the inside. And when we were walking down the hall together after class, I never wanted to leave your side."

I stare in disbelief at Leo. He's had the exact same feelings as I have. "The time you and I have spent together have been the most amazing two months in my entire life," Leo continues, his eyes starting to look wet. "And now that I'm sitting here with you, I can finally say...I love you, Josh. I love you."

Leo suddenly starts to cry and I do the same thing he did for me. I wipe his face dry and smile at him and he smiles back. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and pull him into another kiss. A sudden bolt shoots up my back and causes my body to jerk. Leo pulls away and looks at me in concern. "What's wrong?"

"I-I don't know. I guess...I'm excited?"

Leo's eyes look down and he slowly smiles. "I can tell..."

I look down too and see a very noticeable bulge in my pants. My face instantly turns red. "S-Sorry," I say. "I'm...just not used to this kind of stuff. I've never even had a girlfriend before."

Leo seems to turn a bit red too. "Me neither. I'm incredibly nervous right now. Maybe we should take things slow. I'm not ready for...you know...quite yet."

I nod understandingly. "Can we at least kiss some more?"

He responds with his pristine smile and a hard kiss. I feel Leo's strong arms wrap around my back and he pulls me closer to him. I do the same and hug his broad shoulders. We both slide down onto the bed and the kiss gets even hotter. I slide my tongue out of my mouth and slides across Leo's teeth, asking for access.

Leo's mouth opens even wider and his tongue meets mine. Our tongues dance with each other, mixing our spit in the most incredible sensation I've ever felt. I separate myself from Leo and see a thin string of saliva connect our lips.

All of a sudden, I feel something poking me in the leg. I look up at Leo and see he's even redder than before. "I guess I'm excited too," he says.

I lift up the sheet and my eyes nearly pop out of my head. Leo's cock is pressing against my leg, all eleven, hard inches of it. "Holy shit," I say.

My hand reaches for Leo's dick before I can even think about doing so. I wrap my hand around the hard shaft and hear Leo suck in a sharp breath. "T-Two can play at that game..." Leo reaches over and his hand slides down into my shorts and takes my cock in a firm grip. "Damn Josh. You're pretty big yourself."

"Eight inches. Not as big as you, but..."

"It's amazing."

Leo quickly takes his hand back and spits into it and he grabs me again. His hand suddenly starts moving up and down my cock, sending wave after wave of pleasure through me. "L-Leo," I breathe out. "I thought you said you weren't ready..."

"I don't see this as sex. So I'm okay with helping the guy I love jerk off."

He keeps at his feverous pace and all of I sudden, I raise my hand to my mouth and get some lube too. I grab Leo's cock and start to jerk him off, running over every inch of his meat. I slide my pants down to give Leo better access and he lets go of my dick and grabs my shirt and starts to slip it off me.

Once my shirt's off, Leo runs his free hand over my torso, going over my pecs and each ab. "Beautiful," he quietly says.

Our paces quicken and our breaths start to get heavy. Leo takes two of his fingers and pinches my left nipple, sending a sharp electric shock through my body and causing me to moan in pleasure. I grab Leo's head and pull him into me and we meet in a steamy kiss, our tongues swirling together in perfect unity.

The pleasure starts to become too much for me and I feel my orgasm coming on. I pull away from Leo. "L-Leo, I-I'm going to...cum..."

"Go ahead. Let it out. I want to see you cum."

Leo's hand moves up and down my cock even faster and my cock starts to surge. "I-I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"

Jet after jet of white, hot cum shoots out of the tip of my cock and hits me in the face, chest, stomach, and neck. I've never cum on myself before, but the warm cum feels so good. "I love it," says Leo.

I feel a familiar surge in my hand and see Leo's turned red and his breathing is labored. "I'm cumming too," he says.

With a few more pumps, cum explodes out of Leo's cock with speed and force I've never seen before. Strings and strings of cum fly out of Leo's cock, landing in his hair, on his face, chest, torso, and even some lands in his mouth.

Leo grabs my head and pulls me into a fevered kiss, our spit and his cum mixing together. I've never tasted cum before and it takes a bit salty, but it's not too bad. But when I'm kissing Leo and we're sharing his cum, it's the most wonderful taste I've ever tasted.

Leo and I separate and smile at each other, cum and spit on both of our lips. "I love you so much," I say.

"And I love you."

I pull him into another kiss, a warm happiness filling my chest. All of a sudden, there's a small click and a little creak, the sound of a door opening. I pull away from Leo and am met by greying dark brown hair, a thin five o'clock shadow, grey eyes, and a very shocked face, a face I know all too well. "DAD!!!"



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