Contents

Author's Note

Chapter 1: Plans

Chapter 2: The Club

Chapter 3: First Time

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Alice

My name is Alice, and I’m feeling unhappy with the state of affairs in my little brother’s life. Alex just turned 18 yesterday and as of today, he is still a virgin. If I cornered him into having a conversation about sex, I know he would blush and stammer and claim otherwise but deep down in my heart, I know my brother is still a virgin. Furthermore, I am one hundred percent certain that he is a flamingly gay, take it up the butt, raging homosexual. Though again, if I tried to confront him, he would absolutely deny it to the grave.

Despite my best efforts to encourage him out of his shell, Alex has steadfastly refused to acknowledge he’s gay or how to go about actually acting on his attraction. Growing up together I have always known Alex was different, and I’ve loved him for it. Our parents are oblivious of course, but It’s always been obvious to me that he doesn’t like girls and was going to eventually have to come out of the closet. I’d thought for sure he would have managed to hook up with a guy during one of the many parties he attended throughout high school, but there has been no luck there. There was a disastrous attempt with a girl, that quickly spread throughout the entire school, and since Alex has been radio silent about dating or romance in general.

I’ve decided for Alex that this has to stop. Having just turned 18, I’d expected to find my brother out of the closet, going out at all times of the day and night, etc., however that hasn’t been the case at all. I’m back home from college for the summer, so this is going to give me lots of ample time to start planning on hooking Alex up. I’m going to make it my mission to get Alex laid.

“Oh Alex, why do you have to make it so hard for yourself sometimes” I mutter out loud, eyes glossed over as I think about the situation. Suddenly a thought comes into my mind, and I chuckle maniacally as a plan begins to form in my head.

“Hmph, well that settles it then. I think I might know just the guy for Alex, and just how I’m going to get him out of his shell” I think, grinning in triumph as I start laying out the foundation for my sinister plan.

***

Alex

I close my locker door, slamming it shut for the last time in his high school career. Shaking my head, I quickly heft up my heavy book bag filled with textbooks and my laptop across my shoulder and began shambling along out the front doors of the school.

I navigate my way through the crowds of teenagers leaving the school, and suddenly jump and stifle a yell as I feel the unexpected touch of a hand drop on my arm and squeeze it tightly startling me. Looking over at the owner of the hand I see my best friend, Damian, laughing at my reaction and stare angrily at him for a moment before smiling back and chuckling at his antics.

Damian is 6 feet tall, brown curly hair, brown eyes, with dark skin that contrasts sharply against his glowing white teeth. He has a smile that could stop hearts if you weren’t prepared for it. More than a few of our classmates have fallen for his charms throughout the high school senior year, and he has developed somewhat of a reputation as a womanizer. Even with that reputation though, he’s still one of the most likable guys around and I can’t help but harbor a small crush on him.

“Dude, you need to stop doing that! You literally could have given me a heart attack.” I say in exasperation, for what feels like the millionth time.

“Nah, otherwise how would I get to enjoy seeing you freak out each time I do it? Besides Alex, you need to loosen up a little; you’re too wound up all the time. Why don’t you live a little?” Damian jokingly replies back, laughing at the look on my face.

“You know I don’t like being startled like that, but whatever obviously it’s not going to stop you anyway.” I say, resigned to this aspect of our friendship.

“Whatever. Anyway, what did you think about your last day in high school? Happy it’s over, or sad and filled with ennui at the end of it all?” Damian asks, exaggerating the last words.

I can’t help but snort, Damian is a character. “Yeah, I’m so filled with melancholy. Will you be the one to save me?” I say, batting my eyelashes at him and swooning at him as if I’m a damsel in distress.

Damian hams it up, laughing as he swoops me up into his arms pulling me into them and against his broad shoulders and firm muscles. I can feel them through his cotton shirt, and I blush and bury my face into his chest.

“Damian, you know you can be a royal pain in the ass right?” I say, my voice muffled into his shoulder as he carries me bridal style through the parking lot to my car.

“Why I never! Here I am just carrying a damsel in distress to his vehicle, and he insults me.” He replied, acting offended while fighting back a smile.

“Right, well you can put the damsel in distress down now” I state, my blush having now faded enough to allow me to reveal my face to Damian without embarrassment.

“As my lady wishes” he states, placing me down by the driver’s door and bowing down to me teasingly.