Thirdly

Brandon Myers threw the brush across the room in frustration. - I'd say "don't do that, you need that brush" but considering his wispy hair, he probably doesn't. If he believed in the concept of a thing called muse, he would've accused it of abandoning him. - Isn't Tyler one of your muses? Unlike the heavily stylized painting of Tyler’s masturbating in the moonlight, this sketch was true to life. - ...which is also unlike my fanart of this fanart. Several times his heart pounded in fear as he watched Tyler getting tackled and abused by members of the football team. And his heart soared in pride as he saw Tyler standing on top of the table, victorious. - Awwww you really do like him, admit it. After Tyler had left, he spent half the night staring at the blank canvas and the other half trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in his twin bed. - The excitement of getting all that scrap metal at a bargain must have soured, too. He’d just have to think of Tyler as a mistaken distraction and leave it at that. That would be the last time he’d think with his dick instead of his head. - *opens mouth to say something and then closes it again* Ashley was his oldest and only friend. She was blonde, busty with a curvy body and bubbly personality. - Hello, Ashley. 👀 “You know what you need,” Ashley said as if she just thought of something brilliant. “You need to find a boyfriend who actually likes being with you.” - *waves arms frantically in her direction* Yes. This! It didn’t take Tyler long to find a replacement. And just as he feared, it was a girl that had replaced him. - It's not what you think! Honest! Christine's just a budding new bestie, we swear! “You get hurt, either he breaks your heart or your nose, sometimes both,” Brandon said bluntly. - Brandon's been through some shit.

Brandon had chosen a black hoodie, black ripped jeans, but today his hair was spiked and his eye make-up looked like he slept in it again. His hands were still stained with paint and Tyler thought he looked absolutely gorgeous. - Boy's a beaut. I can't argue that. Though he needs to start taking better care of his skin and wash that makeup off before crashing. “What about this?” She asked as she bent down to look at his knee. “Your pants are ruined.” - I knew the outfit wouldn't come out unscathed! She cleaned his knee and looked up at him and said quietly, “Sometimes it drives me crazy just how much like your father you are.” - 🤣 “What about it? We had fun, you’ll learn that most guys just move on to the next fuck. It’s better for you to learn that lesson now.” - Ah, first couple's fight, here we go. His father visibly relaxed as he chuckled. “I believe your mother dislikes that man even more than I do. You should probably stay away from that junkyard and the man that owns it. He’s been nothing but trouble since the day he was born.” - Parents seem to have a wilder backstory than the teens. “You can’t keep saying things like this and expect me not to be curious,” Tyler complained loudly as his father stood up. “It’s like you have this whole hidden past and it’s driving me crazy.” - Exactly! What he said!

They had an unspoken rule between them. Anything could be canceled if sex was involved. - Boys will be boys. For now, he had to pick out the perfect outfit for the first day of school. - Why do I have the feeling this perfect outfit's gonna get trashed? They had made the mistake of dressing alike once before and they looked ridiculous. That day had also been captured in the school yearbook for all to see. - Besties do think alike. Anyone can jump on the table to challenge, but the winner is the one that stays on top of the table. I’ve been waiting three years to be able to do this. - In my high school, it was just whoever got there first saved the table for others. We were able to sit at the same table at lunch most of the time. But it also wasn't reserved. So, I can understand how enticing it would be to claim a table for a whole year with everyone else backing off from it. “It seemed every time you turned around you were getting slammed to the ground,” Mindy said with a laugh. “No one even touched Devin.” - Jealousy? He did kick that one guy in the balls, too.

Yessss, BW you can do it! Prompts have no deadlines, only the ones we ourselves setup.

I'd have become diabetic by the time I got my Bachelors.

Girl, even when you're not physically present, you're present in our hearts. Dont even fret about that. 🥰

Also, I don't want to jump in on the last deep philosophical comments, but as a lesbian that was Tyler-level questioning...most of what I read in this chapter regarding hormonal youth stumbling around is similar to what I experienced, and I don't even have the same equipment. Clingers subconsciously clinging and not meaning to turn on their sleeping partner? Check. Mind fogging with lust and trying to make the most of the time given with that person? Check. Wide eyes and rosy cheeks? Not so much. My past partners and I had enough melanin we couldn't even tell if we were blushing. 😂 But, again... horny youths, not ultra flowery poetry of two amorous souls swimming in emotional bliss. That's not to say all experiences are like that, regardless of age or experience. But it makes what Tyler and Brandon are sorting out no less realistic or valid.

He smiled and said in wonder, “That was fucking intense.” - That basically summarizes this whole chapter. I didn’t think it would hurt so much.” - What the...you've seen how big Brandon is!! How did you not anticipate this? 🤣 Brandon didn’t know if he’d ever get the chance to fuck Tyler again. So if this was the last time, then he wanted it to be something neither one of them would ever forget. - Hell yeah. You go tap that booty, Brandon. Tyler’s eyes widened as Brandon folded his legs back until they were almost touching his ears. - Wait, just how flexible...the last time I was any kind of flexible I was 14. “Hey Alexa,” Tyler shouted out. “Add lube to my shopping cart.” - 🤣

I'm back. Sheech, people, let me read. Now, where was I? Right! He was supposed to meet his friend for his grandmother’s birthday party and he was already twenty minutes late. - Oh yeah, he's totally toast. Don't know what he'd have to do to get in Devon's good graces again cause close friends forgive, but besties hold grudges forever. LMAO! “It’s almost noon,” Tyler replied with a big yawn. “It’s too early,” Brandon muttered. - I never pegged Brandon to be the 'rising with the daisies' type, either. Tyler did make sure to leave space so his boner wouldn’t poke into Brandon’s butt. - As considerate as this is, I doubt Brandon cares. He wriggled his hips a bit which caused Tyler to shiver from the contact. He said contentedly, “That’s better.” - Like I said. (And I'm pausing here, be back later)

Okay! I'm here. According to the metadata, I left off on chap 8. Dag-freaking-nabbit. Hold that thought, I'll be back.

I third this, and not just because my penname's Thirdly. 🤣 I have much love for everyone mentioned and several others Bennie doesn't know yet. But we all have a soft spot for Chris. ❤️

You just walked right into that one. 😈

What a fun surprise during lunch break. If this is what you consider revenge for all the tearjerker scenes, you're not doing it right. I can't believe it's almost been a whole year. You better not go anywhere, Bennie.

I'm more invested in the choice Cookie Monster has to make in that gif. 🤣 Can't he have both?

I'm trying real hard to NOT be one of these. I promise I'm like 75% done.

I don't know how I landed here... but here I thought I held grudges when I was a kid. This guy outright shattered the naughty list mold to smithereens. I wonder if the elves or Mrs. Claus would think to look at the naughty list to seek justice (unless the list no longer tracks the naughty when they reach adulthood). One would think if he still believed in him this whole time, he'd still show up on the naughty list.🤔 The amount of questions I'm left with after this oneshot are endless. The setup was written so well, too, we didn't know what he was going to do to gather "proof" until he snapped some photos, and we definitely didn't think about what he'd do after that until it was too late. 😂

That one FBI chapter was intense and amazing and I will never touch it again.

You're another one that caught me in like the first few sentences. "Thirdly draws..." 🤣 Oh crap! On the subject of drawing, I think I finally have some time to finish up a few things I was working on. 👀 *dashes away*

Thank you! This was fun! I can't wait to try to guess the next one!

I did briefly think of that, but then @Gary L would have pulled me by the ears for the intentional subterfuge! Also, Bennie! What the heck! You figured me out way too fast. Were you a private eye in a past life? 😂

I'd make you all the Ramen eggs and would bring you a pint of the ice cream for sure.

You may have guessed the fastest but didn't say anything! 🤣

Haha! Now that I can spill the beans, yes. There is one detective mystery/crime story I have been trying to write for years. I did try posting some chapters here a while back but this was before I was a more organized writer that completed stories before posting them. I have still been working on that mini series, however, and wrote a prequel story of sorts, Distant Calls, which gives an introduction to the detectives. 👀 The amount of work I've dedicated to these characters is astounding. I know them as if I've birthed them. But their main story is still in progress!

Good luck with the plumbing! I was also amused about the tucked away hidden section of the Secret Author segment. It was a fun detail.

Even better!