Date: Sat, 30 Jan 2010 18:18:27 -0800 (PST)
From: Casey Loch <lochcasey@yahoo.com>
Subject: Break the Walls Down - Chapter 2 - Gay High School - Casey Loch

HEY EVRYONE!!!! THANKS FOR READING MY SECOND STORY ON NIFTY!!!!!!!! THERE
WILL BE MORE TO COME IN THE LOVELY STORY; JUST EMAIL ME AND I'LL TRY TO
REPLY ASAP.  MY OTHER STORY IS CALLED JUST DIFFERENT; IN THE BISEXUAL HIGH
SCHOOL SECTION AND SMALL TOWN IN THE GAY COLLEGE SECTION.

XOXOXOXO, CASEY

Chapter 2

{BRAD'S P.O.V.}

The drive to David's house is short but amazing `cause for one I'm in a
closed confined with the boy I love the most and second his car is
SWEET!!!!!!!! For his birthday, he got a 1964 cherry red Convertible.

When we got there my mouth dropped. It wasn't a house it was a
MANSION!!!!!!  He chuckled at my reaction. The rush of blood to my face
eased the throbbing in my cock. Again my focus was on his perfect bubble as
we walked to the door.

I was so focused on it that I ran into David as he stopped to unlock the
door. His ass pressed against my groin sent my cock back to full hardness
in a flash. I froze. He turned around. All the sudden the "atmosphere"
changed. It became more heated, more electric. My whole plan fell apart in
an instant. I wanted him now. And by the looks of it, he wanted me too.


{DAVID'S P.O.V.}

It was undeniable. He wanted me. Brad Elders, Jock God of my high school,
WANTED ME!!!!!!!  Butterflies popped wheelies and doughnuts in my
stomach. I'm a complete virgin, never even been kissed, so nervousness at
the hungry look on his face is understandable.

Brad closed the space in between us, simultaneously opening the door. As
soon as we were in the house, I found myself being lifted off the ground
into Brad's arms. My legs wrapped around his strong hips.

His lips smashed into mine. My eyes closed and sank into the kiss, which
was just as good as I had dreamed. He broke the kiss to ask "Bedroom?" I
nodded. "Third door on the left, up the stairs." Before the words were even
out of my mouth, Brad was already going up the grand stair case. He kept
his hold on me as he threw my bedroom door open. The logical part of my
brain was telling me to stop, slow down, get to know him better.

But his soft lips on mine and the unmistakable feel of a hard cock under my
ass, all logic went out the window.

This was gonna be so much better than math. Which I'm guessing was never
the problem in the first place.