Date: Fri, 20 May 2011 22:17:11 -0700 (PDT) From: Kenny Vo Subject: The Choices, high school Chapter 3 Legal Stuff: Don't read this if you're not eighteen or older. Lots of sexual male on male acts, explicit languages, and etc. The names, place and people are totally fictional. The events are based on a true story though. Also the copyrights go to myself and the story. You may not copy this story. Send me your feedback! Tell me what you think! Send at kennijason@gmail.com ALWAYS practice safe sex!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The sex scenes are just fantasized. Chapter 3 Sound of the alarm clock wakes me up. It's morning and time to go to school. I hate waking up this early, but school was important. I get up and tiredly walked to the bathroom. I stared at the mirror. The person in front of me was not pretty in the morning. There were features that didn't change from a night's rest. My stormy-gray eyes are still bright and colorful. My dark brown hair was matted, as if I rough, intense sex. Bryan didn't sleep over here last night, I just toss and turn a lot. My pale skin had lines from the creases of the pillow. I loved the way I looked. I never hated the way I loved, I taught myself to love the way things are made. Something I learned from Mom before she passed away. I was eating breakfast with Dad after getting dressed and ready for school. We were eating bacon and eggs today. Dad always makes breakfast in the morning, saying that he wasn't going to be useless. I ate the bacons with a happy look on my face. Dad looked up and smiled. "You have your mother's smile," he says, his eyes slightly tearing up. He was getting better at remember things about Mom. "Thanks," I replied looking down at my plate of food. I've been told by my dad, brother, and my relative that I had Mom's personality and Dad's looks. I guess I had Mom's personality, I wasn't old enough to know her personality that well. I really did look like my dad. We have the same dark brown hair, the same storm-gray eyes, height, and well the same skin tone. We could pass for twins if someone didn't know he was my father. I finished my breakfast and washed my dishes. I grabbed my keys and headed for the door. "See you later Dad!" I said before closing the door behind me. I got inside my car and brought the engine to life. I plugged my iPhone into the stereo of the car and put on Britney Spears music. I played "Till The World Ends Remix" with Nicki Minja and Ke$ha. I shifted the car into gear, pulling out to the driveway. I was always in a good mood until someone or something makes it bad. I saw Bryan leaning against his expensive Mercedes. It was a teal color, which makes it look more outstanding. Bryan was wearing a blue striped, cuffed-up button down shirt, his favorite type of shirt, blue guess jeans and, Sperrys. He looked so cute when he dresses. I just want to eat him up, well maybe later. I cut the engine off and stepped out the car, slinging my messenger bag over my shoulder. I locked the car and turned to Bryan who had a smile that made me smile so much. "Hey babe," he said, pulling me in by the hips. He looked into my eyes and kissed me on the lips. Damn, now I just want to fuck. See what he does to me? "Hey sexy," I said kissing him back. We didn't care if we showed here at school, everyone knows we're gay and a couple. We made out for a while and then heard a whistle that broke our passionate moment. I shook and turned around quickly to see what was going on. It was Jason and Josh, blushing deeply with semi-erections. I turned red when I saw it. Jason had an embarrassed look on his face, Josh's face was unchanged and Bryan had a big-ass grin on his face. "Well, something to start off the morning," Josh said now smiling. He had his hands in his pants, I think he's rubbing his cock. Jason immediately stared at it and fully got hard. I laughed this in my mind. "Well, we're all gay here so it doesn't matter. Why don't you two start kissing?" Bryan said jokingly. Jason got a hopeful look on his face, but then Josh opened his mouth. "Nah, I'm pretty sure Jason wouldn't want that. He's not my type either. He's just a really good friend, right?" Josh stated. All the hope left Jason's face when this was said. He covered his face and ran to the bathroom, crying. "What'd I say?" Josh asked, looking completely concerned on what happened. "I'll check on him, just go to breakfast or something. Bryan, you go too," I said, walking to the bathroom. Josh tried to say something but Bryan moved him towards the cafeteria. I know Bryan will explain things to Josh. As I enter the boys' bathroom, there were whimpers and soft sobs coming from one of the stalls. The boys bathroom were really clean, the floor were sparkling, the toilets unclogged, sinks squeaky white clean. I finally found the stall Jason was in. He was on the floor crying over the toilet, he looked up. He looked pretty bad from crying. I dropped to my knees and rubbed his back, comforting him. I was thinking about things to say to him. Josh was mean, but he didn't know he was hurting Jason. He just didn't know Jason's feelings toward him. "Now I know I'll never have a chance with him. Fuck my life," he cried, sobbing even more into the toilet, tears falling into the toilet. Thank god the toilets were clean thoroughly yesterday. "It's okay," I said, pulling him into my chest. "He didn't mean what he said. He just doesn't know your feelings." He sobbed even harder into my chest, "why? Why does it have to be so hard? Why can't I be happy? I want to be with him Noah! He's the one for me." I was sad at this. I mean, what was I suppose to do? Just get him straightened out and calm him down. "You know Josh was just saying to be funny. He's never serious about things, so he could have just been joking. He always does." "I just care about him a lot and he's so nice. Everything about him is just everything I want in a guy," Jason said, now speaking more rationally. "I mean, I just have lots of feelings for him. He just doesn't seem to want me. Not even remotely." "He'll come around. You know that. Just tell him like you promised at the end of the year or whenever you feel like it. He'll listen and you'll know your answer. If it's not what you want, then there's other guys at this school that are gay. Josh is not the only one," I replied, trying to make sense of what I just said. "He's the only one. I know him and he knows me. It's meant to be," he said, getting up and heading to the sink to wash his face. Tears and crying makes him not pretty. I'll tell you that. As Jason washed his face in the sink, the door of the bathroom opened. Footsteps entered the bathroom; it was Evan and his crew, plus some girls on the cheerleading team. The girls were looking pretty horny or something because they were all over the football players. What hoes. In a bathroom? At least it's clean. When Evan turned his attention towards me, noticing that it was me in the bathroom to, he made a remark. "Well, well, is it my brother's boyfriend and that ugly bitch, Jason. Two of the fags in this school, probably sucking each other's dicks. Maybe my brother will finally get some sense and get some pussy. Something that'll be better than asses," he remarked. He grabbed the shank that was feeling on his dick and started grabbing her ass. This got me angry. I got in his face, "Oh yeah Mr. I-get-pussy-24/7? Well, for one I am faithful to Bryan. Two, Jason and I are just good friends. And three, Bryan enjoy my ass since freshmen year. He still loves me. Unlike you, who has to get pussy from any girl. I still have Bryan wanting me to please him every night." He let go of his girl and pushed me against the wall, getting really close to my face. His Abercrombie cologne was all I could smell, which smelled good. He looked into my eyes with hatred or angry. I was nervous, but I'm not scared of Evan or anyone who tries to be an asshole. He spoke without looking away from my eyes, "Look you fucking fag. You better learn to shut the fuck up or I'm going to shut it with my fist. Don't you ever talk to me like that. Better know who you're talking to half-asian, half-white bitch." This only fueled me up. What the fuck was he trying to imply? "No look here douche bag. I'm not doing you any harm, so you better start paying attention. Leave me and my friends alone. Go do whatever you do. I'll do what I do. Just because I'm half-asian doesn't mean anything," I countered, looking directly into his hazel eyes that he and Bryan shared. He was pretty hot, but that doesn't make up for being such an ass. "Fine, but I still hate you. You made my own brother gay and that is not okay with me," he said, backing up and back to his cheerleader. "He was gay to begin with! God, you need to get that through your thick jock skull. Peace out dicks. Girls I hope you don't catch any diseases from them. Just think of who they've slept with," I said, grabbing Jason--who was standing timidly in the corner of the bathroom--and left. The girls didn't care, they just went back to sticking their tongues down their throats. "Shut the fuck you ugly fag," Evan said before I left the bathroom. * Josh's Point of View I can't believe what I just said to Jason. No wonder he's crying in the bathroom. I just said that I wasn't fuck him and that he wasn't my type. I really didn't have a type and I'm still a virgin. I didn't mean what I said. Sometimes, I don't think before I say. I just made one of my friends cry. What the fuck is wrong with me? I'm a dick. Jason is alright for a gay guy, I would date him but that'll be weird and it would ruin our great friendship. But chances are, he doesn't like me, so that's out the box. I just offended and hurt his pride. I mean, I basically said that he's unwanted. I'd be pissed if I was unwanted. I'm going to apologize to Jason. He's in the bathroom brawling on the floor while I'm in here with Bryan getting breakfast. I felt like an asshole, which I was. "Don't worry, Jason's just hurt that you say it like that," Bryan spoke next to me, we were in the breakfast line. He was a good-looking guy, but he's with my best buddy in the whole world, Noah. He's the best guy you can have for a friend. I loved him as if he were my only brother. The thing was that I was in love with Jason. I really did like him, but I don't think he likes me back. If he liked me back, then he would of made a move already. But he didn't, so it makes he's not interested. I'm with someone else now but I do care about him a lot though. He was like a brother to me to, except I want to be with him. He's a great guy. Those cute glasses, his eyes, that cute, small, petite ass, his awkwardness that made him hot, and his cock isn't probably bad either. I'd fuck him. I only say what I said because we were friends and it was just a joke. I really liked those cute little things about him. I'm figuring him out one by one. I just wonder if he liked me back. God damn, I wish I could read minds. "Yeah, I'm sorry about saying that though," I finally replied back, finished with my train of thought. I wish he would just tell me his feelings for me that he secretly harbored for me. Confess his love for, but I know better than to wish for something that isn't true. I wish Jason would see something in me. Bummer... *Back to Noah's Point of View When we walked up to Bryan and Josh, they were eating at one of the table in the cafeteria. We sat in the seats next to them. Jason sat next to Josh awkwardly. Josh looked sad and very embarrassed. "Jason, I didn't mean what I just said. I'm sorry. Really," Josh spoke, looking at Jason. He was apologizing to Jason. How adorable. "It's okay. It's a joke right?" Jason said, trying to smile a little. "Thank you so much, that means so much to me," Josh replied, smiling a litte. "You know I would right? But I do value our friendship before anything else. Don't you feel the same?" Jason shrugged his shoulders and then turned to me. He must have been pretty bummed about the whole thing. Like he was given hope then tossed away. Poor Jason, but then Josh doesn't know about his feelings that he harbors for him. But Jason is just taking his time. "Hey we're all friends here right?" he heard behind us. It was Ali and Mikey. They were hand in hand. We explained the whole thing to them. I left out the bathroom scene and Jason left it out too. I didn't want to bring any drama to them. It'll be more difficult to handle. The rest of the day went on as normal, the hours of hardworking in honors classes and the drama that goes on. After school, I was riding in the passenger side in Bryan's car. It was nice and clean. I loved the new car smell. He smiling and turned into the driveway of his mansion or really big house--whichever the one it is. It was huge with big windows, almond-shaded color with a garden that rocks. His mom gardens a lot in her free time. We got out and headed in. He unlocked the front door and opened it. The smell of new linen filled my nose. Their house puts my house to shame. His parents weren't home yet, no one was. He walked in the kitchen, I stayed in the living roon. I've been here too many times. His living was huge, filled with millions of portraits of the Lanes family. Bryan had two brothers and one sister. They looked like the average American family--well, they were. At my house, we only had a couple of pictures of family. Dad, Mom, and Ethan, my half-brother. We weren't just the picture types or just weren't complete enough. Bryan came back out with two Cokes in his hands. We headed up the stairs, the hallways had pictures too. Mostly family trip pictures. Inside his room was the place I spend most of my time here, if you know what I mean. He dug inside his large walk-in closet to change. I sat on his king-size bed and set on my stuff down next his bed. The bed was infested with pillows and comforters, you would never have to argue for pillows in his bed. There were hundreds to go around. His room was the typical all-American teenage boy room. The walls were green and there were books, clothes around the floor. I started picking up the clothes and put them into the hamper, again my OCD problem. I placed his history textbook on his desk. There were condoms on the desk, he just didn't care wherever he put it. His parents actually liked the idea that we were being safe instead of having unprotected sex. One of the good things that his parents were cool with. I laughed to myself. I turned around to see Bryan, standing there naked leaning against the wall of the closet. I laughed and smiled at this. "What are you doing Bryan?" "Getting naked," he said with a huge grin on his face. He put his cowboy hat on, which was so sexy. If he was wearing boots with that, I would have been jumped his bones right there. I immediately walked into his arms, he was so warm. I put my head into his chest, nuzzling my nose into his strong chest. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me tight in his arms. I love his strong arms. "I love you Noah," he said before kissing my neck. He grabbed my ass, my flat ass. He undid my belt and buttoned my skinny jeans. "I love your flat ass, baby," he said, pulling down my jeans and then taking my shirt off. When our skins touched, it felt like fire. A good burning sensation tingled through my body. This was how it felt every time we fucked. I was standing only in my boxer brief now. His cowboy hat was knocked to the ground, so much for foreplay. He pushed me back into his comfy bed, standing over my body. His beautiful cock was fully hard now. He looked at me with lust and passion in his eyes. I loved that look. He pulled off my boxer briefs in a quick matter. My cock bobbed up and down while this happened. I was a full 7" in. I was proud of it too. At least I was regular size. His cock had precum coming out already. He laid on top of me and started kissing me, grinding our cocks together, slowly humping me. He was moaning between kisses. Every kiss was a step closer to the main goal of the whole thing. I loved the feeling of his body against mine. His hard cock was throbbing as mine was. "Wait," I said, stopping the kisses, "get a condom." I wanted to be safe, but sometimes I get careless. I just loved him that much. He looked at me with those hazel eyes, "Of course baby, better safe than sorry right?" "Yeah," I said, while he got up and grabbed a condom off the desk. He looked sexually frustrated, like he was mad about something I did. But his smile came back when he stood in front of me. "Okay help me put it on?" he asked ripping the condom wrapper with his teeth. His smile was so cute and intoxicating when he was trying to be romantic. He held out the condom for me. I grabbed the condom out his hand, "My pleasure." I put the condom on his head and rolled it down to the end of his shaft. "There." The condom was completely on. "Finally," he said putting me in the missionary position. "Ready?" he asked, the head was on my hole, just wanting to get in there. I smiled and readied myself, "Always" I grabbed his face and kissed him. He smiled as if happy about something. We always fucked though, so it didn't matter. "I love you," pushing in completely, feeling his stomach touch mine. I was used to his size so I didn't scream as much as I did back then. It still hurt though. His cock throbbed inside of me. "Ahh," I moaned arching my neck, gripping the sheets hard. "It hurts." The sharp pain then turned into pleasure. "Sorry, but you should be used to it not baby," he said, started pumping. "Oh fuck, you're still so tight. But it feels so fucking good." He kept pumping faster, his thrusts becoming more powerful and longer. His balls were slapping my ass as his sped up. "God, you're so big!" I screamed a little. I looked into his eyes, he was closing them. He was enjoying this as I was too. I loved the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of me. Then he grabbed my slim hips and flipped me over on top of him, changing the position. He did this without removing his cock, which he was really good at. Due to practice of course. I was on top of him now, he loved when I rode him. He moved my hips as a sign to start riding him. I smiled and then started riding him, grinding to the speed of his thrusts. "Oh shit! Bryan!!! Bryan!!! Your cock is so hard. It feels so damn good," I screamed practically. I put both of my hands on his shoulders for leverage. This was starting to feel real good. He pushes in me when I stopped riding to take a breath. "Fuck Noah, keep going! You're so fucking tight! God, I'm bout to cum!" he moaned looked into my eyes. My face was very close to his face at this time. I loved the look in his eyes when he was about to orgasm, it was breath-taking. I started riding harder, "Me too! Bryan grab my cock! Jerk me off!" He did as I asked and as I rode, he jerked me off. I was in complete ecstasy out of all this. I was just lost in lust and love. His moans started getting louder and more rapid. He held me tight and placed his face in my chest. I knew he about to cum, so was I too. He let go of my cock and sat up, holding me with one arm. The other to support himself up. "Oh fuck!!! Noah...." he said, releasing his warm cum inside the condom. I cummed at this, covering our bodies with my sticky, warm cum too. My body stuttered at this, a warm feeling came over me. I just held him tight and he squinted a few lines of cum. This felt great. I fell on him, laying there. I was completely drained of cum. Bryan was probably too. I kissed him and laid back down on his chest. A moment of pure sex. We just laid there until I decided to get up. His cock was soft and slided out of me when I got up. The cum dried and showed on my flat stomach. His abs were the same. I grabbed a dirty towel from the hamper and wiped it off me. I wiped my cum off of Bryan's abs too, he was still laying there with his eyes closed. When he opened his eyes he looked directly at his cock. My eyes followed to what he was looking at. The condom broke. He cummed inside, no wonder why it felt so great. I looked at him. He sat straight, taking off the condom and examining it. "The condom broke, shit. I'm sorry babe," he said with a look in his eyes as if he were in deep shit. I laughed. "Don't worry, I'm fine with it. I loved it, it felt so good. Your cum is so warm," I told him. I really didn't care. I was with him so long, I wasn't surprised that something like this didn't happen sooner than later. It didn't bother me as much. "The condom was probably weak or too thin." When I said his cum was warm, he immediately got hard again. As if his cock had a mind of it's own. "I'm sorry, I hope it doesn't happen again. I don't want you to get something you don't want. I love you Noah," he said, leaning over to kiss me. We shared a long passion kiss before we heard the front door close. We got dressed and walked out the room to see who it was. He threw the broken condom in the trashcan before leaving his room. I assumed it was his parents, but it wasn't. It was Evan, coming home from practice or whatever it is that he does after school. I rolled my eyes as he saw us. He stared at us with disgust in his eyes, like he always does. I couldn't stand it, but I was used to it. He was an aggravating son of a bitch but he was a cute though. Gotta give him that. Still an asshole none the less. "You two are going to burn in hell for fucking. Why can't any of you come to your senses?" he said standing in the hallway with his stuff in his arms. "Now move your faggot asses out the hallway so I can get to my room." "Why do you hate gay people so much? Why?! I've never did anything to you! You just hated me since I came out," I yelled with tension in my voice. I couldn't take it anymore. "Why? Because two dudes shouldn't be sucking each other's cocks. A dick should be inside of a pussy, like it's suppose to. I would have been fine if you two were buddies or something but boyfriends? You made my brother this way and now he's gone!" he said, getting angrier by the second. He dropped his bags to the ground and went over to me and picked me up. Then pinned me against the wall, my legs were flailing but I stayed calm. I couldn't get out his strong hold. He was pretty strong. He tightened his grip around my arms, causing pain. "Oww! Evan stop! Let me go! It hurts, you're hurting me!" I yelled, failing at trying to get his grip loose. Bryan then came up and pried Evan's hands off me. "Don't you ever try to hurt my boyfriend! Let go you worthless piece of shit! Stop!" He dropped me on the ground, there was a confused look in his eyes, which was strange for him. Usually he's mad or looking like a dick half the time. There was something different. He grabbed his stuff off the ground and went in his room, slamming the door behind him. He would beat me for saying stuff like that to him, but he didn't say anything. Bryan helped me up off the floor. He kissed me. "I love you Noah. Don't let that dick bag get to you. Heard that dick?" There was no answer coming from Evan's room. "I love you too," I said tiptoeing up to kiss Bryan. He always defended me whenever someone tried to hurt. I loved that protective side of him. I fixed myself and headed downstairs to see if his parents were home yet. I wanted to see them, they were awesome. Bryan followed behind me. As almost as if by luck, by the time I got to the last step of the stair, his parents opened the door. There was Mr. Lanes and Mrs. Lanes, my boyfriend's parent. His parents were high sweethearts like mine were. They loved each other very much. They loved their children regardless of their sexuality. As far I knew, Bryan was the only one that is gay. They were fine with that, they loved gay people. They accepted me with arms open. They were like second parents to me basically. They were so funny and so cool to be around. I just loved them. "Hey boys," Mrs. Lanes started, "we're cooking dinner Noah, you're staying. We're cooking something awesome." We went in the kitchen and set the grocery down on the table. There were lots of bags of vegetables and meat. They rarely bought fast-food. They loved to cook. "I would love too Mrs. Lanes. What are you cooking?" I asked, slightly laughing at her optimistic-self. She was always happy. Never is she down. "We're cooking beef stew and it would be nice if you helped," looking over to her husband. "Well, Allen and Bryan is not the cook here as you can see," she said laughing with a funny smile on her face. She was so petite and small compared to her giraffe-legged husband. "We're only bad cause you never let us cook!" Mr. Lanes said with a smile on his face, going along with joke. He never took jokes or insults badly either, he just laughed it off. Something that I learned from him to ignore Evan and other haters. "Yeah, you never let us cook," Bryan chimed in, getting in on the conversation. "Why? So you two can burn down my perfect great kitchen? I don't know so," she said joking. We all laughed at more jokes she had up her sleeve. She was a great person to get laughs from. Bryan, Mr. Lane, and even Evan went to go play some basketball outside while we cooking in the kitchen and preparing dinner. That was something that Evan got along with Bryan enough to do. Sports. I was setting up the silverware and plates on the table when the guys came in, sweating. "Is the food done yet?" Mr. Lane asked. "No sweetie, but you can get your butt upstairs and take a shower. That includes you too boys," Mrs. Lanes replied, stirring the pot. "Alright," the guys said turning around and heading upstairs. When we all settled down to eat, the boys came down stairs looking clean and sweatless. They sat and started devouring our lovely beef stew. Thank god we made enough. "Well, thank god we made enough," Mrs. Lanes said, getting her fair share of the food. I got my as well. "Thank god, we're starving," the guys said in unison. Boys will be boys, I thought to myself. Mrs. Lanes and I laughed. We talked and made jokes till the end of dinner. Walking in the bedroom after brushing our teethes, Bryan and I undressed and laid in bed. Just laying there in our boxer briefs. We sat there kissing and telling each other how much we loved each other. "Hey, Noah?" Bryan asked, interrupting the kisses. He looked into my eyes, wanting something. "What Bry?" I asked, saying his nickname. "I want to try something with you," he said, getting nervous. "What babe?" "I want to try 69," he finally answered, looking down and fumbling with his thumbs. It was so cute that he wanted to ask me before we did it. We've never tried it before, but I guess there's a first for everything. "Okay," I replied, standing up and pulled off my boxer briefs. "Let's do it." A smile came across his face, "Really?" I nodded. He took off his boxer briefs and we laid sideways on the bed and face each other's cocks. My cock in his face and his in mine. This was oral, but it was very erotic. I took his cock in my mouth, his cock was rock hard. Then he took my cock in his mouth, I moaned when he started deepthroated me and started sucking furiously. I did the same with the same results from him. He took my cock out his mouth, "Noah, I love this. I love you sucking and me sucking you." "Me too," I moaned as he went back to sucking me. I was close to cumming. This was so awesome. I loved this. I was giving and receiving pleasure. Bryan loved this as well. I started bobbing faster and he too. I was close, he was probably too. With a few more strokes and bobs, we basically cummed in each other's mouths. I swallowed his cum, he tasted good. He swallowed mine too. We licked each other clean and laid on the pillows. "Noah, I love you," Bryan said, wrapping his arms around me. I felt so right being in his arms. It felt so loved, which he does. I was happy where I'm at and nothing I know could change this. How could things change from right now? I loved him too. Since freshman year till now. "I love you too Bryan," I said back, cuddling into his chest and raising the blanket to my face. It was cold in Grayson sometimes. His body was so warm against mine. "I love everything about you. Your personality, looks, hobbies, cock, ass, etc," he said, putting a smile on his face. I kissed him. "You're so white Noah, you don't even look half-asian. Not even. You look like your dad so much. The hair, eyes, body type. I mean you don't look asian at all. You're like pure white." "Thanks," I guessed, taking it as a compliment. I felt special. "Well, I'm attracted to white guys," I added looking into his eyes. "Go to sleep babe. We need to go to school tomorrow," he said, closing his eyes. I kissed him again then went to sleep. We slept peacefully through the night. Laying in each other's chest. It couldn't get any better, I thought in my mind before I finally drifted into sleep.