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Troubled Minds

Chapter Seven

"Honesty is Always the Best Policy"

It was the day after Nathan and Ben had had their little argument and they still hadn't made it up. Ben hadn't said a word to Nathan all last night and the boys had just gone to bed in silence. David, Chris and Nathan where all on the Play Station playing FIFA while Ben was nowhere to be seen.

"I'm bored," exclaimed Chris. "Can't we do something today?"

"Like what?" Nathan asked.

"What about swimming?" David asked. I've not been swimming since I got here, I used to go all the time.

"That's a good idea, I've not been in ages either," said Chris.

"I see what's happening here, You two just want to see me strip off," said Nathan.

"You wish," chorused Chris and David simultaneously, and they all laughed.

"Right, then, I better go and find my shorts," said Nathan as he left the room.

"Don't you be eyeing up any other lads in here," said Chris to David.

"I won't if you won't." He teased back, and with that they both left to get their stuff. They were all ready to go in about half an hour and were walking into town.

"Where we going then?" asked Nathan "The Sandcastle?"

The Sandcastle was a huge indoor water park with loads of flumes and slides and other fun stuff to do, not like your normal serious pools meant for real swimming

"Have we all got enough cash?" asked Chris.

"I've got enough," said David

"Me too," added Nathan.

"Well the Sandcastle it is then," finished Chris.

When they arrived at their destination, they stepped inside the glass atrium and realized the queue to get into the Sandcastle was pretty long. It was the school holidays and loads of families were here on a break away which made the town much busier and the attractions packed. They had only been standing in the queue for about ten minutes chatting amongst themselves when they heard someone shout.


All three boys turned around to see who was calling.

"Fuck me, it is."

The boy who had been shouting must have been around sixteen; 5'10", dark hair, cute face, and a swimmers build. He was a good looking lad, but neither Chris nor Nathan had ever seen him before.

This new boy pulled David into a tight hug, and both boys hugged each other like long, lost brothers or something. Finally letting David go, the stranger looked him in the eye and demanded, "Where the fuck did you go, you prick? I've missed you so much."

"Ahhh, shit, fuck, right ermmm. Ok guys, this is my best friend, Ant," explained an obviously flustered David. "He lives in Preston where I used to live with my dad. Ant, this is Nathan and Chris."

While they all shook hands Chris stood open-mouthed, just staring at Ant. He couldn't believe that out of all the people in all the world, they had to meet Ant, the one person he feared might be able to come between himself and David.

"Look guys, do you mind if I talk with Ant outside for a minute, there is some stuff I need to tell him." David asked his friends, but more to Chris than Nathan.

"Yeah, we'll keep your space for you, but hurry up, we'll be going in soon," replied Nathan.

As Ant and David walked outside together, Chris's eyes followed them every step, until they had left the glass atrium and turned the corner out of site.

"Do you think they were, you know, 'just friends'?" asked Nathan.

"He's David's ex. I guess they stopped seeing each other after -- well after David moved here," replied a somewhat disheartened Chris. He certainly wasn't expecting THIS guy to just show up.

"Do you think David still has feelings for him?" pressed Nathan.

"I guess so," replied Chris. "I mean I know they were close. You can‘t just make feelings go away."

"Then why the hell are you letting them disappear together?"

"Because I trust him. I mean look what I did to him, how would it look now if I started acting all jealous? It would make me a bit of a hypocrite for a start, don't you think. And anyway, I don't think he would do that to me, (pause) would he?"


Even as David and Ant were heading out through the atrium to talk outside, David was still quite flustered with the whole situation as it was unfolding. How could he explain to Ant why he had left without even a goodbye or an explanation. Worse still, although he hadn't spoken to any of his old friends since he left, he had especially avoided contacting Ant.

David was trying to move on with his life, he reasoned with himself. Yet here it was, the past, all tall, dark and handsome, catching up with him and kicking him up the arse all over again. He still had feelings for Ant, no doubt about it, always had and probably always would, but after what happened with his father David knew it could never be the same between them. There was too much awkwardness about the whole thing. If he and Ant hadn't gotten caught then none of this would have happened in the first place. And if it hadn't happened then, of course, he would never have met Chris. With growing conviction David thought -- no, he KNEW what he and Chris had was something more, something special. He couldn't just give that up.

Ant was obviously going to want David back. They had been friends since forever and when they had taken that next step and become "more than friends," well, let's just say things intensified between them. Even now David couldn't deny he still fancied the pants off Ant. But now he loved Chris, didn't he? It was all so, so confusing.

As soon as they had turned the corner out of sight, Ant pushed David against the wall and pressed his lips to his. David responded anxiously for a few moments, but then pushed Ant away. "I can't, Anthony, I'm sorry."

"Whoa! Anthony? Since when do you call me "Anthony?" And what's with you, aren't you happy to see me?" asked Ant concerned.

There was silence for a moment. "Yes and no," began David, his head bowed, staring at the ground. "It's complicated. I've met someone, now, and I love him."

David looked up, again. "I'm sorry, Ant, I really am, but when I moved away from my dad I was so fucked up I didn't know what to do. I just deleted everyone from my life, especially you. I felt I didn't deserve you, I felt dead inside."

"I missed you so much when you left, I heard what happened...I'm sorry," said Ant in a consoling tone, placing his hand on his friend's shoulder.

"I've missed you too," replied David. "More than you could ever imagine. You were the hardest part of moving away, but I had to, they made me. I just felt so alone, I was crying all the time, I wanted to die, I wanted to be with my mum. Then I met Chris."

"You mean, that Chris? In there?" Ant motioned with his head.

"Yeah, You'll like him I hope, that is, if you want to meet him properly," continued David as the words began to spill out in a torrent. "He's so nice, Ant, he's the sweetest guy I‘ve ever met. I mean, like, when they put me in the home I got put in a room with him. And I didn't even speak to him, in fact, I was fucking down right rude to him, but he wouldn't leave me alone. He kept trying to be nice to me and cheer me up. And eventually he cracked me and I -- I told him everything. And then we shared this crazy, I don't know, this fucked up kiss that just turned everything upside down, and...

But now it was Ant who was looking away, avoiding eye contact, obviously more than a little hurt as he began to realize it was no longer him who was being loved by David.

"I'm sorry," said David, noticing Ant's reaction. "I guess I shouldn't be telling you this."

"No, no it's OK. Really. I'm happy for you. It's not like we -- like we got really serious or anything, you know? I mean, we were just two best friends who occasionally got very close, right?" Then, more softly, as he looked back at David, "But I wish you had kept in touch with me, though."

"Oh god, I'm so sorry, Ant," responded a more subdued David. "But you understand, I wanted to, I HAD to forget what happened in my old life. I deleted everybody. I snapped my sim card in two and got a new one. I thought it was for the best. I wanted everything and everyone gone. But, but you were the hardest part of leaving. I would have come back to see you eventually. No, really, I would have. I‘ve missed you so much"

They held each other at arm's length and simply stared at each other for a moment, then smiled, and pulled each other in for another tight hug.

"It's so good to see you again, David."

David softly grinned, "Yeah, you too, mate, you too."

They broke the hug and smiled at each other again. "Well, I know what I need," declared Ant as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a packet of cigarettes.

"You're still on the cancer sticks I see," chided David.

"Oh don't start, it's all your fault, you know? I blame you more than anyone for all the fucking stress you put me through. I thought you'd been kidnapped or something when you disappeared." spat Ant in a defensive manner.

"Well excuse me," responded David. "I said I‘m sorry, and beside, you can't use that as an excuse anyway, 'cause as I'm sure you recall, hmmph, you were smoking them long before I left. You were, like, thirteen or something when you started, remember?"

"Well, old habits die hard and all that shit." snorted Ant as he lit up. He took a long draw on the cigarette and exhaled slowly.

"So..." continued David, with a smirk and a twinkle in his eye. "What about you, then? It that the only "fag" you've had in your mouth since I left?"

Now Ant was smiling again. "Funny you should ask that, and yes, actually, it is the first one, since you left!" replied Ant, adding in a matter of fact tone, "I've been a good boy."

"Well, then, we'll just need to find you someone." said David.

"Awwww, do we have to?" asked Ant in an over-exaggerated, exasperated tone.

"Now, now I'm sure there are some fit lads around here somewhere. You always did like an nice swimmer's body," teased David.

"Yeah that's true. But somehow all I could get into bed was your fat ass." And now both boys were in full laugh mode.

"Come on, let's go back and I'll introduce you properly. It looks like we have the whole day together." said David

"Yeah, I'm over with my mum and dad, but I got bored and told them I wanted to go swimming. Hey, listen, before we go in, since It would appear I'm looking for a new "friend" so to speak, what's the deal with that Nathan guy?"

"What do you mean?" asked David with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, he's kinda cute, don't you think?" said Ant, blushing slightly.

"Yeah, well, he's also kinda straight, so bad luck," David replied.

"Hmm. We'll see about that. Is he single?"

"Yeah he's single, but listen to me carefully. Pay attention. He's s-t-r-a-i-g-h-t!" stressed David.

"Oh, I wouldn't be so sure if I were you, but then again, your gaydar has always been shit," chuckled Ant as he threw the end of his cigarette away and turned back toward the Sandcastle.

"Pardon me, but I did know you were gay," retorted David in his own defense.

"Yeah, right! You "knew" only after I sucked you off," chortled Ant, as the boys slowly made their way back to the atrium.

"Please tell me you're kidding about going after Nathan," pressed a suddenly more serious David, just as they arrived outside the doors.

"Come on, it's not like I'm going to rape him or anything. Jesus! I'm just going to check to see were things lie, you know? And to see if he might be interested."

"But I told you, he's straight!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah I heard you the first two dozen times," replied Ant, rolling his eyes as he began to enter the doors. "And as I remember saying to you, we'll just see about that."

David stood there for a moment, shaking his head at his friend. He couldn't help but affect an amused grimace at the situation and his friend's delirious determination.


When they got back inside Chris and Nathan where almost at the front of the queue.

"Sorry about that, everything's sorted now," said David.

Chris looked unconvinced and concerned to say the least.

"Don't worry mate," said Ant reading Chris's face. "He told me about you, sounds like he likes you a lot, too. You don't have to worry about me." Ant smiled. "Besides, I've sorta got my eye on someone at the moment," Ant added with a cheeky grin and a quick glance toward Nathan.

Both David and Nathan noticed this but Chris seemed oblivious. Nathan went a bit red and didn't realize the queue had moved another few spaces until he heard the woman at the desk shout out, "Next please!"

A still-worried Chris was somewhat reassured when David held his hand on the way to the changing rooms and gave it a gentle squeeze. Chris and David contemplated sharing a cubicle together to get changed but silently agreed that it wasn't a good idea, it would make things a bit too obvious, and they weren't there to gain attention, they were there to have fun.

When everyone was all changed and ready they met outside the changing room on the ramp leading up to the pools. Chris and David were first out, followed by Nathan. They were standing together chatting when Ant came to join them a couple of minutes later.

There was a moment were Chris and Nathan just stood there stunned. To put it bluntly, Ant was HOT! Talk about six pack! All those visits to the gym and the swimming pool had definitely paid off. Everything about him was damned near perfect. He could easily get into modeling if he wanted.

Ant was wearing some nice blue and green shorts with a Hawaiian theme sporting palm trees. Unlike the rest of the lads his weren't as baggy, but they weren't too tight either. They were just tight enough to show that he had something down there to be proud of.

Chris once again began to feel a bit uneasy, secretly hoping that he wouldn't be in competition with this guy for David's affections. Meanwhile Nathan was thinking something entirely different: Fuck me he's fit. Look at the package… Oh shit! Don't get hard! Don't get hard! Don't get hard! This is going to be a tough day.

Nathan hadn't been entirely honest with his friend, which wasn't really fair in a way, because now, more than ever, Chris needed the support from someone who might know what he was going through, but Nathan still wasn't ready to face his own truth.

For a while Nathan had been questioning his sexuality off and on, but suddenly finding out that his best friend is gay had brought the issue to the front burner as conflicting thought now swirled in his head. He knew he was definitely curious about the male anatomy and several times he had found himself looking at guys in the same way he looked at girls. Sometimes he even got off thinking about guys when he was masturbating.

He had hoped these feelings he had been experiencing would go away by themselves, but they hadn't. In fact, they had been getting stronger and stronger, lately, forcing him to admit to himself that maybe, just maybe, he might be gay. But that didn't make sense, as he had had sex with his ex-girlfriend before she ran off with her boss, and he definitely enjoyed that. In fact there was no question about it, he was definitely attracted to women.

OK! So he was bisexual? At best Nathan classified himself as confused, but deep inside he knew he would have to come to terms with his -- well, with his flexible sexuality, and he also knew that, given the interest that Ant was showing in him, that could come sooner, rather than later.

"Come on then, don't just stand there, It's time to get wet!" shouted Ant as he walked past the lads heading up the ramp.

Nathan shook himself out of his trance and followed Ant while David and Chris stayed back whispering to each other. "Did you just see what I saw?" asked Chris.

"You mean your friend checking out my friend," replied David.

"He was, wasn't he? I thought I was imagining it, but Nathan didn't take his eyes off him. He looked like he was completely zoned out." stated a shocked Chris.

"You don't think that he's..."

"Naw, he can't be," interrupted Chris. "He fucking better not be. He would have told me when I was upset that night, I mean surely he wouldn't have let me go through that alone when he could have told me he felt the same."

"Chris, ermmm, I think I should tell you something," muttered a slightly worried David. "I didn't think it was important before, I mean I thought he was joking and I didn‘t really take him serious. Plus I thought It wouldn‘t matter if he wasn't joking because Nathan would obviously say no but, you see..."

Chris stood there with a confused look on his face

"...when I went outside with Ant before, he was asking me if Nathan was single and if he was gay."

"And you told him no, I hope?"

"Of course I told him "no" but he said that didn't matter, he said my "gaydar" was always shit, and he had a feeling about Nathan. "

"I don't like where this is going Dave. I swear down, I know it might sound stupid because I'm gay and I can't very well judge him, but if Nathan turns out to be gay, too, and he just let me cry my heart out that night without telling me, I'll kill him. I mean he's supposed to be my friend. How could you let your friend go through something like that, and let them think they were alone, being judged by everyone, when you were in the same bloody boat. It's disgusting, it's cowardly."

David nervously looked toward where Nathan and Ant had been walking away and was relieved to assume they were, now, safely out of earshot, which was good because the more agitated Chris became the louder he was getting.

"I mean all that shit about him not caring about you and me being together, but not wanting to know about the other side of it, when THAT is what he's thinking about all along."

"For god sake Chris calm down, people are looking. And besides you don't even know if he is or not. You're probably getting yourself worked up for nothing."

Taking a moment to catch his breath, Chris peered toward Ant and Nathan. "I hope you're right!" And then more softly, "I just hope you're right."


The Sandcastle turned out to be fun. It was home to the longest indoor water slide, and it had plenty of other slides to go at, as well. There were slides that twisted and turned, there were slides that were in darkness, there was even a slide that had a near vertical drop. It was in the shape of a horseshoe and two people could go on it at the one time if they wanted. Everybody had to sit in big rubber rings though.

Nathan and Ant ended up on this one together. It was a bit awkward getting into the rings as you thought you where going to slip and fall, plus one had to sit in front in between the other one's legs. That person was Nathan, and although he was quite nervous about the drop ahead, he couldn't help but get a little turned on about being so close to Ant

There wasn't much physical contact between them as it was a double ring and there were two places for two people to sit, but the person on the back had to put his legs round the one in front, and the person in front had to put his arms over the other's legs and grab onto the handles at the side of the ring. Even this incidental brushing against Ant's legs, his perfect, strong, fine-haired legs, ah, this was more than enough to get Nathan aroused.

Fucking hell! I need to get away from this guy, this is too much.

"You ready?" asked Ant once they were seated and ready to go.

"Yeah," was all Nathan could manage, and they were off.

It was one of those drops that takes your breath away on the way down, and then they slid all the way up to the other side of the horse shoe, then back down again. This happened a few times, gradually getting lower and slower until it came to a stop at the bottom.

They were both laughing when they got off.

"That was AMAZING!" declared Ant

"Yeah, it was mint!" agreed Nathan.

They looked at each other for a few seconds and in those few seconds Nathan took in every inch, every detail of Ant's face, from his deep green eyes (which, he decided, were really nice to see in someone with such dark hair) to the little freckles Ant had round his nose.

He's so cute, and fucking hell, he looks good wet, Nathan mused to himself.

Ant smiled a cheeky little smile. "We going on something else then?"

A bit dazed by the new audition of the cutest smile he had ever seen Nathan replied, "Yeah sure."

Nathan really hadn't been able to string together many long sentences since Ant had shown up and he had obviously just completely forgotten he was trying to avoid spending more time with Ant because they eagerly dashed off together in search of another slide to go on.

This behaviour had not gone unnoticed by David and Chris, who had been messing around play fighting in one of the pools close by. Chris had zoned out and was obviously staring at the two boys as they disappeared out of sight looking for the next exciting slide.

"Will you stop worrying about him?" moaned David. "Let him be. Just because Nathan is making friends with a gay guy doesn't mean he's gay. He gets on with you, and you're gay. He's allowed to have more than just one friend, isn't he? And Ant is really nice. He's a good guy. I'd be shocked if they hadn't got on together. Everyone who's ever known Ant has liked him."

"I'm sorry. You're right. I'll leave him alone. Besides I should be beating the shit out of you right about now, anyway," grinned Chris.

"Oh yeah, and you think that's even a possibility?"

They both started wrestling again, dunking each other under the water, pushing each other around and generally acting like boys, the only difference being, most boys don't kiss each other.

"What the hell are you doing?" asked David, pushing Chris off.

"What? I didn't think you'd mind." Chris responded, a little disheartened.

"But what if someone sees?" asked a nervous David.

"To be honest, I don't think I really care anymore. When I'm with you I feel good. You make me feel brave," Chris smiled.

"I love you," said David

"And I really like spending time with you," joked Chris.

"Fuck you, you know you love me, too." said David, putting on a stern voice.

"If you say so," continued Chris, in a sarcastic tone.

David grabbed him and started tickling him sending him into fits of giggles and forcing him to go under the water. Chris surfaced a few moments later, coughing and spluttering, but still laughing.

"OK, OK, I love you!" Chris cried out with tears of laughter streaming down his cheeks, "No more! STOP" he pleaded, still convulsed in laughter.

David gave up his delightful torture of Chris and they shared another kiss which, fortunately, went unnoticed as those around them were all too busy having fun of their own.


The day was going well, and everyone was having a great time. The four boys split into separate pairs for most of the day which was perfectly all right with Chris and David. They preferred to be alone, anyway.

Nathan and Ant had been on everything at least twice and were absolutely knackered with all the running around and climbing stairs. "What's Chris like then?" asked Ant as he and Nathan rested at the side of one of the pools.

"What do you mean?" Nathan asked.

"I mean, is he good for David or what?"

"Oh right, I see. Ermm, well, I don't want say much because I know you and David were really close and it must be, well, awkward for you, but yeah, they are good together. I've never seen Chris so happy before," said Nathan, although he didn't seem too pleased about it.

"How long have you known he was gay?"

"Who, Chris? Not long, only when he and David got together. It was a bit of a shock if I'm being honest."

"You seem to have taken it pretty well. Must have been weird for a "straight" guy to take in," continued Ant, closely watching Nathan's expression.

"Well, he's my best friend isn't he? It doesn't matter what he does behind closed doors, he's still the same person and I love him for who he is," explained Nathan. "But not in that way," he added defensively.

"Hey, you don't need to explain yourself to me," Ant softly replied as he put his hand on Nathan's leg just above his knee.

Nathan flinched slightly at the touch of Ant's hand, then froze as realization sank in. He knew that Ant could see past him and he couldn't decide how he should respond. He didn't know what to do. Ant's hand crept ever so slowly up Nathan's thigh. So slowly, and so lightly brushing his leg as his hand neared Nathan's crotch. Needless to say Nathan began to exhibit a growing, involuntary reaction.

In a desperate attempt to reverse a lost cause, Nathan roughly pushed Ant's hand away and snarled, "Hey fuck off! You know I'm not like that."

Ant held Nathan eyes in a piercing gaze for a couple of seconds, then, with a mock sneer in his voice, intoned, "Hey, don't shout at me, tell it to your dick." With that, Ant gave him a cheeky grin as he lowered himself into the pool and started swimming away.

Ant wasn't lying either. Nathan sat at the edge of the pool, now sporting quite the dramatic hard-on. He soon slipped into the pool, as well, but his reason was a need to hide his embarrassing problem.

Catching up with Ant, Nathan asked him to wait. "Look, you can't tell anyone," Nathan pleaded in a panic.

"I knew it," said Ant with a satisfied look on his face. "You made it pretty obvious when you were checking me out back at the changing rooms.

Nathan's expression suddenly crumpled and he appeared to be on the verge of tears. Just as suddenly Ant's smug satisfaction turned to guilt: "Hey, hey, don't cry man. I'm not going to tell anyone. Please, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that to you back there, and I shouldn't have said that either. I was being a prick."

"It's not that. It's just I'm so fucking confused, I don't know what the fuck I'm doing anymore. It's all Chris's fault."

"What do you mean?" asked Ant, concerned.

"I can't talk to you about this. I can't talk to anyone about this. Can we please just forget it?" said Nathan as he rubbed his eyes and got control of himself again.

"If that's what you want to do, mate. I'm not going to tell anyone. It's your business, but believe me, I know how you feel, and you really don't need to go through feelings like this alone."

"Oh for fuck sake, you're making it worse now!" groaned Nathan, even more upset than before.

"Why? What did I say?" asked Ant, once again concerned and also a bit confused.

"It's about Chris. I should have told him, I had the perfect opportunity to be honest with him. I should have been there for him. He didn't have to go through it alone, he didn't have to feel so afraid. I could have told him the truth." explained David.

"And what is the truth?" asked Ant.

"The truth?" Nathan paused a moment. "The truth is I'm a liar. The truth is I like guys. The truth is I'm jealous of David. And the truth is, I think you're fit. OK? Happy now?

Ant was a little stunned by the sudden outburst of honesty but soon returned to the cool composure he had before and put his sexy grin back in place. "Well at least now we're getting somewhere," he said. "And thanks for the last part, I think you're fit, too."

They stood there together in the middle of the pool, blocking out all the sound from screaming kids around them as they stared at each other.

A wave of relief spread over Nathan as they stood there in silence. He peered past Ant, gazing at nothing in particular, lost in thought. His confession had instantly removed a big weight off his shoulders. He had bottled his feelings up for years, and now he had finally been able to confront them. He had always known he liked boys, but to be able to admit he was jealous of David, that he loved Chris was a deep thing for him. He had suppressed his emotions for so long, and had been frightened of them so much, that now, having finally revealed them out loud to someone else was a monumental step towards a path of acceptance within himself.

Once again, Nathan focused on Ant and with a slight nod of his head gave a simple, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, I'm just saying what I'm seeing," said Ant.

"No, not for that. I mean for helping me to say those things," he said, blushing.

"I didn't really do anything. You have obviously wanted to say those things for a long time, maybe you could only say them to a stranger," offered Ant in an understanding tone.

"Maybe, but I hope you're not going to stay a stranger. I like you. I think we could be good friends," added Nathan.

"Thanks, that's nice. I think so too," agreed Ant.

There was an awkward silence between the two. "God this is weird," laughed Nathan. "Come on, let's go and find the others. We've not seen them in ages."

Ant turned to get out of the pool but Nathan reached out with a hand on Ant' shoulder: "Wait! You're not going to tell anyone, are you?"

"Of course not," sighed Ant with a grin. "I told you I wouldn't."

"OK, Just checking. Thanks."


Later, when Nathan and Ant eventually found Chris and David, Ant kept his word. It was as if the conversation about Nathan's sexuality never happened, although there was definitely still chemistry between Nathan and Ant, and Chris was still on the case.

Chris knew his friend well, they were very close and they lived together in the same house, so obviously Chris was bound to sense something. He wouldn't have been a very good friend if he hadn't. He had also noticed the glances and looks Nathan and Ant were sharing, but he made up his mind he would keep his word to David and leave them alone, and hope that it was just his imagination.

It was a strange concept for Chris. It would be one thing to feel utterly let down by his best friend but the weird thing was, regardless of how supportive Nathan had been about Chris being gay, Chris didn't know if he could do the same in return.

He had never thought of Nathan being gay before and if Nathan really was, it could change everything. Chris, himself, said that he hadn't changed because he was gay and that he was still the same person, just happier. But if Nathan were gay then it WOULD be a big change, a huge change, at least for Chris. He looked up to Nathan, admired him in a way. If there was one person in his life that he would want to swap lives with, it would be him, but now that person he admired may not be the person he thought he was after all. What would it mean between them. They were so close, they loved each other. Would that make the love they had wrong?

Apart from all the confusing feelings and messages floating through the air, the boys did have a good day. They all headed back to the changing rooms satisfied.

Everyone took a quick shower then headed to their lockers to retrieve their clothes and towels. They did this in a hurried fashion trying to fight off the drop in temperature from the nice hot shower to the cold changing area. Everyone found a cubicle and locked themselves inside.

Just as Ant was shutting his cubicle door, something got in the way stopping it from closing. He opened it again to see Nathan holding the door jamb with one hand while holding his towel and swimming bag in the other.

"What's up?" asked Ant a little confused.

"Shhhhh!" was Nathan's only reply as he pushed Ant back inside, closing and locking the door behind him. Next, he tossed his stuff on the floor and turned to look at Ant again. Without saying anything, he moved toward him, practically grabbed him and kissed him.

It was a long kiss, certainly longer than you might expect a first kiss to be. It was also filled with something else -- pure uncontrollable lust. As Nathan's tongue met Ant's in a fierce battle for domination Nathan forced Ant onto the little bench attached to the back wall.

At last they broke the kiss and Nathan knelt down in front him. "So," asked Ant quietly, "how was your first kiss with a lad?"

"Not as good as what my first cock's going to be like," he replied and started forcing Ant's shorts off which resisted due to the added friction of the wet fabric on wet skin.

"What's got into you? A while ago you didn't want to admit you're gay and now you're fighting to get into my pants," whispered Ant.

"First off, I'm not gay, I'm Bi. Second, I fancy the pants off you so that's exactly what I'm going to do. Now get them off," ordered Nathan in a hushed but dominant tone.

"I could get used to this," Ant laughed and pulled down his shorts.

He wasn't hard yet, but what a sight! He had a nice thick bush of black hair around his cock and he must have been about 6 inches flaccid. Nathan didn't waste any time in rectifying this problem and took Ant's dick into his mouth.

He started sucking on it back and forth and Ant was hard in no time. By the look on his face and by the sound of his breathing, And was obviously receiving immense pleasure from Nathan's first time efforts.

"You're fucking good at this, you sure you haven't done this before?"

Nathan didn't answer but continued to suck and suck taking Ant's huge 8-inch cock deeper and deeper into his mouth till he was practically deep throating.

He went at it for ten solid minutes till Ant couldn't take anymore. Through gritted teeth Ant muttered, "I'm going to cum." But Nathan didn't hold back anything and took three thick loads of cum into his mouth trying to swallow the lot, only to discover he did not enjoy the taste of it one bit. Half way down and already committed Nathan gagged swallowing the last drops of cum from Ant's dick.

"You OK?" asked Ant when Nathan had let Ant's dick flop out of his mouth.

"Yeah, I just didn't think it was going to taste that bad."

"You'll get used to it," said Ant.

"I doubt it. Anyway, we're not finished yet." And with that Nathan stood up, his crotch directly in front of Ant's face. Nathan pulled down his own shorts, with his already rock hard seven-inch dick practically poking Ant in the face."

Without hesitation Ant took Nathans dick into his mouth and went to work. Nathan's legs almost collapsed with the sensation of Ant's lips around his cock. He had had his cock sucked by his ex-girlfriend before and it had felt nice, good even, but this was something else. Ant was doing things with his tongue that were driving Nathan crazy.

Nathan had done his best before to accommodate Ant's huge dick, but Ant now had the easier job and was able to take Nathans smaller dick all the way to the back of his throat.

Saying Nathan managed to last five minutes would be pushing it. Amongst most lads it would be considered embarrassing to have cum so quickly, but unless you had experienced it, yourself, you couldn't really comment because when it came to sucking dick Ant had a natural talent and could have most guys shooting their load within a few minutes.

He swallowed every last drop of Nathan's cum but the difference was, Ant actually enjoyed the taste and didn't want to waste anything.

When the deed was done Nathan collapsed against the cubicle door. "Fucking hell," he whispered. "That was amazing, you are amazing! Fucking hell! I can‘t believe I‘ve been missing out on that."

"Nah, you've not, I'm just really good," joked Ant.

"Shit, we need to get changed quickly before Dave and Chris notice how long we're taking.

They quickly finished drying and got dressed, hoping to try and beat the other two boys, but their efforts were in vain.

After quickly getting Ant's number, Nathan opened the door hurriedly only to find Chris standing there staring in at them both. He froze on the spot looking at his friend, terrified at what he might be about to say.

Chris shook his head at the pair of them. "I knew it, I fucking knew it! Thanks Nathan, thanks for being such a good fucking friend. I can't believe this, after what I told you that night!"

David, and everyone else within earshot had stopped to watch and listen as Chris continued his teary-eyed shouting at Nathan.

"You could have made everything go away. You could have been there with me. You could -- you know what? Just fuck it! Fuck you! I hope you feel fucking miserable, and alone. And I hope he was worth our friendship. It might not have been as bad if you had came to me and told me, even after that night, just to level with me, be honest, but to find out like this? You're a prick!"

Instead of storming off in dramatic fashion fitting to his explosive monologue, he casually walk over to David. "Look Dave, I'll understand if you want to stay and walk back with Nathan. I know you haven't seen your friend in a while, but I'm going. I really don't want to be around him just now, and this is my fight not yours, so..."

"Are you crazy?" cut in David. "I'm not leaving you to walk back on your own. Come on, let's go."

And with that they left, leaving Nathan standing there in a changing room packed full of people, but feeling completely alone, more alone, embarrassed and ashamed than he had ever felt in his entire life.