This is my very first story that I have ever written to be posted on any website, anywhere. I have to say that I really don’t know too much of what I'm doing, so any suggestions would be appreciated. This story involves the life of two teenage boys (and one teenage girl). This is a GAY or HOMOSEXUAL story. If you do not agree with homosexuality, please leave now. You should be 18 (or 21 depending on your location) to read or view the content in this piece. If you are not, please leave now.
"Dude, what the fuck?!" Mark yelled at me and slugged me in the arm. He caught me staring off in space while he was talking to me. I wasn’t really staring off into space, as much as I was staring at some of the girls walking by. Mark was one of my best friends, standing at 5'10" and about 130 pounds. He was a pretty skinny guy, but he had massive muscles, unlike me. My name is Travis; I stood at 6'1" and about 150 pounds. He used to joke with me calling me anorexic or bulimic, but I normally ate more than he did. We had been best friends since our early days in high school. It was our senior year, and everything was going great so far. It was still just the first day of school, but already I had the girl I wanted selected for picking.
I decided that I was going to try and get a girl that I'd had my eyes on for
over two years. Her name was Kate; she stood at 6'0" flat and was absolutely
gorgeous. She was just as skinny as I was, but had the cutest supplest breasts
you could ever see. She caught me staring at her for minutes at a time and would
laugh and throw things at me, causing me to snap out of my obvious gaze. I would
just simply smile and blow a kiss at her, flirting with her gently. We definitely
had eyes all over each other, but we were the best of friends. We promised that
we wouldn't date but I couldn’t stand it anymore. I had to have her!
"Mark, I think I'm going to ask Kate out." I said quietly as we stood near the pole in the front of the school. The pole was where Mark and I met everyday. It was just this large pole which used to be a basketball hoop before the school was reconstructed. They forgot to take down the pole, and ended up just removing the backboard and leaving it there.
"Dude, you know she doesn’t want to go out with you. I mean, you guys flirt all the time but remember what she said, 'We should just stay friends because I like you too much to hurt you.'" Mark mocked.
"Yeah, but she is the one I want. I've had my eyes on her for two years now. Two fucking years dude. I can't stand not being with her. It feels right when I'm with her.", I said slowly just thinking about her body.
He seemed to look disappointed as I started to talk more about her. His feet kind of scraped the ground and his eyes wouldn’t come into contact with mine. I was really starting to get concerned about him after a few minutes of my rambling.
"Dude, are you ok?” I asked him while he was staring off in the distance.
"Yeah, I'm fine just thinking."
"What are you thinking about? You have a girl picked out too?"
He laughed at that, "Not exactly."
"Well then what's going on, your acting really strange."
"I just don’t think it’s a good idea dude, it would be breaking her trust."
I couldn’t believe that he was saying that. He knew better than I did that I loved her and would do anything in the world to help this girl out. Even when we were just new friends I would bend over backwards to see that this chick got everything she needed. I would even call her many nights and talk for hours to calm her down after a breakup or after a fight with her parents. I loved her in my own way, but I wanted to show her that I could be there for her and am her true love.
"I know what you mean...” I started to say before I corrected myself, "Well actually no I don't. This girl makes me feel right dude. You see the way we look at each other. I want to be with her, and I think she feels the same way, I just need to step up to bat and hit the ball."
"That's what scares me...” he mumbled under his breath.
"What did you say?” I asked, I couldn’t hear him at all he was talking so quietly.
"Nothing dude, so you going to give me a ride home today? That bus was
too crowded. I need to find someone to get a ride with.
Besides, you live 3 houses down, you may as well."
"Yeah sure dude, it’s not a problem.” I said as we started walking toward the stairs. "Just promise me you wouldn’t take forever getting out to my car. It takes forever to get out of this place if we don’t jet off in a hurry. There are too many juniors driving this year."
"Don't have to say that twice, I'll meet you out there right after school." he said as he headed up the stairs. He had a class in the 800 hallway, which was up on the second floor. Mine was in the 300 hallway on the ground floor. Our school was pretty simple; it had hallways 100 through 400 on the first floor and 600 through 900 on the second floor. Each hallway had roughly 20 classrooms in it. We weren’t tightly packed; every class had about 25 students. Our school was fairly new, and so our sports teams sucked and our other recreational activities were crap. The only thing we had going for us was our literary magazine. It was the best in the state, and had won all three years that it was opened.
My first class was my worst subject. Luckily for me, I had this class first period of the day, and all year long. It was math, Trigonometry to be exact. I remember taking Geometry my sophomore year and barely making a D in the class. This was going to be a stretch by all means. I would most likely end up coming in tired and annoyed in the morning, and stubborn to learn anything. The class went by like a snail, and I was soon heading to my second class. I had to pass through the 200 hallway to the 100 hallway to get to my next class. English IV Honors was my next class on the list. English was truly my favorite class. I was looking at some of my old friends in the halls as I walked by, slapping hands and just chatting. I was getting the usual stares from the freshmen girls and I heard giggles as they walked by. I wasn’t interested in them, I was interested in my girl that I thought I would soon see at lunch, but ended up seeing much sooner.
Kate was standing outside the door of my next class as I entered the hallway through the double doors. She looked at me and smiled and waved as I walked up near the class. I glanced at her and smiled the largest smile I though I could muster. She was wearing a shirt cut off straight at her belly button and it showed her slim body. I could see the V-shape on her belly running straight into her pants. I walked over to her and put my arms around her waist and gave her a huge hug as she reached around my head and pulled herself up. I swung her around in my arms and did a full circle before replanting her on the ground.
"Hi! Long time no see!” I yelled at the top of my lungs as her cheeks turned red and she looked over at me smiling.
"Hi... sexy....” she said, joking with me.”How did your summer go? Did you have fun?"
"Yeah, but I wish I could have seen you over the summer. I forgot how good you looked."
"You got a tan over the summer; you look really good now…"
"You don’t look too bad yourself", I reasserted. "So are you in this class with me? English IV Honors?"
"Yeah, I looked over the attendance list when I got in and saw you were on it, so I came out to meet you." she said with a smile.
"Cool, let’s go in and get a seat next to each other before all the seats get taken."
"Okay, follow me I have the perfect spot."
I walked behind her and couldn’t help but stare at her small perfect butt and beautiful firm back that I could see from under her short shirt. She looked the best I had ever seen her. I wanted to fuck her in that room right when I walked in. She led me to the two rows farthest from the teacher’s desk that were at the back of two rows. She pushed me into my seat and I laughed as I fell and my backpack dropped onto the floor behind me.
"What was that for?" I asked playfully.
"No reason, just because I can." she replied gleaming.
Just as we started to talk again the teacher came in and sharply had everyone be quiet. It was Mr. Solomon; we heard this guy was a real hard ass of a teacher. I literally cringed as he started to tell us what he expected of us as seniors. His list seemed to go on forever, with enormous amounts of emphasis on the idea that we needed to "lead the underclassmen". I couldn’t help but staring at Kate all class period though, so it went by pretty quickly.
"So I'll see you at lunch?" I asked her as we walked outside the class.
"Well, what lunch do you have? Look at your schedule!" she said as she opened hers. "They subdivided the lunches this year instead of making one big block lunch, that way the cafeteria had time to prepare for each wave of kids."
"Umm... it says I have "A" lunch, what lunch do you have?” I asked reluctantly.
"Shit... I have “B” lunch...” she said with a sigh.
"Damn... well we can still meet up in English everyday, so that’s cool." I said as we looked at each others body, both noticing each other doing it.
"Well..." she said snapping out of her gaze, "I guess I better go but I'll see you soon!"
"Yeah, of course, talk to you soon!"
We gave each other one final hug and I felt up her ass a little bit while we were hugging. She let out a gasp as I did it but it slowed into a giggle as she pulled back and kissed me on the lips. I couldn’t believe it. I looked at her as she ran off shaking her ass at me. She was perfect. I couldn’t wait to get together with her again like old times. I walked away feeling my lips, moving towards the stairs to head up to the 600 hallway. I saw Mark in the hall and I called out to him as I ran up behind him.
"Dude, guess what just happened!" I said, almost out of breath.
"What, did Hitler pop out of the grave again? I still have that Zombie Blaster 3000 ready!", we both laughed as he saw I was really excited, "Dude, what the hell happened to you, its the first day of school, what the hell is so exciting about that!"
"She kissed me; Kate just kissed me in the middle of the hallway outside our English class!" I said so exciting and gleefully. I felt almost like a school girl screaming over a really hot guy or something, but the complete opposite.
"She did? Sweet." he said to me. I noticed that he didn’t exactly look too excited; in fact his mood seemed to calm down immensely when he answered me.
"Dude isn’t it great?!" I asked him, the most excited I'd ever been in my life.
"I guess so..." he said lowly. He wouldn’t look me in the eyes for some reason; I guessed something was on his mind. He probably had eyes on her too, but this was true love I felt and I couldn’t let it go.
"Do you like her dude?" I asked.
"No, not at all."
"Then what’s going on? What the hell is with you today? Every time I mentioned her name you seemed to almost crawl into a hole."
"Its nothing dude really."
"Bullshit its nothing, what the fuck is wrong with you dude, I’m here for you."
"DUDE!" he screamed at me. I almost shit myself. "It’s nothing, back the fuck off." He saw the look on my face and wouldn’t look me in the eyes again. He seemed to calm down a little bit, "Sorry, I'm just not having a good day at the moment." He said as he walked into the doorway to his class. My class was right next to his so I decided I'd see how he was doing after class.
"Ok dude, sorry, I'll talk to you after class ok?" I said to him, in a voice that let him know I cared.
"Cool, what lunch you have?" he asked me.
"I have "A" lunch, what about you?"
"Sweet, I do too. What lunch does Kate have, do you know?"
"She said she had “B” lunch, so we can't talk with her at lunch." He almost seemed to cheer up as I said this; I was confused and couldn’t really tell what was going on.
"Cool, then meet me outside of class, we'll go down and get food from here." He stuck out his hand and I grabbed it and we butted shoulders like we normally did. "I'll meet you after class" he said as he turned and walked in to find his seat. I heard the bell ringing so I ran in my class and found a seat, barely making it on time.
The class I was in was TV Production; it was a class basically all of the seniors took for an elective credit so we could bullshit around without doing any work. It went pretty quick as the teacher just let us catch up on old times during the class. Before I knew it class was over and I saw Mark waiting outside his class with a huge smile on his face. I looked up at him and walked over and we butted shoulders again.
"Are you ready for lunch?" I asked as I finished sticking the rest of my things into by backpack.
"Yeah dude, lets head down to the cafeteria and we'll head out to the pole."
We scrambled down the stairs and barely beat the majority of the line to get our food. I picked a chicken basket with a pile of chicken and fries. He got his usual salad and a Diet Pepsi. He always confused me with what he ate. He was such a biggie on eating healthy. Hell, we were in high school, why shouldn’t we just let go?
"You freak me out dude." I said looking at his black hair flopping back and forth as we walked out to the pole.
"Why?" he asked almost too concerned.
"Because, you eat so damn healthy, I'd have killed myself by now."
We both laughed and headed over to the pole. The pole was more than just a pole to us. It was a sign of our friendship. We would stand by it in the morning, sit by it at lunch, and last year when I wasn’t driving we even waited on our bus there. It was just a normal black pole but it was beaten in and had dints all over it. It was just something unique and our own.
"So, do you like your new classes?" Mark asked, looking down at me as I found my normal seat at the right of the pole.
"Yeah, they are pretty cool..." I said, adjusting my balls because my boxers were bunching up as I sat down. He seemed to stare at me while I was doing it. Finally he sat down.
"Dude, your acting really freaky today, what’s going on?" I asked him as still his eyes were fixated on my crotch.
"I don't know dude. I just don't like the idea of you and Kate hooking up. It may destroy your friendship and you could hurt her. Or even worse, she could hurt you. It just sounds bad to me."
"Dude, don’t worry about it so much, we are perfect for each other." I said reassuring my mind of what I though was right.
"I know... I just don’t like it."
With that, nothing more was said during lunch. We kept to ourselves because I was annoyed he was so negative and he was annoyed that I wanted her so bad. I couldn’t put my finger on why he was so annoyed at the idea of us, but I just shook it off like nothing. The bell started to ring signaling that lunch was over. It seemed only a few minutes after we last spoke, but it was probably more due to me having her body etched into my mind.
"Well... come, we better head out!" I said standing to my feet and sticking out a hand and pulling him up back onto his feet. He looked me in the eyes and for some reason didn’t let go of my hand. We stood there for a good 10 seconds holding hands before I coughed and said gently, with a crack in my throat "Are you... are you going to let go of my hand now?"
"Sorry..." he said as we were walking back toward the stairs. I started going up the stairs and I looked down at Mark as he walked into the sunlight, heading across the courtyard. I saw what looked like sweat rolling down his face, but I could see it was coming from his eye. He had a tear running down his cheek, but I couldn’t tell why.
The last three classes of the day were incredibly boring. I was painting, drawing, and finally watching a movie for film studies. I had knocked out all of my science and history classes before my senior year so all I had left to take was these 3 crappy electives. It drove me crazy to watch the classes slowly go by. As soon as the bell rang, I ran straight down the stairs and into the parking lot. I saw Mark already sitting on the trunk of my car entirely out of breath.
"How did you get here so quickly?" I asked.
"I ran..." he said smiling at me.
I had to laugh; he beat me to my own car by like a minute and was relaxing on the trunk. It kind of pissed me off but I laughed at it anyway. We got in the car and I drove off as quickly as I could to the front of the school. We were third in the carline to get out, so it only took us a matter of 10 seconds to get off of campus. I was so relieved to get out in time. Last year when I rode with a friend, we waited for over an hour to get off of campus due to the parking lot traffic.
"So how was your first day?" I asked him as I pulled down the long road that eventually would wind into our section of the neighborhood.
"It was...” he started to say, then just simply said "eventful."
I had a good laugh and we pulled into my driveway.
"I don’t have any homework, what about you?" I asked him as I shut the car off.
"None... my teachers are pretty cool about homework though." he said quickly.
"Want to come in then? My parents aren’t home and I have a few videos they don’t know about!" I said, giving him a sharp wink.
"Am I in them?" he asked laughing his head off. I had to laugh at that as well. He really though he was something. He was always extremely confident about himself, which made today even more concerning to me.
"Maybe, come in and find out!" I poked at him and laughed. He sighed and picked up his stuff and we walked inside. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but it was always comforting to have him come over in the afternoon after school. He came over everyday last year, and we hung out all summer long at my house. My parents worked late most nights, so I pretty much had free reign until 10pm. We went ahead and walked into the living room.
"Go ahead and get comfortable." I said, heading into my room to find my collection of porn tapes.
He took his book bag and threw it on top of mine in the corner. I normally
threw mine down as soon as I got home, I wasn’t one for homework. It normally
just sat there until I left the next day. He then leapt onto the couch and stretched
out with a yawn. "Hurry up!" he yelled down the hall, almost taunting
me. He stuck his hand under his shirt and felt his stomach and abs as he waited
on me to return to the living room.
Thanks for reading, this is Chapter 1, I will be writing multiple chapters. If you have any ideas, comments, or suggestions please contact me firstname.lastname@example.org.