The American Dream

Lawson Stark

Last month, I fucked a straight man.

Today is the first day of the rest of my life. Moving from a small town in Missouri to New York City is a change. A big one. One that I didn't get a say in.

It's a very sudden change.

My sister Maddie is pregnant and pissed. She's sixteen. I'm a closeted teen. My dad is in jail for aggravated assault. My mom is addicted to heroine and cocaine.

Not exactly the kind of family you dream about.

Maddie is being transferred to a group home in New York. I don't get that shelter.

Because I'm nineteen and "technically an adult" I can't go to a group home. Yay me.

I go with Maddie to New York anyway. Even though she doesn't see me as her brother, I go to try and protect her. By the way, her baby daddy is the guy who fucked me. He's the guy I fucked back. Aaron Bowen.

He was the star quarterback of the football team. Everyone adored and respected him. I'm quiet and keep to myself. No one would of thought we would have gotten together.

We had sex the first time at prom last month. Our senior prom.

Prom was boring to say less. I went to an after party with Zara Myers, my girlfriend at the time. We both got a little buzzed but not drunk drunk. Not drunk where you cant comprehend anything. I wish I was.

We were in someone's bedroom, making out. She left to get us more drinks. While waiting, I turned to the window away from the door. I thought is was her who came in and locked the door. When I finally turned around, Aaron Bowen, the tall muscular brunette was standing six feet away. He kept walking towards me.

The closer he got, the more nervous I was. Before, I've only spoken a couple words with him. Never held an actual conversation with him. I was scared. He finally reached me and grabbed me hard, yanking me towards him.

I yelp. "What are you doing?" I try to yell, but only a whisper comes out. "What does it look like?" He grins a devilish smile. I try to pull away, but I'm not strong enough. He grasps both of my wrist with one hand and yanks it above my head. I can't pull free.

His other hand messes around with my Jean button and belt. Finally striking luck, he gets them free and tugs my pants down. I begin to moan.

His free hand yanks his own jeans down. He tugs his underwear down with it. His dick springs out, clearly hard. He leans his head against my neck and begins to kiss up to my lips. Before he gets there I shudder.

"I'm not going to hurt you," he whispers. His lips forcefully slam against mine. He drops my wrist and uses both hands to tug my underwear down. I hang my hands at my side.

He grabs my hand and places it on his dick. "Jerk." He demands. So I do. I rub his cock up and down repeatedly. His hands touch mine.

I can't help myself. I become hard. We both groan together. He gets down on his knees and sucks my dick. His head bobs up and down as he goes back and forth on my cock.

I groan, getting closer to cumming. "Fuck." I moan as I cum into his mouth. He releases my dick from his mouth as I squirt myself onto his face. He stands up and I lick myself off of him.

He grabs my neck and kisses me with a fiery passion. I kiss back.

He drags me to the bed. He lays me down while climbing on top of me. He slowly positions himself above my dick.

"Have you ever done this before?" I ask. "No. You?" "Once or twice." He grins at me. "You horny little bitch." I laugh. "I have needs." "Well guess what, me too." He pushes himself down my dick, making us both groan at the same time.

I place my hands on his lower back as he begins to ride me. Slowly at first. But after about five minutes, he begins to ride faster. "FUCK!" He moans. He leans forward to kiss me. He leans back up.

I slap his ass as he rides. "Fuck me." He begins to squirt his cum on my face. I lick it off with my fingers. He gets off my dick and lays beside me. His fingers touch my chest and toy with my nipple.

"How long have you known?" I ask. "I don't know. I'm didn't know I was gay. I mean, I had suspicions but I play football so I thought I had to be manly. Not that being gay isn't manly, but people don't see it that way. If I'm being totally honest," he says moments later, "I've had a crush on you since sophomore year."

One year later, I found out that that was bullshit. He got my sister pregnant for fucks sake.