The Prince's Fiancé (BoyXBoy)

Chapter XIII Royal Claim

Chapter 13 Royal Claim

Trent

Trent amazed himself by doing the one thing; not once thought of doing in his life. He watched two men do explicit things with each other. He was more than mildly surprised by the manly grunts and bad language passed back and forth. The craziest thing about it all, it didn't do much for Trent. Though he was sure it turned most gay men on, but for Trent himself, not much. Just a full fledging raging hot boner. None of it really brought a rise out of him. He couldn't stop imagining doing a few of those things with Jason. That was the reason he had a boner.

He had to keep the volume down to a zero and kept his phone under his desk while checking to make sure no one was watching. At first he felt like he was twelve years old all over again. Like he was committing a serious felony. He wasn't even supposed to be using his phone.

Trent was going from video to video, trying to find something to get a rise out of him. Not much of it worked. At least not of the bondage stuff did anything for him. He became repulsed when he stumbling across golden showers and pissing. That was enough research for the day. How in the world did anyone get their rocks off on something like that?

Gym class came and went almost as normal. He tried to ignore the guarded looks he was getting from one of Jason's best friends, Nicklaus. Every time he turned to face whoever he felt was staring at him, he'd find Nicklaus staring with no shame. Some of the other guys noticed and started giving him crap about it. Like with most guys, they found ways to laugh it off and continue on with their game.

Trent was no longer the only guy on the volleyball team. A guy who laughed too loud and thought he was a gift from heaven decided he wanted all the glory to himself. Only half female population seemed happy to oblige. The other half went out of their way to show Trent their loyalty.

By loyalty, some girl he hardly knew, a brunette grabbed Trent by the shirt as he was leaving the boys locker room, shortly before gym ended. She was strong for her size and kissed Trent like he was the last man on the planet. Her hands balled into fists as she gripped his shirt and pulled herself closer. Trent let it happen, because was let's face it, she was hot.

His body started to heat up, including the southern part of him. The reaction was the same as it always had been. Trent by no means was a virgin, but that didn't mean he was the kind of guy that chased every skirt imaginable. He had the family name and morality to uphold.

She used her tongue and Trent responded with the same favor when suddenly he felt... wrong. Shame. They were behind the other bleachers. It was darker and cooler there. Trent could hear the same senseless babble of his fellow peers just on the other side, but that was irrelevant.

Trent broke away from the kiss but the strange girl didn't seem to notice. She suddenly looked very pleased with herself and literally skipped away. Meanwhile, Trent was breathless and leaned against the back of the bleachers for support. He brought one hand up to his face like he just had his first kiss. With his fingers he traced the pattern where the girl's lips had been.

Some stranger kissed him, but in the back of his mind, he wanted to kiss someone else. He almost kissed that someone-else earlier that other day. That someone was obviously Jason. What was he thinking? Judging by the sudden bulge in his pants apparently he still could.

The shame though, the shame he felt came as a surprise. But why? What did he do to feel ashamed about? He kissed a girl, and he liked it. Simple right?

Trent was a man, a man that liked women, and the occasional guy. He just never acted on it before.

Right?