What is Love (BoyxBoy)

The Fire That Started This Mess

First period was finally over. Pete sat next to me while we worked on worksheets that Mrs. Hensley gave us. There was times when he would grab my hand and kiss it when no one was looking, or when he would rub his crotch indicating that he was horny. At one point in class he whispered in my ear: "I want to rip your clothes off right now, bend you over this desk and pound that ass as if I was the teacher and I was teaching you a lesson about being late to my class."

I never felt so uncomfortable in my life.

I knew that I was heading into the eye of hurricane while I walked to English. I was just hoping that Anthony wouldn't try anything while in school again. Ah hell, who am I kidding? He came to my house, he kissed me in school, and we almost kissed in Starbucks.

"Mr. Smith." that smooth wine voice caught my attention as soon as I walked through the door.

"Mr. Baldwin. I trust that you had a good night." I said, not wanting to look at him. I make my way to my chair all the way in the back. I couldn't make eye contact with him.

It didn't help the fact that my desk was right next to his desk, so it was hard not to turn to look at him while we talked.

"A very good night, what about you?" he asked, not moving from his desk.

The students flooded in behind me, stopping the conversation from getting into anything serious. I had a great night, and I can thank Pete for that. But Anthony couldn't know that. It'll hurt him in ways that I could understand.

"It was bearable, same as always." I said, hoping he wouldn't nitpick at it anymore.

The bell rung, causing our conversation to end, thank god. He began his lecture about The Crucible. I knew that I couldn't keep avoiding him all day. I'll run into him at the meeting tonight and then he'll want to talk, plus not to mention that we have a date tomorrow. How am I supposed to go on a date with Anthony while I'm dating Pete? I just can't win...

My phone buzzed in my  pocket, and I went through it see that it was a text message from Pete. I mentally sighed to myself and slumped into my seat.

Ask your teacher to go to the bathroom. Meet me in the bathroom upstairs by the computer lab.

Is he serious? Please tell me that he wasn't. I quickly responded to him.

Why?

Was all I could say. Although I could most likely guess why. But I didn't want to jump to conclusions. I mean for all I know he just misses me in his arms and just wants to hold me for a little while.

I always wanted to fuck in school. You know that the bathroom upstairs is always empty until 6th period.

So much for holding me.

I'm not missing class so you could fulfill your wildest dreams. You better do your best by jacking off and imagine that I'm the one doing it.

I scoffed a little to myself. He was really serious. Is that all he cares to do is just fuck? Well, I hope not.

Come on! It'll be the hottest thing ever!

I rolled my eyes. I didn't repsond to him after that. First of all I already feel bad that I'm dating him while I have feelings for Anthony, and second of all I'm not missing out of valuable learning time just to get laid.

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The rest of the school day went by normally. I sat with Mykia and Jasmine at lunch, while Pete sat across the cafeteria giving me really confused looks.