The first thing that comes to mind when someone asks you a question that you really don't want to answer is lie. No matter how many people try to deny the fact that thats what they think of first they will always know that its true. Most lies, okay all lies, end up coming out eventually so why do we tell them? To stall the truth, thats why. And I'm no different.
"Um, he pulled my shirt when he slammed me up against the lockers?" So I didn't tell a complete lie but it was a lie, nonetheless it will come back and bite me in the balls I'm just not sure when.
"How come you were gone for at least ten minutes and there were only two shots fired?" Mike questioned. Bloody hell, when I said that the truth will come out I didn't think it would come out so fast. I grabbed his arm and dragged him towards the bleachers and then up half way.
"What I am about to tell you can't get out and I mean it, one word and I will have your balls stapled to my wall." Mike is one of the few I actually trust, he knew all about Mr. Sexy Pants that I fucked in the supply closet regularly and has known that I was gay since way before that.
“Man thats brutal; don’t even joke about that.” His face twisted in pain like I had actually done it already.
“I’m not joking. They will be pride of place next to the flyer that that chick made about me and Mr. Sexy Pants in the closet” I grinned at him.
“Wait, you kept one of the flyers that Renee Williams made? The ones that her and her gang plastered around school thinking it would hurt you all because you had kissed her to shut her up the night before?” I laughed.
“Yeah, it didn’t hurt at all. If anything it boosted my ego because I knew everyone knew.” He shook his head but smiled anyway. “Class starts soon we better go” Just as I thought I might get out of telling him about the ‘incident’ he grabbed my arm and pulled me back down.
“You’re not getting away that easy; now spill it” I sighed but nodded.
“A few months back I was caught with Mr. Meyers (Mr. Sexy Pants) making out in his class room at lunch by none other than Liam. He started laughing and muttered something about blackmail before leaving the room. I ran after him and said I had some information about him that could ruin his life if he didn’t keep his mouth shut” I kicked my feet up onto the seat in front of me, trying to get comfortable because I knew I would be here for a while yet.
“What did you have on him?”
“Not a word of this gets out and I mean it; if it gets out then we are all in trouble and you will ruin more than one life.” I know he won’t say a word but I have to make sure that he knows what will happen.
“Cross my heart and hope to die” He crossed his finger over his heart.
“I caught his dad kissing his work partner in the toilets when I had to go to the police station back when our house got robbed and I had to give a statement. But that’s not all, his work partner is a handsome detective called Brian.” He started laughing.
“No wonder the guy is such a homophobe.” Now it was my turn to laugh.
“Wait until you hear the rest of my story. So after he agreed to keep his mouth shut about Mr. Meyers and I he asked me if being fairy was contagious; I mean his teacher was gay, his dad has to be at least bi and I am gay and he is practically around us all the time so he figured that’s why he felt different about a guy and asked if I could help him. He has, now had, information on me that if I told anyone what he asked then he could easily out me so why not try? And that how we got to where we are. I fuck him whenever he pleases or whenever I please all either of us has to do is say the word and we both agree.” I finished pulling out my phone to show him the proof of our texts arranging to meet up. His jaw dropped, his eyebrows shot up and his eyes went wide.
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Virgin Angel - Boyxboy
Teen FictionLuke Daniels was thought of as a Virgin Angel by his mother and by most his peers but when he was caught with his hot teacher in the school supply closet the truth came out. When Luke Daniels wants something, or someone, he usually gets but this ti...