Just Different

Chapter 26

Dave scowled and ended the call. He called Chester three times, and he didn't answer at all. Dave sighed. What did he expect? Chester always had a sour mood around him.

"Is he not answering?" Sam asked. Dave shook his head and sat down on one of the foldable chairs around the small fire. Sam shrugged and Ryan chuckled.

"He's probably busy Phi," Amir said, taking a swig from the bottle he held. Dave continued to frown.

"I'm just so bored. I want him to come."

"Just mess with one of these guys," Sam replied giggling and pointing at Amir and Brandon. "Honestly, Chester isn't the only guy you know." She was straddling Ryan's leg, the two of them in the back of the rusted truck. Ryan's hand was at the curve if her back, looking like it wanted to move down to grope her.

Dave shook his head. "They never wanna do anything with me," Dave pouted.

Brandon laughed, "Probably cause you never approach us anymore." Dave scowled at him, setting his phone down on an old metal workbench by him. 

"Yeah, you're too obsessed with Chester to care about anyone else," Amir snickered and set his bottle down on the workbench. Dave continued to scowl at Brandon and Amir, reaching into his pocket to pull out a box of cigarettes. He shook one out, holding it between his lips.

"Well, whatever, I'll be over here."

Dave took out his lighter and lit the cigarette, walking a few feet off the side of the truck. He leaned against an old, broken washing machine, inhaling smoke. He smoked for a bit, everyone else's chatter dying down. He could see Brandon kissing down Amirs neck. He heard Sam giggling and kissing Ryan, then the giggles turned to breathy moans.

It had always been like this and Dave liked it. Everyone always messed around with each other, and for no particular reason. But Dave had just wished Chester would join them. Ryan, Sam, Amir and Brandon had all begged him before, but they gave up knowing he wouldn't come to these "get togethers". Dave was the only one who persisted though. 

Dave exhaled heavily, eyes reverting back and forth from Brandon and Amir. They were still kissing. He couldn't see Sam and Ryan, but he wasn't interesting in them. Sam had always been extremely jealous of Dave. He just wished she wasn't infatuated with Chester too, it just made her so mean towards Dave. He smirked and inhaled another lungful of smoke. He was the only one Chester decided to sleep with, and Dave felt special because of that.

Dave always thought was because Chester secretly liked him too, he just never wants to admit it. It just seemed like the perfect explanation as to why Chester suddenly became his friend.

Dave sneered at the lowerclassman​ man that he had just tripped, laughs erupting from around him. He kicked the boy and then walked away, leaving a group of people either laughing at the boy or helping him. He could feel tons of dirty looks piercing his back, but he didn't care.

"Dave?"

Dave turned around. He looked suddenly surprised to see one of his classmates. It was a skinny boy, dark, messy hair. His arms were tattooed. He bit at his labret nervously. "You're Dave right?"

Dave smirked and nodded. "Yeah. What do you want." Chester was about to speak but he stopped, his eyes glaring at the people that walked past him. Dave recognized them as his friends. They didn't seem like they were friends by the look Chester gave them.

"Let's hangout after school," Chester said effortlessly. Dave looked at Chester and then back at his old friends who were talking happily with each other.

"Don't you hang out with that dream team over there though. They'd be sad to see you with me."

"I don't give two shits about what they think of me anymore." Chester stuffed his hands in the baggy jeans he wore. "Let's just hangout." was

Chester had just seemed so persistent to be with Dave that day. And they just seemed to click. Dave began to develop feelings over Chester, trying to win him over by buying him whatever he wanted. Dave didn't realize that he had fallen under Chester's control, completely oblivious to the manipulation. Chester had taken that infatuation and used it against Dave.

"Why are you so angry?" Dave asked as Chester sat on the back of the pickup truck. Chester silently fumed, kicking the dirt. He looked different now. With the money Dave always gave him to impress him, Chester had done his hair; He had a maintained buzz cut that was bleached. He wore skinny jeans, a series of belts and chains hanging from them.

"Make them miserable."

"What?"

"Make them miserable," Chester repeated, looking back up at Dave.

"I don't even know what they did to you to make you hate them. Until I know--" Dave stopped. His heart thudded as he knew he messed up. Chester's hand was at his throat, wrapped around in a firm grip.

"You want me happy, right?" Dave gulped and nodded, groaning. Chester knew it was one of his kinks but it never seemed to go any further than that. "Then do this for me." Chester didn't let go of Dave's neck, bring him closer. Dave felt Chester's hot breath against his lips. He desperately wanted to kiss him. That's all he's been wanting.

"What do I get in return," Dave purred, his fingers brushing against Chester's arm.

That's when it started. Chester began to kiss him whenever he was happy with what Dave did. Eventually, kissing became boring and Dave demanded more. Dave chuckled lightly at the memories, taking another drag from the cigarette.

"Kiss me again," Dave mewled, tugging at Chester's jacket. Chester nipped at Dave's neck before kissing him roughly again, hands grabbing his shoulders. They kissed some more and Dave pulled away.

"Touch me," Dave said quietly. Chester ignored Dave and kissed down his neck. "I've done so much for you..." Dave began, humming happily as Chester's hand moved down to his hip.

"Please," Dave begged. Chester pulled away from Dave and began unzipping his jeans. Dave moaned happily at the feel of Chester's hand against his clothed dick.

Dave tossed the cigarette, flicking it from his fingers. It wasn't until recently that they had moved on from handjobs and blowjobs to sex. Dave smirked to himself. He had wished Chester would just came and join everyone.

Dave was so lusted over Chester, he was doing nearly anything for Chester just for sex. He didn't realize how much Chester used him. Dave's eyes flashed back towards Amir and Brandon. Amir had Brandon pinned against the workbench, moving him up so he was seated on it. Dave licked his lips. Chester wasn't gonna turn up, as always. There wouldn't be any harm in joining in. It's been a while too.

He stood up straight and walked towards the group. From the corner of his eye, he could see Ryan hovering over Sam. Brandon's back was against the workbench now, Amir in between his legs. Dave snaked his arms around Amir, kissing his neck.