God it was happening again. He didn't say anything just gave back what was given to him. I pulled him flush against me wanting to feel him in his entirety.
A door slamming shocked me from my dream. Opening my eyes I checked my phone to see I had been woken before my alarm. Great
Going back to sleep now would just make me sleepier so I forced myself up and out of bed towards the shower. Finally taking notice of the bulge in my boxers the dream I had just woken from came flooding back to me. My bulge grew slightly more uncomfortable at the memory. I had plenty of time to rub one off if I wanted to but there was no way in hell I would masturbate to thoughts of Husain. Cold shower it was then.
Still with too much time on my hands after the hasty cold shower I decided it was best to just head to school early. Better then sitting around the house waiting for my mom to wake up and complain about the state of my room or some other unimportant shit that no one wanted to be nagged about first thing in the morning.
I grabbed my keys as well as my jacket. My car was nothing fancy just my dads old Toyota but it was still more then the other guys on the team had. Our community wasn't anything special, mostly low to middle income families. Come to think of it Husain's dad was a doctor and his mom did something in bio engineering I think? He was probably one of the only really well off kids in the school. This thought was punctuated as I pulled into the school parking lot to see Husain himself leaving behind a shiny Porsche. Probably the latest model.
God he looked adorable. No! He looked like a suicide bomber!
I felt guilty for thinking that almost instantly. I knew I couldn't like him but did I have to add to the racist animosity of the rest of the school? Ninety percent of them were just jealous of his families wealth anyways.
Shit he's looking this way! He's coming over here! Shitshitshit.
No where to run no where to hide and no one around this early in the morning. My mind raced for an evasive maneuver but it was already too late.
"Hey Jackson."
His quiet soft voice brought back memories from yesterday and what lead to us in a heated make out. I just wanted to grab and kiss him agai- NO!!
"What do you want Saddam?" Why did I say that? Where was all my big talk about not fallowing the heard?
Husain winced at the name but seemed to shake it off.
"I know your just confused. Hell I'm confused about it too. I just wanted you to know that even though I don't know my exact feelings I know that I really liked kissing you and I really hated being pushed down. So before I can focus on the first thing I need to address the second."
Suddenly without knowing what happened I was flat on my back. What just happened? Husain reaches a hand out to help me get back up. I took it still dazed and confused. Once on my feet Husain didn't stop there. Leaning in he pecked my cheek and stepped back. My hand seemed to unconsciously reach up to touch the spot he kissed.
"I know your confused-." Before he could finish I was pulling him towards the back seat of my Toyota. Once we were both in I closed the door behind me and went for his mouth. My lips explored his own closed ones without remorse. After another second of this joke of a kiss I swiped my tongue across his bottom lip asking for a real kiss. He stubbornly refused. I moved from his lips down his jaw line until I reached his ear.
"Come on Husain." I whisper while nibbling his ear lobe.
That seemed to really get to him. A violent shiver racked him. He turned his head towards me and resumed kissing only this time our tongues clashed immediately. We continued kissing and groping each other in the back seat of my Toyota until someone knocked on the glass.
