Three Course Meal (BxBxB)

Chapter I

*clark pictured above*
"Oh yes Clark, You make me feel so good."

"You like that daddy?"

"Fuck get up, so I can empty my cum inside of you!"

"What?"

"I said get up!"

"I don't understand?"

"Get up! Clark! Get the hell up!"

...

"Seriously, CLARK get up, you're gonna be late for school." Shouted my mom.

I never knew why, but, I've always had that reoccurring dream, where I am having a threesome with two other guys, and to be honest its so fucking hot.

While I was walking over to my dresser to go get ready for school, on the way I looked at myself in the mirror and realized that I had morning wood, harder than ever.

"Damn, that dream must've been so hot," I thought to myself and winked.

I made my way downstairs for breakfast, and grabbed a book to read while I ate.

Now I know what you're thinking, "books are for nerds."

The true thing is though, I don't really care.

Yeah, I may be gay and read books, but at least I am quiet.

I'm not the type of gay cliché that is over the top, and, I am definitely not the type where I am crazy and just, "yaaaaass bitch, and yaaaaas that."

The truth is, that I am the shy kind of gay.

...

As I trotted outside of the door, my sister came to say goodbye to me.

"Have a great day at school big brother, if you're having any problems just come to me and we'll talk about them together and cry if we have to." My sister told me as I was about to leave.

...

When I got to school, it was the same as always.

Girls are always on their phones probably trying to schedule their weekly dick appointments.

Stoners are always tweaking and wreak of marijuana.

Then there's the infamous jock duo, that happen to be my locker neighbors.

Jonathan Mclantosh, the chocolate brown hair really compliments his green eyes, and his v-neck leaving almost no room for imagination. God what I would give to be in a janitor closet with him for five minuets. Then there's Quintin, raven black hair barely covering his more than exposed sleek grey glasses, he's more of the guy whose got the brains, but people say he has a soft side to him, very interesting.

"Hey Quin you wanna hang after school?," John said over excitedly.

"Can't I'm tutoring after school," Quintin said almost in the exact opposite expression.

"Again when's the last time you actually hung out with me," John sighed.

Quintin slammed his locker shut "you ask everyday if I we can 'hang' and your always just...fuck."

'Looks like things are escalating bad better get out of here.'

I got to my locker turned the nob, and grabbed my cook book and left for home economics, the only 'good class', now I know what your thinking , "He's gay, a nerd, and he cooks".

You may call that lame but I'm a triple threat.

As I made my way down to the hall I heard a huge racket behind me.

I turned around and saw that Jonathan and Quintin were fighting, I walked back towards them.

When I got there, I immediately got blacked out.

"Did I just get punched?"

...

"Here take this," as the nurse handed me an ice pack, "oh, and uh... the principal would like to see you in his office."

"Thanks," I said.

I walked down to the principals office and saw Jon and Quintin there, I sat down into the empty chair next to them.

"Do yall know the dangers of fighting in the hallway?, huh, DO YOU!," shouted Mr. Banks.

"No sir," Jon replied with an attitude.

"Hey, don't you dare get smart with me kid!," Mr. Banks yelled.

"Watch it!," Quintin said.

I myself was just silent and sitting there watching the whole thing happen.

"Because of your guys attitude towards me, and all yall fighting, the three of you are assigned lunch duty for a week!,"

"Okay," we all said.

"And Clark, go home you look pretty rough," Mr. Banks said.

"Okay," I said while grabbing my stuff and walking out side of the door.

While walking down the hall on the way to the door, I can feel four eyes creeping upon me.

I turn around and I see Jon and Quintin staring at me, something different from the way everyone else looks at me.

I rolled my eyes and started walking.

Just then, Jonathan pins his arm between me and my way out.

"Where do you think you're going kitten?" Jon said in his lusty voice

I tried to move the opposite direction of my captor, but, I was already stuck between Jon and Quintin.

"You didn't get lunch today right?, let us make it up to you, we're taking you on a date," John said.

"W-what?" I said while blushing.

"A date just me you, and dark and gloomy over here" John stakes pointing towards Quintin.

"O-ok, sure," I said with my words twisted.

John started dragging me away and I felt Quintin's hand rub against my thigh.

Fuck that felt good.

As I and two of the most hottest jocks left for the door I realized something, Jon and Quintin are the people in my sexy ass threesome dreams.

Holy Shit.