Disciple (Sal x Travis)

Firsts

Sal
The bell for lunch rang, and instead of sitting with my friends, I patiently waited on Travis to meet me in the dark, empty Spanish room.  

Minutes passed before the blonde appeared, shutting the door behind him.

"Hey." He said, with a breathless smile.

I removed my prosthetic and set it on a desk, opening my arms, "Hey, Travis.."

He wrapped his semi-muscular arms around my waist and squeezed me into a tight hug. Whenever we hug, Travis likes to shove his face into my neck. So he sorta hunches down, it's cute.

He sighed, relaxed, "I missed you."

I felt a smile coming on as my face warmed up, "I missed you, too." I grabbed him by his sweater and pulled him into my lips.

Travis
I missed Sal so much.

After seeing him yesterday and then going home to that shit storm, all I've thought about is when I get to see him again. I feel so vulnerable, and weak.

Kissing him with his hands in my hair and his back against the wall, legs around my waist..

Every so often he lets out a sweet little gasp or chuckle. Oh, and believe me, I tried with all of my might to ignore that every move he made rubbed against me.

There's only so much a teenaged boy can do to ignore something like that.

Sal
"Mm- Travis?"

"Yeah?"

"Whatever's in your pocket is poking me." I smile sheepishly, hoping I didn't ruin the moment.

He had me up against the wall, my arms around his neck and hands in his hair. My legs locked around his hips.

Travis' face turned bright red, even in the dark of the classroom, he pratically glowed. "I'm sorry." He sputtered out.

Slowly, realization set. My face burned, but I couldn't control the laughter. I covered my mouth to muffle it, but still, I couldn't stop laughing.

"Hey- asshole. It's not funny!" Travis hissed, but he started laughing too.

Last year, I would have never thought that I would be in a Spanish room, laughing with Travis Phelps because I gave him a boner.

Finally, after some composure between the two of us, I kissed him on the cheek, "Let me help." I cooed.

Travis
Sal wiped off his mouth with the back of his hand and buckled his prosthetic over his face. My whole body was warm as I buckled up my belt.

"It's not going to be awkward now, is it?" He asked, hand on the doorknob.

I shook my head, a satisfied grin still plasted on my face, "No, why would it?"

Sal watched me for a moment, I could tell by his eyes he was smiling, "Just making sure. I'll go out first and you come out in a few, okay?"

"Got it."

He put his fingertips to his fake lips and tapped my cheek, then left without another word.

Sal
I took my seat with Ash and Larry in Literature. The two of them eyed me suspiciously as I sat my bag down.

"Where were you at lunch?" Larry asked, flipping open his notebook.

I shrugged nonchalantly, "Bathroom. My throat hurts so I didn't feel like eating."

Without missing a beat, Ashley interjected, "Liar, Larry checked all four boys bathrooms."

Larry confirmed, "Didn't seem to be a single Sally Face in any of them."

I thought about telling them, I really wanted to. They're my best friends! Why wouldn't I tell them that I just gave my first blow job?

"So where were you?" Ash tapped her black painted nails on the table.

Here goes nothing.

"I was with someone." I said quietly.

Ashley gasped, and Larry furrowed his eyebrows, "Who?" He asked.

I shook my head hard, pigtails smacking me in the process, "Can't say. Sworn to secrecy."

Ash rolled her eyes, then mustered a devious grin, "What were you doing that required you to hide somewhere we couldn't find you.. during a free period?"

Larry snickered, "Getting pussy, obviously."

"Dick, actually."

My taller male friends eyes nearly bulged out of his head, "What?" He whispered, "Sal. Are you telling me-"

"That you had gay sex at school during lunch?" Ashley finished.

I couldn't help but grin, I felt kinda cool. Like one of the kids that does things at school and people hear about it. Thats dumb, though, isn't it?

"No sex," I reveal, "I just..." I brought my hand to my prosthetic mouth and made a lewd gesture.

Ash busted out into laughter, and Larry grimaced, laughing a little, but in sort of a grossed out way.

"Gross," he says, "I so dont believe you."