Math Class- BoyxBoy

The closet- chapter 1

Hot kisses with nothing in between them but their clashing tongues and noises of pleasure. They had to keep it down, of course- the closet door was only so thick. They first started meeting in the bathroom, within the gray plastic walls of the last cubicle, the biggest one. Since they left during different classes at the same time and it was in the middle of a period, it was deserted enough. But when things got deeper- when long kisses could no longer satisfy and the bathroom couldn't hold the sounds of a full on make out session, they took up room in the closet. This closet.

Jake shoved Benton's hands under the hem of his t shirt, jumping at the fire that bloomed under the forced contact. Although Benton was much taller than him, Jake was often the one in control. Benton wasn't the smartest- one of the best on the football team and taller than most his teachers, but not that smart. It was easier for Jake to manipulate him that way anyhow, so he wasn't complaining. Especially now when Benton was leaning down over him in order to fully kiss him, running his hands a bit back and forth on Jakes sides. Jake pushed his hands farther into Benton's hair, pushing their mouths so tight it felt like their kiss had morphed into a connection. Man, it felt so good to Jake. He assumed it was the same for Benton, though they had never really "discussed" the sort of agreement they had.

They didn't like each other in that way at all of course- that's gay, and they both like girls. Jake always told himself it was puberty and hormones, and getting a girl friend who was ok with this kinda thing was hard work. Why didn't everyone do this? It's sooooo much simpler.

Jake was a mess right now, he was in that much bliss. But his history teacher would get mad if he wasn't back soon- it was time for the worst part of their little "meetings".

The ending of it.

Unbearably, Jake pulled away. "I gotta go or Mrs.Carmon will get my as*, and I know your English teacher has a stick up his, so you should too." Benton nodded, having stated at him the whole time. That was normal- he started a lot trying to process, it how his brain worked. "Yeah dude, Mr. Lakes kept me after class last time." He continued staring. This time, at Jakes lips. Then he looked at his red and gave a dopey smile before doing the routine of cracking open the door and checking for anyone before stealing away. As the door closed behind, Jake fell back against the wall and let out a puff. He fixed his hair a bit, wound wrong if Benton would remember to unscrew up his bangs. Jake waited half a minute before walking out too, like he usually did. This wasn't weird or gay or bad- this was normal. Right?

Yeah, yeah. Benton was nothing but a friend he had an agreement with. Nothing more. But then, why did he miss him as he dragged his feet down the empty halls, back to a desk between to girls that he should feel attracted to. Wait, did feel attracted to; they were pretty hot after all.

Benton was nothing but a friend. They used each other, yeah, but that didn't really matter, did it.

Jake smiled as he walked in.