Secrets; Maylor

6

Brian

I fluttered my eyes open, flinching at the sunlight shining through my room on an early Monday morning.

"Wake up, Brian. Its six-am." My mother opened the door. I groaned with a nod before she left to make breakfast.

After Freddie and I watched a movie on Friday night we decided to...well. We didn't go all the way, but we just did oral. I'm glad nothing went too far otherwise I probably would of regretted it. After all, I'm not that romantically interested in Freddie. I've never thought of him that way, but I was keen to try a little fun for the first time. I just hope he doesn't get the wrong message and think I like him! I like Mr T- I mean- no I don't.

"Smells so good, Mum" Mum smiled at me in thanks before she realised I didn't have my pants on properly, and was tripping and falling over them.

"Are you incapable of putting pants on?" Dad asked. I walked over to the table and zipped my fly up, raising my hands to the side in pride afterwards. Dad just rolled his eyes and continued reading the paper. 

Our little family had a feast for breakfast. It consisted of waffles, syrup, bacon for my parents and vegan bacon for myself. It's so hard to get vegan meats so I barely even get to have some but, occasionally Mum's friend thats some sort of gourmet chef knows how to cook everything and anything. So sometimes she makes vegan bacon just for me! It was really nice of her, considering she had no vegetarian friends. I've never even met a vegetarian before. They must be cool as shit. Exhibit A: Me.

After brekky I thanked my Mum, giving her a kiss goodbye and left for school.

"BRIAN!" I heard someone call my name from behind me. I hadn't even got to the end of my street yet. I whipped my head around to see a frantic Freddie Bulsara, waving his arms, running at full speed and tripping every so often. I let out a loud laugh,  as he did look ridiculous.  

"What the fuck?" I asked.

"My cats..." He huffed out of breath.

"Did they have a foursome this time?"

"HOW DID YOU KNOW!?"

"Oh, God."

The whole way to school Freddie went into critical detail about his cats' sex life. It really did concern me. He even explained how the rest of his cats were watching them do their business. Apparently one cat watching had his legs wide open, sitting on his butt, and licking his PENIS!? I worry even more how Freddie knows all this shit. 

"You know, I have a cat." We walked into the gates of the school as Freddie gawked at me.

"And you didn't tell me!? I stayed at your place on Friday! I didn't see the pussy."

"He always goes on little trips and doesn't come back 'til a week later." I chuckled.

"What's his name?"

"Squeaky." I smiled.

Fred and I gathered our books for periods one and two which was a double English lesson. 

"So...Friday..." Freddie leaned against the locker next to mine, blowing his bubble gum. He held a cocky smile, grinning like wild. I rolled my eyes, slamming my locker. Freddie jumped in a fright.

"What about it?"

"Well, what about next Friday?"

I DIDN'T WANT TO GO ANY FURTHER! ABORT MISSION, ABOR- And as if on cue, the bell rang, chiming through the school. The sound of lockers being slammed shut filled the halls.

"Lets go." I smiled. 

"Next Friday?"

It was easier to turn him down now that we're not looking each other in the eyes, but walking to our next class. "I really enjoyed Friday. But, I have my eye on someone else and I'm not g-"

"You're not gay!?" Freddie yelled. Many students whipped their heads around and gave concerned stares, "Your dick didn't say that when it was down my throat two nights ago!" More stares.

"Keep it down!" I whisper shouted going at a faster pace.

"Maybe I should have said that to you the other night." He sighed angrily, "At least tell me who it is, and be honest."

"Promise not to judge?" We almost were at our class. Was I really gonna tell him? I nervously stared down the hallway, too nervous to look him in the eye. "It's Mr Taylor." 

"You, slut." Fred giggle in excitement, gawking and flapping his hands, "You actually like him!? Never mind, I'm not angry anymore. 'I'm not gay', my ass."

We got to class being the first students as usual. Sir was bent down, looking in a files cabinet. He was searching the drawer that so happened to be the one at the bottom. He could probably reach his toes if he wanted to. It was the most beautiful view. His ass is amazing. He hadn't noticed us yet so I allowed myself to stop dead in my tracks. Fred quietly chuckled from behind me, noticing that I began to stare. Mr Taylor groaned in frustration as he couldn't find what he was looking for. He bent further down if that was even possible. I let out a small moan which made Sir turn around. He had a welcoming smile on his face until it suddenly dropped. Freddie gave him a blank stare, taking a drink out of his water bottle. I noticed Mr Taylor awkwardly look down at my pants. I stared in confusion until I looked down and saw...oh no.

"Shit!" I yelled. Freddie immediately looked at me and couldn't help but notice my pants. He choked on his water, spluttering and gasping for air. I ran out of the classroom at full speed. I GOT A FUCKING, RAGING BONER. And these pants made it even more obvious. I sat on the toilet seat in complete embarrassment. I began to think of everything that grossed me out to the max.

Spiders, Muff, My parents, Girls.

I allowed myself to sit there and just think. 

Eventually my problem had gone down enough that I could hide it. I sighed in relief, not giving a shit that I was late to class. I'm sure Sir wouldn't even contemplate about allowing me to be late because of that.

I got back to class to see everyone was at their desks, talking away and doing their assigned work. I must of been in the bathroom for a while. Sir sat at his desk, and looked up at me. I awkwardly nodded and stared at the floor, rushing to my seat. As soon as I sat down, Freddie put his hand on mine and said, "That was really hot." I uncomfortably glanced at him until I noticed Mr Taylor come our way.

"Shit." I muttered under mr breath as Fred chuckled.

Sir got behind me like he always did when he spoke to me. It was kind of weird but, I found out it hot when he whispered into my ear, "See me after class, May." I shuddered at his words with a small, fragile nod. Freddie gave us a look. Sir's cologne lingered for a few moments and I swear it made me even more hard.

"Still hard?" Fred asked, taking notes in his book.

"Yup."