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Tuesday at school
"I...can't...believe...it," Lizzie said in between pants for breath. We're in gym and running laps. I just finished telling her about last night. Despite hating running, I grin.
"Ok, that's enough for today. See y'all tomorrow!" shouts our overly enthusiastic coach. I breathe a sigh of relief. Lizzie and I walk to the lunch room. Today, we have more people than usual at our table. It's Mike, Jack, Lizzie, Justin, and me. Usually it's just me and Lizzie. I sit down next to Justin immediately and Lizzie sits next to me.
"Stop being a baby," Lizzie says when she sees Mike's face in a pout. He continues to give her puppy dog eyes. "Fine," she huffs and rolls her eyes. She gets up and sits next to him.
"How rude," I say and Lizzie laughs at me. Justin snorts and I fake glare at him. I put my hand on his thigh and I feel him tense beneath my touch. I look at him and he is staring straight ahead. "You guys will never believe what happened last night!" I say excitedly. Now that I've told Lizzie about Justin and I, I want to tell everyone else, too. "So, I went over to Justin's house and-hey," I yelp when Justin pinches my hand. Hard. "Never mind," I grumble.
He gives me this look and my stomach feels like it's on fire. This is bad, my gut tells me. I try to ignore the thought and remember that Justin and I never discussed who we should tell and when. Maybe he just wanted to tell everyone with me at a later time. Regardless, we have to talk about this. "Follow me," I tell Justin quietly so that no one else can hear me.
I get up and grab my stuff. Luckily, no one is paying attention because they're all too absorbed in conversation. I walk out of the cafeteria and into the first empty classroom that I see.
"What's with you?" I ask as soon as Justin walks into the classroom.
"Nothing," he says and looks at the floor.
"Don't do that to me. Tell me," I say.
"I don't want everyone to know about us," he admits.
"Ok, I was just going to tell the people at our table," I say.
"No, Alec, you don't understand. I don't want anyone to know about us."
"That doesn't make any sense. You're the one who told me that being gay wasn't wrong."
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean that I want anyone to know," he huffs.
"Oh, I see, you want to everyone to continue to think that you're some straight asshole that hooks up with random girls all the time?" I demand. He doesn't say anything. "Really, Justin? You want that? You know what? Fine, you do that. But we are over. I can't, I won't, be with someone who wants me to hide. I'm done hiding."
I laugh emptily, "I mean, we only made it one day, so it's not like you'll be devastated, right?" He still says nothing. "Right," I mutter and walk out of the room. The rest of the day is full of tense silences and questioning glances from Lizzie. 'Boys suck,' I mouth to her and she nods in understanding.
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Thursday after school
Elliot: Hey, Alec, would you like to come over? My parents aren't home, so it'd just be us.
Alec: Sure. What's your address?
I have spent the last few days avoiding Justin at all costs and not really speaking to anyone. Lizzie is so preoccupied with Mike that she doesn't even notice. I drive to Elliot's house. We have been talking to each other a lot more lately and I've enjoyed it.
"Hey," I say when I see him open the door and invite me in.
"Hey," he replies. I follow him to his room and suddenly get a horrible, terrible idea. I guess I'm just full of those lately.
"So, there's this person that I was seeing, but they're....ashamed of us being together so I called it off. And now," I whisper as I get closer to his face. He doesn't pull away and I take that as a good sign. "I really want to kiss you," I finish and he just looks at me. I lean forward and our lips meet. I turn and push him down so that I'm straddling his hips. He doesn't protest, so I continue.
Our lips crash into each other once again and our tongues battle for dominance. I feel him win and trace my mouth and lips. He sucks on my tongue and I moan lowly. He flips us over so that I'm underneath him. He tugs at my pants and I allow him to pull them all the way down. He slowly palms me through my boxers and I moan again.
"Elliot," I complain since he hasn't pulled down my boxers yet and continues his teasing. He chuckles and rips them down. But first, he massages my thigh and kisses down my stomach. I feel his cold hand trace my cock and I tense. He gives my length featherlight touches until I can't take it anymore. I grip his hair and tug to let him know that he needs to hurry it up.
He obliges and pumps me with hard and quick movements. I'm left a moaning mess as he continues with his handjob. Just as I'm about to cum, he stops his movements all together and pins my arms above my head so that I can't move them.
"Elliot!" I protest.
"I'll finish you off if you promise to make up with Justin," he says with an evil grin.
"What are you talking about?" I ask.
"Oh please, I know that you and Justin have a thing for each other."
"How?" I ask confused.
"At the party, the sexual tension between the two of you was thicker than steel. Honestly, I don't understand how I'm the only one who noticed. So, promise to make up with Justin and I'll let you cum," he tells me. I groan. I can't take this. I need to cum.
"Fine, I promise to try to make up with Justin," I say and look at him expectantly.
"Good enough," he says and resumes his quick pumping. With a loud moan, I cum into his hand. He uses a tissue to clean me up. "Want to play Monopoly?" he asks and I nod. We're such weird friends, I think to myself and laugh.
***So, sorry that I didn't update sooner. I don't really have an update schedule, but if you'd like for me to have one, please comment about what days you'd like. Also, this story is going to progress very quickly from here and we are about 70% through the book. And let me just say, shit's gonna go down.
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Teen FictionWhen the new kid, Justin, comes to my school, we become fast enemies. But, eventually, I begin to understand the stupid, aggravating, incredibly hot-I mean terribly ugly boy who helps me to finally feel things and take in the beauty of life. My name...