Door Number One

Hooking up

Liam was going to go to hell.

He literally was.

He couldn't even blame it on being gay and Catholic and the fact there was no Adam and Steve mentioned in the bible. Nope. The reason he was going to hell was the pure fact that Aiden fucking Carter was giving him head while leaning against the stations of the cross.

Maybe it was Aiden who was going to hell, thought Liam as he thrust his cock further down the other boys throat, after all it was his idea.

He shook his head as he remembered how the day before he gave Aiden a blow job in the school chapel. Yep, they were both going to hell.

He couldn't quite remember whose idea that had been.

At least Aiden had been revising at the time although using his Alevel politics textbook to poorly hide what they were both doing probably didn't count.

Ever since the day at Jimbo's house the two boys had been at it like bunnies. Both of them eager to explore their sexuality further. It helped both were keen to experiment as well as try new places when the need arose which was now a frequent occurrence.

Liam couldn't complain as he was no longer awake all night from exam stress and was now sleeping like a log.

The only thing he didn't like about their little casual relationship was that he didn't know where he stood. Were they allowed to date other people? He didn't like the thought of Aiden seeing anyone while they had this little arrangement going on but at the same time the thought of dating Aiden didn't exactly appeal to him either.

"I don't feel like your paying attention"teased Aiden looking up from the ground.

"I am. I am. For the love of God and all things holy don't stop now!"whined Liam.

Aiden laughed and continued to suck with vigour. Liam reached his peak not long after and quickly zipped up his trousers. Aiden wiped his mouth and then gave Liam a long, drawn out kiss that made both of their knees weak.

"You owe me a can of coke"said Aiden.

"I think you owe me one now after that kiss"retorted Liam. "I can literally taste myself".

"And don't you taste lovely"teased Aiden, kissing the boy again.

"I highly doubt it"Liam said dryly. "Anyway stop kissing me, people might see us!".

Aiden burst out laughing, "Seriously dude...what do you think we've been doing for the last ten minutes?".

Deciding to ignore the last comment Liam took out his phone to discover a few messages and one missed call from Dom, most of them trying to find out where he was that lunchtime.

Liam glanced at Aiden, "Did you tell the others where you were going?".

Aiden looked at Liam in amusement and was tempted to make another witty comment although he didn't think the other boy would appreciate it judging by the expression in his face.

"No"Aiden drawled out slowly. "Should I have told them I was with you?".

"God no!"Liam snapped back. "We're going to have to figure out a plan. We can't just go back in together. It will look suspicious".

"Why not?"asked Aiden. "I'll just tell them Sister Mary roped us both in for some impromptu litter picking".

"You can't say that!"said Liam looking horrified. "That's just so many levels of wrong to involve the nuns like that".

"O-kay"Aiden responded, his eyes glistening with amusement as he chuckled quietly to himself.

.............................

"Where have you two been?" were the first words they heard as they rejoined the others at the lunch table.

"Bog"answered Aiden, easing himself into the chair next to Jimbo and nicking a chip on his way from Weasels plate.

"Litter picking".

Aiden gave Liam a pointed look at his panicked answer. Liam simply shrugged his shoulders, ignoring the questioning looks from his friends as he sat in the seat opposite next to Dom.

"What do you think they've been doing? Fucking?"Weasel asked Jimbo sarcastically, snapping Aidens hand before his fingers ventured any closer to his plate again.

"Your so fucking weird"mumbled Jimbo, picking up his phone and loading up his social media platform.

Liam blushed bright red at Weasels last sentence, internally panicking, wishing he'd gone to the toilets first. He just knew his hair was a mess as Aidens didn't look much better. His lips also felt swollen and bruised. He suddenly felt Aiden kick him under the table and the boy glare at him pointedly.

He glared back questioningly to which Aiden discreetly adjusted his own shirt collar before sinking down into his chair.

Liams fingers grazed over his own neck which felt slightly sore from where Aiden had been kissing him earlier. Aiden simply rolled his eyes before realisation hit Liam like a ton of bricks. That bastard! Quickly Liam adjusted his shirt collar and made a mental note to check out the damage before the bell rang.

Liam pulled out his sandwich, finally starting to relax, half listening to the conversation going on around him. Apparently Jimbos parents were away that weekend so he had taken the opportunity of organising a party hence his fixation for his phone lunchtime.

"Just make sure you don't invite everyone on your friend list"advised Weasel. "Only two people will turn up".

Jimbo scoffed loudly and waved a finger in Weasels direction, "At least that's one more than you and I don't want any of your burger people at my party either".

"Burger people?"questioned Dom.

Aiden let out a big grin and stretched out his arms, "Yeah. Don't think Jimbos quite forgotten the time we went in there for a late night snack and Weasel decided it would be fun to serenade him and then the rest of his colleagues decide to join in".

Jimbo shuddered from the memory. "They still do that!".

Weasel grinned, "That was leg-en-dary! Fine, but I'm in charge of music".

"Nope. I've seen your taste. I've no desire to listen to Sam Smith all night".

"I like Sam Smith!"protested Liam.

"I'd stop taking if I was you"advised Aiden, raising an eyebrow at him.

Liam took Aidens advise and continued to listen to Jimbo and Weasel bicker about the party as he ate the rest of his lunch. Once he'd finished he looked at the time on his watch before waving goodbye to the others and heading to the nearest toilets.

Thankfully the toilets were empty as he quickly made his way to the mirror and lowered his collar to inspect Aidens latest artwork.

Shit. It looked bad.