“YOU FORGOT YOUR BACKPACK!” His mom yelled from the living room as the front door closed.
“Fuck me.” He growled to himself before opening the door and grabbing his backpack silently, hoping his mom wouldn’t say anything.
“Love you, hun.” His mom said in a distant voice as she kept her eyes on the TV.
“Yeah, yeah.” He grumbled dispiritedly before leaving the house.
The blood finally started to leave his face as he made his way to the bus stop. Once he had a moment to himself he looked up to the dark blanket of early morning sky, appreciating the barely visible wisps of cloud that fogged up his view of the stars. He took a deep breath of fresh air and held it in his lungs before slowly letting it out, hoping that the rest of his day went more smoothly than his morning. Then again, his morning wasn’t all bad. In fact it had been so good that just the thought of it was enough to start pumping blood to his cock. He felt it grow in his pants but he changed his train of thought in an effort to make it vanish.
After staring off into the distance for a good amount of time he pulled out his phone and started browsing the web. He had a guilty pleasure of looking around online for hookups, even going as far as to send them pictures of his gaped hole, his thick cock, and his body – minus his face of course. Every aspect of him was out there online if anyone was interested, and most of them were. He could never bring himself to meet with anyone though. Every time he would chicken out and delete and block whoever was emailing him.
“Hey Ryan!” Ryan jumped from being startled, almost dropping his phone to the ground. He turned off his phone before shoving it into his pocket and turned around quickly not recognizing the voice at first.
“Oh, hey Matt.” He sighed, stretching his body, trying to show off his muscles just a little. He had always had a crush on Matt, even though he was his best friend. The worst part about it was that at one alcohol fueled party he had tried to convince Matt to let him suck on his cock. Unfortunately Matt was nice and sober when he also told him that he had feelings for him. Good thing nothing actually happened to their friend ship and they were able to move on from it. It sucked too because about sixty percent of his fantasies involved Matt.
“Ready for school?”
“Hah, no. I didn’t do my math assignment last night and I have a four page paper due tomorrow in history that I haven’t started. We are also supposed to be editing that rough draft today, so I am kind of fucked.”
“So skip math and work on your history, you have math first right?”
Ryan frowned, “Nah, it’s after, I am just sort of screwed all the way around.”
“Ah, it will be okay.” Matt grinned, putting a comforting arm around his shoulder.
“If I fail any classes I am getting kicked out of my extra-curriculars.” He frowned. His hormones have been in a massive rage this year, so it has been incredibly hard to focus on anything but his cock and ass for most of the semester. Sometimes he felt that he just go fuck someone really quick just to get it over with so he could move on with his life. Too bad life wasn’t that easy.
“That’s rough, man, maybe you can do, like, extra credit or something for the teachers. Like tutoring or something along those lines. Maybe sucking some teacher dicks will put you ahead in your classes!” His words turned into laughter immediately after finishing his sentence. Ryan’s eyes squinted and he curled his hand into a fist before driving it into Matt’s abs, boy they felt nice against his knuckles, he could tell that he worked out just as hard as him.
“Fuck you.” Ryan glowered as Matt doubled over in both laughter in pain.
“Okay! Okay! I get it, sore subject. I won’t do it again.” He said standing up as he wiped tears of joy and pain from his eyes
“Anyway, nah, I am just going to try and bust my ass and hope I make good grades.” Ryan said trying to convince himself that he could save himself.
Matt started to laugh but caught himself and let out something that sounded like a cough and a sneeze. “Poor choice of words.”
“Fuck you!” Ryan growled as he tried to gut punch Matt again.
“I told you! No mean no, no matter how much you want it!” Matt laughed as he quickly dodged out of the way and grabbed Ryan from behind as if giving him a bear hug. Ryan started to blush as he could feel Matt’s taller, broader form curve around his own. His cock would have been right between his butt cheeks had they not been wearing clothes. The thought of it made Ryan shiver letting out a soft moan.
Ryan caught himself in the middle of his fantasy and immediately stomped down on top of Matt’s foot, causing him to yelp out in pain and jump back before Ryan could take another swing. “Oh, come on!” Matt frowned knowing that he had pushed Ryan too far this time. Usually they were really cool with messing with each other, but something was different now. Ryan’s pissed off expression spoke volumes of how much fun he was having.
“Don’t be a cry baby, I was only screwing around with you. Look, everything will be fine. I just wanted to distract you long enough to prove it.” Matt said, grabbing Ryan by the shoulders. “Just because you are gay doesn’t mean I am going to treat you any differently, ya faggot.”
That made Ryan smirk from the corner of his mouth. “Yeah, yeah, whatever… sorry for hitting you I guess.”
“Nah, I deserved it, I was being a dick.”
“That’s for true… you asshole.”
Matt just grinned back at Ryan. Luckily they had wasted just enough time for the school bus to pull up and whisk them away to what was known as hell.
Ryan moved all the way to the back of the bus to the one-seater so that he could sit by himself and do what he normally did on his phone – search for grown gay men to fuck him that is. He sat quietly with a neutral face as he scrolled through various different hookup websites. Maybe one day he would build the courage to meet with someone. He let out a soft sigh knowing he wouldn’t.
The day passed by rather blandly, just as Ryan knew it would. He got an F for his rough draft and on his math homework as well as papers for his mother to sign saying that she needed to come in for a parent-teacher conference. On the bus ride home he ignored Matt and just stared at the red colored paper asking for his mom to come in. “Jeeze, how am I going to even begin to explain this. I am going to be grounded for sure.” He began to deflate the more he thought about it.
The last time he got grounded, his mom took his phone, his internet, and his IPOD away. All he could do was study and write essays for an entire two weeks. It was essentially hell, well, at least in his mind. Never mind it though, he would deal with the consequences when he got there.
He walked up to his house seeing his mom’s car there, knowing that she was probably sitting in her office waiting for him to come home to ask about his day. He sighed as he opened the door, getting ready for a few weeks of no fun.
Fortunately enough, the house was empty and all of the lights were off… and yet… his mother’s car was in the driveway. He cocked an eyebrow as he called out his mom’s name. “Hey, mom? Are you here?”