Better Than You

By Alexander Van Alen

Published on Mar 11, 2011

Gay

I followed the directions of GPS in my car and pulled up to a fairly modern school building. You could tell that it had a range of students from every part of town. It was a mixture of poor, middle and upper-middle class cars and children walking around.

I got out, locked my car and headed towards the office. I walked past a bunch of bad boys that were busy smoking and as I passed one of them said something kinda gross and grabbed his package.

I completely ignored him like the nothing he was and heard laughter as the others teased the brave boy who dared to make a pass at the pretty rich new kid.

There was one guy that caught my eye. He shouldn't have been with the group, he looked like a football player. He had brown hair with natural a gold shine no hairsalon could ever accomplish. He was puffing on a smoke and as he became aware of my look he kinda blushed and stomped out his cigarette.

I hate smokers, I really do, but it made him look really attractive. He was that smoldering moody guy that would look better on the front of a GQ catalogue than anything else. I couldn't place the boy with this group. Well boy was the wrong name for him. He was tall, maybe 6'3" and weighed probably like 200 lbs. He had a cleft in his chin and his shirt spun around his biceps. Looking down at his legs I could see the natural tan he had and that his legs were godlike leading to a pair of attractive feet in sandals.

Looking up again I noticed that he was still painfully aware of my scrutiny. Lifting my brow I winked at him turned and left. I was aware of some of the guys saying things like "nice ass", "fuckable lips" and "makes my girl look like a dog".

I couldn't help smiling as I walked into the office. Those guys were probably gonna beat me up later today, but what is life if not taking risks?

"Goodmorning ma'am. I am Alexander Forbes and I need to pick up my schedule." I smiled at the receptionist.

She gave me a smile and said: "Hello dear. Your books are in your locker and this is your locker combination and this is your class schedule." She handed me two pieces of paper and said that if I needed any help I could just come and ask.

Turning down the help of someone to show me around I grabbed a school map and left. It seemed that I had quite a lot of AP classes.

I made my way to my journalism class and quietly slipped pass the teacher and took a seat in the back of class. The class filled up quickly after that and all of a sudden the bad boy/ jock was standing in front of me with the kid who made that disgusting remark.

"Move new kid." He said.

"Excuse me?" I asked rising feeling the heat rise up in my face.

"That seat belongs to my friend over here." He said pointing to bad boy/ jock as I thought of him.

"Well why don't we try asking again with some nicer words old kid." I said looking at them.

"Zane I can sit here. Its cool." Bad boy said to his friend pointing to the chair in front of mine.

"Charlie, no we always sit next to each other in journalism."

"Oh for Pete's sake I'LL move." I said sitting in the chair in front of Charlie my bad boy jock.

As the teacher told us our instructions I made a mental note to pack my laptop in for journalism. It would save the time of having to write and type my assignments.

I was leaning back and stretching my neck when Charlie leaned forward and whispered: "Do you like me?" into my neck sending waves of desire down my body and causing goosebumps to appear everywhere.

"What?" I whispered back turning around in shock.

"I saw you winking at me and checking me out this morning and I though maybe you liked me? This is my number," He gave me a piece of paper and said:" Text me."

With that he leaned back and took on a casual pose and listened to the teacher. When the bell rang he dissappeared and I quickly added his number to my phone and sent him a text.

<cool, i am charlie, charles, but charlie. lol>

I didn't reply and the rest of the day passed before he sent me another text.

<wanna go for a drink?>

<ok, meet me by my car>

I walked slowly to my locker and then out to my car and most of the people were gone. Getting in I waited for him to show up.

Suddenly the car door opened and he got in.

"Hey Alex." He said winking at me.

"Hallo." I said giving him a faint smile. "So where should we go?"

"Lets get a shake from Mickey D's." He said giving me a smile.

I looked away quickly and swallowed and started my Lexus. He directed me to the closest franchise and I pulled into the drive thru and placed our orders. When he took out his wallet I said: "I got this one."

"Thanks man. I need more rich friends." And flashed that white smile that made my heart pound.

I pulled into a deserted car park a few streets down and we finished our meal. He got out and threw the trash into a bin and got back in.

"Thanks." I said and kissed him on the cheek. It was meant to be a friendly gesture, but he froze and I froze as I realized my mistake. I opened my mouth to apologize, but saw him coming for me and yelled as I felt him push me onto my back and lay on top of me. Shit, I couldn't breath and suddenly I realized that we were making out. This was my first time making out with anyone and I felt so hot it was insane. I was rock hard and so was he. I mean he was humping me and I realized that this kiss was something savage and carnal and almost as if he wanted to punish me for kissing him.

He kept swearing and saying "fuck" and "we should stop" and things like that.

He was sucking at my neck and I knew that I was gonna have a bunch of hickeys that I would have to explain. But I couldn't give a shit! This was amazing and I quickly felt him bite down on my neck and suck something terrible as he came and his body made those jerks just as my orgasm came.

"Fuck." He said again and got up off of me. "Fucking shit!" He yelled as he looked at me and started apologizing and saying: "This was wrong. I don't do this!"

I felt the breath leave my body as he got out of the car and said: "Sorry. I hafta go."

I felt so stupid and so idiotic for kissing him on the cheek. What was my problem he was straight! I was sure of that.

I pulled out of the parking lot and sped home as fast as I could and quickly went up to my room. I took a shower and washed the cum soaked clothes by hand and threw it into the laundry hamper and changed into sweats and a top.

Falling down on the bed I lay looking at the ocean and silently cursing myself for what I had just done. It was my first time having sex and here I was lying in bed feeling guilty.

Well done Alex. Well done!


Hola!

Hey I know this is another short chapter, but I really cannot find the time to write that much!

I think I have replied to most emails by now so send me another mail as the more I get the more inspired I am to write!

Email me! LOL!

Cool Banana's!!!!!!

Alex

Next: Chapter 4


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