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The story contains various homosexual behaviours. If you don't like it-leave. Also if you are underage and not suposed to be reading this than don't.
Chapter 1
'Colin! Colin wake up , you'll be late for school! ' I groan as I drag myself out of bed and yell back to my mum 'I'm up! You don't have to scream! ' I drag myself to the bathroom and look in the mirror. I'm your, what you would call, an 'All-American jock boy'. I'm the star of the school football team and I'm a junior. I'm 6'1'' and about 195 pounds of muscle. I have shaggy kinda longish blond hair and piercing blue-gray eyes which girls for some reason adore. On the outside I have a perfect life. Being a jock and all brings me a lot of popularity with the kids at school and of course a lot of attention from girls . My parents aren't rich but well standing. Both of my parents work at big law firms in the city and work long hours so most of the time I have the house to myself. A lot of kids at school envy me for that. And oh yeah, I almost forgot, I have this one secret that nobody knows about because if they knew than basically my life as I know it would be down the drain - I'm gay. I came to realise it when I was probably somewhere around 12 when I found myself being fascinated by the boys in my class. So yeah that s the one little flaw in my, other than that, perfect life. 'Colin! Hurry up it's 7.30 already! ' I had to wake up from my daydream and hurry up or I'd really be late. I quickly got ready and in the car and speed to school.Just as I walked thru the door to my first period the bell rang and I took my seat. The day dragged on, as it always does especially on Mondays. When lunch rolled around I had woken up a bit. After I got my food I sat with my friends from the team. Some of them are good guys but most of them I hate.They are selfish,self-oriented pricks who torture everyone who's not like them just for the sake of their own entertainment. 'Hey Colin, look what the cat dragged in!' one of my 'buddys' laughed. 'That little faggot Alex! Hey Mark wanna go and have some fun? ' He said to one of the guys and the two of them went of laughing. I when I heard that my heart sank and all I wanted to do was go and save him. But I couldn't , or wouldn't ,I wasn't sure. I kept telling myself that there is nothing that I can do to help, and I have a reputation to upstain, I mean how would it look if I stept up for the little 'fag'? So I just sat there eating my lunch not wanting to turn around to see what they were doing to him. I heard laughs and giggles and my heart sank even lover. I wanted to cry, but hell I knew I couldn't do that ether. Alex is for some reason their favourite object of torture ,although he never did anything to them. Hes a sophomore, about 5'7'' and has a lean figure. Not an ounce of fat on him. He has black shoulder length hair and beautiful deep green eyes and he seems to have a billion of metal bands t-shirts..Iron maiden,Metallica,Pantera, Scorpions,Disturbed,COB, Manowar..name it, hes got it. Hes the most beautiful boy I had ever laid eyes on and I have been secretly drooling over him for months. Well maybe beautiful is not the word people would usually use for a metalhead but hell I would 'cuz that's the way I saw him. My trail of tought was broken by two loud mockingly laughing voices. 'Dudes ! You see that? It was fucking hilarious to see the fag soaked in milk, he looked as if he was gonna cry !' Rick said . A round of applauses and wisles went around the table in his honor. I remained silent and continued eating my lunch. But what I wanted to do more than anything was to kick not just Rick's ass but all of their asses. I thanked God for that moment when the bell rang and everyone was on their way to class. I was miserable for the rest of the day and didn't see Alex. He probably went home to change and didn't want to come back.
Over the course of the next week or two their picking of Alex became worse and worse.He got shoved in the lockers, got his books thrown out of his hands and it got so bad during lunch that I noticed that he'd stopped having lunch all together. But what fascinated me was the way he took it. He never cried or begged for them to stop. He just stood there and took it with a look of defiance in his eyes. I admired him somewhat for that. I never directly participated in his torture but I also never stood up for him or helped him stop it. I felt really bad because of that, who knew that the following week I was gonna get a chance to somewhat make amends.
On this particular Friday during the last period of the day which for me was unfortunately History because it dragged on I found it hard to stay awake so I asked permission to go to the men's room. Once outside the door I heard yells and screams 'You little cocksucker ! You piece of shit !I'm gonna flush you down the drain where little fags like you belong!' Then I heard a small defiant but fading voice 'No! Leave me alone! I never did anything to you! ' I recognized that voice as Alex and in an instant I flew thru the door. There stood Rick pinning Alex to the wall almost suffocating him. 'Hey Colin, bro look..' He didn't even have the time to finish the sentence before I flung myself across the room and smashed my fist into his gut. That made him double over in pain and lose his grip on Alex. 'Bro, what the hell!? ' my answer was a boot into his gut. Then I picked him up by the collar and sayed 'Leave him the fuck alone! Enough was enough! ' Then he got the last punch to the jaw and with his last piece of strength he stumbled out of the washroom defeated. Once my fury dissolved I realized what I've done. But I didn't have time to contemplate the consequences once I saw Alex crumpled in the corner under the sink. I held my hand out for him to take and said 'Alex it's okay, come out hes gone and I'm not gonna hurt you.' and with that I flashed him a reassuring smile. Then for the first time he looked up into my eyes. In his eyes I saw mixed emotions I could not truly read. Confusion,fear,..hope? Then he flashed me an insecure half smile and took my hand. His hand felt so small and fragile in mine. He was trembling. Once i picked him up there he was, the most beautiful boy in the world standing in nervously in front of me not daring to look in to my eyes. 'Um,..T-Thank you..' 'Your welcome Alex. Are you hurt?' I asked sencierly being worried for him.
'N-No I don't think so. My T-Througt is a b-bit sore but t-thats all I think.' He said in a small unsteady voice. I felt really bad for him.
'Thats good. You need a ride home?'
'U-Um n-no thanks I-I'll walk.'
'C'mon u can't walk home like this you're shaking like a leaf. It's not a problem and I swear I don't bite.' And with that I flashed him a partially reassuring and partially pleading smile.
That caused tim to relax a bit and he simply answered 'Okay' with a shy smile.
With that I put my arm around his shoulders and led him out to the parking lot where my car was. During the walk his eyes were fixated on the floor as if he was afraid to look up. He was still shaking but not as much. My car was unfortunately parked all the way across the lot so everyone got to see us walking by. Now, after the whole adrenaline rush was over I started to worry. I saw how people looked at us. Some didn't care, some smiled, .. but mostly they where looks of disgust. Well now it's over and done. I'll deal with the sharks a little later, for now Alex was my only concern.
I hurried Alex to my car and speed of. We both stayed quiet till we got to Alex's house. The tension could have been cut with a knife. I pulled up to his driveway and just sat there in silence which he broke.
'T-Thanks for the ride.' He sayed timidly. 'You didn't have to do that, but thanks. Say..You want to come inside for a drink? '
'I know I didn't but I wanted to. It was the right thing to do. Also, between us, I never liked Rick. Hes a self -centerd prick. And sure, why not I have a few mins to spare.' With that I of course flashed him my trademark smile.
Thats when I for the first time saw his beautiful smile that melted my heart. I also felt a little stirring in my pants telling me that Junior liked it too.
'Okay then, shall we?'
'Sure.'
We got out of the car and walked the short distance to his house. His house was average. Not big, not small, not new, not old..just average. Once inside he led me to a small but cozy living room. 'I'm just gonna go and change, I'll be back in bit kay? The house is empty so don't be afraid of any weird encounters. Hehe'
'hehe Sure thing I'll wait.'
Looking around the room I noticed I didn't see any 'mom' influence: no framed family pictures, no flowers, no decorations on the coffee table. Don't get me wrong it wasn't by any chance sloppy or dirty but certainly didn't strike me as a family house, more of a student joint.
'When are your parents of work?' I yelled up the stares.
'What? I can't hear you! Wait a sec I'll be right down! ' I heard him running down the stairs. 'I couldn't hear you..What did you say?' I just stood there mesmerised for a second looking at him. His long black hair was in a pony tail, he was wearing a worn down Guns n' Roses t-shirt and torn up farmer jeans.
'Colin!'
'Yeah? Um sorry.. ' I had to snap out of it.
'Where did you go hehe. I came down and you were just standing there with that weird look on your face. You asked me something I didn't catch..what was it?'
'hehe Sorry, I guess I just zoned out for I sec' If he only knew why I tought. 'Um I asked you when are your parents coming home?'
I saw a shadow from in his beautiful eyes. For a second he looked as if he was gonna cry but pulled himself together 'I don't live with my parents. They kicked me out when..' then his voice trailed of on a sad note.
At first I was shocked and wanted to ask him a milion questions but then saw the look of unease on his face. I felt for him 'Um you don't have to tell me if you don't want to, it's okay'
'No,no I want to! I mean I kinda have to.' I remember being pretty confused by this. I sensed conflict in him so I kept quiet and let him go at his own pace.
'Okay, so It's now or never. I'm pretty sure I should tell you this now before..well...' And once again his voice disappeared.
'It's okay. Tell me whatever you feel you need to. I'm not gonna bite you.' I tried to say it with as much compassion and reassurance as I could.
He took a deep intake of breath before continuing 'There are rumors around school that you've probably heard of that I've never actually responded to. Well..they are true.'
'Meaning-'
'Meaning that yes, the reason my parents kicked me out of the house it's the fact that I'm gay. '
Then silence. I didn't know what to do, what to say, I just sat there looking at him, my mind running 100 miles an hour. The boy I have been drooling over for an eternity just admitted to me that he was gay. I don't know how much time had passed untill I finally came to my senses and saw him standing in front of me, not daring to look at me, shaking with fear, uncernity, quietly sobbing. Then it hit me. He was waiting for my response, the longer I waited more I prolonged his torture. Slowly I got up and went over to hug him. I wasn't thinking of anything else at the moment I just wanted to make it better for him. For a second I felt him flinch probably 'cuz he taught I was gonna hurt him but after a while he relaxed in my arms. For I don't know how long I simply held him as he wept into my arms. 'Shh, It's gonna be okay I promise.' After a while his sobs stoped and he slowly and timidly moved away from me. His hair was a mess, his eyes red and puffy, cheeks streaked with tears.
'Fuck. I-I'm sorry. I don't k-know why I did that. I haven't cried since like forever.'
'It's okay, I understand it's tough for you. So you wanna talk about it or should we move on to another subject?'
'Wait..you're okay with this? I mean- ..'
'Why wouldn't I be? I mean I know a lot of people hate gays, expecially at our school but I'm not one of them.'
I saw that he was confused by my answer. 'Soo..you are not gonna beat me up? Then what do you want? You want me to suck you off or sumthin'?'
I was a bit agitated by that question, partially because he taught I would do something like that, and partially because it sounded as if someone has already made him do something like that.The mere taught of it disgusted me. 'NO! I would never beat you up and NO I would never make you do something you didn't want to do yourself! We clear?'
Once again I saw a mix of emotions in him I saw confusion, hope, then doubt...'Then why are you here ? I mean no guy had ever offered me a ride or came to my house without wanting something from me.' sadness...
'I am very sorry to learn that. I-I just..' Now it was my turn to run out of words.. 'I guess I just want to be your friend. '
'Why?'He asked bluntly.
'I-I..I don't know. I just want to. I like you...' All of a sudden I felt really uncomfterable sitting there. I had to get out. 'I-I'm sorry, I should probably leave.'
And just as I got out of the house and was half way to my car I hard him say 'See ya' at school?' More as a question than as a statement.
I hesitated a sec before answering. 'Yeah.'
Will continue In 'Colin's perfect life 2' if I get good feedback !
This is my first try at submiting a story so some feedback would be awesome. feel free to contact me at petra.jardas22@gmail.com
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