Drug of Choice: Written by Jase - RedDevilsComic@aol.com
This story is of entirely pure fiction, and any resemblance to real people, places and/or events in this story is purely coincidental. If you aren't of the right age to be viewing this, than do us all a favor and get the hell out of here! This will be a continuing series, so all criticism, minus flames, are much appreciated. So feel free to drop a e-mail or instant message anytime.
Dedication: To everyone who just wanted some. :-)
Drug of Choice: Chapter One
My name is Kyle McCrane, and I am a drug addict. It just so happens that my drug of choice, is sex. Just like every other, red blooded, testosterone filled, horny teenager walking the face of god's green earth is, I'm addicted to sex, I crave it, I want it, I need it. But like all drugs, there are varieties, some of which are easy to find, while others are much harder. My addiction, my fix, is the most frowned upon and prejudiced against than the rest, and that is homo-sex, as I come to refer to it as. Can't get it around these parts, nope, if you ain't screwing pussy in Clearwater, Tennessee, you might as well be a dead man, or a virgin, take your pick. You won't find a pot of gold under the rainbow 'round here, if you catch my drift, no sir. You'll find a bunch of beer-bellied, slack-jawed yokels armed with shotguns and pitchforks. You can't take a three second walk through my high school without hearing the fag-bomb being dropped by some asshole jock on the football team, while he gropes his big breasted, soon to be pregnant girlfriend. No one in particular I'm talking about, just trying to be general here. If anyone thinks I'm kidding, just try me. If you think the so called "Hate Crime Laws" apply around here, you got another thing coming. The law doesn't apply as much here as it does to the outside world. You enter this town, believe me, it's like stepping into a whole new world.
Here I am, a strapping sixteen year old man, signing offline while cleaning the excess cum that runs down my averaged size six-incher, a little sore from overuse... hey, I said I was addicted to sex, I didn't say I got any. But, if you count Ms. Rosey Palm and her five sisters, I guess you could say I'm going steady. Nevertheless, I shut down the computer, and stood up from the steel folding chair I used for my computer chair. Not too comforting on the back, but hey, a chair's a chair. Well, looking around my room, I'm surprised that I don't have a five thousand dollar leather chair to sit in while masturbating. Hell, my parents have so much money up the wazzoo, I could hire three people to jerk me off, one to stroke the left ball, one to stroke the right, and the other to stroke the shaft. Now I know what you're probably thinking, poor little rich boy is whining again, and he's going to get spoiled more when his daddy buys him a new convertible. First off, you've got some nerve. Secondly, my parents may be rich, but they're cheaper than all hell. Every single can and bottle that has a five cent return on it, they get their nickel back! Years back when I'd need money for a school book, they'd both call the school to double check, then go to seven different stores to find the lowest price. There's something seriously wrong with those two, they need professional help that I don't think they could even afford. Who could have guessed that two attorneys could have moral conscious problems?
Anyway, as I said earlier, my name's Kyle McCrane, son to Richard and Denise McCrane.... knock, knock, knock... and brother to equally annoying Steven and Jacob McCrane. Pulling my loose jeans back up, and buckling up my belt, I opened up the door, and sure enough, their were the dynamic duo, covered in dirt and sweat, obviously of been playing football.
" What do you two want? I thought mom told you guys to go play in on-coming traffic." I said while turning around and sitting down on my rather plush bed. Steve and Jake stood in the doorframe, both looking at me.
" No dickweed, that was you." Steve said before walking in the room, Jake followed behind. I chuckled to myself while saying out loud,
" Oh yeah, that was me, hehe." Steve was about to sit on my bed, " Halt right there dirt monkey!" I boomed, freezing the pain in the asses in their tracks. " You sit on my bed with your mud covered butts, you'll be wearing them on your head for the next week! Now out!" I shouted while pointing out of my room.
" Ok, don't get your panties in a bunch, by the way, dad wants you to move that piece of crap you call a car out of the driveway and around back." Jake said before he and Steve left, while slamming my door behind him. I scrimped, saved, and worked my ass off to buy my Jeep, and because it wasn't important from Europe, dad doesn't want it seen in front of the house, like it'll bring the property value down for christ's sake. I grabbed my keys off of the nightstand, and rushed down the stairs, yelling to my mom I'll be back sometime later. Hopping in my car, I started it up, and hauled ass away from the house, my prison for the time-being. I don't even have privacy in my own home, I have to drive all the way to the park to get peace. But, I don't mind, the park is a beautiful place, it's a National Park too, so nobody can fuck around with it. Nobody should in the first place, I mean who would want to destroy something with as much vibrance and spirt? I parked the car in my secluded parking spot... well, area, propped my feet up on the dash, and just soaked everything in. Now that I'm alone, I might as well tell you a bit more about myself.
I stand around five foot nine, weigh roughly one hundred twenty five pounds, and no, I'm not ripped, I'm just thin. Luckily, however, I am, with the exception of a few places, hairless. The only parts where follicles dare to be shown are my head, obviously, which is dirty blond, a slight dusting of hair in the pits, and a trimmed bush above my six-inch endowment. I have one piercing, and that's on my left ear, a silver hoop, in the cartilage, which nearly killed my mother when I came home with it in my ear, and let's just say, I didn't talk with my father for a couple months afterwards. I don't do sports, 'cause simply, who needs the aggravation? I sure as hell don't, and if you're thinking I should join the wrestling team to cop a few feels, well, that's cheating. Though I do have to admit that sports do produce something I rather enjoy, and that is the jockstrap, which is quite a nice piece of restraint to play around with, tee-hee!
Tomorrow, I start my very first day of junior year in high school. Halfway point has come and gone, and now the finish line is in distance. Yet another year starts where I have to put up with the jerkoffs and losers. Another year where I don't get any, 'cause I don't want a chick to bang, and knowing my luck I'd end up getting crabs from the whores that inhabit our schools. God what I wouldn't give to have just one night of passion, one night to get my fix.
The alarm buzzer woke my up at the ungodly hour of six in the morning. My arm heavily swung over my head and knocked the digital clock off the nightstand, hitting the floor with a loud thud. Groaning, I swung my bare legs over the side of the bed, pushing away the heavy comforter. The cool morning air swiftly ran up both my legs, inside the opening of my boxers, chilling my boys, making them shrivel up. Shrinkage... what a cruel world. Stepping in the hallway, I stumbled down to the bathroom, and locked the door behind me. There's nothing like a hot shower in the morning, so relaxing and calm. I sat down in the tub and turned the shower on, letting the water cascade from the wall, down upon my naked, smooth body. My crotch came back to room temperature, coming alive, begging for attention, not today, I need all my strength to survive the first day. Upon finishing my much needed shower, and smelling damn good, I wrapped a terrycloth towel around my waist, and padded back to my room, while Steve just walked out of his.
" G'morning moron." he said passing me.
" G'morning putz." I responded, yes, we are both fans of Grumpy and Grumpier Old Men. In my room, I primped myself up with deodorant, CK1 cologne, trimmed my nails and gelled my short hair. After putting on some black boxer-briefs, socks, light blue jeans, beater and tan ribbed sweater, I padded downstairs to put on my leather shoes. After breakfast, I gave mom a kiss on the cheek, and headed out the door, speeding away to school.
Nervously, I stepped into the front school doors, heading to my locker which had been assigned to me during the summer. I dumped a few supplies in, while a very cute guy stepped up to the locker next to me, fresh meat. He had trouble opening up the lock, his face looked adorable all scrunched up, trying to figure the contraption out.
" Here, let me try." I offered, to which he stepped aside. I kneed the locker door, to which it popped right open, the mystery boy looked a bit surprised. " You just gotta know how to work things." he grinned, then extended his hand.
" The name's Shane." So, the brown haired, taller god had a name, and a very sexy accent to add to his charm. I shook his hand, while self-consciously smiling.
" Kyle, nice to meet you Shane. You new in town?" he nodded and turned back to his locker.
" Yeah. Me family and I moved here from Chicago." I was in a daze, that accent was driving me nuts. " And if you're wondering about the accent, it's because me mother and father are both Irish. The accent doesn't seem to fade away through the years, luckily the red hair did." I blushed,
" Don't worry about it, everyone here, except me, has some sort of accent. I'm the only one who managed to escape that horrible trait." I replied, while winking at Shane, to which he laughed, making my dick twinge. Clearing my throat, I asked if he had his schedule, and Shane handed me a piece of paper. We had two classes together at the end of the day, English and Math, along with the same lunch and gym periods.
" What are you looking for?" Shane asked, while grabbing a book out of his locker, and shutting the door.
" Just checking to see if we had any classes together. Oh, and by the way, be careful with Ms. Johnson for Biology, she's a dark serpent from the netherworld and is evil in ways you can't even imagine." Again, the sexy chuckle. I was falling for Shane faster than.... well, I was falling for him, let's leave it at that. For the next few minutes, Shane and I, stood their and chatted away while everyone made their way into the school for the first time this year. I noticed the faces of friends, to which I gave the standard 'hello' nod. A few looked at Shane a bit oddly, but then again, he was new in town. The morning bell sounded, and Shane and I parted ways, both agreeing to meet one another in lunch. The first half of the day ran by relatively fast, thankfully too. I couldn't get Shane off my mind, just the thought of me running my hands through his short, curly brown hair, was enough of a distraction, let alone kissing his soft, supple lips, grinding my crotch into his, sucking on......
" Mr. McCrane! It's the first day of the school year, you should pace yourself for the rest of the year to sleep and not pay attention in my class." Mrs. Hansbrunner's voice shrieked, echoing throughout the classroom, economics was boring enough, and why did she have to interrupt my dream!? I sat up in my chair and apologized. Soon thereafter the bell rang and I was off to lunch. Almost knocking a few people down the stairs, I rushed to the cafeteria, skimming the room for my newfound friend, when all of a sudden my vision went black.
" Guess who?" A rather feminine and perky voice said from behind. I made a rather loud sniffing sound.
" Let's see here, cheap channelle perfume, moist palms, and the scent of cigarette smoke, why it must be Kristen!" I laughed and turned around, to see my platonic lady friend standing their, smile across her face and hands at her side. She gave me a nice hug and kissed me on the cheek.
" Oh god I've missed you Kyle. I thought we were going to keep in touch this summer, what happened?" She said, letting go of me.
" Remember? Your father thought I was trying to move in on you and take his little princess away and he ran me out of the house with a shotgun." Kristen let out a nice laugh and rolled her eyes.
" Well at least you haven't lost your sense of humor. And who is this cute gentleman?" I quickly turned around and almost bashed foreheads with Shane, who had walked silently up from behind me. He smiled and then shook hands with Kristen.
" My name's Shane, I just moved here. It's a pleasure." The look on Kristen's face was priceless, the accent definitely got to her, it does that to everyone.
" The pleasure's all mine." Kristen replied rather erotically.
" Down girl." I whispered, then looked at the two. " So, what's say we all sit down before we get trampled by the masses." With that, the three of us took a corner booth in the rear of the lunch room. No sooner did I sit down, than did someone slam right into me, just so happened to be my best friend Ryan, who was sporting blue tipped hair. " What the freak did you do to yourself?"
" What?" he looked confused.
" You looked like you soaked your hair in window cleaner." both Shane and Kristen giggled, Ryan just shook his head.
" Oh shut up. So what's the deal? I haven't seen you all day, you were supposed to meet me in the front hall today." Shane looked a little guilty.
" Ah sorry man, I met Shane earlier today and I guess I lost track of things." I hate when that happens, especially with my best friend.
" Yeah well if it were me I wouldn't have forgotten." I looked unconvincingly at Ryan. " I'm serious, I have a one track mind and never get distract...." A leggy blond passed the table. " Excuse me for a second, yo honey, what shakin!?" he said while quickly leaving the table. The three of us laughed.
" Nothing ever changes, you know I remember that time he almost kicked out of school because he wouldn't leave her alone." Kristen said, before taking a drink of water. I picked up my bottle,
" Of course you would, you were the one he was hitting on."
" Oh yeah!" she exclaimed, and I looked over at Shane, who was staring right at me. He quickly turned away and blushed, and I felt another twinge in my pants. My dick started to strain against my boxer-briefs, which thankfully kept it from being noticeable.
" So Shane," I started, " What do you think of our school so far?" he shook his head.
" Well, so far I've met the rudest people on the face of the planet, though I do have to admit the one was kinda nice and helpful."
" Oh really? How was that?" Kristen chimed.
" He said he'd help me down the stairs by kicking me in the ass." Shane looked a bit dejected, like he wasn't fitting in. I felt sorry for him, a new thing that I've felt today. Shane glanced down at his lunch tray, scattered in various pieces of crumbs and other trash.
" Ah don't worry about it, most people around here are like that. But there are a few who are nice and kind." I looked over his shoulder and saw the leggy blond from before slap Ryan in the face. " And there are those who are just plain wrong." Ryan came back over to the table, a red hand print on his right cheek. We all looked at him,
" She just wasn't my type."
" You know what Kyle? You were right about that Johnson, she is evil. I mean look at all this that I have to do tonight for homework." Shane said while handing me his assignment book, the biology section all filled out with stuff for that class. I laughed to myself and handed it back to him. After unlocking the back door, we both stepped into my house. " Are you sure it's ok for me to be here?"
" I told you it was ok, my parents may be messed up, but they just love it when I bring friends by." He looked at me rather strangely, like he didn't believe me. " They won't be home until much later."
" Got ya." Shane replied as we walked into the kitchen, he looked, almost in awe, at the size of the room. I quickly checked the messages, one of which was from Steve saying that him and Jake wouldn't be home 'till later tonight.
" Well, we've got the house to ourselves. What do you wanna do?" He shrugged his shoulders. " Come on, I'll show you my room." We both padded up to my room, and I closed the door behind us. He took a long glance at my bed, dresser, full length mirror, television, VCR, Playstation 2, and computer. Ok, so I was a little spoiled.
" Fabulous room." Shane said in a humorous way, before sitting down on my bed. A lump in my throat formed, of which I gulped down. We both looked at one another for a bit, " So...." he said.
" So..." I replied, closing my sweaty palms behind my back. We played Grand Theft Auto 3 and munched on a bunch of snack foods for a couple of hours, trading jokes back and forth, just having a good old time. We talked about music, video games, his life, my life, his family and mine. He had two brothers like me, both younger. His mother was a registered nurse, and father ran a small, software company, that had recently move their headquarters to our humble locale. Through the entire day I studied Shane like their was no tomorrow, everything about him was so innocent, so pure, so fucking sexy. I mean I just wanted to mount him right here, bury my tongue down his throat, lick every square inch of his body, thrust my hardon so far into his....
" Kyle? You ok? You're phased out on me buddy." I came back to reality, and looked straight into his eyes, deeply. I could feel the heat between our bodies starting to warm up. Shane licked his lips before speaking again. " Kyle?"
" Yea?" I replied.
" I have a confession to make, I hope you won't be upset at me."
" Don't worry, I kinda know what you're going to say, and believe me, I'm ok with it." He looked a little relieved, my heart started beating much faster than normal.
" I think I'm in love with..." I closed my eyes in anticipation, " ..... your friend Kristen." My eyes shot back open, DAMMIT!!!!
Well that's the end of Chapter One of Drug of Choice, I hope everyone isn't too upset at me for leaving a cliffhanger like so, but hey, I've gotta leave something to keep the series going. If anyone has a suggestion, or opinion, or anything of the sort, minus flames, please send them to RedDevilsComic@aol.com
Hope you all enjoyed!