Corey Silvers looked over at the gaggle of girls beside the football field and couldn't help but feel annoyed. `What did they see in those assholes?' Corey had never held respect for the football players. He didn't think he ever would either. In his mind, it was never okay to torment others for any reason. Corey had once saved David Leeber, the school's biggest fag, from the football team's plan of dunking him head first in the men's room toilets; that was the day that Corey decided he was never going to be able to have respect for any of them.
Corey walked into the school and was instantly greeted by several guys and girls, none of whom he was friends with. Since the premiere of "Empty Spaces" Corey had found himself turned into a celebrity, quite unwillingly. He loved acting, but he couldn't stand the fakeness of it. He knew that if it weren't for the show, most of these people wouldn't be talking to him, let alone trying to be friends with him. Through the crowd of faces, Corey saw the one person at the school that he genuinely liked.
Lauren Greenwood had been Corey's best friend since preschool, when she had decided that she was going to have him as her boyfriend whatever the cost. After a few unsuccessful tries to woo him by drawing pictures of them kissing with her crayons, she realized that four was perhaps too early an age to have a boyfriend, and she became content being just friends. They clicked instantly, and had been friends ever since. As Corey fought his way through the crowded hallway towards Lauren, he noticed her laughing. "Okay, this is NOT funny; I can't even go to the bathroom without having an escort. seriously, stop laughing!"
Lauren grinned, showing her perfect teeth. Having parents who were both dentists gives you that advantage. "Corey, I can't help it, honestly you'd laugh too if you saw the way these lemmings idolized you!" When Corey didn't smile, she just said "Fine, I'll stop, but what's with the attitude? I remember a time back when I thought you might finally grow a sense of humour--obviously some greater power decided giving you pecs and a bubble butt was more important."
This time Corey did smile. "Well, it's a pretty nice butt...I'm just saying." He laughed a bit, but it was fleeting, and his scowl returned after only a moment. "I'm just annoyed, like I don't understand the girls that go to our school. Do you swoon when you see a guy on the football team? You'd think they had just been voted the sexiest men alive or something, and even then; I don't think Tom Hardy could bring this much contented sighing."
Lauren gave him a look. "Clearly I don't, I have almost as little respect for them as I do for the girls who follow them. But what's this about, are you a little jealous that you're not getting all the attention?" Lauren saw the face Corey made when she said that and added "okay, I was kidding, but seriously, why do you care? Like honestly we have a little bit less than a year left with these people before we're off to school, you shouldn't let it bother you so much."
Corey sighed and nodded his head. Both of them had written their ACT's earlier that year, Corey while he was on set in California, and they had both been granted early acceptance to schools in the states. Lauren was off to the Fashion Institute of Design and Technology, while Corey was planning on going to UCLA--both of them were heading to Los Angeles. Next fall they would be enjoying the sunshine and snow-free landscape of Cali together. Neither of them could wait to get away either.
"Listen, I know I shouldn't let it bother me, but I just can't get my head around it. Why is it that guys like Travis Keeler and Josh Woodman, both of whom have the equivalent of half a brain cell on a good day, and who both decide it's fun to dunk people's heads in toilets, have this rally of girls around them all day who are just dying to spread their legs for them? Like what is wrong with the world? But what bothers me more than all of that is Seth Johnson. He is the worst of them, he may not join in when they're picking on the gay guys like David, or the geeks, or the not-so pretty girls, but he stands by and lets it happen. That's a million times worse. There is no excuse for that. How is it that every girl, well, all of them except for you, wants to sleep with someone who has no backbone? He has no courage to stand up for what's right, and that's what pisses me the fuck off. People like Seth Johnson are the worst people in the world. They see Evil being done and they do nothing about it!"
Lauren looked at the expression on Corey's face and couldn't help but laugh. "Wow, so tell me how you really feel!...are you getting ready for a protest? Will there be signs, and chants, and petitions forcing people to act if they see something that's morally wrong? Michaela Church's makeup is morally wrong, should I start putting up posters about the evils of too much cover-up? Seriously, lighten up, you're starting to get me down, and that should be impossible now that we're in the grad class--and in the running for valedictorian! Come on, the bell just rang, let's get to law class or we're going to get written up!"
Corey loved foundations of law. He knew that he wanted to be either a lawyer, or have something to do with politics--if ever acting didn't work out. He and Lauren were both in that class, and they both enjoyed it. Lauren's step-dad would always help them out if they had any questions. Owning a multi-billion dollar business, he had learned a lot about business law, and he also had had a Premier as his great-uncle, so he knew a lot about politics too. It was quite an advantage for them, as they had never had a grade below an A before. Apart from them, the only one in that class to get an A-grade was Kristina McCluskey--the quietest girl in school. She was in competition with Corey, Lauren, Seth Johnson, and Julie Campbell for Valedictorian of their year. She was a nice girl, but kept mostly to herself. She spent most of her time doing homework and studying for her classes. She wasn't very naturally gifted like the others were, but she made up for it in the hours of work she spent on her coursework.
At lunch the two sat together in the cafeteria, talking about their morning classes, laughing about how Mr. Montag had fallen asleep today in the middle of his lecture. "I don't know why he doesn't just retire," Lauren wondered, "he's been teaching here for almost 40 years. He has to have enough money by now, and judging by the way he yells and screams most of us, it's not because he enjoys it. It's probably more because he wouldn't know what to do with himself if he retired."
Corey laughed. "Seriously, he is one of the most miserable teachers I've ever had. Like, he clearly does know what he's talking about, but he's just unpleasant." They continued talking for awhile, and when they heard the bell ring signalling their next class was about to start again, they got up and headed for their lockers.
As they were walking down the hallway, Corey remembered something he had meant to tell Lauren earlier. "So, do you remember me telling you that Kyle called? Well, I finally got the courage to call him back to see what he wanted...you'll never guess what it is!" Kyle Smith was Corey's ex-boyfriend. They had broken up two years ago, after a really great three-year relationship, only because Kyle had graduated and was moving away for school. Corey had been really upset about it, but Kyle was moving to Vancouver. Maybe long-distance could have worked if they were a couple of towns over, but Vancouver was on the other side of the country, there was no way that relationship could last. They decided to cut their losses and break up.
Lauren slapped her forehead as she remembered Corey's news from earlier, "Oh my god, yeah, I completely forgot! What did he say?"
Corey opened his locker as he thought of how to put this. "Basically, he said he's moving back here to stay, and he wants to meet up and talk about everything. I'm a little nervous, it's been so long!"
Lauren looked at her friend. She only wanted him to be happy. She knew that there was something that he wasn't telling her. She looked into his face, "what's wrong? What aren't you telling me?"
Corey grabbed his books and closed his locker again. He reached down and picked his bag back up. "Ok, well I'm not really sure exactly what to say. I don't know anything else. But he told me that he has big news for me, and he wants to tell me in person. I have no idea what it is, and I was too scared to ask him if it was bad. I was shocked that we were talking at all, it'd been so long!"
Lauren understood, it had been a long time. They had talked to each other over the phone only for the first few months. After a while, it became just a text one would send to the other, and an email every now and then. A phone call if something major had happened. In the last year and a bit, it hadn't even been that. Their communication had dwindled to the odd text here and there, and only every once in a while. Maybe a birthday letter if they remembered.
"So, when does he want to meet up?" Lauren was wondering if he would want her to come with him; she hoped not-she really didn't want to.
Corey scratched the scruff growing on his chin, wishing he was allowed to shave. For his role on the show, he had to look as scruffy as possible. One haircut every four months or so was all he could do, and even then only a trim. And he could forget about shaving, he was allowed to make sure he didn't get a full-on beard, but the scruff was there to stay. "Well...he actually said he wanted to meet up soon...like today..."
Lauren and Kyle had never seen eye-to-eye. It just seemed as though she had lost a best friend when they started dating. They used to hang out all the time, and then they started to see each other less and less often. Corey would always be with Kyle. It got so bad that Lauren almost had to schedule times to see her best friend. She couldn't believe the position she had been put in. She was happy for Corey, that he had found someone that loved him, and that he loved back...but at what cost did it come to her? She was only partially sincere when she had told him how sorry she was that Kyle was leaving for Vancouver, and their relationship was ending. She was kind of glad that she was getting her friend back. At first he was just moping around, and wouldn't even leave the house, but eventually with the help of her boyfriend Matthew, they managed to get him back to normal. She was worried that if Kyle came back, it would all happen all over again. She didn't want to sound like she was being jealous or unfair, but in reality, she had fairly good reasons to feel unsettled about the idea of Kyle being back.
Corey hadn't seemed to notice that he was seeing less and less of his best friend. He also hadn't noticed that she was becoming more and more upset. All he saw was this beautiful man that he had fallen in love with. When Kyle had moved, Corey didn't realize that he was seeing a lot more of Lauren, which was a really big difference...he only knew that he was seeing nothing of Kyle.
"Ok, so he wants you to see him today?" Lauren was a little upset that Kyle was springing this on her best friend a little bit too quickly. "Please tell me you couldn't see him until at least the weekend..."
Corey looked up into her face. He noticed the concern, but he couldn't see the hints of anger "Well...haha...actually I told him that I had spare last period, and I could leave early to see him for a late lunch kind of thing."
Lauren's eyes widened to the verge of popping out of their sockets. "You told him what?! You haven't seen an inch of this guy in two years, and you're about to just see him on a whim? Jesus Corey, he still has you whipped!"
Thinking it was a joke, Corey laughed. "Oh Lauren, you remember the way he would smile at me? It was as if every problem that I ever had just melted away. I wasn't whipped, I just did whatever he told me to do whenever he told me to do it...wait, what does whipped mean again?"
Lauren laughed, trying to push her anger aside. "Ok, well do you want me to blow off class to come with you? Cuz I will, I love you enough that as a friend, I am willing to give up the pleasure of another 75-minute calculus lecture from Mrs. Kilburn, just so that I can back you up if you need me."
Corey laughed, "Haha, no, don't worry about it. I got this. I'm sure it's just going to be us catching each other up on our lives. It's going to be awkward probably, but I want to see him. And, there's always the idea that he wants to get back together. I know it's been two years, but I haven't moved on. And if he's moving back for good...well, I can't stop wondering if maybe he hasn't either. We were perfect for each other, the only reason we broke up is cuz of the move. Actually, I'm kind of hoping that's what he's going to say. I really don't think he wants to meet me right now just so that he can ask me how school's going. And he has to be single; I mean we both know he doesn't do long distance. What else could it possibly be?"
Lauren did her best to hide her scowl, "yeah, I guess...but just promise me you won't do something stupid like fall for him again if he isn't single. You'll only end up getting hurt. But good luck, and if he fucks with you, remember that my step-mom is the coroner and I know how to stage a suicide." Lauren said it with a smile, but she would not have hesitated to hurt Kyle if he hurt Corey.
"Ok, well that went dark quickly, but thanks babe. I'm going to head over now then. I'll let you know if I need you to pull some CSI crap when I see you tonight for our sups date, Artruro's, right? God I love Italian food...and boys haha! Alright, ciao bella!" Corey gave Lauren a quick hug and walked out towards the parking lot; Lauren shook her head, gave a small smile, and walked to class.
As Corey hopped into his metallic blue Jeep, he couldn't help but get a little nervous. The thought of seeing Kyle after all this time was giving him goose bumps. He turned on his playlist from his phone and found some old Notorious B.I.G. The loud music and pumping bass, mixed with the wind through his hair as he drove 20 over the speed limit with the windows rolled down, made him feel a little calmer. He had to cross town to get to the coffee shop where he was meeting Kyle, and the drive gave him time to clear his head. While Corey was parking his car, he looked around the almost empty lot. He noticed that Kyle's black Lexus was not yet there. He wasn't sure if this was good, because it meant that he had more time to calm himself, or bad because he had more time to panic.
Corey walked in, and went up to the register to order a coffee while he waited. He got his usual Iced Cafe Latte, and sat down at his regular table. He noticed two girls at the next table looking over at him. Corey was used to fans of the show blatantly staring at him without realizing, so he just smiled and waved. One of the girl's faces went bright cherry-red and she had to turn around. The other girl waved so violently that she toppled over her drink, and she yelped as the hot coffee burnt her skin. Corey laughed a little as she ran off to the bathroom, and he walked over to the table and helped the other girl clean up.
As Corey walked back over to his table, he looked up and saw the black SUV come bounding into the parking spot right beside his Jeep. Getting a little nervous now, Corey sat down quickly and tried to calm himself. He practically stared as Kyle got out of the car. No one could deny that Kyle was one of the best looking guys that had ever graced this town. At 6'2", and with a medium build that was all muscle; his physique had most girls, and many straight-guys doing a double-take. Today he had decided to go really casual and wear a white wife beater and a pair of jeans. He had thrown on a pair of leather treads (which Corey had bought him for Christmas their first year together), Versace sunglasses, and a white LaCoste ball cap--backwards, as always. He looked like he had stepped out of the pages of a magazine. Corey might as well have started gasping for breath as he watched Kyle walk in and order a coffee, before turning to smile at Corey as he headed to sit next to him.
"Wow, babe, you look amazing! I can still never get over how good you look. Television usually makes people look better than in real life, and although you never look anything less than hot on the show, you could stop traffic!" Kyle smiled showing his brilliant, white teeth.
"Th-thanks Kyle. Wow, you too though, you look awesome. I thought Vancouver had cooler summers than we did, but you look dressed for Cali!"
Kyle looked at his outfit and laughed, "yeah, well it HAS been awhile since the last time that I went surfing; the water off the coast is a little frigid, I do not really recommend it for more than a few seconds...but yeah, it's been too long! It's so great to see you!" Corey laughed a little, and his mind wandered around aimlessly--he couldn't concentrate. Kyle looked just too damn hot for words. "So...listen, I know it's been a long time, and this is probably like, mind-blowing...but I really wanted to see you as soon as I got back. I've missed you so much! We were...are...perfect for each other. I don't know why I ever left, but I'm so glad I came back. I know that it's not really fair to you to put you into this position. I mean, how have you been the last two years? Clearly your acting has taken off--I love the show by the way! But I mean, how have you actually been?"
Corey looked down. He didn't want to admit that when Kyle left, he had been devastated. But he did want Kyle to know how badly he wanted him back. "Well...I guess I've been good. Like you said, the show has sort-of taken off. Lauren and I both wrote our ACT's, and we're going off to university in California next year...I can't really complain. The only part of my life that hasn't really gone too well is...erm...like, dating. I haven't been able to even look at other guys since you left. I still have feelings for you. I mean, it's stupid, I should have moved on, but I couldn't. Everyone that I met, I compared to you. No one has anything on you. It's not just because you're ridiculously good looking, and I know that sounds corny, but you just understood me. You always made me feel good, and we never had any fights or anything because we got along so well. I fell in love with you that day that our soccer teams were playing each other and we both kicked the ball at exactly the same time. We both fell and landed on our asses right next to each other. Haha, it was so funny! I remember being covered in mud and looking up at you as you helped me up. You had this look in your eyes that just said "be mine"...and I was. I was yours. In every possible meaning of the words, I was completely yours. I haven't exactly moved on. As you can probably tell...you always could. I still quiver at the sight of you. You send this shockwave through every nerve in my body, and I can feel when you're close to me. I need that back. I haven't felt complete since that day you left. I don't...I don't think I'm able to love anyone other than you."
Corey was rambling, it was all coming out of him with no end in sight, and he couldn't control it. He sighed as he let his words wash over Kyle. Kyle looked shocked to find out that his ex-boyfriend still wanted him. He knew that it was the hardest thing of his life when he left Corey, that day two years ago, but he had always thought that a man as good looking, and intelligent, and kind, and funny and...well...as perfect as Corey, would have moved on. To find out that Corey had remained single after he left was a shocker. "Corey...I never knew you felt like that. I guess I'm glad you never told me, it would have made it harder to leave, and I had to get out of this town. But I'm back now, so...I guess we can start over." Corey was more relieved than he could imagine. He finally felt comfortable with himself. He was going to be back with Kyle. They started really talking about how things have been, and Corey hadn't felt this good in so long.
"So how does it feel to be part of the largest law firm in town? You were made senior associate younger than any other person in the history of the firm. You must have awed them with your ability to memorize anything and everything haha. But I mean, having a law degree from UBC under your belt must have helped a little bit."
Kyle smiled, "Well, yeah, but I mean it's mind blowing. I'm 21; I have the job of a life-time, and a university degree. I don't know how I managed to handle the fast-tracked law program, the way they condensed it for those of us who qualified made us wish that we hadn't--it was gruelling. But now that it's over, and I accomplished what I needed to it's weird being back at the firm as an SA. I remember just being the mail boy over the summers, and now I have my own office. And wow, you don't even understand the money I'm making. We're talking a nice six figures, and at my age, that's incredible. Jesus, I have to show you my new house on the waterfront, it's incredible! It's on Queen Street, right on the water. It's not huge, but it has an amazing backyard with access right to the river, and the house is new so it has every feature you could imagine! The only reason I haven't bought a new car is because I love my Lexus."
Corey was picking his jaw up off the floor. "I'm sorry, did you just tell me that you were making a six-figure income? And hold the phone, you live in the Stark Lake Estates??" Kyle didn't respond, he just smiled and pulled out his car keys.
Twenty-minutes later they were walking inside the front door of his new house. "I can't believe I'm here right now. Even my parent's house isn't this fancy, and my dad paid to have the whole house redone with smart...everything!"
Kyle laughed and pulled Corey towards him. It had been too long since they had last embraced. They looked into each other's eyes and gradually Corey brought his face towards Kyle's, their lips touching; softly at first, and then as the passion grew the kiss deepened. They kissed for what seemed like hours, reacquainting themselves with each other's lips. Finally, Kyle pulled back, "Wow, so that's what I was missing!"
Corey giggled, and pulled Kyle towards the stairs, "Is your room upstairs?"
Kyle smiled, "let me lead the way." They walked quickly up the stairs and down the long hallway, passing many rooms on either side. Finally they reached the last room right at the end of the passage. Corey nervously opened the door. It rotated all the way, giving them a view of the largest bedroom in the house. It was painted royal blue, both of their favourite colours. It had been tastefully decorated with classic pieces of art on the walls, mixed with signed posters of Justin Timberlake, Madonna, P!nk, Rihanna, and both of their favourites, Ricky Martin. There were also movie posters covering the rest of the walls and the ceiling; relics from the times when Kyle worked at the Galaxy. Right against the wall, in the farthest corner stood a four-poster bed, the kind you only see in movies.
Kyle gently picked up Corey, and brought him into the room, like his bride, and rested him on the bed. Corey pulled Kyle down on top of him, and they began kissing again. Corey unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off, revealing his smooth, toned chest, with his hard-earned six-pack. Kyle followed suit, pulling off his beater, showing his muscular torso covered in a light coating of blond hairs. Corey worked his hands all over Kyle's chest, marvelling at the ripples of smooth muscle. He rubbed his fingers over Kyle's quickly hardening nipples, softly flicking at them, feeling them tense. Kyle moaned lightly as he felt the heat of Corey's mouth against his neck. Corey bit down gently, lapping at the skin. He brought his face down to Kyle's chest, licking all over his firm pecs. Finally, he gave in and put his mouth right onto Kyle's nipples, ever so gently biting down on them, teasing the older boy. "Jesus!...that feels amazing!"
Corey continued onto the other nipple, repeating his technique. He licked up and down the ripples of muscle, tasting Kyle. He began the slow descent down the thicker trail of hair from right below Kyle's navel. He flicked out his tongue at every ridge of the older boy's abs, savouring the feeling. Finally, Corey was at Kyle's pants. He grabbed the belt buckle roughly, undid it, and pulled it out in one quick motion. He pulled Kyle's jeans and boxer-briefs down together, releasing the monster that had been hiding there, waiting for its moment. Corey gasped as he saw Kyle's rigid dick. It looked bigger than he remembered. The circumcised head was a passionate shade of purple. "Oh god babe, stop teasing me!" Kyle yelled out.
Corey grinned devilishly, and finally came down on the monster before him. He took it all the way in--surprised, as he always was, to find that he could still deep throat that thing. He just held it in his throat, letting himself adjust to the sheer size, and getting used to timing his breathing through his nose to stop his gag-reflex. After a minute, he started moving up and down on the shaft, covering it in his spit and the pre-cum seeping from the tip. Kyle's moaning was egging him on, and he knew that his lover wouldn't last long. Not wanting the fun to end this quickly, he came up off of the gorgeous shaft, and kissed at the head, lightly, and licked up and down Kyle's long, meaty cock.
Corey came back up Kyle's torso, and kissed him again heavily. "Babe, I need you inside me..."
Kyle grinned sheepishly, and didn't waste another second. He pulled off Corey's pants and briefs, and positioned him just right. "Oh baby, I've missed you so much!" He pulled Corey towards him, and slowly positioned his cock right at the entrance of his lover's hole.
Corey took a deep breath as Kyle entered him. "...ughhh...oh GOD!...you feel so good Kyle!" and he pushed himself backwards against his lover's intrusion. Kyle began to pump himself into and out of Corey's round, muscular ass. The head of Kyle's cock was rubbing against Corey's prostate, and the effects were powerful. Faster and faster he fucked, as Corey's hard dick began to spew his cum everywhere. "...ughhhhh...oh god...fuckkkkkkkkk!!!..." Corey screamed out in passion as his creamy load went shooting in all directions. The tightening of his hole on Kyle's dick was too much for him. With one final push, he forced himself all the way inside Corey's ass and released his load. After a mind-numbing orgasm, he collapsed onto his lover.
"Corey, wow...that was incredible...like it always was!" Kyle panted as he kissed the younger man's neck gingerly. "I really needed that." Corey kissed his man lightly in return, relishing the time that they had, and glad that things could finally go back to the way they had been. With one last kiss shared between them, Kyle got up, and started putting on his clothes. Corey followed suit, feeling drained, but excited at the prospect of being once again with the man that he loved.
Kyle's phone rang, and he pulled the newest model iPhone out of his pocket. "Hello?...oh, hey babe, what's up?...no, I'm good, I'm at the house now. I can't wait to see you...uh-huh...yeah, love you too, see ya!" He clicked the phone off and turned to see Corey's face looking confused and worried.
"Ummm, excuse me? Babe', love you too'? Who the fuck was that?" Corey's voice betrayed his anger, letting Kyle know exactly what he was feeling.
Kyle laughed silkily, "oh, come on now, you didn't expect me to stay single for two entire years, did you? I mean look at me, this is a hot commodity!" He continued laughing, like he'd just told the funniest joke in the world.
Corey just stared. "But...what about us? What about what just happened? Doesn't that mean anything to you?"
Kyle shook his head lightly, tossing his long, light-brown locks around his face, and laughed again. "Babe, are you kidding me right now? I would have said anything to get a piece of that ass you've got! But that was just sex. You're not what I need right now, you're too young, and I need something a little more mature. Dean can give me that, plus, he has a little bit more credibility with the public than you do. He finished his med degree at McGill. As in the best medical program in the country! And now he's doing his internship at a hospital in Detroit. I need someone who understands the image I need to hold for the firm, and who will add dignity for my cases and such...you're an actor. It doesn't really work...it's fine for you I mean, but I need someone by my side that people will actually take seriously. Sorry hun, but you just don't have it right now...we can still hook-up now and then when Dean's not around though, so you don't have to worry about missing my cock!"
Corey couldn't believe what he'd just heard, he had no idea what to think; he felt so humiliated. Kyle had changed so much. He didn't understand what happened to him, he used to be so honest and the last person you'd ever expect to be a cheater. Now he couldn't help but think that maybe he had been cheated on in their relationship previously. Whenever Corey had been out of town, he'd had no reason to doubt his boyfriend, but looking back...`had he ever been faithful?' Corey thought to himself. Tears started to flow down his face, and he gave one last enraged look to the man that he thought he knew, and raced out of the house. Kyle called out to him, laughing, "Well, when you change your mind...you know where I'll be!" Corey felt sick to his stomach. He didn't know what to do, or where to go. He just knew he had to leave that place. He ran as fast as he could, and he didn't stop...