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Evan: Chapter Twelve
After the drama of the previous two nights with Jake it was nice to just hang out and relax all day Sunday with Mom and Dad back to look after us and me and Ryan closer than ever after our talk. I spent most of the afternoon playing on games and then Ryan and I went out for a run just before sunset.
We were barely through the door after working up a sweat when my phone beeped. Ryan grabbed it before I had a chance to read the message and ran off upstairs. I went after him but my thighs were burning from the run and I was too slow. When I caught up to him just outside my bedroom he had the biggest shit-eating grin on his face. I lunged at the phone but he dodged out of the way and threw it into my room so it landed on my bed. I ran in to see what the message said while Ryan stood, leaning against the doorframe, watching me with that smile never fading. When I opened my messages and read what was on the screen I spun around and stared at Ryan in disbelief. The message had been from Tyler. For once it was seemingly innocent, he was just asking what I was doing. What I couldn't believe was the sent and delivered reply underneath.
"Just been for a run. All hot and sweaty. I'm gonna go shower but I really wish someone was here to wash my back ;)"
I waited for Ryan to say something but he just kept smiling. "What the fuck were you thinking?"
Ryan stepped inside my room and closed the door behind him. "Relax, bro, I just wanted to give you the head start you're too chicken shit to take yourself. You like the guy, he likes you, tease him a little, really make him think about getting a piece of your ass."
"I don't want him thinking I'm interested," I protested.
"But you are," Ryan said. "Stop lying to yourself. I told you, you need to test the waters, see what he really wants. If he's just fucking with your head then fuck with his too. If he actually wants to sleep with you then where's the harm?"
I thought for a moment before replying. "I'm not sure I'm ready."
"You were last night," he said.
"Yeah, but that was with Jake. I've been ready for that for over a year. This is someone else, someone I never expected to like. It's different."
"I get that," Ryan said. "But you do realize you have a say in whether or not you sleep with him? He's not going to rape you. He wants you to willingly submit. That's how he gets his kicks, especially with guys."
"What's your point?"
"You don't have to have sex with him, even if you fancy the pants off him. If you do, it doesn't have to be tomorrow or next week. Wait until you are ready. If he really wants you he'll wait too. He'll have to."
"And what do I do until then?"
"Keep texting him. Talk to him. Flirt with him if you need to. Do what you can to make sure he wants to have sex with you because he's attracted to you and not because he wants to be able to brag about you being a conquest. But I think we both know that's not true."
"Do we?"
"Come on, Ev, we've talked about this. He's not stupid. He knows what's at stake for him and his career if it gets out he's been sending you pictures and messages like that. If he actually fucks you and it gets out there's no going back. It's too big a risk to take just for some prank or petty rivalry."
"You really think he means it?"
"Yes, I do. If he just wanted to mess with your head he'd have ended it in that bathroom by telling you he was going to fuck you. The threat was enough. You'd see him in the halls and never know if he was going to make good on his promise or not. You'd be a nervous fucking wreck. He'd have you. But he didn't stop there, did he? He's sending you pictures of his cock, telling you how hard you make him, how much he wants to fuck you. He means it, Ev, and he's trying to make you want it as much as he does."
"Fuck..." I sighed.
"I think you need to relax," Ryan said, sitting on my bed. "In some weird way I think he trusts you. He knows you wouldn't spread it around that he wants to fuck you and that you'd be able to keep it a secret if he did. He's not looking for a boyfriend, Ev, and neither are you. He's looking for a hot fuck buddy. Would it be such a bad thing if that was you?"
I sat in silence thinking about that one. When I said nothing Ryan got up to leave and it wasn't until he was almost at the door when I finally spoke.
"Maybe not," I said.
Ryan smiled and walked out of the door, leaving me to my thoughts.
The next morning I woke up with a raging hard on but I didn't have time to jerk off so I forced myself to get out of bed and went for a shower. As the warm water washed over my body I thought back over what had almost happened with Jake and how close I'd come to getting fucked. My hole pulsed and twitched thinking about what could have been when Jake had started to push inside me and my already hard dick throbbed and grew harder. I didn't have time for this. Then I thought about Tyler. Since Jake hadn't really taken my virginity it was still up for grabs. I still hadn't been fucked. Suddenly I felt nervous. Tyler and I had gym class together again today and I knew there was no chance of me avoiding him. I'd have to face him and I'd have to decide whether or not I was ever going to let him fuck me. Damn. I had to get out and get dressed before I started stroking myself.
I made it downstairs, having combed my hair and dressed, just as Jake knocked on the door. I opened it and let him in. He greeted me with the usual hey and a nod, along with that awesome smile of his that made my stomach tighten just a little. I wanted to kiss him but he just walked past me into the kitchen to say hi to my mom.
We ate a quick breakfast and then hopped in Jake's car. The ride to school felt really weird. On the one hand we were chatting as normal, laughing and joking and just being us. But I also noticed that Jake never turned his head to look at me. I probably should have put that down to the fact he was driving and was keeping his eyes on the road, but he usually glanced over at me or smiled or nudged me. Today there was nothing, no eye contact and no touching. It was like he was trying to be normal but at the same time he still didn't want to be near me. What happened had to still be weighing on his mind and I hated that it was.
For a second I thought about bringing it up, trying to talk to him about it, but I was almost sure that would only make it worse. We had agreed to try to forget about what happened and just go on being Evan and Jake, but I wasn't sure things could ever quite be the same again after we came so close to him being inside me.
As we drove through the front gates into the parking lot I spotted Tyler getting out of his car with a couple of his football buddies and my insides flipped. He was wearing the hoody he had on in the photo he sent me when he was wearing nothing else and his dick was standing hard against his abs. I bit my lip and barely managed to hold in a moan. I was happy Jake's eyes weren't on me or he might have noticed me looking at Tyler with the lust I felt picturing what was underneath those clothes.
My head was so fucked up. I was sitting beside the guy I wanted more than anything, the guy I wanted to make love to me, to sleep with every night and just be mine. All the while I was fantasising about a guy I didn't even really like, a guy who could stride over here right now, pull me out of my seat, lay me down on the hood of Jake's car and just fuck me senseless in front of everyone and I wouldn't care so long as I could stare into his beautiful eyes and run my hands over his awesome body while he drilled me through the hot metal. Holy shit! I wanted Tyler, bad, and I was getting hard just thinking about it.
It wasn't until Jake slammed his car door that I was brought out of my day dream. I quickly jumped out and closed my door, waiting to hear the click as Jake locked it and just hoping my semi-hard cock would go down.
We headed toward the school building and I couldn't help glancing over at Tyler. Our eyes made contact and there was a knowing look in his gaze that told me he'd find me later when we could be alone and he'd get his answer. I was suddenly afraid because looking at him I wasn't sure I could do what Ryan said. I wasn't sure I could say no.
After a quick trip to our lockers to drop off the books we didn't need for the first few periods, as well as my gym kit, Jake and I said goodbye but there was still something off about him. He said what he normally did in the same upbeat voice, but his body language was totally different, he just closed his locker and walked away, again without looking at me. My worst fear was becoming a reality and I just hoped that with time he'd be able to get over what had happened and could look me in the eye again when he wasn't putting on a show for my mom. I cursed Emily for not being around. I wanted her opinion on how Jake was acting but I was sure there'd be time for that at lunch.
My first class dragged a bit, but that was pretty normal for first thing on a Monday morning. I don't think half of the students wanted to be there and the teacher looked like she wished it was still the weekend. When the bell rang a collective sigh went up from the whole room, followed by a few muffled laughs.
My second class was better, if only because Emily actually did show up, sitting down beside me. She had a huge grin on her face and kept looking at me like she knew some big secret and couldn't wait to blurt it out. I had no idea what she wanted to say but she was really restless for the first ten minutes until the teacher stopped talking and set us some work.
"What's wrong with you?" I asked.
"I'm just happy," she smiled.
"About what?" I asked.
"Your brother," she beamed.
"What about him?"
"Did you not notice he wasn't at yours this morning?"
"What? Wait, are you saying..."
"Why do you think I was late?" she winked.
"Are you kidding me? He spent the night with you?"
"Yeah. He fucked me three times again. He's amazing."
My eyes almost popped out of my head at that. I thought them sleeping together had just been a one-night thing during the party but for Ryan to go back twelve hours later, to sneak over to her house after me and our parents had gone to bed to fuck her all night, literally from the sound of it, I was amazed. And not just because of Ryan's stamina. Maybe there actually was something there. I didn't know what to think.
"Are you okay with that?" she asked.
"Do I have a choice if I'm not?" I said.
"Not really," she laughed.
"I take it that means you're going to be seeing him again?"
"I'll see him all the time. He lives at yours."
"You know what I mean."
"Am I gonna fuck him again? Of course. He's the best I've ever had. And I actually like him. He makes me laugh when he's not making me scream."
I laughed and turned away from her, trying to concentrate on my work since I saw the teacher looking over at us with a stern expression on his face.
A few moments later, Emily nudged my arm and said, "Did Jake seem okay this morning?"
I tensed up and started to panic. Did Ryan tell her what happened between us?
"Why?" I asked.
"I walked past him in the halls just before class and he pretty much blanked me. He looked like something was on his mind," she said.
"He didn't say anything to me," I said. "We'll have to see how he is at lunch."
Emily nodded and went back to her work. I couldn't concentrate properly for the rest of the class because I kept thinking about how what happened between me and Jake might be affecting him. He could try to put on a brave face but we were his best friends and we knew when something was bothering him. Why did we have to fuck around? Everything was perfect before.
After the class finished and Emily and I went our separate ways I was heading to the bathroom when I was suddenly shoved from behind. I tried to turn to see what was happening but a big hand landed on my head and pushed me forward through the door to an empty classroom. I was shoved into the middle of the room and had to brace myself against one of the desks as the door closed behind us.
I spun around, putting my hands up, ready to fight, when I saw Tyler smiling at me.
"What the fuck was that?" I asked, rubbing the back of my neck, which was sore from his strong grip.
Tyler laughed and shook his head. "I needed to make it look real in case anyone was watching. You think you and me sneaking off to have a chat is gonna go unnoticed?"
"Because you shoving me into a classroom to kick my ass isn't gonna get people talking? What do you want?"
"You know what I want," Tyler said, stepping up to me.
I tried to take a step backward but I was up against a desk and couldn't go anywhere. I quickly looked around, checking the window in the door to make sure no one was peering in but we were alone.
Tyler slid his hands around my waist and pulled me to him so almost our entire bodies were pressed against each other. I took a huge gulp and looked up into his eyes. He added some pressure, pulling me even closer as he thrust against me and I felt his hard cock, still encased in his pants, rubbing against my stomach. Every part of me shivered.
"Tyler, please," I whispered.
He stared into my eyes and leaned down so his nose was touching mine.
"Did you like the pictures I sent you?" he asked.
My mouth was dry and I felt like something was stuck in my throat. I tried to swallow but even my throat muscles didn't want to move. I couldn't speak.
"You get me so fucking hot. That text you sent me last night, about how you were hot and sweaty... God I wanted to be the reason you were covered in sweat. And you wanted someone to wash your back? I'd have washed it. I'd have washed every part of you, from head to toe, especially that amazing ass of yours, right before I slid my cock inside it and fucked you while I held you in my arms and kissed your neck." His cock throbbed against me as he spoke.
Holy fuck! Was he really saying what I was hearing? I looked into his eyes and I knew he wasn't lying. He wanted to do that to me. I felt my cock pulse. It was rock hard, pressing against him. I knew he could feel it but I still couldn't say anything.
"I want to sleep with you, Evan. I want to fuck you, make love to you, lick every inch of you. Tell me you don't want that."
I still couldn't speak. I was too afraid of what I'd say.
"Tell me you don't want me and I'll walk away right now," he said.
"Tyler..."
"Tell me," he said. "Push me away. Do anything."
I couldn't move. Part of me wanted to shove him away from me and storm out of that classroom but another part wanted to close that tiny gap so my lips were on his.
He started moving his nose, brushing the tip against mine. Then I saw him lick his lips and instinctively I licked my own, which made his smile even wider.
"You can't do it, can you?" Tyler asked. "You can't tell me you don't want me because it would be a lie. I can see it in your eyes. I can feel it against my leg. You want me."
I closed my eyes, hoping something would happen and I'd be able to tell him I didn't want it and to leave me alone, but no words would come and the longer I stood there, feeling his hard dick against me, feeling his hot breath on my face, the more I wanted him.
He kept his nose pressed against mine and moved his hands from around my waist to the front of my pants. I gasped and stared into his blazing eyes as he popped the button open and pulled the zipper down. I could barely breathe when he slipped his hand inside and ran his fingers over my hard cock.
"You see," he smiled. "You can't stop me, can you? You don't want to. I could undress you right now, bend you over this desk, fuck your tight little ass and you wouldn't tell me to stop. You wouldn't say no, would you?"
I tried to say something, make some denial, but his fingers kept moving up and down the length of my cock, stroking it through my boxers, occasionally squeezing the head, and all I could do was moan.
"Kiss me," he whispered.
"Tyler..." I gasped, finally.
"Kiss me, Evan," he said again.
When I didn't say anything he moved his hand and slipped it inside my boxers. I whimpered and shuddered when the skin of his hand brushed across my bare cock and I felt as though I might cum at any moment.
He pushed my boxers down until they were trapped beneath my balls, putting my hard cock on show. Then he ran his finger up the entire length of my hard shaft and circled the head of my dripping cock, smearing my precum all over it. I couldn't believe he was actually touching my dick, his hand slick from being coated in the juices leaking from my cock, which started to jump and twitch against his hand.
"Kiss me and I'll make you cum right now," Tyler breathed in my ear.
"I can't," I finally managed to squeak, staring up at him.
He pulled his hand off my cock suddenly and stepped back just enough so we weren't touching. "Okay, but it's not because you don't want to, it's because of whatever struggle is going on up there," he said, tapping the index finger of his clean hand gently on the side of my head.
"I'm sorry," I said, pathetically.
"Don't be," he said. "This is fucking with my head as much as it is yours right now but I know what I want. I shouldn't even be talking to you. I should be out there lining up the next pussy I'm gonna fuck, but I'm not. Hell, I've got other guys begging to suck my dick and wanting to get fucked by my big cock but I can't even think about them because all I want is you."
I couldn't believe what he was saying but I knew he was telling the truth by his expression and the tone of his voice.
"This isn't just some game?" I asked, still aware that my pants were open and my hard dick was throbbing in the air. I quickly tucked it back in my boxers which only caused a wet patch to spread across the material.
"Not anymore," he said. "I wanted to fuck with you to piss Jake off, to get him mad enough to fight me, but then, I don't know, something happened. You felt it, I know you did. When we were cuffed together and our hands touched there was a spark. And then when I saw you in the showers afterwards and I saw how hot you are, that's when I knew why I really singled you out. I'm attracted to you. I've cum harder in the past week just thinking about you than I have in all the time I've been fucking girls."
"I... I can't," I said, breaking eye contact and reaching down to take hold of my pants.
Tyler bit his lip and nodded his head thoughtfully. "You still don't believe me, do you?"
"I don't know what to think," I said, fastening the button back up.
"It's okay. I get it. I've been an asshole to you, but I'll prove I'm serious."
"How?" I asked, pulling my zipper up.
"I don't know, but I will."
Those were the last words Tyler said. He stared at me for a moment and then looked down at his hand which was glistening with my precum. He looked back at me and then slowly brought his fingers to his lips. He paused just briefly, making sure I was watching, and then he slipped his tongue out of his mouth and licked my precum off his fingers. My eyes were wide and I was convinced I was going to cum in my pants. Tyler fucking Goodwin just ate my precum. Holy fuck! He wasn't joking.
With nothing but a smile, Tyler turned around and walked out of the room without even a glance back over his shoulder. I took a deep breath and sat back against a desk to gather my thoughts until the bell rang and I remembered I was supposed to be in class. I jumped up and ran out of the room, sprinting down the hall and skidding into my next classroom just as the door was about to close. Everyone was looking at me but I didn't care, I had other things on my mind. I collapsed down into the nearest seat and had no idea what was said for the next hour because all I could think about was Tyler and how he'd felt so close to me.
By the time it was finally lunch I was about ready to pop. I couldn't get Tyler off my mind, or more specifically what his hand felt like on my cock. Even after everything I did with Jake I had never been touched like that. As much as I hated to admit it I felt excited and wondered what else could happen with Tyler. Maybe it wouldn't just be about him nailing my ass for his own pleasure. But then the more I thought about it the more I realized Tyler was the kind of guy who would make it his personal mission to fuck you so good and make you cum so hard while he was inside you that you couldn't say anything but that he was the best and go back to him begging for more. His ego would demand that and it made me so fucking horny.
I sat down once I had my food and Emily soon joined me. She still had a smile on her face and I wondered just how good my brother was in bed to keep her happy for so long. I didn't really want to know the details but I had to ask.
"Jeez, Em, was Ryan really that good last night?"
The smile got even bigger. "I don't have the words, Ev. I thought sex with Joe was good but he's just a kid compared to your brother. There were things he did to me I didn't even know about."
"Like what?" I asked, swallowing the food I had in my mouth just in case what she said made me want to spit it out.
"Well let me just say he licked me in places I never knew could cause an orgasm," she said, loud enough for people to hear. "And then he got me in this wheelbarrow position with him standing up, me facing down with my arms on the floor and my legs around his waist. God, it felt like he was so deep I'd be able to lick the tip of his cock with my tongue."
I coughed a little but managed to keep my food down. I could feel my face getting red, especially when I noticed more than one pair of eyes on us from tables nearby. Emily didn't stop though. I'd opened the floodgates.
"That was the second time. The first time he had me pressed up against the full-length mirror on my closet door, and I mean really pressed against it, my boobs and face felt like they were gonna be crushed while he fucked me from behind, but it didn't hurt. He knew just the right amount of pressure to make it feel good. It really turned me on."
"Okay, you can stop now," I said, feeling my face burning and not daring to look around the room.
"None were as good as the last time, though," she continued regardless, the tone of her voice showing her clear excitement. "We fell asleep. When I woke up he was hard against me and I couldn't resist. I mounted him and rode him for a few minutes before he spun me around on his dick, never taking it out of me, and pulled me down so I was lying against his chest while he thrust up into me. Oh my god, Ev, you need to try that. He was lifting me off the bed."
I think my face was actually sweating it was so hot and I had my hand covering my eyes, stupidly hoping no one could see me since I was sure they were all staring at Emily.
"Can we talk about something besides my brother now?" I asked, wanting to change the subject.
"You asked," she said, showing no shame in having let everyone within three tables of ours know she had been thoroughly fucked the night before. "Where's Jake anyway? Has he still got that stick up his ass?"
"I don't know," I said. "He should be here by now."
We waited a few minutes, eating our food and just chatting about meaningless crap that seemed to be a big deal in high school. Finally Jake walked through the door, but he wasn't alone and my heart dropped. Tina Morrissey was on his arm, literally clinging to him and staring up at him like they'd been in love for years. There was no arguing that Tina was beautiful but most of the guys who thought that had already been in her panties. Emily and I looked at each other and then turned back to watch the new couple.
"What the fuck happened there?" Emily asked. "He's never mentioned her before and now she's all over him and he's lapping it up. Did he say anything to you?"
"Not a word," I said, stunned. "Even when he's talked about girls that have thrown themselves at him or that he was interested in I don't remember her name coming up."
"Maybe Tyler's comments are finally getting to him about being your boyfriend and he thinks he has to prove how macho he is by getting a girlfriend," Emily laughed. "Why else would he suddenly hook up with someone?"
I tried not to look Emily in the eyes because I was afraid she would see my thoughts through them and I wasn't quite ready to tell her about what happened with Jake and me yet, even though I hated keeping secrets from her. Still, I couldn't help but think that what Jake was doing was in reaction to his near miss with me and nothing to do with his feelings for Tina. He probably had to prove to himself and maybe to me that he was straight and the weekend meant nothing.
My head was all over the place. I didn't know what to think. I wanted to cry because the guy I loved was standing less than thirty feet away with some girl's hands all over him. It should have been me caressing his arm and playfully slapping his chest as he whispered things into my ear. Damn, I was so jealous of her. She was probably going to get him in a way I could still only dream off.
At the same time I wanted to get up, walk over to him and punch him in the face for being such a dick. Did he really think getting a girlfriend less than two days after he nearly fucked me was the way to show he was straight? I didn't know if being with her was more for his benefit, to convince himself, or to show me that he wasn't interested in guys and that nothing would ever happen between us. Either way I felt like he was being a douche, going out of his way to get a girl and flaunting her in front of me and everyone else, even though he knew how I felt about him. It was like a kick in the nuts.
For the first time I actually felt myself not liking him, not as a potential boyfriend but as a friend in general. He said everything was fine but clearly it wasn't and now he was acting out. Did he feel like he couldn't tell me the truth anymore? Did he really like Tina? Or was he just using her and leading her on because he needed to be with a woman and she was the first one that came along?
I continued to watch them until they paid for their lunch and sat down at a different table, barely even acknowledging us. I could see in Emily's face that she couldn't believe it, but I still said nothing, quietly seething inside.
Just then Tyler walked in and almost immediately his eyes found mine and a smile lit up his face. He was sweating and had obviously just been playing ball with his buddies but he still looked good. I quickly glanced over at Jake, who nearly had his tongue in Tina's ear, and then back to Tyler. What was stopping me from sleeping with him now?
Tyler jumped to the front of the line and grabbed a bottle of water, barely taking his eyes off me as he unscrewed the cap, had a drink and then walked over to our table.
"Hey Cooper, you better not be a little bitch in gym class today like you were last week," Tyler said, aggressively, but there was something in his eyes that told me he was putting on a show for the people around us. "Coach chewed my ass out after you fucked up. He said if it happens again he'll make us stay behind and you know what I'll do to you if that happens..."
Tyler walked away laughing, leaving his last words hanging in the air. My cock grew hard in an instant at the implication. To everyone else it might have sounded like he meant he would kick my ass if we were kept behind after class but I was pretty sure he had something else in mind and this time I wasn't sure I would say no.
To Be Continued...