Jamie's School Days
Chapter 7 - Jamie Friends a Porn Star
My ordinary life has never been the same since I kissed a porn star.
I played that moment constantly in my head when Freddy kissed me at Flamingos. When I told him how upset I was that my first kiss had been stolen he returned it for three memorable seconds when our lips made contact.
Since then, I couldn't stop smiling when I returned to school. As I looked at the unsuspecting students I felt my heart flutter from the thought of my newfound secret. I didn't know whether to tell Tom. He was my best friend after all but it was just more exciting to keep the affair to myself. I never considered if Freddy had a boyfriend. He couldn't have. I would have been introduced to him. Then it dawned on me. What if he wasn't interested in me. Could that kiss have been out of pity? Is that why he hadn't texted back yet?
In English, Bowie who sat next to me kept feeling my thigh. Mr. B was reading a chapter from Nineteen Eighty Four where Winston Smith was describing his sexual desires. It must have made Bowie real horny because he was passing me notes about how his cock was yearning to be sucked. Bowie and I still have our blowjob sessions between classes. Just last week I was sucking him off in the far side of the library. My teenage hormones still got the best of me. Until I find a suitable guy to fall in love with, I only have my set of dildos at home, Connor's sex tape and Bowie's cock to relieve my sexual frustration.
Bowie continued to rub further up my crotch. No one else was looking. They were either half asleep or engaged in the novel to notice Bowie massaging my boner.
Just when I thought I was going to cum I heard a knock at the door. Fuck. I slapped Bowie's groping hand away.
'Come in,' said Mr. B.
It was the Greek Boy, Malachi who entered looking handsome and adorable as ever. He had growing facial hair that made him look sexy and mature but his beautiful mediterranean eyes made him youthful and innocent.
'Sorry to disrupt but just this morning I got transferred to your class,' said Malachi all bashful and cute. He turned to look at me and smiled.
I felt the weird butterfly feeling that I had for Freddy and that time when we both shared a tub together. Suddenly, my heart beat was hard to control. I straightened my back and crossed my legs together to conceal my raging hard on.
'No problem. I guess we should find you a seat,' said Mr. B. He looked around the class. I wished that Bowie hadn't sat next to me that he could have taken his place. There was only the desk in front of us that was vacant and a few seats at the back. 'Why don't you sit right at the front where I can keep an eye on you.'
Yes! I thought. Malachi sat at the desk just in front of me. I gave a huge grin that even Mr. B seemed to have noticed.
Malachi unpacked his school kit and turned behind to give me a wink.
'Now, I better tell you all about your next assessment,' said Mr. B. 'For 30% of your grade you have to partner up for a presentation.'
'What say we partner up tonight? We can get on with it all night,' whispered Bowie. Oh no. God no.
'Listen up, I'm about to partner you up right now,' said Mr. B.
Oh yes. God yes.
'Tell me your name again, sonny?' Mr B asked the new boy.
'Malachi,' he answered.
'You get first pick. Why don't you choose who you want to partner up?' suggested Mr. B.
Malachi turned around. Some of the class were in rugby. I expected he'd pick his team mates.
'Jamie, do you want to work together?'
'Um, sure,' I must have squealed like a little girl. I couldn't believe he still remembered my name.
'Sorted, now let's pair the rest of you up,' continued Mr. B.
'Hi,' smiled Malachi.
'Hi,' I smiled back. 'Why'd you pick me?'
'Well, I knew your name at least and you were closest to me. Why not? You mind?'
'No, I don't mind at all,' I said, trying to conceal the enthusiasm of us paired together.
Mr. B continued to call out names and partnering up the rest of the class.
'We could get started on it after school?' I said. 'Hit the library, if you want.'
'Can't, have rugby practice. But, you're welcome to watch and we can meet up after? Do you mind sticking around?'
An excuse to watch hot guys wrestling in the mud? Why not?
'Sure, I can wait.'
'Awesome,' he smiled. 'Can I have your number?'
My day couldn't have gone better. I couldn't believe I had the excuse to hang out with the hottest guy in school.
?
After school, I watched Malachi's practice from the sides. All the other boys looked rather heavy built with a few bruises on their faces. It was surprising to see Malachi without injuries on his pretty face.
When he played, he was 100 percent in the match. He had forgotten that I was watching him. I didn't know why I felt jealous. I wasn't his girlfriend or anything.
I was watching how homoerotic their game was. Guys huddling together and clenching each other's waist. Hands clenched around boys' butts. I had a hard on from thinking about them all naked in the field. If they were, their cocks would be flailing as they ran. Nude skin tackled to the ground in an erotic wrestle. I imagined Malachi in a striking pose - perfect composition. I was hoping that he would turn his attention to me. I love the way he smiles. Just one look and I'm all his.
Then I felt a buzz in my trousers.
Someone was calling me. It was Freddy.
'Hello?' I answered. At first there was no reply. My heartbeat raced. He left me hanging dry since that night at Flamingos. So why was I so glad to hear form him? I shouldn't be. It was then that I realised how much Freddy has had a hook on me.
'Hi, Jamie. Sorry I didn't text back,' said Freddy. He's forgiven.
'That's OK. Thanks for calling back,' I smiled. God, I couldn't believe myself. A porn star calling my number.
'I was filming today, no phones allowed, that's why,' he said. I knew what kind of films he was referring to. The thought of him engaging in sex excited me.
'Oh, was it good?' I teased.
'He was cute. Maybe you know of him? Luke Desmond?' he said.
'Oh my God. He's got a huge dick. You bottomed?' I said.
'We switched roles. I think I was better on top,' Freddy laughed. 'You jealous?'
'Depends. Was there kissing?' I teased.
'A little bit. What are you doing?' he asked.
'Watching a friend play rugby?' I answered.
'Oh yeah? Fit lad?' he asked.
'Very fit if you asked me,' I laughed. 'Maybe more so than you.'
'Ooh. Is that right, hey?'
'Why? You jealous?' I said jokingly. It took a while for a response.
'Depends, is he as good a kisser as me?' asked Freddy, dropping his tone.
I paused to think of something witty to say. But I couldn't. This had to be told straight from the heart.
'Depends too. Do I count that first kiss you gave me outside the club. Or the other one you gave in the car the last time I saw you? Cos if you asked me, nothing could top that.'
I heard Freddy faintly chuckling on the phone. I felt I may have made the situation slightly awkward between us. What possible interpretation could he have made from that? Why wasn't he responding? He was making me regret saying those things.
I may have forgotten about that second kiss he gave me in the car when he dropped me home. I was heavily intoxicated at that point. I felt confused ever since that first kiss he gave when I was upset. But I thought at the time that the kiss was just out of pity. But then it came back to me. Back when we were in that car, before he said goodbye, he leaned over to kiss me again. Now that wasn't an accident. He really did mean it when he kissed me. Or at least, that's what I thought.
'This is crazy. I should go. My friend just about finished his practice,' I said.
'Speak to you soon, kid,' ended Freddy. What did that mean? How soon? I didn't know whether to feel insulted by his let down for calling me 'Kid'. This wasn't just some unrequited crush. He kissed me. Twice.
'Hey, Jamie, how's it going?' asked Malachi as he came towards me all sweaty and dirty.
'I'm good. Fine. You were fine. I mean, great practice over there,' I said.
'Thanks. You know, I'm looking forward to getting to know you,' smiled Malachi. If ever Malachi did hurt me, all would be forgiven because of his charming smile. I wanted to tell him all about Freddy. I had this strange desire to tell him the fact that I kissed a porn star. I've been dying to so badly. I wanted to take pleasure from people's reaction. What would he think if I told him I was gay. I could imagine him accepting the news like Tom. If only he just asked, I would have told him.
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