Copyright- My name is Demitiri and I am a 18 year old Russian male and this is another time for me writing these types of stories. Please enjoy because I'd like to continue writing stories. Thoughts, comments, suggestions, or would you just want to talk? Please be gentle. Email- demitiriK@yahoo.com. I don't bite =] Notes- I hope you enjoy this chapter. i didnt. but anyway send feedback please. It makes me feel better about my stores =]
"Wake your ass up! You're gonna be late!!"
I unfortunately had to wake up to Jorge screaming his head off trying to get me out of bed. Still feeling groggy I just turn my body and force my eyes shut trying to go back to my marvelous dreamland. In my most recent dream its me and Jorge on a private plane with my family and we're vacationing around the world. Father and mother are in the opposite isle of the plane happily enjoying each other's company. Grandma and grandpa from both my mother and father, who passed before I was born, are on the plane as well talking about the good old days. The days when women wore long flowing dresses and their hair in ponytails which left something to the imagination. The days when men were gentlemen and the days when teenagers actually went outside to people's houses instead of this constant infatuation with texting and shit like that.
"I was having a nice dream. Why must you fuck shit up?"
"Go shower now before I fuck you up!"
"Where am I going Jorge?!"
"To school."
I can't even remember the last time I've been to school. I thought they had already labelled me a drop out but apparently not. Using all my strength I threw the thick covers off my body and half assidly limped to the bathroom for a quick wash. Last night's shower fuck left me numb feeling in my bum and I already knew sitting down was going to be quite the chore. The piping hot water running all over my body was sending to me extacy. My hair was curling up because of the extreme humidity yet it felt so good to twist my head around so the hair brushed across my neck and upper back. Pouring the liquid soap all over my body and rubbing it around with my hands I gave myself a massage. Looking down I saw my cock hardening at a rapid pace. As I began to gently lather it in soap I was taken out of my trance by a loud banging on the door.
"Get your ass out the shower!"
Walking out the bathroom I shot a dirty look at Jorge. Damn him for stopping short the best shower I've had in a long time, possibly ever.
"Where are my jeans papi?"
"Look in the back end of the closet."
"Why is my shit back there?"
"Thats where I put it."
"Dumb fuck."
Feeling good I decided to throw on my gray skinny jeans with a tight shirt and flip flops.
"Skinny jeans and flip flops Chrissy?"
"Its to hot to wear sneakers. I don't want my feet all sweaty."
"You're so fucking weird."
"But you like me that way."
"Well that's true."
When I was fully dressed I raced down to the kitchen to grab the keys because I had a sick fantasy about driving s super fast car. Walking slowly outside, as if I were in a movie, the sun sparkled over the sleek black corvette and there was a nice tint on the windows. Standing there admiring it's beauty Jorge interrupted my view to hop in the passenger seat. I guess he silently gave me permission to drive his prized beauty. Crouching down in the driver seat I felt a rush of adrenaline. My legs were shaking, my palms were sweaty, my mind went blank. I popped the key in the ignition and before I knew it the speed pedal had been pressed to the bottom of the car floor and the meter read I was doing 100mph. Not faint if I hit anyone I pressed down harder because this baby had to be able to hit 200.
All my adrenaline was fastly replaced with pain and I lifted my foot off the pedal slowing the car down dramatically. Looking down at my leg in puzzlement I saw Jorge had stuck a small pocket knife in it near my leg. When the car reached a screeching halt I held a tight grip on the steering wheel trying to piece myself back together.
"Why did you stab me?"
"You were about to kill us you psycho!"
"But I was having fun."
"Yea, a little bit too much."
I drove the rest of the way to school at a pedestrian's pace. What's the point of having a super fast car if you're not going to do anything fun with it? We pulled up into the school parking lot with a bunch or eyes on us. I spotted Eric smiling in anticipation as I nonchalantly walked towards the entrance. His big blue eyes and pearly white teeth were sparkling from the beaming sun as he held his arms open for a hug.
"Chris! I haven't talked to you in so long! Where the fuck you been?!"
"I've been around town is all."
"Chris you cheap slut!"
"Eric you dumb bitch." I replied with a loving smile.
I turned around to see Jorge running towards the gym field for some type of sports practice, whatever sports never peak my interest. Me and Eric slowly walked to class so we could catch each other up on everything that has happened these past couple of days.
"You know that Jason kid sounds hot."
"Well he kinda was. But you already know I've been happily married for two decades!"
"Marriage is a bitch isn't she?"
"Well it takes on to know one Chris."
The school day went by pretty quickly and everyone, for some odd reason, just starting paying lots more attention to me. I guess when your hooked with the most popular person in school everyone wants to be your friend. But I know it's all a bunch of phoney shit. I was in chemistry and it was, by the grace of god, my last class for today. My head was laid down on the desk and with my left hand I scribbled all over a blank sheet of paper rather than copying down important notes like I was supposed to. Did I care? Nope because I can always hack the school's computer system to change my grades. I've been doing that since freshmen year and since then my 3.5 GPA has stood strong. The sudden loud ringing of the bell woke me up and I ran out the class before any of the other students. Eric was standing against Jorge's corvette waiting for me I guess. However there was some kid walking towards Eric and even though he looked quite familiar I just couldn't figure out from where. Running towards Eric I saw it was Jason from McDonalds.
"Jason?"
"Chris? Oh shit what are you doing here?"
"This is my school, what are you doing here?"
"I walk through this parking lot everyday because my house is right there behind the field."
"Wow never thought we would meet again."
"So um Chris are you going to introduce me to your friend?"
I looked at Eric with a what the fuck face. He winked and smiled at me so I guess he wanted to get to know Jason the same way Jason wanted to get to know me.
"Well um Eric this is Jason. I met him at Mickey D's. And yes this is the kid that almost got into it with Jorge."
"Jason this is my lifeline Eric. I've known him since the beginning of time and yea."
"Hi Eric nice to meet you."
"Likewise."
Aww did I just play Cupid with these two boys? I thought Jason was crushing on me but he pretty much pushed me in front of an 18 wheeler just for Eric so I guess that horse is dead. For a good ten minutes I just quietly stood there trying to accept the fact that the third wheel was my role for today, and waiting for Jorge of course.
"Christian!"
"Ah shit." I moaned.
Turning around I saw Jorge walking towards me with fire in his eyes. Seeing Jason definently sparked some hidden fury and maybe he wanted to take it out on me? Well I hoped he did. Jorge stood on the opposite side of the far staring hatefully at Jason.
"Papi he's not doing anything wrong."
"Why the fuck is he even here?!"
"This is his way home my god!"
In between the back and forth yelling of me and Jorge I spotted Eric walking with Jason towards his house. A part of me said go Eric! Yet another part said is he that easy? Still daydreaming I didn't notice Jorge running and snatching Eric up on his shoulder. He ran him back to the car while Eric stood there with a look of disappointment on his face. I walked to Jason thinking maybe I could comfort him.
"Why are you sad?"
"Leave me alone Chris."
"What did I do?"
"Its your fucking boyfriend! What was the point of snatching away Eric? We were just gonna go to my house to chill and fucking talk! Nothing was gonna happen."
"Ok. That's nice and all but why are you telling to me? Talk to Jorge."
"I can't say one word to that goon. You know if I walked to him he'd probably rip my head off!"
"How about --"
Jorge, going through one of his days, pushed me to the side and just stared Jason down. I looked up to saw total fear in Jason's eyes and Jorge had a look of violence in his.
"Look I don't want any issues, I just want to get to know Eric."
"He told me."
"Can he come with me Jorge?"
"The fuck? You call me sir. And nothing else."
"Well can he come with me sir?"
"Fine. But I swear to god if you do anything to Eric there will be no mercy."
Jason just gave conformation that Jorge was now his superior. If he would have had the balls to defend himself maybe this all could've been avoided but whats done is done. Eric and Jason walked away holding each other's hands smiling like little school girls. How cute.
"Jorge why can't you be all cutesy like that?!"
"Thats so fucking lame."
"And? I'd kill for a boyfriend like that."
"You make me sick Chrissy."
"Suck my dick."
"Whatever."