Lest He Become
Episode One: Beginnings
"What the fuck are you looking at?" Brad demanded as I sat beside him in the Principal's office. We had just got into a fight. I think it's kind of dumb to leave the two of us alone with each other but then again I go to a dumb school. I smiled at him.
"Why do you get so mad when people pay you a compliment?" I asked him. I looked him straight in the eye. "I meant what I said. You should've taken it as a compliment." Brad didn't want to admit that he appreciated the compliment and the comment after the compliment because he wasn't ready to admit he had wanted me to pay attention.
"You said I had a nice dick," Brad said to me softly. "And that you know I could rock your world with it."
"Again I mean what I said," I said to him with a small smile. He shook his head.
"I'm not gay," He said wavering a bit. I scoffed at that.
"Keep telling yourself that, Brad," I said placing my hand on his leg. I let it slide up towards his crotch. "It might actually come true." He grabbed my hand and looked at it for a second and then at me and slowly pulled away. I smiled at him knowingly.
"I'm not gay," He said to me as Principal Dawson walked inside.
"Good to know you two didn't kill each other while I was gone," he said handing us each a form. "For fighting, I am suspending you both for a day. I'm being lenient because you two stopped fighting when told to. You can come back on Thursday. Are there any questions?"
"No," We said in unison. He looked from one to the other.
"You two will need to get your work before you go," He said to us. I shook my head.
"I don't plan on doing it so why bother?" I asked standing up.
"Damien..." Dawson began and I looked at him.
"Is this it or are you gonna waste more of my time?" I asked him.
"You two are free to go," He said and Brad stood up beside me. He wanted to get away from me as much as soon as possible. "I have a feeling I will be seeing you again, Damien."
"Probably," I said following Brad out the office.
Brad knew he was gay but he didn't want to be. His life was complicated. Even more complicated were the strong feelings he had for me. Brad had crushes on guys before but never before had he had such strong feelings for one person. It was almost hurting him how much he desired me.
"Hey brad," I said to him as I walked towards him. He looked nervous. No, he was nervous.
"Damien, what do you want?" He asked me. I smiled at him as He stood against his car.
"You," I said to him. I saw him breathe quicker.
"Stop," He said to me. I placed my hand on his chest and kissed him lightly. "Stop."
"You know you mean go," I said to him. I kissed him again and then this time he reinforced the kiss. I was feeding his lust and he was feeding me his tongue. His hands slid under me and he lifted me up and pinned me to the car. I pulled back and I smiled at him. "My aren't we strong?" I was 120 pounds compared to his 160 so it wasn't that much of a struggle.
"This isn't right," He said to me. I looked at him curiously.
"No, this is very wrong," I said to him. "I am using you. We both know this. But we know you want my body. And I am giving it to you. So my only question is...your place or mine." He still had his hands on my hips. He kissed me again this time harder and I felt him unbuckle my pants. "Brad!"
"Shh!" He said in my ear. He sucked on my neck and pulled his shirt off.
"Brad, control your hormones," I said shoving him. "You idiot. We are still in the parking lot."
"I thought you wanted this," He said to me. I folded my arms.
"Yea, I do," I said to him. "But not in a parking lot. Maybe I should've rethought this."
"Come on, Damien," Brad said to me. "You make it look as if you are a tease." Something was bugging me about this whole thing now. I smiled at him.
"I'm a tease," I said to him as I headed to the bus stop. Brad just watched as I walked away.
"Thanks Damien," He yelled out. "I got blue balls now. Fucking tease." He sighed and got into his car.
I sat on the bench of the bus thinking. I liked sex as much as the next one. I knew Brad was interested in me.. I had him where I wanted yet I stopped. It wasn't because he turned the tables on me. Or was it. I was so confused as to what was going on.
"The not so typical day of a high school student," I said myself as the bus came down the road. I stood up and climbed on to the bus. I paid my fare and headed to the back of the bus.