I saw Kyle as I walked towards the school. He was standing at the main entrance looking around like he was waiting for someone. I swear the clouds parted and the rays from the sun shined only on him. He looked over at me and our eyes locked. I was powerless to walk past him. I walked directly to him and just stood in front of him staring in to his eyes. I thought `Say something dummy' but I couldn't open my mouth. His lips started moving.
"What's up?" I felt dumb for just standing there looking at him. I didn't know how long I had been staring, but he said `what's up' like nothing was strange. It took my brain a few seconds to tell my eyes to look away. I looked away.
"Nothing, man. I just noticed you standing over here. You looking for John?"
"Huh?"
"He's said he was going to call you last night and make arrangements for the tutoring."
"Oh, yeah, that. He's tutoring me this evening but I wasn't really waiting for anyone. I was just standing here, thinking."
"Okay, well I'm sorry to bother you. I'll catch you later."
"You could never bother me. I mean, you're not bothering me. I was about to head in anyway."
"Okay." We turned and started walking in the building. It was weird walking next to him. Yesterday, he was a nobody. Today he was a contributor to the best wet dream I have ever had. It all started with the eye contact in history class. Something in his eyes stirred a response in my heart. Then we were walking down the hallway and my arm brushed against his. His skin was so soft. To top it all off, we were in the locker room and I was getting his phone number so John could call him. I don't remember the instant that it happened, but I do remember checking him out and suddenly realizing that my dick was getting hard. He was changing in to his street clothes. At first I looked at his lips as he was talking, then my eyes started to drift downward. His neck looked soft and tender. His nipples were nice and round. His skin was so perfect. I couldn't see a blemish anywhere. There was a strong line going down his abdomen that accentuated his six pack. It was weird though because his stomach was well defined but at the same time, it looked like it would be soft to the touch. I wondered how a body could look so hard yet so soft at the same time. My eyes continued to travel down his body. I noted his belly button, which looked like a small cave. My eyes were at the top of his red boxers when Randy walked in. I was pissed at Randy for ruining the moment.
The memory of Kyle followed me home. I thought about him all night until I went to bed, so I guess I shouldn't have been surprised when Kyle invaded my dreams as well. The dream was strange though. Kyle and I were back in the locker room. I walked over to him and touched his six pack. I was surprised at how soft and smooth it felt as my fingers glided over the grooves. Kyle didn't try to stop me, he just stood there. I kissed him and he finally came back to life. I felt his hands all over me, tearing away my clothes. He began to smother me with his kiss and I had to force myself to breathe. The kiss was intense and I could feel something hard pressing against my leg. I remembered that was what I was after. I reached down and gently slid my hand inside his boxers. His dick felt exactly like I imagined it: hard yet soft. I rubbed my finger up and down his shaft. He must have been about 8 inches, and he was thick too. It felt like he was getting harder. His dick felt familiar to me. I dropped to my knees and pulled down his boxers. I placed a gentle kiss on the top of his penis. I stuck out my tongue and licked the head. His skin tasted sweet. I darted my tongue out and gathered some of his precum, which tasted even better than his skin. He smelled so musky and manly, like his nuts had been sweating all day. I took a big whiff of the smell and felt my own dick harden. I closed my eyes to fully appreciate his scent. His scent became stronger. I opened my eyes and his body looked different. I noticed that we were in my room. I opened my mouth to suck his dick, and I felt his arms pulling me up. He pushed me down on my bed. I looked at him, and I couldn't see above his neck, but I was sure that his body was somehow different. I realized that I was completely naked. My own 7.5 inch cock was hard and leaking. I wanted this guy badly. Suddenly, I knew exactly what he and I both wanted. I lifted my legs and watched as he lined up his dick with my hole. I thought about the lack of lube and I prepared myself for the pain. I closed my eyes. I felt him entering me, but it didn't hurt at all. He felt so good inside of me. He started moving in and out and each time he moved in, he touched something inside of me that drove me wild. Soon he had picked up the pace and he was fucking me fast and hard. I couldn't take anymore. I felt my climax coming and then it happened. I opened my eyes and saw Drew's face. I began to cum as I drowned myself in Drew's eyes. I woke up immediately. I sat up really fast and my dick felt wet. I wasn't sure what was more shocking, dreaming about Kyle or Kyle becoming Drew.
So there I was, walking down the hallway next to Kyle and thinking about my sex dream that he co-starred in. I looked over at him. I couldn't figure out what it was about him. He wasn't the best looking guy at our school. He didn't have the best personality. He was just different. There was something about the way his eyes looked at me. I can't explain it, but when I looked in to his eyes, I felt a warmth and almost a kinship. There was definitely something going on between us, but I wasn't sure if I wanted to find out what it was and at the same time, I was petrified of not finding out. We reached the end of the hallway and I turned to the left, to go to my locker. I felt fingers pressing in to my skin. I looked down at my arm and saw Kyle's hand touching me. My eyes made a path up his arm and ended at his eyes. I felt him jerk his hand away quickly.
"Sorry, man. I just wanted to get your attention. My locker is down the other way. I didn't want to just drop off and disappear on you."
It almost sounded like he was babbling out loud, more than talking to me. "Alright, check you later, man."
"Bet."
I watched him turn around and walk away. He was definitely a strange guy. I was standing there watching Kyle walk down the hallway, when I felt something stick in to my back.
"Stick `em up!"
I recognized the voice immediately. "Please don't shoot." I felt an arm come around me and squeeze my left nipple through my t-shirt. "Ouch!"
He started laughing. "Whatever man, that didn't even hurt." He released his grip and I turned around to face Drew, John and Chris.
Chris said, "You two are so childish. Sometimes I wonder how John and I put up with you guys." Drew and I both flashed our best smiles and we both gave him the finger.
John changed the subject. "So was that Kyle Masters we saw you walking with?"
"Yep, I saw him on the way in and we started talking. He seems like a cool guy."
"And he's not bad on the eyes either." Drew teased as he ruffled my hair.
"Whatever! I don't even know him. Plus I don't think he's gay. He plays hockey."
They all started laughing at me. Chris managed to eek out, "And your point is?"
"You know what I mean!"
"No, Mr. Captain of the Hockey Team, we don't know what you mean. Please explain why you are the only gay guy on the face of the planet who has ever picked up a hockey stick." I looked at Drew and he just smiled back. It was then that I realized his hand was gently resting on the back of my neck.
John finally came to my rescue. "Does it really matter? Besides, Kyle isn't the one you guys should be teasing him about. Did he tell you that Nick Johnson finally came out the closet yesterday? He even made a move on Pat."
Drew and Chris both looked shocked and had the same reaction, "No!"
"It's true! He called us over to his table yesterday and he only had eyes for Pat. He invited Pat to some concert he was doing." This was a different side of John. John always relayed events exactly as they happened, but now he was altering the story and making it sound like something that it wasn't. Drew and Chris were both looking at me.
"Nick was not hitting on me. He just invited all of us to his concert. He only did it because I know Kyle."
Drew rubbed his hand up and down my neck a few times. "Don't get so defensive. Geez, Chris and John were just teasing you. Plus it's about goddamn time you got yourself a boyfriend. I was beginning to wonder if you really were gay." All of them started laughing like it was hilarious. Drew's hand moved from my neck to my shoulder and I was standing there, with his arm draped around me. I couldn't help but smile too. Suddenly the warning bell went off and it was time to get a move on. We said our temporary goodbyes and walked off to our separate lockers.
The first half of the school day ran by quickly. Before I knew it, John, Drew and I were walking to the cafeteria, with Drew's arm around my shoulders. I wondered if he even suspected how often he starred in my fantasies. It's such a shame that we can't be together like that. John on the other hand was the star in my real life. When my eyes were open, I was thinking about John probably 95% of the time. When my eyes were closed, it was a toss up between Drew and John, and now Kyle. I had to get Kyle out of my head, but I didn't know how. When we walked in to the cafeteria, I was enlightened by an epiphany: I needed to talk to Kyle and Nick together and see if I could pick up any signs about anything going on between the two of them.
I told Drew and John that I was going to sit with Kyle and Nick today and they both started laughing. It took me the entire lunch line for them to believe me. They said they would go with me. After we paid for our food, I spotted Kyle and Nick at a table. The girls were already at our usual table. They tried to flag us down as we walked past them and over to Kyle's table. Those girls are so funny sometimes. How could we not notice them? Anyway, we reached the table and I asked Nick if we could sit down. Kyle just sat there looking stupidly at me until I sat down across from him. John walked around the table and sat down next to Kyle. I was a little jealous, but when Drew sat down next to me, it was okay again.
I made small talk with the guys about nothing really. We talked a little about the hockey team, but the focus was non sports stuff, like television shows, and what type of music Nick performed. Turned out we all loved The Simpsons, and Nick was a singer and songwriter. I had just assumed that he did both. I tried not to look at Kyle because I was afraid of speaking directly to him, so I avoided eye contact with him at all costs. During the middle of lunch, Laurie walked over to find out if Drew was going to go for a walk with her. Drew told her, "Not today." and her steps seemed a little heavier as she walked back to our regular table. I knew that Drew would have to make that up to her somehow. I was in the middle of wondering about what he could do to make it up to her. Suddenly I realized John and Kyle were standing up.
"Where are you guys going?" I asked.
"To look at his math book to see what he needs help with." John picked up his tray and Kyle followed suit. I noticed a tense look between the two of them, like something had been said. I wondered what I missed.
Drew and Nick were a lively pairing. They really complemented each other in terms of their personalities. I was pleasantly surprised that they got along so well. When lunch was over, the three of us dumped our trays and headed off to our classes.
The thing I regretted most about the school year was that I only had one class with Chris. Chris always thought he knew me better than I knew myself. The awful truth was that most of the time he did. I smiled to myself. I knew this would be an interesting week.
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