It's got gay sex so no like or no old enough, no read. Author retains rights.
The Rent #29: King For A Day
So far? Thomas Tyler started something when he learned his family's boarder was gay. It started with the boarder giving he and his friends head and progressed to where all of them were having full on man sex with each other and others besides...
Shiloh King is a high school outcast that was seduced and blown by Thomas when Thomas misunderstood the terms of getting back in the good graces of the friends he had used and abused.
"Incoming!" God, I hate that word. Every time I hear it, it means my own personal bully and next door neighbor, Travis Lee is about to strike. I'm at my locker on the third day of school, getting ready for poisoning in the cafeteria, and had just thought that I hadn't even seen Travis yet. Next thing I know, I hear him yell and I get a full body check into said locker. Can I have an `ouch'? Turning around, yep, it's a maniacally grinning Travis and his official henchman, Brady Johns.
"Hey, fuck-wad." It's a girl's voice coming from behind Travis and when he turns it's not anybody I know. She's got short and dark red hair, very white skin, and very green eyes. She's also got really nice boobs. She's also got a very good punch on here `cause she just whales off and pastes Travis one dead center in his face. Travis goes down like a sack of potatoes. Brady probably wasn't going to come to Travis' defense. There was just this look of total confusion on his face as he watched this redhead deck his hero. It wasn't there long. My hero remembered Brady snickering at me getting checked I guess or maybe she just felt like kneeing someone in the crotch and Brady was handy.
"You okay, sweetie?" she asks as she gives me a hand back up. Travis is holding his nose with blood dripping down and the very dramatic Brady is rolling around moaning. I shake my head yes and she turns back to the guys who have been picking on me for years. "Listen up, you shits. I'm new at this school but at my old school we didn't let mutant throwbacks torment other kids. Do it again and I'll be back. I might even bring my little sister and then you'll really be fucked." She grabs my arm and drags me down the hall just in time to miss a teacher finally showing up. Teachers here have perfected the art of avoiding trouble until after they're not needed anymore. Once we're all clear, she cracks up laughing.
"Hey," she manages to get out once the laughter dies down some. "I'm Gracie Hall. You don't mind me taking care of that for you, do you?"
"I'm Shiloh, Shiloh King, and god no. I can never think of what to do until it's over. Can I ask why? New kid in town imposing justice is a Lifetime movie, not normally reality." Gracie smiles big at me and I feel like maybe I'm tall all of a sudden. It's that good a smile. She's also dressed as quirky as me. She's got on a genuine lab coat but underneath it looks like a flight attendant uniform from the Sixties and knee high boots with very high heels. We don't match! Yeah, I've still got my dyed black hair but the streaks are green and it's how I like it, looking like I got a haircut by weed whacker according to my sisters. I do have at least as nice a body as Gracie. No real friends until recently so its internet then work out, lather, rinse, repeat. Wait a minute. Gracie? "Thomas' Gracie?" I bet I blush. I can't help it! This girl's boyfriend blew me!
"Yeah, I date the guy you almost choked with that monster cock of yours." Okay, add sinking into the ground to blushing.
"He told you?" I squeak out.
"I watched the video, dude. You are huge!" Oh my god, there's video? Forget ever having friends now. Well, besides Thomas but we've mostly been text friends since That Night.
"Chill. Who's gonna show it? All the other guys who had gayer sex that were also there?" Whoa. Okay, I know that Joe guy blew me too and there was nakedness but my mind really hadn't gone there. Joe and Thomas blowing me might have changed my POV on guys doing guys, orally maybe, but full on guy-guy isn't a go to place in my head. "You got second lunch too? Coolness. Thomas has fourth lunch so I thought it'd just be me and Priss." Okay, now this getting into weird territory. There's only one Priss at our school. Priscilla Davenport. Tall, blonde, stacked, legs that go on forever, head cheerleader, and valedictorian wannabe. Priss has never said one bad word to me. She's never in fact said one word. I don't know if my heart could stand the shock today if she started.
Me and Gracie get our food and the whole time it's this amazing talk. Turns out the girl knows a lot of the alt bands I'm into, taught herself a language because of a book (I learned Chinese for a cool movie, Gracie learned Russian for something she said turned out to be too emo to be worth it), and she looks at me when I talk. You know how few people do that? I can see in their eyes most times instead of listening to me they're plotting their escapes. Gracie already feels like a friend.
We weave through the lunch crowd and the situation's worse than I expected. It is Miss Priss Gracie was talking about but who she's with is a disaster! It's Brady and another friend of his, Jack Walters and two more cheerleaders. The one who's a redhead like Gracie, Pam Tate, has always been one of the more cool and Jack always looks embarrassed when Travis does his shit but Kimmy is a real bitch. Even the other bitches in school don't like her but she's a cheerleader so she gets away with it.
"Ugh. You've got a stalker," Kimmy drawls. "Silo, the retard table's on the other side of the room." I don't know why but Kimmy's words always hurt worse than when Travis hits me.
"I figured it must have been full if you were over here, bitch," is all Gracie says and she sits down next to Priss without looking at Kimmy. I'm afraid to move. Gracie looks up, points at me, and then the chair across from her. I sit. Quick. I think I don't want to miss this. "Blonde boy, you wanna tell the Gossip Girl tryout what I did to you and the other freak when you hit Shiloh from behind?"
"Um, no." Brady's very interested in his tater tots all of a sudden. Jack and Pam are trying very hard not to laugh at how red Kimmy's getting.
"Are you threatening me? Me?"
"Not yet. Shiloh's my friend. In case you ever get one, you'll find out you don't let assholes mess with your friends."
"But Silo? Okay, I get it. You're new. You need us to help you steer clear of the freaks and geeks. Silo is their king. That's even his name."
"Kimmy, shut up." Wow, Priss is joining in. "You're the only one with a problem here. Quickest solution is to either shut up and deal or go away."
"But, but we've eaten lunch together since Third grade."
"And you've made it more unpleasant every year. Shiloh here might be weird, sorry, Shiloh.."
"Hey, I've never said I'm not weird." That gives me my first Priss smile ever.
"But I've never heard Shiloh have a nasty thing to say, even when our friends use him as a joke or a punching bag. You get your own way all the time and never have a nice thing to say. Forget the choice, Kimmy. Just leave." Kimmy looks around. Brady still won't look up but it's clear Jack and Pam agree with Priss.
"I will get you all for this." Kimmy stomps off with her food and I start getting a lot less tense.
"Thank you," is all I manage.
"That wasn't about you, Shiloh. Gracie and Priss became friends over the summer and met Kimmy at lunch yesterday. When she asked me and Priss later why we put up with her shit we really couldn't come up with a good reason. I bet Gracie brought you over just to provoke Kimmy."
"Not just, guys. Thomas found out how cool Shiloh is this summer and thought we'd make great friends too. We do and I bet you'll feel the same by the end of lunch. Maybe even Blonde Boy." Brady mumbles something and it turns out Priss saw Gracie defending me earlier. She has us all in stitches with her description and Brady almost lasts through the whole of lunch before he makes an excuse to split.
"Brady will come around," Priss assures me. "If he wasn't semi-cool when Travis isn't bullying him we wouldn't hang out with him."
"Travis bullies him too?"
"Not like he does you but Travis has Brady convinced he's worthless and Travis does him a favor by hanging out with him and teaching him how to be cool. If you think about it, it's probably the only way Travis can make friends." What she says makes sense and I never noticed. I've been avoiding Travis for so long I don't think I've seen him around too many other students besides Brady in ages.
Lunch was fun but I was very quiet. For me, it was quiet. Priss was too but she spent most of the time watching me it felt like. I found out Pam is a little jealous that I go so wild with the look but she also made it clear she likes being a cheerleader too much to stop fitting in perfectly. We'll see. If she's not just being nice to the new dork at the table, maybe when we're seniors she'll be able to cut loose. Jack and I have zero in common like I thought except one very important thing: The same sick sense of humor. The three of us probably won't ever be friends but I think they'll help stop some of the rougher teasing. Them and Priss leave before me and Gracie and I notice one of them left a note.
`If you're as big as Gracie says, I need to take you for a test run.'
"You should see your face," she laughs. Screw that. She should see my crotch.
"Was it Priss? No, it's probably Pam. She likes my style." Gracie just smirks. "Tell me it's not Jack."
"You enjoyed Joe and Thomas." That's not the point. Yeah, pretty sure I'd do a guy again, except if I was the one doing all the work, but Pam and Priss are definitely first choice. "You know you won't get a girlfriend out of this, right? You heard Pam. They might wind up liking you but they won't want to be seen walking down the hall as your girlfriend."
"Will I get laid?" Gracie laughs again.
"Definitely. Repeatedly even."
"That's good enough for me. Have you ever been unpopular, Gracie?" She has to answer no. "It hurts, you know? It got worse after I thought Jamie defending me meant we could be friends and I found out he was just doing what he thought he should. I even tried to be like everyone else but it looked freakier on me than this."
"It's not fair."
"Nothing's fair but if I can be lonely and be getting laid instead of just lonely? I'll take laid"
"You're definitely a guy but don't worry about the lonely. I like you just as much as Thomas does. You have friends who'll walk down the hall with you."
"And punch out bullies for me?"
"Daily." We talk about nothing the rest of the lunch and she gives me a peck on the cheek as we go opposite directions. She's off to earth science and me? Art is the goal but Travis gets in the way.
"You forget your bodyguard, wimp?" No Brady though. Fearing the wrath of Gracie, no doubt.
"Get out of my way, Travis." We're attracting a little bit of a crowd. Word of Gracie flattening Travis must have gotten out.
"Make me, Silo." He really shouldn't have said that...
"They really suspended you?" Thomas asks as soon as I open the front door. "He pushes you around and picks on you for years and YOU get suspended?" I nod to Orin as he turns out to be there too. We head into the kitchen where Dad is finishing up getting dinner ready. Dad's a freelance artist so he's always around. Mom should be home soon. Her shift was over hours ago but she said when she pretended to be mad at me over the phone that there were three newborns today. Mom's not the kind of nurse that'll leave right on time if she thinks a patient needs her.
"He did break that boy's nose, Thomas." Dad is trying to scowl but I know he's happy. I think Janie, my sister a year ahead of me, must have told the parents I get picked on a lot. I know I didn't. "You got another call from someone at school offering to pick up homework assignments for you. Is that ten or eleven."
"Who knew you could get popular by breaking noses, Shiloh," my little sister, Emma pipes in. "Break an arm and maybe you'll be Homecoming King."
"I'll let you try that one out when you get to high school, squirt." Dad insists Orin and Thomas join us for dinner. Thomas calls home to get the okay but Orin says they won't mind at his house. Dad doesn't like that. We're kinda poor but we have dinner together every weekday. Dad's looking at Orin like he's neglected instead of rich. He might be right. Orin looks lost with all the cross talk and what Dad calls the `Day Before Grocery Day Menu'. Mom gets in right before grace and she sternly tells me never do anything like hitting another student again. Unless it's Brady. Yeah, Janie's been talking.
After dinner, Mom reminds me that tonight is the night youth group starts for Fall and that parents are invited. She also reminds me I'm grounded so I'll have to stay home with Orin and Thomas. That's my mom. She has to punish me for being suspended but she makes it something cool instead. We hit my room as soon as they're out of the driveway.
"I have a message from Gracie," Thomas announces and pulls me right up to him. Before I can ask what's up he kisses me! It's a bit of a shock so his tongue is in my mouth before I know it. It's not so bad. Better than I was picturing with Jack if he was the one that left the note. By the time Thomas pulls away, I've been kissing him back and there's a tent in my khakis that Orin's eyes are glued to. "Gracie thought you seemed a little freaked today but I told her your texts sounded like you were getting cool with it all." Orin's moved closer and one of his hands goes down the front of my pants and he starts nibbling on my neck. His shirt is gone and Thomas pulls back to strip. In no time flat Thomas is naked and that big dick is pointing straight at me. Am I a bad person `cause I love the fact I'm bigger than him and he's older?
Am I cool with this? I was and then I wasn't. I did love my first blowjobs EVER from Joe and Thomas but being caught by the other guys was scary. Jamie was awful even. I can't believe I thought he was different. Gracie's right. I was freaked when she told me everyone else that showed up had messed around with guys more than me but not now. That means the only guys who know can't tell anyone `cause they don't want people to know about them.
My hand's shaking like a tweaker's but it does manage to wrap around Thomas' shaft when he gets close enough. It feels kinda cool, to be honest. Thomas is hard as a rock and I expected that but the skin moves like a slipcover or something. Weird to think that word as Orin's unbuttoning my shirt and undoing my jeans. Slipcover is a grandma word and you can't any further away from grandma than to jack off a friend while another guy is chewing on your nipple.
"Whoa." Orin has stopped and when I look Orin's looking down. At my thick eight incher. I hadn't measured in a while but did right after Thomas told me at the party I was hung. "Shiloh, I bet you're gonna be bigger than Nick and it feels like he's got a beer can between his legs!" Orin strips quick and before I know it, his mouth is glued to mine and his not small at all dick is tangling with mine like we had light sabers down there. Orin finally pulls back a little but Thomas is pressed against me from behind. His dick is riding up and down between my ass cheeks and it would feel great if I wasn't afraid he'd stick it in and start fucking me.
"Deluxe or quickie?" Orin asks.
"What?"
"How long will they be at church?"
"Hour, hour and a half."
"And it's been almost half an hour so quickie it is." Orin grabs my arm and not very gently leads me to my bed. He's kind of rough throwing me down on my back but I don't complain. CAN'T complain because I'm all of a sudden getting my third blowjob! Orin's not amazing wow like Joe or super hot `cause it's my first first like Thomas but it's still way awesome. Hey, this is my first sober blowjob and you know what? I think I'm gonna stop worrying about labels and just enjoy it from now on.
Thomas tests that resolution almost right away. Psychic much, Thomas? He gets on the bed with me and while Orin (Orin!) Is using his tongue to drive me wild lapping away at my shaft, Thomas starts using his to lick at my nipple. Thomas' tongue then starts upwards and his hand takes over teasing my hard, wet nipple and by the time his mouth finds mine I'm more than ready to make out! I'm just guessing but I think the more turned on a guy gets, the more he's willing to go wild sexually. I'm even thinking about what Thomas' dick would taste like as Orin manages to get most of me down his throat finally.
"Now for the main event," Orin announces and blows my mind into orbit. I knew gay guys fucked, theoretically, but guy's asses never did anything for me, you know? And I don't think of these guys as gay either. They don't feel like Geoffrey or Randy from school, you know? So when Orin straddles me, I really have no clue what's coming and suddenly something tight and warm is giving my dick the best feeling I have ever experienced in my life! The look on my face must have been something `cause Thomas started chuckling. He moves and I see a groaning Orin looking like it's a little rough having big old me inside him. I can't help it. I thrust up. Hard. Orin whimpers but his only semi-hard dick starts to get harder. That's permission to do it again, right?
Real soon I'm moaning right along with Orin, him coming down as hard as I'm pumping up. Damn but gay sex is good.
"You like it?" teases Thomas.
"Love it! Is it this good with girls?"
"Different kind of awesome. You'll see tomorrow." Thomas gives me a final kiss before moving to suck on Orin's chest and jack on his dick for a bit. "You ready for double your pleasure, O?" Orin may be, might not be. His face is real red and his mouth wide open and Orin really isn't saying anything coherent. Thomas chuckles again and gets behind Orin.
I figure out what Thomas means by double when I feel Thomas' dick hit mine where it's going in and out of Orin's ass. I'd move away like it was a cattle prod but Orin grinds into Thomas. Orin looks like the old ladies that speak in tongues when Thomas' dick pops in. I can't imagine it feels good to him but hey, Orin sure looks like he disagrees. To me, the grip on my dick gets tighter and it is so fucking hot feeling Thomas' hardon slowly, slowly rub up the length of mine. I have to stop moving or I'm gonna cum too soon!
Thomas stays still for a bit and his hands start moving all over Orin's front. Orin's super hard dick went down some and it's just reflex, me reaching over and taking it in my hand. Between me jacking him and Thomas feeling him up, Orin gets even more worked up then with just me in him.
"Do me, guys. Do me hard!" Orin moans and Thomas obliges. I just grip my bed and hold on `cause it's clear we both can't fuck. There's no way to get a rhythm. Who cares? It's so wild to feel Orin's ass clutching tight and Thomas riding my dick just as much as Orin's ass. It all ends when Orin's dick starts shooting real, real hard. Dude gets me in the face on his first two shots and he's so much more tight that my dick starts acting like a firehose too. Thomas tries to keep going but by the time I stop gasping for air he's cursing and grinding all the way in. Orin is up and off as soon as Thomas lets him.
"Bathroom?" I tell him and Thomas grabs yesterday's shirt off the floor and wipes us off. Little kisses just seem natural. We're pretty much redressed by the time Orin gets back.
"Guys, that was incredible! Janie would shit though if she knew I made it with you first, Orin." That gets Orin's attention.
"Janie likes me?" Is it just me or does Orin sounding interested in my sister after I came up his ass seem weird.
"All the girls do. Too bad they don't know." That doesn't make Orin happy to hear.
"Shiloh, I'm not gay." One of my eyebrows goes up. "I like getting fucked but that doesn't make me gay. I don't think guys are hot or dream about them or anything."
"Unless you see a hard dick..." Thomas teases and gets flipped off for it.
"And those girls aren't smart like Janie. Smart girls usually just think I'm a dumb jock. Too bad I didn't know that before Thomas talked me into this." Orin looks real upset.
"Orin, it'd be cool with me if you asked Janie out. Just don't tell her about this and we won't ever do it agin, okay?" Orin brightens up a lot and gets her number off me. He'll meet Thomas in the car.
"You okay, Shiloh? There's no `bad Junior got me high and did me' excuse this time." Thomas does look real worried until I smile big time.
"You know? I thought I'd be freaked but I'm not. I don't think I'm gonna start swishing and sticking rainbow decals everywhere but that was hella fun. I know I don't want to do what Orin did but repeats on what I did? Way cool." Thomas kisses me again and it's almost Round Two. "So you bi?"
"Kinda. I'm usually like you but there's something about you that makes me want to do more, you know?" Thomas heads for the door. "Oh and Gracie says I better not have tuckered you out too much. She wants to do both of us tomorrow night." Yeah, that almost had me cum in my underwear! This was shaping up to be the best school year ever if things kept up like this!
Too bad I forgot about the evil next door neighbor...