Sebastian walked towards his locker. As he passed little groups, they would look and whisper. He had come out of the closet a few months ago, so he assumed they were still talking about it.
It had been Pride Weekend and he found himself on a float in the parade. Stripped to speedos he gyrated to the music and waved to the crowd. He saw classmates in the crowds as he passed and just smiled. It was his time.
He stood on the stage with others from the Campus Gay/Bi/Transgender organization. And he accepted the fact that there would be photos in the school paper. There were.
So he just smiled. There were no threats, no bullies not even name calling. But there was the one word scrawled on his locker "FAG". He tried to get it off but there remained a faint outline of the word.
He had talked to the school maintenance people but they just said they'd get it off during summer break. So he was used to seeing it there.
As he approached his locker however that day, the last two weeks of classes, it was gone. Rather it was covered by a yellow five pointed star. It seemed to be some sort of decal stuck to the door. Sebastian didn't know why.
Throughout the day he sensed students pointing to him, whispering, even one teacher who called on him called him "our star". Sebastian ignored the comment and responded about the class subject.
"Sebbie, did you see the Internet?" One of the kids who was in the same school called him that afternoon.
He typed in the address and clicked the PLAY button. He sat stunned.
There was a video of him totally naked on his hands and knees. His mouth was wrapped around the hard cock of a guy he met over the weekend. And he was pissed. Sebastian didn't know he was being taped, let alone seen on the Internet.
Then another cock entered the picture and impaled him. He remembered it well. It was the first time he had been sandwiched fucked, it was his first threeway. And he had been remembering it since with great glee let alone some residual feeling in his butt.
But now he was startled.
"Fuck what can I do?" He asked calling Donnie back.
"Nothing dude, as soon as it started, word got around. Hell I had five people calling me and a slew of guys emailing me, not even the gay ones. The entire school watched you get fucked man" Donnie said.
"Can I get them to take it off?" Sebastian asked.
"You can try, but by now it's been copied and posted on a slew of sights..even youtube has it..but I think they censored it somehow. Gay.com has it, straight4gays.com, youngforole, hell, man you are truly fucked." Donnie was known for his gossiping. So Sebastian suspected he had spread the word as well.
"Shit" was all Sebastian could say.
He sat there stunned and surprised he was excited watching himself naked like that, getting fucked. Or perhaps knowing that hundreds, perhaps thousands of people had seen him got him hard. He wasn't sure.
The phone interupted his hand beginning to stroke his excitement.
"Hey uh this I er, I'm Ken Urich, uh we go to school together. I uh well, i guess everyone saw that..."
"Yea I know who you are, our big swim champion, waterpolo star, baseball jock, " Sebastian was ready to listen to some homophobic slur.
"uh yea, uh hey I think you're really brave" Ken said. "I mean you came out and stuff, got that club goin on campus, and now this uh video thing"
"Well the video wasn't my plan. It's kind of embarassing " Sebastian said it outloud for the first time and to someone he didn't really know but had lusted after seeing him swim in various swim meats.
As he responded the image of Ken Urich's nearly naked body standing on the edge of the pool filled his head. His hand resumed moving over his erection. He moved some drops from it's tip to his mouth.
"I uh figured but you looked hot man" Ken said "Wish I were that brave"
"You're gay too?" Sebastian asked.
"Well I guess, not out, can't with the sports thing and all, I'd loose my scholarship" he sighed "Hey can I oh I guess this is stupid"
"No what?" Sebastian said his hand slick with his persum was now rubbing his muschroom cockhead now and his gut jumped as he did it.
"Can I uh come over, I mean nobody else is there right? I thought you could uh help me and we can talk or whatever, there's no meets tomorrow so we could uh..." Ken stopped stammering. "I can pick up a pizza or something".
"I got beer" Sebastian offered.
"Can't, training you know" Ken said "maybe wine though"
The thought of a relunctant hot jock trying to admit he was gay, drinking wine despite his no drinking training, which would probably make him relax quickly, excited Sebastian more.
"Nobody's here. Just me, been watching that video, sure come over, I don't have to be anywhere tomorrow either" He responded.
"Great, uh be there in an hour or so. We can talk, uh maybe I can give you a massge, I'm good at that, do it for all the other guys on the team all the time, you seem like someone that is pretty uninhibited, might help...you know?" Ken stammered some more.
"Well the massge sounds good, one thing though" Sebastian said.
Ken worrying the unknown encounter would ruin his colllege career if anybody knew was ready to hang up and not follow through if he heard anything suspicious.
"I'm not what you see on camera, that was a unexpected thing"
Ken sighed "good" he said
"And one more thing" Sebastian added worrying that the jock was going to find a way of embarassing him further.
"no cameras"
Ken laughed "agreed hell I was going to say the same thing"
Sebastian laughed "Well I guess let's get together and see what happens"
It was a one time thing. Ken smiled at him in hallways and stuff. But they never got together again. Ken stayed in the closet and of course Sebastian never outed him.
He accepted his diploma and it was over. College was behind him. Ken and other classmates would return the fall for their final year as he had done the year before.
The summer campus newspaper was a tradition. It kept students knowledge about the upcoming changes, new teachers and some student activities.
And even graduates got the issue the summer after graduation.
Sebastian sat amidst packed boxes and suitcases. He was moving to Chicago for his first job.
He thumbed through the paper and looked at the collage of photos of students. In one corner, was his face. It was so enlarged though you couldn't totally recognize him. But there was his cheek and his telltale earring. And on his cheek was the blob of something. Of course he knew what it was.
Ken didn't have a camera. He had his mobile phone with him that time. Sebastian realized the phone had taken his photo one of the times they had had sex...the several times that night and the next morning.
"That bastard" He said stuffing the paper in his shoulder bag.
It was July a year later as he stood watching the class of new graduates throw their caps in the air.
As he stood talking to former teachers, friends from the Campus Gay club and others, Ken approached.
"I want you to know that wasn't me. " he started out
"What ?" Sebastian acted like he didn't know what the jock was talking about.
"My brother took my phone and uploaded the pictures. My parents freaked, my coach went balistic but man nothing happened" Ken said still surprised. He had outed himself and nothing he feared.
"Good glad. I figured you wouldn't do that on purpose" Sebastian lied but was relieved his anger was misplaced.
"Uh can I come see you in Chicago sometime?" Ken asked. "Maybe I can find a job there like you did" he added.
"Sure" Sebastian said "as long as you don't mind being a star fucker" he smiled.
Ken looked confused.
"I'll explain when you come to see me, you can stay there as long as you want" Sebastian took a step forward and reached for him.
Hugging Ken in public was a big step for them both.