Brian’s POV
I quietly get dressed so as not to wake Ethan. Last night was awful. I mean I fucked a lot of virgins, but he has got to be the most frigid of them all. I pick up my shoes and slowly open the door, leaving Ethan snoring in bed. I make my way down the stairs to the front door and leave.
I walk along thinking about last night and how Justin is going to repay me. I can’t wait to sink my cock into that delicious bubble butt of his. Smiling to myself I finally arrive outside Justin’s place, I open the door with the key Justin gave me and enter. Thank god his parents are away, otherwise I’d be a dead man staying out this late. I climb the stairs and make my way to Justin’s room, nearing his bedroom I stop at the sounds coming from inside. I smile slightly and knock on the door.
“Just a minute,” Justin call’s out. I can hear him whispering to someone inside. I push open the door just as he climbs back on his bed.
“Bad time?” I ask, walking into the room and looking around.
“Kind of,” he says with a smile his face. He is covered in sweat and clothes are strewn all over the place.
“Well you obviously wanted me to witness your little adventure; otherwise you wouldn’t have invited me,” I state, walking over to him. “Who is our friend that gives you such pleasure? Where could he be?” Strolling over to the wardrobe and opening it. “Well look what we have here,” I say at the man, who hurriedly gets dressed before rushing out of the room.
“Call me,” Justin shouts after the guy. I walk back over to the bed and sit down on it. “You don’t get to have all the fun. So, I assume your plan was a success?” he asks.
“Of course. So, what about this reward you promised?” I say, leaning over to kiss him. Justin’s hands undo my zipper and slip inside me pants to stroke my cock. Just as I’m about to shoot he pulls his hand away.
“Maybe some other time,” Justin replies smirking, before getting off the bed and disappearing into the bathroom.
“Fucking hell! That little cock tease,” I say, covering my face with a pillow.
Ethan’s POV
I wake up to find Brian gone, and that I have a very sore ass. I lie in bed and think about what happened last night. I had sex. “I did it. I did it. I did it.” I repeat in a sing song voice over and over excitedly, jumping up and down on my bed. I stop suddenly when I hear a knock on my door. “Hang on,” I say covering the stains on the bed. I quickly get dressed and spray the room with air freshener. “Come in.”
“Hi honey, did you sleep okay?” my mom asks, walking into my room and looking around.
“I slept great mom,” I reply, with a huge smile on my face, that’s not going to go away anytime soon.
“That’s good,” she replies. “And how was your night out with Justin Taylor?”
“We had the best time,” I lie. I hardly saw Justin. I was with Brian most of the time, but I’m not going to tell her that, considering how she feels about him.
My mother smiles at me. “Glad you enjoyed yourself,” she replies, walking around my room. “It’s important that you have good friends… Ethan what’s this?” she asks, holding up a white jock strap. Shit!
“That I erm… I err… bought it for myself,” I lie, for the second time in ten minutes.
“Uh huh,” she says looking at me curiously. “Why don’t you go take a shower before coming down for breakfast?” with that she walks out of my room, leaving me wandering what she meant by that last comment.
I enter my bathroom and turn on the shower. I let my mind replay everything that happened last night, and once again that huge smile returns on my face. I can’t wait to see Brian, and tell Justin what happened.
Michael’s POV
I leave my dad’s office when the bell sounds for fifth period. I’m walking towards English, and you’ll never guess who I bump into, none other than Justin Taylor. “Sorry,” I apologize, although I don’t really mean it. “Hey do I know you?”
“I doubt it.” He is such a fucking snob.
“You’re a friend of Brian Kinney’s right?”
“So what if I am?” the blond replies. God I hate him.
“I’m Michael,” I say sticking out my hand, after a moment’s hesitation Justin shakes it.
“Your father is the new headmaster at St James right?” I nod my head in response.
“Well, I better get going or I will be late for English. It was nice to meet you. I’ll probably see you around school,” I say over my shoulder, as I walk towards English. That little slut has no idea who he’s dealing with.
Justin’s POV
I wake up to find Brian staring at me. “What are you looking at?” I'm feeling a little freaked out by the way he’s staring at me.
“Nothing,” he replies. “Just my reward.”
“What do you mean your reward?” I ask.
“I mean your ass and my cock shoved up it.” Giving my body the once over.
“You’ve got to be kidding right? I don’t bottom for anyone Mr Kinney,” I say, getting out of the bed and leaving him to think about that.
At school Brian has been avoiding me all day, I’m kind of hurt by it actually. I like it when he follows me around like a little puppy, it’s entertaining. The bell sounds for fifth period. I’m walking along the corridor to get to my Gym class when some asshole smacks into me.
“Watch it,” I say angrily.
“Sorry.” the guy says. I suddenly remember where I’ve seen him before, he’s the headmaster’s son, Michael. “Hey do I know you?” he asks.
“I doubt it,” I reply, already bored with this conversation. He better not be hitting on me. Sometimes people just don’t know what it’s like to be beautiful.
“You’re a friend of Brian Kinney’s right?” .
“So what if I am?” I answer, feeling a little curious as to how he knows Brian.
“I’m Michael.” He puts out his hand for me to shake. I shake the offered hand before looking at him.
"Your father is the new headmaster at St James right?” I ask, as he nods his head.
“Well, I better get going or I will be late for English. It was nice to meet you. I’ll probably see you around school,” he says over his shoulder.
"Looking forward to it, …you fucking freak,” I mutter, once he’s out of ear shot. How does he know Brian. I get this strange feeling in my stomach. No it can’t be, I’m not jealous. Am I. I have to find Brian. I rush off down the corridor in search of Brian, forgetting all about fifth period. Nobody takes him away from me. Nobody! I round the corner and stop dead in my tracks at the sight before me. That freak Michael and Brian are… oh god, I can’t even say it, they’re kissing. I feel my blood start to boil, I turn around and run back the way I came. That freak is going to get what’s coming to him. Nobody messes with Justin Taylor.