The Hottest Guy in School - Part 2

All characters are consenting adults (18+) 

Part 1 can be found here.

“I’m sorry, you did what?” Kai had stopped in the middle of the street. He stared at me as I repeated the same words I’d been saying to myself all weekend, and then shook his head. “No way” he said, “there’s no fucking way he let you suck his dick”.

I shrugged. I was as shocked as he was. Every hour that had passed since the unimaginable excitement in the locker room, had been an hour in which I was certain that I’d had some sort of out-of-body experience. Had it even happened at all?

“He asked me over to his place on Friday” I added, and Kai slapped me in the arm and said “shut up!” I nodded as we began to cycle again.

“You bitch!” He gasped, “what magic can you create with that mouth of yours, Corey Wheeler?!”

I felt my cheeks burn. I didn’t dare tell my best friend that for as long as I could remember, I’d been practising on every phallus shaped object I could find. When we finally arrived at school, we locked up our bikes just in time to see Ethan arrive in his Audi.

“Aren’t you going to go over and give your husband a kiss?” He teased, but for some reason, the last thing in the world that I wanted was to bump into him.

I was certain that he’d thought about the incident as much as I had, and what if he’d realised that it was the biggest mistake of his life? What if he was furious that he’d let himself be blown by me? A guy? Perhaps he’d be angry. Perhaps he’d be angry enough to confront me about it, and what could I possibly say to him now?

I pulled my backpack up my shoulders and kept my head down as I scurried toward the school, and when the bell finally rang and I was able to disappear into my first class, I took a sigh of relief. If I could just avoid him, then maybe I’d be able to simply enjoy the memory that we’d created together.

At lunchtime, Kai refused to drop the subject. “Was it big?” He asked eagerly, and as I played with a carrot stick on my fork, I nodded and he gasped. “I knew it would be!” He said, “you can just tell!” When I didn’t answer, he cleared his throat and I looked up at him. “Excuse me, but I’m the one that should be moping around like a wet blanket, not you!”

“I know” I sighed, “I just… What if he regrets it?”

Kai gawped at me. “Um… So fucking what if he regrets it” he scoffed, “he’s a big boy, Corey. You sucked his dick, and it sounds to me like you did a pretty good job”.

Maybe he was right, but I had no way to be sure. Did he still want me to come over on Friday? Had he just said it in the heat of the moment? Perhaps he said it to get rid of me? My brain throbbed as I sat there, and then Kai made a noise and I glanced at him, and followed his eyes to a point directly behind my head.

“Can I steal your friend for a minute?”

The voice sent a wave of excited fear through my body. Kai nodded like a zombie, and I forced myself to turn around to find him standing right there. He looked down at me over his solid pecs and cocked his head to the right. “Can we talk?”

My mouth became as dry as a chalkboard. I tried to speak, but the words lodged in my throat, so I nodded instead, and Ethan walked toward the door.

“I’m cooked” I groaned, but Kai waved a hand.

“Just play it cool!” He said, but there wasn’t a single cool bone in my body. I got up, my legs feeling like jelly, and followed Ethan into the hallway.

“We can sit in my car” he told me, and his voice was neither harsh nor friendly. This was it. The moment that I’d been dreading since minutes after I’d left the changing room. He was going to tell me… No, warn me that what had happened was a mistake, and any further mention of it would end with a hospital bed and a broken face.

“You seem nervous” he smiled, as I sat in the passenger seat of a car so comfortable I would have lived in it.

“I’m uh… I’m fine” I lied, and he nodded.

“Look” he said. The perfect start to the worst let down I’d ever receive. Look. As though by saying look, the rest of the sentence would be somehow easier to digest. Look, I made a mistake. Look, I hate your guts, Look, I’m not a fag–

“I can’t stop thinking about you”.

The sentence hit me like a cracking whip, but it answered none of my questions. I forced myself to look into his beautiful brown eyes, and wished that I was in love with literally anybody else.

“Me too”.

Ethan sat back and stared out the window. He looked confused. Worried even. His sharp jaw clenched as he became lost in his own thoughts. Some girls walked by, and instead of following them with his eyes, he turned back to me.

“I um…” His voice trailed off until he caught himself and rubbed his head. “I don’t know how to say this” he added with a forced laugh. Ethan took a deep breath to steady himself, and I was rather shocked that a guy like him could even get nervous. “I’m not gay”.

The cracking whip returned, only this time it sliced me across the heart. I stiffened my lip and nodded. Part of me hated him for dragging me out here just to state the obvious. The other part was glad of the chance to see him up close again.

“Is that all?” I asked, and turned to open the door before his strong hand closed around my wrist and jerked me backwards.

“I’m not gay, but there’s just something about you, bro”.

The wound in my heart disappeared. He kept his hand on me. It was warm and a little sweaty, and I could feel the nervousness in him.

“I don’t want the guys to know” he continued, “I know that’s a dick thing to say, but I’m just… I don’t know… I’m just –”

“You don’t have to explain yourself” I told him, because it was true. He was the most popular, most handsome, most amazing guy in school, and here he was, stuttering an explanation to me!

“I do” he said seriously, “I do”.

Silence fell for a moment as he tried to find the right words to say. He released my wrist and ran his hand through his hair. He looked stressed.

“I’m not good with talking” he said, “can you just… Can you come over on Friday?”.

He hadn’t changed his mind! I almost couldn’t contain the excitement, and nodded eagerly. He took a sigh of relief and smiled, and by the time I got out of his car, I had Ethan’s address in my pocket.

“Are you nervous?” Kai asked as we returned home from school on Friday afternoon.

“Yes”.

“Are you horny?”

I shot him a look, and he raised his hands. “What?! I’d be filling my pants if I was in your position, and here you are acting like a fucking priest!”

“I’m freaked out!” I barked, “yes I’m horny, but what if he just wants to let me down gently?”

“I don’t think Ethan knows how to let anybody down gently” he replied, “plus, he’s had all week to let you down gently and –”

“And he hasn’t said a single word to me since Monday”.

We continued in silence for a moment before we reached Kai’s street.

“Don’t forget” he grinned, “you still haven’t kissed him”.

“I’ve kissed part of him” I chuckled, and Kai bit his lip.

“I want a full Powerpoint presentation on Monday” he said, as he began to cycle off, “with pictures!”

I shook my head and laughed as he disappeared. The next time I’d see him, I’d either be heartbroken or the happiest guy in the world. There would be no in between.

Unsurprisingly, Ethan’s house, and every house on the street he lived, was gigantic. I set my bike down outside a large gate, and as soon as I did, it opened. Damn, it must be nice being rich. They don’t even need to open their gates themselves!

As the driveway came into view, I saw him. He stepped out of his house in nothing more than a pair of shorts and a football jersey and jogged down the steps.

“We can chill in my garage” he said, and my heart raced as I followed him. Maybe he wanted me hidden from his parents, but was it that bad that we had to hide in a dusty old garage? I rolled my eyes but walked behind him until he opened a door and I gawped.

Unlike what a mere mortal like me would expect, there was nothing dusty or old about this place. A huge television hung on the wall. A pool table sat in the middle of two large sofas. A bar surrounded the wall, and framed posters of different football teams dotted the walls.

“This is where we watch the games and stuff” he shrugged, and closed the door behind me as I looked around in awe. “Want a Coke?”

I nodded mindlessly and he returned from the bar with two cans. He handed me one, cracked open his own and gulped the entire thing down in one.

“Thanks for coming” he said, and sat down. I sat down opposite.

For a moment, we sat in silence. Neither of us sure what to say next, until Ethan took a breath. “My parents” he said, and his voice was a little shaky. “They um… They’re not really the type to uh… To accept certain things”.

He looked down at his hands. I felt bad a pang of sympathy for him.

“My brother” he continued, “he uh… Well, he told my old man that he was… You know” he nodded toward me, “gay, and um… God, this is so hard to say”.

“Just say it” I blurted, and he nodded.

“I don’t know what I am, Corey” he admitted. “I don’t know if I’m straight or gay or bisexual, all I know is that if I’m not straight, then I need to keep it quiet, just for now at least”.

Was this his way of telling me that whatever had happened between us needed to stay in the past? Part of me didn’t blame him, but I dropped my head for a moment, until he continued.

“Do you mind being my secret for a while?”

I looked back at him as he got to his feet and held his hand out to me. “Just until I go to college”.

I froze. What the fuck was he asking me? I took his hand and he pulled me up, and suddenly we were inches from each other. His warm breath flowed over me, and his finger tipped my chin up.

“So what do you say, Corey?” He whispered and my body shook nervously as I considered it, then realised that there was nothing in the world that I wanted more.

“I… I’ll be your secret” I breathed, and his lips touched mine so tenderly, that my pants rose.