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Gay boys > Wishful Thinking : Part 3
By Brian Kinney,
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Hello everybody.. So here comes the third part. Sorry if this shouldn"t be in
the "first time" section but i thought it kinda belongs here.. By the way I
tried to do my best with the spelling and grammar thing you know. Don’t be so
disappointed.. no sex is included here. In fact this whole chapter is just to
introduce the next one, which is going to be great. Feel free to tell me what
you think, comments are highly appreciated. Thanks.
***
It was Wednesday morning and about a week ago since Justin last talked to me. I
was walking through the hallway in school, heading for my locker. Even though
Justin had hurt me so much I still wanted to be close to him. I missed the way
he treated me. I missed the way I was under his protection. I couldn’t just turn
of loving him.
How could he tell me what we did was a mistake. I’ve never been so sure about
anything in my life.
As much as I wanted to tell myself that I had to let go of him I realized it
would never work. He has always been the one I wanted to be with. I tried to
hide these feelings for years and now after they’re out I should go back to the
hiding shit? I felt so frustrated.
I didn’t even notice the other people in school as I made my way to my locker. I
blamed myself for telling Justin about my feelings in the first place. I mean we
would probably still be friends if I just kept my mouth shut. How am I supposed
to survive without him ? There was this huge hole in my stomach that made me
shiver. I felt alone.
I got my books out of my locker and went to my biology class. I got this lesson
with Justin. GREAT. Just fucking great I thought. It was hurting so much seeing
him but not being able to talk to him. I started to wonder if Justin was missing
me too. The way he treated me at his birthday didn’t come from nowhere. I guess
he was just too scared to admit it.
I was so focused on my thoughts when I went up the stairs to the second floor
that I didn’t see that there was somebody coming. Before I knew it we crushed
together. All I could see was papers flying around and landing on the stairs.
‘Oh god, sorry I didn’t see-‘ I mumbled
‘Never mind..’
I looked up and realized the person was Sam Petersen. I felt sorry for him
because all his stuff was lying on the floor so I helped him. I picked up most
of the papers and handed it to him.
‘Thanks’ he smiled and stood up
‘So how is it going Sam?’ I asked casually trying to be nice.
‘Good. How about you? You’re ok?’
‘Uum.. yeah I’m good.’ I lied
There was a short silence before I decided the conversation was over. I turned
and was ready to leave when he suddenly said ‘So your little romance is over
huh?’
‘Excuse me?’ I stopped and answered confused
‘You and Justin Reynolds??’
‘What-?’ I turned around
‘Don’t play dumb. I saw you two together at his party.’
I stared at him completely shocked.
‘So I guess it’s true. You broke up huh.’ He smiled smugly. I couldn’t believe
what he was saying.
‘You know what? You keep seeing things that aren’t there Sam. And anyways it’s
none of your business’
‘Alright.. Nevermind’ he looked away ‘but you know what? You and me.. we"re not
so much different.’
I didn’t quite understand what he meant by that but I wasn’t really paying
attention anymore. I passed him.
‘And by the way Patrick, have you seen this new kid? Fucking hot.’ he shouted
after me, more like a statement like a question.
WTF? What’s wrong with this guy? Doesn’t he have some friends to annoy?
I finally arrived in the classroom. Everybody else was already there. Including
Justin, but I didn’t dare to look at him directly. I just sat down somewhere in
the last row and remained silent. I still had Sam’s words in my mind and I was
curious what it was with the ‘new kid’ that he was talking about.
---
Time went by and I only had two more classes left. English and Sports. So I was
standing somewhere near the classroom right before the English lesson started
just like everybody else, waiting for the teacher to arrive and unlock the
classroom. I leaned against a wall, watching the people in the corridor.
Wherever I looked I could see couples. Kissing and grabbing each other. It
annoyed me. But whatever. I just lost my best friend and didn’t want to think
about anything –
There he was.
Probably the hottest guy I’ve ever seen in my life apart from Justin. Beautiful
face. Even better hair. Godlike Body. My jaw dropped. I’ve never seen him before
but my heartbeat skipped by his sight. He was walking with two girls who were in
my class. He had like the biggest smile on his face. His skin was well tanned,
he looked like this typical surfer guy. Dark hair and dark eyes. His face had
these slight masculine lines. God, I couldn’t stop staring.
Okaaay. So I guess this must be the new guy huh? The bell rang. Seemed like he
was in a pretty exciting conversation with the two girls. But then he looked in
my direction. I swallowed. He smiled at me and nodded. I tried to smile back but
my face was kinda frozen in this OMG-did-he-just-smile-at-ME?!-stare.
The crowd got louder as the teacher arrived and opened the door. I hurried up to
get quickly inside the classroom because I felt so stupid for staring at this
guy like a fucking retard. Do I just like it to make an idiot out of myself?!
I sat down somewhere in the back. The others slowly came in and so did the new
guy. He went to my English teacher Mrs. Klark to introduce himself but it was so
loud I couldn’t hear a word he was saying.
Mrs. Klark turned to the class. ‘Quiet please guys.’ – ‘We got a new student.
Class please welcome Tyson Parker’
She looked at him again. ‘Take a seat Tyson – shall be your choice where’
Tyson looked around for a second. I rested my head on a stack of books and
watched him from there. I felt my heart pounding in my chest while he walked
through the classroom. He sat down in the row right in front of me. Next to some
geek called Austin. I checked out his back for a while but it just reminded me
of Justin. Argh oh no. I really didn’t want to think about him.
Mrs Klark allocated some exercises but I wasn’t paying attention. A few minutes
later I had to ask the girl that sat beside me what we got to do. Right then
Tyson turned around. This big smile on his face, which reminded me so much of
Justin.
‘Hey.. you got a paper for me?’ he said and oh my god his voice sounded so hot
‘Wha.. ? Paper.. umm sure.’ I stuttered
I handed one to him.
‘I’m Tyson by the way’ he smiled
‘I know’ I smiled too ‘My names Patrick’
‘Well Hey Patrick’ he said and turned around again.
‘Hey’ I whispered more to myself than to anybody else.. I didn’t know whats
gotten into me but this guy made me forget everything else and I couldn’t stop
smiling.
The rest of the lesson was too short if you ask me. I spend the time checking
out Tyson.
---
I was walking alone to the locker room for my sports class. I had sports with
Justin. Trying to ignore that my whole body was shaking I thought about whether
I should place myself where I always did (which was right next to Justin) or if
I should sit somewhere else. But I decided that some of the guys would probably
ask stupid shit if I didn’t use my usual locker and I didn’t want to make a fool
out of myself or embarrass Justin because I was such a horrible liar. I would
just walk in there and act like nothing ever happened.
When I opened the door, most of the guys were already in their sport clothes. I
went through the room and straight towards Justin, who was just putting on a
shirt. I was able to take one last peek at his beautiful back. God I missed his
warm body so much.
He must have noticed me by that time. I stood right beside him and dropped my
bag pretty loud on the bench but he didn’t even look at me. Whatever.
I was just putting on my pants when the door swung open and a few other guys
including Tyson came in. I was searching a shirt in my bag when..
‘Hey Patrick’ a soft voice said right behind me
I looked around to see Tyson, who put his things down on the opposite bench of
mine. Was this guy following me or something?
Justin"s head turned immediately. Oh this could be interesting.. I could see
Justin glancing from me to Tyson and back to me again. Something told me Justin
wasn’t feeling so well at that moment.
Maybe I was just enjoying the situation a little too much but I thought this
would be the right time to take off my shirt. Yeah. In fact I could feel
somebodys eyes on me.
---
During the lesson I had plenty of time to watch the bodies of the two sexiest
guys I could think of. Water was running down Justin"s throat and his white
shirt clinged on his wet body. God he was so fucking hot. The way he moved and
ran.. Actually everything about him reminded me of sex. I missed him so much.
And then there was Tyson. His body was not so familiar to me but it was exciting
see him so exhausted.
In the end of the lesson we had to do some strength training. Our teacher told
us we had to do it in groups of two. Usually Justin would do that with me..
I thought about just waiting right there looking confused till somebody would
finally ask me but then Tyson stepped up to me.
‘Hey umm Patrick’ he said softly ‘you mind being my partner?’
My eyes widened. ‘Suure’ I nodded and peeked over to Justin.
While we did what we were told I was able to touch Tyson almost everywhere.
Actually I had to. Not that I was complaining.. And I was having even more fun
when I looked over at Justin. He was staring at Tyson and me the whole time and
he seemed pretty angry. Was this some sort of jealousy I saw in his eyes?
Tyson was now stretching my arm and he put one of his hands at my waist. I was
trying to pretend not to be that happy that this perfection of man was taking
care of me.
‘WTF do you think you’re doing?!’ I heard Justin screaming at some random boy.
He wasn’t noticing that everybody in the whole sports hall heard him. ‘Dude
what’s your problem?!’ he argued with this small boy.
Justin almost started a fight only a few seconds later but our teacher noticed
and took him out of the hall. Just like everybody else I stared over at Justin
as he left with the teacher.
‘What the hell is wrong with this guy’ Tyson said quiet, he was laughing.
‘I have no idea’ I lied and smiled to myself.
Normally I would have felt sorry for Justin but I liked the thought, that he was
so uncomfortable seeing me with another guy.
1:0 for me.
---
Another week later Justin still refused to talk to me and I was sick of it. I
needed him. I missed him so much. I missed his touch. I missed how we could
laugh together.. I even missed getting called ‘Pat’ because he was the only one
who did that. I wanted him.
But I wouldn’t just go to him and tell him about that again. He knew about my
feelings and I thought it was his turn to come and talk TO ME. After all we were
best friends. And he was the one who always told me that nothing and nobody
could tear us apart. Where was he now?
Why did he have to ruin everything. God if he only wasn’t so fucking proud.
On the other side Tyson and me grew closer by the day. Since he was in almost
all of my classes I spend most of my time with him. He already had more friends
than me even though he was here for only a few days. Probably because he was
such a sight for everyone. As we walked through the hallway together almost
everybody passing by greeted him. Damn he was freaking popular. And well.. again
I managed to adore my ‘new’ best friend. I admit there were some similarities
between Tyson and Justin. But unlike Justin, Tyson showed me some interest.
‘So we’re doing this report for history class together Patrick?’ he asked me one
day after school as we were walking to our cars.
‘Yeah sure.. I guess I wouldn’t even dare to do it alone’
‘Pretty fucked up, huh?’ – ‘But now you got me. Don’t worry’ he said and blinked
‘Umm so when do you have time?’ I asked
‘Probably tomorrow.. you wanna come over to my house?’ he smiled
‘Yeah cool. Gotta go now sorry.. see you tomorrow’
‘Okay see ya’
---
Maybe I used Tyson just to get over Justin. But it made me feel so much better
you know.. Tyson could take away all that I thought was wrong.
So it was Tuesday and Tyson and me were sitting in my car, driving to his house
after school. Even though we had to do this report about some civilian war in
Europe I got some expectations that Tyson had something else on his mind. He was
pretty much flirting with me during school.
It was the first time I was at Tyson’s house and it looked amazing. It was huge
and looked like a fucking palace. Everywhere were mirrors and plants and there
was this big staircase in the middle of the room.
‘You want something to drink?’ Tyson asked as he walked into another room
‘Sure.. ’ I said looking around.. I felt like in a movie. I was almost scared to
touch anything in case I could break it.
So this guy wasn’t only hot as hell but also fucking rich?
Tyson came back with a bottle of water, his history book and some other stuff.
‘You mind if we go upstairs?’ he asked ‘because my parents will be home in a few
hours and trust me you don’t wanna meet them’ he laughed
‘Fine with me’ I smiled
We went upstairs in his room, which was pretty much as big as the living room in
my parent’s house. Tyson threw his stuff on his bed and sat down. I dropped my
bag on the floor and felt a little awkward because I didn’t know what to do. Was
I supposed to sit with him on his bed? I shoved my hands in my pockets, standing
there like a fucking idiot.
‘What’s the matter? Sit down’ Tyson said
I looked at my feet sat down.. I think I just blushed.
‘Is everything okay?’ he asked confused
I only nodded and took my book and some paper and pens out of my bag.
‘Okay so where do we start’ Tyson asked looking through his stuff ‘- Remember
this timeline Mrs. Fischer showed us?’
‘Umm yeah. I think it was from our book, wait..’ I answered and flipped through
our history book
I found the right page ‘Here it is’
Tyson moved closer to me to take a look on the timeline. I could feel how my
heartbeat skipped. He was so close I could listen to his breathing.
‘You think we should copy it from there?’ Tyson finally spoke
‘Huh?’
His hand accidentally touched mine as he wanted to turn to another page. I
looked into his eyes. For a moment I expected them to be green but well that was
obviously just my imagination. Argh. I really didn’t want to think about Justin
now.
I stared doubtfully into Tyson’s brown eyes.
I shook my head.. kinda to clear my thoughts.
‘Maybe we should copy the main events from that timeline and add a few things
from this other text she gave us’ I heard myself saying
‘Okay. You wanna write?’
‘Yeah sure’ I agreed
I took a pen and a paper and wrote down the things Tyson dictated to me.
After a few minutes Tyson reached for the bottle, which was lying right behind
me.
His body came in contact with mine but he wasn’t really able to reach the
bottle. He put his arms next to me on both sides. My brows went up because I
wasn’t sure how I should react. Tyson lifted his head and looked up to me, his
face was close to mine and he realized that he was stuck in this situation. I
swallowed.
Without breaking the eye contact I grabbed at the bottle and held it out for
him. He took a brief look at the water, but it wasn’t the bottle he wanted
anymore.
He put his right hand on my chest and pushed me down on the bed. As I was lying
there he sat on top of me, his feet to my left and right and his hand still on
my chest.
He leaned in, closed his eyes and kissed me. I was distracted. He kissed me
pretty sensually and I could feel his tongue entering my mouth, but my lips
remained still.
Tyson finally let go of my lips but then he put his attention to my crotch. His
hands slid up and down my tights. I felt really confused. Somehow this wasn’t
what I wanted.. even though his hands felt so good on my body, there was
something wrong about it.
Before I knew it he kissed me again. My mind kept racing.. This more than
beautiful stud WANTED ME. But now I was having second thoughts? What the fuck
was wrong with me?
I broke the kiss and pushed Tyson away. He opened his eyes and stared puzzled at
me.
‘I’m sorry Tyson but I can’t’ I said bemused and sat up
Tyson looked at me for some seconds and then rushed
‘Look Patrick, I’m sorry..’ he stuttered ‘.. I thought you and me – oh my god. I
am so sorry.. But I thought you were -’
‘No it’s not that.’ I said as I packed my stuff in my bag and stood up to look
at him again ‘I like you Tyson. I REALLY like you – ‘But.. sorry I just can’t’
I needed to get out of this house. Away from Tyson. I couldn’t stand the
disappointed look on his face. I couldn’t think about anything else than to get
out.
I headed out of his house, to my car. As I sat inside I rested my head on the
steering wheel.
WTF? I just walked out on this sex god. How stupid am I? Applause to myself.
YEAH CONGRATS.
I started the engine and drove off. I hated myself for doing what I did, but I
had to. I couldn’t start anything with another guy. I wasn’t ready. Tyson didn’t
mean anything to me compared to Justin.
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