I sat at the table in MacDonald's, sighing quietly to myself. People passed me by, not glancing at me, nor acknowledging my existence at all. I took the strawberry milkshake in my right hand, lightly wrapping my lips around the tip of the straw and sucking, the sweet liquid sliding through the plastic tube and between my lips. The taste always made me smile... That sweet zing that I always got when the creamy milkshake landed on my tongue.

I always sat alone, ever since childhood. Was it something genetic? My parents seem to like solace... I decided not to think about it and just drink my milkshake. I glanced across to the other side of the fast food 'restaurant' and sighed, why was there no one at least decently attractive in here? There never was, really. There weren't any attractive people in Burntwood at all. They're either geeky gorms or monstrous mongs. How I wish for the simple life. Hunks begging on my every whim, life handed to me on a silver platter. Why can't life be like that? Oh, shit – I spilt my milkshake. Guess I need to get a napkin. So I stood up and collected my trash, shoving it in the bin as I passed it. I stopped at the napkin holder and pulled out a few, before making my way back over to my seat and frowning as it had been stolen by some older kids. I grumbled to myself, my fucking bag is under that table...

And so I walked over to them and looked down, "Uhm... C-Could you please m-move...? My bag is under the table..." I whimpered. One of the boys looked at me, his curly brown locks hanging over his face, slightly covering his emerald-green eyes. He smiled, "Well, go under and get it then." He chuckled at me. I flinched, "G-Go under...?" I asked. Another of the lads looked at me, he had short, blonde hair that didn't go very far, his eyes were a tranquil ocean blue and his skin was the same tone as the green-eyed boy. He eyed me up and grunted, "What, are you deaf? Yes, go under the table." He snapped at me. I was a little taken aback by this, they were so attractive... Yet so vile. But I had no choice – I knelt down and crawled under the table, fishing for my bag. I could see it, but I had to go a little further to reach it... Almost there... "Hey! Dude, watch where you're putting your hands!" A voice called from above. I flinched and looked up through the gap; I could see a tanned boy, with light brown hair that was swept across his face. His eyes were a piercing blue and he was a trifle more muscular than the others. He smiled at me, "Well, don't you look slutty from here." He sniggered at me.

I blushed, "Wh-What d'you mean...?" I asked, slightly embarrassed. He smiled at me, "You know what I mean, kid. You're in between my legs." He chuckled, the other lads chuckling also. My face turned an even brighter shade of red, I was shaking. I looked away and grabbed my bag, turning to crawl out from under the table. But as I was crawling, one of the lads who wore light-beige chinos raised his legs and blocked my exit, "Tut tut!" I heard him smirk, "You know what we want from you." Another one whispered to me from above. I froze, they couldn't mean... That? In public? They can't be serious! I gulped, "Y-You mean... B-Blow- " I was stopped by a dark chuckle, "Bingo, kid." One of them told me, "Take your pick, whose it gonna be?" Another chuckled. I bit my bottom lip and considered my options. Give them blowjobs and get it over with, or refuse and risk the shit being beaten out of me. I think I'll take option one, thanks. So, I crawled over to the muscular, tanned one and positioned myself correctly.

He looked down and smiled, "Looks like it's me, boys." He smiled, looking at his friends. I could hear some grumbles of defeat from above, did they want me to suck them off? Meh, would make sense... They are teenage men after all. But teenage gay men? Wasn't expecting that. I looked up at him, blushing, "My name is Aiden by the way." He smiled, "So you can mumble it while you stroke me hard." He smirked seductively. I knew we were going to caught, gut feeling. But I had to continue. I slid my hands across his thighs and slotted my fingers between the buttons of his blue chinos, pulling them undone individually. Once they were all undone, I pulled apart the gap, widening it so I had access to the next layer; underwear. I could already see a bulge growing in the tight, black boxers. Lord knows I wanted this, hell – Needed it. But I couldn't... No, I just couldn't.

I glanced up at Aiden, "I-I'm sorry..." I winced, backing away and sliding up in between Aiden and the blonde. Aiden stared at me, "Why'd ya stop?" He asked blankly. I frowned and looked down, "Sorry, Aiden. But I'm not a whore. I only do stuff like that with boyfriends." I explained, looking down. I felt so filthy, I almost gave someone I hardly knew a blowjob! In public, no less! I felt a hand on my shoulder, it was the blonde, "Nice work kiddo. Finally, a guy who gets it." He smiled. I flinched, what did they mean...? "See, we travel around and do stuff like this to see if people will actually give us blowjobs. You're the only person who had ever backed out. And we respect you for that." He smiled. I was so confused. They do this on a regular basis? Sickos... Then I felt a hand on my other shoulder, this time it was Aiden, "Guess it's time to introduce ourselves. I'm Aiden Tomlinson. That's Jack Horan." He smiled, pointing to the blonde, who waved at me and smiled, "That's Luke Styles." He pointed at the one with curly hair, who winked at me, "That's Terry Malik." He pointed at the half-cast across the table from me, "And that's Joe Payne." He pointed to the faintly tanned lad across from him, "And you are?" He asked, looking at me. I looked down and blushed, "M-My name...? It's Ethan... Ethan Fisher." I pouted.

Terry chuckled, "Nice name, almost as pretty as your face." He smiled at me. I frowned, for a bunch of freaks, they sure were full of compliments. I looked down at the table and smiled a little, "Thanks for cleaning up that spilt milkshake, by the way..." I sighed. Jack patted my back, "No problem, Ethan. Joe always carries tissue with him..." He smirked teasingly. Joe pouted, "Hey! You guys carry them too!" He wailed, trying to hold back laughter. Luke laughed, "Jack, you bitch." He chuckled.

Jack rolled his eyes, before all attention was turned to me in the blink of an eye, "So, you got a boyfriend?" Luke asked. I shook my head in embarrassment, "N-No... Still single." I sighed, looking up at them all, "Why'd you ask?" I tilted my head. Luke chuckled, "No particular reason. But one more question – Do you go to Chase Terrace Technology College?" He asked. I looked directly at him and my mouth opened slightly, "U-Uhm... Yes..." I bit my bottom lip, looking around frantically.

Joe smiled, "Well, so do we!" He prompted, leaning on the table. My eyes widened, "R-Really...?" I asked. They all nodded, I was amazed. They all went to my school! I shuffled around, smiling at them all, "So, Ethan." Jack turned to face me, "Fancy going out to get a, oh, I dunno... A coffee? Or something?" He asked me, blushing faintly. I was blushing also, "U-Uhm... S-Sure. I'd love to..." I smiled. I could see the expressions of despair on the other lads' faces as I agreed to go on a date with Jack. He seemed like a nice guy at first, but as his deep blue eyes stared into my ice-blue eyes... There were sparks. I'd only been on one or two dates beforehand, so I was still a bit of a rookie. But nevertheless, I agreed to meet Jack that night in the town centre.

Later that night, I sat in my bedroom, sending Facebook friend requests to each of them. I was still a little shell shocked by the fact they all wanted to go on a date with me... I glanced at my outfit options. I had the choice of a black and red chequered t-shirt with gray-blue jeans and a pair of black converse, or a mint green t-shirt with a large white heart printed on it along with some dark beige chinos and a pair of baby-pink vans. I looked at them both carefully – Before choosing the first outfit. I got changed, showered and dressed into the new clothes and picked up my hairbrush, running it through the strands of my velvet cherry-red hair, straightening it for a smooth shine. I looked in the mirror and sighed, "Okay... Jack seems like a nice guy... Let's do this." I told myself reassuringly as I headed downstairs, "Mom! I'm going out." I called into the living room. I heard a faint, "Okay dear!" as I opened the front door and headed outside, locking it behind me as it closed.

I walked down the street and to the town centre, glancing at people as they passed. They stared at my attire, with a sort of expression that said, "Where's he going? Seems a bit dressed up." To me. The town centre wasn't that far from here, so I didn't have much of a walk. When I reached the town centre, I could see Jack sat on a bench, texting someone on his phone. I walked over to him and sighed a little, "H-Hi Jack..." I whispered. He looked up, "Oh, hey Eth- " He stopped and did a double take, gazing at me like I was some sort of £1,000,000 cheque. I blushed, brushing my hair out of my face. He stood up, still gazing at me, "Y-You look... Amazing..." He stammered, his face turning a little red. He wore a purple jacket with a white shirt underneath, a pair of washed Voi jeans and a pair of white canvas shoes. His hair was the same as earlier, but he still looked pretty attractive. I blushed at his comment, "Th-Thanks... You look good too." I smiled. He smiled also, looking around, "So... D'you wanna get somethin' to eat? Like a pizza? Or a Chinese?" He asked. I shook my head, "No thanks... I ate before I left." I smiled a little, "But you're welcome to get something to eat." I told him. Jack chuckled, "Thanks kid, but how about we just go somewhere." He smiled, motioning for me to follow him. I didn't even consider thinking about it. I just followed him – Followed him to the lake. Jack smiled, "Amazing, isn't it? C'mon, I know a little secluded spot." He assured me, leading me into the shrubbery and onto a tiny, quiet beach. We were surrounded by trees and bushes, so no one could see us from around the border. He took my hand and we sat down, "So... Tell me a bit about yourself." He smiled at me. I looked down, "Oh-Okay... Well, I'm not much of a socialist; I don't really do big events... I love fashion and sewing, my favourite colours are pink and black, and I love foreign food. I've had the average upbringing, parents split at seven though. I didn't care for it, didn't bother me in the slightest... My school life has been shit, to say the least – But then... I met you and your friends. If I knew such nice, attractive gay guys were in my school, my life would be so much better." I smiled. Jack was already blushing, "W-Wow... Uhm... Jeez, I-I dunno what to say..." He stammered, lying down and staring up at the stars, "You gonna join me?" He asked, glancing at me. I nodded and lay down beside him, looking up at the stars. They were stunning, each one shining bright in the sky. Jack sighed dreamily, "This has been a great night so far, Ethan..." He smiled, looking at me. I looked at him and nodded, "Y-Yeah... It has been lovely..." I smiled. Jack looked away, biting his bottom lip, "Ethan... I-I think... I think I really like you." He stammered. My eyes widened, looking into his eyes, "I-I like you too, Jack..." I whispered, eyes fixed on his face. He flinched, staring at me, "L-Let me kiss you..." He whimpered, before sliding his arms over my shoulders and pulling me closer gently, his lips pressing against mine. I closed my eyes, as did he and I draped one leg over his waist, our lips brushing as he caressed my back, I held his face, my mouth opening slightly to let our breath mix in the 2 inch gap between our lips. His breath was fresh and minty, mine was warm and sweet. He pressed his lips against mine once more, his tongue wriggling through the gap and into my mouth, stroking my own tongue, our saliva trailing about my mouth. We lay there French kissing for at least ten minutes, before Jack pulled away and got on his knees, unzipping his jacket and pulling it off. He pulled me up and we kissed some more, pulling off our t-shirts on the beach. We threw them aside and continued to kiss. I ran my hands down his toned abs, my hands rippling along his six-pack. He murmured something incoherent as I felt his torso. We felt around each other's bodies on the sand, kissing passionately. I moved my mouth away and threw my head back, moaning quietly in pleasure as he trailed kisses down my neck and chest, nibbling my nipple lightly. I bit my bottom lip and bought his face back up, kissing him with a fiery passion. Then it was my turn – I lowered myself down, unzipping his Voi jeans and pulling them to his thighs, pulling down his underwear and letting his dick pop out. It was a decent length, about seven inch at least. It slapped me on the cheek as it escaped from his prison. Jack groaned in ecstasy, "Mmm... Holy sh- Ethan..." He groaned, running his fingers through my hair. I blushed furiously, staring at the beast with hungry eyes. What do I do? Suck it? Or sit on it... I'll go with suck on it. I leaned forwards and wrapped my lips around the tip; I could feel Jack shiver with a pleasure-filled sensation. I ran my hands down his back, like he did to me. I slid down halfway, bouncing back up to the tip and sliding down further, repeating the bounce, going a little further with each rebound. Jack was squirming with ecstasy by now, his lips trembling, his entire body shivering. He wasn't going to last long... I continued to move my head, taking in his dick's succulent flavour, it's size was decent, but it's girth was tremendous. I could barely fit my mouth around it, let alone take it all in. Jack groaned and gripped my hair, holding tightly as he thrust one last time, his entire body squirming, a shiver running down my spine as his dick shook violently, a scream of ecstasy and pleasure echoing across the lake. As Jack attempted to catch his breath, a thick glob of cum was fired down my throat, causing me to gag a little. Then a second glob was fired, sticking to the back of my throat. Niall's face was as red as mine, he was panting as I moved away from his girthy dick, bringing me up and kissing me passionately. His creamy cum was washed around our mouths, causing a taste sensation. He smiled at me as our lips parted, "Fuck, Ethan... That was incredible." He smiled, pecking me on the lips and holding me. I pecked his cheek and smiled, "I do try, Jack... I do try." I giggled. We lay back down on the sand and he put his arm around me, while I snuggled up to him and nuzzled his ribs. We lay there for hours, just talking. We were still talking when the sun slowly rose over the lake, an orange light spilling across the landscape. Jack kissed me passionately, "Ethan Fisher, we must do this again sometime." He chuckled. I literally squealed and hugged him tightly, "Of course, Jack! We'll discuss it later." I laughed, kissing him. Jack smiled, "Thanks babe... C'mon, I think the others'll be awake now." He prompted as we both stood up and headed off the beach.

Author's notes:
I would like to thank a reviewer for informing me of a few things. Edited and checked, I hope there's nothing else wrong with it... R&R is very much loved!