Title: Oh Shnap
Rating: M
Summary: Troy moves away from Albuquerque leaving the gang behind.
Author's note: I don't own High School Musical nor the characters in the story except for Bradley but you can have him.
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Troy dragged his dull body up to his new bedroom and sulked. He glanced at himself in his mirror; he lost a lot of weight, until the point where he had to buy a new wardrobe. He no longer played basketball, since the person of inspiration wasn't cheering her head off in the stands. He no longer had his boys to back him up. He was no longer the "Super Hotty Bomb" basketball star. He was just Troy Bolton. He couldn't tell you the last time he made a 2 pointer or even the last time he went into a Hot Topic/Journey's store. The many memories of Alberquerque were long locked in his mind.
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"Troy can you come downstairs? Your mother and I have something we need to …ohm…tell you." said Coach Bolton. "Baby I'll have to call you back. I love you!" Troy said. "Te amo, boo!" his girlfriend of almost two and a half years replied. Troy closed his cell and ran downstairs. The first thing he noticed was that his whole family was there. His mom and dad were both home and even his older brother Bradley was home from work. "Troy honey we have some news," started off, noticing the sound of her tone he thought of the worst. "Oh man is it grandma. I knew I should've called her more. Man and I didn't even tell her goodbye!" Troy rambled kind of shaking. "Troy, grandma is not dead. Your mother just got a new job," Said Coach Bolton." Wow that's great, but why couldn't you tell me this at dinner. No offense mom, but you know..." Troy said. "Well the job is in Louisiana, so were all moving there." At this point Troy's face had dropped. "If you haven't notice I'm in the middle of senior year. The Wildcats are on their way to championships yet again. Plus I have a the perfect girlfriend that I can see myself marrying once were out of college," Troy exclaimed in a voice that he didn't know he possessed. On that note he ran out the kitchen door into the rain. Jogging down some familiar streets he finally noticed the tears in his eyes or was it raindrops. Finally arriving at his girlfriend's house, he knocked on the door and wiped away the tears. Opening the door and seeing Troy her eyes brightened. "Hey baby, what's the matter?" she said pulling him inside the house and towards her dance studio. A single tear fell from Troy's eye. Taylor pulled him into a tight hug." Troy, baby, what's the matter?" she whispered. Troy picked up his head from where it laid on her chest, and with watery eyes he laid out the news.
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Troy's POV journal mode
I just woke up on my eighteenth birthday, and guess what no one is home but me. In fact, my parents left on their second honey moon last night. Even though I plan on staying home to sulk all day I still went shower. Undressing I remembered the time, Taylor walked in on me coming out of the shower. She didn't apologize, or get embarrassed, or even get nervous. Tay isn't that type of girl. All she did was lick her lips at me and my dick. This led us to a make out session in the bathroom. I'm not giving full details but let's just say: I needed a cold shower afterwards; Tay was on top of the counter against the mirror,and if not for me wrapping the towel back on that would've been considered sex. Since there was a lot of gyrating hips involved, and also moaning. A man could get used to having a…ohm…what's a nice word to use, I could ( eat, make love to, kiss, fuck, etcetera) Taylor for the rest of our life. Man I miss Taylor. I swear I'm going back to Albuquerque just for her.
Once I stepped out the shower I wrapped a green and black towel around my waist sprayed on some cologne. Walking into my room I noticed an envelope I hadn't seen earlier. Opening the envelope first I found a dull birthday card from my parents saying all that Hallmark(TM) typical shit. Including have fun. Do they not know that right now me and Taylor would probably be attached at the hip? (He starts thinking of Tay's curves.) Is it bad that even though it is my birthday, if Taylor told me to bark like a dog I'd do it? Yeah I am whipped. Tay would look sexy as hell in a dominatrix outfit. Anyway back to previous thought, last night I was talking to Taylor on the phone last night when my parents had left. We practically talked all fuckin night. And you know sometimes in the middle of the night you get you know loopy. Well I asked Taylor if "I ever turned her on like to the max?" and she admitted I had turned her on to some high degrees. And then she said "You?" and me being loopy I admitted the amount of cold showers, times I've masturbated, and naughty dreams I had since I left not about the ones from Albuquerque. The ones I have now are wilder, dirty, just plain out laughs suggestively.
Well after reading I smelt something vaguely familiar, pancakes and bacon. I jogged downstairs and saw a stack of pancakes and a pile of bacon. That was all next to a bottle of this thick syrup(Delta) and a glass of milk (2%). Judging by the temperature of the meal it was fresh. Too fresh…"Awkward," I said out loud. I sat down on one of the stools and started on my breakfast. Mid way into the meal I heard the sound of heels on the white tile floor. "Hey Sexy," said a seductive voice that I've been craving for months. I turned around, but no Taylor.
"Up here Daddy," said that sexy ass voice again. I turned to my left and saw the most beautiful sight in the universe. Yeah my eyes weren't the only thing happy to see Taylor. Taylor was wearing a tight black Rocawear tank top and black mini jean shorts. I immediately picked her up and squeezed the living hell out of her, "TAY!" I just couldn't find all the words. "It's your birthday I wasn't gonna miss it," she said leaning back on the counter wearing this seductive ass smile. When our lips touched it felt like the after effects of some good stuff. A loud ass moan erupted from Taylor, and then sadly we broke apart. "Finish eating your breakfast," she said in between breaths.
"But you taste better," I said trailing kisses on her neck, dragging my tongue every once and a while. "True..." she said giggling at me. I just growled my approval. "Baby what about instead of eating this I eat…"Taylor gave me a look and commanded that I keep that in mind!"Troy look at you, you're so skinny baby, what the deuce has happened to you, since you've been here baby!" She whined. "That's because I haven't had Zeke or my baby's cooking." I said eating some more of the delicious food. "Well, when you finish eating that, I'll be upstairs. Daddy…" Taylor sensually whispered into my ear biting on it. And judging by the way she strutted away, I'd be having the best damn present a man could be given. Taylor McKessie.
Later that night don't read if you no like dirty dirty ™
Troy bolted up the stairs and charged from your room door, almost breaking the door. He looked around the room and saw nothing. Laughing Taylor slammed his door close behind her. Troy's pants immediately tightened, because there stood Taylor in a black dominatrix outfit with a giant bow on her chest. "Happy Birthday!"
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"Damn Troy…you sure are creative," Tay said from her new resting position on top of Troy. He just chuckled back at her. "Troy…" Taylor moaned as Troy dragged a hand down Taylor's body caressing anything he considered voluptuous (which was everything). "I can't believe we waited this fucking long." Taylor said as Troy kissed her lips. As he deepened the kiss, he flipped them over and started moving his lips down Taylor's body. Taylor writhed in moaned as Troy's tongue made some special appearances on her breast and tummy. Taylor began to get worried as Troy started going to that place between her thighs. "Mmm Troy baby…fuck…stop!" Taylor shouted. "Are you about to come?" Troy said looking up at Taylor with a serious dark glint in his eye. "No," she whispered due to his
breathe hitting her clit. "Then (attack clit) I'm (attack clit again) gonna make (flicks clit twice) you (giving the clit a kiss) come (sucks on it)!" One of Taylor's hands gripped his hair and the other tangled in Troy's sheets. One of Taylor's legs was starting to move on its own when Troy put it on his shoulder and went in deeper. Taylor grabbed a pillow and started to moan in to it. Troy pulled the pillow out of her hands and threw it off the bed. He kept his icy dark blue stare on Tay's hazel eyes who tried to keep her eyes on him, but they kept closing. Next thing Tay knew Troy started to add his finger into the equation in between her thighs. Her body was starting to get closer to her edge. The slew of cuss words and naughty things spilling from Taylor's mouth started to encourage Troy to increase their pleasure. Troy took out his finger and soon his tongue was out of Taylor, causing Tay to whimper from the loss. Troy got on top of Taylor and took his finger that was just inside Taylor and licked it clean. Then he pulled Taylor's face in for a kiss at which she quickly obliged. Both of their tongues twining and twisting giving Taylor a real taste of herself. Troy then pulled out a condom and wrapped himself up. Tay immediately got on top of Troy's dick. Thinking of all the times she'd dream and fantasized of this moment happening she never thought it would feel like this.