Michael was floating home on air. Two weeks passed since that day in the library: the day of the kiss, his first kiss, with a boy. When it happened, every synapse in his brain felt like it was going to explode. It seemed like a dream: Brian had kissed him! He spent the time reliving the moment over and over. Michael's imagination ran wild; he knew they would fall madly in love. Still Brian had been reserved; friendly but aloof since it happened. He kept waiting for Brian to come to him; he would wait forever but today he finally got what he wanted.

"Hey Mikey", Brian asked leaning on the locker next to Michael's open one, "What are you doing this weekend?" Brian's head turned briefly to check out a jock walking by.

Michael's stomach flipped-flopped "Nothing special" he said trying to control the pitch of his voice "My Uncle Vic is in town so hanging out with him while my mom works probably"

"Do you want to hang out?" he asked a sly smile crossing his lips.

"Um sure" Michael said so excitedly that Brian took a step back.

Brian nodded, "OK well I could meet you at that Diner, the one where your mom works. Say noon tomorrow?"

Brian left Michael at his locker; he could feel his eyes following him, staring at his ass as he walked away. He smiled with satisfaction. He was of course aware that Michael had a gigantic crush and he lapped up any attention Brian showed him. He really liked Mickey; he felt relaxed around him, like he could be himself. That kiss had been Brian's first, at least with a boy; he suspected it was Mikey's first kiss period.

It was just a friendly kiss, he didn't even use his tongue, but Brian still got a charge from the experience. How he had been so bold, acted on an impulse, it was a rush! Brian wanted that feeling again, it was like a drug. He hoped away from school, on Liberty Avenue, he could test this boldness again. He wanted more than a kiss; he wanted to know what it felt like to be with a man; to hold his dick, to suck one and how it would feel to have those things done to him.

Michael arrived home to greet his mother and Uncle Vic sitting at the table. He tossed his bag down and greeted his Uncle with a big hug.

"You're in a good mood" Debbie said, "Did you have a good day sweetheart?"

"Better than good", Michael said beaming.

Vic took one look at his nephew and laughed, "Who's the boy?"

"His name's Brian" Debbie said to Vic with a laugh "Brian Kinney, Michael's new friend. He's been talking non-stop about him."

"I'm going to meet him at the Diner tomorrow" Michael elaborated excitedly.

It was after four but Brian was still at school; the hallways were empty except for the few kids who had stayed for football practice and even they were clearing out. His Dad was supposed to have picked him up but not surprisingly did not show. It's just as well, thought Brian; I don't need his drunken ass showing up in front of the school.

He was about to start walking home when he remembered he needed his gym uniform to take home and wash for the weekend. He entered the boy's locker room, disappointed he hadn't made it in time to see all the football players showering. The locker room appeared empty but he could hear the shower running. Brian walked over to the showers thinking someone had left the water running as a joke. He froze when he saw him, Coach Andrew, his PE teacher and the school's tennis coach in the shower, soaping himself completely naked. He stared at the man lustfully. Coach Andrew was young, maybe late twenties, he had an athletic body; long, lean muscles that the water accentuated. He was tall, over six feet, with sandy blond hair and blue eyes. His ass was perfect; firm and curvy. Brian stood there, willing the man to turn so he could catch a glimpse of his dick. The coach leaned his head forward letting the water run over his neck and back as he washed his hair. Brian started to feel aroused; he desperately wanted to rub one out. He cupped his hand over his dick, feeling his erection and giving it some encouragement, closing his eyes momentarily. Brian was still touching himself when Coach Andrew turned around to face him. Brian's mouth opened, at first surprised by being caught and then by the lack of response from Coach. He just continued his shower, giving Brian full view of his cock, proceeding as if he hadn't seen the horny boy touching himself right in front of him. He continued soaping himself but this time it was definitely for Brian's benefit as the Coach stroked his cock bringing it to a full, thick 8 inches. Brian had never seen a naked aroused man this close to him. He wanted him so badly. A rush of adrenaline took over carrying him into the shower fully dressed.

Brian approached without a word. The older man looked momentarily reserved but in four steps Brian had cleared the distance to him so expertly confident that he didn't have time to react. Brian ran his hands over the chest of his desired, as the older man went in for a kiss. Brian quickly resisted; after-all he had taken the risk of approaching him; he was sure as hell going to get want he wanted and it wasn't a fucking kiss. Brian dropped to his knees and wrapped his arms around the man, grabbing his ass firmly and guiding his leaking cock into his mouth. The coach gasped loudly at Brian's boldness; the sudden warmth triggering an audible groan from his lips. The coach grabbed Brian's head and forced himself deeper down Brian's throat half expecting the young man to recoil or gag. Brian closed his eyes and allowed his most primal instincts to take over. He licked and sucked the substantial organ, struggling to take it down his throat without gagging but encouraged by the sounds of pleasure coming from above. Without warning, the coach cried out in a guttural sigh as Brian felt the hot rush of fluid down his throat. He willingly accepted the gift, swallowing it triumphantly, and sucking the man clean. After he was done, he stood up and stared into the eyes of his new lover.

"Damn Kinney", the stunned man finally managed to speak, grabbing Brian's waist and pulling him against his naked wet body. He placed his hand over Brian's cock and attempted to kiss the young boy. Brian smiled, pulling away and turned to leave. "Wait a sec. Are you leaving?" he shouted.

"Yeah" Brian offered "I already got what I wanted" a smug smile on his lips.

Brian walked home shaking perhaps from his still wet clothes in the cool fall weather but mostly from the adrenaline withdraw. He was practically delirious with self-satisfaction; he desperately wanted to shout to the world what had happened. Not only had he given his first blowjob, but he had gotten the man off and left him begging for more. Brian had never felt so high; if he could take what he wanted from a fucking teacher nothing would stop him from having any man he wanted.

Michael waited impatiently for the time to pass that morning. He hadn't slept and was counting the minutes until he could meet Brian. He picked up his latest comic book, reading a few pages and checking the clock again. Damn, only ten minutes had passed. He headed downstairs to see Vic fixing breakfast.

"Hungry kid", Vic asked

Michael was hungry but his stomach was nervous, he thought it best to avoid food, "No thanks"

"Sit down, Michael" Vic pulled out a chair for his nephew, "So tell me about the Brian kid"

Michael launched into the entire story, about the first day they met, the kiss and Brian's subsequent demeanor, confiding in his Uncle about his adoration for the boy. Michael was so relieved to have another gay man to talk to.

Vic listened patiently before departing some wisdom to the boy, "Listen kid, you need to be careful. It's wonderful that you have a friend who understands what you're going though as a gay teen. I would have given my left nut for that when I was in school. But not all queers are sensitive and caring like you; not everyone is looking for a boyfriend. Most are just looking for a tight place to put their dicks. Until you know what kind of queer this Brian kid is, you need to lower your expectations or I'm afraid you're heading for a heart break."

Vic's cautionary words were still circling in Michael's head as he headed into the Liberty Diner. Brian was already seated in a booth talking to a queen Michael recognized as one of his mom's regular customers. Michael approached the booth and sat down across from the Brian, glaring at the man.

"Give me a call sometime" the man said handing Brian a piece of paper containing his phone number, as he returned to his table. Brian flashed a smile at his friend.

"Did you see that?" Brian said, "That guy totally wants me"

"He's a little old for you, don't you think?" Michael asked.

"Are you jealous Mikey?" Brian countered his voice a bit higher than normal

Debbie approached the table before Michael could protest and took the boy's orders.

Brian and Michael chatted freely while they ate. They had a natural rapport and the conversation flowed easily until Michael brought up family. He told Brian about his Uncle Vic being gay, how close he was to his mom, how his dad had died before he was born. "What's your family like?" Michael asked innocently.

The confidence eroded from Brian's face at the mention of his family. He was evasive "Normal I guess, I have a sister, Claire, my parents are still married."

"What's your dad like?" Michael asked, always curious about other people's dads.

Brian grew visibly changed, "Look Mikey, I don't like talking about my family. The truth is my dad's a drunk asshole and my mom is a cold bitch". Brian was surprised he was so comfortable confiding in his new friend.

Michael sat staring at Brian unsure of what to say. "Well once my mom knows you're gay, she'll probably offer to adopt you." He finally joked.

Brian smiled at the thought and at Mikey's good nature. "Your mom doesn't know I'm gay?" he questioned.

"No, I wasn't sure if you wanted anyone to know. That's for you to decide." He shrugged. "Besides, I wasn't sure if you were, you know, sure you were gay".

Brian laughed out loud. "Mikey, can you keep a secret?"

"Of course" Mikey said concerned.

"I'm the biggest queer you will ever meet" he laughed and smiled. Brian proceeded to confide in Mikey about his encounter with Coach Andrew proudly embellishing on his sexual conquest.

Michael listened, living vicariously through Brian's experience. "I can't believe you did that!" he remarked.

"Why the hell not" Brian posed feigning surprise. "Don't you know who I am?" He broke out into a devilish smile

"I'm Brian fucking Kinney, and mark my words; someday very soon; I am going to own this street."