Ryan found that he had created a routine for himself, one that he liked and was willing to fall into. He'd go to school, and drama club then on the nights he could he would spend the time with Owen. He also spent a lot of time with Chad and his friends, it was a good routine, one that made him happy as it consisted of two things he liked most in the world, spending time with his friends, mainly Chad and having lots of great sex with Owen. Yes, he thought, life was great at the moment.
"So are you still seeing Nick?" Chad asked as they walked along the corridor.
"Yeah, well it's more of friends with benefits." Ryan smiled, Nick had become a good lie he had told Chad and Sharpay, it worked well because Sharpay was too busy with Zeke to want to know anything more about Ryan and he liked it that way.
"Cool, I mean friends with benefits didn't think really think that was you." Chad smiled.
"What do you mean?" Ryan asked.
"I mean, I don't know. I guess I sort of kind of always figured you would want to have the full works."
"The full works?" Ryan asked completely confused.
"You know, dates, dinners, trips to the cinema. Hand holding and everything. Friends with benefits just seems kind of... cheap." Ryan was shocked, his mouth had fallen open and he just stared at Chad.
"You don't know anything about me." Ryan said sadly. How could Chad say that.
"Dude, I didn't mean to..."
"No you did. I'll see you around Chad." Ryan shook his head and walked off.
Ryan didn't know why Chad's comment had hurt him so much. He sighed as he sat down in a deserted corridor he leaned against the locker and just stared at the floor. Chad was right. He did want all that, the full works as Chad had said. He longed to have someone hold his hand as they walked down the street, he wanted someone to kiss him in public, to take him on dates. Being with Owen was cheap. It was sex with a twenty five year old. A teacher. It was wrong. Yet he didn't want it to stop.
"Ryan," The blond looked up and saw Owen standing against the lockers. "What's wrong?" Ryan could hear the concern in his voice, maybe it was because they were in school and he had to play the concerned teacher.
"Nothing." Ryan lied.
"Come on, my class room." He smiled. Ryan stood up a little shakily and followed Owen to his class. "So what's going on in that head of yours?" Owen asked, he had already locked the door and closed the blinds and Ryan wondered if this was all their relationship going to ever be.
"Nothing, just thinking about stuff." Ryan said quietly. Owen sat on the desk next to him and put an arm around him.
"What sort of stuff, baby?" Owen asked as he played with Ryan's hair.
"Us." Ryan mumbled.
"What about us?" Owen asked, and Ryan was pretty sure there was something similar to panic in his voice.
"There isn't an us is there?" Ryan sighed. "There's you and then there's me and there's sex but no us."
"You know it has to be like that." Owen said sadly.
"I know." Ryan sighed.
"Do you want to stop?" Owen prayed he would say no, because as bad as shagging a sixteen year old was, it was also addictive. There was something about Ryan being so young that made him even harder for him. It was like a fantasy. And he was living in one.
"No," Ryan smiled. "I like the sex too much."
"Me too." Owen purred.
"Really?" Ryan asked. "I mean you could have anyone."
"I don't want anyone," Owen grinned. "Just you."
"Good." Ryan smiled.
"What are you doing tonight?"
"You?" Ryan laughed.
"Cheeky." Owen smiled. "How about we go back to mine."
"Sounds good," Ryan smiled.
"I'll show you just how much you mean to me." Owen grinned as he kissed Ryan softly on the lips. Ryan deepened the kiss, letting Owen's tongue slide into his mouth, tasting every inch. Ryan smiled as he moved so he was sat on Owen's lap, his legs straddling his thighs. Owen was hard, Ryan always had that affect on him. "We shouldn't not here..."
"Doors locked." Ryan sighed.
"Some one could still come in..." Owen said as Ryan ground his hips over his erection.
"I want you." Ryan insisted. "Now." Owen moaned as Ryan started to unzip his trousers, sliding his hand through his boxers and grabbing hold of Owen's cock. "Please... fuck me."
"We could get caught," Owen said. He looked up at the clock, it was eleven he was free until twelve thirty and no one usually came into his class, but there was still that thought of getting caught that both scared him and made it more exciting.
"We wont. I promise." Ryan purred. "I need you to fuck me. I need you to show me you care."
"Okay." Owen sighed, because how could he resist? Ryan smiled and allowed himself to be moved back onto the desk. Ryan couldn't help but grin when he realised this was his desk. He tried not to think about who sat next to him on this desk, but all thoughts were swept from his mind when he felt his very expensive trousers being pulled down to his thighs.
Ryan didn't care though because when Owen pull down his trousers and underwear and he could see that hard cock, nothing else mattered; Not Chad, not school and definitely not how cheap this was. It was sex and that was all but as long as it was good, hot sex he didn't really care any more.
Owen prepared him quickly, Ryan grinned when he realised the older man had condoms and lube in his pocket he must have known one of these days they'd end up having sex on one of the desks. He smiled and winced and moaned as a cold finger pushed its way in to him. Once Ryan was prepared he was pulled hard against Owen who pushed his cock in hard and fast making Ryan moan in pain but mostly pleasure.
"Okay?" Owen asked softly. Ever since he had found out how old Ryan really was he always made sure to ask if he was okay, something that hadn't happened much in New York.
"Yeah, move, please." Ryan begged. He felt so full right now and all he needed was for... "That's it..." Ryan panted as Owen started to move in and out of him hard. They were silent, because the walls in the school really weren't that thick and if someone was to walk past they would hear. So they tried to keep quiet. Owen moaned roughly as he pushed in harder, he watched as Ryan's sixteen year old body moved against his and he knew he was lucky to have someone so young and so willing. He hit against his prostate with every thrust and Ryan was a mess beneath him. Owen grabbed hold of Ryan's aching cock and started to pump him in time to his thrusts.
Owen forced his lips against Ryan's and they swallowed each other's moans as they came hard. They were breathing heavy and Owen wrapped an arm around Ryan as he pulled out of him. "You okay, baby?" Ryan wasn't sure why he liked being called baby, it made this whole thing seem even dirtier.
"Yeah." Ryan smiled weakly. Owen kissed him softly and headed over to his desk and pulled out some wipes and cleaned Ryan up. "Thanks." Ryan smiled as he pulled his trousers and underwear back on.
"Any time." Owen said and kissed him again. "You should probably go to the canteen it's almost lunch time, sure your friends will be waiting." Ryan nodded weakly and walked out of the class room.
He headed to the toilets and stared at his reflection, he looked flushed and his hair was a little sweaty. He washed his face and styled his hair a little with water before washing his hands. He headed out of the toilet and wondered to the canteen, even if he didn't really want to see his friends, mainly Chad he was still starving.
"Ryan!" Sharpay screeched as she walked over to him.
"Hey." Ryan said.
"I broke up with Zeke." Sharpay sighed. Ryan's blood went cold. Sharpay couldn't break up with him, no, if she broke up with Zeke that meant she'd be paying more attention to him and he couldn't have that.
"What why?" Ryan asked. He knew he should probably care more about his sister than himself at this point, after all his sister had just broken up with someone who she clearly loved.
"He's cheating on me." She sighed.
"What?" Ryan couldn't help but laugh. "Shar, Zeke is dedicated to you. He worships the floor you walk on, he wouldn't ever cheat on you."
"He has. So we're not sitting with them any more." Ryan frowned.
"No." he stated. Even though he didn't want to be around Chad right now, he was still a friend and he couldn't be angry at him because as much as he didn't want to believe it; Chad was right. "They're my friends, Shar. I'm sitting with them."
"I'm your sister!" She screeched loudly and a few heads turned to face them, including Chad and the rest of the wildcats.
"Really?" Ryan mused. "Because when you were wrapped up in Zeke you called me jealous and acted like a complete bitch to me in English. So no. I can sit with who I want, do what I want and so can you. So I'm going to sit with Chad and I'll see you at home." With that Ryan walked over to Chad and smiled at him awkwardly.
"Didn't think you were talking to me," Chad said quietly.
"I wasn't," Ryan admitted. "But... you were right."
"Then why do you stay with him?" Chad asked softly and quietly because he was sure Ryan didn't want every one around him to hear.
"Because if I don't have him, then I'm not going to have anyone." Ryan sighed.
"Wrong." Chad smiled weakly. "Even if you didn't have Nick, you'll always have your friends."
You'd always have me, Chad thought sadly to himself.