Chapter 9 first kiss

The locker room is just as boisterous today as ever, Principle Saunders always lets us use the gym on Saturdays. Everyone is on top form, apart from me. I was up half the night talking and playing FIFA so I'm not my best, but no one seemed to notice. Training went great again, and we are all just taking a shower and getting dressed. Vegeta dropped me to work this morning like he said he would and once I'd finished my shift I came straight here. I already have arrangements to meet Vegeta again this evening so I've told the guys I have to go home and study. They seem okay with that, Zarbon gave me a funny look but he didn't say anything. Everyone is having a lark, we are all feeling terrific, I don't think anything can ruin my good mood until the conversation somehow turns to Vegeta.

"So, that faggot turned down another hot girl yesterday, all the girls seem to be flocking after him, I don't get it, what a waste," Dodoria says. I put my head down and concentrate hard on tying my shoelaces, I don't want to listen to them but there's no way I can block them out.

"Have you seen the guy?" Zarbon asks, "He looks like a freaking fairy, he's so tiny, and what is with that hair?"

"I wonder if he's the giver or the taker," Tien laughs, "Taker I bet, he looks like he loves a cock up the ass."

"Ew man that's fucking gross," Yamcha slaps Tien hard on the shoulder. They both laugh, along with most of the other guys. But not me, I don't say anything. I just want them to shut up.

"I don't care about fucking political correctness and all that bullshit, any nasty man who likes sucking cock deserves to get shot and die," Zarbon says looking pointedly at me. Only Tien laughs at this. My face feels hot and I can't believe what he just said. How can he be so ridiculously ignorant and mean and just stupid? I hate him right now, I hate him more than I've ever hated anyone in all my life. I glare at him, unable to change my horrified expression. He smiles.

"What's the matter, Goku. You don't agree with me?" He challenges. I pause for a moment unable to figure out what I should say. Can I really agree with him just to keep the peace, can I even bring myself to agree with such terrible words? No I can't, I can't even say it.

"No, Zarbon I don't agree. No one deserves to die," I say trying to sound confident but sounding a little weak.

"So, what, you're defending the faggot now? I'm starting to get the feeling you like the guy, first I catch you all cozy with him in the hall, you're sneaking off alone all the time to 'study' and now you're sticking up for him. Are you fucking him, Goku? Is that why you broke up with Chichi?" I stare incredulously at him. I can't believe he just said all that, and in front of everyone as well. I'm totally mortified. For a moment, I can't even find any words to say I just stand there like an idiot. The whole locker room is silent, everyone waiting for me to tell him he is being silly, I don't.

"Goku?" Krillin prompts, looking at me as though I am the most revolting thing ever.

"Oh, my god, he is fucking him!" Tien yells.

"I'm not… Doing that with Vegeta," I finally regain the power of speech.

"Ha-ha, Vegeta? He even knows the faggots name. You're fucking sick Goku."

"That's disgusting man," Someone pipes up from the back. I look up and I'm shocked to see that it was Gohan who said it. I thought he was the only one who would understand.

"So, do you fuck him, or does he fuck you? Or do you take turns?" Yamcha howls, high fiving Tien.

"I bet he fucks you right Goku?" The locker room is filled with noise. Laughter, vile comments and derogatory words are all I can hear. I couldn't defend myself even if I wanted to, I can't get a word in edgeways. They are so loud.

For a moment, I just stand there perfectly still, a million feelings flying round in my head. Fear, hurt, anger, disgust, shame. Why, why can't they understand? Why can't they let me be happy? Why can't I have friends and Vegeta?

I want to be with him. I don't want to be his friend anymore. I want to be his. But looking at these guys now, I know they will never accept that. Why would they, I'm nothing but a nasty faggot who deserves to die.

I can't stand here anymore. I know if I speak I will cry. That's the last thing I want to do in front of these guys, all that will do is make this whole situation worse. I pick up my bag and leave without a word. I can still hear them laughing and making fake vomit sounds behind me.

"Fuck me harder Vegeta," Someone moans in a rubbish impression of my voice. As soon as the door closes behind me I run. I hate every single one of them. I know hate is a sin but I don't care. I HATE them.

I walk the three miles to the council estate. I feel kind of numb. I can't even think about what just happened. I know as soon as I start thinking about it I will cry and I don't want to cry in the street. I walk up the short alleyway. It isn't quite as scary in the daylight. The gang of boys is still there, I wonder where they go to school. I rush past with my head down careful not to make eye contact with any of them. I get to the front door of the fourth block and realise that I can't get in without the silly fob thing. I pull my phone from my pocket and text Vegeta.

*I'm outside. Can I come in please?*

He doesn't text back, he opens the door in literally 30 seconds. He must have ran down the stairs like a bullet.

"Why didn't you call me I'd have come and picked you up… What's wrong?" He sees my expression and knows immediately that I am upset. He can read me so easily. I shake my head still unable to speak without bursting into tears.

"Come here," He throws his arms around me and as soon as he does I sob into his shoulder.

"Hey, hey shhhh, don't cry baby," He rubs my back trying to comfort me. It feels nice to have his arms around me. I feel safe, like I belong. I look up to see some of the boys looking over at us.

"Everything okay Vegeta? You good yeah?" One of them calls out. It's difficult to see which one as all their hoods hide most of their faces. Vegeta seems to have no qualms about hugging me in front of all these boys. They obviously don't care that he is gay.

"Yeah, Craig no problems."

"Is your boy alright?" Craig asks, sounding genuinely concerned about me.

"He'll be fine, thanks man," Vegeta calls back ushering me into the block. I cry and snivel all the way up in the lift. He waits patiently until I am ready to tell him what happened. By the time I'm able to speak we are already in his room.

"They started off talking about you," I manage to tell him.

"Don't let that upset you, it doesn't upset me."

"That wasn't all. Zarbon said how I am always with you and that I'm fucking you. And faggots should all die, am I a faggot? Am I nasty? Do I deserve to die?" I start crying again as the emotions overtake me. I look at the floor.

"Oh, cutie, you are none of those things. You are literally fucking perfect. Don't you let any of them pricks tell you any differently, hey," He lifts my chin so I have to look at him.

"You are fucking perfect, what are you?" He asks firmly.

"I'm perfect," I snivel back.

"Damn right you are," He says wiping the tears from my eyes with his thumbs. We look into each other's eyes and I suddenly see something else there, I see love and adoration. He moves closer.

"Goku," He whispers, moving closer still, his head tilting to one side,

"Please can I?" He asks, his lips hovering inches from mine. I can't bring myself to answer so I just avert my eyes and move my lips to his, gently pressing them together. His mouth is warm and soft, he shudders as our lips meet. His tongue slides across my bottom lip, silently asking for access, which I hesitantly allow. Our mouths move together, our tongues lapping lazily. My heart races in my chest, I'm sure he must be able to hear it, it's beating so hard. His kiss is amazing, I don't want him to ever stop. I want him to kiss me forever.

All the hurt and upset caused by my team all washes away. The more his mouth caresses mine the less I care about any of that. How can I even think about anything else with his tongue in my mouth, his lips against mine? His stud clicking against my teeth occasionally. His arms move around my body and he holds me so tightly as he kisses me.

My legs are shaking as adrenalin floods my system. I feel the same kind of excitement as if I am just about to start a football match, but also something else, the horny feeling is more intense than ever before. My hips seem to have a mind of their own and start to grind into him just a little. My fists ball into his hair and I pull his face closer to mine, until it is uncomfortable.

My mouth lets out a throaty moan. Vegeta pulls away a little, the most dazzling smile I've ever seen on his face.

"Don't stop," I whine, trying to pull him back to me.

"Ha-ha, well, aren't you a horny little thing?" He chuckles, "I'm not stopping babe, I just need to breathe," He assures me.

"Breathing is overrated," I mumble and yank his mouth back to mine, I can feel him smiling against my mouth. It's the most wonderful thing ever. My body bucks into his, tingling and shivering, rubbing my hardness against his leg. I want more of him, I want more than just his mouth. I want his dick.

I stop sharp, did I really just think that?

"What's wrong?" He asks.

"I need to stop this," I whisper, taking deep breaths to try and calm my body down.

"Why?" He whimpers, obviously disappointed but he doesn't argue he just looks sad and untangles himself from me, putting some space between us on the bed.

"'Cause if I don't stop now I won't stop at all," I try to explain myself. He nods as though he understands what I mean.

"Why do you have to stop? You obviously want to continue," He points at the huge bulge in my trousers.

"I want to. But I can't. It's bad enough that I kissed you. I can't go any further," I hold my head in my hands. How did I let this happen? Why did I kiss him?

"Did it feel bad?" He asks quietly. I wonder if I should lie but I just can't. I look at his face and I know there is no way I could ever be dishonest to him.

"No, it felt perfect."

"Exactly. How can that be wrong? How can that be sinful? Your God is wrong Goku, kissing you sent me to heaven. Nothing about you could ever be wrong."

"I wish you were right, but it's in the bible Vegeta. We can't go any further. It's wrong."

"The bible was written over 2000 years ago baby. Times change, people learn. We can go as far as you want to go. There's nothing wrong with that, but, if you're not comfortable with it then of course we don't have to. It's your call Goku, I'm not gonna pressure you."

"Thank you," I mutter.

"Ha-ha you don't have to thank me for being a decent human being. Thank you Goku, for allowing me to kiss you."

"Do you mind if I pray?" I ask him. His eyebrows shoot up in surprise.

"Err, sure… Do you need anything for that?"

"No," I answer simply. I make the sign of the cross on my body and kneel on the ground, clasping my hands in front of me I speak quietly, a little nervous about Vegeta listening to me pray.

"Father, I have broken your laws, and separated myself from you, for this I am truly sorry. Please forgive me, and help me avoid sinning again. Please send your holy spirit to help me obey you. In Jesus' name I pray, amen."

I look up and make the sign of the cross once more. Vegeta looks a little sad.

"Will you have to do that everytime I kiss you?" He asks, "Seek forgiveness from no one for doing nothing wrong?"

"Vegeta! How can you say that? I'm asking God to forgive me. This whole situation is really hard for me. My head is all over the place," I tell him, a little annoyed that he would speak of God in that way. He sees that I'm upset and soon backtracks.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be disrespectful. I know this must be hard for you. And if you need to pray every time I kiss you that's fine, I hope you like praying though 'cause you're going to be doing a lot more of it," He smiles at me. My eyes drift up to his photo collage.

"Hey, where'd Whis go?" I ask saying his name in a stupid voice.

"I took him down, I got the impression his face annoyed you."

"You were right, his face is ugly." I say curtly.

"Compared to you, cutie he looks like a pig."

"No, pigs are too cute, he looks like a dog" I giggle

"Ohhhh, Goku, I had no idea you were so sassy. But a dog is cute too don't you think, how about a Hippo?"

"yes perfect, your ex-boyfriend was a hippo, and your new boyfriend is not," I say smugly

"my new boyfriend?" he exclaims. I realise what I just said

"no I didn't mean that. I meant...I don't know what I meant"

"ha-ha it's cool cutie. But...are you at least thinking about being mine, officially?" he asks. I nod.