So this is my carry on of the last chapter that was called "The first time we met "Back in the day", but this is from Zach's point of view, hope you enjoy it :)

~2011~

I answered the door and I suddenly felt like I was frozen, like all my limbs had completely stopped working.

"Zach remember me? It's Paul," The man said.

Paul stood in my doorway smiling and all I could do was gawk at him with my mouth open like a complete fool.

Finally I managed to muster up some words, "Of course I remember you Paul. How can I not remember you?" 'after all you was the first guy to walk off after I kissed them,' I added silently.

He shrugged, "It's been a while hasn't it?"

"Yeah," I sighed, "So are you going to come inside or stay out there like a idiot?"

The boy smirked and stepped inside the house.

Paul had to duck through the doorway because he wasn't exactly short, he was just a little taller then me. He had dark brown hair which looked highlighted in the sunlight and light brown eyes that sparkled when he smiled and his skin was golden from being out in the sunshine.

"So where have you been the last few years?" I asked as we went into the kitchen so I could grab us some drinks.

"I've been tracking you down, but whenever I got to where it said, you was gone. I guess I understand when you always look younger then you are you have to move so people don't catch on," Paul laughed.

"Well thanks for tracking me down. You're the first person in a thousand years who's even bothered trying to find me," I put my coffee on the side and walked up to him.

Paul gave me a sweet smile then wrapped him arms around me, "I can't think of any reason why somebody wouldn't want to," he lifted my head up to look into my eyes, "You're amazing."

I blushed and my face felt hot.

That's when Paul kissed my lips softly, but there was a eagerness wrapped into it too. I reacted instantly to the kiss and was kissing back.

Jacob walked in a second later, "Hey Zach, have you seen the. . ." his sentance cut off as he walked into the kitchen and saw Paul biting my neck, "What the fuck is he doing here?" Jacob glared at Paul.

"I could ask you the same thing Jacob," Paul shot back.

"And I could ask why you're home from school early, so I guess we all want answers," I frowned crossing my arms.

"Oh. . .I-I. . .Uh. . .I d-didn't feel well. . .So I. . ." Jacob tried to talk himself out of it.

"Jacob! Stop lying! If your skipping school just tell me," I said with my 'dad' tone.

"Okay. I'm skipping school," Jacob shrugged.

I chuckles and slapped the back of his head, "Get back to school you fucking little prick."

Jacob groaned and left the house, I don't know if he went back to school or not, to be quite honest I couldn't care, he was wasting his education, for the 90th time. The only thing Jacob was educated in was fucking me and sometimes he was shit at that.

Paul grabbed my hips from behind which dragged me out of my thoughts of Jacob.

"So where was we?" he whispered into my ear.

"Right about. . ." I turned around and put my hands on his chest, "here." I smirked ripping his shirt off of him.

The boy in front of me let out a low chuckle before tearing off my shirt also. His hands slid down my abs as I shivered in delight, his strong muscular hands didn't stop there. He played with the hem of my trousers for a second then toyed with the button before undoing it. Afterwards, he threw one of his hands in to my pants and ran his fingers down one side of my erect penis to the base. I groaned in ecstasy, but he didn't stop there, Paul tore off my jeans and boxers so I was lent against the counter naked. He did a little up/down movement on my shaft and I bit my lip to hold back a loud moan. Before I could even comprihend where I was, What I was doing, Who Paul was and more importantly who I was, Paul slung me over his shoulder and ran upstairs with me. He wasn't gentle about running up the stairs either, but every time my ribs hit Paul's shoulder blade I felt my erection grow bigger and harder. When me and Paul finally made it up the stairs my boner was on the verge or being painful, that was something I never look forward to.

Paul slammed me down onto the bed then glanced at my penis.

"Looks like your "friend" needs a little help," he mumbled grabbing my cock.

I almost screamed in pleasure as my dominant side began to stir.

I knew Paul felt it too, but he laid above me still with his hand on my shaft moving it slightly.

"P-Paul. . .P-Please. . .Let m-me t-take. . .Over," I stammered squirming under him.

He smirked, grabbed a clump of my hair and pulled on it hard enough to make me moan, "I don't think I should."

"P-Please Paul," I growled, "I want to fuck y-you."

Paul chuckled, I hadn't realised he'd gotten rid of his clothes at some point, then rolled us over so I was above him.

I loved being above people, being dominant was who I was, I hated being dominated.

I got on all fours about the boy and rolled him onto his front. The smile on my face grew as I gripped his hips then dug in with my nails until I felt Paul's blood run down my fingers.

Paul, who was on his hands and knees, tried to muffle a groan.

My penis was more then ready to enter him after that noise. While I clutched his hips, I nudges his arse open with my erection then shoved myself deep inside him.

From what I could see, he was clinging to the bed sheets moaning loudly.

"Ahh. . .Z-Z-Zach. . .Mhmm," Paul groaned as he threw his head back.

His face went a deeper red as I thrust into him again, but deeper and harder.

When I withdrew from him again he slid from under me and before I could make sense of what was happening I was on my front and Paul was shoving his long, hard member into my ass.

"O-oh. . . P-Paul," I growled as he forced himself, hard, into me.

He chuckles then reached around me and took my erected penis in his hand. His hand began to move up and down my shaft as he drove in to me again.

"S-shit. . .P-Paul. . .Harder. . .P-please. . .I-I'm begging, p-please," I moaned loudly.

I felt my face get hotter and I was shocked at the fact I was enjoying being dominated for a change.

Paul quickly shoved his cock into me and jacked me off even faster then he had before. The pre-cum made it easy for him to wank me off.

I felt my balls tighten and I knew I was going to cum.

The boy behind me grunted and I groaned at the sound.

"Fuck. . .Zach," Paul mumbled as his orgasm came.

"S-Shit. . ." my orgasm came a second later.

My cum went all over Paul's hand as I shivered.

Paul laid on top of me as we both flopped on to the bed. The best thing about this was, it wasn't Jacob.

Hope you like this chapter :)