Liberty High School
3:00 pm
"No one gives a pep talk like you Brian" Ted joked flatly after digesting the words Brian had just unconvincingly spewed forth. "So what do you suppose happens on Monday?"
An awkward silence settled over the group until Michael summoned enough courage to ask "Will we still be friends on Monday?"
No matter how much common ground they had reached during the day and how much they may have misjudged each other, this was still high school. They couldn't ignore reality and their reality was that they all hailed from very different cliques. Cliques that likely wouldn't tolerate a leveling of the social hierarchy in the school. Justin was perhaps the most beholden to his status, followed closely by Ben. They couldn't bring themselves to look up as they considered the burden of being open to their respective peer groups about their sexuality. Justin physically shuttered at the thought.
"I will still be your friend" Ted confirmed to Michael. "All of your friends" he added to the group at large.
Michael offered a warm smile and nodded his head. "What about you Brian?" he asked. "If I came up to you in the parking lot when you were with your buddies and wanted to smoke a joint with you afterschool. Would you?"
Justin smirked at the thought and gave an audible huff of disbelief drawing a glare from Michael and Ted. He looked up and dismissed their stares with a condescending roll of his eyes, "Of course he wouldn't. Just like he won't acknowledge he's had his tongue down my throat most of the afternoon. This isn't a movie or an afterschool special Michael"
"Do you mind if I answer for myself Justin? Brian hissed angrily, "You don't know me or my friends so don't pretend that you do."
"Okay Brian, so you're saying that if went up to you and kissed you on Monday in front of all your friends that you wouldn't push me away?" Justin asked growing increasingly defensive.
"You're such a snob" Ted accused Justin.
"Yeah" Michael confirmed, "I would think that real friends would accept you for who you are and fuck the rest"
"BUT you don't HAVE any friends!" Justin yelled, "You don't understand the pressure to fit in that Ben and I feel"
Ben looked up hearing his name and blushed a bright shade of red knowing Justin was right but wishing he was strong enough to correct him. As usual, he couldn't seem to do what was in his heart out of fear.
Brian grew disgusted with Justin's tirade, "Look Mikey, you have me as a friend. If you want…" he said giving him a friendly kiss. "It's getting late; I need to get back in the closet before Horner comes back."
Brian stood up and gave Justin a contentious stare; "I guess have a nice life!" he tossed casually as he passed Justin.
Justin sat back unsure of how this conversation had gone so terribly wrong; how he was the only one willing to say the truth. He blamed Ben for not supporting him, "Thanks a lot" he said to him sarcastically as he stood up to return to the tables.
Seeing that Michael needed some private time to confront Ben, Ted made a hasty exit as well. When they were alone, Michael drew in a deep breath and exhaled, "What about you? Do you agree with Justin?" he asked. His eyes were practically begging him for more but Ben wasn't able to even look.
Ben's eyes started to water and it was almost too beautiful a sight for Michael to take. He looked so vulnerable in the moment. "I don't know if I can face my dad" he confessed. "I'm not strong enough to take that level of abuse."
"Who's asking you too?" Michael scrunched his face in confusion. "Ben, look at me"
Ben raised his head and met Michael's brown eyes, "I'm just asking if we are still going to be friends? You don't have to come out to be friends with a gay person. Why is everyone so afraid of just being my friend?" Michael's voice let out years of pent up frustration before he raced out of the library towards the bathroom.
Ted joined Justin at the tables after leaving Michael and Ben. He sat there silently until seeing Michael rush passed them crying, out of the library doors. Justin flashed Ted a concerned look but was met with such an unfriendly glare that a wave of guilt rushed over him. "I know you think that's my fault but it's not" Justin protested.
Ted walked up and sat next to Justin, "What are you so afraid of? Michael is a great guy. Why wouldn't you want to be friends with him?"
Justin shook his head, "It's not him really; it's Brian. He doesn't want a boyfriend and I think that I do. I just can't risk losing all my friends and him. It's too much drama even for me. I mean you saw how he reacted."
"I don't know Brian very well but I am guessing that he doesn't put his heart on the line very often." Ted acknowledged, "But, that being said, he's kind of done it all day for you. I mean anyone can see all the teasing and antagonizing was a ploy. I think he was testing you. To see how you would react if he pushed you away."
Justin looked at Ted in utter shock, "Well that's fucked up"
Ted nodded in agreement, "Still Brian really likes you. The only time he was smiling today was when he was teasing you or making out with you. If you really want him; you should go after him."
"You think so?" Justin asked, "You know, you are really smart Ted. Not just smart but wise."
Ted blushed at the compliment and gave Justin a flash of a smile.
"Um, are you going to write the essay?" Justin asked tentatively.
Ted considered the question and reluctantly nodded, "Yeah probably" he confessed.
"Since you're the smartest, do you think you could write it for all of us?" Justin added, "We trust you"
Ted realized that Justin was trying to get out of doing the essay but since he already practically had it written in his head, he didn't really mind. He just nodded and left to find some blank paper.
Justin wanted to go find Brian but he thought he should apologize to Michael first. He approached the library doors but heard Ben's deep voice calling after him, "Where are you going?"
"To find Michael" Justin admitted sheepishly, "I owe him an apology"
It figures, Ben thought, just as he finally summoned enough courage to find Michael, Justin would beat him to the punch. "Do you think you could wait on that? I mean, I kind of need to talk to him alone."
Justin saw the look of pain in Ben's eyes and interpreted just want Ben might be going through. That look of longing was unmistakable. It was probably the same look he wore when he was watching Brian. Justin shrugged, "Sure. I need to talk to Brian anyways."
Ben smiled and called out a quick "thanks" as he made his way to the library doors. He finally found Michael in the men's room, sitting on the vanity and crying softly. He has a big speech prepared in his head all ready to go. He had spent the last twenty minutes rationalizing how coming out at school was too big a deal and he wasn't ready, he needed time, he needed space, he needed understanding….but when Michael looked up and his big brown eyes still glimmering with drops of tears burrowed into his soul; Ben's big speech was all but erased. In that moment, he knew he was strong enough and he wanted Michael.
"Fuck it" Ben exclaimed suddenly and crashed his lips together with Michael's. Michael tried to pull back at first completely in shock, "What are you…." he tried to ask as Ben continued to kiss him feverishly, wrapping him in muscles and exploring him with large freely-roaming hands.
"Oh God" Ben exclaimed as he felt his cock grow large and heavy against Michael's inner thigh. "I'm sorry" he moaned into his lips.
Michael let himself be pulled into this "zero-to-sixty" full on make out session because he loved it and he needed the contact of another person, someone who really cared about him, after his years of isolation. He relished the feeling of Ben's muscles pushing against him, the passion that he used to kiss him and the feeling of Ben grinding his cock into his thigh but he also needed to know it wasn't another aberration. He needed confirmation; so he summoned all his strength and pulled away.
"Wait, slow down" Michael begged, touching his own lips to make sure they were still attached to his body.
"What?" Ben asked, confused by the drastic transition from hot and heavy to lukewarm.
"What does this mean? Does this mean we are still friends on Monday?"
Ben shook his head and held back a smile. "You are so adorable" he said as he ran his hands lovingly through Michael's hair and settled one palm on the back of his neck. He grabbed Michael's hand and guided it over his jeans to his large throbbing cock. "Does this feel like friends to you?" he smiled as Michael squeezed the outline of his erection, his eyes growing big as he appreciated his full size.
"God you're huge" Michael remarked which was met with Ben's laughter.
"I know" Ben replied confidently. "I, um, I spend a lot of time in gym room showers and I've um, I've seen yours too. In the, um, in the showers, I mean. Yours is pretty impressive as well" he laughed nervously, running his open palm between Michael's legs and pressing firmly.
"Michael" Ben gasped breathlessly as he began rubbing more firmly over Ben's bulge his confidence bolstered by Ben's confession. "Oh God, maybe you should…" Ben tried to warn as Michael intensified his pressure and grinded his own cock against Ben's open palm. "Ahhhh" Ben cried as the friction proved too much and his orgasm crashed over him.
"I can't believe I just did that" Ben sighed, blushing, while pulling back from Michael, a look of disappointment registering on his face.
Michael's face fell registering all his fears of being rejected, "I'm sorry. It was too soon for you. I shouldn't have pushed…."
Ben smiled to give Michael reassurance, "I meant I can't believe you got me to come in my jeans Michael. Not that we….I loved what you did." He gave him a brief kiss to calm him.
"So are we like, what, boyfriends, now?" Michael asked timidly.
"I'm not ready to be out at home and school will be tough…but how about I pick you up Monday on my way to school?" Ben offered knowing that a public declaration of their friendship was probably a big enough deal for now.
Justin knocked on the janitor's closet with an unsettling mixture of dread and anticipation. "Brian?" he called out as he turned the doorknob slowly and let the heavy door fall open under his touch.
"What do you want?" Brian jeered sitting on the floor leaning against the shelves of cleaning products.
"I guess I just wanted to talk to you." Justin confessed, "Can I come in?"
"Sure, I bet you can't wait to get back into the closet" he hissed.
Justin smiled at the double meaning but ignored Brian's sullen face, "Listen" he added sliding down until he was sitting next to Brian, "I'm sorry about earlier. I really didn't think you wanted to be all out and proud at school."
"You don't know me Justin; quit pretending you do" Brian exclaimed looking away to hide his face from Justin.
"Maybe" Justin admitted, "…but I would like to know you. I'd like to date you actually but since you've made it clear that you don't do boyfriends…I'm not sure what it is you want from me."
"I don't want anything from you!" Brian hissed, turning to face Justin.
Justin try to stand up and leave but as he studied Brian's face the look of lust between them was unmistakable and he couldn't tear himself away until he knew for sure that Brian wasn't interested once and for all. He decided it was time for a change in tactic.
Justin pushed Brian's bent knees down and climbed over him until he was straddling Brian's lap, facing him, resting his ass on Brian's thighs.
"What are you doing?" Brian asked crudely.
"I'm giving you something I know you want" Justin whispered as he brushed his lips tentatively against Brian's gaping ones.
"Do you want to touch me?" Justin asked, running a finger down Brian's chest letting his eyes follow his finger down.
"I want to fuck you" Brian admitted, swallowing hard, suppressing any purely romantic urges he might be entertaining.
Justin smiled at Brian's crude confession. "We have less than twenty minutes and we are in a janitor's closet. I sort of thought my first time might be more…."
"…Romantic?" Brian guessed sincerely.
"…Comfortable" Justin corrected, smiling widely.
Brian nodded, running his hands over the small of Justin's back under his shirt. Justin cupped his hands over Brian's cheeks and kissed him firmly. "Only I don't want to just be a one-time fuck to you."
"I know" Brian acknowledged, "Look I have no plans to come out to my parents and I don't see any reason to label whatever this is or announce what we do at the school assembly but I'm not going to be your dirty little secret either."
"So what, I just tell people we're friends?"
"Why do you have to tell anybody anything? It's no one's fucking business who you're fucking. If I talk to you in the hallway or we sit together during lunch…why do you feel the need to explain that to anyone?"
"I don't know. I guess I just don't want to disappoint my friends." Justin shrugged.
"You need to stop caring what people think of you so much" Brian warned. "You don't need their approval."
"Okay" Justin nodded slowly with a small smile. God, he loved Brian's care-free, fuck-em-all attitude. He wasn't really certain it would work for him but he would fake it if it meant being with Brian, "Can we stop talking and start making out now?"
Brian answered him by pulling their lips together and pulling him closer. The move pushed his semi-erect cock against Justin's crotch which grew considerably firmer against him. Justin rocked back and forth on Brian's lap grinding into him. He snaked his hand down between their firm stomachs to finger the button of Brian's jeans. He twisted the fabric over the hard nob and pulled it lose with one motion. Justin needed to hold him, manipulate him, with his hand. He scooted back slightly so he could pull the zipper down and make enough room for his hand which he promptly shoved down the front of Brian's cotton briefs. He walked his fingers over a course web of curly hair until he felt the smooth tip of Brian's cock trapped against Brian's pelvis and his underwear. He leaned forward; resting his forehead against Brian's and kissed him lightly, while letting his hand curl around the massive, throbbing organ.
Brian gasped at Justin's firm grip and pulling the small drops of moisture from the head, he ran his hand smoothly over the fullness of Brian's shaft in slow motion before sliding his hand back up and running a finger over the weeping slit. The touch was agonizingly slow. Brian wanted to thrust into Justin's fist but his hips were held down by the boy's weight on his legs, so he let out a moan of frustration instead.
Justin held Brian's cock freeing it from his underwear and examining it with his eyes for the first time. It was long, at least nine inches, and thick with a slight upward curve. He was circumcised and the head was a lovely reddish-purple color and adorned with glistening drops of precome oozing from the slit. Justin licked his lips at the sight of it.
"I need to taste you" he sighed, maneuvering himself off of Brian's lap and guiding his lips down to the lick the drops just from the tip. Justin yanked at the waistband of Brian's jeans and underwear and Brian lifted his hips slightly. The offending fabric finally settled around his lower hips so that his cock and sack were now fully available to Justin's exploration.
Justin took a minute to look at Brian. He stared hungrily at his balls bulging above the rim of his lowered jeans, waiting for their time to explode. He nudged the nest of hair with his nose and slid his tongue over the swollen sack, sucking gently on each ball. He used one finger to pull Brian's cock down and closed his lips over the glistening tip, tasting him again this time against his tongue. Brian tried to calm down, willing himself to last, but the deep wave of ecstasy was forming in his belly and he didn't think he would. Justin swirled his tongue over the head and then flattened it on the underside of his shaft to take Brian deeper, creating a firm suction with his lips as he went. Brian held the back of Justin's head and lifted his hips, thrusting into the back of the warm cavity. Justin gagged slightly before relaxing his throat and wrapping a firm hand around the base of his cock so he was letting Brian pump hard and fast while still controlling the large organ from triggering his gag reflex. Another deep wave flowed from Brian's belly to his toes as he watched his cock disappear into Justin's mouth. This wave he rode all the way over the edge. He dug his fingers into Justin shoulder as he pumped his seed down Justin's throat and watched it pour over the edges of his mouth. It was the hottest fucking thing he had ever seen.
"Fuck! That was amazing" Brian cried as Justin sat up and he guided his lips to his, letting him taste his own come. "Are you sure you've never done that before?"
Justin smiled and nodded, "I'm sure" he confirmed.
"Well you are really good at it….for a beginner"
"I suppose you are an expert then?" Justin laughed as Brian tucked his spent cock back into his pants and rose to his knees and knelt before him.
"Let me show you and then you can tell me" Brian offered while sensually unbuttoning Justin's pants and hooking his thumbs under the waistband of Justin's pants and underwear, freeing his cock of its confines. "You have no idea how much I wanted to do this" he confessed as he placed an open palm on Justin's abs and followed his dark blond happy trail to his happy place. He gave one last sexy smirk before he lowered his mouth onto Justin's straining meaty flesh.
"God that feels good" Justin groaned as Brian displayed his advanced techniques.
"Um hmmmm" Brian hummed as he swallowed and lapped at Justin's cock greedily sending Justin to an unfamiliar level of ecstasy as he convulsed under him.
Louise Stanford pulled into the parking lot of Liberty High School with a shutter of nerves. The school was larger than she expected, certainly larger than her current employer. She stood free from her rental car and smoothed her leopard print trench coat and pulled the collar up. Pittsburgh in March was still quite chilly and she was ill-prepared for the bite of the wind against her neck.
"C'mon now" she called to the passenger in the backseat, "Don't dawdle".
She climbed the stairs to the school's double door entrance and studied the gray, faded sign with a right arrow directing her to the library that hung on the wall.
"This way" she motioned, heading down the empty hallway.
She slowed as she approached the office door outside the library. "Heeellllllooo" she called out in a sing-song voice while knocking, "Bobby? Are you here?"
"Oh my God, Louise!" Mr. Horner cried in shock, "You're here?" he asked in disbelief as he swept her into his arms and kissed the living daylights out of her. "You're really here?"
"I just had to see you! I couldn't wait any longer. I just knew you would make this work! Has it worked?" she asked cryptically nodding to her young companion.
"Well, I would know you anywhere!" Bob extended his hand before a knock on the door interrupted them.
"Sorry to interrupt Mr. Horner" Ted said politely as he cracked open the office door and saw visitors he didn't recognize.
"No that's fine Mr. Schmidt" Mr. Horner replied, patting him on the back, "Come in"
"I have the essay" he stated as he extended the paper to Mr. Horner caught off guard by his teacher's sudden friendliness.
"Mr. Schmidt, I like you to meet some people. This is my girlfriend, Louise Stanford. She will be teaching here next year, Home Economics."
Ted extended his hand, "Nice to meet you Ms. Stanford"
"Oh sugar, you Yankees are so formal. No one calls me Ms. Stanford in Mississippi; you can just call me Miss. Lula!"
"Okay, Miss Lula" Ted laughed at the Southern woman's obvious country charms.
"I'd like you to meet my nephew; he will be living with me when I move. Maybe you would be willing to show him around the school a bit?"
"Hi" Ted waved to the tall, lanky boy. "I'm Ted"
"Hi Teddy. Nice to meet you, I'm Emmett, Emmett Honeycutt"
"Do you want to see the school?" Ted offered, "It's almost four. I can introduce you to my friends. We are done with detention, right Mr. Horner"
"Yeah" Bob answered looking at Lula with a victorious smile at hearing Ted call the other his friends, "Go ahead"
Ted walked out of the office and watched Emmett. He practically sashayed as he walked, his slim hips hugged in tight lavender pants and a midriff baring shirt under his jacket.
"So your Aunt seems nice" Ted offered, making small talk. "Have you lived with her long?"
"She is. No she just insisted that I come with her and my daddy was happy as a clam to let her take me out of his hair. One less mouth to feed and well, he isn't exactly open minded when it comes to me."
"You don't seem very happy to be here?" Ted asked.
"Well I like to let my flame burn bright. I can't imagine that will be better received here than it was in Hazlehurst."
Ted laughed, "Oh you might be surprised" he exclaimed as he swung the door open to the library. "Hey guys" he called out to Ben, Michael, Brian and Justin who had all congregated back into the library. "I'd like you to meet someone. This is Emmett Honeycutt"
Emmett gasped as he observed Ben with his hands placed intimately on Michael's waist and Justin sitting on Brian's lap, kissing him softly. "Emmett" Ted exclaimed gesturing flamboyantly, "welcome to the Queer Boys' Club. I think you'll fit right in!"
A/N: Sorry I was so delayed in getting this one out to you. Live has been crazy busy.
So now you know the secret plan and Emmett makes his cameo. Anyone figure it out before this chapter? I tried to keep you guessing, let me know if you like the twist.
Detention is over but there's one more short chapter to go to wrap it up...