Date: Sun, 11 Oct 2015 18:41:43 +0000
From: Big D <StoriesbyBigD@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Evan Chapter 6

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Chapter Six


The ride to school was pretty much the same as it always was, me and Jake
just chatting shit and joking around with each other. The only thing that
was really different was that I couldn't stop thinking about what Dad had
said to me about how he would love to have Jake as a son-in-law. I don't
know why that statement struck me the way it did. Maybe it was the fact
that even though Dad knew I was gay I never really knew how he felt about
it. Sure, he said he accepted it and he never treated me differently after
he knew, but we never really talked about it either. To hear him say that
he would be happy to have a guy as a son-in-law, with the clear implication
that I was going to marry a man and not a woman, it gave me the
confirmation that everything would be fine with my parents when I did
eventually find a guy who wanted to be with me.

That thought led me to thinking about Tyler. He wanted me. At least he
wanted to fuck me. My dick started to harden a little in my pants as I
thought about his words from the bathroom again and how his cock had been
throbbing as he talked about fucking me. I still thought Tyler was a total
asshole and there was no way in hell he would ever become my boyfriend or
anything more, but a part of me, and it's probably obvious which part,
wanted to walk up to him, take his hand, drag him to the bathroom to one of
the stalls and just say the words he'd told me he wanted and needed to
hear... "Fuck me".

I was brought out of my thoughts when Jake slapped my thigh, his hand
landing so close to my now rigid dick that I almost came from thinking
about him touching it. He had noticed that I had gone quiet and wanted to
know what I was thinking about.

"Nothing, what were you saying?" I replied.

"Fuck, Ev, you're hard," Jake gasped. "What the fuck were you thinking
about? Actually, no, who were you thinking about?"

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat as we continued to drive and Jake's eyes
kept darting from the road to my eyes and then down to the bulge in my
pants before going back to the road.

"No one," I said in barely a whisper.

"Don't give me that fucking shit, Ev, we're best friends. We've shared
nearly everything about our lives with each other. If you've got the hots
for someone, and I know you have since it's been obvious for a few days
now, you can tell me."

Could I really? How could I tell Jake that the guy he hated more than any
other in school was the guy I was thinking about having sex with? How would
I explain that it wasn't even emotional because I didn't want to date Tyler
or take him to bed with me? I didn't want to sleep next to him, holding him
all night like I had wanted to with Jake so many times. I just wanted Tyler
to fuck me, to pound my ass and give me what I'd been craving from Jake for
almost two years. I couldn't tell him. He'd think I was insane.

"It's no one you know," I said, turning away from Jake as much as I could.

"Bullshit!" Jake spat. "If it was someone I didn't know you'd be blabbing
about how great he is, how hot he is, how you think his dick will taste."

"I've never talked about how I think a dick will taste," I protested.

Jake laughed then and it made me laugh too. "I know, I said that to get a
reaction. It always works."

I shook my head, looked down at the bulge in my pants and without thinking
said, "Yeah, you always get a reaction out of me."

"Wait," Jake said, putting his foot down hard on the brakes so the car
jerked and came to an abrupt stop as he pulled up at the side of the
road. "Is that because of me?"

"I... It's..." What the fuck could I say? It wasn't about him this time but
it had been so many times before. Fuck! I could feel my face flushing and I
had to turn away.

"Shit, Ev," Jake breathed in little more than a whisper. "You're hard
because of me? Does that mean..."

I looked around frantically, wanting to focus on anything that wasn't
Jake's amazing eyes.

"Ev?" Jake pressed.

"Please don't, Jake..."

"Ev... Are you in..."

"Stop!" I screamed. My heart was pounding so hard and I felt like I was
going to throw up.

Before I really knew what I was doing I jumped out of the car and took off,
sprinting as fast as I could. I didn't stop until I was inside the school
gates and I didn't look back to see if Jake was following me. I hadn't
heard him calling my name so I knew he wasn't and that only made my heart
sink lower. Why didn't he follow me?

When I stopped I was behind the science building facing the empty field.
There was no one else there so I pressed my back against the wall and threw
my head back with a sigh. I wanted to scream. Why did I run? Why didn't I
stay and face Jake and whatever he had to say?

It was those words. He was going to say the one thing I could never take
back, the one thing that could change our relationship forever. He was
going to ask if I was in love with him.

I felt my heart racing even harder than it had from the run and I thought I
was going to either have a panic attack or pass out. If had he asked if I
was attracted to him or if I thought he was hot I could have laughed it off
and said of course, that it's not a big deal. But love is a big deal. The
biggest of all deals. And if I said yes, if I told him I was in love with
him our friendship would never be the same.

I was lost in my thoughts, hoping the world would just swallow me up so I
didn't have to see Jake later to deal with what had happened, when I felt a
warm breeze on my face. I opened my eyes and nearly jumped to see Tyler
standing in front of me with his lips pursed as he blew softly onto me. My
stomach tightened and I felt really nervous.

"What are you doing?" Tyler asked, his voice soft and curious.

"Nothing," I answered a little too quickly.

Tyler laughed a deep, sexy chuckle, "You're cute when you're nervous."

"What?" I asked. I had to have heard him wrong. This was Tyler, the guy who
had only ever been an ass to me.

"You heard me," Tyler smiled. "You're cute. You're hot too. I can't stop
thinking about you. When I saw you naked in the showers... I wanna fuck you
so bad."

I shivered hearing him speaking like that. I wondered if he was saying that
because he thought it was the quickest way to get me to say yes to him but
there was such lust in his voice that it was totally seductive. He was so
close too, looking straight into my eyes.

"Tyler... Please, not today."

"Why? What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. What do you want?"

"I saw you run over here. I wanted to check that you're okay. You don't
look it."

"I'm fine," I replied. "Like you'd give a shit anyway."

"What?" he asked.

"What the fuck is this? You've been nothing but an asshole to me and now
suddenly you're all nice? I don't buy it."

"You will," he said. "Are you looking forward to tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow?"

"Your birthday. I know you're having a party."

"You're not invited," I said, quicker and harsher than intended.

Again Tyler laughed. "I know I'm not. Besides, I want a private party with
you. Just the two of us."

"Look, Tyler, if these are just games you're playing you really have to
stop," I said, quickly looking around to make sure no one was watching but
we were completely alone.

"They're not games, Evan. What is it going to take for you to realize how
hot you are?"

"I'm not..."

"Yes, you are. You're one of the sexiest guys I've ever seen and you don't
even know it. I think that makes you even hotter. You don't parade around
in your jock in the locker room or play ball without your shirt, you always
keep yourself covered up but you've got a great body. I can't tell you how
much I wanna rip your clothes off and lick every inch of you before I fuck
you."

I was stunned by what Tyler was saying, especially since the tone of his
voice told me he was serious. He placed his hand on my hip and slowly moved
it up under my shirt so his fingers were gently rubbing my abs. I shivered
and felt my dick jerk from the touch.

"Tyler..." I moaned.

"What?" he said, leaning in close and sliding his hand a little higher.

"Are you... are you gay?"

"No," he said with such conviction I knew he was telling the truth. He
pulled his hand out from under my shirt and took a step back. "I don't put
labels on things. I don't buy into the whole exclusively straight or gay
stuff. I like both. If I think a girl is hot I'll fuck her. And if I think
a guy is hot with a cute ass like yours, yeah, I'll try to fuck him too."

"So that's what's you're after? A fuck?" I asked.

"Were you wanting more?" Tyler replied with his eyebrow raised.

"I... I don't know what I want. I'm so fucking confused right now."

"Take your time. I can wait. I will tell you this though, when I do fuck
you it won't be like those bitches I just fuck to get off. I'm gonna make
love to you. I'm gonna make you cum so hard you'll think you're about to
pass out."

"Fuck..."

"Say it, Evan..."

"Say what?" I asked, looking straight into Tyler's amazing eyes.

He leaned in so his words were no louder than a whisper in my ear. "Say you
want me."

"I... I... I can't."

"Okay. Like I said, I'll wait. You will say the words. We both know
it. There's only one thing stopping you."

I lowered my head and broke eye contact. "What?" I breathed.

"Jake. Get over him. Or get under him. It doesn't matter. If he doesn't
love you now he's never going to. Let him go. He doesn't deserve you."

"And you do?"

"Maybe not, but I want you. Can you say the same about him?"

I closed my eyes and felt like there might be tears rising in them. My jaw
was quivering when I shook my head, no.

"There you go, you know the answer. Now look at me."

I opened my eyes again and stared up into Tyler's blazing eyes. He was so
close I could feel his panting breath on my cheek. He inched slowly closer
until our lips were almost touching. A hair on his lip touched one on mine
and I shivered. We were so close and yet miles apart. I wanted to close the
distance, to lean into the kiss, but my body was frozen and Tyler didn't
move. After a few more moments he pulled away but stayed close enough that
his words were still just a whisper in my ear.

"I'm not going to kiss you. Not like this. I need you to kiss me first. I
need to know you want it. I'm giving you three days. On Monday I'm going to
come to you and I'm gonna put my lips back where they just were. I want you
to close the gap. I want you to kiss me. Then we'll move from there."

With that Tyler stepped back, leaving me panting against the wall. My dick
was so hard in my pants it almost hurt and I realized he was right. As much
as I disliked him personally I wanted him physically. I wanted him so bad I
would have let him fuck me up against the wall right there and then. But
then I thought of Jake and what I felt for him. I thought about what might
happen with him and my dick slowly began to deflate.

"See you on Monday. Oh and have a Happy Birthday tomorrow." Tyler turned
and began to walk away.

What the fuck?! What the hell is going on? Is he serious or just fucking
with me? I just... I can't... Fuck!

I sank back against the wall more confused than I had ever been. Before
when Tyler had been kind of threatening it at least made sense, but to hear
him talking so normally, so nicely, about me, it shook me up. Did he really
want me as much as he said he did or was he just messing with my head? Was
that the real Tyler coming out from behind all the bravado and bullshit or
was he just playing me to get in my pants so he could brag to whoever he
wanted to tell?

I didn't have any more time to think about things because the bell rang and
I had to hurry off to class. I was thankful I didn't have Jake or Tyler in
my classes that morning or I don't know what I would have done. I didn't
want to speak to either of them because I was afraid of what I might say or
what might happen. I had been dangerously close to telling Jake that I
loved him and I had been almost as close to telling Tyler to fuck me.

I buried myself in my work, trying to take my mind off the two hottest guys
in the school. I was pretty successful and actually managed to get most of
the notes down, answering a number of questions along the way.

When it was time for lunch I didn't know what to do. I was hungry but I
still wasn't ready to face Jake. I knew he'd probably be waiting in the
cafeteria with Emily, or at least that's where he normally was. I had no
idea how he had reacted to what was nearly said this morning but I was
fearful of what it might mean so I decided staying away was the best
option.

I headed out of the school building and walked out of the gates, heading
down a few streets until I came to a coffee shop that I had been to a few
times with Emily in study periods. They served some nice warm sandwiches so
I bought one and sat down at a table in the window.

For a while I enjoyed the silence, but then I started thinking again and I
wanted to scream. That's when my phone vibrated in my pocket. It was a text
from Emily asking where I was. I sent a quick text back saying I'd gone for
a walk and when I'd heard nothing back after three minutes I assumed she
was done so I slipped the phone into my pocket and ordered a fruit smootie.
It was just as the waitress put the drink down in front of me that my phone
buzzed again. This time it was Jake.

"I hope that walk is a warm up for later when I pin your ass to the
mat. You need all the help you can get."

I couldn't stop the smile that rose to my face. That was Jake. He was just
like he'd been so many times before. I let out a long breath and felt so
many emotions running through me from relief and elation to a sense of fear
because he knew now for certain that I had feelings for him.

I finished my lunch and walked slowly back to school. Just as I got through
the gates I saw Tyler and some of his buddies over on a patch of grass
tossing around a football. He looked so damn good and his muscles popped as
he caught and then threw the ball. As they were playing, a soccer ball
rolled along the ground toward them with a younger kid running after it. He
couldn't get to it in time and after a few passes between the jocks it
ended up at Tyler's feet. Tyler took one look at the kid and kicked the
ball in the opposite direction as hard as he could so it disappeared into
the distance. When the kid made a pained face Tyler just laughed and pushed
the kid over onto his ass, laughing with all his buddies as they went back
to their game. I shook my head in disgust. I thought maybe after how he'd
acted with me earlier he was actually a nice guy but seeing him then made
me think it was all just a ploy to get into my pants so he could fuck me
and brag about it to the jocks and then rub it in Jake's face.

I headed inside after watching the kid start the long walk to retrieve his
ball. Even after the text I got from Jake I was kind of worried about
bumping into him because I had no idea what to say. I went straight to my
locker to get the books I needed for my afternoon classes when a hand
slammed against the locker next to mine, making me jump. It was Emily.

"Where the hell have you been?" She asked.

"I went out for lunch," I replied, not telling a lie.

"Without me?"

I smiled, "I just..."

"Should have asked... I would have come with you. I hate that crappy
cafeteria food. What did you have?"

"A hot wrap and a fruit smoothie," I said.

"Damn," she sighed, "I could have done with a bit of hot meat inside me."

I grinned, "Been too long already?"

"Nearly two weeks," she said. "I'm so horny I'd even hump you."

"Yeah, one problem with that," I said.

"You're gay?"

"No, you're hideous."

I laughed and she punched me on the arm. "Nice to see you're smiling. I
heard about what happened."

"With Jake?"

"Of course with Jake. Why? Did something else happen?"

"No," I said a little too bluntly.

Emily stared at me for a moment. "Did you really get hard in his car and
then almost admit that you're in love with him?"

I looked around quickly, worried that someone would overhear us but it
seemed like we were in the clear. I turned to look her in the eye but her
gaze was too piercing and I felt like she was staring right into my soul. I
just nodded.

"Fuck, Ev," she chuckled. "And you just ran?"

"I didn't know what to do. I was terrified of what he'd say. And you know
running is my defence mechanism."

"I do, which is why we still need to talk about the other day when you ran
home instead of waiting for Jake."

"That was nothing."

"If you say so... But you do know what needs to happen now, don't you?"

"Yes," I nodded.

"Talk to Jake. I don't mean just have a chat with him, I mean have a
serious one-on-one talk about how you feel. Tell him everything."

"Are you insane? I can't tell him everything."

"Has he ever turned his back on you before, Ev? Look, he's known you've
liked him for a while. I think he thought it was just physically and that's
where it would end, but we all know that's bullshit. You love him. You need
to tell him. Just be prepared for him to tell you that he doesn't love you
back in the way you want him to."

"I know," I said quietly. "That's why I never said anything before. It was
always easier just thinking nothing would ever happen rather than having to
actually hear him say the words."

"I know, but he does still love you, it's maybe just more like a brother,
and you know he'd never abandon his family."

"I know," I smiled.

"Good. So go to class and to his tonight, wrestle his hot ass and rub your
hands all over his body. Get close enough you can smell him."

"Em!" I exclaimed. "Don't, or I'll..."

Emily laughed, "See, you're just as horny as I am. Maybe we'll both get
lucky this weekend."

With a wink she headed off down the hallway and I stood for a moment in a
daydream, thinking about wrestling Jake for the first time since he knew
for certain that I had feelings for him. It was only when the bell rang
that I came back to reality and went to my next class.

The final two classes raced by and it was only when I was walking out to
the parking lot that I realized where I was going. I was heading to meet
Jake at his car for the first time I saw him since he almost asked me that
question. I didn't know where any conversation we had would go but I
couldn't hide from it. Emily was right. We needed to talk, if for nothing
else but to clear the air. I took a deep breath, swallowed and walked out
to see Jake standing at his car with the door open, ready to hop in when I
was in the passenger seat.

"Hey Ev, good day?" Jake asked, smiling when he saw me.

"Not bad," I said.

Jake chuckled since that was always my response. I never said yes or no and
it was technically the truth, my day wasn't bad, it just wasn't exactly
good for the most part.

"You ready to get your ass whooped?" He asked.

"Bring it," I smiled. "You think you're such a hot jock."

"Yeah, so do you," he quipped.

We both fell silent and we just stared at each other. I had never felt so
awkward in my life. Did he really just say I thought he was hot too? Or had
he meant that I had an ego because I thought I could beat him?

After what seemed like the longest time we broke eye contact and he turned
his head away. My hand was trembling as I reached for the handle on the
door.

"Emily said you had a smootie at lunch," Jake said.

"Yeah, I did," I replied, pulling the door open.

"You know that shit's not good for you. You'd be better off eating the
lasagne in the cafeteria. And that shit tastes like it's made with old bed
sheets instead of pasta."

"I guess you're just gonna have to work me extra hard then, to burn off all
those calories," I smiled.

"Oh don't worry, I'm gonna make you work up a real sweat."

Our eyes suddenly met over the roof of the car and again we fell
silent. Why did everything seem to have a different, dirtier meaning since
what had happened that morning?

"Aww, look at the boyfriends staring at each other. I bet they're going
home to fuck now, don't you boys?"

We were pulled from wherever it was we'd gone in our heads when we heard
Tyler's voice and the laughing of his buddies as they slowly drove past us
in Tyler's SUV.

I turned to look at Tyler. He had a huge grin on his handsome face as he
looked back at the guys in the other seats but as soon as his eyes met mine
the smile dropped and he looked almost apologetic. What the fuck was going
on with him? I didn't exactly expect him to change after what he'd said but
to still be making fun of me and Jake while he was also trying to talk me
into sleeping with him made me question his true motives even more. Was he
honestly interested in me but wanted to keep it from his football buddies?
Or was he really just trying to fuck me so he could use it to bait Jake
into something? Until I knew for sure I would never give in and I would
never say the words he wanted me to.

Jake had tensed hearing the words and I could see the anger building up
inside him. He looked like he was going to walk up to Tyler's car so he
could punch him through the open window.

"Get in the car, Jake," I said.

He turned his head to look at me and nodded, taking one more look at Tyler
before he climbed into the car. I did the same, still trying to figure out
what was going through Tyler's mind, but what I got was a slight smile
before Tyler mouthed the word "Monday" and took off, his tyres screeching
as he sped out of the parking lot.

I slid into my seat beside Jake and closed the door. It felt strange to be
sitting back in the car with him, in the same seats as that morning but I
didn't have time to think about it before Jake said, "I fucking hate that
guy."

"I know, but he's gone," I said.

"He'll never be gone, not until we leave here. I can't fucking wait, Ev."

"You'll meet dicks like Tyler at college too," I said.

"I know, but they probably won't be so in your face about it. I wanna punch
him so hard. I don't care if my fist breaks as long as his jaw does."

The venom in Jake's voice scared me a little. I don't think I'd ever heard
him talk like that. He really hated Tyler. What would he do if I did let
Tyler fuck me and he found out? Tyler was right. Even if Jake didn't love
me that way Tyler is the last person he'd want in my bed. Was that really
what Tyler wanted, to get that reaction out of Jake? Was that all I really
was to him.

"I'm sorry, Evan," Jake said, with his hands clenched tightly on the wheel.

"What for?" I asked.

"For what's about to happen."

"What do you mean?"

"Tyler's got me so fucking worked up I think I'm going to have to take it
out on you. Do you think you can handle that?"

"You're still talking wrestling, right?" I asked, suddenly nervous.

Jake actually chuckled, breaking the air of tension. "Yes, I mean
wrestling. I might be a little rough tonight."

"I'm sure I can take it." Fuck, again with what sounded like a double
meaning.

Jake laughed again and started the car. He slapped his big hand down on my
thigh and then drove off, taking us out of the parking lot and towards his
house. I just hoped I could keep my cock in check when we were on the mats
in his basement and our hands were all over each other when we wrestled.
For Jake it was all professional, a true training session, I couldn't
always say the same for myself.



To Be Continued...