Date: Sat, 27 Jun 2009 11:36:10 -0400
From: Jade <phantomscorpio77@gmail.com>
Subject: Gay/High School : In This Cruel World 6

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In This Cruel World


As I said last time, as high school progresses we get pushed and pulled,
defined and labeled, celebrated and torn down.  I guess the word in the
halls this year is that Duncan McKerracher is gay.  Something about me
sneaking around with Adam Reid.  Not that I bother to set the other kids
straight on it, but for the record I don't sneak around.  If you want to
see me and Adam together you don't have to look too hard, the signs are
there.  I get it that people are cool and accepting, and that gossip is
gossip.

All the same, if you want to know just ask me.  I am who I am.  Can't be
someone else, and seeing as sexuality isn't that big of a deal nowadays I
don't see a need to deny it.  And at the same time I'm not going to flaunt
it.  To date, aside from Jase no one, not even my good friends, have asked.

Benji on the other hand isn't of the same mind so I don't share with
anyone, even Adam, what he and I have done together.

Meanwhile as the school year kicks into full swing Halloween has crept up
on me while I've been laying low and busying myself with Yvonne.  Benji
wants to be the Dukes of Hazard again like we did years ago, but I am not
feeling it this year.  Instead I want to just do something stupid and
juvenile so I tell him I am going to be a vampire.  He brushes me off.  I'm
sure he thinks I'll just cave to his wishes, but not this year damn it!

I talk to Adam and he loves the idea.  He gets it; not a Dracula vampire,
more like one on Buffy the Vampire Slayer.  Adam is on the same wavelength
as me and I end up dressed up as Spike.  I already have the bleach blonde
hair for it and Yvonne does my make-up for me.

Brennan had tried a Goth phase when I was younger so I ask to use his
trench coat for the get-up.  It's a cool fake-leather material and has
belts and buckles and a couple cross-like thingies.  Kinda like The Crow,
or the lead guitar player from Rammstein.

If he knew I were using any of his clothes without his permission he'd
probably not be angry, but definitely smile and razz me.  Still, I'm not
that kind of brother.  Despite our age gap and the fact that anyone who
knows us can clearly see how much I idolize him, he's always been the best
brother I could ask for.  If he says no, then I go on to another plan.  Oh
yeah, the other development this year is that Brennan is living in a frat
house with a bunch of his lacrosse buddies, so our shared room is just mine
for the first time ever.

Thankfully he laughs when I call to ask him and tells me to drop the
expensive mistake off at a used clothing place when I'm done with it.  I
suggest selling it on eBay instead but truthfully I kinda dig the coat.  I
always felt proud of Brennan when I saw him in it.  Kinda like yeah, that's
my older brother, isn't he cool?  I may be more slender than my bro, but I
think I look good in the coat.  Beyond using it as a costume on Halloween I
want to sometimes wear it; I'll have to ask him if I can just keep it.

Just like I figure, Benji is dejected when he shows up at school as Bo Duke
and sees that I'm not Luke this year.  Katy is Daisy Duke and Yvonne is a
nun.  Adam dresses up all Marilyn Manson and looks finger-likin good.  I
love Goth mascara and eyeliner on boys.  The black lipstick is a little
much for me as is his black nails, but who am I to judge when I am wearing
both as well.  Speaking of which, try getting through gym class with makeup
on!  My gym teacher laughs his ass off at me, but then so do I!

After the lame school deal we go over to Ian's for a tame party.  Yvonne
chose to babysit Katy's younger brother so she says she'll catch me on her
way home.  At Ian's party Cameron is talking my ear off about some senior's
French Maid outfit and that he got to see it before she got sent home to
change.  Something about see-through lace and cleavage, you know stuff that
is as interesting as wallpaper to me.  I listen to him go on and on and
notice that he is giving his Sumo Wrestler costume an extra bulge as he
does.  Damn it!  Cameron's my friend, I've never scoped out his package
before.  I feel like I've just violated him.

All the while Cameron drones on in my ear I watch Richard dressed up as
Einstein and Etienne dressed up as Charlie Chaplin try not to make out in
public.  Like the world doesn't know those two are into each other.  People
compliment me a lot on my costume and I always defer it to Yvonne's magic
this morning and again after gym class.  At the party this leads to people
politely asking where she is and I tell them.  Thing is, it doesn't bother
me that I'm not with my girlfriend.  In fact I would rather be here with
Benji.  Unlike me, he's so into his real girlfriend and it crushes my
heart.

The party never kicks into full swing.  Just groups of us chilling around
Ian's basement while his mother tries to be invisible amongst us.  No
matter where I am, across the room I always see Adam.  He's never alone but
now he looks like he wants to jet if I can read his body language.  He's
still dressed up, but wearing a green and white school swim team sweater
over his fishnet shirt.  At school he had to wear a plain long sleeve shirt
under the fishnet.

Now without the undershirt I guess he's cold?  I leave Cameron to babble to
Shawna about the Great Pumpkin or whatever he's yapping about now and coast
over to Adam, "Cold?"

"Freezing.  Do they have the AC on in here or just not pay for heat," he
snidely remarks.

"Cut the crap, twenty something kids in two rooms?  I'm sweating!  You're
bored and want to leave," I guess.

He confirms my suspicion, "Totally.  Wanna bail with me?  I know a Goth
that would like to spend some time with a Vamp."

"Your place or mine," I ask.

"Never been to yours.  Your parents home or at that thing you told me
about," he asks.

"Yeah they should be at the masquerade dinner.  I went with them last year
but it I'm too old to tag along now.  It was cool though.  So anyway, yeah,
my place then," I offer.

Watching The Crow is a Halloween tradition for Benji and I but I guess Adam
will have to fill in for Benji this year as I pop the VHS into the VCR.  We
hardly watch the first scene of it before I am on top of Adam on the couch.
He's starting to look different to me.  A lot more man than boy compared to
when we started messing around 9 months ago.  I don't think I've changed
nearly as much.  Grown a couple inches yeah, but not much else.  He has
stubble on his top lip and I find it cute and sexy.  Reaching in to kiss
him we both find that lipstick really sucks.

We head to the bathroom and I dig up a couple wash cloths to get the crap
off our faces.  The eyes I make sure to leave on both of us, but most of
the white cakey crap and the lipstick goes.  Damn, I hope that junk washes
out of the face cloths.  Oh well!

I figure to make out on the couch some more but Adam steers me into my room
instead.  He seductively nibbles on my neck and pulls me down onto my twin
bed with him.  I borrowed a shiny black top from Yvonne for the outfit and
we have a devil of a time getting it off over my head.  I like his nipples
all hard and sticking out through his fishnet top so I stop him from
pulling his top off.

He gets a bit pissy, "Duncan, we've had some fun, but c'mon.  If you're
going to cock-block me and stop me from even getting naked with you I'll
just cut my losses now and head."

"Bitch," I correct him, licking the vein or whatever that sensitive part is
that runs up his neck in between sentences, "For the record, you're naked
body is beyond welcome in my bed.  Not just welcome either, if your ego has
to know; it's badly wanted.  So go ahead and lose everything else but the
top.  The top stays on, it's fuckin hot!"

With that I dive in and start nibbling on the pert little knobs that are
openly exposed.  He changes his tune, "You dirty, dirty little bad boy.
Yeah, suck those puppies.  That's it, oh, a biter too!  My little vampire!"

It's not that much past eight, I'm sure I have at least a couple hours
before my parents get home from their grown up party at the convention
centre.  Two hours to play with Adam naked in my bed!  I grab his pants,
yank them off and peal out of mine.

We quickly get to 69ing, at first sucking on each other but I want to make
it last a little so we progress to rimming quickly.  Sitting on his face we
form a human pretzel.  Eating each other out, we both moan in pleasure.
When he's loose I work a finger in and he bites down on me.  Adam starts
getting really into it and follows my lead.

"Oh fuck Duncan!  You look so fuckin hot tonight.  Screw your fingers, I
want your big spike inside me!"

There are too many questions.  Is he ready?  Am I ready?  Are we ever
ready?  Do I want him to be the first?  Who's taking it up the bum?  Oh
wait, I have that answer, he's offered his for me.  Will I be any good?
Will he?

"You know what Adam?  Let's do it," I answer.

He gives me a huge sloppy kiss, "Psh!  That's what I'm saying, no trick!
Hurry up and gift wrap your treat so I can sit on it!"

Thank you Brennan for slipping me a 3pack of condoms to hold onto just in
case!  I fish the strip out of a shoebox in the closet and tear one off.
Adam is sitting up watching.  I push him onto his back and straddle him so
my erection is over his face; if he's going to be rammed by my piece I want
him to see it up close while I put the condom on.  I seductively dangle my
cock over him and let him look at its size and memorize what I am about to
force in between his legs and shove as far as possible into him again and
again.  It will be his moment of truth.

I pinch the tip like I'm supposed to and put the hat on my head.  His gaze
leaves my dick and we lock eyes.  Shit, he's going to chicken out if I take
too long, and now that we've come this far I really want to just hump his
warm ass.  I roll the condom to my base as quick as I can and then steer it
to his mouth to lube it up.

"On your back," he says as he snakes out from beneath me.

I protest, "Up yours!  Seriously!  Where's my foreplay?"

"Oh.  You've got one hell of a nice one there Spike, if you want foreplay
I'd appreciate it all the more if you slap my face with it a little," he
invites, so I oblige, "Fuck yeah, hit me like you mean business.  Show me
what I'm in for.  That's it, yeah, bounce that thing off my lips.  So good,
yeah!  Mmm, stick that wooden stake in me, show me what you've got you
vampire!"

I do as he says and he slicks up the condom some more before straddling me.
He is positioned right above me, his knees are beside my lower ribs, his
hand on my dick.  Maybe it's because I am about to fuck him but his body
looks amazing from this angle.  His slight abs, his inward curve between
his hips and his chest, his cock pointing straight up.  Yeah, his cock
looks glorious.  It's become my favourite toy, even more so than my own!

My attention goes from his body to mine as I feel penetration.  I don't
really focus on him or anything in particular once he sits all the way down
on me.  All I can clearly think is how good this feels.  I'm just getting
over the rush of my boner being inside him when I come back to this world
and hear his grunts and sighs get louder and more urgent.  As good as it
feels as he is bouncing up and down on me it must feel better for him
because his first eruption goes right over my shoulder.

The boy can cum, that's for sure.  By the time he is done I am hosed down
from neck to navel.  Pools of it I tell you!  Pools of milky, runny stuff
unlike my thick and creamy globs.  He lifts up so that I drop out of his
body.  I'm still pointed straight up when he asks, "How was that for you?"

I shout, "Amazing!"

He then asks, "Did you come?"

"Nope.  Now it's your turn.  Wrap that blow-pop up and stick it in me.  If
we're doin this, we're doin it right yo!"

"Cool," he says.

I get the same treatment that he gave me, putting the condom on right in my
face.  He slaps my face with it.  Not a turn on for me, but I must remember
he likes to be slapped with mine.  Damn I want that thing in me!  I've
watched enough porn to know the positions.  The way I want to give my
cherry is on my back, with my legs in the air.

"Go easy Adam," I say.

Instead of wetting the condom in my mouth, Adam wets my hole good with his
tongue.  Then I feel it; the head of his dick is at my entrance.

He pushes a few times and says, "I'm just going to get you ready, let you
get used to it."

I nod and am about to say o.k. when he forces his way into me.  Mother
fucker it hurts, "Ouch!"

He nibbles my ear and sooths me, "Shhh, quiet baby, it'll feel good, I
promise!"

The bitch tricks me and he has the audacity to shush me as he keeps going,
pulling back a couple times and readjusting and then continuing on.  Once
he's all the way in he stops.  I guess we're both waiting for me to adjust,
but how do you adjust to another guy's penis inside you for the first time.
It hurts and feels really big.

And just like that it's like I am watching from outside my body.  I can
clearly see his piece of meat slide all the way in until it's buried and
then pull out until I can see his corona.  Damn, his fucking me looks hot.
His sexy penis looks so cute and so inviting with a condom around it each
glimpse I get of it as he pulls out.  Wave after wave of something is
coursing through my body, somewhere below me, somewhere within my body
which is laying all the way down there on my bed.

My calves flex against his neck and shoulders each time he thrusts.  My
ankles are crossed over behind his back and my toes curl in synch with my
calves.  I think I am shooting my load until I realize that Adam's
handiwork is causing my dick to drool.  If I didn't feel him inside me, his
body slamming against mine, the view alone down my chest and belly to my
spread legs, bouncing erection and his crotch kissing my hips would be
enough.  A silent porno of just his inches disappearing into me and
emerging could cause me to blow.  But there is a fantastic sensation going
on inside me.

I can feel him inside, hitting something wonderful.  I can feel his
movements in and out at my entrance and it's amazing.  Like a gentle
tickle, not annoying, but a more of massaging one.  And he's grunting and
it's hot!  I am part yelping, part grunting, and panting in between and my
own noises are turning me on.  And then there's the wet sound of the actual
act and it is hot and gets accentuated by his damp hips smacking against my
sweaty hips.

I feel an unstoppable orgasm coming on so I rip my used condom off in time
to shoot myself in the face with my own sperm.  I rarely shoot hard enough
to hit my face, but a beautiful dick in my ass apparently will do the
trick!

As he pulls out of me one last time and leaves me with a void my moment or
truth is here.  I really thought I'd regret Adam being my first and not
Benji, but I don't feel bad at all.  Coming down from my orgasm I feel
quite fine, if not wanting to burst for joy at having just gone all the
way.

We don't exchange words.  We just smile at each other and I start to laugh.
In response to Adam's `what' I pull his naked body close and attack his
lips with mine.  We lounge around in my bed, basking in the afterglow of
our milestone sexual achievement, holding each other tightly.  I again idly
run my hands through Adam's hair until his whimpers at my attention turn
into the relaxed breathing of sleep.

We only doze shortly, when I open my eyes again Adam is smiling and looking
right at me.  We get under the sheets and snuggle, putting off dressing
until I hear the front door creak open, "Get dressed.  Now!  'Rents are
home."

In a flash I grab my clothes and make a dash for the washroom.  Fast enough
that my parents, down the hall and around the corner in the mini foyer,
can't possibly even have their shoes off yet.  I flush the toilet for
effect.

Hopping into my boxers I call out, "Mom, Dad, is that you?"

"Of course it is honey, who else would it be?  The Boogedy Man," My mom
laughs.

"I dunno, Brennan maybe.  Oh and hey, look, I have a friend over.  Adam,
you've met him before," I lie as I do up the button of my pants, trying to
plant a seed of doubt that maybe they have met him and just don't remember,
"Yvonne gave me this cream stuff to wash the crap off my face.  Adam needs
some too so I invited him over."

"It's cold cream, honey.  Most women have some," My mom states.

My dad pipes up, "Is it all off already?  We never got a look at the
finished product.  I wanted to get a picture of you and Ben."

"It's all messed up now, but Yvonne got tonnes of pictures of everyone at
school" I reveal, stepping out into the hallway, still naked above the
waist to intercept my approaching parents.  Speak of the devil, I run right
into Yvonne.

"Well you sure look scary, I'll give you that," My mom kids as she takes in
my face, which actually is the smeared results of Adam and I making out.

I stare at Yvonne, blinking out my lack of comprehension to her presence as
if in Morse Code until she hugs me.  She looks about to cry, "Hey Duncan.
Your parents dropped off the Laukkanen's so I caught a ride with them over
so we could finish that thing.  I guess I'll clean your faces up before we
get to it."

"Oh, yeah.  That thing," I say as she pushes me into my room, allowing my
parents to pass along to their bedroom at the end of the hall.

Yvonne closes the door over and takes in Adam and I.  I don't make eye
contact with Adam, or look his way in hopes of not giving us away.  Yvonne
just nods her head at me, "I could see the used condoms on your bed from
the hallway."

"Oh," is all I can manage.

"Yes, oh," she repeats.

I'm suddenly ashamed, "Uh, well, I guess now you know about me huh?"

"Yes, this would seem to be the confirmation to my suspicions," Yvonne
says, wrapping me in a hug.

Adam clears his throat, "I guess I should get going."

"Nonsense Adam.  We need to get that makeup off your face and I don't want
you getting all weird in the future.  C'mon boys, grab your rubbers and
flush them," She commands.

"Are you alright," I put my hand on her shoulder and ask Yvonne before we
leave my room.

She turns and smiles at me, "No.  Since you ask, no, I'm not.  But I'm not
heartbroken either Duncan.  I'm your girlfriend and you violently flinch
when my breasts accidentally brush you.  I might have had a clue or two!"

"Yeah, it's not personal.  If I were straight you would be the prefect
girlfriend.  You still are, even though," I say.

She points to the evidence on the bed and says "Grab those and lets get you
two cleaned up."

After cleaning off, Adam and I take turns having a shower.  While Adam has
a quick one Yvonne and I talk things over.  She wants to stay my girlfriend
for now, until we figure out what the next step is.  Our relationship has
always been more friends than boyfriend-girlfriend, so really not much will
change.  She tries to appease me, "Duncan, you dweeb!  Like I didn't know
on some level.  But what we have works."

Adam and I walk Yvonne home and head back to my place, "That was awk!  You
think she's going to tell on us?"

"No," I say, confident that she won't.

"O.K.  Can I still sleep over," he asks.

After the events of the night I'd like to reflect on things alone, but the
plan was to have sex, be on the couch when my parents came home and then
have him stay over.  Actually sleep with someone who cares enough to give
me his body wholly and unconditionally.  What a great plan!  Realizing I
have been stuck in my own head while he stares at me I answer, "Yeah,
that's the plan!"

We strip down to boxers once we get back to my home.  I leave the door
slightly open so that my mom and dad don't get suspicious, and then take
Adam into my bed.  With only one condom left we have a race to see who can
get fully erect first.  Adam does, so as a gracious loser to our contest I
crown his boner and remove my boxers.  I let him chose how he wants to do
this.  After a little effort I am on all fours and he has breached my
entry.  We very quietly go at it until he bites down on the side of my
neck.  I twist onto my side so that I can finish myself off with him still
in me and cum in Adam's hands.  He cleans off one hand, I clean off the
other and then I swallow his dick once we remove the condom from it and
clean it good too.

I bunch my boxers up in front of me and scoot across the hall to the
bathroom.  Once I have cleaned myself up and flushed the latest evidence I
slip my boxers back on and go back to my room.  Walking into the room I get
hit with the heady funk of what we've been up to.  On a whiteboard on the
back of the door is a note Brennan left me in September.  `Mini-me, I'm
only a phone call away.  Love, Bren' it says.  Beneath it I scribble the
word candles.  I slip into the blankets that Adam lifts for me.  We make
out before finding a comfortable position to doze off.

[to be continued]