Date: Thu, 28 Apr 2011 00:29:49 -0700 (PDT)
From: Kenny Vo <xokennyvoxo@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Choices, high school Chapter 1

Legal Stuff: Don't read this if you're not eighteen or older. Lots of
sexual male on male acts, explicit languages, and etc.  The names, place
and people are totally fictional.  The events are based on a true story.

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Chapter 1

While getting books from my locker, I was suddenly shoved into the hard,
metal wall of my locker. I swiftly turned around to see who it was. It was
Evan Lane, the biggest douche bag at Grayson High, the big quarterback at
this school. He was standing there with his friends--jocks I mean--staring
at me as if they wanted something from me.

It took of minutes before I gathered the courage to talk, "what?" I tried
not to sound loud, I didn't want to draw attention.

He just stared at me. His hazel eyes changed to blue, due to my navy blue
t-shirt I was wearing. The fluorescent lighting intensified his
needle-pointed spiked up dirty blonde hair and handsome features on his
face. He had a huge, muscular build compared some of the big guys on the
team. He was very tall as well, towering over me. I was 5'11 too.

"Just wanted to say `good morning' to the one of the school fags," he
finally said, smiling obnoxiously. I just wanted to punch him in the face
for that. But I held myself back. "Wouldn't want the homo to feel left out
now wouldn't we," he continued, getting closer to my face.

I rolled my eyes in distaste. I couldn't stand this asshole. Thank god he's
a senior. I won't have to see him next year. "I'll be heading over to class
now,"

I said, calmly. I grabbed my books and closed my locker. "Screw you
asshole," I added as I walked off to my first class of day.

"Wow.

You'll get yours fag," he returned laughing, followed by his friends'
laughter.

They walked off in a different direction.


When I reached class the bell rang, just in time. Our teacher was writing
the objective of today on the board, so the class was socializing while he
was doing that.  I went to my seat in the back. Bryan was sitting in front
of me. Bryan was my longtime boyfriend. We've been together since freshmen
year to now, which was our junior year. He was a great guy, loving, gentle,
sweet, caring, and also on the baseball team. The only bad part is...

He's Evan's younger brother.

Evan hated it when Bryan came out the closet and announced to everyone that
we were together. That pissed off Evan because he would always bully me
about being gay and that no one close to him is gay. Apparently, his own
brother's gay. But he didn't care, he still believed that being gay was
wrong, whether his brother was gay or not. Our relationship is known and
public, but Evan still finds a way to torture me without looking bad in
front of everyone else. They don't talk since Bryan came out, so they don't
even acknowledge each other at school.

I was fine with it, because I hated Evan long before that.

            "So babe, how's your morning?" Bryan asked as I set my
notebooks out on my desk.

            "Fine," I started, deciding to leave the part out of the
encounter with Evan this morning. I didn't want to throw more fuel into the
fire than I needed to. "How's yours?"

            "Great. I've been missing you in my bed," he smiling. He looked
like his brother so much. Those same hazel eyes that seem so captivating,
the same dirty blonde hair except his was longer, and the slightly tanned
skin that seemed to be perfect. The differences were that Bryan had a more
cute, funny personality, had a muscular medium build compared to Evan and
unlike Evan, he stood only a few inches taller than me. The biggest
difference was that Bryan was gay while Evan was straight as they
come--being asshole about Bryan being gay too.

            "How about you coming over to my house tomorrow then? I'll go
to your house Friday? Why do I have to be at your house all the time," I
said, smiling.

            "Cause my parents love you," he explained. It was true, his
parents really did love me. They accepted me in like family and just
treated me like they as if I were one of their sons.

            "True. I'll come over Friday."

            "Then I'll come over tomorrow then,"

he said, putting his adorable smile on.

            Then Evan and his gang walked in a few minutes after. The whole
class toned down to silence due to their arrival.

I don't know why they are so important. Personally, I think they're all
losers.

What makes them so special? They acted like they do it all the time, which
they did sometimes.

            "Well, well, late again the third time this week Mr. Lane? I'm
afraid you and your friends are going to detention this afternoon,"
Mr. Ashtor , our pre-calculus teacher said looking up from the
dinosaur-computers the school provides. He was a fairly old guy with gray
streaks in his hair. He was a good teacher, very social with his
students. He was pretty nice for a teacher. Getting a detention from him
was pretty rare, unless he was mad enough.

            "Man! What the h--," Evan started to say, but Mr. Ashtor
interrupted him before he could make up an excuse.

            "I don't care what the excuse is this time. You missed three
times. There's no reason you should be late to class. Don't even say the
Coach Billit. He and I are friends and apparently, all of you have been
lying to me. Unless you want me to write you up for skipping class, I'd
take that detention."

            Evan was going to say something, but just walked to his seat
along with his friends. Karma's a bitch, I thought to myself. I wasn't
worried about him, served him right.

            "Alright class, take out your textbook and your
notebooks. You'll write down notes that I write on the board," Mr. Ashtor
said to the whole class, while students did as he instructed.


            Finally, it was lunch. I headed out my class and waited in the
lunch line. I paid for my lunch and headed to my table, sitting in my seat
next to Bryan. At our table was Ali, her boyfriend Mikey, Jason, and
Josh. Ali and Mikey were the only straight ones here.

Ali was the leader of the Student Council, Prom committee, Green Club,
etc. You name it, she's in it. She was a cheerleader, but she said that
she'd rather help the students and school instead date the asshole football
players for popularity points. She had long, wavy, mahogany hair that
matched her olive-toned skin. She was really tall and thin. Sometimes, I
mistake her for an Amazon woman. She has a big, understanding, loving
personality. Who could hate her?

She was like the sister I never had.

Mikey--his real name is Mike--was a great guy to be around. He's very
accepting to gay people, funny, and corky. He was on the captain of the
school's baseball team with Bryan. They were great friends. He is the
tallest guy I've ever met in my whole life, surpassing Ali's amazon
height. Mikey was seriously dedicated to Ali. They've been going out since
the seventh grade and never once showed signs of falling apart. He never
lies, forgets, or gets mad at her. It's like they were
match-made-in-heaven.

Jason was mostly my close friend. We met in last year when he came here to
Grayson High. He was harassed by Evan and his friends because they found
out he was gay. Ali and I decided to take him in as our friend since he
didn't know anyone. He was adorable and quiet. He never spoke unless you
were talking directly to him. I admit he was cute, but he was too
young-looking for me. Like a teddy bear you just want to hug. He was
obsessed with Josh, always talking about him when he's either with me or
Ali. He just can't find it him to ask Josh out. He said one of days he
will. He's a good kid overall.

Josh was my best friend. We've known each other since kindergarten--his
parents were great friends with mine. He's the best guy to go to if you
need advice. He's been there for me as you've been there for him. He was
extremely hot too. He's dated several guys at this school who aren't in our
group. But he just dated them for the fun of it. He never had sex with any
of them. He said wants to wait. I see why Jason's so in love with him. I
would have dated him too, but I put my friendship over physical
feelings. Years of friendship are worth more than a relationship that could
ruin the friendship if it ended badly. He was basically my size, same
height and has an awesome personality. I love him, but not in an emotional
way. I didn't want to lose him.

Ali and Mikey didn't like hanging out with other people because most of the
people in this school are nosy and insufferable. We didn't ask questions
about their relationship, nor did we butt in. Plus, Ali loves gay people
because her older brother was gay as well.

Mikey was the first one to speak at our table. "So are you guys coming to
our game Friday?" He and Bryan were the best players on the team. The
Grayson Tigers baseball team would nothing without them.

"You know that Noah and I will be there Mike sweetie. We'll working at the
food stands," Ali replied. I was dragged into working the stands with
because there wasn't enough people. She was fixing her hair using the
reflection on her phone. She looked good every day. Never will you catch
her without makeup on.

"I'm going with if Noah's going. He's my ride basically," Jason chimed in
with a low voice, almost like a whisper.

"Of course I will Jason. You don't even have to ask. Just let me know," I
said to Jason. He really didn't need to ask. He was so humble.

"Thanks Noah," he replied, eating an Apple while reading a book he had. He
was such a nerd, but he was a nice to be around.

"Well, I'm going to be working on supplying the team with drinks and stuff,
since the Student Council some of the members are sick," Josh put in.

"Great then it's settled," Mikey said happily. "Looks like all of us will
be there and busy," he added.

"I know my baby's going to be there," Bryan said, "he loves watching me
play. I think he gets off on it."

I blushed and said, "Well, he won't be getting any Friday, now that he said
that."

Everyone burst out laughing. Bryan smiled and put his arms around me. Then
a voice came behind us.

"Fags,"

Evan and his friends said loudly as they passed our table, loud enough for
the whole cafeteria to hear. Some turn to look at what he said, others paid
attention to their conversation. His insults were boring people now.

            "God, he needs to grow up. He's a senior and he still acts like
that," Josh said, rolling his eyes.

            "I totally agree with you Josh,"

Bryan added.

            "Us too," Ali and Mikey also added, almost saying it in unison.

            I looked at Jason's shy self. He nodded as a sign that he also
agreed.


            The day went on and finally the bell rings to home. I was
walking through the field area to the parking area. There were two areas
that offered car parking in Grayson High. One of them the students use is
in the front of the school--which I assume the reason is because it's
closer--the other in the back towards the school baseball/football fields.

Other people either park there because they're faculty members, late
students, or no room in the front parking lot. I like using the one over by
the fields because it's less crowded and I get to see Bryan play baseball
if I wanted to.

            As I was walking, I saw the teams of the football and baseball
players get ready for practice. They had separate fields, the baseball
field was one I was walking through. The baseball players were under a lot
of pressure due to their game this Friday. I didn't blame them, they worked
hard this year. The other years, they slacked off. The football players
didn't have to worry, their players were huge enough to take two
teams. We've won every year.

            While I was walking on the field close to the bleachers, a hand
grabs my arm and pulls me to the back bleachers.

It was Bryan. We were alone, nobody walks behind the bleachers, unless the
game announcers went to the tower. Bryan was in his full baseball outfit
with his cap on. I find that so sexy. It makes him look like a man. His
shirt showed off his muscular body and how tall he was compared to me. He
towers off me basically. I just wanted to have sex with him right there,
but I was scared that someone might pass by.

            He kissed me passionately and then let go. "Hey."

            "Hey Bryan, I was going to my car you know," I said, trying to
be cheesy. Instead, I was blushing at how hot he looks right now.

            "I just wanted to see you. Anyway, I was feelings kind of
horny," he replied with a crooked smile on his face. I loved the fact that
he has imperfections, it just makes him cuter.

            "Wow, really? At this time of the day? Especially when you have
practice today," I said, raising an eyebrow up.

            "Yeah, I was hoping you could give me a blowjob," he revealed
innocently.

            "Wow. I don't know. Do you want a blowjob? Not out here I
assume," I responded, looking around.

            "Hell no, we can go in the tower. No one's there," he said,
pointing towards to the tower. "I really want head babe.

I haven't gotten any in the last two days."

            "TWO days Bryan," I said, looking down at my boyfriend's
pant. He was rock hard. "Well, you can't practice with that."

            "Yeah, please tamed the beast," he said, trying to be funny.

            "Right," I replied, giggling a little.

            "Alright, I'm getting too fucking horny," he said, then picked
me up and threw me over shoulders. My books and messenger bag fell to the
ground in the process. "I want you to shut up and suck off."

            He easily opened the door with one hand, while holding my body
over his shoulder with the other. He was strong, another reason I loved
him. He wasn't weak. He put me down gentle and closed the door behind
him. He pulled down his pant quickly, revealing his beautiful.

It was nine inches and cut. I loved the way he shaved and kept himself
clean. Also making him even more very attractive.  It was pretty thick. I
loved it, obviously big enough for me.

            "Well, I'm waiting," he said, breaking my train of thought. I
was marveled by its beauty.

            "Hold your horses," I said before I got on my knees and took it
into my hands. I felt the heat and pulsing of his cock in my hand. It was
turning me on very bad. I licked the head and tasted the precum that had
came out. I played with the head till he grabbed me by the hair.

            "Noah, stop teasing the fuck of me.

I have practice. Play with it later," he said looking at me with his
mesmerizing hazel eyes. It drove me insane. I did as he wanted and took his
whole cock in my mouth. I gagged a little, but started sucking it like a
pro. I've sucked his dick so many times that it was like part of my daily
routine. He loved my blowjobs, he said I was great at it. Even though he
was the only person I ever sucked.

            I kept doing the best I could to keep him satisfied. I knew he
was, because he was moaning pretty damn loud. He gripped on my hair as he
was getting close. My jaw was starting to hurt, but I just kept going. I
couldn't stop.

            "Fuck Noah...Noah...Noah! That feels so damn good. Keep sucking
like that! I'm getting close," he moaned. "I'm about to shoot! You want to
swallow it," he asked, looking at me with lust in his eyes.

He was about to pop his load.

            As I nodded to yes, he tensed up and squirted his hot, warm cum
in my mouth. I swallowed and it tasted good, coming from him of course. I
was so horny that I licked the reminders of cum left on his cock. I looked
up at Bryan. He had big grin on his face. I knew at that moment that I did
my duties as a boyfriend.

            "How'd you like that one," I asked him.

            "That was so fucking hot Noah!" he answered, loudly. "You
always know how to give good blowjobs."

            "Well, I've been with you long enough. I should," I said,
getting up and straighten out my clothes.

            "You still have some left on your mouth," Bryan pointed out,
brushed it off with his thumb. I licked it off. I love how he noticed the
small things.

            "Mmm. You taste good," I said, putting my arms around him and
kissed him.

            "Well, I try to eat right so it can taste for you," he laughed,
kissing me back. "Alright, I got to go. The team's probably getting ready."

            "Whatever it is, it works for me," I replied.

            His face turned red. "Well, I got to go. The team's probably
right about done setting things up," he replied back, correcting his
cap. Some of his dirty blonde hair was sticking out. He was so damn cute.

            He opened the door and both of us walked out like nothing
happened. How cheesy and obvious we made it look.

            "See you tomorrow babe," he said, kissing before walking off to
the field.

            "See you too, sweetie," I yelled at him. He heard and turned
around, blowing a kiss to me. I smiled at that.  I turned and walked to my
car smiling.