Disturbia : Part 1

I wake up to the sound of the alarm clock, my head pounding like there was a tiny man in there beating it with a giant hammer. I open my eyes , still groggy and hungover and try to sit up. the alarm continues to ring, until finally, unable to bear the noise anymore I extend my hand in the semi-darkness and make it stop. I sit up, with difficulty and get out of my bed. the carpeted floor of my bedroom feels warm and nice and I give an involuntary shudder as I step onto the cold tiles of the bathroom. I turn on the light and look into the mirror. I was pleasantly surprised to see that I didn't look as bad as I was feeling.  the face staring back at me was intense.

With my pale blonde hair,  piercing grey eyes and a square jaw I was attractive in a twilight/angel of death way. My name is Noah Haynes. I'm 18 and I live in rosewood, a small but developed place. My parents are both lawyers and we lived in Canada until recently. We had moved to rosewood a couple of weeks ago because some big law firm here had offered both my parents jobs with some seriously nice paychecks. Anyway, today's going to be my first day as a senior at rosewood high but I am definitely not looking forward to it. my parents are pretty cool with me drinking alcohol and don't really care if I do it in front of them, which is why I have a major hangover right now.

l'd gone to a party with my parents last night, but it kind of sucked and alcohol was the only thing that helped me through the night. Although, in retrospect I feel like I shouldn't have gotten carried away seeing as how I have to go to school today and it wouldn't do to puke all over my new classmates.

I brush my teeth and try to soothe the pain in my head. the clock now read 7:30 am and I draw back the curtains of my window and peer out from behind the glass. the sky is grey, as it often is here. which was just as well, since I'm not a fan of sunny weather or tans or sunscreen. I liked that it was kind of chilly and one could always feel a nip in the air. I head downstairs and am not surprised to see that my parent's aren't home. they hardly ever are. Which was fine by me since I liked my privacy.  I pour myself a bowl of cereal and after I finish I head upstairs for a shower.

The water's icy cold and I feel my body screaming silently in protest. however, my head does feel better after I step out.  I walk to my closet and look for something to wear. After trying on a couple of things I finally decide on a pair of dark-rinse jeans and a white t-shirt. I examine myself in the mirror. the clothes fit my 6 foot frame perfectly and I did look nice.

I put on a hoodie , grab my bag and head out after locking the door behind me. My school is only a few minutes from my house, so I decide to walk it up. As I walk into the building I feel people looking at me. I wasn't really embarrassed, though since I kind of did expect that to happen. I move down the crowded corridor and 10 minutes later I reach the principal's office and wait her to come in. I already knew her, since she was client at my parent's firm and my mom had introduced us earlier. 
 " Noah, little early, are you? "

I turn around to look at her. She enters through the doorway and sits in a swivel chair behind a huge desk littered with papers. I smile at her.
 " Yes, Principal Sylvester. I was kind of hoping to get to know the place before the classes started, don't want to get lost on my first day.  " I dazzle her with another smile, which she returns.
 " Yes Good idea. so have you looked around ? "
 " no ma'am. I didn't have a chance yet.  "

At this, she picks up the telephone on her desk and says  " Bring in Matthew Shepard from the waiting room "  to her assistant I presume.
 " Well, Noah that's settled then. Matthew will show you around. He's a senior too " she says.

I barely have time to think, when suddenly I see someone enter the room. My heart nearly skips a beat.
'Matthew' is tall, about 6'2 and broad shouldered with dark, messy hair and a slight black stubble on his perfectly structured face. Despite my best efforts, I can't help but stare at this guy. He was insanely hot.
 " Ah, Shepard, good that you're here. This is Noah Haynes. A new student " says Principal Sylvester, gesturing towards me.  " And I thought since this is his first day you could maybe show him around " . he turns his face in my direction and looks as though he's examining me.
 " Yeah, okay "  he says after looking at me for a few more seconds with his intense dark eyes.
 " Good, now off you go both of you. Enjoy your day Mr. Haynes and don't do anything too naughty " she says , giving me a slight smile and a nod.

We walk out of the room and spend the next few minutes walking in silence. Time I use to check out Matthew. He really was gorgeous and every time he moved I could literally see the muscles moving under his perfectly fitted black shirt. He wore dark rinse blue jeans that fit his legs in all the right places and made his perfect ass look even sexier. As I walked beside him I could smell his sexy scent,  which was a perfect mix of aftershave and his natural body musk. I could feel my cock hardening in my underwear.
 " So. . . Noah, where you from? "  he asks abruptly.

I blink at him, a little distracted by how masculine and sexy his voice sounded.
My cock was now rock hard and I could feel it straining against my jeans.
 " Fr-From Canada " I manage to say. God what was wrong with me? I tell myself to get a grip.
 " You've been here since you were a kid? "  I ask him, a little calmer now.
 " yeah, pretty much. My family's been here since the 1960s . My grandparents were one of the first people to move here " says Matthew.
 " that's cool. So what's this place like? "
 " Well, it's a nice place to live in, I guess "

We talk for a few more minutes, during which Matthew shows me around the classrooms and the cafeteria and the grounds.
As we walk towards his locker I notice that a lot of girls are staring at him. I feel a little annoyed but I should've expected this. He was too hot to be anonymous.

 " You, M-Dawg.  wait up man " I hear someone shout from behind us. We turn and I notice another guy running towards us.
 " Shawn, hey bro. good to see you " says Matthew enthusiastically as he chest bumps the guy.  " This, by the way, is Noah. He's a senior too. Transferred from Canada. Noah meet Shawn, my homeboy " he continues, looking at me now.
 " Hey " I say extending my hand for Shawn to shake.
 " hey man, welcome to rosewood high "  he says, giving me a weird grin. I guess Shawn was cute too. He was tall, muscular with tousled blonde hair and dark green eyes. Plus I could see his abs through the thin t-shirt he was wearing.
 " So, Noah, you plan to tryout for the football team? " he asks.
 " Yeah, I guess so.  It couldn't hurt to try out "
 " Oh bro,  trust me that is not true. The guys can get pretty aggressive. Might just end up with a few bruises here and there "  he says.
 " Noah, you should definitely try out " says Matthew suddenly.  " we're both on the team and you look like you have a good enough body to handle a few bruises "

I laugh and say that I will. Just then the bell rings and Shawn leaves us alone and walks away in the opposite direction.
As it turned out me and Matthew had almost all our classes together. I'm excited to have an excuse to spend more time with him. We reach our first class which is English. Matthew seemed to be quite popular and almost all the people in our class either waved or spoke to him.

Finally, after introducing me to a couple of his friends we find two empty seats one behind the other. Matthew takes the one in the back and I sit in the other one.
The class is quite boring and my mind begins to wander when suddenly, I feel Matthew's hand putting something in my lap. It's a note. I look back at him,  a little surprised and pleased but he signals for me to turn to the front.
I open the piece of folded paper.

 " So what'd you think ;) ?  "  is written in spiky handwriting.
 " About what? "  I write back in my neat cursive and pass the note back covertly. Matthew looks insanely cute and a gives me a small smile.
 " the school, your classmates. . . and me "  he writes back. I'm caught a little off my guard at this question. But I answer anyway.
 " Well, the school's nice, so are the classmates. . . but I'm yet to form an opinion about you ;) "  I write back, feeling a little flirty. I knew it was a bit of a risk to start flirting with him, but I decided to take a chance anyway.
 " why's that? I thought I was a good enough tour guide :( :( "  he writes
 " Yes,  you were good :P  " I reply.  he is about to write back I think, but the bell rings and we're instructed to copy down the assigned homework.

For the rest of the day Matthew is surrounded by his friends and the next time we speak is after I am done with the last class for the day, AP History-the only class I didn't share with Matthew. I pack my bag and am moving down the hallway when suddenly I see him walk towards me.

 " Hey, Noah.  " he says. I breathe in the now familiar scent that seemed to surround Matthew. He still smelled incredibly good and sexy although it was almost the end of the school day.
 " Listen,  why don't you come with me to the tryouts,  I can help you warm up " he says, giving me an encouraging smile.
 " Sounds great to me.  "  I say, a little happy that he offered.
 " Cool, let's go " he says and touches me on the arm lightly. I'm really surprised and my skin tingles at the place where his hand touched me. I could feel myself getting a little aroused. We reach the rooms and I see that there already lots of guys there. Most of them are muscular, naked and quite hot actually. The place is damp and the smell of sweat turns me on even more. My cock is now rock hard and I try to control the throbbing.
 " Noah, do you have any shorts? "  Matthew asks me.

 " Uh, no I don't actually " I say,  a little embarrassed.
 " That's fine "  he says and reaches into his locker and gives me a pair of red shorts.  " I actually haven't washed that since the last time I used it, but feel free to try it on " .
 " oh-uh, thanks " I say,  blushing a little at the thought of trying on Matthew's shorts.
 " Well, I guess I got you into my pants faster than you expected, huh? " says Matthew, his eyes a little narrow and with a half-smile playing on his lips.
 " Sure did "  I mutter, now completely horny.

To my excitement,  Matthew then slowly proceeds to remove his shirt, button by button to reveal a perfectly toned chest with hard pecks and washboard abs. his arms are defined and I can see his triceps bugle as he reaches for something in his locker. I then move my eyes over his delicious body, covering every inch of his hairless chest and flat stomach. His abdomen has a perfect V shape but he wasn't overly buff, which I liked

 " Aren't you going to get changed? "  he asks, his face looking a little too innocent.
 " yeah, sure "  I say, a little disappointed to have to look away from him. I remove my T-shirt and my jeans and I'm about to put on the red shorts when I turn around to see Shawn coming towards us. He's half naked and sweaty already and I could see his bulge through his tight shorts.
 " Well, well look who decided to come after all " says Shawn with a seemingly knowing smile.
 " Yeah,  Matthew did a pretty good job of convincing me "
 " Let's just hope that you make it through the evening without any broken bones " he says with a cheeky grin that showed off his pearly white teeth.

I then remove my pants and try on the shorts. They fit quite well,  too well in fact. I was turned on as it was, what with being in the presence of a half naked Matthew but the shorts were too much and I could feel my dick rise even further.
Now looking at myself in the mirror I catch Shawn looking at my butt. Was he checking me out? No way Shawn is into guys but it's been almost half a minute and Shawn seems to be devouring my ass with his eyes.

 " I see that you've changed " says Matthew, returning into the changing room " Red is definitely your color. You should keep the shorts " . I feel a swooping sensation in my stomach as he winks at me. All thoughts of Shawn forgotten, I follow Matthew outside onto the field. All throughout the tryouts I can barely concentrate on anything but him. Matthew really did look god like as he ran gracefully across the field with his muscles rippling under his skin and his hair all wet from running. Again, I catch Shawn staring at me a few times, but I don't give much thought to it. Despite the fact that I wasn't paying too much attention, the tryouts were good and the coach seemed reasonably happy with me. Not that I particularly cared about this but being in the team would give me an excuse to be with Matthew, if nothing else.

I change into my normal clothes, Matthew's red shorts now in my bag and start to head out when Matthew himself catches upto me.

 " You were great today " I say to him, smiling slightly.
 " you weren't so bad yourself. I think you're going to make the team " says Matthew, now stopping in his path.
 " we'll find out soon enough " I say, looking at my feet.
 " I really hope you do, Noah " says Matthew earnestly, his voice all low and sexy and looks at me intensely.
 " You do? "  I ask, staring right back at him, a little surprised by his tone.
 " Yes I do. . . . . more than you know " he whispers in my ear.

He now moves even little closer towards me and I can feel the heat radiating from his sweaty body. I feel myself inhaling in his sensuous trademark scent and feel pangs of arousal that both scared and excited me. I feel myself moving involuntarily towards him, like there was a magnetism between us. My heart is beating faster by the second and I can feel it in my tongue. There is now almost no space left between us and Matthew puts his hand around my lower back and pulls my body against his. I can feel his pulse as I place my hand around his neck. Matthew then brings his face level to me and place his lips against mine, just brushing them lightly. but the contact is enough to send me into overdrive and I kiss him back, more passionately. Our lips move roughly against each other and I feel his tongue in my mouth . I can taste the delicious salty taste of his lips and we kiss. His mouth feels wet and sloppy and my body is now charged with the spark of our contact. Finally, after a minute or so he breaks the kiss and looks into my eyes.

 " Well, that was definitely something, huh? " he says, grinning at me.
 " Yeah, it sure was " I say, still a little shocked that I had just kissed a guy I hadn't even known for a full 24 hours.
 " So, what'do you think of me now? "  he asks, a coy smile on his face.
 " Well, you're a good kisser " I inform him.
 " Haha, that's good to know " and pulls me back into a passionate kiss.

It feels weird, kissing him in the middle of the corridor but I can't bring myself to stop. It feels so right,  and natural to be with Matthew like that and there was something about his scent that sent my hormones into a frenzy. We keep making out, when suddenly I hear a small noise from behind the locker we're standing near, I ignore it but to my surprise I see the back of a blond head move quickly towards the doorway away from us and disappear. With a shock I realize that the sound I just heard was that of a camera clicking a picture. Matthew,  however, seemed to be lost in the act of kissing my neck and barely seemed to have noticed anything. With a sickening sensation, I acknowledge that the person who clicked the photo was. . . . SHAWN!!!!!!

*** TO BE CONTINUED.