Romance Therapy : Part 3

Lunch that day was slighty awkward, i mean i had just seen my new bestfriend have sex with a boy. I don't know whether he'd be shy and embarrassed about telling me, or whether he'd be annoyed that i sat outside his car watching. Either way i had to ask didn't I? After my Art class Jay was leaning against the wall waiting for me, he looked beautiful, i always heard girls say things like "The nice good-looking ones are always gay" i guess they were right in that sense. I must of looked slighty 'off' when i came out because he took hold of my arm, "Whats wrong Kieran?" he said, he looked concerned. I shook my head, "Can i, erm... Talk to you a sec?" i stuttered, he nodded and we walked away from the crowd coming out my class.

"Okay this is kind of awkward..." i started.
"Go on?" his kind eyes made it slightly easier.
"Well i came looking for you at break because you said you drive to the shops..."
"Kieran we don't have all day."
"Okay well i saw, you and Ruben, erm...Having sex." I shut my eyes, if i had angered Jaymee i would of been left all alone again. I opened my eyes and he was grinning at me and shaking his head.

"What?" i said slowly. "Yeah, Ruben's my boyfriend, sorry i should of told you not to come out today in case it like freaked you out or something, i hope you don't mind that i'm gay Kieran beacause i'd still love to be friends" he explained.
"I want to be friends with you Jay, what about everyone else, do they know?"
"Know?!" Jay laughed, "Jack's with Taylor, Harry and Adam are together if you couldn't work that one out!" I smiled and nodded, pleased that i'd picked up on that one earlier.
"And Leo, Kieron?" i asked.
"Leo's kind of with a boy in the year below, i don't really know whats going on, and Kieron's not with anyone, why are you interested?" he joked, "Come on lets go get lunch".

Now i'm not going to describe everday of college, but my first day has the most importance, it's the day i realised of who i was going to be, and who was going to hold my most interest. My friends were gay, there was no need to be afraid if i was. My younger brother had come out as bi-sexual, so it's not like my family would have a problem with it. I just knew admiting it to myself was going to be difficult. Plus, it was difficult enough getting a girlfriend (and as you probally know some right ugly fucks can get girlfriends these days) so i don't know if i was going to get a boyfriend, sure i didn't mind right now, but being like the only single one out of your friends is not the one.

After lunch Adam, Jay, Jack and I went to the changing rooms. I quickly darted in the toilets, put on grey tracksuit bottoms and a white t-shirt on. I still didn't feel good enough about myself to get changed infront of everyone. I came back out, my friends didn't question anything. I suddenly felt that cold chill again, i look up as i'd been going through my bag to see 'Mr Hunter' pulling off his black shirt, i thought he was a twig when i saw him in History class, but obviously it must of been the black he was wearing. For he had a hard six pack, strong arms and beautiful pecs all covered in the flawless, snow white skin, he looked airbrushed. Once he was in his sport kit he moved to a locker which Jay was infront of.

He was slightly taller then Jay probally about 6'2. "Excuse me." Scott said in this sarcastic tone, which kind of implied that Jay should of made way for him anyway. Jay scuttled out the way, and he put his stuff in the locker and proudly walked off, his tight little arse shifting from left to right. For some reason i was out of breath? "Who...is he?" I stammered. "Thats Scott Hunter" Jay said and then he looked down and saw my face, "And yes i know hes gorgeous Kie, but don't waste your time, he's a dick as you can tell, plus he's had loads of girlfriends, i doubt he'd be interested in a guy, even someone as adorable as you!" Jay giggled and pinched my cheeks. I spent all sports lesson watching Scott run about with his friends, the other football (soccer) players.

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Two weeks had gone buy, it was now the last day before the christmas holidays and we were in a History lesson, Scott opposite me often glaring at me with his blue eyes, nothing new, but it still made me sweat. Oh and he'd cut his hair, shorter and spikey, looked so sexy that i remember almost falling off my chair when i saw it, god if only he wasn't such a dick! "Kieran and Scott" Mr Cartel said. I just about died right then. He had been pairing everyone up for a History project that we were meant to complete over the three week holiday. Now if you knew more about my life you'd know that i am extremely unlucky, but this was just taking the piss! There are twenty-two people in this class and it had to be him! The one person i wanted to spend time with but at the same time was terrified to. The bell rang and it was time to go home, i walked out the classroom in a total panick. "Hey wait" a deep cool voice said behind me and i felt a hand on my shoulder, more gentle than i thought it would be, but it still made me jump. I span round, "what?" i said, trying to sound confident, but i was shaking and my eyes were so wide, it was obvious i was scared shitless.

"Where are you going?" Scott asked me.
"Well, home i guess."
"Where do you live, because like we have to do this project together" Scott said as we started walking to make our way out of school. I told him my address which he typed and saved into his phone. "Okay cool" he said.
"Why can't we do it round your house?" i asked.
"My dad hates people who aren't English."
"How do you know..."
"Your accent, where are you from?"
"Colombia, in South America" i said, "Hey do you want my number or something so we can arrange days to work on the project?", Scott looked at me and said in his sarcastic tone, "No need, i'll come yours when i feel like it." And he turned away and walked off. I was livid! "What the actaul fuck!" I screamed after him, I got a few weird looks so I chose to shut the hell up and go find everyone to walk to the station with.

I came out the main gates still completely furious and found everyone including the gorgeous twins Ruben and Maxxie. A boy was wound round Leo and they were in serious making out mode. I noticed the boy as someone called Reegan, he had been in the year below me at high school and got into a lot of fights. Reegan looked like me in a way, but he wasn't awfuly skinny like me, was atleast two inches taller and had green eyes instead of gold. He saw me and nodded, we'd never spoken but he recognized me, i smiled back, even though i was angry as fuck. "Hey Max" i said, sitting next to him. "Hi Kieran, its nice to see you again" he said in his dreamy far away voice as he looked at me with his dark blue eyes. "You too" i said blunty. Suddenly his body went stiff, "What is it Max?" Jay said, and everyone looked at him. "Oh My God, it's Alex!" Max scrambled in the middle of us all to try and hide. "Max? What the fuck are you doing? He's your boyfriend, what are you bothered about?" Ruben questioned. "I'm in an old tracksuit Ruben? The one day I come out in a tracksuit he chooses to show up, how did he even know i was here, i mean i mentioned i was coming to see my friends but jesus christ!" I remember wanting to break out into a fit of giggles over Max's 'dilema'. "Max shut the fuck up, he's already seen you, he's staring right at us, and he obviously knows your here because he can see me, now get over there!" Ruben demanded, grabbing Max's hoodie and shoving him towards Alex.

Alex was at least 25 years old, with dark stubbled around his chin and short brown hair and dark eyes. "I'll see you guys later" Max said, he had blushed and looked all pretty and pink. I felt a pang of jealousy as i watched Max walk off towards this Alex, everyone had someone but me.

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Christmas had been and gone, and it was the 27th of December, the day before my 18th birthday. This was when i was sitting around, home alone, minding my own bussiness and i heard a load knock at the door. I opened the door and there stood Scott Hunter, In baggy Jeans, a tight blue t-shirt and a black jacket. I felt angry all over again, "What is it?" i said bluntly. "What do you mean what is it? I'm here to do the project, you busy?" he asked me, like i was fucking stupid or something. "No i'm not busy, do you know how rude it is to just show up at someones house-" he cut me off by saying "well i did warn you." I couldn't be asked to keep arguing with him so i just let him in. "Have a nice christmas?" he asked, even though he clearly wasn't bothered. I nodded and asked if he had too. He said replied with "Yeah, i mean christmas is christmas" I wasn't sure what that meant and I actauly didn't care. "What are you doing for the rest of the holiday?" Scott asked again, he was just trying to make conversation, he wasn't really interested. "I don't know, it's my birthday tomorrow, I think the boys are coming round for a bit or something." Scott nodded and i suggested that we started on what he came here to do.

We went upstairs to my room, which considering it was winter, was really hot. Scott took off his jacket, and i could see his muscles through his tight t-shirt. I got the task sheet from my desk, and got some pens and paper. I sat on the bed and he layed on the floor, and started writing the titles and suggesting what bit we should do where. I just nodded, he rolled over and pulled off his top. It was going to be difficult for me to get any work done. I mean this boy may of been rude, tottally up his own arse, but he was beautiful, and i was capivated by him and would be for some time- "Kieran?" Scott said, looking at me with his powerful blue eyes, he was now standing infront of my bed, giving me this arrogent puzzled look. "Umm..What?" I said. "Well I was telling you to read this" he held up a history book and raised his eyebrows, "and asking you if you thought we should draw this picture and use it as a front cover so that our assignment is like a book, so that way it's easier for-" I had stopped listening again, i was watching his beautiful lips move, listening to his soothing voice but not actaully taking in the words.

Scott stopped and folded his arms over his firm pecs, and gave me that evil glare i had recieved on the first day. "What" he said firmly, making me snap back into my senses "are you doing?" I suddenly became scared, I didn't want him to punch me or anything. But he sighed and sat down next to me on the bed. "Touch me, don't be scared, I know you want too" he said. It would be a lie to say that this didn't shock me but I timmidly reached up and rubbed his chest. Thats when it happened, he leaned in our lips almost touching, "I knew it...You don't have to hide it anymore Kie" and he put his arms around me and placed me back so i was lying down and he was lying ontop of me. "You've got beautiful eyes" he whispered, "But your so thin?" That hurt, he saw it in my face and didn't say anymore. Instead he kisssed me, his lips felt amazing, soft, wet, passionate. My first kiss was the most amazing experience i had ever had. And as we kissed it all went away, the pain of moving to another country, being bullied, my fathers death, my illness, it just all went away. Scott was so gentle and caring, it was too much to feel love like this that tears spilled out of my eyes.

Scott pulled away, i could tell he understood that these were tears of happiness. I told him about my time at high school being constantly beaten up and harrassed, he told me that until his last year of high school, when he developed muscles and a passion for sports that he was the freak and social outcast and he knew the pain. I told him about dad, his mom had killed herself earlier this year on valentines day. I had no idea, he seemed like the kind of person who had it all. I didn't dare tell him about how ill i had been, and still was. I cuddled into his chest and cried, i never knew someone with a huge popular status could be so caring. Scott took off my jeans carefully and we kissed again, when we pulled away we stared at each other, his scary blue eyes were now so calming and he smiled, it was the first time i'd seen him smile and it was a beautiful angelic smile. He then took off my boxers and reached under me and felt my big round arse, it was weird how that was the only thing that had stayed fat when i lost all that weight, but guys like big, round, firm bums don't they? So i wasn't bothered and by the looks of it neither was Scott.

He kissed my lips, then my chin, then my neck, he lifted my t shirt and planted a few kisses on my stomach. Now he was at my rock hard dick and kissed the and licked up and down my shaft. He kissed my balls and then put my legs over his shoulders. I felt his hands prise open my cheeks and thats when i felt his tongue, licking round and round my little sensetive pink hole that had never been touched by anyone. I lay my head back and gasped for breath and just let him do his thing. Theres no way a woman could ever make me feel like this. I was gay and in awe of Scott Hunter. And as my tiny moans filled the room, as everything disapeared and i felt like i was floating, as i entered pure extacy, i honestly hoped Scott felt the same way about me.