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I opened my eyes at the sound of my alarm, it felt as if it was inside my head. I rolled over, my neck was sore i must of slept on it funny. I got up and went of a piss still half asleep. I came back to into my room and turned away from the wardrobe before pulling my boxer briefs off. I never looked at myself naked, i hadn't since i become ill, i didn't feel comfortable about who i had become, but we'll get to that later. I fumbled around my room for clean underwear and a vest, i finally turned back to look in the mirror.

I looked myself up and down. I'm 5'6 ft, small i know, i have no idea why i am so short, my sister is 5'3, but shes a girl so thats alright. But all my brothers (i have 5 brothers) are tall, i even think m younger brother will beat me soon! My tan looked paler than normal but still pretty dark. I had bags under my golden eyes, they are one of the few things i like about myself. I dabbed them with wet wipes to refesh them and get rid of the bags. I have dark brown, almost black hair which i spike up, i'm so glad it has grown back now. I reached for my best pair of Jeans and a white t shirt, i liked it because it was Holister and the white made my tan looker better, also i didn't look so pathetic and skinny in these clothes, i've lost a lot of weight over two years...

I went downstairs where my noisy loving family were tucking into orange juice and toast. I have a twin sister, and five brothers as i mentioned before, two are older, and the other three our younger. With all the Job cuts in britan recently they've had to move back in. "Morning Kieran!" My mothers voice came loud and clear. My mother is young, and four years ago her husband (our dad) killed himself from depression. I was angry back then, i thought he was so selfish, but now i know the true meanings of depression and just wanting it all to end that i'm not mad at him anymore, i miss and love him as much as i did the day he went. I would defend my mum and siblings with my life. "Morning guys" i said, snatching a slice of toast and taking sips from my orange juice between bites. My mum was reading through my college manual, my grades weren't good enough to get into the college my siblings had gotten into. Thats when it hit me, that after 3 years of no school, no lessons, no having to see or speak to anyone other than family...i was going to college.

My mum was just as nervous about my first day as i was, she knew how difficult it always had been for me to make friends. "Hopefully people in college are more mature than the ones in high school" i thought to myself. I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth and give my face another scrub. "Bye guys, Bye mum!" i said as i hugged her. "Bye kieran, good luck" she said, tears were in her eyes. My god i'm nearly 18! Not a three year old on my first day of school. Although stepping off the london underground train and walking through the streets until i got to a huge building felt scary and alien none the less. And it was nearing the end of the winter term, two weeks before the christmas holidays start, FANTASTIC! That will look normal! Especially when it would make more sense to come back in the new year when school started again.

After checking into the student reception i was told where to go, i was told to go down the corridor and turn left into another corridor filled with lockers and to find mine. She gave me a key with a number on it and i went on my way. Walking down there i felt so paranoid, it was obvious i was new. As i was walking to my locker (it was locker 245 which means it was quite far down) two boys went past me, i looked at my feet although they were laughing and pushing each other, i carried on searching for my locker when CRASH! One of the boys had pushed the other, he'd gone flying into me and now we were both on the floor, he had tottally flattened me, which wasn't hard as i was so small.
"I am so sorry!" the boy said giggling as he got up, "are you okay?"
"I think you might of broken something" i mumbled, half joking.
He laughed, pulled me to my feet and brushed me off, his friend was soon by his side.

"Your new aren't you?" his friend said, i nodded. "Well hey i'm Jaymee, they call me Jay" the boy who had landed on me said. "I'm kieran..." i whispered. "Nice to meet you Kieran, i'm Jack!" the other boy grinned at me and i forced a smile back. The last time i had been in school i was surrounded by young boys about 18, these boys were 18 and so manly. Both Muscled and atleast 6ft. Jaymee was tanned, i later found out he had lived in spain for two years, but was born in ireland which explained his fruity accent that i found quite sweet. He had big green eyes and the most perfect smile. His hair was short and a medium shade of brown. He had moved to england with his foster parents, his real parents died in a car crash when he was 5, it doesn't really affect him because he doesn't remember them, he told me he adores his young, trendy adoption parents.

Jack was mixed race, grey eyes, and a short black hair. He had lived in london all his life, and after three years of not being together his parents recently descided to give it another go, he's happy to live with them again. Anyways by the end of the day i had a whole new set of friends, Jay and Jack's friends who they had introduced to me. They were all lovely and beautiful in their own ways. Their names are: Kieron,Leo,Harry,Taylor and Adam. Also on the way home we ran into a pair of the most beautiful twins, dark hair, blue eyes, tall, slim, i later found out they were models. They were friends with my new friends, their names were Ruben and Maxxie, i was chatting away with them both in no time.

By the time i got home i was filled with happiness, i had never had any proper friends in my whole life and now i had a whole gang who seemed to think my shyness was sweet and polite rather than the kids in high school who thought i was a freak. After a shower i thought i would turn in for the night to prevent any bags under the eyes again, plus real lessons started tomorrow and i wanted to make a good first impression. I curled up in bed and hugged my tiny frame, but i couldn't sleep, i kept thinking about the other boys, i've always been able to appriciate when another boys nice looking, i can easly say who's ugly and who isn't but this was tottally different. I thought of them all in my room, some of them on my bed, some of them on my little chair, some on the floor, my new gorgeous friends everywhere. They were all in their underwear kissing. No. "Kieran stop this now!" i hissed to myself quietly, but i couldn't and i felt my dick getting rock hard.

I tugged my boxers off and looked down under my covers, it was 9 inches long now, not really thick but not slim either, another thing i like about myself. I reached down and took hold of my throbbing cock and started sliding my foreskin back and forth of the head. It felt amazing, i thought i would shoot right then, but i didn't i kepet pumping it up and down, moaning softly because i was biting into my bed covers, i didn't want to wake anyone up now did i? "Mmm!" i moaned as i imagined both Ruben and Maxxie kissing and licking my pole, while Leo,Kieron and Adam kissed and tickled my body and Harry Licked my virgin arse hole. Jaymee and Jack were filming us and giving the boys orders. "shit!" i groaned and 5 spurts of hot white cum shot onto my chest, my dick fell flacid and my mind fell back down to earth. I sat there shaking. Who was i kidding? I was 18 in three weeks and still a virgin, i know i had a reason for it, being stuck in hospital for three years and all but still in sounded kind of pathetic in my head "oh hi i'm kieran staggs, the eighteen year old virgin, yeah thats rihgt i've never even kissed before!". I wipped myself up, pulling my pants back on, gave a sigh and rolled over, it was time to get some sleep.

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