Silver Fog: Part One

"Wesley, you're failing my class, and the only other way for your grades to get better is if we bring in a student Tudor," Mr. Wells stood towering my desk.

No one else was in the classroom, I had been coming here after football practice every Tuesday and Thursday for extra help. I was barley passing every other subject, but math and I didn't really go together. I had been put in a remediation class. I wasn't the type of person who just didn't do his work I really honestly tried. I stay up for hours studying for tests, and exams, but they all come back with a big red "F" on them. My mom tries many things to help improve his grades but nothing works. They tried taking me to a learning center, they tried helping me at home, they tried having the teacher Tudor me, and now I'm left with a student Tudor.

"Now I have a few students that are able to Tudor you, do you care who it's is?" Mr. Wells exclaimed walking over to his desk.
"No, I just want to get better," I was fully drained, physically, and mentally.
"Ok, he'll work with you Mondays and Wednesdays after football in the library," He said while scribbling down the information on an extra piece of paper, and handed it to Me.

I took the paper and headed for my car to go home. On my way to the car he looked at the paper and it read "Luke Williams Mon Wed Library". I remembered Luke, he was in his 8th grade class and always sat at the back. He was always getting A's on every assignment and rarely missed school. He had light brown hair and greenish yellowish eyes. His skin was a little paler than mine and he was about half a foot shorter than I was. I thought about how haven't seen him since 8th grade.

I unlocked my car and threw my bags in the back seat and slammed the door shut. I opened the front door and climbed in and turned the car on and turned up the music. I loved listening to music, it made me more relaxed and calm. I turned around and started backing out of the parking lot and drove off toward my home where I could hopefully rest.

When I pulled into the driveway I saw that my older brother was home from work and my mom was out. I parked the car in the driveway, turned it off, and grabbed my bags and lugged them inside to my room. My room was on the second floor of my house and was painted the usual blue like almost every other kid in the world, it was covered in poster of his "idols" as he told people when they came over, but I was more of some eye candy everyday. My bed was in the center of my room with a blue and red comforter and a few pillows. It was big enough for two people to fit on it. I had a desk in the corner of my room where my computer sat. I really only use it for research or assignments or just to surf the internet.

When I entered my room I threw my bags over by my desk and jumped on the bed face first. I laid there closing my eyes thinking out my future, a college scholarship for football, maybe even play in the NFL. Find someone that's loves me for me and get married, if they made legal everywhere, and live in a big house. I chuckled to myself knowing things would never go that perfectly for anyone, let alone me. I sighed and closed my eyes completely and drifted in to light sleep.

I soon felt someone shaking me and I didn't want to open my eyes but I had to. I opened them and looked at who was waking me and it was my best friend, Xander. He looked at him and rubbed his eyes again and sat up wondering why he was here in my room. Xander chuckled to himself and stepped back giving me a minute to fully wake up.

"Dude what are you doing here?" my voice was still groggy from falling asleep.

Xander was just about the same height as me. He had dark brown hair, and tan skin that stayed tan all year long. He has green hazel eyes, that are very attractive. He has some more muscle than me, but that's because he just about lives in the gym. He was a very handsome person, but I knew him to since like kindergarten,so it was weird to like him. Xander new that I was gay, along with the rest of the school, and they seemed to accept me for who I am. Xander was a womanizer and slept with just about any girl he could. He even keeps asking me to sleep with him just so he "experiment" with guys, but I wouldn't let him, it's creepy.

"We're going out tonight," Xander stood there with his arms crossed.
"Where are we going?" I asked changing my cloths to something a little nicer than my workout cloths I had fallen asleep in.
"It's a surprise!" Xander blurted out.
"Okay I'll be right out," I said tying my shoes, and grabbing my phone.

When I was finally ready I jogged out the front door and hopped into to the passenger side of Xander's car. The second I buckled my seatbelt Xander was backing out of the driveway and roared down the street. Xander had the music turned up pretty high and it was hard to hear him if he talked, but he usually didn't because he was in his own world.

"DUDE, YOU GONNA TELL WHERE WE'RE GOIN'?" I had to yell over the music.
"NOPE, JUST GONNA HAVE TO WAIT AND SEE!" he yelled back.

I sighed and leaned back in my seat and closed my eyes letting the music sink into my head. I was feeling a better now, full of energy and ready for a night on the town with the guys. Every Friday night myself, Xander, and a few guys on the football team would go out to a bar or club and just hang out for a while, and I figured it was what was happening tonight.

Sure enough I was right. Xander pulls into the parking lot of a bar called 'NUMB3R5'. It was an unusual name, but it served its duty as a bar. I unbuckled my seatbelt and opened the door to get out. I set my feet on the ground and stood up, and as I stood up and hit my head on the roof, and the second I done it he mumble a few words of hate under his breath. Finally standing and holding my hands on his head we headed for a group of my friends by the entrance.

When I got over to the group of friends I saw some of the cheerleaders from my school came, we greeted them and made some small talk until someone suggested when actually go into the bar. A few people laughed at the comment and they started for the entrance. The body guard gave us an unsure look but one of the girls gave him a suggestive look and we got in easily.

The bar was full of young people most likely college student and a few older adults but it's was pretty noisy. I walked over to the bar and ordered something to drink, and that's when Xander came over and ordered a water. I looked at him in surprise and he mouthed the word 'driving" to him and I gave him a smile. I figured that was a smart idea and he grabbed his beer and made my way to the dance floor.

On the floor I danced with a few of the girls that tagged along. When I had finished my first drink I went back to the bar to get another one, but Xander stopped me and took my cup, and I was about to yell at him when he gave me a new one. I took the new one and smiled at him and gave a quick thank you and started walking over to the table were everyone was and sat down taking a sip of his beer. It tasted a bit weird and he looked at it and it looked the same but it was still good.

It was getting pretty late and I was full out drunk, I really couldn't tell who was who, and I was just so happy and energetic. I started feeling really good, like high good. I figured it was just the alcohol and continued socializing and dancing. I looked at my phone and it read 12:37 AM. I thought I should find Xander and they could start heading home.

I started looking for him and couldn't find him anywhere. I searched the dance floor and the restrooms, and soon, the entire bar, and he was nowhere to be seen. I decided to go see if he was outside, so I walked towards the door but tripped a few times because I couldn't see right. When I got the door I looked outside and couldn't see him and went to turn back to go back inside when I head butted right into someone.

I looked up and rubbed my head yet again, looking right into the strangers eyes. My heart melted when I saw a set of beautiful eyes staring right into my own. This person was perfect, tall, tan, and muscular. I stood there with my mouth hanging wide open, when the stranger spoke.

"Sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going,"
"Umm...I I I wass j just s s sorry," I said slurring my words.
"Yeah, you know you have the most amazing smile," he spoke confidently.
"T t thanks," slurring my words yet again.
"You, look lost, do you need a ride home or something?" He asked.
"Umm, y yeah, thankss," I smiled to himself.

The stranger took my hand and dragged me towards the car. When they got to the car he opened the car door for me, and I got in. The stranger got in the other side and noticed I struggling to plug my seatbelt in and did it for me. He smiled up at me and started the car and I think I told him where to go. Just before he pulled out of the parking lot he leaned over and kissed me. Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was the horny teenage bot inside me, but I reached over grabbed his shirt and pulled him in for another kiss.

We were driving on the highway now and I couldn't wait to get home. I was in a car with an insanely cute guy, and he was happy and ready for what was to come. When he pulled up to the house I unbuckled my seatbelt and got out of the car along with the stranger. I reached over to the stranger and grabbed his hand and pulled him to the front door, where I searched for the key. I couldn't find it and when I looked up the stranger had already opened the door.

"It was already unlocked," he told me.
"Umm, okay," I said very confused.

I was pushed up against the wall with my legs wrapped around the stranger and my arms around his neck, lightly brushing his dark brown hair. I could hear my own heavy breathing as well as the strangers. I started rubbing my hands up and down the strangers back, and soon enough I was pulling his shirt off over his head. I pulled back to admire the strangers body and hopped down onto the ground and rubbed his hands over his smooth chest.

I leaned back in to kiss him some more and this time I was picked up and laid down on the bed staring up at the stranger. I could feel a pair of hands lightly brushing my skin on his stomach. Soon the hands explored upwards to my chest and I was loving every minute of it. I let a few soft moans escape my mouth and the stranger came up and kissed me. In one quick motion my shirt had been taken of and thrown onto the ground next to the bed.

The stranger leaned down to kiss me once more and then started to kiss all down my chest. He continued kissing lower and lower, until he got to my pants. He slowly undid my jeans pulled them off and onto the ground. He kissed the huge bulge in my under wear and went on kissing the inside of my thighs, and he came back up and grabbed the band of my boxers in his mouth and pulled them off. Once they were off my dick slapped against my stomach, and the stranger took hold of it in his hand and started stroking it in his right hand.

I threw my head back onto the pillows and let out a loud moan, and with that he started moving his hands faster. The loader I moaned the faster he went until I couldn't bare it anymore and pulled back. I pulled him onto the bed and saw that he already was out of all his cloths and had a huge dick. His dick was bigger than mine, mad mine was about 8-inches. I looked at it in awe, and the stranger pushed my head towards his dick.

I opened my mouth and let his dick slide right into my mouth. At first I really couldn't take the much, but after a while I was able to take most of it in my mouth. He kept moaning and I could tell he was close. His legs were shaking and he was basically screaming. One last bob and I slid the whole thing in my mouth and kept it there for a few seconds then brought my head back up. I coughed a few times afterward but it was worth it, and his dick tasted so good.

He brought me up toward him and planted a kiss on my lips and turned my over onto my stomach. He lifted my hips in the air and put his hands on my ass. I had a feeling I knew what was coming and even though I thought of myself as more of a top, I wasn't going to stop him now. He spread my ass open and stuck his tongue right into my hole. I moaned in pure pleasure and readjusted myself on the pillows. He pulled back and spit on my hole and stuck his tongue back in. I shoved my face in the pillows and moaned so loudly you could still hear it through the pillows.

A little while after I heard him spit, and I looked back and he was rubbing his huge cock. He put a finger up to my hole and began to push. It was a little painful, but after a minute or two it was all pleasure. He then stuck two fingers in my ass and that sent pain all through my body. I screamed out in pain, and bit the pillow so I wouldn't yell anymore. He just held his fingers in my ass up and the pain started going away, and the please returned. He moved them forward and pulled them out and pushed them back in and I started knowing why people like taking it up the ass.

He pulled his fingers out and I waited for him the push them back in, but he never did. In stead he came around the front of me and stoves his dick into my mouth. I was surprised at first, but quickly started sucking it. He grabbed the back of my head and shoved his dick all the way down my throat and held it there. I gagged and he pulled all the way out and gave me a kiss. He stood up and went back to the others end of the bed mad placed his dick right outside of my hole.

I never knew that I would be in a position where I wanted someone to shove a huge thick dick up my ass, but I was and I wanted it bad. It was going to be the first time I was fucked by someone and I was ready for it. He slowly pushed the head of his cock inwards and it was pure pain. I wasn't used to this big of a thing inside of me, just fingers. He was in about a forth of the way and stopped for a minute. I got comfortable with it and I pushed my his back, a little to quickly and I basically just shoved the rest of his dick in my ass. I let out a load scream and the stranger shoved my head into a pillow to keep me quiet.

I was breathing heavily now and after about five minutes the stranger started pulling his dick out, but just before he was all the way out he shoved it back in. I winced in pain every time he would push it back in because it was so huge. I had almost taken the whole thing when he pulled all the way out. I looked back at him and he flipped me over onto my back. He spread my legs apart and held them with his hands, and guided his dick into my hole. I winced when he enter again but soon after it was pleasure. He grabbed ahold of my hard cock and started stroking it. I moaned loudly and I was in pure paradise right now.

He put my legs behind him and I wrapped them around him, and he put his hands right by my sides. He shoved himself all the way in and came in and kissed me at the same time. I however couldn't stop moaning from the pleasure that he was giving me, and his breathing was really heavy. I could tell that he was really close, so I reached out and grabbed my own and started tugging on it which gave me more pleasure. He leaned down once more and kissed me while fully shoving his meat up my ass, and he let out a load, and long moan.

I felt a warm lipid shooting up my ass. At first I was surprised, I thought he was going to pull out and shoot it on me not in me, but it didn't really bother me right now. Another load shot up my ass and boy did it feel good. His breathing started to slow down a bit and he reached for my cock and that stoking it. He left his dick inside of me and my legs started to tremble. I was close real close and his movements kept getting faster, I could barely hold it in anymore and with one final stroke I shot my seed onto my chest and stomach. I was laying there moaning from my orgasm and the stranger finally pulled out and got up off the bed.

I looked at him, my vision still a blur, but I could tell he was gorgeous, even covered in seat and cum. I stared at his ass as he exited the room and checked the time on my phone, 2:13 AM. It was pretty late, or early, and I was tired, so I reached up for my tissue box but couldn't find it. I looked around for a few seconds and figured I moved it that day. I just shrugged it off and closed my eyes ready to go to sleep. I heard soft foot steps and felt someone crawl into the bed, and lay next to me. I turned and snuggled into the person laying there next to me, and they wrapped there arms around me and I fell asleep.

The next morning when I woke up my ass was sore, and someone had there arms wrapped around me. I quickly realized what happened last night and smiled. I looked around the room and noticed that I wasn't in my own room. This room was painted red and white. I looked around and saw pictures of girls in bikinis on the walls, and trophies on shelves. I knew exactly who's room this was and when I did, I stood strait up. I looked down at the boy sleeping in the bed, it was Xander. He had tricked me into getting drunk and sleeping with him.

I quickly grabbed my clothes and put them on. I basically shoved my shoes on and grabbed my phone and quietly snuck out of the room making little noise. I ran down the steps and out the door and slowed down once I was fully outside. I walked with my hands in my pocket wondering why I would let him do this to me. Even though I did like it, it was weird because it was him, if it was anyone else it would be okay, just not him, my best friend. I rounded the corner of my street and my phone started to ring, I looked at it and it read Xander's name.

"Hello," I answered it.
"Dude, why'd you leave?" He asked wanting an answer.
"I just found it weird that my best friend tricked me into sleeping with him, so I left," I was a bit agitated.
"Dude, I was going to make you breakfast and other sappy things when you sleep with someone,"
"Well, I'm sorry, but I don't want to be having an awkward breakfast," I was sounding a little hostile.

"I'm sorry, I knew you wouldn't let me any other way, so I had to get you drunk," he sounded truly sorry.
"It's okay, so, how was it?" I asked having to know.
"Ahh, man it's was awesome, you whimpered like a puppy, mad so suck dick better than girls, I think I'm going bi," he sounded excited and energetic.
"Haha, well when I was drunk I thought you were some random cute guy," I confessed.
"Oh, so you do have a crush on me?" he just sounded full out horny.

"No, I just said you're good looking," I stated opening the front door to my house.
"Ah-huh, just that, so what you doing later?" He asked in a suggestive tone.
"Haha, nice try, your not going to fuck me again,"
"Oh why not," he fake cried.

"Your a pig, and your probe ally jerking off to my voice right now," I said grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge.
"Maybe,"
"Oh my god, you are," and with that I hung up.

I took my shoes off and headed upstairs to get a shower. I opened the bathroom door and turned the shower on and went back into my room to put my phone down and charge it. Once it was plugged in I returned to the bathroom, and started to sundress myself. When I took my shirt off I noticed that my dried cum was all over my cheat and stomach. I rolled my eyes and began taking my pants off. That's when I realized I left my boxers at Xander's and I would most likely wouldn't get them back.

I stepped into the show letting the warm water run down my skin for a bit. I grabbed the soap and started scrubbing my stomach and then my chest, and then turning to let the water wash everything away. I wash my ass as well just in case Xander's cum was still there. Once I finished I turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, letting the cold air hit me. I quickly grabbed a towel and wrapped myself in it. I dried my body off and wrapped the towel around my waist.

I walked into my room and searched through my dresser for something to wear. I found a pair of grey sweatpants and a simple t-shirt. Saturdays were my bum days and I really didn't wear underwear on these days unless I was doing something. I went and sat on my bed and looked for the remote to the TV, and I found it on the ground underneath my school stuff. I laid down on my bed and turned the TV on. There was nothing really on so I just watched the sports channel go over the top plays of the week. I was just relaxing when the doorbell rung.

I sat up in my bed and put my feet onto the ground, and stood up. I spread my arms out and stretched before I headed downstairs. I unlocked the door and pulled it open. On the other side of the door was a boy about my own age. He had light brown hair styled up and to the left slightly. He was smiling and his teeth where perfectly white, and his eyes, oh my gosh his eyes, they were a light blue that I have never seen before. He was a few inches smaller then me, and had a gorgeous tan, and muscular build. He wore a white t-shirt that said "Marriage Equality" in rainbow letter, a pair of dark colored jeans, and a pair of black convers.

"Hello, my name is Tanner, and I'm here to ask if you would sign a petition for same-sex marriage," he spoke in a cheerful manner.
"Ah, yeah, sure," I took the clipboard and signed my name.
"Thank you, your vote will be appreciated, Mr.," he looked down at the clipboard "Dillon,"
"No problem," I said leaning against the door frame, and crossing my arms.
"Have a great day," he gave a quick wink and turned and headed off down the driveway.

I waved back towards his direction and as I did that I slipped of the doorframe and fell right into the potted flowers. The pot broke and dirt started spilling everywhere and when I looked up I saw Tanner walking down the sidewalk looking at me and chuckling to himself. He waved and vanished off to the next house.

I stood up and dusted the rest of the dirt off my cloths and pushed the loose dirt close to the pot to get later. I walked inside, shut and locked the door and went and sat on the couch. I sat there and ran the vision of Tanner though my head over and over again. I thought to myself 'why didn't you get his number, or at least his last name'. I got up off the couch and went back up to my room until it was time to get dinner ready.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

I rolled over and hit the alarm on my end table. My eyes opened slowly, knowing I had to go to school today. I pushed myself out of bed and grabbed a towel out of the hallway closet, and stepped into the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror, my hair was always messy in the morning. I looked myself over, muscular, bright grey eyes, dirty blonde hair, and white teeth. I didn't know what made him so good looking, I guess it was my facial features, but I don't know.

I turned the shower on and hopped right in. The cold water in the beginning made me jump and caused me to wake right up. I did that every morning or eels I would fall asleep standing in the shower. I scrubbed my body down, and washed my hair and stepped out, and dried myself off. I wrapped the towel around my waist and walked out the door into my room. I grabbed a pair of faded jeans, and a green and blue shirt. I put on some black socks and a wrist watch, and headed downstairs. I opened the fridge and grabbed the milk and cereal from the pantry. I put them into a bowl and began eating.

I listened to the morning talk shows and they were talking about how some celebrities are going insane, and stuff like that. Once I finished I put the bowl and spoon in the dishwasher, and walked upstairs. I took my toothbrush off the charger and brushed my teeth. I rinsed my mouth out and took a jar of hair wax from a drawer out. I put two fingers in and put a little onto my finger tips and ran them through my hair a couple time and left it how it was, messy. My hair was short enough to make it look good not a bad messy, it was a good messy.

I jogged down the steps with my backpack, and pulled my shoes on and grabbed my keys, and wallet and headed out for school. I unlocked the door to my car, and put my bags on the seat next to me and started the engine. I backed out of my driveway and drove off down the street. I passed a few kids on my way to school, and it brought back memories of having to ride the bus to school. It also brought back the memories of being bullied for being gay. I quickly pushed the thought away and focused on driving.

When I pulled up to school, Xander was standing by his own car smiling in my direction. I got out of the car and rolled my eyes. I picked up my bags and headed for the gym. I had football practice first period, and I really didn't mind it. As I walked into school I gave slight smiles and nods to my friends. I walked through the hallways towards the locker room and stopped at my locker to drop a few things off. I turned the dial on the lock, and opened my locker. I shoved a couple books, and when I finished someone slammed my locker shut.

"Whatcha doing tonight?" Xander asked, grabbing his crotch.
"Dude, you're not getting with me again," I said walking towards the locker room.
"Ah, come on, I know for a fact that you liked it, and I myself liked it, so let's do it again," he was almost begging for it.
"I don't just want sex, I want a relationship, someone who cares about me,"
"Okay, okay, I get it," he said with slight smirk.

I didn't know what to think of that. I pushed the locker room door open and a couple of people were already in there changing. I walked to the back of the room and started changing into my football gear. Xander came in about a minute or two after I had and when he was undressing himself I noticed he was wearing my boxers from the other night. He looked back at me and smiled. Was this his way of seducing me? If it was, it was a bad attempt, he would have to do a lot more than wear my underwear, which was kind of weird.

I finished tying my shoes, and grabbed my shoulder pads out of the storing closet, and started for the field. When I got there I sat my pads down and licked up a football. I saw my friend, Alex out in the middle of the field and called his name. He looked up and shot a hand in the air, indicating for me to throw him the ball. I took a few steps backward and threw the ball watching it spiral through the air. As it started to descend I saw Alex place himself underneath the ball, and catch it. He threw threw it back but I had to run a bit to catch it.

"Ok gentlemen, our first game is on Friday, and it's against the Bull Dogs," our couch, Mr. Warner called out across the field. Everyone got load and excited, and the practice started.

It was Friday, and our first game was tonight. I was driving home from school and in about a few hours I would back at the school. When I got home I placed my things by the door, and went into the kitchen. I grabbed a quick snack and sat on the couch turning the TV on. I heard someone come down the steps and it was my mom.

"Hey mom!" I called out.
"Hi sweetie, how was your day?" she asked cheerfully.
"Good, my first games tonight,"
"I know, and I can't wait to watch you play," she stated with a wide grin.

I rested my head on the back of the couch and out my feet on the coffee table. I closed my eyes, and listened to the TV in the background. The image of Tanner ran across my mind. I, for some reason couldn't get him out of my mind. Every time I closed my eyes he was in my mind. I needed to find him, and talk to him at least once more.

We were all standing in the locker room ready to run out. Minutes were standing in between me and the field. Our uniforms were maroon, and gold. We wore gold pants and gold helmets. I checked once more to see if my shoes were tied and they were. I always do little weird check ups right before a big game. I was starting to get nervous, and my hands were shaking a little when they called us onto the field. Is as the first one to run through the archway and into the field.

I was calling plays left and right, and we scored three times. The other team still hadn't scored, and they had the ball. I was sitting on the bench waiting for the game to take a turn in events. Sure enough the other team threw an interception and we ran it to fifty yard line. I grabbed my helmet and jogged onto the field. I scanned the stands and saw my mother and brother, smiling and awaiting the action. I moved my vision a bit lower and something caught my eye.

I was looking at the other teams cheerleaders, and right on the end was, Tanner. My heart raced and I smiled. I buckled my helmet and called everyone into the huddle. I told them the play and we got ready. I called "hike" and the ball shot back towards me. I caught it and dropped my right arm back ready to throw it. I searched the mix of people running in different directions, no one was open. I looked to my left and saw someone running towards my. I quickly dodged him and started running forward. I cradled the ball close to me and took off running. More players were trying to tackle me, and I dodged them as well. I was fast, making my way down the field. No one ahead of me, and I had a good team defending me. I ran across the end zone line and stopped to catch my breath.

A few of my teammates came running up to me and patted my on my helmet, while one person slapped my ass. I turned around and saw that it was Xander. I guess he could get away with it in public since professionals do it all the time. I handed the ball over to the ref. I got in place for the kick and our kicker, Andrew scored.

We won our game 28-0. I had been in the middle of the celebration, when coach called for everyone to hush up. He talked about how we shouldn't get ahead of out selves and that the Bull Dogs played a good game. He then stated that we need to work on a few things and we'll have a chance of winning all of our games. The team started to head back into the locker rooms, but I started to head the other way.

I saw that the other team was starting to get on the bus and I searched the husky of people for Tanner. I saw him just about to get on one of the busses and i jogged over to him. I was getting a few odd looks, but I didn't mind them. Once I had reached him I grabbed him arm and pulled him aside. I heard a few of the girls laugh and he turned back and told them to be quiet.

"I didn't get your number, or even your last name," I started, with a huge grin on my face.
"Oh, umm, it's Greene, Tanner Greene, and just give me yours and I'll text you," his voice was a little shaky.
"Okay, it's 555-5543," I was still catching my breath, "and F.Y.I. you look hot in your uniform." I smiled, and leaned in and kissed him on the cheek arms walked off toward the locker rooms with a feeling of happiness all through out my body.