[Author's Note] This story is rated [M] for sexual themes and strong language. Mature 16+

"As soon as I look up, his eyes click onto my face. The breath whooshes out of my body and everything freezes for a second, as though I'm looking at him through my camera lens, zoomed in all the way, the world pausing for that tiny span of time between the opening and closing of the shutter."
― Lauren Oliver, Delirium


Chapter 1

Janitor's Closet

Since I was a senior this year and a favorite to some of the lady teachers, I got to waste my class time roaming the halls to fetch things for them.

I had just gotten the keys to the janitor's closet because Mrs. Logan wanted me to get her some cleaning supplies. Some careless freshman had slammed their bag on the ground and a can of soda that had been in their bag exploded, soaking through the fabric and was starting to stain the carpet.

A student down the hall opened the door that led outside. My dark tousled hair caught the cool breeze, sending a dull shiver down my back. I was happy that winter was over, but it was taking too long for the real warm weather to get here, since it was only early spring.

I reached the closet and a hot girl passed by distracting me. She gave me a cute smile and winked at me. She was wearing a tight v-neck shirt that showed a good amount of cleavage, and a pair of holey black skinny jeans. She had long black hair and she had several piercings in her ears and then one on her eyebrow. Damn.

She giggled and waved before slipping into her classroom. It was a freshman class.

I sighed. It was going to be a big change leaving high school. I was going to miss the hot and innocent walk-bys.

I shrugged my shoulders, wrapping my hand around the door knob to the closet. I put the key in the lock but I noticed then that the door was already unlocked.

I thought nothing of it and pushed the door open, it was dark inside so I felt around for a light switch.

I felt a little uneasy when I started hearing heavy breaths and other strange sounds inside. I found the switch and flipped it on. I stood frozen.

In the closet I saw him in the dim light that was overhead. He was towards the back of the small space. There he was hunched over, his back was to me, and his body was shaking rhythmically.

I heard little grunts and whines, and then he let out a really loud moan.

The boy's body started shaking wildly, his arm jerking with his body's spasms. He was wearing a dark shirt with white writing on the back that I couldn't make out. He was slender, and didn't look like he had any real noticeable muscles.

He jerked upwards and I finally got to see that he had messy dirty blond hair. His body soon relaxed and he turned around. In his fingers were wrapped around his dick. I blinked a few times in disbelief.

His eyes went wide in shock when he realized I had been watching him, he quickly pulled up his pants and flipped his hair out of his eyes. I can't believe he had been jerking off in the school closet.

What was even weirder is that it turned me on; my already growing erection was twitching in my pants.

I flinched and shifted my feet in an attempt to avoid a hard on. The boy noticed my uneasiness and smirked at me.

He slowly approached me, only stopping when he got face to face with me. "Did you like the show, straight boy?"

I licked my lips and nibbled on my bottom lip, my mouth suddenly felt dry. Since he was up close I could finally see his eyes more clearly. They were a mix of blue-gray and in one eye there was a little dark pigment near the iris. The way his hair fell over his eye gave him a very attractive mysterious look.

He gave me a crooked smile. "You just going to stand there?" He was clearly amused that I was just staring at him like an idiot.

"Oh I-uh" I moved to the side but he reached his hand out and caught my pants, or should I say the erection in my pants. My breath hitched.

I whimpered at his firm grip. "What are you-I thought..." He cut me off when he squeezed my hardness in his hand.

"I meant are you going to just stand there or are you in here to take care of this?" I could hear the slight humor in his voice.

My erection grew even more under his grasp and he started rubbing his hand up and down my length.

He smiled wickedly at me. "Because I can give you a hand, if you wanted." Then he bit his bottom lip, and drew circles around my tip with his thumb.

I closed my eyes, his touch was mobilizing my swimmers, and I was already completely aroused.

I wanted him to finish me off but wouldn't that just be weird? I mean I'm straight. He might be attractive but he was still a guy, not to mention a boy I've never even met before. I also didn't feel like making a mess in my pants either, no I needed to stop him before it was too late.

He must have realized I was getting close because he slid his hand to the top of my pants, quickly unbuttoning them, and then he jerked them down to my knees.

My erection was still securely hidden away in my boxers. Until the dirty blond stuck his finger in the front slit of the fabric and pulled it to the side, where my swollen erection was aching to get free.

One good tug and my erection finally slipped out and that's when I opened my eyes to look into his. The humor that was once in his eyes was gone. Now they were filled with a burning lust.

He leaned forward slowly moving his lips closer to mine, he stopped short of our lips touching and just stared into my eyes for a minute.

Why was he taking so long to kiss me? My throat felt dry again.

I wanted his delicious looking lips on mine so badly, but I didn't want to make the first move. My dick twitched with anticipation.

There was a softness in his eyes for a moment that seemed to convince him of something and he slowly placed a hand behind my head, I shut my eyes at the warmth of his hand on my neck.

Soon His lips came crashing onto mine. I let out a groan from the wonderful feeling of his soft lips moving on mine. He quickly slipped his tongue into my mouth, rubbing it up and down and around my tongue.

He tasted like watermelon bubble gum, mixed with what I figured was his natural taste, which was amazing. He tasted better than I imagined. He must of liked the way I tasted too because he was moaning into my mouth, it sent shivers down my spine and it unbelievably made me even harder.

He grasped my erection in his hand and I whimpered against his lips. His arm wrapped around my back pulling me firmly up against him.

His tongue retreated and he pulled his lips away from mine. His mouth hung open, and he breathed heavily, the corner of his mouth slightly lifted into a goofy smile. "By the way, my name is Oliver" His voice was ragged and breathy.

It turned me on even more and I shoved him against the wall.

He looked a little stunned by my sudden confidence and force. I was slightly bigger than him. So I was a little worried I may have hurt him, but he just smirked at me.

I don't know why I didn't tell him that my name was Reece Reidman the star of the soccer team here. It was my usual arrogant speech to all the ladies I wanted to bone. But this was a guy, I wasn't feeling sure of myself for some reason. My popularity and high school sports stardom didn't seem worthy of him. Besides I was already getting into this guys pants, so there was no need for buttering him up.

He moved both of his hands up my back, while I pressed myself against him, rubbing my length along his thigh, until I rubbed over his erection.

The contact surprised us both and I gave him a sly smile. He was just as hard as I was.

He rolled his eyes at me and his hands glided back down my back and ended up at my ass. He gave my cheeks a firm squeeze, pulling the back of my boxers down a little.

The feeling of his hands on my ass felt incredible, and it sent a jolt of sexual oomf through my body that i'd never felt before.

He licked at my lips and I opened my mouth and tilted my head. This time I slid my tongue into his mouth. He groaned in approval and pulled on my hips so I would keep rubbing my hardness over his. I was reaching the end; I was starting to hurt with a need to release.

Why was I so into this? He's a guy and I'm a guy. I'm straight, but this feels so good. Is it just because I was so horny from watching all that porn last night? Or was it because I was turned on by that girl in the hallway? But why was I letting guy touch me like this?

He started licking and sucking on my neck, leaving little red welts.

"Fuckin' Damn" I choked out. I couldn't take it anymore.

That's when I told myself to not give a shit about being straight or gay. This was the hottest pre-sex I've ever had, and I wondered what it would be like to go all the way with him.

I whipped him around so his back was to me and I pushed him back against the wall. I wrapped my arm around his waist to unbutton his pants. I yanked them down and then pulled down his briefs some.

I leaned over him pressing my erection between his firm cheeks. I let my lips linger near his ear, so that my breath would tickle his neck in hopes of arousing him even more. I was convinced it worked when his body shivered and he moaned.

He reached down and wrapped his fingers around his own swollen erection. "Fuck" he breathed. He must have been close too.

I pulled the back of his briefs down further and spread apart his cheeks some with one hand, lining myself up with his hole with the other hand.

"You want this?" I whispered in his ear.

I pulled back and licked my fingers, getting my saliva all over them, and then I reached down and wet the tip of my dick with them.

He turned his head and looked back at me to see what I was doing. I grinned at him and I started rubbing my tip around his hole. He flinched closing his eyes.

"Fuck-yes, I want it." He hissed.

I laughed.

I squeezed his hip with one hand and kept myself lined up with the other. This was it, I was going to fuck another guy. I never felt my heart race as much as it did right then.

I was just about to plunge myself into him when Oliver suddenly whipped around and stopped me. "But I can't I have a fiancé"

What the Fuck?