Saturday November 4th 2000 at 7:15 pm

“You did what?” shrieked Emily excitedly jumping up and down, Cecilia seemed just as affected by the news because she too was jumping up and down.

Justin couldn’t help but smile and turn to look at Ethan fondly. “But no spreading the news if you want to go, Emily.” said Ethan seriously. Fat chance, thought Justin doubting she could contain herself.

“Hey why just me?”

Ethan gave her a pointed look and she flushed red. “Okay, okay I wanna go, I’ll keep my big mouth shut.”

“Good,” said Ethan with a satisfied smile.

The dorm was over packed at the moment, with what Justin liked to mentally refer as ‘Gregory’s posse’. Sure they were Ethan’s friend too but he had only made friends with the ‘popular kids’ once Gregory got to St. Francis and the lovable, and charming Gregs had become part of the group almost instantly. His friendship (or secret romance) with Gregory had been the only reason he was part of the ‘in crew’. And Justin supposed he was also their friend by acquaintance considering they had nothing in common. Yet, he was fond of them nonetheless, they had accepted him with open arms and that was a lot more than he could say for his peers at St. James Academy, Daphne being the only exception. Damn I miss her.

“Remind me to kiss your mom next time I see her,” said Rob grinning.

“Yeah, how did she manage to convince all our parents to let us out for the weekend?”

“A man only turns 18 once plus she said she would chaperone.”

It was like everyone’s glee was blown out like a candle. “What?” they chorused.

Ethan and Justin grinned. “Don’t worry, I convinced her otherwise, I have my own talents.”

“Without a doubt,” said Gregory with a flirty grin. Ethan flushed and shuffled his feet uncomfortably, though no one else but Justin and Rob noticed the exchange.

“Anyways, my mom gave me her AmEx card and allowed for two rooms at a hotel of my choice.”

“I suppose it actually pays to be a goody too shoes,” quipped Emily.

“Yeah your mom must really trust you,” piped Chris, whom kept glancing over at Cecilia.

“She really does, his parents are amazing,” added Gregory, which awarded him a toothy smile from Ethan. Justin didn’t internally roll his eyes, nope, he sure didn’t.

“So we can all go to Justin’s art show and then go out clubbing,” said Ethan.

“You have an art show? Like people will see your art on display and stuff?” asked Cecilia impressed.

“You bet,” said Ethan proudly before he could answer. Justin beamed at him, it seemed he was doing that a lot lately. Which only added to his increasing guilt, but he just couldn’t get the tall, and older brunette out of his head, or stop the sensations he caused when near. He had become obsessed with Brian Kinney, there was no other word for it. No matter how much he fell for Ethan he couldn’t shake the lust and primal need he felt for Mr. Kinney. He was intoxicating. Intoxicatingly good.

“I’ll go tell Maya right now,” said Emily practically running towards the door.

“No!” Gregory practically yelled before Emily could leave the room.

Emily spanned around looking perplexed.

“Is she not invited?” asked Cecilia, whom had been meeting Chris’ stares with flirty smiles.

“I-ummm, no. W-we broke up,” said Gregory turning to look at Ethan.

Justin swallowed at the look of confusion on Ethan’s face as the latter stared at Gregory.

“OhmeGod! When?” demanded Emily.

“But you two were so good together, she never stops talking about you,” said Cecilia bemused.

“I don’t know, a few hours ago, and would you rather I kept leading her on?”

“No!” snapped Emily. “But considering that you were busy with your tongue down her throat last night, it took me off guard.” Justin had forgotten the Emily/Maya/Cecilia trio because every time he saw Maya her tongue was down Gregs throat.

“Does that mean you’re not coming?” said Gregory perhaps too hopefully, that earn him an evil eye from Emily and Cecilia.

“Fuck No! We want to see Justin’s art. Come on Cissy we have a friend in need of comfort.”

And with that the two girls left the room, leaving the boys in an uncomfortable silence.

“Why did you break up with her, she’s easily the hottest girl in school?” asked Chris interestingly breaking the silence.

Gregory shrugged but his eyes were locked on Ethan’s large brown ones. “Let’s just say my heart is set on someone else,” said Gregory in a quiet, yet confident voice.

Justin had to give him props, but it didn’t mean he liked it any more. He really wished they would stop staring at each other, it was a little unnerving.

“Who?” asked Chris, the only one in the room who was unaware of the staring pair. Even Brady had caught on as he stared from one to the other, but he said nothing.

“That is none of our business,” said Rob and Ethan finally broke the eye contact whispering almost inaudibly, “I need some air.”

Both Justin and Gregory watched him go.

“There’s some homework I have to do, are you two coming?” asked Rob looking from Chris to Brady.

Brady nodded eagerly and Chris shrugged, completely unaware of the tension emitting from the green eyed brunette and the blue eyed blond. Justin suspected foul-play when Gregory directed a small nod towards Rob.

As soon as the three boys left the room Justin turned to Gregory, waiting for him to talk first. But Gregory said nothing, so Justin urged him.

“Is there something you have to say to me?”

“You saw that. He still wants to be with me, so I suggest you just step aside.”

“Believe me I tried, but our Ethan doesn’t seem to agree with you.”

Gregory’s eyes narrowed. “He’s only with you because he couldn’t have me.”

“I highly doubt that,” said Justin with more conviction than he felt. “Tell me Gregory, will you openly tell your friends about you and Ethan?”

Gregory glowered at Justin, his lips forming a thin line. “It’s more complicated than that. I don’t think they would take lightly to the fact that I dumped their bestie for another guy.”

“Yet if that wasn’t an obstacle you wouldn’t tell them either way would you?”

Gregory squeezed the bridge of his nose and said, “You are the new guy, it’s different.”

“No, you know what I really think, I think you’re too piss in your pants to admit who you really are.”

“Shut up,” he growled pushing Justin forcefully against the wall before Justin could react.

“You want to win Ethan back, then fine, go right ahead. Try your best, but you’re not getting rid of me until Ethan says so,” Justin roared back pushing Gregory off of him. He was more than aware that in a fair fight he didn’t stand a chance against the taller, and much more muscular brunette. But he didn’t care, he would not be intimidated by him.

Gregory scoffed but acquiesce. “Fine. I’ll revel in the challenge.”

When the door opened and Ethan stepped in, it was too see the two boys facing each other, their postures a testament of the hostility that spewed between them.

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Tuesday November 7th 2000 at 9:37 am

It was like he had fallen head first into a chapter of the twilight zone, where Ethan was distant and Mr. Kinney was borderline hostile. He couldn’t blame Ethan however, if it were him he wouldn’t want to be stuck in the middle of a tug of war either. Mr. Kinney on the other hand had no reason to be giving him the cold shoulder. He had done nothing to deserve it. Gone were the lustful looks, actually he didn’t even look at him at all, and when he did meet hazel eyes there was nothing more than a blank expression. Last week he had been glorifying in both men, yet now he had none, and Justin was more than a little bitter.

He sat in class as he watched Mr. Kinney talk, he was listening without paying attention because at that second Ethan had slipped a note onto his desk. Without hesitation Justin folded the piece of paper open.

Are you mad at me? For being so weird I mean.

Justin bent over his desk and scribbled a message on the paper.

Of course not. He was about to fold the paper and hand it back when he added. Are we okay?

Justin handed the note back to Ethan, whom immediately opened it behind his book. A small smile curled on his lips as he read it. He scribbled rapidly and handed the note back to Justin.

Yes. I want you, Justin. And I’ve missed you.

Good. I missed you too, and well I don’t want us to go away. It’s been strange not talking to you.

I know and I’m not going anywhere. I know what I want for my birthday.

Oh yeah…and what’s that?

Justin took the note though he had a fleeting suspicion what it would be before he opened it. He grinned at the words. You. All of you.

“Is my lecture boring you Mr. Taylor,” said Mr. Kinney striding towards his desk menacing.

“Uh…n-no sir,” Justin stammered trying to hide the note, but Brian was too quick and snatched it out of his hand.

“Detention Mr. Taylor, you’ll meet me here at 5:45 pm. Maybe then you’ll learn to pay attention,” he chastised moving back to the front of the class with the note in hand. He watched as Mr. Kinney took his seat behind his desk and read the note, his eyes darkened and not in the lust Justin was used to seeing but in anger, he might even go as far as to say jealousy (though perhaps that was wishful thinking on his part) as he crumbled up the note and tossed it furiously into the garbage bin by his desk.

Justin swallowed. Oh shit.

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Art Building at 5:01 pm

The students filed out of the room and as usual he waited for them all to vacate, what was different, however, but not surprising was that this time around Mr. Kinney decided to stay, busying himself behind his deck until the last student had left.

“Why detention? Shouldn’t you be glorifying in your freedom,” Justin questioned acting more brave than he felt as the door closed behind the last student.

“Are you trying to get out of punishment, Mr. Taylor?”

“Depends, what do you have in mind?” he said with a flirty smile. He couldn’t help but coax the surly faced tall beauty.

“Nothing that will please you,” he assured him. Justin pouted though his eyes smiled as Brian watched the movement of his lips.

“Well that’s too bad, because I would love to please you,” he said moving towards the door.

“Right. You still have a little over half an hour before detention, I suggest you don’t waste it.”

“I’ll be up in our smoke spot, see you there?” Justin replied, hand on the door. Brian nodded stiffly and Justin walked out of the door.

…………..

As soon as Justin heard the tell-tale knock he kicked off of the wall and unlocked and opened the door enough to pull Mr. Kinney in. Brian gasped upon being pulled in by his burgundy tie but made no movement to free himself from Justin’s hold as he closed and locked the door behind them. Justin smirked and with his hand still wrapped around his tie pushed the older man against the door. Mr. Kinney whose hazel eyes mimicked the same lust he felt didn’t fight him; he didn’t even try to stop him or hesitate when he pressed his lips against his. Brian ran his tongue along Justin’s lips pressing for entrance and he obliged almost instantly by parting his lips to let Brian explore his mouth with his deliciously soft tongue. Brian sucked Justin’s tongue into his mouth making him moan into the kiss.

Justin let go of Brian’s tie only to bury his hands in the dark hair, perhaps pulling a little too hard, but Mr. Kinney didn’t seem to mind, instead he repaid in kind by biting down on his lips. Justin moaned again and if that was possible the kiss became more frenzied.

Panting and out of breath Brian pulled away to attack his neck instead, sucking, licking, and biting. Justin pressed his throbbing dick against Brian’s rock hard cock over their pants and let out little whimpers that seemed to engross the older man further. When Justin felt like he couldn’t endure it any longer without coming in his pants Brian turned his attentions to his lips again. Almost desperately Justin unbuckle his belt and undid his pants. He was about to push his hand inside and stroke the cock that had him obsessed when his hand was slapped away. He half groaned and half whimpered when suddenly Mr. Kinney wrapped his large hand around his hair and yanked his head back.

“My, my, aren’t we impatient,” he said in a hoarse whisper.

“I want you,” Justin panted reaching to slide his hands down his pants again but Brian wrapped his hand around his wrist and before he knew it he was spanned around and pressed against the door. “Please, I want you so bad,” he found himself pleading as Brian’s eyes darkened.

Then all thoughts left him as Brian unzipped his pants and slid his deftly hand down his trousers making the younger boy moan and eyes flutter as he began to stroke his dick. He slid his thumb across the slit of Justin’s dick to rub the precum around the head and then brought his thumb into his mouth and sucked making Justin shiver. At the look of bliss on Brian’s face when he tasted him it took all he had not to explode right then, but there was no way he would ruin this moment.

But Brian didn’t proceed, instead he pulled away. Justin whimpered and went to pull him back towards him but Brian shook him off.

“I believe is time for detention Mr. Taylor.”

“I-what?” said Justin stupidly. His brain seemed to be trapped in a haze, all he knew was the need he felt for this man.

Brian ginned though he too looked a little unsettled, there was absolutely no way he wasn’t feeling the same things Justin was feeling. Yet, Justin decided not to push it and he moved away from the door, buttoning and zipping up his pants when Brian did the same.

“I’ll be down there in a few minutes,” Brian said and Justin still in a daze nodded and exited the room.

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Thursday November 9th 2000 at 7:00 pm

Justin laid on his bed, his head on Ethan’s lap as the latter stroked his blond locks and he absentmindedly trailed circles up and down Ethan’s arm, though neither boy seemed to be in the moment. It was like their minds were elsewhere but their bodies comforted in the simple touch.

The door to the room opened and that seemed to bring them back to the present as they turned to the door, hands ceasing their movements.

Looking grumpy, sweaty and dirty Gregory stepped in slamming the door behind him.

“Oh don’t stop on my account,” he glowered making his way to the bathroom and slamming that door too.

Justin looked up at Ethan, whom rolled his eyes. “He’s probably upset cuz his practice ran longer than usual; I suppose the coach really wants to win,” he said and bent down to give Justin a peck on the lips. Justin on the other hand had something else in mind, he cupped the back of Ethan’s neck with his hand and deepened the kiss. Ethan responded by parting his lips and moaning into his mouth.

Justin broke the kiss only to adjust positions and straddle Ethan’s things instead, and grabbing the sides of his face he pulled him toward a breathtaking kiss.

“Justin…” Ethan moaned attempting to pull away but Justin only deepened the kiss and after a slight hesitation Ethan let go and succumb to the kiss and Justin’s heavy petting.

Justin pulled away from his lips to trail kisses along his cheek, his jaw, and then finally his neck. Ethan groaned and his hand flew to unzip Justin’s jeans as Justin adjusted his weight long enough for Ethan to pull his leaking cock out. He stroked it furiously as Justin bit down on his neck and rubbed Ethan’s dick through his jeans.

Breathing heavily Justin stood up and Ethan automatically dropped to his knees on the floor, placed one hand on the end of his shaft and the other on his right thigh as he sucked the head, and only the head into his mouth. Justin gasped, and then laughed when Ethan with his cock still in his mouth spanned him around and pushed him onto his bed. Ethan settled one hand on the small of Justin’s back, and the other never stopped stroking as he took as much as he could of Justin’s thick dick into his mouth.

The door to the bathroom creaked open and Justin opened hazy blue eyes to catch the horror struck look on Gregory’s face. He locked eyes with the perplexed brunette and smirked. So perhaps a part of him did commence this for Gregory’s benefit, but a bigger part of him was just horny as hell.

Justin felt the pressure building in his balls and he looked back down at Ethan, gripping his hair and looking into brown eyes. He was sure Ethan had caught on to his little display of power but he seemed unaffected (or did he actually enjoy it?) as he took him as far down into his throat as he could and sucked every last drop of Justin’s cum as Justin shivered and moaned his release. With a pop Ethan pulled away and licked his lips then planted a lingering kiss on Justin’s lips.

“My turn,” he said and stood up pulling down his pants. Justin grinned and without even the slightest of reluctance gripped the sides of Ethan’s legs and licked along his shaft.

They heard the door of the bathroom slam again and both boys flashed identical grins, then Justin engulfed him into his mouth and Ethan threw back his head as his eyes rolled to the back of his head.

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Friday November 10th at 3:47 pm in St. Francis Parking Lot.

“What’s that for?” asked Brian pointing at the overnight bag in Justin’s hand.

“An overnight bag.”

“No shit genius. What I meant was why are you bringing it to the art show.”

“I’m not,” Justin replied without going into details.

“Then?” Brian pushed when they stopped next to his jeep.

“You don’t have to take me you know. I can just ride the bus,” said Justin avoiding the question.

“I told Lindsay I would drive you plus I need to go see Gus anyways,” he said opening the door to his jeep and instructing Justin to do the same. Justin opened the passenger door, hoped in, and closed it.

Brian turned the key in the ignition and a hypnotic song came on the radio as he drove out of the St. Francis parking lot and through the gates.

Most of the drive mas made in silence until Justin summed up the courage to unbuckle his seat belt (safety be damned) and lean towards Brian. He ran his fingers from his knee to his upper thigh, taking encouragement from the growing bulge in Brian’s pants. The latter let him unbuckle his own seat belt, his belt, and when Brian made no move to stop him he continued to unbuttoned and zip down his pants. Mr. Kinney turned to him then, his hazel eyes flashing with a primal need as Justin smiled his million watt-smile and proceeded to release Brian’s cock from the confinement of his pants, moaning at its magnificence. Brian turned back to the road but groaned when Justin wrapped his hand around the enormous cock and stroked. He bent down and tongued the slit of Brian’s cock, marveling at how delicious he tasted. Justin engulfed the massive head sucking and using his tongue to lick at the same time. Slowly, almost torturously he took him deeper and deeper into his mouth as Brian let out a moan and tried to focus on the road. One of his hands flew to Justin’s hair but only to stroke the length of it, almost tenderly.

Justin hummed and moaned on Brian’s dick, taking most but not all of him into his mouth, Brian was astoundingly large and Justin’s gag-reflex wasn’t use to something so big down his throat. Yet, he pushed on, trying not to gag as he increased the rhythm of his sucking and stroking. He was so enthralled by his own frenzied sucking that he didn’t notice when Brian stopped the car in front of a house with a white gate and a sycamore tree.

Justin used his other hand to massage Brian’s balls and when Justin looked up their eyes met and Justin felt his own impossibly hard cock throbbing for release. Justin sucked, one, two, three more times before Brian threw his head back on the head rest and cried out his release. The combination of Brian’s expression of pure ecstasy and the heavenly cum spilling down his throat was enough to make Justin cum in his own pants without once touching himself. He cried on Brian’s cock but didn’t pull away until he had swallowed every last drop. With a pop he released Brian’s cock, and the man groaned and shivered.

Brian readjusted himself and turned misty eyes onto Justin, and Justin was sure he mirrored the expression. Brian cuffed the back of his neck and pulled him in towards a deep and long kiss. Which was unfortunately interrupted by a tapping on the window.

Still in a haze they broke apart looking for the culprit of the interruption to find a very distraught looking Ms. Peterson.