I won't wait (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 5 (Edited)

Gosh why am I so horny!? I adjusted my junk and laid back on the bed, pulling down my zipper and rubbing myself through my boxers some. I was glad that I could already be on my way to Natasha's. I grabbed a few condoms before leaving the house.

We were both getting ready before she laid down. I was already hard from thinking about fucking Jess, but she didn't need to know that this wasn't caused because of her. She licked her lips before looking at me. I moved my finger in a circular motion telling her to turn around because I wanted to do it anal. I imagined that her moans and screams were Jess's and that I was plummeting his ass so deep that he was in pure bliss. I came faster than I ever had before. She turned around telling me that, that was the best we'd ever had. I wanted to say that it was because I was imagining that it wasn't her, but I stayed silent. I cleaned up, got dressed, and left. It may have been quick, but I didn't need anymore if it wasn't him.

I was already gaining feelings for this kid, and I didn't like it. I even went home to watch gay porn and jack off to a mans moans imagining that they were his. This was all to much. I need to slow down. With my final thrust I imagined Jess arching his back. Oh how his hard nipples would look so agonizingly tempting. I really need to slow down.

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Dinner with my father is always awkwardly quiet. Well technically it's not quiet, because he's answering business calls, but it might as well be. We don't talk, I just listen to him yelling into the phone and us chewing. I don't know if he even notices me leave. My mother is away for a month because she has to deal with her company that's having issues in Canada. She calls me twice a week telling me to do good and how much she misses me and my dad. If she was here he probably wouldn't be on the phone because she doesn't like that. She says if she's as busy as him and she doesn't do it then he shouldn't either. Of course he listens to his wife, but I could never say something like that to him, and I don't want to tell my mom because I don't want her to be more stressed than she already is. I wish it was her company in France that's having issues because she loves it there. At least she'd be able to have fun while dealing with her problems.

I left the table going to my room to sleep. This week should be interesting. My dreams consisted of Jess and fucking Jess. I'm still a man, and I have my desires. Desires to fuck Jess ... hard.

I woke up feeling not as bad as yesterday. I didn't look as bad either. I was able to take my time since I woke up before my last alarm to get ready.

Brant and Bailey were acting weird before first period and I ended up finding out why. Brant was pulled out for band practice since they had a performance coming up soon, and Bailey ended up going to another class to finish a test. Of course neither of them told me; Since no one else in our class had band or was pulled out for a test or was absent, I ended up working with Jess. Sneaky bastards. Bailey could've taken her test for another period, and Brant could've went to band practice next period if he said that he had something important going on in this class or that he needed to catch up with work, but of course they leave me alone with Jess. We had to answer questions on a worksheet about which bacteria and viruses that were deadly to humans and animals. So romantic.

I stared at the way his lips moved the entire time we were working. Jess was pretty smart so we finished with time to spare. He awkwardly stared at his paper. He knew I was staring, and I wasn't going to look away. He stretched a little while after, making his shirt tighten to his chest. He definitely has a tight chest. Wonder if his ass is that firm. The moan that came out from him stretching just turned me on further. I swear he wants me to take him right here, right now. I brought my lips close enough to his ear to where he could feel my breath. "I wouldn't do that if I were you. Some of the people in here just might eat you up", I whispered in his ear. He pinched his lips in a tight line before glaring up at me. I shrugged with a smirk on my face.

He was repeatedly staring up at the clock waiting for class to be over with. I tapped the table with my knuckles to further irritate him. "Can you please stop". I bit my lip staring at his gorgeous features.

"I'm sorry pretty boy, wouldn't want to disturb you", I laughed out.

"Why won't you leave me alone?", he said looking into my eyes. I wanted to kiss him so badly.

"It's fun". He groaned and faced away from me before the bell rang. Well that was interesting.

For the rest of the week I just stared at him, and every now and then I would do something to irritate him. I've also been to Natasha's like 4 times this week because I needed to let off some of the stress I get from him. I liked this boy, and I don't know why. There's not much to him, and I've only ever liked 2 people other than him, and they were both girls. It fascinates me, yet at the same time frustrates me to no end.