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CUPID's CRUSHES Chapter 1
"Are you sure you don't wanna come along? It's gonna be awesome and there might be a hot girl waiting just for you, especially to break her virginity, man! Come on, Shane, it's fucking Friday night, are you for real? Gonna stay in the house like a fucking sissy boy?"
Like lightening Shane rushed upwards and pinned his brother's back to the door, a threatening look in his eyes.
"No one calls me a fucking sissy boy, you get that? I said, YOU GET THAT?"
"Lemme go, you fucking psycho!" Bradley spat out after clawing his brother's arms off his body. "What the fuck has gotten into you lately?"
"Nothing to do with you, go on then, I'm sure you're being missed at Angelina's party. Can't keep the "guest of honour" waiting now, can they?" Shane spat out, but the fire had dissapeared from his eyes and had been replaced by his nerves hanging on to one long thread...this simply HAD to work tonight...
"You're crazy, you know that? You're out of control, dude," Bradley said, shaking his head and walking out of the room that himself and Shane had shared for the past 16 years. The brothers were only 10 months apart in terms of age, as there was a little surprise for the parents a couple of weeks after Bradley had been born in the form of another child on the way. Both Shane and Bradley had been raised like twins for most of their lives since their age was so close and there was a time where both boys thought of eachother as their respective best friends.
That was until a year or so ago...when something inside Shane threatened to distroy his life as he knew it. Once Bradley had gone, knowing that their parents had left for their wedding anniversary a few hours ago, Shane finally got the chance to prove to himself that he wasn't what he had thought he was. Relax...he kept saying to himself...its just a fucking stupid phase, its not real, and will soon go away. The book said that most boys feel like this in their teenage lives, and that's exactly what was the case with him, it was a PHASE. He kept telling himself that over and over and over in his head until he started to believe it. And tonight, he was going to prove it to himself once and for all. Shane kneeled down and reached under his bed for a shoebox containing the new shoes his parents got for him the previous week. Carefully he took the shoes out and took out the DVD that he had hidden underneath the shoes. He ran towards the big TV in the lounge and quickly popped the shiny disk inside the DVD player. Once the credits started, a firery warmth started to form inside his chest, and he smiled, Shane, for he knew it was only a matter of time before he had proved his brain and hormones wrong.
He quickly undressed himself, taking off his shirt and his trousers, followed by his Calvin Klein underwear, throwing them on a heap beside him, and flopped his naked body on the couch. The years of playing football had reaped rewards for the sixteen year old Shane, with his young torso covered with developing muscle, his brown hair and blue eyes full of life and energy, his biceps starting to show some serious veins, as was the result of himself and Bradley's daily workout since they were both thirteen years of age. Shane took his lively cock into his hands and started to slowly move the foreskin upwards...downwards...upwards?downwards...the DVD finally started. He sat up in anticipating. The screen was flooded with young, female ladies, probably all just over the age of eighteen, showing off their tits and their asses to the screen capturing them. Shane could feel his cock starting to plump up, he was proud of his 7.5 inches of teenage meat, and moaned as he saw the two girls, one blonde and one brunette, starting to make out with eachother. He pumped his dick up and down, getting more rhythm and more speed to his wacking off technique.
Alas...it didn't last long. Shane's eyes closed and he opened them quickly, sighed and he continued to stare at the screen, as he willed his cock to stay hard. There were two girls making out and rubbing eachother's pussies...his dick was flopping around in his palm, refusing to get hard. Shane willed his cock to harden, wacking the piece of impressive flaccid teenage meat harder and harder but the quicker, the more he tossed his cock off, the more it refused. He released his cock, slamming his fist onto the couch, getting up and standing right infront of the TV, watching the two aforementioned girls now getting eachother nice and wet in a classic 69.
"Come on, get hard, please, please, just get HARD," he whispered to his dick, as if it could understand. He watched the tongues of the two girls flicking out of eachother's pussies, he even grabbed the remote and pressed "zoom" in order to get a closer look. After ten of so minutes the scene was done, and changed to two other girls who were joined by a youngish guy who didn't look like he was much older than Shane or Bradley himself. Shane was still willing and PRAYING for his dick to get hard at the sight of the two girls, that he didn't notice the scene changing. It was when the dude in the scene started to moan when the two girls took turns at sucking his cock and balls at the same time, that his dick FINALLY showed some sign of life.
"NO...NO, COME ON! NO!" Shane screamed and yelled, but his cock had a life of its own. As if in slow motion, Shane watched in agony as his cock grew solidly to its full 7.5 inches at the sight of the young dude getting his balls sucked one by one. The camera moved upwards displaying the intence eight pack abs the dude had and zoomed in on his cock after both girls had abandoned the dude's balls and were now both nurning in his rock hard cock. Shane grabbed the remote out of frustration and threw it across the lounge onto the wall, where it splattered into pieces.
"NO, GOD NO! WHY?? WHY??" he cried as his body started to shudder and shiver from the emotions running through him, most of which he didn't even know the names of. He hoped it was just a phase. He hoped it was a mistake. He hoped and PRAYED that he could overcome all this shit he had been feeling over the past year. Everytime a good looking boy walked past him in school, everytime his best buddy, Sebastian undressed after practise, every fucking time he saw a fit male without a shirt on. Through his eyes, he knew that this wasn't going to go away. Shane crouched on the floor, crying his heart out. He beat the floor repeatedly with his fists. It didn't change a thing. He was gay. Holy mother of...he was GAY!
"Shane! What the hell was that?" Coach O'Reilly blasted into the lockeroom after their team had just lost their opening game of the school season. And it wasn't even close. They fucking lost 4-1 to one of their biggest rivals in the game.
"Coach, I'm sorry, but if I had a little fucking defence infront of me," Shane responded angrily before he was cut off.
"Just who are you blaming for this, Shane? Me for not scoring? Or are you blaming it on Gary and Frank? The defenders aren't fucking cemented infront of the goalposts, are they?" Sebastian replied, his eyes twitching.
"So you're saying its MY fault?" Shane blasted, the two best friends almost coming to blows.
"Okay, okay, time out, guys! We're doing tryouts this afternoon for the team with the new students and if you two don't watch it, I'll fucking replace BOTH of you!" Coach O'Reilly threatened. The two boys glared at eachother but for the sake of the team and their spots on it, both got showered seperately and dressed. Just as Shane was leaving the lockerroom, he got a phone call from Bradley.
"Dude are you here yet?" Shane asked, spotting the Coach with the new kids at the tryouts for the team whilst he was talking to his brother.
"Shane, you're gonna kill me."
"What the fuck did you do?"
"I sorta...bumped the car against something..."
"And you say I'm gonna kill you? Are you forgetting about that other guy...what's his name...DAD??"
"I'm sorry, bro! I've already called Mom to come and pick you up, but she'll be a while, she's still at work. I'm sorry, if you could just wait for her a little while? Come on, bro, don't be mad, I'm gonna be grounded for life already!"
"Alright, fine, I'll wait. Lemme know what's happening, okay?" Shane said before ended the call. He looked at his watch. Fuck. It was at least going to be an hour before his mom would get here as her job was on the side fucking side of town. How was she supposed to know her precious Bradley would smash up the car? Damn...Shane thought before his eye caught sight of the tryouts again. Oh well, Coach probably won't mind if I stick around to watch this, he thought. Its not like he had anything else to do other what wait for his mom. He walked over to the new boys in the eighth grade who tried everything they possibely could to get into the under 14 & under 15 soccer teams. Coach O'Reilly spotted him and waved him over.
"Guys, lemme introduce you to the under 16's goalkeeper, Shane Hayman, one of the best players this school has ever seen. Eleven clean sheets last season and voted MVP for the last two years."
"Team kinda sucks when your keeper is your best player, innit?"
Shane and Coach O'Reilly turned their heads to one of the kids sitting down, drinking out of a water bottle. On closer look, he was anything but a kid.
"Meaning, dude?" Shane asked, just a little irritated.
"Just what I'm saying. If your keeper in your team's best player, your strikers and midfielders must suck big time," the kid said, drinking another sip.
"Just who the fuck do you think you..."
"Okay, Shane, that's enough. Luke, this is the dude I was talking to you about. Shane, this is Luke Christensen, he just started school here this week. He transferred from Manchester."
"He looks a little old to be trying out for the under 14's, no offence," Shane said, still not impressed.
"Da fuck? Dude, I was in the Manchester United Youth team last year. Striker and centre forward, scored 23 goals in the season. Dropped out 'cause my parents had this thing about my grades slipping. Have not choice but to play for my school now. And by the way, I'm here for the under 16's," Luke said matter of factly.
"The under...what? Coach?" Shane gasped.
"Can't hurt to just try him out, Shane, I mean his record speaks for its self," Coach O'Reilly said.
"Coach, if you put this punk in the team, who are you gonna take out? Sebastian?" Shane asked, his voice taking it up a notch at the possibility of his best friend losing his place in the team.
"Look, Coach, if this is gonna be a problem, just tell me. Your captain Sebastian Lang hasn't scored in eight games, you're relying on your midfielders and your keeper to win you games. You know what I can do, so I'll be waiting for your call. Peace, Shane," Luke said before gathering his backpack and walking off. Shane turned back to Coach O'Reilly with disbelief.
"Coach, pick that punk over Sebastian, and no one will wanna play for the team. He's an asshole!"
"He might have a bit of an ego problem..."
"A BIT?"
"...but he is good at what he does. I need to think of the team's surival, Shane. Sebastian is simply not scoring right now."
Shane wanted to give a motherfuckingly smark reply but he saw his mom's car finally pull up and before could say something he shouldn't, he picked up his own backpack and stormed off towards the car. He needed to get over to Sebastian's house and FAST.
"Do you think Taylor Lautner is sexy?"
Shane's head twitched around to face Sebastian.
"WHAT?"
"I spent the entire afternoon to try and get Lisa to go out with me. But that idiot was all that she could talk about. What do girls see in that bloke anyway?"
Shane would rather not answer that question. He could think of at least five answers of his own.
"I'm never gonna find anyone, like ever. Look at me, fucking sixteen and without a fucking girlfriend!" Sebastian moaned.
"I wouldn't be worried about that, mate. Coach wants this new ponce to take over your spot on the team, how's that for worried?"
"HE WANTS TO WHAT?" Sebastian screamed, the veins on his neck standing erect with anger.
"Yep, this little angel face called Luke Christensen, I'm telling you he's..."
"Did you say...Luke Christensen?" Sebastian asked, his voice shaking, his eyes narrowing.
"Yeah, do you know the freak or what?"
"Uhm...yeah sorta, kinda...if it's the same guy you're talking about...what does he look like?"
"Oh well, he's tall, about my size, black hair, he's quite fit, almost looks like Kenzie..."
"Oh fuck, that's him..." Sebastian whispered as he gently sat down on the bed.
"Mate, what's it with you and this dude?" Shane asked, his curiosity getting the better of him.
"Nothing, okay...I've just heard of him a lot. Fucking Man U Youth team rich boy. Scores goals for fun. Damn if Coach chooses him over me, I'm finished. I'll never get back in the team again," Sebastian said, but his words didn't reach his eyes. Shane could swear that he could see some sadness behind them, but whether it was because of Luke of him possibely losing his place in the team, he wouldn't know.
For the first time really, he looked at Sebastian, more than just as his best friend. Since he was forced to accept that he was gay, Shane has tried his best to avoid being around boys too much, except for the team ofcourse, but there was nothing to look at anyway. He had never looked at Sebastian in a wanting way, since he was his best friend...but now that he watched the latter, he was stunned that he hadn't seen what a sexy person Sebastian was. His floppy blond hair, combined with a killer smile and muscles for days...Shane forced those ideas of out of head. He was making a big mistake looking at Shane in this way, and he knew it. He was just looking to fuck up their friendship. By the way, Sebastian wasn't even gay.
As fate would want it, Sebastian was left on the bench for their next game against St Celia's High and replaced with Luke. Not one of the players were happy with that and even talked about striking and not playing, but in the end, that plan would help nobody and Coach threatened to find other players and built the team around Luke, if they did. Shane had to admit that he was impressed by Luke's skills in training. You could see why he used to play for Man U's youth team and he scored goals at will. But Sebastian was his best friend, his loyalty lied with him.
In the 30th minute of the game, Shane made a sure fire match winning save when he dove to his left to deflect the ball from going into the net, and by doing so, he passed the ball straight to Luke, playing way out of position. Shane wanted to close his eyes and prayed that Luke would fall and break his leg...but as fate would have it, Luke Christensen outpassed and outmanuvered almost the entire St Celia's defence, blasting the ball home 12 yards from the goal, straight into the top left corner. Wayne Rooney himself would have been proud. In the end, the team won 4-1 with a stunning hattrick from Luke, with Sebastian finally getting onto the score sheet coming on as a subsitute for Luke, humiliating himself even further. Shane felt like an ass, his save let to the first goal for Luke...he knew that he had to be glad that they won...but this time it just wasn't the same and the entire team were down after the game. Luke simply got dressed and walked out without saying anything to his teammates.
"Who does the fucking punk think he is?" Shane mumbled to Sebastian as they were showering next to eachother.
"Shane, just leave Luke out of our convo's. I've had enough of him today," Sebastian said, but yet again, there was something in his eyes...something that Shane couldn't comprehend or understand. There's was a...a longing.
"Mate, are you okay?" he asked Sebastian.
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" the latter replied.
"No reason," Shane whispered before he switched off the showerhead and got dressed.
"Friday night and we're here all alone like fucking nuns, man! Let's go out, lets DO something!" Shane pleaded with Sebastian, exactly a week after Shane had that terrible experience with the lesbian porn DVD.
"Dude, I'm so not in the mood. You can go out, I'm staying here," Sebastian said, yawning as he did so. A knock at the door and in walked Bradley.
"You bro's coming with me? We're going to Hooters!" he said, excitedly.
"You're seventeen, how the hell are you gonna get in?"
"Got me some college dudes who works there as bouncers. Its all arranged! So little bro, wanna come? Sebastian?"
"Nah, its okay, can't leave Sebastian here on his own."
"Whatever, don't come and complain to me when you two turn out to be homo's one day," Bradley joked.
"Just get the fuck out," Shane said, pushing Bradley out of the room, his heart suffering a pierce from his brother's homophobic jokes.
"I'm gonna make some turkey sandwiches, you wanna?" he asked his best mate.
"Yeah sure, whatever, mate..." Sebastian said, yawning yet again.
"Okay mate, you better eat up, these are gonna dissapear like hot cakes...Sebastian?"
Shane sighed as his best friend was fast asleep on his bed. Now WHERE was he gonna sleep? It was never a problem before...before he started to feel this way about dudes...FUCK. Sleeping on the same bed, now knowing how handsome Sebastian was, he was deathly afraid waking up next to him with his cock on red alert. Oh well...Shane took a big bite out of his sandwich and carefully opened the closet to get his sleeping bag out to sleep on the couch in the lounge, when he heard Sebastian move on the bed.
"Mate, you awake?" Shane whispered, but Sebastian just groaned and turned on his back. And suddenly...worrying about where he was going to spend the night wasn't the biggest problem anymore. Literally. Sebastian's cock was on red alert underneath his Jockeys...and boy was he endowed?Now Shane knew he was attracted to males...but this was his best friend. It soon became clear that Sebastian wasn't just having any kind of dream. From the moans and groans that was coming from his bed, it was pretty sure that the best friend was having wet dream, and a pretty powerful one at that!
Shane could imagine it now...Sebastian waking up and finding out Shane is eyeing his rock hard cock...when words escaped his lips before Shane could say or do anything...
"Ohhhh Gooooood...You're sooo goood...Hmmmm"
Shane laughed as he took the leftover sandwiches and he was headed back to the kitchen, allowing his best friend to leave his dream with Lisa no doubt...
"Ohhh man, Luke, oooh fuck Luke, I love you so much, buddy, ohh man..."
Shane got out of his room as quickly as he could and ran down the stairs. He didn't even worry about the sandwiches falling out of his hands. It was only once he was lying on the sofa, with the sleeping bag wrapped around him, that he allowed himself to think about what he had heard.
Sebastian was clearly having a wet dream about someone. That someone was Luke Christensen. It had to be. My fuck...was Sebastian gay? He KNEW there was something else between Luke and Sebastian before Luke was transferred here. Sebastian was simply way too shocked when he's name was first mentioned, and he lost his place to Luke in the team!
But he had clearly heard the words "Luke, I love you, buddy" in Sebastian's mumblings with himself having a rock hard cock. Shane didn't know what to do. JEEZ?he and Sebastian were both gay! If they wanted to admit it, they could...well you know??? Shane layed down onto the pilled and draw the sleeping bag close. There was no way he was gonna sleep tonight...
A couple of miles away a young teenage boy's voice could be heard as he was given one beating after massive beating from the man standing over him, whilst he was laying on the ground, begging for the beatings to stop.
"What do you fucking do around here all day? No sugar, no coffee for me whan I get home? You worthless piece of TRASH!" the man screamed, kicking the defenceless boy over and over into his gut. Once he felt he was finished, he grabbed his wallet and slammed the front door closed behind him. Luke Christensen laid on the floor with tears and sweat streaming down his face. He closed his eyes, remembering two years ago at Football camp...there was a certain boy at that camp that he used to DREAM messing around with?he would dream it was the first time he was kissed, the first time his body was being caressed and kissed without it being beaten to a pulp. He fell inlove instantly. He didn't care of it was a boy.
After he had pulled up his tired and bruised body towards his bedroom, there was only one name and face he thought of. If somebody told him he would run into that person again this past week...after so long...
"Oh man, Shane. Oh why couldn't you be gay?" Luke whispered silently in the dark, a single tear rolling down his cheek.
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