Good Intentions
By: Chris Candler
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All characters depicted within are fictional and none of the story is from real experience. If you are under the age of 18 please leave now.
~Good intentions are ideals of what we plan to do. Planning is not enough, for good intentions, if not carried through can have devastating consequences. ~
My name is Mike and this is how my story begins and ends. I am a 16 year old junior in high school. I am 5'10", 180 lbs, slim hairless body with a girlish figure (I get this from my mom's genes), and a nice bubble butt.
I am gay...and I am alone. My life is devoid of all hope. I find myself begging for my pain to end. I cry myself to sleep every night because I know the next day will only bring more misery. High school is not a friendly place for most gay teens. It is wrought with narrow minded people who see only those who are "normal."
Most of my high school career has been violent and cruel. I have never been loved; not by my parents and not by my peers. I have been beaten, abused, and laughed at. My sexuality was exposed in a very horrible way. I was checking out a guy in gym class. Jackson was the most perfect specimen of the male form. He was 6'2, 210 lbs, dark blonde hair, muscles to die for, and a thick 6" soft cock. I was lost in my visual heaven. When I looked up he had caught me. I was panicked. I didn't know what else to do but put my clothes on and run as fast as I could from the locker room.
As I was getting ready to leave for the day I was sick to my stomach. I had been caught checking out one of the most popular guys in the school. Lost in my thoughts, I felt someone grab my arm and spin me around. My heart dropped...It was Jackson. I didn't know what to do or what to say. All I could do was plead with him. "I am sorry Jackson, I am so sorry. Please don't tell anyone. I will do anything." I begged. Jackson had a stoic look on his face. I was braced for what was to come. To my utter surprise he pulled me into a loving embrace.
Confused and scared I didn't know how to react. "Its o.k. man, I have liked you since our freshman year. I just couldn't do anything about it because people expect things of me. I am expected to play sports, hang out at parties, and fuck every chick I can. I am not that that person, but I am not strong enough to do anything about it." Jackson said.
Jackson's eyes started to glaze over as his emotions shown through those bright green eyes. "I want to be with you. I have wanted to be with you I just can't in public. I am not ready to come out. My life would be ruined." Jackson said with emotion breaking through in his voice. "I know you are interested but I also know you have had a hard time in school and in life. All I ask is that you give me a chance. I don't want to pressure you. Just be my friend and see where it goes from there." Jackson said gazing down at me.
For the first time in my life I experienced hope. Why me? I didn't know how to respond to him. His eyes told me he was telling the truth. Perhaps for once in my life I could have something special; something that is mine. Perhaps for the first time in my life I can be loved.
"Why are you interested in my?" I asked. "I have been alone my entire life, why now?" How could I possibly be this lucky? Jackson answered quickly and sincerely "Because I can see the pain in your eyes, I can see the need to be wanted. I want to be that person who wants you. I want to fill that place in your heart that I have wanted to feel for years." Jacksons reply drove me to tears. I knew at that point I had finally found my heart...my life.
Over the next week we spent every spare moment we could together. I spent a lot of time at his football practice giving my support. I wanted Jackson to know I love him as much as he loves me.
On Friday after gym class everyone had cleared out and the school was pretty much empty. I felt sweaty and hot from running laps. I decided to take a shower to ease my sore muscles. I stepped under the hot water and was lost in that wonderful feeling that only a good shower can provide. I was lost in my thoughts as I soaped my body rubbing my tender muscles. My mind shifted to Jackson and immediately my 7.5" cock spring to life. I could see his lips covering my shaft and his tongue rolling around my sensitive head. I began stroking my cock moaning Jackson's name when I am grabbed from behind. I froze. I was scared to death. I knew I was in for a beating.
A tongue licked my ear and I was confused. "Hi babe" a deep soothing voice said. It was Jackson! He spun me around and gave me a fierce kiss. His 10" cock was pressing into my thigh. He whispered in my ear. "You don't have to use your thoughts when you have the real thing right here." Jackson said with a husky voice. "Do you really want to suck me off?' He asked. "Yes" I moaned.
Jackson pushed down on my shoulders dropping me to my knees. I was face to face with the object of my desire. "It is o.k. babe... I love you." Jackson said. My hormones raging and my heart soaring I grasped for his cock... Everything went dark.
I woke up in the hospital confused and sore. I couldn't move. When I tried to move the pain was so bad I passed out yet again. I woke up sometime at night to a really cute guy sitting in a chair next to me. I didn't know who he was, but I didn't know what happened either so I decided to ask.
"What happened? Where am I?" the boy's head jerked up with concern in his eyes. "Just relax you are still pretty banged up" the stranger stated. I was still confused why this cute, well muscled guy was here. Where was Jackson?
"You were brutally beaten in the shower by Jackson and a group of his friends. You were bleeding when I found them ganging up on you. I knocked Jackson out and beat the shit out of his friends when I saw you being attacked but I wasn't in time to do much good to you. You were barely breathing when I got to you and I called an ambulance. You went into cardiac arrest when you got to the hospital. They got you stable but you have been out for 4 days." Did I hear this right? I couldn't believe it Jackson loves me, he wouldn't hurt me.
"But Jackson wouldn't hurt me. He would die to protect me. I just can't believe that he would to anything like that." I said in disbelief. Looking sad the stranger dropped a bomb that would end my world, crush my heart, and destroy my hope. "It seems that Jackson caught you checking him out a week or so ago. He and his friends came up with a plan to tell everyone that you were gay. They videotaped you and Jackson in the shower. After that they edited their attack from the film and played the video on the school television channel. According to the Police they found the original tape with the attack and all of the guys were arrested. I am sorry, but they sent a DVD of you to your parents." Jackson related to Mike.
Mike sat in shock, he couldn't deal with this. His life had ended. Without saying a word Mike rolled to his side and withdrew into his own mind. Mike stayed catatonic for the next month. His parents never came to see him. When the hospital called them they said they didn't have anything to do with that faggot. Mike was now abandoned, destroyed, and homeless.
Mike heard everything as he stayed in the safety of his mind. He now knew the stranger was named Seth. Every day after school Seth visited Mike for several hours at a time. Mike didn't understand this. Who was this guy to care? No one cares without a motive (that is painfully obvious by the events that had ended his life). He wanted to die. Mike made a plan. He knew what he had to do.
The day Mike figured out what he needed to do, he decided it was time to come back to the world. When Seth visited that day Mike simply said "Hi Seth." Seth's eyes jerked up and he rushed to Mike's side. "Are you o.k.? What happened? You haven't moved or responded to anything for the last month." Seth said with concern in his voice. "I don't know. Everything has just been dark like I was asleep." Mike lied. "I am glad you are back man. I have been worried." He said. "Why? I don't even know you" Questioned Mike. "When I saw you there practically lifeless and bleeding on the floor I couldn't stand it. I was enraged to the point that I didn't think about what I was doing I just started attacking. I am gay and have been through the same thing you did. My parents beat me until I almost died and they kicked me out. I was homeless and living on the street. A lawyer found me and took me in. He helped me to get emancipated. He offered me a job in his office and helped me get an apartment. I WAS you... I couldn't stand to see it happen to another person. That is why I care. You deserve to have a life. One that is free from the bullshit you deal with now. I want to help you. I want to give you the same chance that was given to me." Seth's eyes were full of tears as he told the story of his life.
Mike was still destroyed. His will to live was gone. He had his plan...he would die. Seth had to go home for the night. He had school the next day. Seth promised to return the next day. What Seth didn't know is that Mike wouldn't be there.
Seth spent all day at school thinking about Mike. He still worried about him. Seth knew something still wasn't right. Seth decided to blow off his last class of the day. He had a bad feeling and needed to get to Mike as soon as he could.
When Seth arrived at the hospital Mike's room was empty. The bad feeling in his stomach went into overdrive. He ran to the nurse's station franticly asking where Mike was. The nurse said he wanted to go for a walk around the hospital and stretch his legs. Seth immediately knew where to find him. His heart raced and his legs carried him as fast as he had ever run. Mike finally got to the roof of the hospital and there he saw Mike getting ready to jump.
Seth slowly walked toward Mike. "Mike. Don't do this." He said. "This is what my life is worth... nothing. I am done with the pain, with the hopelessness, with life all together." Mike said in a choking voice. Everything went silent for a moment... then he jumped.
Mike's arm came out of its socked with a painful crack. Seth had grabbed him before he fell. Mike struggled to get loose but Seth was too strong and wouldn't allow this life to go without a fight. Seth pulled Mike back over the edge and Mike started to swing and fight Seth. The anger flared in his eyes as he pounded Seth with his one good arm. Seth allowed it.
Seth caught Mike and pulled him into a full embrace. Unable to escape Seth's strength, Mike had to give up. He finally gave in and fell into Seth's arms. Seth sat there rocking Mike and just held him. He leaned down and gave him a chaste kiss on his lips. They sat there for hours and Seth told him everything would be alright.
A week later Mike was to be released from the hospital and Mike now faced a brutal reality. He had no home. Mike had nowhere to go and still had nothing to live for. As Mike filled out his paperwork and left the hospital with nothing but the clothes on his back he began walking down the street. He knew he would live on the street. The reality of his life put Mike in a daze as he continued to walk the street looking for an alley or shack to sleep in. A car pulled up beside him. "Hey man, hop in I need to show you something." The voice was Seth's.
Mike had grown accustom to Seth. He was always there for him. He saved my life and since I have nothing I decided to step into his car. "What do you want to show me?" Mike asked. "Just wait and see. This will help you find your way in life. I promise you, it will be worth it." Seth said convincingly. Mike got in the car and they drove for 15 minutes to a nice apartment complex. "Come on man. Come upstairs this will help you. Like I promised you; I WILL help you through this." He said.
Mike entered Seth's apartment and was curious as to what was so important. Mike waved him over to a bedroom. "This is your room man. You are not alone and I am not going to let anything happen to you. You always have a home here and you are welcome here. The lawyer that helped me agreed to help you get setup as an adult. He has offered you a job and you will be working with me. The salary isn't the best it is $30,000 a year but it is enough to live on." Seth waited on Mike's reaction. Mike stared blankly then ran to Seth's arms and kissed him fiercely. Seth was stunned but returned the egger kiss.
"You have done what no one else would do. You protected me when I needed it, you saved me when I was done, you are my life now. I feel safe with you, and I want to love you but I am so scared. I want to try if you will have me. I just need someone in my life I can trust and believe in, someone who believes in me. Will you have me Seth?" Mike pleaded.
Seth answered quickly and honestly "of course I will have you. I have come to know and love you. I see me in you so I know the capacity for love you hold. If you need to go slow with this we will go as slow as you need. I want you to feel loved; I want you to feel safe. I will be whatever you need me to be. I love you" Said choked up with emotion.
Mike grabbed Seth by the shirt and dragged him to the bed. Mike practically ripped his shirt off. They kissed passionately as Mike unbuckled Seth's pants and released his throbbing cock. There lay this Adonis; this savior with love and trust in his eyes Mike knew he wanted this. As Mike sank to his knees he took Seth's 10" cock in his mouth. Taking time, Mike slid down the cock until all the throbbing inches were in his throat and his dark curly hairs were on his nose.
Seth groaned in pleasure. Seth had not been with anyone in over 2 years. Seth couldn't last. "Mike. I..I'm...I'm going to cum!" Mike wanted everything Seth had to offer. He wanted his savior...his love inside him. Seth came with a fury. Hugh loads of cum ran down Mikes throat. Seth simply said "I love you...I will never let anything hurt you again."
Authors Note:
There are good intentions and bad intentions. There are those who will hurt you and there are those who will be there for you. People's intention has repercussions beyond what they think. A person can be so close to the edge that one act of malice can cost a life. Life is precious and is worth living. Even if you think life is not worth living remember that there are those who care. You may know this person or it may be a complete stranger but there is always someone who cares about your life. There are people out there who truly have "Good Intentions."
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