End of last chapter: Cyn laughed and yelled at the same time, then cursed in Polish. "And what exactly did you just call me!?" He switched back to English "I said your zipper is open!" I quickly let him go and looked down...no it wasn't. Now it was my turn to blush as he ran off ahead laughing tauntingly back at me, I ground my teeth, furious at myself for being taken by such a stupid trick, and sprinted after him vowing I'd throttle his cute little neck when I caught him.
I sat down opposite Cyn at the lunch table, smiling smugly as he attempted to flatten his hair, which was sticking up in strange places, result of the vigerous noogie I'd recently given him. By the time he'd gotten it to back to normal I noticed the lunch line was filling up and made my way over to get our lunches. Cyn being somewhat smaller then average was likely to get shoved around abit by the line of hungry teenagers, so he usualy reserved our table, while I went and grabbed lunch. It was an good system, and as I made my way back to our table I noticed him looking over the spelling in my latest history homework. I was an above average student, but my spelling was generaly poor. I sat down and slid his tray to him just as a couple of my mates walked in, looking slightly worn after P.E in the hot sun. They spotted us and made their way over to sit down. "Phew what a stinker!" groaned Jared blowing his hair out of his eyes and wiping some sweat off his forehead with the back of his wrist. He was a guy of average height and and looks,with brown hair brown eyes and boy-next-door looks, the only distinguishing thing about him being the fact that his upper chest and legs were muscled like a bull. Cyn looked at him with raised eyebrows and wrinkled his nose slightly"You smell like you just rolled on every exercise mat in the gym. What did the coach do to you?" Jared swumg his arm backhanded at Cyn who ducked with a laugh before taking a bite of his roll. Pete who had just sat down next to me answered as Jared rummaged through his bag for some deodorant "Just the usual, 50 laps and every play he could fit into an 2 hour period. Jared was the bright lad who asked if we could just do some drills in the shade and earnt himself an extra 25 laps" They all laughed except Jared who grumbled and attacked his lunch like a starved man. Pete was a taller version of Jared, though less muscular and more attractive, he tended to be vain at times but was a nice guy and great company. The 5th member of their "gang" arrived in the form of Brad. He looked older then the other 4 and tended to switch between moods ranging from very happy to ridiculously happy. He was 6 foot 1 leanly muscled, ruggedly handsome, captain of the football team and arguably the most popular guy in the school.
Jared Pete Brad and me had all been mates since we were 12, we all sorta came together out of our love for sport I suppose. Jared Pete and Brad were all "jocks" and while I didn't play football, I played about anything else that was going. This left Cyntiusz as sorta the odd one out in our little group. His eccentric appearance and the fact that he was openly gay would have usualy ended him in the lower end of the popularity chain in most schools, despite the fact that he was kind funny smart and extremely attractive. Indeed the main reason he was in our group was the fact that he and I had hit it off the moment we met. The other guys were abit uncomfortable around him at first, though none were narrow-minded or homophobic they just hadn't had alot of experience with any gay guy being open with their sexuality. However after 3 years Cyn had turned into the little brother of our group, and any of the guys would happily throttle anyone who gave him problems.
Brad snapped his fingers under my nose bringing me out of contempation. I shook my head slightly realising I'd spaced out yet again, damn, I thought. I gotta stop doing that. "Dude focus!" I crossed my eyes and stuck out my tongue at Brad, who retaliated by leaning in as if to suck my tongue. I fell out of my seat in my haste to get away from him, and resurfaced red faced as the other guys all collapsed in laughter. "Alright alright u win this round Brad. Now what exactly were you trying to say to me?" He just grinned back "Was asking if we were doing anything tomorow? Long weekend dude! And by the way, what's so repulsive about some tongue-hockey with The Brad!? You looked like you were gonna pull a hammy trying to get away from me" He said with a mock hurt face. I couldn't help but chuckle, he could never be serious. "Nothing realy I just didn't want you making Cyn jealous" I said sarcasticaly. Cyn didn't look up from my history homework and his burger as he replied "Nah dont worry Jase you can have him, I prefer guys with abit...more, to offer." His eyes flickered off my history homework and onto Brads' crotch through the glass table. Pete Jared and I all roared with laughter as Brad flushed red, Cyn returned to his burger smugly, lying his hand palm up on the table and we all gave him five.
Brad got over his embaressment and tried to pick up the lost thread of conversation "Uhh so..yea, so what we doing this weekend?" The other guys all just shrugged and made comments that anything suited, except Cyn who was eyeing me. I stared back, knowing he was looking at me for a sign as to wether I wanted to breach the subject or wanted him too. "Ah guys it's a year this Saturday since my dad passed away. Mum wants to go spend the weekend with my sister, so I was hoping we could just all hang out at my place or something? Would prefer to keep as occupied as possible.." Pete Jared and Brad all looked guiltily at each other. "Sorry Jase we hadn't forgotten, we just decided not to mention it incase you prefered to not think about it. We weren't trying to be inconsiderate or anything.." Jared trailed away sadly, staring at his feet. I reached over and gripped his shoulder and shook him slightly. "It's fine guys, I figured that's what you were doing. As long as your all around I'll be happy" They all gave me a "chuck on the shoulder" , gruff yet heartfelt gestures that I knew meant they were there for me if I needed them. Cyn reached accross the table and squeezed my hand briefly, looking me in the eye, before returning to his lunch, glancing up at me every now and then while Brad Jared and Pete all planned our weekend for some fun and action.
The end of the day saw me waiting at the bus stop outside the school. We'd planned to get together at my house tonight after the guys all went back to their places first to get clothes and stuff for the weekend. I lived 15 minutes drive from the school on the other side of the mountain, though I always caught the bus most of the way in the morning, mum being usualy to busy to drop me off. The bus only came within a couple miles of the school so I was stuck walking the rest of the way, though, I reflected wryly, I generaly ended up running due to my chronic day dreaming. I got the bus home too accept whenever Cyn was staying at my place, which was generaly every weekend and a few week nights, his mum was more then happy to drop us there.
As he finaly made it out of the school I smiled and threw my arm around his shoulder and made our way to his mums car. While I've told myself to try not get to affectionate with him a thousand times, I can't realy help myself. Besides plenty of best mates walk around with their arm around their mates shoulders...just probably most of them don't have similar thoughts that I do about the mate in question. He slips his arm around my waist I get familiar twinge in my groin. For the thousandth time I wonder if he realises the effect he has on me. I try reasoning with myself that theres nothing more then friendliness behind the act, after all he isn't realy tall enough to reach my shoulders. The twinge in my groin subsides slightly, and I admitt to myself I wish that it were more then him just being friendly.
Reaching the road just as his mum pulls up in their damn fine Cadillac(silver one from the Matrix), we seperate so I can get in the car behind him. "Hi mum" "Hi Mrs.Valarious", "Hi boys" she answers, turning in her seat to smile at us. It's obvious where Cyn gets his good looks from, his mother had almost identical features, and at 40 years of age was still a stunning woman. "Well where too? Do you need to go home and get some things first Cyntiusz or is Jase staying with us this weekend for a change?" She asks this every frieday even though the answer is still the always same. "Home first please mum, we're all hanging at Jases' for a change" She sighs "Oh well it's always worth asking, one day you might surprise me and actualy stay at our home for a weekend" We both grinned back at her and shook our heads together making her laugh. It wasn't that the Valaraiouss' house wasn't cool, infact was about twice the size of mine (Cyns' parents are loaded) but no one is ever realy around at my place so it gives 5 teenage boys a very agreeable sense of freedom. Plus throw a pool table, decent size pool, PS2 with every game under the planet, and a very good mini cinema into the mix, and well my place generaly provided ample entertainment.
We chatted about school with Mrs.Valarious(who by the way is called Rita, but whom I'm not realy on first name basis with)and about our plans for the weekend, and just as we were giving her our assurance that we we'd behave we arrived at their house. Cyn and I jumped out of the car before it had stopped and made our way to his room, pausing briefly to raid some snacks from the pantry and fridge. His room was massive, though always managed to look full somehow. King sized bed 2 lounges massive entertainment system and huge closet aswell as walk-in drobe. He owns about enough clothing for a different style every day of the year.
"I'm just gonna hit the shower quickly before we get going" he called over his shoulder as he made his way to his bathroom. "Don't take long" I ordered, trying to sound nonchalant, though my heart starts racing in my chest. Cyn had no problems what so stripping down to his boxers infront of me, or occasionaly even less(the memories of which still keep me awake some nights). Sure enough a minute later he walked back out in his sexy navy boxers that conspired to hug his incredibly cute ass with each step, he slid open his drobe and walked in, flicking through his clothes taking his time to choose what he wanted to wear for the weekend. He bent down to pick some sandals, his boxers hugging his ass and package underneath. I turned away and hastily grabed my bad and shoved it,rather painful, into my lap. "Hurry up you queen" I ordered, trying to sound playful but my voice came out sounding husky rather then playful. He straightened up, a pair of sandals in his hand with a raised eyebrow. I wonder if he guessed what my bag was doing, as he tossed me a rather roguish wink. Probably not, I reaosoned to myself. We were always teasing each other. I reluctantly turned away and stared at a spec of what looked like ink on the wall with all my concentration. He dumped all his chosen clothes on the bed then went into the shower with the door only half closed. I gave a barely audible groan, then jumped up with the intention of going to raid the kitchen more only to feel my shorts clinging tightly to a rather rock hard erection. I gave a sigh and sat back down, bag in lap, and closed my eyes and tried to think of Mrs.Lenax dancing in a dominatrix outfit. Yep that worked. I put my bag back on the floor.
15 minutes later the bathroom door opens and Cyn walked out in a towel followed by a wall of steam. Oh crap. Bad bad bad! Off goes the towel, milky white skin and the sexiest ass imaginable come into view and he leans forward slightly to grab his short and slips them on. I grabbed my bag on plonked it back in my lap.
If he's hot in a school uniform then it's even worse in casual clothes. Atleast the school shirts and shorts are semi concealing. Now in a close fitting green and yellow striped shirt, a pair of loose grey shorts that hung off his butt and trendy sandals(did I mention he has cute toes?) with his customary thin layer of mascara and typical surfer neclace made of simple leather and sharks tooth. He's fully clothed and I'm still having issues wrestling down my hard on. Crisis averted, I offer to carry his duffle bag for him. Phew that was close. On the way to my place I wasn't very chatty, I suppose talking to Mrs.Valarious while I'm rock hard for her son just seems inappropriate to me. Guess I'm old fashioned.
Brad and Pete are already out the front waiting for us, lazily tossing a stone back and forth to each other. The car stopped and Brad ran forward to open the door for Mrs.Valarious (he's had a crush on her since he was 14) she stepped out with a small smile of thanks, and Pete ran forward to imitate Brad with my door, bowing slightly as if I were Royalty. Cyn and I laughed as Brad blushed and shot Pete a glare that clearly said your gonna pay! Mrs.Valarious kissed Cyn good-bye, admonished us all to behave, and drove off. The second she was out of sight brad took 2 strides forward and hurled himself into Pete lifting him off the ground then driving him down into the grass. I laughingly walked over to them, adding pokes and tickles where I could to infuriate them as they rolled around wrestling. Then suddenly my world turned upside down as Pete swept my feet out from under me. I landed with a OOF as my back hit the ground, before I could clear my head Brad Pete and Cyn were all piled ontop of me, tickling poking and twisting any part of me they could reach(I mean ANY part)"AARGH stop twisting that's attached you jackass!!". Brad poked his head under Petes arm and grinned at me "Sorry mate thought I a rat just climbed in your zipper and that was it's tail whipping out of sight" I just grunted then kneed him in the gut, watching with great satisfaction as his eyes crossed slightly, then heaved him and Pete off. Shaking my head as I stood I saw Jared had arrived and yanked Cyn off me, and now had his arms pinned behind his back with 1 hand while the other proceeded to bring him to the point of tears by tickling his very ticklish chest."LEMME GO!" Cyn yelped between fits of laughter, finaly managing to kick backwards and striking Jareds shin.
Grinning I helped Cyn to his feet, "Pick on someone size Jared. Like an Ox or something" I admonished him. He just grunted"Damn but he can kick". Cyn whiped tears of laughter from his eyes on poked his tongue at Jared "Be thankful I only kicked your shins then. Otherwise in the very unlikely event that a woman ever lets you get in her panties, Little Jared might not have been too damaged to rise to the challange!" Snickering we helped Jared to fit feet and headed into my house.