Here is Chapter 4. Once again all e-mails are welcome.
LUXURY OF LIES
BOOK ONE
CHAPTER FOUR
(MICHAEL)
The school day went by uneventful once again, which is to mean that once again nobody talked to me, with the exception of Wayne, and then since we didn't have many classes together except for fourth period math and fifth period english, we didn't get to say much to each other then either. Who ever said that money can't buy friends hit the nail right on the head. My family had more money then the majority of the students attending Barfield's combined, and as far as friends went I only had one, one that I could truly say was my friend. As I thought about it, I really didn't know Wayne all that well, yes I know what his cock tasted like, the feel of his skin, but the important things were still all a blur to me. I wanted to know all his likes and dislikes, I wanted to know the person behind Wayne Westwood.
The bell rang ending fifth period english and I waited at the door for Wayne to go to sixth period gym. Oh, I quess I forgot we also had gym together.
"Coach Reardon will probably have us run all period," he said, "Do you really want to run?" he asked.
"Hell no, " I laughed. "I can think of better ways to stay in shape."
"I was thinking the same thing, how about we go back to my room and come up with some new and interesting way of staying in shape. And if not new at least interesting."
We walked down the hall, I wanted to take his hand and hold it, but knew it probably wasn't a good idea. I could just see the tabloids and the field day they would have with that one. Dozens of teenage girls would be heartbroken, and even though I could care less about them, I still didn't want to break their hearts. As we walked down the hall, a few people acknowledged Wayne and managed to say Hi, but once again nobody even bothered to notice me. I wanted to shout out, what the hell am I invisible.
"Don't pay them no attention," Wayne said, as if he could read what I was thinking. "If I liked girls and had a girlfriend and she had a poster of you on her wall, then I'd probably hate you too."
"So what are you trying to say," I replied, "that only gay guys will ever be my friend."
We both laughed and it felt good to laugh.
Even if nobody else in that god forsaken school learned to care or even like me, at least I knew two people who liked me for who I was. And that was all I needed to know.
(CHASE)
I could smell the familiar odor of chlorine as I walked into the swimming area. The swimming complex was by far the nicest in the state. The National Swimming Championships were to be held here this summer, and numerous Olympic hopefuls trained their during the off season. The pool itself was eight lanes wide, with each lane being twenty-five meters long. Their were two sets of spectator stands on either side of the pool, and it could hold a capacity of 12,000 spectators. I know your probably wondering why a high school would have such a luxurious pool. My father had dontated the money to build it, and of course he spared no expense. The total project cost in excess of ten million dollars.
I walked over to locker 35, set my bag down on the bench and was in the process of undressing, when I saw Dale Eklund out of the corner of my eye. He was standing a few lockers down from me, completely naked. He had his body directed towards his locker, so all I could see was a side view. I couldn't quite understand the thoughts I was having. I had seen his cock on numerous occasions, since we swam together, then we were almost forced to shower together. But I had never once had the thoughts I was know having about his cock.
turn around, turn around, turn towards me, the thought kept running through my mind, let me see your cock.
I shook my head to come out of my daydream, and when I looked again, he had already pulled on his speedos.
"Chase," he yelled, "you better hurry and get dressed, you know how coach hates it when were late."
"Boy's" I said, in my best coach Ryan imperssination. "There is no place for a man who can not be on time, time doesn't stop until your ready, so you have to be ready at all times."
"Damn," Dale said, when I had pulled off my underwear and was standing their completely naked. "you've got nothing to be ashamed of."
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"Your dick, man," he said, "It's pretty big."
uh...uh..." I stuttered.
"Oh, shit, " he laughed, "I didn't mean to embarrass you or anything. If you look around you, I'm sure you've noticed that you don't see any females around here. Some of us have girlfriends on the outside, but to go without getting your rocks off for three months at a time, is kinda tough. So most of us guys help each other out whenever we can. Hell, it doesn't mean any of us our gay, since kissing is out of the question. It's mostly just handjobs, but once in awhile you may get lucky and get a blowjob. Anal sex is out of the question, since that would surely make you a sure fire fag." "Do you wack off?" he asked.
I laughed, "sure, don't all guys."
"You wanna do it together?" he asked.
"Here," I said, "we don't have time."
"No, stupid, he said, "we can go back to my room after practice. My room mate is in the sick bay with the chicken poxs, so I have the room all to myself."
Oh, what the hell I thought, I quess I could see where these feeling and thoughts I'd been having were gonna lead me.
(WAYNE)
I was kinda nervous, this was actually the first time I had planned to be with Michael. Oh, of course their was the first time, but that wasn't planned. I didn't want to push things to fast, I wanted him to be comfortable. I grabbed a Cd and poped it into the Cd player and turned the music up. Appropriately it was Shaggy's Hot Shot Cd, and the song playing was Angel. Man I loved that song. I started singing along, only changing the lyrics to fit Michael. Regardless of the stereotypes put on gays, no I didn't not like or own any Backstreet Boy's, Nsync or anyother boy band music. In fact Shaggy's Hot Shot, and Nelly's Country Grammar were about the only Cd's I owned that weren't rock and roll. I was really big into AC/DC, Metallica, Iron Maiden, The Matthew Good Band(their a canadian rock band, give their Cd Permanant Midnight a go, you wouldn't be disapointed).
I grabbed us a couple of cokes, as we sat down on the edge of my bed. I couldn't believe how beautiful he was, his eyes sparkled like clear pools of water on a summer day after a warm rain. His hair was perfect. The magazines couldn't capture the image I was now seeing in front of me, even if they had wanted to. I grabbed his hand in mine and leaned over and kissed him. I could feel the electricity moving from my lips to his, and back as he kissed me back. I can not recall or remember being aware of stripping off our clothes, but before we both realized it, we were laying on top of my bed, naked as the day we were born. I grabbed his shaft and stroked it lovingly, well I tried to get him to swallow my tounge. The sweat dripped from our bodies, as we rocked back and forth in tune to the music playing in our souls.
I felt him kissing down my chest, stoping at each one of my nipples and lavashing it with sweet kisses, before moving a trail down with his tounge towards my belly button. I had never thought having your belly button sucked could be so erotic, but the feeling I was recieving were driving me to the brink of insanity. We worked his way further down, and when I thought he was going for the prize, he skipped it and trailed down the inside of my left leg, sending shivers up and down my spine. He took each one of the toes on my left foot and sucked them into his mouth, before jumping to the right foot and doing the same, before tracing the inside of it, with his tounge up towards the ultimate prize. With one quick motion he swallowed my whole cock all the way down to the base. I shivered and knew it wouldn't be long before I exploded. I gripped the sheets tight, closed my eyes and let the feeling of bliss overtake my body. He kept sucking until each and every last drop was drained from me, and not just from the tip of my cock, but my whole being.
"Damn," I said, "I've never felt anything so intense. Where did you learn to do that?"
"It just seemed right," he said, "did I do all right for my first time?"
A expert couldn't have done better," I said, kissing him on the lips, tasting my own manhood on his lips.
We switched positions and it was my turn to pleasure him.
After we had both being saturated with love for one another, we laid side by side on the bed, his head resting against my chest, lost in a tidal wave of emotions and love for the other. I kissed the top of his hair as I felt his breath against my chest and knew I was deeply in love for the first time in my life.