This story contains sexual encounters with underage boys. If this offends you or you are underage please leave. Otherwise, Enjoy! Any comments or suggestions please email me @ jje1215@yahoo.com
Morning shined through three plate glass windows.
Brad Kenmore grogilly opened his eyes. He squinted a little bit as his eyes adjusted to the brightness. He pulled back the sheet covers and sat down on his mattress.
After 5 minutes, he stood up and went to his restroom. He relived his bladder of its contents and went to the sink to wash his hands.
He looked at his reflection in the mirror. He thought he was good looking. He had a nice tan from all his yard work and all the sports he played. his brownish blond hair complemented his face perfectly.
It wasn't long but it wasn't short either. It fell a little short of his shoulders. He brushed his teeth while he waited for his CHI straightner to heat up. After straighting his hair, he walked to his closet and picked out his favorite Abercrombie shirt with some Hollister shorts and his Nike Shoxs.
After he finished getting dressed, he went downstairs to find his mom making a mouth-watering breakfast.
He walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of water. "Morining, Sweetie. You want some breakfast?" asked his mom.
"Morning, Mom! Sure. Why not!" He sat down at the table as his mom put down a plate of eggs, bacon, hashbrowns and 2 pancakes.
"Wow, mom! are you making enough for a small army or what?" he said and his mom just turned and started laughing.
She sat down with her plate and said "Well lets not wait for the army." and she began to eat.
"Do you want me to take you to school today or are you taking your truck?" asked Brad's mom as she swallowed a piece of pancake.
"I'll take my truck today. I've missed driving it." Brad responded as he got up to place his plate in the sink.
"Thanks, mom! That was a really good breakfast!"
"You're welcome, Honey. Call me when you get out of school, OK?"
"Sure, mom! Bye.Love You!"
Brad got his keys from the end table by the door and walked out to his front porch. He pressed one of the buttons on his remote and the Range Rover unlocked and turned on.
He placed his backpack in thr trunk and made his way to the drivers side. The engine turned over and he headed for school. The high school was about 10 minutes away from his house so it really didnt take him that long to get to the parking lot.
He parked his truck and got out. As he reached the back of the truck he saw who he parked by. It was the varsity quarterback, Jesse Haverford.
"Hey dude! nice truck! I would kill for one of these!" Jesse said as Brad pulled his bag out of the trunk.
"Thanks. My mom bought it for me for doing good in school!"
"Man, dude my parents would probably get me something like this but I cant even pass English!"
"Hey man dont beat yourself up! If you want i can probably help you."
Jesse jusr stared at Brad like as if he had just saved his life. "You would do that for me?!" he said with his eyes wide.
"Sure. How about Thursday at around 5?"
"Sure! Lets meet at the locker room cause i got practice after school!"
"Sure. Talk to ya later!"
Jesse walked toward the atrium. Brad closed the truk door and begin to also walk towards the towering glass doors. "Wait! IM GONNA TUTOR JESSE HAVERFORD!!" Brad thoguht to himself as he walked into the school.
Ever since Brad could remember, he had a crush on Jesse. Oh, Yes as you may of guessed, Brad is gay.
Jesse was etremly good looking. He was the perfect guy. Charming, Funny, well-built, lovable, friendly, and the most gorgeous hazel eyes you could ever see.
Brad just couldnt wait for thursday to get here!
Well i know its a cliff hanger but there will be more to come! please send me feedback! jje1215@yahoo.com