After my last encounter with Nick, I felt so gross. I felt used and cheap and dirty. I probably took about five showers that day. There was just something about the whole experience that was degrading. Even though I was having hot steamy sexual encounters with Nick, the guy that I have wanted since I realized I was gay, it just wasn't right. Something was totally wrong about the whole experience.
I stayed true to my promise to Nick though. I never spoke a word about it to anyone, not even Wendi and she's my best friend. I kept my mouth shut. To tell you the truth, I wanted to forget it and get out of my mind as quickly as I could. The fact that I steered clear of Nick throughout the rest of my sophomore year and the summer before junior year helped a lot. When I would get invited to summer parties, I would find out that Nick would be there, and I would make up some lame excuse about why I couldn't come. It pissed me off that I was allowing Nick to make my decisions about my life, but I just couldn't face him. It would be too weird.
The ducking and dodging was supposed to last through my junior year as well, but there was one small problem. I got my schedule and when the first bell rang, it was time to go to first period. My first period was Pottery I. I don't know why I chose this class last year while I was scheduling. All of my friends had taken it last year in their sophomore year, but I chose not to. Now, I was going to be in a class with a bunch of immature sophomores. I walked into the classroom and saw my friend, Amber. I decided to take a seat by her and we started talking about how the first day of junior year was going for both of us. Then, he walked in. It was Nick. He walked in carrying a blue folder and a math book.
"Looks like we're not the only juniors in this class, thank God," Amber said, seeing him before I did.
I turned my head and our eyes connected. At first it looked like he was just going to ignore me or something and walk to another table, but that didn't happen. His eyes brightened up and that grin that he had on his face both days that we did shit appeared. He started laughing and came over and placed his books at our table.
"Is this seat taken?" He said as he sit down on the stool. What if it was? Would he have really gotten up? I wanted to say something, but Amber beat me to it.
"No. It's yours now, Nicky baby."
That slut. Amber is such a slut. She wanted on Nick's balls since we were freshman. Let me tell you about Amber before I go on anymore. Amber is your typical Barbie doll without the plastic. She has bleach, and I mean bleach, blonde hair. She has fake contacts that make her eyes look blue. She tans on a daily basis. She has a good tan, but her skin is always dry and she has spots. I tell her she's going to get cancer, but does she listen?
Nick just stared at her, and that at me. He didn't say anything though. He looked past me at the door. I looked back and saw Andy walk into the classroom. Andy was Nick's best friend. Andy was so fucking gorgeous. He was like a Greek god if there ever was one. His broad shoulders were amazing. He was the strongest kid in our grade. You could always find him at the gym working out. Andy was as tan as Amber, but he didn't fake bake. He was so hot and he took a seat next to Nick, across the table from Amber and I.
"I didn't know you took this class, dude," Andy said as he sat his books down and sat on the stool. He and Nick shook hands.
"Yeah. I had to pick something to fill up my schedule. Potter just seemed to be the right thing to take."
"This class fucking blows balls, dude. There's not hot girls in it."
Amber smacked the table at that comment. Andy looked at her and smiled. He winked his left eye and blew a kiss to Amber. Amber was in her glory and she got really excited about that.
"Of course there's always you, Ambo. You know I love you."
"I love you too, Andy."
I was getting sick and it wasn't even 8 o'clock yet. So Ms. H took roll and started to go over the classroom rules. They were the usually respect others bullshit that every teacher preaches to the class. I wanted to see her incorporate that rule in this classroom. It was full of juvenile delinquents and people that wouldn't give a damn about getting in trouble. Ms. H also told us that where we were sitting was going to be our assigned seats until the end of the year. When she said that, Nick and I instantly looked at each other. I tried to play it off and looked away really quickly. When I thought it was safe to look back I did. He was still looking at me. This time, he smiled and winked. I shook my head and sighed.
The end of the day came rather quickly. It always does on the first day. It's like a mirage of what the year will really be like. You think that your classes are easy and it's going to be a great year, but then the second day is what gets you. The homework comes and all that good shit.
I walked out into the parking lot with about half of the school. I just got into school when the bell rang so I had to park all the way at the end of the parking lot. I walked down the lot and saw my black convertible BMW sitting in the parking lot. A lot of people were looking at it. They knew it was mine. It was no secret to the school that my parents were wealthy as fuck and had money coming out of their assholes. If they only knew how lonely it is to be rich, they wouldn't make such a big deal about it. Anyway, I threw my books into the car and was about to get in when I heard a horn honk. I turned around saw the same red truck that I was in last year. The same red truck that I was in when I gave Nick head for the last time and he fingered me. I tilted my sunglasses down and saw Nick motioning me to come to the window. I did.
"What, Nick?" I was not in the mood to hear whatever he had to say. He noticed. He laughed as well.
"Don't sound so thrilled to see me, Miller."
"What do you want?"
"We need to talk. Meet me at Pete's Point. Now."
"Fine."
I walked away and got into my car. Nick drove off and I started the car. Pete's Point is the place that over looks Echo Valley, our town. You can see the entire town from up there. Besides being a place with a great view, PP also provides a place for the local couples to go and have sex in their cars, just like in the movies. Why would Nick want me to go up there and meet him?
I lost Nick once we got onto the highway. But then I saw him turn onto the road that leads up to the hill. I thought twice about making this right. Why not just go straight and go home? Why am I going to go up here when I really don't want to? That was just Nick. He had this hold over me and I did whatever he wanted. I drove up the hill for a while, behind Nick. We finally approached the hill and he found a spot to park his truck. I parked right next to him. Nick got out of the truck. Without saying a word, I did the same. I followed him over to the rocks that were basically the edge of the Pete's Point. We stood there in complete silence for about five minutes. It seemed like over an hour though. I was just waiting for him to say something. Finally, he did.
"Why are you being really weird, dude?" Nick said this while throwing a rock over the cliff. He looked at me, waiting for my answer.
Was he serious? How was I not supposed to act weird?
"What are you talking about? How am I acting weird?"
"In Pottery today, you didn't say anything to me. It was like Amber and Andy talked the whole time and me and you just stayed silent."
"What were we supposed to talk about?"
"I don't know. Something."
"Well I didn't really know what to say to you. I haven't really talked to since...you know."
"Yeah."
"And I just didn't know what to say to you. I don't know."
"Justin, I don't want you feeling weird about what we did last year."
"You said you never wanted to talk about it. You didn't want anyone to find out. I never told anyone. I never brought it up."
"I know you didn't. But we can't just like act like it never happened. And we can't be weird around other people in school. People are going to pick up on it and they are going to start wondering what happened. I'm surprised Andy didn't say anything today."
"Well I'm sorry."
"You have nothing to apologize for, dude. Just tomorrow, talk to me more. Don't just sit there and add a few comments to Amber, here and there. Because if you do, I'll have to sculpt a penis out of clay and beat you over the face with it, just like I did last time."
Nick did something I never thought, in a million years, he would be able to do again. He was able to bring a smile to my face. I tried to hide it because the comment was so stupid, but I couldn't I started laughing. He did as well. The awkward moment was broken. We were both laughing hysterically.
"You do that and I will have to kill you, Nick."
"You couldn't touch me if you tried."
"I don't know. I've been working out this summer. You see these pythons?" Who in the hell was I kidding? Not myself. I was working out, but there was no real results, or at least what I thought.
"Yeah I can tell. Your shoulders are starting to poke out. And I think your arms are getting better."
Nick took hold of my arm and started squeezing it. The squeezes turned into rubbing. I looked at him. He stopped.
"Yeah... My parents just put a gym in our house. I was bored over the summer so I decided to start working out."
"Your own gym, huh? That must be sweet. I wish I had my own gym. You should let me come over and work out some time."
"If you wanted to."
"Sweet. So what do you want to do now?"
"I don't know. I'm probably just going to go home. I didn't sleep much last night, you know, with the first day of school and all. I'm tired."
"Well... We're just going to have to wake you up a bit."
Nick lunged at me and grabbed my by the shoulders. I tried to fight him off, but he was too strong. He started shaking me around, trying to "wake me up" from my tiredness. He pulled me back and my ass touched his crotch. I could feel that his monster cock was starting to get hard in his pants. We both knew what was going on. Instead of fighting it, I started pushing my ass back into Nick's dick. At the same time, he was pushing forward. The friction from our pants and me sliding my ass back and forth on his crotch was making his dick grow. It was starting to poke out and I could feel it in my ass. He pulled my entire body close to his and started sucking on my neck. He moved to my ear.
"Feel what you're doing to me?"
Nick grabbed my hand and placed it behind me and onto the outline of his dick through his blue jeans. I looked into his eyes and gave it a squeeze. This made him moan. With his eyes clothes he was pleading with me to keep squeezing it, keep rubbing it. I did as I was told, causing more moans out of him.
"Do you like that, Nick?"
"Fuck yeah! You got me so fucking hard, Justin. I'm hard as a fucking rock. Now you have to help me out with this thing."
"You want me to suck it?"
"No. I want something else."
Nick turned me around so that I was facing him. He reached around my back and took both of my ass cheeks into his hands. He squeezed them and moved his finger into the crack of my ass. My jeans weren't that tight so he was able to push into my asshole and I was able to feel it.
"Nick, I don't know."
"Come on, Justin. Just this one time. I promise that I won't be rough. I just need to fuck something and your ass is so tight. I remember from last time. Please."
Nick was fucking begging me to fuck my ass. He started kissing my neck again. I was getting so turned on by the entire thing that my dick started talking for me.
"Okay. I want you to fuck me."
Nick's head bolted up real quick. He looked into my eyes and smiled.