Whisper It

By Patrick Lizama

Published on Jun 20, 2005

Gay

Sorry for posting so late. and sorry if this chapter is so short. I promise to make Chapter four three times as long as chapter two. Me and Mikey got into an argument over me writing the story when he saw what some of the scenes entalied and he kind of blew up at me. But we're okay now. But once again sorry for the delay and I will post again tomorrow for sure. (Guaran-Tree).lol.

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This story is Based on mostly true events but Locations and other situations and names are changed to protect the people involved. If you are not 18, not into homosexual romance or sex, then don't read this. Also don't read it if you know it's illegal. This story contains sex between two consenting minors. This is my first story so please write back if you would like to hear more. Also there is a fine line between constructive criticism and downright flaming. So do me a favor and cool down if the story sucked and you want me to know how bad it was.

Friday, the day I had been looking forward to...and at the same time dreaded. I went to school with as much energy as usual, in other words none. Classes went by just the same. Then came lunch.

I went to the student store and grabbed me a pepperoni slice and a bottle of Nestea. After downing the two liters of liquid, I felt the familiar pressure in my groin telling me to run to the restroom. Shit I needed to piss something fierce. The closest restroom was on the east wing, I didn't like going there since it was usually a drug hangout and a smoking restroom. But it seemed quiet and practically empty. I rushed inside and relieved myself at the furthest corner. As I was finishing up I saw Blaine come in, he looked nervous. He knocked on the first stall (What the fuck!?). He whispered I need to score 5 grams, he slid money underneath and a small bag was pushed out the bottom. I was mad, but most of all I was hurt. (How could he?). He walked out the restroom and headed towards the gym, I followed him, as if a force was pulling me, I wasn't even realizing what I was doing. "Ahhh, what the fuck...Ace What the fuck bro." Reality dawned on me. I had just slammed Blaine's stomach and sent him falling to the ground. I looked at him... "How could you...Blaine? How could you.!?" I saw sadness in his eyes, but most of all I saw a pain and look of fear. I got a little teary but I couldn't allow myself to cry, I wouldn't cry for someone who would do that. (Why Blaine?) I was being pulled back now by two administrators.

"Detention!!! Until 5!!!" I was too ashamed to look at the administrator and to make matters worse I had to stay an extra three hours alone with Blaine in the chem room when I couldn't even bring myself to be near him, let alone four mere feet away. What is it with administrators? I mean come on two people are fighting and the best way to solve the problem is put them in the same room together after the incident? Hello!

We sat in the room, Blaine was constantly looking at me with eyes that said I'm sorry and a look of pain and frustration as I continued to ignore him. "Bro, what do I got to do? How can I make this better. Please just trust me, give me one more chance, I can't lose you." As strong as my will is I felt myself giving in to him. I started thinking about when we were children. Me him and Chris, all playing and having a good time. We three had been friends since we were three years old. ( I won't let this happen again, Drugs may have taken Chris away physically, but I won't let it take Blaine away mentally). I looked up at him and saw a sadness that I had not seen in anyone, he looked like someone had died. I looked into his eyes and stared at him with as little emotion as I could muster...then I smiled and held my hand out. `We cool bro?" "Yes Pat, Bro I'm so sorry it's just that I have so much on my mind and I wanted the pain to go away, I can't stand it anymore I just want to let it out." "Let what out" "Tha..." "What is it?" He was contemplating something in his head. "I'm sorry Pat, I'm not ready to say yet." Now I was the one who was hurt. Of all the people he could have told me, I had been friends with him for already 13 years practically my whole life, and he didn't trust me to keep a secret or to understand his problem. "But Pat... I swear to you with all my heart that I will never do it again...I promise you bro." that was enough for me, I trusted Blaine more than anyone else, and for him to reassure me I knew without a shadow of doubt that he would keep that promise. "Blaine I don't want to lose you." He smiled at me. He lifted my chin and I met his gaze, he stared for what seemed like forever, then there was a whisper... "I will never leave you". He brushed my cheek and it was awkward for awhile. The door opened. "Detention is over" Blaine quickly pulled his hand away and grabbed his back and jetted out and yelled "See ya at homecoming bro" (Shit homecomings tomorrow) I yelled out "You're gonna take me right" He yelled again "You know it bro wouldn't have it any other way yo". The lady looked at me with a confused expression, maybe because three hours ago we had been in a fight. Right now a million things were going through my head, but the one that was really bothering me was singing today. 58 minutes and counting, now some people may think that hey it's just singing no one can be that bad, but with me singing was going to be social suicide, trust me anyone who has ever heard me sing will tell you the same, I would rather endure ten minute of hard labor than listen to me sing for five minutes.

I opened the door... to be continued Sorry so short, I really am. I feel so incomplete right now, but Mikey and me just got out of a heated argument over certain parts of the story. Oh well it sucks pero es bueno. Well I'll be posting shortly. Pinky promise oh and kiss on the thumb whilst we do it.lol.(shhh Don't tell Mikey)lol. Mikey looking with the belt in his hand "uh oh"


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