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My Life Started at the End of the World - 8. Chapter 8 - Greyson's Choice - Hearts on Fire

A momentous occasion for Greyson.

Geyson's POV

 

Just another day at school, that's what I thought it would be. I was way, way wrong! I had found myself being carried off by a bully into a part of the school I've never been too, the industrial wing. With all the metalwork, auto and woodwork class noises going on I couldn't find my way easily. To make it worse I had English right now and my teacher hates people for being late.

I ventured my way down the hall where I think I came from. I found doors to go outside and knew I was headed the wrong way. So making my way down the hall the other way I found a set of stairs.

Walking down the hall with my hand on the right wall I felt a sign. I found the braille on it, it read 'men'. So I found a bathroom... useful if I knew where this bathroom was.

Just as I was about to walk away I heard a tap inside the bathroom turn on. Someone was inside! I made my way inside and turned the corner, “Excuse me, could you get me to Mrs. Jacobs class?” He said nothing but I heard his feet shuffle. “I would get there myself but I can't see and I've never been down this part of the school before.”

Again he said nothing. I waited for a minute and he didn't even move. The kid moved suddenly and he was out of the bathroom in a flash. How nice of him...

I made my way back into the hallway. From the noise, one would say there was a classroom near by. I had started my way down the hall when I was pulled back into the bathroom. “Ummm hi?”

I was about to say more when I felt lips touch my own. Next thing I know I'm kissing some stranger. I didn't even know, if he was a he or a she. So I ventured to the groin area and took a hold of it. Male... definitely male.

After he finished he grabbed my hand and led me somewhere. When he let go I heard Mrs. Jacobs' voice, “Greyson, where have you been?” He had brought me to my class without even me needing to tell him.

How did he know what my class was? Did he hear me when I asked the other kid? Or is he that kid? Do I know him from one of my classes? I have way to many questions for my own well being right now. I guess I'll find out in time. What I do know is that was a dam good kiss!

 

After school I was picked up by my mom like usual. One thing you should know about my mom and I is that we know when something is bugging the other one so when she asked me, “What's up, Greyson?” I wasn't surprised.

And dam if I lie to her I'm going to be grounded faster than a cheetah can run! “Well I got my first kiss today...”

Mom is always mushy over romance, mine was no exception. “Oh, who was it?”

I shrugged, “I don't know, they never said their name...”

Even blind I could feel her staring at me. “What was that?” My cheeks began to burn and I turned away from her and 'stared' out the window. “Greyson, what did you just say?”

“They didn't say their name...” The car became silent for a while after I said that. I knew mom was angry, not at me, but at the kid who kissed me.

When we got home she marched into the house. I followed suit with my head down not knowing what to do. I heard the phone start dialling, “Mom, you don't need to call the school!”

She countered, “Yes I do! You are not going to have someone who you don't know coming up and kissing you and then walking away without saying their name.” She continued to dial. There was no hope in stopping her now.

After about half an hour of my mom talking on the phone, mine went off. I answered, “Hello?”

“Hey it's Sky.” He never calls my cellphone... “Your land line was busy so I called your cell.” Makes sense.

“Okay, what's up?”

“I got a message from Nolan Parks asking for your number. Can I give it to him?”

“Isn't Nolan moving away? Wasn't today his last day at school?”

“Ya, I know it's weird.” Okay so this is the guy I'm thinking of. Nolan is a grade ahead of us, and he gets bullied allot. “So, can I give him your number?”

“Ya... do it.” We finished out conversation and hung up. Mom was still on the phone. Minutes later my cell went off again. I answered it, “Nolan?”

“Ya...” Was all he said. He sounded scared as he spoke. Suddenly he blurted out, “I'm sorry I kissed you in the bathroom today.” He started to sniffle, he was crying.

“Nolan, don't cry.” I walked away from the kitchen, where my mom was and towards my room. “Nolan, why did you kiss me?”

There was a moment of silence, “Ever since school started I thought you were cute. I couldn't leave without kissing you. But when I did I was too scared to say anything, so I ran off.”

“Were you the kid in the bathroom I asked for help?”

“No... I was just outside the bathroom when you asked. The guy you asked was 'a follower'.” What we call the people who hang out with the bullies but are actually nice.

“Okay... Thanks for telling me Nolan. My mom is on the phone with the principle flipping out.” Just as I said that I realized I shouldn't have.

“I'm sorry! I really am!”

I said the only thing I could say, “It's fine Nolan, I've got it covered. Do me a favour okay?”

“Sure, what?”

“Don't be afraid in your new school. Try and be confident, the bullies will go away.”

“Thanks Greyson...” There was an awkward silence on the line. We knew what was going to happen next... I don't think either of us wanted to say it though. “Good-bye” and with that the line dropped.

That was it... I knew who kissed me and I would never 'see' him again. I told mom I figured it out once she was done on the phone. She wanted to talk to his parents but when I told her he was moving away she was satisfied with that.

Out of all of this it has left me with one thing... I kissed a boy... another boy. What got me more was before I found out, I didn't care. I just liked the kiss. It could have been a girl and I would feel the same... So does this mean...?

 

Aidyn's POV

Noah and I were about to go to the mall and hang out with Bryce and Chance. When Chance met Noah it was... it could have been better. He basically refused to sit beside Noah but said he didn't have a huge problem. It's been a little bit of a chore but Chance is getting better.

Before that though I have a little gift for Noah, who's currently on my bed swaying his legs back and forth. “I wanna go down town, Aidyn...” He whined.

“Oh, patience is a virtue not a gift.” He rolled his eyes, “Plus I wanna do a little something for you.” He perked up I laughed a bit.

“What is it? What is it? What is it?” He started bouncing on the bed.

I grabbed his shoulders and pushed him back onto the bed. My hand went down his chest. “I want to pleasure you.” He blushed. I stopped on his crotch and gave it a poke. He was definitely hard.

I undid the button and his fly. Pulled the pants and underwear down and grabbed his cock. “What... What kind of pleasure?” Noah had his fists up against his lips and cheeks.

“I'm gonna finally give you a blow job.” With that I took him in my mouth and went down as far as I could. Noah let out a moan and shook back and forth. I grabbed him and kept him still.

This was my first time giving a blow job. Noah's cock filled my mouth and it felt great. I felt like sucking a Popsicle with the best flavour. Noah started to breath deeply and grabbed my blankets.

Suddenly his cock twitched and a new flavour entered my mouth. I wasn't sure what to do with it so I kept it in my mouth. Looking up at Noah, he was in heaven, lets give him a taste of it too. He looked too perfect not to kiss.

After we swapped spit he swallowed the part of his load we had in our mouths. “We are doing that more often! You have to taste your cum!”

“Agreed! Now lets go downtown.” We made our way downstairs and got my dad to drive us to the mall.

We got out and there was Bryce and Chance standing by the entrance. Bryce had a smirk on his face. Noah was bouncing on his way over. Suddenly from behind Bryce's back came a medium sized water gun.

He shot it at Noah, who freaked out. “AHH!!” His eyes went tightly closed and the water hit his chest. Bryce started pumping it up again. Noah bolted behind me. “You wouldn't shoot Aidyn right!?” He peaked out from behind me.

Chance was laughing hysterically, “Okay, I'm sorry Noah, but you're adorable right now.”

I chuckled, “What about your homophobic attitude?”

He shrugged, “Don't hit on me and I won't hit you. Deal?”

“Make him stop shooting me! I don't like getting splashed with water. Even in a pool!” Bryce still had his smirk even after Chance took it away.

Bryce walked over, “Oh come on Noah, water isn't so bad.” Noah scrunched up his nose and stuck out his tongue.

“I don't like you today!”

Bryce pretended to get shot in the heart, “Oh, Noah I'm heart broken!”

“GOOD!”

Chance was just shaking his head, “I'm going to put this in my mom's car. I'll be right back.”

The rest of the day was Noah never going on the side of me where Bryce was. It was pretty cute. Chance was a lot nicer towards him. Life is good right now, Life is good.

Chapter end.

Nolan is the main character for my Nifty story Little Life of Nolan Parks. It sadly has content that cannot be posted on Gay Authors and so It will remain a Nifty exclusive story. Here's a link though! http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/little-life-of-nolan-parks/
copyright(2014)(Kuragari129); All Rights Reserved.
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