Life's Revised Expectations - 4. Chapter 4 - Starting a New Adventure

Shane Hearing – Age 13

High School started with a bang! Lucas is in most of my classes, Noah always looking out for me, and I made a couple of new friends. Chester is one; he's a member of student council and the tech crew.

 

Hanging out with Lucas is lots of fun, more so now than when we first met. We've gotten to know each other a bit more and bug each other constantly. It makes for some hilarious moments. But I think it's more than just friendship now, for me at least.

 

There are times when I look at Lucas, and I get a reaction from down below. When I do my business, Lucas is usually the one that's on my mind. I don't know about him though, but I decided to ask him about it.

 

What's the worse that can happen?

 

“Lucas...” We were sitting in my room, just the two of us. Paula was out in the kitchen preparing dinner, Scott hadn't gotten home from work yet, and Noah was out with some girl. This left me with the perfect opportunity to talk to Lucas. “I have a question for you.”

 

“Yeah? What is it?” Lucas didn't even look at me as he fiddled with his Gameboy.

 

I swallowed nervously. “I think I might like you a bit more than just friends.”

 

He looked up at me from his game. “Here I am trying to beat this stupid flying gym in Pokémon,” I braced myself for his rejection, “and you tell me that you've got a hard-on for me. Clearly, I can't continue my game in good conscience now.”

 

“Sorry...” My head lowered, as I stared into my lap.

 

Lucas lifted my head. “I think I feel the same Shane, so don't feel so bad about it.” We had a moment that we looked each other in the eyes. I had a really big desire to kiss him right then but didn't. I just confessed my feelings to the guy, kissing him seems like too much.

 

“So what now?” My eyes darted away from his.

 

Lucas giggled. “I don't know what would you like to do?”

 

“Maybe we go on a date?” Again I braced for rejection.

 

His smile calmed me down. “Can I beat this gym first?”

 

I rolled my eyes and smacked him. “Of course! We're not going to go right now!” God Lucas is so adorably cute at times. “We can go Friday night and spend all night together.”

“Sounds good to me!” Lucas picked up his Gameboy again and restarted his battle to get his next gym badge. He didn't win and saved the game before turning it off.

 

We have a date planned now... I didn't think it would go over this well, but it has. What am I going to wear? Where are we going to go!? Oh god, what did I get myself into?

 

 

Lucas Bear – Age 13

How am I going to explain this date I have with Shane to my dad? Dad doesn't need to know I'm interested in other guys, not yet at least. Who knows how he would even react. It's not something he needs to know.

 

“What you doing?” My little brother Blake peaked into my room. I was lying on my bed thinking of a way to explain what I was going to be doing Friday night. “Wanna play a game with me?”

 

I shook my head. “No, not right now Blake.” He sighed. “You're pouting will not convince me otherwise.”

 

“Fine!” Blake marched off somewhere leaving me alone.

 

Thinking was all I did for the next hour and a half. Dad would be getting home soon, and I think I sorted out exactly what I'm going to say to him. I heard dad's truck pull up, so I in much excitement got up and rushed downstairs.

 

I sat at the kitchen table waiting for dad to come inside. That was a mistake. The moment I heard the car door slam and him yelling, I knew he wasn't in a good mood. He came walking inside swearing to himself. “...fucking faggot can go home and rape his son, for all I care. That faggot doesn't have the position to send me the fuck home!”

 

Dad kept swearing, saying stuff under his breath after he noticed me. “Bad day at work?” I regretfully asked him.

 

“That's none of your business.” He started taking out stuff for dinner. “How was your day?” He asked still frustrated.

 

“Not bad.” Should I wait to ask him about the date stuff... or?

 

He snapped his fingers getting my attention. “Eh, what's on your mind?”

 

I sat up in my chair. “Shane and a few other friends want to go out for dinner and a show on Friday.”

 

“You need money don't you?” He rolled his eyes, continuing dinner preparations. “Have you asked your mother?”

 

“No...” I shook my head. “I don't need money, just permission to go.”

 

He stopped and turned to me. “What money do you have?” His face was very serious.

 

“I haven't spent all my allowance for a couple of weeks. Nothing I've wanted recently.” This was true. I had $40 in my wallet waiting for Friday. “Is it okay that I go?”

 

He waved me off. “Sure, whatever.”

 

“Thank you. Do you need help with dinner?” He just grunted, which I took as a quick no. “Okay. I'll go tell Blake to wash up.”

 

Okay, not telling dad anything about Shane and me right now. SOOO not a good idea.

 

 

Friday

Knock, knock, knock; I knocked on Shane's door. I could hear him hushing his brother, as they horsed around. Then the noise stopped, and the door opened. There stood Shane in a nice dress shirt, tucked into his dress pants. Both of us were speechless staring at each other.

 

All my clothes were not nearly as fancy as his. I had a hoodie over a button up that was not tucked in at all. Since dad thinks it's just friends hanging out, my best jeans were the fanciest I could wear.

 

“You look much better than me,” I told him.

 

Shane smiled. “You look just fine Lucas.” His words cause me to blush a bit. “We're getting a ride from Noah to the restaurant, but not to the theatre. There was no talking him out of it, he strongly insisted on it.”

 

I giggled. “It's fine; I'd probably do the same for Blake.” Shane smiled and let me come inside. “Are we almost ready to go?”

 

“Yeah, just like two minutes.” He blushed. “Scott and Paula want a picture of us... well it's mostly Paula.”

 

I felt the blood drain from my face. Paula came around the corner and saw this. “No need to be nervous Lucas, just one photo.”

 

“If it's okay with you, I'd rather not.” I look at Shane, in hopes he also decides not to take the picture.

He nods. “Yeah, I don't really want a picture either. Sorry, Paula.” He gives a cheeky grin as Noah comes around from his room. “Time to go!” and like that he was out the door before Paula could tell him otherwise.

 

Noah laughed as we went to the car and set off. The ride there was a little awkward since it was mostly Shane talking. I think he was as anxious as me, but his anxiety causes him to talk and talk and talk, while mine made me silent.

 

Once we arrived, Shane got out of the car quickly. “Come on, let's go!” He turned back to me before closing the door.

 

I undid my seatbelt before I got out Noah turned around and looked at me. “I know you're a good kid, so I feel like I don't need to say this. But treat my brother well, there are still things you don't know about him.”

 

“I will, promise Noah.” With a quick smile, a hopped out of the car and caught up with Shane.

 

“Noah being the big brother he always is?” He giggled as I nodded. “Hope he wasn't too hard on you.”

 

“He just told me that I don't know things about you, and to treat you well.” I smiled while continuing into the restaurant. Shane grabbed my shoulder though and stopped me. “What?”

 

He wasn't looking at me; his head was down looking at the dirt. “I haven't told you everything about me... Because I'm scared to.”

 

“What's there to be scared of Shane?”

 

Shane looked up at me, his eyes watery. “There's lots to be scared of, Lucas.” I stood there in silence. I didn't know what to say to him. There was nothing I could think of that could help soothe him.

He was quite right though; there were lots to be afraid of. If my dad caught wind of this date, I would be screwed. My only play would be that our other friends canceled on us. And I don't know how well that would work out. I don't know how I'd react to my dad finding out.

 

We sat through dinner doing small talk for most of it. It seemed like his mind was somewhere else. It wasn't a bad dinner just not as great as I expected it to be. Sure I smiled and had a good time, but Shane is looking so distant.

 

After dinner, we walked to the movies joking and smiling the whole way here. The movie was action packed and awesome! Shane and I were in awe at the screen. Our hands were interlocked the entire movie while we sat in the very back of the theatre.

 

It was decided that we would walk around town before heading home. “How long have you lived here, Lucas?”

 

“My entire life, you've only been here since grade 6 though, right?”

 

Shane nodded. “Yeah, I moved here with Noah and moved in with Scott and Paula.”

 

I stopped and looked at him. “You've never told me where you lived before you came here.” Shane stopped a few steps ahead of me. “Are you okay with telling me?”

 

He turned to me. “Some things are too painful for me to talk about, that is one of them, Lucas. I'm sorry I can't tell you.” Shane fiddled with his thumbs. “I think I want to go home now...”

 

“Okay, let's go.” I took him home handed him to Noah. I told Noah about Shane's distractedness. Noah told me everything was fine and he'd handle it. Whatever that means...

 

 

Nick Bells – Age 12

Today wasn't going to be a good day... Tanis didn't show up to school this morning, and I don't know why. I assume it's because he's sick, but I have no way to confirm this. It just meant that I was left alone to handle Jake...

 

Before class began was fine, I didn't see him at all. I was left to entertain myself, which I liked. I imagined two people sword fighting in the field, one good, one bad. They were, of course, fighting for the fate of the world. Soon that was interrupted by the school bell going off.

 

While I was making my way to class Jake saw me and gave me this huge smirk. “Someone's all alone today, aren't they?” I said nothing; just lowered my head and walked passed him.

 

Class passed by without much of an incident. When recess came around, I thought I had a decent plan. After the bell went, I walked up to my teacher. “Can I stay in during recess to get some help with math?” I did need a little bit of help, it wasn't anything mom or dad couldn't help with but if it kept me inside for break...

 

“I'm sorry Nick, there's a staff meeting during the break. We could do it after school.”

 

I lowered my head. “No, it's okay.” Defeated I got on my jacket and made my way outside. Jake was sitting right by the door I chose to come out off. I let out a sigh and tried to walk past him.

 

He grabbed my shoulder. “Where does the little loner think he's going?” I didn't answer. “What's the matter Tanis take your tongue when he left you for dead?”

 

I shook him off my shoulder and continued to walk away. “Leave me alone Jake.”

 

Which apparently was the wrong thing to do. I felt a shove come from behind me. My face almost hit the cement as I fell. I could feel a couple of cuts on my hands and shins. “What's wrong with you today? Trying to act tough for yourself?”

“What's happened?” A supervisor came over to us.

 

Jake, of course, got the first word in. “He tripped and scrapped himself up a bit. Probably needs a little bit of a cleanup.”

 

I picked myself up and looked at my hands. My right hand had a pretty good cut in it. Seeing it made me realize how much pain it was in, and my eyes started to water. “Let's go get you cleaned up.”

 

I was brought inside and bandaged up. My right hand got a wrap around it. This made writing a little more difficult for the rest of the day. Lunch I was allowed to stay inside as mom was stopping by to see my hand. So the rest of the school day went without incident.

 

After school, I saw Colby and Trevor. Colby is my babysitter; Trevor is his best friend and Jake's brother. They were standing in front of Jake, talking to him about something. “Why should I care about that good for nothing?”

 

Trevor looked as frustrated as he usually is when he's talking to his little brother. “Because if you don't stop, I'm telling dad everything.”

 

“That's not fair!” Jake yelled at his brother.

 

Colby noticed me walking up to them. “And how is the way you treat Nick fair?” Jake was silent. “Exactly, so don't be such an asshole to him. How's your hand?” Colby looked at me when he asked that.

 

“Doing better. Mom changed the bandages at lunch, and it's looking a little better.” Colby smiled.

 

Jake wouldn't look at me. Trevor glared at him. “Apologize.”

 

“I'm sorry,” Jake spoke deadpan.

 

“Sorry for what?” Trevor continues glaring at his brother.

 

Jake rolled his eyes. “Seriously!?” Trevor intensified his glare. “I'm sorry I pushed you down, and your hand got scrapped.”

 

I said nothing. “Okay, let's go, Jake.” Trevor started walking away.

 

“You're seriously not going to say 'you're forgiven' or something like that!?” Jake was getting frustrated over this. I shook my head. “Why not?”

 

“Because you're not forgiven,” I told him bluntly. “You bully me day in and day out, and you expect me to forgive you after one 'I'm sorry'? No. When I stop being scared of coming to school that's when you'll be forgiven.” Jake didn't have any reaction to me. He didn't know how to take what I said.

 

“Let's go, Jake,” Trevor called to his brother. Jake did so without any resistance. He seemed to be in the middle of processing what I've said. I guess he didn't know how to take it.

 

The rest of my day went quite well. It stung a bit to have a shower but other than that I had a pretty decent time. I stood up for myself, and it made me feel great!

 

 

Leo Penner – Age 13

Mom had some 'entertainment' over tonight, which means they were up in her room fucking. Which left my brother and me to handle the kid he brought over. I was sitting on the floor of the room, while the other two sat on chairs.

 

My name is Leo Penner, and I'm in the eighth grade. My short hair was blonde in color, didn't quite get to my brown eyes. My brother, Mark, looks like a four year older version of me. He was in grade 12 and graduating this year.

 

Mark looked over at me and then the kid. “You know what's happening don't you?”

 

The guy nodded. He looked a little younger than my brother but still older than me. “Yeah, my dad is cheating on my mom with yours. But I'm 'not suppose to know.' We're out 'bonding' at the moment as far as mom knows.” His black hair was just long enough

 

“What's your name?” I asked him.

 

“Robby.” He said it simply not wanting to say more. “What do you guys do when you're mom is doing this?”

 

Mark smirked. “Her usual has a kid who comes over and loves being fucked.”

 

“What do you mean fucked?” I ask my brother.

 

Robby laughed. “He's a little bitch, is what he means. The guy likes cock up his ass, and he gets off on it.” Oh... that's what he means. “I don't get why anyone likes to have their asshole played with.”

 

“You ever done it?” Mark quizzed him.

 

“Fuck that!”

 

I looked at him, my head crocked. “I've always thought it could be interesting.” Both Mark and Robby look over at me. “What? I'm serious.”

Robby got a half smirk before it quickly left his face. Mark noticed it too. “I'm going to go out; I'll leave you two alone.” He brought out condoms and lube, put them on a side table and left the room.

 

“The fuck you mean you're leaving us alone?” Robby tried to get up and go after him, but there was a crash upstairs, and it scared him. “I guess he expects us to fuck...”

 

I nodded. “Pretty sure that's what Mark was implying.” I remained sitting on the floor.

 

Robby rolled his eyes and came over to me. “Whatever.” His hand went straight to grabbing my crotch. “You want to experiment?”

 

“Honestly, yeah...”

 

He glared at me. “No one else knows, got it!” I nod furiously. His hand tightened grip on my crotch causing it to grow. “I would like to take your virginity, Leo...”

 

“You seemed so against it before though.”

 

“I'm a jock dude.” He told me as if I should have already known. “There's no way I could let people know I'm interested in boys.” His other hand went up my shirt to my nipple, and he started to pinch it.

 

A moan escaped me as Robby positioned himself over me. I was being dominated and liked it. I heard the pop of the button of my jeans, and then my zipper came down. Robby wasted no time in getting into my underwear. “Robby...” I moaned as he grabbed my cock.

 

“You're gonna be my little bitch right?” I nodded. “You want my cock in you?”

 

I started lifting my shirt. “Yes!”

Robby got off of me and threw his hoodie across the room. I pushed my pants and underwear off, making me naked. He quickly joined in on my state of dress. His hands quickly explored my body. Making me grow even harder.

 

“Roll over boy, ass up high.” I did as he asked my ass up and into position, I had seen so many times online.

 

Robby didn't care about how it felt for me. His fingers played with my ass for only a couple of minutes before he lubed up his cock and pushed it in. Robby did wait for me to tell him it was okay to fuck me.

 

When he started fucking me, Robby got right over me. I was pinned down there was no way I could even get away if I wanted to. I didn't; I loved his cock pushing deep into me. I loved him being on top of me forcing me there. I loved everything about this and wanted more of it.

 

“Fuck, I'm gonna cum!” Robby pushed his cock as deep as he could into me. Before I could yell, he covered my mouth. “God yes!” He grabbed my cock and pumped me only a couple of times before I came all over the carpet below me.

 

I felt his cock exit me and I fell to my side exhausted. Looking back at Robby sitting on the floor, I saw no condom on him. “You fucked me bareback?” He looked confused between his huffs. “Without a condom.”

 

“Yeah, we're both virgins.”

 

I was about to get mad at him, but I was interrupted. “Robby get up here, we're going!” His dad called him.

 

“Enjoy the cleanup.” He winked at me before quickly cleaning himself up and getting dressed.

 

I didn't move off the floor, just exhausted from getting fucked. I could feel his cum leaking out a bit. Mark came back down into the room. “I guess you got a good fucking.”

 

“Yeah...” I nodded smiling. “I want to do this more.”

 

Mark smiled. “I got quite the idea for you then.”

 

Chapter End.