New Kid In School - 6. Chapter 6: "Don't Ask, Don't Tell"

As the car knocked down yet another cone, Ryan and I giggled like madmen! Our Driver's Ed teacher didn't seem to think it was so funny though. I sat in the back seat, waiting patiently for my turn to drive, and Ryan was at the wheel with a very nervous teacher in the seat next to him. I was really having a good time, but it was strange that Ryan hadn't mentioned anything about my "activities" the day before. I knew that Tyler had told him 'something', he had to have at least mentioned what happened. I was really nervous that morning when I came to school, but I couldn't figure out why. It's not like I did anything wicked! Or did I? I mean, I knew what Tyler wanted, and I did go over there after school. Maybe I wanted it too.

My mind was jarred back into focus as Ryan screeched to a sudden stop in the raggedy car and gave our teacher a wide grin. Ryan was actually a very good driver, but every once in a while he'd get the devil in him and pull a prank like this. The teacher basically gave us both the "This auto is not a toy, it's a DEATH MACHINE" speech and gave us passes to the library as a punishment. Yeah...like we're REALLY going to the library! Sometimes adults can be so goofy! Ryan and me walked right out of the front door and headed home. He and I decided to take the long walk home instead of the bus and we just talked about this and that for an hour. It was weird, but I never felt uncomfortable around Ryan at all. I felt like I could tell him anything and that he could do the same. We had shared so much, and we only looked forward to sharing more. I would never tire of his jokes, or his conversation, or his looks. Every time he ran a hand through those silky strawberry blond locks of his, I would sigh and be enraptured with him as I had been the first day that I'd seen him. Whenever he came, he would make this whimpering sound that was just so sexy! It was a high pitch and it sounded like it came from the back of his throat, and he'd make it with every spurt of teen cream. I could listen to that sound a million times a day and it would get me hard every time! If there is such a thing as a soulmate, fate had carried me to mine. Yep, there was absolutely nothing that I couldn't tell him.

"So what's this I hear about you and Tyler fooling around behind my back?" Ryan asked out of the blue. Oooops! Nothing I couldn't tell him, huh?

"....Huh?" I said, trying to stall until I could come up with some kind of excuse...or a bold faced lie.

"You heard me punk! You sneaking around?" He said trying to hold back a smile. He had me. The words came to the tip of my tongue and wouldn't come out. I must have started to blush, because Ryan started laughing and pointing at my face. "Dude, don't take it so seriously! Geez, you look like you've been framed for murder!" He said between snickers. I was sputtering out one mixed up phrase after another, trying to explain what happened at Tyler's house, but I just could not get the words to stop working against me. I rambled on until we got to my house and into the kitchen. Finally, Ryan was merciful enough to shut me up and keep me from babbling even further. Then he looked at me with the softest hazel eyes to ever grace the human race and said, "I love you so much." And he kissed me on the lips. Normally I would have been lifted off of my feet at this point, but instead I was extremely confused. I mean, this wasn't exactly the reaction that I was expecting.

"Ryan...you...you're happy about what happened?"

"You bet I am! Do you know what this means?"

"Um...no. Not really."

Ryan ran up and threw his arms around me. His perfect pink lips curled up in a huge smile, "It means I can trust you. You had a chance to sleep with one of the cutest boys in the whole damn world, and you chose to stay true to me. And that makes me feel like a king."

At this point, I was really baffled. But I was glad that he was looking at the bright side of this little occurrence. He began leading me upstairs and I knew that our afternoon was about to take a turn for the better. He removed my shirt and stuck his gentle, fondling fingers down the front of my pants. As he kissed me deeply, wrapping his arms around me and rubbing his warm, beautifully naked chest against mine, I knew that no one else would ever give me the love that he possessed. That fact, made me rest easy every night.

Ryan and I spent the next half hour clinging to each other in our usual sexual embrace. It was funny, but even after hundreds of sessions, every time we had sex seemed different. There couldn't be that many different sexual positions for two young boys in love. Hell, there are only so many holes in the human body that you can fill! But Ryan and I tried it every way imaginable, and a few new ones that we thought about sending into the porn industry to see if they had thought of it yet! Once we watched a six hour gay porn tape to see if we could imitate some of their moves. But we had either already done it, or simply didn't have the balance or flexibility for it! Some of those guys must be circus folks! But Ryan and I were always happy....sexually, mentally, physically, emotionally. How could anything be more perfect?

As I laid my head on Ryan's heaving chest, a vision came into my head. I looked up into his relaxed face and told him, "You know what we need? Some time away."

"Time away from what?"

"From everything. If only we could get away from this place and find a little love shack in the woods somewhere. A place where we don't have to worry about my mom coming home, or being discovered by our neighbors. That would be awesome!"

Ryan thought about it for a moment, then his eyes sparkled and his mouth opened. He had a plan. "HEY! In three weeks I get my permit and my dad was going to take me to the DMV to get my license the same day!"

"Soooo..."

"So...we can take the car out to the edge of town and maybe find a nice little hotel in the middle of nowhere! We can spend the whole weekend together...just the two of us. We can get some sun, have some peace and quiet, I'll take the Playstation so we can play some games..."

"...And then we can fuck like rabbits until dawn!" I added with a smile.

"Fag!" Ryan replied, nudging me in the shoulder with a grin.

"Fuck you!" I said and we started wrestling and rolling around, laughing until it hurt. Ryan gave me a nuggie and we tired each other out. I couldn't wait for our little weekend getaway! The mere thought of finally being alone, not just for a few hours or tucked away where no one could see us, but truly ALONE with Ryan made my heart flutter. I almost got choked up over it! As he was getting ready to leave, I sneaked in a few more kisses and then stopped him again as he was walking down to the living room. I was even able to talk Ryan into giving me another blow job on the stairs before he left. This was pure heaven! It was hard to fall asleep that night, but somehow I managed. As I drifted off for the night, images of Ryan and me nestled together under the gleaming white sheets of a hotel room danced through my mind. Pleasant dreams were mine that night.

The next day, I saw Tyler again, and he seemed to be trying even harder to get me to come over and help him again. But I felt stronger this time, like I had a protective anti-Tyler shield on and it would keep me legit. Not because Tyler wasn't attractive, DAMN he was attractive, but because Ryan had faith in me. To me, that was all that was needed. So when I agreed to go over again, I didn't think anything of it. Once I got there, he was giving me the flirtatious eye again. Every time I tried to sit down, he'd sit down so close to me that we'd be touching. When I spoke, he seemed to be looking into my mouth...like my tongue was so fascinating to him. Tyler took every opportunity he could to touch me, rubbing my arm or my back, and soon he was putting his hands on my thigh. I wonder if this is what sexual harassment feels like. Tyler tried his damnest to turn me over to the dark side, but I never swayed, not an inch. It wasn't until three afternoons of helping him that I met my big challenge.

Tyler brought me into his bedroom and I expected the usual groping and subtle hints, but this time I sensed a different vibe coming from him. He was being extremely shy that day, and something didn't seem right. He didn't touch me once that whole afternoon and he couldn't look me in the eye. I know that I was being strong for Ryan's sake and playing hard to get, but I must admit that I was a bit disappointed. I kind of liked being a tease. I could see his heart pounding from across the room, and he was acting really nervous, like he had never seen me before. This was weird, even for me! I asked him if there was anything wrong and he looked up at the ceiling and sighed heavily. It was then that Tyler took the Spanish book from me and gave me the best puppy dog look that I'd ever seen. His green eyes took my breath away and his lips invited me in a way that made me weak. He didn't say a word for a long time, we just stood there and stared into each other's eyes...into each other's souls. His love for me became a powerful black hole and I was helpless to escape its pull. His gorgeous features seemed to melt before my very eyes and become even more beautiful! He bit his lip gently and it sped up my once steady heartbeat. I suddenly felt myself start to get hard. I fought the erection as long as I could, but it refused to stay down and was soon at it's full five and a half inches! My mouth went dry and my legs went limp. I sat on the bed and Tyler sat next to me, never breaking our intimate eye contact.

I tried so hard to ignore him, but either his teasing had gotten to me, or his shy approach really turned me on. Tyler's golden hair washed over his face and he seductively licked his tender lips. He moved closer to me and took my hand into his. He cleared his throat, "Randy...I know that...I know that you could probably have any guy you wanted...but...I thought..I should let you know..." Tyler said. His voice was trembling, and suddenly that built up confidence I had saved up...left me.

"Tyler, I think there's something that you should know about me and Ryan..." But Tyler wouldn't let me finish. He said that he had to get this out and he didn't want to go another day without telling me. I started to shiver and quake with the anticipation of Tyler's announcement. I knew he liked me, but how would he say it? How would he tell me about the fire in his heart? I waited for the answer.

"Randy...when I saw you, I felt something that I'd never felt before. I couldn't put my finger on it, but when Ryan told me you were gay I knew what it was. You make me feel better than I've ever been. I find myself looking forward to each and every day just to see you. You're the reason I rise in the morning. You're all I think about, all I dream about, and there's nobody who can make me smile the way you do. I know it sounds weird and I don't want to freak you out...but I love you Randy. And I want you and I to be together."

WHOAH!!! Oh...oh wow! I really hadn't expected something so...so...poetic! I almost felt like crying after hearing that. I was melting in his hands, and my rock hard cock was twitching violently. It was like my dick was telling me to go for it. My mind told me the same, and for the first time...my heart followed. I leaned in, eyes closed, hesitantly, and for the first time in my entire life I kissed a boy other than Ryan.

Tyler's lips were so soft and warm, like pillows made of down feathers and silk. His kiss was so gentle, yet firm...it sent me soaring into orbit. His hair fell delicately onto the sides of my face as we pressed our lips together a little more forcefully. I felt guilty, deceitful, like the whole world would hate me once this kiss was over. But as strange as it sounds...that actually added to the pleasure of it. I wanted to stop, but my body kept telling me that I had gone this far and that I should just keep going. I was trying to fight the sensual joy of it all, but I was lost once Tyler's tongue entered my mouth! I could feel him breathing on my cheek, and soon I was being leaned back on the bed. I felt his hand worm down between us and grab a hold of my zipper. I reached down to push his hand away, but as soon as he rubbed up against my throbbing cock, I was powerless to stop him! He opened the fly of my pants and was massaging my fleshy hard on with his expert hand! The tingling in my cock swept over my entire body as his electric touch breathed new life into me. My kissing became instinctively more passionate and Tyler moaned in appreciation. He was breathing so hard, and holding onto me as though I was the only thing that mattered in his life. To think, I was his Ryan...his one true love. It made me feel so wanted, so superior. All I wanted was to fulfill Tyler's lustful desires and make his dream come true, if only for one afternoon.

Tyler was still shaking, and it made my skin pucker up with goosebumps. He went down my body, placing tender kisses on my nipples and chest. I knew what was happening, and I still wanted to stop. I wanted to run out into the street and escape this hormonal torture! I really did! Ryan was the only one for me, the only boy I've ever loved. But when Tyler's textured tongue reached out and licked the tip of my pulsating member...I could only push his head down further. Tyler licked and nursed at my balls for an eternity. He sucked me into his mouth, one testicle at a time, and ran his tongue over the tiny wrinkles on the small nuggets. His fingertips ran up and down my thighs in rhythm with his tongue, then he licked the underside of my shaft. It was hard to keep from cumming right then and there! Then he took my entire length into his mouth and sucked me breathless. His slippery wet mouth was blazing hot and his tongue danced circles around the sensitive head of my cock. My stomach muscles tightened up to the point of cramping as my legs kicked and squirmed involuntarily underneath me. Tyler was sooo good at sucking me! I hated to admit it, but even though Ryan was an incredible lover...Tyler was better in the oral sex department. Not by much, but it was a noticeable difference. It felt so good that I actually had two "false alarms" before my real orgasm began taking my body over. I stiffened up and my legs shook like crazy as my hot cum spurted into Tyler's mouth! Tyler felt the first jet hit the back of his throat and started sucking me really hard! He placed his tongue over the slit, forcing my jism to spray the hot walls of his mouth like a fire hose out of control. My arms fell down at my sides and I grabbed two handfuls of the bed sheets to try to regain some control of my body again. Tyler was still sucking me like a high powered vacuum, draining me of my energy like a vampire! My cock was jerking with painful sensitivity! Tyler started working his tongue quickly over the circumcised ridge and my body began thrashing wildly! I begged him to stop, it felt too good! I thought that I'd die from the pleasure overload! I couldn't even breathe! Then, it was over. I hated myself, I wished that I could take it all back. But as Tyler lovingly crawled on top of me and kissed me on the tip of my nose with a childish grin, I knew that it was not going to be that easy. I had to get away, so I made up yet another story and was able to run out on him without him getting off! For some reason, I figured that doing him too would be the ultimate cheat! But Tyler didn't want anything from me, he just wanted to be in love and be able to express that love to me. Oooohhhh...what had I done? If I stayed with Tyler, It would kill Ryan! But if I went back to Ryan, Tyler would be crushed! And who's to say that Ryan would take me back after finding out I cheated on him anyway. I thought about his words and how much he trusted me to stay faithful. I cried myself to sleep that night.

As the next school morning rolled in, I was glad that I made Tyler promise not to tell anyone what had happened the day before. The last thing I needed was Ryan finding out from him that we were doing the deed behind his back. I'd tell him eventually, after all, he was my best friend and we just didn't keep secrets! Anyway, a blow job isn't REALLY sex, just ask Bill Clinton! But it didn't stop me from feeling like shit though. Seeing Ryan that day hurt me to no end, and to hear him talk about our upcoming trip made me feel even worse. Should I tell him before the trip, or should I go knowing that I'd be dragging this guilt along with me? I only had until this weekend to tell him. And these are supposed to be the best years of my life?!?!