Person Unknown - 1. First contact(prologue)

I jumped, startled awake by the harsh buzz sounding of my alarm to wake me for high school. At fourteen, I was in 9th grade so obviously I was trying to make my mark on the complicated world of high school as a freshman. I got out of bed, looked over in my walk-in closet, and found the American Eagle t-shirt that I’d set out last night and a pair of wrangler jeans beside it. When I thought I had everything, I turned to go into the bathroom. As I walked past the mirror, I saw my reflection, and I paused, checking for any facial hair or blemishes. So far, do not have any yet. When I was satisfied, I turned the shower on, and freshened up quickly.

I stepped out of my ensuite, wearing only my wranglers, and put on my shirt as I walked. I jumped when I saw my twelve year old brother Daniel standing beside my bed looking at me.

“What are you looking at?” I asked as I stepped closer. He turned around, pointing to a wet spot on my covers, and asked what it was. I blushed, realizing that I might have had a wet dream, and that it’s been happening a lot lately. I walked over, and pulled the covers up to where they would hide the spot.

“It’s just drool,” I said, hoping he believed it. Thankfully, he shrugged, and walked out. I closed the door as I walked out, relieved, going down the stairs to the kitchen for breakfast. Mom had left for work, and dad had gone for his run before he had to drive us to school. Our school is two combined into one so it’s a big school. Anyways, Daniel and I both decided to eat cereal for breakfast. When we both finished, I put our bowls into the sink and saw that mom had left a note for us.

Boys, please take the trash out, and wash your dishes that you used for breakfast. I am getting home late, and you know how your father is with not cleaning up after himself when he cooks. Have a great day! Mommy loves you.

I sighed. I hated doing dishes. After I did the dishes, dad showed up.

“You boys ready? Hello! Justin? Daniel? Where are you guys?” I heard him say from the kitchen. He walked into the living room where Daniel was watching TV and I was listening to my iPod. He walked up and tapped on my shoulder.

I removed my right earbud.

“Yeah?”

“You ready?” he asked.

“Yep, I’m ready! Let’s go!” I said with a smile.

Finally, we arrived at school, and I got my book bag and waved bye to Dad grinning as he smiled and waved back. I really loved my dad because he’s always been there for me when I needed help with my “growing up.” As we walked in, I waved bye to Daniel

“See you after school,” I told him.

He waved and jogged off to class. As I walked to my class, I saw him, an eleventh grader named Dash who stood just above me at 5’6”. He had black hair and the bluest of eyes, and he looked like he had a great body. Nevertheless, he always hung around his group of friends, and most avoided them because they were considered weird. Regardless, I couldn’t resist wanting to talk to Dash. As I walked past, I noticed him look up at me and smirk. I couldn’t believe it; I was in a trance as we locked eyes. He looked away, to continue talking to his buds, and I finally noticed my 7-inch cock was hard and leaking at an immense rate. I had to run to the bathroom, and I hoped no one noticed as I went to a stall, pulled my pants and boxers down, and saw a string of precum clinging to my boxers leading back to my red engorged head. I felt myself throbbing from the excitement, and I was still leaking a lot.

What am I going to do? I can’t go to class like this!

Suddenly I heard someone open the door.

“Justin, you in here bud?”

I recognized the voice; it was my best friend Lucas, who I’ve known since I was 10, so I trusted him completely.

”Yeah I’m in here,” I said

“Why are you in a stall, class is about to start?”

“I…um…have unexpected problem,” I said nervously.

“What kind of problem?”

“The kind that does not go down.”

”Oh! That sucks dude.”

“Any idea on how to get it back down?” I asked.

“Well you could try thinking of old Miss Blair, that should help,” he laughed.

“Ok, I’ll try that.”

Surprisingly, it worked. After a few minutes, when I was finished cleaning up, I dressed and left the stall, walking out of the bathroom with Lucas. As we walked out, I looked at the clock.

“Shoot, we’re thirty minutes late!”

“Ah, who cares? Let’s skip this period and just talk. It’s been a while since we had time to chill.” We started walking randomly through the halls, chatting about this and that. As we turned a corner, I looked up and saw one of Dash’s groupies leaning against the lockers. His eyes followed us for a moment, and he started walking towards us. He walked up and stopped in front of us, blocking our way and looking right through me with those brown eyes of his. We locked gazes for a sec, and then he spoke.

“Dash wants to see you after school, behind the gym. Don’t be late.”

He turned around and walked off, leaving me speechless at the sudden invitation especially one from Dash.

“I wonder what he wants,” Lucas said.

“I don’t know, I hope it’s nothing bad,” I said but I was jumping inside, extremely nervous that I am actually going to see Dash officially. I hope it goes well!