“Mikey! Your fucking shift is over! Get the fuck out of here, you stupid shit!” My boss Mike Pedicone shouted at me.
“I wanted to work some over time…” I said quietly.
“You can’t fucking work over time! You’ve worked enough over time, asshole!” He said, and threw his water bottle at me.
“I-I’m sorry…” I apologized and hung my head. I hated working here. I fucking hated it. I get yelled at, and he throws shit. He’s like a dulled down version of Alicia. I have to wear make up to hide my bruises. Then she hits me more and calls me a fag.
“GET THE FUCK OUT, WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU?” He screamed, and started throwing more miscellaneous crap at me.
I half ran out of the store. He was only like that to me when no one was inside. I still didn’t like that. I had two other jobs on the side of this one. I don’t like any of them, but this is single handedly the worst.
I remembered Alicia was going to be in Florida for two months visiting her aunt and partying. She told me she was going to cheat. I believed her. Mostly because she’s actually cheated on me while I was in the room. But that’s fine. Because I’m to ugly and stupid for sex, and she wants to be happy. I’d do anything to keep her happy. She loves me, and I lover her too. I mean, she only hits me so I learn what I’m doing wrong, and don‘t do it again. She’s only tying to help, and that’s really nice of her.
I walked down the back alley, about to go to my brother Gerard’s house. I just wanted to visit him, his wife, and my niece Bandit. She was so cute. And Lyn-z and Gerard were great together. Lyn-z always told me I should dump Alicia, and that was the only thing that I didn’t like about her. Besides, if I wanted to, I probably couldn’t. She might not let me. But I don’t want to.
I kept walking, my hands shoved deep in my pockets, hanging my head and stepping in puddles. I heard something that sounded like footsteps behind me. I turned around. No one was there. I guess I’m just paranoid.
“Well, I’ve been observing you both for quite some time. Since you were both children, actually. And watching you two grow was such a great experience. You two are extremely attractive. And I have a certain collection of… home movies -if you will-, and I’d like to add a home movie of you two to my collection.” Hubert said.
“Home movie? What are… What’re you talking about?” Frank asked, eyebrows furrowed.
“You two are going to bring each other to orgasm, and whether of not you like it, you’re going to like it.” He said.
“I… I have a girlfriend!” I protested.
“And I have a fiancé! If you’ve been watching us, how didn’t you know that?!” Frank growled.
“Mikey, your girlfriend beats you and verbally abuses you. She makes you feel like shit on a daily basis and sucks the life right out of you. And you’re only twenty three. And Frank, you don’t like women and you know it. Besides, your fiancé made you change your entire personality to suit her parents.”
“No she doesn’t… she’s great to me!” I said.
“And Jamia is the best thing to ever happen to me, you slug!” Frank snapped.
“Okay. Live the rest of your lives in denial. You still have to make that movie if you want to live. I’ll give you both two hours to come to a mutual decision.” He said and left.
“So… What… What should we do?” Frank asked.
“Um… I-I want to live.” I said, and looked away from him.
“Okay… me too… So… We should… do this?” He said timidly.
“Y-Yeah… Maybe um… Maybe we should kiss and like… See if it’s like… Natural…” I said.
“O-Okay…” He said, and scooted a little closer to me. He leaned closer to me, and I felt his lips ever so slightly brushed against mine. I shook, not because I was scared. But because I wanted to kiss him. He placed one hand on my waist, and I gently pressed our lips together. I remembered how it was when Alicia would let me kiss her. It never felt like this. It felt like there emotion behind it. Like there were sparks. But there couldn’t have been, because I’m seeing Alicia.
Before I knew it, I was wrapping my arms around him and pulling him on top of me. He moaned slightly and I wrapped my legs around his. He started grinding his semi against my member. I’ve never felt this kind of feeling. I had never been with a girl, let alone a boy. Alicia was pretty, but I think this Frank guy was turning me on. We were grinding and kissing, and moaning when suddenly Frank pulled away from me and stopped.
“A-Apparently… This is going to be easier than I thought…” He breathed.
I just nodded and tried to catch my breath. I was disappointed he stopped. I liked the feeling. And it kept getting better. I had this urge to crawl on top of him and fuck his brains out, but first of all I’m not exactly sure on how to go about it, and he’d probably be mad at me if I did. We need to get out of here, and that’s only going to happen if we work together.
“So… Does you fiancé actually force you to change?” I asked, breaking the silence.
“No.” He snapped at me. “I decided to change on my own. She doesn’t own me.” I could tell he was lying by how fast he answered and how he answered. “Does your girlfriend actually…”
“Yes… But it’s for my own good… I’m a bad person.” I said.
“No you’re not.” He said and placed his hand on my shoulder. I furrowed my eyebrows at him.
“How would you know?” I asked.
“I can see it in your eyes…” He said, and looked away.
“I have three jobs, even with all that I can barely pay my rent, my car broke down, so I can’t visit my mom who has a month to live, and I can’t pay for it to get fixed, I can’t pay for this new blood pressure medication I have to take, and I have no health care so the money for everything comes out of my pocket…” I said, and shrugged.
“Oh my god, Mikey. I’m so sorry.” He said, and rubbed my back lightly.
“No, no. It’s fine. It’s no one’s fault…” I said.
“I’m still sorry… Tell you what… I’ll give you my address, and you can come over anytime, and I’ll take you anywhere and pay for anything. It’s only a few blocks from the mini-mart.” He said.
I just nodded slightly in response.
“Alrighty boys. Live, or die?” Hubert said and entered the room once again.
“Live.” Frank said.
“Whenever you two are ready.” Hubert said, and walked out.
“What… do you um… Want to do?” Frank asked.
“What do you mean?” I asked. I wasn’t quite sure how to go about gay sex.
“Do you want to be on top, bottom? Head, hand job?” He asked.
“…What’s best?” I asked timidly.
“Personally, I think head is the best…” He said and bit his lip.
“I-I’m not sure how to do that…” I said and blushed.
“Okay then… Just trust me and let me do this.” He said, and softly pushed me so I was lying on my back. I started breathing heavily when he pushed up my shirt, and pulled it over my head. He started gently kissing my neck and rubbing his hand across my crotch. I wriggled around not sure how to stay still. This was already feeling so good.
He flicked my jeans open, and stopped kissing my neck and moved lower so he was level with my erection. He pulled down my pants, and looked up at me.
“If you don’t like this, tell me, we can do something else, okay?” He said.
I nodded and he took my member in his mouth. I let out a delighted moan. The warm, wet environment that surrounded my member was the best thing I had ever felt. I couldn’t think about anything other than how good this felt. I bucked my hips, not able to control my movements. I continued to whine and writhe as Frank bobbed his head up and down my cock.
“O-Oh Frank…” I moaned, enjoying this a little more than I should. My eyes closed tight as I felt this weird sensation in my abdomen, and I grabbed on to Frank’s hair. “O-O-Oh god… F-Frank… A-Ah…” he continued to suck me off, while I whined and I actually started to cry.
“Mmm… FUCK! Oh shit Frank!” I screamed and I lost any control I may have had. I shook and convulsed about the floor, I’m guessing this is what an orgasm is…
“God Mikey you’re fast…” Frank observed.
“I-I was a virgin…” I admitted.
“Oh… So how’d you like it?” He asked with a self satisfied smirk on his face.
“I-It was… Amazing…” I said.
“Frank still needs to get off!” Hubert reminded us over… speakers?
“C-Can I do that to you?” I asked shyly.
“It might be easier for you if you just gave me a hand job…” He said.
“Is that where I… Like… Rub it?” I asked.
“Yeah…” He said and sighed.
“D-Don’t you like that?” I asked, a little embarrassed at how dirty that sounded.
“I do, I guess…” He shrugged. I threw caution to the wind, and started undoing his pants. “U-Um… C-Can we like… try to get me… excited?”
“H-How?” I asked, anything to make sure we both lived.
“Kissing you seemed to work last time…” He hinted. I pressed my lips to his, and ran my tongue along his bottom lip, enticing him to kiss back. He and I fought for dominance, and I surprisingly won. I felt around his crotch, and tried mimicking what he did with me. I brushed my hand up and down his length slowly. He gasped, and I knew that would probably mean I should get to doing something.
I pulled his pants down and continued to kiss him. I stroked him fast, every moan that left his lungs I captured. I’ve never felt this close to anyone.
Frank and I laid on the floor, my arms wrapped around his small frame, and his wrapped around me, spent and sleepy.
A/N; More tomorrow.