Chapter 196
911words
"I knew you'd cave"
"you make it so hard not to" he smiles "Why deny what's right?" I smirk
"I wanted to see you beg"
*THREE DAYS BEFORE*
"Stop staring at him"
"I can't, I want him so bad" "But you can't have him" "Says you"
"Says him." Kris Samuel was who I wanted but couldn't have, I mean I could have him but he makes
it so hard. I'm not the type of gay who bottles up my feelings for someone, if I like you then you'll know. Kris is my brother's best friend they're both 18 and I'm 16 but I don't care I want Kris.
He comes over all the time and I always make my move and I know he tries so hard to resist "Chewie I'm straight" he always says but I know it's complete bullshit. I'm Chandler but everyone calls me Chewie. My best friend Jeff and I sit in the lunch room with the rest of the sophomores while I gawk at Kris.
"I gotta have that boy" I mumble "Jeff I have officially made it my mission to get Kris to fuck me" "that's what you said yesterday, and the day before that, and last week"
"Ok and I repeat it for emphasis." Jeff was right I do repeat it but it's just because it'll happen I know it will. I get home from school to find Kris's car in my drive way 'time for some fun' I thought as I walk to the door. I walk in heading to the kitchen to find Kris and my brother
"Kristopher, Brian" I greet them
"my name's not Kristopher" Kris replies, I do that on purpose it always ticks him off
"Chewie mom says you have a doctors appointment tomorrow at two so she's gonna pick you up from school early"
Kris smiles "really Brian? really?" he does that all the time to embarrass me in front of Kris. I grab a bottle of water from the fridge
"dude go grab your shit so we can go" Kris says "where you guys heading?" I ask
"none of your business" Brian replies as he runs out of the kitchen heading upstairs
I turn back to Kris "so.." I start moving closer "ever noticed how sturdy our island is?" "so?"
"well with those muscles I bet you could tear someone apart on here"
he smiles "you're cute"
"so you think I'm cute?" I move even closer
"yes, you're cute as in this is never gonna happen but you're cute for trying"
"you know Kris denying me is only going to make me want you more" I reply slowly rubbing my hand on the bulge of his pants. He doesn't stop me instead he stares at me as I do it 'I've got him right where I want him'
"HEY CHEWIE WHERE'S MY GRAY HOODIE?!" Brian yells from his room
"I AM NOT YOUR CLOTHES KEEPER, FIND IT YOURSELF" I yell from the kitchen "where were we?" I turn back to Kris
"You were about to get your hand off my dick" he replies pulling my hand away
"Kris it's only a matter of time" I smirk noticing his hand in mine, he notices too and moves away. "Ready?" Brian walks into the kitchen
"Yep!" Kris moves from me. They head to the front door
"Stay out of trouble till mom gets home" brain says
"You're not the boss of me" I reply "bye Kris" I wave to him and he doesn't reply 'he wants me' I smile.
The next day in gym class I sat in the locker room as I change into my gym clothes when Kris and the rest of the football jocks walk in
"practice was a bitch!" Kris complained to the rest of the guys and they agree.
Stopping what I was doing I stare as he takes off his shirt and all I could see were his amazing abs glistening with sweat, how I wish I could grip onto his amazing chest as he drills his manhood into my tiny hole, UGH! He makes me so crazy.
The guys leave him behind and he changes into his clothes. bending over to pull up my gym shorts I notice him looking over at me "oh Kris Hemsworth are you checking me out?"
"Why are you hell bent on calling me names that aren't mine?" he replies
I laugh "because it drives you crazy" I put on my shirt "I have this crazy idea, wanna hear it?" "Probably not"
"Ok I was thinking we come back here after hours and you could fuck me against every single locker
in here. What do you think?" I smile deviously "I think you're demented" he ties his sneakers
"Oh come on" I move to him "why must you play hard to get? I know you want to" he sits up and I sit on him straddling him "say you don't want me" I wrap my arms around his neck slowly leaning in. Funny thing is no matter how much he says nothing will ever happen when I do things like this he never stops me
Our lips only inches apart and he says "De-men-ted"
I get off of him "alright, I tried to be nice but you leave me no choice" I start to walk away
"What's that suppose to mean?" he asks and I don't reply leaving him hanging. I'm gonna get him, trust me.
