Shallow World (boyxboy)

Chapter 1

Hey Guys!
So this is my new story. I'm super excited about it but also nervous, I've never written a boyxboy story before so I'm not sure how it'll go.
Yes boyxboy as in guy on guy action. If you don't like that sort of thing then don't read any further. If you're all for hot, sexy boyxboy action, then by all means continue and enjoy ;)
This is obviously a very rough draft and not edited. I also suck at grammar so it's not perfect in any way but I appreciate the reads nonetheless.
Thanks for reading! Xoxoxo 
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Chapter 1

Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock.. The clock looks like it's moving at snail pace. Time just won't go fast enough. It is exactly one minute and thirty two seconds until he walks through that door. He is never late. He's always perfectly on time, like clock work. Unlike me, who is always five minutes early, in anticipation for his arrival.

Three, Two, One.. the bell rings and the door swings open. Through the door walk's Hunter O'Brian. Hollowstones School's sexiest male athlete and the man of my dreams. Nobody knows that though. I'm suppose to be straight.

As always, Hunter takes a seat in the third row from the back, last seat on the left. The seat in front of mine. He nod's at me before sitting, as a form of acknowledgement. We aren't best buds or anything, but we're friendly enough to say G'day when in the same proximity of each other. I just nod and mumble a 'Sup dude' in reply. He stretches out his body once he's taken a seat. His muscles bulging through his skin tight, black, muscle shirt, leaving nothing short of the imagination.

My god, I cant help but ogle at him and admittedly have to physically stop my self from drooling.

This is English class, my favourite class. Not just because I'm particularly gifted at this subject, but because its also my one and only class with Hunter. He is of course the Soccer captain and most popular guy in the school. I guess I'm also part of the popular crew, since I'm in the soccer team. I tend to run with a different crowd though, I only joined the team so I could see Hunter shirt less, and secretly perv at his perfectly defined abs.

I sigh as the rest of the class pile in. Anna Dywer takes a seat next to me, as per usual. Anna is one of those students who is always chirpy and genuinely happy to be at school.

"Hey Austin, how was your weekend?" she asks sweetly, with a smile plastered on her face. She pulls out a little compact mirror from her bag and starts to fix her fiery red pixie hair cut, as if there is much she can really do with hair that short. Then looks at me expectantly, with her big blue eyes, waiting for a reply.

'Oh, it was fine thanks, Anna. How was yours?' I ask politely. We aren't exactly best friends either, but like Hunter, acknowledge each other and make small talk when in the same classes.

That one question sure gets her talking. Her smile gets even bigger if possible and she starts talking a hundred miles per hour.

'Oh it was simply fabulous! I had my eighteenth birthday which was amazing because my parents bought me a car! Can you believe it?'

I could, this school was one of those snobby type schools, where parents bought their kids whatever they wanted to make up for never being around. At least that's what my parents are like.

"Its a red convertible, the colour matches my hair!" she continues.

I kind of zone out as she continues to ramble about her new car. I mean don't get me wrong, she is nice and everything. I'm just not really in the mood to talk today. I have too many things to worry about.. one thing being my sexuality. The giant secret that haunts my dreams every night, it's like dark shadow that wont stop following me. I want to come out and tell everyone that I'm gay, I'm afraid though. We live in a shallow world after all.

Anna gets the picture that I'm not really paying attention to what she is saying because she turns her attention to the girl next to her and continues to gush about her new red car.

About half way through the class, our English teacher decides to split us up in groups of four, to work on our next upcoming assessment. This works out particularly well for me because he decides to group us depending on where we are sitting. That means that I end up being in a group with Anna, Hunter and Tristan Parks who is another member of the soccer team and also Hunters best mate.

The class start to move tables around, so groups can sit with each other. Hunter and Tristan spin around so they are sitting in front of Anna and I.

'Well, this has got to be better than anything that old man has to say about poetry' Tristan says with a grin. He's referring to our teacher, Mr Hocking, who was getting nowhere with this class, trying to teach us about the beauty of poetry. I can't help but laugh at that.

'Yeah, I feel you on that one dude. I actually enjoy English class, but that man can put anyone to sleep.' I say with a sheepish grin.

Hunter snorts at that, his lips turning up ever so slightly. ' You actually enjoy English class? what in Gods name is wrong with you Dickson?' he says laughing.

Yes, I know, Austin Dickson. It's like my parents were setting me up for a life of humiliation with a name like that. I can't help but smile at the sweet sound that is Hunters laugh.

'Yeah dude, I get straight A's in this class, whats not to love about that!' I say enthusiastically, pretending that I wasn't just dreaming about what it would be like to have him wrap those big, sexy arms around me.

Hunter just shakes his head. ' You're an oddball, Dickson'.

I shrug, ' I'm okay with that'.

Anna starts giggling uncontrollably five minutes before the class ends. I look over and Tristan has just given her a birthday Card with a giant smiley face on it. I figured out a while ago that they both have a thing for each other, they're both too shy to make the first move though. It wasn't hard to figure out with Anna blushing any time Tristan looked at her, or the goofy smiles Tristan had reserved for her.

"Thank you so much! I love it" Anna gushed. I just rolled my eyes, why couldn't I have someone look at me the way Tristan is looking at her. Oh right, because I'm gay and the love of my life has no idea how I feel about him, I think sulkily.

'Okay, speaking of my Birthday, I'm having a party this Saturday night. It will be Valentines day as well, so a mixed celebration! You guys better be there!' Anna says eyeing each of us off.

This actually sparks my interest, I do love a good party and if Hunter is going to be there it means more time I can spend looking at him.

'Oh I'll definitely be there' I say. The guys nod in agreement.

'Oh, by the way, its a masquerade party, so you'll have to wear masks. Also, white and red outfits only. White if you're single, and red if you're taken. I'll be wearing white' she says and winks right at Tristan. The bell rings and she jumps up and gives us one last wave before she disappears outside the classroom.

Hunter, Tristan and I just look at each other and burst out laughing.

'That chick is inane! like seriously, a party that separates singles and couples? and masks on top of that!' Tristan says is disbelief. It does sound rather odd, but Anna's parents are loaded so its bound to be an impressive party.

I just shake my head, 'Yeah, but at least this gives you a chance to make your move, mate', I say smirking at him. We all gather up our stuff and make a move for the exit.
'Shut up dude' he says giving me a light shove.

I can't help but stare at Hunters backside a little as we exit the classroom. Man, hes got a mighty fine ass.

I slip on my headphones as we exit the classroom, drowning myself in the beauty that is pure piano.

Man, I really am gay. I can't help but chuckle at myself as I make my way to my next class, geography.