I'm woken up by a loud bang. I shot up out my sleep in a panic ɓut calmed down when I realized it was just someone banging on my door.
"Calum get your ass up the Boyds are ten minutes away!" My dad screams. I groaned and rubbed my eyes. I sat up and reached over for my glasses, putting them on after.
My dad's impatient banging got louder and I huffed, forcing myself out of my bed. I unlocked the door and opened in.
"What the hell were you doing? The Boyds are on their way and you are yet to get ready. You have ten minutes."
I leant on the door frame and sighed. "Dad, can I not wear a suit, please? It's not a fancy restaraunt they're coming to. We're just sitting at the table."
He sighs. "Son, it's only so you can have a clean record, so when you off to college there wouldn't be a dent on your record."
"But you're a cop." I remind him.
"I know, but abusing my authority will only make us look bad. Now go on and get dressed." He left me standing there and I rest my head against the door frame.
I can't wait until I graduate.
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Dinner began at ten and the Boyd family was a minute early. Channing and I are seated across from each other. My mom and his mom are seated across and it's the same with my dad and his dad.
Channing is also wearing a suit and the boy has been tugging at his tie restlessly. And to be honest he looks like he'd rather get burned alive than to be here.
Same.
Our parents on the other hand has been talking about useless stuff. I was just dreading the time my parents would ask me the question.
"Well what about you Calum?" Mrs.Boyd asks. I gaze at her confused.
"Pardon me ma'am?"
She smiles. "Your career, you have so many feilds to choose from."
"Oh, I'm steering towards being a lawyer, so law school." I explain.
"That's amazing. I guess it runs in the family." She giggle. My mom and dad joined her and I just rolled my eyes.
"Calum is highly intelligent, he's always studying. He heard that you two are into politics and rushed to study on a few parties. I told him it wasn't neccesary to do so." My mom chuckles.
Tch liar.
"Oh really, what political party you're for Calum?" Mrs.Boyd asks. Mr.Boyd grinned.
"I think the boy is a bit to young to understand politics."
"Well GoodFairs is a shitty party." I explain. Spoons clanked and my mother, who's seated next to me, gazed at me.
I felt her stare but I didn't look at her, nor did I care.
"Calum watch your mouth."
"Oh no I agree. They want to drop the pay range of workers because they think everyone is overpaid. Can you believe it?" He explains.
I only looked up the worst political party and went from there. And I spend ten minutes searching.
"Wow I had no idea." My mom said. I felt something touch between my leg and I flinched. I gazed at Channing and he's drinking from his cup.
I pull my chair in further not wanting mom to see since she's right next to me. What happened was his feet pressed further to my crotch.
I dropped my left hand under the table and grabbed his ankle. Channing moved his foot in a circular motion, pressing gently.
I'm not turned on though, fuck him. Channing set his cup down and pulled his foot back. I glared at him and he gave me no facial reaction in return.
The four adults continued into their conversation and I was left to deal with Channing staring at me. Thirty minutes later we were served desert, which was cherry pie.
"May I use the restroom?" Channing finally speaks.
"Of course sweetheart, Calum, show Channing the bathroom and the two of you could be dismissed from dinner since the two of you are done, I still want to talk to Loane about her routine." My mom squeals.
She doesn't need a routine for anything, but I know it's because she want to keep them here.
"And I want to get into the community club." My dad says with a grin. One thing I learned about the Boyd's is that they're richer than us. Way richer than us.
Channing doesn't act like it though, which is surprising. I got up from my seat and Channing did the same.
He followed me up the stairs and I rubbed my eyes. "There's a guest bedroom down the hall to the right, mine is on the opposite way." I explain.
He saud nothing and I could care less. I went to my room to the left and he went to the guest bedroom on the right.
When I got to my room I grabbed my phone and texted Cordelia.
'Hey snowflake, sorry about the missed calls. My mom and dad brought Channing and his parents over to "chat", what a bunch of fakes.
She instantly replied.
'Oh wow that's terrible. Do they know he's the one that bullies you?
'Nope, I kept it a secret since I didn't care much.
'You're strange you know that?
I grinned and laid down, fixing my glasses.
'How are you holding up about today?
'My mom spoke to me and said it's fine if I hang out with you, but I have to be on time.
'So you're coming over tomorrow?
'Yeah. An hour a day, nothing beyond that.
'Awesome, I have something for you, so, tomorrow I'll give it to you.
'Okay.
'Btw...can I touch myself to you?
I stare at the message and got hard. Now I really should have recorded. Maybe I can tell her what I do and she can watch those instead.
'Want a photo of me? Or a video?
'I don't know, a video?
'I have a lot of videos...I have a bit of a secret.
'Oh? What kind of secret?
Just as I was about to answer my room door opened. Channing stepped in and closed the door behind him, locking it. I click my phone off and sat up.
Channing crossed his arms and gazed over my room. It's plain, but I like it like that. I swallowed hard, not knowing his intentions.
"In here smells like the whore at school. She been here?"
"She's not a whore."
Channing pushed himself from the door and went over to my desk. He picked up the camera and turned to me.
"Why were you recording yourself in the computer room? You make porn or some shit?"
"No."
"Then why record yourself?"
"Why does that matter?" I got up and walkes up to him. I tried taking my camera away from him but he held it high in the air.
If he thinks I'll jump he's a liar. I punched him in the crotch and he buckled over, dropping to his knees.
I grabbed my camera and went on the other side of the room, stucking it inside of my drawer. Channing got up and recollected himself before coming over to me.
He grabbed my neck and I shoved my hand in his face to push him back. My back hit the bed and he squeezed harder. He kneed my crotch and stopped choking me to pin my arms above my head.
"What the fuck is your problem Channing?" I grit out. He used one hand to hold my wrists and used the other to touch me.
I exhaled and wiggled around for him to let me go.
"If you hated this, why are you getting hard?" He whispers in my war. It wasn't because of him, it was because of Cordelia. Channing unzipped my pants and I shook my head.
"S-stop." He took it out and stroked me. I closed my eyes and exhaled heavily. Why is it that I have to be so sensitive?
"Channing please d-ah." My hips bucked and I turned my body.
"You're enjoying this." Channing pulled my ear with his teeth and I groaned. I shouldn't be enjoying this. I'm not gay, I've never been attracted to boys or men. I'm not even attracted to Channing I just thinks he's good looking.
"I like you a lot, Calum. Why do you think I fuck with you a lot? Hm?" He admits quietly.
"I'm not gay."
"Your body says different."
"That's my body. I'm sensitive when it comes to sex alright. Find someone else to assault."
"Maybe I could change your mind."
"W-what?"
He let my hands go and I sat up. Channing had got on his knees and took my cock whole into his mouth.
The warm feeling made my eyes rolled back and I got harder. I should be stopping him, but I'm not.
"C-Chan-ngh, fuck don't suck on...my tip like that." Channing bobbed his head up and down as he worked his tongue all around.
The slurping and sucking sound filled the room as Channing drew me closer to an orgasm. I held the back of his head and thrusted my hips quicker.
My tip touched the back of his throat and I shuddered.
"Fuck I'm cumming." I brought Channing's head down and filled his mouth completely. I fell back and exhaled heavily.
I can't believe that just happened. Channing came up to my tip and stroked the rest of my cock.
I covered my mouth to bite back the whine as I came again. I laid there catching my breath and Channing finally pulled his mouth away.
He tower over me and forced me to look at him. I frown, feeling quite pissed off.
"Lets make a deal, whatever it is you do, I want to be apart of it. You don't have to be gay to do it."
"Fuck off Channing."
He grinned and grabbed a fistful of my hair, making me wince. Channing glanced down, touching my tip.
"You're dripping with pre, are you sure you're straight?"
"Of course I am. And I thought you hated me."
"You're fun to make fun of. Turns me on. But back to it. I want to be in your porn videos."
"I don't do porn, and I have a girlfriend."
He snorted and raised up, licking his fingers. "The whore?"
"She's not a whore." I defend.
"She's alright, bring her too, let's make a porno."
He's ridiculous. "You're out of your mind, and I don't make porn."
"Then let's start. Cordelia is a pretty girl, sure, but I'm not into girls like that. Sure I'll fuck them, but only if I'm feeling it. And I'll pay you however much you want. Let me know when you come back to school tomorrow weirdo."
"Tomorrow?"
"My parents talked to the principal." There was a knock at the door and I quickly fixed myself. Channing went over to the door and I sat up on my bed.
"See how fun that is?" Channing grinned and unlocked the door. When he opened it my mom was on the other side.
"Channing it's time for you to go. I hope you and Calum got along quite well." She beams. Channing gazed at me, his eyes trailing my body.
"We did, I think we'll be best friends from here on out."
Oh fuck off.
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