Freak vs Jock

Kinney Residence


Justin woke up from a peaceful slumber. He got up and stretched is arms. Slowly opening his eyes, Justin realised that he wasn’t in his own room. Using both fists he rubbed his eyes and adjusted them to the bright light that was coming from the window.

“What the…” mumbled Justin.

His sentence was left hanging when he felt something move next to him. He looked over and all the memories came rushing back.

“Fuck me”. Gasped Justin loudly.

“I think we did that all night. Haven’t you had enough.” Laughed Brian sleepily.

Justin grunted. “There is no such thing as not enough”.

Brian laughed. “Your kinda funny when you’re not around your prick of a friend.”

“Well you should never assume.” Said Justin

“You can’t really blame me for thinking you were an asshole too.” Sighed Brian.

“Just because my friends act like idiots Brian it doesn’t mean that I act or even acknowledge the thought on bullying someone.” Glared Justin.

“Yeah well, if you don’t like what they do. Why are you their friend?” asked Brian.

“Look I don’t give a flying fuck who they go after, it’s not my business. And as for not stopping them I am not their mother, I’m not their keeper. I’ve known them since I was five, so excuse me for not jumping in and saving a damn fuck who can’t stand up for himself!” Yelled Justin.

Brian looked down.

“Why are we fighting about this?” he asked quietly.

“You’re the one who started it Brian. So don’t act like the hurt party here.” Seethed Justin.

Brian nodded slowly and got out of his bed. He pulled his jeans on from last night, and headed for the bathroom.

“I’m going to take a shower here. If you want a shower just go down the hall and turn left theirs a single bathroom there. There are towels and everything else you would need. If not I’ll see yah in school.”

Brian walked into his bathroom and locked the door behind him. Tears started to fall from his hazel eyes. This wasn’t the morning after he had planned.

Justin stood frozen from his spot. He was angry that people thought of him as an uncaring mean asshole. But he knew that… he always knew that. So why did it bother him now? He knew the question to that answer anyway, he didn’t give a fuck what anyone else thought of him…the thought of Brian thinking that hurt him… really hurt him, and he only knew him for a few weeks.
Getting angry at his thoughts, Justin pulled on his clothes from the previous night. He opened Brian’s bedroom door and fled the Kinney household.

After twenty minutes Brian exited his bathroom. He padded softly down the hall wearing only a towel round his waist. Opening the door he found that Justin wasn’t in there. Sighing he went back to is room and peered outside his window his car was gone too. Tears started to fall again, wiping them away Brian got ready for school.

Caddington High school- morning

Justin stood beside his locker taking the books he needed for his morning classes. Someone tapped him on his shoulder.

“Hey man”. Said Jason.

“Hi”. Said Justin quietly.

“So how was last night?” asked Jason grinning.

Justin thought back to the night before and the sex with Brian. It was hot erotic and so beautiful. Thinking about last night and Brian was giving Justin a hard on that he didn’t think was useful in the middle of school.

“Amazing”. Breathed Justin

“Reaaallly”. Drawled Jason.

Justin give him a short smile. “Yeah really”.

“Can I borrow.” Grinned Jason.

Automatically Justin said. “Not a chance.”

Jason laughed and held his hands in defeat.

“Whatever man”

“I gotta go.” Said Justin and rushed before Jason could say anything more.

The morning past slowly for Brian, his fellow students buzzed around him with no care in the world. Outside his demeanour was clam and bored. Inside he felt like his heart was breaking. It angered him why did he feel like this he knew not fall in love. People like him never received love never deserved love. His father and mothers voices echoed in his mind. But he didn’t understand why he let Justin in… it was a mystery to him.

Brian walked across the courtyard and sat down on the wall out looking the basketball court. He took out his brown paper bag and took out the sandwiches he made in the morning. He bit into his food, his mind replying the events of last night and this morning over and over again. Brian was so lost in thought but he managed to get distracted by a flash off honey yellow. He arched of the wall a little to see what it was and to his dismay or luck it was Justin staring right back at him.

Justin jogged onto the basketball court, playing ball always made him feel relaxed and kept his mind of other things. Justin unconsciously looked over to the far end wall and saw someone sitting there. He arched his neck and saw the one thing he was trying so hard to forget… Brian.

Both boys stood/sitting staring at each other, before the coach of the team yelled at them to get into their teams. Reluctantly Justin turned around.

Brian decided to stay and watch the team train, he liked Basketball but he always preferred to run. Maybe it was just natural for him wanting to run he ran all his life and he was bound to be good at it and like it for that matter. Keeping his thoughts at bay (or as much as he could) Brian watched Justin intently, running, dribbling, blocking, passing and yelling. Brian was getting hard watching the sweat drip of Justin it was so erotic, he shifted so he could find a more comfortable place for his growing erection.

After and hour the coach told them that practice was over. Brian forgot the time and realised that he missed his sixth period class. He cursed for his lack of control. He quickly stood up and decided to hurry up and get to his next class; before he could get there Justin blocked him.

“What the fuck where you doing here.” Said Justin quietly but a threat was evident in his voice.

“Em…I came out here to have my lunch.” Said Brian nervously.

“For TWO HOURS.” Yelled Justin.

Brian flinched from Justin’s yell.

“I lost track of time.” He said feebly.

“Just fuck off Brian.” Said Justin angrily.

Brian’s head shot up and his eyes a usual warm hazel colour, turned black. His voice was low but very angry.

“You said that you hated when people assumed that you were a prick and an asshole like your good for nothing friends. And I believed that I believed that you weren’t like that. That you had a heart, but you know what Justin your not you’re like all your friends. You are a prick and an insensitive asshole. You act like the injured party back at my house and I BELIEVED you. My IQ must have dropped when I let you fuck me, when I believed you. I am so ashamed to have you EVER touch me, I feel so disgusted for letting you touch me. You are nothing but A WHORE AND A BASTARD.”

Justin punched Brian in the face; Brian stumbled back and held on to his lip. He moved his hand and saw the blood. His nose and lips were both bleeding.

Justin looked at his hand and looked at Brian, he didn’t mean to punch Brian it just happened. He was so hurt at what Brian said.

“I guess you proved another point there too Justin.” Said Brian he spat his blood on Justin’s face before walking away.

Justin raised his arm and wiped his face. He felt something wet on his cheek touching his cheek with his fingers, Justin realised that he was crying.

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The afternoon passed uneventful for Brian yet again, he had walked into class and the teacher didn’t even acknowledge him. Nobody bothered to ask how he got a split lip and a bruised nose.

Justin didn’t bother going into his last class, the tears wouldn’t stop falling and he didn’t want anyone to see him crying.

The bell rang signalling the end of the day. Happy teenagers flooded the buses and car lots ready to go home, and call their friends and talk about “who wore what” and “Who they wanted to have sex” with.

Brian sighed and decided to head home, he walked around the hall and went to his locker dumping his books. A boy was walking down the hall he spotted Brian and walked causally over to him.

Justin walked down the empty hallways he was going to his locker when he stopped he saw Brian and another red headed boy whispering. He hid behind the wall and saw Brian and the “anonymous boy” walk into the old boys locker room. Getting a sick feeling in his stomach Justin followed them in five minutes later. He attentively shut the door and walked in the room. He could hear moans of pleasure come from somewhere deep inside the room. He knew it wasn’t Brian he mesmerized every inch of that boys body, alongside his beautiful husky moans. Justin walked in further he spotted Brian and the red headed boy. The boy was bent over hands on the wall, and Brian’s dick up his ass. By the time Justin got their both boys had reached their blissful orgasms. The red headed boy was the first one to look up, his eyes suddenly got wide, and his face turned bright red. Brian slid out of the boy, he knew Justin was standing there but didn’t acknowledge his presence. He dumped the filled condom into the bin and pulled his jeans back up. The other boy was still in shock and hadn’t moved from his previous position.

“Get the fuck out of here.” Growled Justin.

The boy give a sudden yelp, and hurriedly pulled his jeans and ran out of the room. Brian rolled his eyes and looked at Justin dead in the eye.

“Where you here to watch the show or to hit me again.” Said Brian with a bore tone.

“I had every right to hit you Brian, what you said…”

“What?” asked Brian?

“It hurt”. He said quietly.

Brian laughed bitterly.

“It hurt? What about me you hurt me this morning.” Shouted Brian.

“I was confused…”

“And I wasn’t I just had the team captain fuck me.”

“Brian I am sorry I didn’t mean to get angry at you. I don’t care what people think of me. But when you were saying those things it hurt me because you thought them. And I didn’t want you to think of me like that.”

“Justin that was from before knowing you. You can’t blame me for that and I know you aren’t like that… but did you have to be so mean about it.”

“Maybe not”.

“And the things I said this afternoon, that was me realising how much of an hypocrite you were. You told me to fuck off Justin. Fine I would have gotten over what you said this morning. But how you said it hurt when I thought those things of you it hurt me when you swore at me like that. I’ve had it all my life Justin even from my parents. And the one person who I thought was my friend the man that I was falling so hard for, talk to me like I was dirt… it hurt me. So I put up my defences and gave you as good as you got.” Brian gave a big sigh at the end of his speech.

He then continued.

“And then you punch me”

Justin laughed, he raised his hand and traced Brian’s lip and bruised nose he planted a sweet and tender kiss on his split lip.

“I am so sorry Brian for everything. And I think I’m falling for you too.” He whispered.

“Really?”

“Really”

Brian leaned his forehead against Justin’s and both stood still sharing the same oxygen.


Brian sat on the passenger side of Justin’s car. Brian was leaning against Justin’s shoulder.

“I guess this wasn’t the morning after we both expected huh?” said Justin laughing.

“I guess not. But it would make one hell of a book.” Giggled Brian.

“Book?”

“Yeah the things not to say or do the morning after.” Giggled Brian.

Justin placed a kiss on Brian head and said.

“As long as we go fifty- fifty on the profit.”

“Deal.”

Brian and Justin drove in silence until they reached Justin’s house. Parking up in the garage both boys got out of the car. Justin led Brian into the warm Taylor house. Justin headed to the kitchen with Brian following behind him.

“Hey mom”. Greeted Justin.

“Hey darling.” Jennifer said smiling at her son.

“Mom this is Brian. Brian this is Jennifer Taylor.”

“Hello Brian”

“Hi Mrs. Taylor” he shook her inviting hand.

“Dear God what happened to your face.” Asked Jennifer worriedly.

Brian looked at Justin who turned bright red.

“Got into and argument. The person thought violence could solve the matter.” Said Brian with a tongue in cheek smirk.

Justin mouthed “Fuck you” at Brian.

“Well I hope you notified the head master.” Said Jennifer pulling some ice from the freezer.

“Actually we got everything sorted out and he apologised rather nicely.” Grinned Brian.

Justin rolled he eyes.

“Here put this ice on your face it should help with the swelling. I’m glad Justin doesn’t fight.” Said Jennifer proudly.

Brian laughed out loud.

Justin grabbed packets of sweets and crisps and can’s of coke.

“Mom we are going to hang in my room for a while. Is it okay if Brian stays for dinner? His dad is away on business?” Asked Justin changing the topic.

“Of course he can.” Said Jennifer smiling at Brian.

“Come on Bri”.

Justin led Brian up the stairs and into his large room.

“Justin why did you invite me for dinner?” Asked Brian.

“Why you need to do something?”

“No”

“Then you don’t need to go back to an empty house with know one there. When you can stay here eat good ole home cooked food and get a special protein snack.” Grinned Justin.

“Really”

“Uh-huh”

Justin took of his clothes seductively and slowly. When fully naked he went and locked his bedroom door. He climbed the bed and started to stroke his cock. Brian watched the whole seduction and started to get very hard. He quickly shed his clothes and climbed the bed. He slapped Justin’s hand away and put his warm wet mouth on Justin’s cock. Taking the whole thick eight inches down his throat.

“Brian.” Moaned Justin.

Brian bobbed up and down and sucked harder and harder, until Justin’s juices flooded his mouth. Brian sucked harder until no more came forth. He licked his lips and licked Justin’s body before kissing him hard on the mouth, letting the blonde taste himself. Brian raised himself on his elbows and said.

“Freak three Jock one”.

Justin laughed and tackled Brian onto his back.


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For Tay