Brian pulled up to his new school. He sighed as he got out of the car. Walking up the stairs of his new school, he looked down at the schedule "Sophomore Journalism in Room 202". Shouldn't be too hard he thought.
The school was pretty small; a lot smaller than his last school. There were only five buildings and he was able to find the 200 hundred building in no time. Brian walked in slowly and looked around. The class was slowly filling up, so he took a seat near the middle before all the good seats were gone.
"Good morning class. I am Miss. Rose and welcome to Journalism." Stated the teacher.
"Great. Her voice is so going to make me fall asleep." He thought.
After the teacher took role, she said that a big part of their grades depended on how well they interacted with others and their interviewing skills. "I have randomly assigned you all with a partner. For the next twenty minutes, you will practice your interviewing skills as well get to know one another. You will get to interview your partner, asking them to tell you a little bit about themselves." She explained.
She read off the pairs.
"Sarah Jones and Emily Swan. Brian Stern and Christopher Dornson."
Brian looked around until he saw his partner. The moment his eyes locked on Chris his jaw dropped. He couldn't help but stare, Chris was gorgeous. He had short dark brown hair, hypnotizing hazel eyes and a nicely toned body.
"Hi, I'm Chris" he said, putting out his hand. "Hello??? Umm...You there?" Brian realized he was still staring at Chris.
"Oh Hi. Sorry I zone out from time to time." He said blushing.
"So Brian, I guess were supposed to interview each other. You want to go first, or should I?"
"Hmm . . . How about you go first and I'll interview you?"
"Ok, sounds good."
"So, Christopher, umm . . . Well, tell me a little about you?"
"Haha . . . Call me Chris, OK? Well, I am captain of the soccer team here, so I love soccer and running and ..."
Brian was finding it so hard to concentrate on what Chris was saying. Chris' body was just so perfect. His shirt was a little tight on him and Brian could make out his well formed chest, his biceps were slightly flexing as he talked. Chris' face was the most handsome he had ever seen. As he talked, Brian started at his lips. Brian started to think how much he would love to lean over and slowly bite Chris' lower lip as they started kissing. Brian could feel a sensation in his pants as he started to get hard. "Shit" he thought. He couldn't let Chris see that he was making him hard, the last thing he need was to be labeled the school fag. He quickly snapped back to reality and began listening to what his partner was saying.
"...one sister and a brother. What about you? You're not from around here are you? I mean I know most of the sophomores and you're new."
"Huh? Oh! I am an only child. I live here with my aunt and uncle. I moved here from St. Charles, Missouri."
"Oh. That's cool. Why did you move? Where are your parents?"
"Oh..they are still back there...they..." Brian said quietly.
Chris could tell that he hit something Brian did not want to share, so he quickly changed the subject. "Sorry. It's not my business. What do you do for fun?"
"Well I really don't know anyone here, so I just run and work out."
"Well, now you know someone." Chris said smiling.
Miss. Rose called everyone back and continued with her lesson. After class ended, Brian had Biology and Math. He could barely concentrate as his mind was full of thoughts of Chris. Brian was brought back to reality by the lunch bell. He left his Math class and went to the cafeteria. After getting his lunch he sat down at an empty table and started to eat lunch alone.
"Hi Brian. How are the rest of class?"
Brian looked up to stare into Chris' caring eyes.
"Hi Chris. It was good. Care to sit down?"
"I can't. I have a soccer meeting, just wanted to make sure your day was good."
"Yeah. Thanks again. See you around I guess."
"Bye."
Brian followed Chris's figure as he walked away, slowly regaining interest in his own half-eaten lunch. Before he knew it, the minutes had ticked away, and Brian found himself again drumming his fingers on his desk in class.
All the way home and throughout the rest of the night, Brian could not get Chris out of his head. Brian longed to feel his presence, as he day-dreamed about Chris his eyes widened with surprise at a new thought which streaked through his mind. "Wait!" He whispered aloud, audible only to himself, "When Chris came to see me at lunch I could swear I saw something in his eyes . . . but what?"
Brian was walking in the school locker room. Chris was there showering. Brian watched as the water ran down his smooth toned chest down his firm thighs and strong legs. Down his back and his tight ass. When Chris saw Brian, he motioned for him to come over. Cautiously Brian approached him, nervous that Chris had seen him watching him shower. Out of nowhere Chris pulled him forward and started to kiss him, sliding his tongue into Brian's mouth. After a few minutes, Chris broke the kiss and started to smile. Water was dripping off Brian, causing his clothes to cling to skin, showing off his tight body. Chris ran his hand down the front of Brian's shirt, feeling his tight abs. He slowly unbuttoned Brian's shirt exposing his hot chest. He kissed the side of neck and slowly moved downward. He kissed Brian's chest and over to his left nipple. He sucked on it gently then over to his other one. He licked lower until he reached Brian's belly button flicking his tongue in and out of it. Brian started to moan. Chris continued to kiss down until he was looking at Brian's bulge. He slowly undid the jeans and lowered them. Brian's cock poked out through his boxers. Chris kissed the tip of it and opened his mouth and slowly inched toward the rock hard cock...
Chris woke up suddenly. He looked at the clock "3:20AM" it shone. Had he really just dreamed about sucking a guy's cock? About sucking Brian's cock? What the fuck was wrong with him? What did this mean? Did he secretly like Brian? Did he want him sexually? No he was straight. It meant nothing. He shrugged it off and tried to go back to sleep.