Head Boy - Sex Stories

Head Boy

... Why didn't I say 'What the fuck are you even talking about?' or 'You're out of your tiny mind, mate...' - something like that? Why didn't I shut the whole thing down completely?

"Just gonna keep watching and drooling and cross your fingers nobodyelse notices, then?"

I felt my fists clench, my jaw tighten. Fuck, Iso wanted to punch him. But...if I did, I'd never be able to come back here. Also, we were both adults, legally at least. If I punched him and he didn't punch back, didn't turn it into a fight? Assault charge right there. Not something I needed in my future.

"There is another option..." I heard him say, over the metallic groaning of the door dragging closed. He flipped the hasp over the heavy D-loop, put the padlock through and snapped it shut, removing the key, then turned back to me, spreading his arms, palms out.

"There is an option where youdo actually get to do something..."

Holy fuck. I did not seethat coming. But all I wanted in the moment was to retaliate, to make him feel as small and scared as he'd been making me feel.

"My dude," I drawled, "even if we for some reason assume yourother wild conclusions, why would I want to get busy withyou?"

It had no detectable effect. He just shook his head and hissed;

"Because I'mavailable, dumbfuck. I'm here, and I know. But I'm safe. I'm not gonna out you, not only because I barely know anybody you know, but also because I'm not out either and I'd kinda like it to stay that way for ...

... now."

I blinked, struggling to process. Hearing it all laid out like that...so weird. So brutally, unapologetically practical, logical. So profoundly un-hot. But...hmm. Workable, yeah. If -if - I wanted...

I had way too much going on in my head, so of course what escaped via my mouth wasn't relevant or to the point.

"You're not out?" I mean, with your kind of social circle, your kind of Mummy and Daddy...?

He rolled his eyes. "I'm Head Boy of a Catholic school!Obviously I'm not out!"

Head Boy. Of course he was.Obviously. Yeah. I felt the beginnings of a laugh bubbling up as I leaned in toward him.

"So...do you give good head, Head Boy?" I murmured sarcastically.

He met my gaze without blinking. "Doyou?"

"Uhhh..." Damn. I walked right into that. With my eyes open. Stupidmouth.

Now it was him leaning in. "That's what I thought," he breathed. "Well, if you wanna fix that - like I said, I'm available. I'd rather not head off to uni as a total noob either, but I'm not putting myself out there generally because in a place this size thatwill come back round to bite. So." He shrugged, then gestured down his body in a sweep. "You wanna get in some practice? Your move."

He turned to leave, and my brain suddenly kicked into gear. I realised, like a flash of light, that I'd be stupid to pass up on what he was offering, but that if I let him walk away today, without saying anything...? I'd never be able to bring myself to go begging to him after. It had to be ...