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When I woke up later that night my phone had blown up with messages from Mum. I used to enjoy the fact that someone cared about me as much as her but now that I have Derek Mum is starting to annoy me. When I got to my messages I found that Mum had only sent two (pretty reserved for her if you ask me). One was asking if I would be home for school and the other was if I was enjoying myself and made any new friends.

“Well, what are you going to say?” Derek’s voice surprised me as I felt his arm tighten around my midriff protectively and his head resting on my shoulder. Clearly, he had been reading my messages.

“Hey! Doesn’t privacy mean anything to you?” I said jokingly. “Do you even sleep?” Again, this was a joke, but Derek’s pause surprised me for a second. As if he was trying to work out if I was joking or not. Either way, I was too happy to care.

“Of course I sleep. Now, what are you going to say?” The pleading tone of his voice could only mean one thing but I had to be sure.

“What do you think I should say?”

“I dunno, maybe that you had a really fun time. It was exhausting. And hot.” He paused for a second while he tried to control his laughing. “You might want to leave out that last part.” Then he became more serious. “You might want to say that…” he said this slowly and the anticipation at what I hoped he was going to say was growing.

“Say what?” I said quickly. Too quickly to hide the desperation in my voice. I’d have to work on that.

“You might want to mention to your mother that you met someone. Someone really nice.” He kissed my shoulder. “Someone sweet.” He kissed my cheek. “Someone totally” He rolled me over and kissed my nose. “irresistible.” Then he took hold of my chin and brought our lips together for a passionate make out session. It was pretty late at night but suddenly my body was wide awake with all my emotions on high alert. After about five minutes of this I had to pull away. Partly so I could breathe properly again (I have no idea how he held his breath for so long) and also so I could text my mum.

She was pretty cool with that sort of thing and so wouldn’t freak out when she found out I had spent the whole weekend supposedly alone with my new boyfriend. Wait. Was Derek my boyfriend? Or was I just a toy for him to release his sexual frustrations? Before I could dwell any more on this though my phone lit up with a text from my mother; “be safe and don’t forget school. I’ll see you tomorrow. Love Mum.”

“Haha, don’t worry. We’ll be safe.” Derek said as he laid on his back and pulled me on to his toned body. No. I had to ask.

“Derek, wait.” He suddenly froze and looked at me.

“What is it?” He sounded almost… vulnerable I guess. That was a good sign.

“Derek, what are we?”

“People.” He joked as he held me tight to him. It was as if he was afraid I would leave him.

“No, seriously. Are we… together? Or are you just using me as an easy sex toy?” That last bit came out a lot faster and more desperate than I intended it to.

“Hey, hey! Baby, look at me.” He held me tenderly and stared into my eyes. “I would never use you as a sex toy. You might be mighty sexy but I would never use someone as sweet as you as a random encounter. I love you James. I know we only just met but I really want to be your one. Will you be my boyfriend?”

My breath caught in my throat. “YES!” I yelled. Woops, probably should have contained myself a little better. “Woops, sorry. Hopefully I didn’t wake your parents. Come to think of it, hopefully they hadn’t heard anything we’ve been doing this weekend.”

“Haha, my parents are away. Hunting trip. Come here you.” He then cradled me in his arms as he kissed me everywhere.

“Wait. I need to sleep. We have school tomorrow.”

Begrudgingly Derek stopped kissing me and let me lay down beside him but his arm never left me. The whole night I was cradled in his arms beside him. I’m usually not one for this kind of soppy romance but for Derek, I would do anything.

The rest of the week was a blur. A long boring blur. The best parts were whenever I was with Derek. We would find ways to be together between classes. Holding hands and making out. A lot. I guess Derek came out to the whole school that week then. Before long we were all the school could talk about. Everywhere we went people looked. Some of the girls shot daggers at me, clearly disappointed that Derek didn’t bat for their team. Other girls smiled. At first the boys were uncomfortable when I sat with Derek’s group but they soon took me in. I think Derek said something though as it was not exactly gradual.

Each night we would catch the train home together and he would walk me to my bus stop where I would sit on his lap on the ground while I waited for the bus. My Mum was cool with it but she said I had to be home from Monday to Thursday but Friday, Saturday and Sunday were days I could spend with Derek.

It was all really great. The sex was awesome. Derek was as hot as ever. I was happy. This went on for weeks and weeks. Before long, the Spring holidays came around and I had to work out with my Mum when I could stay with Derek. She was fine with me being over there most of the time but she needed to know I was alive. She agreed to let me stay with Derek over the holidays as long as I came home at least twice at some point and replied to all her texts. It was a small price to pay to be with Derek.

The first week flew by in a daze of happiness. It was filled with movies, dinner dates and lounging around on the bed watching television and doing other, more naughty, things. What I thought was to be one of the biggest parts of our relationship was yet to occur: anal.

Derek had hinted at it a lot but I kept pushing him down and he was fine with that. However, it was the holidays and I decided that it was time to try it. I told Derek as we were downstairs in his basement listening to music (I hated it but it made Derek happy so I survived). He jumped up and yelped with excitement. Yes, he actually yelped. Like a wolf. At first it took me aback but then I laughed.

Derek stopped my laugh when he pushed his lips to mine. Before long he had picked me and was cradling me like a baby in his arm. It seemed to be his favourite way to move me these days. He practically ran up the stairs taking them two at a time. He ran through the house and never let me down until we were in his room and he dropped me on the bed. He then ripped off his clothes, including his underwear (seriously though, this boy has a nack for ripping off clothes, hate to be the one paying for all that), and jumped on top of me as he pulled mine off (thankfully not ripping anything). My face was being covered in sloppy kisses before he finally found my mouth and it felt like we were the sources of electricity in this world. If magic existed, it existed in that room right now.

He then forced my head down to his throbbing cock and he did not need to say anything else. I took his dick in my mouth as he thrusted it in and out. I had long ago become accustomed to every microscopic detail of his dick and was so used to having it thrust down my throat that I had stopped gagging. This was great because semen mixed with vomit does not make for a very sensual experience.

Before long I could feel his body twist above me and felt something wet and sloppy envelop my own member. It was not as impressive as Derek’s but he loved it almost as much as he loved me. We stayed in this 69 position until we were both as hard as we could be. He then moved away quickly and then came back with condom and lube. Both unopened. Like he had been long awaiting this day.

He started stretching my hole first with one lube covered finger then another and another. Before long he had three long fingers inside of me. At first it had hurt but then I had grown accustomed to the pain and now it felt hot. I was so horny for him and I could only breathe one phrase “put it in.”

Derek gladly obliged and before long he was thrusting in and out of me and the room was filled with the sounds of our moans. My body was now his. I felt completely at one with him like I was merely an extension of his dick. Speaking of his dick it felt like it was growing inside of me to become even longer… and thicker. It was beginning to hurt again and I accidentally let out a yell. Derek, sensing my pain (he always seemed to be able to do that, sense my emotions. I never got how he did it), slowed down a bit and hugged me close to him while comforting me. It felt so good and before long I came on our chests and Derek had pulled out, taken off the condom, and added his load to the puddle forming between us.

“Wow.” That was all I could say. Derek then laid back in bed and pulled me close so I was again protected by him. I soon fell asleep.

When I woke up I could feel that Derek was still awake above me. It had fallen dark outside.

“James. I know you’re awake. I need to tell you something.” His voice was very serious and when I rolled over to look at his face I saw concern and… could it be fear? Was fearless Derek suddenly not so fearless after all?

“What is it? Derek, are you okay?” I was beginning to worry as the concern on Derek’s face only increased when he looked at me. “You’re not breaking up with me are you? Whatever’s wrong I’ll change. I can be better. I promise. Is it something I said?”
“Hold up James. It’s nothing like that. It’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you for a long time. It’s something you need to know about me if you really want to know me.”

“Of course I do.” I interjected.

“What I have to say is really important so please James, baby, don’t interrupt me.” He searched my face for agreement. “Thank you. I really love you James. I have never felt the same way about anyone else in my life. I never want to lose you. I would sooner die. But there is something about me that you need to know. It might frighten you but I beg you to hear me out and give me a chance. I will understand though if you never want so me again after you find out.”

“Derek. I feel the same way. Whatever it is, we can work through it. Just tell me.” Now I was really beginning to worry.

“James, I’m a –“