Sophomore Symphony Part 3: Scholastic Secrets

I finally walk down the hallway in my new high school towards my advisement room after a long, lonely summer. Michael and I rarely met up after band camp and I finally get to spend time with him. He's a junior so I won't have any classes with him except for band.

I get to advisement early because I'm new and the principal wants me to get acquainted with the school before being trampled by the other students. Inside the classroom I find the teacher at her desk talking to another student. He's about 2 inches taller than me, has short, cropped dirty blonde hair with the deepest sea blue eyes I've ever seen. It seems that their conversation ends as the boy walks away from her desk. I head towards the teacher, passing the boy. He smiles and nods at me as we pass each other. I find my self breathless at his sheer perfection.

For once, I'm speechless.

He walks out if the room as I stand their, awed by the angel that I just had the pleasure of seeing. "Hello, you must be Skyler Heywood, the transfer." The teacher's voice snaps me out of the trance.

"Um, yeah." I brush my hand through my jet black hair, kind of nervous.

"Well here's your schedule and locker information, hopefully you'll have time to tour the school before the bell rings. You'll come back here and get everything you need and then go about your day, naturally." I smile as I take the paper.

"Thanks." I leave the room and proceed wandering the halls. I have nowhere to go and still have about half an hour to kill so I make my way to the band room, hoping to find Michael. Instead I find Joey, setting up chairs and getting ready for first period. He looks up and gets an excited look on his face.

"Oh, hello Skyler, just the man I wanted to see." His tall slim body looks good in his tight fitting suit. He walks to his office and beckons me inside. I follow and find him sitting behind his desk, with a comfy chair in front of it. I sit down looking as relaxed as possible. I decided to go with the red color contacts today, cause I'm feeling a little closed off, apprehensive. It's just something else to give me an extra sense of mystery.

"I wanted to talk about your chair placement. As of now you're second chair saxophone." This wouldn't seem like a problem, but I take music very seriously and I could have sworn that I was by far the best saxophone player at band camp. Joey senses I frustration with this, although I try my best to hide it.

"But this is only because of seniority, you're by far the best saxophone we have but seniority rules over." He stops, like he wants to say something else. And I feel like I know where this is going.

"Are you sure I can't be first chair? Isn't there something that I could do to overrule seniority?"

"Of course! All you have to do is show me that you're truly special." He raises his eyebrows and seductively licks his lips.

"Oh well should I go get-"

"No, not with that saxophone, that saxophone." He nods at my crotch, which now as a nice bulge.

I smile. "I guess that I could give you a little show."

I proceed to slowly slide off my black t-shirt. Joey sits back in his chair and unbuttoned his dress shirt. I rub my hard nipple with one hand and my crotch with the other as Joey unbuckles his belt and pants. I do the same and slide my black jeans down to my ankles. Down to my underwear, I sit in the chair rubbing my crotch as Joey jerks his cock. He moans in pleasure as I slied off my underwear revealing my six and a half inch member. I lack hair everywhere except for my head and I like it because it gives me a boyish appeal.

"You wanna play with your tight boy ass for me Sky? Please?" I nod seductively and lift my legs up. I rub my finger around my hole as I jerk my cock. "Yeah that's it, good boy."

His breaths get shorter as he gets close to climax. I slide a finger into my hole and moan in pleasure. That does it for him as he explodes and his cum flies all over his wooden desk. He gasps for air, "I think you've earned that first chair spot."

I smile as I reach to get my clothes, "Thanks."

I leave the band room just in time for the warning bell for school to start. I head over to advisement like the teacher said to and find myself standing in front of a full classroom. The only open seat is next to Mr. perfection himself, the boy I saw earlier this morning. He is sitting next to a fair boy with black hair almost as dark as mine, but its who I see behind him that makes my heart skip a beat.

Billy.

I sit down in the open seat and wait for the announcements over the intercom. I take the time to look around the classroom at all of the new faces, but I see a familiar face on the other side of the room. I didn't notice him when I walked in but Michael is sitting in a desk on the other side of the room. I try to say hi to him but he seems to be avoiding any eye contact with me.

I give up and turn back towards the front of the room. Out of the corner of my eye I see Mr. Perfect staring at me. Before I could meet his eyes he turns away. We play this silent game of cat and mouse for about 5 minutes until Billy speaks to him.

"Hey Parker what's your schedule look like?" His name is Parker, normally I wouldn't think anything of it but for some reason it adds to his perfection.

But he's friends with Billy.

As they talk about their schedules I turn to the other boy with the black hair. I see that his eyes are the same deep sea blue as Parker's. And his pale skin makes them pop with color.

"Uh hey I'm Sky." He looks to be partially interested, that's good. I might already have a friend.

"Sup, I'm Andrew, but people call me Andy. I haven't seen you around. New?"

I brush my hair back, its become a nervous habit. "Yeah, moved in from Florida."

"Cool." Before our conversation can continue the announcements come on.

After advisement I wait outside or the classroom for Michael. Andy, Mr. Perfect, and Billy already took off for first period.

Michael comes up to me, looking pretty depressed. "I need to tell you something. This thing that we have...has to stop." I'm dumbstruck.

"W-what?"

"I should have told you from the beginning but I have a boyfriend so I can't...I can't do this with you anymore." He quickly turns around and walks away.

And I go through the rest of the day feeling as lonely as ever.