“What do you mean?” Chester asked skeptically, his voice at a normal speaking volume. Mike eyes narrowed in a glare that was clearly meant to tell him to keep his voice down. “Is it because you ‘aren’t gay?’” he asked, using his fingers to make quotation marks to emphasize his sarcasm. Mike stepped closer to him.

“I’m not,” he hissed, his hot breath tickling Chester’s skin, “It was a drunken thing. Don’t even give me that look. I know you’ve had plenty of one nights. Just add this to your list.” Chester was stunned by the harshness of Mike’s words, but not for long.

“Fuck you,” he shot back through clenched teeth, “You may have been drunk last week, but you sure as hell weren’t drunk last night!” He yelled this last part, attracting strange looks from his classmates. “Mind your own fucking business,” he yelled to the before turning to a red faced Mike. “You can’t even try to feed me this bullshit.”

“I wasn’t thinking clearly. I am now,” Mike said matter-of-factly. Chester just stared at him with his jaw dropped. “It’s not a big deal anyway,” Mike added, taunting the older man, “You fags can’t get married, so it’s not like you should be able to fall in love.” Chester let out a small cry and stormed out of the school. As he passed Mike he shoved him hard into the lockers.

Chester just laughed. He had no idea what was so damn funny. But whatever it was was hilarious. “Yeah,” he finally said. Mike snorted a bit and laughed with him.

“Dude, that’s sick,” Mike said. Chester shook his head at his friend. Mike had been there though the whole issue with Sam and everyone at school.

“It feels really good,” the brunette insisted, “You have no idea.” He choked on his beer when Mike leaned forward and pecked him on his lips. He stared at the Asian with wide eyes and beer dripping off his chin. So attractive. “What was that for?” he asked. Mike shook his head.

“I dunno,” he replied, “It felt nice though.” He leaned forward and kissed Chester again, a little more bravely this time. Chester’s heart pounded in his chest when he felt Mike’s soft lips on his. He smiled when Mike’s tongue slipped between his lips and began probing his own. He reveled in Mike’s taste, closing his eyes and wrapping his arms around the younger man. He couldn’t help but whimper sadly when Mike pulled away.

“Wanna get out of here?” he asked, grinning. Chester could only nod and grin as Mike grabbed his arm and pulled him from the house. He’d pinch himself to make sure he was awake, but if he was dreaming he knew he’d hate himself for waking himself up.

“Mhmmm…backseat,” Chester moaned breathlessly as Mike pulled off his shirt and bit down on his nipple. He cried out sharply and pulled Mike’s hoodie off before yanking him into the backseat.

He watched Mike’s eyes close as he pushed the younger man onto his back and propped his legs up so they touched the roof of the car. He spit into his hand and rubbed the liquid on his erection, desperately wanting to get it into his prize but at the same time wanting to make sure that he didn’t hurt Mike.

He leaned forward and pressed a hard kiss to Mike’s lips before pushing his cock into the other man’s hole. Mike’s cry of pleasure and pain echoed in his ears, bringing another stupid grin to his face. He began to thrust in and out vigorously, making Mike gasp and moan with each movement. Chester leaned forward and grabbed Mike’s shoulders, biting down on his lower lip as he thrust harder and harder.

The small car rocked with their bodies and the windows began to show signs of fogging. The enclosed area was alive with the sounds of Mike’s cries and Chester’s moans, as well as the sound of their naked bodies colliding again and again.

Chester’s eyes shot open when Mike came, writhing underneath him. He came right after and collapsed on his classmate’s body. Their sweaty bodies stuck together.