RP:]] St Luke's Reform School For Young Gentlemen

"Yeah, but I'm the type to poke it out of you until you tell me. So, how big is he? Does he fill you up good?" I grin, knowing this is probably making him the most uncomfortable ever, but hey, it's what I do.

"No, I don't think he's turned up today, unfortunately for you," I laugh as I squeeze his arm slightly.

I knew he's like James Hart, the gorgeous drama teacher that he is, he's basically the slightly older twin of Jacoby. Seriously, if those two ever got it on, it'd be like twincest. But of the best kind of course.

"So, do you wanna ditch? We can go and smoke behind the tennis courts," I suggest before remembering that Brian doesn't smoke, "Or we can go and check out the basketball players?"

I wonder if he remembers that this is when Jacoby has gym and he'll be there getting all sweaty, shirtless and competitive. Which is a very sexy sight to beyond if I'm honest.

"OK. Come on then. I'm in the mood to get splashed with some sweat," I smile as I stand up from the stage.

I walk over to Mick, whose sitting their sulking. I roll my eyes at him.

"See you later Captain emo," I smirk as I pat his cheek harshly and turn my heel laughing.

Maybe I shouldn't be so hard on him? Nawwww! It's too much fun.

"Come on Brian. I need me some sweaty fourth years," I call out to Brian as I make my way out of the classroom door.

I stand there as the coach, Brandon, calls out the teams. For shirts and skins. I'm obviously on the skins side as usual as I look around at my team. I also got picked for Captain of the team too, so I get to pick all the positions and really show off my domination for leading. Man, I could get off to this game.

"OK boys. Who's ready to kick some ass?" I ask my team.

They chorus out a yell confirming that we are going to win.

"Awesome guys. Now, we're going to play play 7, Lovato up front and Madden guarding. Are you ready boys?!"

"Stop over reacting. You're going to love watching your boyfriend getting all sweaty and yelling at his friends and rubbing himself up and down," I grin.

I show what I mean to Brian, skipping backwards in front of him, rubbing my chest up and down and licking over my lips.

"Come on Brian. I can hear them screaming at each other already," I laugh as I make my way towards the gym, listening to the sounds of sneakers against the gym floor, and by the sounds of it Brandan yelling the guys to play fair.

"Get ready to be turned on... permanently." I grin.

"Brandan, what the fuck?! How was that a foul?!" I yell out as I get pushed by one of the jocks from the opposite team.

"Don't push me man, seriously. It's not fuckin' worth it." I say as I start to walk away from the jock, Aaron, in the middle of the court and make my way back to my position.

I hear the door to my right open, but I don't look around. I merely sigh and run my fingers through my hair, arching my back out and stretching.

We are going to win this. I'm seriously starting to think that my sexual frustration is playing a part in this. I swear, if I win this, I will be jacking off in the showers to just the idea of Brian's sweat the hell with his whole body.

"Come on boys. Orgy in the showers if we win." I grin.

"Because you're a bastard and you stole one of the good ones," I smirk as I look over Jacoby's body as he runs across the court.

"My God, watching those muscles. Mmmm..." I say.

I shake my head grin at him, "Bri. Would you mind terribly if I like, jacked off right now over your boyfriend?"

How's he going to react to that?

"Tony!" I yell out as I push through a wall of jocks. I look around for Tony to see him dribbling the balls through this wall of jocks. I grin victoriously as I see the ball come towards me.

"Come to Papa," I say to myself as I catch the ball and spin on my heels, looking up at the basket and jumping up. I spring up into the air as I feel a tug on my shorts, I shake it off and ignore the tug knowing my ass is probably showing now but I just don't care.

I dunk the ball with ease and hang from the basket, hearing my team cheer makes me laugh to myself.

"Ooooh yeah, who's your man?!"

I laugh, "Madden. You're a bastard."

I smile as I pat him on the back, pulling my shorts up as I get all sorts of hugs and kisses from my team mates for getting us such an awesome basket.

"We haven't won yet boys," I say while patting some heads, "We've still got a long way to go, so let's show these Jocks how we Alterns do it old school, a'right?!" I smirk.

They cheer again before running off to there places clapping. I grin and scan the benches to the side with a sigh. But my face changes completely when I see Brian sitting up there.

Oh God, he looks so... indescribable. Like, he's not even here right now. I haven't seen him looking so lustful and horny before. Fuck, I better not get hard now. I need to win this game.

I take my eyes off him finally, even though it was really fucking hard to. I mean, he was practically fucking me with his eyes.

I make my way back up the court again, sprinting up the court towards my team mates who are all smirking at me now.

"Shut up you fags," I say as I punch Tony playfully in the arm. It's just like being the straight boy in school with your girlfriend watching you play the way they're treating me. But I don't see it like that, Brian's giving me stares that no girl could ever give her boyfriend. And this is just turning me on even more.

"OK guys. Let's go. Play 12 and win this shit!" I yell out clapping as I sprint my way down to our end of the court, nearer to Brian.

"You gonna win this for Brian then Shaddix? Fuck him in the showers afterwards?"

"OK guys. We just need a plenty basket to win. Who's going to take it?" I ask my huddled team.

They all look to my direction with knowing smirks. Whether those knowing smirks are to indicate that I'd be the only one to get this basket under pressure, or that I should look like the hero to make Brian swoon, it could be either I have no idea.

"Looks like it's gonna be me then," I say as I cock my eyebrow. I break the huddle up and watch as Tony throws the ball to me. I grin and make my way towards the centre of the court, bouncing the ball and walking slowly as I go.

This is it. I have to get this basket to win the game and to make Brian swoon.

I stand at the side of the basket, aiming up with my mouth open in concentration. My team mates are doing a great job blocking for me as I aim, the basket.

"Come on," I whisper to myself as I flick my hands up. I watch the ball as it leaves my hands and makes its way to the basket. I cringe as it slightly goes over from my angle, but from another angle it obviously is about to go in perfectly because I hear Tony cheer out.

I stand with my feet planted to the ground as I watch the ball passes through the circle of the netting. I grin as my team mates yell out and the ball hits the floor.

I smile at my team mates as they run over to me laughing, all ready to kiss and hug me in all their over excited manners. I turn my head to look and see if Brian's still up on the benches and I see he is, but Zacky's left him now to go and give participation blow jobs to the other team. I smile up at Brian victoriously.

"Hey boys. Leave some sweat for my man, yeah?"

I grin and look around to Brian standing behind me. I turn around to face him, ignoring my team mates and facing Brian and wrapping my arms around his back, pulling him closer to me.

"Well, looks like I won more than the game then," I say, only realising how corny it was after I said it.

I laugh and shake my head, look down at him and lace my hand up the back of his shirt, feeling the hot skin on his back.

"So, you skipped your lesson to watch me get all hot and sweaty? Looks like I'm going to have the celebrate this win with just you then, since you want all this attention," I grin at him, but he does grin back at me.

He just looks at me as if he wants to rip all my clothes right now and just fuck me into this shiny basketball court floor.

Ooooooh...

I grin the widest I have probably ever grinned before. I answer his question by grabbing him by the hand and racing towards the double doors at the end of the court.

I ignore all the cheers and yells from my class mates as I pull Brian through the double doors. I wait until the doors are closed as I whip around, grabbing Brian by the shoulders and pushing him against the wall. My hands push at his chest, holding him against the wall, my raging hard pushing against his hip to keep him in place. I am fully aware that we are just up against a wall in the corridor but I needed to just feel those lips on mine.

"Fuck, I want you," I breath out.

I kiss him sloppily again, just trying to think of where we can go. Our dorm is on the other side of the building, the showers are going to buzzing with all the other fourth years. So, where do you go?

"Er-" I look around, trying to think of somewhere for us to go, my chest heaving from lose of breath due to kissing him.

"Well, our dorm is a good 2 minutes walk away, the showers aren't exactly private and... the bathrooms are totally disgusting so..." I think hard, trying to think of the perfect place.

But just as I am about to give up hope and just carry him back to our room, an idea has stuck me. I grin widely and take Brian's hand.

"Follow me." I smirk as I pull at his hand and start jogging down the long hallway towards the coach's office. I have heard people have had sex over Brandan's desk before. Besides, I know he's gone to find Mr Hart after the game anyway, so he shouldn't be in there, and no one else should be either. I hope.