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

I blink a few times and cover my hand over my mouth. I can't believe he just screamed that. Tony is actually dying next to me now, laughing so hard with his head smacked right against the desk.

I want to stop my brain from working right now, I have turned silly and their is no telling what will come out of my mouth when I'm in this mood. I take my hand away from my mouth and rest on my elbow looking at Brian.

"Whose ass would it be Brian?"

LIKE THAT FOR EXAMPLE! Brian you stupid, stupid fuck!

I glare at Coby, mentally plotting ways to kill the bastard. I hate him, I hate him, I hate him. I am so fucking humiliated right now. It's all his fault. But again, I can't stay mad at him. So I'm just going to have to fight fire with fire. I try and push the embarassment to the back of my mind, trying to be cool and think of some kind of retort.

"Well normally I'd have said yours." I say, with a smirk, "But seeing as you're being so mean. I'm going to take other offers."

I look around the class, "Would anyone like my dick up their ass?"

That would probably have been so much more effective if I wasn't still blushing or I didn't sound like a little kitten getting my words out. To my surprise, a few hands go up. Never realized I was so popular. It boosts my confidence a little. Maybe I should piss Coby off even more, just to get my own back.

I grab the dildo that Corey's still pointing at me and start running my hand over it while looking Corey right in the eye.

"How about you, sir?"

Oh this was a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad idea.

I look at Brian as if he's lost his fuckin' mind, and it would seem that he has as well.

I look at his hand on the dildo and just stare in shock, I'm not so much mad at him now, just completely embarrassed for him now. So much that I can't think of anything to save his ass.

"Bri?" I say in a little voice, but I'm surprised anyone can hear me over the laughing coming from Tony, Zacky and Mick. All the others are just staying at Brian like sensible human beings like myself.

"Bri?" I ask a little louder this time.

Sly bastard, now the tables have turned. It wouldn't be the first time a student had come onto me, it wouldn't be the first time I was tempted to take them up on it, it wouldn't be the first time I fucked up a relationship. But I'm pretty sure Brian's just screwing around.

"Mm, you wouldn't be able to handle me, Haner."

I snatch the dildo from his hands and move closer to his face, noticing how he turns a little darker everytime I get closer.

"Besides I don't take, I give. Hard. Fast. And rough as hell."

I tap him on the head with the plastic cock and turn back to the rest of the class.

"Okay, any questions?"

I can't believe my brain allowed me to say such a thing. I turn to Coby, desperate to bury my head in his shoulder until the sheer... shock and humiliation or whatever the fuck it is I feel now goes away. I don't think that would really go down well with this crowd.

Instead I just put my hands under the table, to grip onto one of Coby's in an attempt to get some kind of support or something right now. Of course the second my hands go under, I discover them brushing over something very interesting and very surprising.

I didn't realize the human body had enough blood for this.

I am seriously trying to think of how this could work. And I just can not get my head around it. I seriously don't get it, how could having something shoved up your ass be nice?

After all the insults and threats like, "If you don't like it, shove it up your ass," and thes... gay men use that logic with their sex. I just don't get...

"How on earth can it be pleasurable?"

Oooh fuck, did I just say that out loud? Damnit...

I recover a little from my laughing fit at Brian, most probably because I just got a hard jab in the side from Matt for being so mean. He really is a violent lover.

I look up at him and pout before looking back to the middle of the circle. I scoot my chair a little closer to Matt as I do so, we were too far away, we need to be metal frame to metal frame and thigh to thigh. I smile up at him as I swing one of my legs over his and place my hands on his thigh. This, as well as being comfy, helps me to look at Corey better.

"I have a question," I say, which surprises most people I bet, including Matt, but it's a good question that I never could find out the answer for.

"Can you get pregnant from gay sex?" I ask, which causes some of the other guys to laugh.

"What? It's a serious question. Have you not ever thought about it?"

"Okay, okay, one at a time."

I point to the new kid with my penis. Probably not the wisest idea I've ever had but I'm sure he'll live. He'll just be having nightmares about it for a few nights, I'm sure he can handle that.

"Okay, Matt, is it?"

He nods.

"Well, y'know how women have their G-Spot?"

I ignore the disgusted moans and retching from certain less mature class members and just focus on 'Straight Matt'. He nods again. I can see he's going to be fun to work with.

"Well guys have that too, the prostate, which is inside us too. When it's stimulated in the right way... fuck, you have no idea." I explain with a wistful smile on my face, "It feels so fucking good. Like your whole body is alive, every part of you is on fire. It's hard to describe unless you've felt it for yourself."

I turn to the other members of the class, "Anyone want to have a go?"

I catch what I've said and quickly cover my tracks, "At describing what it feels like you perverts."

I look around the group to notice that nobody else is likely to answer this question of Corey's without being completely in depth and detailed. So, I cut in.

"Two words Mattie T. Fucking. Amazing," I laugh before turning back to Brian and smiling.

I move a little closer to Brian and press my mouth to his ear.

"Right, Brian?" I smirk.

I bite my lip, hating how I am now the center of this discussion. I really wish they didn't have this tendency to say what was on my mind.

I sink back a little more in my seat, still not quiet understand how it could be pleasurable. But if these guys do like it, I'm not going to say anything to question them.

I just don't want it for myself.

I whimper a little at the feeling of Coby's lips against my ear.

"It is pretty amazing, yeah."

I'm going to kill them all. They're all against me now. I'm hard, they're discussing the fucking prostate, all I can think about is how good dream me felt with Corey and real me felt with Coby. I think this is why there are so many school shootings.

"Corey?" I try to get Corey's attention again.

"Seriously dude, are you going to answer my question?" I laugh a little at the way this is going.

"Can a gay guy get pregnant? And I am being serious here because... Lord knows some of us don't you condoms anymore."

I say this before looking around the table to see if anyone is looking at me with a death glare now, and all I can notice is Mick. Ooooh yeah, I remember a few weeks ago. Opps.

I look to Zacky. Does he think he's pregnant or he's gotten someone pregnant? Or... am I going to lose him before I'm sure I've even got him for real?

"Zee? Have you...?" I ask, not sure I can really form the words right now, "I'm too young to be a stepdaddy."

I smile nervously at him. I'd stand by him no matter what, I've been there for him for the past three years already. I'm not going to stop that now. But it might make things a bit harder.

The class falls deathly silent, as if none of them had ever thought about this possible consequence to their promiscuity. I have a feeling I'll be doing condom runs for everyone after answering this one.

"It is possible." I say, "But it's very rare and it's normally in older men. At your age, all your hormones are all over the place as it is, the part of you which would carry the child or even conceive a child is very rarely fully developed. It normally happens to men in their mid-20's to 40."

Of course there are always the few cases of teenage pregnancy we've had to cover up and suchlike here.

"So there's really no reason to worry too much." I add, "It's just another reason you should wrap it."

I nod as I follow on from what Corey is saying. I'm not worried in the slightest about me being pregnant, I normally make sure that whoever is fuckin' me is wearing a condom. I couldn't be a mummy, but there is a possibility that I could be a daddy somewhere in this school.

I turn back to Matt who is looking quite scared now. I move my hand to his face and stroke the smooth skin of his chin.

"Don't worry, I'm not pregnant. I just wanted to scare this lot, y'know? I always made sure I was protected," I tell him.

I smile up at him before tilting his face down a little and moving up to kiss him softly.

"No worries."

I surprise myself with my own strength, crushing the pencil I was holding. I can't believe MATT has stolen my Zacky away. Fucking MATT! The biggest prude in the whole fucking school. It'll never work, it can't work.

And I can make sure of that.

"Uh, Corey, if someone was to get pregnant, what would their symptoms be? Coz I've been feeling a little bit... strange lately."

This could work perfectly. We leave here in six months, when we come back I could say I got the kid adopted. It's foolproof!

I pull way from Matt's lips and just look at Matt's face, smiling. He's so adorable when he's all loved up and embarrassed at the same time.

But the smile fulls from my face slightly as I look back at Mick who's looking rather scared and biting onto his lip. Like what I asked has affected him. Ooooh, no.

"Mick, you OK?" I ask him from the other side of the table.

I need to be nicer to him, then maybe if he is laying about what I think he's lying about then he'll be the guilty one.

I look across to Mick. He has got to be kidding me. There's no way that guy can be pregnant. Then again, he has been acting strange-r recently. I hope for Zacky's sake he's taking the piss.

"Erm, well, there's the mood swings."

Check.

"Nausea, tenderness of the abdomen. There's no periods so obviously nothing happens in that case. It's often overlooked as a bug."

Oh God, I do not want to deal with a pregnant Mick. I don't think anyone could deal with a pregnant Mick. But he's in my sex ed class so I'll be the one forced to look after him. I wonder if I'd get fired for subtly hinting he get rid of it.

Time to put on my best dramatic face and start acting like my cock depends on it.

"Oh. My. God." I say, bringing my hands to my face, "I'm too young to be a mommy!"

I cover my face with my hands and start to cry, something I'm an expert at bringing about. It's ruining my make-up but it's for a very good cause. Zacky is going to regret ever messing with me. I'm going to make his life and Matt's life a living fucking hell.

I point at Zacky, "This is all your fault!"

Oh my God.

I have never seen him so upset, I don't think I have actually ever seen Mick cry before. This can't be happening to me, I can't be involved with a child, not at seventeen! No, no this just isn't fair.

"I...I-No, you, you can't be..." I stutter as I look around the room frantically but my eyes just fall straight onto Matt.

"Mattie, I'm sorry, it... I..."

Oooh, shit.

I watch on as the scene unfolds in front of me.

Shit, Mick can't really be pregnant can he? I get up from my seat and make my way over to Mick. I need to be the leader about this, I can't just think about how bad this is going to be for Zacky on top of everything else.

I wrap my arms around Mick's shoulders and hold him close to me.

"Hey, it's OK man," I say as I hold him to me. Mick doesn't cry, this has to be real.

Fuck...

I jump in before everyone gets too hysterical, "It might be a false alarm, there's no guarantee you're pregnant. We'll take you to get checked out as soon as we can."

I really hope he's screwing around here. This could push Zacky completely over the edge, he's been recovering so well. Short of the nightmares I've been hearing about. Something like this could ruin him.

This would also totally destroy the fledgling relationship that Matt and Zacky appear to have started. There's so much tenderness between them, something I've never seen with Zacky and anyone before. I don't want something like this to destroy that either.

I look across to Mick, watching as he clings to Jacoby with no sign of discomfort at being so emotional in public. Shit, shit, shit...

I watch on as Mick clings to Jacoby, I can feel a lump in my throat and I know that I am going to be close to tears here. I need to get out of here.

"I..I-I've.." I can't eve get my mouth to operate. All I can hear is the sounds of Mick's sobs, and the sounds of myself screaming about what an idiot I am. How could I have let this happen.

I start to push at my chair, trying to get myself out of my chair but I am shaking way too much to get up.

"I need to get out of here," I say in a choked up voice before putting all my focus at making a quick exit out of the door.

A doctor? I can't see a doctor. They'll know for sure I'm making this up. I'll have to think of something, perhaps sexual favours? It's got me whatever I've needed in the past, I'm sure it could help me with this too.

As Jacoby hugs me, I can't help but think of yet another upside to this. I'm going to need him to make sure I'm okay sometimes as well, maybe in the middle of the night, when he and Brian are getting intimate. Two birds with one stone, this plot is perfect.

"I can't do this." I whimper, "I can't, I can't, I can't."

I don't know how to deal with this. Part of me thinks I should be angry at someone, I don't know who though. Part of me thinks this was always going to happen, something good happens and it's messed up. Part of me wants to kill Mick. Part of me wants to kill Zacky. The rest of me just wants to cry because...

"THIS JUST ISN'T FUCKING FAIR!"

I scream the words before I'm even aware I'm thinking them. I get up from my seat and storm out before anyone else has a chance to.

[[Right, one gone, only three to focus on now, haha.]]

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