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Zane
It was the first day of the new school year, I woke up and looked at my phone, 07:00, time to start getting ready. It was the last year of school after all, This is my last chance to impress all my teachers, get good grades, and be prepared for
maybe uni. Getting out of my bed underwear, I look at myself in the mirror. I am a tall handsome fella I thought to myself, kinda scrawny, way to maybe freckles, but handsome… Maybe this year I finish puberty and get a big growth spurt. I got into my new right suit, ready for an important first day.
I got downstairs for breakfast. My house was kinda large, not a mansion… but close
enough. I was definitely reminded of my privilege more frequently than I would like.
“Good morning sweetie, how are you feeling for your first day?” Said my mother from the kitchen as you brought over some sausage and eggs.
“Kinda fine actually” I responded “got economics, maths, and computer science today. I think everything is looking up.”
My mother smiled and hugged me, I was lucky to have such a loving family. And one that could cook so well! I finished my food and went to school.
The kids I have grown up around are all so much taller now, strange after not seeing most of them for the last 6 weeks. We all looked almost like adults now. Making my way across the fields, I met with a few of my friends before school.
“Heyo Zane! How was summer?” Elliot asked. He was a bigger fella than most, he
was on the football team and spent most of his time at the gym.
“I got a summer internship at an investment company, mostly just like getting coffees and stuff for people… but hopefully I made some connections” I said
“Must be easy to get an internship when your dad is best rich friends with everyone” laughed Beth.
She was right, my dad had gotten me the internship, he is a wealthy and connected business man, again reminded of my privilege. Then out of the corner of my eye I spot something, a new boy, seems like he’s our age, kinda short, and looks a little scruffy, little skinny but… kinda cute. He had darker mediterranean skin and brownish-black hair.
"Hey, do we have a new kid? Who’s that boy over there?” I ask pointing his direction, the boy was siting alone on his phone.
“Yeah I think that’s the dude some people have been talking about, he is in our year, and apparently he’s just moved to the town, rumour has it he is from an orphanage.” Beth said as they all glanced over at him.
“Well it will be good to have a new friend right?” I say honestly happy “Any rumours about what happened to his family?”
“Car crash, I think” whispered Eliot. “oh! And before you go, football team try outs are in two weeks, please come and hit me up if you wanna come gym sometime!”
laughed as I headed off to class “maybe, I will dude” I lied having no intention of joining the football team.
Economics and maths were easy, first day was always just interdictions, seems like they are gonna be fine though, should be a good year. At lunch me and the gang sat in the cafeteria and ate, the new boy sat on a table at the far end on his own.
“Hey Beth, do you know the new kids name yet? Has he made many friends?” I asked genuinely.
“I had him in physics class today, on the register his name was Oliver, although “present sir” that’s about the only thing he said all class. Seems he is a bit shy” she half mocked.
“We should go talk to him then right?” I asked with pity “I mean everyone needs a friend on there first day!”
“I would but I got get to the gym, sorry” Elliot said as they both left.
Guess it’s up to me.
As I walked over I looked at him again, he has such sweet brown eyes, little guy. He seems to only have a cake that he has been eating. I walk forward boldly.
With an outstretched hand I declare “Zane…. A pleasure to meet you… Oliver right?” He looks up at me half startled.
“Yeah em, my name is Oliver” he almost whispered as he nervously shook my hand, he was clammy.
“How can I help you?” he asked… there was a longer than normal pause as I looked around frantically for something to say, asking about his dead parents was probably not the way to go.
“Only got a desert? The mains here are actually nicer than they look” I say as I fake a laugh.
Oliver looks away embarrassed “oh… I couldn’t afford a main today”
I began to turn red… this conversation was going terribly. Fuck I actually want this boy to like me! …For some reason. Ok ok calm down. “Well, a balanced meal is super important for a healthy life! Not gonna have enough energy for your last classes with just a cake” I took a large breath, my redness not subsiding “let me get you something?”
He looked at me as if thinking, he clearly was uncomfortable with taking charity from a stranger. But he must have been very hungry to think about my offer for this long. “Em… ok I mean I can’t pay you back or nothing, but em, I guess I could take a slice of pizza”
Yes! Ok give him the pizza and then I can sit with him and chat and …Yes!
After a quick pop to the kitchen and a swipe of my dads money I came back with a pizza and another cake. I offer them to him and ask. “Can I take this seat?”
He looks up at me and down at the food. “Sure thing… zane?” Oliver smiled.
I sat and we talked for a little bit, he began to open up a little and seemed less nervous and afraid of me.
“What do you think of the town, you are new here right?”
I ask as he quickly ate the last of his pizza.
“I…I don’t really get the opportunity to see to much of it” he replied.
“Well, if you ever want to, we can always like… hang out?” I suggest.
There was a short pause where he seemed to think about the idea. Perhaps he was just afraid to make new friends, especially if his leaving situation means he has to move town again.
“So, what classes you taking?” I asked to brake the silence.
“Physics and computer Science” he answers
I ignore the fact he is only doing two A-levels instead of the normal 3… I was doing four. “Oh yeah, nice! I have comp sci next class… want me to show you the way?” I smiles happy I get to his Oliver most days, wow , why do I want to see him so much?!?
Oliver nodded and after a bit more chat the bell rang. We made our way to the computer labs. I took a sit next to him and had the whole class to look at him. His uniform was definitely old, or maybe second hand, baggy in some places tight in others. He had pit stains already and the top of his butt-crack has half fallen out. He wasn’t even chubby, he was a scrawny lad but he has clearly grown down there in the last year. I spent
the entire class half aroused by the cute boy.
I definitely had a crush.
I went on my way home, and at the end of the day, I jacked off to thoughts of seeing Oliver again… especially seen as tomorrow was PE.
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Second day of school and while I still wanted to impress my teachers and do well in class a distortional amount of my focus was spent thinking about Oliver. I do wonder if we will take me up on my offer of a “hang out”. Maybe I need to do more to impress him, maybe I’m not his type, maybe he’s not even gay. Hummm how could I subtly learn more of his secrets… I spent the next half hour thinking about my crush. Then sprinted off to school.
Maths in the morning and gym class in the afternoon. Eliot will be happy at least. I didn’t really care for sport too much or care about my body that much, of course I ate well, but I never exercised too hard. My dad
is super successful and ripped and he isn’t buff, all a man needs is a good mind and some charm!
Got my first piece of maths homework today, I am glad lessons are starting to become more serious. I do enjoy learning. Lunch time was fun, I spotted Oliver again, and again he only had some cake, I imagine I will be being him a lot of food at lunch times then if he can never afford it.
“Made many friends in town yet?” I asked Oliver.
“Na, I have never been good at that” he answered as he devoured his pie with a fervour.
“And what are you good at? Strong in any classes or sport or hobby’s or anything?” I asked genuine interest.
Oliver thought for a bit “na, guess I haven’t had the time to focus on school or a hobby “
I nodded in agreement as a checked out Oliver’s cute little body. He is kinda boring to most… I wonder why I am so interested in him “anything you maybe wanna do in the future? Like hobby or job or uni wise?”
“Humm, I don’t know yet… oh! Actually I have always wanted to have like a gaming setup and play video games!” He replied enthusiastically. I guess he probably hasn’t had much opportunity to own many games.
“You know I have a nice gaming setup, we should definitely hang together!”
A gamer… cute. I think as I start to get an even harder erect.
I am pulled out of my daydream as I look at the time, hour is almost up, need to get changed for PE. “Hey Oliver, you get you sports kit? We should really get to the changing rooms”
“Oh, yeah of course… I do hope there is some… privacy” Oliver said, presumably embarrassed by his smaller body.
“Nope not really. Come on I will walk you there” I said as he left the lunch hall.
The changing rooms were packed with boys, first PE session of the year, it was the only class that was mandatory to take at our age. Oliver found an area near the wall as he started to get changed, he frequently looked around
nervously. Elliot was here already and unlike Oliver he was VERY proud of his body, he stood half naked as he chatted with some of the boys.
“I hope all y’all are gonna be trying out for the rugby team, we need our best players this year, come on dudes!” Eliot yelled.
I noticed that Oliver was staring at Elliot, he was checking out his pecs and looking all over his defined muscular body… oh and he is either semi erect or he has a very small boner. His old underwear was as tight and worn as his uniform.
I felt kinda annoyed, kinda jealous, he NEVER took that much interest in my body, or me in general… fucking Eliot. Fine fine, I took a breath and took off my shirt.
I flexed my muscles as hard as I could and walked over to Elliot.
While trying to put on a show, I yelled “Hey Elliot, I am so down for football try outs! I have been doing super hard in the gym lately” that was a lie, but hopefully I said it loud enough for Oliver to hear.
The look on Eliot’s face was of unparalleled joy, “bro! I knew you would eventually, we are gonna have so much fun!” He hugged me and smiled.
While trying to stay cool and sexy, I walked back and got into my gear. With Oliver in the room I was admitted very hard (and for me a full erection is almost impossible to hide). At least I put on a good show for the boy. Everyone has fully dressed as the lesson was about to start.
We start with a endurance run, as many labs around a big field as we can in 50 minutes. I am almost immediately passed by Eliot who is running at the front with some of the other boys. Eliot lapped Oliver giving Oliver ample opportunity to admire physique Eliots as he ran. I tried, with effort I have never used before to run as fast as I can and try catch up to the boys at the front. After half an hour I had managed to lap Oliver! Admittedly this was an easier than imagined feat, it would seem little Oliver did not exercise much (until today neither had I honestly). He was very out of breath and red in the face, he was more walking than jogging now. His old worn uniform did show off his curves and that butt-crack of his. He was a VERY strong
motivator.
trying to flex and look not out of breath when I passed him, (although I have never been more tired).
After 50 minutes the bell rang.
“Good job everyone! Good to see some of you kept active over the summer holidays. And it was good to see some surprising efforts in some of you” the PE coach said possibly referencing me. “Now let’s play a game of football, it will give you some experience before deciding if you want to come to tryouts that are coming up”
We are dived into teams, thankfully me, Eliot, and Oliver are all on the same team (although I don’t think Oliver will help us win much). Looking at Oliver he seemed to still not have recovered from the run, still panting, his kit was clearly covered in sweat. Thankfully they knew to let Eliot be in charge.
“Hey bro, do you think maybe you can let Oliver stay in goal… I mean are team is so good hopefully nothing will come near him!” I whisper to Eliot.
“Oh the new kid? Yeah sure, he doesn’t seem to useful on the field anyway” Eliot agreed.
To that comment Oliver looked very embarrassed as he hugged is skinny arms around himself and cringed.
By the start of the match I had recovered my energy and was ready to put on a good show. I had a few goals.
1) Impress Eliot so he thinks I have actually been trying to improve and makes my lie about wanting to play on the football team convincing.
2) Impress the coach so he thinks I am better at football than I am, that should help me during tryouts.
3) most important, I need to make myself seem as sport and fit as possible for Oliver. Going off how attracted he is to Eliot, big jocks must be his type.
The game was going well for the first half, we had managed to keep the ball away from Oliver, thankfully Eliot was a beast on the field, I tried my hardest to help him and we managed to Score. Now they has the ball, it was a friend of mine, quite athletic, gym bros with Eliot and he was coming towards us fast. Somehow he got right past Eliot, I was in the perfect position to do something! He was about to pass to his teammate who was completely open, if he makes the pass only Oliver could stop the ball. I ran as far forward as I could desperately trying to intercept the ball.
The ball flew across the field and right into my thigh. Thankfully my relaxes helped me stop it from bouncing away, after a brief moment to smile… and to look back to see it Oliver saw that. I ran towards there side and passed the ball over to Eliot hopefully for a second goal.
After the match We all quickly fled back into the changing rooms, Eliot stoped me with a grin.
“You where so fun out there! Ok, ok we need to make a exercise routine and change your diet! Come to the gym at 7:30 everyday before school with me! Yes! Ah this is great” yelled Eliot.
I politely agreed, if getting a fit body is what I need to get myself that boy so be it. And Eliot was admitted fun too.
Oliver changed quickly and was already about to leave school when I got back, I quickly took off my shirt and stride over to him.
“So, down for hanging with me at all then?” I ask hopefully as I puff out my chest.
He pauses for a moment, he half subtly look at my pecs and turns a little red. “yeah, you do seem like a good enough guy, gaming sessions tomorrow night at yours?” He asks.
“Yes!” I yell way to over exited. “Em, I mean totally, it’s gonna be fun, I will take you after school tomorrow”
With that I got dressed and left the room to go home, I happily punched the air in joy. So much new stuff starting tomorrow, gym, probably football training and a new friend!
That night I got a text from Eliot.
“Eat more!”
I sighed as I made myself an especially large meal, thankfully I was a good cook like my mother. “It’s gonna be chicken and broccoli a lot from now on huh Eliot.” I laughed to myself.
That night I looked at myself in the mirror. I am gonna get muscular soon, my erection grew thinking about it. Was I into this? I jerked off again that night to thinking about everything I was gonna do with Oliver when he come over to game, Fuck he was so cute! I am wildly into sweaty men who are out of breath I guess.
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Today would be my first hang-out with Oliver! I was very excited. I have baked a cake and made sure all my video games were downloaded, I hope he enjoys them. Today was also the first day of gym, I now woke up at 06:00 and after a huge protein-filled breakfast I made my way to the gym.Eliot worked me hard, we were at it for over an hour, he was mostly showing me how to use most of the equipment. The focus was chest and for the first time, I was told I managed to lift a decent amount. After I told Eliot how much I had been eating he responded “That’s probably not enough, I eat way more” Clearly he wanted me to become a huge bear or something. By the end I was shattered, he left just enough time for us to shower and get into our uniforms before school.
Today at lunch time I was prepared. I come over to Oliver with a lunch knowing he would not have bought one. Oh, the joys of money.
“You still on for tonight?” I say as I grab the seat closest to Oliver.“Oh, yeah definitely, I hope I am not dragging you away from homework, or like the gym or whatever,” Oliver asks.
“Na, I normally finish all my homework quick and I already went to the gym this morning,” I say as I smile and flex my slightly not scrawny arms.After lunch, we spent Physics class together again, and again he said almost thing, god he was shy. After school, we started the walk to my house.
“So how far out do you live now?” I asked as we walked across the town.“I am with a foster home about 40 minute bus ride to school,” Oliver said, getting increasingly winded from walking at my pace.
“Oh, I am quite thankful that I only have to take a short walk then,” I said embarrassed, now wishing I didn’t ask.
As we open the gate to my house's garden Oliver blurts “This is your house?!”“…Yes?” I say unsure how to feel.Oliver blinks as he observes the house , clearly not used to the opulence.
“Just come inside, my room is normal I promise,” I say trying to lighten the class divide.
I lead the boy through my house, looking at it with new eyes I do start to realize how different this must be for most people, especially someone like Oliver.
“Where is the
family?” He asks as he walks up the stairs.“Mother is with her sister tonight and my dad is still at work…. We have the house to ourselves” I whisper as I usher him into my bedroom.My room was clean, I do normally always keep it clean but Oliver is a Very good motivator to make it super organised. (And Of course, I left my heaviest free-weights and XL jockstrap out for him to notice).
“So this is the chair I use, and This is my PC…. Do you have any idea what you wanna play?” I ask instructing the twink to take a seat.
“Em, no?” He confesses looking confused “Where would you recommend?”
I think for a moment… what our my goals here… well obviously I want him to like me, I want him to see how generous I am by giving him games and free food, And I want him to think spending time with me is fun… so what game is the most addictive.
“So there is the PvP game called League of
legends, it’s fun, but can also be kinda difficult,” I say trying to sound persuasive. “I think you will enjoy it”“Well if that’s what you recommend,” Oliver says as he takes a seat.
The way Oliver sat in the chair his shirt rode up a little, it now showed his lower back and more or that ample butt-crack. I became immediately erect. The boy stretched and yawned showing off the pit stains in his shirt. “Fuck how long has he owned this thing,” I thought to myself.
Trying to distract myself before I get any more horny I suggest “What don’t I show you how to play”
After about half an hour in the practice lobby Oliver was starting to learn how to game, he was so cute, cute voice, cute face, sexy body! Wow I need to get a grip.
“Hey dude, I baked a cake earlier, do you want some?” I asked hopefully to leave the room and get some air. Oliver nodded so I swiftly set off for the kitchen.
Once downstairs I began to think for myself. OK what is my plan here… ok obviously I want to get to know him better and I want to impress him, but other than that what do I want to gain from tonight?
1) I want to find out what his type is, I am kinda of confident he likes buff strong fit dudes (based on how he looked at Eliot) but need to make sure.
2) what would he want to do on dates, what kinda stuff does he like.
3) and most importantly of all I need to find out what do I like about him? Do I really know much to like? Hummm
I grab the cake and start to divide pieces it into two bowls, at least I hope he likes my baking.
When I return upstairs I find Oliver completely engrossed in the game. He was adorable.
He slides the cake over to him.
“So tell me more about yourself Oliver, what is your story?” I ask being strangely bold.He pauses for a moment and thinks, he seems like he is about not to answer, and then he asks “Why are you being so nice to me? Like what is your goal here?”I was startled, I didn’t expect such a strong response. “Oh em, I am just trying to be a good friend” I lie trying to sound convincing.“Ha” he half laughs “you have more friends than I ever have, Beth, Eliot, loads of them, you don’t need me”
“I don’t know… I guess I want you… as a friend!… like it’s my that my choice” I respond.Oliver pauses.
I ask genuinely sad “Do you want to be my friend?”
Oliver passes again, before looking me directly in the eye. “I am from Spain, well, I was born there. My parents died in a crash when I was 3. My uncle lived here in the UK, he was my closest relative so he took me in. Turns out he wasn’t super keen on having a son he didn’t ask for, he up and left for somewhere in Africa I think. I have been in random homes or orphans since I was 5.”
We looked at each other, I smiled warmly
“I am sorry if you thought I was interrogating you, you didn’t have to tell me nothing if you didn’t want to. I really do just want to know more about you… dude”
“Oh, it’s chill, I never really knew any of them, my family I mean. I just don’t like the pity people look at me with” he laughs “you have been treating me with pity anyway to it hardly matters” he then took a big spoonful of cake “this is great by the way”.Oliver’s personality is so different to how he seems from a distance. I really do think I like this boy. “I haven’t been treating you with pity honestly… I just like to be generous, I’m a good person” I smiled
“Yeah you are kinda a good person” he says devouring more of the cake. “Now anything less serious you wanna talk about?”
I thought this might be a good time to find some of the information I want on him. “Soooo… any girls take your fancy at school?” I ask smoothly.“Ha no” he blurts “I have never had a relationship”
“Damn”, I thought to myself I wonder if that helps to hinders my chances. “Ok well tell me, what would your dream person be like” I laughed to lighten the mood.Oliver kept eating the cake and gaming. “Hummm, well Eliot kinda cute” he smirked at him as if deliberately cause drama.“Oh really? I don’t see it… or maybe I just know him better” I respond not at all jealous.
He takes another bite and asks “oh yeah? What do you like about a girl then?I froze, there was no good way to answer this, lie? I thought probably. Maybe a half-lie. “A lot of people want someone super smart or fit or cool and rich. But idk, I guess I am looking for something different, I guess I want to be able to make someone else happy more than anything”He wasn’t even looking at me, glued to the screen, cake almost half eaten already.
“Hey, how about I get us some milkshakes?” I ask. he nodded.
After five minutes I came back to my bedroom to find Oliver has gotten into a comfy position on my chair, he was still gaming. He has eaten all of his cake and has clearly eaten quite messy based on the jam and icing
stains on his shirt.
Fuck! I was VERY turned on my this sight.
“Oh, milkshake nice!” He said as he took the glass and began to chug…. And then something peculiar happened to me. As he consumed the creamy drink his shirt seemed to get a little tighter, the flesh of now visible belly started to get a little softer, and the rolls over his belt got a little more pronounced. Wow was I into this?“Oh hey dude, you haven’t touched your cake yet… can I have your slice” he said greedily.
“Yes!” I yelled wildly too hastily.
I was not fully erect.
“Sweet” he said happily as he began to eat.I had to leave the room.
I sprinted to the bathroom, my erection was bulging against the side of my underwear begging for release. It was almost braking free before. I rubbed my hands over my school trousers to check the damage… and yep… I was wet.Stripping myself of the pre-cum stained underwear and trousers my boner bounced free. Thinking about Oliver’s cute little face, his soft butt-crack. I imaged him naked, I pictured what his body would look like if I filed him with cake. He was adorable, fuck I wonder how we smells, I wonder how he tastes. His body is already kinda out of shape, thinking back to him on the run all sweaty and out of shape. I wonder how His arms feel with such little muscle.
A 20 seconds later I ejaculated.Wow, that was good! I NEED to do that again, Fuck I can’t believe I did that. Is this who I am now? Some kinky creep, poor Oliver he hadn’t done anything to deserve this. Fuck what was I gonna ware?!I managed to find some clothes in the Landry and I walked back into my room like I didn’t just have the best orgasm of my life.
Oliver has eaten both cakes. He has happily smiling as he games.
“Ran away quite quick there, you already Zane?” Oliver asks.“Oh yeah, I just wanted to change out school uniform” I lie. “So wanna talk about anything else”
“Em yeah, I was wondering what subjects you where taking at school, obviously I know you do physics, but what else”
“I do computer Science, maths, economics, and engineering” I say proudly.“Oh damn, four A-levels, you must be smart. I am only doing two” Oliver laughs.“Oh yeah well, school is very important to me, plus I want to go into the tech business after school” I reply “hey so you loved my cake, how about a main?”
“Sure” the boy says as he keeps gaming. “Although… honestly I should maybe not eat so much, don’t wanna put on weight”That comment startled me more than it should have “oh dude you don’t need to worry about that” I laughed “you look great”
“Yeah and Eliot agreed, I played great yesterday too right?” Oliver mocked sarcastically “I need to get fit if I want a boy like him”
“That’s not true, I want you now, I am a boy like him!” I silently thought to myself.
“Actually…” I said rapidly thinking of an idea “if you are really concerned I might be able to help. I am also trying to get buff and I was just about to start tracking my body measurements…. If you wanted to join me might give you so motivation, and it help me out… as a friend”“Em, Honestly dude, I don’t really care too much about my body, or about boys” Oliver laughed. “But yeah sure I will help you dude”
“Nice! Thank you so much!” I yelled happily
I thought how sexy it would be see measure that boy, If I was into him being out of shape then I want to finds out just how out of shape he is.After a few more hours or gaming and eating and chatting, Oliver got up and stretched ready to get measured.“Ok I will go first” I declared as we headed to my bathroom, I got a tape measure and Oliver took my hight. “180cm” he said “Damn, you are tall dude” … and with that complement I was hard again.Next my waist “30 inch” and chest “38inch” I was still I little scrawny. Next I stepped on the weighing in scale “71kg” I read for myself… still quite small for someone my hight.“Ok, let me measure you now,” I said taking the tape measure into my own hands, I felt uncomfortable being so close and personal with him… like I was being creepy and gropey, it was we really hot but, I do want to wait till me touching his body is consensual. I suppress my
hornyness. “Ok you are 170cm tall, and waist is 32 inch” I read out. Pulling the tape measure around his tummy was very very sexy. I tried to not think about how he has little rolls on his cute little body. I moved up and took chest measurements. “38 inch” I said now looking him face to face. Oliver was grinning, he was not hating this situation much at all.
I began to take my shirt off for a tracking photo (also to impress Oliver again if I could). I took one photo of my front and one of my back… I was still a skinny little boy, not for long.
Unexpectedly Oliver took his shirt off too. I honestly thought he was more ashamed of his body. “Oh em, I mean, you don’t need to take the photo if you don’t wanna, that was just something I wanted to do”“Na” he said “no point tracking my body if I can’t even see the changes right?” He looked at me as i tuned red. “You think I should be ashamed of my body? Huh” Oliver asked.I paused, not knowing what to say. I was getting very red.
“Well I don’t really care about my body honestly, no shame or nothing… just nothing, it really doesn’t matter to me. Ha, I am never gonna get a boyfriend anyway”He said as he snatched my phone taking a photo.
After that it was about time for him to head back to his accommodation. “Well em, goodbye” I say still confused.“Yeah, this was actually fun… guess I really like gaming. See you in school dude” he says as he starts to walk away.Fuck, I am so confused, about how I feel, and about how Oliver feels. I don’t know what my next move is, I just felt like shit. I need to stop being such a creep.