High School Smut

The empty choir room provided an excellent place to escape. Adrian cleared his throat and hummed the first few notes of his favorite Italian ballad as he sketched in his notebook, his backpack propped beside him. He wasn’t concerned that someone might find him, or notice his absence. The teacher had better things to do, and Adrian highly doubted that the balding middle-aged professor would catch on, or care.
He was curled comfortably on the top tier in the circular room, out of the way behind some stacked chairs, when he heard the door open. He looked up from his drawing and immediately ducked lower when he saw who it was who had entered the room. It was two senior boys the same age as him… in fact; one of them was a classmate that he talked to frequently. And normally he would have said something to let them know he was in the room, but the moment the heavy soundproof door clicked shut, intensity radiated from both figures, and Adrian dared not interrupt. The boy he knew, Sam, looked decidedly nervous, and kept chewing on his lower lip and running his fingers through his short black hair. His glasses hung from his T-shirt, and his blue eyes held a sort of trapped unfocused glaze. The other boy looked practically murderous, glaring down at the shorter boy through slightly shaggy brown bangs. Sunglasses perched on the boy’s brow, and his arms were crossed over his lean chest, displayed in detail through the thin snug silk shirt he wore.
Josh… I have to get back to math cla-” Sam was cut off abruptly as Josh grabbed him by the back of the neck and jerked him closer. Sam’s gasp covered up the sound Adrian made as, instead of hitting him, Josh leaned down and kissed him roughly. Adrian’s eyes went wide at this, and he expected Sam to push the taller boy away, but instead Sam seemed to shiver and lean closer, animating the kiss into something a little softer and more passionate. Adrian’s heart gave an irregular thud before fluttering quickly into a faster pace. Shocked at his own reaction to the scene playing out in front of him, he felt a blush creep up his neck and flare hotly on his cheeks. He closed his eyes for a minute, trying to ignore the two, but that only made the sounds they were making even louder in his ears. When next he looked, Josh had pushed Sam up against the door and was biting rather fiercely at his collarbone. Sam whimpered and gripped handfuls of Josh’s shirt in his fists.
“W-we shouldn’t be doing this here…” Sam tried to reason with Josh, who was now sucking on one of Sam\'s nipples through his shirt, soaking the material a dark color.
“Guess what….” Josh growled low in his throat, “I don’t care.”
“But…” Sam panted as Josh unzipped his jeans and started to travel south, nipping at Sam’s abdomen. Sam struggled weakly and Josh held him against the door with one arm as his head moved in Sam’s lap. Adrian’s view was blocked, but he could guess by Sam’s expression what Josh was doing.
“P-please… Josh, don’t….” Sam whispered, his head thrown back against the door and his eyes closed tightly.
“C’mon Sam… Just let go… It’ll be fine…” Josh urged, peeling off his shirt and throwing it off to one side. He was kneeling in front of Sam, who was now, pretty much out of his pants, his face flushed. He trembled and thought only a moment before going down on his knees next to Josh, kissing him as he kicked off his shoes and freed himself from his jeans and boxers.
“Okay…” Sam wiggled out of his T-shirt and sent his glasses bouncing across the carpet. This, apparently, was what Josh had been waiting for. Adrian was appalled to realize that he was nearly as hard as Sam was and he watched with wide eyes as Sam went down on Josh and deep throated him with a talent that was more than just beginners luck.
“Mmmm….” Josh stroked Sam’s head, and moaned appreciatively.
Adrian watched, open mouthed, as his nerves sang with electricity. The notebook, still perched on his knee, slipped and clattered against the chairs stacked in front of him. All three of them jumped in surprise. Sam whipped around, wiping his mouth on the back of his arm guiltily. Josh’s murderous look returned and Adrian suddenly feared for his life.
“Who’s there?” Josh snarled. Adrian rolled his eyes and smacked his palms to his head.
“Shit… I’m dead… I should have just stayed in class….” He heard muffled curses as Josh yanked his pants carelessly back up around his hips before stalking up and around the chairs.
“If it’s a goddamn freshman, I swear they won’t find the body.” Josh snarled as he leaped up the last level and launched himself over the stack of chairs that Adrian was cowering behind.
Come out y…. Oh… It’s you.” Josh stopped short when he saw Adrian with his knees up to his chest. Adrian only squeaked in response, his cheeks still burning as he scrunched up tighter to hide his embarrassing erection.
“Who is it…?” Sam whispered, hopping up and down as he put his other leg into his boxers. Josh sneered and there was something oddly predatory in his eyes that made Adrian’s pulse go up a notch even higher.
“It’s your lovely crush from third period…” Josh grinned and leaned down to yank Adrian to his feet. Sam took one look at his face and nearly choked.
“Oh…. Crap!” Sam finally managed. Adrian let out a weak laugh, his shirt collar still in the strong grip of Josh’s right hand. Adrian was half his size… more like Sam in build and height.
“I th-think that’s supposed to be my line.” Adrian said nervously, eyeing Josh. Josh, however, didn’t catch that look. He was studying the outline of Adrian’s boner.
“I’m not going to hurt you… In fact, me and Sam have been talking about approaching you for some time now.” Josh smiled, and continued when he saw the confused look on Adrian’s face.
“Sam was worried you might not be into this sort of thing…. But… I think we know different.” Adrian’s eyes widened as Josh let go of his shirt collar and slid his hand down to cup him through his jeans, rubbing the heel of his palm up and down while his fingers dug softly massaging further back. Heat and electricity zinged down his spine and he held his breath, only releasing his gasp when Josh finally let him go, and pushed him on wobbly legs down to Sam. Sam, seeing his shocked look, glared at Josh.
“What did you do to him?” He asked. Josh shrugged.
“He’s got a nice package… You know how I am… I’m a very hands-on person.” Josh chuckled. Sam’s eyes widened and his gaze shot to Adrian’s crotch, blushing even redder.
“Oh… Um… I’m really sorry about this Adrian. I guess now is as good a time to tell you.” He blushed a little when he looked up and met Adrian’s brown eyes with his blue ones. Adrian nodded; thinking he knew what Sam was going to say.
“No, It’s fine. Actually I had kind of guessed you were gay. In the back of my head. You know…” He faltered to a halt, not knowing what to say. Sam shook his head.
“That’s not it. I wanted to know if… If you might like… I mean if you had ever though of… If we could, you know, all three of us I mean…” Sam sighed, frustrated. Josh rolled his eyes.
“He wants you know if you’d like to fuck.” Josh said without a blink. Adrian and Sam both looked at him in amazement.
“Shut UP! Why are you being so blunt?” Sam exclaimed.
“Blunt is much easier… Besides, he’ll come.” Josh smirked. Adrian was shook out of his stupor by this incredibly egotistical remark.
“What makes you think I’ll do anything?” He asked indignantly. Josh laughed and snaked an arm around Adrian’s waist, pulling him flush against the hard muscles of Josh’s body.
“Wait! Sto-” Adrian’s complaint was cut short by Josh’s tongue in his mouth. He was swept up into the long slow rhythm of it, and he felt himself relax and begin to respond. Just as the kiss had become a little more frantic and hot, Josh pulled back and let him step away and take a full breath.
“Because you want it. Idiot.”
“I…. I Don’t…. I’m a little, um… A little confused. I’ve never even had a girlfriend…” Adrian found himself stammering, his mouth feeling suddenly loose and his words garbled. He looked to Sam, a little panicky, shaking his head.
“I don’t believe that…. You’re gorgeous… The girls aren’t blind.” Sam smiled faintly, his eyes traveling softly over his face. Adrian swallowed, Josh’s taste still in his mouth.
“I… I guess a few have asked… But I don’t… I didn’t like them that way… That doesn’t make me gay!” Adrian plucked at his shirt nervously, a strange fear welling up in his chest. He had never admired a man outright, never had any serious thoughts about being attracted to the same sex… and yet there was something…. Just at the edge of his brain… And he was kind of afraid of it. What if he really was gay? What then? Sam seemed to read his mind.
“Lots of people love the same sex, some people love both… It’s NOT a bad thing, Adrian.” Sam said, a hint of belligerence entering his tone, a twinge of hurt hidden in there somewhere.
“I know… I didn’t say it was…” Adrian pointed out, his voice a little calmer. Josh sighed and shook his head. It was going too slow.
“School is going to get out in a few minutes, then we’re going over to my house… It would be killer if you came with.” Josh grinned lecherously. Adrian regarded him blankly.
“And what if I said no?” He asked. Josh shrugged.
“If not today... then some other day… When you finally admit that you want the same things we do.” Josh replied promptly. Adrian shook inwardly, afraid that he was right, but outwardly he had taken control of himself. He moved towards the door and pulled it open.
“I can’t deal with this right now….” He said hurriedly, and fled, running down the hall and around the corner before either of them had a chance to react.
“You chased him away.” Sam said, disappointed. Josh shook his head.
“Nah… He’ll be back.” He shrugged, running casual fingers through his hair. Sam glanced in his direction before looking back towards the door, as if expecting to see it open and Adrian return.
“You think so?”
“Yup.” Josh smiled. “He left his backpack.” Sam frowned.
“That’s no good. He probably needs it.”
“Hn… If you care so much. You can do his third hour homework for him. I on the other hand, plan on using it as collateral.”


Adrian was already at home before he realized that he had left everything behind in the choir room. He had gone straight upstairs without talking to his parents and had locked himself in his room. He had to think. He looked around his room, at all of his stuff. The playstation2 and the Nintendo with all of his final fantasy games stacked neatly in their places alongside the other games he liked, mostly RPG and fighting games that had a storyline.
On his desk was cluttered all of his drawing supplies, pencils and pens crammed into drawers, erasers and paintbrushes, rulers and paint, stacks of notebooks and loose paper. An adjustable sharpener was mounted on the wall nearby, shavings on the carpet beneath it.
Around on his walls were bookshelves packed tightly with Science Fiction and Fantasy paperbacks. He had all of the X-files books, The Narnia Chronicles, Harry Potter, everything ever written by Anne Rice including her alternate pennames. Here and there a Stephen King or Dean Koonz and on it went across the wall with countless other treasured stories of other times, other circumstances. Posters where there was room for them, showed anime characters in their fantastic outfits and gorgeously glowing eyes. Looking at them he felt boring and horribly, horribly cheated.
“Why cant life be like that…?” Their lives weren’t so much happier or better, just more interesting, more fantastic. His life was one uneventful day after another…. Until today.
“What am I going to do…?”


“Get up.”
“No. I’m not going to school anymore.” His mother prodded him again and Adrian was hard pressed to hold onto his blanket and pillow.
“What is UP with you!? Wake up and get dressed this instant or you are grounded for the rest of your teenage life, Adrian. You’re going to make me late for work.” She stormed out and Adrian reluctantly slid out of bed. On the car ride to the school, he remained silent and sullen. His mother, fifteen minutes late getting out the door, didn’t bother asking him what was wrong, only muttered a terse goodbye as he got out of the car.