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Road To Nowhere - Chapter 3
Title: Road to Nowhere
Chapter: 3/?
Rating: R/NC-17
Warnings: Drug use, language, sex... all the fun stuff.
Summary: Zac learns that growing up sucks, but not always in a bad way.
Monday morning, I woke up feeling like I’d run a marathon. The bakery had been busy all weekend, and thanks to that, I was almost looking forward to school, just for a change of scenery. That didn’t stop me from dragging ass as I rode my bike, half-way wishing I’d faked a stomach bug. Still, the sight of my best friend skating back and forth in front of the school waiting for me made it a little better.
“Skyler,” I called, and he whipped around, his long brown hair swinging around him.
“Zac, hey, happy birthday.” Skyler popped his skateboard and stepped off; I finished locking my bike in the rack, then gave him a fist-bump. “Get anything good?”
“Eh, kinda… CD player, couple CD’s, some art supplies… a job...”
“Wait, what?” Sky turned to me, one eyebrow up. I nodded and waited as he grabbed his backpack from where he’d tossed it by the stairs, then we headed inside.
“Yeah. Mom and dad and Tay worked it out behind my back. I’m working at the bakery with him now, four days a week.”
“Kinda harsh. But hey, at least you’re getting paid, right?”
“Yeah, so that’s cool. I get my first paycheck next friday.”
“You gonna buy anything special? You know… celebrate?” He gave me a smirk, and I knew exactly what he meant.
“I might. Oh, Tay actually smoked me up; that was his present.”
“Oh shit… you sayin’ I got competition now?” He grinned and nudged my shoulder; I shoved him back and shrugged.
“Gotta be honest, his stuff was a lot better than yours.”
“Maybe so,” he said, leaning against a locker and blocking my path with his arm. “Bet he doesn’t give you the full customer satisfaction I do, though.” His blue eyes shined, and for a second I remembered how much they looked like Tay’s.
“Fuck off…” I shoved past him, but smiled. We’d messed around a few times, not much more than making out and grinding, but it was… good. We weren’t a thing or anything, but we weren’t weird about it, either. It was just something we did.
He was the only guy I’d done anything with, but I’d known for a while that I was into dudes. Not exclusively, though. Honestly, there were plenty of people I thought were hot, guys and girls. Hell, I could even see how attractive Taylor was, in an objective kind of way. Tay… was kind of an anomaly. When he’d been a little younger, before he’d cut his hair, he’d got called a chick all the time. It really bugged him, and I could get why, but if anyone’d asked me, I’d say he was pretty hot for a chick. The fact that he was a guy… didn’t really affect that opinion.
“Oh, that reminds me. There’s this chick I work with, too, Kat.”
“Meow,” he said, drawing out the word. “She a looker?”
“Yeah she is,” I said, grinning again. “She’s a few years older, but man she’s hot. Really nice, too. Problem is, she just sees me as Tay’s kid brother. For now.”
“Ah, that sucks. But hey, just lay on the charm, who knows? Anyway I gotta jet, but I’ll see you at lunch, yeah?” He nudged my shoulder, his hand brushing against my leg in a way no one else would notice.
“Yeah, see ya.” I grinned, and we went our separate ways just as the bell rang. I really hoped I had a shot with Kat, but it was too early to really tell. In the meantime, it was nice to know I had someone to vent to, in more ways than one.
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“Ah… shit man, you’re gonna leave a mark…” I pulled away from Skyler and put a hand to my neck, wincing at the sore spot. He leaned back and grinned, admiring his handiwork. “Asshole…”
“Didn’t hear you complaining a minute ago.”
“How much time we got left?”
I took a drink of my soda while Skyler checked his watch. We usually ate our lunch outside, under the bleachers. People usually assumed we were smoking, and sometimes they were right.
“Enough,” he said, pulling me in for another kiss. I rolled my eyes and shoved him back, grabbing his wrist. We still had roughly ten minutes before we’d have to head back inside.
“Yeah, okay.” I let him kiss me again; he was never too rough with me, but he didn’t treat me like a chick, either. I reached my hand under his hoodie, gripping his sides and pulling him closer.
“You wanna come over after school?” he breathed in my ear, his hand on my thigh. I groaned and pulled back a bit.
“Fuck… I can’t. Work.”
“Ah shit.” He sat back, taking a breather. I looked him up and down, really wishing we had more time. He caught me looking and smirked, tugging on my belt loops. “C’mere.”
“Yeah, what do you want?” I crawled into his lap, biting my lip when I felt how hard he was.
“You.” He pulled me down for another kiss, rolling his hips up. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, grinding against him; I really, really wished we had more time, but in the distance I could hear the bell ringing.
“Shit… we gotta go…”
“Let’s just skip,” he said, kissing my neck again. It was so tempting…
“Can’t. Got… test today.” Not that I could remember what the test was on; I could barely remember what class it was, the way he was nibbling on my ear.
“C’mon, babe... “
I hated when he called me that. Not because it made me feel like less of a guy or anything, but because when he did, I just couldn’t say no, and he knew it.
“Fuck it, I’ll take a makeup.”
I grabbed a fistful of his hair as I bit his lip. I was probably gonna catch shit for missing a test, but it was hard to care about anything with his hands on me. I felt him tugging at the zipper of my jeans, and I tensed up.
“Dude…”
“Relax,” he whispered in my ear. “No one's around.”
“Yeah, but.. “
“I'll stop if you want.” He looked up at me, and I knew he was telling the truth. He’d never push me too far; hell, there’d been plenty of times when I was the one getting him riled up. This was something new for us, though. We’d done some touching before, but never skin-on-skin.
I looked around; we were plenty hidden, and we’d probably hear anyone coming up the gravel path. I looked at him, and he gave me a crooked smile, and I caved.
“Fine. But if we get caught I'm totally blaming yoooh my god…” As soon as he wrapped his hand around me, it was like being hit by lightning. I'd jacked off plenty, but having someone else touch me was totally different.
“Feel good?”
“Fuck yeah…” I grabbed his shoulders to steady myself as he stroked me. He pulled me in for a kiss, at the same time swiping his thumb over my head, and I started to shake. I was so close already, and I ground my ass against him, feeling his hard-on rubbing me in all the right ways.
“Fuck, Zac. You're gonna make me blow, riding me like that.”
“Isn't that the idea?” I panted, and he chuckled. “Shit, Sky… I'm gonna… fuck…”
“Bite down if you gotta,” he said, pulling my head down to his shoulder. As he sucked on my earlobe, I couldn't hold back any more. I gripped his sides and bit down on his shoulder as I let out a loud moan, my body shaking as I came. He held me tight and growled in my ear as he came right after.
“Fuckin’ a.” I let out a laugh as I rolled off his lap.
“I know, right? Good thing I got my gym clothes with me.”
I glanced over at the obvious dark patch on his jeans, and laughed.
“I need a smoke.”
“Which kind?” he asked as he stood up and dropped trou, changing his shorts.
“Just a cig; I've still got History.”
He finished changing and grabbed a cigarette from his bag, lighting it before passing it over. We shared it in silence for a few minutes.
“So. That was… good,” he said finally, smiling.
“Yeah it was. You gonna let me return the favor next time?”
“You better. You think I give it up for nothin’?” He shoulder-checked me and laughed. I knew there was no pressure though. And honestly, I was looking forward to it.
He leaned over and kissed me again; it was a sweet move, and while we weren’t dating or anything, it was nice to know he cared beyond just getting off. We were friends with benefits, but definitely friends first.
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“You sure there’s nothing there?”
“Dude, you’re fine, relax. I promise.” Skyler laughed as I adjusted my scarf. I’d made him triple-check my neck for hickies; I didn’t even want to think about what shit I’d catch from Tay, or worse, Mom. None of my family knew about me like that, and for now I wanted to keep it that way.
I sighed and leaned against Tay’s car while I waited for him.
“You off tomorrow?” Skyler asked, skating back and forth in front of me.
“Yeah, I think so. Wanna hit the mall? I still got some birthday cash to burn.”
“Sounds good. I still gotta get you something anyway.”
“You coming to the party on Saturday?” Every year for the past few years, our parents had let us throw a Halloween party for the older kids, while they took the younger ones trick-or-treating.
“Yeah, sure. You dressing up?”
“I dunno, maybe just a creepy mask or something. I guess we can check out the costume shop at the mall.”
“Hey Tay,” Skyler called as my brother headed over to us.
“Hi Skyler. All set?” he said to me.
“Yeah. Catch you later, Sky.”
“Call me when you get home.” He waved and skated off as I loaded my bike into the back of the car.
“Need a hand?” Tay asked, but I shook my head.
“Nah, I got it.”
“So I heard you missed your math test,” Tay said as he started the car.
“Congratulations, want a cookie?”
“Zac…”
“Relax, I’ll take a makeup. I was… busy.”
“Right. I’m guessing this was Skyler’s idea?” Tay sighed and shook his head. “Just don’t let Mom find out you skipped.”
“No shit, Sherlock.” I sighed and re-did my ponytail. “Anyway, what’s on the agenda for today?”
“Just the usual. Oh, wait, no… we’ve got a catering order to fill. I might have you hop on the register for a while. Kat can show you.”
“Cool.” I grinned, looking forward to working with Kat. I wondered if Tay had already invited her to the party; if not, maybe I would. “Oh, I’m not working tomorrow, am I?”
“No, you’re off til Thursday. Why, you got plans?”
“Yeah, going to the mall with Sky. Spend the birthday money from Grandma, maybe grab a costume.”
“Aw, going on a date with your boyfriend? Cute.”
“Fuck off, dude. I don’t see you bringing any girls home to Mom and Dad either.”
Tay got real quiet, his smile disappearing almost instantly. “Just ‘cuz I don’t bring them home, doesn’t mean anything,” he said after a minute, but there was something weird about how he said it.
“Sure, Tay.” I reached over and turned on the radio to fill the silence. I’d always kinda wondered about Tay, the way he never really seemed interested in dating. He was attractive enough to have anyone he wanted, but I’d never seen him go on a date, or even ask anyone out. Maybe we were more alike than I thought. But that was his business, not mine.
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