Kyle: I'm ShyMature

The second I heard about Danny and Damien, I knew the fucker had to pay. I cornered him after school, shoving him against the wall. He didn’t look too impressed with me.

“Mind the bruises, love. Y’know. The ones your faggot boyfriend gave me”

“I thought I told you to leave him out of this” I growled and he smiled.

“I must’ve missed that”

I glared at him.

“I dunno what there is to leave him out of anyway... I’m like you, now, Kyle. I’m just sticking up for myself”

“He never did shit to you, asshole”

“And I never did shit to you”

I felt my jaw clench and he smiled sweetly at me. Asshole.

“Leave Danny alone” I warned.

“Why should I?”

“Because I fucking said so”

“Oh, but honey, he’s fair game to everyone else. That’s hardly fair”

I held my face mere millimetres away from his. “Leave. Him. Alone”

He headbutted me. I should’ve seen it coming, to be honest. The pain and shock dazed me for a few seconds but I chuckled once I was back on track.

“Oh, you did not wanna do that”

He grinned.

“You don’t scare me, Damien”

“I know. You picked on me for fuck knows how long; how could I possibly scare you?”

“Glad we’re on the same page, for once”

“I’m not even interested in hurting you. Or anyone. I’m interested in being hurt. I don’t care anymore, Kyle. Do your worst”

I didn’t do anything. I couldn’t. He wanted people to hurt him...?

“No? That’s a shame. Maybe some other time, huh?” he said, trying to leave.

I shoved him against the wall again and he arched an eyebrow at me.

“Did I say I was done with you?”

He smiled slightly.


“You gonna hit me or not?”

“No. I don’t hit junkies”

“Well then I’m done with you, and that’s good enough for me” he tried to leave again but I shoved him up against the wall again.

“What?” he snapped, kind of annoyed.

“Leave Danny alone or I’ll fucking kill you”

“Is that a promise?”

I glared at him. Of course it isn’t a promise, you dick.

“Well is it?”

“No. Because you know what? You do anything else to Danny and I’ll make sure no one in this town will fucking touch you”

He chuckled.

“Something funny?”

“Probably the nicest threat anyone’s ever gotten”

“Yeah, wonderful”

He yawned. “Anyway, I’m bored. Can I go yet?”

“I don’t care how fucking bored you are”

“What do you want with me, then? You made your threat”

I chuckled and he arched an eyebrow. “Are you enjoying it at the top?”

“It’s alright. I’d rather not be anywhere, but y’know”

“I can break you so easily” I smiled.

“Break me?” he laughed. “How much more broken do you think I can get?”

I messed up mine and his hair, hoping I’d get the timing right.

“You messed up my hair. I’m so scared” he didn’t look impressed.

I flipped the two of us round so it was me who was pinned against the wall. I kissed him hard, keeping him there by gripping his hair like a vice, just as four of the gossips appeared. He kissed back hard, groping me. The gossips noticed something was going on and started heading over and Damien pushed his hands into my jeans. I could vaguely hear the gossips getting all excited and I chuckled, moving Damien’s hand back up. I didn’t entirely trust his hand and my dick near each other. Damien kissed my neck, giving me a hickey.

“You bastard” I whispered and he smiled, unbuttoning my jeans.

The gossips were all busy calling and texting people or taking photos. Damien palmed me through my boxers.

“Damien, not here” I said innocently but he ignored me.

I kissed him again, tugging on his hair a little as he kissed back harder. He slipped his hand into my boxers and I bit my lip. He smiled.

“Ooh, it’s tiny” he whispered with a wink.

“In your dreams, doll” I chuckled.

“Aww, you can believe I dream about you if you really want, but I like big, hard cock” he pressed himself against me.

“Wow, your mom must be so proud. So how many times have you gotten hard over her monster cock?”

He chuckled. “Was that s’posed to offend me?”

“Mmm, not really” It was supposed to waste time.

He pressed his forehead to mine and started jerking me off. One of the gossips actually fainted and he smiled.

“Oh, honey, it’s not fair that you should do all the work” I said, snaking a hand into Damien’s boxers but he pushed my hand back out.

“It’s alright darling” he jerked me off a little bit harder.

Concentrate, Kyle, concentrate. I thought of everything that shouldn’t turn me on the and thankfully, my dick stayed as lifeless as it was when we’d started.

“Well I can see you and your boyfriend are going to have a great sex life” he stopped, pulling his hand back.

“I’m shy” I said innocently.

“Poor baby. Maybe some other time, somewhere a little more private” he smirked.

“Mmm, how about my place tonight? My parents don’t get back for another day”

“It’s a date”

He went to leave but I pulled him back for another hard kiss. Well, you have to make these things look convincing.

“See you later, sexy” I smirked.

He walked off and I did up my jeans, hoping I’d done enough to knock Damien down from his seat with the bullies. A seat he seemed to be getting a little too accustomed to.

The End

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