7Alex looked in the mirror.
'Damn I'm good', he said to himself. Alex had just come back from a night at Duncan's.
Let's just say 'they had fun'. It was fucking good hardcore porn to say the least. It had started off with oral sex.
Alex sucked Duncan's dick, because Alex was infertile from being kicked in the genitals too many times. After while Alex found the taste of cum a bit boring and dull.
'Lets get out the whip,' Alex said suddenly.
'And maybe the cream.' Duncan said with a cheeky grin. Duncan had always known how to have fun. Alex started opening the box.
'Wait,' Duncan cried, 'I think we should warm our snakes up a bit, eh?' Duncan pulled a 'GaysPorn' magazine from under his bed. Alex smiled, Duncan was very experienced. As they flicked through pictures of various naked men in cat suits; Alex thought of something.
'You know, as attractive as these guys are,' he said, 'I think I'd rather see you in these suits.' Duncan looked up at Alex, 'I'm game if you are,' he growled. For many hours they undressed and dressed each other. They then got out the whip, cream and a vibrating rabbit. They had so much 'fun', cracking the whip over Alex's buttocks. Rubbing creams 'all over each other'. They stuck the vibrating rabbit in Alex's bum-hole, Alex moaned softly. This had been a night to remember.
Alex racked his hands through his hair. He found bits of Duncan's anal dandruff mixed with his own on his fingers. His Mum and Dad still didn't know he was gay. They thought he'd been staying the night at his girlfriend's house.
'Should I tell them?' Alex thought, 'They do have a right to know I guess.' Then again, his Mum was a bitch to him.
'I'll tell them; just not today.' Alex said, as he found a picture of him and Duncan in his trouser pocket. 'Another day.'
Chapter 2
At school the next day, Alex couldn't keep his eyes off Duncan. Duncan was wearing tight, black leather jeans. Alex could feel his erection in his own trousers. Duncan was so fit and handsome, Alex was worried about his ability as a lover. Suddenly he caught sight of John Mathews-Brown staring at Duncan's buttocks. Alex felt a pang of jealously. John was a tall and skinny with glasses, but without his glasses he was quite attractive.
'He's mine,' Alex said to himself, 'No-on, especially Johnny is going to take him away from me; even if he is quite attractive,' he added bitterly.
Duncan could have anyone he wanted, anyone gay. A few boys in his class were straight but most of them were gay. And all of them wanted Duncan. Alex could see them watching Duncan flex his muscles and comb his hair. Then Johnny went up to Duncan and asked him something. Alex strained to hear what it was but he couldn't hear a thing. Then Duncan shrugged and Johnny walked off. That night Alex phoned Duncan and asked him about what John had asked him.
'If I knew where his pencil was...' said Duncan quickly, 'I said I didn't know.' Alex knew he was hiding something. 'Duncan, are you sure?'
'Yes'
'You can tell me anything you know?'
'No!' Duncan slammed down the phone. Alex felt a pang of sadness, Duncan was hiding something from him maybe Duncan didn't love him anymore, maybe...he thought Alex wasn't a good enough lover...
Chapter 3
Alex had lain there in bed, tossing and turning. Why couldn't Duncan tell him what John had said? Did Duncan not love him? Everyone seemed to be acting weirdly at the moment. His younger sister kept sneaking out of the house at odd times; Duncan wouldn't tell him about what John said. Everyone at school kept telling him that they were sorry and did he want to come to their house. Also, he didn't feel himself.
'Fuck this,' said Alex aloud. Then he thought of something. John's sister was friends with his sister. She might know. Alex bounded downstairs looking for his sister. She was out. He started ringing people, Duncan, John, his sister: None of them answered him.
Next day at school everyone kept giving him looks. Pitiful looks. They definitely weren't 'eyeing him up'. Duncan was looking particularly attractive that day which just made it worse.
Alex made a vow to himself that he would know what was going on by tomorrow. After school he looked for Duncan but he wasn't there.
'Odd,' thought Alex, 'Duncan usually waits for me.' Although these past 2 months Duncan hadn't really been himself. Alex decided to go round to Duncan's house.
Alex rang the doorbell. There was a scream and a laugh. Then Duncan opened the door with a look of horror on his face. Alex stepped in and looked around. Nothing out of place. Suddenly he heard a very familiar squeal. He had heard that squeal many times before. Alex ran upstairs at break neck speed towards the bedroom, where the squeal had come from. And there on the bed, was his naked sister. They both looked at each other for a moment. Then Alex jumped out of the window.
Someone whom he had loved like never before, had been having sex with his own 14-year-old sister for months. They had been using the same sex toys. And Duncan...was straight. It all made sense now, and it was horrible. So Alex grabbed a penknife on the desk, cut his own dick off and gave it to Duncan. Then jumped out of the window. Duncan stared at the dick in his hands. It was tiny, just how Duncan had remembered it. Alex's sister took her hand away from her feminine covert and took Alex's dick instead.
She would never forgive herself.