This is my first story so I hope you like it. I alternate points of view from chapter to chapter. Sorry if it's a little confusing. Feedback is much appreciated!
I don't think he knows how good he looks. But then again, I don't think he knows that I'm looking at him in this way. Even when he is fully clothed and simply taking a test, I get so turned on by him. Finishing early really does give you somewhat of an advantage. You get the rest of class to check out your biggest crush.
I guess I should start out by introducing all of the basic details. My name is Eddie, I'm 18, and I'm a senior in high school. I have dark brown hair, with brown eyes, and 6'0. Being on the swim team is basically the main reason why I have a toned, muscular body. I've been on the swimming team since Freshmen year and it's great to see how far my body has come. And it doesn't hurt that there are plenty of hot guys on the team. But there's only one guy who gets me hard all the time. His name is Matt.
Since the 9th grade, I've practically been in love with him. I guess you could say that we're friends, but we've never actually been that close. There was always a lot of competition between us, with grades and all. People just put us on opposite ends of a bitter rivalry. Even against all my efforts, it just seemed like we were fitting these opposing roles, rather than having a friendship.
Just because we weren't really close, I could still fantasize about him, right?
The bell just rang and it's finally time to go home for the weekend. As I approached the door, one of my friends came up to me and asked if I was going to the basketball game tonight. I would have said no, but since Matt was on the team, I couldn't refuse.
As I walked into the gym that evening and took my seat on the bleachers, my eyes went straight to Matt. It was already 20 minutes into the game so he was starting to glisten with sweat. It took all my will power to keep myself from getting hard. I watched as he ran from one end of the court to the other. His 6'3", muscular frame was only the beginning of his endless charm. He has short brown hair and the most amazing green eyes that you could imagine. Not to mention his sexy smile. I watched his body move and as he scored the winning shot.
For some reason, throughout the whole game, I felt like his eyes were glued to me. Not that I'm complaining or anything, but he's never really paid any attention to me before. After the game was over and the team was done being congratulated, I headed outside and started towards my car. I got in, started the engine, and watched through the rear-view, hoping that I might get a glimpse of Matt. As luck would have it, I did see him, and he was coming towards me. It kind of surprised me when he tapped on my window and when I rolled it down, he started talking to me.
"Hey"
"Hey Matt. Great job tonight." I really didn't know what to say to him.
"Thanks. Hey do you think I could get a ride home?"
"Only if you ride me first." I wish I could have said that. "Sure. Get in."
"Thanks man. You sure you don't mind?" he asked as he got into the passenger's seat.
"Of course not." I thought this would be the perfect chance to get to know him better.
Since this away game was pretty far away, it took a while to get back to our city. Unfortunately, we were both hauntingly silent after we left the school. I guess it wouldn't be so easy to strike up a conversation after all. Every attempt at one just lasted a few words and just quietly faded away. The kind of conversation I wanted to have involved us trying to be friends. But the furthest we got was "So what do you think of AP bio?". Suddenly, Matt said what I had been trying to say for nearly four years.
"So where do we stand? Are we friends or are we just strangers?" I looked over at him and he had so much innocence in his eyes.
"Well..I don't know. I mean I guess we are friends. I just feel bad that we never really got a chance to be close."
"Yeah. I feel the same way. But I guess part of that was because I really didn't know how to show how I felt about you..."
When he said this, I kind of froze. What did he mean by that? Or was this some kind of practical joke. Whatever it was, I just said what was on my mind. By now we were in front of his house.
"What do you mean?" At this point, I wasn't sure exactly what was on my mind.
"I mean...I really care about you. It killed me that it we were always stuck in some stupid competition and I never got the chance to tell you that..."
Before he could finish I planted my lips on his and kissed him for what seemed like hours. I pulled away for a moment. "That does all the explaining, doesn't it?" He just smiled and pulled me back to lock lips again. This time the kiss was more intense, our tongues thrashing at each other. All this time, he thought of me in the same way that I thought of him. Don't pinch me, because I couldn't take it if it were a dream. With hesitation on both sides, we pulled back from each other. I could tell from the smile in his eyes that this felt right.
"Goodnight." He said to me as he got out of the car.
"Night. I'll see you later?"
"Definitely"
If Only You Knew...
Chapter 1
Chapter 1
I don't think he knows how good he looks. But then again, I don't think he knows that I'm looking at him in this way. Even when he is fully clothed and simply taking a test, I get so turned on by him. Finishing early really does give you somewhat of an advantage. You get the rest of class to check out your biggest crush.
I guess I should start out by introducing all of the basic details. My name is Eddie, I'm 18, and I'm a senior in high school. I have dark brown hair, with brown eyes, and 6'0. Being on the swim team is basically the main reason why I have a toned, muscular body. I've been on the swimming team since Freshmen year and it's great to see how far my body has come. And it doesn't hurt that there are plenty of hot guys on the team. But there's only one guy who gets me hard all the time. His name is Matt.
Since the 9th grade, I've practically been in love with him. I guess you could say that we're friends, but we've never actually been that close. There was always a lot of competition between us, with grades and all. People just put us on opposite ends of a bitter rivalry. Even against all my efforts, it just seemed like we were fitting these opposing roles, rather than having a friendship.
Just because we weren't really close, I could still fantasize about him, right?
The bell just rang and it's finally time to go home for the weekend. As I approached the door, one of my friends came up to me and asked if I was going to the basketball game tonight. I would have said no, but since Matt was on the team, I couldn't refuse.
As I walked into the gym that evening and took my seat on the bleachers, my eyes went straight to Matt. It was already 20 minutes into the game so he was starting to glisten with sweat. It took all my will power to keep myself from getting hard. I watched as he ran from one end of the court to the other. His 6'3", muscular frame was only the beginning of his endless charm. He has short brown hair and the most amazing green eyes that you could imagine. Not to mention his sexy smile. I watched his body move and as he scored the winning shot.
For some reason, throughout the whole game, I felt like his eyes were glued to me. Not that I'm complaining or anything, but he's never really paid any attention to me before. After the game was over and the team was done being congratulated, I headed outside and started towards my car. I got in, started the engine, and watched through the rear-view, hoping that I might get a glimpse of Matt. As luck would have it, I did see him, and he was coming towards me. It kind of surprised me when he tapped on my window and when I rolled it down, he started talking to me.
"Hey"
"Hey Matt. Great job tonight." I really didn't know what to say to him.
"Thanks. Hey do you think I could get a ride home?"
"Only if you ride me first." I wish I could have said that. "Sure. Get in."
"Thanks man. You sure you don't mind?" he asked as he got into the passenger's seat.
"Of course not." I thought this would be the perfect chance to get to know him better.
Since this away game was pretty far away, it took a while to get back to our city. Unfortunately, we were both hauntingly silent after we left the school. I guess it wouldn't be so easy to strike up a conversation after all. Every attempt at one just lasted a few words and just quietly faded away. The kind of conversation I wanted to have involved us trying to be friends. But the furthest we got was "So what do you think of AP bio?". Suddenly, Matt said what I had been trying to say for nearly four years.
"So where do we stand? Are we friends or are we just strangers?" I looked over at him and he had so much innocence in his eyes.
"Well..I don't know. I mean I guess we are friends. I just feel bad that we never really got a chance to be close."
"Yeah. I feel the same way. But I guess part of that was because I really didn't know how to show how I felt about you..."
When he said this, I kind of froze. What did he mean by that? Or was this some kind of practical joke. Whatever it was, I just said what was on my mind. By now we were in front of his house.
"What do you mean?" At this point, I wasn't sure exactly what was on my mind.
"I mean...I really care about you. It killed me that it we were always stuck in some stupid competition and I never got the chance to tell you that..."
Before he could finish I planted my lips on his and kissed him for what seemed like hours. I pulled away for a moment. "That does all the explaining, doesn't it?" He just smiled and pulled me back to lock lips again. This time the kiss was more intense, our tongues thrashing at each other. All this time, he thought of me in the same way that I thought of him. Don't pinch me, because I couldn't take it if it were a dream. With hesitation on both sides, we pulled back from each other. I could tell from the smile in his eyes that this felt right.
"Goodnight." He said to me as he got out of the car.
"Night. I'll see you later?"
"Definitely"
