Chapter 9

 

Jacob

The only reason the rumors around school bothered me was because of Kenny and my uncle. I’d promised them I would stay out of trouble for as long as I was here but now, that promise meant nothing as I’d broken it.

How stupid and reckless of me?

 

That cruel bastard must be over the moon about this. No one cared that he was a part of the rumor. All they cared about was that I threw myself at their “golden boy” and they were right.

This was all my fault. My foolishness was the reason this was happening.

 

How would Uncle Jack feel if he heard?

Kenny must have called to blab about everything to him.

 

I sat on my bed, thinking. The note in my hand was from Daniel. He wants to meet in the woods just at the back of the school.

 

Torn between going and just tearing the piece of paper into shreds, I picked up my phone expecting to get the most confronting message from uncle Jack, at least I would have an excuse to ignore that cruel bastard, but there was nothing.

 

Staying inside, not knowing what was going on out there ate me up from the inside.

 

Picked up my jacket and headed for the door, I opened it and there was Kenny, just the guy I wanted to see.

 

“Wha…what are you…,” the lump in my throat had suddenly refused to go down.

 

“Calm down dear Couz. I didn’t call Dad… yet.”

 

“Thank you…but why?”

 

“I can’t have Danny mad at me too now, can I?”

 

Oh of course. What did I think? That Kenny had suddenly grown a heart? Of course, this was about “Danny”

 

“Right! We wouldn’t wanna get on the golden boy’s bad side.”

 

It was so dark, I could barely see anything. Daniel had the habit of having people wait for him at the most unconventional place. Why the wood of all places? And what the hell did he want to talk about?

 

“You okay, pretty boy,” his voice was calm, and if I didn’t know better. I’d say the cruel bastard actually has a heart.

 

I wanted to run into his arms, stay there for hours, and maybe kiss him, instead the words that came of out my mouth was “don’t call me that.”

 

Didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of thinking that I liked when he called me that. “Pretty boy.”

It always sounds so beautiful coming from his mouth. Every word he says sounds beautiful.

 

Daniel Cobbs was one beautiful…. Hot guy. Problem was he knew that too well and it somehow got into his head.

 

“I’ll call you back whatever I want, ‘pretty boy’.” His voice was loud, commanding as if trying to tell me that I had no say in the matter.

 

“Why have you called me out here in the middle of the night? What does the golden boy want from the charity case.”

 

“Golden boy,” Daniel scoffed. “Well that’s new, but easy pretty boy. I’m not here to hurt you.”

 

“Ha! Hurt me? You couldn’t even if you tried. I’m not scared of you Daniel Cobbs.”

 

“I know you’re not, but maybe you should be,” he said, suddenly closing the space between us.

 

What was he up to now? Knowing the little I know about Daniel, he always has a plan and most times, ridiculous ones. I moved back, stretching my arms towards his chest to get him to stop but he didn’t. He grabbed my arm instead, bringing to his face and the to his chest.

 

“Feel my heartbeat, Jake.”

 

“What the fucking are you doing,” I snapped, pulling away from him.

 

What did he think? That we could go back to our stupid agreement after ignoring me for days on end. Besides, I hadn’t even signed the damn thing yet.

 

“Problem, pretty boy?” He said, forcefully grabbing my hand and bringing it to his chest again. “I thought you wanted this.”

 

“W…what?” I managed a word as I felt my throat tightening with every breath.

 

“This. My cock,” he said, pushing down my hands his pants.

 

I wanted to pull away. Run and leave him there, but my legs wouldn’t move. It was as if they’d pinned me to the ground. My trembling hand was still on his pants, the other one balled into a fist, trying to hold myself from falling. My insides were steaming hot and I feared Daniel would see right through me.

He would know everything had been an act. The nonchalance, the confident. The pretending like I didn’t want to jump on him everything I saw him in the hallway.

 

I’d sworn that I would never give him what he wanted even though he went on his knees and begged me, even though I so badly wanted him. But I couldn’t stop myself. Not when he was this close to me. Breathing down on my neck. Looking at me like I’m the tastiest meal in the world.

 

I knew all he wanted and cared about was his own satisfaction. He wanted a human sex toy at his beck and call. I knew all this, that he would never see me more than that, and I still wanted him.

 

My hand was just there, unmoving, I was lost in thoughts but a kiss brought me back to reality. His lips were on mine, devouring it and before I knew it, my hand was gently stroking his hard cock. He growled at my touch, pulling away from the kiss.

 

“Why… don’t… you get down… an… and suck on it.”

 

 I ignored him, my hand still stroking his cock in his pants. I would suck his cock a million times over but he shouldn’t get to tell me when to do it.

 

“I saw them them walk into the woods” the voice was low, close, and familiar.