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Sal walked through the hall before finally walking into the boys bathroom.
Sal stood in front of the mirror and cupped some water in his hands and splashing it on his face. "Ugh. Stupid fucking Travis." He muttered to himself.
He looked at the ground, calming his roaming thoughts. The tent in his pants, obvious. His thoughts were soon forgotten when he saw a crumpled up piece of paper next to the trashcan. He opened up the page and read what was written.
"I know we don't really know each other and you probably have your opinions of me. I thought maybe if I told you how I feel, things could be different. The truth is, I can't stop thinking about you. I'm crazy about you. I think your amazing! But I know these feelings are wrong. It's not the way a boy should feel. Shame swallows me whole. My father would kill me, but I cant live in his shadow forever I just..."
Sal squinted at the paper, trying to read through the scribbled out part at the end. About a minute later a small sob could be heard from the last stall in the back of the bathroom.
"Uh.. is anyone in here?" Sal asked, sliding the paper into his pocket. He heard rustling around, "No duh. Now fuck off buzzwad." Someone spoke from behind the stall door as Sal walked up. "Wait. Travis?" Sal asked. "Sally face?" Travis asked, a heavy sigh was heard from behind the door. "Of course it just HAD to be you." Travis spoke.
"Were you just crying?" Sal asked, sitting down on floor outside of the stall. "What. No. The fuck?" Travis said, sounding defensive. "You can talk to me.." Sally said, feeling Travis slide down the stall door before reaching the floor and sitting comfortably. "No. I can't really. You wouldn't understand." Travis spoke, fidgeting with his hand.
"No I may not be able to understand but I can still listen. Is it about your dad? It must be hard being the son of such an intense man." Sal spoke, carefully to not make Travis pissed off again.
Sal reached under the stall door and grabbed Travis's hand that was resting on the floor. "Its ok, believe me." Sal spoke softly before squeezing his hand gently. "I'm here whenever you need to talk. Ok?" Sal said. He heard sniffling behind the door. "Oh shit. Did I say something wrong?" Sal asked sitting up straighter. "N-no. I've just never had anyone to talk to.." Travis spoke softly. "He would kill me, Sally." Travis trailed off. "Who would? And why?" Sal pressed. "My dad. He w-would kill me if he knew what a disappointment I am to God and h-him. I'm no different from those fags." Travis stuttered. "Trav, are you gay?" Sal asked, straight to the point.
"What no. Well. Actually I'm not sure... I'm disgusting." Travis said, Sal could hear his breathing start to get fast. "Travis. God has so much more to worry about then just one person. Why would He care if you like boys?" Sal spoke calmly.
"I.. I'm not sure. But my dad would hate me." Travis spoke, tears forming in the corners of his eyes again.
"Trav. You can always stay with me if you have to. I can get you out of that house. I'm not stupid I know he hits you." Sal said, still holding onto Travis's hand. He felt the taller boy's hand stiffen.
"He'll find me..." Travis muttered, before standing up. Sal's hand slid out from Travis's own hand. Sal felt the cold air hit the palm of his hand after it had been held for so long.
Sal heard the door lock click, and saw the door open. He saw Travis' face from the slot in the door, "Uh, do you think you can fit in here?" Travis asked, looking at his shoes.
"Maybe, I don't know, but I can try." Sal laughed, getting up from the floor. Travis opened the door a little wider, Sal easily slipped in.
Sal leaned against the opposite wall, looking at Travis as he stood with his fists clenched and staring at his shoes. "You alright?" Sal asked, reaching out and holding onto Travis's shoulder.
Sal saw a flash of blonde and felt arms around his waist. "Thank you." Travis whispered, Sal smiled behind his mask. He quickly put his arms around Travis's neck and held him there.
They held each other for about five minutes before felt the taller boy's body shake. "Trav? You ok?" He said, looking up at him. "Y-yeah. I just haven't had a hug in so long. I needed it." Travis said, pulling Sal closer.
"Do you want to come over to my place for a couple hours after school?" Sal asked, resting his face on the blonde boys chest. Travis could have sworn he felt his heart jump. "Yeah, I don't have service today so my father shouldn't care how long I'm out today." Travis said, rubbing Sal's back.
"Why are you so nice to me, Sally face?" Travis asked, grabbing one of Sal's hands and holding onto it. "Because. I don't think your a bad person, you just got projected onto and you act how you think your father wants you to." Sal spoke, avoiding eye contact. Travis nodded.
They heard the bell ring and separated. "We should probably go." Sal laughed, still holding Travis's hand. "Shit we spent the whole period in here." Travis laughed along. The boys finally let go and Travis left the bathroom before Sal followed a good 30 seconds later.
It was the last period of the day, math. Sal sat at the back of the class like he normally did everyday. But of course his mind wondered to a certain blonde that sat a row beside him.
Sal stared at the back of the blonde boys head half of the class before looking down and realized he had been doodling. It was an amazing sketch of Travis.
"Fuck.." Sal muttered to himself.
He quickly erased it off of his paper before anyone has the chance to see it. He was going to have to talk to Todd after class.
The bell finally signaled the end of class after what felt like hours. Sal rushed to his locker and grabbed his stuff and looked for his redhead friend. 'Todd.' He thought to himself when he saw the familiar red curls bouncing through the crowd of people.
Sal waited at his friend's locker, "Oh hey Sal." Todd smiled. "Todd. I need to talk to you but it will have to wait till we leave." Sal spoke. "Uh.. Ok?" Todd hummed, unsure of what Sal wanted.
Todd grabbed his backpack out of his locker and they made their way down the hallway and finally walked out of the school and put of earshot of anyone else.
"Todd I think I'm gay." Sal finally spoke. "Ok? You know I am already so what's the big deal that you literally had to seek me out?" Todd asked, Sal smiled. "I.. uh.. I think I like this guy. IF.. If I tell you who, you can't tell anyone. Not even Larry. Alright?" Sal said, almost frantic nearing the end of his sentence.
"Yeah, alright?" Todd said, blandly. "Its.. uh.. I like Travis. I don't know what to do." He whined, "And he's coming over tonight." Sal said, throwing his hands in the air, as if in defeat.
"Just tell him." Todd shrugged, looking at an exasperated Sal. "Todd I can't 'Just tell him' the guy has been my enemy since me and Dad moved here." Sal said, staring at Todd as if he had 3 heads.
"Or don't. I don't know, Neil confessed first. I don't know how this stuff works." Todd spoke as they walked. They had finally reached the apartments. "Well I better get to my place before my parents start wondering where I am." Todd said, walking into the building. Sal nodded.
Sal raced up to his apartment, his dad wouldn't be home for a couple days due to a business trip. Him and Travis had all the time in the world to hang out.
"Fuck. I've never fallen for someone before." Sal muttered to himself.
He threw on a pair of pajama pants and a tee-shirt. He walked to his couch and waited patiently.
It had been about 30 minutes when he finally heard the knock he had been waiting for. He jumped up excitedly and walked over to the door. He opened it and seen Travis standing there with a bloody nose.
"Woah what happened, Trav?" Sal asked, grabbing his hand and guiding him into the apartment. "My father. He kicked me out for the night." Travis said, holding the bridge of his nose.
"You can stay here if you want." Sal said, grabbing a wet paper towel and wiping the dried and new blood off of the taller boy's face. "Your dad won't care?" The blonde asked, looking around at the small apartment, it looked home-y and lived in, Travis liked it. His house didn't look like this. Travis wondered what Sal's room looked like, then mentally scolded himself for thinking like that.
"Nah, plus he isn't home right now. He's got a trip so I have the house to myself for a couple days. Normally I just stay down at Larry's but he and Lisa are on vacation somewhere." Sal said, still cleaning Travis up.
Sal finally got done, by now Travis had realized how close Sal was, his face felt like it was on fire. "You uh.. wanna sit down? Watch a movie maybe?" Sal asked, grabbing Travis's hand and holding onto it.
"Yeah.. sure. That's fine." Travis smiled, being pulled by the shorter boy. Sal sat down and pulled Travis down with him, they both sat there laughing for a couple minutes.
"So.." Sal said, still laughing a little. "What do you wanna watch?" Sal asked, looking up at the blonde boy. "You chose." Travis said, knowing damn well he would be staring at Sal most of the time. "Ooh how about this one?" Sal said, his eyes lighting up. "Yeah that looks good." Travis said, looking at the TV finally.
Travis laid his head the shorter boys shoulder and tried to pay attention. When he had zoned back in on the movie there was a sex scene. And holy fuck it was detailed.
Travis looked at Sal, then down. There was a tent in the blue haired boys pants. "Uh.. sorry I didn't realize there were this many scenes in it." Sal said, embarrassed.
"It's ok." Travis laughed. God he wanted to make a move. But he didn't want to do anything without his consent.
"Can I t... You..?" He mumbled, feeling Sal's gaze on him. "What? I didn't hear what you said." Sal asked, Travis looked up at him. "Touch. Can I.. touch you...?" He asked, gesturing to the tent in Sal's pants. Sal looked at him wide eyed, he was glad Travis couldnt see how hard he was blushing. But Travis sure as fuck didn't miss how Sal's dick had twitched at the idea.
"Y.. yeah... do it.." Sal stuttered, looking at Travis's face. His cheeks were a bright shade of pink.
Travis slowly placed a hand on top of Sal's lap, his dick automatically twitched from the contact. "God... Your so hard.." Travis muttered, slowly tracing his fingers over the shorter boy's bulge.
Sal hissed almost moaning, as he felt Travis grip his cock through his pants. "Fuck. Please Trav... Please just touch me..." Sal whined, moving his hips upward to get friction.
"Mm. I don't think I should, Sal." Travis mumbled in the blue haired boys ear. Sal almost came right there, "Fuck please.. say my name like that again. Fuck I love when you say my name..." Sal rambled, he was enjoying every second of it.
Travis finally reached into Sal's pants and pulled out his cock, slowly rubbing it. "Trav..." Sal whined a bit louder this time. "Fuck Sal, your so pretty." Travis said, moving his hand a bit faster. Travis noticed that the shorter boys mask was falling off, he moved to adjust it back. Sal grabbed his hand and stopped him from moving it. Travis stopped his hand movements. "What's wrong, Sal?"
Sal whined at the loss of friction before speaking, "I.. uh.. I trust you." He spoke, pulling his mask off all the way.
Travis stared for a moment, eyes tracing up and down his scars. "Your beautiful, Sal." Travis said, leaning down and kissing one of his scars. Sal's eyes started to well up, "Woah, Sal? You alright?" Travis said, Sal jus wrapped his arms around Travis and cried.
Travis just held him for a few minutes, at one point Sal ended up in his lap just holding on. Sal's breathing had evened out, Travis looked down at Sal's soft cock before smiling to himself then tucking it back into the smaller boy's boxers.
Travis ended up falling asleep with Sal still in his lap.
At around 3 am Sal had woken up, his lower half had fallen asleep being in the same position for hours. He slowly climbed off of Travis and laid down, pulling Travis down with him careful not to wake him.
Travis started to stir, he opened his eyes slightly. "Morning sleepyhead." Sal said, running his fingers through Travis's blonde hair. "Mm. What time is it." Travis groaned, putting his hand up to Sal's face and cupping the side of his face.
"Like 3, I think." Sal mumbled, leaning forward. He caught Travis's lips and kissed him. Travis's hands snaked up to Sal's hair and pulled him closer. Sal pulled himself up a little, never breaking the kiss. He threw his leg over Travis's waist, and straddled him.
They both pulled away panting for air, Travis leaned up and kissed Sal's forehead. "Trav?" Sal asked, fidgeting with his hands. "Yeah?" Travis said, grabbing Sal's hand to stop him.
"I think I love you. I've never been with anyone or liked anyone so I'm not sure. Todd said that I most likely do. Nevermind. I do. I love you Trav." Sal rambled, looking away from Travis.
Travis pulled the smaller boy down for another kiss. "I love you too, stupid." Travis said, pulling Sal down against his chest. The boys laid there for a while, just talking and cuddling
"So are we dating now?" Sal asked, looking up at Travis. "If you want." Travis smiled down at the blue haired boy. Sal smiled, his eyes feeling heavy, they both soon fell asleep.
Sal opened his eyes, looking around the room. He felt the arms around his waist, smiling, he turned his body to face the blonde boy.
"Morning." Travis said, kissing the shorter boy. "Morning Trav." Sal whispered. Sal laid his head on the taller boy's chest. "Mm. I better feed Gizmo." Sal said, sitting up. "Noo. Gizmo can wait.." Travis slurred, pulling Sal back down.
"Trav-" Sal laughed, trying to get up still. Travis held onto the shorter boy's waist holding him there. Sal's thigh moved between Travis's legs, "Oh, I see your problem." Sal giggled before kissing the blonde.
"Can I?" Sal asked, his hand trailing down the other boy's chest. "Of course." Travis hummed, kissing Sal.
Sal slowly pulled Travis's pajama pants down, his cock springing out. Sal sat up and backed up a bit as Travis adjusted himself. Sal straddled the taller boy's thighs, leaning forward, he kissed the blonde.
Sal wrapped his hand around the blonde boy's cock, Travis hissed at the attention. "Ohmygod, please Sal." Travis whined, Sal smirked. Sal brought his hand to his mouth and spit in his palm.
"Ew, what are you doing..?" Travis asked, confused. "If I don't do it then it won't feel as good. Have you never jerked off?" Sal asked, bringing his hand to Travis's cock again.
"N-no, but I've seen porn before.. That's how I knew what to do with you last night.." Travis spoke softly. "Trav it's okay," Sal giggled, slowly started to move his hand. "Oh.. Fuck.. Sal.." Travis breathed out, "Fuck. Faster please.." Travis pretty much begged, thrusting his hips upward to get more friction.
Sal's hand started to speed up, "Fuck... I feel like I'm.. I'm gonna piss myself.." Travis cried out, Sal just giggled. "Just trust me." He said, leaning forward and kissing Travis's neck slowly.
"Fuck.. Sal..!" Travis whined out before grasping the couch and cumming on Sal's hand. Sal slowly continued his hand movements to help Travis through his orgasm.
Travis looked at the blue haired boy through half-lidded eyes, the shorter boy looked like an Angel on top of him. Travis reached up and pull Sal's face down to his kissing him again.
Sal felt the taller boy's breath start to even out before he got up and grabbed some tissues cleaning up Travis's mess. Sal moved Travis's blonde hair away from his forehead, kissing it.
"So pretty, Trav..." Sal mumbled against his forehead before pulling away and stumbling to his bedroom, his boner still flushed in his pants. Sal dipped his hand into his pajama bottoms slowly taking himself into his hand.
He hissed at the contact, slowly rubbing himself. "Mm fuck..." He whined quietly, he sat down on his bed with his back against the wall. He leaned his head against the wall, moaning out. He slowly worked himself to an orgasm, he had came all over his hand but with Travis's names on his lips.
He got up from his bed, legs still shaking a little, grabbing some clothes and heading to the shower.
Travis woke up to find Sal gone, his heart pounding, thinking the worst. Tears started to gather in his eyes, he saw a flash of blue hair before the couch cushion sunk in next to him. "Trav are you ok?" Sal's calming voice spoke. "Y-yeah... Sorry I thought you left, I don't know why." He laughed a bit at the end. "Trav I won't leave you." Sal said, hugging Travis.
They laid there in each other's arms for a good hour, Travis sat up quickly. "Fuck. I have service today. Fathers gonna kill me." He said starting to panic. "No Trav it's ok your not gonna go back to that place. If it's last thing I do before he kills me." Sal deadpanned, running a finger over his boyfriends check to wipe away a stray tear.
"C'mon." Sals said, standing up and grabbing the taller boy's hand. Travis immediately followed, walking behind Sal. Sal opened a door, it was his bedroom. Travis looked around at all the cool stuff on his walls. His father never let him put anything on his wall except for a cross above his bed.
Travis looked at all the clothes Sal had in his open closet. So many. There were anything from sweatpants to skirts. "Trav, you need clothes? You gotta take a shower." He giggled, letting go of his boyfriends hand. "Oh. Yeah." He laughed a little, before walking behind the shorter boy and hugging him. "You make this life a little more bearable." Travis whispered in the blue haired boys ear before kissing his neck.
Sal tilted his head to the side to give Travis more room. Travis worked his way down Sal's neck leaving a trail of hickeys, Sal gasped when Travis found a sweet spot on his collar bone, he felt Travis smile against his neck.
"Fuck Travis... Your g-good at this..." He whined, his knees feeling weak. All of Travis's newfound confidence made Sal as hard as a rock, Sal felt the arms around his waist tighten a bit, as if they knew his legs were about to give out.
Travis picked Sal up and carried him to the bed, slowly sitting him down on it. Sal watched as Travis knelt down in front of him, "Uhm... Can I.. suck it..?" He asked nervously, avoiding eye contact. "Mhm.. Go ahead Trav." Sal said, leaning down to kiss Travis.
Travis slowly pulled the shorter boys boxers down and watched as his cock sprung out. It wasn't as big as Travis's but it was close, Travis looked at the hair that lead down his stomach, it was also blue, he giggled to himself about his observation.
Travis lowered his head, taking the tip of Sal's dick in his mouth. He heard the shorter boy gasp then decided to go a little further.