IDFK (I don't feel knowing)

How will Mike feel about his life when he gets two new additions? read to find out.


2. I don't (ID)

I walked into the school office and immediately went to find my best friend in the entire world. “Hey Rae-Anne, how you doin’?” She looked away from me, trying to hide the tears. “Hey, what’s wrong?” She shook her head, sobbing. I pulled her outside to talk. “Alright, spill.” She took a deep breath and started talking. “Okay, so you know how me and Jimmy were going out for awhile?” I nodded. “I told him that I had to break up with him because of the most horrifying reason.” She seemed to visibly lose her willpower. “My mom died yesterday. I have no one else, so they want me to go into the foster system. I can’t go. I’ll just get hurt.” She started sobbing. When she was done, she started walking away, but I grabbed her. “Why don’t you just tell them that you have a family that can take you, I’ll deal with the rest, Okay?” She nodded and we headed to class together. By the end of the day, she was better then I would have thought. “So, you want to go home with me today?” She shook her head. “Nah, I have to get some stuff done today, but tomorrow.” I waved and left. I got on the bus and saw Nick. I sat down next to him and got all my stuff together. I felt lips on my neck and I smiled. “What are you doing?” He just winked at me and smiled. Me and him have history together. He found out that I was gay and that made him wonder about a lot of things. He started asking me questions, and I showed him the answer. “So, what is it like to have sex with a gay guy?” I looked at him with an ‘are you serious?’ face. “You already know. Wait, Oh. Tomorrow night, I promise.” He nodded and looked out the window. We got to my stop and I got off. I walked inside and went to the kitchen. “Hey Mrs.E, what’s for dinner?” She shooed me out and put her finger to her lip. “It’s a secret. You won’t know until tonight. Go play your video games.” I walked up to my room, passing Luke’s on the way. I contemplated if I should go in and talk to him, but I decided against it. I went into my room and shut the door. I put my bag in it’s place and sat on my bed, removing my shirt in the process. I looked down at my scars from my many years of abuse from jocks. I touched the most recent one just as Luke walked in. I saw his eyes widen, just as he asked, “Who did this to you?” through gritted teeth. I shook my head, not answering his question. I saw him walk towards me from the corner of my eye. He kneeled in front of me, reaching out to just barely touch the scars. I gasped from pleasure and had to bite my lip to stop myself from telling him to do that again. “I swear to god, if I meet the punks who did this, I’ll kill them.” I shivered at this picture of hatred. I didn’t want to see this version of him. “Hey, what did you want to talk to me about. He looked up at me, not answering my question. He glanced at my lips, watching as I bit them. I didn’t mean to, but it’s one of my nervous gestures. He sucked in his breath sharply, trying to swallow. “Nevermind, I have to go.” He started walking out, but before he could stand up, I kissed him. He didn’t move a muscle. I tried to deepen the kiss, and he went with it. We struggled for dominance, and he won very quickly. I felt him push me onto the bed, climbing on top of me. I pulled his shirt over his head, putting my hands on his chest. He pushed down on my chest with his. I felt his hands travel down to my pants. I felt him push on my member, eliciting a sharp gasp from me. I bit down on his lip, just hard enough to bring out a gasp of pleasure. I felt him flip us over, causing me to straddle his waist. I bit harder on his lip, making him moan. I started to grind against his growing erection, making me and him start to pant. I was enjoying this too much, I couldn’t stop. I wish that he would stop me so that at least one of us could be considered sensible. I couldn’t stop myself, I didn’t want to. I had felt unloved for so long, I just wanted to feel loved, even if I was just imagining it. I was breathing faster now from all of this. He reached behind me and started to put his fingers on the top of my crack. I moved a little, not wanting to go farther. “No, wait. I can’t.” He just looked at me and started to go farther in. I whimpered, squeezing my eyes closed. I felt him go farther in, trying to get me to let him in. “You’re so tight. Do you want me to show you what happens when I feel your tightness? Hmm?” I started breathing erratically. “Y-y-yes. Pl-please.” I started to pant, moving around so that he knew how ready I was. He chuckled, moving his fingers even more. I started gasping, moaning, and whimpering for more. “I want you to call me daddy when we’re alone. Now, turn over, onto your stomach.” I did as he said and felt my pants being pulled off. I looked back and saw him lubing his fingers, getting them ready for what he was fixing to do. I felt him put his fingers on the outside of my ass. “Are you ready?” All I could do was nod. “I think I asked you a question? What do you say?” I swallowed and replied, “Yes, daddy, I’m ready.” He smiled and then I felt him enter and prob around, not realizing that he was moving his other hand around to my dick. I felt him moving his hand to my tip, and that’s when I tried to stop him. He rubbed it with his thumb, making my breath come faster and rougher. I was turning him on, and I knew it. I could feel him growing, wanting to be in me. He didn’t do anything about it, though, because he was pleasuring me. I was feeling warm and fuzzy, not realizing until it was too late that I was fixing to cum after only a couple minutes. “Wait! I’m fixing *gasp* to *pant* cum.” As I was talking, I felt it happen. I lay there gasping, trying to catch my breath. “Did it feel good?” I nodded, flipping over. I looked him in the face and grabbed his member. “No! Don’t.” I felt him shake, trying to conceal it by kissing me. I grabbed harder and started running my hand up and down. He started panting against my mouth, turning me on even more. He couldn’t talk without his voice trembling, but he managed. “Let me take charge, please.” I nodded and flipped over. He lubed up his cock and positioned himself behind me. “Are you ready?” I nodded and he went in, just as a knock sounded on my door. “Go away!” I gasped out. The person who interrupted walked right in. “So, this is what you like?” I couldn’t speak, so Luke did. “Just leave him be Jake. He’s loving this.” I felt the bed sink in front of me and I looked up. I saw Jake sitting there in nothing, just watching me. I saw his hand move to pleasure himself, and I gasped. “What? Do you want to do this for me?” I nodded and he sat right in front of me, putting his member in my mouth. I moved my head up and down, feeling him grab my hair and making me go faster. All I could remember after that was us climaxing at the same time and falling asleep.

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