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*Title sequence fades out
****Scene 1: Kayla’s POV***********************************
It was a normal day at Harmony High, I was just about to close my locker when I looked over to see two burly musclemen with blue Harmony PD uniforms on the other end side of the hall. They were engaged in an intense conversation with Haley Macy. Nobody in the conversation seemed to be having much fun.
“Listen up Miss” I heard one of the burly policemen yell out. “You’re going to have to come down to the station with us. “Haley Renee Macy you are under arrest.” I heard the other one say.
“You have the right to remain silent. If you give up that right, anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. If you cannot afford legal representation one will be provided for you.”
“Do you understand these rights have we have read them to you?” said one of the burly policemen as he reached for some handcuffs on his side, presumably to place them on Haley’s hands.
“Get YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME!” Haley yelled out. That was Haley’s only response. This response only made the situation ten times tenser. It also made the policemen work harder to get the cuffs on her hands.
“Take your hands off of me! You fiends!!” Haley screamed as she was escorted down the hall and out of the school by two burly police men. They were tall dark and handsome with enough muscle to go around.
“I didn’t do anything wrong! Haley screamed her head off. “You all are going to pay for putting your hands on me like this.”
The sight of Haley Macy, that stuck-up….two-faced bitch being hauled off by two burly policemen to waiting cell was a glorious sight. I would most certainly cherish that memory and that sight for as long as I lived. The only thing that would have made it a better sight, was if they had arrested Charlotte and dragged her down the hall to jail.
Alas, that didn’t happen. I couldn’t wait to tell everyone I knew, and everyone that wasn’t standing in that hall that morning. I immediately rushed to find Michael and Eric and the rest of the guys. I soon found them at the water fountain. They were talking and waiting for the bell to ring.
“Hey Kayla!” Michael said. “Where have you been, the bell is about to ring”
“Yeah we thought you were going to be late.” Eric added.
“Either that or we thought, you and Kevin wanted some alone time.” Jake interjected. “We thought he would be with you. Where is he?”
“Oh, I called him before I got here. He overslept so he won’t be here until lunchtime if that. He didn’t even answer his phone until the last time. He was pretty groggy.”
“But you will never guess what I just witnessed!”
“What happened!” they all said in unison.
“I still can’t believe I saw it my own self. But I just Haley Macy being hauled out of here by two policemen.” I exclaimed. “It was probably the best thing I’ve seen in a long time.” I said chuckling to myself.
“Michael I know you think she’s innocent but can we just keep that to ourselves. I kind of like having her in jail. Maybe Charlotte will follow Haley’s example in wind up there too.”
“Kayla you know we can’t do that.” Michael said “If she’s innocent we can’t sit back and let her stay in jai no matter how much we don’t like her. We have to find out if she did do this.”
“Michael…..” I began “That’s if she is in fact innocent. She could be behind this whole thing and we might not even know.”
“Kayla I don’t think she’s the one who shot my grandfather.” Michael said. “Kayla I know you want her to be responsible for this, but it just doesn’t make sense. She’s never even spoken to my grandfather.”
“After school I’m going to go speak to her…and ask her myself if she shot my grandfather or not” Michael said. After that the bell rang and we went off to our homeroom classes.”
****Scene 2: Michael’s POV******************************************
After the bell rang I rushed to my homeroom class. As I walked to class I kept thinking about what Kayla had said about Haley. I thought for sure that Haley couldn’t possibly be the one that shot my grandfather. But the things that Kayla had said had really stuck with me. Haley had definitely done some questionable things in the past.
After everything that Kayla had said I was beginning to doubt Haley’s innocence. I would have to ask her for myself if she had shot my grandfather or not. I would ask her as soon as possible.
When I got to Ms. Brown’s class she was doing what she did best, and that was terrorize the class. Homeroom was always my least favorite class of the day, and now that Charlotte was in my class I liked it even less.
Luckily when I arrived at Ms. Brown’s class, Charlotte had not yet shown up at class. Thank God. Unfortunately for me I had thanked him too fast, because no sooner had I sat down in my seat, did Charlotte show up, stepping through the door.
Charlotte walked into the classroom and immediately sought me out. She smiled at me and sat down in the seat beside me. The smile she flashed me, sent shivers down my spine, even when she looked innocent she looked like she was up to no good.
“Michael!” She called out my name as she sat down beside me. I tried my best to ignore her. I put my head in my notebook and pretended to read my notes. But that was only able to keep Charlotte out for a little while. Because she kept saying my name. I was surprised Ms. Brown didn’t yell at her.
“Hey Michael, Hey Michael, Hey Michael” she repeated over and over and over again.
“Yes Charlotte” I finally replied. “What do you want?”
“I just wanted to tell you that I’m going to be having a doctor’s appointment at Harmony Hospital with my OB-gyn in about two weeks.” She said. “I was just wondering if you wanted to come with me. Dr. Chu said that in two weeks we will be able to determine the sex of the baby.”
“That’s great!” I said. I didn’t know what else to say. I was filled with all kinds of emotion at the thought of having a child. I was excited, but I was also worried because I was so young. I was also angry that I had been assaulted and that one day I would have to tell that fact to my child. The fact that his mother had raped me in order to conceive him or her.
****Scene 3: Jake’s POV***********************************************
After Michael, Eric, Kayla, and I all went our separate ways I walked to my homeroom class. Before I walked off in the opposite direction I could not help myself to look back at Michael. I just had to look back at him one more time before he turned the corner. Mike just looked so gorgeous today, he always looked sexy, but today he looked extra fuckable.
Mike had a big bubble ass that I couldn’t help hut look like. I licked my lips as I watched him walk down the hall, that ass of his jiggled with every step he took. Mike’s ass was on display in a nice pair of pink Chubbies shorts.
Chubbies shorts were the frat God’s gifts to humanity. Chubbies shorts were the epitome of the United States Preppy-North East and upper class douches everywhere. Mike was not one of those preppy douches, sure he had enough of those shorts to last a lifetime; Mike was different.
Mike was the sweetest and most thoughtful guy you had ever met. If Mike’s family hadn’t been regularly featured in Forbes and graced the cover of countless magazines, you would have never guessed he was the heir to a billion dollar fortune or that his family owned a company nearly two centuries old. That’s what I liked best about him, not that he was disgustingly rich; no I liked him because despite the life he was born into he was down to earth and was filled with such modesty that he gave off a sense of wholesomeness that other trust-funders (i.e. Christian DeVille) did not give off.
Anyways the shorts Mike had on were a healthy bright shade of pink. They outlined every muscle of his ass. His ass looked great in those short pink shorts of his. They barely covered an inch of those meaty thighs of his and they fitted tightly around those big mounds of ass flesh. I wanted to grab that ass of his, spread those sexy cheeks apart and fuck the shit out of him. The fact that Mike wore those sexy shorts every season, even in winter was an added bonus to my eyes.
But, I knew he couldn’t do that, no matter how much I wanted to. And I wanted to, very much. I couldn’t have Mike because someone else already had him….Eric…..Eric Smith. Michael and I had been friends for years and with each day I wanted him more and more.
Whenever we would be alone I would make gay jokes. Well that’s what I disguised it as so that he would not realize that I was gay. This was actually before I knew he was gay. However by the time I finally found the courage to make my feelings known he was already involved with Eric Smith. Eric Smith was like that one big musclebound football player fraternity brother in the making that we all meet in High School that everyone thinks is a huge arrogant douche because nine times out of ten he is a douche.
Well that’s exactly how Eric Smith was; Eric had traded his football uniform for a Lacrosse one. He was a jerk but he had smile that could melt anyone’s heart (except mine) and forget that he had been a complete and total dick to someone the last five minutes. Michael was too in-love with Eric to see that. Yeah I may play football and be a country-boy I was born not raised in the south. My parents moved up north because we had family in upstate New York. Most importantly I was a nice guy. I wished that Mike would see through that douche and come and be mine. He was all I could think about, every night I dreamed about him coming to me in my bed, only to feel crushed when I awoke from the dream. My heart almost broke when I heard him tell me that he and Eric were together…..but months later they were still together and engaged I tried to get over him.
I had tried really hard to get over Michael Chandler, but no matter how much I tried I would never fully get over him. How could I get over him, when I had spent years falling for him. I thought I could just ignore my feelings and be the good supportive friend, with a strong shoulder to cry on, hoping one day that we could be so much more.
I thought I had done a good job at hiding my feelings and pretending I had accepted the fact that he was with Eric and not me until the night of Michael and Eric’s engagement party when his grandfather called me. How could he know that I still wanted Mike? Michael and Eric didn’t even know, I had told them that I was over Mike and that I had accepted their relationship. I knew in my heart that I could never accept that, but I had to at least realize that they were together.
Thinking about Michael’s hot round ass in those shorts and how much I wanted to slide my dick between those two big glutes of his and fuck the shit out of ass was making me very horny so I raised my hand to ask for permission to go to the bathroom. My request was granted and I jumped up with my planner in hand (acting as a hall-pass). I didn’t mention that the real reason I wanted to go to the bathroom was to beat my meat.
****Scene 4: Jake’s POV*****************************************************
I chose the bathroom that was the least used in the whole school. It was near the art-room and a perfect spot to beat my meat. Once I reached the bathroom of my choice, I ran inside. I pushed open every stall checking for people who were skipping class hiding in the bathroom.
Thankfully for me and my rock hard cock the coast was clear. The bathroom was completely empty. Once I knew the bathroom was empty I walked into the last stall, the one at the far end of the restroom.
Shutting the stall door behind me I undid my belt, letting my jeans fall to the floor. I sat down on the toilet my underwear still on my ass. I pulled my underwear down over my meaty thighs with one hand, using to tug on my throbbing cock.
So there I was all alone in one of the bathrooms at my high school, sitting bare ass on the toilet stool with my hard cock in my hand. Most times when I beat my meat I like to look at naked hunks or watch some hot video of two hunky studs barebacking on Sean Cody. This time however I needed no Sean Cody models to get hard, Mike was ten times hotter and his ass was fresh in my mind
I grabbed hold of my throbbing cock it was dripping precum everywhere from the bulbous cockhead. I gave my sexy fuck stick a little shake holding it in my hand. My cock head smiled at me. Nothing turned me on more than the thought of Michael’s big round bubble ass. I wished more than anything else in all the world to feed Michael my big white cock.
That very thought is exactly what I imagined as I stroked my cock. Thinking about Michael’s lips wrapped around my cock licking it up and down as I shoved it into that beautiful face of his made me hard as a rock.
As I stroked my cock roughly rubbing my hand all over it, squeezing it tightly. Everything about Michael turned me on, he radiated attractiveness. That cute face. Those dazzlingly sky blue eyes of his. Those pecs, those muscles, and don’t even get me started on that fuckable ass of his. His ass was made to be fucked, and I wished that one day I could have that honour.
Closing my eyes I imagined fucking Michael’s ass. Grabbing him by his waist and shoving my cock deep into the insides of his sexy little ass. Thinking about Michael’s ass drove me wild, but it also made me a little jealous, because I knew that Eric’s cock had been inside of him. Something that I wanted. I wanted to know that my cock was inside of Michael’s ass.
“Mmmmmm…mmmmmh…..mmmmrf” I moaned loudly as I jerked my cock with my hand, shoving it into my hand as if I were actually fucking Mike. A guy can dream….
“Ohhhh Yeah, Ohhh Yeah”
While I stroked my cock with one of my hands, I reached around to my backside. Arching my back I felt for my asshole. I stuck a finger up there so that I could enjoy a little anal play. I was no virgin, I had fucked many pussies, and many more asses. That’s why I knew I was gay, because I never felt anything when I fucking girls, I only felt lust.
I fucked many asses, several guys on Harmony High’s football team, the Harmony Hell Cats have taken my cock up the ass. I have yet to get fucked up the ass, partly because I’m a little nervous about taking such a step and partly because I want to wait until I’m with someone I care about. So that it’s not just a booty-call.
“Fuck me” I cried as I jerked my cock roughly with one hand while I fingered my ass with the other.
“Jake?! Jake?!” I heard a voice call out. I froze with my dick still in my hand, I was scared shitless; if there had been a mirror in that stall I would have looked paler then a fucking ghost.
“Jake is that you? Jake?” the voice called again. Wait a minute the voice sounded very familiar. Did I know this guy? Wait a minute it couldn’t be. It was……
“Jake it’s me Eric.” He said “I just came in here to take a shit before lunch, but I see that you are a little busy. “ Eric chuckled to himself.
I heard him walk away from the stall. But before he reached the exit, I called out his name.
“Eric wait! Wait!” I called out still bare ass naked on the toilet with my cock in my hand.
“How did you know it was me in the stall?”
“Jake I know what your voice sounds like. There aren’t that many guys with that deep a voice in this school and plus you always wear those converses.” He laughed.
“I’m going to let you get back to beating your meat!” he laughed. “The guy your thinking about must be smoking hot for you to beat your meat in the middle of the day at school.” He laughed.
Good thing I was inside the stall, because if I wasn’t Eric would have seen my bright red face. I was blushing with embarrassment at being caught with my pants down beating my meat. If Eric only knew that the smoking hot guy that was on my mind was none other than Michael. If only he knew.
As soon as I heard the restroom door shut behind Eric has he left the room, I did what any horny young man would do. I went straight back to beating my meat.
A few minutes after Eric left the restroom I was once more stroking my dick hard while thinking about Michael’s sweet ass. I knew it was wrong to think about Mike like that, when he was involved with Eric. I just couldn’t help it.
I spit a huge amount of saliva on both hands sand grabbed hold of my thick cock with both hands. It was humongous, and even with both my hands wrapped around that white one-eyed monster it was still bare. I spit again this time on to my throbbing cock rubbing my hands all around it. First I stroked the cockhead that was leaking precum wildly down my leg, than the engorged shaft.
As I stroked my cock with my right hand, I grabbed hold of my balls with my left hand. Massage my balls and I’m absolutely helpless in a guy’s hands. My balls we’re big, heavy and sweaty. An All American man.
I stoked my dick harder and harder, pulling on my dick picturing Michael in my mind as I pleasured myself. I went faster causing the fapping sound to increase steadily, getting louder and louder.
“Fap, Fap, Fap, Fap”
“Mmmmm, Mmmmm, mmmmrf” I groaned between Jerks as I pulled on that thick cock of mine.
After thinking about Mike and stroking on my cock has hard as I possibly could as if my life depended on it I felt myself cumming. I let out a long drawn groan “OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
“FUCCCCCCCCK YESSSSSSSSS” I cried as cum fireworks rocketed out of my cock onto my chest.
****Scene 5: Michael’s POV***********************************************
After several hours, and many boring classes later it was finally lunch. When the first lunch bell rang everyone in the group got up and rushed to our favorite table. We had all sat at that very same for a very long time. There were seven of us at our table, the topic of conversation was never boring when we all sat down to eat lunch. The conversations at lunch were never dull, especially when Kaya was there; actually they were quite lively when she was.
I sat with Jake on one side of me, Eric on the other. They had to be kept apart they were mostly frenemies who were cordial because of me. Kayla sat on the other side of Eric. Now that Kayla and Kevin were a couple he sat next to her. Everyone in the group had shipped “Kayvin” together for years and now they were together. I felt like such a proud dad. When they were present Adam and Paul occupied the other side of the table.
This time around we had much to talk about, from my grandfather’s shooting, to Haley being hauled off to jail by two policemen and so on. Everybody was here, even Kevin; who was here this morning when we had all met up.
“Hey Kevin!” I said as I saw him walking hand and hand with Kayla toward the table.
“We thought you weren’t going to show up.” Eric replied as Kevin and Kay sat down.
“You guys know me better than that.” Kevin laughed. “You all know I’d never turn down such a delicious lunch. This food is to die for.”
“Kevin I don’t think you need to die for this food, I’m pretty sure it will kill you on its own.” Eric cried as he laughed to himself.
“I happen to like this food. The pizza here is pretty great.” Jake interjected
“I can’t believe I’m saying this but I agree with Jake.” Eric added
“Guys I got here like a minute ago.” Kevin blurted out.
“Really?” “Kevin you know that’s going to count as an absence right?” Jake quipped. “There goes your perfect attendance.”
“Screw perfect attendance.” Kevin retorted. “I still got straight A’s, one missed day isn’t to change that and more importantly I got Kayla.”
“Awww Kevin you’re so sweet.” Kayla purred as she kissed Kevin on the cheek. He must have liked it because he was soon blushing like a baby. Kevin and Kayla’s relationship didn’t sit well for Christian DeVille, Kayla’s ex; because I saw him glaring at her from across the cafeteria. The whole school must have known by now that Kayla had dumped him….the jock…… for Kevin the nerd.
Kayla must have seen Chris out of the corner of her eye. She just had to. If she did indeed see him, she made no knowledge of it, she ignored him completely.
After lunch, the remaining hours in the school day went by pretty damn fast. Eric offered to give me ride back to my parents’ house since we had rode together to school this morning. I turned him down however, I had to go talk to Haley and I had to speak to her alone.
I walked to the Police Station, it wasn’t too far. I have never walked so much in my life. When I reached the Police station the sun was just going down up in the sky. Walking into the station I noticed that there weren’t that many detectives on duty. I walked right up to the Commissioner’s office and knocked on the door.
She said enter so I did….
“Hello Michael” Commissioner Spencer smiled as she looked up at me, placing some papers marked confidential on them. “What can I help you with?
“Hello Mrs. Spencer.” I replied. “I know it’s kind of late, but I was wondering if I could speak to Haley Macy for a few minutes…..”
“Michael are you sure you want to do that?” Commissioner Spencer said standing up and looking at me such tender concern. “She’s refusing to say anything without a lawyer.”
“Yes I think I need to speak to her”
“Ok very well then.” Commissioner Spencer sighed. “She’s in the interrogation room if you really want to speak to her.”
“Thank you Mrs. Spencer!” I said as I left the room. A few seconds later I was standing inside the interrogation room looking at Haley Macy. She was just has surprised to see me there as I was to be there.
Haley Macy and I had very few things in common, the one thing we did have in common and that was Eric. She had had him once, and I had him now.
“I never thought I would see you here.” She finally said. “You know I have a whole posse of girlfriends, yet not one of them as come to check on me in this place? This ordeal as showed me just how fake all of my so-called friends are.”
“Michael what are you doing here? She asked. “What it wasn’t good enough that you stole my man from me, so now you have to come to gloat too.” Haley snapped.
“Haley I didn’t come here to gloat.” I said taking a deep breath. “I came here so that I could look you in the eye and ask you face to face if you shot my grandfather.”
“So did you.”
“Did I what?”
“Did you shoot my grandfather?”
“Michael how could you think I would do something like that.” Haley gasped. “Yeah I might be angry at both you and Eric for screwing each other’s brains out behind my back…but that doesn’t mean I’m some cold-blooded killer. Michael I’m not evil.”
“Eric and I were not sleeping with each other until after he broke up with you.” I replied. I don’t think it really mattered when Eric and I started having sex, at the end of the day he still left her for me.
“Michael I don’t care when you two started screwing. Eric kept telling me that you two were just friends and then he dumped me and that’s when I knew it was because he wanted to be with you.” She snapped.
“Just because I’m angry doesn’t mean I tried to kill your grandfather. I wouldn’t do that. I don’t even know him personally.”
“So you didn’t try to kill him?”
“God no” Haley gasped. “I’m being framed for this crime!” she screamed at me.
“How are you being framed?” I asked. “The gun the police found on the grounds of my grandparents’ mansion matches the one used to shoot my grandfather. Plus the finger prints on the gun matched your own prints.”
“And to make matters worse the surveillance cameras show you leaving the library. The room where my grandfather was shot a few minutes after it occurred.”
“Haley I want to believe that you couldn’t do this. And that you are innocent, but the evidence is stacking up against you.”
“Michael I’m Innocent!” Haley cried. “I know you know I don’t like you and vice versa but I’m not responsible for this. I’m being framed. I don’t even remember entering the library the night of your engagement.”
“What do you mean?”
“The night of your engagement I went to the bathroom. That damn mansion is so big…I got lost. I wound up in a very unfamiliar area. Suddenly I heard a gunshot, and then another, and another. I followed the noise…..But before I could figure out what that noise was everything went black…..and the next thing I know I’m waking up with a massive headache on one of those coaches in that library.”
“Why didn’t you tell someone about this?” I asked
“Because when I woke up I saw a big red puddle on the floor, and I thought I would get blamed for it. So I left that room at once and joined the rest of you guys downstairs in the living room. It was only when I got downstairs and learned about the shooting when I realized that the puddle was blood….”
“So you didn’t shoot my grandfather?”
“Duhh” Haley retorted. “That’s what I have been trying to tell everyone. But nobody believes me!”