Reinvented

'Even with Brett's help, I'm still clueless...' Stephen thought as Brett explained the formula.

"...And following that should give you X!" Brett said looking at Stephen. "You weren't even listening, were ya?" Brett sighed.

"W-What? Oh... no no, i'm sorry... I just..."

"its OK... I get it, it seems daunting... here, gimme your phone for a sec." Brett said. Stephen put his passcode in and handed his phone to Brett.

"There... I put my number in there so if you ever need help... you can call me... or something..." Brett said turning a light shade of red.

"Thanks..." Stephen said blushing. "Hey... uh.... you wanna hang out some time?" Stephen asked shyly. Brett couldn't believe his ears.

"Y-Yes! I mean uh... yeah... I'd like that..." Brett said hardly containing his excitement; he shivered in his seat.

'OMG I'm hanging out with Stephen Marsh!!'

"Cool! you wanna hang after school or something?"

"S-Sure! I'll text you when I get home... M-Maybe you can come over..." Brett turned his head and blushed.

"I'm over here, dude!" Stephen laughed. Brett blushed as his eyes met Stephen's. The school bell took them out of their daze. "So... I'll see ya tonight?" Stephen said giving him a smile.

"Y-Yeah, Bro! I'll see ya..." Brett said watching his dream boy pick up his things and walk away. Brett sighed. 'Ugh... I'm so awkward...' He thought as he looked back to his homework.

He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket; looking around to see if the teacher was paying attention, he took it out and noticed a text from Monica.

"How did it go?"

"Fine, Why?" He responded.

"Just wondering. He there with u?" She typed.

"Just left. Omg Mon' He's perfect!!!!!"

"just don't go creaming your pants, B. lol" She joked; Brett blushed and looked around somehow thinking people could read his texts.

"Not funny lol." He replied; putting his phone back in his pocket.

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 "I'm not bullshitting you, dude! Monica saw me and she smiled at me! She's totally into me!!" Ben said full of butterflies in his stomach. Stephen rolled his eyes.

 "It's just a smile, dude. Don't read so much into it."

"Quit being a cynical asshole, Steve... I... I really like her!" Ben blushed.

"I'm not being cynical... I just dont want you to get your hopes up just so they can be shattered. Besides, She's dating that football dude; Donovan or whatever his name is..." Stephen  said with a slight frown.

"Well, you dont need to say 'Don't read into it.'" Ben mocked getting irritated.

"I just think--"

"OK, Bro. I just wanted to keep you grounded like a good friend but if you want to put all your faith into the possibility she might be into you, go ahead." Stephen yelled impatiently.

"Look, I'm sorry... I just have a lot on my mind right now..." Stephen confessed.

"It's OK, Bro. C'mon, lets get to lunch." Ben offered; Stephen followed quietly.

Sitting down at a table, Ben and Stephen continue their usual conversations when Monica and Brett join them. Stephen noticed Ben tighten up as Monica sad right next to him: Brett sitting closer to Stephen.

"H-Hi, Monica..." Ben blushed, diverting his green eyes to his food. "Hey, Ben! I never asked you how your summer was."

"It was OK..."

"Do anything exciting? Monica added.

"N-Not really, just helped my father around the farm is all..." Ben said quietly, Stephen snickered at Brett who gave him a smirk as they watch Ben try to handle the situation.

Monica felt her phone vibrate again. Scowling, she checked the screen.

"Everything ok, Monica?" Stephen asked.

"Ugh, just Jake again. God, he needs to give me some space. He's getting overbearing really quickly..." She said typing something on the screen.

"Well, maybe its just First-Day Syndrome. Perhaps he's stressed?" Ben asked nervously.

"No." Monica replied. "I don't know what it could be... he was pretty distant this summer, not returning my texts or anything... but now its almost reversed. I am hugely confused..."

Stephen tried to pay attention to Monica, but his attention lay on Craig who had just sat down at the table across from them. He couldn't take his eyes off of the boy. He watched as Craig laughed with his friends, showing off his beautiful smile. Stephen sighed; his chest tightening once again.

"Earth to Stephen!" Monica waved, trying to get Stephen's attention.

"Huh? ...What?" Stephen finally shook himself out of his trance.

"Well, if you were listening, you'd know!" Monica giggled.

Stephen notices Brett as he giggled lightly. Unbeknownst to Stephen, just as he couldn't keep his eyes off of Craig, Brett can't keep his eyes off of Stephen.

"Alright guys, I gotta get to class." Stephen said packing up his lunch and grabbed his backpack.

"See ya!" Ben said waiving to his friend.

Brett watched him get up and leave; his heart longed to follow him and be close to him. Brett's mind playing daydreams over and over of him in Stephen's arms, laying in Stephen's bed, planting kisses on his lips. He sighed deeply as Stephen disappears.

"You're in love with him, aren't you?" Monica teased. Brett nearly shot out of his seat, knowing Stephen's best friend was still at the table. He looked over, seeing Ben's mouth agape, dropping his fork.

"Oh, Shit..." Monica whispered.

"Ben..." Brett began. "I..."

"I get it, man. I dont give a shit who you like, it's none of my business..." Ben recovered after the initial shock.

'I never thought Brett was gay...' He thought.

"W-Well.... I don't really know what to say..." Brett said.

"There's nothing to say, dude. I mean, If we're going to be truthful and shit..." He said turning to Monica; his throught beginning to tighten. "I... really like you, Monica...." He finally said with a shaky voice. It felt like a weight was lifted off of his shoulders; he scanned Monica's face, but all he saw was a smile.

"Thanks, Ben! I like you too!" She said pecking Ben on the cheek, Startling him into nothing but smiles.

"Ugh! Get a room!" Brett laughed.

"Go chase after your boyfriend!" Monica replied causing Brett to blush.

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Stephen meandered through the halls on his way to his last class; hearing girls still try to get his attention. He passed the bathroom, getting chills as the events of earlier flashed back in his vision; he couldn't help but get choked up thinking about it. Eric has been bullying him for years because of his weight, but now that he has lost it, he doesn't know where to go from here. Rubbing his head in confusion, he vowed that if Eric tries to hurt him again, he will make a stand.

'I dont wanna be scared anymore...' he thought.

Trying to get the thoughts out of his head, his mind went to Brett; he noticed how Brett looked at him. With a twinkle in his eye, and slight pink in his cheeks. He had a feeling about Brett, he liked him a lot. With beautiful eyes, his hair complimenting his eyes, the boyish smile, and slim body. He felt himself getting hard, he needed to get out of here.

'Maybe I should just do it.... He's cute, and I'm definitely not into girls so why am I being such a baby?!' he thought.

Getting to class, Brett wouldn't leave his thoughts, he was so distracted by him all of a sudden; not being able to focus, he played with his phone under the table until the final bell rang. His first thought was hanging out with Brett.

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"I'm home!" Stephen announced to a seemingly empty house.

'Strange...' He thought; he could have sworn he saw his older sister's car in the driveway.

"In here, dickface!" Heather said from the kitchen with a laugh. Stephen smiled and made his way into the kitchen, finding her at the stove. Stephen came up from behind her and put his head on her shoulder.

"Whatcha doin'?" He asked.

"Making food, dumbass!" She laughed.

"Yeah, Yeah... Where's mom?"

"Still at work, she's staying late again..." Heather sighed.

"Alright, I'll get out of your way."

"'Bout damn time!" She teased as Stephen headed upstairs to his room. Closing the door and flopping down on his bed; Sighing in relaxation. His thoughts went to Brett again.

'God, he's so cute...'

Stephen's mind filled with Brett, the lithe body on top of him; kissing his neck.

'Ohhh... Brett...' He sighed as he rubbed his cock through his khaki pants.

Unbuttoning his pants, his cock flopped onto his stomach, precum leaking.

The thought of Brett kissing down his body made his cock throb; grabbing his cock, manipulating the head as he pictured Brett's green eyes peering back at him as his mouth touched the tip of Stephen's cock.

'"Ohh god!" Brett whispered as cum shot out of his thick tool and onto his chest. Vibration woke him out of his post-orgasm trance. He wiped away the cum and tucked his softening member back into his khakis. It was a text from Brett.

"Hey, Stephen! I'm home if u still wanna hang lol" The text read.

"Ya bro! I'm on my way! Where's ur address?" He wrote back. Brett gave him his address and Stephen got ready to leave.