Empty Classroom

The final story involving Derek and I. There’s a few more things that I could write about the two of us but there’s two reasons that I don’t feel like doing that; one being that I don’t think they’re interesting and the other is that they would be too short to be any good. So what I’m planning on doing is starting another series of stories after I’ve completed this one, probably about a friend called James.

People have been complaining and negatively rating lately, so I feel like I should probably say this before I continue the story. Included in this story are themes of homosexuality, young love and sex. All characters involved, sexually, are under the age of 16 and are both male. If you’re not interested then instead of reading and then negatively rating, just don’t read and leave now. Thank you.

This story takes place two years after the previous story. I was now 14 and Derek, almost 17. Nothing much had happened between us in that time, the odd blowjob here and there, once or twice venturing to have sex. I’d never had a proper relationship with anyone other than Derek; so I considered him a great friend and a sexual partner – Derek however had developed feelings for other people, male and female. It seemed that he was moving on through life, whether or not he cared that he was leaving me behind; longing to be with him in ways that I didn’t even understand.

School had barely changed in those two years, I’d moved up to year 10 and Derek was in sixth form. We still spoke to eachother if we met in the corridor or passed at break but we no longer met up and talked just to eachother. We’d both moved on and made new friends, only mine weren’t really friends. More like companions that I used to take my mind off of Derek. I tried to make it obvious to him that I wanted to be with him but I don’t know if he was just not interested or if he really didn’t pick up on how I felt. Either way we both shared our feelings and other things a few weeks before the end of the school term.

Life was boring for me now, I had nothing to do outside of school other than play video games and read. School provided a constant stream of homework and distractions from my miserable life but even that would expire when school finished for summer in a week. All that was left was the week coming and the week after then I’d be alone for 6 whole weeks, with nobody but my parents for summer, it was back to how it was before I’d even met Derek.

It wasn’t until Thursday, the night before the last day of term, that Derek and I actually talked to eachother properly.