Puppy for Sale

by James Matthews

Chapter 51

Soft Words from a Hard Boy

Trying to walk back to my class I was a quivering, zoned out lump of jelly. I was coming to terms with the fact that I had just lost my virginity and I wondered for brief moments if it was real. I felt amazing. I felt alive, but most of all I felt satisfied. My bottom but a little, but it's was a strange hurt. I'm not sure if it's what ladies felt after having a child. It was almost like a dull satisfying pain, if there exists such a thing. One thing is for sure, the thought of Hunter and what just happened was working like a pain killer, as a smile would not leave my face. I passed a mirror on the wall... I looked like, well... I'd just been fucked. The person staring back at me made me laugh as I carried on to class.

Walking along the quiet corridors I could not stop replaying our encounter in my mind. God, I was now infatuated with him, that much was clear. His image was in my mind, alive, bright and colourful as I replayed our sexual event over and over trying to remember every detail as much as I could.

Since discovering I was into people of the same sex I thought about whom I wanted to end up with. Ok, so it wasn't like I had many people to choose from in the real world, but in my mind... my thoughts, I had this person that I just couldn't image directly, but knew existed. It was always someone strong and powerful. Not just powerful in the physical sense, but in personality as well. Hunter in contrast to Dave was exactly that. Not the whining little boy Dave had turned out to be. I wanted to be dominated, looked after, and defended.

I wanted my Alfa Male!

"Mr Stibbings, just where on earth have you been?" Mr Dawson called to me along the corridor near my next lesson. "Your teacher said you didn't turn up for your class, he and your brother were worried about you."

"Uh...erm, yeah sorry sir, I had problems."

"Problems Jensen, what kind of problems?"

Think quickly Puppy!

"Erm, well, you know, those kind of problems... in the stomach kind of problems. I was in the bathroom, Sir."

"Oh," he said, looking at my lower torso. "You mean you have stomach cramps, yes?"

"Yes sir, that's right, I'm sorry I didn't tell anyone, I just had to get to the toilet quickly you know? Kind of embarrassing really," I declared, probably trying too hard to sound ill.

"Hmm, so do you need to go home?"

"No, no sir, I think I'll be fine."

"Are you sure, your legs are trembling, Jensen."

Yeah that's because I just got the shit fucked out of me in a cupboard, I thought.

"Yeah, just feeling a bit washed out. So I'll be getting to class now then."

"I'll come with you and let your teacher know the circumstances, at least that way he won't penalise you and ask questions in front of the class."

"Thank you sir, that's kind of you."

As we approached the door I tried to lock my eyes on to Steven who immediately glared at me through the glass window. Mr Dawson opened the door and the whole class went quiet looking at me in the process. I felt like a tiny mouse all of a sudden, but then remembered this little slice of embarrassment was worth it seeing as I just got the hottest sex of my life... maybe!

Mr Dawson motioned for Mr Clayton to come outside. "Continue with your assignments class I will be two minutes," my teacher said to the expectant pupils sitting at their desks all still staring right at me. Mr Clayton stepped outside into the empty corridor and closed the door.

"Sir, I-"

"You may be new to the school Jensen, but this better be good!"

"I'll help out here, Mr Clayton... Jensen was indisposed in the boys toilets for a while with stomach cramps and wasn't able to alert anyone. I hope you can overlook his tardiness under the circumstances...the lad is a little bit embarrassed."

"Hmm, well I think I can do that seeing as you have the excuse you do. Thank you Mr Dawson, I'll take it from here. Ok Jensen, into class and take out your books."

"Yes sir, and thank you. I apologise for being so late."

I opened the door and once again the class fell quiet as they studied me like some lab rat, wondering what had been said outside. After all they didn't know why I was late. Steven looked angry and even a little concerned judging by the expression on his face as I sat down next to him.

"Where in holy fuck have you been?" he snarled quietly.

"If I told you, you wouldn't believe me," I replied, leaning back in my chair and smiling dreamily. Steven just stared at me wondering where my new found face of attitude had come from. Right now I didn't care about anything, I felt that relaxed and content. Why? Because I had just had the hottest and most pleasurable experience in my short life, with the hottest guy bar none. Ok, so maybe he wasn't the hottest guy in the school, that award clearly went to a guy I found out to be called Justin King, but still, Hunter was fucking good looking.

"Jensen, are you gonna tell me what is going on?"

"Are you worried, or just being nosy?"

"Both!" He replied, and I knew he wanted to smile at this point. I leant in as close as I could get to Steven's ear.

"How would you say it... I just got my ass pounded proper!" I whispered. Steven's eyes went wide as he turned to look at me. I giggled.

"You mean you... in the school... I mean, here in the... get the fuck out of here!"

"It's true Steven, fucking hell it was amazing, it was just fucking amazing." I whispered, almost laughing.

I wanted to tell him more now I was on a roll but Mr Clayton seemed to have finished talking to Mr Dawson and entered the class again, shutting the door. He scanned the classroom and went to sit at his desk.

"So tell me more," Steven said, making sure Clayton was not watching.

"I don't know what to say, it just happened."

"But where... where could you both do that and not be seen?"

"I dunno, it was some cupboard near the Science rooms. He just pulled me in there and went at me like a crazy person."

"Jensen, did... did he hurt you?"

"If he did it was lost on me, I was too busy enjoying it... Steven he made me feel things I didn't know my body could feel," I said, starting to feel horny again just thinking about what we had done.

"I don't need the graphic details Jensen, just the details."

"Sorry, it was just so cool. It's like I wanna go drag him out of class and ask him to do it again."

Steven laughed, a little lounder then he should have done.

"Mr Chase, is there a problem over there between you and your brother?"

Steven cleared his throat. "Uh, sorry sir, we were just talking about the lesson."

"Well keep it down, you are supposed to be studying."

"Yes sir, sorry sir."

Just as I was walking down the steps of the school's main entrance I saw Hunter standing by the gates talking to some girl. He immediately caught sight of me and gave me the cutest wink, as if telling me he was thinking about what had transpired earlier on. I grinned back like a Cheshire cat before walking over to him.

"Hey Jensen, this is my friend Cassy."

I smiled at the girl who was leaning against the wall. She looked me up and down without any expression, and just continued to chew on her gum while brushing streaks platinum blond hair out of the face being caused by the breeze outside.

"This the one?" she asked, tilting her head in my direction.

"Yeah, aint he cute?" Hunter asked, brushing my cheek with his hand.

"He's blond, HT, you don't like blonds," she remarked to him, a look of mild disgust on her face.

Hunter laughed. "I like this blond though, right Jensen?"

"I guess," I replied, feeling shy all of a sudden.

"Yeah well, I gotta go HT, I'll see you later. Nice to meet you Jeston."

"Uh, it's Jensen," I said, correcting her. She just rolled her eyes and Hunter and I watched while she walked out the gate and down the street.

Hunter turned his attention back to me. "Before you say anything, she is actually really cool, you just gotta get to know her."

"She scares the shit out of me," I said, wearing an unimpressed look.

"Haha, I'll tell her that, she'll love it."

"So uh, how are you... I mean, since?"

"Is this the bit where you wonder if all those rumours about me are true?"

"What rumours?"

"Like, now I've got my way with you I'm gonna to move on to the next person or try and ignore you or something?"

"Actually, I hadn't even thought about it, but now that you mention it... are you?"

Hunter moved towards me putting his hands on my shoulders. Then in full view of anyone who was still in the school yard he planted a soft passionate kiss on my lips before pulling back and smiling."

"I'm not going anywhere, Mister!"

Hearing those words sent a rush of warm, fluffy loveliness through my body making me form a goofy dazed expression. That was until I saw Steven and Dave out of the corner of my eye waiting for me, one looking suicidal and the other looking bored.

I'll let you work out who was who.

"When you two have finished, I would like to get home for dinner some time tonight," Steven barked. Hunter and I looked at each other and must have both gone red.

At least I did.

Steven grabbed hold of my arm and pulled me away from Hunter clearly indicating that we were going. I was still smiling in a dazed like way as I looked back at him grinning at me, or rather Steven's actions.

"Oh... oh Jensen, one sec, I have something for you," Hunter called back to me. I saw Dave roll his eyes as we stopped and I was handed an envelope with my name on it. I studied it before looking up at him.

"What is it?"

"Just something I wrote in class, I think it explains what I haven't had the chance to say."

"Oh, right well thank-"

"Do you enjoy doing this Hunter," Dave cut over me.

"Sorry Dave?" Hunter asked.

"You! Why do you have to keep hanging around us, around me. You do know we have just broken up, it's like you just want to rub my nose in it."

"Dave, he is my boyfriend." Hunter said, innocently.

"And you love the fact he's not mine don't you!" Dave Hissed.

"Dave... what the fuck is wrong with you," I barked, looking at Steven to get a handle on this.

"Dave, C'mon, let's go," Steven suggested. "Jensen, catch us up, ok?"

"Yeah sure."

Steven took hold of Dave and led him away from us, while we both looked on wondering why Dave was being such a brat. I think I actually knew why but didn't want to feel sorry for him because for me, things had moved on.

"He's really got it bad for you it seems," Hunter remarked.

"Thanks for keeping cool, I don't know how you manage it."

Hunter looked on, up towards Dave and Steven, then back at me. "Meh, he's no threat, he's just lovesick, I actually pity him in a way and I don't waste anger on people I pity Jenson."

I just nodded, then sighed. "What am I supposed to do?"

Hunter shrugged. "Beats me, get back with him maybe?"

I was about to launch into what the fuck mode until I saw him smirking at me, indicating he was joking.

"I'm with you, Mister! So, when can I see you again?" I asked.

"You're seeing me right now."

"You know what I mean, its just I don't think I can go the whole weekend without at least getting one of your kisses."

"Aww Jensen, are you saying I kiss well?"

"I won't in case you get a big head, and anyway, what do I know, it's not like I have been exposed to anyone else to find out."

"Hmm, the fact that is true just turns me on."


"The fact you're a virgin, I think that's kinda hot, I love the fact you're inexperienced, it means I can teach you things you never thought possible."

I giggled. "Actually, as from today, I'm no longer a virgin."

"True enough," he grinned. "And I must say, for your first time, you took me like a champ."

"I don't know whether to be insulted or pleased by that comment. Anyway, you don't know how painful that was to start with, I had to grit my teeth I'll have you know."

"Well you hid it well if you were in pain."

"Only because at the same time I was focusing on how fucking hot it was. Having you do what you did was just..." I stopped, just shaking my head and smiling unable to finish what I wanted to say.

"You better get going, they'll be hell to pay otherwise from your Ex-lover," Hunter teased. I just sighed.

"Yeah, I guess. So are you gonna tell me what's in this envelope before I go, I hate surprises."

"Just find somewhere quiet and read it, I'm a straight up kinda guy Jensen, but with that comes the weakness of not being able to express myself very well."

"Oh I don't know, I think you do ok, you should give yourself more credit."

"Just read it, now go home, I'll call you."

"Yes boss."

"Hunter gave me a kiss on the lips and smiled before walking away from me. I watched him go wishing he wasn't before running as fast as I could to catch up with Dave and Steven.

As we went in through the front door Steven attempted to go straight upstairs before all three of us were called into the lounge by Max.

"Shit!" Steven muttered before sheepishly leading through to the room where mum and dad were sitting stony faced.

"Take a seat boys, I think we all need to have a little chat."

We all found a seat and sat in silence while dad got up and went to the window, looking out at nothing I suspected.

"I have to say I could cope with a lot of things from you boys, because at your ages some unconventional things are bound to happen and being a teenager is never an easy time. You are argumentative, stroppy, lazy, inconsiderate and easily led at times, agreed?"

Dad turned round to see our responses. We all nodded in silence but I did wonder why he would start a conversation off like this.

"Puppy, let's start with you. Would you say you were easily led?"

"Uh, hmm, well I guess."

"Dave, what about you?"

"I suppose, sometimes."


"Not really, I make my own mind up most of the time."

Dad chuckled. "You know, even before I asked that question I knew how all of you were going to answer, but there is a problem. The problem seems to be that Jensen and Dave said they would be easily led and you say you wouldn't. So it does beg the question, why I found out from your mother, Steven, that you are in the possession of drugs and the other two aren't."

"Yeah well it was-"

"QUIET!" Dad screamed at Steven, making us all flinch, including mum. "These two I could maybe accept it Steven, they haven't had the exposure to life you have... they could be influenced perhaps, but out of the three of you who do I find out has messed up big time?"

Steven looked at the floor. "Me?"

"Yes Steven, You. Unlike your mother I don't want to know why, or how, or if, all I want to know is you haven't taken this stuff."

"I swear I haven't, dad, I swear it."

"Puppy, Dave, I am only going to ask this once and I want a straight answer. Are either of you involved in this?"

"No Max, I didn't know anything about it until today," Dave responded.


I shook my head.

"Steven, do you owe anybody any money for this, are you in any kind of trouble that needs to be dealt with?"

"No, it came from Billy's brother."

"So we can destroy it?"



Steven looked up at dad. "So, is that it?"

"Yes that's it Steven, but I want you to remember this phrase, once bitten twice shy. In other words, if I EVER find out, or even smell a hint of you doing anything like this again after I have given you a second chance you will see a side of me that will make you wish you had never been born. Now apologise to your mother for making her worry out of her mind and then get out of my sight before I change my view on this."

"I'm really sorry mum,"

"You should be Steven, and just be glad I have let your father handle this. If it were me you would have been grounded for ten years and had your allowance stopped for just as long."

Steven got up and left the room with Dave and I making a run for it as well. I didn't like seeing dad angry and I'm sure Dave didn't either.

Upstairs Dave was laying into me about Hunter and for the moment I was just listening while he got it off his chest. It was pointless arguing with someone like Dave because of how his mind worked. I knew in a way that I should have been a little more discreet in how I went about things with Hunter, but this did all happen a little faster than I expected, but if I was honest, not faster than I wanted. If I was to again, be truthful with myself, I have to admit that I liked Hunter the moment I laid eyes on him; maybe not consciously at first sight, but certainly after sitting with him that morning on my first day at school.

"And another thing, tell him to stop crawling all over you when you are with us, I know he does it to wind me up."

"Dave, I don't think that's the case," I said calmly. "But I will tell him he needs to ease off when you are around. Look, I don't want to upset you any more than it appears I have, but I want to be able to see my boyfriend before and after school."

"Don't say that word when you speak of him, it screws me up!"

"What word?" I asked, raising a brow.

"Fucking boyfriend, why do you have to use that word?"

I sighed, not getting the big issue. "Because that's what he is, perhaps?"

"Guys, guys, can I just step in here. Firstly you both sound like a couple of old nagging women, so shut the fuck up. Secondly, Jensen, I know you are new to all this, but for me... as an outsider looking in, you haven't particularly been considerate with Dave's feelings since you both broke up, which surprises me when I think of the person you were when we first met."

"Are you saying I've changed?"

"He's changing you, that's clear!" Dave answered before Steven had a chance.

I reeled back and frowned. "Is that what you both think... I've changed?"

"A little, I guess," Steven declared.

"Look, I know it's probably hard for you to both understand, but from where I came from life was within a building, and now just because I am finding out what the outside world is like you think that's a bad thing? Maybe I should just continue to lock myself away and carry on like I'm still at Greenstone, would that make you guys happy?"

"No one is saying that dickhead, chill out."

"Well that's what it feels like. I am sorry we are no longer together Dave I really am, but you know the reasons why, and you need to get over that. I am also sorry that I happened to find someone else so quickly after we broke up, I didn't plan it. What I'm not sorry for is trying to make the most of my life now that I have the freedom to do that. Yes you are right, I don't feel like the drugged up scared little boy I was when I first got here, but to be frank, I'm glad I'm not, because that was a shit existence when I look back."

"Have you finished?" Steven barked.

"Yes... yes, I have."

"Good, so shut up and listen... in fact, both of you listen. Dave, Jensen is with Hunter, that's a fact that is not going to go away and in a way Jensen is right, you need to get over that. Jensen, while Dave is dealing with this you need to make room for him to do that, and if it means Hunter and you not slobbering over each other while Dave is around then maybe that would be a compromise you would consider."

"Ok, I accept that, no problem," I said. "But I want something too. Dave, whatever your feelings towards Hunter I want you to stop badmouthing him in front of me. Firstly because I don't want to hear you say those things about him and second I don't think it's fair to keep blaming him because you and I broke up. As I said to you from the very start he did not play a part in that happening."

"Whatever Jensen, but I still don't like him."

"Why? Because he's with me, or because he's not with you... or is it because I'm not with you and he is."

"Pfft, I don't want him; he's not my type at all."

"Hmm, so the other two options then... well like I said, I can't help the reality of what has happened."

"Ok guys, let's cut the bullshit now and stick to what we agreed."

"Fine with me," I huffed.

Locked in the bathroom I pulled the folded envelope out of my trouser pocket and pushed my thumb under the seal, ripping it open. With my heart rate elevated in anticipation I slowly took out the single sheet of white pre-lined paper and unfolded it. It was then I saw the first glimpse of Hunter's handwriting, greeting me with the words, Dear Jensen.

I sat down on the floor and studied the letter from the top, starting to view the writing on the page.

Dear Jensen,

When I see you every day there are so many thoughts and feelings that rush through my head but I never have the words and the courage to tell them to you. I hope the following poem I daydreamed up goes a little way to express how you make me feel every one of those days.

The stars outside my window lean down to kiss you

And each night I lie awake and miss you
So pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere
And I'll try not to shed a tear
Even though I'll doze off soundly
I'll miss your arms around me
And in my dreams I'll cry you're not near
'Cause I always wish you were here
I'll watch the night turn light blue
But it's not the same without you
Because it takes two to whisper quietly
The silence isn't so bad
'Til I look at my hands and feel sad
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly
I'll find repose in new ways
Though I haven't slept in two days
Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone
But drenched in vanilla twilight
I'll sit on the front porch all night
Waist deep in thought because when
I think of you I don't feel so alone
As many times as I blink
I'll think of you tonight
When your blue eyes get brighter
And heavy thoughts grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again
And I'll forget the world that I knew
But I swear I won't ever leave you
Oh if my voice could reach you now
I'd whisper in your ear,
Oh Jensen I so wish you were here
Yours, H

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