Who could have imagined it?

It’s been 5 years since I graduated high school and I certainly wanted nothing to do with my class after graduation; I hated most of them except of course the few people I hung out with and called my friends. But even then, I didn’t want to see them either. I was happy out in the world making other friends and worrying about other things. Most of my schoolmates had moved out of town, anyway, or so I heard. Not that I cared much.

The reason I disliked my old classmates so much, aside from them being annoying as fuck, they were very critical of me, to the point the bullied me. The reason? I was openly gay. Well, I was basically outed by someone I thought was my friend, and that made my high school years a drag. Coming from such a small town where everybody knew everybody, rumours flew by the entire town. Not to mention people here are quite close-minded. So you can guess my high school was rather terrible. I’m past all that and I am more mature now, so the comments of people don’t really bother me.

It’s lonely living in this little town, though. Because it seems like I am the only gay person in the entire place. I plan on moving away once I graduate so I will have better chances of having a job and meeting people with more open mindsets. Little did I know that my life in the little boring town was about to change for the better, much better, completely unexpected.

One day, working part-time at my usual job in a coffee shop, being almost done with my shift, I saw one of the guys who bullied me the most come in. His name was Mark, and I had heard he moved out with his family. What the heck was he doing back in town?! The worst part of it all: he recognized me when he saw me behind the desk. He came right up to me with a smile I had never seen him have. He got much cuter after graduation, it seemed, or maybe I had never noticed his charming green eyes.

“Jacob, it’s been so long since I last saw you!” He said, with unusual eagerness. Ignoring how much you made me miserable in high school, are you? The nerve of it all… I had nothing to do but to reply. “Certainly. May I take your order?” I figured I could use the old “I’m working” strategy to ignore his chit chat. “Sure, serve me a strong black coffee. Can we sit down for a chat?” He asked, still smiling. “I am working right now…” I said, and before I could say anything else, my manager interrupted. “Well, your shift is almost over and we have not many clients so you may as well take a few minutes off, it’s on me”. What was the world coming to? There was never a better moment for me to be chained to work.

“Fine” I said, handling his coffee to Mark them going to sit down with him on a table. “How have you been? My family and I just moved back to town and I was shocked to see everybody from school moved away, but you’re here” he said, with a slight tone of relief. “Yeah, I have been good, studying here so I didn’t move out.” I said indifferently and I think this time he caught my vibe. “Oh” he said, taking a sip of his coffee. “I’m sorry about what I did back in high school. I guess sometimes we don’t really know what we’re doing” he said honestly. “I forgive you” I said, indifferently again.

“You must still hate me” he said, then finished his coffee. “Not quite so” I said, now looking at him. “But it was certainly a terrible experience” I added. “I’ll make it up to you” he said. “Let’s go have dinner tonight. I’ll pay; I miss the town’s burgers. What do you think?” He asked, with a slight spark in his eyes. What even was happening? My bully was asking me out? Friendly way, I guess.

“Sure, I guess. We can have dinner together” I said, looking at him in the eyes quickly. “Awesome so, I’ll pick you up at your place later.” He said, then stood up and left the shop. I went back to my position and worked until my shift was over. After I left the coffee shop, I walked home. I was thinking a lot. Was I really going to have a dinner date with my bully? One of the people I hated the most back in high school? This was truly a turn off events. But who knows, maybe we can be friends now.

As soon as I got home, Mark was already calling me. How did he know? “I’m going to pick you up now” he said, then hung up. I had little time to change my clothes and get ready. As soon as I was ready, it was like Mark was a psychic. He was outside of my house, making my phone buzz with texts. I ran out and got into his car, and got entranced by the sweet smell coming from inside it. “Let’s go to the drive through” he said. “You look good” he said, and I looked away so he would see me blush. He looked good and smelt too good. “Thanks. You do too, I like your cologne” I said shyly. He laughed then drove away.

We ordered on the drive through like he said then he parked his car on the parking lot of the restaurant. We ate and talked and I was able to notice how much nicer he had become. “I am truly sorry for the distress I caused you. I guess when I saw you at the shop I got filled with nostalgia and wanted to talk to you” he confessed, finishing his burger. “It’s fine. I guess we’re good now” I said, finishing my drink. “Now what?” I asked, since we had finished eating.

We stayed silent for a bit and then he turned to see me. I turned right away and he looked a bit puzzled. “Is there something wrong?” I asked, then he gently grabbed my face and kissed me. I was absolutely in shock. He let me go, then looked away. “Woah” I said, and that was all I could think of saying. “I’m sorry I’ll drive you back home” he said, looking for his car keys. “Hey it’s okay, what was that about?” I asked sincerely. “I just wanted to know…” he said, looking down. “Don’t tell anybody” he added. “What do you want to know?” I asked and caught him off guard. “What is it to be with a guy, I mean, I have been with countless girls but it has never been satisfying.” He confessed. I was intrigued.

“Well, I am not an expert, but I guess I could help you” I said, then held his face gently. He was in awe, and let me kiss him softly. He grabbed my hand and moved it to his crotch slowly, he was hard. “You’re making me hard” he said, pausing the kissing. “Same here” I confessed, and that made him even harder. I unzipped his jeans slowly to take his cock out, and he didn’t stop me. I bent down slowly to suck it, and he let out a soft moan of pleasure.

“That is good” he said, caressing my hair. He came quicker than I thought he would, probably got him too horny. I swallowed the load. “Do you just swallow it like that?” He asked in surprise. “Yeah, it tastes like nothing” I said with a smile, then proceed to unzip my pants. “Want a taste?” I asked him with a naughty smile. He bent down without saying a word and swallowed my penis whole, deepthroating it like I never imagined he would. He sucked with passion, and after a few moments he had me coming. He flinched a bit when I came into his mouth, but swallowed regardless. He got up, looked at me into my eyes then kissed me deeply.

“Can we have another date tomorrow?” He asked, putting his dick back in his pants. “Sure thing” I said, laughing.