Ahem.

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AU Trickyfish, anyone? I have a boarding school kink, but really, I'll take anything. Thanks!!

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Harris Academy

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Lance was the guy you went to if you needed anything. It wasn’t always that way, but the guy before him had graduated and left for college. Lance had stepped in before anyone else. He liked to think that his parents would be proud of him for his business acumen, but he never told them. Today he was making his rounds, checking on his supply routes and taking orders from his classmates.

Harris Academy wasn’t the best boarding school in Pennsylvania, but it had a good reputation and was reasonably priced. Lance had been coming here for years. Some of his classmates had entered at high school level. Usually these were the troublemakers, the kids whose parents had enough of them and finally sent them away to be someone else’s problem. The one thing the school was not known for was taking new students in during the school year.

Lance was surprised when he saw a new student in the admissions office. The academy was small enough that new students stuck out like sore thumbs. Quickening he pace, he hoped he wouldn’t be drafted into playing tour guide for the new kid. All he could tell about the guy so far was that he was short, slightly stocky, he had dark, dark hair and he was being seriously lectured by the Dean.

“Mr. Bass, please come here. This is Mr. Kirkpatrick, a new student to Harris Academy. Please show him around and help him find his dorm room. Thank you.”

“Yes, sir,” Lance answered sharply. When the other boy turned around, Lance sighed. He had the most beautiful eyes Lance had ever seen. If the eyes were a window into the soul, Chris’ soul was deep, dark and sexy as hell.

Chris turned to follow him, when the Dean spoke again. “Mr. Kirkpatrick. You are to wait until you are excused, then you are to respond, ‘yes, sir’. Is that clear?”

“Yes, sir,” Chris nodded, snapping his right hand up in a salute and clicking his heels together before following Lance into the hallway.

Lance grinned. “How did you manage to get dumped here in the middle of the school year?”

“Would you believe I was so disruptive at my school that the other parents actually held fund raisers to send me away? These people collected enough money to send me here, pay my tuition and even bought me clothes and everything else I needed. We could never have afforded this place. They told my mom it was a scholarship. She was thrilled and said it was a great opportunity for me.”

Lance walked briskly across the grounds, heading toward the dorms. “What do you do that is so disruptive?”

“Usual stuff. And they don’t like that I have tattoos. The Dean already warned me to keep them covered at all times.”

“I’d love to see them sometime.”

Chris smirked at Lance. “You just may get your chance.”

When Lance stopped at a dorm room door, Chris dropped his hand to the small of Lance’s back and stood so close that Lance could feel Chris’ warm breath on his neck. He felt something spark deep within him as he turned the knob.

Chris stayed right behind him, then leaned to whisper in his ear. “They wanted me out because I like boys,” he admitted.

Lance froze as he felt Chris reach around for his tie, tugging it to lead him over to the bed. “Do you like boys, Lance?”

Settling onto the mattress, Lance looked up at Chris. A fire burned in his eyes. Lance nodded as Chris began to tug off his own tie, then his shirt. Reaching an arm forward, he displayed the tattoo on his forearm. Lance couldn’t resist bending forward and licking the skin, as if he thought tattooed skin would taste different. Closing his eyes, he savored the flavor of Chris’ arm and allowed Chris to push his shirt off. When Lance laid down on the bed, he pulled Chris down on top of him.

His cock throbbed as he felt their chests touch. Chris’ skin burned against his so hot that Lance was afraid they would combust. Their lips meeting only fanned the flames as Lance’s arms drifted around Chris’ back. Lance had kissed boys before, but only in that chaste, just-testing-things-out, way. It had never felt so hot and wet. And Chris humping against his leg was definitely drawing his dick’s attention. Taking notice, Chris slipped his hand into Lance’s pants and began to stroke him as he sucked on Lance’s lower lip.

Lance smiled, thinking he’d probably be learning a lot from Chris this semester.

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mmmm! trickyfish boarding school slash! yay! thank you! very nice.

[jaciesplace.livejournal.com]

You're welcome, I was hoping you'd like it!
Thanks for your continued support! :)

Re: Harris Academy

[lincolnkw.livejournal.com]

Oh, nicely done.

That school is in so much trouble now

Re: Harris Academy

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Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed it.

I figured Chris would most likely go to a boarding school with the initials HA (just for laughs). If he went to a University, I'd imagine it would have the initials FU. LOL

Re: Harris Academy

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that was great! and I love that he goes to HA. Love!

Re: Harris Academy

[jaciesplace.livejournal.com]

Thanks! I'm glad you liked it! :)