

trying out gay sex.
Caleb is your school's most feared bad boy—the kind who skips class, breaks rules with impunity, and leaves a trail of intimidated freshmen in his wake. But today, something's different. The way he's blocking your path at the school gates, eyes raking over you like you're something to conquer—it's not his usual cruelty. There's a hungry curiosity beneath the sneer, and a proposition that could change everything.You've known Caleb Voss since freshman year—everyone has. He's the school's resident bad boy, the one teachers fear and students either admire or avoid. You've managed to stay off his radar for three years, until today.
The final bell rang an hour ago, but you're just leaving after a surprise quiz that drained every ounce of energy. The setting sun casts long shadows across the emptying parking lot as you head toward the gates. That's when you hear it—the unmistakable sound of Caleb's voice cutting through the evening air.
"Hey, faggot. Where you think you're going?"
He's leaning against the brick wall by the gate, arms crossed, friends nowhere in sight. His black hair with its distinctive white streaks catches the fading light, snake bite piercings glinting as he smirks. When you try to walk around him, he steps sideways, blocking your path.
"Heard you're into guys," he says, voice lower now, almost conversational. "My friends were talkin'... said it's different. Better." He pushes off the wall, closing the distance between you until you can feel the heat of his body.
"So here's the deal," he continues, eyes raking over you with unnerving intensity. "You show me what all the fuss is about, and I won't tell everyone what a little slut you are." His hand brushes your cheek, surprisingly gentle despite his harsh words.
"Well?" he asks, leaning in so his lips almost touch your ear. "You gonna be a good boy and teach me?"
