Tony couldn't keep his eyes off Clay as he helped him wash his car. Usually Tony was able to contain his emotions and feelings for Clay but he had finally gotten over Hannah and Tony's feelings have been bubbling up to the surface.

At the moment Clay was bent over the hood of his car, his butt in full view and Tony was beginning to lose control over himself. He was getting horny and he honestly wanted to fuck Clay right then and there but...he couldn't. So the erection he was getting in his jeans was becoming really painful and he needed a release.

Tony knelt down and began washing the rims on the wheels. He found it hard not to look at Clay especially when he was now leaning over in the driver's seat, wiping down the dash board. Tony could only imagine how tight he'd be when he--

"Hey Tony?" Clay suddenly said, interrupting his stupor.

Tony glanced up and saw that Clay was now bent over in the back seat wiping down the back of the passenger seat. Tony leaned back a bit and noticed the form of Clay's ass. "What?"

"Do you ever wonder what it's like?" Clay started. "Being in love?"

Tony frowned at his question. He had wondered what it was like for a long time before he met Clay. But now he knew what it was like. The love of his life was bent over in a seat right now inside his car.

"I used to," Tony started. "But then I found it."

Clay moves out of the car and looks down at Tony. "Brad?"

"God no! We broke up months ago." Tony says. "Remember?"

Clay nods. "Yeah. Sorry."

Tony just laughed and shook his head before resuming his task of washing the rims. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Clay walk around him and bend over the back of the car, to wash the rear window.

"Maldiciòn, su culo es grande." Tony muttered in Spanish. He finished the rim and stood up, his erection becoming more uncomfortable as it grew. He glanced at Clay before tossing his sponge in the bucket. "I'll be right back. Give me fifteen minutes."

Clay looked up. "Okay."

Tony rushed to the bathroom and closed and locked the door. He pulled his pamts and boxer briefs down sat on the toilet. He gasped his shaft and began pumping up and down, thinking about nothing but Clay and what it would be like to fuck him. Tony continued to jack himself off, quietly moaning Clay's name. He even began to thrust into his own hand.

Tony began to reach his high and he went faster before he slowed to a crawl and he stopped, standing up. He flipped the lid of the toilet and continued to go. He finally came into the toilet; it was a good idea because there was less mess to clean up.

Tony cleaned up and buckled his pants back up before he went back outside. Clay was spraying down the car to rinse the soap buds off.

"Thanks for finishing, Clay." Tony thanked him.

"No problem. Anytime you need anything Tony just let me know and I'll be here." Clay said.

Tony smiled. Anytime he needed anything? He thought about it and came to the conclusion that as much as he wanted it, he couldn't take advantage of Clay like that.

"Alright let's get you home."

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The next day at school Clay was approached by Zach Dempsey, star basketball player of Crestmont High School. Clay tried his best to avoid him- his best being walking into the boys bathroom. And of course Zach followed him. But what worried him was the fact Zach locked the door so no one could get in...or no one could get out.

"Zach what do you want?" Clay demanded turning around.

Zach smiled and came closer to Clay, who slowly backed away from him until his back hit the wall behind him. Zach was standing over him and Clay felt his heart pounding against his chest.

"Zach?" Clay's voice came out high and squeaky.

Zach dipped his head and smashed his lips to Clay's. Clay froze unsure of what to do but he was mainly in shock. Zachary Dempsey was kissing him. Clay liked it but he wished it was a certain Spanish guy who was kissing him.

Zach placed his hands on Clay's back and began to slide one his hands under his shirt and the other groped his ass. Clay started to push on his chest but Zach wasn't budging. Instead he pushed Clay back roughly against the wall and he kissed him more roughly. Clay placed his hands on Zach's chest and gave one big shove that knocked him backwards.

Clay rushed past him to the door and fumbled with the lock. Zach stormed over to him and grabbed him from behind. Clay fought to get away from him and Zach fought to keep his hold on him.

Zach threw him against the sink but Clay kicked Zach in the shin and sprinted for the door again. Zach grabbed Clay's ankle and tripped him. Clay fell, hitting his head on the sink counter on the way down, unconscious before he hit the floor.

Zach stood up and stared down at Clay, who was definitely out like a light. He was horrified by what he had just done. Zach hadn't meant to hurt Clay, he really hadn't.

The bathroom door flew open and Zach looked up, horrified when he saw Tony and Mr. Porter. Tony glanced down at the floor and saw Clay. Angry he looked back up.

"What the fuck did you do to him?" Tony demanded.

Zach held his hands up in surrender. "I-I didn't mean to. It was an accident."

Mr. Porter walked in and knelt beside Clay, checking his pulse. Tony stepped up to Zach. "What the fuck did you do?"

Mr. Porter made a face but said, "Tony take Clay to the nurse. I'll deal with Zach."

Tony picked Clay up bridal style and carried him out of the bathroom and down the hall to the nurse's office. By the time he set him on the bed Clay was already beginning to awaken.

"Tony?" Clay said.

"What is it? What happened?" Tony demanded.

"Zach kissed me. I tried to get away and he tripped me." Clay said. "He wouldn't let me go."

Tony grabbed Clay and pulled him into a hug. "I'm sorry I wasn't there."

Clay just smiled and hugged him back. He was happy to just be in his arms. Clay had feelings for Tony even if he didn't show it. And he was happy that he could just rest in Tony's arms.

"Thank you Tony."

Maldiciòn, su culo es grande

Translation: "Damn, your ass is big".