The Secret Life Of Guy Germaine

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Warning! Contains slash!

The Secret Life Of Guy Germaine.

Prologue.

"I vant to have ze sex vith you."

Guy Germaine could not speak; he could only do a rather good impression of a goldfish, stare open mouthed at the tall boy looking down at him. The one who had just spoken, the one that had just dropped the bombshell.

"Wh-What did you say?" he finally stuttered out. He must have misheard his friend, his secret friend. They'd met on the fifth day of the games, supposed enemies in a very competitive competition. It had been half an hour before the curfew and Guy had been pumping weights in the gym when Gunnar Stahl and Olaf Sanderson entered; ready to do their own workout. He couldn't help but stare; both boys were beautiful in every sense of the word. Guy Germaine had been Bisexual since he'd hit puberty and he wasn't afraid of it or ashamed of it. And instead of being distant that first meeting they'd struck up a friendship, forgetting the games and just working out together in the evenings. But now this.

"I vant to have ze sex with you," Gunnar repeated with a flirtatious smile. They were in the gym as usual, the only ones there. "Olaf does too." The blond standing beside Gunnar nodded, a hand reaching out to brush through Guy's floppy hair. Guy continued to stare, his eyes flicking between the two older boys. They were seventeen to his fifteen after all, much more in tune with the ways of the world. "Vat is your answer? If it's no that's ok, we just be friends. But ve talked and decided to ask, maybe you say yes."

"We can teach you plenty," Olaf's hand moved to stroke Guys neck and he couldn't stop a violent shiver running through his body. "Vat you say?"

"I've never…not even with Connie…" Ah, Connie. Guy's girlfriend of three years who had broken up with him just before the competition began. To hook up with Dwayne of all people, Dwayne! Ah well, if that's what she wanted that's what she wanted. It had been one of the reasons Guy had been open to this new friendship at the start. "I'm a…"

"A virgin?" Olaf sounded surprised, "A good looking guy like you?"

"Yes. Sorry." A red blush stained his cheeks and he looked down at his feet…only to have his head pulled up by a gentle hand on his chin.

"It is not bad thing, it is good thing, a nice thing," Gunnar said softly as he leaned in close, "I kiss you now." And he did, just like that. His warm lips pressed against Guy's dry ones and oh did it feel good! Guy allowed himself to be pulled against the strong body before him, tilting his head up into the kiss. Gunnars hand left his chin and Guy felt both of his strong hands on his arse, pulling their hips together. Guy was embarrassed by how loud his moan was. And then there were hands on his chest, a body pressed against his back and lips on his neck,

"I think he likes it."

"Do you have an answer yet Guy Germaine?" Gunnar asked against Guy's lips. The hands on his chest were squeezing gently and he gave a gasp as Olaf bit down lightly on his neck.

"Yes!" Guy's blush returned at his cry.

"Is that a yes, yes or a yes, you have an answer?" Olaf asked with a smile.

"It's a yes," Guy moaned, his hand grabbing Gunnar by his neck, pulling him into another kiss, "Yes, please…" Almost immediately the kisses intensified, the hands on his body held on harder and he found himself actually being lifted off his feet by the pair of them, his legs being guided around Gunnars waist. And then he was being carried to the gyms changing rooms and there his "education" began…

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A/N More to come soon.