48. Under Surveillance
Anderson didn’t know how to feel, being saved by Carl from a dreadful situation.
Each major occurrence at Beale Crest made him even more convinced that Carl had lied to him that night, saying he was not more than just a fuck buddy. Why did he keep interfering and trying to make things right for him then?
He sighed, closed his locker and his heart jumped to his throat when he saw Jason standing right next to him. He clutched his chest and heaved a sigh of relief, “For fuck’s sake, Jason! You almost gave me a bloody heart attack!” he exclaimed and pushed his glasses up his nostrils.
Jason stared at the floor solemnly, then shook his head. “For fuck’s sake, man,” he drawled miserably and waddled past Anderson.
Curious, Anderson followed him, “What’s the matter, Jason?” he asked, “and why are you strolling like a fucking turtle.”
Jason stopped, pumped his mouth full of air and allowed it trickle out slowly. He squinted up at a wall and Anderson’s eyes followed his. There was an awkward silence between both guys in the midst of the boisterous hallway.
“What the hell are we looking at?” Anderson whispered impatiently.
Carl shrugged his broad shoulders, “I have no idea either,” he replied frankly, “but there is bad news.”
Anderson’s eyes widened and he followed Jason again when he began walking, “Bad news? What’s the bad news?”
Jason’s eyes narrowed, “A guy, you won’t know him, he’s a chronic smoker. Got called into Mr. Jenkin’s office this morning.” He suddenly grabbed Anderson’s arm and pulled him into a class room. “He got handed a two weeks’ suspension for smoking in the school’s premises.”
Anderson’s eyes flickered with surprise, “What? I thought smoking was allowed? Isn’t that why you smoke so freely?” he asked, glaring at Jason. “Isn’t it, Jason?” he demanded.
Jason shook his head ruefully, “No, Anderson. It’s strictly prohibited here at Beale Crest.” He replied, much to Jason’s shock. “The bad news is that they have installed security cameras in the hallways. Probably even in the bathroom and cafeteria. Some suspect the cafés have also been bugged by the authorities, but the real scare is if our rooms are being watched too!”
Anderson’s heart sunk to his stomach and immediately, a cold chill gripped his body.
“Now, that would be fucking crazy. How the hell do we sneak girls in then? We won’t be able to smoke. Our every fucking move will be monitored. Like some bloody prisoners!” Jason continued, oblivious to Anderson’s face which had been drained of its color. “Can you imagine that, Andie?”
Anderson shook his head, his mind was flooded with the blood-curdling thoughts that someone in a secret room knew about him and Carl. “That’s…unbelievable…”
“Exactly!” Jason exclaimed, “the student’s president is working on something. She will definitely figure it out.”
Anderson squinted at him in confusion, “The student’s president?”
Jason nodded and led him out of the classroom, “Of course. Sam Spears.” He giggled childishly, “I love her name. Funny you haven’t heard of her though. She’s in my class. Used to be best friends with Mia Greyjoy.”
“Used to be?”
Jason nodded, “Yeah. Something happened and they both fell off. You know how girls get.” He replied, “But she’s a cool girl. Thing is, she’s difficult sometimes, especially when it comes to decision making. Loves to follow all the dumbass rules at Beale Crest.”
Anderson didn’t know what to do with the information he had gathered at the moment, but he’d definitely have to discuss it with Carl. His nerves were somewhat jumpy for the rest of the day and even Mia noticed it. She approached him after their last lecture for the day ended.
“Are you alright, Anderson?” she asked softly.
When he stared at her, his eyes widened. She was looking more pretty than usual in the beautiful flower dress she had on. He had been so ensnared in his thoughts that he had barely noticed her.
“Yeah. I am. Just have to get back to my room now. Gotta call my dad.” He lied and she nodded. “Probably, we can meet up later?” he asked, not wanting to leave her wondering.
She shook her head, much to his relief. “I’m sorry, Anderson. I’ll be a bit busy.”
“Alright then.” He replied flatly and walked past her.
Mia gasped in surprise and watched him leave the class. She sighed dejectedly; he didn’t even care to persist even a bit. Arnold popped up beside her suddenly and breathed loudly so that she could notice him.
“Hey,” he said in a calm tone Mia had never heard before. “Wanna hang out later tonight?”
“No.” She replied flatly and walked away.
Arnold frowned and his fists tightened. This was all Anderson’s fault! He was convinced about that and would get back at Anderson.
***
His eyes searched the walls even before he closed the door behind him.
He frowned, unable to find anything that looked like a security camera. His heart was racing, the possibilities of him and Carl being exposed nagged at his mind. It was a terrifying thought. What exactly would happen to them? He couldn’t even think about it. The castigation, the trauma, Carl’s reputation being dragged to the mud. *Carl’s father!* Bloody hell!
The bathroom door suddenly swung open and Carl stepped out in a manner that made Anderson’s jaw dropped. He was stark naked! And his huge dick hung in the air, bulging with veins that traced down to his stiff balls. He sauntered towards Anderson and nudged his back to the wall. He leaned over him, his sweet, crisp lavender scent filled Anderson’s nostrils, numbing his senses instantly.
Carl grabbed Anderson’s hand and placed it on his dick. Anderson felt a current vibrating through his bones when he felt the warm, smooth, stiffness of Carl’s dick. He sighed shakily and swallowed, what he meant to say to Carl had completely eluded his mind. His fascinated eyes rested on Carl’s dick as he squeezed and stroked it softly. Carl slowly unbuckled his belt and slipped his hand into Anderson’s boxers.
“Aw…y-yeah!” Anderson shuddered with a shaky groan. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, stroking Carl’s dick even faster. “Fuck yeah…I love your dick so…so much.”
Carl smiled and grabbed his hair with his free hand while his other hand stroked Anderson’s dick. He took off Anderson’s shirt and, in a minute, he was also naked. Carl suddenly grew impatient and he led Anderson to the bed and pushed him down. He placed a palm over his upturned cheek and spread his legs from behind. Anderson squirmed with excitement.
He grabbed the bottle of baby oil and sprinkled it on Anderson’s bare ass. With a finger, he spread the oil towards his asshole and Anderson’s body shook vigorously when Carl shoved his dick into him.
“Ah! D-Damn it!” he screamed and bit into the bedsheet. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to get used to Carl’s size in him. The more Carl thrusted, the pain he felt slowly gave way to an overwhelming wave of pleasure and he cries of pain turned into moans of pleasure. “Aw yes…fuc-k-k me, N-Nico…”
He gasped when he felt the sharp pains of Carl’s spanking. “Yes, d-daddy. Oh fuck…you fuck me so good! Oh my god…fuck…yeah, yeah!”
Carl became sweaty as he pounded faster into Anderson. He was breathing heavily and the warmth of Anderson’s ass was driving him absolutely crazy. He could feel the pleasure getting to his head and his balls suddenly stiffened and the rush of liquid to his dick caused him to pull out. He stroked his dick hard and fast, aiming his cap at Anderson’s face.
“Fuck!” Carl exclaimed and the next moment, he released a long groan of satisfaction as he poured his cum all over Anderson’s face.
Anderson closed his eyes and slowly licked off the cum on his face where his tongue could reach. He took a deep breath, Carl’s heated strokes had gotten to his brain but now that he was calm again, his eyes suddenly tore open. His phone buzzed and he crawled off the bed and picked the phone out of his trouser pockets.
“Oh no…” he mumbled and his heart began to pound a hole into his chest. His fingers became frosty and his phone slipped out of his hands. He had never been so terrified in his whole life. His skin turned pale and his stomach twisted.
“What’s the matter?” Carl asked, wiping his dick with a towel.
Anderson turned to him, “Our rooms have secret security cameras, Carl.” He revealed and Carl froze. “Jason just confirmed it to me.”