The Faculty - Written for Allbingo

[prisca]

Title: I miss you!
Character: Casey Connor, Zeke Tyler
Words: 172
Prompt: phone sex

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„What's wrong, geek boy? The others are not nice? The teacher doesn't like your photos?“

Casey sighed; it seemed to be impossible to hide something from Zeke. „The photo workshop is excellent; the others are okay, and Mr. Dillinger told me this morning one of the pics I took last week is good enough to make it into the final exhibition.“

„Okay, and what's the problem?“

„I miss hanging around with you in the garage!“

„Awww. What is it? The movie nights, the beer, or the sex?“

„God, Zeke!“

He could hear the other boy chuckling. „I bet you are blushing now. Cute!“

„I am not,“ Casey lied.

„Close your eyes! Maybe I can help you through a lonely night.“

Why did he use his most seducing voice; Casey swallowed hard. „Hey, stop that, asshole,“ he protested weakly.

„Since when you are so shy?" Zeke laughed. "A little bit of phone sex doesn't hurt anyone. You trust me, don't you? So, relax and enjoy.“

The Faculty - Written for Allbingo

[prisca]

Title: Looking for satisfaction
Character: Zeke Tyler, mention of Casey Connor
Words: 269
Prompt: Can't get no satisfaction

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Zeke winced when he unexpectedly ran into Casey in the mall, hanging out in front of the comic book store with a foreign guy. Their comic shop; they had often met here after school because it was unsuspecting when two boys from highschool met at the mall. No one had known the truth; that at the weekends, they met in Zeke's garage ... to fuck.

Zeke had never been into boys before; he was known as the heartbreaker from school. Casey was the outsider with whom no one wanted to hang around. But one look in his blue eyes and Zeke hadn't been able to stop thinking about him. Hard to believe that one day, in their last year of highschool, Casey had dared to make the first step.

The hours spent with him felt like a dream, so different from everything Zeke had ever experienced. But after graduation, they went their separate ways at the end of summer. While Zeke stayed back in Herrington, working in his uncle's small garage, Casey moved to Columbus to visit a photo school.

Zeke tried to convince himself that it was better that way; they would never have had a future together. He worked hard, but on weekends, he hung around in the clubs with too much beer and too many girls who didn't mean anything to him. He could never find the satisfaction he was looking for.

Now, watching Casey and the boy chatting and laughing together, he felt a lump growing in his throat, and he couldn't deny it any longer. It had been a mistake to let him go.