SOTMH : Chapter 1

Calvin MacMillan

Ring!!..

"Okay class, don't forget to finish your assigned tasks during your Christmas break, Michael no putting gum on Francheska's hair!" Ms. Carson, our English lit professor stated.

Francheska, my cheerleader classmate has a look of horror on her face when she heard the teacher's words and turn to her back. Michael, the handsome bipolar looks away and hands on the back, clearly hiding the gum he is about to stick on the girl's hair, but she knew it.

She slaps the boy in the face with a textbook hard a few times before exiting the room. Michael looks shocked at the assault he just experienced. When he saw me looking at him, he walks over to me and kisses me on the cheeks also winking at me before going out.

"Bye beautiful! I love you!" He shouted from outside the room. I roll my eyes at his words and actions. See, Bipolar be like. He's my friend though if you're confused about what he did to me.

I continue to stuff my bag with my things, then going out of the room also, but not before saying my goodbye to Ms. Carson which she gladly returns.

As I was walking down the hallway, I hear loud cheers from other students. In the far corner of the hallway, you can a group of muscular boys sticking some paper on the walls everywhere before walking away, maybe sticking it also in other areas.

I went towards the paper, curious on what they put. Strolling towards it, there are words written in it using a black marker. It says  'Attention to all students and teachers. In this Christmas break, we have two months of free time. If you want a good fuck, call the numbers below. Dick sizes are 9-10 inches long. If you want gangbang, we are available!' I look at the paper weirdly. I look below the pathetic announcement, there are 10 names written in it and beside every name, there are phone numbers.

One of the names is Xander Vulgaris and Gryffon Maxwell, the Captain of the Basketball and Soccer team. There are the heartthrobs of the school and they are man whores. I roll my eyes at the paper and turn around to walk away.

In the other part of the hallway, I saw four girls surrounding the same paper. They are typing in their phones while scanning it. I shiver in disgust at the sluttiness. Bitches! I thought

Walking for a couple of moments, I finally saw the blue double exit door. Pushing it and walking out, I immediately saw the car that would pick me up. A black shiny limo is parked in front of the school gate and a man with a black suit and wearing shades is leaning on it. Going near it, the guy saw me and he immediately went over.

"Good afternoon young master" he greeted me. I stare at him in confusion because I've heard the voice before. I reach out my hand and I took his shades off his face. Then it hits me when I saw the face. Desmond.

"Desmond?" I asked startled. He smiles and pulls me into a hug.

"Hello my prince" He replied. I immediately hug him back, tightly. Desmond is our youngest butler. I was a year old back then. His mother is one of our trusted housekeepers. He was ten when he first took care of me then started training to become a butler at the age of 15 and became official at 18. Sadly though, he signed a leave, 7 years to be exact, because his mother needs to be treated in America for having breast cancer and my parents gave them financial support for the ongoing treatment. Thankfully, his mom got cured and became a cancer survivor for 2 years now.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him, pulling away from his embrace. He caresses my head softly and gently.

"You don't want me here?" He asked, playfully making a hurt expression. I chuckled slightly and slap his chest which is now impressively hard and strong.

"Don't fuck with me Desmond, I'm serious. I thought that you're staying in America for good?" I asked again, looking at him. He smiles again and kisses my nose, forehead, and cheeks like he used to back then when I was still a baby.

"Nah! America is boring without you there and besides; my parents would move back here after processing some documents needed." He explains.

"So, you're not going back and you would go back to being our butler?" I said with hopeful eyes. He chuckles and nods.

"I miss my cute little prince so much not to go back. Look at you, you've grown so much." He stated. My eyes widen and I jump on his arms which he catches me easily. "Oh? You grew a little taller but still light as a feather." He teases me making me bite his shoulder and lick his cheek, an action that he hates.

"Eeww! Not with the licks again!" He groans, whining.

"That's what you get for teasing me. And for your information, I gained weight, your just muscular now that's why my weight is nothing to you" I explained to him like he is some kind of dumb.

"Oh yes, I'm muscular alright!" He exclaimed, flexing his muscles in front of me. I roll my eyes, pushing his arms away from my face.

"Desmond! I'm hungry!" I groaned. He stops his movements and looks at his watch. He curses silently before looking at me.He put me inside the car first then jogs towards the driver's seat. Once he's seated, he turns on the engine and starts driving instantly.

"Desmond, I think you have forgotten that I'm not a baby anymore. I don't have a schedule for my meals" I informed him, laughing. He shakes his head, refusing.

"No. Since I'm back. I want you to eat at the right time, the right food. You're still growing up and I want you healthy" he announces, still looking at the road. I was about to shrug went I heard him continue, "look at you, still looking like a stick" this bitch!

"I told you, I'm not a stick! I gained weight and I grew tall you little penis man." I said, sticking my tongue out towards him. He looks at me at the rear mirror threateningly.

"I don't have a small dick!" He growled. He would always be pissed when I made fun of his genital. Why would he be angry though? I saw his penis before when I put worms on his underwear as a prank. And to tell you, it's small.

"Yes, it is! I saw it with my own two eyes when I put worms on your boxers. It's like the size of a battery of a TV remote" I answer back.

"That was 8 years ago. I was 17 back then, you shorty! It's normal to have small penises when your young but now, I have above average, you big mouth!" He roars. And I laugh at his words. He is really serious in defending his genitals. Don't make fun of men's penises everyone.

We continued arguing regarding his penis until we arrived at the house. As I exited the car, he keeps glaring at me. I only gave him a flying kiss before running inside.