You've Got To Hide Your Love Away

Brian's POV

The room was silent except for the wall clock and the scratch of pencils. I was trying to hold in a yawn as I waited out the remainder of class.  The clock ticked and finally the bell sounded.

"Everyone please bring your test to the front table and you are dismissed.  Have a good afternoon."    The students walked by and dropped their papers as they headed out the door.  I reached to shuffle them in a neat stack as another one dropped in front of me.  I looked up and one of the girls was standing and smiling at me.  I remembered her name was Penny.

"You have a good afternoon yourself, Mr. May," she said and winked at me.  She flipped her long blonde hair and waltzed out the door.  Her shy friend, Jan, followed behind her.  I laughed out loud at how forward she was with me.  What a flirt!  I gathered the test sheets and tucked them in my messenger bag.  I had just enough time to get the bus if I hurried.  I locked the classroom and rushed out the side door of the building.  I made it to the bus in time and sat down to rest my eyes while I traveled home.  I had been teaching as a substitute for three weeks and between school hours and band time, I was tired.  I couldn't complain. The job my professor found me is a dream and the pay is better than I hoped.  Teaching math review to sixth form kids was fairly easy.  Keeping their attention seemed to be the biggest challenge.  That and staying awake some days. I finally reached my stop and hopped off.  I made my way up the street and crossed the two blocks to my building.  I reached the doorway and peaked into the shop.  Freddie was talking to some young guy at the counter.  He saw me and waived.  I pointed up and went in the main door with my key.   I hurried into the flat and dropped my bag on the table. 

I carefully hung up my work clothes and changed into sweat pants.  I sat down and graded the tests.  I hated using a red pencil but was told it was required.  As I was finishing up the last few tests, the door swung open and Roger came in.  "Hey Bri!" he called to me and walked over to hang up his jacket.  I waived to him from the table and kept reviewing the papers.  I was focused to get through them.  I felt his arms wrap around my shoulders and his hair brushed my cheek before his lips gave me a peck on my nose.  I giggled at the tickle left from his hair on my face.  "I am almost done Rog and then you will have my undivided attention."

Roger stepped away and went to the kitchen to make us some food.  He was humming something as he prepared some sandwiches.  I smiled and marked the final paper.  I stuffed them in my bag and walked to the refrigerator.  I helped Rog finish up and we sat to eat.  Our quiet was interrupted by the phone.  We both jumped a bit as we were still not used to having a phone.  Before Roger could answer it stopped.  We figured Freddie answered the line downstairs in the shop.  We finished our food and Freddie came in while we cleaned up. 

"That was Mary on the phone and I have been invited to dinner and drinks with some friends at her place," he bellowed as he rushed past us to his room.  He made a lot of noise getting ready and he was mumbling to himself about his clothes.  "Roger - get me that floral jacket.  I hope it's clean!" he commanded.  Roger left the sink and went to our room.  He came out and delivered it to Freddie.  The bathroom door shut as Freddie went in to to finish grooming.  Roger and I moved to the couch and slouched down to watch the tiny TV we inherited from Freddie's parents.   

"I will be late boys..." he announced as he headed for the door.  Before we could say goodbye he was gone.  

"So...how was your day Brian?" Roger asked me while we stared at the national news.  He wasn't looking at me.  I decided to get a response from him.  "Oh...fine!  I had a girl hit on me today!" I declared to him and he turned to look at me.  "What did you say?" he gasped as he said it and I laughed out loud. "You heard me.  I got hit on by one of my students!"   I smiled at him and he smiled back.  "Oh....did sexy Mr. May turn the girls on in class today?" Roger said as he leaned in to lay his head in my lap and look up at me.  "I am not sure about the sexy part, Rog, but she winked at me when she told me to have a nice day.  She also flipped her hair as she walked away from me.  It was kind of cute."  Roger laughed at me and responded.  "Yeah..I think we all had that one teacher we had the hots for.  Sounds like you must be hers."   I stroked Roger's hair and he continued.  "Was she turned on by your broad shoulders in that blazer?  Or was it those snug pants on your legs that go on forever?"  He winked at me and I was surprised I felt a blush on my cheeks.   "Oh wait...I know what did it for her!  Your fucking amazing hair!"  I actually giggled in response to his compliments.  I wasn't used to this and felt awkward.  I still liked it.  He went on. "Or maybe it was the outline of your giant cock in the crotch of your pants. I mean it's so big it had to be hard to miss, right?"