Date: Thu, 12 Jan 2006 21:47:07 -0800 (PST) From: "Darron, Darron The Witch, The Witch" Subject: Jamie Chapter 3 by Danny The Witch "A gossip betrays a confidence, but a trustworthy man keeps a secret." -Proverbs 11:13. "A man can tell a thousand lies, I've learned my lesson well. I only hope I live to tell, The secret, That burns inside of me, Until then, It'll burn inside of me." -Madonna Chapter III After School After school, I immediately went to the front, where kids go to get picked up by their parents. I myself always rode my bicycle home, 'cause I didn't live too far away as was the same for most of the kids, but, some kids had the luxury of getting picked up by their parents in a car and most of 'em were the ass-hole kids. Anyways, that's just an interesting tid-bit. So, I go there, and I'm waiting for Matt, and I'm hoping he shows up 'cause to be perfectly frank, he seemed like friendship material, and I was in desperate need of a real friend, like I said I hadn't made any friends since I moved here and started going to this gay catholic school, anyways, so there I am waiting for Matt, Waiting, waiting, waiting, and by now I'm thinking fuck he's not going to show up, and I'm thinking its because I saw him cry, anyways, I still hoped he showed, whether he wanted to tell me the story or not, I didn't care anymore, I was excited about hanging with him after school, and for another thing, its not easy for me to make friends, and some how I was thinking, Matt had broke through my barrier of shyness, that usually prevents me from making a true friend. Anyways, that's what I was thinking when Matt showed up. "Hey" he said. "Hey." "I see you got your bike, " he said, "I walk." "No prob. dude." I said, trying to act all cool, trying not to reveal the fact that I'd seen Matt cry. "You want to hang at my house, my parents won't be home until like five thirty, is that cool, I mean, do you got to be home right away?" "Um, I just got to call my mom, let her know, you know? What's goin' on when we get to your house. But it shouldn't be a problem." "Cool, let's go I only live like three blocks away, that's why I walk." "No prob dude, I'll walk my bike." "Cool, we'll talk on the way." We walked for a few minutes without saying anything. I was thinking to myself, Damn, I hope this turns out to be a real friendship, I'd been feeling pretty lonely since we moved. And for some reason that I could not explain, something had changed in my feelings towards this kid, I mean, yesterday, he was just a kid that I talked to, more or less, but now I really liked him. And I have to admit I was feeling a little vulnerable, I think that's why I didn't make the first move to start a conversation, I just walked along side Matt, and waited for him to start peaking, he obviously had something to say that he'd never told anyone before, and I was going to give him the time to build up his courage, to just say it. Finally he began to speak. "I know your expecting for me to tell you the story I was talking about with you at lunch, and I also know that you're probably goin' to think that I'm chickening out and I'm not going to tell it to you, its just that while I was in classes, I was thinking about it, and I decided that I'm just not ready to tell you it yet... YET... I am going to tell you it, and when I do, You're going to KNOW that its the truth, AND you're also going to understand WHY I think the rumors about this Justin kid is probably true, and that I wasn't lying about that, Ok dude? I am going to tell you the story... I just... I don't know if I can trust you yet, you know, I mean, I could only tell this to a true friend, that I can totally trust that no matter what I say, or do, you'll always be my friend, ok, and , well, I know we made the promise, but you know how many boys have made that promise with me, and then, well, eventually I say something that pisses 'em off, or say or do something that they think isn't cool, and they betray me??" "No." I said honestly. "Well a lot, in fact... I don't mind telling you this... ALL OF THEM." I didn't know what to say so I remained silent. "Every single one of them, they all betray the promise, and you know what? When they eventually say fuck you, I'm no longer your friend, see you later, you know what's the hardest part? You know what's the thing they always say at the end, that really hurts, and I mean, REALLY hurts??" "I think so." I said. "I never REALLY liked you... or I was only pretending to be your friend, or some fucked up shit like that, I was only hanging with you after school 'cause I had no one else to hang with, or some fucking bull-shit... They always have to say that, all of 'em, and it hurts ude.... Anyways, that's why its hard for me to make friends, 'cause that's happened to me soooo many times, I mean every time really, And I'm so sick of it. I mean, don't get me wrong, I can make friends, you know, I mean Lot's of kids say this bull shit to me, You're cool dude, let's hang after school, and I'm like, no thanks, you're an ass-hole just like the rest. Shallow, superficial, you know the story." "Yea, actually I do." I said. "Anyways, " He continued. "I'll never forget what my dad used to tell me, when I'd be all depressed and I'd tell him Dad, you don't understand I HAVE NO FRIENDS, NOBODY LIKES ME, and he'd say to me, Matt. A true friend is rarer than finding gold, or silver, or a four leaf clover, OK so don't get so down, at least you're looking, most people settle for ass-holes, and let me tell you, most people are ass-holes. Ok? Let me tell you about true friendship, ok Matt. If You find ONE TRUE FRIEND in this life, you're lucky, 'cause most people don't, I never did. Oh don't get me wrong, I love your mother and she loves me, but If I were to have an affair with another lady, it'd be over Matt Just like that, ok, so even your mom and me, were not like true friends that will always stick together no matter what-- the kind of friend your looking for. Now don't get me wrong, just because I never found one doesn't mean I don't believe, I DO BELIEVE, ok, I do elieve you can make a friend like that, It's just that they're rare Matt, rarer than you know. And again don't get me wrong, I've had my share of buddies, and friends I hung with and stuff, but looking back on it, none of 'em was a true friend. But keep looking Matt, never give up, and this is all the advise I have for you... If you ever do find a true friend, and you know he's a true riend... This is all I can say, Don't ever betray Him. Ok. Because most people do, and they end up regretting it there entire lives." "Wow," was all I could manage to say, I mean that was really fucking deep, and scary to think about. "Anyways, " he continued. "I have a feeling that you could be that one true friend, but I don't know, so what I decided to do, was kind of make you prove it, and I'll prove it to you too, ok??" "Ok" "And then, I'll tell you the story." "Ok" "Actually there's two things, the first is that, If you really are a true friend, there's a big problem I have, and YOU really could help me to get through it, BUT, in order to help me, you'd have to do something that I know you REALLY don't want to do, believe me I know, 'cause my parents want ME to do it, and I don't want to fucking do it, it scares the shit out of me, BUT... If we did it together, I think I could do it. And if You DID THAT, I'd know you were a true friend." "Ok, what is it?" I asked. "Well, before I tell you that, there's one other thing I want to do with you first, ok, kind of instead of the story I was goin' to tell you, And I know I left you hangin', and I was thinking about this, ok, just listen, all right, I know I'm rambling." "No problem dude." "Ok, the thing is, what you said today at lunch, dude, it really hurt... I mean, it hit, ok you know what I mean?" "I'm sorry due." "No, its, ok, its just that, you know it hit, ok, and its weird but even though what you said scared me and hurt me, it was honest and I see you differently now, it's a good thing. Anyways, I didn't want to leave you totally disappointed, and just to prove to you that I will tell you this story, and I have the ability to be an honest friend, I'm gona tell you something else-- Something that'll prove to you that I can be honest with you, And then, I'm going to ask you to be totally honest with me, and if you can't , well shit, I guess I was wrong, you're another ass-hole, that doesn't mean we can't hang at lunch and shit, but, we'll never be friends, ok, its kind of like, I'm going to set myself up right now, and tell you something honest, that you may not want to hear, and if you're an ass-hole, you're gona tell to fuck off, ok, and that's fine with me, I used my ass-hole detector and it worked. And you'll never hearthe story, and will never hang at my house, or yours, and fuck you too, you know what? I was never YOUR FRIEND, but, I have a feeling about you, I have a feeling, that your gonna pass the test. That's what I think... So, you're ready??" "Sure." I said not really knowing what to expect, Matt seemed to be more complicated than I first suspected, maybe, even as complicated as me. "Ok, think of this kinda like its a game of truth or dare only, were leaving out the dare part, ok??" "All-right." "OK, I go first... I'll right, um, ok here goes... When we went out in the bushes during free time in P.E. a couple weeks ago, and um, you know we played that word game... you remember??" "Um yea, I remember." Oh shit, I knew right where this was going. "Well, I have a confession to make." "You showed me your dick on purpose." I said. "Yea, not only my dick, but my whole cock and balls dude." "I know. I knew you did that on purpose." "You did.??" "Yea dude, I'm not stupid you know." "Ok, it's your turn." I had to think what to say, "Um, ok I think I got the gist of this, you want me to confess right??" "You got it dude." "Ok I admit it, I was looking." "And...?" Matt said. "And... I showed you mine too... ON PURPOSE." "Really?? " he asked. "Yea dude, I pulled my cock and balls out, 'cause You did. I admit it, I confess." Matt suddenly grew a smile on his face, "I knew you'd pass, I just knew it!! Come on, let's go to my house, and I'll tell you about my little problem you can help me with and if you do it-- TOMORROW, after school, I'll tell you MY BIG SECRET." "Shit dude, THAT was your little test, that was a synch, I knew what you were doing, and I knew that you knew what I was doing, I mean shit, we both knew that." "I know dude, but ADMITTING it, Most kids never would have. Anyways, listen to my problem, and we'll find out if you are a real friend or not." "Ok dude, whatever, not only am I a friend dude, but, I'm your best friend.. Whatever kinda trouble your in, You have my promise, I'll do whatever, to help." "Easy to say, but much harder to actually do, dude, but I believe you-- no, I really do!" And with that being said, we arrived at Matt's house. Matt guided me into the house, and upstairs to where his room was. He had a cool room, he had a T.V. in there with a VCR a fucking computer, Nintendo, I mean it made my room look like shit dude, this kid's parents were obviously not poor, you know what I mean? Anyways on with the story. I followed Matt into his room, and I was like slobbering all over myself with all the cool shit he had, I mean, the kid had a fucking aquarium in his room, ok, I couldn't fucking believe it, I never would have guessed. Anyways, Matt guides me over to where his dresser is, and points to a wooden paddle propped up on the dresser. It was mean looking, and I knew exactly what it was even though I'd never seen one before and I knew exactly what its purpose was. I shivered as Matt spoke. "There's my problem dude." I didn't know what to say, so I didn't say anything. After a minute Matt began to speak. "The first and last time my dad ever beat my ass with that thing was when I was seven. I'd just turned seven." Matt started. I was completely dumbfounded. The thing looked evil, and I couldn't imagine getting beaten with it. I mean I'd heard of kids who got paddled, but never experienced it myself, my parents didn't believe in it. "I mean, it wasn't the first time I ever got a spanking," Matt continued. "I mean don't tell me your parents never spanked you." That was true, My parents had spanked me when I was very young, but never with a paddle. "Yea, I've been spanked, but never paddled." "Well anyways, When I was six and a half, I ran out into the street without looking, there were no cars or anything, but, my dad had seen what I had done, and he took me aside, and he was real serious and he told me, YOU WILL NEVER RUN OUT INTO THE STREET LIKE YOU JUST DID AGAIN, and I'm like, what you talkin 'bout dad? And he's like "You didn't even look, Anytime you go into the street YOU LOOK BOTH WAYS YOU HEAR ME" and I'm like yea sure dad, whatever. I was thinking at the time why is my dad being so serious? I mean, I didn't think I'd done anything wrong. Anyways, a couple weeks later he's sees me do it again, this time he gets even more serious, he takes me a side, and tells me, 'Matt, Do you know what a car can do to you? he says "You don't ever want to find out, ok, some things aren't necessary to explain, let me tell you how it is, ok, next time I catch you running out into the street without looking both ways for any cars, Daddy's going to give you a little present that you'll never forget. Do you nderstand? I'm like 'yea I understand' I was beginning to understand now that I'd done something wrong, and my dad was mad at me. Anyways, Oh I forget that was on a Wednesday or Thursday or something, and that weekend my dad out of the blue hands me a box, you know wrapped in like Christmas wrapping, and he says I have a gift for you son, and so I'm all excited and I open it up and its THAT HING. Anyways my dad goes on to explain to me that the next time he catches me running out into the reet without looking first, I'm gona find out what this thing was made for and he's like, 'Believe me Matt, You don't want to know, Don't make me do it, But if I have to I will, and its something that YOU WILL NOT LIKE and something YOU WILL NEVER forget, and its going to hurt like hell. Well, that scared the shit out of me, And for like oh I don't know three months I was careful to look both ways before crossing the street especially when my dad was home, but like after three months, I started like doing it again, well anyways, I'd just turned seven and this time I really went and did it, My dad was home, I ran out into the street without looking, and guess what a car, hits the brakes, screeching to a stop, my dad jumps out the front door to see what happened and sure enough he knew right away what happened. The driver gets out of the car and he's like shaking like a leaf, I mean it was a real close call, He almost killed me my dad runs up to the man, and starts talking to him, trying to calm him down, I mean, the man was almost hysterical I'd never seen anything like it. Even my dad was scared , I mean, MY DAD was even shaking, almost crying, anyways, my dad is all like apologizing to the man and everything, and then just before the man drove away I heard my dad tell him, and I'll never forget this, "Believe me, this kid is gona be taught a lesson tonight, HE'LL NEVER FORGET, and I guarantee you , he will never run out into the street without looking again!" And let me tell you Jamie, I knew EXACTLY what my dad was going to do, I knew I was in for it. Only it didn't happen later that night, it happened about thirty minutes later." I'm like, "Oh shit dude." "Yea, tell me about it, my dad sends me into the house and tell me to go into my room and dude, he's pissed,! Scared, and fucking pissed, it even scared me, I run up into my room and about a half hour later, he comes in. I knew he'd downed a few beers real quick cause I could smell it on his breath. AND... he had the paddle in his hand. THIS PADDLE. "Well, to make a long story short, You know I got, and got it good. Before he did it My dad was like so angry I couldn't believe it, scared and angry, it was a very unsettling feeling seeing my dad that scared, AND he had tears in his eyes, fuck dude I was scared. He told me that , 'I didn't want to have to do this to you Matt. And I didn't think I would have to, BUT you've left me with no choice. But before I do it, I want to EXPLAIN to you EXACTLY why I'm doing this, OK, Sometimes kids don't learn, and there's no way of teaching 'em with words, I was hoping you'd learn from words Matt, but You didn't' and then he started yelling at me dude, 'BUT THERE'S NO FUCKING WAY, I'M GOING TO THE MORGUE TO IDENTIFY MY OWN FUCKING SON AND THE WAY YOUR GOING MATT YOU'RE GOING TO BE DEAD BEFORE YOUR EIGHTH BIRTHDAY AND DO YOU THINK YOUR DADDY IS GOING TO LET THAT HAPPEN IF HE CAN DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT??' And I'm like crying now, my dad has never even raised his voice to me before, and I say, "No." 'FUCKING RIGHT ABOUT THAT LITTLE DUDE. And then he lowered his voice, and got strangely calm, 'I guarantee you this little Matt, You're never gona run out into the street again without looking, 'cause I'm gonna bruise your fucking ass! You're gonna think that you're little ass is gonna break before I'm done, but it won't 'cause that's impossible, but you're gonna think it!' and then he ordered me to pull my pants and underwear down to my ankles and bend over the bed. I was so scared I just did it. Then My dad let me have it, while he held me down on the bed so I couldn't move. I forget, how many times he hit me, not that many really, but he was right, afterwards, I knew I would never do that again." "Wow dude, I'm sorry" "My dad did what he had to do. One thing's for sure, I never jetted out into the street again without looking. I thought my dad was going to break my fuckin' ass, when really, he was saving my fucking ass!" I didn't know what to say, I mean, I'd never heard a kid even reveal to me he was ever spanked let alone CONDONE his parents spanking him. I kept my mouth shut, I didn't want to say anything stupid. "Anyways, " Matt continued, " that was like five years ago, and never since then have I EVER done anything that my dad got that serious about... until now. And once again, I didn't think I'd done anything wrong, but last night my dad came into my room, said he wanted to talk to me, and guess what he had in his hand, the fucking paddle, I haven't seen it since the last time he used it on me, and I almost fucking wet my pants right then when I first saw it, thinking I was going to get it. "Relax kid, I'm not going to beat you, tonight. BUT, I will be beating you again real soon, if you don't get with the program!" "Wha-What are you talking about dad.?" Just like I was fucking seven years old again. "I want you to look at this." And he put it on my dresser, just where it is now, "When you go to bed at night, and when you get up in the morning, 'cause I swear to GOD Matt, You're closer to a beating than you know." "Wa-Wa-Wa-Why Dad, what I do?" And that's when he threw the jock strap at me. It hit me in the face. "Your mom found it under your bed, You haven't even been taking it to school." "Oh yea, I um couldn't find it this morning." "Do you think I'm stupid Matt?? Hu?? Do you think I was never a kid your age?? hu?? I know you're not wearing your jock strap at P.E. and I also know that your not stripping down naked for gym like I told you too, AND don't even try to bull-shit me, ok, otherwise You might be getting this paddling right now-- You want to deny it, you want to lie to me??" "No." "Good, you just saved your own ass, for now... But the beating's coming Matt, YOU WILL CHANGE INTO YOUR JOCK FOR P.E. AND YOU WILL STRIP NAKED IN FRONT OF THOSE OTHER BOYS YOU UNDERSTAND?" "Yes." "No. I don't think you do. But YOU WILL." "Anyways, just before he left my room, he tells me, 'Come down in an hour and I will try to EXPLAIN to you IN WORDS why this is so important AND MAYBE if YOU LISTEN, you might just save your own ass Matt, I hope so." My dad said and left. "Shit dude, What did he tell you later?" "It was weird dude, and it scared the crap out of me, and its what my dad told me later, that I know I have to do this. Even if there was a way I could get out of this and make my dad believe I was really doing it. I can't dude, My dad told me something that scared the living crap out of me, and because of what he told me, I know I have to do this, but I can't. Without your help." "What did he tell you?? "Welp about an hour later, I go downstairs to talk to my dad. He's sittin' on the couch drinkin a brew. Anyways I ask him, what he wanted to tell me, and he looks at me and he goes, "Go get your gym shorts and Jock Strap." and I'm like ok, be right back, so I go get my fuckin shorts and strap and I'm like 'now what?' And my dad looks at me and goes, 'change into your gym horts.' and I'm like 'What??' I mean my dad hasn't seen me naked since I was like seven. And he goes, You heard me! You want that paddling now?? or later??' And I'm like 'Ok ok' and I take my shoes off, and then my shirt and my pants, and I'm down to my jockey's and I hesitate, does my dad really want me to do this?? I think to myself. And my dad goes, 'Go ahead little Matt. I want to see if you can do it, just in front of me.' And I just stand there with my hands on the elastic but I can't fucking do it and then suddenly my dad starts to get up and says, 'OK I guess we need the paddle." And I'm like 'no no, I'll do it' and with that, I pulled my Jockey's down, took em off, put the goddamned Jock strap on, and then my gym shorts. My dad looks at me and says, 'now see, that wasn't so bad was it, it was only embarrassing for like a minute. hu??' 'Well yea' I Say. And then my dad asks me, 'how do you feel now?' and I'm like 'fine' and he's like 'see, you got your shorts on, no more embarrassment. You did good, I thought I was gona have to beat you for a minute.' "Oh my God dude, you got NAKED right in front of your dad?? While He was having a brew??" "Yea dude." "Last night." "Yea dude." "This all happened last night???" "Yup." "Fuck dude." "Anyways I'm not finished. now he says, 'ok little dude, do you think I'm stupid?? Do you think I was born yesterday?? Don't answer, I know there's probably no kid in your class that's putting on his jock strap too fucking chicken shit, ok, I know, there too scared to strip naked in front of other boys, you think I don't know that?? Well I do, Ok, tell me if I'm wrong. Has one single boy stripped naked for gym and put on his fucking jock strap??' I answer 'no.' and he says 'yea, I knew that, ok. but your a Hendrix and I'm not raising any chicken ass son, ok, your gonna fucking change like you should, and get naked in front of them and no one is gonna to say a word to you, you know why? Because there gona know that they were too scared to do what you just did, and they know that, no one is gonna tease you if you do this. And what's more, I want you to know a little something about high school, something you don't know, ok, you think Jr. High kids are cruel, wait till you get to high school little dude, you don't know what monsters there will be there with no mercy. OK, let me tell you, when I was in Jr. High, we were supposed to strip for gym too, but none of us did, when I got to high school, There were all kinds of upper-classmen stripping and taking goddamned showers naked, ok, but I couldn't do it, I was too shy, and you know what happened?? OK You want to get beat up when you get to high school, cause they'll beat you up and it has nothing to do with whether your queer or strait or whatever ok, it has to do with if your scared. If they sense that your afraid, your going to get the crap beat out of you. And If they see you in gym class and YOUR TOO AFRAID to strip naked in front of them guess what, there gonna beat the shit out of you, I mean, look at it like from their perspective, they went through it, they didn't want to do it either, You think it wasn't embarrassing for them, ok, and they look at some punk ass little freshman who refuses to shower with them and there like, who the fuck does this kid think he is, is he queer? ok that's what there gonna say, he won't get naked cause he knows he'll pop a boner, and really that has nothing to do with it, they'll just say that, ok, cause all those punks know that they all popped a boner the first few times they took a shower naked with other guys, so don't be afraid of popping a boner, ok, I did it, they all did it. ok. Anyways, guess who was too shy to do it when I was a freshman in high school, yea you got it, me yours truly yer dear old dad, and guess what, some seniors friggen ganged up on me one day, and guess what they decided to do to teach me a lesson- Oh yea, they were calling me queer and faggot and all that stuff. Ok, You think anyone's going to come to your rescue when that happens to you? No one did for me, not the other kids, not the coaches, not the towel guy, no one. Ok, And there's worse things that can happen to you in your first year Matt then getting beat up, ok, If you act like a sissy in your first year YOUR LUCKY if all that happens to you is you get beat up, ok, and I'll just leave that bit up to your imagination, I don't know if any of its true, but believe me there were a lot of rumors about certain kids, ok? Anyways, once you get through your first year your pretty much ok, but if you act like a friggin sissy when you first get into high school your asking for trouble, and let me say this- being a sissy has nothing to do with being gay or being strait, ok, being a sissy has to do with being afraid, ok, they can smell fear in a freshman, and they're like wolves Matt AND I WILL NOT let that happen to you, and before you get to high school, you're gonna be used to getting naked for gym I swear to God, If I have to Beat you Every day when you get home from school until you do it, that's what I'm going to do." "So anyways, that's what happened," Matt continued. "I gotta start stripping for gym, or I'm gonna get my ass beat, either now by my dad and maybe even worse in high school." I pondered what Matt had just told me. And then Matt continued, I guess he was on a roll, "My dad's right you know, I think I understand what he's trying to teach me-- And it really has little or nothing to do with this stupid jock strap rule, ok, And he would never threaten to beat my ass over something as petty as that-- Ok?" "Then what for??" I asked. "'Cause I've let fear take over my life-- AND THAT he will beat my ass for!" "Oh. " is all I could say, I was pretty dumb-founded. "Look, "Matt said. "Are you really my friend?" "Yea dude." "Ok, well here comes the part where you can help me." "Ok." "I don't think I can do it alone Jamie, but..." "Oh shit-- You want me to do it with you." I said in sudden realization of what Matt was going to ask. "Tomorrow-- At P.E.-- And if you do it with me, then at lunch I'll tell you my secret." Fuck-- I thought to myself, I really didn't see this coming until just now. The one thing he was asking me to do was the friggin' thing I was most afraid of-- Damn. "Um, I don't know." I said. "Look, you don't have to do it if you don't want to, I'll understand." "No, no, I will." I said. "Really?? You will??" "Yea what the hell-- No fear, right?" "No fear-- Hey that can be our new motto." "Yea I like that-- No fear, just like the clothes." "Kind of ironic-- don't you think? I mean, 'No fear' being a line of clothing, and we're going to take all our clothes off in the name of 'No Fear'?" "Yea, I guess, now that you mention it.... Oh shit, I gotta call my mom, I totally forgot!!" "Ok, I'll get the phone." Matt said. "Hi mom, .. Yea , I made a new friend today....Yea....Yea I'm at his house right now....ok.....ok....yea....His name is Matt... Yea....Ok...Bye" "Everything cool?" Matt asked me as I handed the phone back to him "Yea." "Do you have to go home?" "Naaa, like in a half-hour, is it cool if I hang?" "Sure." Matt and I remained silent for about a minute, I guess everything that we'd just been through, was quite a lot to absorb, so I sat and reflected on it. Suddenly I spoke, "So, what you want to do?" "Um, hey, I got an idea." Matt replied. "What?" "You got your Jock strap with you?" "Naaaa" "Shit, oh well." "What? What were you thinking?" "I was just thinking, that, we could do like a trial run, of tomorrow, you know, change into our gym clothes, like in front of each other-- It would made it easier for tomorrow. You know kinda like a undress-rehearsal. Get it?" "You mean, right now, like here?" "Yea dude, I mean, We're gona do it tomorrow anyways, right?" "Yea." "So, mine as well do it now, just like we'd do it, just change right in front of each other, I mean if your telling the truth, what difference does make if we're gonna see each other naked anyway, unless...." "Unless what?" I asked. "Unless you weren't really gonna do it, tomorrow I mean. I mean, if you can't do it today, then I guess I'll know what to expect tomorrow, that's cool, its better for me to know." "Ok lets do it. " I said suddenly, "No fear!" "Really?? You mean it??" "Yea dude, let's do it." "But... you don't have your gym clothes, and I only got one pair." Matt stated. "Um.... " I thought to myself. "Hey I got an even better idea!" Matt suddenly commented excitedly. "It'll even be like more realistic, it'll be a good test.. for me too, to see if we can really do it tomorrow." What?" "We take turns... I'll go ahead and go first, since, it was my idea. You sit there on the edge of the bed, while I change into my gym clothes right in front of you. You can even watch, I mean, you don't have to look away or close your eyes or nothin'. I know, it'll be like I'm doin' a strip show, but that's just what we're facing tomorrow, isn't it? When you think about it, I mean we're going to be stripping in front of a bunch of other boys, who aren't going to be getting naked, and they don't have to look away or close their eyes, it'll be a good test. I'll go first, and then I'll change back into my regular clothes and then I'll sit and watch you do it, with my gym clothes." "And if I don't do it." I asked. "Then, I'll know what to expect tomorrow." "I tell you what, since your going first today, I'll go first tomorrow in gym." "You got yourself a deal." Matt stated, getting his gym clothes out of his backpack, and then retrieving his jock strap from under his bed. Matt didn't waste anytime getting started either, I'd just barely gotten into my position on the edge of the bed facing him, and he already had his school shirt off, and was untying his shoes. I felt a little nervous sitting there watching, but, this was the first time I'd ever had PERMISSION to watch another kid strip, it was kind of exciting. He kicked off his shoes, in like an instant, and then immediately took his trousers off, and was standing there facing me, in nothing but his Jockey's and his socks. He looked at me in the eyes and smiled, and said, "Well here goes nothing." and pulled his jockey's down, and then off him. Since he was facing me I got to see his whole front side. The closest best look I'd ever seen of another boy's genitals. Matt kinda just stood there naked for like thirty seconds not even moving, watching me, watch him. And then, I watched his cock grow hard. I was sitting there looking at it, and now it seemed it was even bigger than five inches, maybe closer to six as it was getting harder, I'm not sure, suddenly, he bent over, and grabbed his Jock Strap, and fumbled to pull it up his slender legs. My own cock, once again, reacted to Matt's erection with a raging boner of my own. I watched as Matt nervously tried to get the jock strap on but, It apparently was more difficult than was expected, the straps kept twisting up, as he tried to pull them on. It took Matt like three tries, taking them off, straitening them out and then putting them on again 'till he finally got it right. But by that time, Matt had a full erection as well. Then, in thirty more seconds Matt had his shorts and shirt on. and then stopped looked at me, and said, ok, time to change again. Stripped back naked again, but quickly put his school clothes back on." "That was weird dude." was all Matt could say. I was determined to get this over with as quickly as possible before I chickened out. "Ok my turn, " I said, while quickly changing positions with Matt. For some reason, it wasn't nearly as hard as I thought it would have been. I kicked off my shoes, pulled my shirt off, and then pulled both my pants and underwear off at the same time. I think, I wanted Matt to see I had a boner as well, and for some strange reason, that took all the fear away. I didn't want Matt to think he was the only one who got a boner. Then I stood there with my boner sticking out, and I could clearly see Matt starring at it, which made it even more exciting. Totally unexpectedly, I wasn't at all embarrassed by standing there in front of my new found friend not only naked while he wasn't but that I had a hard on, and he was obviously enjoying the show, in fact, I was reluctant to get dressed again, but remembered that I'd have to strip again after I was finished, and by the second strip my boner wasn't any softer, and Matt never glanced away from it, even one time. "How you feeling?" I asked Matt. "Actually, that was kinda fun, I mean we both wanted to play show me yours I'll show you mine, right??" "Yea, actually that's true." I said. "What's true, that it was actually fun, or that we both wanted to play show me?" "Both," I said, and then, "Look dude, I gotta go. I'll see you tomorrow at school, Ok?" "TOMORROW," Matt emphasized. "TOMORROW, " I repeated. and then added, "No fear." "No fear." Matt repeated. 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