Date: Tue, 06 Feb 2007 13:37:15 +0000 From: Andy Mitchell Subject: life just isnt fair chapter two Feedback is more than welcome. Please tell me what you think at andys_stories@hotmail.co.uk. I will try to respond to every email I receive, but please enter 'Life Just Isn't Fair' or simply 'Life' somewhere in the subject line so that I don't delete it thinking it's spam. Flames will be tolerated for now as I'm looking for all types of feedback. Thanks to everyone who has taken the time to write to me after chapter one. The feedback has been immense and greatly appreciated. Thanks especially to 'van burn' for his error spotting. Keep this up and you'll get the editor's job!! Hope you all enjoy chapter two, but please don't beat me up if it doesn't go exactly the way you thought it would. Remember the title! DISCLAIMER. 1. If you are under the legal age to read this, you shouldn't do it. But then again I'm not your parents or guardian so I can't tell you what to do. 2. If reading this is illegal where you live, that just sucks big time. Either move or vote for someone to change the laws. 3. If a story about an underage teenage boy getting involved in gay sex with boys his own age, slightly older, or with men, makes you feel uncomfortable with your own sexuality then what the hell are you doing reading stories on a gay web site?? Leave you fool and go to www.disneychannel.com where I'm sure you will find some cuddly fluffy bunnies or something. Previously in Life Just Isn't Fair. I slipped my shorts back on and wondered downstairs to the kitchen. I fixed myself a glass of milk and walked into the lounge where my Dad was crashed out on the sofa, with Petey playing with his toys on the floor. I looked at the clock and it was half ten. 'Hey squirt..time for bed' I said to Petey. He looked at me and said something in his own language, but held out his arms for me to pick him up. As much as I hate the attention that my folks lavish on him and ignore me, I can't help but love him with his cute little grin and infectious giggles. I carried him to the nursery and put him in his cot. I covered him with his blanket and made sure that Winnie Pooh Bear, MY Winnie the Pooh Bear by the way!!, was tucked in beside him, and turned on the nightlight. I crawled into my bed, thoroughly pleased with the events of today, and looking forward to what was going to be, in my mind, the most important day in my life since I'd been born. Chapter Two Getting together with Bobby. I woke up when my alarm clock blared away with the Chris Moyles's Breakfast Show on Radio One. I lay in bed for a few moments, dragging myself out of slumber land and into the real world, wondering if last night's internet chat with Bobby had been real. I saw my cum-covered t-shirt on the floor and grinned. `Oh man' I said to myself, `today is gonna be great!!' I dashed into the bathroom, relieving my morning piss hard-on, and took care of two of the three s's (shit and shower as a shave isn't necessary yet). After I'd put on my school uniform, thinking not for the first time how cool it would be to live in America where school kids could wear what they wanted, I shoved all my books into my bag and headed downstairs to fix myself something for breakfast. I dumped my bag at the bottom of the stairs and wandered into the kitchen. My Mom was fussing over Pete, trying to get him to eat some shit out of a jar. `Morning Mom' I said, `I don't know why you try to feed him that crap, he hates it!' `Watch your language young man' Mom snapped, `and it's not crap..it's the best food on the market.' `Pete hates it Mom' I snapped back, `any duffer can see that' motioning to the fact that more of the food was smeared around Pete's chin than had actually made it into his mouth. `If you think you're such a good judge, you feed him then' Mom barked and shoved the jar of baby food into my hands and stormed off. Bad night at work again I guess, crossed my mind as I looked down at my brother in his high chair. He gurgled and dribbled the last mouthful of the food back out and down his bib. `Oh man why does Mom try to feed you this shit' I said to Pete and chucked the jar into the bin. I found the Reddy Brek box in the cupboard and poured some milk into a jug and nuked it in the microwave. I poured the Brek into two dishes and when the microwave pinged, I mixed up two hearty breakfasts. A spoon in each hand, I fed myself whilst playing cho cho trains and woo woo planes (don't ask please!!) to feed Pete. I finished both dishes and put them in the dishwasher before burping Petey, making sure he didn't puke on me. Hint to everyone with a new baby in the family, never burp a kid over your shoulder and then leave for school without checking your back. Been there, done it, had the puke stains down my back without noticing. Man it stunk!! I put Pete in his play chair in the lounge and picked up my bag. `Bye Mom' I yelled `See you after training'. I waited for a couple of seconds and, after getting the expected no response, I slammed the front door and left for school. Now sometimes I'd call on my neighbour to walk their son, John, to school. He is only 10 and goes to the primary school that is attached to my school, but with the thought of my `date' with Bobby playing on my mind, I totally forgot I'd promised to walk him today. A couple of minutes up the road, a panting and wheezing John caught me up. `Hey Andy wait up!!' he gasped. I looked around and saw him. He isn't the fittest of kids, being a good twenty or so pounds overweight and not in any way sporting in the least. `Oh Johnny, I'm sorry' I said, `I forgot about walking you today. I've got some stuff on my mind'. `Uh your uh folks not uh talking to you uh again today?' he managed to get out. He knew that I didn't have the best of relationships with my folks. Let's face it, our arguments could be heard streets away probably!! `Good guess again little guy' I replied, using my favourite nickname for him. It made him feel good as he wasn't a little guy for his age. It wasn't his fault, he had some sort of thyroid problem that meant no matter how little he ate, he never seemed to lose weight. His Dad always ragged him about being overweight, which I thought sucked. I knew he didn't eat sweets and that he did an exercise workout, but none of it seemed to help. I draped my arm over his shoulder as we walked. `So what they do today then?' he asked. `Just Mom' I moaned, `she was feeding Pete some crap and I complained' `Man, when you gonna learn eh? They know best remember' John teased. `Yeah, well you know what I know?' I asked him, pushing him away from me slightly. `What' `That underneath and around the rib cage, one Boyus Johnnus is extremely ticklish!!!!' I shouted grabbing him and digging my fingers into his ribs leaving him squealing and gasping even worse. `Andy you gotta stop or I'll pee myself' he begged, squirming to try to get away from my grasp. I let him up and we carried on walking to school talking about nothing much as lads are able to do. I dropped John off at his school gate with a promise to see him later. I do really like him. He is a sensitive and intelligent kid that gets a rough deal off his Dad. I guess I see a bit of me in him which is why I hang with him sometimes, despite the ribbing from my mates. Mike was waiting at the gates for me when I arrived at my school. We high-tenned and walked to our form room. `So you gonna tell me what's been bothering you then?' he started. Now I've known Mike most of my life, and we normally read each other like books. He knew that I was gay before I even knew it!! He isn't, but fortunately we are such strong friends that it didn't bother him. His family must be one of the most laid back I've ever met. I love spending time round their house, especially on sleepovers. Even though we share his double bed, we've never done anything. As I said, he knows I'm gay, but he isn't. We've jacked off together, but never each other. I love him to bits, but as a friend. He is a rock for me at times, and he also keeps me on the straight and narrow when I've felt like blowing school and other situations off. `Okay' I said, `but you've gotta keep this a secret' `Sure thing, when don't I?' `I got a PM on gaychat.com last night from someone from school.' I confided. `I'm gonna meet up with him later.' `No way!! Who??' `Promise not tell anyone as he'd beat both our asses if it goes wrong' `Uh-huh, promise' `Bobby Gardiner' Mike stopped in his tracks and stared at me stunned. `THE BOBBY GARDINER' `Keep it down you twat!' I hissed. `Oh man, are you sure?' Mike asked. `Course I am, I wrote him a note and dropped it in his locker yesterday. He told me he got it last night and that he wanted to meet up. I'm meeting him at lunch by his locker.' `Andy, I dunno about this,' Mike said worriedly. `I've heard that he's a basher.' `What do you mean?' I growled, `we've had some great cyber and he's told me he really wants to get together with me. He said he's been watching me and thinks I'm cute!' `All I'm saying is that I heard him and some of his friends beat on some kid in their year cos he got a hard on in the showers.' `Look Mike I know what I'm doing alright' I snapped. "Bobby's cool and it's gonna be okay. This is going to be the first chance I've ever had to enjoy myself without any crap from my folks. He was coming out with some great stuff when we've been online. He told me he's gay but couldn't tell his friends. He begged me not to tell anyone we were gonna meet.' `I don't know Andy, I'm worried about it' Mike started, `I don't think you should meet him...' `FUCK YOU MIKE,' I yelled, `this is my first chance of any type of relationship and I'm not gonna let you ruin it!' I stormed off up the corridor to our home room and slumped into my usual seat. Mike came into the room, saw the angry expression on my face and took a seat with some of the other guys on the other side of the room. Mr Henderson, our form teacher came in and took the register. Everyone sat chatting waiting for the bell for first period, except for me. I sat there moodily, Mike's words playing through my mind. I had heard about Zach Peters getting beat up a while ago, but he supposedly had tried to grope a kid from our year and the kid's brother and friends did him. I couldn't remember Bobby being involved. The bell rang and we all got up to leave. `Mitchell' I heard my name shouted. `Stop behind for a moment please' said Mr Henderson, who on top of being my form tutor was also my football coach. `Wassup Mr H, I'm gonna be late for Mrs Phillips's class and you know I don't need anymore grief from her!' `Cool it a sec Andy' Mr Henderson said, `I'll give you a note for her. I want to talk to you for a moment.' He motioned to the chair next to his desk and I sat in it. `I've heard that you're getting grief from your parents again,' he said. `Is that true?' Now I have to say that Mr H is probably my most favourite adult in the world. He always seems to have time for any of us kids in his form, and he never takes a parent's side of an argument without listening to us first. He has been there for me in some of my run-ins with the Head and other teachers as well. He seems to think I've got a good side somewhere and is always willing to give me a major benefit of the doubt. `Oh just the usual Mr H,' I said. `Nothing I can't handle.' `What about that bruise on your cheek?' he asked, pointing to the last reminder of an argument I had with my Dad a couple of days ago. `I bumped into a door Mr H', I said, both of us knowing that he didn't buy the lie. `Look Andy,' he started putting his hand on my shoulder, `you know I'm not just your teacher or your coach. I'm here if you ever need anything or anyone don't you?' `Sure thing Mr H' I replied, `I'll see you at training tonight' forgetting that I was going to blow it off to meet up with Bobby hopefully. Mr Henderson was the one decent teacher in the whole of our school. He must have been in his mid twenties, medium built and quite good looking for an older guy. Hey he was older to me okay! He actually seemed to care about `his kids' as he put it, rather than just go through the motions of seeming to. He wasn't married, and had put off every attempt by the girls in our form to open up. I made it to biology a few minutes late and the old battleaxe that was Mrs Phillips was already writing out a detention note for me to take to the Head. `Sorry I'm late Mrs Pee,' I said, handing her the note from Mr Henderson, `I was kept late by Mr H.' She looked at the note, a bit crest-fallen, and allowed me to take my seat. She has never forgiven me for a prank involving a dissected frog and her hand-bag. Her class was boring as usual. I don't know how anyone could make a classroom full of twelve and thirteen year olds not get excited about the human reproductive organs but somehow she managed it!! Maths and English followed before lunch-time came around. I left Mike from our English class and headed towards Bobby's locker. I turned the corner and there he was. All five foot nine of him. Blonde hair, brown eyes, a smattering of freckles across his nose and cheeks. He turned and looked at me and a bashful grin spread across his face. `Hey Andy,' he said, `come here'. He motioned for me to approach the hallowed area of the fifth year lockers. There were a few of his friends hanging around, but he shooed them away, put his arm on my shoulder, man that felt good, and pulled me into a corner. `Look I can't stay here with you now but meet me by the old oak tree at the back of the science block after school okay' he said. `Yeah no problem, but I need to know something first Bobby' I whispered. `I heard a rumour you beat up Zack last month for being gay. I need to be sure this isn't a set up.' Bobby looked around before leaning in and touching my lips with his. He pulled away slightly and whispered, `If I wasn't gay, would I do this?' He connected again with my lips and his left hand grasped the back of head, locking us into the kiss. His tongue probed against my lips, which opened and allowed him in. He pushed his body against mine and held me against the wall, before a cough from one of his friends broke our embrace. `Bobby we've gotta go meet the rest of the guys' came the voice of Jason Felps, Bobby's best friend. Bobby looked flushed as he said, `I'll see you later Andy right?' `Sure thing, Bobby. Nothing will keep me away' I gushed. Gushed. God what was wrong with me. Oh yeah...I was in love with a capital L. I floated down the corridor to my form room where I met Mike. `So what happened?' he asked. `It's all cool BIG STYLE. He actually kissed me in front of Jay Felps' I mushed. Mushed? Oh my god I must have it bad! `So you gonna meet him after school?' `Yeah of course' `What about football training. Mr H will be pissed if you miss it!' `Ah man I forgot. I told Mr H I'd be there as well. Tell him I'm sick or something.' `No way Andy' Mike whined, `I'm not lying to Mr H. Any other teacher and I'd have your back but Mr H is too cool to lie to.' `Well thanks a lot friend,' I shot back. `You know I'd do it for you'. I tried playing the guilt trip on him but he wasn't having it. `Tell Mr H yourself' he rattled, just as Mr Henderson walked into the form room. `Tell me what Mr Mitchell, Mr Davies?' Mr H asked as he sat down at his desk. Mike shoved me forward and headed to his chair. `Um, I'm not going to be able to make training after all sir,' I said. `Why is that Andy?' `I've had a phone call from my Mom saying I've gotta look after Pete as she's got to go work early.' I almost cringed as the lie came out of my mouth as I'm hopeless at lying to the people I care about. Wait a second, I care about Mr H? Hmmm, he's always been nice to me I suppose. I guess I can think about other people's feelings occasionally. `Okay no problem Andy' Mr H said. `You will have to make up extra training on Friday as we have a big game Sunday.' I hated playing on the fact he knows I get walked all over at home but this was my chance to get something for myself. A boyfriend maybe, but at the least a chance for possibly a sexual encounter with a hunk of a guy that I would happily lose most of my life's cum jerking off in fantasies about. I breezed through the double art lesson, although I spent most of it sitting uncomfortable with a hard on, looking forward to meeting Bobby. Finally the end of school bell rang and I was up and away. I shouted a farewell to Mike and headed to the science block. I nervously walked around to the back, half expecting Bobby not be there, half not wanting him to be there either. I rounded the old oak tree to find him, waiting, looking around for me. `Hey Andy, you came then' `Of course I did,' I said. `It's not every day that someone like me finds a guy like you wanting to be with me.' I still couldn't get it through my thick head that I could be so lucky. Everything recently in my life had told me I didn't deserve anything good, but here I was with THE cutest guy from the fifth year, wanting me. Bobby grabbed me and leant in for a kiss. He ran his hands over my back while we exchanged tongues. He pulled my shirt out of my trousers and slid his arm up my back, caressing the smooth skin. I wilted in his embrace and slid my hand down to the front of his trousers. I felt his hardness underneath his zip and fumbled to try to get the button open. `Hold on Andy, lets take our time' Bobby said, moving my hand away. He kept his hold on me as he swung around and we landed on the ground. He laid my head on his bag that he had positioned close to where we were kissing. He pulled my tie off and started to pop my buttons from the front of my shirt. I started to resist, knowing I'd get in trouble for wrecking my shirt, but then Bobby's mouth found mine again. I moaned as he spread my shirt, exposing my naked chest to the air. His hands moved over my skin, finding a nipple and rubbed it, then pinched it. I squeaked in pleasure as his lips left mine to move down to my neck. He kissed and sucked on my neck, nipping slightly with his teeth. `Bobby, don't mark me' I gasped, reason trying to invade my lust. `Shush my love' he said, `trust me.' He slid his mouth lower, onto my left nipple. He sucked and nipped it, whilst he lowered his hand onto my crotch. My dick was straining under my boxers and trousers as he slowly rubbed his hand over my hardness. He unzipped my trousers and slid his hand inside my trousers and past the top of my boxers. He grasped my hard 5" cock and stroked it slowly, whilst tormenting me with his assault on both my nipples. `Let's get these off you', Bobby said. In my lust I would have done whatever he wanted anyway, so I lifted my backside off the ground while he undid the button and lowered my trousers and boxers, exposing me to the air. He kept his stroking at an even pace, teasing my impending orgasm back and forth. Just when I thought he was going to finish me and push me over the edge into bliss, he suddenly stopped. `Bobby, please, finish me, make me cum' I begged. `Now now little lover boy' he teased, nibbling on my earlobe. `I want to cum first, and then I'll let you.' Well, even though I was disappointed not to cum there and then, I was more than willing to make my new lover cum. I can't believe I can call him LOVER. He undid the button and belt of his trousers and pulled them down along with his briefs, exposing his hard 6" dick. `Andy, will you suck me off?' he pleaded. Although I'd never done it before in my life, I'd always imagined what it would be like. Boy was I wrong! I went down on him so fast that he hit the back of my throat and I gagged. I pulled up, and he held my chin with his hands. `Take it easy Andy, just take as much as you can' I started licking and bobbing on his cock and it tasted okay. Kind of salty, but definitely not horrible. I guess all those stories I'd read on Nifty were right! I started to massage his ball sack at the same time as I was sucking on him. I must have been doing some thing right as he suddenly grabbed my head and started to pump his cock deeper into my mouth. `Oh god Andy my little cocksucker..fucking take my cock in your mouth' he yelled I started to get a little concerned over the noise he was making, bearing in mind we were still on school property, but he held on to me and pumped faster and got louder in his moans. Suddenly a felt a hot spurt hit the back of my throat. This was it!! My Bobby was giving me his love juice. I swallowed the first spurt, followed by a second, before I felt him pulling out of my mouth. His hand moved to his cock and he pumped another five spurts over my face and into my hair. `Andy that was fantastic my little cocksucker.' Bobby said coming down from his orgasm. `Let me do something for you now.' I was still dripping with his cum as he held my arms and attacked my neck again with his mouth. I felt a sharp pinch as he sucked on my throat, marking me for sure. `Ow Bobby stop it!' I complained. He held me, his body on top of me, and I noticed a look in his eyes I'd seen before. It scared me. It was a look I'd seen when I had been in a fight with Kenny Masters last year. He was a total bully who enjoyed hurting people. Bobby's hand slapped me across my still cum-streaked face. `Shut up fag boy,' he growled. `I knew you'd like sucking my cock, and I know you'll like this too.' He reached into his bag and pulled out what looked like a small cucumber. My eyes widened as the realisation of what was going to happen sunk in. `No Bobby, please don't do this' I begged. Although I knew I had no chance of pushing Bobby of me, I tried with all my might. I managed to dislodge him for a brief moment, raising my hopes of getting away, before he slammed me back down again. He pinned my shoulders to the ground and lifted my legs over me in the classic pin position seen so many times of WWE wrestling. `You scream or struggle and I'll beat you so bad that even your dental records won't mean fuck all' he snarled at me. I knew he meant it and could carry out his threat so I gave in. The pain I felt as he pushed in the Zucchini was unbearable. It should have taken time to get past my ring and ease in gently to give me pleasure. That's what I'd read. Bobby had other ideas. All seven inches were plunged into me in an instant. I couldn't help but scream out in agony and was rewarded with a slap across my face. My shirt was ripped off my body and shoved into my mouth. `Bite on this fag boy if you need to. Scream again and you will regret it!' I was told. Bobby then renewed his assault on my anus with the zucchini, plunging it in and out. It started to hit my prostate and I couldn't help but begin to react to it. My dick started to regain it's hardness that it had lost from the initial assault, and I started to ride against Bobby's thrusts. `Fuck me I don't believe it,' he shouted. `You're actually getting off on this fucking shit fag boy' I was moaning as I felt my orgasm begin to rise through my body. I've learned that my toes curling underneath my feet are a sure sign of my enjoyment, and when Bobby saw that he pulled out the zucchini. `Fuck it, if you like something up there so much, you can have my cock.' Bobby spat on his cock before plunging his hardness into me and rode me like I was the last hole on earth. It felt so good that I didn't care I was being scraped across the hard earth, scratching my back. The pain somehow added to my feelings of ecstasy and I started shooting my sperm over my chest. My ring closed in on Bobby's cock and help send him over the edge for the second time and I'm sure I could feel him pump his spunk into me. `Aww God that's so tight!' he moaned. Bobby collapsed on top of me, squashing me against the ground as my orgasm racked through my body. He pushed himself up onto his elbows and looked at me. He leant in for what looked like another kiss and I opened my mouth ready to accept him again. Bobby, finally showing me that everything Mike said was true, hocked and spat into my mouth before rolling off me. `Hey Jay, do you want some of the gay boy as well?' Bobby shouted across to a bush. What the hell? I thought. Bobby's friend Jason emerged from the bush holding a camcorder grinning. Coming soon. Chapter Three My Deal With The Devil Well that's the end of chapter two. Sorry if you think it's a bit long, but I got carried away firstly with introducing John and Mr Henderson, and then a bit of Mike and Andy's friendship. They will all play a big part in Andy's future. Then there was how it turned out with Bobby. I hadn't originally planned the encounter with Bobby to be so involved. In fact the encounter got so long that I have had to split it into two, and leave you with a cliff-hanger. Please remember that Andy isn't a great judge of character. He is only 13 after all and he isn't an experienced gay lover. This was his first experience, and deeply instilled into his subconscious is all the crap from his parents that he is worthless, hence he feels he deserves to be treated like shit and be at the mercy of others. Flame away at the email address above!!