Date: Wed, 30 Mar 2005 04:38:09 -0800 (PST) From: T Chase McPhee Subject: Nature Walk 16 The following story is a work of fiction set in the format of reality. Any resemblance to real people is entirely coincidental in nature, and is not meant to accurately reflect persons in towns, cities, or governmental areas, in which the story is staged. If sexual scenes involving male to male relationships offends you, then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age, in most states and countries, you are not allowed to read this by law. This is fiction. Don't forget, in real life, to think about 'sexual safety matters'. "Nature Walk" 16 (M/t oral) wriTten by T. Chase McPhee % There wasn't time to start a spelling bee, with lunch time approaching, so figured they would take up with it after the fifth graders had their fill from the brown bags and cafeteria fare. Still, after lunch, Alonzo thought it better to postpone the spelling bee to the next day, considering the time element. Splitting up this type of activity, stretched over two days would take the zip out of it, for the kids. The kids seemed disappointed, so both classes headed back to the auditorium for another viewing of a children's classic DVD. "I figured this would be easier for you, Barry." "Tell me about it, Alonzo." "Aren't nervous, are you, Barry. I mean about teaching younger kids?" "Tell you the truth Alonzo, I did have my heart set on teaching older kids, but right now I need a paycheck!" They both laughed. As the DVD played on, Alonzo happened to look up. There, Marsha Burke stood. "Oh, I didn't see you standing there, Marsha!" "Likewise, Alonzo. Um, there's been some further developments over the fifth grade teaching position." "Oh?" Barry and Alonzo, stand and face the principal, as if addressing their superior officer for discipline. "You know Alonzo, some of these teachers in the system like to push their seniority around." "Oh, don't we know them well, Marsha!" To Barry, it seemed Alonzo Romano and Marsha Burke had a more loose association, than he sensed in the presence of Alex Washakie, as first introduced. Barry, wondering what all this means, asks, "So, I take it that this talk is over me and the position I've just been granted?" "Yes and I apologize wholeheartedly, Mr. Barr..." "Barry." "Barry, that all of this, pardon my French, beauracratic bullshit has to keep you in limbo." "I take it with a grain of salt, Marsha, knowing that whatever works out, will be also in the interest of the children." "You know, Barry that's so profound. Thank you for sharing that with me," Marsha confides, patting Barry on the arm. Alonzo continues, "So, where is all this leading?" "Sorry to say, Alonzo that this could all affect your position here in the elementary school." "But the kids..." "I know it'll be tough on them, Alonzo, but some teachers don't give a damn about anything but themselves!" "Well, one satisfaction I'll have, Marsha." "Oh? And what's that Alonzo?" "Hee heee... they'll have you to answer to our fearless leader!" "You're so bad, Alonzo!" She smiles. Barry stands there, taking in the conversation, tagging the demeanor each of these new aquaintances are taking on. He decides they are more everyday folk, trying to do things decently and in the interest of education and not their own personal gain. "So, where does everything stand, Marsha?" "Any minute now some aids will come stay with the children. I'm sorry for all of this Alonzo, but I suggest you think up a quick farewell speech to tell your children." "That sucks." "I know it does, but like me, Alonzo, our hands are tied on this one." "Then may I give you some advice Marsha?" "Sure Alonzo. From one of my favorite teachers and I'll deny I said that, if it gets around..." she paused for Alonzo and Barry to enjoy some light laughter, "your advice is as good as gold. Let's have it." "I'd suggest that when these two new fifth grade teachers arrive that you make them tote the line," Alonzo said facetiously. "You better believe it... you better believe it!" >From the interaction of the two, Barry summised that Marsha Burke ran a tight ship and Alonzo reinforced the efforts of the captain taking on the helm. So, she left Alonzo to the fate of bidding his fifth grade class farewell. At first the children thought that Mr. Romano would be leaving and Mr. Barr, the 'teddy bear', would be staying. The kids' evil eyes faded when they heard both would be leaving. Many sighs of 'ooooohs', filled the auditorium. Marsha showed with three aids, whom stayed with the children during the interim exchange. "Do I detect a tear, Alonzo?" "Oh, Marsha, you know a teacher gets attached to students." "Yes. Some more than others!" Barry saw the admiration Marsha had for Alonzo, giving him a shoulder hug. He wondered if there had been more to just being 'buddies'. He sensed Marsha being single and already knew that a fact for Alonzo. "I think you all know each other, except Barry Barr. This is Gilda Chapman and Phyllis Ward, whom will be our new fifth grade teachers." Most likely the two new teachers would sense Barry's disturbed attitude of two lax women taking over positions of two highly energetic men. Nothing wrong with them being women or their demeanor, but the attitude right away suggested a total drudge the children would be facing. All Chapman could talk about is her benefits. For Ward, she complained about things not getting too strenuous for her, with the younger children. Barry could sense Alonzo feeling terrible about the whole raw deal the children were getting. But one thing remained in the positive. He knew Marsha Burke would treat them like the rest of the teachers. Getting the satisfaction that they would have to tote the line or take a hike made him feel a bit better. Who knows? Maybe somewhere before Christmas they would be headed back to their fifth grade positions. "Can I help you with anything, Alonzo?" "Um, sure, if you're up to it, Barry." "Tell you the truth, I offered so I could bum a ride to the high school." "Something tells me I should be watching out for you, Barry!" The two laughed as Alonzo led Barry to his classroom. Marsha, as per Alonzo's request, asked her to keep the children in the auditorium. He had already said his farewell. "If you could put all of these things in this box, please." "This your stuff?" "Yeah. The school budget is decent, but I find that I have to supply some odd stuff to get the point across for a lesson." "Nice basketball." "A fan?" "With my boys I am." "How many do you have?" "Four. Well, Chad is seventeen, almost eighteen and more self sufficient. But the other three can be a handful." "Sometimes I feel Diego is a handful to me. Gosh, Barry, three young guys, God bless you!" "Thanks, Alonzo. I need that sometimes, believe me. However, if it weren't for Bernice Bridges, I don't think I'd be as settled as I am." Barry didn't want to bring up all the help Steve has given him for the fact of getting too close to the gay issue. "I've been meaning to give her a call." "Oh?" "Yes. I think it's time that I look for a more permanent home for Diego and I. When I first came to West Richland she said everything had been sold out, except the Chatsworth place, which had been way too much for my wallet!" "Ahem!" "What, Barry?" Alonzo looked at his direction. "I'm taking the Chatsworth place." "Oh." "Hey, I'm not trying to put on any airs here, Alonzo. I mean, oh shoot...." "Hey, look I don't think any less of you, Barry. Whatever you do is your business. If you have the money, fine. Hey, I'm not the jealous type, okay?" "I know Alonzo. I think you're one of the most down to earth guys I know, but I want you to know that I'm not Mr. Moneybags either." "Welcome to the club." "Listen, Alonzo, there's something I think I'd like to get off my chest." "Hey, Barry. Like I said. I don't have to know your business." "Alonzo, Steve Clark is gay." So, it didn't come out the way Barry had intended on explaining it. "Hey, look, knowing Steve Clark is gay, is entirely besides the point, but I'm no gossiper, Barry and if you don't mind, you can leave now. I can do my own packing!" Alonzo Romano showed more than being ticked off. "I..." "Too late for apologies, Barry. I don't care for your kind and..." "I see. Well, I'm sorry if I got you all riled up, Alonzo. Um, this box is all packed. I'll leave it by the front door. Sorry I bothered you." "No, wait Barry." Alonzo blocked his path between the desks, the box being the separator between their bodies. "Look, I'm sorry I overeacted." "You had every reason to, Alonzo." "Well maybe, but still, this whole thing about giving up on my kids and all didn't make your thoughts sit tight with me." "I know." "Well, there's more. You see, I thought the way you were coming on is that you were putting Steve down and... and, well gay's don't like it when they see their own kind being put down." Barry didn't act suprised at Alonzo's insinuation, tacking his own sexuality onto himself. "I guess it takes one to know one," Barry meant himself. Alonzo took it as Barry meaning him, then said outright, "I would have never guessed that I'd get such a homophobic attitude from you, Barry. You seemed different." "Me? Homophobic?" Barry laughed his ass off, backing away, setting the box down on a desk. He held his stomach like it hurt, as he laughed. "What?" "Hate to burst your bubble, Alonzo, but I'm gay." "Oh shit!" His reply came, leaning against his desk, his hand over his face in shame. "I can't believe I said that to you." "Don't get too bent out of shape, Alonzo," Barry replied, his hand on Alonzo's shoulder. "Hey, I'm sorry." "No need to be. We've had a little misunderstanding. That's all." "Still, I owe you one." "You don't owe me anything, Alonzo. C'mon let's get these boxes into your car." "Yeah, okay. Then we'll go for some lunch, if that interests you." More than lunch interested Barry, but his stomach did feel grumbly. After two trips to Alonzo's classroom and back, they packed themselves in the car and left the school grounds. "Yeah, I always get a grumbly stomach after watching the kids eat their lunch. By the time gym rolls around, I'm soooo hungry." "Yeah, the kids take a lot out of a teacher. Doesn't matter if they are little or high school." "Damn right. So, how did you get to know Steve Clark, Barry?" "Through Bernice Bridges, actually." "Good looking guy." "That he is. To make it a short story though, um... Steve and I are planning on living together." "Wow! That didn't take long!" Alonzo was shocked out of his gourd. "Yeah. Real fast. Like two days. However, it seems that Steve, well I shouldn't be divulging personal secrets." "You started it, finish it man!" Alonzo tapped Barry's midsection, grinning. "Hmm, so you do like juicy gossip, huh?" "Okay don't tell me, Barry." "Well, Steve claims that when he first set eyes on my family and I pulling up to the house in Bernice's van that it was 'love at first sight'!" "Cool!" "Yeah. I have to admit though that when I laid eyes on him later on, as he jogged closer... well, you know the old adage where a couple are running towards each other and the feeling gets more intense?" "You wanted Steve, huh?" "Pretty much so." "Man, that's great Barry!" "Thanks Alonzo." "So, you're going to pass on the Chatsworth place, huh?" "No, on the contrary. You see, Steve and I are buying it together, which sure takes a load off my mind. Would have cleared out my bank account." "You're getting a nice place." "Yeah, looks that way." "So, do you have any idea what Steve's asking for his place?" "Not really. If you're interested, I'll put dibs in on it for you." "I guess an inside approach would help. Tell him to keep it under two hundred thou!" "Hee heee... I'll throw my influence in. Hey, you're still coming over for dinner tonight, right?" "Well, I ain't got no reason to now!" "The invitation still stands." "Thanks. Now maybe I should do some confessing." "Oh? Got some skeletons to get out of the closet, Alonzo?" "Yeah, well my son Diego and I have been talking and I think... he thinks he might be gay. The reason I'm telling you is that I'm not sure how your kids will take it and.." "Wait now Alonzo, that's immaterial and so is this, but my ten year old thinks he is too." "Wow! Small world. And if I'm not mistaken, I think Steve's boys are gay too." "Yeah, there's gonna be a lot of little faggots running around the house!" "What about the rest of your boys, Barry?" "Well, Chad, the oldest is definitely gay." He didn't mention Matty Bridges, though. "Tom, fourteen, seems to be straight, though he does have questions. Mark, who's sixteen, is straight, as far as I know." "And they know that Steve's kids are all gay?" "Yeah. Um, do you think we can chat over a burger, Alonzo?" "Oh sure. Guess people'll get suspicious of why we're parked in front of the burger stand." So, Barry and Alonzo get their burgers, fries and coffee and park themselves on a picnic table. They seem to be the only ones in the picnic area. Barry removes his sports jacket, laying it over another table. He sits with his back to the table. "Aaah, isn't this the life!" Alonzo thinks so. Stretching out, arms over his head, he takes in the sight of two nubs pressing against Barry's dress shirt. His slightly extending stomach shows where his bellyhole rests. Nothing is out of order below the belt. "Hee heee checking me out, huh Alonzo?" "Well, you sure know how to embarrass a guy!" "Not one of my stronger inhibitions, Alonzo. Sorry." "No problem. So, how do both you and Steve's kids feel about all of you living together?" "They seem to be okay with it, maybe even looking forward to it. You see, my Philip and Steve's Aidan seem to think they're a 'couple' already." "Isn't that sweet." "Yeah, but Steve and I have agreed to have them sleep in separate rooms." "Wise choice, I think you're making Barry." "Yeah, seemed to be. And of course, Chad being seventeen, he'll be required to sleep at home." "At home?" "Oh shit! Well, I guess there's another secret out of the bag." "You don't have to tell me Barry." "Nah, I think you'll be confidential, Alonzo. You see, Chad and Matty Bridges are kind of tight." "Hmm, I had an inkling that Matthew Bridges might be gay, but don't worry Barry. My lips are sealed." "Thanks. I'd appreciate it." "Yeah, well a guy doesn't want to be found out when he's not a hundred percent out." "That's for sure. So, have there been any loves in your life, Alonzo?" "Well, there was my woman, but that didn't last long." "Oh?" Barry watched as Alonzo put down his burger and seem to stare up into the mountains, to recall the facts. It became his turn to look upon the twenty-four year old teacher. There wasn't much about him, other than a fit looking frame and good looking. He didn't really look hispanic, having as white skin as himself. Although, the thinly lined goatee did seem to enhance his facial features. "She was a good mother to Diego, but not a great wife." "I'm sorry Alonzo." "Thanks, but I'm not sorry that she took off with another guy. I mean, even thought Diego was a little baby, he still asks about his mother. I don't slight her, even though I tell the truth. She was young. We both were when Diego came along." How old were you?" "I was a crazy fifteen year old, with a seventeen year old prick!" What could have been funny, under certain circumstances, remained pathetic in Alonzo's eyes. "I had no business doing what I did. I have no excuses, yet I let myself be tricked into thinking I was a big man." "Takes two to tango," Barry tried cooling the situation. "Yeah, I know. But tangoing with an eighteen year old women was dangerous." "Oooh, she was older." "Yeah, and only in it for the sex. I thought she wanted a real affair. Didn't matter anyway, since I found out shortly after that I hated having sex with a women." "I'm sorry Alonzo." "But I'm so glad I talked her out of having an abortion. I think the whole situation made me want to become a teacher." "You're kidding?" "No, Barry. For whatever reason, I wanted Marylou to have the baby and I wanted this baby to be a smart kid. Strange for a fifteen year old kid to have grown up thoughts like that, huh?" "No, I don't think so, Alonzo. Sometimes I think my Chad is way ahead of himself. Yet, it hasn't hurt him any." "Well, thanks for saying that Barry." "So, what happened after that?" "Well, I didn't let onto my folks that I was gay, but I did tell them about being the father of Marylou's baby. Mama was ecstatic. She couldn't wait to have a grandchild. Papa, well, he didn't rightly say it or show it." "You're fortunate your mom liked the idea." "Yeah, very, considering that Marylou's folks tossed her out of the house." "So, Marylou came to live with your folks?" "Right. Only problem is that right after Diego was born, mama passed away." "Oooh, I'm sorry Alonzo." "Thanks, Barry," Alonzo patted Barry's hand, which found it's way to his arm, in the way of comfort. "So, then what happened?" "Fortunately, there was an insurance policy. Papa believed in insuring a person up to the hilt, I tell you. Of course he figured he'd be the first to go." "So, he had a bigger policy than her, I take it?" "Of course, but he wasn't skimpy on mama, neither!" They both chuckled. "Let me back up a bit here, um right after Diego was born, Marylou split town. Seems she didn't want to have any baby to tie her down." "Disappointed?" "Nah, not really. I mean, just to look on cute little Diego's face. I fell in love with him immediately." "Oooh, that's so sweet." "Yeah, so, being an only child and having a baby, dad gave me a tidy sum. He said he wasn't much on having babies around. I promised to take good care of Diego and keep him out of my father's way. He wanted to give him up to my aunt, but I begged him not to." "I guess you won out." "Yeah and after awhile my dad had offered to go into semi-retirement, take care of Diego. He couldn't see me burning up my insurance money hiring somebody. Dad and Diego became real good buddies." "Oooh, that's so nice to hear. Bet your dad misses him." "Dad had a stroke. He lives in Florida now in assited living. However, from his hospital bed, he knew he was going there, so deeded the house over to me real guick." Barry laughed as Alonzo went into this drama about doing things under the table, so as his dad's assets could be turned into his own. "And how's your dad now?" "Not bad. Every now and then Diego and I will go and visit him. I sure wish West Richland had a facility for him. I'd have him up here in no time." "Yeah, but I would think the weather in Florida is a lot better for him." "True. Plus it's a nice getaway for Diego and I to go visit him." "I'd love to hear the rest of your story, Alonzo, but Washakie will think we're playing hooky from school!" Alonzo laughed, as Barry gathered their garbage, stowing it in a can. "Do you like hiking and camping, Barry?" "Yes, but can't say that we've done much of it." "Would you be interested?" "Sure. Drag Steve's gang along with us." Reaching the high school parking lot, Alonzo pulls into a spot. "Isn't this Washakie's spot?" "Yeah, won't it be a killer when he pulls his hair out, seeing somebody parked in his spot?" "You little devil, Alonzo!" Laughing, they report to the main office. "Oh look girls! Our morning announcer is back!" "Morning announcer?" Alonzo reiterates the words of the secretary. "Yeah, they found out one of hidden talents this morning." "Mr. Barr, would you mind making this announcement of the girls cheerleading squad?" "No, wouldn't mind at all!" Cheerfully Barry walked around the counter, taking the microphone in hand. Only one thing was on his mind. What would Steve think upon hearing his voice over the PA system! "Attention students... listen up! Girls cheerleading practice will meet today at 3:15 in the gym," then off the top of his head he adds, "be there or be rectang-u-laire!" Everyone in the office, including two young guys burst out laughing at the added remark. "You didn't tell me you were so hip, Barry!" Alonzo commented. "Hee hee.. I don't know. Just came up and out, I guess." Even the teachers in the classrooms, those thinking it hip, laughed along with their students. It had become the highlight of what would normally be just another day at West Richland High School. Of course the distinct voice had Steve thinking where he's heard it before and when it dawned on him, he got an extra tickle out of it. Washakie walks in the office and says, "What's with eveyone? I walk past two classrooms and it's like kids are actually happy learning!" Most likely he thought the secretaries laughed at his joke, when actually they reflected on Barry's 'big one'. "Come in gentlemen," Washakie invited Barry and Alonzo, then turning to the two chairs, "Another fundraiser Lederman?" "Yes, Mr. Washakie. We need you to read this over and..." The principal picks up the one boy's paper and signs it off. "But you didn't even read it Mr. Washakie." "Just as long as you're not selling marajuana, Lederman!" Richie and Jason were the 'kings of fundraisers', not only initializing them, but drawing in huge funds to support trips, the tsunami and other worthy causes. Barry thought they were kind of cute boys. They might get him to buy whatever they're selling! "Have a seat gentlemen." Barry and Alonzo apologized to each other, as when they sat, they crossed their legs, the tip of their shoes colliding. Freak accident. "As you know, Phyllis Ward has vacated... No, let me put that realistically, between us. Ward has chickened out of her position teaching here and I need a replacement." Alonzo and Barry recovered from their laugh at Washakie's 'no nonsense' remark. "At the same time, this year has been earmarked for team teaching. Now Barry, you were supposed to be team teaching with Steve Clark. However, since Alonzo, you are new to the high school and Barry, new altogether, I'm going to put off Steve's team teaching and pair up you two. How do you feel about that?" Barry looks at Alonzo and says, "I protest!" Of course he waits for their gut reaction and then smiles. "Haa ha ha ha haaaa.. oh man, Barry. You had me going there for a minute," Alonzo reports back to him, purposely kicking at the sole of Barry's shoe. Washakie gave his laughing applause as well, saying "I think we might have our new faculty advisor for the drama club!" Alonzo asks seriously, "Lennon's not heading it up this year?" "Nope. Say's she's had enough with pulling teeth trying to get kids to come out to the rehearsals." "Hmm, well I'd like to take a stab at it." "Really? Hot damn! I thought we'd be searching the rest of the semester for a faculty member." Barry raises his hand, "I'd like to co-advise, if it's alright." "I think somebody better throw some water in my face!" Washakie replied, totally shocked at the offers. In fact he got on the intercom with his secretary to bring in the papers to sign, before they got away! "Well, men, you've totally made my day. Of course, any production you will need to run by me." "I suppose no nudity?" Alonzo asks. "As long as it's not beyond being barechested and that's only for the guys?" Barry and Alonzo chuckled. Barry wondered if Alonzo was thinking what he thought. A couple of barechested guys might prove nice! "I'll have a couple of ideas ready for you tomorrow," Alonzo offers. "Hot damn you move fast, Alonzo!" "Hey, we're talking about students' education here. Can't take too much time on that fact alone." Barry asks, "When does the drama club meet?" "Whenever you say." "Cool!" Alonzo says. Washakie leads the two out of his office. Alonzo says to Barry, "Why don't you get on the horn and announce the drama club meeting tomorrow afternoon?" The secretary, smiling, has the mic all reved up for Barry. "Attention students, for a short announcement. Sorry to interrupt... heck, I'm 'not' sorry for interrupting on account of this is an important announcement! Tomorrow the drama club will meet in front of the main office. Meet Mr. Romano and me there or be rectang-u-laire!" Those poor teachers, in the middle of lecturing, or giving an exam, or trying to hold the students attention. "Oooh boy!" Washakie said, joking, "I can't wait for the complaints to start rolling in!" The biggest jolt came from the seventh period science class, when Washakie strode in, to excuse the substitute. "Students, I'd like to introduce you to your new science team teachers, Mr. Romano and Mr. Barr." Well, right away the glum atmosphere jumped alive, as they recognized, from the previous upbeat announcement the name 'Romano'. They just figured the other guy was 'the other guy'. Washakie never saw teachers greeted by students hopping out of their seats and rushing up to shake the teachers' hands. Instead of saying anything further, he left the room and let them fend for themselves. "Which one of you are the mystery voice?" "How do you spell that rectangle word?" "Are any of the dramas you going to do have a steamy scene?" Finally the two teachers got the students to sit down. Of course they hadn't any lesson plan, so Alonzo adlibbed. "Today, we're going to have a story on dinosaurs." Hell, Alonzo's been teaching elementary school. What better time than 'story time'. "How many of you have heard the story, 'Where The Wild Things Are'?" There were many wrinkled up noses, a few sneers and a couple of cutesy girls whom wanted to desperately hear the incredibly, sexy twenty-four year old teacher tell it. Unknowingly to anyone, a few of the guys were interested in hearing it from their new sexy science teacher. Of course, given a double whammy, they'd hear one tell of it and still take in the Dylan McDermott look alike, as they tried keeping their own monsters tamed! "Um, Mr. Barr, would you open the window, please?" "Sure." One of the junior boys in the back thought to himself, 'hmm, so that's the dad of Chad Barr? Now I know where he gets those damn good looks from!' Another boy sat on the far right, his eyes intent on the 'story', while undressing Mr. Romano with his imagination. A couple of girls wished they had Mrs. Ward back. She wasn't the cutest chick, but at least she wasn't a man! Well, the story turned out differently, Alonzo telling the high school version, but the students remained attuned to the rendition. So attuned that they stayed beyond the sounding of the class change. The next class coming in, bottled up around the door. Others in the hallway, became curious and soon security had to interrupt the mass of students trying to get a look into the room. It's when a different set of teachers came in the room that Alonzo and Barry realised that the seventh period class was their last for the day. So, they booked. "Some teaching day. I'm exhausted!" Barry grunted. "Hee hee heeee.. you have quite the sense of humor, Barry." "I do?" "Don't be coy, boy!" "Barry!" "Hi Kade." "I heard about you getting boosted into instant celebrity status." "Huh?" What freaked Barry out is Kade staring Alonzo up and down. "Oh, Kade, this is Alonzo Romano." "Aha! Glad to meet your cohort in crime!" The two shook hands. Alonzo had a very warm feeling when they did. Barry noticed Kade's smile seemingly 'stuck'. "Oh my, I forgot to call Jade and tell her to expect two more for dinner. Kade, would you like to join us?" "Sure. So, you are heading up the drama club, huh?" Barry excused himself to use the office phone. "Yes and Barry offered to co-advise." "That's great. The drama club actually needs a booster shot. If you need any help, I've had some acting experiences." "That's cool. I'll let you know, Kade." Hmm...the two knew they were eyeing each other up. Why didn't they just come out and say it! Of course Kade had his marriage to think about, so that turned that idea off right pronto-like. "I told Washakie I'd have a play already to present to him tomorrow, if you can come up with any ideas, Kade." "Hmm, something to think on. Maybe by the time dinner comes around I'll have something for you." "Cool. That'd be great. I'm a little rusty on my high school drama club presentations." "Yeah, I think somebody mentioned to me you taught on the elementary level. Married? Have kids?" "Not married and have a nine year old son. Diego. You'll get to meet him later. What about yourself? I mean, as far as kids go?" "None yet." "Well, I better go rescue Barry. Um, I'll see you later Kade." "Yeah, sure. Nice to meet you." Kade stood there, watching Alonzo walk away. He almost cursed himself for being married! % By this time, Matty waited outside the high school for Chad to get out. Sean had gone home with Ken, eager to have a talk with him. "You're quiet." "Dull day at school, Ken." "Same here." "Ken?" "Yeah, Sean." "Ken, I... I don't know how the fuck to say this." Ken waited. He had a bad feeling that the shit readied to hit the fan. "Ken, I don't think this is working out between us, man." "Huh? But we just met. We've got to give this a chance, Sean." "Ken, it's nothing personal. In fact, it doesn't have to do with any inadequate about you. Blame me." "But Sean." "Sorry, Ken. That's all I can say." Ken didn't say anything further. It was obvious to Sean that he wasn't taking it well, even though he did most of the surrendering of feelings. "Thanks for the ride, Ken." "I'll see ya around, Sean." Ken didn't stick around. He cleared out, driving down the Clark drive and making his exit. Going home, he sulked, going to his room, stripping off his shirt and lay down on his bed. "Fuckin' bastard!" Putting his pillow over his head, all Ken could think about was the breakup and then his thoughts turned to having Sean tied up eagle-spread in his basement. Instead of a nice bdsm session, Ken envisioned torturing Sean and getting pleasure out of seeing him scream his lungs out. "I'll teach you to fuck with me, Sean Clark!" Ken found his little black book and looked up the telephone number of his cousin. % "Going to school is real cool." "You like it Philip?" "Yup. Except that I can't play gym yet, Aidan." "Did you see any guys like me that you thought were handsome, Philip?" "Nope. Only you Aidan." The two walked along the road, back from the bus stop, Philip's arm over his bud's, backpacks slung over their arms. "It's gonna be so cool with you and me sharing a room, Aidan." "Yeah, I know, but I wonder if our dads will make us sleep in separate beds?" "Does it matter, Aidan? We can sneak in each other's bed whenever we want to." "Yeah, I guess." "Hey, Squirt!" "Hi Chad, you should see the school they have here!" "You guys want a ride?" The two hopped aboard. Matty greeted them and they turned toward home. Of course they headed towards Matty's house. When Aunt Bernice was reported not at home, they hightailed it through the house, out the backdoor and through the Chatsworth yard and then entered through the backdoor of the Clark house. "Hi Jade!" "How are my little honey's?" Each greeted Jade and then took up a stool at the kitchen island. A bowl sat in front of each of two places. As Jade arranged their snack, they chatted like the dickens, telling of their day at school. For Aidan, Philips first day made his extra special in the telling. % Sean, like his normal routine, hit the shower and then sitting in a pair of lowrise briefs, tackled the books. His mind batted back and forth between the nucleus of an atom and his breakup with Ken. Finally he slammed the book shut and lay down on his bed. Both of his hands found a nip and began playing with them. "God how I love that feeling!" He sighed, mashing them between his fingers and thumbs. Soon his hand moved down his hairy trail and under the elastic of his briefs. Grabbing both balls, he squeezed them, taking delight at them throbbing with light pain. His other hand began stroking his cock. Soon he had to anchor the elastic waistline under his balls and stroke his shaft from the light blonde hair, to the head. Precum helped lubricate his movements. % churning up the juices?... Copyright 2005 T. Chase McPhee All Rights Reserved. www.assgm.net www.nifty.org Permission is NOT granted to publish this story to any PAY site, nor any site that is not listed above, without the author's prior consent.