Date: Sun, 18 Jan 2009 15:01:34 -0500
From: joshhmax@aim.com
Subject: dreams of alex 4

This story is completely written from my imagination and is only slightly
based on real characters and my fantasies involving them. Do not continue
to read this if it is illegal in your jurisdiction or if you disapprove of
sex between two teenage boys.

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Three classes down, four more to go. Now was the moment I had been dreading
all weekend, it was time for Gym. I had gone this far without anyone
finding out that anything was any different than usual with me. But I was
about to go to gym and even though hardly anyone pays me any attention Im
pretty positive they are all going to notice my hairless body. My stomach
rolls over as I climb the stairs to my locker to exchange my books in my
locker. As I climb the stairs I can feel the legs of the boxers tighten
around my thighs. They were really small on me and felt more like
boxerbriefs then they did boxers. I could also feel them riding up my in
between my buttcheeks as I climbed the stairs and I wondered again why
anyone would want to wear this godforsaken piece of clothing. For some
unknown reason I instantly thought of Alex, wearing a pair of my
briefs. That image alone was enough to cause me to go completely hard.  I
was glad I had a couple books out of my book bag that I could carefully
place in front of me as I was walking so no one would notice.  I got to my
locker and threw all my stuff inside including my bookbag since it was
nothing but a hassle and didn't fit into my gym locker anyway. I then
caught a glimpse of the clock on the wall. 10:49. Oh great now Im going to
be late to gym, too. I take off down the hall and jump the whole half
flight of stairs and do a quick pivot to jump down the next half. Im
luckily one of only a few people in the hallways so it is easy enough for
me to dodge them as I run down the hall. I make it into the gym locker room
a little late, and just as I feared half the class had already finished
changing and was horsing around. I tried my best to not look nervous as I
opened my locker and fished out my clothes thinking about the best way to
do it without attracting attention or showing to much of my body at one
time. The shirt I was wearing was pretty long and would hide an erection
pretty, much better then my gym shirt which was a size too small and only
just came down to the brim of my shorts. I took a quick look around to make
sure no one was watching and when I had decided that the coast was clear I
quickly pulled off my shorts and pulled on my gym shorts. After I pulled
them up I looked around again to see if anyone had noticed my hairless
legs. Happily realizing that no one noticed I was about to put on my shirt
when I realized that I was wearing shorts now. Not pants like I was
earlier. It would be completely obvious the whole time I am in gym that I
had hairless legs. The only question is if anyone would notice. I decided
that it really didn't look that much different from usual and plus no one
really looks at other peoples legs anyway.  I took another quick look
around and pulled off my shirt and was about to put on my shirt when I
heard, "Dude what happened to your armpit hair?" the voice was loud and
seemed to echo through the room. It seemed like everyone had stopped what
they were doing to look at me. I panicked not sure what to say or what to
do. I still had to put on my shirt and with everyone staring they would
most assuredly see that I had hairless pits. I ran as many excuses through
my head as I could.

"I lost a bet. My team just never seems to win when I need them too!" I
laugh nervously hoping everyone will believe me and leave me alone.

"Yeah I know what you mean, man that sucks though for you. Just be glad it
wasn't your pubes!" he laughs a little and it seems like the rest of the
class has forgotten about me and has moved on to another topic. I take a
big breath, crisis averted.  Hopefully I can use that excuse for my legs
too if anyone notices. And if Im lucky I might actually make it through the
whole week without another question about it.  The coach comes out of his
office and ushers us upstairs. I keep running possible scenarios through my
head, trying to think of things I can say when they happen. Im not paying
much attention and hardly heard any of the things the coach says to us
before he throws a couple basketballs in our direction and sends us on our
way to start our individual games. I end up in group with the nosey guy
from the gym. He seems to be staring at me a lot and I hope I don't end up
on his team. Id hate to have to be passing balls back and forth with him
the whole time. Id feel like he was always watching me. But luckily he ends
up on the other team. The game starts and I make it look like im playing
but in reality im not trying at all. My body going through the motions
while my mind is still trying to think of more situations and my possible
excuses. It was going great until a few minutes later the basketball
bounces and practically lands in my hand. I catch and move quick to throw
it again. I dodge left and right but the guy in front of me is not giving
me any chances so I try to throw it over him. I raise the ball above my
head and throw it toward my teammate on the outside of the three point
line. As the ball leaves my hands my mind is instantly drawn back to my
surroundings as I feel someone come up behind me and in one fluid motion
rip down my pants and boxers. Getting pantsed was a common occurrence in my
gym class, it seemed like it happened to at least one person everyday and
usually it happened when someone did a really good job playing the game. So
in gratitude someone from the other team would catch them off guard and
pants them. The fact that this was a common occurrence gave me no solace
because I was now exposed to almost all of my gym class and my hairless
crotch was completely visible to almost anyone looking in my
direction. Like every guy does once they are pantsed my reflex lightning
fast pulled up my shorts again. I was only exposed for less than a second
but my whole basketball team was staring at me now. What do I say? What do
I say?

"Man you really got me that time I was totally not expecting that." I try
and say jokingly. As if nothing was wrong.

"Dude you lost your pubes too?" the same person asks again.

"No, I cut them off cause my girlfriend said she wasn't going to give me
head anymore unless I did." I kinda smiled a little hoping they would
believe me when I said I had a girl.

"I didn't even know you had a girlfriend" but this time I don't reply, the
team seems satisfied with my response and gets back to playing the
game. Crisis number two averted. If I have too many more of these Im going
to have a heart attack by the end of the day. Not to mention the rest of
the week.

Time passes quickly and soon I am in the lockerroom changing back into my
regular clothes. Thankfully taking showers is not required at my school, it
is optional, but no one has taken advantage of that option. I am about to
leave when the annoying nosey guy walks up to me and whispers in my
ear. "You're a liar, I know the truth, if you don't want me to tell then
meet me after school today right here in the locker room."

How could he know? My mind dwells on that thought all day. I keep thinking
about it over and over again but I can never come up with a good enough
answer. I start to think to myself that maybe he really doesn't know he
just said that so he could scare me into meeting him. I decided that it was
probably best that I didn't assume anything because if he did know
something then it would be a terrible mistake not to show up. I barely pay
attention in any of my classes, which isn't too much different from usual
but this time my mind was focused on one single thing. What could he
possibly want?

The bell rings for my last class and I make my way to the gym. I can almost
hear the death march playing in the background and I start to wonder if
this is such a good idea. Then I remember my rule for Alex. If I didn't
ride the bus I would be breaking one of his rules and I could hardly
imagine what my punishment would be for such insubordination. I quickly
decide that it would make more sense to go ahead and make sure this guy is
for real first and just deal with my punishment later.

I walk in to the locker room and instead of just the one guy there is
five. I start to get really nervous and really scared. All of them are huge
guys, and look like they all play football.

"Good you showed up. I thought for a little while that you were going to
chicken out." He smiles a little and walks a little closer. "Don't worry
the coach leave right after the bell rings and doesn't come back until
tomorrow morning that means we have the locker room to ourselves for as
long as we need. Plus im his star quarterback so even if he does show up Im
sure I can convince him of anything." I had no idea why he was telling me
all this. I really didn't care if the coach showed up or not I just wanted
him to tell me what he wants so I can leave and go home. "Did I ever tell
you I have a halfbrother? Yeah my dad got remarried to some tramp in they
even had a kid together. Well yesterday I was at their house and he was
telling me this really funny story about a him and his little bitch he made
out of one of the seniors that ride his bus. At first I thought he was
lying through his teeth cause I couldn't believe that a little shit like
him could do anything other then cry to get his way. But then he continued
and told me all the crazy shit he made the guy do and guess what, shaving
him from the neck down was one of them. And guess what else I think you're
the guy from the story. Now tell me is it true?" I started to freak out not
sure what to say.

"Hell no. Im not some 6th graders bitch. Im a senior and I could beat up
any puny sixth grader in a heartbeat."

"Oh really? Well he also mentioned that this senior had a tiny dick. A dick
so small that even he had a bigger one then him. Now im not sure how big
his dick is and I don't give a fuck. But Im willing ot bet that your cock
is tiny and if you go ahead and admit it I wont have to prove it for
myself."

"Dude, this is crazy. Im not going to even stay here and talk about it." I
start to turn and walk away quickly. But two people soon grab both my arms
and pick me up and bring me back in fornt of him again.

"I was afraid youd do that" he says as he motions to another guy standing a
little of to the side. The guy looks younger then the others and seems to
follow his directions quite well cause without any instruction he starts to
pull at my pants button and in a few seconds he has both my pants and my
boxers on the floor and has my tiny cock completely exposed for the second
time today. I struggle against my captors but its no use they are huge guys
and my struggling is getting me nowhere. Soon without any stimulation at
all my cock starts to rise. And the guy in the center smiles. "now is the
moment of truth he says." It takes less then a minute for my cock to get
completely hard and the whole time I can think of nothing else but Alex and
the time that he measured his cock against mine. "Damn, man. I thought he
said your were tiny, not non-existent." He laughs a lot and the other guys
join in. "I think my girlfriend has a bigger clitoris then that baby dick"
I start to glow bright red and hang my head in despair. "strip him." The
guys holding my arms synchronize their movements and three seconds later my
shirt is on the floors. They lift me up and the guy that pulled down my
pants pulls them off my feet and throws them in a corner.  "let him go. He
aint going anywhere now." He says as he picks up my clothes and locks them
in a locker. "If you do everything I ask I'll give you your clothes back. "

I can feel my body getting cold in the locker room and my feet feel frozen
on the ice cold concrete. My nipples start to harden and I wrap my arms
around myself to feel a little warmer. "Ok well now that im sure that you
are who I thought you were im going to make you do what you've been doing
for my little halfbrother." While his is saying it he is unbuttoning his
pants. As he unzips them he calls me over. I walk closer and wait. He looks
at me and brings his hand and rest it on my sholder placing slight pressure
on it causing me to go down. And get on my knees. "Suck it, motherfucker.
Don't act like you don't want too. From all the things my bro has said im
surprised your not trying to rape me right now." I slowly bring my hands up
and pull open his already open jeans and im surprised to find his cock
completely soft sitting and waiting just for me. I am surprised that he
wasn't wearing anything under his pants because earlier in gym he was. I
thought about it for a second but then my mind came back to the task at
hand.  He was cut unlike his brother and the head of his cock was bulbous
and larger than the rest of the cock. I slowly take it in hand and start to
encourage him to get hard. I can feel the blood starting to pump hard as
soon as I touch it. watching it rise with ever pump of his heart. As soon
as it is completely hard I am surprised to find that it is not much bigger
then mine. In the very least he was only about 6.5'' I start to get a
little angry about all the names he had called me and how his dick was not
that much bigger then mine. He gets frustrated with me taking so long and
grabs hold of my head and pushes his cock into my mouth. Unlike the last
time I had sucked cock, this time he was in control. I didn't have to do
anything except sit there as he slowly brought his cock in and out of my
mouth. And soon he was increasing his speed until it felt like he was
fucking my mouth. His hips slamming harder and harder against me his cock
going down my throat. I didn't have the same gagging feeling as I usually
did and tried not to think about it in case it decided to start up all of a
sudden. The last thing I needed now was to throw up. He kept going for what
seemed like hours and I started to wonder if he was ever going to cum but
as soon as the thought crossed my mind I could hear him moan and his
pumping speed up. And soon his cum was pouring into my mouth with most of
it going straight down my throat. I kept on sucking as he slowed down and
after he stopped moving I took up the responsibility and started doing all
the work. Milking all the cum I could out of his cock. When I was finished
I let it out my mouth and back away a little. he smiled at me and motioned
to the guy on his left, who walked over and opened the locker with my
clothes in it. I quickly got up and put them on. "This is just the
beginning. You were lucky this time but next time I think my friends are
going to want a little of the action themselves." I pulled on my shoes and
without looking back I left the gym and started the long walk home. What
was I going to do? If I ride the bus I get used, if I stay at school I get
used. If I don't ride the bus I get punished, if I don't go to school all
my friends find out about me. What do I do? I kept running those thoughts
through my head as I walked. But by the time I got home I still did not
have a solution. I guess I would just have to take it as it comes and do
the best with what im given...

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Sorry it was poorly written this time. I have not had much time to write
and I didnt want to keep you waiting any longer. Keep me updated with all
of your thoughts and whatnot. joshhmax@aol.com