Date: Wed, 31 Mar 2004 02:36:37 -0500
From: unkle_c@yahoo.com
Subject: Teen Bully pt. 26

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The acts are consensual and are a result of their love or lust for one
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addition, this story also contains fight scenes between teenage boys, if
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"Teen Bully" pt. 26

Classes were a little hectic for me, cause throughout the day, I
couldn't keep my mind off the fact that Dover challenged Sean to a
fight, and that Dover may be in over his head.

I mean looking at Dover and Sean side by side, it was clearly visible
which was more muscular, Sean looked like Superboy next to Dover., not
that Dover doesn't have an awesome body.....he does......but Sean like
Danny....is solid hard muscle every INCH of their young jock bodies.

Dover informed me that he wanted me at the club to witness the fight, I
told him how concerned I was, and how mean Sean is, and at the very
least...... Sean would probably not fight very fair, but Dover let it be
known he wasn't intimidated. "Listen up Jay....if you go through life
letting some dude with muscle and a cocky attitude scare you into not
defending your self.....then you'll spend your entire life being
intimidated by assholes....and I don't want to live like that....and I
don't want that for you either....got it? So I'll stop by your house at
six pm and we'll go to the club together....ok?"

Dover and I were at the club a lot earlier than the scheduled fight, he
gave me a tour and told me how he wanted me to start working out with
him, and how he wanted to teach me to defend myself, he even signed me up
for a six month training program, without waiting for my ok. "Ok Jay, now
that you've had the tour, here's what I want you to do, since we're on
Spring break starting Friday, I want you to start working out and
training with me Saturday morning...figure on spending Two hours a day
here with me for the next two weeks...we can work out a different
schedule when we return to school...k?"

I just looked at him like he was some kind of knight in shining armor or
something. "You'd really do that for me...I mean you'd really take the
time to work-out with me and train me to defend myself? ........before
you answer that....I gotta tell ya Dover....I'm not an easy person to
train......I'm a slow learner when it comes to fighting and stuff...ya
know?"

Dover dragged me into this little office, and shut the door. "Look
Jay.....I don't care how slow a learner you are...I don't care if it
takes us the next two, or three, or even five years...I'm not gonna stop
working with you till you can totally defend your self on your own...so
you'll never have to take orders from people like Danny or Sean, or
Dillan, or who ever else has been using you against your will....I like
you .....I like you a lot.....and I want you to be safe from ALL the
assholes out there....ok?"

I just stood there like a dummy, staring at him...no one had ever talked
to me like that before.....sure Josh and I were as close as two brothers
could ever be....but he never once insisted I learn to defend
myself...never mind teach me how to.

I was beginning to really like Dover, it seemed the more time we spent
together, the more I liked him.

"Ok....if you wanna waste your time trying to teach a nerd like me to
defend myself.....I have no objections" I started imitating him...the way
he played shadow boxing with me that day we walked home from school
together....I purposely hit my self under my jaw...and fell to the
floor.....then looking up at Dover ...I asked.... "You sure you know what
you're getting yourself into, dude? This could be YOU down here after
spending three minutes in the ring with ME!"

Dover was laughing his ass off. "Dude?.....You may be a little
wacked....but you're no nerd...ok? Now get up and tell me what I should
wear for this fight."

He just had to go and spoil my silly mood, by reminding me of his
upcoming fight with Sean tonight. The happy expression left my face
instantly. "aaah .....uuuummmm .....listen.... Dover, about this fight
with Sean...aaahh ...maybe you don't have to go through with it...ya
know? Let me talk to him....maybe I can work something out with
him...maybe..."

Dover grabbed my shoulders and started shaking me.... "SHUT UP
JAY!......STOP FUCKING TALKING LIKE THAT....I'm not scared of that
asshole, and there's nothing I want more right now ....than to teach
that fuckhead a lesson...you think because he's more muscular than
me.....he can beat me? Is that what's bothering you?"

I nodded my head, than looked down at the floor. "You've never seen him
fight Dover....he's good.....and when he's done beating on you....he's
gonna humiliate you BIG TIME....trust me!"

No more had I gotten those words out of my mouth when there was a knock
on the office door, it was Dovers uncle, letting Dover know that some
dude by the name of Sean was up front looking for him. Dove introduced me
to his uncle Mario, then told me to stay inside the office and wait for
him.

While alone in the office, I began checking out the trophies on the
wall....and nearly pooped my pants, when I noticed every single one of
the forty something trophies arranged neatly along two walls......., had
Dovers name on it, along with the date, and other info describing the
boxing match. Then I glanced at two huge beautiful trophies, that stood
nearly as tall as me....and read in big letters " Dover McHale State
Champion" "Championship Teenage Boxing Bout 2001" and an exact duplicate
with the same reading for 2002....both with Dovers name clearly
highlighted, brought a huge smile to my beaming and proud
face......beaming.... with happiness for him....proud.... just to be
acquainted with him. So I guess Josh wasn't lying about this part of
Dovers life, he truly is the States Teenage Boxing Champ...the strange
thing is....he hasn't even mentioned this to me yet....he's so freakin
modest.......then a new thought entered my mind...... `oooooh my
GOD!...... maybe he can take Sean!'

After about twenty minutes waiting for Dover to return to the office, I
decided to go up front and see what was up.

I found Dover chatting with his uncle, I then gazed over the now nearly
empty club, looking for Sean, but he was no where to be seen. I figured
he must be changing in the locker room or something. I politely waited
aside while Dover and his uncle finished their private chat, then he
waved to me to follow him as he went outside.

After I caught up with him, I could tell by the look on his face he was a
little pissed off. "What's up Dover...where we heading.....where's
Sean?"

He kept walking as he shook his head.... "He wants to postpone the fight
till the Monday after school vacation.....the fucking piece of
shit...MAN! ....I was all pumped and hyped for tonight! ....Now I have to
wait two freakin weeks! To teach that dude a new attitude!"

I tried to think of something to say to lighten Dover up a little. "Hey
dude.....think of it this way.....you now have two weeks to work up to
it....I mean that's better than going at him blind ...right?"

Dover stopped dead in his tracks...and glared at me. "Jay?.... Are we
friends? .... I mean....do you wanna be closer friends?"

I obviously chose the wrong words to lighten him up....cause the
expression on his face now was even more angrier. "I think we're
friends....and of course, I'd want us to be better friends....why?...
Did I say something wrong?"

Dover stood there with his head turned, not even looking at me. "The
thing is Jay.....well....uuummmm.....well.....damn it Jay....you just
have to stop talking like that....ok? I'm not afraid of Sean...or
Danny....or whoever else is bullying you...and to be more
precise...well.....without sounding like some big headed tough boy...with
a huge ego.....well ....the thing is?....I'm not afraid of anyone...I
know how to fight...and if I should lose the fight...ooohhh well...better
luck next time! Listen Jay....what I'm trying to say here is.... I
....or you....we can't look a fight straight on...and even think about
the possibility of losing....the possibility doesn't even enter the
mind....it just isn't there....got it? You have to face every fight head
on with only one thought..... I'm going to win this fight.....you have
to be thoroughly convinced of that....THEN....you just start fighting
with the full intention of kicking some butt! Now...with that said...let
me add this...I know Sean is strong...I know he's tough....that much is
also on my mind....the only other thing on my mind is....with a dude like
him....I need to stay on my feet...and not be taken to the mat....and
Jay, that's all I allow myself to think about.....nothing
else....NOTHING ELSE!....I never allow myself to even think along the
lines that this dude might beat me...... Do you understand now?"

"Jay? .... Jay? .....HEY.....are you crying? Fuck dude! Why you crying?
I'm not mad at you...Honest! I mean...it isn't your fault....you don't
know the rules, or the way I think..... It's that fucking dickhead Sean
that I'm mad at....not you! I was ready for him tonight....completely
ready...and the fucker postpones it....but don't cry Jay....I'm not mad
at you ....seriously dude!"

Being the overly sensitive dude that I am, my feelings were hurt when
Dover, a dude that I was beginning to truly care about, began yelling at
me.

With my head still bowed, and the gentle warm breeze drying my eyes, I
felt myself being pulled into the ally of two buildings. Then shocking me
into even more tears, Dover pulled me closer to him, wrapping his arms
around me and began hugging me tightly, like I used to do when I was
younger with my teddy bear Andy, after taking it out on him for me being
punished, thinking that if I'm going to feel like crap....so is Andy.

Being held so tight in a genuine hug by another dude, was something
totally new to me, I wasn't even sure how to react....I mean.....I
wasn't even sure if I was supposed to hug him back.

It was his next words that sent me totally over the edge, releasing over
a month of built up emotions, feelings of self pity, over a month of
feeling sorry for my self... cause of this mess I had gotten my self
into. "I'm sorry I made you cry Jay, I promise never to do that
again.....you deserve better...I know you've been through a lot of
shit....and all I want to do .....is to give you back your life....along
with some self respect....that's all..... I'm sorry Jay...please stop
crying? I promise.....I'm going to make everything better for
you....even if I have to kick every fucking ass in that school....along
the way....from now on dude....you're nobodies fucking slave!"

I cried like a baby, often sobbing loudly, and every time I thought I was
done crying, a new humiliating vision popped into my mind, like the time
at the mall when that swimming team rival dude and his buddy jerked off
in my face....and that time at the park, when Jamie Hunters made me blow
him behind the bushes.....right outside, in front of God and every body!

I think I actually stood wrapped in Dovers strong bear hug and cried
about every single occasion...... where I was humiliated to shit.

I even cried about Danny....telling me I'm his best friend, yet
insisting at the same time, that I'm still his faggot cocksucking slave,
and how that is.... As much as I may at times..... wish for something
more...... all that I will ever truly be to him, and trust me....that
thought alone made me cry for an extra ten minutes.

After who knows how long of crying, and only cause there were no more
tears left, it was then ....I realized that I was hugging Dover back, it
was then, when he gently lifted my chin and whispered... "You done?" It
was then... I realized.... that for the first time in my life.....I had
an honest to goodness friend!

With Dover holding my chin up, I still couldn't look him in the eye, I
so did not know how to respond to another dude treating me so nice! He
raised my chin till I had no choice but to look him in the eyes. "I guess
I'm not such a good friend after all...if I yell and make you cry....I
guess that makes me no better than the rest of them...huh?"

I shook my head. "Ooooh no you don't dude!....you're not shaking me off
your buddy list that easily....I'm going to hold you to your promise...
to work out with me, and teach me to defend my self....and then....after
I can fully take care of my self....then we can part friends.....k?"

Dover's wide grin told me everything was ok between us. "You serious
dude? You'd seriously drop me as a friend after I've turned you into a
lean, mean, fighting machine?"

I smiled back into those mysterious eyes, still wondering what they were
trying to tell me. "Don't worry Dover, the way I look at it...it should
take you approximately thirty years to teach me to fight good.....and
trust me....by then....you'll be happy to part company!"

Then without warning...Dover spun me around and began playfully humping
my butt. "Then I guess I have only one means of keeping you around
forever.....I'll have to impregnate you....huh? Maybe with twelve or
more children running around, you'll wanna hang onto me....just to feed
them all....right?"

We began walking again while laughing and joking that if it really was
possible for one dude to impregnate another.... how over populated this
world would really be.

Then....I thought to myself....ooooh my GOD! I'd surely be pregnant by
now, and I'd NEVER really know.....who the father truly is.

We decided to walk all the way home, and not bother with taking a bus or
cab. The walk took us nearly two hours, and during that time, we had
pretty much filled each other in on our whole lives.

Dovers mom had died in a plane crash when he was like two years old. He
was raised by his dad with a lot of help from his uncle. He never gets to
spend much time with his dad, cause the dad travels all over the world
setting up sporting events. His uncle lives in the home next door to
theirs, and when the dad is away, his uncle Mario keeps a close eye on
things next door.

Both his dad and his uncle Mario were both rather wealthy, and that's
why all the money raised at the boxing club went straight to Dover,
without his uncle even taking a penny.

When we reached my house, it looked as though my rents were still not
home from their trip. "Hey Jay...it's all dark inside, weren't your
folks due back today?"

My parents always left the light on for me at the front entrance, and
since there wasn't one on, it could only mean they were still not back.
"Well if they aren't back yet, I'm sure there's a message on the
answering machine from them, I don't guess you'd wanna stay over
tonight....would you?"

Dovers face lit up like a Christmas tree, but he tried his best to hold
back his excitement. "Sure....I mean if you're afraid of the dark and
stuff....then maybe it's better I stay ...huh?"

We both started laughing. "Yeah right dude! I'm afraid of the darkness
in my own friggin home!"

" You mean...you're not?..... hmmmmmm! Maybe there's some hope for you
yet....eh?"

Once inside, Dover called his uncle and told him he was staying over, he
explained to his uncle that all his books and stuff were in his locker at
school anyways, so no big deal, he then placed his hand over the phones
speaker... "Hey Jay, you got an over sized shirt or sweat shirt I can
wear tomorrow?"

I nodded my head yes, then while looking at his chest , I wondered if I
had spoken to soon. "Yeah uncle Mario...I'll just wear the same jeans...
and Jay has a shirt for me... k ...love ya too..bye"

I checked the answering machine, and noticed there were three calls, I
knew one would be from my rents, probably saying they were delayed
somewhere, I figured one was probably from Danny, and I was hoping the
other was from Josh, since I hadn't seen him at school all week,
actually not since Monday when Sean humiliated him in front of everyone,
and as much as I tried to convince myself I was through with him....I
still worried about him.

I told Dover to make himself at home, while I checked the messages, and I
explained that my room was probably a mess since Danny stayed last night
and we didn't make the bed and stuff.

I was right-on with the first two messages, one from my rents explaining
that things were going a little slow with the final arrangements after
the funeral, that they may actually be away for another few days, and
that they wired some money to be deposited into my savings account, to
hold me over and stuff.

There was a message from Danny, telling me that he was invited by Sean to
spend spring break at Seans parents camp at the lake, it was just going
to be the two of them and Sean suggested it would be a cool opportunity
for them to re-bond. He also wanted to know who this dude was that stuck
up for me.....and how fucked up he must be.... to wanna fight Sean.

The third message was from my grandmother just checking on me and stuff.

I made up my mind to break down and call Josh.... if there was no e-mail
from him. I kinda figured he was ok physically, otherwise his mom would
have called me, but I just needed to be sure.

I made Dover and I some sandwiches and snacks, and carried them up to my
room. I was surprised to see him still fully dressed, while checking out
all my photos on my book shelves.

I sat the food down on my desk. "Hey dude....I made us some stuff, hope
you're hungry! I just need to check my e-mails, so help yourself."

Dover turned to me and was smiling...no offense Jay...but you look like a
girl in most of these pics....what I mean is...you're really like a
teenage movie star or something...your skin is so smooth, no hair, no
zits....I bet you could easily be a male model.....and I don't mean that
as an insult....I mean...you're a really good looking dude....what I
mean is...

I stopped him from embarrassing himself. "It's ok Dover... no offense
taken....I actually get told that a lot, Josh's girlfriend says I'm GQ
material..... that is when I'm not sporting black eyes, fat lips... or
other facial bruises.... which all seem to be a permanent part of my
features lately.

Dover stood there staring at my face. "Not anymore Jay....not anymore!
Those days are over!"

I shook my head. "Thanks Dover, but the truth of the matter is pretty
simple....you can't be at my side watching over me 24/7"

"That's not true Jay..... I can be...if you'll let me....it's mostly
at school that you need someone by your side....and I've been hearing
rumors that Danny has marked you off limits to a lot of the real assholes
there, of course he may change his mind about that... once I have a chat
with him, but the thing is...there's really only another couple of
months of school...less actually... so I think I can keep an eye on you
till schools out for the summer...even IF Danny calls off his protection
for you! The other thing is...once you've started working out with
me...and I show you some neat ways of temporarily defending your self
...that is...till I teach you how to really fight....you'll be surprised
how quickly peeps learn you're no one to mess with!"

We spent the next couple of hours just chatting, getting to know each
other even better. He told me how boxing came fairly easy for him, how
his dad owned a chain of gyms and actually started teaching him to box at
the early age of five, and how spending countless hours after school and
on weekends either studying or at the gym training, had left him with
limited friends...and no real time for a girlfriend.

He even mentioned that for a year or so, the only thing close to a friend
was his neighbor down the street...which of course was Josh. He went on
to say that he and Josh never really clicked, but he envied Josh even in
his younger days for having such a loyal friend as me.

When he said this...my eyes got watery once again.

He brought up the famous swimming practice story that went around school,
and how angry he was, when he heard that Josh did absolutely nothing to
stop Danny, and how Josh then turned around and beat me up himself. How
he wanted to beat Josh up for doing that, even then.

Dover was sprawled out on my bed as I checked my e-mails.

I was sort of happy when I saw Joshes e-mail addy appear in my mail box.
However, my happiness was short lived when he informed me he was already
in florida, living with his grandparents. He begged his parents to let
him leave the day after Sean humiliated him in front of every one.

How could he leave without talking to me first? There was just so much
that needed to be discussed, before moving away and ending our friendship
forever!

His e-mail was brief, saying once he is all settled, he'd send me a
longer letter....I shut down my computer...wondering if he would!

I felt sad, it wasn't the feeling of a lost friend, but that of a lost
family member, I could feel myself choking up, but fought the tears, for
the benefit of Dover.

I told Dover it was time to undress and climb under the sheets and
comforter, asking him in the same breath, if he wanted to shower first.
There was no answer, he was out cold, and even my shaking him didn't
bring him back from dreamland.

I went and showered, then returned to my room, and began undressing him
as far as I dared.

I removed his sneakers..... and stopped there. As I began covering him
with the sheets.... he smiled up at me. "Are you serious dude? What about
the rest of my clothes?"

I started laughing. "Dude? You were only pretending? WOW! Now I'm glad I
did stop at your sneakers. Else I would have received a few lessons in
boxing tonight...eh?"

Laughing his ass off, Dover threw off the sheets and comforter, and
pleaded with me to finish undressing him. "Come-on Jay.... finish what
you started...please?"

Already under the covers myself, I realized he was totally serious, he
was really ASKING me, there was no.... "hey faggot...remove my jeans for
me, or hey cocksucker, you still have work to do!

I couldn't .....nor did I believe anyone could refuse such a sweet, HOT
looking dude as Dover......anything he wanted!

I crawled back out of bed, and walked around to his side, and unbuttoned
his tight jeans. I began to unzip them, but got hung up when I reached
the bulge. He let out a wicked cute giggle. "It might work better Jay, if
you press down on the bulge with your fingers while unzipping the rest of
the way! It's not like it's gonna jump out and bite you!"

I did as he suggested, I pressed down on the protruding bulge at his
crotch with my four fingers.....his flacid cock felt so thick and spongy
...and by pressing it inward ....I managed to move the zipper all the way
down. Just that brief touch of his soft dick and balls....made me hard!

I looked up at Dover as he laid across my bed with a sly smile on his
face. "Now all ya gotta do is pull them off me, dude. You'll have to
climb up here and maneuver them down over my butt."

Since this had become part of my everyday routine with either Danny or
Dillan or Sean....or somebody.....removing a dudes jeans or briefs while
they were laying down, was no longer a challenge for me.

I climbed up on the bed and knelt between his thighs....then placing my
fingers between the waistband of his jeans and the waistband of his ck
briefs, I gently wiggled them downwards over his tight bubble butt, then
backing myself up to the foot of the bed...I placed his legs together and
struggled with the tight jeans once again, as I pulled them down over his
muscled thighs.

Once I had removed his jeans, I knelt down on the floor at the foot of
the bed, and slowly removed his white ankle sox.

Not sure if it was out of habit or desire...but I placed my lips against
the sole of his feet and kissed each one, taking in the faint odor of his
sneakers. Then sticking out my tongue....I licked the entire sole of both
feet before moving my tongue to the toes.

After giving his feet a tongue bath, I climbed back on the bed between
his legs ....and as he spread them wide...I crawled on my belly up to the
crotch of his tight briefs, and gently kissed the outline of his nuts,
and like the last time....I once again fell in love with the clean
sensuous odor radiating from his privates....resting my nose and lips
there..... wishing I could just remain in this position for eternity.

It was the sound of his smooth and nearly silent moan, as he placed his
hand on the back of my head... gently smothering me into his growing
basket, that the very first thoughts of how different this all was,
compared to the others........ began flowing through my mind.

I literally had to tare myself away from the soft cotton .....covering
his thick tool, wishing I could just use that as my pillow tonight and
every night for the rest of my life.

I looked up once again and saw Dover still smiling down at me.....not the
evil smile, I was accustomed to receiving from Danny and the
others...this smile was warm and genuine.

Without any words spoken I placed my fingers into the waistband of his
briefs, and as he raised his butt up off the bed, I pulled the tight
briefs down and off.

I looked up as he removed his tight t-shirt, playfully and
teasingly....tossing it in my face...I quickly pressed it against my
nose...inhaling his sweet intoxicating odors...... then he laid down flat
on my bed with his head raised up by my three pillows, that gorgeous
smile still plastered on his handsome face.

With still no words spoken... not even words such as....SUCK ME FAGGOT!
or LICK MY BALLS QUEERBOY! ....I took it upon myself ....to once again
crawl up between his widespread legs...pausing briefly to kiss each of
his thick, hard as rock thighs.

Still with no encouragement from Dover, I moved on to his private jewels,
brushing them first with my lips..... then my tongue.... all over his
soft nut-sac. Inhaling that awesome odor of his privates.... an odor so
intoxicating.....an odor only he can generate.

While doing so.... I listened carefully to the only sounds escaping his
lips....the unmistakable sounds of pleasure...his way of reassuring
me....that he was ....so far ......very content.

I then felt the palm of his hand....not forcing my face into his groin as
the others often do....but gently resting on my head...softly combing my
hair with his fingers.

After bathing his nut-sac, I stuck out the tip of my tongue and pressed
it on the head of his dick, and licked at it...... like it was an ice
cream comb, sending Dover into never never land.

His whole body shook and quivered..... as I stuck the tip of my tongue
into his piss-slit and wiggled it. It was at that very moment that he
could no longer hold back his male aggressiveness.....wrapping his strong
thighs around my head.... and his hand now forcing his thick tool further
into my hungry mouth.

The soft moans ...now magically transformed into words... "Oooooh God
Jay..... this feels so incredible.....Ooooooh pleeeaase don't
stop.....please blow me, Jay.....ooooh man! I can't believe how awesome
your warm mouth feels......this is sooo waaay better than the first time.

I too was in heaven...having his awesome thighs wrapped loosely around my
head, brushing them with my hands...if he only knew how much a dudes
thighs turn me on......let's just say..... feeling his strong thighs,
turned me on so much....that I gave to Dover that night....the best blow
job of my young career!

Somehow, and I'm not sure how....we ended up with me on my back and
Dover laying on top ....fucking my mouth like it was the last time he'd
ever be able to fuck anything. His thighs no longer around my head...came
crashing down on each side of my face with each major
thrust......luckily...my days of choking to death on a dudes thick cock
were now rare....unless of course I was in the position that I now find
myself...on the bottom ....of a fierce face fucking....then all bets of
me gagging to death ....are off.

When I felt his cock expand within my mouth, I truly tried in
earnest...to push him off me......not because I didn't want his cum
inside me.....but I was afraid that like the first time I blew him....and
swallowed his jizz....he'd get mad and storm out again.

BUT, as hard as I tried to push him off my face...he was way to strong
for me....and then he crashed down on my face one last time ...and stayed
there.... sending large goblets of warm sweet cream... flooding down my
throat. "Oooooooh Jay.....take my babies.... swallow them.....let them
swim inside your belly forever.......oooohhhhhh yeeeeeaaaah
....man.....take my cum .....take it all Jay!"

Sadly, I didn't even get a tiny taste of Dovers cream, he kept his dick
buried deep in my throat till the very last drop of his thick cum left
his dickhead. This from a dude that spaced out big time...when I ate his
cum just a few days ago. Telling me how fucking gross that was....that I
would swallow another dudes cum.... funny how time changes everything!

When Dover pulled himself off me....he didn't even ask me to clean his
dick for him....allowing me at least the flavor of his cum. He waddled
off to my bathroom and showered.

What the hell just happened....I thought to my self. It started off so
wonderful....then it turned into the same ole ....fuck the fags face
scenario!

While Dover was in the shower, tons of thoughts were going through my
head.....I don't know why I thought Dover was different....he just came
up with a different method of using me, that's all......otherwise he's
the same as the rest.

While waiting for Dover to finish his shower, I must have dozed off,
cause the next thing I know, Dover is shaking me. "Jay? Jay wake up!"

I opened my eyes, and looked up at Dover. "Hey dude.....sorry!...I
didn't mean to fall asleep"

"It's ok Jay....I just needed to know....if you're mad at me"

"Dude?...mad?....WHY?.......why would I be mad at you?"

"Jay.....I didn't mean to go all wild like I did....that was wrong of
me....I just couldn't help it....I got soooo into it ....I've never
experienced anything as awesome as that in my whole life....and I just
got carried away.....I'm sorry Jay!...I wasn't even thinking about you
choking and stuff....I don't even know what came over me!....I"

I placed my finger up to his lips. "It's ok Dover......seriously...I'm
fine....see....no harm was done...I'm only sad about one thing!"

Looking deep into my eyes...with those ever so mysterious eyes of his....
he asked... "sad? ......I was expecting you to pissed off....not
sad.....Sad about what?"

I hesitated for fear that HE might get angry with ME.....then I just
blurted it out. "I'm sad....cause I didn't get to taste your sweet
cum!"

With a smile as wide as an ocean spread across his handsome face, he did
something that marked the beginning of my life. He leaned down ...got
right into my face ....and kissed me right on the forehead....not just a
quick peck.....a long drawn out .... kiss. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I
know....BIG DEAL!....but to me....that along with the crushing hug
earlier....meant more ...than if he had buried his tongue inside my
mouth! Ok, ok, maybe I'm over exaggerating.... maybe the wet tongue
would have been a wee bit nicer......but the fact is... it WAS a big
deal....to me!

The next morning, I gave Dover his third blow-job to date.....as a matter
of fact...that's how I woke him up!

Disappointingly.....there was no thank you kiss...this time.

The rest of the week went along smoothly, Danny, Dillan and their friends
were doing an awesome job of spreading the word to other horny dudes,
that I was off limits, and to keep their distance from me...even Sean
seemed to be pre-occupied with his buds, though strangely enough....I did
notice him and some friend exchanging some money and a paper bag inside
the boys room. I had never known him or Danny to take any type of
drugs.....but I figured it might be some weed for the long two weeks, he
and Danny would be at the lake side cabin.

Sean's dad took our whole swim team there once to do some swimming and
fishing.

The cabin was awesome.... Just a few feet from the deck to the water, and
it had all the modern stuff...like telephone, large tv, even a computer
and a work out room.

I remember even then, which was last summer...how I had to hide a woody
most of my three day stay there..... cause Sean insisted that we only
needed to wear speedos while staying at his camp. I should have known
back then....the trouble to which my roaming eyes would eventually lead
me.

I was kind of happy that Danny was going to be away for the next two
weeks, I was looking forward to working out, and being trained to defend
myself......ok...and spending more time with my new friend.

It was early Saturday evening.......Sean's dad dropped him and Danny off
at the camp, along with plenty of food to last them the two weeks.... "Ok
son, the Jameson's are just three cabins away....if you should need
them...they know you and Danny are here alone, I'm sure they wont bother
you as long as you check in with them at least once a day....now be sure
to call me...if you two should decide to cut your stay here short....or
if anything else should come up where you need me....have fun....and
remember no swimming beyond the ropes.....see you in two weeks"

Sean's dad wasn't even out of the driveway, before Sean started giving
Danny an attitude. "What are you unpacking for dude? All we need is our
speedo"

"Dude?....You can wear speedos if you want.....but for right now...I
wanna wear shorts!"

"No dude! You know the rules here.....ONLY SPEEDOS! ...So put the fuckin
shorts away..... ok?"

Danny seeing the rage in Seans eyes.....and not wanting to create a scene
since Sean was nice enough to invite him for the two weeks, threw the
shorts back in his over night bag, and threw the bag against the wall.
"Have it your way....but I'm telling you right now...if it gets fuckin
chilly in here.....I'm throwing my sweats on....whether you like it or
not"

Sean lightened up a little.... "chill out dude....k? Besides...it never
gets cold in here.....and....I just happen to have brought along an ice
chest filled with beer.......to keep us warm.....I packed the chest last
night....dad never even suspected that it wasn't soda"

Danny was now all smiles as the two high fived each other. "Fuck dude! I
stopped giving you credit for being smart like three weeks ago....now
here you go and do something fuckin intelligent"

"Ya, ya, ya, Dano, I'm waaaay smarter than you'll ever be, dude! Now
stop your dissin .....and get that speedo on ....may as well get some
swimming in ....before it gets too dark...eh?"

With the two muscle boys now horsing around in the water, you'd never
know there was ever any hard feelings between them, jumping on each other
and dunking each other like two playful five year old brothers.

After spending nearly an hour of trying to out muscle one another in the
water, the two went back inside, and flopped on the huge leather
sofa...both with beads of water dripping down their well developed
teenage chests and pecs, both now fighting for space to spread out on the
sofa, while playfully using their muscular legs to gain dominance over
the other.

Both wearing tight, black shiny, and thoroughly wet speedos, both showing
off baskets the size of baseballs.

This time it was Sean who gave in, but only because he felt it was time
to pop open some brewskies. "K dude....I'm lettin you win...cause I'm
thirsty for one of those brews....you ready? I'll even do the honors and
go and fetch them myself."

Danny showing some pride over the battle of the sofa, was quick to defend
his strength. "Fuck you, you're lettin me win! You know my legs are
stronger.... dude! AND... since I'm stronger all over.....you SHOULD be
the ONE fetching the brews...just goes without sayin....am I right....or
am I right?"

Sean now laughing his ass off. "DUDE? Don't even go there...you're so
full of shit...I'm fuckin stronger than you...and YOU KNOW
IT!....dontcha?........ DONTCHA?"

As Sean was heading for the kitchen, he turned to look back at Danny.
"Hey dude?....you know what we've never done.....we have never done a
test of strength....you know?......I mean to see which of us really is
the strongest.....wanna do that after we down a couple of brews?"

Danny now put on the spot, hesitated before answering.....he always knew
this day would come. "Ya....I guess.....I mean....if ya want"

Sean smiled to himself......so far.....his two week old plan.... was
moving right along .....without the tiniest glitch.

He popped open one can of beer, then took an empty can out of the cooler
and filled it with water. He then pulled two pills out of a paper
bag....one Ecstacy and one Viagra....dropping both into the beer, he
headed back to the sofa.

Placing the can of beer in front of Danny, Sean kept his hand on it and
winked at his bud. "K let this set for a minute...till we discuss the
rules of our `Test of Strength' then we'll both guzzle this first beer
down....DEAL?"

Danny started laughing. "What rules, dude? This aint no major
competition.....we're just two buds testing our strength....we don't
need no fuckin rules...give me the damn beer...dude!"

Sean pulling the beer away from Danny, insisted there be rules. "Noooo!
Wait....hear me out first......k?.......This test of strength between
us.... is gonna once and for all determine which of us is the
strongest...so it really is a big thing....therefore...we should have at
least a couple of rules or somethin...right?"

Danny now getting frustrated and knowing fully well how stubborn Sean can
be, gave in once again. "Ok, ok, ok, what's on your mind for rules?"

Sean grinned at his bud.... "simple...RULE # 1.....whoever turns out to
be the strongest...gets jerked off by the loser ...two times before we go
to sleep tonight......and I mean a complete hand-job....in whatever
position the winner decides.....Rule # 2 if the loser refuses to live up
to his duty.....the winner can spread it all over school what a wimp the
loser is.......you up for it?"

Danny started getting pissed.... "No way dude....I'm not touchin your
dick...... not even once...never mind twice....so forget it!"

Sean grinned his famous evil grin... "Sooooo....the tough Danny
Fazio..... finally admits that he's weaker than me....eh?.... bout time
dude.........bout fuckin time!"

Danny quieted down...and with a smirk, he gave in once again. "I'm not
admitting nothin dude.....if that's your fuckin rules ...then
ok....fuckin sounds gay to me though.... if you know what I mean! Now
give me the fuckin beer!"

Sean's grin grew wider as he handed Danny the beer, and as the two
guzzled, Sean rubbed his wet crotch.