Date: Sun, 25 Nov 2001 01:24:32 EST
From: Tjw6195@aol.com
Subject: Kelly's Problem -- Part 6 (Revised)

Part 6 -- Kelly's Problem

Preamble:

This is a story based on real people in a situation which they were never
in (Though I wish that they had ;)).  The names have been changed to
protect the innocent and not so innocent.  This is purely a fantasy of the
author and is not meant to be taken as fact.

Also, please note that the sex that occurs in this and succeeding parts is
unprotected sex, which while understandable in the early '80s before the
scourge of AIDS was fully understood, was still dangerous because of the
possibility of other sexually transmitted diseases.  The characters in the
story can only catch what I allow them to, even if it's a case of the
pimples that are the bane of teenage life.  Practice safe sex!

My thanks to those who have written me with words of encouragement and
asking for more of the series.  I have bounced ideas off of several of you
and appreciate the help.


From Part 5:

It's Sunday afternoon and Tony is still in a funk over the events of the
past week.  And on top of it all, his best friend Jack was seeming to take
that little creep's side in all this.  Damn John Wilkerson!  How he could
ever have considered the crippled little bastard his friend, heaven only
knew!


Just then, the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hello, is this Tony Dickerson?"

"Yeah, it is.  Who is this?"

"My name isn't important.  Just listen.  Last night, after the party, I saw
Kelly Langer's car where it shouldn't have been."

"And just where is that?"

"In John Wilkerson's driveway.  I also hear that John's folks are out of
town.  When the cat's away the mice will play, don't you think?"

"Who is this?"

"I can't tell you.  Just ask John or Kelly what they were up to this
weekend?  You can probably tell if they are lying."

"WHO IS THIS?! And how do I know I can trust you??"

"Just ask them what they were doing.  You might be pleasantly surprised.
You might even say that you'll get back what was taken from you."  CLICK!

The dial tone sounded in Tony's ear.  He smiled.  He could guess what John
and Kelly had been doing Friday night.  This was going to be an interesting
week.  Very interesting.


The Story:

After sending Kelly off with the kiss to end all kisses, I went back into
the house and cleaned it up a bit.  Not so much the living room, which did
have an open bag of chips and needed some vacuuming, but my bedroom.  My
bedroom reeked of sex.  I had lost count of the number of times Kelly and I
had either sucked each other off or made wild, passionate love in the last
thirty-six hours.  I smiled just to think about it.

I stripped the bed and went to wash the sheets in the laundry room.  This
took about an hour.  I remade the bed and decided to put it to use right
away.  I made sure the alarm was set for tomorrow morning, just in case I
didn't wake up some time over night.  It was only eight o'clock, for Pete's
sake.  I don't remember the last time I went to bed that early, maybe when
I was eight??  I fell asleep almost as soon as I hit the pillow.

I must have been exhausted!  I slept through the night and got woken up by
the alarm.  That almost never happens.  I showered, made myself the usual
breakfast and took the car to school.  I just hoped that I could keep the
silly grin off my face today.  It would be a sure sign of having done
something over the weekend.  While Kelly would know immediately what I was
grinning about, some of the more intrepid people in the school would be
able to guess why as well, although the who with would take a while longer.

It would also be tough keeping my hands off Kelly when I saw him.  It was
bad enough before this weekend, when I didn't know what it was like.  Now
that I knew the physical sensations as well as the emotional ones, I was
afraid that my control would not be good enough.

I decided to see if I could find Jack to see if he had had any luck with
Tony over the weekend.  I saw Jack in Chemistry and walked over towards
him.  Unfortunately, Tony was sitting next to him.  "Hi, Jack.  How's it
going?"

Jack glanced at Tony before he replied.  "Doing fine, John.  Could I talk
to you later?"

"Yeh, sure.  Later then."  The shortness of Jack's response worried me a
little as I walked to my seat.  I think that part of Jack's reasoning may
have been Tony's proximity, but it still worried me all the same.  Had
something gone wrong?

I spent the rest of the morning worrying about what Jack might have to say.
I got to the cafeteria before any of the other guys.  I saw Kelly enter
with Tim and motioned that he should sit down at his usual table, and I'd
be there when I could.  I was waiting for Jack.

When he finally showed up, it was with Tony in tow.  I suppose that it was
natural as they had the same class before lunch.  I had hoped to get Jack
alone but apparently that wasn't going to happen for now.  I decided just
to let Jack set the terms for our talk.  As Jack and Tony sat down I said,
"Hi guys.  How are things going?"

Tony smiled, but there was something wrong with that smile, as if he knew
something I didn't.  "Everything's fine, John.  Why, should something be
wrong?"

Now he had me worried.  "No.  Nothing should be wrong.  I was just hoping
to have a nice conversation with two of my friends."

"Are you sure that is what's going on?  If I didn't know better, I would
think that you're off by one in your calculations."

Through out this two-way conversation, Jack had remained silent, looking at
who ever was talking.  Now he spoke up.  "Come on, Tony.  You said you'd be
civil.  At least give John the benefit of the doubt."

'Give John the benefit of the doubt.'  I'm not sure I liked this.
Obviously Tony had told Jack something and Jack was willing to hear my
explanation before he took sides.  I wondered what it was.

"What's up then, Tony?  What am I supposed to have done now?  Obviously
something new, otherwise you wouldn't have to give me 'the benefit of the
doubt.'"

"I suppose that's true, isn't it?"  Tony replied.  "Alright then.  What was
Kelly doing at your place after the party on Friday?"

"To tell the truth, it's rather embarrassing to Kelly.  I guess you'd put
on quite a display after I left Ken's party Friday night.  Apparently you
said some things that had Kelly wondering how far you'd go in carrying them
out.  As I recall, Kelly was more worried about me than he was about
himself.  He thought I should know about them as soon as possible.

"He caught me just as I was getting ready to go to bed.  I told him to wait
while I put a shirt on.  He came in and we sat at the kitchen table.  He
told me what had gone on after I had left the party.  Really, Tony, I would
have thought that what you were proposing to do to me was physically
impossible."  Tony blushed a little at this while Jack smiled.

"We talked for quite a while before I looked at the clock and realized that
it was 3 o' clock in the morning.  I told Kelly to call his folks and let
them know he was staying at my place for the night.  I told him he had his
choice of the couch or my folks' bed.  He took my folks' bed and went to
sleep there.  I woke up at 10 to find him watching cartoons.  We talked
some more and hung out the rest of the day.  That's all.  Nothing to it,
really."

"If you say so, John."

"I say so, Tony.  Have I lied to you before now?"

Jack interrupted at this point to say that I had been pretty truthful with
both of them up to that point.  "I think you're telling the truth.  Now,
about getting the two of you back to talking to each other ^Å"

"I don't know about that.  I still think he had something to do with the
basketball team changes.  If he'll admit that, than we can be friends
again.  If not, I don't want a friend who doesn't stick up for me."  Tony
got up and walked away.

"I guess that didn't work too well, did it?" I said to Jack.

"It did and it didn't.  I hope that the fact that you are telling the truth
about Friday night might lead to progress on the other front.  Tony is just
being stubborn on the team thing.  He'll come around, I think.  Just let me
continue to work on him, OK?"  Jack got up and began to follow Tony out of
the cafeteria.

"Jack, making up is a two-way street.  I don't want to lose Tony's
friendship, but if he doesn't want me as a friend, there's only so much I
am willing to do to retain that friendship.  Tony has to want this as much
as I do.  I am willing to forgive much, but he's got to meet me halfway."

"I know John.  That's why I'll keep trying to get him to see reason.  You
are both my good friends and I don't want to lose either of you because of
this stupid fight."

"Alright then.  I'll see you later."

"Later, John."

I could see that there wasn't much time left for lunch, so I walked as
quickly as I could over to where Kelly and Tim sat with expectant looks on
their faces.  "Hi guys.  What's up?"

Kelly spoke up first.  "What were you, Jack and Tony talking about?  It
looked like it was getting pretty intense for a couple of seconds."

I leaned in closer so that I wouldn't be overheard.  "Apparently someone
spotted your car in my driveway Friday night.  I had to come up with a
plausible reason for your being there.  I hope you don't mind, but I told
them that you were worried about me.  Tony had said some things after I
left the party that you thought that I should know about.  That we had
talked about things and you ended up staying the night."

"OK.  That's close enough to the truth.  I just wish we could tell the
whole story," Kelly murmured.

"Maybe one day, Kel.  Right now, it's the better part of valor to keep
people from finding out.  Both of us may think that we could handle the
pressure, but let's face it, we have enough on our shoulders without adding
to it.  Let's hope I've nipped it in the bud.

" Now, onto more pleasant things.  How are you doing today?  Feeling OK?
God knows some of the things I've read suggest some soreness is possible.
I know that every once in a while I've felt twinges today."

"And what soreness and twinges are you referring to, John?"  Tim asked with
a crooked grin on his face.  I had the feeling that I was treading close to
admitting what went on over the weekend in front of people who had no idea.
Oh, I'm sure that Tim knew.  I expect that Kelly had told him on the way to
school this morning.

"I'm referring to the workout Kelly and I did on Saturday at my place.  I
was so sore yesterday that I didn't get out of bed much at all."  I looked
at Kelly when I said this.  I could swear that he was having problems
holding it in.

"Why should you think I was sore, John?  You know that I work out a little
during the season to build up my stamina," Kelly said.

"Did you want to work out some more at my place after practice tonight?  We
wouldn't be disturbed.  The folks get home tomorrow from Chicago."

"I don't know John.  I have homework to do tonight.  I tell you what.  I'll
talk to my folks and see if they would let me come over to study and if
there's enough time left, we can have a short workout."

"Sounds good to me.  Call me to let me know what up."  Just then the bell
ending lunch sounded.  "I'll see you at practice."

I got up and started towards study hall in the library.  I was slightly
surprised when Tim followed me.  I didn't think that his next class was in
this direction.

"So John, what your version of what went on this weekend.  Kelly was
practically gushing this morning when he picked me up.  If I didn't know
you and Kelly, I would think you tried to recreate a love fest between
yourselves.  He's so much in love with you that if you don't love him back,
he is going to be devastated."

"Come on, let's head to the library and I'll tell you about the greatest
time of my life with the greatest man I've ever known," I whispered.  We
hurried to the library and snuck Tim in again while I signed in and
distracted the librarian.  Tim headed right back to the table in the far
corner of the library, where I joined him a couple of minutes later.

"So, what happened at your house?  I want details," said Tim.

"Well, when I got home, I made sure I had plenty of soda and munchies.
After that, I spent what seemed an eternity for Kelly.  I was so nervous
that I was going to screw up that I almost called Ken's house to ask you
whether Kelly had left yet.  Fortunately, I didn't, because at that point
the doorbell rang.  Kelly came in and closed the door.  Almost right away
we headed over to the couch and started kissing."  I told him how we had
taken each other's clothes off, how Kelly had carried me up to my bedroom.
How we sucked each other off and then how we made slow, gentle love.  (Well
he did say that he wanted details!)

Then I asked Tim, "So how did it go with Sally?  Anything happen I would
want to know about?"

He blushed for a second.  "Well, nothing really happened.  We talked.  We
kissed each other's cheek and made plans to see each other again.  I really
do want to see her again.  She took me and Linda Gotshell home around 2:00.
She dropped me off first, and then took Linda home.  I think she went off
in your direction.  At least I think that's where Linda lives."

I had to think for a second.  Yeah, Linda did live out in my direction if
you were coming from Tim's house.  And now I knew how Tony had found out
that Kelly was at my place Friday night.  It had to be either Linda or
Sally who had told him.  My money was on Linda.  The little bitch had in
for me ever since I turned down her attempts to take "pity on the poor
cripple" by gracing my social life with her presence.  If I recall
correctly, she didn't take kindly to my rejection of her.  "Little cripple"
and "gotta be a gay boy" were the words she used while she grabbed my
crotch in an effort to shame me into going out with her.  That she had done
it in front of my friends in the local eatery's parking lot hadn't added to
her favorable rating in my eyes.

"Listen, Tim.  Be very careful about what you say in front of Linda, or
even Sally if you think that she might accidentally say it to Linda.  I'm
almost positive that Linda is that one who told Tony that Kelly was at my
place Friday night.  The bitch has had it in for me ever since I refused to
go out on a date with her.  She is a nasty one if she doesn't get her own
way."

"OK, John.  If you say so, I'll try not letting anything slip that might
get back to Linda."

"All I am saying, Tim, is to be careful.  If it gets out that either Kelly
or I or both of us are gay, who knows what would happen.  If it does come
out, I want to be in control of how and when.  For my sake as well as
Kelly's."

Tim nodded his agreement and we moved on to other topics.

The rest of the day went quickly.  Before I knew it, it was time for
practice.  Coach gathered the team around and told everybody how proud he
was of the effort the team had put into the game against Monroe.  He told
us that if the same effort was put into our last five games we might just
win them all.  Personally I would settle for three out of five.  That
should be enough to get us a couple of steps higher in the conference
standings.  He also announced that Tony would get more playing time based
on his continued good play.  When I heard that I hoped it would make Tony a
little easier to deal with.

After practice, Kelly, as usual, was the last one into the locker room.  He
winked at me as he went into the showers.  I winked back.  I don't think
anybody caught us.  By the time, Kelly came out of the showers, everyone
else was packing up and leaving.  Surprisingly, Tony had been among the
first to leave.  He had glanced at me before he left and I could have sworn
I saw a slight smile show on his face.  Jack had said bye before he left
and told me he'd see me tomorrow morning.

I waited for Kelly by his locker.  He rounded the corner, towel around his
waist.  I smiled at him and asked him, "Hey Kel, what are you trying to
hide there?  Lord knows I've seen it often enough to know what it looks
like."  I playfully reached for the towel so I could pull it off.

"Hey.  Cut it out, will ya? You'll get enough later."

"Oh, I will, will I?  Why can't I have some hors'derves now?"

"Because, lover boy, if I don't get home for supper soon, we won't have
much time for 'studying' later if any time at all."

"OK.  OK.  Can I at least have a kiss?"

"I think that we can manage that," he replied as he pulled up his jeans.
He leaned over as I took his head between my hands.  Our lips met and our
tongues became reacquainted with each other.  It was not a long kiss.  He
was right.  Better to take it easy now, so that he could hurry over to my
place later.

I walked down to the laundry room and put the rest of the laundry in the
washer.  I didn't have long to wait for Kelly to bring his stuff in.
Another brief kiss while I tossed his stuff in, and then Kelly and I walked
out to our respective cars.  I was really looking forward to tonight.  To
tell the absolute truth, the weekend had turned me into a sex-crazed
teenager.  I wanted to do it with Kelly as much as I could, as if there
were no tomorrow.  I could only hope that he felt the same way.

I drove home quickly, so that I could eat and be ready for his phone call.
He called around 7:30.  He told me that he was having some trouble
understanding his science class and had heard that I could explain it in
English.  I laughed and told him that if he was having problems, I'd be
glad to lend a hand (or two) in helping him understand what the teacher was
telling him.  He said he could be right over.

I got some sodas out and sat on the living room couch to wait for him.  I
didn't have long to wait.  The doorbell rang and I got up to answer it.  I
opened it to find a slightly winded Kelly getting ready to push the
doorbell again.

"Hey guy.  I hope a cop didn't see you tearing through town.  You must have
broken the land speed record and the record for the 100 yard dash to get
here this quick.  Did you bring your science book with you?  Can't study
without it!"

The look on Kelly's face was priceless.  For a second there, he thought I
was serious about his science book and studying.  I quickly motioned him
inside and closed the door, before I burst out laughing.  "Lighten up, Kel.
I was just kidding.  You'd think that I just told you Santa Claus didn't
exist.

"I got some sodas waiting to be drunk."  I lowered my voice.  "But I'd
rather just drink you up instead."

Kelly got a big grin on his face.  "I could go for that," he said.

He guided over to the couch; gently sat me down on it.  He took my head in
his hands, and guided it towards his lips.  We kissed, deeper this time.
Our tongues re-explored the other's mouth, going over familiar ground once
more.

As we got more and more into this kiss, I reached over and began to rubbed
his cock through his jeans.  This brought a moan from Kelly that almost had
him breaking off the kiss.  Instead he copied my actions, and soon had me
as hard as steel.  I broke off the kiss and said, "Oh, Kelly.  Please keep
that up.  It feels soooo goooood!"

In response, Kelly quit rubbing me.  Instead he undid my belt and unzipped
my jeans.  He reached into my boxers and began stroking my hard cock.

I laid back on the couch and took off my shirt, leaving me nude from the
waist up.  "Please Kelly, may I?"  I said gesturing weakly toward his
jeans.

"Yeah.  Go for it, John!"

I reached up and undid his jeans, pulling both them and his underwear down
to his knees.  I raised up my hips so that he pull down my jeans and
boxers.  After he did this, I reached around hips and pulled him on top of
me.  We soon lost ourselves in grinding our bodies against one another.
Between more kissing and an increase in grinding intensity, I was quick to
reach the point of no return.  "Oh, God.  I'm close.  Kelly, I'm going to
cum.  Ohhhh!"

Kelly quickly broke off the kiss and slid himself down my body.  Without
even using his hands, he took my cock in his mouth and began sucking.

"Oh, Kelly, here it, ah, ooh, CUMMMMMMMMS!"  If it hadn't been for the
weekend, my orgasm would have been the most intense of my life.  I must
have shot five or six strong blasts into Kelly's willing mouth.  He didn't
spill a drop.

"May I suck you please?"  He smiled, nodded and rose to his knees besides
the couch..  I don't know why I bothered asking.  I didn't really wait for
his answer.  I just reached for his hard seven inches and bent my body so I
could take it into my mouth.

He was as good tasting as he had been the day before.  I sucked and sucked
and before I knew it he moaned, "Oh, John.  You wanted it!  HERE IT CUMS!"
And so it did.  Seven hard shots of cum, followed by a small amount of
flowing cum.  I swallowed it all.

I leaned back on the couch and held out my arms.  He sank between them.
After a short but passionate kiss, we just laid there and cuddled.  Before
we knew it, it was 9:30.  Kelly had to go.  If it hadn't been a school
night, I would have kept him there and damned the consequences, so much did
I want to hang on to him.

Instead, Kelly stood up.  He pulled his briefs and jeans back up and put
his t-shirt back on.  He smiled and said, "I wish we could do this every
night.  I love you so much that whenever I leave you, it's almost painful.
But I guess we'll have to settle for whenever we can find the time."  He
sighed.

I pulled up my own pants and stood up.  I told him, "I know how you are
feeling, Kelly.  I feel the same way.  I don't want you to leave.  But I
know that you have to go.  I'll see you tomorrow morning, my love."

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him.  I really didn't want him
to go.  He gently unwrapped my arms and said, "Goodbye John.  I can't wait
until I see you tomorrow."

He picked up his books, put on his coat and walked to the door.

"Goodbye, Kelly.  See you in the morning."

He opened the door, turned toward me and blew me a kiss.  Then he closed
the door and walked to his car.  I watched him as he pulled away.


Tony left as soon as he could after practice.  But he came back hoping to
find out what was going on.  He heard what sounded like moaning coming from
the locker room.  He then heard what sounded like John saying that he would
be taking the laundry to he laundry room.  Tony had to leave for good at
that point.

Later that evening, he got another phone call.

"Hello."

"Hello, Tony?"

"Yeh, this is Tony.  What do you want?"

"Did you ask the cripple what Kelly was doing at his place at three in the
morning?  It must have been interesting."

"John said that Kelly was worried about him due to some of the things I
supposedly said at the party on Friday.  They just got to talking, and lost
track of time.  John said that rather then having Kelly drive home, he just
had him stay at John's place."

"Yeah, right.  That's a bunch of bull shit.  Odds are that the crippled
queer was making out with his new boy toy."

"I've got one question for you.  How do you know either of them is queer?"

"Let's just say that I know for a fact that the cripple doesn't put out for
girls."

"You must really hate John to say that."

"Let's just say he's not at the top of my Christmas Card list."

"Well, without proof, I can't take it any farther.  He's given me a
reasonable explanation for what happened Friday night.  Unless you can do
better?"

"Are all guys wimps?  I swear there isn't one of you that has any balls.
Even with it right in front of your face, you can't see it."

"Hey, if it's so obvious, why don't you do something yourself?  Especially
as you think I can't.  Goodbye."  Tony hung up.

As he lie on his bed, Tony thought about what he had heard in the locker
room after practice.  Unconsciously, he reached into his pants and fondled
himself.  Who could it have been?  Could it have been Kelly and John, as
the caller seemed to intimate?  At the time, he had assumed it had been
either Kelly or John having a jack-off fantasy.  Humm.  Maybe he should try
and sneak back into the locker room tonight to find out.


Well, that's it for Part 6.  I'm really sorry it took so long to get out.
Life has not been kind for the last month and one-half.  I would hope that
Part 7 will be done in a more timely fashion.  As always, any comment,
constructive criticism, and suggestions are welcome.  Flames tend to be
ignored.  You can email me at tjw6195@aol.com.