[This story was fabricated and created by me, the
author.
When I looked
at my watch, it was already 10 pm. I finished my homework and then
signed onto yahoo messenger to send word to my friends in California that I
had something important to tell them. I logged back out, turned off my
computer, then left my study. The muscles in my legs were
burning a little from my earlier sprint in the barnyard at
Tommy's. As I walked through the
entertainment room, I heard a knock on the door and said come in.
Connie stuck her head in and when she saw me, she gave
me a smile and came in, closing the door behind. "So it
looks like my timing was right. Did you finish your homework?" She
walked over and sat on the sofa. I joined her there. "I just
finished and now I'm just exhausted."
I looked at her and
thought how much this small woman means to
me. My mother never comes to me to help me wind down
my days and Connie has never failed to do so.
"So tell me demon
child, how was your first day of school
and more importantly," she gave me a wink,
"how's our Tommy's chances looking for making
a play for this?" She
leaned and pointed her finger at my chest,
right over my heart. I looked down at her finger and then
back at her with a large smile on my face.
"He won it Connie. I asked him to be my boyfriend
and he said yes." I reached and grabbed her hand.
"What?! Brent! Are you sure
sweetheart? You barely know him and already you have invited him into
your life so strongly?" The surprised look, mixed with genuine concern,
touched me. "I feel him right here Connie." I
pointed to the same place she had, over my heart. "It's faint right
now, but it's still there. It was stronger when I was with him and
could touch and hold him, but it didn't leave me when I left his house
tonight. So am I sure?" I nodded my head to her. "I'm
sure." She sat and looked at me. Her eyes searched my face and I
sat and simply returned her appraisal. After a few moments she nodded
and reached and took me in her arms. "You don't know how happy I am for you."
She said, then let me go and sat back to look at me once again. "I want
to tell you something Brent." She seemed to be getting her words
arranged in her mind then said, "When your parents brought you home and
finally placed you in my arms, I pulled the light blue blanket you were
wrapped in away and looked at what I had been given. I looked at
your tiny little hands, your feet, the perfect little face with his eyes
closed and at peace with all that surrounded him. I could not find a
single flaw in what I saw and I took this hand of mine," She held up her right
hand, " and I ran this finger across your cheek." She showed me her index
finger. She had such a loving, far away look in her eyes as she related
her memories to me. "As my finger traced your smooth, perfect cheek, you
opened your eyes, reached for my finger and took a hold of it. You
then brought it to your perfectly formed lips. You opened your
mouth and took the knuckle of that finger and put it in your mouth and began
to suckle on it." Tears were now standing in her eyes, as she continued
and her eyes locked back to the present onto my own. "With that single
act of yours, you captured my heart and soul." She looked away from me
and reached into the pocket of her night robe and pulled out a tissue to dab
her eyes. She looked back at me and reached out with that same hand she
hand long ago used, and ran it along my cheek as I sat there and listened to
her talking. "Brent. I felt a cord form between you and I at that
moment. Like the one you just told me about, it was thin and not well
formed, but as the days, weeks and months passed it grew. As the
years passed, it seemed to disappear, but then I realized it had not
disappeared. It had grown so big that it surrounded you and I to the
point it could not be stretched or broken or diminished in any way, no matter
where you or I might be, it was just to big." She dabbed her eyes
again. "Give it time Brent, and if Tommy and you grow in your
relationship, this bond will grow with you. You and he are very young
and this may not last, not that I hope it doesn't for you both, but only time
and both of you can determine that. Just remember that no matter what
happens, you will always have my support and love." She paused and
collected herself. "I love you sweetheart and I'm so happy for
you." She gave me the smile that I had grown so used to seeing from
her, then went on to ask me about my first day of school. Later, after I had showered and climbed
into bed, I lay and thought about what Connie had told me. I tried
to remember if I had felt that cord connecting her and I, but then I realized
that by the time I was really aware of myself as a human being, it had
already grown to the point where it was too much a part of me to be
defined. Maybe what I was feeling inside with Tommy was new and barely
formed, but I knew that what Connie had said about her and I, would never
regress or fade. If only I could form that kind of bond with Tommy, but
that was something he and I would needed time to mold. I wanted
it. I just hope he can and will recognize it and help me build
it. The alarm clock beside my bed sounded and
I looked over and read the time before I slapped the off switch. Ugh!
7:00 am. I stretched under the covers and looked at the light glow
shining through the bay window in my room. The sudden need to empty my
bladder hit me full force and I scrambled from my bed and into the
bathroom. After relieving myself, I hurried and brushed my teeth, wet my
bed hair down and ran my fingers through it. I looked at myself in the
mirror and tried to see if I looked different. I had a boyfriend!
I smiled at my craziness and walked into the bedroom to choose my clothes for
the day. After dressing, I walked to the study and grabbed my book
bag. I made sure all the books I had brought home were in it, then
noticed that my gym clothes weren't, I had left them at Tommy's. I
carried the bag with me to my room and stuffed the extra set I had into it,
and then went and grabbed a pair of shoes, that I knew would be more
comfortable to run in, if we ran again in gym. I stuffed them in
the bag and then left my rooms and headed downstairs. Connie was already in the kitchen, of
course, but I was surprised to see my father, drinking a cup of coffee, and
reading the paper, at the kitchenette. I got my morning hug from Connie,
who handed me a glass of orange juice and told me that my breakfast would be
ready in a few minutes. She nudged me to go over and sit with my
father. I walked over, pulled out a chair, and sat down across
from him. He looked and saw me, folded up his paper, and said good
morning son. "Good morning dad. You're up early?"
He had a smile on his face and I could actually tell he was happy to see
me. "Early for where?" He said and
chuckled. "I think I remember getting up at 5 am every day for the
past 16 years to go to work. I actually feel like I oversleep since
we moved here." He gave me a wink and picked up his coffee to sip at it. I
nodded and took a drink of my orange juice. "So I take it that
everything went well at school yesterday? You seem to even look a little
happy, if that smile I can see is real?" "It was actually a really great
day. I met some really cool guys and Tommy..." Suddenly I felt tongue
tied and a bit leery about telling my father anything about Tommy. I
wondered if I could keep my true feeling out of my voice when I mentioned his
name. My father raised his eyes brows and had
an expectant look on his face, "And Tommy? Did you two get along well
together. He seems like a really nice boy and it would kind of bring the
past full circle, if you and he grew to be very good friends. His dad
and I were inseparable when I was here." Again, I seemed to notice a
wistful look pass his face, like a mirror image of the one that had passed
Mikes yesterday, when he would talk about their past. "Well, Tommy and I are very...well...we
get along great. We have three classes together and...well...I met his
whole family yesterday when I visited with him and everyone was just
great. He has SIX brothers and sisters! It's like an army!"
Safe, talk about the family, I thought. "Well, I guess Mike has been busy since
the last time I was here." He chuckled and smiled. Connie brought over a
plate and utensils and sat them down in front of me. She then set a
glass of milk next to my juice. I began eating and felt relief that I
could put off talking any more about Tommy. My father had a knack for
reading people and he could tell more from what they didn't say in a
conversation, than what was actually said. I glanced at my father a few
times as I ate, and he seemed to be involved in some deep thoughts of his
own. I sat and ate, looking out of the kitchen window, thinking about
seeing Tommy again. I felt a hand touch my left arm and I looked over
and saw my dad staring at me. "I'm sorry," I said, "Did you ask me
something?" Wow, I must really have zoned out or something. "I asked if you had thought about
maybe playing basketball or swimming for the school this year? You
hadn't mentioned anything about it, so I was wondering if you had any thoughts
on it." I really hadn't given it much thought, but now that he brought
it up... "Well, I'm not sure. I think I saw
the Coach preparing for basketball practice after school yesterday, but I
didn't pay any attention to it at the time. Let me think about it and
see what Tommy says and I'll let you know." My father frowned at
me. "What does Tommy saying about it have to
do with anything?" He asked and laughed. "Does he need to agree it's a
good idea, before you decide?" Again my father laughed as he asked me
that. OH SHIT! I knew I'd stick my foot in it if I just gave myself a
little rope. DAMN! "Um...no...it's just that...well he knows
about the teams around here better than I and...well...I think he can answer
some of my questions about them." I finished lamely. I looked at him as
he watched me reply and saw his eyebrows go up and I shuttered out my
answer. I then saw him look behind me for a few moments and I turned to
look where he was, and Connie was standing there looking towards me like she
was trying to bore a hole in my head. She noticed that both my father
and I were looking at her and she kind of flinched and went back to cleaning
up around the stove area. I turned at looked at my father again and he
had a knowing look on his face that almost made the blood drain from my
own. He looked me in the eyes. "So, that's what it's all about."
He paused and seemed to be trying to read something more in my eyes. He
nodded his head slightly to himself and then said, "Well, you're probably
right. He would know how the teams rank around here and could help you
decided if both, or just one of the sports would be of interest to you.
It's only your freshman year, so you have a lot of time still to make up your
mind, with Tommy's help of course." He looked back behind me again and
then returned his gaze to the table. "I think this weekend will be a
good time to invite Mike and his family over for a visit. We have a lot
to catch up on. Your birthday is Saturday, so maybe they would like to
help us celebrate it with you. What do you think of that idea?" I
almost, ALMOST, said I'd ask Tommy! I swear my brain is mush. "That sounds fine to me. I know Mike
said he would really like to get together with you and he made me promise
to tell you hello for him before I left his house last night." I told my
father without too much excitement and without mentioning Tommy's name once.
He got that knowing look on his face again. "That's what I'll do then. I call
him this morning. You said he and his wife have 7 children, including
Tommy, right?" I nodded. "Fine then. I work out the details with
Mike and Connie," he said and looked over at her, "we'll make sure that we
have enough of everything and make a barbecue out of it. I'll let you
know after I talk to Mike, and we'll plan it out for this weekend."
Connie gave her assent. I heard a horn from outside and got up to
look out the window. Hank was getting out of the SUV and walking towards
the front of the house. "Hanks here." I said and went back to the
table and picked up my milk and drank it down. I looked at the kitchen
clock and it was 7:50. When I heard Hank knock on the front door, I went
and opened it for him. He followed me back into the kitchen and Connie
offered him a cup of coffee, which he accepted. He took the coffee and
sat down at the table with my father. I stood at the kitchen counter and
shared a glance with Connie. She shook her head slightly and then I
looked over where Hank and my father sat. My fathers eyes were locked on
me and his scrutiny made me blush. He then looked at Hank and I heard
him ask where a good place was to cater for a barbecue. They sat
discussing that for several minutes before I interrupted them to tell Hank
that it was already 8:10 and I had promised to meet Tommy in front of the
school at 8:30. My father stood up from the table at the same time Hank
got up. "You have a good day at school son and we'll
talk again when you get home this afternoon. The more I think of this
Saturday, the more I like the idea of a celebration for your
birthday. I've missed too many of them and I don't want to miss any
more." He came to me and gave me a hug and kiss on the top of my
head. "I love you, and you two better get going before Tommy thinks you're
not going to show." He said and kind of ruffled my hair. I felt heat in
my cheeks and looked away from his gaze. "I love you too dad. See you this
afternoon." I looked at Hank and asked him if he was ready. He said he
was and I gave Connie a hug as we passed her on the way out of the house
and into the SUV. As he drove me to school, Hank asked what
type of barbecue I liked and other food I thought everyone would like to eat
at the cookout Saturday. I can't recall what exactly I said in
reply to his questions, my mind was preoccupied with wondering how much
my father had guessed about Tommy and what his reaction was going to be when
he found out the facts. We drove up in front of the school and I couldn't
see Tommy anywhere. I looked at my watch and it was only 8:20 so
I guessed he just hadn't made it there yet. I got out of the SUV and told
Hank good bye. He said he' be here at 3:50 and when I closed the
door, he drove away. I adjusted the book bag on my shoulder and started
walking towards the walkway wall. It was low enough that you could sit
on it, and I decided this was a good place to wait for Tommy. I was lost
in though when a pair of hands covered my eyes from behind, and I heard some
giggling. I pulled the hands from my face, and turned around to find
Missy standing there with a big smile, and around her were Erika, Susan, Adam
and Michelle. "Brent! Good morning! I thought I'd
come over and surprise you when I saw you sitting here." She said and sat down
next to me on the wall. "So how was your first day of school?" She had
this cheery smile plastered on her face and had sat way too close within my
personal space for my comfort. "Ah...good morning Missy," I said and
scooted a little away from her so I could turn and face her. I said
hello to the group surrounding us too. "My first day was good. I
met a few new people and some others that I already feel comfortable and close
too." "That's great! You should come
with us at lunch today. We're going to the Pizza Ranch." She looked at
me expectantly. "Um...well, I already made plans with
Frank yesterday. So, I'll have to take a rain check. Oh, listen, I
have to go, I see Tommy coming and there are some things I need to talk to him
about." I jumped up and grabbed my book bag. Without pausing, I
ran to where Tommy was just coming around the corner into the front area of
the school. "Tommy!" I wave and called out to him. He looked up
and saw me running towards him and a big smile replaced the absence there only
a moment ago. I ran up to him and just barely caught myself. I
wanted to grab him in a hug and plant a kiss on those lips I had
been missing ever since last night.
"Brent! Sorry
I'm a little late. The damn bus seemed to just crawl along the road
this morning and every kid seemed to just be getting to the stop, so he
had to wait for them." Damn he looked
so fine. His hair was gelled
and spiked again. His shirt
was a red polo and oh my god,
the jeans he was wearing were tight enough to show his package
bulging. I leaned in so I could be nearer him.
"Tommy," I kept my voice down, "how could
you wear those jeans to school today? You're driving me crazy standing
there in them! I'm going to have a hardon for the entire day just
remembering the way you look right now!" He looked down then back at me
and his face was in flames. "I wore them just for you." He coyly
tilted his head, "So you like me in them?" I took a deep breath. "I'd like you
better out of them and me out of mine! Maybe you can come over after
school, or I can come over again to your house. We can try and find one
of those places your dad told us about!" I waggled my eyebrows at
him. But then his face fell and the smile vanished from his face.
"What's wrong?" I asked and looked around us. He looked up at me and I
thought he was going to cry. "My dad grounded me this morning. I
have to come straight home after school and I'm not allowed any visitors until
Saturday morning." He said and lowered his head. "WHAT?! He can't do that! How are
we going to spend time together if we can't see each other after school?!" I
yelled out and felt my blood start to heat up. This is so
unfair! "Shhh...Brent, you have everybody staring
at us." Tommy said. "FUCK THEM!" I yelled. I'll call
Mike and talk to him. He can't do this to us. I felt Tommy grab my
arm and he started pulling me back in the direction I had first saw him coming
from, when Missy was talking to me. My blood was in high boil by this
point and I just allowed him to drag me along. Maybe I can get my dad to
invite them over sooner than Saturday. Mike can't leave Tommy home if my
dad invites everyone. Tommy drug me around the corner of the building
and grabbed me by the shoulders. "Brent, you have to calm down.
Listen!" I looked at him and the thought of not being able to see him
after school for FOUR days, I reached and grabbed him in a hug. I
felt him hug me back and tears started to cloud my vision. "Are you
listening to me?" I nodded my head into his shoulder, then I realized
this wasn't the right place for an extended hug, and stepped away from him but
kept my eyes on his. "My dad talked with Brandon and I last night and
told us that we had to stop our constant fights. He said we needed to
starting acting like brothers instead of enemies. Brandon and I agreed
with him and we even shook hands and hugged and said we were sorry.
Everything was ok, until this morning." "What happened this morning?" I asked him
and he looked away then back at me. "Brandon woke up this morning and
his left eye was swollen shut and it was all black and blue. I must
have hit him really hard. Well, when I saw it I ran and got my dad and
brought him back to our room to look at Brandon's eye. I was really
scared because it looks so bad! When my dad saw his eye, he looked at me
and, well, he grounded me because I had hit my brother so hard and that was
beyond what usually happens when Brandon and I had fought in the
past." I could tell that it must had been pretty back looking
because of the expression Tommy wore on his face. "But, oh my God Tommy, four days."
I looked at him standing there looking back at me and I felt the cord I
had felt ever since last night rebound and hit me right in the heart.
With him standing right here, it strengthened and reenforced itself.
His eyes widened. "You feel it too don't you?" He asked me
in wonder. "I thought it was only me, but I can see it in your eyes
Brent." His own eyes lite up. He brought his hand up and placed it
over his heart. "Right here!" I nodded and smiled at him. Oh
Tommy, you do it for me, I thought to myself. "I feel it Tommy. I've felt it
since last night. We're connecting and only you and I can make it
stronger. But we need time!" I begged him. "We'll have time Brent. I'm never
going to do anything like I did yesterday, ever. I'll kiss the brat
goodnight and give him a good morning kiss each day if I have to!" Visualizing
that made me laugh. "Come on, we better get inside. The bell
is going to ring any minute." Before he could leave, I looked all around
us, twice, then grabbed him and gave him a kiss. "Lets go!" I grabbed him and pulled him along and
chuckled at the shock evident on his face. It eventually turned into
a big grin as we made our way into the school. Tommy
went with me to my locker, and just as I was exchanging books from
my bag, the bell rang. Tommy and I said good
bye. He said he'd meet me at my locker before he went to lunch and
then again before mine. It was great that we had three classes together,
but it sucked that they were all at the end of the day. I made it to my Social Studies class
for first period. This was the first time because of orientation
yesterday morning. We got our text book and the teacher explained that
this was also considered our homeroom. After Social Studies, I had
Algebra. Peter and I spoke for awhile before the bell rang and class
started. In English, Mr. Richter read from a newspaper article
and we all dictated what he read into our journals, then passed them forward
for him to collect and grade for tomorrow. We read a little from our
texts and then the bell rang. I hurried downstairs to my locker, to meet
with Tommy. Tommy was there and he was talking with
Frank. "Hey guys!" I said, as I worked my way through the crowd to
them. Frank turned and he saw me, he licked his lips and gave me a
come hither look, or an attempt at one. It looked more like he had
gotten a hold of some bad dope or something. I couldn't help but laugh,
and playfully punched him in the shoulder. "Remember you're on probation,
stop that!" He laughed. "So how goes it today. man? You
ready to get us thrown out of IT?" He said and casually waved to a few people
as they passed us in the hall. Damn, this guy just exudes sex
appeal out of every pore, I thought to myself as I watched him lean against
the row of lockers. "If we repeat what we did yesterday,
we'll be separated for sure and have to find new lab partners." I told him
then turned to Tommy. "It really sucks that we have separate
lunches. What are you doing for lunch today?" I asked him. He
looks so cute, I want to kiss him every time I see him. "Yeah, it would be really cool if we had
lunch together. I'm just eating in the cafeteria like always. So
you guys better get going." He turned and looked at Frank, then back to me.
"I'll come back by your locker before I head to 4th." Frank and I told
Tommy bye, and then walked down the hall together to IT. We didn't have quite as exciting day in IT
as we had yesterday. Frank only had to be warned three times and me
once. He brings out the worse in me, but he is just to funny to ignore.
At one point in class while I was concentrating on typing on the
keyboard, he actually leaned over and licked me on the cheek. It startled
me so much, that I shoved him and he fell out of his chair and sat laughing
on the floor. Mike was howling with laughter also, Franks must have
signaled him to watch. That was the cause of the one warning I received
and Frank's last. The bell rang and Frank headed for his locker
and told me to wait for him at mine. Tommy was there, leaning
against my locker drinking a Dr. Pepper. "Hey, so how was IT?" He asked when I
gave him a small shove. He had been looking back towards the cafeteria and
didn't see me approach. "Well Frank and I are still lab partners, but
the ass hole licked me on the cheek and Mr. Smith gave me a warning." I
laughed and told him. "What?! He actually licked you on
the cheek...with his tongue?!" Suddenly Tommy got this far away look. I
stepped up close to him. "Don't." Is all I said to him and he
focused back on me and blushed a little. I smiled and shook my
head. "Ok," he said sheepishly, "so I'll meet
you back here so we can walk to Spanish together. I wished we'd done our
Spanish homework together. I could of used your help with the workbook
assignment. Oh! I have your gym clothes in my book bag, you left without
them last night. I'll bring them to gym with me." "Damn, damn, damn! I forgot to do the
workbook assignment for Spanish! Guess I'll be spending lunch doing it."
I reached into my locker and took out my Spanish book, and workbook.
I took everything out of my book bag, except the gym clothes I had
brought, and stuffed in my History and Spanish stuff. "I brought the extra
set of gym clothes from home, so I'll just keep the extra set you have in
the locker there...I forgot all about locks too! See what you do to me?
All I could think about was you yesterday and now look what kind of trouble
I'm in." I looked up from my locker at Tommy and laughed, then saw
that right over his shoulder was Frank staring at me. I escaped back into
my locker and finished getting my stuff together. Smooth Brent, I
thought. You need to learn to watch your mouth or you're going to out
yourself AND Tommy! I collected myself, stood up from my locker and
closed the door. "So what's with the book bag?" Frank
asked me when he saw I was still carrying it. "Homework!" I said and sighed. "I
forgot to do my Spanish workbook assignment, so I have to do it at
lunch." The bell rang and I looked at Tommy. "Meet ya back here
after lunch. Have fun!" I told him and smiled. "Oh yeah, Algebra after lunch always
gives me a satisfied feeling! Meet ya here." He turned and told Frank
bye, then headed off to class. "Come on Brent, lets go. I'll help you
with your homework. My Spanglish is EXCELLENTEMUNDO!" He offered and grabbed
my arm, tugging me toward the cafeteria. I rolled my eyes at him and
said, "I bet it is! But I want to PASS this class not fail!" He laughed
and continued to pull me along behind him. We went through the food
line, then he led us to the same table as yesterday, with the same group of
guys. Mike was already there and when the guys saw me, they pointed and laughed,
rubbing their cheeks. When I passed Mike I popped him on the head
and he started laughing and ducking away from me. "You got a big mouth!" I said and
laughed, as I took the seat next to him and Frank sat down next to
me. Barry was sitting across the table from me, again with
John on his right. "I think I need to see about transferring
into IT with you guys." Barry said and gave me a wink. "Sounds like to
much fun for me to be missing out on! I also hear from Shane Ritter that
your gym class shouldn't be missed!" I looked at Frank real quick and he threw up his hands,
"What? I didn't say anything, honest." I looked back at Barry, he
had a large smile on his face and all the other guys were looking at me with
a question written across their faces. I blushed and told everyone in general
to forget about it. A few shrugged and went back to eating, but a
few also looked over at Barry, who made a 'my lips are sealed' gesture and just
chuckled. I pushed my tray far enough in front of me so I could take
out my Spanish workbook and lay it on the table. I grabbed a pen from
my bag and opened to the first assignment in the book. I took a corn dog
off of my plate, dipped it into some mustard and then ketchup, and when I
took a bite of it, Frank josseled my arm. I looked over at him and he
had a hold of his crotch and mouthed 'OUCH', then busted out laughing. I
jabbed him in the side and called him an ass hole, then took an
even bigger bite of the corn dog and smiled at him. I returned to
reading the assignment, found that it was pretty simple, so I set to work
on it. I tuned out all the noise going on around
me, which I wasn't totally successful at. With a group of ten guys at a
table, all trying to talk at once, laughing and shoving each other,
anyones concentration would be shot. I was working on the last problem,
when I heard one of the guys say something like MILF, and I looked up at him
to find all of the guys looking in the same direction. I turned to look
what they were so intent upon, and there I saw my mother walking through
the cafeteria, with Mr. Shultz, my house principal at her side, heading
towards the table I was sitting at. "Daaaaamn!" One of the guys at the table
said, I didn't remember his name. "That is one HOT piece of ass coming
this way!" His comment robbed the voice from me, until I heard a
few of the other guys, making lewd comments as well. But, before I could
open my mouth to tell them to shut up, my mother arrived at the
table. "What are you doing here?" I spoke up
before she could say anything. A slight from crossed her face, but she
was too schooled in social etiquette to even think about chastising me for my
rudeness in public, and simply smiled at me. "Mr. Shultz was kind enough to escort me
here to the cafeteria to find you." She turned and indicated his presence
still there by her side and then addressed him, "Thank you for your kindness
Mr. Shultz, and I apologize for disrupting you in your work." My mother
was dressed in a sheath style, strapless rose colored dress. She had a
white cashmere cardigan wrap around her shoulders, white handbag and white,
semi-flat shoes. Her hair was the same color as mine, but a little longer
and cut in a feathery style that hugged her face on the sides and styled to
perfection, to accentuate her cheekbones. She was 45 years old, but like
my father, not a wrinkle marred her face and she could pass for 28 any day of
the week. She had a more than ample bosom, modestly
covered, and weighed about 110-114 lbs. The thing that always
embarrassed me, was that even with her shoes off, she still was taller than I
by at least 2 inches, me at 5'8", she had to be 5'10". Her voice was
well schooled, with just a hint of her Texas upbringing in the vowels.
The sound of it was like a mix of Michelle Pfeiffer and Angela
Bennett. Simply put, she looked like she was still the beauty queen she
had been in her younger days. "It was my pleasure ma'am. Now that we've
located Brent, I'll leave you with him and return to my office. If I
may be of assistance in the future, please do not hesitate to call on me.
Have a good afternoon." After exchanging pleasant smiles and a good
bye, he turned and left. She turned back and focused on me,
then at the rest of the guys at the table, who's jaws had all dropped
open and almost hang to the table top. "Good afternoon gentlemen.
I'm Mrs. Stewart, Brent's mother. It's a pleasure to meet you and
I apologize for interrupting your meal, but I needs speak with Brent, if
I may?" Her courtesy was impeccable and all the guys tripped over their
tongues to assure her that it was no bother. Now that she had introduced
herself and asked forgiveness for the interruption, she was now ready to
FINALLY tell me why she was here. She looked at me and smiled, "Why
sweety, don't you look handsome today. Your father neglected
to tell you that he had made a dentist appoint for you. I had a few
things to do in town this morning, so I offered to come and get you, and go
with you to the appointment." She looked at the slim Rolex watch on her
right wrist, then back at me. "The appointment if for 1:15 in Hazen, so
if your friends will please excuse you, we really need to be leaving.
Our driver said he would me you and I where he drops you off in the
morning. Please gather your things so we may go." She smiled at me and
knew that nothing else needed saying. It was a pleasant request, but it
was my mother and anything she said was politely asked of me, but there was no
room for refusal in it. Like a tennis match with spectators, the guys at
the table had been focused on my mother as she spoke, and they in mass,
swiveled their heads to now hear my reply. "I can't believe he forgot to tell me
something like that! I have...I have things I have to DO in school
today. How long is this appointment going to take?!" What the
fuck! I'm not going to be able to be with Tommy after school and now I
have some damn appointment and I'm not going to even spend time with him in
school! All the heads swiveled to my mother now, but not before I
noticed a few aghast looks on several faces, I guess at the way I had spoken
to my mother. The smile had not left her face through my less than civil
reaction. "It shouldn't take more than an
hour. You should be back to school by 2:00." A little steel now entered
her voice, but the smile never faltered, "Now collect your things s we may
go." "I need to go to my locker, put my lunch
tray away and then I'll meet you out front." I pointed over to the exit
doors that led to the parking lot, "If you go out those doors, there, you'll
see Hank parked out front in the SUV. I'll be there in like 5
minutes." No less than three of the guys sitting at the table jumped up
and offered to show her where I had said I'd meet her. She thanked them
for their offer and all three left, escorting my mother out of the exit.
"Frank...FRANK!" "Hmm...WHAT?!" His eyes had
been glued watching my mother and the three jocks walking out of the
cafeteria,along with everyone else at our table, and half the other tables in
the cafeteria. "I was supposed to meet up with Tommy at
my locker after lunch. Would you wait for him there and let him know
that I had to leave for a dentist appointment. Tell him I should be back
in Spanish class by 2:00." I asked him. "Yeah, of course I will. Here I'll
take your tray up for you too. You shouldn't keep your mother
waiting." He reached for my tray and I looked at him. "You too?" I asked and he looked up at me
and a small blush entered his face. "Damn Brent. I've never seen a
woman like your mother in my whole life. It was like a dream or some
shit. I know she's you're mother and all, but damn!" "NO SHIT!" Barry said and I looked over
at him. I shook my head and turned back to Frank. "You're crazy, she's just my mom. Don't
forget to meet Tommy and let him know what's going on. I'll see
you in gym." He nodded his head and said he would and I got up, packed
up my Spanish stuff, and then walked towards the exit. Now heads swiveled
to watch me as I made my exit from the building. I saw my mother
standing at the side of the SUV, with her three escorts hanging on her every
word, as she spoke to them. When I got to within hearing distance,
they were all thanking her and saying that they would definitely be there and
would make sure that the rest of the guys knew about it and extend
her invitation. She thanked them and then they saw me, smiled and after
telling my mother good bye, turned and walked past me, then sped up a bit
before entering the building. My mother looked at me and I opened the
side door and helped her into a seat. I closed the door, then opened the
front passenger door and climbed in. "Hi Hank." I remembered I
needed locks and asked him if he could buy me two locks, preferably the kind
with wheel dials on the bottom, and both with the same combo. He
said he would get them while I was at my appointment, then I turned around
to my mother as he drove out of the parking lot. "What was that that you were talking to
those guys about?" I asked her. "Oh, I invited them to your party on Saturday.
Your father told me about it this morning and I thought it would
be a good idea to invite some of your other friends." She removed the cardigan
from her shoulders and smiled at me. "Oh my God mom! Do you know what
you've done?" She blinked at me and raised her eyebrows. I sighed and
said, "Those three guys were jocks. I bet they went inside there and
told the whole table about your invitation and there being a party at Brent's
house Saturday! By the time I get back from this blasted appointment,the
whole student body will have been invited by those three and the other seven
at that table!" I started shaking my head and then looked at her.
She didn't appear to be phased at all. "That's over 300
teens!" She looked up and appeared to think for a
moment then looked at me and said, "Well I'm sure not all of them will be able
to attend, so it will be a little less than 300." I looked over at Hank
to see what he was thinking about this fiasco and I could tell that he was
barely suppressing a major laugh fest. I turned around and faced the
front and a growl of frustration escaped my lips. I heard a stifled
laugh escape Hank, but I refused to look over at him and just sat there and
brooded about what a mess my mother had made of simple birthday celebration
with our family and Tommy's. Women! The dental appointment was a complete waste of time. We
arrived and I was greeted by the dentist himself. His name was Dr.
Wilson and it turned out that he had been classmates with my father in high
school. He was one of the crowd that my father ran around with, along
with Mike. He examined my teeth and gums, pronounced everything looked
great, and asked me to schedule a cleaning appointment with his
assistant. He seemed to want to talk about my father when he was a teen
more than he discussed my oral hygiene. To say I was still pissed about
the whole thing, would be an understatement. I left his examining room
and when I saw my mother sitting, reading a magazine, I walked up to her and
lets go. She closed the magazine, smiled sweetly at the receptionist,
and we walked out. "We need to get me back to school, NOW!" I said to her as we
exited the building. The only thing I got out of this visit was a sore
jaw from having to open my mouth, as wide as I could, and hold it open
forever! "Brent, you need to learn a little patience and stop being so
snappy with me. I am your mother, you realize?" She said and spotted
Hank coming down the street, towards us. "See, here comes the driver
now." "His name is Hank mother and he's more than just 'the
driver'." I told her and helped her in the back. I jumped in the front
and turned to Hank and said, "Lets go!" My father may want to
reestablish our relationship, but it was way to late for my mother to
try. Mothers are supposed to be nurturing to their offspring, but mine
was too wrapped up in herself and besides, Connie was 100 times more my
mother. "Here's the locks you asked for and they both have the same
combination number," Hank said, as he handed me a brown paper bag. "The
numbers are 32056." "Thank you Hank. These will do great!" He pulled
from the curb and we headed back towards Beulah and school. I fiddled
with the two locks as we made our way and turned to look at my mother a couple
times to see what she was doing. When she'd see me look, she'd just
smile. Once, I asked her what she was doing in Beulah, and she said she
had visited the Chamber of Commerce and went to the bank. I bet she
wished she could find a Country Club, I laughed to myself. We finally
arrived in the front of the school and I grabbed my book bag and jumped out of
the SUV, almost before Hank brought it to a complete stop. "Have a nice day sweetie and I'll see you at dinner." My
mother said from the back before I closed the door. I nodded to her and
told Hank I'd see him again at 3:50. I ran to the school and jerked the
door open into the commons area. I walked down the hall as fast as I
could without running and when I made it to my Spanish class, opened the
door and walked in. The teacher looked up and smiled at me, then
asked me for my tardy slip. Well of course I didn't have one, so I
left again and went to the office with the note the dentist had given me for
the school. I got a slip from the attendance clerk and returned to
Spanish. I handed the teacher the slip and then walked over and took my
seat. Tommy gave me a big smile as I passed him. I poked him in
the back and he turned around and gave me another smile. I smiled back
and mouthed 'sorry'. He mouthed back 'no problem' and turned back
around. The teacher asked me if I had done the workbook assignment, I
told her yes, and that was it. We went over a few words of the
vocabulary list she had given us, then the bell rang. Once Tommy and I got outside of the class and started walking
towards the gym, I said to him, "I really am sorry I didn't meet you at the
locker. I just can't believe this shit. I want to spend every
second I can with you and it seems like everything is trying to prevent
it!" He chuckled and said, "Brent, don't sweat it man. Frank
was there and he told me what happened. Seems I missed the introduction
of your mother though. I gather she made a huge impression." He chuckled
at the scowl on my face. "Oh yeah. Those jerks will probably be beating their
meat for a week over it! Perverts!" When we entered the gym this
time we went straight to the locker room to suit up. Frank was already
at his locker on the end and between him and us, Shane, Matt and Bobby were in
the process of changing too. Frank waved at Tommy and I when he saw
us. The other three guys looked over at me, nodded their heads, which I
returned, and we all changed and went out to the court. I did clamp on a
lock to the locker before I left and Tommy smiled at me when he saw
this. "So how was the dentist?" Frank asked me when we were seated
in the bleachers. "A waste of time. Now my jaw hurts. Listen
Frank. My mother invited those three goons that walked out with her to
my house on Saturday for my birthday. Did they say anything when they
got back to the table?" I asked him. "Yeah they did. The told us that everyone was invited,
but I stopped everyone before they all went wild and told them that you'd
probably not be happy if the whole school, including teachers arrived on the
farm Saturday. They agreed to limit the invite to themselves, maybe
their girlfriends for those with them, and that's it." He smiled at the
look of relief I'm sure he saw on my face." "What's this?" Tommy asked and looked at me. "I don't
remember you mentioning a party at your house on Saturday." He raised his
eyebrow, without the accompanying smile, this time. "My father just came up with it this morning at
breakfast. Actually, it was only going to be your family and mine, until
my mother opened the invitation to the entire student body." I told him and
the smile returned to his face. "You know you would have been the first
to be invited, but my dad was calling yours this morning to see if everything
was ok with him and that you guys could come." Coach entered and blew
his whistle. "Warm up!" He yelled to us and we all left the
bleachers. Matt came up to me and we found a spot to sit. "Hey Brent. How's it going man?" Matt asked me as we
both spread our legs to begin the stretch. This time, he positioned my
feet so he would receive the first stretch of our effort. I frowned at
this, but didn't say anything at the change. "Good Matt. How's everything with you dude?" I replied
and asked in return. "Better now." He was looking me straight in the eyes and gave
me a smile. "You ready to start?" I nodded and we
proceeded. Today was NOT following the pattern of yesterday. When
Matt would rock forward with my pulling on his arms, he resisted pulling back
and hovered over my crotch more than was necessary for the exercise. I
could actually hear him taking deep breaths each time he repeated this delay
and even felt his exhale of breath waft across my crotch several times.
Matt was a very cute guy. A short haired version of Zac Efron. His
attention to my crotch was having the expected effect as blood run into my
cock to inflate it. I was not in a jockstrap today, just my boxers and
the loose gym shorts. He no doubt noticed this and stepped up his
attention and brought it to a whole new level, when I actually felt his lips
brush against my engorged member through the fabric of my shorts. I
gasped when I felt this and dropped his hands from mine and pulled and folded
my legs up. "What are you doing Matt?" I hissed at him. We were
sitting on the floor in such a way that his body blocked anyones view of me in
front of him, and of course he was facing away from anyones view of his
front. Now he was openly massaging his own cock through his shorts and
it was as aroused as mine. He leaned forward so he could talk low for
only me to hear. "What do you think I'm doing? You look so fucking
hot! How can you expect me not to react to it?" He stopped and looked
casually behind him then leaned in a little closer to me, "Look, you may not
be gay, but that shouldn't stop you from letting me give you a blow job after
school. You don't have to do anything except feed me your cock, I'll do
the rest. You just enjoy it and get off, while I enjoy servicing that
beautiful piece of meat you carry around all day. Come on Brent!
It wont mean you're gay if you just let me swallow you and you take pleasure
in it." His voice had a begging quality to it and all I could do is just
stare at him, in shock that he could be so forward in making a request like
that, in the fucking GYM no less! My already heightened libido was now
in overdrive and my cock was hard as a rock and tenting the front of my
shorts. Matt looked down and saw this then looked back at me.
"Fuck Brent, come on! What do you say? Please, let me?" Now there was no
pretense in his voice, he was actually begging me. I leaned a little to my
right and spotted Tommy and Bobby doing their stretching. No way was I
going to jeopardize anything that I wanted to build with my boyfriend and I
looked back at Matt. "No way Matt. Look, I'm sorry, but I can't do
that. I don't just fuck around and have sex with someone I don't even
know. You have a lot of balls to ask me something like that here.
Don't ask me anything like that again." He stared at me when I finished
talking and it seemed a minute passed. "You're not mad at me are you Brent? Man, you are just
so damn good to look at and...I'm sorry, but you're the hottest guy in this
whole fucking school!" He ducked his head then looked back up at
me. "I don't want you to be pissed...I...I wont do this again, not like
this. I promise, but I don't want you to be mad. It was only a
request and you turned me down, that's the end of it...ok?" I sighed and thought a moment. "Ok Matt. I'm not
really mad at you, just more shocked than anything. I'm not sure it's a
good idea for us to be workout partners. I think I should ask the coach
to lets us change partners." "What are you going to tell him?" A bit of fear crept in his
voice. "Don't worry, nothing about what you asked me...I
promise. Maybe something like you're too tall and we're not getting a
good stretch because of it." I looked over at Tommy and Bobby, and
decided it would be perfect. "Look, you and Bobby are the same height.
I'll ask coach if we can switch with them two and Bobby can be your partner
and Tommy mine. You go along with it, ok?" "Brent, we don't have to switch partners, really. I
swear I wont come onto you like that again." He said. I looked at him and said, "Yes we do Matt. I what you
say, but I'm feeling really uncomfortable about it and it would be best not to
subject ourselves to daily contact like this." It would be fucking
torture is what it would be, I thought to myself. "You understand?
Now are you going to follow my lead with Coach?" He now had a kind of
dejected look on his face and he nodded. "As long as you're not mad at me Brent. I don't want you
to be mad." I assured him I wasn't mad, but this was the best choice,
for us both. "When Coach tells us to hit the showers, you and I will go
talk to him, ok?" He said ok and we just sat there, trying not to look
conspicuous, waiting for the Coach to blow his whistle to end the warm
up. Of all the things that could happen to me in gym class, this had to
be the furthest from my mind. Matt offering to blow me! I was
still stunned when we finally heard the Coach's whistle. "Ok, everyone up and gather round. We're going to play a
short game of basketball. Line up." We all scrambled and got into
a line. Coach went down the line and picked out the teams. The
teams were divided by shirts and no shirts. Tommy and Frank
were both no shirts and I was a shirt. Matt thankfully was a no shirt,
but his brother Shane and Bobby were both shirts and on my team. We
played two 10 minute halves, which gave everyone a chance to play.
Neither team blew away the other in points, we were not used to playing with
each other as a team and there were a lot of penalty calls by the Coach, which
seemed to make the game drag a long. He finally blew the whistle for
time and told us to hit the showers. I told Tommy that I would meet him in the locker room, that I
needed to talk to Coach for a minute and he nodded and left for the
lockers. I looked for Matt and he was walking towards the locker room
carrying his shirt in his hand. "Matt!" I called out to him and he
looked around and saw me staring at him. I jerked my head for him to
come over to me, and he got a resigned look on his face and walked over to
me. "We need to talk to Coach. Now you back me up,
right?" "Ok, whatever you say Brent." Coach was racking the
balls when Matt and I approached him. "Coach, Matt and I need to talk to you for a minute." He
turned around and saw us standing behind him. "What's the problem guys?" He asked. "Well Matt and I aren't getting a very good stretch and warm
up being partners. He's taller than I am and I'm just not able to loosen
him up during the exercises." He looked over at Matt. "Brent's right Coach. I really
don't want to pull a muscle or anything from not getting a good stretch.
It'd really screw me up for football, if I wound up with a pulled muscle or
something." Matt told him. Coach gave both of us another look and then said, "So what do
you guys suggest we do about it?" "Well, Matt and I talked about it and we figured that, he and
Bobby are the same size and height, and Tommy and I are pretty closely
matched. If we could switch partners with those two, it should work out
well." I looked at Matt and he was nodding his head to Coach, when Coach
looked over at him. Coach looked between the two of us again and then
seemed to think for a minute. "Ok guys, I'll talk with Schafer and Weber. Now you two
hit the showers, you don't have a lot more time before the bell." He
turned and finished securing the basketballs to the rack. Matt and I
both turned and walked to the locker room. We each grabbed a towel, then
turned down the row our lockers were on and before Matt walked to his, I told
him thanks and he just nodded his head and went to his locker. I took
off my gym clothes and kept an eye on Matt, I didn't want to get naked and see
him leering at me from down the isle. He never looked back at
me, just removed his own clothes and wrapped the towel around his
waste. I delayed for a minute after he walked past me to the showers,
then I followed. Frank was coming out of the shower when I entered and he just
smiled and waggled his eyebrows at me. Matt had gotten a shower on
the right and I looked to the left for an open spot, and there was only one
available, next to Tommy. Fuck it I thought to myself and walked over to
the wall to the left, removed my towel, hung it on the hook, then went
over and turned on the shower next to Tommy. He was facing the wall with
his back to me, so he didn't see me come and take the shower next to
him. I got under the warm water and let it rinse the sweat off of
me. There were two guys in the shower to the right of me, between Matt
and I. Down on Matt's end, his brother and Bobby were showering next to
him. I turned and let the water soak my back and ran my fingers through
my hair to give it a good soaking too. I was very tempted to look over
at Tommy, with him so close right next to me, but I really didn't need to
pop a boner in the showers in front of everyone. I turned back around
facing the shower head, then I heard Tommy's shower being turned
off. I looked in that direction and there stood Tommy, just frozen and
looking at me. The only thing that moved were his eyes as they ran from
the top of my head to my feet. When his eyes traveled back up to my head
and our eyes met, I smiled and mouthed 'GO, HURRY' and opened my eyes real
big. He smiled and mouthed 'DAMN' back to me and then turned and left to
grab his towel. I finished rinsing off and about 3 minutes after Tommy
had left, I turned off my shower, grabbed my towel from the wall, and dried
off. I wrapped it around my waist and walked out of the shower to my
locker. Tommy had his boxers on and was drying his hair with his
towel. Frank was already gone, and for the moment, Tommy and I were the
only two on our row. "Hey cutey, "I whispered to him, "did I surprise you?" I asked
him and chuckled at the smile on his face when he turned to look at me. He
looked up and down the aisle. "Surprise me? I almost fainted when I saw you standing
there. Damn Brent! Every part of you from the top to the bottom is
just perfect!" His smile widened and he said, "And it's ALL mine!"
I grinned at him. "Yep cutey, and it's all yours. You better remember that
you're all mine too!" He nodded and chuckled. Ok, I'm going to get
dressed, are you going to turn around or what?" I asked him. "Why should I? I just saw everything in the shower and I
want a better look!" He crossed his arms in front of himself. I
blushed and turned around facing my locker. I opened it and then
let the towel drop from my waist. I heard Tommy gasp and I looked over
my shoulder at him. His eyes were locked on my ass. "Hey, stop
that!" I said. He looked up at me, his eyes wide. "Ok, I better turn around and finish dressing. I'm
boning up!" He said and turned around real fast. I laughed at him and
got my boxers out of the locker and pulled them on. Matt and gang were
now walking down the isle towards us and I stepped forward close to my locker
to let them pass. I felt a hand slide across my ass and when I looked in
their direction, I saw Bobby flexing his right hand. Fuckers! This
shit is going to far for him to do something like that. I hurried and
finished dressing. Tommy turned and handed me the extra set of my gym
clothes and I stored them in my locker. I shoved the used in my book
bag, then closed and closed the lock on my locker. I asked Tommy if he
was ready and he was. I looked back towards Bobby and them, and Bobby was
looking at me with a smile on his face. "Ok, lets go Tommy." He followed me out and into the
gym. Frank was sitting on the bottom of the bleachers and we walked over
to him. I sat next to him and Tommy took a seat next to me. I
turned to Tommy and said, "I talked to Coach after basketball and asked him if
I could change workout partners. He agreed and he said that I could be your
partner from now on. Matt's going to team up with Bobby." "Wow! That's great, but why did you and Matt want to
change?" I turned at looked at Frank, who had his head turned
towards us, listening to the conversation. I turned back to Tommy. "Matt's taller than I am and we
just weren't getting a good warm up because of the size difference.
Matt's worried about pulling a muscle with football and all, so we asked coach
to switch us. Bobby's his height and size." "Oh, well, that's cool. Hello partner." He said and gave
me a little shove. I laughed, but then Frank poked me in the
side. "Bullshit!" He said and gave me a penetrating stare. I
was surprised at the vehemence in his voice. "The fucker tried something
didn't he?!" I blinked and hurried to answer him. "I don't know what you're talking about Frank. It's just
like I said, we needed a better workout, nothing else happened. We're
still cool with each other." What the hell, did Frank know something about
Matt? "Ok, if that's the story you want to stick too, then I'll let
it pass. But if Bobby, Shane or Matt gives you any shit, you better
tell me right away. You'll piss me off if you don't, you
understand?" All vestige of his normal, happy go lucky self, was gone
and he stared me hard in the eyes. "Um...ok dude, but it wasn't anything like that." Saved by the
bell sounding, we three stood up and headed for the door. Frank stopped
Tommy and I before we headed towards our History class, "Remember what I said
Brent. You tell me! I'll see you two tomorrow morning.
Later Tommy." He turned and walked away down the hall. I looked at
Tommy and saw surprise on his face. "I'll tell you later. We
better get going." We didn't have much time to talk in History. The
class reviewed the first chapter and we all discussed the chapter review
questions. I was mentally debating whether to tell Tommy about
what really happened with Matt. Frank's adamant insistence on me
telling him if anything happened with those three and Tommy and I having
overheard them discussing me the day before, had to of peaked his curiosity
and given lie to my earlier explanation about the partner change for
gym. I decided I'd wait and see if he asked me specifically about the
change again and the reason behind it. No need to piss him
off at about something I had already taken care of. The bell
rang and brought our school day to an end. It also brought Tommy's and
my time together to a close, at least until tomorrow at school. We went
to his locker first and then to mine. I did the regular exchange of
books from my bag and then closed and put the new lock on my
locker. "Tommy, this sucks so bad. I don't want to let you go
home without me!" I kept my voice low to keep from being
overheard. "How long do we have before your bus leaves?" I
asked him. He looked at his watch, then said, "About 15 minutes is
all. I don't want to leave you either Brent. School is no place
for us to talk about what we want to talk about. And I haven't even got
to kiss you, except that fast one you slide by me this morning." His
face fell and I could tell he was about to get emotional about it. I grabbed his arm. "Come on, this hurry upstairs to the
restroom up there! There's probably no one in there right
now. You're not leaving me without giving me a kiss, I wont have
it! Come on!" We both hurried up the stairs that lead from the
commons to the second floor. There were only two kids walking towards us
and then took the stairs down. Tommy and I walked over to the restroom
and I opened the door, and Tommy followed me in. It was empty! I
walked towards the last stall, checking the others as we passed them. I
opened the door to the stall and told Tommy to get in. I took one more
look around, then entered the stall and closed the door. Tommy was standing there looking at me when I turned to face
him. I didn't waste any more time and grabbed him and brought our lips
together. He opened his mouth to let my tongue in and I drank in his
taste. He gently sucked on my tongue and I moaned low at the feel
of it. He then used his tongue to press mine our of his mouth and to
enter mine. His tongue was darting around inside of my mouth. I
sucked in a little and captured his tongue and pressed my body tighter against
his. I was getting aroused from our closeness and then Tommy surprised
me. I felt his hand come between us and grabbed my cock through my
jeans. His hand moved my cock to where it was now pointing up in my
pant and he began running his hand up and down the full length of my
shaft. He was quickly bringing me to orgasm with his touch. My
hand was the only hand that had ever touched my penis and having his
gripping me and jacking me through my pants was sending new sensations all
through my body. "Tommy I don't want you to stop, but you have to."
I said as I broke our kiss. "I'm really close to
cumming. Stop cutey." His hand stopped it's up and down
motion. "Babe I want to make you cum. I'll sit down here on the
seat and let me unzip your jeans. I want to take you in my mouth.
I want to feel and taste your cum in my mouth." He sat down and reached
towards my crotch to get at my zipper. "Tommy wait! Not like this Cutey! Not in the
restroom. I want you so bad too and I want to do this when we can both
give it to each other." I looked down at him sitting there and he looked
up at me. "You're right," he sighed and stood up. "I just want you
so much Babe! Damn it, why did I have to screw things up last
night!" "Nothing we can do about it now. Kiss me again and we
better go before you miss the bus and then you'd get even more time taken away
from me." He wrapped his arms around me and we came together in another
lip lock. After a few more passes of our tongues between each others
mouths, we broke apart. "You have my cock standing at attention and I
have to walk out of this place!" He laughed and tried to reach for it in
my jeans. I slapped his arm around. "Stop that perv!" I
moved him aside a little and reached into my book bag and took out my History
text. I closed the book bag back up, opened the door to the stall and
peeked out. All clear. Tommy and I left the stall and I positioned
the book in front of my crotch. "Ok, how does this look. Hide it
well?" Tommy started laughing, "Oh yeah it hides it well, but you
know everyone is going to know you're hiding a hardon. That's what every
guy in this school does when he had to hide his! You're busted before
you even walk out of here!" He started laughing again and that's when I
looked down and noticed a dark wet spot on his jeans. His jeans weren't
really faded, but the contrast of the wet spot to the rest of the material was
very noticeable. "Oh is that right. Well what do the guys do around here
when they have a huge precum stain in the front of there jeans like the one
you have right there!" I pointed my finger to the spot I noticed.
He looked down and then gasped and looked around the restroom. "Oh fuck Brent! I'm screwed! I can do like you,
and cover with a book, but this is wet! It's not going to go down like
your cock eventually will!" I laughed at his panic. "You can always pull on your gym shorts." He jerked his
head up and then rushed and gave me a hug. Off came his shoes and then
his pants. He rummaged in his book bag and took out his gym shorts and
pulled them on. He stuffed his jeans in his bag and slipped his shoes
back on. He looked at me with a big smile. I shook my head at him. "I need to learn to keep my big
mouth shut. I wanted to see you play it off!" I said and
laughed. "You wish! Now lets go before I miss my bus." I adjusted
the book in front of me, I was still hard as a rock, and we left the
restroom. I walked with Tommy to where his bus was parked and we waved
good bye as he got on it. Two minutes after he entered the bus, the
driver closed the door and drove out of the parking lot. I walked back to the front, and saw the SUV parked in the
front with Hank waiting for me. I opened the door and climbed in.
"What, no Tommy today?" Hank asked me as he started the car. "Nope. Mike grounded his until Saturday morning for
fighting with Brandon last night. I sucks." I said. Hank put the
car in drive and started pulling out of the parking lot. "That's only 3 more days Brent. I'm sure your friendship
will survive." He said and chuckled. "It may be only three more days, but it's 4 more nights." I
said and looked out of the side window as we drove through town. ___________________________________________________________ Thanks to all the
people who have written with encouragement and positive feedback for this
story. Those wondering what was going on with Brent's mother, well she
was/is a society butterfly. She normally sleeps until noon, but with the
fresh air and hopes of establishing a social network for herself, she has
finally decided to take steps to establish herself in Beulah. She is
also VERY conscience of other people and how they may view her 'family' and
especially how those view reflect upon herself. Lets just say for
clarification sake, that she was suffering LA withdraw and the lack of her
social parties and gatherings. Also bare in mind, the whole family has only been in Beulah
for 6 days up to this point. I hope you enjoyed
this segment of Learning to Love.
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