Date: Fri, 25 Jul 2008 03:49:42 -0700 (PDT) From: Larry Clayton Subject: Mikey and Billy...Chapter Two All the regular warnings and instructions as to who should and should not read this are in full force. I do not condone sexual activity between adults and under-aged persons or any other illegal relationships. I also do not support adults trying to train youth to make certain choices for the benefit of the adult's own pleasure. I do advocate for youth to be who they choose to be without being persecuted for their own decision. I do not say whether their decision is right or wrong for everyone ... but for themselves ... that is their personal business! We left off: Coach was smart enough not to ask details, because he saw that Timmy's eyes were still a bit watery. But the rest of the class ... "Wonder if Billy Boy liked Tiny Tim's walkin' woodie?" "Careful, guys ... there could be something slippery on the floor in there..." "OOOOOHHHHHHHhhh ... a new budding friendship...figures!" The coach blew his whistle to get everyone's attention... "Enough of all that, girls! Real guys don't carry on like a women's gossip circle! Gimme 5 laps...NOW! Move it!" (Then he turned to Billy and Timmy ...) "OK, Men ... show 'em you can do those laps as well as they can...or even better! Prove 'em wrong!" Mikey and Billy Cum of Age Chapter Two Billy ran the entire five laps right along with Timmy, pacing him, and even encouraging him to increase his speed a little. There were a few cat calls from a couple other boys on the track, but evidently, the majority of guys got Coach's message to keep their mouths closed or suffer additional consequences from his bag of tricks. Surprisingly enough, the further Timmy ran, the more endurance was seen, giving Billy an idea he'd discuss with both the Coach and Timmy later on. After laps, the main class began practicing some football plays as 'skins and shirts' teams, but the Coach asked Billy and Timmy to come to his office. Once inside, offering the two boys a seat, Coach Lebeckson began a conversation ... "Boys, ... may I guess what the topic of your earlier discussion was?" "Coach, ... I think you know very well what it involved! Timmy here had been the butt of those idiots' joking ... but it sure didn't seem like jokes!" "Yes, Billy, that's what I would have guessed. It's none of my business if there is any truth to their comments or not. That doesn't matter to me! What does matter is the fact that they have no business treating either of you with disrespect, and I promise you that those who keep it up will answer to me. Timmy ... I know how hard it is to be the 'class squirt'. I was that guy in my freshman year, a very long time ago. We can work on helping you build up some bulk and muscle if you're willing to let me set up some extra things for you. But you'll have to work hard on dealing with the other kids' comments. And Billy ... I also understand how difficult it is to have lost a brother for the reasons involved. I'd like you to take Timmy on as his mentor and training partner, but if that seems too difficult an assignment in light of what you already have to put up with, I'll understand." "I'll be honest, Coach, ... I think I'd like that very much! I think Timmy here has a lot of potential. I noticed his running ability and watched his endurance factor. I think he could develop into a pretty good cross-country guy with the proper help. He could prove to be very valuable to our sports program if we can pull it off. That might just be what he needs to have the other guys get off his back." "Uh ... Billy? If you help me like that, uh...won't you get a reputation of ..." "Shit, Timmy ... seems like I'm getting' that already, so what the cob! You're worth it, as far as I'm concerned." "That's what I wanted to hear, Billy. Now, Timmy ... if you'll agree, I'll set up a special curriculum for you two, and we'll surprise the hell out of those gossipy twerps in no time. How about it?" "Uh ... Guess I can't lose much by at least tryin'. OK, Coach ... I'll do my best!" "Good enough! Now you two use my private shower right there, and get dressed for your next period classes. You don't need any more shit tossed your way today. And Timmy, ... starting tomorrow, I'm placing my bet on you being able to handle whatever comes without tears. If you struggle, see me or talk to Billy to help get over the hump. But don't let those guys get to you! You're as much of a man as they are ... maybe even more so, especially if you can stand up to their foolishness. Believe in yourself like Billy and I do ... OK?" "Yes, Sir! I think I can now, because I got you two on my side. Thanks!" The Coach left for the gym again, as the two boys stayed in his office to use the shower. Billy showered first, and Timmy stared at him the entire time. Partly in disbelief that a football quarterback could be caring enough to help a shrimp out ... and partly because he was mesmerized by Billy's healthy manhood and lean but solid strength. In fact, the little guy was bone hard when Billy stepped out and turned the shower over to him. Billy noticed, too, but was kind enough not to mention Timmy's stiffy ... but became slightly tumescent himself as he dried off. After lunch, and a private discussion with Mikey about the meeting to come with Mr. Jacobs, the foster brothers made a b-line to the Principal's office, a little afraid of not having much positive results with their first presentation of ideas, but at least knowing that Larry had always said that Mr. J. was a fair man who really listened. "Come in, lads. Have a seat and make yourself comfortable. It's not often that boys your age ask to come to the Principal's office. Which one of you is Billy Matthews?" "I am, Sir. I just started here this month, but you might remember my brother, Joey!" "Yes I do, as a matter of fact; ... and may I add my condolences and sympathies for your loss, Billy. And who's your friend here?" "Uh ... I'm Mikey Gillis, Billy's foster brother, Sir. We took Billy in at our place even before Joey became his guardian after ... uh; guess you don't need to know all that...sorry!" "Look, boys ... I am perfectly fine hearing whatever you want to tell me. I really enjoy learning all I can about my students, because it allows me to be a better administrator if I know them as real people, not just as a kid out there ... if you get my thought. Now, what brings you to see me today?" "Well, Mr. Jacobs, ... I'll try to make a long story short if I can. I know you're very busy. I guess it all started with Mr. Freeburg and Korey Prince as his Drum Major a year or so ago. My brother was a good friend of both of them, and I got to know Mr. F's kids when he became their Daddy after his own brother's death." "Yes, Billy; I am very familiar with that entire situation. I kept close to Larry throughout that entire set of circumstances. He confided in me a lot during that time. And to be honest, I was very unhappy to lose him as a faculty member here. So why does that affect you enough to come see me today?" "Uh ... Korey and my brother Joey were real close friends, Sir ... kind'a like me and Mikey here ... very good friends. And of course, you probably already know why my brother died! It was for no good reason, for sure! He was beat up for what people thought ... not for anything that they knew for sure. Besides, so what if there might have been some truth to it ... it's still wrong to hurt a guy for having different ideas than you got! Uh ... I'm not saying it had basis, you understand, but even if it did..." "Relax, Billy! You don't need to convince me of anything. You are totally correct. The law makes it clear that no one should be discriminated against because of several issues ... including sexual preferences. I have done a huge amount of research on the subject, mainly because of losing Larry and then the death of your brother. I have even checked into things that a school system can allow to help students who struggle with such matters while they grow up. Unfortunately, the possibilities of establishing such programs have to begin with student origin, not by administrators such as myself." "Are you telling me there is a way we can do something to make all this better? 'Cause, Sir, ... there's gotta be a lot more kids struggling to find a way to even express their feelings than just me and Mikey! In fact, I met one just today ... another freshman, Timmy Woodland, is getting a lot of harassment in PE class, and even he isn't sure what his own feelings are yet. That's ugly!" "I agree, Billy ... totally! But unless some students step forward to lead the club, so-to-speak, there's nothing I can do." "Uh, Sir ... I've been listening to you and Billy here, and not saying much ... but maybe I ought'a! You probably guessed already that me and Billy are... I mean Billy and I ... don't really wanna out-and-out say that we are gay, or whatever. It's tough to openly declare it when we know we could be as dead as Joey is! But, if someone like us doesn't lead out, as you say, then nothing can be done to help kids?" "Yes, Mikey ... that's exactly what I am saying. I wish it was different, but that's how the law puts it." "In that case, Sir, ... Billy and I can talk more at home about this, but right now, personally ... I think I am ready to be very vocal if it will help start a program on this campus. Tell us more...please!" "Alright then ... the specific program I am thinking of is based in San Francisco. It's called "Gay Straight Alliance Network". It's a club that stresses the acceptance of homosexuality on high school campuses. It begins as a forum for gay and straight students to meet and talk in a safe-zone, and in some cities, it is already beginning to leave a mark on entire community activities, based on both awareness and tolerance of all sides of the issues. The legal points I have to deal with, however, are that first, it must be student triggered, and second ... there has to be a faculty sponsor/facilitator who volunteers to oversee the meetings and activities. California was among the first states to allow this club ... and right now there are at least 500 school chapters already active in this state...so I am confident that with the right young people in charge, we can get one started right here." "UH...Mikey, ... I don't think I need to wait to get home for us to discuss this! I'm ready if you are ... let's take this on...the two of us...for Joey's memory, and the sake of other kids like Timmy! I am not just satisfied to keep from getting beat up...I want us...all of us...to have equality with those guys who say they are so straight! I'd bet that if we got this club started, we'd soon find out that a lot of those jocks are afraid to admit that they also struggle; like Frank, for instance. "Me thinks that he protesteth too much! ... like Shakespeare said somewhere." "Billy ... I said I'm with you all the way...guess we better prove it or shut up, huh!' "Boys, let me thank you for that committal. I have hoped for quite a while that someone would come forward to take on this challenge. My own son had to be put on home-schooling to protect him from such prejudice a few years ago. I am truly sorry that you both had to go through such terrible experiences, but believe me when I say that there is a purpose coming from all this ... and even though it won't be an easy road, it's time the walk began. You will have my every possible support. That I will promise you!" "Oh God ... help us! But yeah...we gotta do it! Uh...Mr. J.? Any ideas about a possible faculty advisor?" "Well, Billy ... the one I had my bet on isn't here any more. But I will surely keep an eye open as to whom else might be sympathetic to the cause like he was." "UH ... you were thinking Mr. F., weren't you, Sir! You knew, and still wanted him here?" "Oh yes, Mikey ... His choice never affected the school, and he was the best music and drama teacher I ever had, or ever expect to have. The students deserved to have him as an educator. Toronto is very fortunate, but this place just has no tolerance to speak of, and well ... " The meeting came to an end, and the boys left for their last classes of the day, and then for football practice after school. It was evident that Coach's comments during PE class had made an impression on the freshman squad because practice went on without incident as far as any negative comments flying around. A slight tenseness was felt in the locker room, but still nothing was said or even implied as everyone dressed and left. Just outside the Gym building, Timmy was waiting for Billy to exit, and motioned him over to the small patio area that was surrounded by hedges that blocked the dressing room doors from public view ... "Uh, Billy? The meeting? Anything good happen?" "Sure did, Timmy! By the way, this is my best buddy, Mikey. He was in the meeting too. And I did mention your name ... but I was careful not to say anything about what you said would happen if you got hurt again. Even Mikey doesn't know that part. You know we gotta talk more about that,don't you! That scares me, Pal! But anyway ... (explains about the club and all that's needed to get it going) ... so it's up to you whether you join us, or just stand back and watch a while. We won't pressure you, but boy ... we could sure use you if you decided to join us." "I don't know what a little guy like me could do to help ... but you stuck your necks out for me, so I guess I can offer whatever I can to keep you from getting your throats cut. I may not look like much, but maybe my brain can do more than someone else's muscles can. I'm in!" "Timmy ... uh..." "Yeah, Mikey?" "Maybe you better know up front ... Billy and me ... uh ... we gotta represent the gay side ... not the straight side. Still wanna be seen with us?" "I stand looking in the shower as Billy gets cleaned up ... with my rock hard woodie pointing his way, and you need to ask me that! (Giggle*) I think that today I finally realized I was lying to myself by saying I wasn't sure! If this is gonna work, we all gotta start bein' honest. Maybe not open like we're advertisin' or nuthin', but at least we gotta mean what we say, or quit before we even start." "Yeah, little Man ... I noticed that woodie! I just didn't wanna embarrass you by mentioning it if you weren't ready to discuss it further! Did you notice I got a little fatter down there myself while I was drying off?" (Blush...) "Uh ... Yeah! Actually, that helped me to make up my mind! And now that I know I have two new friends who deal with the same feelings I have, I think today has actually been a good one. Maybe someday ... uh we could sort'a discuss things a little closer...I mean ... more in depth. Shit! Any way I say it, it sounds horny...huh!" "As long as you know we'll lend a hand to help you deal with such matters ... won't we, Mikey!" "Dang, Billy! Talk about bein' so openly honest! ... But, Timmy, you are a cute little fu... I mean guy! And I have agreed to be there with Billy all the way in this thing ...so if something develops that binds the team closer together ... guess I'm OK with it. Welcome to the club, Man!" Timmy beamed! He asked the name of the club organization again, and promised that by tomorrow he'd search the web and bring all the information he could find on getting a chapter started. The guys agreed to meet at lunch to peruse the material, and see where to go next. As they all left for home, Timmy walked a ways along side the other two. When it dawned on Billy that Timmy was headed in the same direction, he asked where Timmy lived. It turned out that his house was less than three blocks from the Gillis's place. Mikey mentioned that he'd never noticed Timmy in the neighborhood before, and Timmy replied that no one ever notices him ... well not until now, anyway; but they sure would from here on because he finally had a real cause to fight for, and a couple friends who believed he was important. The three split off to head toward their respective homes, but Timmy stood just out of direct sight and watched his new buddies disappear down the block. He had come to the realization that these other two guys somehow would become his new challenge ... he wanted to be taught as much as he could learn as fast as possible, and by them! But how was he going to make it happen? Did Billy actually mean ... 'lending a hand' the way Timmy wanted to understand it? Oh shit ... maybe Billy only meant they'd help talk things out as Timmy needed to express his feelings to really understand himself! What if they liked him as a new friend, but had no desire to make a sex buddy out of a geeky kid like him? Timmy's smile dwindled to a worried pout as these thoughts passed through his mind as he longingly watched them disappear. That was about 4:00 in the afternoon. Timmy sauntered into his own place, trying to figure a way of seeing his new buds again, maybe even before tomorrow at school ... somewhere less populated than school, and less threatening to a guy who wanted desperately to share his guts without feeling completely unsafe. Then it hit him like a brick ... 'if I can gather a lot of info off the net, maybe they'd wanna see it tonight ... and maybe even spend time surfin' with me, so we'd have a good start on our research already ... god, if I just showed up at their place, and asked 'em if I could show 'em stuff...Hmmmmmm...' So Timmy began his web search with diligence! He googled sites like GSAN, ACLU, GLSEN, GLSTN, PFLAG, and even hatecrimes.com ... any lead he could find on gay teens in the USA and even Canada. He noted and put on his 'faves' anything that might come close to supplying related info. He found school blogs like kitsapsafeschools.org ... and ok2bme.ca ...createdgay.com ...articles about students suing schools in Bakersfield and Garden Grove ... a story about a convergence on Sacramento to champion legislation for the state to withhold funds from schools that failed to protect gay students from discrimination ... and a whole lot more info than he expected to find. And then...the jackpot: "Making Schools Safe Training Manual", abridged version; 'Dang ... Billy and Mikey have to see all this stuff ... now!' Timmy gathered up all his notes containing the sites he discovered, and off he went to find Mikey's house ... knowing that it was also a B and B, and looking up the address and street before heading out. After all, what do you expect from a 4.0 GPA brain anyway? At about 7:15 in the early evening, this small skinny little kid-looking boy knocks on the door of the B and B, expecting some huge security guard of some sort to answer the door and weed out any pan handlers or riff-raff that might bother paying guests. He was pleasantly surprised when Billy opened the door and recognized him right off ... "Hey, Timmy ... c'mon in! Wa'sup, Dude?" "Uh ... Billy, is Mikey here too? I found some stuff I thought maybe you'd both like to look over ... that is if you got time for me to show it to you." "Geesh, Tim ... we're friends now. Of course we got time for you! Mikey is out doing one of his 2 evenings a week as a lifeguard at the 'Y' right now ... and doing a class swim lesson for beginners. But if you're OK with just showin' me what you brought, I got plenty of time to snoop! C'mon up to my room ...that's where my puter is." "Will your mom care if we're up there by ourselves?" "Heck no. She's cool! I'll introduce you to her first, and you'll see what I mean. Hey, Mom? ..." "Yes dear? Ah ... is this the new friend from school you told me about this afternoon?" "Sure is ... This is Timmy ...uh, Tim ... and Tim...this is my Mom, Mrs. Gillis." "Hello, Ma'am. I am pleased to meet you. You sure have raised a couple of fine young men. I like them very much." "Such nice manners, Tim... but I didn't raise Billy ... just Mikey. Billy has just joined us recently. However, he is as much a part of the family already as is Mikey. So I thank you for your kind words about both of them. You are welcome to visit any time ... Billy, why don't you take him to your room a while. I'm sure you don't need my presence to keep you from whatever work Tim brought here to show you." "Thanks, Mom. If Mikey gets back soon, tell him we're both up here looking over school club info. He might wanna join us." With that, upstairs the two guys went. As soon as they got to Billy's room and closed the door ... "Uh...Billy? Why'd you call me Tim instead of Timmy when you introduced me to your mom?" "That's simple ... we're all three in High School now, right? Then I was just thinking ... that maybe we all ought to start sounding older and wiser instead of still like kids. You know ... Tim ... Mike ... Bill; might make a better impression at school, too ... especially if we want to be leaders of this new club thing. We'd probably be taken more seriously if we sounded more like young men instead of little dudes ... and I'm not sayin'anything about physical size, just our names; ... OK?" "Cool! Kind'a makes even me think I'm older! (Giggle*) Now if I can just get my family to make the change! They still baby me like I am still ... but you don't need to hear about that shit!" "Tim ... when you gonna get over that 'you don't wanna hear' crap. Didn't I tell you that everything you want to share is worth hearing! Damn, Man! Start trusting me and Mikey ... oops, Mike (Grin*) ... like we said you could. Now what'd you bring with ya? Looks like a lot already!" Tim handed Bill his list of web sites, and suggested that Bill sit down and pull up each one to start getting the big picture. Tim stood behind Bill as he began surfing and reading site after site and making comments to Tim about his thoroughness. When Bill was finished perusing every source, he stood, turned, and reached over to give Tim a hug of thank-you for all his fantastic work. It might have been meant as just a thank-you, but the quick embrace quickly sent chills through both boys' bodies, and very noticeably so. They both stood frozen, looking deep into each other's eyes, as their faces drew closer to one another almost involuntarily. Tim's arms wrapped around Bill's torso in much the same way Bill's had already done to Tim. Closer and closer they drew ... in slow-motion ... in no way conscious of the movement until their lips almost touched, and warm breath caressed the face of the opposite person. And then, as if a starting gun fired, both leaned forward and a kiss began gently and with some fear, but soon became a bit more firm as each relaxed a little and let things happen naturally. Realizing that Tim was enough shorter that he had to stretch to meet lips comfortably, Bill gently lifted that 90 pounds, and pressed it into his own body. Soon, the contact developed into a passionate exchange of communication between the two boys that felt like it was expressing something that had been quietly hidden for years. Bill and Tim connected on the spot. They knew each other's heart without a word being said. This new bond was settling a lot of doubts and fears of both guys! The truth was finally revealed. Bill might already had less personal doubt by now, (because of his times with Mike), but as for Tim ... a new freedom and self-confidence had emerged at this moment. For the first time in his life, he felt ten feet tall, and like he could lick the world single-handedly. Slowly, the two parted again, and Tim sat back on Bill's bed while Bill sunk back onto his computer chair ... both guys keeping their eyes glued onto each other's face to see if either of them seemed sorry that all this just happened. Silence for what seemed like an eternity ... and then ... as if by a director's cue on-stage ... big smiles and some light laughter began simultaneously from both ... "Uh ... Bill? ... What just happened?" "I dunno about you, Timothy ... but I think I can safely say ... we're on the way to a great friendship ... no, a relationship ... that neither of us expected." "Well, Master William ... You'll get no objection from me! I never believed in love at first anything ... but you just made a man out'a me ... and if it ain't love, I sure as hell don't know what to call it!" "You ever tried anything with another guy?" "Never! But I sure want to now! You willing to show me how, Bill?" "Only if you show me back how well you learn! But...how do you know that I have experience?" "Do you?" "Yeah ...course I do ... but I never said nuthin' about it." "Hell, Dude ... now that I know what I've been wanting so long ... I see the same desires in both you and Mike! You two must have done stuff together already... or am I reading in something I have no business to even think?" "Well, as someone earlier said ... something like ... 'me standing here with a rock hard woodie, you need to ask?' Besides, my dear man ... Why the heck would we want to start this club thing if we didn't share similar interests? For Joey's memory, yes ... but to help protect our sixes too ...as well as those of others who struggle as badly as we have up till now ... including you!" "Uh ... ya' think it'll be a while till Mike gets home?" "Hell ... he might just have some individual lessons after the swim hour ... who knows. I bet I also know why you asked!" Tim leaned back onto the bed, undid his belt ... opened the button at the waist of his jeans, and lowered his zipper to give his boy cock some space, because it was trying to rip its way out of the denim straight jacket that held it rather painfully. Bill moved toward the bed, working his own clothing off his body, and laid down between Tim's spread legs ... after taking those jeans the rest of the way off his new admirer. In no time at all, Tim felt this incredible sensation ... a warm ... wet ... and very exciting stimulus to his male organ never before experienced; so overpowering to his senses that he nearly passed out. Strange sounds erupted from his throat as his reflexes reacted in moans, groans, giggles, gasps, and numerous other unexpected expressions of a 13 1/2 -year-old guy discovering his heart-felt desires coming to fruition. It didn't take but a very few minutes of this before Tim blew his hot young wad of boy juice in wild spasms of his entire body. Bill expected a fast trigger for Tim's reaction to his first time work-out, but also realized a kid this age (just as he had experienced when he was younger) would recover almost immediately, and want more! Of course, the next explosion would take much longer, allowing much more learning of technique to be shared between them. So immediately, Bill pulled Tim to a position on top of Bills' torso, where both cocks could grind into each other as more kissing brought Tim back into action. And back he came quite fast! In no time at all, his smaller cock was digging into Bill's bigger one, and leakage was making the two slide around against each other, as well as against slippery abs that gathered small puddles dripping off the tips of both dicks. Tim shifted into overdrive more by instinct than instruction, doing better than simply copying Bill's movements. Things seemed to be going so well for the pair that neither guy noticed the bedroom door opening ... or the person who entered and closed it again ... "What the ? ... Damn, Billy! I know that pale butt facing me isn't little Casey come back for a visit, so all I can figure is ... it's gotta be Timmy! Mom said you two were up here looking over some computer info about the new club ... she didn't even hint you were trying out for the parts in a kiddy porn flick! HELL!" ********************************* End of Chapter Two