Date: Fri, 15 Aug 2003 09:17:20 -0700 (PDT)
From: Matt Parker <shyguy_bj@yahoo.com>
Subject: two jocks and the runt

Okay, this is my first time posting a story here. I should warn you, I like
to write stories. I'm not the type of writer who can just jump right into
the hot steamy sex without explaining how it all happened and who these
people are. So if you're looking for a quick story to JO to, you may want
to look at some of the other stories. Not that there's anything wrong with
wanting to just get off. Believe me, I know where you're coming from! But
if you're in the mood for a (hopefully) good story along with hot sex
scenes than read on. And hey, if you're took the time to read all this,
you're probably a heavy reader so you may as well go on!

And also I want you to know, that even thought the boys in this story may
not use protection, it is NOT safe to have unprotected sex! According to
some statistics 1 in 5 gay males has HIV and doesn't't even know it! HIV is
not a gay disease, but don't forget that gay people are NOT immune to it !
So wrap it up boys!! EVERY TIME!!!

And if gay sex offends you...oh come on, you wouldn't't be here if it did!
No one under 18 (or 21 depending on the state) should read this. Enjoy!

The Runt And The Two Jocks

Chapter 1

D.C. Trip



Nathan was a 15 year old guy with light brown hair, powder blue eyes, the
face of a boy angel, and a nice thin, smooth body which was still hair free
in most areas. He had slight muscle definition. He was cute and had a great
body, but just by looking at him you could tell he was't the type of guy
who worked out all the time, or was any kind of jock. He was a nice kid,
but most people never took the time to find that out.

The school was going on a field trip to Washington D.C. and everyone was
thrilled about it. Well, almost everyone. Nathan was excited to be going,
but he wasn't sure about the stay in a hotel. He didn't really have any
friends so he never went to a friends house for sleepovers or anything like
that. He was a very shy and withdrawn boy. His family moved around a lot
while he was little and Nathan never really learned how to make friends.
After just a few days in a new school he was already being teased, picked
on, bullied, or all three at the same time! And Nathan just didn't seem to
fit in. He wasn't into what other boys were into, like sports and cars. And
the boys just saw him as a target to pick on. And there was something else.

Nathan didn't seem to have the same kind of interest in girls that the
other boys did. Sure, he could tell a girl was nice looking, but he just
wasn't as exited about it as other guys. He was always trying to get
himself to think about girls, but it never seemed to work. He knew he
didn't have the reaction the other boys did. He had sexual feelings, and
got hard ons but he usually wasn't thinking about much of anything when he
got them. It was just the normal teenage body switching on. He also got
hard ons when people talked about anything sexual. But when it came to just
looking at girls, or thinking about girls, it just wasn't happening.
However for reasons he didn't understand, seeing shirtless guys made his
heart pump faster, and stirred up all kinds of feelings. Feelings he didn't
want to explore. Didn't want to think about. He knew he was just different.

It didn't help this was a mixed class trip. Meaning a lot of the older kids
were coming too. And it was already clear that some of the younger kids
might end up rooming with the older kids. And even worse, because children
can't start school till they turn five, some of the kids birthdays fell a
few weeks after school started, meaning that when, what should have been
their first year of school started, they were too young and had to wait
till the next year. This meant that some of the kids were 18 or even 19!
For a shy 15 year old who'd been picked on his whole life by people bigger
and strong than him in his OWN age range, the thought of rooming with
someone who, by law, is an adult was a scary thing. But luckily the
teachers decided the 18 and 19 year olds would not room with the younger
boys.

Nathan was a little relieved to hear this news, but still the idea of
rooming with the other boys, even boys his own age, made him wish they'd
just call the whole trip off. But the day arrived and the trip was not
called off. Nathan had asked his dad if he could just stay home, but he
refused. His father wanted his son to go out and do more normal things. He
was aware his son didn't have very many friends and was pushing his son to
fix that problem. But for Nathan, the kids in school were something to
avoid, not got up and talk to. On the rare times he spoke up about
something, the other kids would say something like "Who told you you could
talk?" or just plain "Shut up!" and then they'd all laugh. It made them
feel superior to him doing those kind of things to him.

The bus began to load up. Nathan sat in a seat all to himself near the
back. The teachers got on the bus, and one them, the basketball coach,
began to speak.

"Okay, now when we get there you will all behave and pay attention to what
the tour guide is saying. No talking, or laughing, or whispering until he
or she is finished. As for the hotel rooms...There wasn't a whole lot of
rooms available so most of the rooms will have 3 students to each room. And
you may have to share your room with someone younger or older than you, but
I'm sure that won't be a problem!" He said sternly. "Now we'll begin paring
you all up."

Another teacher stood up and started pointed to each person telling them
who they'd be staying together will. She also said this would be their
group. The people in each group would keep track of each other and make
sure no one was left behind anywhere.


Nathan was sitting near some of the older guys and could hear them
talking. Two of them were sitting in front of him. He'd seen them around
school. They were both on the basketball team. Both 17, tall in good shape,
thin yet muscular. Mike had dark brown hair and green eyes, he was so cute
and sexy. Scott had sandy blond hair and deep drown eyes, and a smile that
would make anyone weak in the knees. Both of them horsed around and
couldn't't seem to keep still in their seat.

"Aw man, I'll bet they put one of the shrimps in with us." Mike said.

"If they do we'll just have to put the little fag in his place." Scott
said.

"Yeah, little queer ain't sleeping in bed with me! I'll make him sleep on
couch." Mike replied.

The two boys giggled and continued on complaining about the situation.

Nathan was really scared now. The rest of the older kids were saying pretty
much the same thing. None were happy about the idea of sharing their rooms
with "kids". And Nathan hoped he would could just be with his own age
group. Just then he looked up, the teacher was moving closer to him. And he
noticed, she was just putting whoever was sitting close together in the
same group! Nathan, keeping away from the boys in his own class, picked a
seat that was right in the middle of the older kids! Nathan thought maybe
if he hurried he could get with the other freshmen, but before he could
stand up, he heard the names of two of his class mates called out, and then
the name of a sophomore. Then the name two more names from his class and
the name of a junior. The teacher had already moved out of the section that
had just the freshmen and was now in the middle. The kids here weren't
really paying attention to where they were sitting or who they were sitting
with and it was all mixed. it was too late now! And Nathan was trapped
right in the middle of a group of juniors and seniors. None of whom wanted
a younger kid with them.

The teacher got to the seat in front of him.

"Mike, Scott..."

"YES!" Both boys yelled at once.

"and umm...you Nathan...you can room with them."

Nathan's heart sank.

"Aw man!" Both boys cried out at the same time.

"Oh Nathan's a sweetie pie, he's no trouble are ya?" the teacher said.

Nathan wanted to break down and cry! The teacher was making it worse by the
second. The other boys looked over the seat and gave an evil grin to him.
"Why did she say that?!!" Nathan thought to himself. But only replied
"N..no" weakly.

The teacher finished pairing everyone up and the bus pulled out. Nathan
just wanted to open a window and jump out. This was horrible! It would've
been bad enough staying with the jocks in his own class, but now he was
saying with 17 year old jocks who were sure to beat him up if given half
the chance.

Scott began to tease him.

"Hey sweetie pie." Scott teased of the seat. "What's the matter, you never
been away from mommy before? Don't worry, someday you'll grow a dick and be
a guy too!"

Nathan tried to ignore him and he continued to insult him. Nathan felt a
pain in the pit of his stomach. He could feel tears build up, but managed
to hold them back. He could let them see him cry.

"Leave the little bug alone man before you make him cry." Mike said.

"Okay, then I'll just have pick on you the whole way queer bait." Scott
shot back at him.

Mike insulted him back and soon the two of them were picking and wrestling
around trading insults and to Nathan's relief they forgot all about him. It
was still pretty early, and Nathan put the bag of cloths he brought with
him against the hard widow and used it as a pillow. Soon he'd fallen
asleep.

As it turns out falling asleep on a high school bus is not a good idea! The
bus pulled into one of the spots on the tour, and Nathan woke up covered in
spit wads the other kids had been shooting at each other. Nathan just
bushed them off, as he did with everything the other kids did to him.

There were many stops along the way, and finally the tour of the White
House. There were jokes about the sexual acts that had taken place there,
kids giggling, and picking at each other. None of them listening to the
tour guide at all. But of course Nathan wasn't part of the noise. He was
quite and tried to keep to himself. Some other boys from his class kept
tripping him and laughing at him.

The day drug on slowly, but soon it was time to go to the hotel. Everyone
gathered in the lobby, and the keys were handed out. The teachers lectured
the students not to lose their key. Only one was give to each group. Nathan
was in charge of his group's key as the teacher felt he'd was the least
likely to lose it.

The hotel had a pool and even though the light outside was fading the coach
agreed to take the students to the pool and watch them. Everyone went to
their rooms and put their stuff down, and then joined the coach. But Nathan
stayed in his room. He watched TV for a while, and could hear everyone
having a good time outside. He went to the window and looked out. The boys
were all shirtless and dripping wet! Nathan could feel that feeling
stirring in him, and his cock began to grow. He didn't understand why he
reacted this way to seeing the boys, but he couldn't help it. He felt so
guilty and ashamed. There was a word for people who had these kind of
feelings, but it wasn't a word he was ready to face.

He stepped back from the window. It was getting late and he was feeling
tired now. The room had only two beds. Remembering what the boys had said
on the bus earlier that day, and not wanting to start trouble, he went over
to the couch, turned off the TV and went to sleep.

Less than an hour later the other two boys came in, laughing and wrestling
around, not seeing Nathan on the couch. Mike showered while Scott waited
his turn outside. They continued talking to each other while each was in
the shower. Each only put on a pair of underwear and headed for bed when
Mike noticed Nathan laying on the couch.

"Why's the runt laying on the couch?" Mike wondered out loud.

"I don't know maybe he just feel asleep there." Scott replied.

The boys went on to bed not really thinking much about it. The room's air
conditioning chilled Nathan as he slept in. He wore a short sleeved shirt
and a pair blue jean shorts that came a little past his knees. Nathan
shivered and moaned a little. After about an hour after going to sleep,
Mike awoke and heard the younger boy shivering and moaning.

"Why doesn't he just get into bed?" Mike thought to himself. "Why would he
sleep on the cou..." and then it hit him. Joking with Scott on the bus he'd
said something about making a younger kid sleep on the couch. All the stuff
they'd said about putting a younger kid in it's place and showing him who
was boss came back to him. He got out of bed and went over to couch.

"Nathan you awake?" He whispered.

No reply.

"Hey Nate wake up." He said, shaking the younger boy. "Nate...Nate...wake
up dude!" He said a little louder shaking the boy harder.

Nathan's eyes opened and began to adjust. He didn't realize where he was at
first. The as he looked around and saw the older boy standing above him, he
remembered where he was.

"Wa...What is it?" Nathan asked, trying to come back to reality.

"Um...did you um..." Mike stumbled over his words a little ashamed of
himself. "Did you hear me and Scott talking on the bus today?" Mike finally
got out.

"Mmm...yeah... I mean about what?" Nathan asked.

"Well me and him were just goofing off." Mike said. "Anyway...you can sleep
in my bed with me if you want."

Nathan was unsure of what to do. He was cold and tired, and laying next to
an almost naked jock under some warm covers sounded pretty good right now!
But around these older jocks he felt very unsure of himself.

"Come on Nate, I know you're cold." Mike urged. "I was just kidding man,
really."

"Y..ya sure?" Nathan finally asked. "I d...don't mind sleeping here."

Mike grinned down at the younger boy. He felt bad for Nathan.

"It's okay dude, I won't bite ya." Mike said.

He grabbed Nathan's hand and pulled him up from the couch. Then led him
over to the bed. Nathan began to get under the covers but Mike stopped him.

"Wait a second, you can sleep with me, we'll both be burning up if you were
all that junk to bed." Mike said.

Nathan looked at the other boy. He didn't know what to do. Did Mike
actually expect him to strip down to his undies? He didn't even sleep that
way at home! He always wore pants or shorts to bed, and rarely even took
off his shirt. He was very shy about his body, and really didn't feel like
being almost naked around a jock! He felt so unsure of himself and very shy
around these two. And being in just his underwear, he'd be very exposed,
and in his mind, open for attack.

And there was another reason, laying next to such a thin, smooth, jock was
sure to stir up some unwelcome feelings in him that would make his body
react in a way that would be very noticeable if he were just wearing
shorts! His little dick was already half erect just looking at Mike and
knowing he'd soon lie next to him. "Oh God, Mike'll beat the crap out of me
if he see's me get a hard on, and then he'll tell everyone I'm a queer!"
Nathan thought to himself.

"Hurry up dude, I don't know what time we all got to get up, but we're
gonna be real tired in the morning." Mike said, and began to pull Nathan's
shirt over his head.

Nathan didn't know what to do, so he did nothing. He was shirtless in front
of someone for the first time since he was a little kid! Not even his own
family ever saw him without a shirt. He'd always make sure no one was
around when he went into his pool without his shirt, but always kept it
right beside the pool in case someone should come home while he was still
in.

"There ya go." Mike said. "You'll be a lot more comfortable without that."

Nathan was waiting to hear the joking start but instead Mike only said he
should take off his shorts too. Nathan was really scared by this, but he'd
come this far. He reached down and unbuttoned them, and in one swift move,
jerked them to the floor and kicked them off his feet, and then hurried to
get under the covers. Mike smiled to himself. He'd never seen someone so
shy. He was used to being around guys who were confident and sure of
themselves. Some time, a little TOO sure of themselves.

Mike got into bed and said good night and the two of them slowly went back
to sleep. But it wasn't long, maybe 30 minutes, that Mike was woken up
again. This time, by a little poking at his backside. Nathan's arms were
now wrapped around him, and his crotch right against his butt as he laid on
his side.

"Nathan..." He said, and got no reply. "Nate, wake up!" He said a little
louder.

"Mmm..huh?" Nathan replied, as he was again brought back to reality.

"You're dick is poking me." Mike said.

Nathan's eye opened wide and he realized he was right against the other boy
with a ragging hard on! His heart began to pump hard, and fear powerlized
him. "Oh man...I...I'm so sss..sorry." Nathan finally got out. Nathan was
sure he was about to be rolled out in the floor and beaten up. Nathan's
mind rushed with thoughts of shear terror."Oh God, what'll happen when he
tells everyone I'm a pervert? Will my mom and dad find out? Oh God, they'll
throw me out!" Nathan could felt physically ill he was so terrified. If he
weren't already laying down, he probably would have passed out. He tried to
roll away but Mike grabbed his arm and held him in place. "Oh here it
comes." Nathan thought to himself.

"It's okay, you don't have to move, just point your boner up so it's not
poking me." Mike said with a smile. "You can stay cuddled up to me if you
want."

Nathan couldn't believe what he was hearing! He'd gotten hard, poked a 17
year old jock in the butt with his dick, and it was no big deal!
"Ya...You're not mad?" Nathan asked in trembling voice.

"What cause you got a boner?" Mike asked, sound a little confused. "Why
would I get mad? Every guy get's boner while he's sleeping." Mike said in a
"well duh" kind of way.

Nathan reached down to his crotch and adjusted his dick so it pointed
up. The underside now pressed hard against the other boy's firm
butt. Nathan loved this feeling, being close to someone having his hard
dick pressed against him and it was okay! Nathan's fear began to die down,
but not go away.

"Look Nate...is it okay if I call you Nate?" Mike asked, realizing he
hadn't been using the boy's full name.

"Uh yeah, it's okay." Nathan replied.

"Nate, my guess is you don't have very many guys sleeping over and stuff do
ya?"

"No."

"That's what I thought. Well guys come over to my house all the time, and
one of the first things ya learn is that guy's get hard ons when they
sleep." Mike explained. "It's no big thing...uh that came out wrong."

The boys giggled at Mike's slip up of words. Just then Scott rolled over
and rubbed his eyes.

"What are you two laughing at?" He asked.

"Oh Nate's got a boner." Mike yelled back.

"MIKE!" Nathan yelled, surprising himself.

"Well ya do." Mike said.

"Aw, is Mike turning ya on?" Scott teased. "You two want me to leave so you
can screw?"

"Shut up fag." Mike shot back

"Hey I'm not the one who's got a hard on pressed up against my ass." Scott
fired back.

"Shut up!" Nathan screamed surprising the other two boys.

He let go of his grip and rolled over on his side facing away from the
other two. He could feel tears building up behind his eyes.

"You don't know when to shut up do you Scott!" Mike asked angrily.

"I was just teasing him." Scott said.

"Yeah, but I've seen how everybody treats him, they do that shit to him all
the time. They call him "gay" and "queer" and all kinds of crap, and I know
it get's to him!" Mike said.


Nathan couldn't hold it any longer and the tears began to flow. This was so
personal and painful and it was being openly discussed. On top of that
these were two senior jocks. He couldn't let these strong athletes see him
cry. He tried to keep from making noise, but he couldn't help it and they
could hear him sobbing.

"Aw man, I didn't mean to do that to him." Scott said.

"Hey it's okay Nate, we joke around like that all the time, it don't mean
nothing." Mike said, rubbing Nathan's back.

Nathan tried to stop the flood of tears but it was look a flood gate had
been opened and now it was impossible to close it. Mike sat up and pulled
him Nathan up into a sitting position and then held him close to him.

"It's okay, just let it go, I got ya." Mike whispered.

Nathan did as Mike said and let all out, a flood of emotions coming out all
at once as the older boy held him tight. Nathan felt as if Mike was holding
him together. Felt as if the other boy let go, he'd just crumble alway into
nothing.

Scott got up from his bed and came over to the other side of the bed. He
said down beside Nathan and put his hand on Nathan's shoulder.

"Hey, I'm sorry little guy. I'm a dick sometimes." Scott said.

Mike just continued to hold Nathan as he cried. This continued for a few
moments and then Nathan began to run out of tears. The flood of emotions
began to slow. Mike's smooth chest was soaked with tears that trailed down
to his stomach.

"That's been building up for a while huh?" Mike whispered.

"Yeah." Nathan whispered back.

Nathan sniffled and Scott handed him the towel he'd used to dry off with.

"Here ya go little guy." Scott said as he handed the slightly damp towel to
him. "It's a little damp, but I promise it's clean."

Nathan took to the towel and blew his nose on it. Scott took it back and
threw it in the bathroom. Mike still had his arm around Nathan holding him
close to him. Nathan had never felt more scared, and so safe at the same
time before. He didn't know what what might come next.

"You okay, Nate?" Mike asked.

"Yeah, I think so." Nathan replied.

"I didn't mean to do that to you man." Scott said to Nathan.

Nathan was embarrassed by his outburst. He lowered his head and his cheeks
turned red.

"Hey, don't worry about it." Mike whispered. "I have a few good cries every
now and then myself."

"Yeah, me too." Scott added. "And I didn't mean all that stuff. I wasn't
saying you were gay or nothing. I was just being an ass."

Nathan looked up and Mike and Mike smiled at him. Mike stroked his hair and
told him everything was fine. Something in that moment took over, and
Nathan closed his eyes and leaned forward till his lips were on
Mike's. Mike's lips were soft and hot against his, and Nathan sucked gently
on them. Mike pulled away in shock. Nathan opened his eyes and was jolted
back to reality.

End chapter 1

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