Date: Sun, 12 Mar 2023 23:37:47 +0000
From: Ronald Jaeger <rjaeger77@gmail.com>
Subject: Trials and Surprises of High School Chapter 3

The Trials and Surprises of High School
Chapter 3

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events
and incidents either are the products of the author's imagination or used
in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead,
or actual events is purely coincidental. Furthermore, this story is in no
way designed to promote or condone illegal activities.

The next week, school was a complete nightmare. Cody would beat me up every
day, demand $10, and demand his homework assignments. I did not have the
$10 to give Cody, which meant that nearly every day I was soundly
beaten. On Thursday, I was tired of being beaten and I told Cody that if he
didn't leave me alone, I would have my brother beat him up.

Cody started laughing. He looked at me and said, "The only thing that
faggot brother of yours wants to beat is my big black cock." And then he
grabbed his crotch.

I didn't know to what Cody was referring. I should speak with Mick.

On Thursdays and Friday Mick had baseball practice; so, I rode the bus home
alone. Today I decided to go to the baseball field and meet Mick so we
could discuss things as we walked home. I watched as the team
practiced. Our team was rather shabby. The school did not have very much
money and the uniforms were ancient and threadbare. Someone needed to
donate money so we would not look like rejects. Mick's uniform was so thin
you could almost see through it.

At the end of practice, Mick ran up to me and asked why I was there. I told
him I thought we should talk. As we walked, I told him what Cody had said
and he told me what happened earlier.

This was not great news. Cody now thought my brother was gay. I don't know
if this made Cody any less intimidated. Mick is still significantly taller
and more muscular than Cody. However, the entire situation seems to have
escalated out of control.

Mick said that he needed to think about the next most appropriate step. He
did not want to fight, and he believe there was still a way to amicably
resolve the situation.

As we got home, Mick began stripping off his uniform. As he took his shirt
off you noticed just how thin the material was. You could see the light
through his shirt. In addition, I noticed just how fit he was. He had very
nice abs, decent biceps, and well-developed pecs. I felt better seeing Mick
shirtless. This was the first time I realized that if he wanted, he could
easily crush Cody.

Mick explained that he would talk to Cody but it would have to wait until
after Saturday's baseball game. Mick would be practicing tomorrow afternoon
and he needed to focus on the game.

The next morning, I overslept. I jumped out of bed and scrambled around to
get ready for school. I barely made it to the bus.

Around 11 o'clock Cody approached me and asked me for his $10 and homework
assignment. I had the $10 but I had forgotten his homework assignment. In
the rush of this morning, I must've left it at home. This angered Cody and
he began punching me in the stomach. As I lay on the ground, he stood over
me and shouted he needs that assignment by Monday. I told him I was sorry,
I left it at home, and I would get it for him. Cody then said, "You're damn
right you're going to get it for me. I'll go home with you this afternoon
and you can give it to me."

This was just great. Cody was going to come home with me to get his
homework assignment. To top it all off, nobody else would be home. Mom and
dad would be at work and Mick would be at baseball practice.

At the end of the day, as I walked to my bus, Cody approached me. We both
tried to get on the bus but the driver told me to wait. Apparently, Cody
was not assigned to our bus and therefore would not be allowed on the
bus. This meant that we would need to walk to my house. The walk was not
terribly far but it did take about 45 minutes.

As we got to my house, Cody and I entered the basement family room and I
told him I would get his homework assignment. As I returned to the family
room, I saw Cody sitting on the sofa. I gave him his homework assignment
and he said, "This is a nice place." I said, "Thanks, my brother and I hang
out down here a lot, it is fairly isolated from the rest of the house, and
we can do anything we want here."

I got to thinking that maybe Mick was correct, and I could be friends with
Cody. I offered him a drink and he accepted. I got him something to drink
as he looked over the homework assignment. Then Cody said, "With a nice
place like this maybe you can afford to pay me $12 a day." I began to plead
with him that I could not afford any more money and that I wished he would
just leave me alone. Cody laughed and said, "Why should I leave you alone?
I'm getting money and homework assignments. If you think that faggot
brother of yours is going to beat me up, think again. He has the strength
but not the will."

With that I heard the basement door open and in walked Mick. Apparently,
Mick had gotten a ride home from one of his teammates. I could hardly
believe that it was 4:00 already. Mick was all sweaty and dusty in his
tattered uniform.

When Mick was noticeably surprised when he saw Cody. He said, "I am glad
that you're here. I think we got off on the wrong foot and there was a lot
of misunderstanding."

Cody looked at Mick and said, "There was no misunderstanding, faggot. You
were hitting on me."

Mick tried to explain that he was simply trying to resolve the
situation. However, no matter how hard Mick tried to explain, Cody was not
listening. You could see Mick getting frustrated.

Cody got up from the sofa and was preparing to leave. However, Mick was
still trying to explain the benefits of friendship. Cody was walking
towards the door, placed his hands on Mick's chest, and pushed Mick out of
the way. This was not a good move in that Mick's frustration drove him to
action.

Mick grabbed Cody, turned him around, and slammed him against the wall. You
heard a loud thud as Cody's back hit the wall. Mick was yelling that Cody's
nonsense had to stop.

Cody said to Mick, "You like that, faggot? You like having your hands on my
chest?"

This only served to further infuriate Mick, "You need to stop this shit! I
am not gay, and Jimmy is not your personal bank."

"Don't give me that shit, faggot. Admit it, you're dying to taste these
thick black lips and suck on my big dick. That's what you really want isn't
it?" With that Cody threw his hand around the back of Mick's neck and to my
surprise, Cody planted a wet kiss on Micks mouth. Mick tried to pull his
head away, but Cody held Mick's lips firmly against his. This kiss must've
lasted 30 seconds. You could hear Mick's muffled curses as he tried to
break away. I watched as Cody's tongue tried to force its way into Micks
mouth. However, Mick kept his mouth tightly closed. Cody's free hand
reached around and cupped Micks ass.

Mick pushed against Cody's chest and the two flew apart. Mick was wiping
his mouth with his hand but Cody was in a runner's stance ready for
action. Cody said, "Did you like that, faggot?! That is what you wanted,
isn't it?" As Mick looked up, Cody pounced and put Mick in a bear hug. Mick
said, "I've had enough of this!" And returned the bear hug. The two were
squeezing the air out of each other.

Cody was trying to lift Mick off the ground. You could see Cody's ass
clenching with each attempt to lift Mick.

I must admit Cody's movements served more to grind his groin against Mick
than to lift anything. This entire scene was upsetting but also erotic. It
was hot watching Mick and Cody holding and grinding each other.

Cody said, "You are still wearing your jock. I can feel it holding your
package."

The bear hug continued for nearly 2 minutes, and it was obvious Cody could
not breathe. If Cody didn't break free soon, he was going to pass out.

Cody head butted Mick.

The head butt served its purpose and broke the bear hug.

Cody hunched over trying to catch his breath.

Mick was holding his nose with a very noticeable bulge in his tattered
baseball uniform. The threadbare uniform could barely hold his erection.

Cody said, "That bulge tells me everything I need to know. You were
enjoying it."

Mick looked over to Cody and said, "I am not the only one with a bulge."

I looked at Cody and sure enough his trousers had a noticeable bulge.

Mick walked over to Cody and said, "Don't call me a faggot when you liked
just as much as me."

The two of them were standing nose to nose. I was not sure which stuck out
further their noses or their bulges. They were staring each other
down. Mick was staring into Cody's eyes with a look of determination I have
never seen. Cody was staring at Mick with smug satisfaction.

Cody reached down and grabbed Mick's bulge. His squeezing hard.

Mick continued glaring at Cody but let out a long gasp and low cry of pain.

Then Mick made his move. As quick as lightning Mick grabbed Cody by the
ears, with one hand on either side of Cody's head. I thought he was going
to throw him to the ground or put him in a head lock. However, he held
Cody's head steady and planted his lips against Cody's. He started a full
lip-on-lip kiss that lasted at least a minute.

Initially Cody tried to pull away but quickly decide that he could out-kiss
Mick and come out on top. He was going to teach this faggot who was the
man. He decided Mick was not only a faggot but going to be his faggot and I
was going to be his slave.

I my brother's hands run over and through Cody's cropped coiled hair. Their
lips locked together. Their tongues exploring each other's mouths. These
two were hot and heavy. I could hear Mick panting and Cody moaning.

Slowly, his grip on my brother's bulge tightened. Mick let out a
groan. Cody's squeezing must've become painful. Mick stopped kissing Cody,
threw his head back, and began moaning. Cody took advantage of this break
from kissing and began biting my brother's neck and ear.

Mick must have enjoyed this because his moaning and panting became louder.

Cody put Mick's balls in a strangle hold. Mick let out a wail; Cody's grip
was crushing Mick's his manhood and I think Mick was ready to cry from the
pain.

Mick started to cry out in pain and fell to his knees. Cody leaned forward
to maintain his firm grip on Mick's bulge.

Kneeling in front of Cody, panting, and groaning in discomfort Mick said,
"Too tight."

Cody loosened his vise-like grip on Mick's balls. Mick appeared more
comfortable as the grip on his bulge loosened. He was no longer scrunching
his face or squealing in pain. As his face relaxed his eyes opened, he saw
Cody's bulge a few inches in front of him. He gazed intently upon the bulge
in Cody's pants.

I looked on in astonishment. Slowly, inch by inch, Cody's bulge grew closer
to Mick's face. You could see Cody's bulge growing and pushing his trousers
out farther and farther. When the bulge was only an inch away, Mick opened
his mouth and stuck his tongue out. He began to lick Cody's pants-covered
bulge. His tongue moved up and down the bulge. Cody's trousers were sopping
wet from all the licking.

Cody reached down with his free hand and unzipped his fly. Out popped a
white-cotton-brief covered cock.

Mick's hands reached up and grabbed hold of Cody's ass. HIs hands,
massaging Cody's ass. His mouth opened and tried to swallow the brief
covered bulge sticking out of Cody's fly.


-- More to come --