Middle School with Davie and Enos Part 1

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Part 1 Back to School.

****DAVIE

The school bus stopped at the corner and I got on. Most of the guys I had been skinny dipping with all summer were already aboard. Enos and his sister Esther were the first to board A couple of other kids got on at the next stop. This bus only picked up kids heading to the Middle School / High School complex. Timmy and Travis and other kids got on at the third stop. After that Billy and Sean got aboard along with some others. I was hoping the gang was going to occupy the back seats, but they were superseded by some of the High School jocks. Our gang of 6 grabbed seats just in front of the rear wheel well. The bus made 7 or 8 other stops before we reached the school complex.

Enos sister was a senior and had told Enos that the older jocks were going to occupy the rear of the bus and they would enforce their own seating rule. It was boys only in the back. Any jock who had a girl friend got to occupy the seats, with their girl friends, just in front of this athletic boys section. Two new middle schoolers made the mistake of sitting in the reserved section and then had the nerve to argue that they were there first and they refused to move. When the bus reached the school those boys found themselves 'pants' . They were naked from the waist down. They were sitting in the back seat with their socks stuffed in their mouths and their trousers and underpants on the sidewalk next to the bus. They had been told that if they sat in the back, on the way home, they would find all their clothes in the trash bin, at the shopping mall, and if they told who did this to them, they would find their clothes missing every time they used the locker room. Most of the kids and the bus driver knew exactly what was going to happen, it happens on the first bus run every year. Needless to say a lot of the passengers waited outside the bus to watch the red faced newbies come off the bus to claim their goods. Another strange thing is, embarrassed as they had ever been embarrassed before, nobody ever told on these senior boys. They had visions of becoming the schools resident nudists if they did.

The High School sat about 300 yards just north of the Middle School. The schools shared athletic fields There were about 146 kids in the Middle School, Grades 7 & 8 and the High School had just under 300 students, Each school had it's own gymnasium,locker rooms. library and cafeteria. We went right to our assigned homeroom. Enos and I were in the same homeroom as Billy and Sean and Joshua and Jason. what a break that was. We all sat together and chatted about our trip to school. The same thing happened on some of the other buses too. The teacher came into the room and passed a paper around for each of us to print our names. She went over some of the rules once again and cautioned us to pay attention to the ban on the use of cell phones and then she passed out the IPad's along with their accessories. Chargers, cords, ear-buds and backpack carrying cases. All the equipment had been preassigned and she called out each students name to make sure everyone got their correct unit.

There were 23 kids in our homeroom, the other two 7th grade classes had 24 students each. They tried to keep all the students who came on a bus together. That way there was less distraction if one bus was late. The required academic classes were held in the morning sessions and the elective sections were later in the day. That included P.E. three times a week. Showers were mandatory. There were 2 sessions of P.E. for 7th grade boys . That meant there were about 16 to 18 boys changing and showering at the same time. The coaches room had a one way window overlooking the locker and shower areas. If the coach was in his office watching, you couldn't see him.

The shower room was one large room containing four stainless steel pipe posts with 6 shower heads on each, arranged in a pattern that allowed 24 boys to shower at the same time. The room was circular so there was no where to hide. The guys with the big cocks liked to be near the door so everyone could see their equipment and the guys with the teeny weenies had to go towards the shower heads located the furtherest away from the door. That meant they had to show everyone what they didn't have to get to a shower head. The exceptions of course were guys like me, who loved to ogle other guys. I stuck as close to the big guys as I could get. Since we were all 12 or 13 most everyone boned up just because they were naked. When you are that age, and your hormones are raging, and when you are naked, you bone up even if you are not into boys. If you're in High School and this happens, then you are suspect. But that's two years away.

Our home room happened to be our first class too. The teacher was Ms. Miller. She was teaching for a number of years and was used to handling middle schoolers. She was a no nonsense type of teacher and she let us know right away she was in charge. There 24 kids in our homeroom 13 girls and 11 boys. I had gone to elementary school with Billy, Sean, Toby and Barry. Enos had gone to elementary school with Josh, Jason, Ruben and Smoky

Jacques was new to the school district. Jacques was quiet and sat in the far end of the classroom and he looked a little scared. He was born in France, I could tell just by looking at him that he was timid and he looked down at his desk and didn't look around at anyone else except the teacher when she spoke. I made a point that I was going to try to get to know him during lunch.

Our first period was Language Arts. Ms Miller said "This year we were going to focus on reading comprehension, writing skills and vocabulary." She also announced that "We would also have a project where we would make up groups of three students each. Each group will select one book from an approved list of books and we would study the impact that the story would have on kids our age."

'We were to look into such themes as Primitivism, Civilization, Innocence, Rules and Order, Fear, Power, Identity, Wisdom and Knowledge, and Just plain growing up."

"You can pass in a written report the any time between now and the first week of December."

"This will allow your fellow students time to examine your conclusions before your oral report the second week of December just prior to the Winter Break. You're report can include visual aides and material you find on the internet to support your conclusions."

"Your group will be graded on both the written and oral presentations equaling 50 percent each."

When she passed out a list of the approved books, she said "You can review this list at www.gooddreads.com/shelf/show/7th-grade-reading-list. "

She concluded, "Each of you will list, in order of your preference, the names of three people who you would like to work with. I will form the groups after reviewing your lists."

I thought "Wow, this is sure different than 6th graded English. I guess I'll have to pay more attention this year."

I told Enos that I wanted to meet the new boy and he said he would too. He wasn't hard to find. He was sitting in the far corner of the cafeteria at a table by himself. Enos and I walked over and asked him if it was alright to sit with him. He looked scared, but said "Yes" and he looked down at the table again. I said "I'm David Berkowitz, everyone calls me Davie. This is Enos Salomon, He lives near me. Neither of us remember seeing you in our 6th grade classes are you new here?"

He said "I am Jacques Duvalier, I moved here about one month ago and I don't know anyone in our age group. I lived near Paris and went to a private school over there. They taught us to speak your language. My father was promoted to plant manager at Simmons Manufacturing and we now live here at Maroon Ct."

Jacques told us he was going to be 13 by December. He had a brown natural wavy hair that almost reached his shoulders and hazel colored eyes. he was slightly taller than both Enos and I, but he was as skinny as a rail and he wore thick lens glasses. If I had to give an overall description I would say he looked like a nerd.

I asked him if he would like to be a partner on our English class project. He said "thanks for asking, I didn't think anyone would want me because no one knew me."

Enos told him about the school that he had gone to before coming here, and a little about Sean, Jacob and Jason who were his classmates. He didn't give any real detailed description of them, just an overview, so Jacques could sort out if he had anything in common with them.

If you are so friendly with all those boys why are you asking me to be in your group?" He asked.

"Well, Enos and I are sort of very close friends and since we never went to the same school together until now, we never had a chance to work on a school project together, we thought we would like to do this together and we decided if we asked any of the other boys we just mentioned, to be our third person, the others would be mad because we didn't pick one of them. This way you help us solve a problem we would have had with our friends, and, I think we also helped solve a problem you might have had to face, since no one really knows you yet. If we join together all three of us end up winners."

Jacques said "I never thought about it that way. I think you're right. I'll be happy to join you."

Our first period in the afternoon was P.E. The three of us went to the gym and we were told to sit in the bleachers and wait for the coach.

The coach came in and said "I'm Mike Stone. You can call me Coach, or Coach Stone or Mr. Stone. The name Coach Mike is reserved only to those boys who are on one of my teams."

"You boys will be required to take showers at the end of class. NO EXCEPTIONS. Towels are provided by the school and you will place the used towel in the canvas tote bin near the door to the shower room."

"No boy will laugh, tease, or use abusive names towards any other boy in the locker room or the shower room. If this happens to you, let me know about it. Just so you know. That window, that looks like a mirror, allows me to watch you while you are in the locker and shower areas. If I see you abusing anyone you will go straight to the principals office in the state of dress you are in when I catch you. If you are naked you will be allowed to cover yourself with a towel. When we reach the principals office, I get the towel back. It's your problem after that. If you are in your jock, to bad, I'll considered you dressed even if everyone will be able to see your behind. Don't try me. I will not tolerate bullying. Next time we have class, bring your gym suits (kits) and wear sneakers (trainers) with white soles so you don't put black skid marks on the gym floor."

"If you have medical restrictions please see me right after I dismiss you."

Enos, Jacques and I stopped to take a pee before we got to our next class. I tried my best to see what Jacques had but he hid it well. All I saw was the light yellow stream. On the other hand, I did let him see me. I could see he was looking right at my dick. I made a big deal about shaking it off even if it still isn't to large I'm proud of what I have.

The first week everyone is required to take health class. after that the choices were Mechanical Arts which most a lot of the boys signed up for. Music, both vocal and instrumental and Graphic Arts which includes photography, drawing and painting. Our last class was going to be Information Services which covered Basic Computing, Intermediate Computing, Advance Computing, Basic Software Programing/ Design and Other Data based media.

Enos had elected to take up the photography sessions, Jacques signed for the vocal arts and I signed up for drawing and painting. At midterm, we could change our emphases to more advanced subjects in the area we had originally selected or change the emphases all together.

Health class was divided into a girls class and a boys class. It turned out to be a more advanced discussion on sex. By now almost everyone in the class had started puberty, but many had questions concerning masturbation and intercourse and sexually transmitted diseases. The teacher was aware that most of the kids who had questions, would never raise their hands to ask in front of everyone else so he had them write the questions on a form that he passed out and he would sort out the questions and answer the most asked questions first. While we were filling out the questionnaire he took attendance by going from desk to desk.

After we handed in the questionnaire he announced that he would review them and if he found any that needed to be answered privately he would contact the boy directly. He then announced that the questionnaires were coded and when he took attendance he would be able to match the form to the boy who asked the question. He said that if he felt somebody was messing with him he would deal with them too.

I got the idea that this school wasn't gong to put up with to much nonsense from anyone.

After school I asked Timmy about the school bus seating problem and he said "Yeah, I knew about it, but I thought it was funny and I thought you would too since you got to see two guys dicks that you never saw before."

"If you didn't notice, the school bus driver was one of the first ones off the bus." He said "He said he needed to use the mens room and he would be right back. He did that as an excuse so he could truthfully say He didn't see any problem on the bus when he left."

Timmy said "He would have lost his job if he had stayed and saw what happened, and didn't report it."

I asked him about Coach Stone and he answered. "Don't fuck with him. He means what he says"

Once I got home, I went to my room and browsed the internet. I was trying to find out what I could about the books on the 'Goodreads' list that I thought would be interesting. I input each title into Sparknotes.com and reviewed their summary of the book. I quickly narrowed down the selections. One group, I thought girls would most likely report on. I eliminated them. Next eliminated were novels that didn't seem to relate to kids. Sci Fi and various Dragon tales by Yep, hit the list of possibles, but not what I thought we would like to study.

On the list that I thought would be would probably enjoy studying were books primarily about boys. I liked the Lord of the Ring series of books, but I thought most of the other boys would also pick them for their studies and who needs all that competition?

Oliver Twist, Treasure Island, The Yearling, Kidnapped, The Hunger Game, Battle Royale, and of course the obvious The Three Musketeers were all put on the possible list.

The. 'I sure would like to use one of these' list, boiled down to Robin Crusoe, The Coral Island, and Lord of the Flies. The last two were appealing because they involved boys in situations where there were no adults to muck up their adventures.

Almost all the novels had at one time or another been made into a feature length movies. Once I had my list ready, I printed it out for Enos and Jacques

Enos and Jacques were going to do the same thing and we were going to compare our lists.

I sent a text message to both Enos and Jacques that I had my list ready. I didn't get a text back, from either one of them, so I figured they hadn't got their list ready yet.

At supper I told Dad and Mom about my day at school. My new homeroom classmates and about friending Jacques. I also mentioned our English class project and that we were hoping our team would be made up of Jacques, Enos and me. I didn't mention anything about the morning bus ride incident.

Enos called after we had supper and chatted. I told him about the list I had prepared and he said he also finished his list too. He told me he heard some of the kids referring to Jacques as the 'new kid Jock Strap'. You know the nickname used for a athletic supporter, that protects your balls. He said "I think we ought to start calling him Jake so he doesn't get teased. I agreed.

After that call, I called Jacques. I told him about my list and he said he was just starting his list and he would have it ready in the morning. I told him I was really glad to have met him today."

Jacques said "You are the first person that I have gone to school with that ever called me at home." He went on to say, "In the school that I came from the kids used to make fun of me all the time and called me all sorts of nasty names."

I asked him "If he knew why they did that?"

His response was "I told you before that I didn't expect anyone to want me as a teammate on the class project when you and Enos first asked me, what I didn't tell you was why I had those thoughts."

"Would you like to tell me?" I asked

"I guess it would be easier to tell you on the phone, because if I tell you face to face I'd probably cry."

"Sooner or later you would figure it out anyhow, all the other kids at the other school did, so you might as well know now. I am gay." He said. "I know you will want to pick someone else now that you know and if you do I'll understand."

I gulped before I answered. "Jacques, One of my best friends is gay and I wouldn't trade his friendship for anything. Enos knows him too and he also considers him, his friend. I also think I might be gay. I don't know for sure yet. I do know, I enjoy doing stuff with other boys. If you are gay, then I'm happy to know you, and all I can say is 'welcome' to Southern Field."

I heard sobs on the other end of the phone, then he said "You don't know how happy you just made me feel just now. I'd like to give you a kiss if I could, but that can wait for some other time. I am so elated, all I can say is, I love you for what you just said."

Jacques told me that when he was about 8 he had been caught playing naked with a group of boys who weren't naked and the word spread he was a queer. After that the kids started to avoid him.

He continued that he had very few friends and he found he liked doing sex things with them whenever he could. He realized he was always the one who loved to look at and later wanted to kiss another boys penis." He knew he didn't like girls and they never seemed to like him either. As he grew older, he said, the only boys who sought him out were those who wanted him to suck them off. Anyone else who sought him out, just wanted to call him names or beat him up. "When that happened", he said "I sort of gave up being friendly with anyone and I just stayed away from everyone."

I told him "I liked doing the same things he liked doing."

He asked "Is Enos like that too?"

I answered "That is something you would have to ask Enos. I'll say this much. Enos and I are best friends."

I said "I have been told that this school has an anti-bullying policy that they uphold. I'm sure bullies will find a way to attack, but if they are caught, I understand the school will take prompt action."

"All the boys I mentioned above, with the exception of one, Joshua, have agreed to watch each others backs. That means, if we hear of anyone who is going to pick on anyone of our group of friends, we warn our friends and try to stop it when we can. In Joshua's case, he knows we have the means to cause him to loose his reputation rather quickly if he chooses to harm any of us." I guess it's sort of a bullying the bully tactic. but we are using it in self defense. "

I continued "I have already heard some boys who heard your name and want to call you Jock Strap. I explained to him that that implied he was a smelly cloth testicle supporter cup that athletes wore under their pants. I told him that Enos suggested we call him Jake if he didn't object. That way we could nip some of the nasty name calling problems in the bud."

He answered "I know the kids in France used similar names to berate me. I don't mind you calling me Jake if you wish. I sort of like that too."

Jake and I chatted a little longer and after we said our goodbyes, I took a shower and went to bed. As I lay there my mind sort of reviewed the day and my conversation with Jake. I knew if I was going to fall asleep I needed to change my focus. I reached down and grabbed hold of my cock. After a few wanks and an explosive cum I fell sound asleep.

A/N It's nice to hear Jakes life has turned a corner for the better. Hope he fits in with the rest of the boys. Think we'll take a look at how Josh and Jason are handling the class project partner choices. You can let me know what you think at bengermane712@gmail.com See Ya, Benny