Date: Mon, 20 Aug 2012 16:49:49 -0700 From: B.E. Kelley Subject: The Foundling Chapter 17 This story is a work of FICTION. The events described are my own invention. Any similarities to actual events or persons are strictly coincidental. The author retains the copyright, and any other rights, to this original story. You may not publish it or any part of it without my explicit authorization. This story contains depictions of consensual sexual acts between teenage males. It is intended for mature audiences only. If you find this type of material offensive or if you are under the legal age to read said material; please proceed no further. Comments are always welcome at: hailcaesar2011@hotmail.com The Foundling Chapter 17: Going for the Gold Avery and I said a hasty goodbye to our families and climbed aboard the helicopter. Mrs. Spencer was reluctant to let her son go but after promising to be careful, she relented. If you ask me, his smile works on her just as much as me, I can't say no to him either. There wasn't enough room for all of us on the helicopter so my family loaded into the car and said they would meet us there. I'd never been in a helicopter before and I'm something of a reluctant flyer, but I wasn't scared as we skimmed over the treetops. Avery started talking but I couldn't hear him, that's when we discovered the headsets, put them on and spoke over the onboard intercom. "This is nuts," smiled Avery, he was having a great time. "Yeah, what a day," I said, giving his good hand a squeeze. "I'm glad you're not leaving Benji, I don't know what I'd do without you," said Avery. "Well, I'm not going anywhere, we've got all the time in the world now," I smiled back. "Good, we haven't even moved past blow jobs yet," Avery laughed. "You're such a dork," I giggled, then leaned in for a little kiss. "Uh, Mr. Tyson, we're about 20 minutes from Concord, I need to know where we're landing," said the pilot, over the intercom. Avery and I both turned a deep shade of red. We didn't realize that the pilot would be able to hear everything we said. We just shrugged our shoulders. "Don't worry, if he says anything, he's fired," I winked, this time covering my microphone "Uh, we're looking for Josiah Bartlett High School," I told the pilot, "I'm not sure what the address is though." "No problem sir, we'll get the coordinates from air traffic control." The pilot got the information he needed and in a matter of minutes, we were setting down on the athletic field at Bartlett High. "Sir, I'm not technically allowed to land here, so I can't stay, do you have transport back to Tyson's Corner or should I head for the local airfield?" asked the pilot. "My family is driving down, we'll either ride back with them or on the bus with our teammates," I explained. "Roger that sir," said the pilot, "if you ever need us again, just give us a ring." Avery and I climbed out of the helicopter and though the rotor was at least 6 feet higher than our heads, we ducked as people do, and walked towards the gym. The helicopter took off, the rotor putting out so much thrust that we were almost blown over. Avery checked his watch, I had 10 minutes to get to the pool or I'd be disqualified from the competition, we took off at a brisk jog. "Avery, Benji, what are you doing here?" asked a surprised Coach Spencer, when I tapped him on the shoulder. "Your wife is the best lawyer ever, we won, she had it all wrapped up by lunchtime," I smiled. "Yeah but how did you get here?" asked Coach Spencer. "I'll tell you later dad, Benji has less than 5 minutes before he has to dive," said Avery. "Right, change your clothes and I'll let the officials know you made it here," said Coach. "Uh, wait, there's a problem, I didn't expect to be here, I don't have my gym bag, I don't have my suit," I explained. "Ok, no problem, let me see," said Coach, looking over the team, "Jasper, you swam your last event right?" "Yeah coach," said Jasper Henderson. "Great, you're Tyson's size, go to the locker room, give him your Speedo," said Coach. Jasper gave me a funny look, then shrugged his shoulders and followed me to the locker room. Jasper was only wearing his Speedo but I think I changed faster than he did; I practically tore my suit off. When I was naked, he handed me his suit and I slipped into the unfamiliar garment, while he put on his street clothes. "Sorry, I don't have time to wait, thanks for the loan, Jas," I stated, and ran out. "It's cool, good luck," Jasper shouted behind me. "Holy shit, you're here," Robbie explained, when I ran up to him. "Yeah, long story," I stated, "how are we doing?" "Not bad actually," said Robbie, "We've only done one dive each, so far, but I think everyone brought his A game." "Scores?" I asked. "I got an 8.0 on my first, Camden got a 6.5, Dexter a 7.0 and Neil just landed a 7.0, I guess you're up next," said Robbie. A few seconds after the words left Robbie's mouth, my name was called over the loudspeaker. "Diving next, from John Adams High School, Benji Tyson," said the announcer. "You made it," Neil exclaimed, rejoining us after having completed his dive. "Yeah, tell you about it later, I gotta hit the board," I stated, and headed for the end of the pool. "Awesome, we're going to win," said Neil. I'm not going to waste a lot of time explaining the rules of diving. It's a complex sport, I do it, and I'm still not 100% sure how it's all calculated. The short version is each diver does a series of mandatory and optional dives. The mandatory dives are selected by the judges, each diver does the same dive and points are awarded on technical skill, the optional dives give us an opportunity to show off some of our tricks. After each dive, the five judges give you their score, the highest and lowest score are dropped, and the remaining three are averaged together then multiplied by the degree of difficulty, for your overall score. It makes my head spin just thinking about it so I try to focus on the dive ahead of me, rather than the points to be allotted. My first dive was a simple one and a half summersault tuck. I climbed up to the diving board, bounced 3 times and shot out over the water. I pulled out of the dive and entered the water headfirst with minimal splash. When I came out of the water, I watched the judges, I ended up scoring an 8.5. By the end of the mandatory dive portion of the tournament, Bartlett High was leading with an overall score of 122, we were in second place with 118 and the other three schools came in a distant third, fourth and fifth. We moved on to the optional dives and each of us pushed the envelope to do the best dive he could. At the end of the optional dives, we were still in second place, separated from the leaders by just eight points. My score would eat some of that up, but in order for us to win; I had to score at least a 9.0, which would give us a one point victory. I was deep in thought, in order to win, I had to do something spectacular, I just didn't know what. "What are you going to do?" asked Robbie. "I don't know, I'm thinking, I'm thinking," I stated, nervously. "What about that handstand dive?" asked Camden. "I don't know, the guy from Bartlett did one and he was great but he only got an 8.0," I stated. "Nothing wrong with an 8.0, worst case we take the silver medal," said Dexter. "No, there's nothing wrong with second place, but we didn't come this close to lose," I replied, "I think I have an idea." The problem with diving is that you only have so much time and distance between the platform and the water. It makes elaborate dives extremely difficult because time and space are not on your side and you have to enter the water either head or feet first, flub the landing and you might as well not have even bothered. One of the most difficult dives in the world is the 2 ½ twist, 2 ½ summersault pike. There are a lot of parts to the dive, you only have about 1.5 seconds to complete it and you enter the water at 40 miles an hour so getting the entry right is crucial. I haven't mastered this dive yet but it was time to go for broke. I climbed to the top of the platform nervously. I looked out over the crowd and spotted my family, they were sitting with Avery. I scanned their faces but even their reassuring smiles couldn't calm my nerves. Finally I reached the edge of the platform, turned my back on the pool, and stood on the tips of my toes. I closed my eyes, raised my arms, then took the plunge. I swung my arms out and arched my back, leading into the first rotation. I thrust my right arm out and behind my head then pulled my left arm across my chest, to create the clockwise rotation and keep my body straight. After completing the 2 ½ twists, I bent forward at the hips and placed my hands behind my knees, keeping my legs straight and toes pointed, entering the pike position. I completed the summersaults in the pike position then straightened my body out, hands forward to punch a hole in the water and rip the entry. I could tell it wasn't perfect the instant I hit the water, I just hoped it would be enough to score the points we needed for a victory. When I broke the surface, I was greeted by thundering applause. I'd impressed the crowd but it was the judges that mattered, I swam to the edge of the pool and waited for their verdict. I watched the judges deliberate, and held my breath while the final score was tabulated. When the numbers 9.5 flashed across the scoreboard, our bench erupted in shouts and applause. With a mere 1.5 point lead, we, the John Adams Dive Team, from tiny Tyson's Corner New Hampshire, took the state title. "Dude, that was incredible," shouted Robbie, as I joined my teammates. He hugged me but then got pushed aside by Dexter, Camden and Neil. "I can't believe it, we're state champs," said Neil. "Yeah Tyson, we owe it all to you," said Camden. "Bullshit guys, we did this together," I stated, still trying to catch my breath from the dive and the excitement that had followed. There were still a couple of swimming events left so we divers took our places on the bench with the rest of our team. I kept looking over at Avery who flashed me a big smile and a thumbs up. I watched him and couldn't help but think my victory was a hollow one. As proud as I was, this should have been Avery's day, I struggled and came from behind to win, Avery had been the star all season. When all of the events were finished, I stood on the platform as the first lady of New Hampshire put the gold medal around my neck. I held the medal in my hands, I looked at it with pride, but as the first lady moved to the next competitor, I knew what I had to do. Avery had moved from the stands to the bench, for the awards ceremony, he wanted to be with the team, the team he'd led all season. I spotted him sitting with his dad, a hush falling over our teammates as I stunned them by leaving the platform. "Benji, what are you doing, you're not supposed to come down yet," said Avery, as I stood before him. I felt the medal around my neck, I took it in my fingers, then I pulled it off. "This should be yours, you earned it," I said, as I placed my medal around Avery's neck. "Benji, I can't accept this," said Avery, his voice on the verge of breaking. "Yes you can, you led me here, I couldn't have done this without you, I want you to have it," I replied. "Thank you," said Avery, a tear in his eye. I put my arms around him and hugged him as tightly as I dared with his broken ribs. I didn't care who was watching, I loved him and I wanted to share this moment with him. Whether they knew we were gay or assumed it was just one athlete hugging another, I don't know, but the crowd gave us a warm round of applause. When all was said and done, Avery and I rode the bus home with our team. Everyone was excited; after all, we were the state champions. The atmosphere on the bus was like a party, after a while, Coach Spencer gave up on trying to calm us down and just joined in the fun. By the time I got home, I was exhausted. It had been an amazing day, the dark cloud that the Blair's had put over me was gone, Tyson's Corner was my home now and it would continue to be as long as I wanted. George and Nancy weren't just the Prescott's anymore; they were officially my parents, Dylan and Jamie, my brothers. My victory in Concord that day was simply the icing on the cake. I counted my blessings, closed my eyes and enjoyed the most restful sleep I'd ever known. The next night, I slept over at Avery's. He really shouldn't have been out of bed yesterday, it exhausted him, but I was so pleased when I got to his house and found my medal still around his neck. "I don't think he even took it off to shower," smiled Marsha, when I'd made the discovery. "Good, it looks good on him," I smiled. When Avery and I went to his room for bed, I helped him undress and then climbed into bed next to him, careful not to bump his broken collar bone. I was nervous about touching him but Avery guided my hand to a safe spot on his tummy and I held him tight. I can't express how cute he looked in his undies with my gold medal around his neck. "I love you," I whispered in his ear. "I love you more," he smiled. "I don't know if that's possible." "I was so scared I was going to lose you Benji," Avery admitted. "It's ok, I'm not going anywhere," I replied. "I know, I've got all kinds of things planned for us this summer," said Avery. "Oh yeah, like what?" I asked. "You'll just have to wait and see, but this can be a pretty fun place to live in the summertime," Avery explained. "I think I know of something fun we can try now," I stated. "Hmmm, what did you have in mind?" he asked. "I think it might be time for us to take another step," I smiled. "Ok, what kind of step?" asked Avery. I could have just told him but where would the fun have been in that? Instead, I kissed his sweet lips, ran my fingers over his bruised and battered face, kissed each wound as tenderly as I dared. I kissed my way down his body, taking it slow and easy. I reached his belly button and let my tongue swirl around it then plunge inside. That made Avery giggle but I wasn't about to stop. I kissed lower, felt my lips come into contact with the waistband of his briefs, then I hooked my thumbs in them and pulled them off of his body. "I like this step," said Avery, as he wagged his boner at me. "Ha, if only you knew what was in store for you," I smiled wickedly. I bent forward and gave Avery's dick a lick. I kissed the cute pink head and then took it in my mouth, letting my tongue tickle the tiny cum hole. "I do love that," Avery purred. I sucked his dick slowly, I wanted him to luxuriate in the sensation as I bobbed my head up and down on the sensitive organ. I loved having his boner in my mouth, there was something so intimate about sucking on him, it was like he belonged in my mouth and I existed to pleasure him. I knew he was enjoying it too, he reached down and gently stroked my hair while I worked on him. When he was nice and wet, I pulled off and sat up. "Aww, babe, why did you stop, that felt so good," Avery whined. I smiled down at him, then gently straddled his body, I rested my bottom over his dick and felt the slick head touch my hole, almost like it was kissing it. "Whoa, Benji, what are you doing?" asked Avery. "I think you know," I moaned, as I eased down and felt his head pop into me. "Oh my God," Avery moaned, "Oh Benji, that feels incredible." "Yeah, it feels good," I winced. Truth be known, it sorta hurt. I'd never had so much as a finger up there before but now I was trying to take Avery's entire five inches. I was prepared for this though, I'm 14 and let's just say, I've read the literature. I knew it would hurt at first but I also trusted that once I got accustomed to the invasion, it would feel fantastic. I eased myself down on my lover, taking him just a centimeter at a time, moaning as I went. "Benji, are you ok, you don't have to do this," said Avery. "I'm ok, and I want to do this, do you like it?" "It feels so good, but I don't want to hurt you," said Avery. "Just lie back and enjoy it, I'll be ok." It took time but eventually I felt my butt resting against Avery's pelvis. I rested for a moment but the more I stretched to accommodate him, the more I felt this strange, pleasurable tickling in my bottom. I started to rock my hips back and forth, we both moaned in pleasure as Avery's head came into contact with something deep in my body, something that sent exquisite chills surging through me. I started to ride my lover, using my legs to push me up and down on his pole. Avery reached down and stroked my cock and when I felt him fill my bottom with liquid hot boy juice, I came all over his belly. I disengaged myself from him, then cuddled up beside him. "Wow," sighed Avery. "Yeah," I agreed. Avery leaned down and kissed my forehead, I knew he loved me, he didn't have to say it with words. That was the first time Avery and I made love but it would be far from the last. Everything we did seemed to draw us closer together. I love him, I know he loves me and that's made all the difference in the world. Losing my dad was the biggest blow I've ever faced, I didn't know if I could ever open my heart to someone again because it would hurt too much to lose them. Avery was patient and tender, he didn't break down the barriers to my heart, he slowly melted them away. Once the flood gates were open, it was impossible to turn them back. I've got a new family now, different than the one I started with but I love them just the same. George and Nancy, mom and dad, are officially my parents now and I think the choice I made, to stay with them, was the best decision I have ever made. I grew up an only child and having brothers and sisters has taken a little getting used to, but that to has been an adventure. Jamie and Dylan couldn't be more different but each is special in his own way. With Jamie you get unconditional love, with Dylan, it takes him a little longer to warm up but once he does, you have a fierce friend. Then there is Rachel, we haven't had a lot of time together but it looks like I'll have all the time in the world to build that relationship now. Life is funny sometimes, you think you're happy but then a tragedy hits and your life is turned upside down. You can let yourself feel miserable about it but if you let it, life also has a way of working out. If you sit back and let things run their course, you might find everything you never knew you always wanted, sitting right in front of you. All my life I've heard "God works in mysterious ways," and you know, I'm starting to believe it. THE END