Date: Mon, 21 Jan 2013 11:45:32 -0800 (PST)
From: Bob Fry <tradingboys@yahoo.com>
Subject: Wrestling Boys 16

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Website: http://wrestlingboystories.wordpress.com/

This is a fictional story of boys and teens growing up and as such, is a
work of total fiction. Any resemblance to real people, dead or alive, is
purely coincidental. By reading this story, you agree that you are at or
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Main characters:

Glenn Sorley:  7th Grade, Messy Brown Hair, Brown eyes, 4'8", weighs 94
lbs, penis size- 4.3 inches, wears Hanes boxer briefs

Steve Ray:  8th Grade, Freckled Face, Sandy Brown Hair, Green eyes, 5'9",
weighs 108 lbs, penis size- 6.2 inches, wears boxers

Nicholas Gurule: 9th Grade, Medium Brown hair, brown eyes, tanned, 5'6",
weighs 105 lbs, penis size- 6.4 inches, wears Hanes boxer briefs

Will Baca:  10th Grade, Medium Blond hair, blue eyes, 5'5", weighs 130 lbs,
penis size- 6.7 inches, wears boxers

Anthony Hagwood: 11th- Brown hair, brown eyes, 5'5", weighs 139 lbs, penis
size-5.6 inches, wears Hanes Briefs

Brandon Hartmann: 12th Grade, Short Black Hair, Brown Eyes, 5'9", weighs
142 lbs, penis size- 7.0 inches wears Gap boxer briefs

Joe Doherty- 6th Grade, from Haley, Kansas, short black hair, brown eyes,
4'8", weighs 86 lbs, Penis Size- 3.5 inches, wears Fruit of the Loom
Boxerbriefs

Garrett Bailey: 15 years old and in 11th grade too. He's taller than Ben at
5' 10?, weighs 142 lbs, penis size- 6.5 inches, and plays baseball and
golf. He likes skating and riding his bmx bike and have larger feet than
Ben – size 12.5 and likes to wear long black sports socks like baseball
socks. He wears boxers

Tyler Ward: 14 years old in 9th grade (freshman), and he's 5' 6?, weighs
101 lbs, penis size-6.5 inches. He runs on the track team, roller skates,
and plays golf. He's not too strong, and is kind of a lady's guy but he
still gets picked on, wears Hanes Boxerbriefs

David Lentz- 7th grade, and in some classes that Glenn is in.  Has short
black hair with blue eyes.  5'6", weighs 87 lbs and has a penis size of 4.5
inches

	Sean Carroll put on a pair of Champion boxer briefs.  The underwear
was part of his father's strategy to get Sean to become more
confident. Maybe if Sean wore stuff from Champion, he would feel like
one. But what Sean felt like was king of the losers on the bottom of the
social ladder. In reality, he was a very good-looking kid with scruffy
brown hair with blond highlights. He had little to no muscle, though he had
a good 6-pack going from physical labor. He lived at the edge of the city,
and from time to time he would walk across the road to help out a couple of
elderly farmers. This work kept him in fairly good shape. However, this
strength did not help him in school, where he was beaten up every week or
so. The latest incident left him with a black-and-blue eye and a bloody
nose after getting into a fight with six fifth-graders.  Sean was a
freshman in high school!  For Sean, high school wasn't much better than
middle school had been. At least in high school, kids were forbidden to
fight during school, so they would wait til after. Many times, Sean was
able to escape his tormentors, but not all the time.
	So, Sean's father got him new underwear hoping that he would become
a champion; instead, he thought he had become the champion of the
bottom. He put on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt. He would walk to school
and try to get there first. If he could, he knew he would avoid the
fights. He was up early enough to avoid his father and mother, but also
missed breakfast as he sat out before the sun was totally in the sky. He
got to school first and was safe from people's fists. He still had to
endure a day of being made fun of and, of course, eating by himself.  In
between his classes, he would be pushed into the lockers and made fun of by
everyone.  Though he got decent grades, teachers did not really care about
him. They tried half-heartedly to help him, but that never got him
anywhere. Anytime he would tell a teacher about one bully, another five
would wait and beat him up. He never had a fair fight either, because it
was five versus just himself.  Any one-on-one fight would end very quickly
as Sean got kicked in the balls and then knocked out.
	What made today worse was that he had gym. There was a kid named
Nicholas Gurule in the same class. Sean considered him his only friend,
though he was sure that Nicholas never noticed him. In his mind, the fact
that he did not get punched or hit or made fun of by Nicholas made him a
friend. Today the gym class would be playing basketball, a game that Sean
feared, during which elbows always seemed to fly at his abs, face, or
wherever when the teacher was not looking. Worse, he would be against
Nicholas, one of the most athletic boys in the entire school. To his
surprise, though, Nicholas was very physical, but he played fair, which was
kind of fun, well until the end anyway.  When no one was looking, Nicholas
tackled Sean to the gym floor, and pinned him there.
	"You are to come to the Lonely House tomorrow, got that?" Nicholas
demanded.
	 "I, I, I, c c can't" Sean stuttered
      "Make time, or else you're dead," Nicholas said.
	Sean could not do anything but shake his head. Nicholas thought
that gesture meant Sean was consenting, but he still punched Sean in the
stomach. It was kind of half-hearted, though as Nicholas said "This is a
taste of what's to come if you don't come. Meet me at the front tomorrow
after school or else."
	`Just what I needed', Sean thought, `something else to worry
about.' At the end of school, he was able to make it back home unscathed,
though he had to run away from some 7th-graders. He had to check in with
the elderly farmers next door to make sure they were okay and maybe to get
some more advice. It was one of the reasons why he kept visiting them was
because they seemed to be the only people who listened to him. They
appreciated a young boy who was willing to help them when it was needed. So
they always went out of their way to feed him dinner and to try to help him
out with his homework or just talk to him. Sean knew that this visit was
going to be one of those talking nights.
	"I just want to run away. If I don't go, they will find me, and if
I do go, what, will I get hurt?"
	The elderly man said, "What do they want?"
	"I really don't know, probably to beat me up or something like
that."
	The elderly women said, "I don't know why you get picked on, you
are so nice to us. I think they are so mean to you. They just pick on you
because they know that they can."
	"My father said that I should just get into a fight with them and
just get it done with.  Every time I get into a fight though, I lose, and
then it is me versus everyone else. I should just run away."
	The elderly man said, "Don't do that, that won't solve anything. Go
to school tomorrow.  Tell the police."
	"My father says that is the coward's way out," Sean said.
	The talk continued in the same vein for the next couple of hours
until he went back home and found himself in front of the mirror in his
Champion boxer briefs once again. He looked at himself and wondered why
nobody wanted him. It was not that he was ugly or said anything stupid. He
had to admit that he did not have that many muscles, and was maybe weaker
than everyone else, but he made up for that in looks. He shed his boxer
briefs and took a shower.  He jacked off during the shower because it is
what nature demanded. After that, he was tired and stepped into American
Eagle boxers and fell asleep.
	The next morning, there were butterflies in his stomach. He did not
want to go to school and thought about claiming to be sick so he did not
have to be bullied. Most unfortunately, he had an exam today which he could
not afford to miss. Resigned to that fact, he put on a black pair of
Champion boxer briefs and went to school once again. He did well on the
exam for those who are wondering, but the real story takes place after
school. He was going to try to avoid Nicholas if he could and take the back
way out. Nicholas was waiting for him there, however, and he had someone
with him who was shorter but built like a tank. Sean had only one choice:
He had to run for it. Little good that did, though; the kid built like a
tank tackled him and Nicholas got there to restrain him from escaping.
	The kid built like a tank said, "Where do you think you are going?"
	"He is scared, Will, let's get him to the house," Nicholas
said. Then to Sean, "No noise, or we make a spectacle out of you, got it?"
Nicholas demanded.
	Sean just nodded, resigned to the fact that he would have to go to
this mysterious location. Nicholas got out some rope and bound Sean's hands
and feet so he could not escape. Then he and Will walked Sean to the Lonely
House. Sean was shaking from head to foot, not knowing what to do. He had
gotten himself into a terrible mess. When they got into the house, Sean was
taken downstairs into a small closet. Another boy named Brandon came in. He
unbound Sean and then stripped the younger boy down to his boxer
briefs. Sean was so terrified, he could not move. Brandon said, "Relax,
Sean."
	Sean looked very shocked that this total and complete stranger knew
him. "Yeah, that is right, I know your name. You are the kid that had no
friends til today," Brandon said. But then he added another shock: "You
will fight against another kid. You are not allowed to kick him, hit him,
or use any dirty moves to him. Your goal is to make him cum. If you make
him cum, you are in the club; if not, well, let's not discuss that. You
will go out here in a second and the match will start. Come, let's go."
	Sean still thought of escape. A group of boys circled him, making
escape almost impossible. There was a kid standing there that looked
lighter but taller than him. Another shock: Sean suddenly realized that his
penis was hard but the other kid's was not. He had seen this kid a couple
of times. Red hair, blue eyes. He was a kid that always beat Sean up
whenever possible. He spotted another kid off to the side that he knew who
went by the name of David. Sean had been somewhat friendly with David, but
that was only because they went to the same church. He remembered being
stupid some weeks ago when he was persuaded by David to be photographed
while lifting up his shirt. Sean started shaking very badly, as his nerves
mounted.  Before he knew it, his feet walked him toward the middle of what
looked to be a wrestling ring.
	Will came on out and said, "3, 2, 1, start!"
	Already, Sean thought. So he went out to the center and just felt
the kid up to see what he had, and how this was going to play out.  The
other boy was wearing Fruit of the Loom briefs, although an older
style. Sean had seen that style when he was really small, but never
since. This kid looked like he could take a lot, as his penis seemed to be
bigger than Sean's even though it was still soft. Maybe he won't go for the
beat-down, Sean thought, and he decided to try to engage him. He was wrong,
though. After the next 20 seconds, all the boys were trying not to puke or
at least had to look away. The redheaded boy's first move was to kick Sean
right in the stomach, which took the air right out of him. He reached down
and plucked Sean up like he was a twig, and then tried to break Sean's back
over his bent knee. With the pain nearly blinding Sean it became apparent
that no one in the circle were going to assist him, but he was not going to
stand there and take a beaten if he could avoid it.  So he flung himself
onto to the other boy.
	However, the dirty plays continued, and Sean had to endure
underhanded tricks. The taller boy punched Sean across his face when no one
was looking; he pummeled Sean's stomach; and, of course, more than once, he
successfully targeted Sean's balls. Sean wondered why nobody was coming to
help him. Yet he was afraid of breaking the rules. The last thing he needed
was to have everyone else gang up on him, so he continued to take a
pounding. To Sean's credit, he did not give up; he kept fighting by trying
to pin his dirty opponent. Sean was able from time to time to gain access
to the other boy's bigger penis and Sean's rubbing was getting the kid
hard, but the price Sean was paying was enormous. Halfway into the match,
Sean's nose and mouth were bleeding, and there was even some blood leaking
from his eyes.  He looked like a raccoon, with his eyes going from purple
to blue to black. He could barely see now and his abs were bruised. He was
sure that there was no way he could cum while suffering such pain, but he
also did not know how he was going to get the other boy to cum. Sean did
not know if he could make it that much longer.
	To Sean's surprise, he was still battling at the 45-minute
mark. Better yet, the slender redhead was getting really tired—his
punches were becoming weaker and less accurate. Still, there had been
moments when the other boys could just not watch Sean's beating, and a lot
of them were feeling really sorry for him. Maybe Sean should not be in this
club. Sure, he could take a beating, but there is just no other way to say
it: he was weak. He was clearly moaning, but not with joy, with
pain. Sean's face was all bloody now, and he started to bleed from other
places. He had no chance in making it, and they knew it.  It was at this
most hopeless of moments when something happened that, to everyone's
surprise, would change Sean's fortunes forever. Sean was able to get on top
of the other boy and slammed him down on the ground. This move left the
boy's penis exposed with him having no way to defend it. Sean attacked the
redhead's penis with everything he had. The boy was getting desperate and
Sean was now screaming. He was trying to get the boy to cum, and it seemed
like he was very close. The boy's hips were starting to buckle.
	"You are a fag, you love this, you are going to get me to cum,
stop!"  The boy demanded as he grunted.
	Sean, being really desperate, increased the pace. He had to get
this kid to cum, but the boy continued to taunt him, "You are not a man,
you can't even face me, the only way you can get me is to make me cum?"
	Sean was just about there, as he had the boy was moaning as he
tried to cum. The redhead delivered one more painful hit that nearly
blinded Sean, but it was too late. The taller, lighter boy screamed in
defeat as his bigger penis cummed in his old-style Fruit of the Loom
briefs. Sean got to his feet and tried to celebrate, but he was too
unsteady. It was the first time he ever won a fight, though his face looked
like a bloody red balloon. All of a sudden, Anthony came over and pushed
him to the ground, saying, "What, you think you are super cool for making
my friend cum? I am going to get you now!"
	Stars were popping in front of Sean's eyes. Just what he needed,
another unfair fight.  He knew this was going to be unfair; he had never
ever been in a fair fight. Sean was trying to get back up when the boy who
had always picked on him delivered one of the hardest kicks Sean has ever
received to the stomach. Sean just collapsed into a fetal position. He
could hear shouting as Anthony threw the other boy about 10 feet, and told
the group, "Get that coward out of here."
	Sean thought that Anthony meant him, and he was determined to fight
for what was left of his life. Several boys came to him while Anthony bent
down and touched Sean. This was his chance and he swung wildly at
Anthony. Being the team captain for wrestling, Anthony easily dodged the
fist heading toward him. Anthony then said, "Restrain him."
	"Help! Anyone, please help!" Sean screamed at the top of his
lungs. He was going to die and he knew it. He was swinging his fists as if
his life depended on them, but the boys were too much. They had the
exhausted freshman pinned within a minute, but Sean was still grunting and
trying to get loose.
	"Glenn, go get Nicholas and Brandon now!"
	Willie said, "Joe, keep his legs under control."
	Joe said, "I am trying..." But Joe could not finish his
sentence. Sean was able to kick Joe in the face so hard that he went flying
back five feet and he was out cold when he hit the floor.  Another, much
stronger boy wrapped up Sean's long legs this time. Whoever was on them
made sure he could not move.
	"Please don't kill me!" Sean begged.
	Nicholas and Brandon came rushing down, with Brandon getting there
first.
	Anthony said, "No one is going to kill you, you idiot!"
	Brandon then said, "Let him go, everyone!"
	Everyone got out of the way. Was this a trick? Glenn and Nicholas
were blocking his only exit. He looked for a window but could not find one,
so he went to a corner. Everyone followed him, so that he was truly
cornered. Steve got there first, and Sean took another wild swing at him,
but Steve ducked him.
	"Why is it that we always get the interesting ones!  Can we never
get a normal boy that does not take wild swings or tries to get themselves
killed?" Steve asked.
	"Steve, go see to Joe, make sure he is okay," Nicholas said.
	It was Nicholas's turn to approach Sean, and he did so by saying,
"We are not going to hurt you, put your fist down!"
	Brandon then stepped forward, and Sean took another wild swing at
him and missed again.  Sean's punch put him off-balance and allowed
Nicholas to get behind him and put him in a full nelson, so he could not
move an inch. Breathing hard, Sean was trying to get out but could not, and
he struggled for another 10 minutes, try to get out of that hold.  Finally
out of strength, breath, and the will to survive, Sean gave up. Nicholas
rolled him over, and Brandon got there to help Nicholas.
	"Joe is going to be fine, he has another black-and-blue eye, but he
is talking," Steve reported.
	Brandon asked, "Where is he?"
	"I am right here" Joe said.
	"Good, go to Sean here and get him to calm down," Nicholas
demanded.
	Joe was shaking slightly, but this was nothing in comparison to
Sean. He was shaking very violently now, and was once again in a fetal
position. Joe touched him very lightly and said, "It is okay, I know what
you are going through. You don't trust anyone and you just got the crap
beat out of you and you have no idea why. But, you need to trust me
now. Let me help you."
	Tears were coming from Sean's eyes as he said, "Why, so this can
happen again tomorrow?  That is what they always say, trust me, let me help
you. I want to die, I am sick of this world."
	"Really, then why are you still talking to us then?" Brandon asked.
	"That is because deep down you don't want to die," Joe said.
	"Yeah, I do!" Sean roared.
	"Good, here is a rope, hang yourself!" Nicholas said.
 	Nicholas dropped the rope next to Sean, but Sean remained in the
fetal position, not wanting to move, just wanting this nightmare to end.
	"That is what I thought, too much a coward," Brandon said.
	"No, I am not!" Sean roared again with tears streaming down his
face.
	Joe did something that everyone thought was stupid, but years down
the road would be considered one his greatest moments. He touched Sean's
head with his hands, and held him for a couple of minutes while Sean cried.
	"No one likes me, no one," Sean continued to cry.
	"We like you," Joe said. "I want you to be brave one more time
tonight. Let us help you now."
	Brandon came over and led Joe away from Sean. Nicholas pulled Sean
out of his fetal position, though it took a couple of minutes. He bent down
and said, "You may be too much a coward to die, but you are braver by
listening to your heart. Your heart wants you to live, and while it wants
you to live, I shall assist you in all ways that are possible.
	"Can you walk?"  Nicholas asked.
	Brandon and Anthony helped to get Sean on his feet. To his credit,
Sean was made of tougher stuff than everyone had initially thought. Anthony
said, "Let's get you upstairs to clean you up."
	So they went upstairs and into the kitchen with Sean swaying
wildly, barely able to walk.  Brandon and Anthony put on some gloves and
got some washcloths. Both boys took off their shirts before they started to
clean up Sean, who was still wearing only his Champion boxer briefs. As
they gently washed the blood from Sean's chest, Brandon and Anthony got a
closer look at the 6-pack Sean had developed from his farming chores with
the elderly farmers. They wiped the blood off his arms and legs. Sean's
face was swollen, but most of the blood came off, though he still looked
pretty bad, with very fat lips and two black eyes. Anthony, being more
curious, discovered that Sean had blue eyes as brilliant as the seas. He
thought the blue eyes really went well with the brown sandy hair that
Brandon was trying to get the blood out of. Sean was still shaking very
badly from fright. Nicholas came in and sat next to him and put his arm
around Sean. He jumped almost a mile out of his seat.
	"Relax. Nothing is going to happen to you. I am to explain what
your next test is. After talking with everyone else, we would like to
invite you to join our group if you pass. You have shown that you can play
by the rules and that you are honest and ethical. It also shows that you
don't get desperate when things don't go your way. As for your next test,
you need to now show that you can perform under pressure. You have to
orgasm, and make your partner orgasm, also. Failure to do so will result in
you both not making it into the club. Since you have had a fairly traumatic
day, your next test will come later. Dinner will be ready soon, so go into
the next room and you will find your book bag, and start to do your
homework. Will should be helping everyone out."
	So Sean walked out of the kitchen still shaking very badly to
another group of boys while He was still being in his boxer briefs.  This
was another chance to run away, but he did not, for some odd
reason. Instead, he sat down with the other boys. Willie came around and
said, "Hey, nice job! I am Will. If you need any help, just say the word."
	"I need to write a paper on the computer," Sean said.
	Steve said, "I just got done with the laptop here."
	So Steve passed him the laptop and Sean started to write his
paper. Joe came to him and said, "My name is Joe Doherty, I am the kid who
you gave this," as he pointed to his bruised eye.
	"I am sorry" Sean said very quietly as his face got even redder. "I
really am."
	"Uh, that is fine, you were scared," Joe said. "That was a great
fight, I hope to become like you one day."
	Joe walked off. Several of the other boys introduced themselves to
Sean and congratulated him on his fight. He continued to work on his paper,
still trying to recover from the fight. He was still shaking when dinner
was served, which was pork chops, mashed potatoes and peas. Nicholas sat
right beside him, helping him out. Sean was still very jumpy, and at first
had a hard time holding his hand steady. As he ate, though, he started to
feel a little bit better, as all of the boys talked. Brandon then asked,
"How much more do you have to go with your homework, Sean?"
	"Not that much, maybe another hour. The paper is not due until next
week," Sean said.
	"What kind of paper is it?" Willie asked.
	"English," Sean replied.
	Glenn then asked, "How did you learn to take a beating like that?"
	Sean replied, "I always get beat up, you just get used to it."
	"Wow that must really suck. Why don't you ever stand up for
yourself?" Joe asked.
	"I try. The problem is that it is always me versus five or six
people!"
	Steve asked, "What is it that you like to do?"
	"Uh, well, I really don't know. I guess I like to read, and I like
to help some neighbors with their farm," Sean informed them.
	Light conversation continued as all of the boys went through their
day while moving on to dessert, which in this case was a strawberry
cake. Sean was fairly quiet while eating his dessert. He was a little too
scared to talk, but it seemed the boys actually liked Sean's company.
After dinner, Brandon took Sean upstairs and said, "There will be another
wrestling contest between you and Tyler. You must cum and you must make
Tyler cum. However, there is a twist.  You must not cum first. Same rules
as before—no hitting or kicking, punching or whatever. You may, of
course, rub his balls."
	Sean was led downstairs, where the boys circled again. Tyler was on
the other side, wearing blue Hanes boxer briefs. There were still some
blood stains on Sean's boxer briefs from the first match. Sean was scared
senseless once again, and he was shaking, not knowing what to expect from
this new opponent. He stepped over to Tyler and tried to engage him. Tyler
let him come close, and put his head up against Sean's as they started to
engage each other. Tyler moved very quickly, and Sean was still very sore
from the beating that he took the time before.  So it was harder for him to
move when Tyler finally got Sean on the ground. The match turned out to be
a very scrappy fight, during which neither boy could stay on top for
long. Sean was surprised at the speed of Tyler as he went for his
balls. Sean got hard as Tyler rubbed his balls in a way they had never been
rubbed before. Within minutes, Tyler had Sean sweating, with a wet spot on
his Champion boxer briefs. Sean was twitching so much that he knew he was
going to lose it soon.
	Tyler continued to wear down Sean, and while Sean was able to get
some good hits in, Tyler kept the pace up and he continued to get Sean's
balls in ways he couldn't have imagined. Sometimes it was with his feet,
other times with his hands, and sometimes when they were in a starting
position, it was his rear end. No matter how he positioned himself, Sean's
balls could not get a break. He was shaking badly and moaning, but this
time it was not because of pain, but from pleasure while trying to hold it
back. Tyler suddenly flipped Sean onto his back, bringing more stars in
front of his eyes. Tyler moved quickly as Sean was dazed, and pinned him
and really went to work on Sean's balls. Sean was lifting his hips, trying
to get out of the hold, and was moaning as he said, "No, no, no."
	It was too late, as felt his balls burst. Breathing hard and
feeling like he had run a marathon, Sean cummed so hard that his creamy
load forced its way through his boxer briefs.  Not only did he cum very
hard, he had also never spurted so much!  For a couple of seconds he sat
there feeling really tired. Then fear set in as he remembered he was told
not to cum first. He saw Brandon walking toward him. Sean got up and
started to raise his first once more, but Brandon said to Tyler, "Tackle
him!"
	Tyler went for Sean and tackled him, and went to work right away to
pin him. Though Tyler did not have him pinned, he had Sean on the
bottom. Brandon went to the ground and said, "Sean, calm down."
	Sean did not know what to do, but he did give up, as Tyler stayed
on top of him. He was still very scared, and his breathing was
rapid. Brandon spoke softly to Sean, "Relax, no one here is going to hurt
you."
	"I failed!" Sean said while still breathing fast.
	Willie joined the boys on the floor and said, "You were supposed to
fail. The first match told us nothing expect you are an expert in getting
the crap beaten out of you. This gave us a better idea of what you are made
of. You are okay, just relax."
	After a couple of minutes, Sean started to calm down as Tyler
rolled off of him. His breathing returned to normal. Brandon then asked,
"Well, what do you think?"
	"That was fun, I felt like I actually had a chance. Can I have
another go-round?" Sean said. It was the first time he actually wanted to
wrestle with someone.
	"Nah, not tonight, you have had more than enough for today. You did
well. Plus a couple of hours ago, you wanted it all to end. You will be a
good fit. You need to finish jacking off Tyler, though.  He has a
weakness—he can't perform in front of everyone. We have been working on
him. Just do it as fast as possible, okay, then we will get you taken care
of."
	So Sean walked toward Tyler and asked him to take off his
underwear. Sean had never touched someone else's bare penis. Tyler was
still fairly hard from the match, so Sean slowly took Tyler's penis and
started to jack him off. Sean stood there wondering when Tyler was going to
blow. Though Sean and Tyler were in the same grade, Sean was amazed at
Tyler's size: Tyler was huge, he thought, with a penis that was almost an
inch bigger than what Sean had between his legs. Tyler's big penis
mesmerized Sean, whose penis started to become erect again.  Every once in
awhile, Tyler's face was contorted, but Sean was not able to get any
further. Sean just continued to try to service Tyler's penis, but Tyler's
breathing for the most part was the same, and he showed no signs of giving
in. Sean tried a change of tactics, such as rubbing his chest and legs, but
whatever he did, he could not get Tyler to blow.
	Anthony came up and whispered something in Sean's ear. Sean lifted
his foot and started to rub Tyler's leg with it.  Tyler shuddered, and it
appeared that Sean was finally getting someplace. Tyler now kept looking at
Sean's foot as his breathing picked up. About 10 minutes later, Tyler
started to shake and then cummed all over Sean's chest. Sean just stood
there and smiled. Willie and Anthony went up and congratulated Sean.
	"Don't worry, it is hard for him to perform, he is getting better."
	"Why is it hard?" Sean asked.
	Tyler said, "I just get nervous."
	"You both should take a shower and get cleaned up, and then you can
finish your homework," Anthony said. "I will take you both home then."
	So they both did as Anthony told them, taking a shower and then
finishing their homework. Anthony dropped off Sean first, and told him that
he was to wait for Nicholas tomorrow morning. Next, Anthony went to Dighton
to drop off Tyler, on the way back to Scott City, Anthony kept thinking
about the new member he had acquired.
	The next morning, Sean got up feeling a lot happier than he had
been in years. He had had to endure his mother last night. She was
horrified over Sean's condition, and naturally wondered what had happened
to her son. Sean's father threatened that he was going to go to his school
if this kept up. His parents thought he was lying when he told them that he
was making friends. Sean's father said, "You don't make friends by getting
your face pounded in like you did. Why don't you fight back?"
	Sean's mother had been in tears. Her son had taken another beating
and she really could not talk to him. Now this morning, he took a shower
and put on his Champion boxer briefs again. Unlike in the past, today he
did feel like a champion. While he was waiting for Nicholas, he made some
toast and jam. Nicholas finally came, and walked with Sean to school.  When
Sean got to school, everyone was whispering about him. There was a lot of,
"Did you see his face?" and "What happened to him?"
	Sean did not really care. He was proud of the fact that he had
stood up for himself and that no one was really picking on him. His morning
went fairly smooth, as no one tripped him up or even made fun of him. If he
needed to take a beating like this, he should have done it long
ago. However, the afternoon came and it was a completely different
story. It was a passing period with only one class to go. Sean was heading
toward the gym when a kid in his grade went up to Sean and slammed his head
against a locker. All a sudden, a school fight had erupted, with the boy
pounding Sean to smithereens. Before Sean knew what happened, he already
acquired a bloody nose and mouth and tasted his own blood.
	"Take that, you fag, yeah I know what you did last night!" the boy
roared.
	Sean was not going to stand for it. He threw himself onto the boy
with everything he had, and started to grapple with him. Sean was able to
get the boy on his back, but the boy threw Sean off. The boy then went head
in first to try to finish the job, but Sean was able to wrap his legs
around the boy, and bent his arms back. Sean screamed as he rolled the boy
over, and pinned him so he could not move with the boy's face touching the
ground. Sean just waited for something to happen, a teacher to come by,
anything. Everyone was just standing there in shock. Even though Sean had
taken the blows and was bleeding, no one could deny that he had
won. Something happened though that Sean was dreading. Not only did the
principal come down the hallway, but so did his father. Sean had a quick
peek and his father looked shocked and angry at the same time. There was
only one thing he could do: he had to run for it.
	So Sean quickly got up and was running in the opposite
direction. His father yelled for him to stop, but Sean was getting out of
there as fast as possible. He was almost at the door when he met two people
he did not want to see.
	"Where do you think you are going?"  Anthony asked.
	Willie showed a text message that came from Nicholas that said, "He
is heading for the back."
	Willie said, "You think you're going to run away?"
	Sean tried to push his way out, but Anthony tackled him to the
ground and Sean fell in such a way that he hit his head first. He became
very light-headed from the fall, as it was the second time that his head
had taken a major blow in the last 10 minutes. A couple of teachers came
out and started to yell and try to pull Anthony off of Sean. The principal
came down and yelled, "My office, now!"
	Anthony got up and started to head down. Sean tried to get up but
went back down.  Anthony helped Sean up and assisted him to the
office. Anthony then asked, "What was that about? I am now in trouble, so
this has better be worth it!"
	"I got into a fight, alright, he started it, and I tried to defend
myself. I saw my father, and I ran for it. I don't want to talk to him."
	"So instead of trying to talk to him, you behaved like a
coward. What better way to look guilty. I ought to punch you right now!"
Anthony declared.
	Sean pushed himself off and fell against the wall.  He said, "Come
on, do it, what is it that I have to lose?"
	Anthony shouted, "Being tough now? Why don't I just mop you up
now?"
	Sean was ready as Anthony approached him. He took a wild swing but
Anthony easily side-stepped him and pinned him against the wall. Sean just
totally lost it. He started to cry.  Anthony hugged him and patted his
head. "It's okay."
	Sean did not seem okay as he cried even harder. He uttered
something incoherent.  Nicholas was walking by and stopped, and was just in
shock. He saw Sean's face and he felt pity for this boy. For about five
minutes, the boy just cried. The principal walked up and tried to pry Sean
off of Anthony, but he did not let go. Nicholas said that they would get to
the office in a couple of minutes. Nicholas then said, "We need to go, I am
supposed to be in gym."
	Sean just said, "I don't want to go."
	"I know, but you need to face your consequences," Nicholas said.
	"I shall help you bear your burdens as long as they are yours to
bear," Anthony said.
	They helped Sean down to the office. He had stopped crying but he
was shaking in fear once again. When they got to the office, Anthony saw
that his own father, Dr. Hagwood, was there. Dr. Hagwood told Anthony, "I
need to check out Sean here."
	"Can it be in a moment?" Anthony asked.
	"No, it cannot be in a moment, why don't you come with him?"
	"Okay."
	Dr. Hagwood checked out Sean. About 15 minutes after the exam, he
said, "I don't think anything is broken or that you have any internal
bleeding, either. Who did this to you?"
	Sean was spared having to answer by the entrance of the
principal. "You need to go into my office now. Nicholas, you need to get to
gym. There is no reason for you to be here."
	Sean started to shake even worse as they went. Dr. Hagwood followed
them into the office. The principal shut the door and Sean saw his
father. He thought that the screaming was going to start. Instead, the
principal said, "Never have I had to deal with this and if I had it my way,
I would suspend you without any questions asked. I do not expect you to
ever run away from me again, got that, Sean?"
	Sean very quietly said, "Yes, sir."
	"Why did you run away?"  The principle asked
	Sean did not answer, but looked at his father, who was still
looking shocked and concerned that his son just got into another fight.
	" And, Anthony, I thought I taught you better, why in the hell did
you have to take Sean down the way that you did?"
	"He was running away, I stopped him from doing so."
	"I see. Next time, just restrain him, don't tackle him to the
ground."
	Anthony said, "Yes, sir."
	"If I ever have to deal with either of you again this year, I am
kicking you out of school, got it!  As for you Sean, I have no idea what to
do with you. You tried counseling, which did not work; I tried to see if
you could work out your problems and that did not work. What do I need to
do to get through your thick skull. I don't get you. You get good grades, I
just don't understand why you keep getting beat up and keep getting into
fights.  I don't know why you never came to us. Always making up excuses,
as if I believe them. Falling down stairs, your father hitting you. Yeah, I
know they are lies. Knew it the first time you told us.
	"Anthony, I am afraid we may have to speed up this process."
	Sean then asked Anthony, "What does he mean.  And I don't go
looking for fights either, they come to me.  For your information, the kid
punched me like I always get punched first, and I finally decided to defend
myself.  I am sorry, but I am not taking it anymore.  And what does he mean
you have to speed up the process Anthony?"  Sean said while shaking.
	Mr. Carroll then said, "It means you are in wrestling, Sean."
	"What, do you not see my face?" Sean said with tears coming down
his face. "I just won a fight and that was not enough for you?  I now have
to become someone else's punching bag? You are never happy with me. For
once, I just want to be left alone and you just to be happy with me.  I
don't want to fight anymore.  Just leave me alone!"
	The principal said, "Because that has been working so well in the
past. Nah, you need to start to attack your problems. What, you think you
are weak? What just happened? You got into a fight that you did not start,
and you won it? Nah, what you need is some confidence and learn not to run
away from problems. Wrestling will do it. Then after that, you will be in
track and field to keep you out of trouble. I dare say Nicholas Gurule and
you are friends?"
	"Yeah," Sean replied.
	"Good, that solves that issue."
	Mr. Carroll then asked, "What can I do to help him?"
	"What you can do is talk to him, but more importantly, listen to
him. He has been trying to be on your good side. Have you read his English
paper?  He writes of a father that loves him, but is overbearing. Give him
his space.  He has got some anger issues that needs to be worked out, and
we can't work them out by pushing him over a cliff.  I know you mean well,
but let Anthony help him.  He will be able to take on Sean's anger and will
be able to help him release it freely.  As for him getting into more
fights, after what happened today, I don't think anyone will be picking on
him for awhile. Dr. Hagwood, can he practice tonight?" the principal said.
	"I would say no, but I think him wrestling will actually help him
heal. So I think he needs to practice. I think the coach has my son
practicing with him tonight, so my son will take it easy on him,"
Dr. Hagwood said.
	Sean yelled, "I am not angry at anybody, I just want to stop
getting picked on!  I want to be left alone!  I don't want to wrestle, and
I don't want help!  Anytime I get help, I end up going from bad to worse!"
	Mr. Carroll said, "If you are not angry now, then why is it that
you are yelling at everyone?!  Why is it that you are shaking?  You have
made some bad choices, you could have told anyone of your problems, but you
choose not to.  You should have told a teacher, anyone.  A friend.  You
need help and this is the means to an end.
	"Look, you are angry at this moment, and you have a right to be
angry.  You are angry at yourself for letting this get this far, and you
are scared.  You are scared that you will get beaten up.  Look, yeah you
have won a fight, but you need to now learn how to control yourself.  This
will help you.  If I leave you go, you will try to seek revenge on those
who you have beaten you up, and worse most likely out of your anger you
will end up getting beaten up."  The principle said
	"Sean, breathe, you are not strong enough to take anyone else on.
You need to struggle against someone and it needs to be me.  You need
someone who you can work out your anger with.  I will be happy to help you
with that, but you need to have faith in yourself.  You won't become strong
over night, but you are a fighter.  Instead of fighting against everyone in
this room, why don't you start fighting for yourself?  You have an
excellent way here to get some of your anger out while wrestling with me
today.  You will be tired at the end of the day, and you won't go looking
for another fight.  After that we will go to the Lonely House where you can
do your homework and eat, and make more friends.
	"That is all well and good, but how did my son get this way?  I
knew he had problems."  Mr. Carroll said.
	Anthony said, "That would have been my fault. He got into a massive
fight last night at the house, and I let it go on. I thought he could take
care of himself. He did, though at great cost to him. I was only trying to
help."
	"Hold it, Sean, are you telling me that you won two fights the last
day?" Mr. Carroll said.
	"Yeah, I am sorry," Sean said while his face getting more red.
	The principal said, "I think he has been through enough here. What
he needs is confidence and friends.  Sean, if you have any more problems,
talk; this all could have been avoided if you had just told someone."
	"I don't know if I will make it though, this sounds really good and
all, but I don't know if this will work."
      "Well, I think Anthony is planning a camping trip in the middle of
February, maybe your son ought to go to this trip. It will help him build
confidence and strength," Dr. Hagwood said.
	"Sean is now in the club, so he will be more than welcome to come,"
Anthony said.
	"I think that is a good idea. I think he will go. It will help him
become a man," Mr. Carroll insisted.
	"Well, I hope that does not happen quickly. Sometimes I wonder if
we push kids too much. I hope he remains a boy for as long as possible,"
Dr. Hagwood said. "Sometimes I wish I could slow time down and have Anthony
slow down. He has grown up too fast, and he will be gone in only a year and
a half."
	"School is almost over for today. Anthony, take Sean to practice. I
think he has a pair of shorts and a t-shirt in his gym locker."  The
principle said
	"Yes sir."  Anthony replied
	Anthony took Sean down to the locker room.  Sean could not belive
his luck.  Though he had behaved horribly in the principle office, he was
not in trouble what so ever.  Though he was not wanting to do what the
principle had told him to do, he thought if he had to do it, he might as
well see if he was going to enjoy it.  Sean changed into a red pair of
shorts and a high school t-shirt, and his body looked a lot like Nicholas'
had during the feud. It was beaten and broken, and yet Sean did not really
care about it. Anthony also got changed in front of Sean. They both went
and found the rest of the wrestling team. The coach's name was Kaleb
Sample. Anthony warned Sean not to make fun of his name. Wrestling practice
was a lot different than what Sean imagined. He thought they were going to
wrestle, but instead, they ran for two miles, stretched, lifted weights,
and did speed drills before they even wrestled.  When they did wrestle, the
coach sat Sean to the side and had him watch the others. He wanted Anthony
to practice with Sean alone.
	When Sean finally got to wrestle, he had a rude surprise. Though
they were wrestling, his balls were still fair game, so he got hard very
quickly. He felt that Anthony was also hard.  Anthony encouraged him to be
more physical, and he was. Though Sean got flipped around a lot as Anthony
was slowly teaching him the moves. Anthony was surprised about the strength
that Sean had. For his weight and size, Sean was able to be very physical
and able to push Anthony around. They practiced drills for about an hour,
and then Anthony said that they were going to wrestle full out for two
matches.
	Sean was taken by complete surprise in the first round. Anthony
went right for his legs, and for the third time that day, he saw stars
dancing around his eyes. Anthony had his way for the first match, as he
finally pinned Sean so that he could not move. It took him a long time to
do so, though. The second match was just as physical, but Sean was able to
keep up this time, and keep Anthony at bay. He seemed to get used to
Anthony, and was surprised that he stayed up with the pace. There were a
couple of times he thought he almost had Anthony pinned, but Anthony got
out.
	Anthony then said, "Nicely done, look."
	Anthony pointed to the bleachers, where Sean saw the principal and
his father. They both were smiling at Sean. Sean smiled back. Anthony said,
"You would have won that match if it was by points alone. We need to go to
the locker room and shower."
      After practice, the boys went to the Lonely House to do their
homework. Sean was as happy as he could ever remember being. For the first
time, he belonged to someone and he had new friends.

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