Date: Sat, 2 Mar 2013 18:44:05 -0800 (PST) From: Bob Fry Subject: Wrestling Boys 20 Main characters: Glenn Sorley: 7th grade, messy brown hair, brown eyes, 4'8", 94 lbs, penis size- 4.3 inches, wears Hanes boxer briefs. Steve Ray: 8th grade, freckled face, sandy brown hair, green eyes, 5'9", 108 lbs, penis size- 6.2 inches, wears boxers. Nicholas Gurule: 9th grade, medium brown hair, brown eyes, tanned, 5'6", 105 lbs, penis size- 6.4 inches, wears Hanes boxer briefs. Will Baca: 10th grade, medium blond hair, blue eyes, 5'5", 130 lbs, penis size- 6.7 inches, wears boxers. Anthony Hagwood: 11th grade, brown hair, brown eyes, 5'5", 139 lbs, penis size-5.6 inches, wears Hanes briefs. Brandon Hartmann: 12th grade, short black hair, brown eyes, 5'8", 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", 86 lbs, penis size- 3.5 inches, wears Fruit of the Loom boxer briefs. Garrett Bailey: 11th grade, 15 years old, 5? 10?, 140 lbs, penis size- 6.5 inches, plays baseball and golf. He likes skating and riding his bmx bike and has large feet—size 12.5—and likes to wear long black sports socks like baseball socks. He wears boxers. Tyler Ward: 9th grade, 14 years old, 5? 6?, 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 boxer briefs. David Lentz: 7th grade, short black hair, blue eyes, 5'6", 87 lbs, penis size-4.5 inches, wears Fruit of the Loom briefs. He is in some classes that Glenn is in. Sean Carroll: 9th grade, medium brown scruffy sandy hair with blond highlights, blue eyes, 5'7", 115 lbs, penis size-5.7 inches, wears Champion boxer briefs during the day and American Eagle boxers at night. Unexpected Surprise: Anthony, Brandon, Nicholas, Sean and Willie were all sitting in the principal's office and had been waiting for over two hours now. All of the boys were covered in bits and pieces of food, except for Sean, who was covered in bumps and bruises and blood once again. Sean was bleeding so much that he took his shirt off, as the blood slowly started to cover his bare chest. All the boys had remained silent waiting, listening to the clock tick. The principal's computer was on and his desk was somewhat clean, but had stacks of paper everywhere. There were a few pencils scattered across the desk, and there was an empty black leather chair in front of them. Finally a man came in. He slammed the door as hard as possible, which made them all jump. He started yelling, "What in the world were you all thinking! You are suppose to be role models, not confounded, half-witted, idiotic, show-boating, moronic, archaic students that do not know how to follow the rules! Instead of showing the fifth-graders around like you were supposed to be while being role models, you all started a physical fight, which it appears that Sean got the worse of again. Sean, I would think that the wrestling team meant more than this to you, but apparently I was wrong. Instead, you decided to start a fight against five of your friends, and then you all showed them how to have a food fight. That is digesting! Sean, you are expelled! After all we do for you; this is how you thank us. I should have said no; instead, we get the biggest trouble-makers together and see what happens. I swear, you all cause more problems in this school than what everyone else combined does and yet you are all the smartest. I change my mind, you may all consider yourselves expelled, but I want an explanation on why you guys started this fight. Now!" All of the boys started explaining at once. The stakes were high and the last thing they needed was to explain to their parents how they got expelled. "Sean came falling down the stairs...," Nicholas said. "The boy was on the edge of the stairs...," Sean said. "Food went flying everywhere after Nicholas...," Anthony said. "Enough!" the principle bellowed. At that point, all of the boys just started to laugh. It was a very serious situation, but they just could not help it. The principal, just realizing Sean was topless, asked him, "Why are you not wearing your shirt?" Sean answered, "Because I did not want to get blood on my shirt. I am expelled anyways, so what does it matter? "I don't have to put up with your tongue, Sean, so shut it up. As for your shirt, it is a little late to prevent blood, isn't it?" the principal asked in an icy voice. "Can I go to the school nurse to get the bleeding to stop, your highness?" Sean asked mockingly. "And make a bigger spectacle of yourself? No, I don't think so. Anyway, you are not going any place until I get answers. How did you end up in this condition? Did you take 10 boys on at once again? Or maybe you think you are so strong..." Sean, shouting louder than what he meant to, cut off the principal. "I told you, there was a boy on the edge of the stairs and he decided to get on the railings." "What? Are you telling me that this boy was attracted to the side railings of the stairs?" the principal asked. Sean shouted again, "I don't know what he was thinking!" Everyone else looked at Sean. He was now visibly shaking. He was struggling to contain his anger. Anthony then said, "Here is what happened. Sean came crashing down the stairs and he accidentally crashed into Nicholas." Nicholas said, "I was holding a plate of food, and when Sean crashed into me, I lost control of the food." "Hold it—why is it that you had food in the hallways?" The principal asked. "That was because the students whom I was assigned to be with were all eating in a classroom. I went to get my food so that I could eat with them." Nicholas replied back The principal asked, "In the kitchen classrooms?" "Yeah." Nicholas responded "Anyways, Nicholas accidentally threw his food on us, and we just reacted. I threw up my sack lunch trying to keep his food off of me." "At that point, you all stopped thinking and just reacted" the principle said, a lot calmer. "Sean, how did you get all bruised and beaten?" Sean did not say a word. He just kept quiet. After all, the principal had just gotten done yelling at him. So why should he be in the mood to say anything, especially since he was expelled? Sean's eyes were darting toward the door. The principal said in a warning yet kind voice, "Sean, remember what happened the last time you tried to run away from something? You have two choices: you can walk out that door and be a coward, leaving me with no choice but to expel you or you may be brave and tell me what happened. The choice is yours." Sean replied with his voice still shaking while looking down and talking into the desk. "When I was coming downstairs with my group, a boy eyed the stair railings. He decided that he, he, was, uh, going to balance himself on it. He started to lose his balance. I, I went to get to him and was able to get him off and throw him up the stairs. However, I lost, lost, my, my balance and fell down the stairs and hit my face against the stairs several times. I don't remember that much after that. I ran into Nicholas, but the pain was so great." Sean felt humiliated and embarrassed. He did not like being at someone else's mercy. He did not have the guts to look at the principal's face or even his eyes. Sean continued to stare at the desk while Brandon said, "That is when one of the teachers saw us, and told us to come in the office." "At that point, I was in the cafeteria, attending to the real food fight," the principal said quietly. "I thought you guys started it, and started to run away, but I should have known that would have not made any sense. Sean was covered in blood; wow, what was I thinking? It seems I am eating my own words once again. I told Sean here that if he ever came back in here like he is looking now, I would expel him. It seems like you are all going to remain in school. It would also appear that Sean will need to be cleaned up again. And, Sean, thank you—it must not have been an easy decision for you to make. I am sorry for yelling at you all, especially at you, Sean." Looking at Sean, the principal now said, "I should have gotten a story before I started to yell and carry on like I did. You did what was right and you did not give a thought to your own safety. For that, I think an award will be given to you. I will have to think of what it will be precisely, but when I know, I will let you know. I must say one more thing: you guys are the most troubling youth that has ever walked the halls, and yet you are the smartest and hardest-working." They all enjoyed a good laugh at that point. They all remembered being in the office last week because the boys thought it would be a great idea to decorate the toilets with the heads of calves. They all had to stay over at school that night to clean up the mess that they had made. The principal sent Sean to the school nurse, who fussed over his condition. School ended shortly after the nurse cleaned Sean up. The school nurse had not wanted him to wrestle and wanted him to rest, but over Sean's dead body was he going to give up wrestling, especially with regionals coming up. Sean had managed to make it on the varsity team, although he wondered how he ever maintained that spot. He was getting better and was winning more matches, while still losing some horribly. There were a couple of matches he was trying to desperately forget, as his body was used as a rag to clean up the mat. Everyone wondered how he did not get pinned in each of those matches, and Sean felt like crap in each of those losses. Either way, Sean got into a pair of shorts and a clean t-shirt and practiced as he had always done, soon forgetting about those matches he lost. After wrestling practice, he along with Anthony would walk to the Lonely House, where his homework would be done and then they would learn about how to survive winter camping. The feud with Tyler had slowly gotten more intense and more physical, but Sean for the most part was happy. He knew with regionals coming up, his chances of ending the feud with Tyler were not going to happen. So they both laid off a little due to Sean going to regionals for wrestling. If they were still feuding when Tyler was going to state for track and field, they would then stop for that time period, also. On Wednesday at the Lonely House, Sean was in for another surprise. As Nicholas was teaching Sean about winter drills, and having him do a couple, Joe came on by and said to Sean, "I wish you luck for the tournament. I also submit to you as a slave." Joe was about ready to take Sean's cargo pants off when Sean stopped him. He said, "Let's do it inside where it is warmer, and downstairs to everyone can see you." "But that will be humiliating," Joe complained. "Joe, it will give you acceptance, and plus no one can say that you got out of being a slave. Sean is actually trying to be kind. If you submit to Sean in front of everyone, no one will question you," Nicholas said. "Oh, okay," Joe said, disappointed. "Let's go, squirt," Sean said as he wrapped his arms around Joe's neck. Sean led Joe downstairs as everyone came down. Joe said again in front of everyone, "Sean, I submit to you and now I am your slave." Joe slowly unbuckled and push Sean's cargo pants down to the floor. Unlike David, Joe did not start with a blow job right away. He first got Sean hard by rubbing the outside of his boxer briefs. Sean was sent almost to heaven immediately. All of the other boys started to make fun of Sean and cheer him on at the same time. Anthony said, "That's my boy!" Sean's face went a deep shade of red. Joe started to dance around Sean, touching every body part, which included his penis from time to time. Joe then walked up and turned his back to Sean and bumped him and start to grind his rear end into Sean's little member. Sean started to grind back, and everyone applauded that move. Sean got even redder. Then Joe turned face-to-face with Sean and slowly and playfully took Sean's boxer briefs down to his ankles. Joe then stroked Sean's little member a couple more times before bending down. Sean's member was twitching for all to see. When Joe's lips met the tip of Sean's penis, Sean's legs buckled from underneath him and he fell on top of Joe. Everyone howled with laughter. Joe said, "How did you manage to screw this up? How did you win, Sean?" "I am sorry," Sean said hastily. "For making this easier, that was funny. Just stay laying down so I can finish the job. I am afraid your legs can't stand the good quality service that I am giving you," Joe said. Joe climbed onto Sean, looking all so cute, and got Sean hard quickly again. Joe then restarted the blow job. Sean lasted for a whole minute before he blew. Joe stopped right before Sean spewed, to let everyone see his geyser erupt. Sean grunted a couple of times. Sean felt his energy level drop as he got a little light-headed. Everyone cheered as he blew. Then jokingly, Nicholas got up and said, "And that is all for the Sean sex show. Stay tuned for next week's episode, where Sean will collapse when he sees a girl. And two weeks from now, we will have an instant replay of Sean walking into the wall after he sees a hot boy." Even Sean had to laugh at that one. He put some clothes back on but he said, "Joe, wait, we are not done yet. " Sean walked over to his book bag and opened it up. He pulled out a jockstrap and everyone just looked. It looked like it fit Joe. Sean handed the jock to Joe and told him to put it on. Joe had to do it. Sean started another part of the submission process. As Joe put on the jockstrap, his rear end was exposed. Sean just put his boxer briefs on, and told Joe to get into the middle of the wrestling ring. Then they started to wrestle and Sean would slap Joe on his butt from time to time. Everyone howled with laughter as it was Joe who was now being humiliated. Joe was slowly getting redder. Sean would of course get Joe hard very quick, for all to see. Sean would stop from time to time to let Joe get up. Then they started wrestling again, but it was light, with Sean giving Joe a chance to test his strength against him. They rubbed their heads and foreheads together, and Sean let Joe take him down. He even let Joe pin him, even though it took him 20 minutes to do so. Sean just laughed. Anthony came up and said, "I now pronounce that Joe is a slave to Sean. Sean, I like this tradition you have started. So Joe, you get to wear a jockstrap tomorrow when Sean practices with you." Joe was not looking forward to it, but he was resigned to say, "Okay." Thursday came, and Sean, Anthony, Nicholas, Brandon and Willie were all sitting at the house. Brandon started out by saying, "I think we all know why we are here. I wanted to get this done without being in the presence of Joe. We have a major problem that we need to discuss and I don't think we need to beat around the bush about this. It is about Joe being a slave to Sean. Sean, I want you to listen very carefully, for we have already decided what to do, so there is no way you can change our minds. We also mean no disrespect either, but we decided to have a meeting in your presence to see if you are even worthy of having a slave and if you can take such responsibilities of having one." Willie said, "As a procedural note, Garrett has given Nicholas permission to represent him in this matter." Anthony stated, "We also agree that our bylaws need to be protected. This is an issue for my group, but the reason why we are meeting is that Joe belongs to Brandon, not to you, Sean. You need to understand that. As a senior, he has all rights to him, and you have none." Sean did not understand why they were doing this and felt hurt. Nicholas, sensing this, said, "Sean, the reason why we are here is not to punish you, but to help you. I for one will start to speak of his character. I think he has a generally positive attitude." Anthony said, "He is a hard worker who for the most part has obeyed all the rules that have been passed down to him." Brandon stated, "He is of weak character, and I don't think he has got it all together. This is not some small responsibility that we are giving him. How many times has he fought you due to him losing his cool?" Nicholas admitted, "Too many times to count." "So that settles that. I don't think Sean can handle the responsibility," Willie admitted. Sean was crushed by the direction in which this conversation was going. Brandon seemed to hate him for some odd reason and he had no idea why. Brandon continued, "Anthony, I think both of us can agree that we cannot have Sean be with Joe alone, especially when he is a threat to Joe. Especially after the first fight." "Agreed, but how do we enforce the fact that I declared that Sean is Joe's master?" Anthony asked. Willie said, "We let them remain slaves." Brandon looked at Nicholas. "What is your opinion on the matter? He has lost it with you more times than anyone else." Nicholas looked at Sean, and said, "I am sorry, Sean, but I agree with Brandon here. I don't think that this current situation can stay in place. You are not mature enough for it, first of all, and second of all, what happens if you hurt Joe? On top of that, you are still having a feud with Tyler." Sean asked, "Why are you doing this to me?" Nicholas asked, "What is it that we are doing?" "I won, without any of your help." Sean was starting to shout. Anthony said, "Sean, that is in the past; answer the question, what are we doing?" Sean shouted, "Taking away my slave!" Anthony said, "Sean, think again, have we said we have taking him away?" "No, but..." Sean said before he was cut off. It was Brandon, his accuser, speaking. "We are reviewing your situation. We are looking at why you should not be a slave-owner. We are also looking at why you should, which, in my opinion, outweighs why you should not." "Huh?" Sean asked. Nicholas said, "We look at other things: for example, and I think Anthony can attest to this, every time you have lost it, you came back. You had regret. You have been teachable." Anthony said, "In other words, you kept at it, no matter what how hurt your pride was. You have been through a lot this last month, going from being picked on, which surely still haunts you, to being near the top of the food chain. You have yet to figure out how to handle it. We have to consider that." Willie said, "So therefore, here is what will happen. You will teach Joe in the presence of Nicholas and Brandon. You shall be supervised at all times." Anthony said, "After that, you are to continue to be taught by Nicholas. I will of course continue with the physical aspects of wrestling with you at school." Nicholas said, "Until a feud between Brandon and I can be resolved." Sean asked, "What? Why are you both having a feud?" Brandon said, "Because you need to be under me, not Nicholas. Joe is still my responsibility. So therefore, we will fight over you, and Nicholas will most likely lose it." Nicholas said, "I love to feud, and Brandon thinks I need a period of testing, so I look forward to competing against him." Sean asked, "How about what I want? Do you not like me, Nick?" Anthony replied, "It has nothing to do with that; you and Joe cannot be under two different leaders. If Nicholas wins, he gets Joe." Sean said, "But I like him, I, I...." Anthony said kindly, "Need to learn how to work with others as well as Nicholas. Do you seriously think that Nicholas is going to drop out and have nothing to do with you? Do you seriously think that Brandon is going to say, `Screw you' to you and forget about the friendship you have with Nicholas? The reason why we are having this meeting is to discuss how to do this so that you get what you need." Brandon then said, "Now it is your turn to show some strength in more than one way. You will now fight for Joe, and I will hit you, punch you, and throw you around. You will have to pin me. You won't be able to kick, hit or punch like I will be able to. If you want Joe, you will pin me; if not, you will lose." Sean was not going to go through another test like that again. It was painful enough when he had to do it to get into this club. Anger started to surge within him. He said to Brandon, "I will not fight you in unequal combat." "Yes, you will, or you won't get Joe," Brandon stated. "No, I won't," Sean yelled. "Fine, you don't have Joe, and I am still going to get you," Brandon said. Sean was not going to put up with this. He stood up and went to Brandon and shoved him out of his chair. Brandon was not taken aback. Brandon got back up and stood across from Sean. Sean said, "Come on, get me, I don't care." Brandon just stood there as anger surged through Sean. Sean yelled, "Isn't this what you want, another excuse to beat me up? I am offering myself to you. Kill me for all I care, but I have had it. I will not fight for Joe under these unfair conditions." Brandon said, "I can, and I will, fight you under my conditions." Sean charged toward Brandon. Brandon quickly picked Sean up and slammed him against a wall. Sean got the air knocked out of him and he grunted. Sean stretched out both of his hands and started to shove Brandon's head away from him, pulling his hair. Brandon did not do anything else. Sean caught Brandon's eyes. Brandon's eyes did not have anger in them. They were intense. They were calming. Sean suddenly realized that Brandon had never meant to fight him. The problem was that they were now in a fight, and he had no idea what to do. Sean was struggling to breathe as Brandon continued crushing his chest. Anytime Nicholas had that look in his eyes, the same look that Brandon had, it usually was a sign for him to calm down. Sean closed his eyes and started on the techniques that Nicholas had taught him to calm down. He could not get his breathing to slow down, due to Brandon continuing to crush his lungs. If this continued, he would have but another minute until he could not breathe. Panic filled Sean's head. He tried to struggle for breath but calm down at the same time. Sean slowly stopped shoving Brandon's head around, but kept his hands on it. He felt Brandon loosening the pressure on him. Brandon had let go of him and gently put him on the ground. Sean was grasping for air as he kneeled down to the ground. Anthony came down beside Brandon and said, "We need to get him up." Brandon said, "Agreed. Sean, please extend your arms." Sean was reluctant, but he did as he was told. Anthony and Brandon both lifted Sean up. He was surprised that he could breathe a bit better. Brandon instructed, "Sean, continue your calming techniques; get your breathing under control." So that is what Sean did, as the rest of his fear and anger left him. Anthony and Brandon dragged him to the chair and sat him down. They waited for 10 minutes until Sean looked well and alert. Brandon told the group, "He is competent, and passed his test." "What was that for?" Sean asked politely. "Sorry, Sean, but we had to test you. You did well. You fought for Joe and were willing to put your body on the line, but you got angry again and instead of trying to resolve the issue peacefully, you tried to end it with a fight," Anthony said. "Don't worry, you did not hurt me. You need to always keep your calm, Sean, always. We will have to teach you: let them come at you first; that was your only mistake," Brandon said. Sean looked at Anthony. "But for wrestling, you taught me to go after them and that it was better to stay on offense." Anthony said, "And for wrestling it is, but was Brandon trying to wrestle with you?" Sean admitted, "No." Brandon said, "Now don't go making your second mistake now and get angry for making a mistake." Nicholas said, "Remember, keep your breathing under control. Use words to describe what you are feeling." Sean said, "I feel like an idiot. I did not know what to do. How was I supposed to know what I was supposed to do?" Brandon said, "Ah, Nicholas is right, you are very smart." Sean said, "Everyone keeps saying that. If I was so smart, then how's come that everyone but me knows what to do. I wish that you all would stop saying that I am smart." Nicholas answered, "That is because I have not been beaten up to within an inch of my life everyday like you have. Your background is different. Anytime you did something right, you got beat up. So why would you know what to do when every time you did, your reward was a beat down?" Sean asked, "How am I supposed to teach Joe, and be a good master to him?" Willie said, "Now you know why we are here. We are here to set up the conditions for you to be able to do that." Sean said, "I understand now, but I am scared to accept this responsibility." Nicholas said, "And you would be stupid if you weren't. You are ready. Bring in Joe." Anthony said, "Well, I think Willie and I here need to get going. I need to help David learn some more knots, and I think Willie needs to supervise Glenn and Steve." "Those two have really been at it again. I am hoping neither of them gets hurt," Willie chuckled. Joe came downstairs and presented himself before Brandon. Joe said, "Master, I am here." Brandon said, "You have a new master today. You lost your feud. Sean now is your master. Present yourself to him." Joe walked to Sean and said, "Master, I am here." Sean had no idea what to do. He looked toward Brandon and Nicholas, but they gave him no hints on what to do. So he decided to do what Nicholas and Anthony always did with him. Sean asked, "How was your day at school?" Joe blushed. "It went okay. I have some homework in math. There was this cute boy I saw today also. My brother and I slept in the same bed, and it was so hot. He made me have another wet dream. It felt great. My brother is wondering why the bed is wet every morning." "Do you and your brother take a bath or shower in the morning?" Sean inquired. "No, Master, we do not," Joe replied. "Why?" Sean asked. "We don't have time," Joe said. Sean ordered, "Make time, and that is an order. You don't need to be spreading diseases around." "Yes, Master," Joe replied. "Joe, why is it that you and your brother share the same bed?" Sean asked. "That is because we cannot afford another bed, Master," Joe said while his face got redder. "I'm sorry, I should not have asked that question," Sean said. "Brandon, why does Joe call me `Master,'" Sean asked. "That is what he is supposed to do. We are teaching him respect." Brandon responded Sean then commanded, "Joe, do not call me Master unless you are calling for my attention." Joe said, "Yes, Master. Brandon, master, why are you and Nicholas with us?" They both looked at Sean as his ears got red from being under the pressure. He said, "They are here to help me out. I am new to this and they said that they would like to help me out, so that is why they are here." Brandon and Nicholas gave Sean a thumbs-up for that answer. Sean did not know what to do after that. Usually, Nicholas would work with Sean on getting ready for winter camping. So Sean said, "How many layers are you supposed to dress in?" "Three layers: the first layer is underwear and socks, the second layer are a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. A third layer is supposed to be a sweater and a pair of sweats, sometimes long underwear if it is at night," Joe answered. Sean corrected him. "You got the basic idea, but a fourth layer is supposed to be on your upper body—that is a very heavy sweater. Also, you forgot about having two pairs of gloves—a light pair on the lower layer and a heavy waterproof pair on the top." Sean then taught Joe a little more about knot tying and inspected the knots that he did. After that, Sean quizzed Joe on how to safely start a fire without using gasoline and why was it important to boil water if they were stranded in the wilderness. Sean took Joe outside for a little while to teach him how to erect a tent. After 45 minutes, Joe asked, "Master, are we not going to wrestle today?" Sean was taken aback. Brandon and Nicholas just laughed. Sean asked, "Did you not wrestle today?" Brandon said, "Uh, Joe is not on the wrestling team, so he would not have wrestled today." Sean said, "Great, uh, and uh. Nicholas jumped in and said, "Sean, relax, calm down, close your eyes, and breathe. Good." Sean cleared his head. He remembered that, from time to time, Nicholas did wrestle with him and there was an exact procedure that he used. Sean said, "Strip!" Joe stripped very quickly. He was standing there, somewhat hard. Sean saw Joe closing his eyes. Within two minutes, Joe went soft. "Sorry, Master, I got a little excited." "That is fine. No sweat, squirt," Sean said. Sean then checked out Joe's body. He had a very find body, indeed. For a sixth-grader, Joe was a bit taller, but more skinny. He had some muscles that he acquired from wrestling with Brandon. His legs were muscular but slender, and his abs were well-built for his age. Joe was still wearing his jockstrap that Sean gave him last night. There was a bruise on his back that was purple. Sean asked, "Where did you get the bruise at?" Joe said, "From dodge ball today. I had gym class. The kid threw the ball when I turned my side. It knocked me down." "Okay, I was just wondering," Sean said. Sean began to strip down to his underwear, also. He remembered being told that Brandon usually wrestled Joe only in his underwear. When Joe saw him, he gawked at Sean. Before he could stop himself, he asked, "Master, why are you beaten up like that? Where did you get all your bruises from?" Sean got really red, as Brandon said, "Joe, that was a..." Sean cut him off, "Brandon, its okay. Uh, it depends on which bruise you wish to talk about Joe, I just got several of them a couple of days ago from saving a boy near your age. He was on the edge of the stairs and I had to make sure he did not get hurt. Most unfortunately, I fell down the stairs and got a lot of new bruises. Several of them are from the fight that I had when you first saw me." Joe asked, "Master, how's come you were covered up by them when I first saw you?" Nicholas stepped in. "Joe, that does not matter, okay? Sean has had some problems in his past that you do not need to know about." Sean wanted Nicholas to be quiet, but Brandon walked over to Sean before he could say anything to prevent him from talking as Nicholas continued. "You do not need to judge him for what he may or may not look like. He is here to teach you and you need to be more careful of what you say. I know that you are curious, and that is not a sin. However, Sean is not ready to tell you why yet. He will be soon, but you need to be patient." Joe said, "Sean, I am sorry, I did not mean to upset you." Sean did not respond. His eyes were closed, and he was practicing his breathing techniques. Sean opened his eyes and said, "It is okay." "Master, what were you doing?" Joe asked. "I was getting really upset at you. I was about ready to take my anger out on you. Nicholas taught me a trick and I applied it so that I did not take my anger out on you." Joe said, "Master, I did not mean to upset you." Sean replied, kindly, "I know that you did not. That is why I was not responding and had my eyes closed. I did not want to hurt you. I don't know what you have done with Brandon; can you please tell me?" "He has taught me to edge, to get hard without being touched, and of course wrestling moves," Joe responded. Sean asked, "Have you had a sword fight?" "Yeah," Joe said. "Why don't we just wrestle today, and see where you are at?" Sean suggested. "Remember, we did that about a month ago. Remember that I made you cum first," Joe said. "Oh, yeah, uh, but things may have changed. I am stronger now. Remember the feud. The reason why I am your master now?" Joe did not say anything but got into a starting position. Sean was taken aback by that. If he was Joe, he would have asked Nicholas 20 other questions. Joe always had a different style. He asked questions, but accepted the conditions fairly quickly. Sean got down into a starting position also, and found that Joe is a lot jumpy, especially with his rear end exposed. Sean said, "Okay, let's get going, I am testing to see where you are at, like last night, okay. I am going to try to make you cum. You can do the same to me." Joe was surprised that Sean was leaving himself in a vulnerable position. Usually Brandon taught sexual exercises to get him sexed up and then wrestled till he cummed. So Joe approached Sean, but Sean reached a hand out to him and it landed on his head. Sean squatted lower, so that both of their heads would touch. Sean said, "What do you do now?" Joe did not know what to do, and Sean did not mind touching him. Joe got very hard quickly. He was not used to the feeling of the jockstrap, which made his balls feel like there were floating in mid air. Sean was rubbing him as Joe figured out what to do. It took Joe 10 minutes to figure it out, and by then he was very hard. He rammed into Sean and took him down. It gave Joe access to Sean's penis for a couple of minutes as Sean worked himself out of that situation. Sean was able to do a reversal, and wrapped his hands around Joe's waist. Sean applied some pressure and made Joe collapse. Joe stopped and submitted, saying, "You won, can we get up now?" "Uh, no, get out of it," Sean said. "How?" Joe asked. He said, "You need to figure it out." Sean hated when Anthony said that, but he now understood why. For him just to tell Joe how or give up would deprive Joe of really testing his strength and endurance. Also, there would be no learning that would occur. So he watched Joe struggle. It was a huge turn-on for Sean, and he got hard. Joe was also more turned on because any move required his penis to move, which was rubbed against the ground, stimulating him further. He watched Joe for 20 minutes struggle under his weight. Joe was breathing hard, and his face was red, as Sean continued to harass him. After another 5 minutes of work, Joe finally got out from under Sean's weight, and tried to go on offense. At that point, Joe was very close to cumming, and Sean continued to be very physical, not really wanting him to cum yet. Sean started to put Joe in holds. He kept Joe horny, but at the same time made sure that he did not overdo it. He wanted Joe to work for his orgasm. Near the end of the match, Joe was getting desperate. There was no way he was going to get Sean to cum, but he needed to cum. Sean finally allowed Joe to cum, when he wrapped both of his legs up and slipped his hands between his legs, and rotated it. Joe never felt so relieved. It was the hardest practice that Joe had to ever be in. Afterwards, they both took a shower and Sean helped Joe out with his homework. Sean thought he was going to get out of doing lessons with Nicholas, but he found out that he still had to do them. It was a very different lesson also, but still as hard as ever. Nicholas first had Sean do the calming exercise. Sean did it without asking any questions and when Nicholas told him to wrap it up, Sean asked, "Why must I do the calming exercise today?" "It not only deals with when you are upset but also when you are excited. How was it with Joe?" Nicholas asked. "It was incredible, I never felt so useful," Sean said "Why were you hard on him?" Nicholas asked. "I was not hard on him, he did well," Sean said. "Yeah, you were," Nicholas said. "Then you are too hard on me, I did what I did to help him out, to help him learn, he did great, I think he did at least," Sean replied Nicholas just smiled, and made the lesson demanding as ever. He distracted Sean today, which made the lesson go on longer than what is was supposed to. Sean was a little flustered at the end, while he said, "I am not sorry for what I did to Joe today. He learned, and that is what I was supposed to do, I was supposed to teach him. Not make it easy for him. If anything I taught him how to think." Nicholas said, "I think you have learned a lot tonight. You yourself have done well. I am glad you made it hard for Joe tonight. I did what I did to make sure that you understood what you did tonight." Sean asked, "I don't have to call you `Master,' do I?" Nicholas laughed and said, "If you do that, I will personally kill you." "Why is it that I have to be called `Master,' then?" Sean asked. "Because you need to understand the power that you hold. Joe will continue to call you Master, because you need to be reminded that you have a responsibility to him," Nicholas said. Sean and Nicholas did their homework, helping each other out. It was near midnight when they finally left the Lonely House. The Lonely House has been staying open later and later, and this was mainly due to the high school students being dumped on with homework. There were some nights that the house did not close until two in the morning. Nicholas, like always, walked Sean home before going home himself. It was Friday night and all the boys at the Lonely House were surrounding a radio waiting for the commentator to come back on. They all hurried to hear the results and they were just starting to come in. The commentator came on and said, "Welcome back, folks, to the Norton Regional Wrestling Tournament, where it has been a really crazy day here thus far...' The boys waited until commentator started to talk about the boys in Scott City. "Anthony Hagwood is already out of the running; however, the major talk has been the 119 lb. division. It is a really loaded bracket, where 6 out of the top 10 wrestlers in the state are at this regional. Sean Carroll, who only started a month ago, has been dealing some major defeats to his opponents at this moment. He lost his first match like he was expected to, but since has been on a tear, already taking out a couple of state-ranked opponents. He has got a match coming in 3 minutes which we will be covering. If he makes it, he would qualify for tomorrow morning, where another two matches will be in his way to qualify for state. This is developing into a truly remarkable story. "He was told about a month ago after he got into a fight in school, that either he joins wrestling or he is out of school. Well, of course, he chose to wrestle, and since has become quite good at it. My manager tells me we need to pay some of our bills, so we will come back right after these messages from our sponsors." All of the boys stood there in shock to hear that Sean had made it as far as he had. They would, of course, be cheering him on, but they were just stunned. He was an unranked wrestler and all a sudden for him to be with the big dogs was beyond comprehension. The radio announcer came back on and said, "The match we have been waiting for, Sean Carroll against Chase Foster from Dighton. Both boys are in the middle of the mat as the ref is giving them their final instructions. They both now shake hands and the ref has his hands up. The ref has now blown his whistle and the match begins. "Both boys have quickly started to feel each other out, seeing where each of their weaknesses are. They both are just dancing around the ring, with their heads, and hands, and arms touching each other. They are still going in a circle here, and they are moving back and forth. They move out of the center to the left side, pushing and shoving each other with their arms interlocked. They both are still searching for an opening to use against each other, but have yet to find any. Chase Foster goes for Sean's legs but misses, and Sean tries to push him to the ground, but Chase recovers quickly. Chase goes for another attack, and gets Sean's legs, and Sean falls! "Sean is on his back, and he is trying to get on his stomach. What, what is he doing? Holy cow! I don't believe this, the most unorthodox way; Sean has now somehow done a reversal and is on top." The boys at the Lonely House were screaming. "Score is 2-2 with 40 seconds left in the first period, and Sean has got Chase on his back, Sean now puts him in a cradle, gets an additional two points, and the boy can't move, the ref is giving the count, and oh my, another upset is in the making here, and yes! Sean Carroll somehow pulls out another victory. That was unbelievable, in one minute and 40 seconds; Sean Carroll wins by a pin, sending him into tomorrow morning. There are 6 boys left in this tournament, 4 in the consolation bracket, which is the bracket Sean is in, and 2 in the finals. What will happen is that the two consolation rounds will go first, followed by the final and the consolation final. Top 4 places will go onto state. Thank you for listening..." The boys at the Lonely House were shouting and screaming. Sean had made it to the next round, and if he could win one more match, he would be going to state. So the boys stayed up late that night having a huge party, and celebrating that one of their own may be moving on. It was 7:30 a.m., and the alarm clock just went off. Sean just woke up with Anthony already up. There were butterflies in his stomach, as he could not believe his luck. Anthony asked, "How you doing, champ?" "I am nervous, how do you think I am doing?" Sean responded. "Well, as well as I could hope for. That was incredible. Have you been holding back all this time?" Anthony asked. "No, just got lucky," Sean said. "Let's hope that you have a little more of that luck around. Anyways, come down and have some breakfast. Don't eat too much, they will need to weigh you again," Anthony said. So Sean got up and went into the bathroom to use it. He took a quick shower, and then he put his wrestling singlet on. It felt really snug against him as he went out. Anthony threw him a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. "Here you go, can't have all the ladies looking at you like that. They would all fall off their seats due to your hotness." "No, they will fall off their seats laughing," Sean said, laughing himself. They both went down to breakfast where the coach was sitting. The coach checked to see how Sean was doing and told him that he had 20 minutes to eat. So Sean had some oatmeal and toast, and then boarded the bus. It was a brilliant morning without a cloud in sight. It was cold, and Sean had put some sweat pants on to keep himself warm. Within minutes, the bus arrived at the high school where the tournament was taking place. A lot of people were already walking in. They walked in through the back way so that they did not have to deal with the crowds or have to deal with explaining how they were athletes. They walked into a locker room so that Sean could get weighed in for the morning. Seeing that he was at 115 lbs., they cleared him without any problems. Anthony then took Sean to the side, with no words being exchanged. Anthony knew how Sean felt and words were not needed. He helped Sean warm up and prepare for his first match. Sean could see that all eyes were on him, because he was not supposed to be here. If he could win this next match, he would be going to state. So Sean warmed up, trying to ignore the feeling as he was being watched. He rolled around with Anthony practicing some moves. When the time had come, Anthony wished him luck. Sean walked out to the middle of the mat. He felt his chest tightening up as his breaths became labored. He saw his opponent wearing a yellow spandex wrestling singlet. Sean liked what he saw and felt his face turn red while he got a hardon. He tried to wrestle those feelings into submission but was not able to. So he was already going to start at a disadvantage. The wrestlers shook hands and looked each other over, sizing each other up. Nothing really happened in the first round as Sean and the other boy felt each other out. Every once in a while, one boy would make a grab but was too slow for the other boy. At the end of the first period, the score was 0-0. Since no one was down, the second round started in a standing position. The whistle blew and both boys started in again. This round was much tougher for Sean as he felt pain exploding from his back, the boy had just flipped Sean over as hard as possible. Sean was dazed and confused. His instincts took over and he quickly got on his stomach, as the boy got two hands under him and was attempting to lift him up, trying to get him on his back. Sean was huffing and puffing as his chest was really tight. His face was really red also as he was trying to exert his strength against the boy. Sean lifted his butt up and backed up to the other boy. This caught the boy by surprise as Sean grabbed the boy's neck and flipped him over. All a sudden he was on top, but the boy was also able get on the back and had Sean in a choke hold while being on top. This match was the most physical match that Sean had ever been in and at the end of the second period he was leading somehow 3-2. Sean, without thinking, pulled his wrestling singlet down and adjusted himself as he always did. After a flip of a coin, Sean was going to start on the bottom. He was leading, so all he needed to do was get dominated for two minutes but not get pinned. He was used to this, so this was not a big deal for him. The whistle blew and he felt the boy's weight crash upon him. Within a minute, Sean was able to get his legs somehow onto the boy and pulled himself out of it. The score was 5-2 now, with Sean starting to cruise. He was able to get the boy into a near pin, which gave him 2 more points. The whistle blew, and before Sean knew what happened, he stood up walked to the referee with his boner preceding him. The referee held his hand up. He had just made it to state and his entire team did a dog pile on him right after that. He had a third-place match but that did not matter if he won or lost, he had made it. It took 5 minutes before everyone got off of him. Anthony pulled Sean's arms up and said, "Congrats, champ, looks like we are not going camping next week." Sean would end up winning his last match and got third place. The bus ride home for him would be very different. All a sudden he was no longer at the bottom of the food chain but on top. Everyone was treating him very differently; except for Anthony, who loved to harass him at all times. People who he did not know him wanted to be with him, and wanted to talk to him. They were going down US 83, through the rolling plains with no trees as the sun sat without a cloud in sight. Boys were telling stories, and talking about the successful season they had had. When they were at the school, Sean said goodbye to them all and walked to the Lonely House. What Sean wanted the most was solace, and a place to collect his thoughts. When he got there, he went in to a lighted room with no one in there. He was going to sneak upstairs, until Nicholas jumped on him and brought him to the floor. The rest of the boys followed quickly, including Joe. They all congratulated him. He said, "I know you all want to celebrate, but let me take a shower here first, and then we can have a party, okay? The boys agreed and Sean went upstairs to where the bathrooms were located. Sean shut the door behind him and walked to the mirror. He first took of his sweatshirt, followed by his sweatpants from his high school. He then took off his school wrestling uniform, which was blue and gray. He stopped and looked at the mirror. A thousand thoughts were going through his head. His body had changed within the last month. There were new muscles that he had never known about. He flexed for a minute, and then took off his boxer briefs. He thought to himself that he is now indeed a champion. His father's plan had worked. He chuckled to himself. He then felt at peace with the world. He knew after the shower that things were going to be stranger than what they were just a short day ago. Sean climbed into the shower. He turned it on and water poured down upon him. He just stood there empty of thought and feeling. Five minutes later, he was done with the shower and put on a pair of boxers and t-shirt with shorts. He went downstairs and even more people were in the house. He saw his parents there and went to them. They had yet had time to properly congratulate Sean and while they were at the meet, they could not do it there. He was surprised to see that they would even be there, at a party thrown by teens meant for teens. They weren't the only parents or adults there. It seemed like the whole community came out to celebrate with him. Most of the adults left within two hours, but not before eating the food. Sean knew that Nicholas and Brandon knew how to cook, but they threw out all of the stops that night. There was huge selection of food. The main course was a roasted whole hog sitting on a table with an apple stuffed in its mouth. Sean asked Nicholas, "How did you get a hog here that quickly?" Nicholas said, "Well, Brandon had one and his family had been saving it for a special occasion. After we heard you qualified, we quickly went up and got the hog and killed it. Brought it down here and started to cook it. Took most of the day, but luckily your meet was huge enough that it gave us the time we needed." "Well, it helped that our meet was a 3-hour drive on a school bus," Sean commented. "Well, congrats are in order. Who would have ever thought that you would be a state qualifier?" Nicholas said. Anthony then said, "I think the principal might have. He talked to me a couple of weeks before we ever met. Said that there was this kid that might be good at wrestling that he knew, but called you a problematic kid." Anthony laughed at that, "I would not call you problematic. I would call you a boy that has things happen to you. Anyways, he asked if I wanted to train with you, and get you up to speed. I said sure." Nicholas asked, "What happened to you?" Anthony said, "Just did not have a good weekend. It happens sometimes. Thought I had a chance, but there is nothing I can do, and I won't dwell on it when the person whom I mentor made it. I did my job." Brandon said, "There is always next year, but I think for you it is your last year. I give you this advice for the both of you. Take it for what it is worth. Crap happens to great people, that is not what makes them great. What makes them great is how they handle the crap. I want to congratulate you, Sean, for you have made progress when all thought it was impossible to do, but don't forget where you have come from. If you do, then you will forget who you are and cease being you, and I don't want to lose that kid. I want to remember you as the kid that fell down the stairs so that another kid did not get hurt." Sean was overcome with emotion. He was just starting to learn what this meant. When he walks into school that Monday, he is going to be a someone. A someone whom everyone cares about, a someone who is going to have to give his thoughts and opinions. Unlike the past, he will not be ignored, but will be listened to. He is going to have to be very careful about what he said. His eyes became full of tears as he knew the responsibility with the new power he had just received. He came from a small town, and now he was the town's hero for a time being. Scott City was very successful at sports, and he doubted he would be the last to go to state. That still did not change the fact he came from a small town, and everyone was going to be all over him, talking about him. Anthony then shook Sean to his senses. "Come on, champ," he said, "Let's go and celebrate. There will be plenty of time to ponder your new life, but not a lot of time to celebrate." So the boys ate, and then the party went up several more notches. It quickly become a party where there was whooping and hollering. There was a huge group playing several games on the game consoles, and lots of cheering or sounds of defeat. Sean played Mario Cart a couple to times, and finished 5, but he was against 12 others. It was one his greatest nights that he ever had. At midnight, the party was still going strong until the police officers walked in. Everyone thought they were going to get in trouble, but the officers just asked that they quiet down a little so those around them could sleep. So they turned down the music, but continued to party as hard as ever. At 2 a.m., Nicholas snuck out and an hour later arrived back with a root beer keg. Everyone got mugs, and the room got silent at once. Someone shouted, "Speech." Anthony shoved Sean out to the middle of the floor. Before he knew it, it was Willie that got up and said, "I think we all know what time it is. It is time we stood here for a moment to recognize why it is that we are here. Tonight, well this morning by now, we are here to honor a man that surprised all of us by achieving things that we could all only dream about. What makes this more incredible is that he did it on his first time, something that I have never heard about. Tonight we honor Sean Carroll, the hero of Scott City, the vanquisher of all. State qualifier for wrestling!" The room was screaming as loud as kids can, as everyone looked at Sean. Sean took a gulp, and walked toward Willie. He said, "Thank you, Will, and thank you everyone else. I would not be here today if it weren't for many of you. I could go on for hours upon hours on how you all have helped me out. I can go on for hours on how Anthony taught me and conditioned me to wrestle. I can thank Nicholas for becoming a friend. I could thank Steve for listening to my concerns. However, what I do know is that I would not be here if it were not for everyone in this room. I don't know what I can do to convey my thanks or appreciation, except to say two simple words. Thank you." Everyone cheered again while Willie held up a mug. He said, "Well, I also need to take this quick moment to thank Nicholas for getting this keg of root beer. Sorry for those who will be disappointed here in a moment, but we don't drink at this house. It is not that type of party I want to forget but rather this is a party that I want to remember. So I say this: To Sean Carroll." Everyone said, "To Sean Carroll." They all took a deep drink of the root beer. It was some of the best root beer in town. Nicholas told the story of how he obtained it through some devious ways. The owner will be missing it tomorrow, but he will find a nice pile of money. They continued to party well into the morning. At 6 a.m., the party was still going and still well in progress. Nicholas and Brandon disappeared again. An hour later they came out with pancakes for everyone with cinnamon rolls, orange juice and milk. Everyone was disappointed when it was time to go to church, so they all went to church with a hangover from having a party ending. It was a very different affair for Sean. At his church, everyone was talking to him and congratulating him for his performance. The pastor spoke for a couple of minutes about it, but then continued with church as was normal. The small kids during Sunday school went and talked with him with their parents smiling. After Sunday school, David and Sean walked back together to the Lonely House. They found that the house had already been cleaned and they walked to the dining room. Sean was resigned that it was time to do his homework. Glenn came around and said, "Even state qualifiers have to do their homework." Everyone including Sean chuckled at it. They all sat and did their homework, with them helping each other out. Near sundown, they were all finally finished with the homework. Nicholas and Brandon both came out from the kitchen and brought out steaks, mashed potatoes and boiled chopped carrots. Sean had Joe sit right beside him, and had Joe do a couple of minor tasks, such as taking pictures with him and things like that. Sean mentioned to Joe that he would also like to snuggle with him for a couple of hours. Joe, while he did not want to really do it, he had no choice. When Nicholas and Brandon sat down, Anthony said to Sean, "We thought you would like to continue to celebrate, but by a much quieter way. So we had this dinner made up for you, to celebrate with you, if that is okay." Sean said, "Thank you all for everything." Steve said, "Don't mention it. I have had a blast the last two days because of you. Just go and win state now." Sean said, "I'll see what I can do." Then they all dug in and Sean enjoyed the quietness of it all. They all talked about their week and Sean looked back and it was one of the greatest weeks he had ever had. Since he joined the club, his weeks just kept getting better and better. At this rate, he will be the happiest man on earth by next month. After his dinner, he and Joe snuggled. Joe did not want to admit it, but he always enjoyed a good snuggle, but he was used to doing it with his brother. The snuggle with Sean was different. They both were hard, but Sean ignored Joe's balls, and they kept wearing their clothes. Sean just needed someone at this moment, and Joe was that person. They played games for a couple of hours until Brandon had to get Joe home. Brandon also dropped off Sean at his house. Sean spoke with his parents for an hour or so, and then went to bed, knowing that tomorrow was going to be another crazy day in school for him.