Continuing
Theo's Education
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Pink Panther
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Chapter Twenty-Eight
Theo
After
the excitement of last weekend, the last few days have seemed pretty quiet.
Fortunately, with my schoolwork, my violin practice and my swimming lessons,
I've had plenty to keep me busy.
My
swimming lessons – after school on Tuesdays and Thursdays – have been going
okay. Jenny, my instructor, is really patient. Just like Daddy, she always
encourages me to believe I can do it.
Yesterday,
I managed to swim a whole length without stopping. Jenny was very pleased! I
was using a float, of course. I'm not sure how I'll get on when I'm expected to
do it without one!
So
now it's Friday afternoon, and Daddy's driving me to Mummy's house. Yesterday
was Brandon's birthday; he was fourteen. Daddy and I have bought him a gold
chain. Tonight, before we go to bed, I'm going to give it to him.
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When
we arrive, Brandon seems even more pleased to see me than he usually does.
Leaving Daddy talking to Mummy, he ushers me through the utility room and into
the back of the garage. He points to a bike, about the same size as mine,
that's leaning against the end wall.
"Your
mum's bought this for you to use when you're stopping over, yeah? So, what
d'you think?"
"Really?"
I query. "It looks great!"
"It's
not new, but the kid who had it originally never rode it much. That's why it's
in such good condition."
"Cool!
I'll need a helmet though. I'd have brought mine with me if I'd known."
"Not
a problem!" Brandon says, smiling.
Reaching
up, he takes a very smart cycling helmet off the shelf.
"I
had this for my birthday a few years ago," he explains, handing it to me. "But
by the following spring, it was too small for me."
"Wow!
Thanks!"
By
the time we find Mummy, Daddy's already left.
"Thanks
for buying that bike for me!" I say, beaming at her.
"Well,
it was Brandon's idea," she explains. "He found it, and as they weren't asking
much for it, I could hardly say no. I'm hoping that you'll spend more time
outside, at least when the weather's decent."
"Yes,
Mummy!" I respond, still smiling.
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After
dinner, Brandon and I park ourselves in the back lounge to play computer games.
It's all very relaxed and friendly, with Brandon occasionally giving me tips to
help me play better.
"Tomorrow
morning," he says quietly. "we've got a football match, so I'll have to leave
you to it. Sorry!"
"Couldn't
I come to watch?" I query.
"Do
you want to? I didn't think you'd be into that sort of thing!"
"Oh,
Daddy and I often watch the Premier League on the telly. He sort of explains it
to me. We love it!"
"You
and your dad are full of surprises!" he says, grinning. "Sure, it's a home
match, so you can come if you want. Your mum will drop us off, then we can walk
back afterwards. It's not far. And you won't be on your own; Jamie will be
there."
"Cool!"
At
ten o'clock, we head upstairs to get ready for bed. Reaching into my bag, I
take out the package containing Brandon's birthday present.
"Happy
birthday!" I say brightly, handing it over. "Daddy and I got you this."
After
removing the wrapping paper, he opens the box.
"I
don't deserve this," he says, starting to tear up.
"We
think you do," I answer gently. "Daddy set you a challenge. You could have just
pretended you were doing what he told you, but you haven't; you've tried really
hard."
He
looks at it again. "It's beautiful," he whispers.
"Come
on!" I urge. "Let me put it on for you!"
With
Brandon sitting on the side of the bed, I put the chain around his neck and
fasten the clasp.
"Okay!"
I say, peeling off my clothes. "Time for bed! I'll see you in the morning!"
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When
I wake up, it's already light.
"Are
you awake?" Brandon asks quietly.
"Just
about. D'you want to join me?"
"Sure!"
A
few moments later, he's sliding under the duvet and snuggling up next to me.
Without either of us saying a word, we kiss. It's wonderful! Having sex with
Brandon just gets better and better! It's so different from the way things were
when I first met him, and after six days without anything, I'm more than up for
it.
Allowing
the duvet to slip onto the floor, I rest my head on his stomach. Holding the
base of his dick between thumb and index finger, I take it into my mouth. Over
the next couple of minutes, I slowly work my way down until I'm sucking it
right down to the root, my nose nuzzling his pubic hair. At the same time, I
slip my hand between his legs, my fingertips stroking the sensitive area behind
his balls.
"Ohhhhh!" he groans. "Oh, yeah!"
He
doesn't need to say anything else; the expression on his face tells me the
rest. We swap over. For Brandon, sucking my prick was a huge step, but to see
him now, you'd think he'd been doing it for years; the sensations are
unbelievable!
Moving
on, we don't bother trying a sixty-nine – the difference in height makes it too
awkward – instead, Brandon begins getting me ready for the main event. He's
still not into licking me out, but I don't care; he gives me an amazing
finger-fuck!
Finally,
his fingers slide out. Immediately, I smear K-Y over his dick, flip onto my
back and pull my knees up.
"Can
we do it like this?" I ask.
"We
can do it any way you want!" he responds, grinning.
With
his knees wide apart, he guides his cock onto my boy-hole and slowly pushes it
in. Oh, yes! This is what I want!
"You're
still beautifully tight, but I'm guessing you're ready for this," he whispers, gently
holding my thighs."
Within
a few seconds, he's giving me the perfect fuck. Lying here looking up at him,
I'm moaning and whimpering. I can hardly believe how good it feels, my prick
tingling like you wouldn't believe!
Then,
without either of us touching my prick, it starts jerking around with a life of
its own, my bum-hole grabbing Brandon's cock even tighter.
"Oh,
yeah!" he groans, tightening his grip on my legs. "Ohhhhh!"
With
his cock buried deep inside me, Brandon pumps his warm, sticky boy-juice into
my bum. Oh, wow! For me, that was our best-ever time together! Looking up at
his face, I'd guess it probably was for him too.
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At
half past nine, Theo's mum drops us off at school. I'm buzzing! So far this
term, we've played three matches, two after school and one last Saturday.
Although we won them all, they were against teams we expected to beat.
This
morning, we'll be playing one of the better teams, who've begun their season
with two wins and a draw, so this will be much more of a test. But with training
having gone really well, we have every reason to feel confident.
As
Theo and I head towards the sports pavilion, I spot a familiar figure waiting
outside.
"There's
Jamie!" I say, turning to Theo. "Why don't you go and chat to him? I need to
get ready. I'll see you later!"
"Sure!"
he responds, smiling.
I
head into our changing room, where around half my team-mates and our coach, Mr
Burgess, have already gathered. Although he actually teaches French, he
definitely knows his way around a football pitch. We love working with him!
Over
the next few minutes, the rest of the boys arrive and we make our final
preparations. There's a really positive vibe, which is just as it should be. I
guess that after my `exertions' earlier this morning, I might be tired, but I'm
not; I feel fantastic! At five to ten, I lead the team out, absolutely full of
confidence.
At
ten o'clock, the match begins. From the first whistle, we're bossing it. In
training, we've been working on getting the defence playing as a unit, with me
pulling the strings.
Against
our previous opponents, it wasn't that important, but in this match, facing a
decent team with two pretty competent forwards, it matters. Well, it works
beautifully! By keeping our shape, we deny them space to play, making it almost
impossible for them to get in behind us.
In
response, they play a couple of speculative balls into the box (penalty area),
but as they haven't got anyone who's as good in the air as I am, that's never
likely to work. All we need now is a goal!
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Jamie and I are
positioned a couple of yards behind the touchline and almost level with the
halfway-line. We reckon it's the best view we're going to get. As soon as the
whistle goes, the opponents are on the attack, but as soon as they get into the
final third, with Brandon shouting instructions, the Welstead
Park defenders close up, giving them no way through.
After trying this a few times without success,
the opposition play a high ball towards Welstead Park's goal. Rising to meet
it, Brandon calmly heads it away. I cab hardly
believe how high he gets!
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Brandon
Hearing
Theo and Jamie shouting for us – both for the team and for me personally – is
such as buzz! For some reason, it helps me to focus even better! That has to be
good!
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Suddenly,
it's Welstead Park's turn to go on the attack. A smallish boy with a mop of
dark curly hair is sprinting down the left wing, close to us, with the
opposition's right-back trying desperately to get back. As a second defender
comes across, trying to close him down, the curly-haired boy cuts the ball back
towards the centre of the pitch. Running through from midfield, a bigger lad
with collar length fair hair meets it perfectly, striking it firmly into the
far bottom corner of their opponents' net. Oh yes! That was what we came to
see!
With
the home supporters applauding warmly, the goal-scorer trots across the pitch
to give his provider a big hug. I love it! They're both really good-looking
boys. To see them hugging each other is such a turn-on! Okay, I know they're
unlikely to be `interested', but there's no harm in dreaming!
"The
boy who scored the goal is Zac Cunningham," Jamie informs me quietly. "He
scores for fun! The boy who laid it on for him is Jonathan Key. They're our two
best attackers. They quite often team up like that." He pauses for a moment.
"But don't get any silly ideas," he whispers, smirking at the tent in my
shorts. "I'm not sure about Jonathan, but Zac's got a girlfriend!"
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Being
a goal to the good settles everyone down. Although we knew we were the better
team, we had nothing to show for it. Well, now we have. Our opponents started
by throwing everything at us, but we were able to snuff out all their attacks,
so it didn't work for them.
Eventually,
Jonathan got the sort of opportunity he thrives on, turning his marker and
sprinting away from him. His cut-back was pure class. He didn't even look up;
he knew where Zac was going to be.
Ten
minutes later, we win a corner, our first of the match. As usual, I go up for
it, taking a central position just inside the 18-yard box. As Jonathan whips
the ball in, I know immediately that it's mine. Watching it all the way, I trot
forward a few yards, my marker coming with me. Then, picking the exact moment,
I jump for it. Just like when I was defending, I get much higher than the other
kid can manage. Meeting the ball perfectly, I deflect it into the bottom
right-hand corner of the goal. With just a few minutes to go till half-time,
we're leading by two goals to nil.
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The
second half starts the same way the first one ended. Although our opponents
keep probing, we've totally got the measure of them. Hearing Jamie and Theo
still shouting encouragement keeps me right on it, my concentration not wavering
for a moment. Meanwhile, Jonathan sets up Zac for a second goal, before scoring
one of his own.
When
the final whistle sounds, we leave the field having recorded a four-nil victory.
Against a team who'd not conceded more than one goal in any of their previous
three matches, that's pretty special. It's the best we've ever played as a team,
and it's definitely the best that I've ever played! I would have loved
Mike to have seen us, but having Theo here instead runs it pretty close!