Date: Tue, 15 Jan 2008 14:00:54 +0000 From: Andy Mitchell Subject: Life Just Isn't Fair chapter 27 Feedback is more than welcome. I love to receive emails from anyone and everyone so please tell me what you think at andys_stories@hotmail.co.uk. I will respond to every email I receive, but please enter 'Life Just Isn't Fair' or simply 'Life' somewhere in the subject line so that I don't delete it thinking its spam. Any criticism is also welcome as I don't want to let the story get stale and always want fresh input. Flames will be answered with the contempt that they deserve. Disclaimer. Not old enough to read this, sorry I'm not allowed to suggest you do anyway. Not allowed to read this where you leave, sorry I'm not allowed to suggest you do anyway. Don't like stories involving sex between males of various ages, I would suggest you leave. This story is all made up. This story is mine so please don't copy it elsewhere and take the credit. It has taken me a long time to get to this chapter. Previously in Life Just Isn't Fair. We walked to maths, splitting our separate ways, Kenny and Gazza off to set two, Zack and me into set three. Mr Hancock, the teacher, hadn't turned up yet, so everyone was talking. Well, everyone except Zack and me. "So you gonna call her?" he asked quietly. I shrugged my shoulders, before realising that I was probably outing myself here. I wasn't ready for that yet. "Do you think I should?" I asked him back. "I'm new here, I've already made an enemy in Freddie, and if it gets round I'm trying to play it up, he'll come after me." Zack looked at me again, though this time he held my gaze and looked deep into my eyes. Man, I could feel myself falling into those hazel eyes, but snapped myself out of it when Mr Hancock shut the door. "We'll talk later ok," I said, trying to end the topic for now. I sat very nervous throughout math, before heading to English and a double social studies lesson. I was walking to the canteen when I felt a hand grab my shoulder. I spun round, dropping my bag, bringing my arms up ready to defend myself, and I saw Freddie and a half dozen of his lackeys. They pulled me into a locker room and shut the door. Chapter 27. "What the fuck?" I yelled out, trying to get attention to what was happening. I was silenced as I was grabbed from behind and a hand over my mouth. "Calm down Mitchell!" Freddie hissed at me. "We're not gonna hurt ya." "Mmwell Mlet Mmme mmgo," I struggled to get out. "Huh?" The blonde haired leader of the gang said. The penny dropped and he motioned to his lackey behind me to let me go. I shook myself off and glared at the crony, who was a very cute brown haired, dark almond eyed kid. I mentally shook myself again, and looked back at Freddie. "What the fuck do you want?" I demanded, feeling a little braver as if they wanted to do me over, they wouldn't have let me go. "I wanted to make sure you knew that we gave your brother all his money back yesterday, and that he is now under my protection," Freddie started. "He told me about the money last night," I said. "Thanks for that." "No-one will touch him again while he is at school either," he continued. I nodded a thanks again, before my over-active brain kicked into gear. Surely I wasn't that big a threat to this gang that they would roll over like this on a simple one off threat. "Okay guys, thanks for that, and I know Danny will appreciate it. You guys have made his life hell." Freddie motioned the others to leave, but he put a hand on my chest, stopping me from following. "Just so you know, I had no idea he was Sam Harrison's nephew. We'd have never touched him if we knew." Freddie said. "Huh?" My high IQ was talking again I see. "I did some asking about last night, and found out who this "Family" is that you threatened me with was. I don't want no trouble with Mr Harrison okay. You tell him that." I nodded, a bit shocked that Sam had a reputation that was that easy to look up, and watched as Freddie slunk out of the locker room. I grabbed my bag, and with a new confidence in my status and setup, walked out and onto the canteen. I joined the queue and stood patiently waiting for my turn at the serving hatches, pretending to ignore the not so quiet whispers from some of the other kids. "What'll it be sweetie?" Mrs French, the canteen supervisor asked me. I'd made a point of learning her name yesterday. "What's good Mrs F?" "The lasagne is pretty good today, or if you want some proper junk, we have good old fashioned burger, chips and baked beans." "Lasagne and chips please," I asked, taking the plate and looking round for Zack and the gang. Spotting them, I walked over and sat in one of two empty chairs. I nodded to Kenny, Gaz, Jimmy and Oli, before turning to Zack. "You seen Danny?" He motioned to a far corner and I saw Danny, on his own again, munching on a piece of pizza. "I meant it when I said Danny was to stay with me!" I exclaimed. I got up and shouted over to him. He looked up fearfully, hearing his name yelled across the canteed. "DANNY! COME ON OVER HERE AND SIT WITH US!" He saw me standing and motioning, and a broad grin broke over his face. Man, how could anyone want to make that cute face sad? He grabbed his plate and bag and bounded over towards us. I sensed the leg sticking out before I saw it. I was already three steps towards Danny when he went flying, plate one way, his bag the other. His head hit the floor hard, and I saw tears immediately start to flow from his eyes. The anger swelled inside me as I looked at his attacker. I never made it anywhere near the kid though. He was already on the floor with two lads on top of him, punching him. I got to Danny and picked him up off the floor. I guided him back to our table, took out my hankie and cleaned his face up. God, am I turning into a Mom?? "Hey!" I said to him, getting him to calm down. "You're supposed to be sitting with your friends aren't you?" I poked him in the ribs, tickling him slightly to try to get the frown off his face. "I told you yesterday, I haven't got any friends," he replied softly. I leaned in close to him. "And I told you yesterday that I wanted to be your friend, and you said that I could be." I took a big chance and pecked him on the cheek. "Aren't we friends?" A small smile came back to Danny's face as he nodded. "Here you go Danny," a voice said from above us. I looked up and saw a lad I knew as Billy, from my Social Studies class, with a plate full of pizza. "Dickhead over there wanted to pay for a replacement lunch for you." "Th th th thanks Billy," Danny stammered out, shocked at having his spilled lunch replaced. "No problem Dan," Billy said, reaching down and ruffling his hair, like an older brother would do to a younger. Billy nodded to me in acknowledgement and I mouthed a thank you to him. We had a great lunch from then on, with everyone including Dan in the conversation. He started off quiet, but gradually got drawn into the jokes and discussions of wrestling and football. As all good things have to, it came to an end with the bell, and we said our farewells to our siblings, and headed back to form. "So what's the crack with Dan then?" Zack asked. "Freddie has realised who he was bullying and shat himself. Danny is under their protection now." I gave a brief explanation of the locker room encounter. "That's cool then," Kenny said. "I've always liked Danny, the few times he came over with Oli and Jimmy to my sister's parties, but I didn't have the bottle to stand upto Freddie." I considered what I was about to say, and took a big gulp and went for it. "Listen guys, I need help with Danny," I stated. "Whatcha mean?" Gaz asked. I explained some of what Dan told me last night, missing out the bit about his thinking about being gay and also what Sam had wanted to do, but dropped the bombshell about the self harm and wanting to kill himself. "I dunno if I'm capable of handling this on my own," I confessed. "If I screw up, he could top himself, and I'd never forgive myself." "Kid sounds screwed up big style," Gaz said. "He needs a proper adult to talk to, like Mr Hudson, the counsellor." Kenny nodded and Zack agreed. "Yeah, Mr Hudson's cool. He helped me and Jimmy when we were having problems with my Mom's ex," Zack added. "How do I get Danny in to see him?" I asked. "Simple, you make an appointment at the office," Zack replied. "No, I mean how do I get Danny to agree to go?" The three were silent for a while. Mrs Hamill must have thought something was wrong with us, as she looked over at the four of us who are normally the loudest in the form sitting there silently thinking. "Everything okay guys?" she asked. "Uh-huh," we responded in unison, breaking into laughter at our identical timing and reply. "That's more like it," she said smiling, and went back to marking some class work. The rest of the day went swiftly, as I pondered the problem of Danny. At the end of the last class, I ran to the office to catch Dot before she left for the day. She saw me bound into the office and, in typical Dot fashion, smothered me in a bear hug. These politically correct idiots would have a hard time telling Dot that she wasn't allowed to hug any of her kids, as she thought of all the pupils. "Hi Dot," I greeted her when I emerged from underneath her bosom. "Hi yourself sweetie," she replied. "So what do I owe the honour of Fielder Street's toughest homie?" I panicked when I thought she'd said homo, but realised she was talking about the incident with Freddie. "I need to book an appointment with Mr Hudson." The joking stopped immediately and concern spread over her face. "Is everything alright honey?" "I'm fine, it's not for me," I said, putting her mind at ease about me. "It's, um, for Danny, only he doesn't know yet." I rushed the last bit out. "You know you can't make him go against his will," Dot chided me. "I know, and I wouldn't dream of forcing him to," I answered. "I've just gotta think of a way of persuading him to go." "Bribery always seems to work for me," she laughed. The lightbulb didn't just come on in my head, I think I contributed ten years of global warming there and then. "Dot, you're brilliant." I grabbed her and pecked her on the cheek. We set up an appointment for the next afternoon, and she wrote both myself and Danny a pass so we could leave our classes. I dashed out of the school and met Danny and Oli waiting at the school gates. We had to walk home today as Jan was working late. All the way home, both Danny and Oli were enthusing over how the little shithead who had tripped Danny up had bought him a replacement lunch, and how Billy had come to help him. I could see a glow coming from Danny, almost like an aura in the psychic shit you see on tv. Oli seemed happy that Danny wasn't being picked on as well. After talking about anything and nothing on the way home, the lunchtime incident aside, we decided that Arsenal were going to kick Manchester United's ass this season, we arrived home. I unlocked the door and let the boys in, and told them to go and get changed and to do their homework. God, I am turning into a Mom! I made my way to my room and stripped off, not bothering to have a wash, and got into what I called my slummy clothes. A loose baggy top and some sweat pants, just so I could slob out, do my homework and watch tv. All the way through doing my homework, my `plan for Dan' was going around in my head. The brothers came down and joined me at the kitchen table to do their homework. Domestic bliss eh! After some time of doing this, I looked up at the clock and was surprised to see it was already past eight, and Jan still hadn't made it home. I knew that sometimes nurses had to work over, but this was getting silly. She was supposed to finish at six, according to her rota. I found some frozen pizza and quickly nuked them and gave them to Oli and Danny, while I munched on my own, beginning to worry. I tried to ring Jan's mobile while the pizza was cooking but just got her voicemail. As a last resort, I tried Sam's phone as well, but just got his mail as well. We all washed up and I sent Oli off to bed, deciding that this was a good chance to put my plan into motion for tomorrow. I pulled Danny into my lap as we sat on the sofa. "Danny," I started, pecking him on the neck. "I've been thinking about what we talked about." I felt him stiffen in my arms as he tried to squirm away from me, but I held him firm, running a hand underneath his t-shirt, stroking his belly. This had an effect of calming him slightly. "I know I said I would be here for you and help and everything, but I think that some of the things you told me were a little too big for me to handle." I felt him slump into me, as if he thought I was giving up on him. I hugged him tighter and turned him so I could kiss him full on the lips, and this time it wasn't just a peck. His body relaxed as he enjoyed the kiss, and the cheeky beggar even tried to slip me his tongue. Where had he learned that! "I'm always gonna be here for you bro, but I think you need to talk to an adult about some of the stuff that's bothering you," I whispered. This freaked him out totally of course. "YOU PROMISED!" he yelled at me, swinging an arm and connecting his fist to my jaw. Boy could the little sod punch! I wrestled him to the ground, pinning him, telling him to stop yelling and struggling. Oli of course had heard the commotion and had come down to see what was happening. "Oli, go back to bed!" I yelled at my youngest brother. He looked wide eyed at me, nodded, and ran as fast as he could out of the lounge. I would explain things later to him I promised myself. I looked back at my now prone ten year old `prisoner'. I leaned down to him and kissed him on the lips again. He struggled to turn his face away for a moment, but soon stopped and returned the kiss. "Will you listen to me?" I asked, lifting my face off his. "Uh-huh," he responded. I sat up, releasing his shoulders, but remained on top of him so he couldn't run off. "I made an appointment for both of us to see Mr Hudson tomorrow." I saw his face screw up. "I won't go!" he said responded forcefully. "If I go, then everyone will know I'm a loser!" I saw tears start to leak from the corners of his beautiful eyes. I felt my gut wrench as I realised far from making things better for him, I was hurting him again. "Hey, no-one needs to know, and if they ask, you went along with me to help me, okay?" I could see cogs turn, and a small smile came on his face and he nodded, albeit a little uncertainly. "If you do come along with me, I'll also make it worth your while," I said, preparing myself for the bribe. "How?" I hotched myself down on his body so I was sat on his upper legs. I put both my hands on his shoulders and leaned in and kissed him again. "Like this," I whispered, and I traced a hand over his t-shirt clad chest, rubbing over both his nipples before travelling lower to his belly. I slipped my hand underneath his top and massaged his naked chest. His moan told me he didn't mind, so my left hand joined my right underneath his top. After a moment of rubbing, my hands found the bottom of his t-shirt and I pulled it upwards. Danny lifted his upper body off the floor and held his arms up so I could strip his top. I rolled his top up and placed it under the back of his head so he had a makeshift pillow. I gazed down at his perfectly smooth chest. I couldn't help myself so I leaned in and licked his left nipple. He giggled slightly, before gasping as I stopped licking and started to suck. I transferred my attention to his right nip, gaining the same response from the ten year old. As I was sucking his nipple, my hand travelled back down his naked chest, pausing at his navel to rub it gently, before travelling onwards and downwards. I could tell he sensed what was coming as he shivered slightly as my hand passed from bare skin to clothing. I ran my hand over the waistband of his shorts and onto his already tented crotch. The groan grew louder as I gently squeezed his stiff member before cupping his immature balls and groped him through is shorts. "Oh god please feel me properly!" Danny begged. I lifted my mouth off his chest and looked at him, slightly sweating, eyes closed. I slid both hands to his waistband and started to tug them down. He lifted his butt off the floor and I slowly slid both his shorts and his boxers down, enjoying the view that was presented to me. Danny's cock was almost throbbing in it's attempt to burst through his skin in it's erect state. It looked like it had grown a little since I last sucked him off, and was now around four inches. I couldn't resist it any longer and I had to touch it. I slid my hand around it and started to stroke it gently back and forth. There had been a little gasp from Danny when I gripped his joystick, but he'd settled back into a low groan again as I teased his body towards enjoyment. As I pumped his cock, I lowered my mouth and sucked on his small ballsac. I took one small marble in and tongued it before switching attention to the other. Danny's groans had started to become grunts as his pleasure rose. I felt a bit devilish so my mouth left his scrotum and travelled not upwards to his straining dick, but downwards. I lifted his legs up with my free arm, allowing me access to his crack. I kissed both of his butt cheeks, before licking my tongue along his crack. I was rewarded with a slight giggle come gasp as Danny obviously enjoyed the attention my tongue was giving him. I parted his cheeks and stared at his pink rosebud. His glory. His secret most innerpoint. There was a slight smudge of brown where he hadn't cleaned himself properly last time he had to sit down on a visit, but I didn't care. I felt my own cock strain in my briefs as I looked at him. I leaned in and licked his hole. He bucked slightly at the new experience he felt, and I loved the taste of him. I attacked his hole with my tongue, lapping, cleaning, probing. I held my tongue against his hole and felt it quiver. I pushed and was rewarded with a small invasion into his warmth. Danny squeaked at this and I sensed he was rising to his fulfilment. I pulled away from his hole, plus my tongue hurt from trying to push in, and I let go of his cock before engulfing it in my mouth. As I was sucking him, I slid a hand down to his now moist hole and easily slid a finger in, probing. My final spare hand found it's way into my briefs and grasped my own aching dick. Suddenly, Danny was thrusting into my mouth as only a ten year old in heat could do. He shuddered as he bucked and let out a loud gasp as I felt his still pre-pubescent cock try to shoot into my mouth. Feeling his attempts to water my mouth triggered my own orgasm and I pumped the sperm out of my cock into my briefs. We both collapsed onto the lush carpet, Danny naked, me still fully clothed, but with a growing wet patch spreading across the front of my pants. Danny rolled onto me, making me a little uncomfortable, but no way was I going to moan about having a naked Danny lying on top of me. "I love you Andy," Danny said, matter of factly, before kissing me firmly on the lips. I snuck an arm up over the back of him as we kissed. "I love you too Dan." End of chapter. Well I finally got round to a bit of sex, although it wasn't Sam and Andy. A fair few people had been asking for some action with Danny so I am pleased to oblige. Plus, it was in the general plotline to come anyway. Only one more day at school before the weekend when Sam and Andy are supposed to get together. But what a day it could turn out to be with Danny going to see Mr Hudson. And where has Jan got to????