Date: Tue, 29 Jan 2013 20:44:39 -0600 From: Prince Ernest Subject: Room 108 Chapter 12 Adult/Youth Section Disclaimers: Everything you read in this story is my intellectual property and as such should be treated with utmost respect. The students described are not living, breathing human beings mind you. They exist only in the realm of pure imagination, somewhat. These are my fantasies that I have developed over the years. The students described in the story do not really exist, but are rather the combination of several different students. Thus I am not harming anyone, because they combine features and thus are not really in existence. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO REAL PEOPLE IS ENTIRELY COINCIDENTAL ON MY PART. All other disclaimers/rules/procedures apply. If you are under the legal age of viewing this material (depending upon where you live, that could be any age) please direct yourself to something else that will occupy your time. Also, PLEASE PLEASE consider donating to Nifty Archives! We lose funding, and all these great stories disappear :(. Just click on the Donate tab at the top of your screen! Simple, easy and definitely worth it! Other than that, I sincerely hope you enjoy my story. Constructive criticism/feedback/comments are duly appreciated. Please direct them to my email at prince_ernest86@live.com. All are welcome! And thank you in to all those who I already consider my fans! Your support means more than you will ever know! Room 108-Chapter 12: The Questions I decided that I had seen enough, and with my cock begging to be released from its own cage and to be serviced, I moved silently to the coach's office to await their departure. The lights in my office were turned off and I doubted that they would be paying any attention to what was going on in my own remote corner of Earth, so focused were they on each other. Twenty minutes eventually passed, and I figured that I was in the clear to move out of the locker room, drive home and allow the scene to replay itself in my head as I stroked myself to my own powerful orgasm. Disappointment however continued to haunt my every moment. As I opened up the door to the locker room, I was immediately greeted by the image of Hayden, with only a towel wrapped around his slender waist, and a smile stretching across his beautiful face. "Hey Coach...figured you would expect us all to be gone. But I've got a few things I want to discuss with you if you got the time." "Jesus Christ Hayden!!! You about gave me a fucking heart attack!!! Put some pants on for the love of ever loving God!!" I nearly shouted these words at him, and as a general rule it's incredibly stupid to curse in front of students, but I was so shocked by the sight that greeted me, I was unable to control myself. All Hayden did was chuckle at me, so I knew he wasn't upset, and I also knew he wasn't planning to make a move on me. "Alright, alright old man. Just take it easy, I don't want you dying and me having to explain why you died. I'll put some underwear and pants on just so you don't try and rape me! You should have seen your face when I said hey to you!! Ha-ha, priceless!" Hayden turned around and allowed the towel to drop from his slender hips revealing his tight bubble ass that was damn near perfect. He was standing in front of his locker, so he didn't have far to go but in the brief seconds that he walked to get his stuff, I didn't see any jiggling or fat shaking on his body at all. This kid was perfect in every way, shape and form. His tan line was well-developed, and when he bent over to pick up his underwear, I saw the slight pucker of his asshole wink at me just a minute. But just as quickly as the arousal flourished, it was gone when Hayden turned back around at me, smiling and motioning for me to sit down. I figured that I had come this far into the rabbit hole, and if Hayden had wanted me to be in jail, any other day of the week would have been just as good as today. I sat down with him, and just took a few deep breaths in order to slow my breathing down and allow my mind to settle back down. I looked over at Hayden and just saw his playful smile. He had been flirting with me alright, but all he really wanted to do was to talk to me. If there had been anything more, he wouldn't have put on his clothes so quickly. "Hayden, I don't mind talking to you, but you can't tease me like that. I could get into a lot of trouble if someone else walked in and saw how you acted with me just there. What if Marissa had walked in for one of the many reasons she makes up? I could have gone to jail, and I don't think you want that do you? "No Coach, I swear to God that's the last thing I want to happen! Besides no one would believe that little cunt Marissa, everyone hates her. Even Penny Hagmann, her supposed best friend. Isn't that funny?" "Hayden, I doubt you wanted to catch me and discuss the latest eighth grade gossip. Also don't cuss in front of me. I only let that drop because you gave me one of the biggest scares since that day at the baseball diamond. You can't be doing those scares anymore, and I promise not to cuss in front of you. So can you promise me you won't cuss in front of me?" He rolled his eyes when he looked at me, but out of the corner of his eyes, I could see that all too familiar twinkle which told me that he was listening to me, and he wasn't going anywhere. "Fine, fine. Jeez, it wasn't that too bad of a word, and everyone says that's what she's like anyway." He laughed at this last little bit, as if he what he said was the funniest thing in the whole world. Ah the arrogance of youth, but who was I to take it away from him. "Alright then, so what are these magical burning questions that you have for me? I'm glad to help you out, because that's what Coach's do right? Just again you got to know that what we talk about can only stay between us right?" "And Gideon and Byron...I don't keep secrets from them. Man, I remember the first time I realized I was getting hair on my dick, I ran over to Byron's house like ten blocks over and pulled down my pants right there in front of him just to show off. He was so jealous!" "Alright, alright I don't need every little detail of your life written down on the gray matter that is my brain." I knew that this was especially dangerous territory now because whatever I told Hayden would be instantly repeated to Gideon and Byron. I felt that I could trust Hayden because of our little rendezvous at Dairy Queen the previous week, but could the other two Musketeers in this merry little band be trusted? I would take it nice and slow so as to test the waters, but I wasn't going to rush into anything. Slow and steady would be the motto that did it for the turtle, and it would be the motto for me as well. "So again, what did you want to talk about that about gave me a heart attack? And do Gideon and Byron even know about these talks? Can't you go to them for some help on some things?" His face immediately became a little downcast and he stared at the floor, moving his feet back and forth over the wooden bench in an effort to distract himself from looking at me. I immediately felt that I had said something wrong, but for the life of me I couldn't figure out what it was. I knew he wanted to talk, and so I just gave him his space, figuratively speaking. I didn't say anything else to him, and just let him sit there in comfortable silence. Finally after a minute, he just spoke to me in a flat voice without looking at me. "I just thought that I could go to you after the other night. I feel like I can trust you and I just thought you were so cool from the day I met you. Since I don't have a dad and all I don't have anyone to speak to..." The last part just hung in the air and I immediately knew what I had done wrong. Hayden viewed me as a big brother, someone he could go to and trust when he was nervous and needed questions. He could go to his mother for the questions about work, school and how to play sports even. But who was he to go to when he had questions about sex? Hayden had admitted that he was gay, and how was a 14 year old boy supposed to talk about having gay sex with your two best friends with your mom? Even if your mom was the coolest mom in the world, and marched in the Gay Pride Parades every year, there was to be no way that she could handle the information that Hayden was about to throw at her. I decided to take a softer approach and let him know I was there to listen, and not to judge. "Hey now, don't worry about that. I'm always going to be here for you, as long as you are my student, and even beyond that if you need it. I guarantee you though that you will forget about me before I forget about you. I didn't mean to upset you, but I just don't understand why you chose me?" Hayden immediately looked up into my eyes, and spoke with such quiet determination that I had no reason to doubt the words he spoke. "Because Coach, I just knew from the first day of school, when you were talking with Mrs. Jacobson and Senora Blankenhors, I knew that I could trust you. Your smile was what told me. It wasn't the fake smile that you see Mr. Peters give to students in his art class. Your smile told me that you wanted to get to know me, and that's when I knew you were cool. Don't you remember me telling you? The Three Musketeers voted, you are cool as fu...I mean cool as heck." "Close call Mr. Van Diver...close call. I'm flattered that you think my smile say's so much, and like I said I'll always be here for you. You'll grow up and go off to high school, and college and forget about pervy old Mr. Lambert. Trust me about it." "Never Coach...I'll never do that." "Alright, alright. So what are these questions you have for me? We don't need to start crying like babies in the locker room. We are men right?" "Ha-ha. You know it Coach. You've seen my proof. So...I've got one real question right now, and it's a weird one, but promise you won't laugh at me?" "Hayden, how could you think I would laugh at you after what we've been through in the past few weeks?" "You are right Coach, it's just this question is so queer...ha! How do you know when someone likes you? Like really likes you?" Oh how to be young and simple, and naïve and in love again. Here was Hayden Van Diver, practical god of the 8th grade class, and he was afraid that someone might like him, and he didn't know how to respond. The situation was so pure and innocent, and so at a complete polar opposite of what I had seen take place earlier in this shower room. That scene had been one of raw, and naked sexual prowess. Now he was afraid and week again and more importantly, insecure. Forget that he had used the word queer in a sentence, when he was so obviously gay and okay with it. I decided to try and test the waters again, just to make sure it wasn't me that he had a crush on. "Well I'm flattered Hayden, but I think I'm a little too old for you?" "Ha-ha. You are hot I'll give you that, but it's not you, you doofus! It's someone else...someone you know, but I just don't know that they feel the same way. I mean we get along, and we've got some sexy memories, but it's so hard to tell." Okay, obviously the field was narrowed, and it didn't include me. It was either Gideon or Byron. I figured that there had to be some romantic feelings between the three of them in order for what was happening between the three of them to actually be happening. It would be very difficult for Hayden to navigate this minefield, because to those boys it could be just a way of getting off. And if it suddenly moved to an actual relationship, the other boys might shut down and possibly even ruin the friendship that was so natural between the three of them. "Okay Hayden, it's obviously either Gideon r Byron. Why don't you just tell me who it is, and maybe I can keep an eye out for you and see how they act around you? I haven't paid much attention to them in the past besides classroom stuff. I'm not going to play wingman for you, but I'll try and see what happens to them when you are around. How does that sound?" Hayden took in a sharp breath of air, and then expelled just as quickly. The next bit of words just came rushing out of his mouth. "It's Gideon! He's so fit and sexy, and smart and funny! Every single time that I'm around him, I get this weird feeling in my stomach, and I just want to spend more time with him. I mean Byron is hot and all, but I just think of him as a friend. When I see Byron, I don't think about what I'm going to say. But when I see Gideon, it's like my mind has gone blank and I don't know how to speak. I know I'll never stand a chance with him, but God he just gets me so hard every time I see him. And you see how he treats me when we are just alone. He's always touching me more than he touches Byron! That's gotta mean something!" "Hayden, I don't know exactly what that means, but you need to go with your gut, but also play it safe here. You three are such good friends, but it might upset Byron if you move more towards Gideon, and he might tell other's your little secret. I would suggest you just invite Gideon over for some class assignments in the future and just test him out. Make a few small moves on him. Obviously you guys enjoy being around each other, but does he feel that way when it's just you and him? That's the question you want to get answered. Now the question I want answered is this. Does Gideon and Byron know that I've seen them like that before?" I was afraid of the answer to the question, but I needed to know the answer. It would make all the difference in the world to me. "Duh! Bryon thinks you are like the hottest dude in the world, and it was actually his idea to invite you to the baseball diamonds and today. I saw you on the first day of practice and told them about you. Byron got so hard from knowing you saw him, that he started jacking off right at Domino's, underneath the table! I was so glad his mom didn't catch him! But don't worry...we had already voted on you before that day, so we knew you were cool!" I let out a very audible sigh of relief. So the whole gang knew that I had watched them a few times, but not one of them cared, and if they were going to care and report me, I don't think they would hide that from each other, and I would have been in jail long before this time. Not only did Byron not care, but he also got aroused from the whole thing. I was a little more wary of him after this revelation, but I knew he wouldn't do anything to hurt me. It wasn't arrogance or anything, but rather just the assurance of having Hayden next to me and knowing that I could trust him. "Well Hayden, it's getting late and your mom might start to get worried about you. Why don't you go ahead and finish getting dressed, while I get ready to go as well. You can talk to me some more on Monday, but for right now after all we've talked about I need a few days to let my mind rest. How does that sound?" "Okay old man. I forgot that I gotta take it easy on you. You aren't a spring chicken anymore." He chuckled as he got out his Axe body spray and again started coating his body liberally with that smell. I decided to leave him alone. We were obviously comfortable around each other, but I didn't want him to feel like I was always on top of him, and always talking to him. I decided to head back to the Coach's office and check some emails and reply back to them before I left for the day. I had the usual emails from various parents wanting to discuss the various random things that parents feel the need to bother teachers about. A few other teachers from the building had contacted me to discuss a few students behavior, but luckily for me it wasn't anything serious. And at the very bottom was an email from our beloved leader, Ms. Arthur. The email was to the point. "Michael. I need to speak to you on Monday morning as soon as possible. Please come and see me before you head to your class. This regards the soccer team." ***** AND THE PLOT THIKENS! I know we don't see much of the other Three Musketeers, and I've been wanting to change that for a while. I couldn't just bring them back into the story without introducing it in the proper way that I would want to. I think you guys know me better than that. Byron has gotten some decent air time, but I want Gideon to come a little more out of the shadows. Stay tuned for Saturday's edition when all will be revealed. Well not all naturally, but you never know :) Questions/comments/concerns/and dare I say complaints, please direct to my email, prince_ernest86@live.com Or Skype me @ prince_ernest86. Please, again consider making donations to Nifty! Your support is gladly appreciated!