Date: Fri, 24 Jun 2011 13:43:14 +0100
From: Tom Blakley <kiltie69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Double D

Double D
Written by Kiltie69 copyright 2011

Disclaimer - This is a work of fiction.  Any similarities to individuals,
living or dead, is pure coincidence.

If you are offened by man on man romance or sex do not continue in reading
this story.

Do not read this story if you are underage according to the laws of your
country or state.

This tale include love and VIolence betwueen males adults.

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Donald Douglas Adams, Double D, to his few friends stood in the College Gym
Locker room looking at the mirror.  He was 21, 5'7, 125 lbs, slim built,
his face was oval with high cheek bones.  He had brown eyes and brown hair,
sort of non-descript was how he described himself.  Others were a little
more charitable regard his looks, he was plainly attractive.  They would
also go on to say that his smile could light a room and that his heart was
the biggest they had ever known.  He was an incredibly caring individual,
gentle and loving.  He never had a bad word for anyone.

He turned from the mirror and headed across the room to his locker.
Opening it he took out his towel and shower gel, then proceeded to strip.
He had gotten down to his underwear when he heard voices. It was some of
the Saturday soccer team that used the gym also.  They were a rowdy lot,
who liked to carry on.

Donald was always nervous when they were about.  His problem stemmed from
the fact he was a little shy around other guys, Donald was gay.  Even with
all the caring traits he showed his sexuality was not obvious.  He enjoyed
sports, mountain biking, swimming and hockey to name but a few.  But being
in the locker room with a group of rambunctious guys was not a good idea.

He thought about just getting change when the first of the footballers came
in.  It was Geoff Thomson, Geoff was 5'10, muscular, straight, handsome, he
was the team Captain so was usually at the centre of any trouble that was
caused.

Geoff saw Donald and just looked at him then nodded, they knew each other
from college, as did most of the team.  Donald quickly dropped his pants
putting them in the locker. He didn't notice the item that fell to the
floor as he turned.  Had he known he would have put it away.  This one item
was going to cause Donald so much trouble.

Wrapping his towel round his waist he headed for the shower room, just as
the rest of the team came through the door push and jostling each other.
He quickly ducked into the showers and went to a corner stall, the showers
were individual stalls with enough room that you could hang a towel on the
hook provided and it wouldn't get wet, they were also doorless.

Donald hung his towel and turned on the shower, waiting till it got to
temperature he quickly started to shower.  The noise from the lads in the
team was getting louder, he knew from experience they would soon enter the
shower block and their carry on would continue.  He quickly soaped and
showered thoroughly then turning off the shower grabbed his towel.

In the locker room, in the mean time, the guys of the team were carrying on
as they usually did, a lot of macho posturing and butt slapping along with
the occasional towel whipping.  As always Geoff was at the centre of it.
Presently he was trying to towel whip Mark Williams, his best friend and
the team?s goalie.  Mark was 6 ft he played football, he swam, he did well
in class, he was a all round good guy to know.  Mark backed away his own
towel held ready to strike at Geoff if the chance arose.  Mark had back
away towards the row of lockers that Donald was using, he was to intent on
not getting hit to notice the object on the floor as he stepped on
it. Geoff however did see it.  It was a card, it was Credit card sized in
black with a white symbol on it.

He put his towel over his shoulder and bent to pick up the card.  It was a
membership card to a bar in town.  Geoff immediately knew what bar from the
bird symbol on it.  He turned it over and read the name on the back, Donald
D Adams.

"Fuck, DD is gay, shit" was the thought that ran through his head.  He
turned just to lads in the team and said "Hey guys look at this". Holding
up Donald's card.  Some of the team moved closer, most of them knew the
symbol on the card for what it was.  They knew that anyone with that card
was, likely, gay.

Roger Martin one of the teams defenders, 5'6 pock marked face and bad
teeth, said "who the fuck, does it belong to.  I don't like the idea of
poofs and queers at this gym."

Roger snatched the card from Geoff.

Just as he did this Donald came out of the shower room, he stopped as he
saw most of the team huddled round Geoff and Roger.  He wondered what was
going on.  He just wanted to get out of here so, quickly walking past the
guys, he went to his locker.

Roger had seen Donald at the entrance to the shower room.  He stood looking
at this guy, who to all who knew him was straight.  But he wasn't.  Roger
shushed the guys and walked to his locker. They, by now, knew who the card
belong to and realised he had just walked into the room.  Some were
uncomfortable, like most "straight guys" they thought that Donald would be
checking them out wanting into their pants.  Had they only known none of
them held any interest for him they might have acted differently.

Roger, with card in hand walked over to Donald , just as he was pulling on
his pants.

"Hey, Donald, you dropped something". He said sneeringly

Donald looked up to see Roger holding a black card, instantly he knew what
it was, all colour drained from his face.  He reached out to take it but
Roger snapped his hand back to his side.

"You Gay?" he asked "Bet you just love it in here when all the guys are
around, does it get you hard, faggot". Donald could only stare hand
outstretched.  Roger continued "Bet you'd just love it if we were to all
get naked and make you suck our cocks.  Thats the only reason your in here
isn't it, you want us."

Donald could only shake his head, he was starting to feel scared, he knew
Roger, he thought they got on ok.  This was a different Roger, evil.

While this exchange was going on some of the other guys had closed in on
Donald, like pack hunters, who was now backed against his locker.  One or
two of them sensing there might be trouble had decided to get changed just
in case.

Roger stepped towards Donald.  "We don't want poofs in this gym, get the
fuck out of here and never come back". With this he pushed Donald hard.
Donald hit the locker with a bang.  The other guys that were surrounding
him moved forward a little closing the circle.  He had nowhere to go.

Geoff stood back, he had been a fool.  He knew what some of the guys were
like, he didn't mind gay guys as long as they kept themselves to themselves
and he liked Donald.  Why had he given Roger the card.

He shouted "GUYS leave him be.  What's he done to you?"  He knew he had to
calm the situation he had started, somehow.  He noticed as well that 4 of
the guys were hurriedly dressing and getting out of the place.  This left
him, Mark, Roger and the five that had now gathered round Donald, like
jackals.

By now Roger was almost in Donald face, he had his right forearm across
Donald's chest holding him against the locker.  Donald was white as a
sheet, what was happening.  Suddenly Roger said "You know what we do with
queers here don't ya."  Spit flying into Donald's face as he spoke.

Donald could only shake his head, terrified.  He looked around for some
sort of help, he saw Mark standing in the doorway watching.  He looked
scared.  He then notice and heard Geoff shouting at the guys to leave off.

Roger at this point had flipped, to be honest he was on a power trip, and
thanks to his jackal backup he knew he could do what he wanted, your
classic bully.  He pulled back his left arm and punched Donald in the gut,
doubling him over.

Mark seeing this felt sick he knew he had to do something.  He turned and
ran out the room.

Geoff saw Mark leave, he knew things were going too far he stepped forward,
shouting for Roger to stop, trying to intervene but was stopped by two of
the team.  "He's gonna get what he deserves", was all he heard.

Roger by know had hit Donald four or five times, he took his forearm away
and Donald collapse to the ground starting to sob.  Roger spat on him "You
bloody poof couldn't even take a couple of hits". He could hear the guys
round him laughing.  He was in his element, an audience to show off to.

He pulled his leg back and kicked Donald in the ribs.  Donald already on
the ground could only curl into a ball for protection.  He was hurting and
knew he couldn't fight them all.

Geoff couldn't believe his eyes, how could anyone do this.  It was all his
fault. He could do nothing as he was held tightly.  He started to yell for
Roger to stop.

Mark, by now, had found Mr Strachan, the coach of the football team and
related what was going on, the coach called security and hurried off to the
lockers.

As they approached the room they could hear shouting.  They could hear
Geoff shouting to stop it and various other shouting and egging on of
Roger.

They entered to a scene of horror.  There on the floor was Donald, battered
and bruised curled into a sobbing ball.  Above him was Roger punching and
kicking him.  Around him the rest, like a pack of Jackals.  Two of them
struggling to restrain Geoff, who was going wild and shouting to stop
hurting Donald.

The coach bellowed, "What the fuck is going on here?" On hearing his voice
all barring Roger, who was too involved kicking and punching Donald,
turned.  The coach stepped past them grabbing Roger by the back of his
shirt, pulling him back away from Donald.

Roger on feeling the tugging on his shirted turn and swung only to have his
fist caught in Mr Strachans large hand, he looked in horror at the man
realising what he had just tried to do, it didn't even register what he had
been doing was worse. Geoff had now been released and the Jackals had all
rushed to get out.

Mark had gone straight to Donald, he knelt beside him and gently reach out,
"Donald can you hear me, it's Mark.  Donald can you say something."  All
Mark got in response was a series of sobs.  Mark touched Donald, only to
feel him flinch and try to pull away.  How could people do this to Donald?
What had he done?  He felt a presence beside him and looked to see Geoff,
kneeling down.  He noticed Geoff was crying.

While this was happening and just as the jackals were trying to get away
security arrived.  Coach Strachan had Roger against a locker.  One of the
security team had a first aid kit with him, he joined Mark and Geoff at
Donald side.  As the security man touched Donald he went into a fit of
hysteria.  Mark reacted first, pushing the security man back then turning
to Donald and saying in a quiet voice.

"Donald it?s me Mark, your safe now no one is gonna hurt you, Coach is here
as is security.  We need to check your injuries, will you talk to me
Donald?  We need to know where it hurts?"

Mark was almost in tears, he knew he had to get Donald to respond, he knew
Donald needed treatment. "Donald you got to let us help you.  Can you
move?" Donald's only response was to start crying louder.

To Marks side Geoff was crying to saying repeatedly, "It?s my fault you got
hurt Donald I'm sorry. Donald please forgive me."  Donald even though he
was terrified and hurting heard Geoff, he knew that Geoff had tried to help
having heard him screaming, he could sense Geoff was hurting and needed
help.

Slowly he started to unfurl himself only to see Mark looking at him his
left arm over Geoff shoulders, Geoff was crying.

Mark could feel his heart breaking as he watched the pain on Donald's face
as he tried to move.  He released the sobbing Geoff and reached to help
Donald, Donald knew that Mark was only trying to help but flinched.  He
noticed the tears in Marks eyes at this point.  He relaxed a little
allowing Mark to touch him.

Mark said "Donald you are gonna be ok, your safe with me, security is here
and nothing is going to happen to you.  Let Mike check you over."  Mike had
to be the monster security man, packed like a WWE wrestler, standing just
behind Mark holding a first aid kit a look of concern on his face.

Donald nodded and Mark still holding him motioned for Mike to come forward.

Mike, for all his size moved with grace and smiled at Donald "You been
through the wars have you?" he said trying to break the ice a little.
"Just lie there till I know it's ok to move you." He was gently examining
Donald checking first his face head and neck, then the rest of his body.

Donald one prevailing thought was how could this monster of a man sound and
be so gentle, much later he found that Mike had been a medic in the Army.

Mike told Donald he would be ok he was lucky he had no broken bones.  He
would hurt for a while and the bruises would be spectacular but he would be
fine in a week or two.  He then gently helped Donald to sit up.  Donald
suddenly realised as he sat that Mark had been holding his left hand the
whole time.  He looked at Mark to see him smile weakly and ask if he could
help him.

Geoff was still crying, he didn't know it but even though he hadn't been
hurt he was in shock.  Coach was trying his best to comfort him.

The jackals and Roger had been taken from the locker room, Roger all the
time saying "What did I do he's only a fucking fag."  The security man that
had him was not gentle in pushing him along.

 That left Donald, Coach Strachan, Mike, Geoff and Mark.  The locker room
was now quiet.

Donald tried to stand but found it difficult.  Both Mike and Mark moved to
help him up.  Once he was standing he became aware he was only in his
pants.  He started to shake, tears blinding him, when he felt someone hug
him, at first he thought it was Mike but quickly realised that Mark was
holding him to his chest gently stroking him.  Mark was softly saying "Your
safe now, let it out.  I won't leave you." Mark knew this last bit was the
truth.

This incident had made his darkest secret come to the surface.  He needed
to say something to Donald, but not with everyone around.

Donald heard the words and knew they were meant.  He calmed a little
clinging to Mark he felt safe in his arms, he felt safe in the company of
these four men.

Geoff was telling Mike and Coach what had happened and how he had been the
one to start it off.  He added he wished now he had acted differently, he
couldn't believe that people would react as they did.  Coach knew that
Geoff had not meant what happened to happen he sat down on a bench then sat
Geoff down.

"Geoff you need to realise that not everyone is like you, or Mark there are
a lot of sick people out there." Mike stood nodding agreement. Geoff was
still shaky after what he had seen.  "All you can do is care for those you
love no matter who they are or what they believe in." coach had continued.
He was looking at Mark holding the almost naked Donald who was still
shaking every so often.

"Today you saw what humans are capable of.  You're reactions proved you are
a caring individual deep down.  You were forced to grow up a little today
and personally I think it will make you a much better person in the end"

Mike was keeping an eye on Donald but knew not to interfere with Marks
comforting manner.

Donald finally had calmed enough to say, "I need to get dressed." Mark
reluctantly released his hold then stood back a little.

Donald opened his locker again and removed his trousers. He couldn't bend,
because of the pain, to get them on and started sob again.

Mark was immediately there.

"Come here." he said "Can you sit down on the bench there?"

Donald managed to sit on the bench with Marks help wondering what Mark was
going to do.  Mark grabbed his trousers and slowly lifted first Donald's
right leg placing it in the gathered leg then his left leg.  He pulled them
up till they could go no further without Donald standing.  He then got
Donald's socks and put them with such gentleness that there was no pain.

As Mark did this he could see the marks on Donald's body, he felt sick but
knew to show it would upset Donald.  He looked up into Donald's face.  He
could see the sad eyes and pain etched brow.  He asked Donald to stand and
with his help he did.  This allowed Mark to pull up his trousers all the
way.  At this point Donald said something that was funny.

"It?s like your stripping me in reverse, aren't you meant to take the
clothes off when you want someone." Mark could only look and smile as he
held Donald T-shirt in his hands.

"Maybe once you are a bit better we can try that". Was all he said, with a
smile.

This whole exchange had been heard and seen by Mike and the others.  Mike
just smiled, as did coach.  Geoff wasn't sure what to do but knew he was
happy for both Donald and Mark.

They watched as Mark finally put Donald T-shirt on and got him into his
shoes.  He then said "Let's get you to the nurse just to be sure your ok".

Mike moved to one side of Donald as Mark got the other, Coach Strachan and
Geoff brought up the rear as they walk to the nurses office.

Mike and Coach took Donald in to the nurse and left Geoff and Mark outside.

"You ok" they said almost at the same time.

Geoff replied first "I can't believe I caused Donald to get hurt.  It
sickens me to think of Roger doing what he did and I caused it." then after
a pause continued "I'm glad Donald didn't get too hurt I only wish I could
have help more.  You were great, The way you were there for Donald.  I
think you will make him very happy."

This was the first time anyone had acknowledged hearing Donald and Marks
exchange.  Mark just looked at Geoff,

"Your my best mate Geoff, but that guy in there will be a lot more, I hope.
I've never flaunted my sexuality to anyone but I've known for a good few
years."

Geoff smiled and said, "Mate if he makes you happy I'm happy. I love you as
a brother so just take care."

They hugged each other just as the Coach and Mike with a slow moving Donald
came out again.

Mark pulled away looking at Donald "You ok?" then felt stupid for asking
such a dumb question.

Donald knew what Mark was asking.  He smiled at him and said, "I'm fine
really sore but nothing broken.  I'm still shaky and I have to see a
counsellor but I'll live, thanks to you."

Mark blushed.

Geoff piped up and said "Donald I'm sorry you got beaten it was my fault
and I did nothing to stop them, I hope you can forgive me." This said he
stood and headed to leave saying good bye to everyone.  Donald could see by
the look on his face he meant what he said, he could also see Mark was
upset with what Geoff had said.

Before Geoff could take step away Donald stopped him.  "Geoff why should I
forgive you?" He started, Geoff looked shocked and worried, Donald then
smiled his trademark smile. "I have nothing to forgive you for you didn't
beat me, you tried to stop them but they held you back.  All you did was
pick up the card, which anyone could have done. For that I forgive you"
then holding out a hand he said "Friends?"  Geoff took the hand, as he
shook it he started to weep.  He had been forgiven.

Donald then hugged Geoff before moving to Marks side.

Mark offered his hand as support which made everyone smile.

"Can I take you home?" Mark asked then realising what he had said blushed.

Donald smiled kissed his cheek and said "yes".

Both young men started to walk to the exit Mark his arm around Donald's
waist, in support, well that's was what they said was the reason.  They
stopped and turned to Geoff saying at the same time "You coming?"

Geoff could only smile as he headed off with them.  Two soon to be lovers
and their best friend.

Coach and Mike watching this exchange turned to one another and Coach
smiled at Mike "Do you remember our first date?"  Mike could only smile.
"Yes".

Epilogue.

Roger was expelled, then arrested for what he did that day.  The other
Jackals were suspended with a warning that any repeat would see them
expelled.

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