Date: Thu, 24 Dec 2020 00:22:15 -0500 From: Mark Arsenault Subject: I Woke Up 151 I Woke Up 151 by M.P. Arsent Copyright to this story remain strictly that of the author. No other publication or use of this story is allowed without the consent of the author. This story contains male on male sexual content both implied and explicit. If this offends you please do not continue. All characters and implied situations are strictly those of the author and are not based on any real life events or characters. If you are under 18 years of age please exit this story now. I welcome all responses to my stories. Please make sure that you list the name of the story in the email line. If your email is to alert me of misspelled words or improper punctuation or grammar save your time because it will be deleted. I hope you enjoy my vivid imagination. Please let me know what you think at mparsent@gmail.com and don't forget to donate to Nifty as they do an amazing job. Andros was front row center with as shit eating a grin on his face as possible when he saw that I noticed him. I had to put him out of my mind and concentrate on what I was here to do. Opening ceremonies were completed and I moved to my starting piece of apparatus, the pommel horse. I was up and into my routine, focused strictly on what I as doing. I had blocked the crowd noise and everything from my conciousness. I completed my routine and "stuck" my dismount. It was on to the vault. The first was a double somersault in tuck and I landed it with only a minor wobble. The other guy stepped out of his landing. The second vault was a double somersault with a twist and I landed that one solidly. AS usual I wasn't looking to the scoreboard at all. My mind had to be on what I was doing. On to the parrallel bars. I had a good swing up into my routine and just kept going as smoothly as I could and again "stuck" my dismount. Rings thankfully went the same way. Now we were at the high bar. I looked to Coach Warren to see if he waned me to throw the triple. He looked up at the board for a few seconds and then shook his head no. The triple would be saved for at least one more meet. I went through my high bar routine and did the double somersault dismount and again I wobbled but didn't step out of my landing. Which now left just the floor excercise. I watched my opposite number do his excercise and then I stepped up into place. The first moves completed I did my first tumbling run and landed the last backflip solidly and within bounds. I moved across the floor again and did my flair work and a few transitional moves to set up for my second tumbling run. The landing out of the final somersault was again good and solid. More floor elements and I finally moved to set up for my final tumbling run. Just before I started it I felt what seemed like a bee sting to my leg. I didn't let it bother me. I started my final tumbling run and about half way through it I started to feel a little woozy. I powered on through the wooziness and completed the run and landed with a bit of a wobble. I made my acknowledgements and then moved to get off of the mat. I stumbled down the stairs and fell into someones arms. "His leg is bleeding!" The next was a blur of paramedics and what not. "No drugs! I can't have anything show up in my systen until after I piss for the competition!" The wound, which appeared to only be a scratch, was cleaned and bandaged. While I was laying there Karls face came into focus along with Stimsons. "Check the tapes. Just before I started my final tumbling run I felt a sting to my leg." Stimson was off like a shot. Karl was just there holding my hand. The dizziness passed a few minutes later and they were ready to announce the standings. "Karl, I have to go stand with the team." "The hell you do! I'm sure they will understand." "No, not so much for the team as for Terameidies. He has to know that I'm not going to back down. Get me a pair of crutches or a cane or something so I can walk out there." Crutches were found and when the team was called out to stand I went right along with them. The guys from our college just started to cheer for all they were worth. The rest of the crowd stood and applauded. When the final standings were announced we had won the meet by the slimmest of margins and our guys stormed the floor. I was nearly knocked over. Soon enough the hubbub was over and that was when Andros moved towards me. It was all I could do to keep myself from clobbering him with one of the crutches. "A very good showing Mr Sawyer. I look forward to the next meet and the all states." "As do I sir." Eventually we were allowed to clear the hall and the formalities of the urine tests were taken care of and we all made our way back to our rooms to get changed and collect our things. Once we were on the bus Dana came to me. "Dennis, what the hell is going on?" Coach Warren was right behind him and nodded yes. "Remember the last meet where they forfieted? That was linked back to a gambling syndicate, and a certain individual. My family and I have apparently spoiled several enterprises of this individual,including that bank robbery a couple months ago. Now I suspect that he is taking his frustrations out on me as the last member of my family. I'm sorry that you guys are having to go through this." "And you didn't tell us because you didn't want to spook anybody." "Right. It wasn't an easy decision to make and Coach Warren has been aware for a while now." "Ok Dennis. I guess I can respect that. But I'm going to tell the team now and it should give them enough time to get thier heads around it before the next meet." "I hope so." "Going to tell me who this 'certain individual' is?" "Nope as I can't prove it beyond a shadow of a doubt and I don't need the slander or libel or whaever the hell it is suit for speaking ill of the guy." "Is that anything like what I don't know can't hurt me?" "Something like." I just sat where I was at the back of the bus with my leg up while Dana went and explained to the team. I got a few looks but nobody came back to say anything. We eventually got back to campus and I was the last one to hobble off of the bus to a few cheers. Karl was standing there along with Aiden, Gordon, and Pete, none of them looking to happy. I put up with the glad handing until Karl finally worked his way to me. "We are going somewhere quiet lover." "Yes we are I have a promise to keep." "You can't be serious?" "I most certainly can. Now the frat or are we headed off campus?" "Stimson is going to have a hemmorage." "Tough shit I want my lover and I want him now." Karls car was right there and he got me into it and we were off campus and drove for about 45 minutes to a neighboring town where we checked into the best hotel in town. A short time later we were in our room and our immediate needs had been satisfied. We had room service delivered and after our meal we settled down for a long night of satisfying each other. We had room service for breakfast and pushed the very limits of check out time as we both walked to Karls car a bit sorely. We got back to campus and I had a chance to relax for about an hour before I made may way out to the main gate of the college. It was 2 oclock and I waited at the main gate. I had made a promise to Paul and I wasn't about to back out. I waited for what seemed like hours but in reality was only minutes. 2:20 came and went and I thought Paul must have decided against this, which was alright with me. If he wasn't ready for the leap I sure as hell wasn't going to push him. 2:30 was now here and Paul hadn't shown up. I decided to give it a few more minutes. I was about ready to turn and head back to my room when I saw Pauls car slowly approaching the gate. He pulled up to the curb and stopped. I moved to the window which was already down. "Are you sure you want to go through with this Paul?" "I won't lie to you Dennis,I've been having second thoughts. Besides I heard what happened yesterday and if you're hurting I can understand." "I'm here Paul. We've given each other the chance to back out and both of us are still here. So are we going to do this or not?" "Get in Den." I got into the car and buckled up and Paul pulled away from the curb. "So where are we going?" "My house. The parents are on a three day weekend so I have it all to myself. We shouldn't be bothered." "Just remember that you can stop this at any point Paul." "I know Dennis but......I'm excited to try this. Does that sound weird?" "I think it would be weird if you weren't excited." We drove for about 15 minutes and finally pulled up to a fair sized ranch style building. "Well here it is home sweet home." We moved on into the house and settled in the living room for a bit. "How do you want to go about this Paul?" "What do you mean?" "Do you want to just get down to it or maybe try and make it a bit more....romantic or what?" "I hadn't thought about it really." "Then let's just ease into it then. I want you to have every oppurtunity to call it to a stop before it gets too uncomfortable for you." "I appreciate your taking it slow Den." I placed my hand on his thigh and slowly carressed him, slowly working my way higher along is leg. When I brushed a finger against his scrotum, Paul jumped in panic. "This won't do Paul. You're far to stressed to enjoy this if we go all the way. Tell you what. Lay flat on your stomach." "What are you going to do?" "I'm going to give you a massage and relax you some and also get you used to the feel of my hands along your body. Now breath deep and try to relax." I slid my hands up along his back and shoulder blades and gently started to massage Pauls back. He was wearing a jersey so after a bit I slid my hands up under it so that we had actual skin to skin contact. He tensed, but only for a second. "Roll over and let's get this shirt off." He did and I stared to carress his chest. Pauls hands came up and started to unbutton my shirt and his hands started to carress my chest. Slowly Pauls hands moved around to my back and he pulled me down to him so that we had skin to skin contact. His hands then moved to my head and he pulled me down into a tentative kiss,but his eyes were closed. "We should try that with your eyes open. There's no pretending this is something else Paul." Paul opened his eyes and looked at me and pulled me in once again. This time it wasn't so tentative and lasted for several seconds. Paul gently pushed me away and stood up. He offered me his hand and I took it as he led me towards what I assumed were the bedrooms.