Date: Fri, 27 Sep 2019 04:09:13 +0000 From: Brett Lord Subject: Corn Fed Gay- Chapter 21 Chapter 21 All advisements apply. Please contribute to Nifty. Senior Year The first month of Senior Year was pretty routine. The weather was still very warm. I missed the outdoor pool at Paxon. In just a month I had gotten very used to that feeling of freedom. With no boyfriend or direct fuckbuddy I was resigned to jerking off and I did as many times as I could a day. My focus was on school work and swimming. I was looking at every meet as a practice event for the state finals. I knew if I went top two at regionals, I would advance to the State swim meet. That was very exciting. Whenever I got the itch for a dick in my pussy, I called Zack. He was more than happy to hook-up with me. We usually met for dinner to talk and then we'd find a place to fuck our brains out. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jake I rolled over and looked at my love. Zander was just waking up. "Good morning sexy." "Morning Jake." I leaned in to kiss him. He kissed back. It was Saturday morning so we had time. I shifted under the covers to get on top of Zander. Still kissing I raised his legs and pushed my morning wood into his still we hole. We fucked before we went to sleep. My cum is still inside from last night. Zander moaned out loud as I bottomed out. I fucked him nice and slow. Just the way he likes it. All to soon I reached my morning orgasim. All sweaty I collapsed on Zand. Panting I said. "I love you Zand." "God damn Jake, I love you too." "I love having our own room." "Yep no little brothers walking in." Just then Jeremy open out door. "Ok guys breakfast is ready. Jesus Jake are you still inside Zander. Give that hole a rest. You're going to stretch it out." He closed the door. I pulled my shrinking wet cock from Zand's hole. I noticed his cum was smeared between us. "Let's get showered, I'm hungry." "I bet you are. Two orgasims in eight hours." "Ha, you love it." "I do." We showered and threw on some shorts. As we left our doorway. Bob's room at the end of the hall opened. He walked toward us in shorts like us. As usual his morning wood was leading the way. "Morning boys." "Good morning dad." "Morning Bob." He walked up between us and put his arms around our shoulders. He squeezed and said. "I love you boys so much." I reached beside me and grabbed his erection through the shorts. He grunted and looked at me. "You do that and you will have to pay for it." I grabbed him again and took off running across the house. "Have to catch me first big daddy." He liked it when I called him big daddy. He didn't follow me. I got to the kitchen. Zach was already at the table. He was a vacuum and ate everything Jeremy and Bob put on the table. He was always first at the table. I guess he was in a permanent growth spurt. He was approaching our height. I think he will be taller than us. Of course Bob was taller at 6'-2". Jeremy and I were as tall as our Father at 5'-10". Zander was about 5'-11". It was the beginning of October and fall was definitely in the air. Outside the trees were all changing color. We were in our soccer season at school. The end of our season was nearing. Our team was 7 and 2. It had been a good season. Zander and I agreed that we would attend Paxon next fall and tryout for the soccer team. I know Jeremy was nervous about the cost, but Bob reassured him that all would be ok. He had been saving for his boys and the nest egg from selling his company will pay for me. I know Jeremy didn't want to use Bob's money for me to go to school. I think Bob would win out. I love the house we live in. It took longer that expected to get Bob's x-wife out and into her own place. She had gotten even crazier. The Doctor's kept her medicated. Because of her condition she only see's Zander and Zach with a court approved chaperone. The guy's didn't like it. They loved their mother and it pained them to see her in the condition that she was in. Zach, it turns out is straight so his mother smothers him more than Zander when they are together. She is still homophobic towards Zander and Bob. Jeremy and I don't have any interaction with her. We are fine with that. We have our own fucked up family. Our parents do not speak to us at all. Once a year at Christmas we get a card from them. It's amazing what assholes parents can be for just being yourself. Anyway since it took longer to get her out of the house, Bob decided to do some remodeling before we moved. So we stayed crammed in the two bedroom apartment for another six months. When we moved it was amazing what he had done. He added private bathrooms to both kids bedrooms. He added on a den to the other end of the house and turned it into a hi-fi lounge. He had a massive vinyl collection. Bob was cool that way. The coolest room on the back of the house was a multi purpose space that had a sport court floor. Zander and I could kick around the ball or Zach could play basketball. The room had walls of glass so it was super light filled. It was a fantastic space to work out in. Bob already had a weight room before we moved in. We all spend time in there. Even little Zach worked out and he was turning into a strapping young man. He always has a girlfriend on his arm. I told Bob once that he needed to talk to Zach or he would be a grandfather way to early. So we were happy living in this amazing house. It wasn't stuffy, but modern and clean. On this lovely Saturday we were scheduled to go shopping for some warmer clothing. As well as winter gear. We planned to go on vacation over Christmas break. Bob and Jeremy were taking us to Whistler to go skiing and stuff. It was in Canada in British Columbia. That would be awesome. We hit the local mall and picked up stuff from several stores. Once done we headed to Dick's sporting goods at the end of the mall. We found the winter gear. Bob had us go try on the stuff, so Zand and I shared a changing room. We giggled and talked. I took off the pants and was left just in a grey jock. Zand looked me over and licked his lips. He dropped to his knees and yanked my jock down my legs. My dick wasn't hard yet. That didn't stop him from sucking my whole cock in his mouth. It felt so good I quickly got hard. I expanded in his mouth. He never back off. He sucked hard and fast. His efforts were rewarded as I shot a big rope of cum down his throat. Zander was a pro. He never coughed or gagged on my dick or cum. One of the many reasons I love him. He got up licking his lips. He kissed me sharing some of the load I had just released, "Did you enjoy yourself Zand?" "I did, thank you for that." "No thank you. That was an awesome surprise." "Come on we should get out of here." We returned to Jeremy and Bob. Jeremy gave me a knowing smile. I just smiled back. We paid out and then went to lunch. Bob treated us to Olive Garden. He was good to us. As the weeks passed our season wound down. It was getting colder and colder. Our final match was in snow flurries. That sucked. As luck would have it, the weather warmed a little. Our Sectional match it was about 50 degrees. We easily won both games. That sent us to Regionals. We won the first match but lost the final match. Our season was over. Most of us were happy to be done. This weather sucked. On an early Saturday in December Jeremy got a call. He looked at his phone and said dad was calling. What could he want. He answered and listened. He ended the call without saying much. He looked at me with tears in his eyes. "Jake that was dad. He said they found out this week that mom has stage 4 terminal brain cancer. The doctor gave her two months to live." That hit me like a ton of bricks. I didn't know how to respond. I had hated the woman ever since the sent me to military school over catching me with Brent. Now she was dying. I wanted to hurt for her and be compassionate, but I just couldn't let myself do that. "Jake do you have anything to say?" "I...I...don't know Jeremy." Bob overheard from the kitchen and came into the living room. He hugged me and said, "Sorry kiddo." He then went to Jeremy, sat down and held him. Jeremy had tears streaming down his face. I spoke up. "How can you be shedding a tear for her after all she has done to us?" He looked at me with disbelief. "Jake she is my mother. In the end what's been done is done." "Jeremy, I'm not so easy to forgive and forget." "I know kiddo, you were hurt badly by them. I want you to think this over for the next week. I will go for a visit next weekend. I want to encourage you to come with me." "Dream on dude. The only thing I'm going to do is dance on her grave." "Oh Jake I wish you wouldn't say that." "Sorry dude just speaking the truth." I got up and went to my room. Zand was in there studying, "Hey sexy what's up. I need a break from this Calculus book." "Hey Zand." I sat on the bed. "Jake what's wrong?" "Umm, Jeremy just got a call from our dad. "That's odd, what did he want?" "Ugh......he said my mother has brain cancer." "Oh my god, is it bad?" "He said it's terminal." "Holy Shit Jake that's horrible babe. Did he say how long she has?" "Yes he did, two months." "Oh babe I'm so sorry." Zand sat beside me and held me. I knew I should be sad, devastated, my mother is dying. I just couldn't get there. My hate and pain was blocking me. "Jake aren't you upset?" "Not really, I hate the woman for what she did to me. Jeremy was surprised I wasn't sad also. I'm so angry at her. She's going to hell for what she did." "Babe I know you're mad and hurting. Even though you don't show it most of the time. I can kind of get how your feeling. I am hurt and angry at mom for how she treats me over Zach, but if she were dying I think I would be torn up inside." "I hear what your saying. I need to go for a walk." I grabbed shoes and headed for the front door. Jeremy and Bob were still sitting on the couch. I know they watched me as I walked to the front door. I picked up my winter coat. "Jake where are you going?" "I need some air." "Oh, want some company." "No." Company was the last thing I wanted. I needed to be alone. I bundled up and headed outside It was a sunny and cold day. It had to be below freezing. I pulled gloves out of my pockets and tightened my scarf to buffer the breeze. I started walking down the street not really thinking about where I was going. I have never been able to get my head around how she could do what she did. How can a woman treat her son's this way. Her flesh and blood. We had been good kids to her and dad. They turned their backs to us. I wanted to hurt. I could feel it in my chest. It was mixed with all the pain and anger I was carrying with me. I realized I was at the highschool. I had wandered into the soccer field. I sat on the bleachers. They were cold, but it was ok. The sun was getting lower on the horizon. I sat quietly thinking through the pain and anger I felt for her. She was getting what she deserves. The hate she had for me ate away at her. That must have given her cancer. Yes, that's it. I sat there so long the sun was setting. I was about to get up and make my way back when I heard footsteps. Jeremy walked around the corner of the bleachers. "Hey Jake, are you ok?" "Hey Jeremy, I guess I am." "You were gone for so long I decided to come looking for you. God it's balls cold out here. Aren't you frozen." "I was getting ready to head back." I walked towards him. He held out his arms for a hug. We embraced. That was all it took. I broke down and started sobbing. Jeremy's arms tightened around me. I heard him say "That's it let it out." over and over. We stood there and cried for a good fifteen minutes. We finally parted I dried my eyes. "Come on Jake let's head home." "Oh god it's cold out here. Maybe I shouldn't have come here." "Well then it's a good thing I drove here." "Oh my god I love you!" "Ha ha, I know." We jumped into Jeremy's suv and he drove us home. I was starting to think about, if I could stand to go with Jeremy to visit my parents next weekend. It was asking a lot of me. I know I had every right to feel the way that I do. No one could fault me on that. The following week creeped by. The days at school seemed like they would never end. Jeremy had left me alone all week. On Friday morning during breakfast he asked the question. "Jake are you planning on coming with me tomorrow?" I honestly didn't know how to answer that question. "Jeremy I don't know yet." "Well decide. I'm leaving at 10am tomorrow morning." I didn't answer. I just sat and finished my breakfast. Zander, Zach and I walked to school like we usually do. We lived so close it didn't make sense to drive everyday. Sometimes Zach bitched that we were not using our licenses. We told him when he can drive it's his choice. They went by ok. I wasn't really present in my classes. Jeremy's question was foremost on my mind. That night I was mostly quiet. I only answered questions asked directly to me. Everyone left me alone to think and process. When I woke Saturday morning it was about 8 am. I cleared the sleep from my eyes and instantly knew what I was doing. I would join Jeremy today. I didn't have to show any emotion or talk to her. At breakfast I told Jeremy was joining him. He was happy. At 10 am we started our trip north. I was just over an hour car ride. I was nervous and it increased the closer we got to the home we had grown up in. To the point that I was shaking when we got out of the car outside the house. Jeremy saw and grabbed me and hugged me. "Calm down kiddo, you don't have to talk if you don't want to." "I know Jeremy, I don't know why I came with you." "Kiddo you knew it was the right thing to do. Come on." He grabbed my hand and pulled me to the front door. Jeremy rang the doorbell. Dad opened the door. I could see the genuine surprise on his face at the sight of both his son's standing in the doorway. He smiled at us. I felt physically ill. "Hi boys, come in, come in." "Hey dad, how are ya." Jeremy said. We entered the house. The smell was familiar. Dad hugged Jeremy first. The dad came towards my as his arms wrapped around me I went rigid. Dad squeezed me in a hug and said in my ear. "It's so good to see you Son." As he pulled away I gave him a weak smile. "Ok boys mom is in the family room." We went into the family room. A fire was roaring in the fireplace. It was cozy in here. Mom was propped up in a recliner with a blanket over her. She looked bad. Her eyes were sunken in and she had lost a lot of weight. She really looked sick. I sat on the couch at the opposite end of the room. Jeremy went over and knelt down to mom eye level. They started talking quietly. Her voice was very weak. I wondered if she would survive two months in this shape. I glanced to Dad who was standing in the doorway. He was sobbing quietly. I felt bad for him. As much as I hated her, she was his wife and this had to absolutely suck. He had to watch her waste away. I wouldn't wish that on anyone. Jeremy came over and sat next to me. I glanced from him to mom. She looked directly at me. I looked straight through her. I would not give her the satisfaction of catching me in a weak moment. What was happening sucked, but she had made her choices and now had to live with the consequences. I got up and headed to the kitchen. I heard Jeremy talking to dad. It was all about mom's condition. I got out a glass to get some water. Dad came in the kitchen. "Jeremy is saying goodbye to your mother." "Ok." "Do you want to son?" "Nope I'm good." "Son she has changed." "I'm supposed to forgive her for what happened just because she's sick and dying." "I know it's hard." "Damn right it's hard and who are you to think you are absolved of what happened. You are just as much to blame as she is. You could have stopped all the pain she was causing." "I know son. I was a coward for so long." Jeremy came to the kitchen door. "Well I hope you are happy now. You have to live with your choices." "Ready to go Jake." "Yes." I said looking directly at dad. He looked broken and sad. He followed us out to Jeremy's suv. He hugged Jeremy first and said something to him. Then he wrapped arms around me. He whispered in my ear "I am so very sorry for what happened to you son." He released and looked me in the eye. I got in the vehicle. Jeremy rolled down the window. "Boys I will keep you posted on mom's health." "Thanks dad." Jeremy said. It was a quiet ride back home. Once home, I went to my room and laid on the bed. I quietly sobbed. I was so conflicted over what to feel. Zand came in and laid next to me. He wrapped his arms around me. That caused me to cry harder. I fell asleep. I woke to hear Zand tell Jeremy that I was asleep. Jeremy said to let me be. It was lunch time and I wasn't hungry. Zand left me in bed, but covered me with a blanket. When I came to the clock said 4:30 pm. Damn I slept for a long time. I went to our bathroom. My eyes were red and irritated from the crying. I splashed water on my face. I dried and went out to the living room. Everyone was sitting on the sectional. I sat beside Zand. He put his arm around me. "Kiddo are you ok?" Jeremy said He looked as bad as I felt. "Yeah. I'm ok." "Ok gang why don't we go out for pizza and a movie." "That sounds great Bob. I'm starved." "I bet, you skipped lunch kiddo. Ok boys go get cleaned up and we will head out." I got up and Jeremy came over to give me a hug. A tight hug. "I know today was not easy for you. I can see how much pain and suffering you hold. You have to try to get past it Jake. I love you little bro." "I love you too Jeremy." We went out and had a fun family evening. The next morning I felt much better and horny. So I fucked the cum out of Zand. Just the way he likes. The next week moved on somewhat faster. I was slowly accepting the fact that my mother was dying. I wasn't quite as mad as I had been. On Thursday evening Jeremy told me Dad had called and he had taken mom to the hospital because she couldn't keep anything down. She was throwing up everything dad gave her to eat. I knew she didn't have long till the end. Sunday evening Dad called Jeremy. It had happened. She was gone. Jeremy cried out into the phone. Bob quickly entered the room and sat with Jeremy, and held him tight. He took the phone from Jeremy and finished the conversation. Bob is a fantastic guy. He had never spoken to dad before today. He dealt with the crisis. When he finished he told us. "Ok guys your Dad said he was going to try to plan the viewing for Friday evening and the funeral for Saturday morning. He said he would keep us posted on the times." "Thank you my big teddy bear." Jeremy buried his face in Bob's wide chest. After that Jeremy got up and came over to sit with me. He wrapped his arms around me. I turned and put my head in his chest. I let go and the tears flow. My heart hurt for mom. I still hated her, but the thought of not being there was more than I could handle. I collapsed into Jeremy. He just held on. We cried and cried until I simply couldn't cry anymore. I was empty. Bob, Zand, and Zach all held us in their arms and consoled us. Bob cooked us a light dinner. Jeremy and I weren't hungry. We sat there while the others ate dinner. "Guys I think you should take the week to deal with this." "Yeah I agree Bob. Jake you don't have to go to school this week. I will call the school and let them know what happened. Zander will you bring home Jake's homework? I will arrange it through the office." "Sure thing Jeremy." Zander held my hand under the table. He would squeeze it once in a while. "Jake I am going up Tuesday to help Dad. You can come with me or drive up separately." "I think I will drive up seperately Jeremy. I will probably drive with with Bob on Friday." "Oh ok, I understand." Bob spoke up. "You heard that boys. We are all going to pay our respects and to support Jeremy and Jake. We will go up Friday afternoon and we'll get a hotel in town for the night. Then we will come back when it's all done." The week progressed quickly. Jeremy went to help Dad on Tuesday. There was no way I wanted to sleep in that house. I would stay with Bob and the boys. I had a lot of time to reflect. I spent my weekdays alone at the house. Bob went to work and Zand and Zach were at school. I had kinda come to peace with my feelings. Mom did what she did because of her beliefs. I didn't agree with those beliefs and that was ok. I didn't have to agree with it. It doesn't change the fact of what happened and the pain it caused. Bob pulled Zander and Zach out of school at noon on Friday. We packed up and left for the viewing. I was nervous and sad at the same time. I was going to see my mother in a casket. Even though I haven't seen her much in the last couple of years. This would be the very last time I would be able to see her. I was quiet as Bob talked to his boys. Soon enough we arrived at the funeral home. I remembered where it was in town. Everyone used this facility when someone died. We parked and headed inside. We were about an hour early. Bob said it was by design. When we got in, I saw Jeremy and Dad sitting in chairs at the back of the sanctuary. I walked up to them. Jeremy got up to hug me. "I'm so glad you are here finally." I just smiled at him. Dad got up next and pulled me into a hug. "I'm so thankful my boys are here. I can't do this without you." "I'm sorry I didn't come up earlier dad." "It's ok son, You had to deal with your pain in your own way. That was alone, but your here now. That's all that matters. Jeremy introduced Dad to Bob and Zander and Zach. They all shook hands, Bob gave dad his condolences. I on purpose had not looked to the front of the room. I didn't want to make it real. Jeremy came up to me and took my arm to turn me around. I didn't move. Jeremy whispered in close. "Jake you have to turn around. She can't hurt you anymore." "I don't want to see her." "Come on kiddo, I will be right beside you the whole time." He tugged again and I slowly started to turn. I first thing I saw was the beautiful cherry wood casket. It was surrounded by hundreds of flowers arrangements. Obviously people didn't know the real her. I guess she managed to hide her evil side to them. Next my eyes focused on mom lying in the casket. I couldn't breathe and I felt light headed. I stopped walking. "Jake what's wrong. Oh my god, let's sit." He sat me in a chair. "Put your head between your legs. Breathe slowly." I slowly took air into my lungs. Slowly but surely my breathing returned to normal. "Holly shit what was that Jeremy?" "I think you had a panic attack." "Wow that was scary." "I bet. Can we try again? Zander come over here." "What ya need Jeremy? Oh, Jake what's wrong?" "Jake had a little panic attack when he saw mom. Zander will you help me get Jake to the casket?" "Of course Jeremy. Jake let's try this." I slowly got up and Jeremy and Zand each held onto an arm to steady me. We walked up to the casket. Mom looked so peaceful. The mortician had done an excellent job making her look like her. This was the sweet mom I remember. I started to weep. I couldn't keep it in any longer. Jeremy and Zand both comforted me. The day progressed. A large crowd came for the viewing. I saw a lot of people I had not seen in years. Most were happy to see me. A few didn't even look at me and Jeremy. They only talked to Dad and mom's sister Julie. She arrived just before the viewing started. I had quite a surprise when I spotted Brent and his mother standing in line. When they got up to us they both hugged Jeremy and I and gave us their condolences. It was good to see Brent but given what today was I didn't have much time to reflect. He did look amazing in his shirt and tie. I could see he had been working out a lot. His chest was very defined under his dress shirt. As he moved down the line I got a good look at his ass that filled out the pants very well. Brent was a true stud and catch. Slowly the crowd died down. At 8pm the funeral director closed the doors and we had a family meeting. The next morning was covered and planned. Jeremy and I would be pallbearers with a couple of our cousins. Everyone got ready to leave. "Jake are you coming back to the house tonight?" "Um I think I will just go to the hotel with Bob and the boys. Are you coming to the hotel?" "I better stay with dad. This has hit him hard. I will see you in the morning." Jeremy hugged and kissed everyone on our family. Dad came over to hug me. "Son, I'm so glad you could be here. I love you kiddo, see ya in the morning." "Sure thing Dad." We left and headed for the hotel in town. Bob checked us in. We got to the room that had two queens. "Zach you sleep with me and let the boys have that bed." "I'm going to take a shower. I need to be alone for a few minutes." "I'll be right here Jake in case you need me." I got in the hot shower and let it wash over my tired body. Finally being alone I took stock of my day. I still can't believe that was my mom in the casket. Tomorrow we bury her. Tears started to fall. I sat on the shower floor and let the water run over me as I cried. I don't know how long I was in the shower, but I was pruning. I dried and brushed my teeth. I put on a pair of sleep pants and went back to the room. "Everything ok Jake?" Bob asked. "Yes as good as it can be." I was very relaxed from my shower. I got into bed with Zand. We rolled on our sides and he wrapped his arm around me. It felt good to be held. We drifted off to sleep. The next morning we were awoken by Bob and Zach moving around getting showers and stuff. "Come on boys. Up and at em. Go ahead and put your suits for the day on. We'll be checking out when we leave for the funeral." "Ugh...what time is it?" "It's 8:30. Get dressed and we will go for breakfast." Zand and I got up and took a morning piss. That helped our morning wood a little. There wasn't time to get off so we got dressed. We looked good in our suits. So did Bob and Zach. Bob took us to Cracker Barrel. That was a nice treat. Bob was so good to us. We arrived at the funeral home. A large crowd was being seated. We were ushered to the front. Jeremy and Dad both hugged me and Zand. Zand and I sat. Followed by Dad and then Jeremy, Bob, and Zach. The Preacher began the service and talked about how wonderful mom was. Such a caring person. Bullshit, I didn't know who he was talking about. Then he said something that caught my attention. "She did right by the Lord and banished the evil from her life so she could live in the light of God." Did he really just say that about us while we are sitting here. I tensed, Zand grabbed my hand. "Don't do it." he said under his breath. I guess he knew me well. I saw Jeremy lean forward and look at me. I ignored him. The service finished and the pallbearers were called up. After all the attendees paid their final respects. The Preacher closed the coffin. We picked her heavy ass up and carried it to that weird long car. We followed Dad and Jeremy to the cemetery. We had a long line of cars following us. There was a tent set up over the grave site. We were sat in the front row. Bob, Zand, and Zach sat in the second row. I really wanted Zand beside me. Jeremy would do. The service and burial continued. I noticed the Preacher kept glancing at Jeremy and I. I would just stare back at him. I was not afraid of his fire and brimstone bullshit. He was the reason my mother treated me the way she did. Dad too. Brent ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The fall had been good to me. My family was happy. I was doing well in swimming and school. We were undefeated to date in the pool. I had continued to shave milliseconds off my time. Coach had me on a very strict workout and diet that he consulted with my coach at Paxon. My muscle definition had increased. Zach and I continued to meet up once every couple weeks for a good needed fuck. He had noticed my definition and was totally getting off on it when we were together. Monday in early December I had a meet at a neighboring school system. Mom and Dad couldn't attend this meet because they had a meeting to go to at mom's school. I took first in every individual and relay race I was in. No one at this school was able to keep up with me. We blew them out of the water. When I got home Mom and Dad were already home. I told them about the meet and my day. When finished Mom told me she saw in the newspaper obituaries that the Mills lady had died. "You mean Jake's mom? OMG that's terrible." "She wasn't a very nice person son." "I know, I remember what she did to Jake and I." "The paper said the viewing was on Friday evening and funeral was Saturday morning in case you want to go." "Hmm, I might go mom, to support Jake and his brother." "Ok Brent, let me know and I will go with you. I was thinking viewing and not the funeral." "That sounds good to me mom." I went about my business and schedule for the week. On Friday I made arrangements with coach to work out longer on Saturday so I could go to the viewing. Mom and I got ready and went to the funeral home about 6pm. Inside there was a long line. I guess they knew a lot of people. I spotted Jake and Jeremy at the other end of the line. Mom and I chatted about nothing. I knew in the back of my mind that we would have to do this for grandma or grandpa in the next few years. I wasn't looking forward to that. Mom knew a few of the people in line and made small conversation with them. Soon enough we got up to the front of the line. Jake looked good. He had filled out quite a bit since I had seen him last. He was a teenage hottie. If he was still with Zander then he was lucky. Jake spotted me and smiled. I gave him a smile in return. Just before we got to the front of the line mom whispered in my ear. `Kiddo Jake looks good." "Mom stop it, but yes he does." I was looking in Jake's eyes. "Jake...I am so sorry for you loss." "Brent omg, I can't believe your here. Thank you for coming." "Of course. When mom saw it in the paper, I knew we needed to come." I pulled him into a hug. I felt him sobb a little. "So sorry." We separated and he had tears in his eyes. I hugged Jeremy and gave him my condolences. I shook his dad's hand and gave my condolences. We quickly went by the casket. She looked like the same evil woman only a little skinnier. I suppose she lost weight when she was sick. We left and went on with our evening. Several times during the semester Chase and I hung out, went to a movie or just had dinner. He was becoming a good friend. It was too bad we didn't go to the same school. The end of the semester came and went. Christmas was good and New Year's was good. My parents and sister went on the annual snowmobiling trip to Northern Michigan. I as usual stayed home for the invitational swim meet my school puts on. The invitational meet at my school was on a Saturday. I was having a good morning I had already taken three first places in my events. My team was dominating the other five teams in attendance. I had taken a seat with my team as we waited for the diving competition to start. It always started in the middle of the meet. I was minding my own business when a guy on the other side of the pool caught my eye. He was tall with dark hair. He was fit and looked good in his black and red speedo. He was sitting with his ream. His eyes locked on mine. I smiled at him and he returned it. I decided to be brave and adventurous. I flexed my neck toward the locker room. He smiled bigger and nodded his head. I got up and started walking that way. I looked over and he had as well. I got butterflies in my stomach, I was just hoping he was a top. I needed a good fuck. We got to the door at the same time. I winked at him and he smiled. Once in the door I turned and said. "I'm Brent." "Cool I'm Tommy." "Cool let's head to a stall." "Awesome dude." We headed to the bathroom area and went to the handicap stall. I turned to look at him. "You top man?" "Fuck yes, turn around let me see that sweet ass." I turned and Tommy grabbed my speedo and yanked it down. Before I could speak he was on his knees and dove face first into my ass. Tommy had a talented tongue. I gasped as his tongue probed my hole. He continued throughly lubing my pussy. "Dude you gotta fuck me, now." He came up for air. "Yes dude let me have it. That is one sweet hole, smooth and tight." Tommy spit on his hand and lubed his cock. I looked back to see how big his cock was. It looked super hard and was about 7" and thick. He lined up his cock with my hole and applied pressure. I sighed at the familiar feeling. My pussy began to open for him as he pushed in. He kept going and stopped when I felt his short pubes touch my ass. I moaned out. "Fuck your ass is perfect, dude. So tight and smooth." "Thanks, I call it my pussy." "Oh man that's hot dude." He began to move in and out of me. "Fuck my pussy Tommy. Fuck me hard." He complied and fuck harder and faster. I moaned as he moved in and out of me. I was jerking my own hard dick. All too soon Tommy announced he was close to cumming. He was panting with each thrust and cried out when he exploded in my hole. I was close. As he was coming down he pulled out. I clamped my hole shut. "Turn around I want your cum." "Oh god I'm close. Suck my cock." He quickly inhaled my hard dick. As he sucked on me I rubbed finger against my pussy lips. That was all it took I released my cock in his wanting mouth. "Oh fuck I'm cumming. Suck it out of me." He sucked and licked my sensitive dick. He let me go and stood up. We smiled at each other. As we pulled up our speedos. Someone from the stall next to us said. "Guys that was unbelievably hot. Thanks for the show." Shit I didn't even notice anyone had joined us. "Fuck Brent that was awesome. Thanks for the fuck. I feel so much better now." "No problem Tommy. I needed a good fucking. Love how thick your cock is." "Oh thanks, I usually get that comment from guys I've fucked. Your hole is amazing. Smooth and tight. It pulled my dick right in. He he your pussy knew what it wanted." "Ha ha, yeah I guess it does." "Come on we should get back to the pool." "Absolutely." We quickly kissed before exiting the stall. There were a few guys standing in the bathroom. All had erections in their speedos. They all clapped. One of them was Chase. I went over and hugged and kissed him. "Were you the one in the stall next to us?" "Ha, you know it. I would never miss one of your shows." "Oh I put on shows now? "I like to treat them that way." We both laughed and turned to leave the locker room. The day progressed and I felt like a lot of the swimmers were watching me. I guess the rumors of my discretions in the bathroom were getting around. At the end of the day we were victorious. As I expected, we seemed to be unstoppable. This is a great senior year swim season. My times were continuing to improve incrementally with each meet. I am sure coach was communicating with Paxon on my improvements. Jake --------------------------------------------------------------------------- We finished out the fall semester. A week before Christmas Dad called Jeremy. He made it known that with mom gone he didn't want to be alone for the holiday's. After the call Jeremy and Bob had a big conversation in private. Later that evening Jeremy came to me and said that he and Bob had decided that if it was ok with me, they would invite Dad to spend Christmas with us. I said I was ok with it as long as he behaved himself. Jeremy assured me he would warn dad. Christmas arrived and dad arrived at about 10am. He entered the house. I have to say Bob knew how to decorate. Our house was like a christmas village. There was literally holiday shit everywhere. I think dad was in awe. He was looking all around. He hugged Jeremy and myself wishing both of us a Merry Christmas. We had a great day with dad and our family. That evening before dad left he pulled us aside. "I want to talk to you boys." "Um, ok dad" Jeremy answered for both of us. "Boys losing your mother was the hardest thing I have ever been through. I will miss her till the day I die. With her gone I want to right some wrongs. I was never in agreement with how your mother treated you. I am so sorry for what you have been through. I want both of you to know how much I love you. I am thrilled to see the family you have made here. I really hope I can be a part of it in the coming years. I know it will take time for you to trust me, especially you Jake. I will put in the work to get us there. Because at the end of the day you are my family and I am your father. We need to be a family again. I can't forgive your mother for what she did to us. As I have said I was a coward in her shadow. I feel like I am finally awake boys." "Thanks for saying that dad. I appreciate your words. I would love to have you around more. You can't know how much I missed my dad. I have gotten used to you not being here. Bob has done a good job, but I want you in my life dad." "Thank you Jake I love you so much kiddo." He pulled me into a hug. I shed a few tears and so did he. We had a successful christmas and reconnected with dad. It was a good day. Brent ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ In Late January my papers for Paxon registration for next fall arrived. It consisted of papers for school registration, housing forms, and dining options and preferences. A second group of papers dealt with joining the swim team. There were tons of insurance forms to fill out. We took a weekend to get everything processed and filled out. After that was done Paxon became very real. Even more real that spending a month on campus last summer. A few weeks after all the information was sent back my parents got a call from Coach Russell. I was told they talked about my grades, coaches expectations, and life at paxon as a freshman. The spring semester got under way. It was a cold winter with lots of snow. We missed several days of school because of blizzard conditions. As we arrived at the end of our undefeated season everyone was a buzz about our prospects at sectionals and beyond. As with any year the weather warms and the snow melts. Spring arrives and so do swimming sectionals. We expected to come out on top this year. On a Saturday in early March we gathered at the host school system for our sectional meet. Twelve teams were here to compete. The pool was crowded. As with other years the meet was into heats since there were so many competitors. I was swimming in the 50, 100, 200, and the 400 relay. It was a busy day. Swim in a heat and then hopefully in a final. My family was in the stands watching today. It always made me feel good to have their support. I sailed through my 50 freestyle heat. After two heats I was seated in the number one spot. At 23.25, which was a good time for me. The 50 finals race was called. Chase didn't make it into the finals. I was in lane 3 I looked over to lane 4. The dude was fucking hot. He was ripped in a tiny speedo. He had a sizable bulge. Ok focus. I'm here to race. Hot boys can wait. We were told to take our marks. We were off. We sailed down and back. The race was a blur. I didn't have time to even think about what I was doing. At the end I just out touched lane 4. I looked at the board I was at 22.95. "Hot damn my best time ever. Lane 4 was in 2nd at 22.99. It was a tight race. I hauled my spent body out of the pool. Coach and my team congratulated me. I sat and rehydrated for my next race. A little later They called my 100 freestyle heat. I had been swimming this at roughly 52.92 the last half of the season. Today I needed to see if I could push it to the next level. I needed to get to or below 52.50. If I swim smart I know I can do it. We were on the block and told to take our marks. We were off the block like lighting. Down and back two times. I was leading with a lane on each side close behind. I was swimming smart. Keeping my breathing to a minimum. Using my turns efficiently. We touched the wall. I looked up gasping for air. My lane number 3 was first at 52.65. Damn almost there. Lane 4 was 2nd at 52.72 and lane 1 was 3rd at 52.83. The three of us were on to the finals. I realized Chase was in land 1. I went over to him. "Damn dude that was a fast race. You did awesome. Finals dude." "Man Brent, I know. That kicked my ass, but we got there." I went back to my team bench. Coach was happy with my time. I told him where I wanted to be. I would get there in the finals. I know I was stronger than I was last year and of course the Paxon swim camp gave me lots of pointers to make me faster. I was using all of it to my advantage. No doubt Chase was too since he was under the 53 mark. The meet broke for lunch and then diving took place, so I had some time. I decided to get some fuel. I grabbed some food with a few teammates. Just as I sat down I spotted Tommy across the cafeteria. Somehow, it must have been divine intervention hat he turned and looked at me at that moment. I know I blushed when I smiled and he smiled back. My dick twitched at his smile. Once we finished lunch we were leaving the cafeteria when Tommy came up beside me. "Hey sexy." He whispered in my ear. "Hey Tommy, How have you been?" The two of us broke off from my teammates. "Can I interest you in a fuck." "Hmmm, I think that sounds fantastic." "Let's head to the locker room." We headed through the gym and went in the opposite end of the locker room. We found the bathroom area and went to the big stall. Tommy spun me around and had my warm-ups and speedo at my ankles before I knew what happened. There was no pretenses this guy was all about fucking. Tommy spit and lubed his cock. He gave my hole a wad of spit. He lined up and pushed in. I let out a sigh as his cock pushed in and bottomed out. "Oh god damn that's good. Fuck my hole dude." "Fuck yes that ass is perfect. So tight and smooth." "Oh my god you feel so good." "Yes I do, now shut your mouth slut. Stick that ass out and take it." God this fucker is good a fucking. Tommy built up speed and pounded my hole hard. He was hitting my prostate on a regular rhythm. I wasn't going to last very long like this. His motion was getting ragged. I knew he was close. I was close, so close I could feel it building. He pounded hard a couple more times. "Fuck I'm cumming." My cock shot it's load toward the toilet. My ass must have tightened on his cock. "God damn I'm cumming. Take my seed slut. Fuck that's hot. Your ass is fucking amazing." He pulled out. My ass dripped a little. I tightened my hole to keep as much cum in as possible. I stood up and turned around. Tommy was a good looking guy. Dark hair and dark features, about the same height as me. He had excellent shoulders and a tight core. He pulled up his speedo and pants. I did the same thing. "Thanks that was awesome. I enjoy your dick Tommy." "Yes that was wicked fun. You are fantastic. You will make some guy a lucky man." He leaned in and kissed me. We played tonsil hockey for a while. We pulled apart and left the stall. I laughed, just like with our invitational meet, Tommy and I had audience. The guys clapped as we left the bathroom. After one more kiss we parted and went back to the meet and our teams. The diving competition was just finishing up. The officials called a twenty minute warm up. I went through a quick warm up routine. After I went and sat to watch. When they called the 100 Butterfly I noticed Tommy mounting a block. He was in Lane 4. I was looking at him, God he was a hottie. From this angle I could see all of him. They were off the blocks and into the pool. I soon learned that he was good. He was top 3 going into the first turn. Throughout the race it was Tommy and Jack from my school that fought for first place. They were both good. Right to the last touch they were neck and neck. In the end Jack from my school won out. .003 was all that separated the two of them. They were both on to the finals for the 100 fly. Next was the prelims for the 100 backstroke. After that was my heat for the 200 freestyle. It was time for my heat, we were on the blocks for 200 free, then with a beep we were in the pool. This was down and back eight times. I didn't move quite as quickly this time as I needed to save a little energy for the duration of the race. For the first four laps I didn't worry too much about leading the pack. When I checked I was leading ,but only barely. The two lanes on either side of me were close behind. I decided to turn it on at the fourth turn. The halfway point in the race. I did after that turn and quickly pulled away from my competition. I noticed that lane 4 had turned it on as well and was keeping up. I stayed ahead and on the last two laps I raced as hard as I could to decrease my time. I touched first followed closely by lane 4. I looked at the board. 1st lane 3, time of 2.07. 2nd lane 4, time of 2.08. I was on to the final later this afternoon. I had two races before my relay heat. I sat with my team and waited and rested. Tommy took 1st in the 100 fly. Jack took 2nd. Our team relay was next. We were comprised of the same group of guys that did so well last season. We were all in the same class. Being seniors this was our last sectional meet. I was set to swim last because of my 100 time. Our first guy was off. I watched carefully as he stayed neck and neck with his five other competitors. Our second guy was off the block. We watched as he started to pull ahead. Our third guy was off the block. He had a decent lead. I prepared for my leg of the race. He touched and I was off. I turned it on the see how far ahead I could get us. When I touched the wall I was a good 15 yards ahead of second place. We had our best time to date. 1st place, lane 3, time of 3:33. Coach congratulated us on a good race. I returned to the bench and rested up for my final in the 100 free. My team was pretty excited. Cumulative points totals had us so far on top and about 18 points ahead of the nearest competition. Before long they called to 100 free final race. I wanted to go under 52.30 heading into Regionals. This is that race to do it. Coach walked up to me. "Brent You figured out how to do it in the prelims. Swim smart and swim efficiently. Do that and you will be where you want to be. "Thanks coach I will do my best." The announcer called my final. I got into place and we were off. I hit the water and was off. No time to think, just stay focused. I let my body do what it did in the last 100 race. I made my turns efficient and focused my breathing at the turns. We were neck and neck. I slowly pulled away. On the last lap I didn't even think about what my body needed. I just raced for my life. Like a flash we hit the wall. The race was over. I think I won but it wasn't clear. Gasping for air, I looked at the scoreboard. That's right fuckers I did it. I fucking did it. Lane 3 in 1st place with a time of 52.28. 2nd was right behind me in lane 4 at 52.36. Coach reached and pulled me out of the water. He hugged me. "Brent you did it son. That was amazing. You are totally Paxon material. I videoed that race and I am sending it to coach Russell." "Thank you coach, I can't believe I did that." I said my chest still heaving. "You did and you deserve it. You have worked so hard since your accident. It's paid off. You also carried the team to what will be Sectional Champs. The whole team worked hard, but there were a few standouts." We had two final races and then it was the relay final. We each swam our turn and as expected we won with a time of 3:30. Once again our best time to date. With that win Sectional was over. We had won. The team parents sprung for the team to go to dinner together and celebrate. It was a good time for all. With sectionals over we looked forward to Regionals. I was qualified in the 50 free, 100 free, 200 free, and the 400 relay. It was a full docket for one person. Three of us had qualified. We had a guy going in 100 individual medley and one more in the 100 backstroke. The two weeks between sectionals and regionals was quick. We practiced hard. I could tell my parents were proud of me. They had been at every meet in the second half of the season. Regionals this year was at Paxon. On a Saturday in late March we gathered at the indoor natatorium at the rec center. The five of us found our spot to camp for the day. Shortly after arriving Coach Russell found me. I hadn't even really considered I would see him. This was his pool after all. "Hello Brent, how's it going? "Good coach. How have you been?" "I'm doing well. We've had a great season this year. I have a good group of guys swimming for me. I'm excited to have your group here next fall. "Awesome coach, I'm excited to get here." "Are you keeping your grades up?" "Yes sir, I have an A average right now." "That's great son. Good grades and your doing very well in the pool." "Yes I have been busy this year." "Well good luck today Brent. I will be watching to see how it goes." Well that adds some stress. Nothing like having to perform for your future coach. So at the Regional meet the top two placings go on the State meet. I won't go into great detail, but by the end of the day I had placed 3rd in the 50 free with a time of 22.75. I went 2nd in the 100 free at 52.25. The 200 free had me at 3rd with a time of 2.06. As predicted our 400 relay team went 1st at 3.25. We had set a pool and regional record. Coach was beyond ecstatic. It was a good day. I was heading to the State meet in two events, the 100 and 400 relay. Coach Russell found me at the end of the day. He shook my hand. "Brent that was a pretty fantastic performance today. It helps to see that I made the right decision recruiting you to my team." "Thank you Coach. Today was challenging. I'm excited to be part of the team." "Well it will be here before you know it. I received all your paperwork for your freshman year." "Sounds great Coach." The State Meet was the second Saturday in April. Coach had us working out and practicing hard for the two weeks in between Regionals and the State meet. I had to meet up with Zack a couple times for some stress relief. It's amazing how a good fucking can cut your stress. I was becoming aware that I had nearly two months of high school left. That was exciting and a little scary at the same time. Next fall I will be starting a new chapter. In early April mom started planning my graduation party. She was planning a big hog roast the day before graduation. I thought it was a little overkill when two hundred invitations went out to family and friends, but that's what she wanted. After All this party is more for her than me, even though it was in my honor. The day of the State meet arrived. As usual we all gathered in Indianapolis at the Indiana Paxon University natatorium. The 100 freestyle was midday. The 400 relay was late in the day. I had prepared for so long to get here. I owed it to myself to do well. I needed to succeed for all the people that have helped me along the way. I had settled in to watch the meet with my teammates when Jimmy walked up to me. He had on just a pair of gym shorts over his speedo and no shirt. He looked good. He had obviously worked hard during the school year. His chest and arms had grown and his abs were more defined. Damn boy! "Hey Brent how's it going?" "Jimmy, it's good man." as I stood up to hug him. "The year has been good to you man." "Thanks, same to you. Damn, your a stud." "Ha ha, that's what a few guys have told me. Oh, David is here also." "Seriously, that's great. Are you guys from the same area?" "Same area, competing schools. We swam against each other twice. During the regular season and at sectionals." "Very cool, What are you guys swimming?" "I'm here in the 200 free. David is in the 100 backstroke." "That's awesome, congrats to you guys." "What are you swimming?" "I'm in the 100 free and the 400 relay." "Nice two events." "Yeah we've had a wicked season." "Tell me about it. After swim camp I was able to do and move a lot faster." "Yes dude, same here." Jimmy leaned in close and whispered. "Dude do you want to get with David and I. We both need to unload." "Oh man, fuck yeah. I'm in. I will even donate an asshole to be used." "Wicked meet us in the locker room in thirty minutes." He kissed my cheek and turned to leave. Hot damn I'm gonna get some. That should help my stress level. I waited thirty minutes and then headed to the locker room. When I got there I saw Jimmy standing in the doorway to the restroom. He smiled at me. I looked around, but didn't see David. Just then I felt a pair of hands on my ass. I turned to see David standing there in just a pair of shorts Just like us. He looked damn good. "Hey David, looking good, dude." "Hey Brent same to you." I pulled Jimmy and David to me. I started by kissing David. Jimmy kissed both of us as his hands rubbed our backs down to our asses. Just then we heard "Fags". We pulled apart and looked. A guy around our age had just entered the locker room. Jimmy said, "What did you say?" "You heard me you guys are dirty fags." David spoke up. "Hey dumb ass are you really saying that to three buff guys. We can so kick your ass." "I'm not afraid you you. Fags go to hell." "Oh god he's just a bible banger guys. Not worth our time. Maybe he's a closet case and wants to join us." "No way dirty faggots." "That word is so last year. Dude go back to church and cower before God with the other losers." He turned and left. I looked at Jimmy and David. Jimmy said, "Damn Brent that was effective dude. You guys still want to do this?" David answered for me with a "Fuck yeah." Jimmy and David took my hands and lead me to the restroom. We went to the handi-cap stall. Once inside David was in front of me and Jimmy was behind me. Jimmy grabbed the waistband of my shorts and speedo and pulled them down quickly. I was completely naked. Jimmy nealed and shoved his face and tongue into my ass. David nealed and sucked my inflating cock into his mouth. This went on for several minutes. "God damn guys that feels amazing, but I need to get fucked. I want fucked by both of you." "Well bend over slut. You can take my cock now and suck Davids cock while you are down there." Jimmy lined his cock up and pushed into me. I accepted him easily as he bottomed out. It felt good to be full of cock. "Oh god, dude that cock feels amazing." "You know it. Suck on David. Get him good and hard." I pulled David's hips closer to me. He was well on his way to being hard. I licked around his cock a few times before I sucked him into my mouth. As Jimmy worked on my hole I worked on David's cock. Before long Jimmy announced he was going to fill my hole with cum. He switched places with David. David's cock was a little thicker than Jimmy's. I welcome the stretch. He lined up and pushed into my sloppy hole. "Fuck that feels good David." "God damn that hole is fucking amazing." Jimmy grabbed my head and said. "Now suck your ass off my cock. Clean it." I proceeded to clean Jimmy's cock and David fucked my hole. Jimmy's dick was quickly deflating. It was getting sensitive so it was fun to tease his dick. Soon David's pace quickened and his breathing got ragged. I knew he was close to cumming. He called out as he did. He filled me with a second load. I stood up and clamped my hole shut. I was full of cum. A little was dripping down my leg. "Thanks Brent that was just was I needed." Jimmy said. David seconded "Yes that was awesome. Thanks Brent." "Guys it was my pleasure. I needed a good fucking. Thanks for the loads. Fuel for swimming. Ha ha." The guys cleaned up and left me to clean up. I had to unload some of the cum. It was too much to carry with me. I finished up and went back to my team bench. About an hour later they called the first of two heats for the 100 freestyle. On the block in lane 4. My heat waited for the beep. We were off the blocks. I stayed under for as long as possible. I surfaced and was off. It was an olympic size pool, so it was 50 meters down and then another 50 back to the finish. I had to take one breath about halfway down so I wouldn't pass out. I didn't look at the other lanes I just swam like my arms and legs were unhinged. The last 25 meters I put my head down and swam as hard as was physically possible. I swam hard to the wall. I stood up gasping for air. The roar of the crowd was deafening. I lifted my goggles and looked at the scoreboard. "Holly christ did I do it? Yes, my god I did it." Lane 4 1st, at 52.18, my fastest time ever. Coach was there to grab my hand and pull me out. "Damn kid that was amazing. You were lighting in the pool. That is your best time ever." Weezing I croaked out. "I can't believe I improved it that much." "You did it kid. With a lot of hard work, see what you can do." "Yes coach." Second and third places were right behind me at 52.25 and 52.28. So we were close. The top three move to the final race later today. Coach and I watched the second heat and I was seated in first overall. Coach mentioned I was the swimmer to beat. Great no pressure. As the day wore on I watched the heats for Jimmy's 200 freestyle and David's 100 backstroke. Both guys were sitting in first place. I guess coach Russell knows what he is doing. They called the 400 relay. There were only the top six teams to battle it out. After our performance at the regional meet we were the favorite to win. The race started and one by one we took our turn to race. I was last to go. We had stayed in the lead the entire time. I kept us in the lead and I repeated my earlier performance, which was good to know I could do it. My split was only .01 off my best. We finished in first. State Champions baby, We broke a state record just then. A time of 3.24. Second came in at 3.35 and third at 3.39. We were all fast. My team of guys congratulated the two other teams. They let us get our team sweats on before the award ceremony. Then we were introduced one at a time before they hung our medals around our necks. This was freaking awesome. I had about an hour to rest before the 100 final. I was a little nervous, this was the last race of my senior year. After today, whatever happens my next race will be as a college student at Paxon. They called the final six to the blocks. The start beep sent us into the water. I stayed under for as long as I could. We surfaced and it was on. Six pretty evenly matched swimmers. Into the turn I could see we were neck and neck. I knew I had to push it on the way back down the pool. I flipped and turned it on even more. I somehow found more energy to propel me down the lane even faster. I put my head down and swam hard to the wall. It was over. I stood and removed my goggles, I turned to look at the scoreboard. A wave of relief hit me. There it was, lane 3, 1st place. My time of 52.09. I was flashing on the board. I learned a little later that a flashing time meant a record on the state level had been broken. I yelled as loud as I could and beat the water with my fist. I was a fucking state champion. The swimmers in the adjoining lanes congratulated me and I, them. They were second and third places. Coach was at the edge of the pool. He grabbed my wrists and pulled me out of the water. "Holy Christ kid you did it. I am so proud of you." I said trying to catch my breath. "Thanks coach, I can't believe it." "Believe it, this is the beginning. You're going to do great things over the next four years" "Thank you coach." Just then coach Russell walked up to us. "Congratulations Mr. Everette. That was pretty impressive. If I had any questions at all they are totally answered." "Thank you coach. I'm trying." "Well Brent I will see you in August. I know you'll be ready for the team." He turned to leave. I went to dry off and get ready for the awards ceremony. They put the three of us on the blocks and called our names and school as the medals were placed around our necks. Then I was recognized for setting a state record. I guess for the time being my name would be on the record books. At least until it's broken then next time. That could be next season or ten years from now. Only time would tell. My family was ecstatic. They took me to a very expensive restaurant in downtown Indianapolis to celebrate. It was an all around fantastic day. I was exhausted, but satisfied. A month or so later senior prom arrived. I had made plans with Chase to be my date and I his. We weren't dating or boyfriends, just going as friends. Being senior prom, both of our parents wanted pictures. I was the oldest in my family and Chase was the youngest in his. My prom was first. Chase's prom was the following weekend. It occured to me that I may see Alan at Chase's prom. They did go to the same school. I hope it wouldn't be awkward between us. I know we didn't end on a good note. I guess we will see. After the pictures at my house we went to Chase's for the same. Then we were off to a nice dinner with my friends. Once again this year our Jr. Sr. prom was on the big paddle boat on the lake. We had a fun night of dancing. It was a successful senior prom. I dropped Chase at his house and then headed home. Before we knew it we had final exams and graduation was upon us. We had a graduating class of 254 students. The ceremony was on a Saturday mid morning. My party started at 4pm. We were having a hog roast and it went from 4 to 7pm. I had a huge turn-out. All my family and friends showed up to chat and congratulate me. At the end of the day I was about a $1,000.00 richer and a but load of presents. Most of which I can use at Paxon in the fall. My summer was going to be short I had swim practice at school, Monday through Friday. I had to report to Paxon on August 15th and find time to get fucked a couple of times. We have closed a chapter in Brent's life. The next chapter will be a new beginning as a college freshman.