Date: Fri, 14 Jun 2019 17:05:37 +0000 (UTC) From: Clyde Ramriez Subject: If only... chapter one Hey guys I am working on locker room encounter ch 9 almost done. But for those that like romance here's the beginning of something inspired also by true events. Consider donating to nifty! As always usual disclaimers if you can't read this kind of content or are under 18 please leave now. Let's go! Chapter 1 Aaron Edwards didn't like the way his day was going so far. He had struck out twice with a girl trying to score during math. The second time his girlfriend texted during lunch telling him she was on the rag and cramping too much to fuck. Now he sat in his last period barely paying attention to the video they were supposed to be watching. Wishing his massive boner would go away, he shifted uncomfortably in his seat and stared out of the window. Aaron was the quarterback of the football team and wasn't used to not getting pussy. The more he thought about having to jack off before football practice the harder it was to make his throbbing dick go down. The film on the cheap TV set ended and the teacher took the casette out. The room burst immediately into idle chatter. With a few minutes left before the bell, he shot a text to his best friend Cory letting him know he was gonna be a few minutes late to practice and let coach know. Suddenly the teacher Ms. Keller called Aaron to her desk. He had an idea what this was about. "Edwards we gotta talk." She said with a hint of severity in her voice. Aaron groaned. "Ms. K I thought we agreed; I would at least get a C in second period US history and I'd still be allowed to play in the homecoming game." He replied before she could continue. "Correct. But as you are getting a big fat F in US history I think that creates a problem with our agreement. Now look as your advisor I'm telling you. Homecoming is two weeks away if you can pass your next test you can at least get a D and you'll be allowed to play." She said aggravated at his apparent boredom with the subject. "How do you know there's gonna be a test?" Aaron asked indignant. Why does she care so much about a jock's education? "Because my brother happens to be your teacher and assistant coach. Now you need to take this seriously Edwards. You're the quarterback and I'd like to see the school make it to state for once. But coach Mike is firm and with me on this. Shape up or lose the opportunity. Your choice. That's all." Cutting him off before he could protest. The bell rang at that moment. Aaron stood up not wanting to push his luck and walked away into the crowd of students heading home. He walked out of the back doors and towards his car. A piece of shit Bronco sitting at the front where the senior parking spaces were. He didn't care much about what kinda car he drove but wanted one at least made in the last decade. He threw his stuff in the passenger seat and sat for a minute. Frustrated with the football situation and his grades, he almost forgot about the beast struggling to get out of his jeans. Just as he was about to whip his dick out and beat off Aaron heard something happening a few rows over from where his truck was. He looked over and saw some of the school's goth kids gathered around another boy. They were shouting and laughing at this other kid trying to provoke him to react but he just clutched the 2 or 3 books in his arms tighter to his chest. Aaron didn't want to spend the few minutes he had before practice getting involved in something that wasn't his business but he also didn't like people being bullied ever since his little brother tried to commit suicide. He stuffed his aching dick back into his jeans, got out of his car and walked over to the group. "S'goin on guys?" Aaron asked jokingly grabbing one of the emo kids by the neck and giving him a noogie like they were friends. "Get off me!" The goth kid said wrestling himself out of Aaron's arm. "Little queer here was just checking us out in the hallway. Not that it's any of your business jock." One of the other boys with greasy hair spat. "Right. Keep moving steroid we don't need you around while we kick this fag's ass." The one who wriggled his way out of Aaron's hold said. He stood up and balled his fists ready apparently to fight back if he needed. "Do something then." Aaron replied coolly with a grin holding his arms open exposing his impressive chest and bulging biceps. The goth kid leered at him through heavy eyelids. They considered him for a moment and just as Aaron thought, they scoffed and sulked off muttering something about needing to get home before dark. Even though the sun was blazing at 3 in the afternoon. Aaron looked over at the bookish looking guy they were harrassing. He was picking himself up off the parking lot and gathering his stuff that had been knocked to the ground. A definite nerd with oversized glasses, blonde floppy hair and a lanky frame. If he cleaned his hair up a little and got rid of the librarian wardrobe he might pass for a good looking guy. "You okay man?" Aaron asked tentatively. The kid looked at him with startlingly green eyes and considered him for a moment. "Why did you help me?" He asked Aaron rather waspishly. Taken aback slightly at the kid's demeanor Aaron shrugged his shoulders. "Guess I'll just call them back and let them smear your guts on the wall." He replied making to walk back towards the assailants. "I didn't mean it like that. I'm curious as to why someone like you would help someone like me." Said the nerdish kid still defensive but with less conviction. Aaron stopped walking and turned around. "You mean a human helping another human? Crazy right? What's with kids nowadays." Aaron said offering a hand for the kid to get up. The emerald eyes considered him for a moment and he took the offered hand apprehensively. "You're Aaron Edwards." He said. More to himself than for Aaron to hear. "I hope so. Otherwise I gotta tell my girlfriend she's dating someone else." Aaron said trying to be friendly. It worked. The kid's face broke into a gorgeous smile. Aaron stared at him for a moment smiling and their eyes connected. Some whisp of a feeling overcame him deep inside but passed instantly. The eyes now sparkled emerald in the sun. The silence was palpable. Neither broke eye contact for a minute. Then softly the kid spoke. Smile disappearing from his face and the guarded film back over his eyes. "I gotta go. Thanks for the help dude really." He said nervously. Aaron was puzzled. Why was he leaving? "Wait a minute. I can give you a ride if you want! Wait! What's your name?" Aaron asked out loud. The kid was trotting now. Aaron kept up trying to find out at least the kid's name. "Evan." He shouted back now jogging towards the school. Aaron stopped for a second. He stared as the boy shuffled his way back into the school. Then his balls gave a painful ache and reminded him of how much he needed release. He jogged back to the car, closed the door and made sure nobody was around. Aaron pulled his swollen dick out and began stroking. Fully hard he was around 7 1/2 to 8 inches but thick as a can of red bull. He bit his lips as he slid his foreskin over the slick head now sloppy with precum. Aaron threw his head back and groaned imagining a nice tight pussy bouncing on his dick with a nice pair of tits in his face. He stroked faster and lava was now bubbling in his balls that threatened to boil over any second. But then a new image fired itself into his mind's eye. A fleeting image of emerald green and dimples so cute he could kiss them all day. His slick dickhead leaked more boy juice making his foreskin glide over the swollen glans. He was seconds away. The egg sized balls were bouncing as his orgasm neared. Pearly white teeth and a plump swollen pair of lips were next. Aaron moaned. "Oh fuck..." He whispered. Those lips around his dick would feel amazing. The green eyes would look at him and he couldn't hold the nut any longer. The first rope of cum fired from the slit and hit him in the face. Another shot landed on his shirt. His cock head was on fire. The slick foreskin was slimy with cum. As his orgasm died down, he felt a twinge of shame for having thought of Evan as he came. But it was the hottest orgasm he'd had in a while. Aaron dismissed the idea and zipped up, grabbed his football equipment and headed to practice. Evan looked behind him as he wrenched the double doors to the parking lot open and pressed his head to the cool glass once inside. A jock had just defended him against those stupid punks that had been fuckin with Evan for a few weeks. He was panting. Aaron Edwards was the hottest guy in school. Someone like him would never even notice Evan existed. He wasn't part of any cliques or really had any friends that he would call "close". Sticking to his schoolwork and keeping his head low to avoid the trolls he would unfortunately encounter, Evan preferred to be alone rather than feign a relationship and fake a friendship with someone. To top it all off Aaron would flip out and definitely not talk to someone like Evan Keeny if he knew his deepest and most guarded secret. Evan was gay. Only two people knew. He couldn't think about what ifs and maybes. Gathering his stuff, he headed out of the door and headed to the library so he could wait for the bus that took afterschool kids home. Wishing someone like Aaron Edwards would take interest in him. Aaron packed his wet towel and dirty practice Jersey into the team gym bag. He walked out of the smelly locker room and into the parking lot. Coach had given him ten extra laps around the fieldhouse because he was 5 minutes late. As he threw the bag into the trunk, he saw Evan walking across the divider between the parking lot and the library. The same feeling inexplicably woke inside his chest again. Indistinguishable but stronger than before, he kinda knew what it was. A need to protect and a need to guide. Aaron slowly closed his trunk and stared at the odd boy for a second. He made up his mind in two seconds and got in his truck. Aaron pulled up to the empty lot beside the school where the buses picked up and dropped off students. He spotted Evan sitting against one of the pillars and pulled up next to it. He beat the horn several times. Evan looked up and couldn't believe his eyes. Aaron Edwards was opening the passenger side window next to him. "Need a ride?" He asked. Evan was still defensive. Jocks were famous for luring the fag into a false sense of security only to end up with a broken nose or abandoned in the middle of the road. "The bus is coming in 10 minutes you don't have to." Evan said nervously. Aaron sighed. "Seriously man. I'm not going to break your arm. Just helping a friend." Aaron replied a little more encouraging. A thick five or six seconds passed between them. What felt like an eternity passed. Aaron stared into Evan's emerald eyes which glittered with doubt in the dying sun of the September afternoon. The connection was instant. It didn't take long for Aaron to notice Evan was staring back at him. The feeling came back again. It was a little clearer this time. He wanted to protect Evan and somehow let him know he was safe. Aaron wanted to kiss the plump lips that looked swollen because he read too much poetry aloud. Evan's vulnerability turned Aaron's protective instincts on. It excited him and frightened at the same time. Wait a minute. Why was Aaron fantasizing about kissing another boy? He shook it off so Evan wouldn't think anything weird was happening. Evan looked at Aaron a few seconds longer. "Why do you want to take me home?" He asked. "I don't know I guess I just wanna..." Aaron began absentmindedly still mesmerized by the emerald green brightness that showed alot of mistrust but also began to soften a little. Aaron caught himself. "Just making sure a friend gets home safe." He blurted out in kind of a mess. Evan stood for a moment then opened the rusted handle of his truck and awkwardly climbed in. They took off. The silence was palpable. Evan shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Aaron's boner was slowly creeping back into his jeans. He didn't even know where he was going. "Where do you live by the way?" He asked Evan. "Over by 29th street in front of the construction yard." He replied quietly, still not letting his guard down. Aaron sensed his still defensive stance. He cleared his throat. "I really just don't want you to run into anymore trouble." He said a little more softly. Evan looked up. "You don't wanna be around someone like me." Evan said nervously. "Why is that?" He asked pulling into the subdivision where Evan lived. "Cause it's not good to hang around the nerds." Evan replied not meeting his eyes. "Well you don't seem like one to me." Aaron replied gently after a few seconds. What was happening? The air suddenly became thick. They looked at each other. Aaron couldn't control himself. Their fingers brushed together for a second. The contact sent a small jolt of energy through them both. Evan looked at Aaron. No way this was happening. "Are you..." Evan started to ask in a quakey voice. The words shuddering as they came out. Then something new came to Aaron's mind. Panic. Everything rushed back to him in a split second and he made his mind up. He move his hand quickly from the center console and stopped the car. Several thick seconds of silence passed. He looked at Evan. His expression was unreadable. A mixture of genuine surprise and shock was playing across his face. "Get out." Aaron said quietly. Evan just stared back. The bated breath audible between them. Evan wrenched the door of the car open and ran. He didn't look back.