Date: Fri, 22 Sep 2023 07:33:21 -0500
From: ronyx@themustardjar.com
Subject: Seth on the Road to Chaos   Chapter 16

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Seth on the Road to Chaos    Chapter 16


Blake looked at Craig and muttered, "Shit."

"Don't look at him," I warned. "Let's get our snacks and leave." I was
hoping that since Stacy was with him, he wouldn't do anything. Besides,
there were several teachers behind the table distributing snacks and
beverages. Looking quickly around, I also noticed the principal standing
nearby.

I let out a sigh of relief when Craig grabbed Stacy's arm and led her
away to talk to some other players on the football team. Blake and I
lined up and got slices of cake and fruit punch for ourselves and the
others. On the way back to join our friends, Blake asked me if he
thought Craig would do anything at the dance.

"I doubt it," I replied. "There's too many teachers and parents around."

We joined the others, but I kept a watchful eye on Craig. He was talking
to friends, and Stacy was pressed to his side. However, occasionally he
would look over our way and scowl. Roni noticed, reached down, took my
hand and led me away from the others.

"What's going on, Seth?" she asked worriedly. "You and Craig have been
staring at each other since we got here. Did you talk to him like I
asked you to?"

"No," I replied. "I'm scared he's going to do something." She squeezed
my hand and assured me that Craig wasn't going to hurt me.

I managed to put Craig out of my mind. Our small group was having fun.
Ty and Maryanne began dancing. He grabbed my arm and forced me and Roni
to join them on the dance floor. After watching us for several minutes,
Blake and Amber came dancing toward us. I positioned myself so that
Blake and I could face each other and dance. Since Amber and Roni know
we like each other, they encouraged us. We danced as a foursome so it
wouldn't be obvious what we were doing.

I thought a fight would break out when a member of the football team and
his girlfriend danced up beside us. He leaned over and snarled, "Fags!"
I had to grab Blake and hold him back.

"Mother fucker," he muttered. "I'll show you what fags can do to pussies
like you."

"Bring it on," challenged the boy. People around us stopped dancing. Mr.
Stevenson walked up and asked if anything was wrong. The boy walked
away, and Roni assured him that everything was okay.

After that incident, we were a little more careful. When there were slow
dances, Blake and Roni danced together. I would dance with Amber because
she refused to dance with her cousin.

By eleven, we were exhausted. I have to admit that I had a great time.
Everyone did. After I was able to forget about Craig and Stacy, I
enjoyed myself. In fact, I hardly saw them the entire evening. They sat
at a table with football players and cheerleaders. I don't even remember
them dancing. Maggie and Jerry seemed to enjoy themselves. I think Jerry
had sneaked in some alcohol because when he talked to me at the
reception table when I went to get some more cake, I could smell it on
his breath.

We gathered around talking about what a great time we had. Well, that is
expect Sherman. His sister danced with a boy while he sat at the table
by himself most of the night. I felt sorry for him. I suggested a couple
of times that Roni ask him to dance. She did, but each time he refused
because he said he didn't know how.

As we were getting ready to leave, Amber asked us if we were going to
Jim Owen's after party. Roni said we hadn't been invited, but Amber said
that Jim told her that she could attend and bring friends. They had
dated in the eighth grade, and they were still good friends.

"I don't think that is a good idea," I replied. I remembered that Stacy
and Maggie had talked one morning about attending the party. Since Craig
is popular, and Jim is on the football team, I'm sure he and Stacy would
be there. After seeing his reaction earlier in the evening when he saw
me and Blake together, I was afraid of what he might do without
chaperones around.

Roni, however, thought it would be fun. She was having such an enjoyable
time that she didn't want the night to end. For someone who had avoided
any social activities since grade school, she was becoming a party
animal. I pulled her off to the side and told her that I was worried how
Craig would react if I attended Jim's party.

"It will be okay," she assured me. "Craig isn't going to act stupid with
so many people around. Besides, he'll be with Stacy. He won't do
anything with her around.
"I'm not so sure," I replied skeptically.

I was surprised that Blake seemed excited about going to the afterparty,
especially after the incident earlier when the boy called us fags.
However, he thought it would be a good chance to meet some of our
classmates. I think he wanted to go because he had been ogling a few of
them during the evening. One boy, Ernie Fellows, is openly gay. He and
Blake had been staring at each other all night. I began to get jealous.
However, how could I be so hypocritical to try and stop him from talking
with other boys when I was messing around with Craig? We had agreed that
we would just remain friends until I decided what I wanted to do.

Amber called her father and lied to him, telling him that she and Blake
were going out for pizza with friends. She assured him that they would
have a safe ride home. Roni said her mother wasn't concerned what time
she came home. I was worried because my mother was going to call at one
o'clock. She warned Stacy and I repeatedly that we better be sitting by
the phone or there would be consequences.

"I'm going to have to leave around twelve-thirty," I informed Roni. She
said that would be okay. She would take Blake and Amber home around one.

It was decided that Blake would ride with me, and Amber would ride with
Roni. We would follow them since Amber knew where Jim lived. Blake was
playful on the ten-minute drive to the party. He kept reaching over and
squeezing my cock. He giggled when I became erect. "I'd lean over and
suck it right now," he said with a frown. "But you won't let me."

"It won't be long," I assured him. When he tried to unzip my pants, I
batted his hand away. He turned towards the window and pouted. "Okay," I
sighed. "You can take it out."

"Goody!" he squealed as he unbuckled my pants. I raised up and he
lowered my pants slightly. I had to slam on the brakes because I almost
ran into the back of Roni's car when she stopped at a light. Blake began
to stroke it. When the light changed, he quickly leaned down and took it
in his mouth.

"No, Blake!" I shouted. "Don't do that!"

"Why?" he asked sadly. "Because of Craig?"

"No," I laughed. "Because I'm horny, and you'll make me cum."

He begged, "Can I later?"

I looked over, smiled and replied, "Maybe."

Blake shoved my erection back into my pants. "Remember," he said
cheerfully. "You promised." Just then, Roni pulled onto a side street
and parked. I saw students heading into a large house down the block.

I walked up to Roni and said, "I still don't think this is a good idea."
I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to avoid Craig. Our paths would
surely cross sometime.

"Relax," replied Roni as she took my hand. Blake reached out and held my
other. When we approached the house, he let go of my hand and walked
beside Amber. Loud music was blasting from inside and the backyard.
Jim's house is huge. It is a modern home with two floors and a finished
basement. There is also a large patio with a big swimming pool. Off to
the side is a hot tub.

Jim greeted us at the door. He embraced Amber, but he looked skeptically
at Blake, Roni and me. I think when he invited her, he thought she would
bring her girlfriends, not a lesbian and two boys. He pointed towards
the kitchen. "Drinks are in there."

I was becoming increasingly uncomfortable. The music was loud, and many
of our classmates already seemed to be drunk. Others seemed to be in
various degrees of foreplay. They were sitting on the couches and chairs
kissing and making out. Leonard Galway had his hands down Freda Summers
blouse as he squeezed on her tits. Another couple was making out as they
groped each other with their tongues down each other's throats.

I whispered to Roni, "I want to go home."

"It will be okay, Seth," she replied. "We'll have one drink and then
leave." She grabbed my hand and led me into the kitchen. I looked around
for Craig and Stacy, but I didn't see them. Blake and Amber joined us at
the makeshift bar on the counter. Since I never drank before, I wasn't
familiar with any of the bottles of liquor lined up on it. Randy
Treadwell was acting as a bartender. He was staggering around as he made
drinks for everyone. After pouring the contents of the bottle into the
glass, he would take a sip. I could see why he could barely stand.

"What will it be, Guys?" he asked as he slurred his words. He looked at
Roni and laughed. "I bet you want a bloody Mary."

"Bloody, this!" replied Roni as she gave him the finger. He leaned back
and roared with laughter. "Give me a gin and tonic."

"A gin and tonic for the little lady," he exclaimed as he grabbed a
couple of bottles. He looked at me. "And you, Seth?" I didn't know what
to order.

I looked at Roni and then replied, "I'll have a gin and tonic too."
Amber and Blake asked for the same. I guess none of us knew anything
about alcohol. Roni laughed when I took a sip of my drink and grimaced.

"You'll get used to it," she assured me. A minute later, I placed the
full glass on a table and walked away.

We walked around the house seeing what others were doing. Some students
were in the family room in the basement playing a nasty game of Twister.
Each time a color was called, they would twist so that their bodies
would end in a lewd position. Roni grabbed my hand and led us upstairs.

"I can't believe this," she said when we reached the top. "They talk
about me, and this is nothing but a sex pit. Cindy and I don't act this
way when we're together."

Blake responded, "I think it's exciting. I've never seen so many boys
with hard-ons."

"You're a perv," replied Amber as she pushed him toward the backdoor.

It wasn't much better on the patio and pool. By now, everyone seemed to
be getting drunk. I was also growing concerned that the police might
arrive at any minute if a neighbor reported that a bunch of drunk
teenagers were disturbing the neighborhood.

I grew frightened when I saw Craig and Stacy sitting at a patio table
with a large umbrella overhead. Stacy was kissing on his neck, and he
was holding her leg which she had draped over him. He looked over, and
he glared at me. I pulled the others to a retaining wall on the other
side of the backyard and sat down.

I looked at my watch. It was a little after midnight. I would wait a few
more minutes and then leave. We listened to the music playing, and Roni
and Amber rose and danced. Blake scooted nearer to me and let our legs
rub against each other. After a few minutes, Amber and Roni sat down.

I looked again at my watch. "I have to be going soon, Guys," I informed
the others. "Before I go, I better pee." I rose to find a bathroom. I
asked a girl nearby where the bathroom was. She pointed toward the pool
house.

"It's that door there," she said before turning back to her boyfriend.

I started walking toward the door. Blake walked up beside me and said,
"I have to go too." When we reached the door, I told him he could go
first. He giggled, grabbed my hand and pulled me inside.

He closed the door, and he instantly started kissing and groping me.
"I'm so horny," he exclaimed as he reached down and fondled me.
"Watching all this sex has really gotten me hot." He began unbuckling my
pants. "I want you, Seth."

I knew I should have stopped him, but I couldn't. I was as horny as he
was. One of the reasons I wanted to hurry home was to masturbate with
the images of what I had seen our classmates doing. I didn't resist when
he unzipped my pants, and my hard cock became visible. Blake dropped to
his knees, opened his mouth and took the entire length into his mouth. I
thought I was going to explode right then.

"Oh God, Blake," I moaned as I grabbed the back of his head and thrust
deeper into his mouth.

Suddenly, the door opened. Blake sprung to his feet, and I tried to
cover myself. I squinted in the darkness to see who had interrupted us.
It was Craig!

He grabbed Blake around the neck and lifted him off his feet. He dropped
him and exclaimed angrily, "Get the fuck out of here." He then pushed
him out the door. He closed the door and looked threateningly at me.
"What the fuck are you doing, Seth?" I started to pull my pants up, but
he stopped me. "Leave them alone," he ordered.

"Please let me go, Craig," I pleaded as tears filled my eyes. "Don't
hurt me."

"Who said I'm going to hurt you?" He then leaned in and kissed me
passionately. "I'd never hurt you." I could taste the alcohol in his
mouth and smell it on his breath. He appeared to be very drunk.

I was stunned, and I didn't know what to do. I thought Craig would kill
me when he saw Blake sucking my dick. Instead, he was holding on to me
and kissing me. I tried to push him away, but he resisted. "You're mine,
Seth," he said as he looked into my eyes. In the darkness, I could see
tears glistening in his eyes. "You'll always be mine." He kissed me
again, and then he dropped to his knees and looked up. "Let me prove it
to you." He then started sucking me as it hardened in his mouth. I
wanted to stop him, but I couldn't. Warning bells were ringing in my
head, but I couldn't move. I was completely caught off guard by Craig's
actions.

Suddenly, the door opened, and I could hear Stacy screaming. "You
bastards!" she yelled as she picked up a pool noodle and began swinging
it at Craig. I rose and quickly zipped my pants. "You fucking faggots!
God, Craig! What are you doing to Seth?" She kept crying and hitting us.
  I looked out the door, and a large number of students had assembled to
watch what was happening.

Stacy threw the noodle down, and she began hitting and scratching at us.
"I'll kill you!" she screamed. "Now I know why you couldn't fuck me.
You're fucking my brother!" There were loud gasps coming from those
gathered around. I could hear Blake screaming my name. However, the
crowd was preventing him from coming nearer.

I hollered, "Blake! Help me!"

Craig grabbed my hand and pushed his way through the throng while Stacy
continued to yell and pound on his back. He pulled me across the patio,
and we ran out through a gate. I almost lost my balance several times as
we ran through Jim's yard and out onto the street. "Come on!" yelled
Craig as he pulled me toward his car. I could hear Stacy and the others
following closely behind us. Craig opened his car door and shoved me
into the passenger seat. He hurried around, jumped in and started the
car. As he pulled away, he almost hit Stacy who was attempting to block
him from leaving. A couple of students grabbed her and pulled her away.
Craig gunned the engine, and he sped away.

I looked over, and panic filled his eyes.

When we were about two blocks from Jim's house, three police cruisers
went speeding past us with their sirens blaring. Craig slowed down but
sped up once they had passed. I was growing increasingly worried. I
didn't like the expression on Craig's face.

"Where are we going?" I asked nervously. He didn't respond and kept
driving as he looked forward. Not once did he look over at me. Suddenly,
he started sobbing uncontrollably. His hands were shaking as he gripped
the steering wheel. We were also picking up speed.

I hollered, "Craig! Let me out!"

He screamed back, "No!"

"What are you doing?" I was becoming panicked. I looked at the
speedometer. We were going 90 miles an hour. "Please, Craig!" I cried.
"Stop the car!"

"No!" he sobbed.

"What are you going to do?"

He cried, "Kill us!" I screamed as he careened down the street. We were
on an open highway, and fortunately, there were no other cars on the
road.

I began pounding on his arm and screaming, "Stop this car! I don't want
to die!"

He was still crying uncontrollably, but I noticed that the speedometer
was dropping. We were now doing 60. "I want to die," he sobbed. "I can't
go back."

"Craig," I pleaded. "Please don't kill us." I gripped his arm and
started crying. "Please don't kill us. You can't do this."

I sighed when he pulled over to the side of the road and sobbed. "I
can't go back," he kept saying over and over. I got out of the car, went
around to the driver's side, opened the door, pulled him out, walked him
around the car, and helped him into the passenger side. I walked around,
got in the driver's side and trembled. It took me several minutes to
gain my composure before I could pull away. All I could think about was
how close we came to dying. I looked over at Craig, and he looked like a
zombie. He had his head back on the headrest, and he was staring
straight ahead. I put the car in gear and drove off.

I didn't know where to go. I looked at my watch, and it was almost one.
We couldn't go back to my house. Stacy would be there. I couldn't
imagine what she might do to us if we entered the door together.

We couldn't go to Craig's house. By now, his parents might have been
informed of what had happened at the party. His dad is a big supporter
of the football team, so I'm sure one of them may have called to check
to see how Craig was.

I drove around for about a half hour trying to decide what to do. Both
our lives were ruined. Everyone at the party had witnessed Stacy's
tirade. In her anger, she outed both of us. We had been so careless.
Surely, Stacy had watched him enter the bathroom. She probably wanted to
sneak in and make out with Craig. Instead, she found her boyfriend on
his knees sucking her twin brother's cock.

I still don't understand Craig's reaction when he caught Blake sucking
me. I would have expected him to hurt both of us. Instead, he pushed
Blake out and took his place. Maybe he was too drunk to know what he was
doing. But somehow, I think he was jealous of Blake, and he wanted to
prove to me that he could be a better boyfriend. I don't know. None of
it makes any sense. Chaos has been cast down on us, and there is no way
out. Maybe Craig had the right idea. Maybe I shouldn't have stopped him
from driving the car into a tree at 90 miles an hour. At least the chaos
would be over.

I drove up to the abandoned warehouse and parked Craig's car behind a
dumpster so it couldn't be seen from the street. Craig was numb when I
helped him from the car. He didn't say anything as I led him down the
dilapidated hall and pulled back the door. I led him over to the
makeshift bed and helped him lie down.

He looked up dejectedly at me and asked, "Why Seth? Why?"

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