Date: Mon, 13 Sep 2004 14:31:51 -0700 (PDT) From: Fup Duck Subject: Under Pressure - High School 01 STANDARD DISCLAIMER: Let's see: 1. If it's illegal - don't. 2. If you can't accept it - don't. 3. If you're underage - don't. That about covers it. REALISTIC DISCLAIMER: Be safe.... Yes, I'm back. Wow! To all those that requested a continuation, here ya go. I honestly wasn't going to post this - had the Epilogue all written - but...well, WOW! Those of you that emailed me to keep going....this series is dedicated to YOU! For those of you that care, I DID go back to the ore pits this past weekend. Spent about an hour trying to find the (in)famous locomotive boiler. When I did, I just sat there. It was, in David's words - cool, man. :-) Now, for the 'First Chapter Soapbox': This is basically a true story, the names have been changed, but that's about it. It is NOT filled with sex. The characters do not drop their clothes and screw like rabbits at every opportunity. That's right, it's one of those dreaded love stories. I believe that sex is just a small part of a bigger picture in a relationship, and this story reflects that, I think for the most part. It also reflects - NOW PAY ATTENTION - the times. We didn't have Playstation or the internet in the years of this story. It was all 'make your own fun' and sexually it was trial and error, and learning from your mistakes. It was also disseminating information from various sources and applying it the best way you knew how. We made mistakes...boy, did we make mistakes, but we're still alive and kicking, so that ought to account for something! LOL So here it is, the continuation of David's life in high school. To those of you that are just joining this broadcast already in progress, you should probably read "Under Pressure" in the Young Friends section first. Fup And heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeere we go....... ****************************************************************************** UNDER PRESSURE/HIGH SCHOOL 1 - First Day Blues David was nervous. For the first time, since he started fifth grade, he was uptight about the first day of school. High school was scary. Being a freshman was even scarier. There were unwritten rules and expectations, and he really didn't know any of them. What he did know was that if you broke one of them, the upperclassmen made you 'aware' of your lapse of common sense. "Yep," he thought, "I'm scared." Putting the final touches on his 'first day clothes,' and went to eat breakfast. Lynn was still in the bathroom, her school day started 30 minutes after his, and the middle and elementary schoolers rode a different bus. Looking at the clock, he wolfed down his Pop-Tarts and milk, and started his walk to the bus stop. No one his age got on at the same place he did, so it was a lonely, uncommunicative wait. He kept to himself, and slid into the first open seat he found when the bus arrived. At least the ride was uneventful, everyone pondering their first day back to school. Exiting the bus in front of the high school, he saw some people he knew, but most he didn't. The high school was the only one in this area, and was the melting pot for two other towns that didn't have high schools. He forced himself not to gawk and act like a 'tourist' as he walked to the doors to begin his first day of ninth grade. As he pushed through the door, he saw Kelly leaning against a row of lockers at the front, waiting. He gave David a small smile, shrugging his shoulders in silent surrender of what lay ahead. David worked himself through the crowded hallway toward his boyfriend, trying to remain as low-key as possible. "Hey," he greeted Kelly. "Hey yourself, ready for this?" David glanced around at the milling students, and shrugged, "Don't really have a choice, huh?" Kelly laughed, "Nope, wanna get to home room before the bell rings?" "Yeah, let's." The boys had received their schedules through the mail a few days after their freshman orientation this past August. They were relieved to find that they had 5 out of 7 classes together and the same home room. It made life a little better. Finding their home room, which was upstairs, they slid into two empty seats and continued chatting until the room filled up and the bell rang. Looking around, they noticed that there were only one or two people they knew from middle school. The rest were from the other two feeder schools, or upperclassmen. Roll was called and their home room teacher explained what was going to happen today. It was an abbreviated class day with no real work, just getting their books and a freshman assembly in the gym at 2:00 PM. "Well," thought David, "this might not be too bad." The boys made it to lunch, which they both had at 11:10 and managed to find some guys they knew to sit with. While not their normal 'crowd' they had in middle school, it would have to do. Lunch passed quickly, then both boys had Advanced Placement Geometry and AP English, with gym last. The two AP courses only had 10 students, with Kelly and David being the only two 'hometowners.' Gym consisted of getting their lockers, gym clothes and a lecture about sportsmanship. Since they were already in the gym, they found seats on the bleachers, and waited for the other freshman to arrive for the assembly. A boring hour passed with introductions of the faculty, school handbooks being passed out, and the like. Then the final bell rang and the hallways once again became crowded with kids heading to their lockers and busses. Kelly and David were on the second wave of busses, so they had plenty of time to get to their lockers with a few minutes left over to chat. "Well?" David grimaced, looking at his book-stuffed locker. "I feel like I'm on brain overload." "I'm just glad there's no homework," David sighed. "Well, I'm sure that'll change," Kelly smiled. "Where's your locker?" "Up in A section," Kelly complained. "That's up there at auto shop and stuff, isn't it?" "Yeah, on the other end of school. I'm gonna have to carry almost all my books for my morning classes, go to lunch, then get 'em for my afternoon classes." "That sucks," David sympathized, then the boys started toward the front of the school where the second wave of busses was arriving. As they went through the doors, both boys were pushed hard from behind, almost cracking their heads on the glass doors, spinning around, they were faced with Mike, Kelly's older brother, and two of his friends. "Hey pussies," Mike laughed. "Hey Mike," Kelly answered, David just nodded at the seniors. Mike looked at the other boys with him and said, "These two are tomorrow." Then he turned back to the freshmen and leered, "Initiations for you two tomorrow, so be prepared." Then he laughed again, and walked off toward the student parking lot. Kelly and David looked at each other, and David asked, "Why does he have to be such an asshole?" Kelly shrugged, "Bad genes, I guess." Then he smiled a little, "At least we get it over with." "I guess," David shrugged. The two boys headed off toward their separate busses for the ride home. When he got home, no one was there. His mom and dad were still at work, and Lynn was probably on her bus ride home from middle school, so he changed his clothes and went into the living room to read. A few minutes later, Lynn burst in the door, flushed with excitement. She walked over to David and asked, "Guess what?" "I give up," David replied, crossly. "Guess who my boyfriend is?" "Lynn, I have no clue, and to be honest, don't really care." "Guess," she ordered. "Lynn, I don't care." "Well, it's Bobby!" she exclaimed with a grin a mile wide. "Oh, really? Does he know?" "Not yet," she answered, "but we sat on the bus together, so I'm gonna ask him tomorrow." "I bet he'll be thrilled," David snickered. "Me too," replied Lynn, missing the sarcasm in David's voice. "So do you have a girlfriend yet?" "Lynn, it was the first day, I barely had time to breathe, let alone find a girlfriend." "You won't get one," she challenged smugly. "You're too much of a brain." "Whatever," David responded, "But, at least I have one." "Davie won't get a girlfriend, he's too smart," she singsonged, teasing. Then, "Maybe Kelly will be your girlfriend." "Shut UP, Lynn. Kelly's a boy, how can he be my girlfriend?" "Well, maybe he's..." then Lynn held up her arm limp-wristed. Raising his eyes from his book, he glared at Lynn. "You know, you should probably go away. Before you say something even MORE stupid than that." Lynn, seeing her chance to rile up David, said, "Yeah, maybe Kelly and you could be girlfriends together." David jumped off the couch, facing his sister, whose smug look turned to fear at seeing David's clenched fists at his side. "Don't you ever, EVER say that again, Lynn," he snarled. "Kelly and I can't be girlfriends because we're both boys, and if you ever bring it up again, I'll pound you...hard. You understand?" It was all David could do to keep his fists down. Everyone told him he had his dad's short- fused temper. His low voice trembled with the suppressed anger running through him. Lynn, for her part, was smart enough to see that she had probably crossed a line, and started back toward her room, mumbling a quiet "ok." When she reached the hallway, she turned and grinned at David, then started singing. "David and Kelly, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G, first comes love, then comes....," then she ran down the hallway with David in pursuit. She reached her room, and slammed the door, locking it, before continuing, "...marriage, then comes Kelly with a baby carriage." David reached the door and started pounding on it, "Lynn! Wait til mom gets home. I'm gonna tell her..." "Tell me what? David, why are you bashing down Lynn's door?" came his mom's voice from behind him. He swung around, face red with anger, "Mom, she's being a pain, making fun of Kelly and me." "David, you're a big boy now, can't you take a little teasing?" "Here we go again," thought David. Then, still angry, he kicked Lynn's door, his toe breaking through the thin wood covering the door. "DAVID!" his mom yelled, "get out to the living room, NOW!" She told Lynn to unlock her door, then followed her still-angry son to the living room, telling him to sit. "You will stay there until your dad gets home," she ordered. "We'll let him decide what he's going to do." Then she turned away and went to the kitchen, starting supper. David sat stiffly on the chair. He had lost it....big time. Lynn's teasing had hit close to home, and he lost it. He dropped his face into his hands. Man, he screwed up. His dad was going to be pissed. He raised his eyes to look at the clock. Another 10 minutes to wait. His mom was giving him the silent treatment, talking to Lynn, who had meekly came from her room to watch her mom cook, asking about her day and gushing over Lynn's 'boyfriend.' David sat there, face in his hands - he was NOT going to cry, he was too old to cry, until he heard his dad pull in the driveway. He held his breath as he heard his father come in the door, greeting the two 'ladies,' then Lynn stated, "David kicked a hole in my door." "He what? DAVID!" came the roar from the kitchen. The moment of truth had arrived. He got up from the chair, and pulled himself together before going around the corner to the kitchen. "What the hell is going on?" his father asked. David went through the whole story, then raised his head to look at his dad, concluding, "And I'm just tired of it." "Well, tired or not, that doesn't give you the right to cause damage. Do you know how much we worked to afford this house? I'll be damned if I'm going to let you break it up!" his father angrily declared. David took in the scene, his dad staring at him - the fuse lit, his mom and sister pointedly ignoring the whole thing, he'd never seen Lynn or his mom so interested in peeling potatoes. This brought an unbidden grin to his face, which his father noticed. "You think this is FUNNY?" he yelled. "No," David answered, still looking up at his dad's face. "Then what the hell are you laughing at?" "Nothing," David answered weakly. "That's it, I'm tired of working all day to afford this place, and then coming home to find it being broken up by you. Get your ass to your room. David answered, "Yes sir," still meeting his dad's glare, then turned and walked back to his room, sitting on the bed. He heard his mom and dad talking, Lynn's voice audible every once in a while as she put in her two cents, then footsteps coming back the hall. Then he looked up to see his dad in the doorway. "You will eat supper, then you will wash the dishes, then you will come back here and not come out until tomorrow to go to school. Am I understood?" David nodded, so far so good, no butt whipping yet. His dad had a heavy hand, and he had no desire to feel it this time. His dad continued, "You are grounded for a week. No calls, no visitors, school and home, that's it. And you will pay for a new door from your allowance. Got it?" Again, David nodded. This was ok, he could deal with this, it still sucked though, happening on the first day of school. His dad turned from the doorway saying, "We'll call you for supper." As he walked away, he pulled David's door shut. David sat there for a few minutes, absorbing his punishment. Then he began to smile. It was like throwing Brer Rabbit into the briar patch. He had a bookcase full of books, he could work on homework without being interrupted by Lynn, he stretched out on the bed thinking this might be a good thing. Supper was basically a silent affair, both parents asking how his first day at school went, and with his mumbled "ok," they went back to the meal. Afterwards, he washed the dishes, alone in the kitchen while the rest of the family watched TV in the living room. Dishes done, he walked back to his room, closing the door behind him, once again stretching out on his bed. This was pretty nice, no interruptions, plenty of time to catch up on books he hadn't started yet. Pulling another Clarke sci-fi paperback out of the bookcase, he spent the next few hours doing what he liked to do. He faintly heard Lynn going to bed through his reading, then about an hour later, he heard the TV go off and his parents walk back the hallway. They knocked on his door, opened it, and said their goodnights, then pulled the door shut again. David turned off his light and waited until the house quieted down, then stripped for bed. Turning off his light, sliding beneath the now warm sheets, he started thinking about the rest of his summer. He and Kelly had made a couple more trips to the ore pits, camping when they could, and 'making love' (he read that in one of his mom's novels once) three or four times more after the basement episode. They had slowly become used to the other boy's dick in their butt, it was still uncomfortable, but most of the pain had disappeared. What they enjoyed more was the 'other stuff', as they called it - sucking and humping their dicks together, and kissing. They couldn't seem to get enough of that. David smiled and started playing with his now-hard erection in his briefs. Everything he read said how wrong it was to be doing what they were doing, but when it was just he and his boyfriend, all that seemed to go away. They had even shot in each other's mouths once over the summer. Kelly did it inadvertently while David was sucking him, he waited too long to warn him. David thought the taste was ok, but he almost choked when Kelly started to cum and pulled off after two shots into his mouth. He swallowed some while coughing and spit the rest out. After recovering, Kelly had been all apologetic and worried that he had screwed up. David laughingly told him not to worry about it, but pay backs were hell. Kelly then had somewhat reluctantly repaid the 'favor', bring David off with his mouth and hand, taking the first shot or two before also spitting it out. David thought it was ok, but not something he would want to do all the time, he liked to see Kelly's dick shoot, and anyway he liked it when David kept stroking afterwards. Still smiling at these thoughts, David slid his briefs down to his knees and started stroking his boner. Feeling his balls with the other hand, with an occasional trip lower to play with his hole, it didn't take him long to reach his orgasm. He left his other hand under his balls, tickling the skin between them and his butthole, feeling the spasms just under the skin. Then he had a quick thought and pushed his finger against the tube under that part of his body. He was kind of surprised when his shooting stopped. His dick was still jerking, but nothing was coming out, too cool. As his orgasm began to subside, he moved his finger to be met with a shot of cum that reached his chest, the rest trickling out and over his hand. As he was cleaning up, he thought maybe he'd have to try this again, except when he first started to shoot. After all, he had a week to practice. And Kelly would probably enjoy it too. Tossing his cummy shirt into the corner and pulling up his briefs, he rolled over on his side and was soon softly snoring. ****************************************************************************** LOL, yes, my first day of ninth grade was REALLY like that! What a way to start a new school year. The first week was hell, but soon we slipped into 9th grade anonymity. The plan, started in middle school, worked in high school too. Now, let's see, what can you expect out of THIS series? Definitely more David and Kelly, and more Scout stories. David's scouting career takes off, and 'being one of the older boys' has its rewards. And , there's some hetero dating that occurs, but I promise not to go into detail. :-) Please feel free to contact me with any questions or feedback. 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