Counting

Chapter 13

by Tux


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Hey guys it's Tux and I can't express the joy that I have that you all love reading my story. I wasn't really sure in the beginning but working with Andrew, he built my confidence and I wrote my story down. I'm so excited to keep writing the story and bringing you more emotional connection, drama, and victories for young AJ and Zack. After writing so far into the story, I've become very attached to AJ and Zack, more than I thought I was going to be able to, and I look forward to sharing the rest of his story with you.

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Chapter 13 - Michael


AJ

1 Month Later

Tina walks into my room and covers her eyes with her hand. "Boys! Boys! Boys! Let's not do that here!"

My tongue leaves Zack's mouth, and I look deep into his royal blue eyes. My smile is met with his smile, and I giggle while he licks what's left of me off his lips. Without losing eye contact, I apologized to her, "I'm sorry Tina, it's just been so long since we have been alone. Besides, it's just a kiss."

Tina smirks and gives me an "uh-huh" and walks over, quoting, "A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous."

"Who said that, Tina?" Zack asks.

"...and what does `super-fles' mean?" I ask.

Tina tickles my stomach with one of her long fingers and educates us, "An actress by the name of Ingrid Bergman said it and it's `superfluous' cutie. It means `unnecessary'." She begins my morning routine while Zack listens to me recite the quote to him with only the slightest space between our lips. My third recital is interrupted when Tina asks, "Is it okay for Zack to be here? You know how the morning routine goes."

I look at Zack's confused face and give him a cheeky smile. I give her a nod and blush. She sighs and says, "Okay, if you say so," and so she begins. She takes my blood pressure and my pulse while Zack holds my other hand. Tina heads to the bathroom, but stops at the door, "Are you sure, AJ?"

I give her a nod again, and she rolls her eyes as she goes inside. Zack checks to see if we're alone and then whispers, "What's going to happen now?" I give him a cheeky grin and kiss him on the lips real fast.

"It's a surprise," I say softly.

Tina comes back with the wash pail, the wash cloth, and soap. Zack begins to get the picture and smiles at me. Tina is not going to have this and asks Zack to sit over on the couch. I giggle at him as he looks disappointed as he goes to sit down.

Tina gives me `the eye' and says, with her normal head wag, "You know, I should tell your momma."

I giggle and plead, "No, come on! Don't tell on me." Tina pulls my good leg up and I lay down laughing. She washes both my legs and then goes to the dresser, pulling out my Avenger briefs. She pulls my underwear off, setting them in the dirty clothes hamper.

Zack stands up trying to see my boy bits, and I spread my legs a little. Tina eyes Zack and laughs, "Sit down, you horn dog. My lord, you boys will be the death of me," and she turns to me and washes my `middle parts.' She even spanks my butt when she lifts my legs, making me laugh even harder. She slips my briefs on and sets my legs down. She then washes my upper half and takes the water to the bathroom.

Zack hops up and rushes to my bed, whispering, "That was so hot! When you get to come home, I promise to do this to you all the time." He reaches for my neck and brings me to his lips, and we kiss deeply.

Over Zack's shoulder, I can see Tina leave the bathroom and head to the door, saying, "When you all need this `private time' put the `Please Knock First' sign on the door." Before she leaves, she puts the sign on the door nob and says, shaking her head, "Nothing but kissing, okay?"

We giggle into each other's mouths, and I give her a little wave. She shuts the door and Zack whispers into my ear, "Now let's get you naked."

About an hour later, and after five dry orgasms for me, there is a knock on the door, and we wrestle to get my underwear back on over my knee brace. Zack pulls them up just in time before my mom walks in and we both giggle.

"Why do I think I just interrupted something?" She asks.

I blush and hide my face with Max, "Mom!" I squeal.

"Zack, honey, it's time to get that cast off,"

"Okay, mom," Zack says while getting his crutches.

I lean over to get close to Zack and whisper questionably, "Mom?"

"I'll explain later. Don't worry about it. I love you." He leans into my face and kisses me real quick.

Zack

Mom stands by the door and rubs my head as I crutch past her. Then I hold the door as she goes over and gives AJ a kiss. Mom and AJ talk about something, and his face becomes upset, and she hugs him tightly. Then she heads my way and sees the concern on my face. We get into the hall and head to the elevator.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

She looks down at me and I can see her tears. Now I'm getting upset. She hugs me and says, "AJ has to stay for a bit longer."

"What? Why?"

"Honey, I'm so sorry. The doctors think they see something and need more time to make sure he'll be okay to come home."

"What? What did they find? Is he okay? What's wrong with AJ?" I practically screamed at her. She holds me tightly and tries to calm me down.

"Listen to me! Zack, he's going to be okay. Honey, I'm so sorry you have to share our family's trauma. You are going to have to trust me; AJ is a strong little kid and will get through this." She cries on my shoulder and we ride the elevator many times until we both calm down.

We get to the doctor, and he removes my cast. I take x-rays and they find I need a walking cast. It's a smaller one, and I won't need to use crutches anymore. With this cast, I can start physical therapy. That's great news, but all I can think about is being away from my AJ. The doctor jokes around while he wraps my leg, and I just blankly stare into the ceiling, counting. Mom covers for me, but the doctor knows something is wrong.

On the way out, we pass AJ's without going in. Mom says we said our goodbyes and don't have time to go in to say it again. We get to the nurse's station down the hall, and mom stops to talk with AJ's doctor. She leaves me sitting by myself on a couch. Looking down the hall, I can see AJ's room at the very end. It's only like twenty yards away, but might as well be a mile. I force myself not to look at it and I begin counting floor tiles. Soon alarms begin to go off and over the PA I hear `CODE BLUE! WE HAVE A CODE BLUE ROOM 210!' Nurses and doctors start running towards AJ's room. My heart almost explodes and I take off, following the mob of nurses. I'm doing my best, but without my crutches on a new lighter cast, I just can't seem to get the rhythm down, making me clumsy and unstable. Coming out of the room next to me, the nurse runs into my blind spot and knocks me down.

"Sorry, kid," he says as he helps me up and walks towards the nurses' station. I stand there while everything is going crazy. Soon I get my nerves back and head to AJ's room. As I get closer, I notice they are coming out of the room next to AJ's. Relief slams into me, dropping me on all fours, and I realize how scared I was to lose him again, and I just cry. I can't stop myself. I'm wailing so hard I can't breathe. A pair of arms wrap around me and pick me up to my feet. I turn and hug them as hard as I can as I fight for my air.

"Good lord Zack, what's wrong with you?" It's Tina and she pulls me to the side out of the way on a couch, and once we sit down, I hold her tight.

I struggle to get the word out, "Tell...tell me he's... he's okay?"

"Oh Zack, he's fine. AJ is just fine. I'll take you there," Tina says as we get up.

She opens the door and AJ sits up. I run as best as I can to him, and hug him tight.

"What's wrong Zack? Tina what's wrong?"

"I'm so glad you're okay. Don't leave me AJ, please don't leave me again," I'm sure he's very confused and is looking to Tina for an explanation, but soon we are joined by our mom. I can't help myself, I'm unconsolable and weeping.

"Zack honey, he is okay," I turn around and bury my head on her shoulder. She rubs my back as I cry uncontrollably, mumbling, "Don't die AJ, please don't die."

"Am I going to die?! Is that why I can't go home?!" AJ screams as his eyes flip back and forth from his mom to Tina and back again. "Am I going to die?!" Mom let me go and hurries to AJ.

"No AJ, your going to be fine, honey. Zack is just scared and thought the doctors were running to your room. You're going to be fine." She rubs his back and calms him down. I stand up and Tina hugs me and I let her.

"Can I stay the night here, please?" I ask looking into Tina's eyes.

"Well we can have one person stay over night, but your mom has to approve it. You'll need an over night pass," Tina says looking to AJ's mom. Then her eyes shift to Zack, "And you will have to be on your best behavior. We aren't a babysitter service here." I think she is joking but its hard to tell sometimes with Tina.

AJ

My panting is only matched by Zack's. His sweaty body lies behind me, and he has my good leg in the air. His penis is just getting soft and it exits me with a pop. He pulls my head around to him and we kiss passionately. Zack lays my leg gently down on the bed.

"AJ, I needed this private time with you so badly," Zack says softly in my face as he looks deeply into my emerald eyes.

I smile, licking what's left of his first cum off my face, "I've missed our time together. But we better hurry, Michael will be here soon for my measurements."

"Remember to clench your butt or we'll have a mess," Zack reminds me. I slip off the bed and pitch my butt cheeks together as I make my way to the bathroom with my IV stand in my other hand.

Zack is right behind me. I can hear his cast on the floor. Then he giggles at me, "You look funny pitching your butt together with your hand," and he spanks my butt cheek. I hop and my butt opens just a little and a haft fart exits and blows his cum on my leg and the floor.

I turn and look at him and tell him, "Don't, I can't hold it in and I'm making a mess." I was going to add, `It's your fault I have to walk this way; I have two loads of your cum,' but when I saw his penis, I started laughing.

As we enter the bathroom, he asks, "What's so funny?"

"Look at your penis!" I laugh as I sit down on the toilet.

Zack closes the door most of the way and looks down at his penis and whines, "Oh man, your shit is on my dick. That's not funny."

"Yes it is," I answer him and let out the loudest fart as Zack's cum shoots out of my butt. We both began laughing. Zack searches the vanity for any type of rag or soap. But he stops to laugh with me as I toot again and more shoots out. "Oooo, it's dripping out of my butt. It feels weird," and I giggle because it tickles.

Without warning, the bathroom's door opens and Michael's confused look kills our laughing fits. Then I let my last couple toots slip out. "What are you two doing?" Zack has covered his poop penis with his hands, and I am just trying to look as small as I can. He moves Zack's hands, seeing his penis. "Hmmmm okay boys. Let's get you cleaned up, yeah. You both stink like sex and poop."

Michael is suspiciously nice and gentle with us, saying, "Okay first things first, let's get you cleaned up." Michael sits on the shower stool and works to get the leg brace off Zack's leg. "There and since you're already naked, why don't you just hop in the shower?" He helps Zack get started, but when Zack reaches for the shower curtain, Michael stops him, saying, "No need for that. We're all friends here, right?" Then, while he watches Zack wash himself slowly, Michael's hand rests on my shoulder and rubs around my neck and chest. His hand is clammy, and when he grips my neck, I wince quietly. "Little man, you sit there till I get back. Try to finish whatever it is you're doing, and don't move off that toilet." Michael picks up a towel and some cleaner, then leaves the room towards the mess I left on the floor.

This is the worst case scenario. Michael is going to make us play games. I can feel my body begin to shake and I respond, "Yes sir."

Zack, looking very uncomfortable at me, asks, "Hey, does he always treat you like this? Don't you think he's being a little pervy?"

I look at him and am about to apologize for getting him into this mess when Micheal says from the other room, "No talking, just finish what you're doing."

Zack watches the door and whispers to me, "I don't know AJ, I don't like the way he looks at me and how he's touching you."

Soon, Michael comes back, about the time Zack finishes his shower. He puts a small box on the vanity. He heads towards Zack, and he takes a big towel from the rack. Michael turns off the water and begins to dry him off. I can tell he's uncomfortable with having a man dry him off after a shower. He looks at me and his face is yelling for help.

I shake my head and sign, `I'm sorry, it's going to get worse.' Michael pulls the towel away, and Zack's hard four-and-a-half-inch penis pulses up and down. His hands quickly move to cover it as his ears turn red.

Michael's eyes go from his penis to his blue eyes, "Young man, please go get your underwear on," and Zack hurries out.

As for me, Michael stares at me for an uncomfortably long time with an evil grin. "Michael, please don't..." I plead as tears slowly fall from my eyes.

"Well, I wasn't expecting to give you a shower tonight, but you need one now. Are you done tooting?"

I embarrassingly nod my head and Michael helps me off the toilet and into the shower. He takes my leg brace off and pulls the shower stool over for me to sit on. "Having sex without me here to watch and protect you was foolish," he tells me as he turns on the water. He stands back a little and watches me get soaked.

With water streaming down my face, I look up to him and plead, "Sorry, we kind of lost control. I wasn't thinking. Please, I don't want to play games tonight. I'll ask next time, if that is what you want, just please don't do anything to Zack."

"How noble of you," Michael says sarcastically as he turns off the water, soaps up a rag, and begins gently washing me. He quickly washes my upper body, legs, and hair. He has me stand and use the handle on the wall to steady myself. Then slowly and gently washes my penis, balls, and under my balls. My mind slips from being uncomfortable to being scared.

The way he was rubbing me, it didn't take long for me to get hard. "Ummm, Michael, I think it's clean," I whisper so that Zack can't hear. My breath quickens and becomes shallow. Michael's face shows a small eerie smile as he reads my facial features. I begged him again in a lustful whisper, "Michael, please stop."

"Oh, sorry," he says, disappointedly. "Turn around, let's get that bottom of yours clean."

I reluctantly turn around. I can tell something isn't right. He asks me to bend over and put my chest on the stool. Lowering my chest on the stool, I hold my eyes shut as I feel the rag swirl around my butt, cleaning the outside of it. When it was over, I felt his hand slide down my crack till it got to my butt hole. I feel a single tear drop from my eye and it glides down my cheek, fearful that I know what is next. His finger circles my hole and pushes lightly on my opening, teasing it.

Michael leans over me and whispers softly in my ear, "Wow, your boyfriend out there must have really been plowing you, your little brown star is loose. I bet my cock would just slip inside you." I hold on to the stool for dear life, thinking about how much this is going to hurt and my tears fill my eyes. "What do you say, little slut, do you want a man cock?"

"Excuse me?" asks Zack, poking his head inside the bathroom. "How much longer will this take?"

Michael stands up and pulls his hand from my bottom, and he says, "Stand up, little man, let's get you rinsed off." He turns on the water and I quickly sit down and cover my penis up. Zack makes eye contact with me, and I look away, ashamed. Michael turns and looks at Zack, telling him to go sit down. Reluctantly, he leaves the door frame.

I'm rinsed off quickly. Then Michael wraps me up in a towel, drying me off roughly until he gets to my stiffy and bottom, and then he begins to slowly feel around me. He pinches the tip of my penis, making me flinch and breathe deeply in pain. Then he begins to jack me off real slowly. At the same time, he slips two fingers from under the towel and they go up my butthole to the first knuckle. I whimper, "Please stop. Don't do this." Michael lowers his head and applies more pressure to my hole. The second knuckle of both fingers slips in, making me grunt loudly.

"So let's make a deal. Next time you two do anything, I will come and watch the door to protect you. And in return, I get to watch that young hunk of yours ram his cock into you..."

Michael's smile gets more evil and he sinks the full length of his two fingers all the way into my butt and asks, "...deal?" By this time, I'm up on the tip toes of my good leg and my bad one is hovering over the tiled floor. Both my hands have a death grip on his shoulders and tears fall, covering my chest as my face reflects the pain ripping through my butthole. His eyes search my face for something, like he's enjoying the painful looks on my face. I try not to look at him and try looking anywhere else, until Zack stands in the doorway. Our eyes meet, and he sees the fear and pain on my face.

"Hey! What do you think you are doing?!"

Michael's fingers quickly retract, dropping me hard on the tile floor, making me grunt and flinch again, falling to the tiles. He pulls me up by one hand and smacks my bottom, saying, as if nothing is wrong, "Okay you two hop in bed. You should have been asleep a while ago." I hurry past him and can feel him watching my bottom. Zack wraps his arm around my shoulders and leads me to the bed.

He helps me into my green boxers and under the covers. I bury my head into his chest and my body shakes in his arms. Zack lays next to me in the small hospital bed, and holds me tightly. Michael walks over to us slowly, loving how we look. Zack stares at him with hate in his eyes. "Get out of here, leave us alone," Zack bravely says as he covers us both up a little more with the thin hospital blankets.

Michael takes the hint and takes a step back. He tosses Zack the small box and says, "Remember, if you're fucking that beautiful, tight, tender ass, wear one of those. It's a rubber. Do you know how to use one? Do you want me to show you?"

"No, I can manage! Get out!"

Michael sticks his fingers, the two that were in my butt, in his mouth and licks it clean. "You know, I think I can taste you on here too, Zack. Remember our deal AJ. Good night, kids."

It was not a good night. Although I think I fell asleep a little here and there, I always woke up with a shudder or a small yelp. Zack remained vigilant. Every time my nightmare woke me, he would be there holding me tightly and staring at the door.

Zack

Tina comes into the room and sees AJ sleeping in my arms. The look in my eyes must have been an indication that something was wrong. "What's wrong, Zack?"

I watch the door until she gets to the bed and lays her hand on the railing. I pull AJ tighter and scoot us away from the nurse. She takes a step back. "Is Michael gone?" I ask as my eyes flip from her to the door.

"Yeah, his shift is over. He's gone home an hour ago," I release the tension I have been holding all night. I close my eyes and fall asleep.

Two hours later

I let out a huge yawn while I sat in front of some skinny man with thick glasses. He's in a grey cheap suit, and we've been staring at each other for the last thirty minutes. We're in what I'm guessing is his little office. The sign on the door says `Human Resources' whatever that means. Soon uncle... I mean, dad walks in and removes his coat. He sets it in the chair next to me and I bolt up to hug him. "I'm so glad you're here!" I tell him excitedly.

He returns the hug and asks, "What's going on?"

"Well, it seems we have an issue. Your son has accused one of our staff of molestation..."

I interrupt him and fill dad in on what happened to me and AJ last night. Dad looks me in the face and studies my eyes. Then he asks, "How's AJ?"

"The other one won't talk to our staff. We separated the boys so we could get two stories. This is a serious issue and I can't risk someone lying. The nurse is with the other boy, waiting on the mother."

"Alice and I came together. She is with AJ now. He won't talk to your staff, that's for sure. It took you a month to win his trust, and by the sound of it, you just lost it." Dad picks up his and my coat and gives it to me. "Let's go. You'll need to be with AJ if he is going to tell us anything."

"That's what I've been saying, but four-eyes here won't listen." This earns me a slap on the back of my head, but it's totally worth it. "Sorry," I say as I roll my eyes.

We enter AJ's hospital room, and mom has him in her arms. I can tell he's been crying, and when he sees us, he gets down, runs over, and hugs dad first, then latches onto me.

"Can someone please tell me what's going on?" Mom asks out of frustration. Dad goes over and takes her in his arms and holds her.

"Zack, tell your side please," dad asks me very directly.

The Human Resources guy is there along with Tina and some other woman in a suit. "Okay, like how exact do you want the story?"

"Zack..." my dad says, with the hidden threat to stop messing around.

"Okay, AJ... ummm, had the runs and I was helping him in the bathroom and I got... messy. Then we heard laughter coming from the door, and that's when Michael came in. AJ got really quiet, and I couldn't tell if he was embarrassed or afraid. He took off my brace and had me step into the shower. He told AJ to stay on the toilet until I was done. I should have known something was up when he wouldn't let me close the curtain and just stood there and watched me shower. Then when I was done, he wanted to towel me off and I was going to say no, but I looked at AJ first and he signed to me that he was sorry and it was going to get worse. Then Michael got real pervy with me and spent a lot of time drying my dic... I mean penis. I finally told him I was good, and he told me to go put on some underwear and sit down, so I did that. I am sitting on the bed thinking about what happened and what AJ signed to me. I hear him and AJ talking. Then I hear the shower running and stopping. I heard AJ say that Michael should stop, and I remembered how he was drying me off, so I got up and snuck over there. When I got there, AJ was bent over a stool and the perv was laying on his back as he was washing AJ's butt crack."

"So, I asked how much longer, and Michael stood up, surprised. He tells me to go back and sit somewhere. I just hang around the door listening, just in case I'm right about Michael. He tells AJ to rinse off, and then shortly after, I hear the water turn off. I could hear movement and AJ grunting in pain, so I peaked in. I couldn't see what he was doing at first, but I could see AJ's eyes, so I yelled, `What do you think you're doing?' AJ dropped to the floor, down onto the tiles, and I think I saw him pull his fingers out of AJ's bottom. He pulled AJ up, and once he let go of AJ, he ran to me. I got him to the bed as Michael followed me, watching us. I put boxers on him and held him tightly. Michael came over to us and gave us rubbers, then left. I stayed up all night to make sure Michael didn't come back." Going over to the bed, I pull the covers back, revealing a box of orange condoms.

"Why would he give you those?" asks the skinny man.

I quickly think of something as mom and dad stare at me, showing interest in what I have to say. "He said something about AJ's tight, beautiful, fuckable butt, then he licked his fingers... sorry for cursing."

Dad gives me an odd look and then nods.

"Is that what happened, little guy? Can you tell us what Michael did while your friend wasn't in the bathroom?" asks the skinny four-eyed man.

AJ pulls his head from my chest and looks at me, "You have to tell us, little bro, or he will keep doing this to the other kids."

He lays his head back on my chest and says softly, "He played with my front and back. Then he put his fingers in my bottom," he starts crying again and whispers, "It hurt real bad."

I wipe the tears from my little boyfriend's eyes and kiss his forehead, then ask, "This isn't the first time, is it?"

AJ shakes his head `No.'

The skinny man stands up and looks troubled. Then the adults all went in the hall to talk. I just hold AJ while he cries.

Gateway Academy

A large, at least eight-inches, thick cock is rammed down my throat. The edges of my mouth hurt as it stretched to accept his large dick. I choke and hack as the room senior grabs my hair and pulls my head back, only to thrust it back in till my nose smashes against his sweaty brown pubic hair. "...and that's thirty seconds."

The senior pulls me off and the next roommate, a junior, takes my head by my ears and jams his cock in my mouth. His dick isn't more then six-inches but he likes it fast. He rabbit fucks my mouth for thirty seconds and then passes me to my last roommate.

The last one is a freshman, a smaller boy, his cock is about five inches or a little more; he is a straight up pussy. He's always apologizing to me before he rapes me. The others treat him almost as badly as they treat me. I guess he was the cum dumpster before I got here. He holds his cock in front of me while I recover from the junior.

"What're you doing? jam it inside of him. Don't feel bad for him; remember, it's his fault we had to do laps," the senior says. "Please tell me you don't have to be reminded how to get your dick sucked?"

The freshman shakes his head no and jams it in my mouth. I gag a little, but he's not as big as the others, so I can take it. He grabs the back of my head and begins forcing me on him, then looks to the senior for approval. The junior slaps his ass hard, and I mean hard. I almost bite his dick off when he slams it into the back of my throat. As he is laughing, the junior adds, "There's your approval fresh, come on work that little cock of yours."

He's relieved when his thirty seconds get interrupted. The senior grabs me and yanks me off of his little dick and rams his monster cock down my throat.

The senior ignores him as he thrusts and pulls, thrusts and pulls. Soon he erupts in my mouth and hot, thick liquid fills my mouth as he thrusts one more time. I fight for air and I'm pretty sure I can feel cum coming out of my nose. His cock pulses and pulses. I almost passed out when he pulls my head off his dick and held me up by my hair. Cum is flowing out of my mouth and covering my chest. "Hmmm next time eighth-year, either learn to clean your corner of the room right so we don't get dinged at inspection and have to do laps, or learn to swallow better. Because next time you better swallow all my cum." He lets go of my hair and my naked body limply falls to the floor.

"He's all yours. Don't beat him, I better not see any bruises on him. Just get off and leave him in his bed. I'll tell the Lt. he's sick tonight and is skipping dinner." Then the senior grabs his shower things and leaves the room.

"Well, since he's on all fours, I call dibs on that bubble butt." The rabbit fucker gleefully says as he rams his cock in my ass. I begin to yell, but my mouth is stuffed with his little dick. I don't think about what I did to deserve this. I don't think about how to make sure it doesn't happen again. All I can think about is how much I hate AJ Docker and that whatever happens to me here at school I will do to AJ. Even if I have to kidnap him and his gay lover. I'll spend my whole two-week vacation fucking that little shit.


End of Counting - Chapter 13 - Tux


These stories have inspired my work:

The Boys of East Harbor - Michael Gay: Young Friends https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/the-boys-of-east-harbor-michael/
Transitions Daily Life Gay: Adult/Youth https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/transitions-daily-life/
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Andrew's Misplaced TrustGay: Adult/Youthhttps://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/andrews-misplaced-trust/

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