Date: Thu, 31 Dec 2020 14:34:00 +0000 From: Andrew Passey Subject: The Deal Part Two (Young Friends) Jamie wasn't expecting Tom to open the door although he'd prepared a little speech in case he had. To his relief it was Tom's Mum who opened the door. "Hello Jamie! Lovely to see you. I was saying to Tom the other day it's a shame you don't come round anymore. I guess you're busy with school work. I hear you're doing well from what your Mum says. Tom could do with taking a leaf out of your book! He used to be up the top of the class with you, now his heading down the classes fast. Have a word with him and get him back to his best! Now what can I do for you?" Tom's Mum asked, smiling broadly at Jamie. "Erm I'm here to see Tom actually, is he in?" Jamie asked, fully knowing the answer. "Oh yes, he's up in his room. He claims he's going to do his homework but he's probably playing one of his silly games. You know where it is," She said smiling and then going back into the kitchen. Jamie trooped upstairs, then stopped in front of Tom's bedroom door. He knocked gently. "What?!" Tom shouted in an annoyed tone. Jamie didn't know what to say so knocked again, "For fucks sake Mum, hold on give me a minute......Ok come in!" Tom shouted and Jamie opened the door. Tom was sitting at his desk still in his school uniform. He was staring at his homework on a laptop screen. "What the fuck do you want?" He asked Jamie who reddened straight away. "Um, I Er, I wanted to talk about stuff. About the bullying you do to me," He said stammering slightly. "You should be here to thank me. If it wasn't for me Carl would have had you sucking his pissy dick earlier. You're welcome," Tom said with a slight sneer. At the mention of Carl and the incident earlier Jamie suddenly saw red and his anger kicked in. "Thank you?! For what?! For making my life a living hell? For making me dread going to school? For holding me while your friend pisses all over me. For punching me? For taunting me? For smashing my things? For making me so miserable at times I just want to kill myself. No. I'm not fucking thanking you for anything you've done. You used to be nice. We used to be best friends but you've just become a complete arsehole," Jamie said angrily to Tom. Tom was clearly shocked at the words and looked lost for a second. Then his protection instinct kicked in and he fought back. "You were the one who changed! Anyway that's in the past, why would I be friends with you now? Why would I hang around with a gay boy?" Tom said, each word hurting Jamie but also confusing him, how did he know about him? "What the fuck do you mean?" Jamie spluttered a reply. "You saying you're not gay? Carl said your eyes almost bulged out your head when he got his dick out earlier," Tom said, his anger dissipating slightly. This was not going how Jamie intended and he felt cornered. "Um. No. I dunno. Maybe. But I don't see why that means you can treat me bad and why it was my fault? But anyway, I want you to lay off me. I want you to stop the bullying and be nice to me again. And get your thuggish friends to stop too" Jamie said, regretting the use of the word "thuggish" as he could see Tom's hackles flare up again. "And why the fuck would I want to do that?" He asked Jamie. Now it was Jamie's chance. "Became I'll make a deal with you. You lay off me, keep your friends from bullying me too and I'll um....help you with your homework. Your Mum says you're struggling a bit." "I'm not "struggling", I just can't. be. arsed. I'm not a nerdy goody little two shoes like you. But I suppose you doing it would be useful, would free up my spare time a bit," Tom said looking thoughtful. "No, I'll do it with you. I'll help you but I won't do it for you, otherwise you won't get any better." Jamie said. He wanted Tom to be better at school. He knew that Tom was intelligent and that since he got friends with those boys his school work dropped off. Like it wasn't important anymore and being a dickhead was. However, he knew the old Tom was still in there somewhere. "Fucking hell you sound like my mum. No deal. I enjoy the bullying and dropping it for a bit of extra home tuition. Nah. I want a bit more. Ok here's what I propose. Outside these four walls I'll do as you ask. I'll lay off you. I'll keep my mates from bullying you as much as I can. But in these four walls you do as I say. You help me with my homework rather than doing it for me but on top you have to do anything else I might decide I want you to do," Tom said. "What like?" Jamie asked slightly concerned. "Anything I decide, I honestly don't know yet. Let's start with twice a week. One school night and one weekend day. Probably Sunday as that's usually a big homework day, No negotiation, this is the deal. Take it or leave it," Tom replied. Jamie was silent, here was the answer to end his pain but....he didn't like the uncertainty. There was a limit to what Tom could make him do in his room. It wasn't like he was going to have him cleaning the house for him, or washing his clothes but he still didn't like it. "Ok," He said slightly reluctantly. "Shake on it. And swear on your mother's life that you won't break the deal,"Tom said, upping the stakes slightly. Jamie shook hands, swore on it and Tom smiled. "Good. Now I'm busy so fuck off out of here. We'll start on...Hmm....Wednesday. So I'll see you after school then, that gives you three bully free days at school to see how good my word is. Now go," Tom said and turned back to his computer. Jamie did as he was told, heading downstairs. Tom's Mum asked if he wanted to stay for dinner but Jamie said not this time. "I'll be back over on Wednesday to help Tom though with school stuff so maybe then. I think I'll be over a bit more in the future." He said with a smile. He walked back over the road to his house with a spring in his step, he'd done what Tim suggested, he'd cut a deal with Tom and now maybe things would be better. A day that had involved him being pissed on was ending with the hope of a brighter future. Well, at least a hopefully better time at school he thought. He didn't want to get too carried away. "Sarah said you came over to see Tom earlier, are you two getting on again?" Jamie's Mum asked him over dinner that evening. Jamie cursed the fact his parents were such good friends with Tom's, it made it hard to keep secrets. "Um sort of. I'm going to help him with his schoolwork, that sort of thing. This is delicious by the way," Jamie said gesturing at his dinner and hoping to change the subject. "Great! I know Sarah and Patrick have been worried about Tom's school work ever since he started hanging out with the wrong crowd. You used to be so close as well, it's nice you're getting back on good terms." His Dad said. Jamie nodded, although he thought if only they knew how bad it had been for him they'd probably not be so happy for him to hang out with Tom. Still, onwards and upwards, things were certainly looking up he decided. "Yes it will be nice, can I be excused?" Jamie asked and his parents nodded, he went up to his room and lay on his bed. The major concern was that Tom had suggested he knew Jamie was gay. But how did he? Jamie hadn't ever really admitted it to himself. He'd sort of confirmed it to Tom but he was so confused about everything. Ultimately, he guessed things would take care of themselves. And as for taking care of things, Jamie thought he better take care of his hardening dick before he went to sleep. He let his imagination run wild, pretending that Carl had forced him to suck his dick earlier. It disgusted him but also aroused him. He knew he liked looking at it and he could still feel the strange sensation as it was dragged across his face. After a dry cum he fell asleep, wishing he was just a normal boring teenager rather than the angst ridden, bullied mess he'd become. Monday came around quicker than Jamie would have liked as always seemed to be the case, however he walked to school feeling a little bit more upbeat than usual. He was worried that Tom might have been lying about not bullying him but he needn't have been concerned, Tom ignored him totally as did the other bullies. He'd obviously kept his word and by Wednesday Jamie was actively enjoying being at school. He walked home in the cold pouring rain. He dried off and was getting changed out of his school uniform when his phone dinged. "Mum wants you to stay for dinner, so that's what you're going to do," the message said, It was Tom on WhatsApp. Jamie has assumed Tom had deleted his number ages ago so he was a bit surprised. "Ok, I'll be over in five mins," he replied. His phone dinged again but he ignored it. He needed to mentally prepare himself for the encounter with Tom. What if once they were in his bedroom he bullied him, even hit him? Technically Jamie had signed up for that so he knew he needed to stand up for himself., He ran across the road in the rain and knocked on the door, smiling at Jamie's Mum as she answered it. "Hello Jamie! Come in out the rain, Tom is in the shower but you can wait in his room. I'm sure he won't mind. I'm delighted you're staying for dinner, it's been too long since we caught up properly,"She said as Jamie took his shoes off and went upstairs to wait in Tom's room. Tom's dad was an architect. As well as clearly being well off he'd liked to add little things to their house over the years. Tom's room was an extension above the garage where he had a big room with an ensuite bathroom. It had been put in a couple of years ago to give Tom more "space" and Jamie was envious of it. He entered Tom's room feeling a bit awkward that Tom was still in his bathroom and he sat on the chair by the desk next to Tom's laptop. Tom had a big double bed and a TV and PS4 nearby so he could lie in bed watching whatever he wanted or playing his games which Jamie was also envious of, his parents weren't particularly keen on Jamie having a TV in his room. Luckily like Tom he was allowed a computer there for homework although unbeknownst to them he'd use it for less wholesome activities as well. As one of his friends said, "Incognito mode is your friend." The laptop was open and he idly clicked on the tabs to see what Tom was looking at. He gasped aloud as he saw the google search results for "Blond twink sucking cock" before slamming the laptop lid down in shock. Had Tom been looking at gay porn? It certainly seemed so. Did that mean he was gay as well? Jamie was brought back to reality as Tom came in wearing just a towel around his waist, Jamie's eyes almost popped out his skull seeing his well toned body this close up. He looked like a model with his physique and his dark hair, Jamie had to surreptitiously rearrange his hardening dick in his pants, "Fucking hell Jamie, I told you not to come over until I'd said I'd finished my shower. Did you come over hoping to see me naked?" Tom said slightly exasperatedly. "No um sorry, I Er didn't check my messages," Jamie said blushing. He pulled his phone out and saw the WhatsApp message from Tom. "Well I guess you're here now. Hold on a fucking minute..have you been on my laptop?" Tom asked, noticing the laptop lid was down. Jamie sat there dumbfounded thinking of what he could say to Tom. If he said yes then Tom might realise he'd seen the gay porn there. He took a deep breath...