The Usual disclaimers apply. If you aren't supposed to be here then I suggest you go away. This is my first attempt at a story outside of school so bare with me and I hope you enjoy yourself..
<<<!%**BEEP-BEEP-BEEP **%!> "Arghhh!!! Another day in the hellhole we all call high school." I say to myself as I role over and slap at the alarm. Slowly opening my eyes I notice a bright, sunny day seeping through the blinds and onto my skin. Kicking off the remains bit of covers still clinging to my feet I swing them off the bed and sit on the side grabbing my pack of smokes. As I light one I lay back down on the bed to wait for my morning hard-on to calm itself enough to make it to the shower.(as comfortable as I am walking around my house in boxers, I don't think that would be a very appropriate gesture as my mom would put it.) After finishing the cigarette I decide I better get moving or spend another afternoon in detention for being late. I grab my towel out of the closet and head for the bathroom. After I close the door I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. "Good morning Jack!" I hear my mom say as she walks by the bathroom door. "Mornin' ma" I reply rolling my eyes. Turning on the shower to its normal HOT setting I slip my boxers off. Once again I stop to glance in the full size mirror on the back of the Door. There I stand, Jack Bishop, about 5'9 with my blonde hair and the green eyes the chics at school always seem to dig. I can tell all that basketball playing has been paying off with my toned body finally starting to show. God how I love the chest and 6 pack look. I Give myself a wink and jump into the shower. After a quick soap and rinse I wrap the towel around my waist and it's off to grab some clothes for yet another day. I decide on boxer-briefs and a pair of low hanging shorts. I grab a T-shirt and it off to breakfast.
Mom is already running out the door yelling back "there's some breakfast in the oven." She's great, it must have been hard to have a kid at 17 and have to raise him alone. But I must say she has done pretty well. Anyway, opening the oven it's last night's pizza. As disgusting as it sounds I was actually pretty pleased. I grab the 2 pieces left, toss my backpack over my shoulder, and jet out the door myself.
The day starts out pretty normal. A lot of B/S-ing in homeroom about the weekend's events, Then off to first period. The wonderful and amazing history. NOT!!! But I settle into my seat and get my brain ready for daydream mode just as a new face walks in. He crosses the front of the room and approaches Mr. Thomas. I'm trying to remember where I saw this guy before. Mr. Thomas motions for the kid to sit in the empty chair behind me and starts the class by talking about the golden era and the industrial revolution. The new guy motions his head in a what's up kinda way and I motion back. And it's back to the daydream state I so love. Today are flashbacks of spring break and all the parties and lazy days.
After the bell rings I pack up and begin to wander off to Spanish class. "Jack!!" I turn around to see the new kid jogging to catch up to me. "hey?.?" I questioned. Looking puzzled he asked "don't you remember me?" "ya from somewhere..But I can't quite place it!" I reply with my mind racing to place his face. "It's DJ" I look confused. "Remember.Gina's friend." "Oh ya., a couple summers ago from Corning!?" I replied, remembering that summer with my cousin Gina in Corning. "What's up?" "Not much" he answered "the fam. just decided they wanted to live somewhere warmer, so it was off to Florida!" That's cool" I replied "but listen I gotta run. Gonna be late." I said scrambling off before realizing how rude that was. "Hey what time is your lunch?" I questioned turning around. "11:45" he mumbled. "Wanna do lunch? I usually hit Burger King or something." I suggested. "Ya sounds good" he added. "Alrighty then, meet me in the commons" I shouted back running down the hall towards class as the bell rang.
The rest of the morning went rather normally. Spanish (yo quiero Taco Bell?) and Auto shop. I was starving by the time lunch came around. So much in fact that I almost forgot I was supposed to be meeting DJ in the commons. But as I started heading for the doors, there he was. "This guy will definitely be good for the image to hang around with" I thought to my self as I was walking up to him. He was a little taller than me (maybe about 5'11) and thin. Not really lanky thin. More like a swimmers type of thin. He had a dark blonde, almost brown hair color that that was shaved around the sides and kind of spikey on top. Must admit he wasn't going to have any troubles finding any hot chics to cart around town. "What's up?" He greeted me as I walked up. "Notta, just starvin'!" I replied as I walked by him as he followed me out to the parking lot to my car.
Lunch was spent pretty much scarffing down woppers and fries. Not much chit chat since we both were pretty damn hungry. Afterwards we got some random conversation going about school and chics, the usual stuff. "So far the move here has pretty much turned out lame." He answered one of my questions as to how he liked the new environment. "Why's that?" I asked. "Well, I really don't know anyone, so I pretty much spend the days at home watchin' TV or something." "Well that's pretty much what everyone around here does anyway. But I usually shoot some hoops with some friends after school in my driveway, since my ma works so late. You're welcome to come over and join if ya want." His eyes lit up at the offer. "That would be great! Something other than the after school special for once." He practically shouted. "Besides, my folks keep bugging me to get out of the house anyways" he tossed in probably to avoid sounding too excited.
On our way back to school we stumbled on the fact that we both had PE for last period. But he was in one of the other classes and I was one of the guards for the swim classes that everyone had to take a semester of their first two years. "Weren't you a lifeguard at the Y back in New York?" I suggested. "Yulp, for like 3 years." He added. "Well, then why don't you come and talk to Coach Ross before gym and see if you can get in my class. We need another guy since it's only me and two girls right now." I suggested "That would be cool" He nodded. "Besides that, I hate running laps." It was agreed that we would meet at my locker before class and I would introduce him to coach so he would pretty much be a shoe-in for the last spot.
We got back from lunch a little late and both had to scurry off to class. But there were only 3 classes left of the day and DJ met me at my locker as planned before the last. As we walked off to the pool we chatted away pointing out different people and giggling a little bit. When we arrived I showed him to Ross' office and went to the locker room to change. After a few minutes he walked in as I was stepping into my trunks. I hurried to pull them up embarrassed since I was the only one to usually be changing in the room. (the students had their own locker room; we used the swim teams) "I'm in" he smiled. "Cool deal." I replied. "Ya, I have to run this form to my other teacher and since I don't have any shorts, I'm gonna pretty much hang out in the stands today and watch what happens." DJ shrugged. "Well I have a spare suit if ya wanna get into the pool today" I suggested "I'll leave my locker open and you can grab them when ya get back." "Deal" he said turning to hustle down to the other locker room to track down his teacher.
Beginning of class went as usual. The kids swimming their warm up laps while the guards splashed away at the other side of the pool. I wasn't paying much attention when all the sudden I was lifted up and forced under water. When I came up for air I saw DJ standing there in the water with a huge grin on his face. I immediately went back at him but his experience in the water he easily overpowered me and had me under water again. After that the coach blew his whistle and it was time for the class to begin. The rest of the class was the coach lecturing on the proper strokes of each technique and had us in the water demonstrating. Afterwards we retired to the locker rooms and I showed DJ where the towels and stuff were. We had to stand outside the showers and hand them out to the guys as they went to their lockers. And then we got to shower and get dressed ourselves. We went to our lockers and started to towel off. For some reason my eyes started to wander as he slid off his trunks. I noticed how nice his body was from all that swimming he does. His chest was well formed and he had a solid six pack and not a hair on his body except for a trace that started about a half inch under his navel and went down to a well trimmed patch in his groin. His ass was smooth and seemed pretty firm as well. But his cock was real nice. Probably about 4 to 4-1/2 inches soft and had a perfect shape to it. "Wait a minute" I thought to myself "what the hell am I doing? I'm checkin' this guy out. I mean I have thought about what it would be like to be with a guy before, but all boys my age do it! It's a normal thing..Right?!?!"
Phew! Such a long story and not even any sex. Humm..hope I didn't disappoint anyone there. Don't worry I will add something in the next one. Hope you all enjoyed this one. Any comments or suggestions drop a line to BIBOY76@AOL.COM and put NIFTY in the subject so you don't fall victim to the mass of deleted junk.Hope to add some more real soon.
Changes 2
Alrighty, here we go with part two. Hope everyone enjoyed the first one. This one gets a little interesting. As always all comments are welcome. And if you aren't supposed to be here then it's time for you to hit that little "X" in the corner. ENJOY!!
What a hottie this guy was. I wonder if he is still a virgin. After a bit I noticed my cock starting to stiffin. And realized I was probably staring a little too much. I hustled to get the rest of my clothes on still trying to figure out what was going on in my head and hoped he wouldn't notice my hard-on. I was freaking out. My palms got the sweaty, stomach started turning, and head was spinning with so many thought, questions, and concerns. Dj picked up on my wandering another planet and asked what was wrong. "Nothing!" I quickly snapped. "Sorry, you just seemed a little outta it." Turning to finish combing his hair. I shook my head and regained my composure. What was I freaking out about? This was a petty good-looking guy. And I'm sure anyone would have admired his body if given a chance. Nothing was up. I'm not a fag or anything like that. "Sorry bud, I guess I'm just a little outta it today." I said to Dj patting him on the back. "You ready to get stomped in a little game of B-Ball?" Adding with a slick smirk. "Shouldn't that be the other way around?" He bounced back as we packed up and headed out of the locker room on our way to my house.
We talked the whole ride home about everything and nothing at all. This was a really cool guy. He was laid back and seemed rather normal. Finally we pulled up to my house and went in to grab some clothes to play in. We went to my room and I grabbed a couple pairs of sweat shorts and T-shirts. I tossed him one and we quickly changed and out to the driveway. I loved playing ball out there since my mom got the rim to put up on the garage. It was such a release to just shoot around alone, or a great pass time for those who stopped by now and then.
Dj and I shot around for a while just horsing around before things got into an intense game of 21. We were both playing pretty hard as if trying to impress the other. I have to admit it was a good game, and he was damn good at it. The score stayed even pretty much the entire time. It was lasting a good hour at least. Finally he pulled ahead and ended up beating me 18-21. "Good game!" I patted him on the butt. Realizing what I did I pulled my hand away to fast slapping myself on the thigh. Dj just flashed me a sly grin as he collapsed on the ground leaning against the garage door. I stood froze trying desperately to think of a way to create a distraction from what just happened. Finally I spoke up "What do ya say about getting washed up and grabbing some food?" Dj looked up at me still grinning. "In a little bit, I can't eat anything after getting all worked up like that. Cop-a-squat and chat for a bit." He suggested patting the ground next to him. "I want to talk about that stiffy you got in the locker room earlier!" My mouth dropped, heart sank, and I suddenly felt as if I had to vomit right there. I felt the blood rushing to my face as I had to be turning 11 shades of red. "I..i.uh..uhhh.." "Relax, I'm kidding fool!" He laughed and playfully punched my shoulder. "It happens to all of us, hey I got one in the gym showers last year." He raised an eyebrow and licked his lips grinning. "Whatever!" I slapped him upside the head as I plopped down next to him. phew "So what ya want to chat about?" I mocked "No seriously.." He continued. "So where are your parents anyways?" "Well, I never really knew my father, they broke up when I was real young." "sorry" Dj interrupted. "It's cool." I continued. "And my ma works long hours to support us. She is a pretty cool chic all in all. She isn't too overprotective as long as I stay in the lines. It probably helps that she had me so young. She remembers how it was. And she was a hippie child in her day. So she thinks I can't do anything worse than she did. At least that's what she keeps telling me." I said smiling "What about you? What are your parents all about?" Dj's smile faded. "Umm they are normal I guess." He shrugged breaking eye contact and looking at the ground. " What about that food now?" He suggested "Umm, alright." I blew it off figuring they were probably just your average dorky parents all teens are embarrassed about. "Sure, let's do it." Since we didn't have anything in the house, it was decided we would get cleaned up and hit the burger joint by school. It was one of the more popular hang-outs, so I figured it'd be a good chance to introduce him to some of the "crew". "Loser showers first!" he insisted patting my on the back. I totally agreed considering how sweaty I had gotten and I might have a chance to take care of a little business that has been bothersome all day.
So I showed DJ where the computer was and told him to help himself as I grabbed a towel and headed to the bathroom. Almost instantaneously my 5.4" (ya I measure) cock sprigged to attention. So I decided to soap up a little and try to take care of it. I closed my eyes and slowly started to stroke myself feeling the water splash over my naked body. I closed my eyes and leaned back against the tiles. I ran my hand over my chest and nipples and let it trace down to my nuts. I slid my finger under them so it just barley touched the tip of my asshole. Damn this felt so good!!! My strokes started quickening as I opened my eyes to look down and watch my dick slide through my fist. "ahh yaoohh" KNOCK KNOCK "Hey man, mind if I take a piss?" It was DJ "I really gotta go!" Oh shit, did he know? Could he hear me? "Umm...ya bro, no problem." I yelled as he came into the bathroom while I was still standing there with my hard-on still in my hand. I could feel the cold air rush over my body. It felt pretty good. I stood silent until I started to picture him standing there and reaching into his pants. Wrapping his fingers around his soft cock and pulling it out. My hand started to move back and forth again fiercely. My breathing got heavy again as I was picturing stepping up behind him and slipping my hands into his waistband and sliding his shorts down to his knees. Reaching around him I let my fingers brush over his pubes and slowly grab wrap my own fingers over his now half hard cock. "ARRGHHH" I started shooting all over the curtain and my feet. "Are you alright in there?" DJ asked. I didn't realize I was so loud. "Oh ya..I just got soap in my eye." I Lied "Better than other places!" He laughed as he flushed the toilet and strolled out of the bathroom. Double phew "AHH!! That shit is cold" I shouted when the heat left the water pouring over my body. "Hurry up!" he mentioned closing the door behind him.
I hurried and washed up and jumped out of the shower. All the time, again confused. What was I thinking? I don't understand it?!? I just thought about one of my friends and got off! A GUY AT THAT!!!!! I shook my head and wrapped the towel around my waist and walked to my room. DJ was lying on the floor with his shirt off when I walked in. He jumped up and playfully started grabbing at my towel. "What ya got under there big guy?" he joked. We both giggled as he kept trying to grab at my towel and I slapped his hands away each time. Then it happened again. Oh my god..I'm getting hard.again! "Dude, just get into the shower!" I snapped turning my back to him. "alright, alright, geez!" Dj shrugged, grabbed his towel and headed off to the bathroom. After he left I just sat on my bed and almost cried. I sat there and lost track of time. It took DJ practically knockin me over to bring me back. There he was again. Standing in from of me in just a towel. I just kind of looked up half dazed.
"Dude, what's up?" He questioned looking concerned. "Your mood has gone up and down all day. Is this normal for you?" He grinned. I sighed. "Cop a squat man. I need to talk to you for a minute." I said patting the bed next to me. "What's up bud?" His face suddenly became serious. I sighed again. Do I really want to tell this kid I just nutted over him in the shower? I started..."Well, this is gonna sound really strange. And I wish I had a good explanation. But,...."
HAHAHA! Don't ya just love that ending? Sorry these two have both been so short, I am just trying to get a good base started. And the cliffhangers make it a little hard to add anything to this one. And then my computer crashed so I had to go without for a week.<and almost went insane!>. But now for the next week they should come back to back. I'm starting on the next part right now and have some great ideas ahead but I figure I better get something else posted or I might start getting death threats. So stay tuned and hopefully they will be having sex by the end of the week. Hehehe or maybe not!