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This story is a very long work of gay erotic science fiction. There are some scenes of man on man action but it will not be a dominating factor in this story. So if you are looking for something to get off to you might as well turn around now.
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Chapter 15: Jay Arrives
Mr. Driscoll came back only a few moments later closing the door and sitting down at his desk. He leaned back in his chair and put his feet up on his desk leaning back. I could see his rippling abs through his shirt and despite his age Mr. Driscoll was in excellent shape.
"I must say it's been years since I've felt someone's eyes on me like that, especially someone so young" he turned to me and smiled putting his feet down. "I'm flattered for sure, but I'm not about that so keep your head on straight or I'll put it on straight for you... got it?"
I gulped
"Got it"
"Good... now what is it that I am supposed to be helping you study for?" he asked me
"My possible freshman year college coursework?" I asked
"Why didn't you just take the diploma?" Tim asked me "I'm sure your grades were good enough for that?"
"They were, but I sort of need the scholarships" I said
"And you thought spending four and a half hours a day with me would be easier?" Tim asked and I nodded
"HAHAHAHAHAAAA!" he laughed holding his sides wiping a tear forming in his eye "ho... hold on..." he laughed harder "you thought... Oh this is priceless..."
"What's so funny I asked?"
Tim suddenly became serious
"If you thought for one second being my personal study machine was going to be easy... you were woefully mistaken... by the end of the year you'll probably be ready for graduate school" he said seriously
I gulped then noticed my throat had gone dry
Tim reached into his desk and removed several sheets of paper and then walked into the classroom closet and pulled out about thirteen different books. He sat all the books down on the desk and then pulled out his cell phone. He typed a few things into his blackberry.
"These are your new books. You have three days per book and on the fourth day I expect a three thousand word summary, synopsis and then your own personal feelings about each book. Essentially `Your likes, dislikes, and overall emotional response to the story'" He said
Just then the door opened and Mr. Blackwell came in.
"Ahh the elusive Mr. Farrell" Mr. Blackwell said giving me a smile. "These are the papers you asked for" Mr. Blackwell said handing the papers to Mr. Driscoll but Tim held his hand up then pointed to me
"For him?" Mr. Blackwell asked and Tim nodded
"Well well...it's been years... but here you go" Mr. Blackwell handed me a small stack of papers
I looked down and realized that the papers he was holding for me were concise science notes for biology, environmental science and chemistry.
"I minored in science at BU and developed a basic crash course in science for my kids" Mr. Blackwell said giving me a small smile
"And I minored in math" Mr. Driscoll said handing me his own set of papers. I looked them both over and I was amazed to me reading some of the most clear and concise notes I have ever read. It broke everything down into steps so as long as you followed the directions directly it was probably better than any textbook I had ever seen.
"These are amazing" I said giving them both a smile "why don't you use these?" I asked
"We have to directly follow the state guided curriculum, but in certain select cases we're allowed" Mr. Blackwell said giving a grimace. I noted it was shared with Mr. Driscoll
"We're going to make it so you'll be fully prepared for college" Mr. Driscoll said giving me a small smile "that way you can focus on your... Certain other things" he finished giving me a wink.
I looked at Mr. Blackwell and he gave me the same wink and then it dawned on me. Mr. Blackwell and Mr. Driscoll were standing shoulder to shoulder and seemed very close, the way they looked at one another and how they had this grand plan...
I couldn't help it but I gasped
"There he's got it!" Tim smiled "told you he would!"
"Yea yea" Mr. Blackwell smiled
"Hey Dustin you got to get going" Tim said pointing to the clock showing I only had about 15 minutes before practice.
I got up quickly and gave Tim a huge smile
"Thanks so much Tim I can't wait to get started, you too Mr. Blackwell" I said
"The name is James" Mr. Blackwell said
"James" I nodded and rushed out the door.
I wasn't really in any rush to get to swim practice as I couldn't even swim yet, I figured I could put my face in and maybe call my dad and duck out early. I got to the locker room and pushed my way inside. I was shocked as it looked like all of the swim team was collectively waiting for me. All the guys were in their suits and they were all just looking at me and I felt a cold chill run down my spine. I looked first to Ian whose face remained blank and then I looked to Colin who had a small smile and as my eyes locked onto Colin's he walked towards me.
Colin stood between me and the team and he stopped and rubbed his head nervously
"Hey Dustin the guys here kinda elected me to be their spokesman" Colin said and I felt my heart leap into my chest as I expected them to veto me off the team. Colin continued speaking
"We're a team" he said "you, me, everyone... and the only way we're going to win is if we act like it, that means... fuck... you know... shit... you're one of us alright. Someone hurts you, they hurt us... someone wants to hurt you... they go through us... we're with you." Colin finished and in a very uncharacteristic display stepped forward and gave me a hug.
The team then surrounded us and gave me pats on the back of approval and smiles and a tidal wave of words of encouragement as I found myself ushered with the crowd out to the pool area.
Coach Clarke didn't even bat an eye as we stormed the pool area en-force and simply gave me a small nod as he began practice and I moved to sit on the bench at poolside. Several members of the team between sets would come and give me a high five which cheered me up and it didn't seem to take any time before the practice was over.
I watched the team finish their last sets and a few guys stayed back to say hi to me. I noticed Ian walk into the locker room without sparing me a glance. Colin seemed to notice it too.
"I thought you guys were beginning to get along..." Colin said "what the fuck happened?"
"Nothing happened" I whispered back
"Bullshit" he hissed back
"Amanda happened..." I said under my breath and Colin's eyes widened in realization
"Oh that sucks" he said "what a prick"
I happened to agree but I just let the comment go and excused myself. Coach Clarke caught me as I was leaving and I promised I would be good as new by next week.
I went home feeling elated that for the first time I really felt liked I belonged at school and I really had the team to thank for that. I really couldn't wait to get swimming again. But at the same time my heart ached over Ian and I really didn't know where to even begin when it came to thinking about him.
I was actually proud of myself because I was able to think about our time together objectively. I could easily hate him for being with Amanda but being gay is complicated and I realize that he doesn't understand his own feeling very well. He needed more time and then although it hurt to do so, I would give him all the time he needed to sort things out for himself even if it cost us our friendship... but I really hope it didn't come to that. I really really hoped at any rate.
The rest of the week was a blur. A psychopathic blur, Tim Driscoll and James Blackwell were sadists and were out to kill me. My homework quintupled and I found myself reading at almost all times. The workload was enormous but extremely satisfying and I found myself absorbing as much as my brain could take in. I had finished my algebra section and moved on to geometry and chemistry.
I found myself spending a lot of my time in the library and I spent my lunches there as well. I still wasn't too comfortable inside the cafeteria and it was nice and quiet in the library. I sat in one of the tables in the furthest corner of the room way in the back near the computer lab. It was finally Friday and it was lunchtime and I had another period after this one to continue my work in the library, and I had my mountain of desk sprawl around me and was absorbed what I was doing. I felt someone's eyes on me.
You know that feeling when someone is looking at you and you feel that chill down your spine. I had that feeling times a thousand and a cold chill spread through my body and it was that same feeling I had felt several times before.
The chill was saying something to me as if someone was speaking a thought directly into my brain
`You are being watched'
I darted my head around as to find the source but I was unable to find it, the only other person sitting anywhere near me was some kid I didn't know.
The chill intensified and I looked towards him and although he wasn't looking anywhere near me, as a matter of fact he wasn't really facing me but I felt his eyes on me as if he were staring at me. It was as if I could even see his face and it was a weird sensation like he was looking at me and at the same time he wasn't. I couldn't see his eyes but something in the back of my mind was screaming
`HIM HIM HIM!'
As if hearing me he turned his head towards me and gave me a smile. He had very wavy black hair like Josh Groban and a pointy face like Orlando Bloom. He was certainly good looking; he had the beginnings of a goatee and had to be a junior or senior. His smile accented his pearly white teeth. He stood and walked over to my table bringing his book with him
"Mind if I sit with you?" he asked me throwing me a kind smile
"Can I help you?" I asked him a little more rudely than I meant to
"Sorry it was just that you were sitting by yourself I was wondering if you wanted some company... I guess not I'll just be going then..." he turned to leave
"Wait!" I suddenly exclaimed "I'm sorry I just don't know who you are" I said
"My name is Jay Petrie, Jay is short for Jackson" he said holding out his hand which I took and shook it.
"Hi Jay, I'm..." but Jay interrupted me
"Dustin Farrell" he answered for me
"How do you know who I am?" I asked
"I read the papers" he smiled at me and I leaned over and I pulled out the chair next to me for him and he gracefully glided into the chair and put his book on the table.
"So what grade are you in?" I asked him
"I'm a senior like you, sort of, and my brother is a sophomore." he answered with a knowing smile
"Do I know him?" I asked
"Sure you do, his name is Daniel Petrie he's on the swim team with you" Jay said and I thought about it and there was indeed a Daniel Petrie on the team but I really didn't know him at all.
"What brings you to the library?" I asked him
"You're not the only person to suffer the Driscoll treatment you know" he smiled pointing to the mountain of books and papers around me "I'd recognize that sprawl anywhere"
"Oh you're suffering this wrath too?" I asked and Jay just smiled
"Yup"
"Any pointers for survival?" I asked
Jay laughed softly and leaned in and gave me a smile
"Remember to sleep... it helps"
At that moment as he was leaning in I realized how handsome he really was and I felt a pull towards him like an attraction. I realized he was charismatic and something else that I could only describe as... debonair.
I was still feeling that strange chill inside me and it was trying to tell me something. It was like I was being forced into something. Then I realized that it was telling me that Jay was making me lean into him somehow so I instantly sprang away. When I did Jay smiled even wider.
"We also have something else in common" he whispered leaning in and I looked up into his eyes in surprise and was caught in his gaze. His eyes were a rich sea of green, a color I had never seen before.
"And what is that?" I asked him softly
"We like the same things" he said leaning back to look at me. I felt something stir inside me and he smirked in knowing "well I best start reading my book before Tim kills me" and with that Jay began working and I took that as my cue to do the same. We worked in comfortable silence till the end of the period and I watched Jay as he packed up his things to leave
"I'll see you around Raven" Jay said leaving me
"Yea you too" I said watching him go
It took me a short while after he left to realize he had called me Raven and I had not mentioned it to him.