Rusty Grows Up - Chapter 3
Coach wants to see Rusty, it's the day before the competition for team places. Smithy proves his friendship.
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Rusty Grows Up - Chapter 3
The week is going well, with my morning run, my walk to school, my run home from school, my newspaper round, my walk home, my adventures with Smithy.
The talk at school in the halls and in the line at lunch is the swim team selection on Friday and who's going to win, it's driving me nuts. So, I beat Abe once, fucking golden balls, he oughta deal with it.
I have to sit next to Abe in some classes, he leans close and says quietly `I've got you on Friday, loser',
I smile,
`we'll see' is all I say.
I stare at him then, mooning over his luscious lips, his preppy long hair that he pushes behind his ears. His shoulders, so square,
`you could be a model', I say out loud by mistake,
`You think?' He preens then realises he's supposed to be zoning me out.
`Don't talk, loser',
he says gruffly as the lesson begins.
Smithy has his hands down my trousers at lunchtime, gently beating me off by gripping my balls and rubbing my cockhead against his wrist, we're in a secluded spot, usually it's the smokers who are here, Troy walks up, Smithy pulls his hands out quickly.
`fuck off Smithy' Troy says,
`in a moment, Troy',
Smithy replies, the boot to his ass is instantaneous,
Smithy laughs as he leaves them, I'd backed off as soon as Troy showed up.
`Why did you run away like that? You gotta stand your ground, they respect you more for that actually, even if you get a whack, that's what my cousin says anyways',
`I guess your right, it makes sense, thanks for the tip'.
I walk over to Troy,
`Hey Troy look' I said, pointing across at an imaginary object, he turned his head away from me and I kicked his ass,
`All square now?',
I said, as he grabbed my jacket lapels,
`but I didn't kick you, dummy' he said. Smithy comes over and joins in,
`so it's me that you owe, let's settle this up',
and Smithy gives him a kick to his ass. This enrages Troy and he kicks my butt.
`We all square now?', I say
He lurches for me. The bell rings and we run to get to class, laughing, Smithy taught me a good lesson.
`Cheers dude' I said as we split for different groups, he beamed at me.
`See you after school', he says,
`I got swimming practice, but come along to watch' he put his thumbs up and ran off.
My cock stirred in my Hanes.
I changed into speedos and went to see Coach in his office.
`Ah Rusty', then he realised he'd called me by my nickname as he shuffled for his class notes.
`Rustys fine, Coach, Sir', I said,
Let's get started then Rusty' he said, looking over Smithy put his thumbs up, what's Smithy doing here?,
`He came to watch Sir, we walk home together.'.
`Smithy, get a suit on and get in the pool now' he boomed,
`Yes Sir' said Smithy.
I was warming up, doing 2 lengths, when Smithy and coach were talking. Smithy gets in the pool and swims out between the 25m steps and the pool end, he's got a buoyancy jacket on.
`I want you to practice against an opponent for when you think it's time to accelerate, you went perfectly on Monday, I need to see if it was a fluke or if you can judge it. Smithy here is going to swim flat out at some point, you've to judge when to go against him to beat him, got it?'
I nodded.
Each time Smithy set off quickly at a different spot, I beat him every time. Coach was giving him a thumbs up sign for when to go, unbeknownst to me.
I think you've got it son' said Coach, let's shower off and call that a day, that sure was 40 minutes well spent.'.
Me and Smithy were showering, our suits hangin on the shower button, talking and laughing about Troy. Then Smithy started telling me about his cousin,
`not here, I'll bone up' I said, Smithy was well on the way, probably through just thinking about what his cousin had told him.
In walks Coach `you don't mind boys do you, the cleaners are in my shower?' We nodded.
He started a spigot and seeing our suits hanging up he pulls off his, he swung his cock our way once to grab shower gel from the dispenser then turned away to wash just showing his ass. He washed quickly and was gone, his towel wrapped around him just as we finished washing,
`Chop chop boys, hands off cocks and on to socks' he said laughing.
We rushed, dried and redressed, our shirts crooked pulled down over damp skin.
`Did that just happen?' Says Smithy,
`Did you see how hung Coach is? I'm in lurve' I did a heart sign with my hands and pirouetted across the locker room. Smithy laughed.
We raced home, I got my newspaper bag and met Smithy on my round. We delivered all the papers quickly, its much easier with two.
`You running tomorrow morning?' Smithy asked,
`Of course, why not?',
`With the swimming trials thought you might wanna save yourself?',
Oh those, their in the bag'. I said with bravado and in my mind thought it's want to save yourself',
Hope so' Smithy said and we ran home and I called out 6:35 sharp', he put his hand up to acknowledge he'd heard.
I was tired, the swimming was tough, real tough. I'd no homework luckily but I did do My laundry, it's not fair for mom to handle all those spunky PJ's, sweaty polo's and smelly, sticky Hanes, let alone the socks. Nuclear zone.
Mum came home, I was half way through preparing my signature dish Spaghetti Bolognaise' that mom taught me to cook, you'll never starve with this', she was right.
I got her a glass of Ice Tea and she put her feet up. The pasta was on, sauce bubbling away. I cleaned the worktops and chopping board whilst the pasta was cooking. I drained the pasta and served up.
We ate in silence, just the dryer rumbling, we are both tired after our hard days but appreciative of each other. Mum looked up and smiled at me,
`If I'd got wine in I'd give you a glass' mum said, recognising that I'm growing up fast.
`I wouldn't take it, swimming trials tomorrow, I'll text you to let you know how I get on.'.
Mom looked tired,
`you go up and I'll clear up here'. Mum kissed my forehead as she went upstairs.
I washed the dishes and folded my dried clothes, locked up and went to bed, thankful.
I met Smithy at 6:35, I stopped dead in my tracks, Abe put out his hand, I took it and shook it as Abe pulled me in for a hug.
`I've been a dick' Abe said,
`let's just get through the trials, it's up to coach who he picks', I said,
`Yeah, let's run', Abe let go of my hand as he set off running.
Me and Abe finished the run, we'd waved bye to Smithy as he ran home.
`Are you walking to school?' I said to Abe,
`Sure, I'll shout through your screen door' he said.
I got home sweaty, had a quick shower, I've got it down to 2 minutes. Had my oatmeal, washed up the dishes, packed my swim kit, wore my swim hoodie and waited for Abe, I looked at him in his hoodie and shorts,
`Let's go' I said, we moved close and hugged,
`Let's go bro' Abe said.
After lessons it was swim time, the school makes a big thing of selection for all the disciplines, the Football team were the top dogs but swimming had a lot of followers, especially girls!
The bleachers were packed with students, I looked for Smithy, he's easy to spot with his curly mop top.
He was sad he didnt make the cut but he knew why,
`I just ain't got the build, look at me, short arms, small hands, huge cock, balls like oranges',
I just said `yeah, all true, except for your shrimp cock of course.
`It's a fucking monster' he said gripping both hands over his package. We laughed.
I waved at him, he waved back, my cock twitched.
The competitors sat in the front row of the bleachers. The staff called us when the race before ours was assembling poolside, so we had time to get ready. Towels over our shoulders keeping warm.
Tony, Coach's assistant, talks to us,
`Coach will decide the teams for 200m freestyle and 200m Freestyle Relay after this swim off. He may decide to have a single squad to pick from for both events. Remember it's not about personalities but performances and not just this performance, coach will take in to account who he thinks is improving and who he thinks is fading based on stats since September. Is that clear?
We nod.
`OK go warm up in the showers guys', I'll call you soon, very soon.
The blisteringly hot water gushed over me, I let it massage my muscles, my back, my pecs, holding my legs under the jets. Everyone was avoiding eye contact, serious mind games going on now.
Abe whispered good luck' to me and nipped my assI replied and you' But he'd skidaddled so I couldn't nip him. He turned and grinned at me. My cock twitched.
We were called and we entered poolside as our names were called out, the crowd cheered as their favorites were called,
I was surprised at my cheers. I'm new to the area and to school, anyway I'm in lane 8, my lane, we shuffle about on the blocks. We get the signal to go and get into position The gun fires and we're in the water, my mind is numb now, it's hard to recall what happened. On the first 3 laps I just remember going for it, pushing myself. On the last lap by the 25m steps with just 25m to go there were four of us, I was last, Henderson was fading and I passed him easily, then Storey, I battled him and it was me and Abe, I don't know when Abe accelerated but I knew I had to swim faster than him, coach saying `technique is all' rang through my brain, I neatened up my line, strengthening my body and went for it, it felt so natural, so, so easy, I glided past Abe who was struggling, snorting, breathless. I'd done it, Abe touched half a second after me.
The crowd cheered and I coolly got out of the pool, I gave Abe a pull out, we hugged. Coach came over,
`Both your times were winners, you two probably beat school records, Tony's checking the data now, well done boys, you gave it your all, you'll both be on the team. Go get showered and get with your pals.'.
We jumped up and down still hugging and went to get showered and dressed.
Tony came in and put his arms around us `it's been a while since we had Sophomores pushing Seniors out of the way, we've got high hopes for this season'. My cock twitched again. What is wrong with me?
The shower was wild, all the guys were elated at being picked, I was shocked to see Paddy spring a boner, that spread throughout the team, what a sight, Abe paraded his around the room, I followed suit of course,
`not bad Rusty',
he said to me admiring my cock glued to my abs,
it's not the first time I've seen yours hard though' he said, I've seen you flashing it to me at your landing window',
I remonstrated with him, `it's you who parades around boned up' I said, then realising that he'd got me'
`Oh so you were peeping at me, peeping Tom!',
`Just accidentally', I said lamely.
`Come on guys, let's get to Pick's for sodas and Ice cream, we'll go Dutch' says Abe.
Saturday I was at Garden centre for 7:30. Tonks was pleased to see me.
`Here put these on',
he handed me a dark green sweatshirt and sweatpants and a bib, all branded. I stripped off in front of him, replacing the clothes so I wasn't stood in my Hanes. I saw him ogle me when I pulled off my top, I gave him a little flex, met his eyes and he grinned,
`looking good son' he said. He patted me on my back,
`I'll be in the loading bay',
he said, leaving me a bit of privacy.
He showed me the trolley stack, the baskets and where the fertiliser and compost bags were.
`Now the customers pay for the 50 pound bags at the till and get a receipt, you mark the receipt putting a line through the what bags they've paid for then you then load them in their car, after, you hand the receipt back to them. Got it?'
I nod
`This prompts them to give you a tip, which you don't look at, you just put whatever it is straight into your bib pocket. Got it?',
`Yes Sir' I said,
`Call me Tonks, ever one else does.',
Yes Tonks', I said and thinking its every one else'.
The morning went well. I got a good haul of tips. I'd loaded 4 bags into Mrs Haigh from Josephine Drives car, `can you manage at the other end?' I asked her,
she said `well I was going to ask a neighbor',
`how about I call in on my way home and I'll carry them for you',
`oh Rusty that would be marvellous'.
I got 5 other requests to unload their cars all to do on my walk home.
We had a break, Tonks was real nice, he got me a soda, `7 Up OK'.
`Sure' I said as he tossed me the can. We chatted about my school,
`I hear you made the swim team?',
`News travels fast', I said,
`It's a small town and folks like to hear a good news story'.
`You doing well?' He made the money sign with his thumbs. I counted $27.
Mm not bad' he smiled. What you saving up for, let me guess a motor?',
`No Sir it's for College',
He looked thoughtful at me, `leave that with me' he said to himself and carried on his work.
I haul the compost bags into cars and unload trolleys.
I put all the tips straight into my pocket with a smile and a thanks ma'am' and thank you sir' looking at them, giving them a smile, and not at the money.
The shop closed, I rounded up the trolleys from the car park. Tonks came by as I pulled off my top to change,
'that's a mighty fine view son',
said Tonks `
but take the uniform home, then you can come dressed next week'.
`Thank you Si.., I mean Tonks', I put the top and bib back on and set off walking on Cloverdale Boulevard and picked up West 2nd to get to my first call to unload their purchases.
I got a cool glass of lemonade and a $5 bill at the first.
`Thank you ma'am, I sure needed that', handing the glass back.
`thank you Rusty, that's a great help'.
I continued my errands getting tips, and at the last call Mr Henderson had me stack his bales in his garage, he showed me his new mower, look at this beauty', he said battery powered, same batteries as my strimmer, it's so light and unlike this geriatric, it always starts', he kicked his old mower. `anyhows she's done me good for 25 years and I got her handed down from my Pa.',
`Could I take the old mower Sir',
`Why sure, you'd be doing me a favor.',
I wheeled it home, cleaned it up, it started after a few pulls. I reckon Mr Tonks will service it for me.
I was aching after all that lifting, mum was out at one of her cleaning jobs, so I stripped off, mooching about the house naked felt good, I had a long soak in a hot bath, too tired to raise a smile, never mind squirt the snake.
Tonks called me, `Hey Rusty, Hendo says he gave you his mower, wheel it up to mine and I'll get it like new for ya',
`Why thanks Mr Tonks, Sir', can I come now?
`Sure' he gave me his address.
I pushed the mower, clattered it on the street to west 3rd. To an old shiplap house, small but neat. Tonks showed me into his house, quite dark, small windows but the spectacular view was his rear garden. He got me a drink of water,
`Thanks Tonks' I said gulping the water down.
`Well son, leave the mower with me and let's sit in the garden, get you're breath back.'.
We walked to the patio and there was a smallish lawn surrounded by magnificent borders with trees at the back cascading to smaller plants at the front.
`Wow this is beautiful' I said,
`It was just rubble and dirt 20 years ago.',
`That's a lot of work, well Tonks, Sir, I gotta get going',
`I'll drop the mower in at yours, save you pushing it home.
`Thanks, let me know how much I owe you and I'll get it ready',
`You keep your money Son, this is on me, Hendo said to make sure its tip top condition for you, Hendo taught me at the High School!'.
'Bye' I said and jogged back, feeling much lighter going back after lugging the mower there.
TBC