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My name is Dillon Jax. I received some much appreciated feed back from the first chapter, some of which was from another author whose stories I've read and admired for a long time! I may not have responded to some of you yet, forgive me, I'm a dick for that but know that I do appreciate you!
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SAVAGES CHAPTER TWO
BELLAMY
We're drawing alot of attention right now. We would though even if we hadn't just layed out one of the biggest kids in the shcool. Everywhere we've ever lived people have been attracted to us. Carter is a really cute kid and I consider myself fairly attractive as well but Jack...Jack is sex on legs. He just exudes this raw magnetic force. He's that light skinned kind of beautiful and his eyes are SO dark; I've seen those eyes filled with such warmth and love...and I've also seen them become ruthlessly cold. He keeps his black hair cut short on the sides and slightly longer on the top. Even though he envies Carter's dark blond hair, Jack has blond hair mixed in with his facial hair; it's quite unique and attractive, something he gets from his late mother. Several years ago Jack fell in love with that disney pirate, you know the one with the sexy chin braids? So what did Jack do? He grew himself some long ass blond and black chin hair and braided it...did I already say he was sex on legs? It gets better too. Jack stands slightly taller than me at 5'9 and his seemingly lean frame would deceive even a seasoned observationalist. Jack is crazy ripped, yeah he's not benching hundreds of pounds or anything but he is truly a master of his body weight. He taught Carter and I hand stand pushups and one arm pullups. And as good as Carter and I are in hand to hand, the two of us together still can't seem to take him down. Jack and I may seem to stray from eachother every now and then but we can't ever get enough of one another. His pecs are perfectly sculpted, his lats are like wings, his traps could embarass a king cobra and no lie you could wash clothes using his abs. IF there was ever a perfect set of cock and balls on this earth, he had it. HUGE smooth light brown balls that hang low behind a thick eight inch cut dick. But underneath that sexiness, behind that primal urge he spawns in you to just bend over and let him mount you, his heart is huge. There is absolutely nothing he wouldn't do for Carter and I. I truly think he would wage wars for us if he had to. Jack is my world...and that dick of his is my compass.
There is a man in a suit standing at the entrance to the school. It's a three piece suit so I'm willing to bet he's not a teacher. I suppose he could be an assistant principle but by the way students are steering far away from him I'd say this was the big dog himself. Dad told us little about this principle before he left on his "trip." Apparently he was a friend, didn't know until we got here that Dad had any friends, surprise surprise. Principle Dorian Wright was a tall, stocky caucasion individual, 6'4 easy and at least two hundred pounds. He was clean shaven and sported a crew cut. I was trying to discern the expression on his countenance before we reached him, it wasn't quite a scowl but his brow was furled. Perhaps intrigue? Sizing us up.
"Welcome to Salt Stone High Mr. Miser, Mr. Sorrow- AH and this must be little Carter, although you're not so little anymore. I remember seeing you when you were a baby." Interesting, I looked at Jack and saw that he raised his eyebrows at that last comment; there was no recognition on his face. Jack naturally took the lead in this conversation though.
"Thank you for the kind welcome sir! Our father has told us a lot about you." That was a lie.
"Somehow I doubt that Mr. Miser but it's nice to be nice," Mr. Wright smiled knowingly.
"That it is, listen I apologize for that incident in the parking lot-" Jack began in an attempt to smooth things out, but Mr. Wright stopped him.
"Please think nothing more of it, your father told me much more about the three of you than I'm sure he told you about me. Try to be as discreet as possible gentlemen but I'll mediate any questionable situations you find yourselves in." Ok, at that I had to interject.
"Principle Wright it almost sounds as though you've spoken to our dad recently. I don't suppose you know exactly where he is do you?"
"No Mr. Sorrow I don't suppose I do." There was no smile here, he was as stone faced as he could be I'm sure. The change in his tone however caused Jack to tense up. Something Wright noticed right away.
"Oh don't get me wrong Mr. Miser I know your good but you're not that good. A few of your betters live in this town, I'm sure my own son is one of them. And another thing, as much history I as have with your father, we still consider you guests here."
"We?"
"Yes we, and to be clear, we already expect you to get into trouble, just be mindful of who you get into trouble with. Do the four of us understand eachother?"
"Yes," We said in unison.
"Good! Have a good first day gentlemen, I'll check in on you later." With that he turned and walked away, parting students like a shark through reef fish.
Carter was the first to break the silence, "OK, what the actual fuck just happened?" Jack was silent for a moment longer before he turned to me.
"Bell, we need to know more about him...and his son."
"Say no more, I'll follow him home this evening. You guys mind walking home?"
"Of course not, it'll give us a better chance to see the town," Jack said, handing me my keys. "Isn't that right Carter?"
"Speak for yourselves, I'm trying to get some pussy today."
"Carter-"
"YES Jack I know! Always use a condom, always be aware of my surroundings and if attacked-"
"Retaliate mercilessly," Jack finished.
So it was that we each split up to go about our academic routine. I memorized Jack and Carters schedules. Carter, being a sophomore had a fairly simple schedule: On A days he has Spanish followed by core math and then lunch before English and a study hall at the end of the day. On B days he goes to earth science and then gym before lunch, another study hall and then advanced world history at the end of the day. Jack, being a senior, didn't have too much harder a day: On A days he has oceanography in the morning, gym right after that then a study hall before lunch then calculous at the end of the day. On B days he goes to advanced English first followed by gym (again), lunch, study hall and then advanced European history at the end of the day. For some reason we all love history, I don't know why we're drawn to it; we just seemed to have always had this understanding that you can't truly appreciate where you are until you understand where you've come from. I'm in all advanced classes myself unfortunately, well not when it comes to history, but everything else pretty much sucks.
Alot of the other students seem to be deliberately standoffish. I asked a couple different kids a question and they refuse to speak to me. No one seems to have a problem staring though, until they get caught. Something strange is going on around here.
I wonder how my brothers are doing right now. ***********************************************************************************************************************************************************************
CARTER
YO this girl sitting next to me in Spanish is fine as fuck! She looks like a senior. She is barely in that top right now and her tits are huge! She keeps smiling at me, maybe just to see me smile back, I don't know but it's starting to make my dick hard. Everybody seems to be smiling at me but I guess they're too nervous to speak to me. I just have that affect on people you know? People enjoy looking at pretty things. I'm enjoying looking at this hot piece of ass next to me, I've got to get with this girl.
"Hi beautiful." She's blushing so hard right now.
"Hi."
"My names Carter."
"My names Kali and I know who you are."
"You already knew my name?" Damn I thought, word does travel fast when your as hot as I am.
"Alot of people knew you and your brothers were coming, my boyfriend told a lot of people not to get close to you though."
"Well that doesn't seem very nice, I'm just trying to show you some love right now. We're not bad people or anything."
"That's exactly what he said you were." Ok, what the fuck is going on? First principle fuck face was all like, "Be mindful of your actions," or some stupid shit like that. Now this broads boyfriend is spreading shit about my brothers and I before we even get here. Who the hell was this guy?
"So who is this boyfriend, I just might have to kick his ass." I must have said something funny because several people around me are snickering. Kali isn't laughing though.
"My boyfriends name is Damian Wright." Wright? Fuck. Something tells me I'm not getting laid today. I immediately send a group text to Jack and Bell telling them what I've just learned. I don't know what this Damian Wright is all about but I think he might be the resident bad ass around here. Dad's friend seemed to think this kid could go toe to toe with Jack no problem, that I'd like to see. ***********************************************************************************************************************************************************************
BELLAMY
I got a text from Carter, apparently Wright's kid's name is Damian. Apparently Damian told everyone to steer clear of us, that would explain all of the cold shoulders. What remains unanswered though is why. Premeditated sabotage of our immediate introduction into the shcool would imply a heightened level of concern and self doubt. Principle Wright seemed pretty confidant however in Damians capability...this is interesting. It's possible that his warning people has nothing to do with fear at all, perhaps he just wants to be the first to formally, or rather informally, greet us. The fact that the student body, seemingly as a whole, is following his wishes certainly speaks to his clout around here and would suggest that we should be on our guard. I know Damians type very well. And knowing what I know, I'd wager a hefty sum that he'll approach Jack first. All this silence around here wont last too much longer thats for damn sure.
On my way to gym I bump into a kid, freshman or sophomore I can't tell. His frame is similar to Carters though maybe a little slimmer and he is really cute too. He has relatively long, slightly curly black hair and the most adorable freckles. He's wearing some faded black jeans and a light blue t-shirt that really accentuate his...oh my God his eyes! I'm not sure I've ever seen eyes this blue, they're like an unblemished sky in the Spring. Man it's a shame Carter is straight, this kid would be perfect for him.
"Sorry for bumping into you kid."
"It's alright man, I wasn't paying attention either," He smiled.
"Oh so people around here do speak?" I asked.
"They do they're just too afraid to speak to you," He responded.
"You don't seem too afraid to speak to me," At this he seemed a little agitated.
"Only I determine who I have beef with, not my brother." And the goddamn plot gets thicker!
"Damian Wright is your older brother. And you are?"
"Lucas Wright." So there's two of them, but judging by the kid's answers there seems to be some animosity between them. I'll keep that in mind.
"Well Lucas Wright it's nice to meet you, I'm Bellamy Sorrow," I shook his hand. "I appreciate that you're willing to get off on a good foot with me. Personally though if someone has beef with one of my brothers then they have beef with me as well."
"I have no such qualms," He said.
Qualms? I'm digging this kid's vocabulary, I'm going to need Carter to hop off the breeder band wagon and get himself some Lucas Wright!
"You can beef with my family as much as you like, you'll hear no complaints from me."
Wow. Normally I would find this level of disloyalty, hell even indifference, distasteful. But I know all too well that people are products of their environment, I need to know more about the Wright family dynamic.
"Contrary to popular belief, we are not here to beef with anybody. I'm not sure why Damian is unconvinced of that," I probed for an answer, to which Lucas supplied.
"He considers you three enemies, he feels the three of you could be a threat to his assets." Bingo! I'm learning so much on my first day. Even though Lucas revealed a lot just now it still seemed like a measured response. Assets? Beyond the conventional assets for any highschooler to acquire, which is pretty much reduced to a vehicle and meager liquid currency, what other assets could Damian posses? And why would we be a threat to them?
"Well I'm sorry he feels that way," I mustered.
"Don't be sorry yet, I just passed him on his way to the locker room to find your brother Jack. I've only heard rumours about you three but I've witnessed my brother in action, you may want to make your way down there." He turned to walk away then looked back,"Oh and it was a pleasure meeting you Bellamy, try to enjoy the rest of your day!"
Weird. Just then I noticed what seems like a congregating of some kind near what I am assuming is the gymnasium, but I'm not hearing the usual hooting and hollering that normally precedes a fight. Just stay calm Jack, I'll be right there. ***********************************************************************************************************************************************************************
JACK
Here I am minding my own goddamn business, I've just been assigned a locker in the locker room and I'm in the midst of changing. My shirts off and if these assholes weren't staring before they are now. Out of nowhere though this guy walks up to me with a level of conviction that I dont find in too many people. My height, my build. He's wearing dark black jeans, black boots and a slim red t shirt that hugs his chest really nicely. He's incredibly handsome. He's fair skinned. His lips are thin and his cheek bones are high, his hair is short and as dark as mine. He's kind of making my dick twitch a little bit. His eyes though are this really deep blue, they're as mesmerizing as they are unsettling. I would liken them to a Winter wolf staring at his prey. I'm not prey though, I'm a motherfucking lion and a wolf on his best day is still just another meal to me.
"You and I need to have an understanding," He says to me.
"I understand your feeling insecure about us being here."
"I'm not insecure about shit dude!"
"Is it because you know I can take you?" I asked
"If you're trying to bait me it's not going to work," He countered.
"Something tells me your the type that needs baiting though."
"You wish you could take me." Students have started hanging around, listening in on our conversation but he chose to do this here.
"Is it because you know I'm gay and I can take you?" I continued, a crowd starting to form.
"You can't take me and I have no issue with you being queer. I need to know that you're going to stay in your lane around here Jack," He took a slow, measured step towards me for emphasis.
"My lane is wherever I deem it to be Damian," I said, taking a step of my own.
At this point there is complete silence. Kids have been watching us like a tennis match this entire time and now I'm sure they can feel the tension. On some level everyone knew this was coming, he and I were like titans in there eyes and this was the immediate confrontation between two great forces.
Honestly neither one of us wanted to swing first but this was his show and these were his peers so the honor was his. Ducking his throw was easy but when I came up from under his right to swing with my left somehow, quick as hell, his left hand was there to catch it. Not bad but with his right arm still extended across his body, he left me an opening. Just as quickly I latched onto his right wrist and pulled him towards me as I launched my forehead into his. He staggered backward. Everyone's mouths dropped in an instant. A trickle of blood made it's way down his face. He smiled at me before collecting himself, then took a wider more solid stance. I did the same, fists raised. Just then Bellamy pushed through the stunned crowd.
"Jack!"
"I'm good here Bell," I responded, my eyes never leaving Damians.
"We'll see about that asshole," Damian said.
"Jack, Wright's coming!" Bellamy warned.
Our aggression instantly sobered. We stood up straight, breaking our stances but not our eye contact. Principle Wright did indeed walk in and though he saw nothing his next words were pretty predictable.
"My office, all three of you!"
Well, all things considered it's still a good day so far, we're meeting new people!
Ok second chapter down! What did you guys think? Was it too short? Do you mind switching perspectives? Would you mind switching perspectives outside of the three main characters? Minus the lack of cum I thought it turned out ok lol :)
Dillon Jax