A TEEN JOCK'S HUMILIATION
Copyright 2000 by Calspeed
CHAPTER NINE
Cal examined the virgin ass which was being presented to him as a gift of love. Ryan had a hell of a nice ass. It was large and firm, with a hairy crack and a light tracing of hair on the cheeks. Ryan had had a lot of fun over the last couple of days with Cal's butt. Cal decided that he would definitely get the most out of now deflowering Ryan, and show Ryan a damn good time while he was at it! He knew he had plenty of time; Ryan's father worked the swing shift and wouldn't be back to the trailer for hours. And Cal had caught his second wind after his ordeal in Steve's shed earlier in the day.
Cal reached up to pull the shirt off Ryan's back. He balled it up and threw it in the corner since he knew that would tweak Ryan a little. This left Ryan completely nude except for a thin gold chain he wore around his neck. Cal admired the muscular sweep of Ryan's back. Ryan leaned over to open the drawer of his nightstand. He pulled out a tube of K-Y Jelly and tossed it to Cal. Cal grinned as he caught it, then set it down on the bed. Ryan grabbed his bottle of beer and took a few more swallows. Then he leaned down and pulled a short length of rope from under the bed. Ryan saw the surprise on Cal's face.
"I thought I would be using this on you," said Ryan. "But you can tie me up if you want."
"You kinky guy!" exclaimed Cal. "Hmm, you planning to escape?"
"Nothing could get me away from you," smiled Ryan.
"Well, let's just make sure," said Cal. Cal got off the bed and took the rope from Ryan. He gently picked up each of Ryan's wrists and tied them to the headboard. Ryan watched him with absolute trust. Cal grabbed a couple of pillows. He put one under Ryan's head and one under his pelvis. Then Cal positioned Ryan so he was lying down with his butt raised in the air.
"You comfy enough?" asked Cal.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
Cal got back on the bed, straddling Ryan, and turned his attention back to Ryan's pristine ass. "So I'm the first inside the back door, huh?" Cal asked.
"Yes."
"Cool," said Cal. "Um, Ryan, who knows that you're gay?"
"Well, you're the only one I've ever told. Scotty told me a year ago that he knew. I don't think my dad is interested enough in me to care one way or another."
"What about Steve and Rick?"
"Well, I guess they know now!" laughed Ryan. "Maybe they suspected already. I mean, when they were talking about girls or competing to dick the most chicks, I didn't join in. You know, Rick tried to get me to suck that monster of his."
"Did you?" asked Cal.
"Hell no!" exclaimed Ryan. "He's not known as `Rick the Prick' just because of his donkey dick. Rick can be a real asshole sometimes."
Cal grinned. "You're kind of mixing your metaphors, aren't you?"
"What? Oh, I get you. Yeah, I guess so."
"Sorry, I shouldn't have interrupted," said Cal. "So is Rick bi then?"
"Well, he claims to be straight," said Ryan. "But I think he's got a hardon for Steve."
"Yeah?"
"Oh, I don't know. He lives two doors down from Steve and they've known each other all their lives. I just think he's a little jealous of my friendship with Steve. Um, bud, I thought my ass was going to get some attention here!"
Cal grinned and grabbed a handful of Ryan's meaty butt. Man, it was all muscle! Ryan didn't seem to have an ounce of body fat on him. Cal slapped the right cheek. Ryan started a little.
"Just warming you up!" said Cal.
"I can see I'm going to regret this," said Ryan, turning his head to wink at Cal.
"No way, bro! I promise you won't," said Cal.
Cal slapped the left cheek, harder. Then Cal remembered something.
"Ryan, I don't have any condoms."
"Neither do I. Do we need them?"
"Well, ordinarily I would use one," replied Cal. "But no one has ever been up my butt without one. I should be pretty safe. And based on your history, you ought to be clean. I'm willing to go for it. But it's your butt and your call."
"Since we're going to be exclusive, and we both should be clean now, I'm okay if we don't use one."
"Okay," said Cal.
Cal then pulled apart Ryan's cheeks to expose his tight puckered hole. Cal leaned forward and flicked his tongue at it. Then he swirled his tongue in a circular motion. Cal darted his tongue in and around Ryan's pink hole. Ryan sighed.
"Nice, man," said Ryan. "It's like a little, wet, double-jointed finger down there."
Cal started laughing and had to remove his tongue. "I aim to please." He picked up the K-Y and squeezed some onto the fingers of his right hand. He slopped some around the outside of Ryan's hole and then gently tried to push his index finger inside Ryan's ass. But Ryan's hole was shut tight.
"I need to loosen you up. Relax a little," said Cal.
"Okay, I'll try," grunted Ryan.
With a little more effort, the tip of Cal's index finger pushed into Ryan's virgin hole. Cal very gently slid it in and out, attempting to widen the opening. Then he slid in a second finger. He pushed both fingers in up to the first knuckle. Ryan yelped.
"You okay?" asked Cal, anxiously.
"Uh, I guess so," said Ryan. "Is this supposed to be fun?"
"Give me a little time bud."
Cal pushed the fingers in a little further, up to the second knuckle. He slid them in and out gently. Then he removed his hand.
Cal looked down at his own throbbing, six inch dick. He stroked it a few times, admiring the feel of the bumpy ridges beneath the soft, smooth skin. He had a fair amount of precum oozing out, which he smeared around. Then he slicked up with some more K-Y. He spit on his hands and rubbed that around his dick as well.
Cal crawled forward and positioned his meat at Ryan's back entrance. He gently tried to nudge his dick inside. But Ryan's hole had shut tight again.
"Push like you're taking a dump," urged Cal. He pressed harder against Ryan's puckered hole.
All of a sudden, Cal's dick popped inside Ryan's no longer virgin butt. Ryan groaned. Cal started slow, long, smooth strokes to try to get Ryan used to the invasion. Cal could see Ryan grimacing.
Cal kept up the slow strokes, gradually pushing further in so he was rubbing against Ryan's prostate. Ryan began to relax his body. Cal reached up his right hand to grab Ryan's shoulder. Cal liked the feel of Ryan's hard muscles as he ran his hands slowly down Ryan's muscular back.
Ryan looked back over his shoulder. Despite the pain he was feeling, Ryan had to smile. Cal had an expression of mixed concentration and joy on his face that Ryan easily recognized. It was the same expression that Cal wore when he played baseball on the high school team. When Cal had been ignoring him at school, Ryan had taken to going to all the home games just to watch Cal. Ryan had loved the cool confidence and athletic grace Cal displayed when playing. Ryan didn't really understand the fine points of the game but he could see that Cal loved it and was a natural.
Cal began to pick up the pace, rhythmically forcing himself in and out. Damn, he thought, Ryan has a tight asshole! It felt like it was clamped around Cal's dick. And pleasure was mixing with the pain for Ryan as Cal's pistoning cock continued to rub his prostate. Ryan began lifting his ass to meet Cal's pounding.
Cal held Ryan firmly at the hips, pummeling his meat in and out of Ryan's hot ass. Cal leaned forward, his sweaty chest pressing against Ryan's back, and nuzzled Ryan's neck. He opened his mouth and ran his upper teeth down the back of Ryan's neck, scraping the skin. Ryan turned his head and Cal kissed his cheek.
Cal shortened his strokes now as he hammered away. His balls slapped against Ryan's butt. Ryan was moaning loudly now and humping the pillow he was lying on. Cal leaned forward and grabbed Ryan's gold neck chain with his teeth.
Cal was in heaven. The fact that he loved this man made the sex even more intense. All his senses were alive. He breathed heavily as he lost himself in the experience of Ryan's body. Cal knew he was close now; his balls were beginning to lift. He reached up and unconsciously ran his fingernails sharply down Ryan's flanks. Ryan jumped.
"Oh, god!" yelled Ryan. "Fuck me! Fuck my ass!"
Cal had the most extreme orgasm of his young life when what seemed like gallons of his hot jizz exploded into Ryan's ass. He reared back, pulling back Ryan's neck chain with his mouth until it broke. Cal's body shook uncontrollably as he shot rope after rope up Ryan's ass. As Ryan felt Cal's hot cum squirt into his butt, he lost it himself, his seven incher spurting into the pillow beneath his crotch.
Cal's body finally began to relax and his breathing returned to normal. He left his still hard dick inside Ryan's ass as he collapsed on the bed, pulling Ryan on his side so that the two of them were in a spoon position. Ryan, his hands still tied to the bedposts, felt Cal's arms slip around him and Cal's head rest on top of his. The two were silent, sharing each other's warmth.
After a moment, Cal noticed a serious expression on Ryan's face. "Gee, was it that bad?" asked Cal.
"No, no," said Ryan. "I mean, it hurt at first. A lot! But then it was wonderful. It was like my insides just, you know, melted."
"Yeah, I know. That's how I feel when you do it to me," smiled Cal. "But then why so serious, sweetheart?"
Ryan was silent for a moment. "Well, Cal, it's probably the wrong time to ask this but I was thinking. You know, you never had gay sex before Saturday. And we all forced you; I did my share. And it's all been so fast since then. Are you really okay with all this? You know, the gay stuff and everything?"
Cal thought for a moment. "Well," he said. "I've thought about it too. As to sex, well, I think I was just in denial about my sexuality. I mean, I like girls too. But I realize that I've always been attracted to guys. I was just trying to ignore those feelings. And to tell you the truth, I've learned that I really like your dick in my mouth and up my ass."
Ryan smiled. "Okay, but I still feel a little guilty about what I did to you."
It was Cal's turn to be silent. "Look," said Cal finally. "However it started, I've experienced something with you that I can hardly explain. You . . . take me out of myself. You make me want to live up to your idea of me. I've never felt that way about anyone. Do you understand?" Cal's blue eyes looked intently into Ryan's hazel ones.
Ryan found he could hardly speak. "I know what you mean," he choked out. "I want to be a better person when I'm around you. I am a better person when I'm around you." Tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.
Cal hugged Ryan close. Tears started running down both of their faces. Ryan felt he could just lose himself forever in Cal's warm embrace. But the moment ended quickly when the front door slammed shut. Ryan stiffened. "Who's that? That can't be my dad already!"
The bedroom door swung open and Steve walked in. As he took in the sight before him - Ryan's and Cal's nude bodies entwined in the clear afterglow of sex; both their faces tear- stained; Ryan's arms tied to the bedposts; Cal's dick still up Ryan's ass - a look of surprise passed over Steve's face. Ryan turned bright red as he realized that it was being brought home to his oldest friend that he was gay.
Steve was surprised but not that Cal and Ryan were having sex. He had fully expected that. What surprised him was that Cal was fucking Ryan and not vice versa. Steve could not understand why Ryan would be willing to take another man's dick up his ass. And why had they been crying?
Cal pulled his now flaccid cock out of Ryan's butt; it made an audible plop. Ryan tried to wipe his tears on his pillow. Cal thought he should say something. "Hi, Steve."
"Hi, Cal. I brought your clothes," said Steve. "I thought you might be needing them." Steve set down the pile of Cal's clothes, which had been left back at the shed, on the foot of Ryan's bed.
"Oh, thanks, Steve," said Cal. An uncomfortable silence followed.
Steve walked to the head of the bed and started to untie Ryan's hands. "Ryan, could you leave me and Cal alone for a few?" asked Steve. "I want to talk to him."
Ryan looked at Steve and then at Cal. Cal silently nodded. Ryan got up off the bed and walked toward the kitchen, rubbing his arms to get the circulation going. As he passed, Steve remarked conversationally, "you know, Ryan, you've got cum leaking out your ass."
Ryan blushed again but kept walking.
Steve smiled and then slapped Ryan's bare butt as he left the room. Steve closed the door and looked at Cal.
"I've been doing some thinking today, Cal. I want to make things right."
Cal looked suspiciously at Steve. "What do you mean?"
"Well, where should I start?" said Steve as he plopped down on the foot of the bed. "Okay, Cal, why do you think I did all that stuff to you up on the mountain?"
"Well, I suppose because you didn't like me."
Steve laughed. "Yeah, that was part of it I guess. When you came to school, I pegged you right away as a typical rich kid jock, looking down his nose at the rest of us. Then when Scotty pointed out that Ryan had this huge crush on you and you were purposely ignoring him, well, I really started to dislike you."
"You knew Ryan liked me," exclaimed Cal. "You knew he was gay!"
"Sure," said Steve. "I mean, I grew up with the guy! He never got interested in girls so I figured he was gay. Didn't seem like something he wanted to talk about though."
"You're okay with it?" asked Cal.
"So he likes to fuck guys and get blow jobs. So do I. Now I don't understand why he doesn't like pussy, or how he could take a dick up his butt. Oh! Sorry, no offense."
Cal smiled. "None taken. You don't know what you're missing, Steve."
"Well, maybe," said Steve, doubtfully. "You know, Rick wanted to make Ryan our fucktoy. Threaten to tell everybody if he didn't do what we said." Steve laughed. "Rick can be such a jerk sometimes! I told him that if he ever suggested that again, I'd be pleased to finish him off after Ryan beat the crap out of him."
Cal was confused. "So what about up on the mountain?"
"Oh, yeah." Steve looked down at his shoes. "Well, my best friend was pining away for you and I didn't know how to help. Then you showed up. Perfect! I figured I'd give you a ride home, maybe have the car `break down' for a while and make sure you and Ryan got to talk. I didn't know if you would be interested in him, or, you know, that kind of relationship, but I wanted to give Ryan a chance."
"Why didn't you?" asked Cal. "Why did we go through everything else?"
"Well, when we were sitting around, you tried to talk to Ryan but he just clammed up. He was way too nervous. I needed to do something to force you guys together, preferably with you a little vulnerable so he wouldn't be so nervous." Steve paused and looked Cal in the eye. "Plus, you pissed me off. You were acting like you owned the place. I figured we might as well have some fun and teach you a lesson while we were at it."
Cal thought for a moment. "Okay, so you stripped me. But before you gave me the option of doing what you said at each stop, you tried to bargain for my watch. What if I had just given you the watch?"
Steve smiled. "I knew you wouldn't give up your grandfather's watch. If you had, then you wouldn't have been good enough for Ryan anyway." Steve shrugged. "And I would have gotten a pretty nice watch."
"What if I had just refused to play along? Would you have left me up there?"
"To freeze to death? Fuck, no!" said Steve. "I would have given you a ride home. Probably stripped you and maybe forced you to suck our dicks or something. But I would have got you home."
Cal was getting angry. "Okay, so I understand you wanted to push Ryan and me together. And you thought if I didn't have so many clothes on, maybe something would develop. But you also let Scotty whip me, Rick sell my body at a bar and you took my cherry! Plus you got those photos of me getting fucked."
Steve shrugged again. "Well, I was still trying to teach you a lesson in humility. And the photos were just for leverage if things didn't work out. But I'm sorry about going to Joe's Place. I didn't want anybody other than the five of us involved. Have you heard anything from that?"
"Well, no, not yet," admitted Cal.
"I don't think you will," said Steve. "The guys who hang out up there don't come into town much. And nobody much listens to anything they say anyway."
"Okay, Steve, I guess I can forgive you for the ride home since it brought Ryan and me together. But that doesn't explain what you've been doing since we got back."
"You're right. And that's what I've been thinking about." Steve shook his head. "Why I've been so hard on you after it was clear that you and Ryan were getting together. And, well, after I started to like you. I mean, you took everything we did to you without complaining. You lived up to your end of the bargain even though we were taking advantage of you. I was proud of you, man."
"But then you kept it up!" said Cal. "Embarrassing me at the gas station with Jason and then ordering me to the shed."
Steve paused for a second. "I don't have many good qualities but I am pretty honest. At least with myself. And I've thought it through." Steve took a deep breath. "I thought I was still trying to teach you a lesson in humility but I wasn't. You see, I love Ryan. Not in the way you do. Oh, hell, maybe in that way too, I don't know! But he's my closest friend, as close as a brother, and I can't imagine not being with him. Even though I was trying to push you two together, once I saw you guys with each other, I was afraid I was going to lose Ryan. Even though I liked you, I hated you for splitting me and Ryan apart. Does that make any sense?" Steve looked questioningly at Cal.
"Yeah, I guess," said Cal in a low voice. "But you have nothing to worry about, Steve. Ryan loves you too. And I would never come between you guys. I don't want him to lose anything by being with me. I mean, I do want to spend time with him alone, lots of it! But I figured we could all hang out a lot too."
Steve looked at Cal and shook his head. "You really are a cool guy. I guess Ryan has pretty good taste. Well, I went too far with you and I am sorry. Please accept my apology."
Cal silently looked at Steve. He was pretty sure Steve wasn't much in the habit of apologizing. But Steve had really put him through the wringer over the past few days. An apology really didn't seem enough, somehow.
"Well, if you'd just as soon I left, I understand," said Steve as he got to his feet.
"No, Steve, it's not that," said Cal. "But if you really want to make things right between us, I think you need something more than just words."
"Like what?" asked Steve.
"Well, you took my cherry. I'll call it quits if you let me take yours."
"Forget it," said Steve flatly. "I fuck other people. Nobody fucks me."
Cal just looked at him. Steve hesitated. "Look," said Steve, "how about I give you a blow job and we're even?"
Cal thought that was probably quite a concession on Steve's part since as far as he knew, Steve had never sucked cock before. Cal took a deep breath. "No," said Cal. "You were a real asshole to me and I think your asshole ought to pay."
Now Steve was silent. He had never heard Cal so forceful before. He didn't mind that; he thought people ought to stand up for themselves. And to be fair, he had previously had Cal tied up or blackmailed or otherwise at a disadvantage. Steve thought about Cal's demand. He sure didn't want to be butt-fucked. But he had fucked Cal and allowed Scotty to fuck him too. Steve really wanted to make things right with Cal. Was his butt too much to give up for friendship?
"Okay, I'll do it," said Steve finally. "But you can't tell anyone, except Ryan I guess."
Cal was surprised that Steve had accepted his offer. Steve was actually a standup guy decided Cal.
"Fine. Now come over here," ordered Cal.
Steve warily walked over and stood in front of Cal. Cal swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up. He looked Steve up and down. Steve looked damn good! He was wearing a black leather jacket over a gray sweater and tight faded jeans. The clothes nicely set off Steve's swimmer build and blond hair.
Steve was giving Cal a once-over as well. Steve had had several occasions to view Cal's naked body but he once again admired Cal's muscular form and healthy good looks. Cal's six inch dick was pointing straight out in front of him. Steve decided that if he had to be fucked, Cal wasn't a bad guy to be fucked by. He was a sweet guy and nice looking. And his dick wasn't huge; it wouldn't be like getting split open by Rick's giant cock for instance.
Steve took off his jacket and tossed it on a chair. Then he reached into the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out a condom. Steve silently handed the condom to Cal.
"Put your hands together in front of you," said Cal. Cal turned and picked up the rope that had tied Ryan to the headboard.
"Hey," said Steve. "I didn't agree to be tied up!"
Cal just looked at him. Steve recalled how he had tied up Cal on the mountain and in the shed. Steve sighed and held his hands in front of him. Cal smiled and quickly tied Steve's wrists together.
"Okay," said Cal. "Bend over the desk."
Steve turned and leaned over Ryan's desk, resting his forearms on the desktop. Cal moved behind him. He reached down and began to pull Steve's sweater up over his head. Cal pushed the sweater down Steve's arms until it bunched up against his bound wrists. Cal did the same with Steve's T-shirt.
Steve's powerful back was now exposed. Cal admired the broad shoulders and muscular lats. He reached his hands around and ran them down Steve's smooth chest, feeling the big pecs and the ripped abs. Cal moved his hands up to play with Steve's tits, twisting them roughly. Cal heard the quick intake of Steve's breath. Cal pulled out Steve's nipples and then let them snap back. He reached up and gently stroked Steve's blond hair for a moment.
Cal unbuckled Steve's black leather belt. Then he unbuttoned and unzipped Steve's tight jeans and pushed them down below his knees. Cal admired the view of Steve's muscular legs. And Steve's bubble butt was outlined nicely in his tight white Jockey briefs. Cal looked around front and could see the heavy bulge of Steve's cock and balls.
Cal slipped his thumbs beneath the waistband of Steve's briefs and pulled them down. Steve just stared straight ahead at the wall, standing stiffly as Cal took in his essentially nude body. Steve was really a fine looking man, thought Cal. He particularly liked Steve's smooth, white, almost hairless butt. Cal put a hand on each cheek and kneaded Steve's ass.
Steve felt Cal's hands drop from his butt cheeks and then heard him pull the belt from Steve's jeans. Steve looked around and saw that Cal had folded over the belt and was taking some practice swings. The heavy leather belt snapped through the air. Steve was about to protest when he realized that Cal was pretty much doing to him what he had put Cal through up on the mountain. He had stripped Cal, bound Cal's hands, and allowed Scotty to whip Cal with his own belt. Steve gritted his teeth and figured that he could take whatever Cal was planning to dish out.
Cal swung the belt against Steve's ass. It landed with a loud swat and Steve jumped a little. It stung but didn't hurt all that bad. Cal landed more strokes, each one harder, across Steve's butt; first one cheek, then the other and then across the crack. Then repeated. When Steve's ass was a nice rosy red, Cal dropped the belt. Steve felt like his ass was on fire and thought he probably wouldn't be too comfortable sitting down for a while. Even so, he knew that Cal hadn't been putting his full force into it.
Cal pulled apart Steve's bright red cheeks to expose his pink asshole. Cal ignored the K-Y still sitting on the bed. He thrust his right hand in front of Steve's mouth. Steve knew what to do; he had made Cal do the same thing back at the clearing. Steve opened his mouth and started to lick and suck on Cal's fingers. Cal moved his hand down and started to insert his index finger into Steve's hole, using Steve's spit for lube. Cal realized then that Steve had been sucking on the fingers that Cal had just had up Ryan's butt. Oh well! thought Cal.
Steve closed his eyes and gritted his teeth as he felt Cal's finger probe his asshole. Steve had fucked enough ass to know he needed to relax or this would really hurt. He remembered to push like he was taking a shit. He felt Cal slide in first one, and then two fingers.
Cal looked around at Steve's cock. It had lengthened somewhat but was still far from erect. Steve did not seem to be enjoying this. Cal reached over with his left hand and picked up Ryan's almost empty beer bottle. As Cal drained the last few drops from it, he looked at Steve's face. Steve's eyes were shut tight and there was a grimace on his face. Cal thought for a moment.
Steve felt the fingers leave his butt and knew what was coming next. He heard the sound of a condom package being ripped open. Steve took a deep breath and tried to relax. The penetration when it came was worse than he anticipated. Cal was not all that big but Steve felt like his asshole was being stretched wide open. Cal was being very gentle but Steve's ass felt completely occupied. Steve groaned. The invader slowly pushed in and then out of Steve's virgin butt. Then it stopped.
"So how does it feel?" asked Cal from the far end of the room.
"Oh, it's. . ." Steve's eyes flew open. He looked down and saw the unused condom sitting on the desktop. Steve then craned around to see an empty beer bottle hanging half out of his asshole.
Cal was standing across the room smiling at him. "I'd never put my dick up your ass if you didn't really want it," said Cal. "And my dick is reserved for Ryan now anyway. So your butt is still technically a virgin I guess."
Steve saw red. "You asshole!" he exclaimed. Steve turned towards Cal and started to lunge at him. Cal stepped back in alarm. Pure rage covered Steve's face. But Steve tripped on the jeans and underwear bunched around his ankles and stumbled to his knees; hitting the floor hard. The beer bottle fell out of his ass and rolled away. Steve stayed kneeling on the floor, his hands still bound in front of him. The rage seemed to disappear from him as quickly as it had arrived. Cal eyed him warily.
"I guess I look pretty stupid," said Steve as he clambered to his feet. He then reached down with his bound hands and awkwardly pulled up his briefs and his pants. Cal said nothing. Steve noted that he hadn't called Ryan for help.
Steve looked at Cal. "I guess I shouldn't get mad at you for NOT fucking me," he said finally. "I suppose I deserved that. Hell, I know I deserve worse than that for what I did to you. So are we friends now, Cal?"
Cal smiled. "Yeah, we're buds now." Cal stepped forward and untied Steve's hands. Steve pulled his T-shirt and sweater back on. Cal pulled off the bed the gray blanket Steve had wrapped around him back at the shed. He folded it neatly and handed it to Steve.
"Thanks for the blanket, Steve. That was nice of you."
Steve looked at Cal for a second. Then he surprised Cal by embracing him in a bear hug and kissing Cal right on the lips. He pressed firmly and ran his tongue lightly across Cal's lips. Damn! thought Cal. Steve is a hell of a kisser!
Steve released Cal and stepped back. "There," Steve said. "That's to show that I'm completely okay with you and Ryan. And that I want us to be friends."
"Thanks, Steve."
Steve picked up his jacket and headed toward the door. He paused. "I better let Ryan in so you two can get back to whatever you were doing." Steve's killer smile spread across his face. "You know, Cal, I didn't think you needed any more of those humility lessons but after the beer bottle thing, I'm not so sure. So, next lesson is tomorrow. You come by my car in the parking lot before school. I am going to stick a butt plug up your ass. You're going to have a hardon all day! So you may want to wear some baggy pants to disguise it! Oh, and I'm going to check periodically that you still have it in. If you're lucky, I'll check in the boy's room or somewhere kind of private. If you're not, maybe in the cafeteria during lunch! Seeya tomorrow bud!" Steve laughed as he walked out of the room.
Cal sighed. Was Steve kidding? Cal wasn't sure. Steve still had those photos and Cal knew he would have to do what Steve said. He shouldn't have been so damn cute with the beer bottle! But Cal had been very careful; he knew it couldn't have hurt Steve. Maybe he should have just fucked him? But that would have meant breaking his commitment to Ryan. Oh well, he'd better show up at Steve's car tomorrow morning to see if Steve was serious. He'd wear some tight boxer briefs and baggy khakis just in case.
Cal realized that he was getting a little cold. He saw his clothes piled at the foot of the bed where Steve had left them. Cal reached down to pull out his boxers and started to step into them.
Ryan had been waiting in the kitchen while Cal and Steve talked. He had confidence in both of them and hoped that they were working things out. It had taken all of Ryan's will power not to rush in when he heard the commotion. But he thought that Cal could take care of himself and that if he wanted Ryan's help, he would call for him. Ryan was awfully relieved when the door opened and Steve came out smiling. Steve just gave Ryan a quick hug and left without saying anything. Ryan walked back into the bedroom. He was just in time to see Cal pull on the pair of boxers that Ryan had masturbated into outside the shed earlier today. Ryan groaned. How was he going to explain his cum all over Cal's underwear?
"Why are these all gooey?" asked Cal.
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Love, Cal