Greetings all -- thanks for all the notes. I hope you all enjoy this story. It is about High School mm friendships and such. There will be situations of an erotic nature that occur in it, so if you do not like m4m erotic stories, than please stop reading now.
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***** Kevin********
I woke up the next morning to my dad knocking on the door. I was lying naked on top of my sheets, cum crusted on my chest. I brushed what I could on to my bed (I'd clean it up later), but three or four patches of my chest hair were still matted together.
"Hold on a minute, dad." I called out, as I pulled on the shirt and shorts I had worn the day before.
After I called him in, my dad entered and said, "Kevin, we need to talk about last night."
Oh shit, I thought.
"I talked to Roger this morning," (that's my team captain Andy's dad), "He explained everything. Most importantly that despite all of Alicia's antics, you acted like the perfect gentleman. He also had a talk with Coach this morning. Coach Nils is lucky if he'll keep his job after this. Girls are not to be treated like some type of game trophy to be thrown at hormone ridden boys because they won a game. It demeans them and usually ends up in trouble."
It slowly dawned on me that I wasn't in trouble. My pa actually had a smile on his face.
He continued, "And I don't want you to see that girl Alicia again. I don't like to speak ill of girls, but if she's anything like her mom, she's most likely looking for a guy to knock her up. And I don't want that guy to be you." My pa's frank statement surprised me. Oh, don't get me wrong. He's a full blooded Irish boy, who speaks his mind. But he NEVER speaks ill of women.
I started to smile, but then frowned. Just at that point, my dad saw the 2 condoms packages on the floor. They must have fallen out of my pocket when I got undressed last night.
He frowned. "Kevin -- do we need to have a serious talk?"
Quickly I piped up. "No, no you don't understand. Andy gave them to me without me asking." I didn't see this as ratting Andy out. It's simply I always tell my dad the truth. "In fact," I continued, "I didn't even want to be there with Alicia. I had actually told Andy to ask LISA, .... but I stammered her name and he misunderstood," I finished sheepishly.
Dawning crept across my pa's face. "I'm sorry, Kevin. You do have my permission to ask her out, if it makes you feel any better. Lisa's a nice respectable girl."
I frowned again. "Dad," I said with a small plead in my voice, "Alicia got me to ask her to take her to the movie tomorrow. Can you forbid me to go to that?"
My pa thought for a moment. I knew my dad was conflicted. He obviously viewed Alicia as "one of those girls." But at the same time, it was improper to cancel a previous engagement just out of pique. "No, Kev. I understand what you mean by she "got you to ask", I've dealt with a girl like her before, but a promise is a promise. Take her out, but then you can make me out to be the bad guy. Just be careful." With that, he scooped up the condoms and left.
I needed to work out, but I also wanted to be alone. So I headed out to the garage, grabbed my bike and headed over to the school. At this time on a Saturday after a game, the weight room would be deserted.
The football weight room has its own entrance from the outside. This allows us to get in whenever we want. There is a keypad to which all the football players have the combination. I punched in the numbers and turned the handle. As the door closed behind me, I heard a bar clink into a rack. Shit, I thought, someone's here. I thought of leaving, but whoever they were had heard me, so I proceeded in.
Zac was lying on one of the benches recovering from his last set. He was wearing short blue shorts and was bare chested. He looked up. "Hey Kevin," he greeted me with a smile. I didn't know Zac all that well. He was normally really quiet when the team was around and I don't think I've ever been around him one on one, like we were now.
"I thought you had to help with calving or some shit like that." I queried.
He sat up and got a sheepish grin on his face. "Just between you and me -- that was just an excuse to get out of the after game -- I didn't like all the girls being invited over. It's supposed to be a time to celebrate with the guys, you know. Girls can wait til Saturday. Want me to spot you?"
A smile played across my face, as he said that. That's exactly how I felt. Well, except for the "girls can wait til Saturday" bit. **My ** mental addition was, Saturday was for hanging with Tommy.
"Sure", I replied.
The weight room is not air conditioned on the weekends, so it was warm. I whipped off my shirt and lay down on the bench.
Zac suddenly laughed. "Looks like you had some fun alone time there, Kevin. Either that or you're trying to advertise. " He rubbed his hand on my chest and flaked off some dry cum.
Fucking A, I thought. I never cleaned up the rest of crusty cum from my chest. My face must have turned beet red.
"Don't sweat it dude. I'm sure I got some crust on me too, somewhere." He laughed. " What else you gonna do before you fall asleep?" He made a shaking motion with his fist, as if I would miss what he meant. " And there's no point in showering before you work out. Come on lift."
His frankness caught me off guard, but I liked it. If the dried cum on my chest didn't bother him, then what the hell - it didn't bother me.
I braced myself and pushed the bar up. Zac helped me lift up the bar. I cranked out 8 slow reps and then, with Zac's help again, replaced the bar again. As he helped me, he stepped forward a little, so his crotch was nearly over my forehead. Normally I wouldn't have even really noticed, except my eyes fixed on the fact that Zac was wearing neither a supporter nor underwear. His junk was clearly visible through his shorts leg.
I know I looked longer than I should, but I was mesmerized. Not to mention that there was also a tantalizing musky smell that emanated from his groin. I finally looked past the shorts and saw Zac looking down at me looking up his shorts with a grin on his face. "Maybe you are advertising." he commented.
I wasn't sure what to say, but Zac spared me the awkward silence. "Come on, he said, let's do some squats." With that he moved away and over to the squat machine. This was an apparatus that basically was two vertical shafts. A weight bar fit in between them. The bar would move freely up and down, unless you leaned it forward, at which point it would trigger latches to release that would snag the bar. This was for if you couldn't push the bar back up from the squat, you could trigger the safety, it would catch the bar, and you could walk away. It was still good to have a spotter.
Zac and I worked out for the next couple of hours. During that whole time, we joked and talked about all sorts of things. School, football, movies and books we liked, nintendo games. Throughout it, Zac would make subtle inuendos about sex. Nothing awkward, just a comfortable banter between guys who were able to joke about things like jacking off and shit like that.
I couldn't help but feel some sort of tension (a good tension, almost sexual, I might say) between us. It was nothing overt, but subtle. For instance, when we spotted each other, we were a hair closer than what is normal. Not enough that anyone would notice, but just a little closer than was normal for your average teen age boy. When there was a need to tough each other, such as helping the other finish an arm curl, the tough seemed to linger a second longer than was needed. And I think Zac's shorts were filled out a little more than normal. I know mine were.
I had never felt as comfortable around another guy in my life. Not even with Tommy, I had to add almost sheepishly to myself. Even with Tommy, as with all other guys, I feel like I need to guard what I say and do, else my true feelings about guys come out. Here we joked even once about "lending each other helping hands." I don't know what it was about Zac, but I had a feeling I could come right out and say I liked guys, and he'd not only take it in stride, but would even be approving. Not that I dared do that, but that's how I felt.
As we finished, Zac asked me if I'd stay and shower with him. This was not odd in any way -- while we were allowed in the weight room alone, we were not allowed in the locker rooms alone. The school has an indoor pool and there is a policy that no one can be in the water alone. Some administrator interpreted that to mean both the pool and the showers. If you are caught in either one alone, you get an in school suspension and have to sit out your next extracurricular activity. I think some kid almost drowned back in the 80's or something like that and the school over reacted.
We got in the shower and I couldn't help but stare at Zac's cock. Hw was standing under the shower head, leaning back to let the hot water roll over his beefy chest and abs. It was almost like he was thrusting his groin in my direction, but surely he was just enjoying the nice hot soak after the workout.
His package seemed bigger than what I remembered from Friday, almost like it was about to lift off his left leg, upon which it now rested. With his pubes wets, he looked almost hairless. His nuts hung down like two small golden plums. He looked over at me and saw me staring at his junk, but all he did was smile and look down at my mine. With that, he turned his back to me and washed up. I followed suit.
I don't know what was going through his mind, but mine was all a tumble. I realized that I liked Zac. He was comforting to hang out with, and not to mention nice on the eyes. But I felt like I was being unfaithful somehow to Tommy. Zac was giving some indication that he might be like me and into guys, maybe even me in particular. Tommy has never given any signs that he's interested in me in that way. Should I go with the bird in my hand? Or wait for the bird in the bush?
I figured it didn't matter, cause most likely I was imagining Zac's interest. He was probably just not wanting to embarrass me or maybe enjoying the attention, but at the end of the day, followed the other road. After all - 'he liked his girls on Saturday.'
But then, as we left the locker room, Zac looked over and asked me, "You free tomorrow night? I wondered if you might want to come over and watch a movie with me at my place."
My heart stopped. Was he asking what I thought he was asking? I suddenly had a picture of Zac and me sitting on a couch, my head on his shoulder, his hand in my lap. I'm glad I was wearing a pair of jean shorts, cause my cock sprang an instant boner. I could have sworn Zac's eyes flicked down towards my crotch and a small smile touched his lips.
"Yeah..." I began, but then continued, "Shit. No I can't. I have to take Alicia to the movie."
Zac frowned at that. "Alicia? Didn't you go to Andy's with Lisa? What kind of guy are you?" He sounded genuinely scandalized. Guys in our town just did not "date around". It was considered rude and cast you as a male skank or something.
I frowned myself for a minute, then remembered Zac hadn't gone to Andy's. I explained the mix-up to Zac, including the unfortunate "date" that I agreed to because I wasn't paying attention to her.
Zac's frown disappeared. "Fucking A, bro. That blows. Lisa's my cousin and I know she thinks the world of you. Want me to explain to her the mix-up?"
I'd been avoiding thinking about how Lisa would have reacted to whole thing. And here was a golden opportunity. "You'd do that, Zac? That would be awesome. Last night would have been 100 times better if I had been hanging out with her."
"So you like Lisa? I could have her come over tomorrow and watch the movie with us. You could still stop by after your 'date'", Andy made the quote signs with his fingers, " with Alicia. We don't have school on Monday, it's Columbus day. So we can hang out later. " There seemed to be a slight hint of disappointment in Zac's voice when he asked the question. Could it be because he's interested in me?
I knew how I should answer this question, so as to ward off any questions about my manliness, but suddenly the thought of spending the evening with Zac made my whole body tingle in anticipation.
I decided to go with my heart and not my head. "Truthfully, Lisa and I are just good friends. Don't get me, wrong, I like hanging out with her, but I'm guess I'm just not interested in having a girlfriend right now."
I looked up at Zac. I sure my face conveyed a little of the fear I was feeling and making such a bold confession. The fear melted away at the smile I saw on his face.
If you've never experience sharing with someone your true feelings about guys, I'm not sure you can understand this next part, but Zac's smile at just that moment cause a happiness to bloom in me like a rose opening up in the morning sun. I am almost 100% sure that Zac understood those last two words were superfluous and that "right now" meant "never". At least for that moment, I felt an almost physical shift in my feelings. Tommy would always be my best bro, but Zac seemed to crowd him out in my thoughts.
"So does that mean you'll come over after you "date"?" Again the air quotes were brought out.
With a smile on my own face, I said "Sure!" And we part ways.
Not much happened that rest of Saturday. I did some chores around the house, played some games on my nintendo, shit like that. I guess I should mention though, that that night, as I stroked myself to sleep, it was Zac's face and junk that occupied my thoughts as I brought myself to the blessed release of hormones and pleasure.
Sunday morning I went to church with my folks. We got back around 11. I changed out of my church clothes and headed over to Tommy's. I knew he'd be home soon and wanted to see how the meet went. I greeted his mom as I entered the house. She was working in her office. She waved back, continuing her work. I got up to Tommy's room and flipped on his computer. Tommy had a dedicated phone line for his internet, so he could go online whenever he wanted. I dialed in and waited for the protocols to sync. Tommy had created an AOL account for me, and I checked it. I then went to the chat rooms. I'd discovered some interesting places where guys would send me sex pics, especially if I told them I was 16. I got all kinds, but definitely liked the ones with naked guys in it the best.
One pic was slowly downloading, when I heard steps on the stairs -- Tommy. I clicked the exit button, and spun just as Tommy came through the door. I looked up at him and a smile slammed onto my face. It's Tommy. Suddenly an empty spot in me that I hadn't noticed til then filled up with his presence. I realized I had been worried about how I would mesh my emotions about Tommy with those of Zac.
But as I looked at him, I understood the shift I had felt yesterday morning a little better. Here again, I will try and explain what I felt at that moment. First, I suddenly realized that for the past several years, I'd been putting a little distance between the two of us unconsciously. Probably because I was afraid I'd say or do something (well for lack of a better word) that was gay. But now, my desire had shifted to Zac. When I looked at Tommy, I no longer thought 'Zac looks like Tommy', but 'Tommy looks like Zac'. You might say that before yesterday morning, Tommy was my ideal, now it's Zac. But what I realized also is that the shift took away the need for the distance. I felt closer to Tommy now than I had for a while - but in a very platonic way.
"How'd you do?" I asked.
His face literally glowed as he replied, "Best....Time...Ever."
"No fucking way, awesome Hoss." This deserved a reward. Hell, I just wanted to go somewhere with Tommy. He was about to elaborate, when I held up hand and stated, "No, wait. This demands a more festive occasion. I'm taking you to AJ's. My treat."
He protested slightly, but readily accepted. He biked over to AJ's and grabbed a booth, sitting across from each other. Tommy seemed to be off in some other world. He must have been reliving his victory because he was staring over my shoulder at nothing. (Well it almost looked like he was staring at me, but that couldn't possibly be." Personally, I could stop thinking about going over to Zac's tomorrow night.
"Earth to Tommy," I waved my hand in front of his eyes and laughed. He shook his head, clearing his thoughts. Just then Tina, the waitress came over and took our order. As it turns out, I didn't need to pay anyway, AJ (the cross-country team captain's dad) said it was on the house.
Tommy regaled me with a turn by turn narrative of the race. He looked like a glowing angel to me. He was excited, he was energetic, he was.... my best friend. Part of me really wanted to tell him about Zac, but that would mean putting myself out there and I just wasn't willing to do that yet.
Just then the door chimes went off, and who comes in? Fucking Alicia.
"Hey, Kevin," Alicia called out in a syrupy voice that made my stomach churn. "What are you doing here?" She focused on me, and I suddenly felt like a rabbit being stalked by a coyote. The words of my dad came to mind, and I envisioned her digging claws into me while she pinned me to the ground, ravaging me. Maybe the thought of being dominated by a woman appeals to some guys, but me, the thought of being alone with Alicia made me nauseous.
"I'm treating Tommy here to lunch. He got his best time at the Invitational yesterday."
Alicia glanced quickly over at Tommy. Her gaze spoke volumes - 'who's this loser' - it said. Alicia knew Tommy of course, we were all classmates, but Tommy was obviously beneath her dignity. "That's nice," she said, in a very uninterested manner. She looked back and me and added, "Did you tell him about your awesome game on Friday?" Maybe I felt more like a mouse who's being toyed with by a cat before it eats him.
Now that was a load of shit comment. I had a decent game. I scored the first touchdown, but hell my average was closer to two touchdowns a game than one. "It wasn't much to speak of," I replied honestly. "Andy was the star on Friday."
"Nonsense," she chided me, like I was some kid caught in a lie. "Anyway, what time are you picking me up for the movie tonight?"
Fuck, why did she have to mention that? Well, as soon as that was over, I'd be going over to Zac's.
"I'll come by at 6. We can bike over from you house."
"Sounds like fun," she said with a grimace on her face like she just smelled a pile of dog shit. What was that about? The look was gone as soon as it appeared, and I don't think Tommy saw it. She replaced it with a ravenous look (which I hoped was for the pizza and not me) and stated, "Oh, I am so hungry." With that, she pushed me over and sat down next to me and grabbed a piece of pizza, without so much as a by your leave.
I reminded myself of the plans to go to Zac's and a smile formed on my face. I looked over at Tommy and saw him frowning. Oh shit, he doesn't know any of this about Alicia. How was I going to explain this whole screwed up mess right in front of Alicia? I simply stated, "The team had a get together after the game on Friday. The cheer squad joined us, and Alicia asked if I wanted to go see Hearts in Atlantis tonight. I knew you weren't overly interested in it, so I agreed."
Alicia had taken a piece of pizza with her right hand and had taken a bite. She'd been sitting up against me, which I was trying to ignore. But suddenly I couldn't ignore her as I unexpectedly felt her hand slide onto my crouch and start massaging me. Now Friday night, hormones may have led my groin to react to her ministrations, but over the past day and a half, by loathing of Alicia had grown to such an extent that I think I actually shrank at her touch. I looked at her with what I am sure was annoyance, I then glanced at Tommy and saw he had noticed and was flushing from embarrassment. I took a hold of Alicia's hand and laid it on the table, holding it to prevent her from further fondling.
I guess Alicia misunderstood, because she turned to me, looked at me, like I had just offered her the world. How could this get any worse.
Abruptly, Tommy stood up and said, "I gotta go. I'm suddenly really tired. Catch you tomorrow, Kevin." Before I could say a word, he rushed towards the door. He looked back once as he walked out. I started to get up, but Alicia suddenly leaned over and pressed her head on my shoulder, making it impossible for me to stand up without shoving her off the booth. (Which I honestly thought about doing for 2 seconds.)
As soon as Tommy was out the door, Alicia's expression changed. The sickening sweet look she had shared with me morphed into a scowl.
"I'm glad he's gone, Kevin. Cause I gotta know, what's this about BIKING over to the movies?"
She looked genuinely mad. "I don't have my license yet, Alicia. You know that."
"That doesn't mean you can't drive. Your dad's got a nice pick-up, you need to pick me up in that." She didn't ask. I pretended she had.
"My dad won't allow me use the pick-up, I don't even have my permit yet."
"But you were going to take me to Riverside Park after the movie. How are we supposed to do that on ** BIKES **? Bikes are so middle school."
Now there had been no plans to go to Riverside Park, at least not as far as I was concerned. But as I've learned many times over since then, Alica's reality is not necessarily everyone else's reality. My dad's warning loomed larger in my head.
"I could ask my dad to take us." I offered.
If I thought she was upset before, this last suggestion sent her off into orbit. "YOU'RE DAD?" I'm not sure if she realized it, but her voice was steadily growing louder. AJ jr came over.
"Hey is everything all right over here? I saw Tommy storm out and now you too are being a little loud."
"Everything's fine," Alicia said in a huff. She stood up and looked down at me. "You know what , Kevin, I just remembered Mark asked me over to help him study for our math test on Tuesday. I don't think I'll be able to go to the movie after all."And with a sniff and head turn, Alicia walked out. Mark was a junior on the football team. He was the back-up quarterback and was sure to be team captain next year. I'd follow him in the QB after he graduated, if everything went according to plan.
I stared at Alicia's back as she marched out of the restaurant. AJ watched her go with a bemused expression on her face. He turned to me and said simply, "Don't sweat it, man. You can do a lot better than her. Is she why Tommy left?"
I sat there for a stunned moment. And then, like the first rays of the sun cresting on the eastern horizon, a thrill dawned on my soul. I couldn't help but smile like a kid on Christmas morning. I should have remembered the old adage, red sky in the morning, sailors take warning, but that would be a problem for Tuesday.
"What a fucking bitch," I muttered. A little louder I answered AJ, "Yeah, I got saddled with her by mistake on Friday and have been looking for a way to end things. First time I've been glad I don't have a license yet."
AJ laughed. "Will Tommy be OK?" AJ was a great team captain for the cross country team. Unlike my team captain Andy, who only treated you well when you did well, AJ captained his team like they were all his younger brothers.
"I'll check on him later, but yeah, Tommy will be OK."
AJ brought a to-go box and I boxed up the pizza. There was 3/4 of it left. I headed out.
When I got home, I placed the pizza in the fridge and turned to head over to Tommy's. Just then my mom entered the kitchen with a couple of grocery bags. "Good, you're home," she said. "Help me carry in the groceries." I had no choice, so I followed her out the garage and proceed to carry in the dozen or so bags. I then had to help her put everything away. She asked me to help her with a couple of other chores, so it was about 2:30pm before I was able to head over to Tommy's.
When I walked upstairs, I saw that he was sprawled out on his bed. I couldn't tell if he was asleep or just lying there quietly.
"Tommy, are you awake? Can we talk" I desperately wanted to talk to him about Alicia. And I had half a mind to talk to him about Zac, but Tommy didn't respond. After a minute, I walked back to house. Well, I could tell him tomorrow.
I looked up Zac's number and gave him a call. I told him about my unexpected freedom that afternoon. He invited me to come over for supper, so I told him I'd head out around 4:30, which would get me to his place around 5pm. He lived a couple of miles out of town, but it was all paved roads, so I could easily bike it.
At 4:00, I jumped in the shower. As I was soaping up my naked body, my mind drifted back to my showering with Zac the previous day. I was rock hard in an instant. Would something happen between us tonight? I laughed as a silly thought entered my mind - at least I didn't have to worry about getting him pregnant. I thought of some of the pics I'd seen on the internet. Some of them brought some interest thoughts to mind. My hand yearned to travel down to my groin. Realizing where my thoughts were going, I switched the shower to luke warm and let the shock of cool water wake me up from my thoughts.
I hate to admit this, but I spent 10 minutes debating what to wear. Should I wear a work out T or a polo shirt? I settled for my Texas A & M T shirt that I had ripped the sides and cut off the sleeves with a pair of khaki shorts. The orange shirt I thought complimented my tanned complexion.
By 4:30pm I was on my bike and heading to Zac's. As I rode past Riverside Park, I noticed two shirtless guys running towards one of the trails. It was TOMMY. Damn, this was a good coincidence, I could explain to him about Alica. I turned my bike into the park and followed. Just as I was about to catch up enough to call out to Tommy, he seemed to just disappear. The path became a little too rough for my bike, so I ditched the bike and started to jog to the spot I had last seen him.
I found myself at the edge of the bank by the river. I noticed a trail that had a couple of footprints in it. That must be where they had gone. I followed it down until I came to the spot where I could see Tommy and the other boy. They were sitting next to each other enjoying the afternoon sun. I was about to call out Tommy's name, when I saw him lean over as if he were about to tell the other boy something. Then I saw his hand rest on the boy's leg, like on the upper thigh. It's not a place you normally touch another guy....
Unless...
Tommy?
Like another boy?
In that instant, I didn't know what I thought about that, I only knew that the feeling hurt. I turned quickly and rushed up the path.
To be continued.
Hey guys, sorry for the break. Life has thrown some curve balls at me, but I got a chance to work on another chapter. The pace will probably slow down some, but I promise the very next chapter will continue with Tommy and Jake.
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