Date: Wed, 11 Apr 2007 07:06:36 +0000
From: Andy Mitchell <andys_stories@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: life just isn't fair chapter nine

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Previously in Life Just Isn't Fair
I poked my head into the bathroom and saw a huge bath and, not being able to
resist, ran the water, dumped far too much bubble bath into it and stripped
off.
As I lay, soaking in the hot water, my mind refused to just lay there with
me.  I kept playing over and over the feeling of Kevin's hands on me, of
Chris's arms around me.  My right hand moved down to my cock that was
already at full mast, and started a slow stroking rhythm.
As I played back those feelings, I also remembered the feel of Dr Mik's hand
on my hole.  God what is wrong with me, I thought as my left hand probed
past my ball sac and found my pucker.  Here I am, the victim of several
sexual attacks, and all I can think off is how hot some of them were.
My first two fingers pushed past my tight ring and I moaned loudly, slopping
some water over the side of the bath.  I picked up speed on my stroking as
my fingers hit my prostate.  More water went over the edge and I was in a
world of my own as I felt my orgasm building.  My hand was a blur on my dick
as it milked my body, looking for my special cream.  My toes curled suddenly
as the first spasm hit me, sending a wave of water over the rim of the bath.
  My cum burst free from my sac and spurted up and over my face.  Five or
six more spurts followed as my orgasm hit my teen body.  I slipped down into
the water as I lost my footing and gasped as I swallowed some of the water.
I shuddered as the last of my spunk dribbled out.
I looked around, guiltily, thinking that Chris and Kevin would be bounding
in to chuck me out, but was greeted by the closed bathroom door.
I washed off and pulled the plug.  Using both white fluffy towels, heated of
course, I dried off and mopped up the spillages.
I wandered naked back into my new bedroom and climbed into bed, exhausted.
I remember thanking God or someone of a higher power anyway, for bringing
Chris and Kev into my life, before dozing off.

Chapter Nine
Can Life Get Any Better?

I awoke to the smell of breakfast and a knock on the door.  I opened my eyes
to see Kevin standing at my door with a tray in his hands.
"Morning sleepyhead," he said.  "Want this in bed or at the table?"
My stomach growled and made my decision for me.
"I'll eat in bed thanks Kev." I replied.
He moved into my room and placed the tray on my lap, as I hotched up to a
sitting position in bed.  He sat on the edge of the bed, and watched me
silently as I tucked in to a full English.
"Andy, I know that Chris has spoken a little to you, and will help you, but
I'm here for you as well, no matter what." Kev blurted out.
I paused in my eating to look at him and saw him downbeat.
"I don't know all that's happened to you, but I've heard Chris on the phone
to several people in the past."
I looked at him as I pigged myself on the gorgeous platter.  I finished my
mouthful and tried to talk.
Kev interrupted me, "Look, I know it must be hard for you, but what I said
last night I meant.  Chris is your teacher and you may not feel that you can
talk to him about some things, but I'm here if you ever need someone okay?"
I put aside my tray and grabbed him into a hug, which was only broken when
Chris popped his head round the door.
Kev left me to get washed and dressed and I made my way downstairs,
wondering what life could now hold for me.
Kev and Chris were talking quietly when I walked into the kitchen.  I
plonked my bag on the table, and Chris told me to go get my coat.
I grabbed it off the hook in the hallway and walked back into the kitchen to
see the pair of them in an embrace, kissing.  Man it looked hot and I
couldn't help but pop a boner, before Chris saw me and released Kev.
"Um, let's get to school Andy," he said.
I blushed, knowing I'd been caught watching them, and picked up my bag and
rushed out to Chris's car.
Mr H got in, after putting several boxes of files in the back seat.  He
looked at me with a concerned look on his face.
"Andy," he started, "I know we touched on it last night, but I want to ask
you not to mention anything about my relationship with Kevin at school,
okay?"
I nodded my affirmative and fiddled with his stereo, pushing the play button
to his cd player.  I was greeted by a blast of McFly.  I looked up at Mr H
and saw him slightly flush.
"Ummm! These guys are quite good," he stammered.
"Yeah," I replied.  "The video where they were all naked was kinda cool as
well!"
Mr H laughed and we traded cheap insults and stupid remarks until we pulled
into the school car park.  As he pulled on the brake, Mr H looked at me.
"You shouldn't have anymore trouble with Billy or his friends, but if you
do, come straight to me and I'll sort it okay?!"
I nodded again and grabbed my school bag and headed for the lockers to pick
up the rest of my books that I'd need for today.  I was met by my locker by
Mike who, of course, had a million and one questions for me.  I answer what
I could while we walked to the home room.
The day passed quickly, and as I left the building, I remembered at the last
moment where I was going home to, and diverted to the staff car park.
I was waiting by Mr H's car when I saw Mrs Phillips struggling out of the
building laidened down with books.
What the heck, I thought, and I bounded over to her.
"Can I help carry some of that for you Miss?"
She looked up, startled by my voice, but then smiled gently at me as I took
most of her load from her arms.  I walked side by side to her car, hearing
several times how thoughtful I was and how thankful she was that I was
helping her.
As we walked, she told me how her husband used to meet her everyday to help
her, but he had died last year from cancer and now she was on her own.  My
long held enmity to her melted as she gave me a hug in way of thanks and I
wandered back to Mr H's car to find him watching me.
"That was nice of you to help Mrs Phillips Andy," he said.
"Well, she looked like she was struggling.  I didn't realise she lost her
husband either."  I waved to her as she pulled her car out of the car park,
and got in Mr H's and we went home.

The next couple of weeks passed in a similar fashion.  I was gaining weight,
though not getting fat, as Kevin spoiled me chronic with food.  My grades
improved and I became more pleasant to be around, or so I was told by
several of my friends.  So much so that I was cornered by Emma Harris, a
real good looking girl from our year, one lunchtime.  Apparently she had
been dropping hints to me that she wanted me to ask her out for over a week,
but a) being totally inexperienced in those matters, and b) not being
interested in girls, I had missed all the signs.
As I was struggling to come up with a reason not to go around her place
after school, Mike came to the rescue and hauled me off to football
training.
As we stood next to each other after training getting changed in the locker
room, I could see Mike had something on his mind.
"Spill your guts Mike," I blurted.  "You wanna ask me something and I'm not
gonna wait all day for it."
Mike blushed, before asking about Mr H and me, or should I put it more
simply, was I having sex with him.
Why I didn't punch him in the mouth had several factors.  One, he was my
best friend. Two, as he didn't know the exact situation, it was a reasonable
question.  Three, Mike could kick my ass from John O'Groats to Land's End
and back again!!
I grabbed my bag and charged out of the locker room without answering him.
I knew that Mr H was staying late to clear up paperwork so I walked to the
school gate and turned to walk back to home.  Still fuming at Mike's
comment, I was in a world of my own when a car horn shocked me back into
reality.
I looked and saw Kev pulling along side me in his gorgeous BMW Coupe.  Ah
man did I ever want a car like that.
"Hop in Andy," he said.
What choice did I have?  I blasted the stereo to full as the Artic Monkeys
blared away.  I could see Kev wince slightly and start to go for the volume,
but I battered his hand away and told him to concentrate on driving us home.
Minutes later we pulled in to the drive and I jumped out and ran for the
front door.
"Hey squirt, give me a hand," Kev shouted at me.
I looked around and only my reflexes saved the roast chicken from hitting
the deck.  I walked back to the car and picked up a couple of shopping bags
and helped Kev get everything into the kitchen.  I dumped my load of
shopping and ran upstairs to get changed.
Now, please remember that I was only 13, gagging for attention and that Kev
had been extremely touchy, feely over the last couple of weeks.
I got changed into a tight fitting top that showed my upper body definition
and a pair of slinky shorts.  Yes I was going to try it on with Kev!  After
learning that other people's hands on your body were so much better than
your own, and not having experienced it for over a couple of weeks, I was
desperate to try it again.  My mind told me that while Mr H wasn't here, Kev
would be the perfect person to help me out.
Of course I didn't have the life experience that was necessary to know that
when a couple was a couple, they didn't mess with others.
After trying to get Kev's hands on me, and being rejected in no uncertain
terms, in my mind I had no alternative but to run.
I was good at running.  It was avoiding traffic I had trouble with!
After a couple of near misses, I calmed my running down to a walk, after
checking I wasn't being followed.
I looked around and figured I was in the rougher side of Newton.  I saw a
park and wandered into it, and slumped onto a bench, wandering if and why
I'd fucked up big style again.
I sat there, watching people walk past, parents pushing buggies, families
walking pets and the occasional jogger.
"Hey kid, what's up?" I heard a deep voice ask.
I looked up and saw a kind faced, blonde haired, stocky man.
"Um I had a bit of an argument and needed to get some air." I said.
The man sat down next to me, keeping his distance.
"Well, everyone needs to let off steam every now and then.  However, this
isn't a good place for a cute lad like you to be alone."
I swelled a little with his comment about me being cute, before another
thought of him thinking I'm cute crashed into me.  I got up slowly and
started to walk away.
"Um, thanks, I best be heading home now."
"You wanna lift home son?" the man asked.  "I've seen you over on Parkview
haven't I?"
Normally I would have run a mile, but still being totally pissed off as I
was, I agreed.
"Sure," I said.  I walked with the man and opened the door and dropped my
bag in the back seat.  I slid into the passenger seat and belted up.
We pulled off and I studied the driver, trying to figure out who he was.
"So you wanna go straight home then, or wanna cruise and chill for a while?"
he asked.
"Can we drive for a while?" I asked, not wanting to face the shit I was
going to have to face when Mr H found out about my attempted seduction of
Kev.
He looked at me, and grinned.  We drove for a while in silence, listening to
the radio.
"I think we need to go down here," he said suddenly.
He turned the car off the main road and pulled into an alley.  I started to
regret my rashness at accepting a lift off someone I didn't know.
"Um, if you want to drop me here Mister, that will be fine." I said.
"Now then Andy, we need to discuss a few things first," he replied.
This man knew me somehow, but how?
He pulled in behind a skip and I looked around to see the car was now hidden
from sight of anyone from the road.  I panicked and grabbed the door handle
but found it locked.  The man chuckled and undid his seat belt.
"Now then Andy, I need to know what my Bobby and his friends have been doing
with you."
It clicked suddenly that this was Mr Gardiner, Bobby's dad and someone who
didn't have the best reputation in town.
I tried to stammer out that nothing had happened and I hadn't said anything
to anyone when I felt his hands on my leg.  I looked into his face and saw a
wanton lust in his eyes.  I knew there and then that I was in trouble.  I
tried again for the door, but I still had my belt on, and besides, his hands
held me down.
I felt his hands roam over my chest before his right hand settled directly
on my crotch.  He cupped me and squeezed gently as he leaned into me.
"We can do this one of two ways kiddo.  You can play ball and not get hurt,"
he murmured into my ear and gave me a peck and a nibble.  He then gripped
hard with his hand and I squealed out, "Or you can have it rough!"
He released his grip and looked moved his face so it was directly over mine.
  "What's it to be?"
"You can do what you want Mr Gardiner," I muttered, "just please don't hurt
me."
He chuckled, and said, "Good lad."
He planted his lips firmly on mine and forced my mouth open into a kiss.
His hands roamed over my body again, fiddling and undoing my belt and
trousers.  He paused to release the seatbelt and then lifted me up to lower
my trousers and boxers down to my ankles.  His hand found and stroked my
cock, which despite my revulsion at the situation, was growing hard under
his manipulation.
I moaned as my feelings of disgust and my need for a sexual release
collided.  I allowed him to lower the car seat to a horizontal and to flip
me over.  I felt his finger probe for my pucker and force its way inside me.
"Lube me please," I begged him, not wanting to be taken dry.
"Bobby said you were up for it," he said as I felt him dribble some spit
onto my crack.  His finger spread it over my hole before slipping back
inside me.  I felt myself push back onto his finger, allowing him to go
deeper into me, hoping he'd find my magic button.
He pulled off my t-shirt to expose my naked torso and pinched and tweaked at
my nipples.  I moaned low guttural sounds as he began to work my teen body.
He pulled his finger out of my before plunging two back in its place.  My
mind tried to reject the feelings, but my body was now in control as I rode
with the invading digits. I suddenly bucked as he found my prostate and he
knew exactly what was happening as he continued to press and probe against
the spot inside me.
My moaning got louder and my body started bucking harder to the extent where
he had to lay on top of me to kept control over me.  My toes curled under as
my orgasm racked my body and I spurted into his waiting palm.  He brought
his hand up to my mouth and told me lick to clean, which in my lust-addled
state, I did.  He saved the last of it though and coated his cock.
I was still coming down from my bliss when I felt his huge mushroom head
push against my hole.  I knew it was way too big and started to struggle
against him, but with his whole body weight on top of me I had no chance.  I
tried to relax my body to help it in, but kept tensing at every attempt he
made to penetrate me.
I started to get afraid that he'd give up and take it out on me, so I
gritted my teeth and pushed my insides out like I'd never down before.
White pain hit my body as my anus stretched open to take him in.  I gripped
the back of the seat and felt his breath on the back of my neck as I felt
his cock enter me.  He paused as the head popped through my ring, allowing
me to get used to the feeling of it.
"How's that feel honey?" he whispered.
"Nnnhurts" I gasped out.
He stroked my hair and nuzzled my earlobe and made soft cooing noises to me.
  After a couple of minutes, I felt like I had had him in me for an
eternity.  I muttered that I was okay and that he could carry on.
He pushed slowing into me, slowing and stopping every time my body shuddered
in pain.  After a few minutes, I felt his balls against my butt and realised
I had him all the way in me.
Despite my situation, I felt myself swell in pride that I could take all of
a grown man into me.  That would show Kevin!  I felt pressure inside me like
never before and my cock stiffened again into a full on woody.  Mr Gardiner
asked if I was ready, and on receiving a nod, he started slow, long thrusts
into me.
I felt like I was on the ride of a lifetime.  He would pull out until I felt
his cock head stretch my ring before easing his long shaft all the way back
into me, grinding past my prostate.
He wrapped his arms under me and around my chest, pulling me into him as he
rode me.  Sweat poured from me as he took me beyond ecstasy and into another
realm.  Why had I resisted this to begin with?  If I knew it would feel this
good, I wanted it all the time.
His thrusts slowed down and sped up as he took me to a new level of sexual
feeling.  I felt my orgasm build again as I came hard, with him thrusting
and grinding me into the car seat.  I felt my spunk coat the fabric under
me, causing a new, slippery sensation that played havoc with my body and its
feelings.  Within seconds I felt a third orgasm build.  My ring tightened
its grip on the huge cock spearing me as I came again and again.  This
proved too much for Mr Gardiner as he let loose a torrent of spunk up within
me.
We lay there, in his car, him on top of me, panting and gasping.
He pulled out of me and turned me over, grabbing me into an embrace and
finding my lips with his mouth.  I melted into him, mistaking his lust for
love, finding the attention that I thought I craved.
"How was that Andy?" he asked.
"FUCKING FANTASTIC!" I answered.
He looked at my sweaty, sex-craved naked body.
"You want to go someplace where you can get more of the same?"
Still in a lust filled haze of pure sex, I gave my affirmative and he pulled
up his trousers and started his car.
"Pull on your clothes Andy while we drive," he said.
He pulled out of the alley, onto Main Street and picked up his phone.
"Hey Gus it's me," Mr Gardiner said.  "Oh yeah, I have the boy and he's
definitely a goer. We'll be there in ten minutes."
I looked up at the man who had just creamed my ass and saw him leer at me.
"If you liked that my boy," he said, "you're gonna love where I'm taking
you."


Coming Soon
Chapter Ten
Andys Descent

So another chapter comes to an end, and with it, Andy is back in trouble.
His need for being taken advantage of has come back to the fore and allowed
Bobby's dad to take him.  Remember Bobby's friend claiming that Bobby's dad
was part of a gang?  Where is Mr Gardiner taking him?  Does Andy want to be
taken there?  I know I said I was going to lay off him for a while, well I
did for two weeks.  It's just a shame that two weeks was all over in a
paragraph eh?!?

Chapter ten to come soon.  I'm also working on a new story that will be
released into the High School section in the next couple of weeks.  Watch
out for more details.