Date: Tue, 29 Jan 2013 20:44:39 -0600
From: Prince Ernest <prince_ernest86@live.com>
Subject: Room 108 Chapter 12 Adult/Youth Section

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Room 108-Chapter 12: The Questions


       I decided that I had seen enough, and with my cock begging to be
released from its own cage and to be serviced, I moved silently to the
coach's office to await their departure. The lights in my office were
turned off and I doubted that they would be paying any attention to what
was going on in my own remote corner of Earth, so focused were they on each
other.

       Twenty minutes eventually passed, and I figured that I was in the
clear to move out of the locker room, drive home and allow the scene to
replay itself in my head as I stroked myself to my own powerful
orgasm. Disappointment however continued to haunt my every moment.

       As I opened up the door to the locker room, I was immediately
greeted by the image of Hayden, with only a towel wrapped around his
slender waist, and a smile stretching across his beautiful face.

       "Hey Coach...figured you would expect us all to be gone. But I've
got a few things I want to discuss with you if you got the time."

       "Jesus Christ Hayden!!! You about gave me a fucking heart attack!!!
Put some pants on for the love of ever loving God!!" I nearly shouted these
words at him, and as a general rule it's incredibly stupid to curse in
front of students, but I was so shocked by the sight that greeted me, I was
unable to control myself. All Hayden did was chuckle at me, so I knew he
wasn't upset, and I also knew he wasn't planning to make a move on me.

       "Alright, alright old man. Just take it easy, I don't want you dying
and me having to explain why you died. I'll put some underwear and pants on
just so you don't try and rape me! You should have seen your face when I
said hey to you!! Ha-ha, priceless!"

       Hayden turned around and allowed the towel to drop from his slender
hips revealing his tight bubble ass that was damn near perfect. He was
standing in front of his locker, so he didn't have far to go but in the
brief seconds that he walked to get his stuff, I didn't see any jiggling or
fat shaking on his body at all. This kid was perfect in every way, shape
and form. His tan line was well-developed, and when he bent over to pick up
his underwear, I saw the slight pucker of his asshole wink at me just a
minute. But just as quickly as the arousal flourished, it was gone when
Hayden turned back around at me, smiling and motioning for me to sit down.

       I figured that I had come this far into the rabbit hole, and if
Hayden had wanted me to be in jail, any other day of the week would have
been just as good as today. I sat down with him, and just took a few deep
breaths in order to slow my breathing down and allow my mind to settle back
down. I looked over at Hayden and just saw his playful smile. He had been
flirting with me alright, but all he really wanted to do was to talk to
me. If there had been anything more, he wouldn't have put on his clothes so
quickly.

       "Hayden, I don't mind talking to you, but you can't tease me like
that. I could get into a lot of trouble if someone else walked in and saw
how you acted with me just there. What if Marissa had walked in for one of
the many reasons she makes up? I could have gone to jail, and I don't think
you want that do you?

       "No Coach, I swear to God that's the last thing I want to happen!
Besides no one would believe that little cunt Marissa, everyone hates
her. Even Penny Hagmann, her supposed best friend. Isn't that funny?"

       "Hayden, I doubt you wanted to catch me and discuss the latest
eighth grade gossip. Also don't cuss in front of me. I only let that drop
because you gave me one of the biggest scares since that day at the
baseball diamond. You can't be doing those scares anymore, and I promise
not to cuss in front of you. So can you promise me you won't cuss in front
of me?"

       He rolled his eyes when he looked at me, but out of the corner of
his eyes, I could see that all too familiar twinkle which told me that he
was listening to me, and he wasn't going anywhere.

       "Fine, fine. Jeez, it wasn't that too bad of a word, and everyone
says that's what she's like anyway." He laughed at this last little bit, as
if he what he said was the funniest thing in the whole world. Ah the
arrogance of youth, but who was I to take it away from him.

       "Alright then, so what are these magical burning questions that you
have for me? I'm glad to help you out, because that's what Coach's do
right? Just again you got to know that what we talk about can only stay
between us right?"

       "And Gideon and Byron...I don't keep secrets from them. Man, I
remember the first time I realized I was getting hair on my dick, I ran
over to Byron's house like ten blocks over and pulled down my pants right
there in front of him just to show off. He was so jealous!"

       "Alright, alright I don't need every little detail of your life
written down on the gray matter that is my brain."

       I knew that this was especially dangerous territory now because
whatever I told Hayden would be instantly repeated to Gideon and Byron. I
felt that I could trust Hayden because of our little rendezvous at Dairy
Queen the previous week, but could the other two Musketeers in this merry
little band be trusted? I would take it nice and slow so as to test the
waters, but I wasn't going to rush into anything. Slow and steady would be
the motto that did it for the turtle, and it would be the motto for me as
well.

       "So again, what did you want to talk about that about gave me a
heart attack? And do Gideon and Byron even know about these talks? Can't
you go to them for some help on some things?"

       His face immediately became a little downcast and he stared at the
floor, moving his feet back and forth over the wooden bench in an effort to
distract himself from looking at me. I immediately felt that I had said
something wrong, but for the life of me I couldn't figure out what it
was. I knew he wanted to talk, and so I just gave him his space,
figuratively speaking. I didn't say anything else to him, and just let him
sit there in comfortable silence. Finally after a minute, he just spoke to
me in a flat voice without looking at me.

       "I just thought that I could go to you after the other night. I feel
like I can trust you and I just thought you were so cool from the day I met
you. Since I don't have a dad and all I don't have anyone to speak to..."

       The last part just hung in the air and I immediately knew what I had
done wrong. Hayden viewed me as a big brother, someone he could go to and
trust when he was nervous and needed questions. He could go to his mother
for the questions about work, school and how to play sports even. But who
was he to go to when he had questions about sex? Hayden had admitted that
he was gay, and how was a 14 year old boy supposed to talk about having gay
sex with your two best friends with your mom? Even if your mom was the
coolest mom in the world, and marched in the Gay Pride Parades every year,
there was to be no way that she could handle the information that Hayden
was about to throw at her. I decided to take a softer approach and let him
know I was there to listen, and not to judge.

       "Hey now, don't worry about that. I'm always going to be here for
you, as long as you are my student, and even beyond that if you need it. I
guarantee you though that you will forget about me before I forget about
you. I didn't mean to upset you, but I just don't understand why you chose
me?"

       Hayden immediately looked up into my eyes, and spoke with such quiet
determination that I had no reason to doubt the words he spoke.

       "Because Coach, I just knew from the first day of school, when you
were talking with Mrs. Jacobson and Senora Blankenhors, I knew that I could
trust you. Your smile was what told me. It wasn't the fake smile that you
see Mr. Peters give to students in his art class. Your smile told me that
you wanted to get to know me, and that's when I knew you were cool. Don't
you remember me telling you? The Three Musketeers voted, you are cool as
fu...I mean cool as heck."

       "Close call Mr. Van Diver...close call. I'm flattered that you think
my smile say's so much, and like I said I'll always be here for you. You'll
grow up and go off to high school, and college and forget about pervy old
Mr. Lambert. Trust me about it."

       "Never Coach...I'll never do that."

       "Alright, alright. So what are these questions you have for me? We
don't need to start crying like babies in the locker room. We are men
right?"

       "Ha-ha. You know it Coach. You've seen my proof. So...I've got one
real question right now, and it's a weird one, but promise you won't laugh
at me?"

       "Hayden, how could you think I would laugh at you after what we've
been through in the past few weeks?"

       "You are right Coach, it's just this question is so queer...ha! How
do you know when someone likes you? Like really likes you?"

       Oh how to be young and simple, and naïve and in love again. Here
was Hayden Van Diver, practical god of the 8th grade class, and he was
afraid that someone might like him, and he didn't know how to respond. The
situation was so pure and innocent, and so at a complete polar opposite of
what I had seen take place earlier in this shower room. That scene had been
one of raw, and naked sexual prowess. Now he was afraid and week again and
more importantly, insecure. Forget that he had used the word queer in a
sentence, when he was so obviously gay and okay with it. I decided to try
and test the waters again, just to make sure it wasn't me that he had a
crush on.

       "Well I'm flattered Hayden, but I think I'm a little too old for
you?"

       "Ha-ha. You are hot I'll give you that, but it's not you, you
doofus! It's someone else...someone you know, but I just don't know that
they feel the same way. I mean we get along, and we've got some sexy
memories, but it's so hard to tell."

       Okay, obviously the field was narrowed, and it didn't include me. It
was either Gideon or Byron. I figured that there had to be some romantic
feelings between the three of them in order for what was happening between
the three of them to actually be happening. It would be very difficult for
Hayden to navigate this minefield, because to those boys it could be just a
way of getting off. And if it suddenly moved to an actual relationship, the
other boys might shut down and possibly even ruin the friendship that was
so natural between the three of them.

       "Okay Hayden, it's obviously either Gideon r Byron. Why don't you
just tell me who it is, and maybe I can keep an eye out for you and see how
they act around you? I haven't paid much attention to them in the past
besides classroom stuff. I'm not going to play wingman for you, but I'll
try and see what happens to them when you are around. How does that sound?"

       Hayden took in a sharp breath of air, and then expelled just as
quickly. The next bit of words just came rushing out of his mouth.

       "It's Gideon! He's so fit and sexy, and smart and funny! Every
single time that I'm around him, I get this weird feeling in my stomach,
and I just want to spend more time with him. I mean Byron is hot and all,
but I just think of him as a friend. When I see Byron, I don't think about
what I'm going to say. But when I see Gideon, it's like my mind has gone
blank and I don't know how to speak. I know I'll never stand a chance with
him, but God he just gets me so hard every time I see him. And you see how
he treats me when we are just alone. He's always touching me more than he
touches Byron! That's gotta mean something!"

       "Hayden, I don't know exactly what that means, but you need to go
with your gut, but also play it safe here. You three are such good friends,
but it might upset Byron if you move more towards Gideon, and he might tell
other's your little secret. I would suggest you just invite Gideon over for
some class assignments in the future and just test him out. Make a few
small moves on him. Obviously you guys enjoy being around each other, but
does he feel that way when it's just you and him? That's the question you
want to get answered. Now the question I want answered is this. Does Gideon
and Byron know that I've seen them like that before?"

       I was afraid of the answer to the question, but I needed to know the
answer. It would make all the difference in the world to me.

       "Duh! Bryon thinks you are like the hottest dude in the world, and
it was actually his idea to invite you to the baseball diamonds and
today. I saw you on the first day of practice and told them about
you. Byron got so hard from knowing you saw him, that he started jacking
off right at Domino's, underneath the table! I was so glad his mom didn't
catch him! But don't worry...we had already voted on you before that day,
so we knew you were cool!"

       I let out a very audible sigh of relief. So the whole gang knew that
I had watched them a few times, but not one of them cared, and if they were
going to care and report me, I don't think they would hide that from each
other, and I would have been in jail long before this time. Not only did
Byron not care, but he also got aroused from the whole thing. I was a
little more wary of him after this revelation, but I knew he wouldn't do
anything to hurt me. It wasn't arrogance or anything, but rather just the
assurance of having Hayden next to me and knowing that I could trust him.

       "Well Hayden, it's getting late and your mom might start to get
worried about you. Why don't you go ahead and finish getting dressed, while
I get ready to go as well. You can talk to me some more on Monday, but for
right now after all we've talked about I need a few days to let my mind
rest. How does that sound?"

       "Okay old man. I forgot that I gotta take it easy on you. You aren't
a spring chicken anymore." He chuckled as he got out his Axe body spray and
again started coating his body liberally with that smell. I decided to
leave him alone. We were obviously comfortable around each other, but I
didn't want him to feel like I was always on top of him, and always talking
to him. I decided to head back to the Coach's office and check some emails
and reply back to them before I left for the day.

       I had the usual emails from various parents wanting to discuss the
various random things that parents feel the need to bother teachers
about. A few other teachers from the building had contacted me to discuss a
few students behavior, but luckily for me it wasn't anything serious. And
at the very bottom was an email from our beloved leader, Ms. Arthur. The
email was to the point.

       "Michael. I need to speak to you on Monday morning as soon as
possible. Please come and see me before you head to your class. This
regards the soccer team."


*****

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I know we don't see much of the other Three Musketeers, and I've been
wanting to change that for a while. I couldn't just bring them back into
the story without introducing it in the proper way that I would want to. I
think you guys know me better than that. Byron has gotten some decent air
time, but I want Gideon to come a little more out of the shadows. Stay
tuned for Saturday's edition when all will be revealed. Well not all
naturally, but you never know :)

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