Date: Mon, 28 May 2007 11:35:01 -0700 (PDT)
From: Joe Storie <joejoe_75202@yahoo.com>
Subject: Defeating The School Jock Chapter 6 Patrick Versus Joey

I am continuing my first story on here and I know
there will be mistakes but I am trying to make it
interesting.  I have some ideas where to go into
Chapter 7 but if others have ideas I will consider
them.  After I send this in I will work on chapter
seven but it may take me awhile to work on it so
please be patient and please send some ideas.  I am
not saying I will use them all but I will take them
under consideration.  Joey

Defeating The School Jock Chapter 6 Patrick Versus
Joey   joejoe_75202@yahoo.com

	I had sent dad to bed just before calling Joey about
meeting him after school Monday.  I was worried, after
all Joey had taken me once.  I hadn't even given any
thought that Joey could take me, it was the furthest
thing from my mind.  However he had taken me and I had
to prove if not to the others on the wrestling team
and fathers, I had to prove it to myself it had been a
fluke he took me down.  More than taken me down he had
humiliated me by screwing me in front of my teammates,
their fathers, Joey father and my very own father.
	It felt like the weekend would never end and Monday
to arrive.  At long last it was Monday morning.  I had
no idea what to expect when I arrived at school Monday
morning.  I made sure to arrive just in time for home
class so I didn't have to face my fellow students
outside the class room.  I walked into home room and
looked around at everyone in class.  I heard
whispering as I went to my desk and sat down.
	"Come to order students."  Mr. Armstrong, our home
class teacher said.  "This isn't a gossip centre.
Lets begin by taking attendance."
	Mr. Armstrong called out everyone's name in the
class.  No one was absent.  I could only guess the
reason no one was away today.  I suppose they wanted
to take a look at the person that had been taken down
Friday, in the gym, in more ways than one.
	It was the same from one class to the next all
morning.  I wanted to run for the hills at one point
when one of the guys in my class had yelled out.
"Your butt getting any action Patrick."
	Since Friday at this time I had gone from throwing
the punches to receiving the verbal punches.  I just
wanted the day to end so I could wrestle Joey.  I just
had to win today.  If I didn't I'd be the laughing
stock of the school.  Finally the morning was over.  I
had made sandwiches for lunch and not wanting to be
seen by anyone at lunch I went to the far side of the
school to eat lunch alone.  I spent the rest of my
lunch hour behind the school and returned just in time
for first afternoon class.  At long last the end of
the afternoon arrived and thanks to who ever was
looking down that day we didn't have gym Mondays so I
didn't have to be undressed in front of my class
mates.
	When school ended I went to the gym, took off my
runners, pulled off my jeans and hung them up in my
locker in the locker room.  I stripped down until I
was nude.  That was my idea to wrestle in the nude.
My limp dick hung between my muscular legs.  I hadn't
jacked off all weekend hoping I would build up enough
power to take Joey down and fuck him the way he had
fucked me on Friday in front of my teammates and their
parents.  Joey was no where in site so I went to the
gym nude.  Once I got in the gym I saw Joey at the far
side of the gym totally nude his soft at least five
inch thick cut cock hanging over his full size hairy
balls.   I looked up so I was looking into his brown
eyes.  "Dam."  I said to myself I can't let him win
today.
	Just as I got to the far side of the gym where Joey
was standing I heard applauding from the bleachers.
	"Go for it guys."  Someone yelled out.  I didn't know
if it was one of the fathers or one of the guys from
the wrestling team.  At this point I didn't really
care.
	"Okay boys shake and then lets get on with the
match."  Coach Johnson said.
	I didn't want to shake hands with Joey but it was too
late.  Coach Johnson had already told us to shake
hands.  I went over to Joey looking him in the eyes
and stuck my hand out.  He had his hand out to meet
mine and we shook.
	"I'll flip to see who takes the bottom."  Coach
Johnson said taking a quarter from his pocket and
tossing it in the air.  "Call it Patrick since you're
the challenger."
	"Heads."  I said.  I had won the last time with heads
so why not go for a winner.  I thought.
	Coach Johnson took his hand from his wrist and looked
at the coin.  "Heads have it.  Your call Patrick."
Coach Johnson said."
	"I'll top."  I said.
	Before I could say another word Joey was on his hands
and knees.  I went over and taking my arm around his
stomach and looked up.
	"Go."  Coach Johnson said.
	No sooner had Coach Johnson said go when Joey had
taken my arm and flipped me over.  I wasn't going to
let him get the upper hand and flipped him so he was
on his back on the floor.  However before I could make
another move Joey had flipped me sending me to the
floor on my back.  He had grabbed my legs and begun to
push them over my head the same way he had Friday.  I
wasn't about to have a repeat of Friday so I pushed
with my butt on the floor and sent Joey off his feet.
I stood up as fast as possible and leaped at Joey.
Joey had stood up the same time as I did.  We were now
pacing around each other like lions seeing which one
of us would take the next move.  I broke the pacing
and shoved forward sending my elbow into Joey's gut.
He went flying and hit the floor.  I knew I had to
take advantage of the situation so fell on Joey as
soon as he hit the floor.  I grabbed his legs and
forced them over his head.  However Joey took his feet
and pushed them against my stomach sending me
backward.
	It looked like we were evenly matched with Joey
throwing me and then me throwing Joey.  I don't know
how long this went on but it had to be a good half
hour and I was slowing down and trying to catch my
breath.  However so was Joey slowing down and out of
breath.  Would be flopping each other the rest of the
day?
	"Hold."  Coach Johnson yelled and I could hear the
whistle just after he yelled.  "This is getting us no
where.  Obviously today you boys are evenly matched.
We could go on all night at this rate.  I say we begin
a time limit.  Lets put it to a vote from the stands.
Those in favour of a time limit raise your hands.
Those apposed keep your hands down.  Okay begin."
	I looked over the bleachers.  I couldn't count how
many hands were in the air.  It was a land slide for
putting a time limit on.
	"Okay time limit it is.  "Those for ten minutes put
your hands up."  Coach Johnson said.
	Only about a quarter of the hands went in the air.
	"Half an hour?"  Coach said but it sounded more like
a question.
	I looked over the stadioum to see most of the hands
went up.
	"Okay I have four ten.  That means time will be up at
Four Fifty.  As soon as I lower my hands begin.
You'll both stand up so their will be no fair
advantage."  Coach Johnson said.
	I saw both Coach Johnson's arms in the air and then
they fell toward the floor.  I circled Joey and Joey
circled me.  Then I saw my advantage present it's self
as he was off kilter with his feet.  I fell to my feet
and pulled at his left leg sending Joey to the floor.
I tired to pull him toward me but he was faster and
pulled away form me into a sitting position.  By the
time I reached him he grabbed my head in a head lock.
I fought back and managed to pull away form him.  We
wrestled back and forth.  First I had the advantage
then Joey.  Back and forth.  I was sweating and so was
Joey.  We were more sliding around the floor than we
were really wrestling.  Just then I heard a whistle.
"That's it boys.  There is no clear winner."  Coach
Johnson said.
	"Time can't be up yet."  I yelled.  I couldn't let
Joey off the hook like this.  It would be better if
Joey took me again than to just stop the match.
	"That's right, we can't stop."  I heard Joey yell.
	"To the finish, to the finish, to the finish."  I
heard from the bleachers.
	"I said that's enough."  Coach Johnson yelled.  "Stop
this none sense.  Especially from Joey and Patrick's
teammates and you fathers should be ashamed of
yourselves for this to go any further.  If you want it
to go further than you fathers get out here and
wrestle.  You all agreed to another half hour and the
match would be over."  Coach Johnson said.
	"Who votes Joey's and Patrick's dad have it out
together.  Joey against Patrick's dad and Patrick
against Joey's dad?  Show hands if you want to see
this happen."  Coach Johnson said.  "I see by the
hands it is a go."
	"Yea dad.  Get out here."  Joey yelled.  "I think
Patrick deserves to save face with you dad.  Get out
here so Patrick can teach you a lesson.  He's more of
a man than you will ever be."
	I was taken by surprise when I head Joey call his own
dad down in front of me.
	"Joey."  I said.  "It's your dad."  I couldn't
believe Joey thought so low of his own dad.  But then
who was I to talk I didn't think much of my dad
either.  "I will take your dad if you take my dad
Joey."
	"Go for it Patrick."  Joey said and we walked toward
each other.  "Hi five Patrick."
	I heard all fathers as well as my fellow teammates
applauding.  "Do it, do it, do it, Joey and Patrick.
Take your dads."
	I didn't know what to do but when I saw Joey go into
the stands to my dad, grab him by his T-shirt and
forced him to stand I knew I had no choice but to do
the same to his dad.
	I walked boldly up the stairs to where Joey's dad was
sitting.  His dad looked at me and I could tell he was
scared, as I grabbed his over size T-shirt and pulled
him to his feet.  He had to be a good six inches
taller then myself but that didn't make a difference I
knew I had him in my power as much as Joey had my dad
in his power.
	I saw Joey pull dad who was a good six inches taller
than himself to the gym and shoved him down.  He
slapped his face as he forced him on his hands and
knees.  By now I had his dad on his hands and knees
and looked directly into his brown eyes.  I didn't
even think about what I was going to say until it was
out my mouth.  "I want to see you miserable piece of
shit wash your sweaty son's body head to toe."  I
said.  "Do me a favour Joey and lay down so dad can do
what he needs to do and that is too worship a real
man."
	"I will if you lay down so my dad gets to worship you
buddy."  Joey said and winked at me.
	This was getting better and better.  Who would have
ever guessed a little less than an hours before Joey
and I would become Conrades against our own dads.
However that was what was happening.
	"Come on boys."  I heard Coach Johnson, what seemed
like miles away.  "Enough boys."
	"Shut the fuck up."  I said and took notice Joey had
said the same thing, the same time I did.
	"I said that's enough."  Coach Johnson said.
	"You going to suck Patrick the same time my dad
washes Patrick."  Joey said.
	I looked over at Joey just as Joey stepped on my
dad's hands and grabbed Coach Johnson by his T-shirt.
"Down boy."  He said.
	I couldn't hear myself over the applause of my fellow
teammates and their fathers.  It was out of control.
	"Go ahead Patrick sit down and enjoy these slut's
tongues."  Joey said.
	 I was feeling hi and when I looked down my cock was
as hard as a rock.  I sat down in front of Joey's dad
and Coach Johnson.  "You two heard Joey.  Do me and
now."  I said.
	I looked over to see Joey was beside me on his back.
Dad was over top of him beginning to lick under his
under arms.  I pulled my arms over my head and said.
"Slurp you miserable slut.  You slurp on my balls
Coach bitch."  I said.
	I leaned back and felt my body being licked and
kissed.  My body became Joey's and Coach Johnson's
ideal as my dad licked Joey's firm body.
	My mind drifted away as I felt absorbed and worshiped
by two hunks at the same time.
	I kept looking over at Joey to see the progress my
dad was doing on Joey.  I could see dad had soon
devoured Joey's muscular body and now licking his
balls.  "Get on my cock, dick head."  Joey said to my
dad.
	"Yea you too cunt boys."  I said to Joey's dad and
Coach Johnson.  Soon Joey's dad was licking my balls
and Coach Johnson had my hard cock in his mouth.  I
couldn't hold out any longer and pushed my hips up
until my cock was deep down Coach Johnson throat.
"Suck me, suck my cock you fucking homo."
	Beside me Joey was moaning.  Suck me you fucking fag.
 Suck my cock. I have to shoot my load.  Your dad is
great Patrick."  Joey said.
	"Thanks buddy so is your dad and Coach Johnson.  Oh
fuck I'm shooting my load."  I moaned
	I pulled myself up until I was resting on my elbows.
"That's enough for today you two."  I said.
	"Same with me boy."  Joey said.
	I saw my dad get up and walked to the exit and
practical ran out followed my Joeys dad and Coach
Johnson.  I guessed they were just too embarrassed to
stick around for what ever Joey and I may have in
mind.
	"Go home everyone."  Joey said standing up.
	"Shows over."  I said standing up along side of Joey
and we both walked to the far side of the gym.  I
looked over at Joey and Joey looked at me but neither
of us looked behind us at the bleachers as we headed
for the locker room. ........What can possibly happen
next?....  Any input will be taken under consideration
joejoe_75202@yahoo.com It may take me a while to get
on to chapter seven but please don't forget I am
thinking about it and looking for some ideas out there
guys.  Joey