Date: Fri, 5 Jun 2015 17:29:03 -0400
From: Hunter <painservedcold@aim.com>
Subject: The Last Out - Chapter 13

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Waiting around for Alex to show up was starting to drive me crazy. I know
that he had school and that I should probably be getting back to school
soon as well, but I couldn't help but think that he should just skip out
and bring me my stuff already. I guess that if he skipped out then he
couldn't bring me anything though, so that wouldn't really work would it?

I thought about doing something, but I looked at the clock and it was
already 2:30, so it wouldn't be too much longer before I figured he'd be
arriving, and there wasn't much that I wanted to do that I could do in an
hour anyway. I figured the best thing to do was to go and watch some
television and get myself cleaned up, especially if I was going to be
having some fun.

I walked into my bathroom and started turning the water to the temperature
I wanted. I loved having really hot showers so I could feel everything
relaxing my muscles and really feeling the burn from the hot water on my
skin. Something about that was really relaxing and made me feel better, no
matter what was wrong with me. Right now, I felt really worried about what
was going to happen at school and how things would be for me once I got
back, so I hoped that a really hot shower would try and take my mind off
things and help relax me for a little while at least.

As the hot water started to drain down my back and over my face, I started
to massage my body with the bar of soap that was left in the shower from
last night. I started by running my hands across my chest and feeling
around for the muscles I hoped were forming on my chest. I wasn't to
surprised to see that I was still mostly a skinny guy, but that there were
some muscles forming on my chest and abs. I was hoping to keep and build on
those, but if I didn't get back into my sports routine soon I was going to
lose out and end up being skinny and without muscles like Alex.

Moving to clean off my back was a bit more of a challenge because of how
lanky my arms were, so I had to do a bit of stretching and contorting to
properly clean all of my back. There were some strong feeling muscles in my
shoulders as well from all of the pitching I'd been doing over the last few
years, and it was nice to see they were still going strong. My arms were
probably the most muscular part of my body, but even there they weren't big
muscles, just very toned and strong without looking obscenely big on my
otherwise skinny body.

My legs were also pretty skinny and toned, even though I had to do a lot of
running for baseball and between classes everyday. I washed up my legs and
then took care to watch my junk and ass. Washing my dick was pretty easy,
and I gave it a few tugs to get it hard just for fun and to get myself
ready for later on. As for my ass... I never used to think about it, I'd
wash it and just take care of it, but never really thought of it as
anything special until recently. Just for a laugh, I grabbed onto my ass
cheeks and gave them a squeeze. I didn't have a big butt like lots of the
girls in school, and I'd heard a few people joke around that they couldn't
see my ass even when I bent over. Now that I was giving them a feel, I
could tell they were right and that I didn't have much of an ass, even if
it did feel kinda muscular from all my running around that I do.

Once I finished washing myself I just let the water run down my body,
enjoying the feel of the water droplets hitting my neck and back and acting
like a sort of massage for me. After letting the water run until it started
to get cold, I shut off the water and started to dry off and change back
into my clothes for the rest of the day. It was just becoming 3:00 when I
finished and got back onto the couch, so I didn't think I'd have to wait
too much longer before Alex came to drop my stuff off.

I sat back down on the couch and waited for him to arrive, knowing it
wouldn't be too much longer until he was here and we could get down to the
business I had planned for him.

This time I knew he was coming, so I was able to listen for him and heard
him coming, so when he got to the door I just opened it for him before he
had a chance to knock on it. As I suspected, he came over direct from
school, except this time he actually did have a big pile of things for me
to do... looks like I was going to have a late night tonight, that's for
sure. Makes sense to me though, I've been away from school so much lately
its only natural that all that work has been waiting for me and now it has
to be done.

Alex barely even acknowledged me before throwing my books and stuff onto my
couch in an untidy heap. He looked up at me and I could tell that he was
tired and hadn't been sleeping. His eyes were bloodshot and he had dark
circles under his eyes. More than that though, he looked like he had been
crying a lot over the last couple days, there were streaks on his face
where I could see the tears had been falling, and I wanted to know what was
going on that was making him that upset.

"Alex, what's going on? You show up here and don't even say hello to me,
and you look like you've gone through hell. Is something happening around
here that I don't know about?"

Alex looked back up at me and slowly started to take off his shirt. It was
at this point that I realized that he was covered in bruises where no one
could see them. His whole chest and back were covered with bruises of all
different sizes, and some of them looked quite swollen. Others looked brand
new, as though he got them sometime today.

"I've had a few altercations with Annabelle. She still thinks you killed
Sean, and when I told her off she went a bit off the rails." Alex looked
down at himself and winced a bit. I noticed that even though he didn't have
a big pile of books and things to carry, he was still wincing and limping
when he walked. "I guess I didn't realize how much she had gotten me, she's
a total psycho when she wants to be, you know that Devin?"

I didn't reply right away, instead I walked over to him and gently placed
my hands on some of the bruises. Holding onto him, I guided him back to my
couch and had him sit down without causing him any more pain than he's
already had to deal with from being attacked.

"How many times has this happened?" I asked. "Some of these look really
recent, tell me what's going on Alex."

"It started on the weekend, while you were gone." I guess that means he
didn't know that I was in Spokane hospital, but I wasn't sure when or how
to let him know about that particular adventure.

Alex continued "Right after school on Friday I heard Annabelle ranting
again to Parker about how you were the one that killed Sean, and that it
was obviously because you two were closer than friends. I'm not sure why
she would know that though, you only ever told me and I couldn't believe
that Sean would tell someone, so I told her she was full of crap and to
keep her deranged views to herself for once."

Alex looked down at some of the bruises on his chest again and idly
fingered one of them.

"She didn't take too well to that, so she came running at me and started
pushing and punching me just there at the doors of the school. I didn't
know what to do so I just tried to protect myself as best I could, but like
I said, that girl is one scary chick once you get her riled up, I can't
believe she isn't locked away somewhere."

"Okay, so she was attacking you, then what happened?"

Alex just shrugged at me and carried on with the story. "Once I got her off
of me she pulled out a phone and showed me and everyone else in the area
the pictures on the phone. I guess it was Sean's phone, because there were
pictures of you sucking his cock and getting fucked by you. Now you know
whether anyone else has seen those pics Devin, they're all over the school
by now."

Shit. Oh shit. Everyone knows. That means that what I got from Parker the
other day was going to get so much worse, and there's nothing I can do
about it because they've all got or seen the proof that I was there. Jesus,
how am I going to tell dad all about this mess?

Alex could see that I was going to pieces about that pieces of news, so he
wrapped his arms around me and gave me a hug.

"Devin, that's actually part of why I got beaten up today. Everyone was
talking about those pictures at school today and I told Parker to fuck off,
that those pictures were blackmail and to get out of your
business. Everyone figured out pretty quickly that we're dating because I'm
the only one in the school to publicly support you, and Parker thought if
he beat me up it'd be almost the same as beating you up."

"I'm so sorry Alex..."

"It's fine, I knew it would be like this once I got a boyfriend. We have
each other, and we'll find a way to make this all work out. First thing you
should do though is tell your dad, he deserves the right to hear all this
from you instead of through the tow gossip mill, and you know it's only a
matter of time until that happens."

He was right, of course, everyone was going to tell my dad and probably
show him the pictures soon enough, and I wanted to have him be on my side
instead of believing whatever bullshit the dumbasses in this town were
going to lie and say about me. Right now though, all I wanted to do was get
close to Alex and try to make him feel better, as we both needed something
to get over the fact that we'd been pretty badly hurt over the last few
days.

I pulled Alex over to me and took his hand, then led him back into my
room. His clothes were left forgotten in my living room, and I started to
take off my own clothes and the rest of his clothes. Soon enough, we were
both naked and I could see the extent of his injuries. All along his legs
and back were covered with more bruises, and I could see that he was going
to be feeling a lot of soreness for the next little while.

I placed Alex on his side and lay down on the bed with him, and I nuzzled
into the part of his neck that was exposed and didn't look like it was too
sore or covered in bruises. It hurt a bit, brushing my nose against his
body hurt and I still hadn't totally healed from my own encounter with
Parker, but it felt right to be trying to comfort Alex right now. I let my
hands wander across his body, trying to find the places that hurt and
didn't hurt so I knew how to make him feel okay.

Alex was responding to what I was doing as well, he was starting to get
hard and more alive, and he turned to face me so that he could rub along my
shoulders and back with his free hand. While we were exploring each other,
our hard cocks kept brushing up against each other. I pulled him close and
started thrusting myself into the groove between his legs and his
crotch. It felt really good, I was groaning from the feel of sliding my
hard cock between his legs and grazing his cock as I pushed by it.

Alex was going crazy, he was pulling on my back and pulling me in closer
every time I thrust inward. I'm not sure what came over me, but I had a
crazy urge to kiss Alex, and I didn't even think. I grabbed him by the back
of the neck and head and pressed my lips to his, while I slowly kept
thrusting into the gap formed between Alex's legs. Alex groaned, and
without warning he started shooting his load between us. I couldn't believe
how that felt to kiss Alex and to have his cum shooting onto my leg, and
that set me off as well. I started firing my load onto his ass and dick.

We both sort of looked at each other with this glazed look in our eyes, as
though we hadn't really realized what we just did, again. Rather than being
worried about it, we both just lay there and enjoyed the moment. We were
both naked and quite happy with what was happening in that moment in time.

No one was more surprised than me when I heard the front door opening.