Date: Sat, 22 Jun 2002 14:47:44 EDT
From: Draginacht@aol.com
Subject: Davids Initiation 07

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David's Initiation 07

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"Hello?"

"Hi, Sis, how's school going?"

"Hiiii, David! Oh, it's hard work but I manage to squeeze in some fun things
too. How about you?"

"About the same. I called to ask if you are coming home for Spring Break."

"Well, why wouldn't I?"

"Oh, I don't know, you might be like some of the other college kids and take
off for Florida or Acapulco."

"Oh, right! And where will I get the money for that, may I ask, from your
piggy bank?"

"Too late! I needed the money to buy some chewing gum." David laughed at the
inference that his petty cash was depleted.

"So there's you answer. John and I'll be home in a few weeks, why?"

"Well, there's something I have to ask you, that's all."

"Serious?"

"Kinda; to me it is." David admitted.

"Okay, is that it?"

"Yeah."

"Well then, see you in a few weeks."

"Bye." David replied and placed the handset back in the cradle.



David left the high school and began walking to the parking lot. Track team
practice was scheduled to start Tuesday after school. The new crop of
sophomores would be trying out and David was interested in getting a look at
the `talent' in the shower before the initiation.

As David approached the parking lot he noticed two black guys leaning up
against the driver's side of his car. He didn't recognize them at first.
`Are those guys waiting for me or are they just using my car as something to
lean on?' David thought. He felt the tension rise and his senses intensify.
When he was close enough to see who the two men were, he recognized them as
members of the track team and began to relax somewhat.

"Hi DeJuan, Derrick." The two large men nodded. DeJuan was a senior and
Derrick, a junior, was DeJuan's cousin. "You waiting for me?"

"Yeah." DeJuan replied.

"We know wha cha been doin'." Derrick added. David tensed; the hair stood up
on the back of his neck. The `fight-or-flight' syndrome had him in its grip.
`Maybe they found out about me and Danny and they are here to off me.' David
feared.

"An, we wanna thank ya." DeJuan said. Now David was totally confused. He
cleared his throat hoping to speak without showing fear.

"Thank me?" His voice cracked." I don't understand. What for?"

"You been readin' to da kids after school. We think that's great." DeJuan
continued.

"You a good man." Derrick added.

"But that's not why we here." DeJuan said. David decided he should keep his
mouth shut and let these men do all the talking.

"Ya see," Derrick continued, "DeJuan's brother Marcus is a sophomore this
year and he's gonna be on the track team. We know what's gonna happen in a
couple weeks and we wanna ask a favor."

"Sure!" David replied, perhaps a little too enthusiastically. "What can I do?"

DeJuan picked up the conversation here. "We wanna ask you to initiate my
brother Marcus."

David stood frozen like a statue for several moments. "Uh, isn't that
something you guys would rather do, like family business?"

"Can't do that. It's a family thing." Derrick responded.

"I don't understand. Why me?"

"You got respect." DeJuan answered. "We respect you and people in our
community know who you are and they respect you. Also, we know you're big...
down there," DeJuan glanced toward David's crotch, "Marcus, he's a big kid
and most other, uh... guys (David understood `white guys') might, uh... you
won't feel so intimidated." David had to suppress a chuckle. The word
`intimidated' just didn't seem right coming from DeJuan's mouth.

"Gee. This is one hell of a surprise. I'm not sure what to say." David
responded.

"You already committed to someone else?" Derrick asked in a slightly
threatening tone.

"No! Not at all." David glanced back and forth between the two big men,
assessing his options, then extended his hand. "It'll be an honor." He said
strongly and proudly. They shook hands. "Are you going to tell Marcus ahead
of time?"

"No, that's not right. But, I'll tell Jim Wilson, the team captain and he'll
know to put you with Marcus." DeJuan said.

"Okay, I guess I'm your man," David assured DeJuan and Derrick.

They shook hands again and the two men left. David unlocked the car door and
slid behind the wheel. His hands began to tremble as he let out a loud sigh,
grasped the top of the steering wheel and rested his forehead on his hands.

`What on earth is going on here? I really don't understand this! What do I
do now? What if Marcus gets suspicious? What if he really turns me on? I'm
not sure if I can handle getting my hands on black cock but this is a public
ritual. Should I try to make him cum early; should I try to get off early?
What will it feel like in my hand? DeJuan said Marcus was big. I assume he
means a big cock. How big is big? Should I smile while I'm jacking him or
look serious? If we smile at each other like the rest of the guys, perhaps it
won't seem so serious, more like straight-guy fun. Oh shit, what if Marcus is
gay! Is that possible?'

`STOP THIS, David Baker! Get your act together. This is what you are going to
do. Tomorrow you'll check Marcus out in the shower. Later you'll ask DeJuan
to introduce you. For the next two weeks you will try to stay close enough to
Marcus that he kind of gets to know you, just a little. Then, when initiation
day arrives you'll follow him to from the field to the locker room and alert
him just like John did with you. Maybe it will be okay. Pray for it.'

After track practice the next day, David was able to catch Marcus in the
shower and did his best to surreptitiously survey the landscape of Marcus'
crotch. Wow! He was big! The kid must have had almost seven inches of flaccid
meat, and it was about as thick as David's cock was when it was hard. David
had to turn away quickly to avoid getting an erection. During practice on
Thursday, David found DeJuan and asked him to make introductions. DeJuan
looked around the field and found Marcus on the ground stretching.

"Marcus! Com'ere!" Marcus stood up and jogged over to his brother. "This my
man David. Say hello."

"Hello," Marcus complied and David watched as Marcus looked him up and down.

"David's a good man. He got respect. You got questions, he got answers."

David extended his hand. "Nice to meet you, Marcus."

Marcus stood quietly for a moment then hesitantly extended his hand, grasped
David's hand firmly and shook it. "Same here." Then he released his grip.
"See ya round," he said then turned and walked away.

"He'll be okay; he's a little shy at first," DeJuan explained.

"Thanks DeJuan, I won't push him... except on the track," David replied with a
smile.

DeJuan smiled back. "Yeah, push him hard on the track; he need that."

The following week David made sure he found himself on the track with Marcus
as often as possible. As David occasionally offered Marcus hints to improve
his technique, Marcus began to see noticeable improvement. Slowly the ice
around Marcus began to melt. By Friday, Marcus seemed quite comfortable in
David's presence and frequently asked questions and even laughed a little. As
practice ended, David hung around until he saw Marcus walking up the steps to
the gym. Thankfully Marcus was walking alone so David made his move. As he
approach Marcus from behind he couldn't help but notice the fine steel buns
moving under the fabric of Marcus' shorts. Quickly he diverted his eyes from
such an appealing target and redirected his attention to the task at hand.

"Just look straight ahead, Marcus. Don't let on that I am talking to you."
Recognizing David's voice, Marcus seemed to catch on and did not turn around.
"In a few minutes all you sophomores are going to be initiated into the track
team. You may find it embarrassing as hell but I'll make sure you are not
hurt; trust me. Just keep smiling and laughing like you are having fun."
David was now past Marcus and continued toward the gym. Marcus must have
caught on because he made no effort to reply.

Once inside the locker room, David watched as the coaches chatted with Jim
Williams then departed. Jim locked the door behind them. When Jim nodded his
head to a few of the upperclassmen they gathered around him and the other
juniors and seniors followed. They were all naked.

"Alright 'ladies'," Williams began, "In a couple of days we will have our
first track meet. Before we do, there's one test you all have to pass. Now,
if anyone has any reservations about or will be embarrassed by being touched
and want to withdraw, now is the time to do it. Once this induction begins,
nobody will be allowed to leave and everyone will be sworn to secrecy. Is
there anyone who wants to leave now?" All the sophomores stood silently in
various stages of undress and glanced around to see if anyone was going to
leave. David watched Marcus to measure his reaction, hoping the alert David
had given him had been sufficient to allay any fears he might have. After
about a minute of silence it was obvious no one was going to leave. "Okay!"
Williams said. "Raise your right hand and repeat after me, 'I promise never
to disclose to anyone outside this room the proceedings that take place here
tonight.'" Just like the previous year, all the young men, including the
seniors and juniors raised their right hands and repeated the promise. "Let
the induction begin! All you sophomores finish undressing, get into the
shower room and line up along the wall facing forward and leave approximately
three feet of room behind you. NOW MOVE!"

The sophomores hurriedly finished stripping, scurried into the shower room
and lined up as they were instructed. David and the other juniors and seniors
followed them and took their assigned positions. As he stood facing Marcus,
he could easily detect the concern and uncertainty radiating from his
subject. He also noted that DeJuan stood to his left facing another black
sophomore and Derrick was behind that young man. David wondered if being so
close to his brother and cousin made the situation easier or harder for
Marcus. David also noticed that Danny was standing to his immediate right.
Danny's sophomore subject appeared to be quite nervous and looked very
innocent. Danny's junior assistant standing behind the young sophomore was
the bad-boy junior David had seen Danny hanging out with in the halls. His
name was Marvin.

"Okay, Ladies," Williams began, "The purpose of this induction is to
establish that we have real men joining our team. That means you are going to
demonstrate the one thing all real men can do, EJACULATE! This is a team
effort and everyone participates."

"Ready, begin!" Williams commanded. All the juniors and seniors facing their
sophomores reached out and wrapped a hand around the sophomore cocks in front
of them. David felt Marcus jumped when he slid his right hand around Marcus'
poll. David did not look down; he continued looking into Marcus eyes. Marcus
stared back at David and together they smiled. Marcus hadn't moved so David
took Marcus' right hand and placed it around his own cock. David observed the
expression on Marcus' face change to one of uncertainty and concern then back
to a smile. David figured Marcus had picked up on what everyone else was
doing and decided it was safe to play along.

David began slowly stroking and evaluating Marcus' long cock. He was
surprised to discover that it was not so much larger hard than it was soft.
Marcus had about one half inch on David but David had expected much more due
to Marcus' length when flaccid. Although Marcus was thicker than David, he
was not that much thicker. David figured that must be one of the differences
between cocks. Marcus' weight was very impressive. He must have weighed
almost twice what David weighed. As for hardness, David seemed harder, but
Marcus was still quite firm; he felt rigid yet comfortable in David's hand.
David established a steady, smooth medium speed stroke. Marcus matched
David's pace as they continued to smile at each other.

The first moan floated across the shower-room as someone let go of his sperm,
painting his masturbater's stomach with cum. Another moan was heard, followed
by another. Some guys were really getting off early. That action was enough
to cause David's attention to expand and start bringing other people into his
consciousness. He noticed that on his right, Danny was giving his innocent
looking sophomore a good working-over. The kid looked a little scared. That's
when he noticed that Danny's partner was really going to town on the kid's
behind. Something seemed strange about that action when David realized the
Marvin was actually penetrating the kid's ass. He was fucking the kid right
here in front of (or behind in this case) all the other members of the track
team. No wonder the kid looked scared.

David looked back at Marcus and caught him checking out the action between
the other black kid and his brother and cousin. Then Marcus looked back at
David, realized he was caught and they both grinned. This was turning into
fun! David increased his speed and Marcus followed. They heard a moan to
David's right and glanced in time to see the kid shoot his spunk all over
Danny's six-pack. Immediately, the Marvin groaned and thrust hard into the
kid's ass, filling it with cum. David knew the guy spermed the kid because he
wasn't wearing a condom. Then Danny shot his wad into the kid's hand.

On the other side of them David and Marcus watched as DeJuan, Derrick and
their sophomore unloaded almost simultaneously. David was beginning to marvel
at Marcus' endurance because he didn't seem to be any closer to cuming than
David. Ejaculations began happening more rapidly now. Before long, David and
Marcus were the only two men remaining and David went to work on Marcus and
began applying some of the tricks he had learned on Danny. He turned his hand
over so his thumb pointed back toward his belly then used that thumb to spread
 Marcus' precum around his glans while continuing to stroke Marcus' shaft.
He felt his own orgasm building and hoped he could get Marcus off first.
David increased his speed again and Marcus matched him. As David watched,
Marcus' mouth dropped open, his face tensed, his back arched and he exhaled
loudly. Hot cum splattered all over David's stomach. That was the catalyst
David needed and he went over the edge and returned fire against Marcus'
abdomen.

David heard a rousing cheer fill the shower room. He and Marcus were the last
two men to complete their initiation and their performance brought instant
recognition and repute to Marcus. He outlasted Marcus but just barely. His
reputation for endurance was intact but Marcus was now the heir apparent. All
the teammates gathered around to congratulate them and pat them on their
backs and behinds. Everyone proceeded to pick up soap, finish a for-real
shower and dress. David was slower than most everyone else and was among the
last to leave. Outside he found DeJuan, Derrick and Marcus waiting. Marcus
extended his hand.

"Thanks for the helping hand," Marcus said with a big grin. David grasped
Marcus' hand firmly and shook it.

"Thanks, it was my honor. Welcome to the track team." David's smile was
returned threefold as DeJuan and Derrick shook his hand also. David watched
as the three black men turned and walked away chatting with each other.
`They're okay,' David thought somewhat surprised. `They were straight and
honest with me and that means a lot. I have to make a point of including them
in the group of people I consider my friends. That means recognizing them and
talking to them when I see them in the halls and around school.' Driving
home, David replayed the entire initiation in his mind. He considered that
next year, as a senior, he might not want to participate but he'd wait until
then to decide. He was also troubled by what he saw to his right -- the kid
actually getting fucked, and without a condom. David decided that was none of
his business; it was Danny's responsibility. Again, he wondered where Danny
was headed.



With the track team initiation behind him, David's next challenge was the
Junior Prom. Now that he was a member of the Alpha Society David was invited
to several parties throughout the school year. Most of the parties seemed to
be at the homes of five of six of the students, primarily because their
parents had lots of money and the houses were big. The parties were mostly
hangout type things where kids just showed up and danced, played pool or
other games and sat around talking. Alcohol and drugs were frowned upon so
that problem was under control. Very few of the boys and girls were into
steady dating and that helped David avoid any such entanglement. All the
girls seemed to be members of the Omega Society and Tiffany Foster was always
in attendance. David thought it seemed like Tiffany had laid claim to him. If
he was talking to any of the other girls when Tiffany walked up they seemed
to defer to her and make some feeble excuse to find something else to do. At
a party the week before David called Kate and asked her if she was coming
home for spring break, Tiffany asked David if he would take her to the Junior
Prom. Poor David, he wasn't swift enough on his feet to think of a reason to
say `No' so he said `Yes' and said the required words, "Tiffany, will you
go to the Prom with me?" Of course she accepted the invitation. Now, David
knew he had a problem and he was going to demand payback from Kate.



Kate and John came roaring into the house; spring break was here. The two of
them had grown closer and closer. David wondered when John was going to pop
the question. The first two days of their vacation, Kate and John were very
busy with their friends. Because colleges and high schools don't coordinate
their vacation schedules, David's high school was still in session and would
not break for another week. After school on Wednesday David went running as
usual and was cooling down on the back step drinking soda when the back door
opened, Kate walked out and started to sit down next to her brother. David
turned his head to the left and produced his usual Olympic belch right in his
sister's face.

"Oh god, David. That's gross!" Then she began to laugh. "At least I'm glad
to see some things never change. You and John are incorrigible." David began
to laugh too and took another sip of his soda. "Is this a good time for that
talk you asked about?"

"I guess so," David responded. He sat quietly for a few moments thinking
about the best way to begin. "The prom is coming up soon."

"Oh, great. You'll love it. I had a great time." `I remember,' David
thought. "Who's the lucky lady?"

"Tiffany Foster," David replied and waited for Kate's response.

"Wow! She's really a cute girl. I remember when she was initiated into the
Omega Soc..." Kate stopped in mid-sentence. Her memory was quite clear. For the
ladies of the Omega Society the prom served as a sort of rite of passage. And
it involved masturbating their dates after the prom like she had done to
Maxwell. She snapped her head to the right and looked at David who was
staring straight ahead waiting for Kate's anticipated reaction.

"Ohhh, I see the problem." She was silent for a while. Her memory flashed
back to what she did to David two years earlier and she blushed. No quick
answers were popping into her head as she sat thinking about what to say
next. "How did you get yourself into this?" Kate was stalling.

"It's a long story. What do I do?" David turned and looked Kate in the eyes.

"Damn, you don't ask easy questions, do you." Kate silently mused for a few
more moments. "Is there any way you can get out of it?"

"It's a done deal, Sis, just cut to the chase. How do I do it? You know what
I have to do and I don't have the slightest idea about how to do it. I've
reread that owner's manual book for women several times. I need you to
interpret it for me."

Kate rested her right hand on her brother's left forearm while she thought.
Finally she cleared her throat nervously and began telling David things only
girls share, pausing often to organize her thoughts.

"Okay, Davie," Kate began, "I'm not sure if I should be telling you this
but... girls talk. They compare notes, detailed notes. I don't think guys get
into the details as much as girls. So..." Kate hesitated. "What the girls talk
about most is how much of a hurry guys are in.... They want sex to happen fast.
Girls aren't like that, at least most aren't. Girls prefer to go slowly....
They prefer kisses that are light and delicate, on the lips, everywhere.
Kisses as light as butterflies are a real turn-on.... The really sensitive
areas are the neck and the breasts, just above the nipples." Kate blushed
again. She took a deep breath and wondered in amazement at her frankness with
her brother.

"Guys are always interested in breasts, specifically nipples.... Kissing all
around the nipple without actually touching it can be devastating.... When a
girl is ready for you to move to the next base she'll signal you.... If you
feel her knees part and her legs open, even slightly, it's a good sign you
can place your hand on the inside of her thigh.... If she keeps her knees
parted she's ready for more intimacy.... Remember you are not in a race. You
want slow hands -- like the song.... When you get to her panties remove them
carefully, don't tear them. If she tries to help you, let her.... When you
finally get your hand between her legs go slowly and be gentle.... Let your
fingers very softly and gently stroke the flesh on either side of her
clitoris. Be careful to avoid touching it.... Remember, anticipating being
touched is far more erotic than the actual touching. So delay touching her
nipples and clitoris until very near the end. Your touch should be like your
kisses -- soft as butterflies.... Here, give me your left hand."

David offered his left hand to his sister. As she held it she positioned his
thumb along side his index finger forming a `V'. "Try to do something like
this," Kate said as she placed her right index and middle fingers on either
side of the `V' on David's hand and began stroking very softly.

"Let me try it on you," David said as he took Kate's right hand and formed a
`V' shape like she had done to his. Using his right index and middle fingers
David stroked either side of the `V'.

His touch was exquisite. It almost took Kate's breath away.

"Th...that's perfect," Kate said as she withdrew her hand and regained control
of herself. "You shouldn't have anything to worry about."

They sat quietly for several more minutes before David spoke again.

"This isn't right, Kate. I shouldn't be doing this."

"What do you mean?"

"It isn't fair. I'll be sending all the wrong signals. I have no intention
of developing any kind of sexual relationship with any girl and someone is
bound to get the wrong idea. I'm gay."

"Are you really sure?"

"Take my word for it. There is no longer any doubt."

Kate watched her brother's face and knew he was certain. `Okay, he's
probably tried it with a guy and he's sure,' she thought.

"Then why are you going to do it?"

"Because it's expected. When I chose to `fit in' with the right crowd in
order to be `normal', at the time I didn't think about how hard it would be
to bail out without outing myself. A few of the girls are starting to hit on
me and its getting more difficult to politely fend them off. If I don't
handle this right I may hurt someone and I don't want to do that.

Kate knew that despite all of David's outward bravado, inside he was
sensitive to people's feelings. She wasn't surprised at his comments. She
had to say something to give him hope that things would work out.

"I understand, Davie. Just take this one step at a time. Now that you know
what your goal is you should be able to make the appropriate decisions over
time to achieve the desired outcome. If you had to eat an elephant you
wouldn't swallow it whole, you'd take one bite at a time."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. But right now I can really feel the weight."

Kate slid her right arm around David's neck, pulled him to her and kissed him
on the cheek.



As the weeks marched on toward the Prom, another situation began developing.
David noticed that during track practice Marcus stayed on him like a shadow
and he couldn't avoid being suspicious. One afternoon David had just plopped
his butt down in the infield for a short rest when Marcus sat down beside him.

"Hey dude, you're doin' well for a sophomore." David tried to gain the
advantage.

"Yeah, tryin' to catch your ass is not as easy as I thought." Marcus laughed
and David repaid him with a smile.

"Something on you mind?"

"Yeah, it is." Marcus paused then looked at David. "I'd like to get to know
you better."

David felt tension surge through his body. `What the hell does he mean? Is he
coming on to me? Surely he wouldn't do it out here in front of everybody
else. He just doesn't seem like the type.'

"Whata you mean?" David asked trying to sound as innocent as possible.

"I want to get to know you better. What motivates you? My brother says you
are probably one of the smarter guys in school but you aren't a snob about
it. I wanna know why that is. I know some things already."

"Like what?" So far the tension gripping David had not diminished.

"You're from a middle class family, like me in some ways. You go to church
regularly, you do community service, you're on the student council, you're
in the Alpha Society, you handled my track team initiation with dignity, and
you're popular, people like you. You also aren't afraid of work; you work
construction during the summer. Sooo, I'm curious, what's inside you that
makes that all happen?" Marcus paused.

David was dumbfounded by Marcus' statement. He began to chuckle. "Good Lord,
Marcus! I'm speechless." They looked at each other for a moment then one of
the coaches yelled at them to get back to the practice. After they stood up
David looked at Marcus and smiled. "Now that you've knocked the props out
from under me you have to give me some time to think about all this. That's
pretty deep stuff, you know."

"Yeah, but if you're as good as DeJuan says, you can handle it. Let me know...
soon."

"Okay, now get your ass in gear." They ran over to the track to see what the
coach wanted.