Date: Tue, 16 Dec 2003 14:29:11 -0800 (PST)
From: Bart Hanks <bart384@yahoo.com>
Subject: Luke Girardi's Bone

       Luke Girardi's Bone
        by Bart Hanks (bart384@yahoo.com)

(Note: this is a work of fiction based on a fictional
character in CBS' "Joan of Arcadia."  Comments are
appreciated)

Luke Girardi regarded himself as a man of science.
Sitting in Chemistry Lab 4th period, he realized
something was interfering with his analytical approach
to the tasks before him.  That something was his dick.
 His bone, actually.

He squirmed on the stool and tried to shift his
weight.  He had started the morning as always with his
dick pointing down in his briefs.  But now as it
hardened he thought it might break.  He needed to find
a way to point it up without attracting attention.
And every time he dropped his hand down there in his
lap, some girls nearby seemed to giggle.

As a man of science he was embarrassed by this.  He
tried to get his mind on his work.  Checking his
notebook, he said to his lab partner Ben, "This is
hard."

"Not half as hard as your dick, dude.  That thing
looks like it wants to break out and run away."

"I know.  That's what I've been trying to fix."

"Well you fixed it good; now it looks like it is
making a U-turn trying to get out.  What's wrong with
you anyway?  Does Chem lab get you really horned?" Ben
had a happy evil grin on his face.  Luke was
mortified.

Shy by nature, he couldn't tell his friend he hadn't
been able to beat off lately because his brother kept
sort of 'dropping by' his room just as he was about to
start.  He and Kevin had separate bedrooms but shared
a common connecting bath.  One family rule was no one
could lock the bathroom door "since you're both boys
and that's OK for you to see each other" his father
had said.

But it meant no privacy.  And Kevin was always around
when Luke was home.  Luke was sure Kevin had some plot
to keep him from beating off.  And that hadn't been
such a big deal until this year.  Somehow being 14 and
in the 9th grade made his world so different from what
it had been before.

"It just happens. My body is changing and stuff like
that happens," Luke explained.

Ben snorted.  "Not the way that bone of yours has been
acting lately.  Have you got some sort of sex
problem?"

Luke flushed red.  He hoped no girls could hear the
conversation.  "It's just that lately it seems like I
don't have any privacy" and lowering his voice to a
whisper he added, "if you know what I mean."

Ben laughed out loud.  Several people looked back at
them and the teacher glanced up and tapped with her
ruler before returning to the papers she was grading.

"Luke, you don't still do that jack off stuff, do
you?"  Ben, six months older than his friend, felt
like he could have a little fun and act superior.

"Not that much, and lately not at all."

"Well you know if you don't quit it when you're 14,
you'll never be able to quit it the rest of your life.
 And you don't want to someday when you're married and
have kids and all, and have them learn their dad still
goes into the bathroom to jack off."

Luke felt dazed by this.  His dad had tried to talk to
him about that kind of stuff, but it was too
embarrassing to them both, and each was relieved when
the conversation was over.  But for now all Luke could
think of was his dick: hard, pulsing, slightly moist
at the tip.  And deep in his stomach he felt like he
had to get some relief.  He felt like he couldn't
stand it any more.  He remembered the great times he
used to have with it, building to a frenzy as he sat
on the toilet seat and then kicking his legs and
almost shouting when the stuff erupted all over the
place.

"Ben."

"What?"

"When the bell rings, you take my books on to English
and I'll join you later.  If anyone asks, I had to go
to the bathroom."

"If you're going to do what I think you are, you
better be careful.  You'd be the laughing stock of the
school if anyone caught you.  Man that would follow
you all the way though Senior year."

"I've got a plan.  I'm going down to the old bathroom
for boys off the utility hall.  It's off limits but if
I can get in, I'll be safe."

He scrunched his knees together and his dick clicked
to full length.  At that moment the bell rang and
classes started changing.

Mobs of people like a cattle call filled the halls,
lockers slammed, people laughed and shouted, and Luke
with his head down threaded his way toward his
destination.  At one point his sister Joan saw him and
called out asking where he was going, but he plowed
ahead.

The hall finally opened into a patio area, with
classrooms and then shop classes on one side.  Just
past the gym entrance he rushed into the dark hallway
that ended with a sign: Boys Bathroom.  Beneath it was
a small notice posted which read, "Closed.  Do not
enter."

Pushing the door open, he rushed into a gray room that
smelled of dust and stale odors.  Ahead were a set of
stalls.  He chose the farthest one , locked the stall
door, and pulled down his pants and shorts.  He wasn't
too happy to sit on the forlorn toilet seat, but he
had no choice.

He began whacking away on his meat, thrusting his dick
to greater heights.  Suddenly his heart froze as he
heard a sound at the door.  He stayed motionless, his
dick pleading for more strokes.  There was a sound of
someone walking around, and then the steps receded and
the door again closed.

He went back to work, stroking, squeezing, and sliding
his dick with renewed energy.  He couldn't remember
when he had enjoyed doing this as much as now.  He was
so carried away he wasn't aware of stealthy movements
until a voice above him said, "Yep, it's the Girardi
nerd jerking his meat for all he's worth."

His heart sank, his dick strained and pulsed, and he
looked up to see one of the football players looking
over the top of the stall.

"Well let's bring him out so we can take a look at
him.  Maybe he'll put on a show for us."

Without warning hands reached under the door and
grabbed his ankles, pulling him violently off the pot
and under the door, his butt sliding across the
concrete floor feeling like it was sandpaper.  He lay
there in front of them while the three guys laughed.

"That's a mighty hard little pecker you got there,
kid.  Do you always come in here to jerk off?"

Literal minded Luke began to explain, when one of them
interrupted him.  "Let's strip him and take him
outside so everybody can see him in the flesh."

They roared.  Bending down quickly, one pinned his
arms and another his legs, while the third guy pulled
his pants and shorts down to his ankles.

The guy holding the ankles asked, "Shall I take off
his sneakers before you get the rest off?"

"Naw. Leave them on.  He'll look cute with nothing on
but his glasses and his sneakers."

The guy on his ankles reached higher and the other guy
got his clothes off.  The guy holding his legs reached
up and grabbed his dick.  "This thing's still hard as
a rock.  Look."

He pulled Luke's bone down between his legs and
released it, and it popped back up, bouncing and
looking eager.  Then he pushed it up against his
stomach and let go, and again it waved back and forth.

"Damn that thing looks like it wants to take off.  But
it's kinda cute too."  Reaching up, he chucked Luke's
dick under the head, and said "Kitchy kitchy koo,
baby!"  Luke spasmed, twisting his body and shaking
his head so that his glasses, already at an angle,
almost slipped off.

"He looks like he's having fun, and I know damn sure
his dick is."  Then leaning close to Luke's face, he
unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick.  "You want
this, kid?"

"Um...no, actually I have one of my own already."

He grabbed Luke's balls and Luke gasp.  "Look, don't
mess with me.  I could take a piece of duct tape and
paste it across your little hairs and pull them all
out by the roots.  It would hurt like hell and it
wouldn't be a pretty sight."

"Make him suck you, Todd" the guy pulling his shirt
off said.  Luke sensed this guy was getting turned on
by the situation.

"You want to suck me off, kid?"

"No, actually.  I just -"

The guy grabbed Luke's jaw and forced his mouth open.
When he almost had his dick inserted, he asked, "Which
will it be?  You want to suck me off, or you want to
stand outside buck naked with that boner of yours and
let everybody see you?"

Luke couldn't imagine which would be worse.  But he
didn't have a choice, because the guy forced his dick
into Luke's open mouth.

For an instant Luke gagged.  Then slowly he began
using his tongue to massage the dick.  Soon he was
getting into the action pretty well for a first-timer.
 It was easier - and better - than he had thought.
His own dick began to pulse as well.  He had never had
such feeling down there before.

The guy began moaning, and finally gasped "Here I
cum!"  The dick in his mouth pulsed and what seemed
like gallons of cum burst out, hitting his tonsils and
filling his mouth.

"Swallow it!"

Luke did.  When it was over, the guy patted him on the
cheek.  "Now I've planted a part of me inside you.
This is the greatest day of your life."

Luke had his doubts about that.

"You ready to go outside and meet your public?"

Luke's eyes widened.  No way did he want to do that.
And they had promised...
But they were already picking him up, his dick as hard
as ever.

"We ought to tie a ribbon on that thing and tell
people it won first prize" one of them said, handling
Luke's dick as he grinned down at it.

At that point, alarms sounded.

"Shit!  Damn fire drill" the leader said.  "The
principal'll be inspecting everywhere.  Damn!"

"Let's get out of here!" another said.

"What about him?"

"Give him his clothes and get out.  We can get him
again another time.  Maybe he'll want to stay in here
and finish jacking off."

Laughing, they ran out the door.  One of them turned
with an evil grin.  "See you next time, Girardi!"

Not if I see you first, Luke thought.  Gathering his
clothes, he looked down at his dick and sighed.  "Have
you no sense of decency?" he asked it.

                               (END)

   (The story could continue if there is interest in
it.  Comments and suggestions appreciated).