Date: Sat, 17 Mar 2012 09:50:42 -0400
From: Jase Jason <jase-jason@hotmail.com>
Subject: Christian's Induction IV  -  Part Fifteen

CHRISTIAN'S INDUCTION IV

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Part Fifteen.

Nate of course had never met Casey, and Randy, although he had partied with
Casey and Mark (together with Chris of course) really only knew him through
his association with Mark. It was decided therefore, albeit reluctantly,
that Randy would have to involve Mark in their plans. Randy knew that Casey
would be keen to further ingratiate himself with Mark who was one of the
senior members of the the swim team.

At school the next day Randy cornered Mark in the cafeteria and engaged him
in conversation. The two of them had been drifting apart and Mark was
pleased that Randy was once again showing an interest in him; they had
after all been close buddies, neither of them being able to pull the wool
over the other's eyes or being capable of bullshitting the other.  It was
only when Mark had become so closely involved with Beth that they had
started to see less of each other. Anyway, thought Mark, thank God that
little bitch was now out of his hair!

Randy observed: "I was thinkin about that party we had with your swim bud
Casey the other week. That was quite somethin huh?"

Mark laughed and replied: "It sure was dude. What did you think of Casey?"

"I have to admit for a soph he certainly is clued in. All he really needed
was for a coupla older guys like us to introduce him to a submissive guy
like Chris in order for him to release all his pent-up urges."  Both Mark
and Randy laughed.

Mark continued: "He certainly has it in for faggots. It makes we wonder
whether somethin happened to him in the past or whether he's hidin
sumthin."

Randy smiled and said "Maybe you got a point there dude. Listen Mark, I
better get goin. Got a test in a coupla minutes and I can't afford not to
be there. I could end up as the oldest junior in history! Tell you what,
why not give me a call tonite and we can arrange another get-together
sometime?"

"Cool Randy. I'll call you later."

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That evening Mark called Randy and suggested that they take a drive and
park somewhere quiet and enjoy a beer or two and smoke a joint. After they
had downed the first beer and had a drag or two on the joint, both became
loquacious and Randy mentioned that he had seen Nate that week. Mark had
always wanted to cement some kind of relationship with Nate as he felt that
they had a lot in common, so when Randy slyly suggested that maybe they
could invite Chris to hook up with the three of them sometime, Mark needed
no second prompting.

Randy asked: "Your folks still go away over weekends? You have the best
venue by far and Nate won't host as he doesn't wanna fuck up his deal with
the old folks who live in the house."

"Fuck yeah." replied Mark. "They are away most weekends. There is this
little circle of oldies. What the fuck they do together God alone knows but
I can hazard a guess." They both laughed uproariously at the thought of it.

Randy continued: "How about this Saturday then? I'll chat with Chris and if
he is already tied up, so to speak, with Casey, you could invite Casey to
join us."  Randy waited with bated breath to see if Mark would go for it.

"Sounds like a plan. We could invite Casey anyway; I'm pretty sure he would
be keen to meet Nate."

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That night Randy called Matt and told him that something was in the
planning stage.  He suggested that he visit Matt and Chris and asked
whether it would be OK with them. Matt had difficulty in hiding his
enthusiasm and said "Fuck yeah dude. Whatever." Randy warned him not to
reveal anything to Chris until he arrived. "See ya in about twenty then
Matt." and rang off.

When Randy rang the doorbell Matt shouted to Chris he would get it, and
ushered Randy up to his room. After the customary greetings, Randy said:
"OK, let's get down to business. Ask Chris to join us."

Chris was displaying this hangdog face as he went through to Matt's room
and so Randy assured him: "Don't look so fucking keen to see me man. There
ain't no blowjobs planned; both of us already taken anti-viagra pills."  He
winked at Matt and they had a laugh. He then turned serious and addressed
Chris directly.

"Dude, we have all had fun together from time to time but Matt called me
last week and told me what was goin down between you and that little
asshole Casey. Seems like he has got you over a barrel huh?"  Chris nodded
yeah so Randy continued: "Well, maybe it's time that little punk was taught
a lesson. He ain't in some hick town no more and the sooner he learns it
the better. I talked with Nate and he agrees completely."

Both Matt's and Chris's ears pricked up immediately they heard mention of
Nate.

Randy continued: "I spoke with Mark today and suggested that it was time to
hold another party. He was as keen as mustard and agreed that we could use
his apartment. Seems that his rents, as usual, will be away for the
weekend. The only way we gonna lure Casey into some kinda trap is to use
Mark as bait. You know how those swim team guys stick together. Anyway so
far so good. Mark is gonna invite Casey and I really can't see him turning
down the invitation especially if Nate is gonna attend; apparently Mark has
told him all about Nate and he wouldn't miss an opportunity to cosy up to
him. Chris the plan is that you stay put right here and we will take it
from there. Matt, better you remain here as well as there are gonna be
questions asked as to Chris's whereabouts.  You guys cool with it?"

Matt and Chris both were quick to agree and so Randy informed them the
whole arrangement should be in place by Friday. He would keep in touch.

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That Saturday night Nate picked Randy up in his truck and they drove
together to Mark's place.  When they arrived at around eight Casey was
already there and was sitting ensconced in Mark's favorite easy chair.
Randy was toting a backpack containing beer and Nate had brought along some
weed. Mark also had agreed to raid his old man's stash of beer so there was
plenty to be enjoyed.

Randy saw Nate looking around Mark's pad and knew exactly what was going
through his mind; here was this little punk living like a king while he
himself at an even younger age had been scrounging a few bucks here and
there on the street and occasionally managing to crash at a friend's shitty
apartment for the night. Randy knew that it still rankled with Nate.

Introductions were made and they immediately started in on the beer. Nate
thought to himself that he would let Casey have a second before spoiling
his evening; he would be bound to be high after two beers.

Casey turned to Mark and asked: "So, dude, where is our boy Chris?
Shouldn't he be here by now?" He laughed and continued: "After all,
somebody should be serving the beers."  Mark intimated that he didn't know
what was holding Chris up.

Randy chimed in: "Actually guys it seems like he won't be gracing us with
his presence tonite. He called me just before I left home saying that he
had been grounded. Apparently there had been a royal bust-up with his rents
at supper time over his flagging grades and he has been grounded until
further notice.

"Jesus Christ, that kinda fucks up the evening, doesn't it?" asked Casey.

Nate couldn't get over the way this sophomore kid was behaving; it sounded
like he considered himself the chief guest of honor or something.

Nate turned to Casey and asked him whether he really considered the
spending of time as the guest of three older guys, who after all were
providing the booze and pot, a fucked up evening.

Casey responded: "Don't get all worked up dude. I didn't mean it like
that. It's just that I was expecting a little more than a coupla beers and
a joint tonite."

"Oh really." said Nate. "What are you sixteen years old? And you think you
can shout the odds here? You have a major nerve telling me not to get
worked up. By all rights I should rearrange your face for you."

Mark could see major trouble brewing and pulled Nate aside and tried to
explain to him that Casey had not meant to diss him and that it was all a
bit of a misunderstanding. Nate said no more but was clearly not placated
and gave Casey a hard stare.

Things quietened down and the three high school guys started to discuss
sports and other sundry school matters while Nate simmered in a corner.

It was Randy who decided that it was time to stir the pot again and asked
Casey how it had come about that after such a short while in town, he had
Chris at his beck and call. "I mean all of us have had a little fun with
him, especially my man Mark here, but I'm just curious to know how you
became intimate with him, so to speak."

Casey by now thought the storm had passed and, typical of a guy his age,
didn't know when to shut up. He explained that Andy, the guy who had lived
in their house previously, had passed on to him some pretty incriminating
pictures of Chris sucking his cock. "Some pretty graphic stuff, I might
add." he laughed.

Nate interjected: "So what I'm hearing here is that you are using those
pics to blackmail Chris. Right?  Jesus, that's pretty low dude, even for
you. I was wondering how the two of you hooked up; I mean you ain't even
cute."

Casey was really riled up now and responded: "Listen man, from what I hear,
you aren't averse to using a little blackmail yourself."

Nate was out of his chair in a flash and grabbing Casey by the front of his
shirt had him against the wall and lifted him off the ground. "Listen,
squirt, I'm a man and you are a fucking boy. Don't you dare to even think
of comparing yourself to me. You are still wet behind the ears and sucking
on your mommy's tit."

Casey at last realized he had gone too far and tried to placate Nate. "OK,
man, cool it please. Let's just sit down and enjoy a beer together." Nate
dragged him across the room and pushed him into a chair. Addressing Casey,
he laughed and said: "Me enjoy a beer with you? You must be fuckin
delusional dude. Now you listen to me and we will call it quits, OK?"

Casey just nodded his assent and Nate continued: "You are going to
accompany me and Randy to your house right now and you will retrieve those
nasty pics and hand them over to me. We will then shred them into a million
pieces, return to Mark's, and enjoy the rest of the evening. Don't even
think of refusing because apart from the pics, I know about your involving
your little bro in homo sex too. In need I'll make sure your rents find
out. Whats worse, dude, how do you think your little bro's buddy's rents
will react when they hear their little darling is involved as well."

So it was that the yoke that Casey had placed over Chris's neck was
removed.

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During the course of the following week, Chris and Matt's father informed
the family that he had been fortunate enough to rent from his co-worker the
condo in Florida he had rented previously. It would coincide with Spring
break and all the madness that involved. Matt was overjoyed but Chris was
less pleased than he should have been as he was pretty sure that Raphael's
younger bro Hector, and his friends, would be keen to renew their
acquaintance with him.  Mind you, he consoled himself, Hector had been
kinda cute....


To be continued.....