Date: Sat, 06 Mar 2004 10:58:23 -0500
From: hard me <hardme@hotmail.com>
Subject: Dale Laporte

Everyone remembers when they first started High School.
Coming from being the oldest and picking on the younger, to
Grade 9 where you became the youngest. Hal High was just
such a place. At the time the grades went all the way to 13,
the students were from all over the county, and we met kids
that we never new before. This is a true story about one of
them.

Going for Gym the first time is when I saw Dale for the
first time. He had long brown hair, a tight body, hair
sticking out from under his arms, and he strutted through
the change room every day with his towel over his shoulder
dick swinging, just full of cockiness that we all came to
know. As it turned out a couple of years later, it was all
just a cover. He was a scared little boy in a world that he
could not overcome.

Day after day, and month after month the tension between
Dale and myself was getting worse and worse.  He would call
me faggot, and suck my cock you queer, sometimes push and
even kick me walking down the hall during lunch or when we
went to our next class.  I put up with it, I don't know why,
but just wanted to stay away from him.  He started to get
the rest of the school to say the same things to me. Those
first two years were awful. Ones that I dont want to
remember, but also have made me so strong years later.

One day we were waiting to be able to get to our lockers
after lunch was over. I standing by myself as usual waited
along with the rest of the students. As the bell went and we
started off down the hall, out of no where Dale came and
stammed me into the lockers. I just lost it. I had had
enough and wasn't going to take his shit anymore.  I started
chasing him down the hall, and he started to run. I didn't
see anyone, teacher or student and wouldn't have stopped if
I did.  Coming around a corner, I caught up to him, slammed
him into the locker, and started to pound the piss out of
him. Punch after punch, him covering his head. I didn't feel
a thing everytime my fist hit his head. Someone pulled me
off and said the teachers were coming, and off down the hall
we went.

Later after school before it was time to take the bus home,
Dale challenged me to a fight outside, and told everyone he
was going to beat the shit out of me for what I had done. I
was still pissed and met him outside.

There was a huge crowd all cheering Dale on thinking the
faggot couldnt fight.  He started dancing around me, and I
got a couple of good hooks into his face, knocked him down
and started to walk away cause I'm not a fighter. I just
wanted him the leave me alone. The crowd that had gathered
were silent seeing I kicked Dales ass again. As I rounded
the corner of the school, Dale came up behind me and jump
and sucker punched me without me seeing him come. He got me
to the ground and started to kick and punch me. Jumping on
my stomach his started pounding my face.  I brought my legs
up and over his head, and pulled him back towards the
ground.  At the same time his crotch was just inches away.
Without thinking, I drove a fist into his balls as hard as I
could. He rolled over moaning while I got up.   A couple of
guys started yelling at me that I fight dirty for a girl and
starting calling me names again. I couldnt believe it. I
just kicked this guys ass and they are still calling me
names.   The rest of the crowd told these guys to shut the
fuck up. Dale had jumped me from behind and he was the one
that was a coward. I left the school for home. Pissed,
elated, and wondering what would happen the next time I
would see Dale.  I was ready for a fight anytime anywhere.

School started to be fun. The kids didn't forget I kicked
his ass. I felt guilty because I don't like to fight, but
then there comes a time when you have to  stand up for
yourself. Shortly after Dale quit school. He couldnt stand
the taunting that he got after having the queer kick his
ass.  I guess I was the stronger one because I had endured
it for two years before I did something about it. Dale only
lasted a couple of weeks.

Starting gym again in Grade 11, a new kid by the name of
Bert came to our school. I liked Bert though he wasnt the
brightest in the bunch. He was fairly shy and was build like
a brick shit house. I started noticing that he wouldn't take
a shower with the rest of the guys. He would go back to his
locker and slowly undress while the rest did their thing and
got out of there. One day coach got pissed at me and told me
to stay after class and meet him in his office.  His office
was right beside the showers and had a window with a curtain
in it for them to supervisor the guys to ensure that there
was no dangerous horsing around going on in the shower.
While waiting for Coach to come into the office, through the
slit in the curtain I noticed Bert going in to take a
shower.  I saw his tight ass as his walked in and I could
feel a slow burning in my groin. I new I liked guys but had
never been with another. I had only dreamed about doing it
with another guy and had jerked off thinking of sucking some
guy off. But thats as far as I had gone.  Looking through
the curtain, Bert turned to put his head under the shower,
and thats when I saw his cock for the very first time. It
was huge. It had to be at least six inches long and soft. I
learned later he was uncut as well. I couldnt figure out why
he had so much skin and I didnt.

Just then coach (his nick name was Frenchie), came into the
office giving me shit for not doing what I was told, how
dangerous it was and my punishment was to clean the locker
at the end of every day for the next week.  I knew that it
would take at least an hour and so I would have to take the
late bus home. Living in the country 15 miles from school,
and back then having after school sports the school board
could still afford the late bus for their athletes.  Monday
came and as requested I showed up at the gym after school to
clean up.  Frenchie was there getting ready to coach the
Football team. He told me what to do, where the mop was etc.
and to do a good job. If I did a great job, he would cut it
down to three days. If I didnt then he would increase it to
two weeks. I wanted out of there so I did the best job that
I could.  I was still cleaning when the football team came
in to shower and change. As I was cleaning I would quickly
scan the room looking to see some very hot cocks that I
could jerk off too when I got home. Out of the corner of my
eye there was this huge cock, and as I looked up to see who
owned it I saw Bert. I think he caught me looking at his
cock, but I quickly looked away.  The guys were older, maybe
17 or 18, and I overheard them calling Bert Moose. I couldnt
figure out why, until one guy said hey Bert, thats one huge
Moose Cock you lucky bastard. He blushed any never said
anything.  I along with the rest of the guys were envious
with Bert having such a huge cock. Being naive, I couldnt
believe the guys talking about another guys cock, but this
is what goes on in a locker room I guess.  As I cleaned, I
noticed Bert staying back again, and waiting for the rest of
the guys to leave.  I was cleaning Frenchies office, when
again I saw him enter the showers. There were two rooms, the
first where you leave your towels with a couple of benches
and then the shower stall. It was open with 5 shower heads
on either side.  Frenchie came in and told me he had to
leave, but before I could go I had to clean the first room
of the shower. I nodded and off Frenchie went. I hurried and
wanted to get into the room before Bert finished his shower.
As I came into the room, Bert had just turned off the shower
and was walking towards me.  I had now been working my ass
off for an hour and needed a rest. Coach was gone, so I sat
down on the bench.

Bert walked in, and grabbed his towel laying beside me and
said hi.  I looked up and said hi back at him. He was really
shy and started to walk away. I called to him and asked him
why did he let the other guys tease him and not say anything
back. He stopped and turned around looking at me and finally
said that they were just having fun and he didnt mind it.  I
proceeded to tell him a bit about Dale and what had happened
to me the year before. He listened for a few minutes, and
said that he just couldnt do it. He had earlier on at his
last school gotten into trouble for hitting a guy and
breaking his nose because the guy wouldnt leave him along.
They said he was to strong and that he couldnt control his
strength and would eventually kill someone if he lost his
temper again.  That kind of caught me off guard.  He then
started to towel off his hair, and with his face covered I
got a chance to look at his huge cock just two feet in front
of me. I could feel my cock stirring and prayed that it
wouldnt get hard. He had quit and caught me starring at him.
He started to say that he didnt want any snyd remarks from
me about his cock, he was tired of everyone else thinking he
was dumb and the only thing going for him was his huge dick.
I looked up and smiled, saying that I only wished I had a
cock half his size. He laughed, and then I told him that the
guys were all envious of his huge shlong.  He smiled again
and said that because the guys had told all the girls in the
school how big he was, that he could get a date, but never
passed first base. The girls would all stop him saying that
he was a nice guy but they would never be able to take his
donkey dick.  He looked rather sad when he was saying this.
Under my breath I thought to myself that I would love to
suck on that cock.  When I looked up at him again, I saw a
look of surprise and he said "what did you say".  I panicked
and started turning red. I thought I had only thought but
actually had said it out loud. He started walking back
towards me, and I just looked down at the floor, not saying
a word.  He finally said look at me, and when I started to
look up, there only a couple inches away was Berts dick. It
was bigger than I remembered and I started to look all the
way up to Berts face.  He asked again what I had said, and I
just mumbled sorry, I didnt think I had said anything out
loud.

I looked back down to the floor, and a few seconds later I
could feel his finger touching my cheek. He said look, Im
cool with you cause you are the only one that doesnt tease
me. I had a tear come to my eye cause I thought back to when
the school called me names and thought he was going to tell
everyone. As I went to look up again, I realized that it
wasnt a finger but Berts cock touching my cheek. I looked
up, saw Berts eyes starring back at me and I opened my mouth
wide stuck my tongue out and licked his huge cock head.  He
shivered and came closer. Looking straight into his eyes
proceeded to take four more inches into my mouth and started
to twirl my tongue around his cock.  He started to pump in
and out of my mouth, deeper and deeper. I gagged quite a few
times, and he would stop. Then start again.  I got used to
having his cock partly in my mouth, reached around and
grabbed his ass to guide him slowly.  He said he couldnt
believe how great it felt.  Next thing I know he is pumping
hard and breathing even harder.  I think Im going to cum he
said, and started to pull out.  I had gone this far, and
wanted to know what another guys cum tasted like so I
grabbed his ass pulled him into my and started to suck for
all I was worth. I reached up grabbed his huge balls, and
started to pull them with my left hand sucked with my mouth
while my right hand found his tight hole. Just as he started
to shoot, I shoved my finger up his hole hard, pulled his
balls down, and he shoved that whole 12 inche cock into my
throat.  He had my head pinned to his crotch and he was
shouting loud as his cock spurted many many times.  Finally
he released my hold and I came off his cock. I pulled my
finger out of his ass, but continued to play with his balls.
He finally stepped away, and sat beside me.  He looked at me
kinda guilty and said he was sorry.  I said for what, and he
said for making me suck his cock. He never had a blow job
before, and was so fucking horny he would have fucked a
tree. He just couldnt control his urge and pleaded that I
didnt tell anyone what he had done to me. I smiled back and
said you didnt do anything to me, I wanted to do it, and
look. I showed him my hard cock that was oozing jizz.  He
looked down, and back at my face, and realized that what had
just happened was okay with me too.

I asked Bert if he wanted to give me a hand, and he said
that he wasnt ready to touch another guys cock yet. He was
sorry but with what had just happened, he was still in
shock.  I said it was okay, I had to get going to catch my
bus.  I left Bert standing there his dick swinging while I
went to change.  when I came back Bert was back in the
showers, and I was late and going to miss my bus. I ran out
and caught the bus as it was pulling away.

This is a true story, one that I play over and over in my
mind for the past 20 years. There is more if you are
interested. Dale does come back into my life, only
temporarily, but revenge it is so sweet.

Email me at hardme@hotmail.com if you want to know more.