Date: Thu, 20 Oct 2005 12:17:45 -0500
From: Caleb Mathews <caleb17m@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Fab Five 1   (High school section)

Disclaimer:  You know the drill.  You have to be 18 or older
to read this and if you are not old enough then stop reading
or whatever it's your choice, I'm not going to come and stop
you.  Just remember it's not my fault if you get caught.

This is my first story at nifty so hopefully you will like
it and you can e-mail me at caleb17m@hotmail.com with your
thoughts and comments.  This story is copyrighted so please
do not duplicate, in whole or in part.

This is a fictional story about five friends who are seniors
in high school that experience homosexual acts and come to
terms with their true feelings.  So with that said.

The Fab Five - Chapter 1 - Introductions:

     "Hey Matt.  Hello??  Earth to Matt, snap out of it
dude."

     "Oh hey guys, sorry," I said as I was brought back to
reality.

     "Were you even listening to us?" asked Nick.

     "No. sorry I."

     "Ok whatever.  Anyway Will said his parents are going
     out of town this
     weekend, so he's having a little get together, you in?"
asked Nick.

     "Yah, sure.  What time Will?" I inquired.

     "Anytime really, but be at my place by eight," Will
     answered.

     But before I go on, let me introduce you to everyone.
Let's start with the guy that snapped me out of my daze.
That's Nicholas Nicholson, my best bud.  I've know him
since. well forever.  Nick is about 6'1" and to be honest,
he is really attractive.  He has short, spiky, blond hair
and bright, blue eyes.  He is on the swim team so he has
that nice, tight swimmers build, killer abs, and a great
tan.  Oh and he is not hurting in the cock department
either.  At his full potential his cut cock measures a full,
thick, 8 inches with a pair of low hanging balls.  You're
probably wondering how I know, right?  Well we are best
friends so when puberty hit, we just had to show each other
our "changes" and since I'm on the swim team too, I see
plenty of him in the showers.

     Next is our host for the weekend, William Williamson.
Will is about 6'0" and he too is on the swim team and he has
a nice cock as well.  He has a thick, 7 inch, cut cock with
a pair of smooth balls.  Will is rather on the thin side but
is starting to get that swimmers build.  He does have clear
blue eyes which are complimented by a nice tan.  He keeps
his brown hair shaggy and it looks great on him.

     Then there is Scott Scottsdale.  He's the tall one of
the group at about 6'3" and he is on the basketball and
football team.  We are trying to convince him to join the
swim team but he's not too keen on wearing a Speedo.  Since
he's on the football team he has a great chest and biceps
but isn't bulky.  He keeps his brown hair short and gelled
which goes along with his nice, soft brown eyes.  Oh and
Scotty's cut cock is a nice 8 inches with low hanging balls,
from what I've seen in the gym showers.

     Now we come to the youngest one of our group, Peter
Peterson.  He's 17 while the rest of us are 18.  Pete is
about 5'10" but has a great swimmers build and a nice six
pack as well.  He has black hair that is slightly curled and
his blue eyes are nice to look at even with his glasses.
But I can't judge because I occasionally wear glasses too.
Pete's glasses are pretty cool; the frames are small and
dark but thick and rectangular too, which give him a modern,
sexy look.  Petey keeps himself nicely tanned and I mean his
whole self.  You couldn't find a tan line on him if you
tried; even his thick, 7 inch, cut cock and loose balls are
tanned.

     And finally it's my turn.  I'm Matthew Ethan Mathews.
I'm in the middle of the group for height.  I measure in at
about 6'0" and like I said before, I too am on the swim team
so I have that tight and tone swimmers build.  I have brown
hair that I keep at a nice length to give it that messy
look; it's not long but not short either.  I really like my
eyes, they are usually a bright, emerald green but when I'm
pissed or sad they cloud up to a much darker green.  Like I
said before I wear glasses and my frames are wire thin which
are rectangular and small.  I've been told they enhance my
facial features.  I have a nice tan and not to brag or
anything, but I win in the cock department.  My cut cock
measures a full, thick 9 inches and I like to keep my balls
smooth.

     Ok now that we have the formalities out of the way, we
were sitting at lunch.

     "Oh man, can this food get any worse?" asked Will as he
poked his cream colored glop.

     "Ha that's what you get for not bringing your lunch,"
laughed Nick.

     "Yeah Will.  I started bringing my own lunch once I
found that curly hair melted in with the cheese on my
cheeseburger," I said as cringed in remembrance of that
gross experience.

      "Oh yeah, Matt.  Fuck dude, that was fuckin
hilarious," laughed Nick along with the other guys.

     "Oh fuck there's the bell.  Now I get to endure the
pain and agony of Mrs. Smith's math class.  When is she
going to retire?" asked Nick.

     "I don't know.  Maybe if you actually tried and didn't
have to take Calculus with the juniors then you wouldn't
have her," laughed Pete.

     "Oh so it's my fault that I'm not a huge math nerd and
not taking college Trigonometry like you," smirked Nick.

     "Oh fuck you, you're just jealous that some of us are
smarter than you," quipped Pete.

     "Ok guys if we keep this up we're going to be late.
Let's finish this at some other time," said an annoyed Scott
as he pushed passed us to get to class.  I looked at the
other guys with a puzzled look and thought about saying
something but decided against it.

     "Yah, whatever," mumbled Nick as he parted from the
rest of us.

     As I made my way to physics I tried to say hello to
everyone in the hallway.  I mean the student body President
has to be friendly.  I view myself as a very outgoing and
friendly person, and in my case the votes don't lie, unlike
some elections.  But before I made it to class, the student
body Vice President stopped me.

     "Matthew, there you are.  I've been looking all over
for you," said Stephanie.

     "Oh hey Steph.  What's going on??" I greeted.

     "I need you to look at these papers and fill out these
forms once you get done by Monday," she said not even
bothering to answer my question.  Straight to the point,
that's Stephanie for you.  I know she is pissed that I was
the one that became President and not her.  Honestly, get
over yourself.  Whenever she's around me she is strictly
business and not very friendly.  It's like she thinks she is
better than me and is trying to show me up.  I don't know
why she can't accept the fact that she lost, Vice President
isn't bad either.

     "What are these for?" I asked not taking the stack from
her.

     "These are things that the President needs to take care
of," she answered putting extra emphasis on the word
president.

     "Ok, I will," I sighed taking the stack from her and
walking towards my physics class.

     "Those need to be done my Monday," she yelled at me.  I
just yelled, "Fine," without looking turning around.  Damn
what a bitch.

     "Ok class, settle down.  Now I've been disappointed in
some of the lab reports I have been receiving, so I have
assigned everyone in pairs," said Mr. Alton.

     Shortly after he said that the room filled with groans.
I usually do well on the labs, so I was more curious with
whom I was to be paired with than disappointed.  Soon Mr.
Alton started reading off pairs and I was surprised when my
name wasn't called.  I was going to say something when he
called Mark Evans and me up to see him.  Me paired with Mark
Evans??  Why would he pair the two best students in the
class?

     "Ok, so you both are wondering why I paired my two top
students.  Well I want you two to do this other lab and I
want to see what both of you can come up with," stated Mr.
Alton.

     And with that being said he handed us the assignment
and equipment.  Ok, I guess I should tell you a little about
Mark.  I will be blunt and say he's the typical geek.  He
wears big, thick glasses, has that nasally voice, and
terrible acne.  Also, he wears high water jeans and has a
horrible fashion sense.  Like I said, the typical geek.

     Honestly, I would not have liked to work with him but I
guess it would be ok to work on something totally different
then everyone else plus I would have the chance to impress
Mr. Alton.

     "Ok, let's see what we have here," I said as I started
to read the assignment.

     Once I finished reading it, I gave it to Mark.

     When he finished, I asked, "Seems pretty easy, right?"

     "Yeah, I guess.  So I assume you want "the nerd" to do
all the work and you sit there and relax?"

     I was taken aback by his comment and started to say
something but he cut me off.

     "It's fine. I guess.  "Mr. Popular" doesn't want to be
paired up with a nerd, so just go ahead and relax.  And
don't worry I will put your name on it," he said in mock
disgust.

     Now I was pissed, just because I'm liked by people
doesn't mean that I'm an asshole and wouldn't do any work.

     "Ok, listen here Mark you assumed wrong.  Mr. Alton put
us on this assignment for a reason and I'm not just going to
sit by and not do anything.  Just because I might be more
popular than you doesn't mean that I'm lazy and won't do my
share of the work."

     He opened his mouth to say something, but it was my
turn to cut him off.

     "So you better suck it up and get over yourself,
because we are working together on this assignment."

     He just stared at me with his mouth open slightly.
Finally he said something.

     "Sorry Matt.  I didn't mean to piss you off.  I just
thought..."

     "It's fine Mark, really.  Let's just get to work on
this assignment."

     And with that being said we started working.  I must
say working with Mark wasn't bad, not bad at all.  He really
is a smart guy and has a pretty good sense of humor too.  We
finished with a couple minutes before the end of the period
so Mark took the time to apologize again.

     "Hey Matt, I really am sorry about earlier.  Usually
when I work in a group or get paired with someone, they make
me do all the work and just sit there doing nothing, except
maybe to criticize."

     "No problem Mark.  It was surprising that you would
stereotype me like that; I try to talk and be friendly with
everyone.  As the student body President I feel that it is
my duty to try and get to know everyone.  I was elected for
a reason.  My fellow students saw the potential that I can
give them and this school.  Also, Mr. Alton paired us
together for a reason; we are the two top students.  Plus, I
enjoyed working with you; it was nice to work with someone
as smart as you."

     "Thanks Matt, likewise," said Mark as his cheeks got
red.

     Then the bell rang signaling the end of the day.

     "Well it was nice getting to know you Mark.  I'll see
you around," I said as I patted him on the shoulder.

     "You too, Matt," said Mark as I got up from my seat.

     I made a mental note to be nice and actually talk to
Mark; everyone needs someone to talk to.  I made my way to
my locker talking with everyone, getting new thoughts and
ideas for our senior class.  Then when I got to my locker
Nick and Peter were there waiting for me.

     "I'm glad they are letting us out early today.  I'm too
excited about this weekend to go a full day," said Nick as I
opened my locker.

     "Yah, I agree.  It's a good thing there's a football
game tonight or else we would be here the full day," I
added.

     "Definitely," agreed Nick and Pete.

     "So what are you guys doing before Will's?" I asked.

     "I have to go home and watch my brother," answered
Pete.

     "Nothing. I think," responded Nick.

     "You wanna do something?" I asked.

     "Sure, your house or mine?" Nick replied.

     "It's your call Nick," I countered.

     "You can come over to my house; we got a new pool
table," Nick suggested.

     "Cool, but I need to stop at my house first.  I'll just
come over when I'm done."

     "Cool, sounds good.  You sure you can't come Pete?"
asked Nick.

     "Nah, if I'm not home to watch Kurt, the rents will be
pissed so I won't be able to come tonight," Peter replied.

     "Alright, well have fun with that and see you at
Will's," snickered Nick.

     "Later guys," said Pete as he started walking in the
opposite direction.

     Nick and I made our way out to the parking lot just
talking shit and such.  "You are so going down, Matt.  I'm
going to kick your ass in pool," stated Nick in a very cocky
tone.

     "Well you're forgetting who introduced you to pool.
There is no way that you can beat the master," I cockily
responded back.

     "Well just remember the apprentice always wins over the
master."  I just started laughing at Nick's reference to
Star Wars.

     "Very clever Nick," I said as I rolled my eyes.

     "Oh fuck you Matt. You know you're the Star Wars
fanatic," stated Nick as he playfully punched my shoulder.

     "Fanatic??  Hardly, I appreciate the ideas and concepts
but nowhere near a fanatic," I defended as I stuck my foot
out to trip Nick but instead he just stumbled.  I quickly
started running for my car.

     "Oh you fucker!  You're going to pay for that," yelled
Nick as he regained his balance and started running after
me.

     I could only laugh as I unlocked my doors with keyless
entry and quickly got in and locked the doors.  Nick ran
right up to the driver side window and started pounding.  I
just kept on laughing and started my car.  Nick just flipped
me off and said, "You will pay."  I soon started my
uneventful trip home, thinking what a fun weekend this will
be.  Once I made it home and into my room I heard the
familiar sound of the garage door being opened.  My sister
and brother must be home and no sooner did I hear the sound
of my sister, Melissa, droning on and on into her cell phone
and the loud stomping of Andrew coming up the stairs.  Jeez
they sure can make a lot of noise.

     I started to get out of my clothes, I felt like a
shower, but was interrupted by a knock on my door.

     "Come in."

     "Hey Matty, what's up?"

     "Not much, Andy, did you have a good ride with Mel?" I
asked with a grin.

     "Oh God, don't even get me started.  She has that cell
phone glued to her ear, talking about pointless gossip.  We
even almost got hit. twice!" exclaimed Andy.

     I could only laugh.  "It's not funny Matty.  We almost
got hit twice!" yelled Andy.

     "I know I heard you the first time."

     "Do you think you could start driving me home," Andy
asked in a timid tone.

     I thought about it for a couple seconds and answered
with, "Sure I guess that could be arranged."

     "Cool," said Andy grinning ear to ear.  "So whatcha
doing this weekend?"

     "I'm going to hang out with the guys."

     "Oh," responded Andy with a hint of disappointment in
this tone.

     "Oh it's ok Andy.  We can spend some time together this
weekend too," I reassured him while rubbing my hand in this
hair.  "But why don't you ask some of your friends to spend
the night tonight?  You can borrow my Xbox," I said grinning
knowing the response it would get out of Andy.

     "Oh please Matty.  You know I hate that humongous
thing," replied Andy as he rolled his eyes.

     I started our most debated argument over who has the
best system.  Andy swears that the PS2 is the best system
out there.  However, personally, I think the Xbox is by far
superior.

     "Oh come on Andy.  You know that the Xbox has the best
graphics.  Plus, it has better games," I argued.

     "Yes it may have better graphics but the PS2 is
backwards compatible and has tons way more games,"
reciprocated Andy.

     "True, it may be backwards compatible but who wants to
play those old, outdated games with poor graphics?  Also,
most of the games for the PS2 just plain suck."

     Andy opened his mouth to say something but nothing came
out.  "See you know I'm right, now move I'm gonna take a
shower."

     "This isn't over yet Matty," yelled Andy as I walked
out into the hallway.

     I closed and locked the bathroom door, I like my
privacy.  I took off my shirt and undershirt, and then
dropped my shorts, leaving me in my boxer briefs.  I stood
in front of the mirror and looked over my body.  "Not bad,"
I thought as I flexed, "all of my time and effort put into
swimming has paid off."  I gave my bulge a nice squeeze then
turned and gave my ass a playful slap.  I grinned and slowly
pulled my boxer briefs down, sort of teasing myself.  My
cock was starting to get hard so I quickly dropped my boxer
briefs and gave my cock a few tugs but decided to take care
of my problem in the shower.  I turned the water on and
waited for it to get just right.  The hot water felt so
good, it was bliss.  I started to soap up my hair and body,
but once I got to my cock it was aching for release.  I took
my soapy hand and wrapped it around my throbbing cock and
started off slow.  I started thinking about some of the hot
girls in my classes.  There's Amber with that tight, little
body and nice rack.  Oh and Lisa with those gorgeous blue
eyes and sweet ass.  "Oh yeah that feels so good," I moaned
as I started to speed up.  But the winner of them all is
Courtney.  She has long brown hair, gorgeous brown eyes, and
a great body.  She has some of the best breasts and the
tightest ass ever.  I thought about fucking that tight pussy
of hers and making her scream and moan for more of my cock.
The feeling was getting better with each jerk, so I sped up
even more making that squishy sound.  My other hand was
massaging my balls, getting them ready to shoot a big load.
I was jerking faster and faster, getting closer to that
point.  It was feeling so good my knees felt like they were
going to give out and unconsciously started to moan louder
and louder.  My moans and rhythmic, wet jerking noises were
filling the bathroom and I knew that Andy and Mel could hear
me but I didn't care, the feeling was getting too intense to
stop.

     But then something weird happened.  Instead of
imagining Courtney in my mind, Nick flooded my thoughts.
His cute face, hot body, and delicious cock invaded my head.
I couldn't get him out of my mind; especially that cock.  I
just imagined it so hard and dripping pre-cum.  It made me
want to. touch it, feel its hardness, and even taste it.  I
keep jerking faster and faster thinking about his cock.  And
finally it hit, I could feel my hot jizz flood from my balls
and out of my cockhead.  I moaned out loud as I shot 5
streams of my teen spunk all over the shower wall.  I had to
brace myself with my free hand on the wall and tried to get
my breathing back to normal.  I couldn't believe it; I just
shot a powerful load thinking about my best friend.
Honestly I was surprised; I was stunned that I came thinking
about Nick.  I needed to finish up in the shower, so I put
that thought in the back of my mind.  I would think about
this later. much later, I didn't want to ruin the weekend.
So I quickly finished cleaning myself and the shower then
turned the water off.

     I grabbed my towel and dried myself then opened the
door to go back to my room.  I could still hear Mel talking
on her cell phone so I didn't have to worry about her, but
when I walked by Andy's room he asked, "Did you have a good
shower?", with a knowing grin.  Immediately my cheeks turned
a dark crimson but I responded with, "Yeah, you could say I
did."  I broke into a sly grin and Andy just laughed back.
When I made it to my room I put on another pair of boxer
briefs, then headed back to the bathroom.

     "Damn it Matt.  Would you please put some fucking
clothes on!?"

     "What Mel??  Am I turning you on or something?" I asked
as I pointed my ass towards her and gave it another playful
smack.

     "Oh fucking gross," she responded with a disgusted
face.

     I just laughed as I closed the bathroom door.  By now
the mirror was clear and I started brushing my teeth and
fixing my hair just right, then put on some deodorant.
Satisfied that I looked good for tonight I left the bathroom
and went back to my room.  I decided on a pair of cargo,
khaki shorts and an orange and white striped polo shirt.  I
put on my khakis and did my usual pocket check: keys, cell
phone, wallet, and Chap Stick.  Then I put on a white
undershirt, followed by the polo and sprayed on some Curve
cologne.

     "Tell mom and dad that I went out with the guys," I
yelled to no one in particular.  I got an ok and whatever in
response.  I got in my car and started towards Nick's.




Thanks for reading.  I hope to make this a series so feel
free to comment and give some constructive advice.  Again my
e-mail is caleb17m@hotmail.com

Caleb


Also, I would like to give a special thanks to John, who
helped me by editing and making helpful suggestions.  Thanks
John!!!!