Date: Wed, 02 Mar 2005 20:46:49 -0600
From: Jason Beggs <jason159159@hotmail.com>
Subject: Freshman Year - Part 1

Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION. Any similarity
between my characters and real people, places or events is
merely a coincidence. This story contains descriptions of
imagined sexual activity between teenage boys. If you are
not 18 years old, or if it is illegal where you live to read
material of this kind, please stop here. If this type of
story offends you, please go to another site. All others
enjoy. Please write me at Jason159159@hotmail.com to offer
comments or future story ideas.

Freshman Year

Jeremy Thompson had the queasy feeling in his stomach that
you always get when you feel out of place, frightened, and
all alone. The bell had rung and he had poured into the High
School with several hundred other freshmen for Orientation
Day. "Thank God there aren't any upperclassmen" Jeremy
thought as he followed the crowd to the school auditorium.
His biggest fear was that he would get lost in the large new
school and be embarrassed to have to ask someone for
directions to a class.

Three hundred freshmen boys and girls all laughing, talking,
and checking each other out filled the seats of the spacious
auditorium. Jeremy saw quite a few kids he knew from his
Middle School but there were many more he had never met. He
slipped into a chair and slid down trying to hide and take
it all in. Mr. Robertson, the school principal, started the
assembly and welcomed them all to West Allis High. He droned
on for almost an hour before dismissing them to their first
class.

Jeremy had taken the tour of the building earlier in the
week and was pleased he remembered where his math class was
located. As he entered the room he saw about half the class
filled with kids he knew and the other half were strangers.
He chose a seat near the back and sat down putting his feet
on the chair in front of him. "Mind if I sit here?" Jeremy
looked up to see a blond haired guy about 5'4" and 110 lbs
swing his book bag off his shoulder. "Naw it's ok" Jeremy
said as he pulled his feet off the chair and made room. "I'm
Adam" the blond kid said as he held out his hand. "Adam
Sanders". Jeremy gave the kid's hand a little smack, "Jeremy
Thompson".  Adam slid into his seat and looked back. "Is
this going to be a tough class?" Adam asked as he started to
unpack his notebook. "My older brother said this is a ball
breaker!" Jeremy grinned as Adam's smile faded and he made a
little groan. "That's all I need" Adam whispered as the
teacher called the class to order. Fifty minutes later the
class thankfully ended.

The rest of the school day went as you might guess. Jeremy
got lost once or twice and had to ask directions. Lunch was
the usual public school fare but he did find a few of his
friends from his old school to sit with and to share their
first day experiences. It was late in the afternoon that
Jeremy ran into Adam again. "Trying out for choir?" Adam
said as he and Jeremy stood looking at the bulletin board by
the music room. "Ah, well I was thinking about it" Jeremy
said a little embarrassed. "I'm trying out" Adam said as he
wrote his name on one of the available lines on the sheet.
"You any good?" Jeremy asked with a little worry in his
voice. "Pretty good" Adam said, "But I'm sure there are
other guys better than I am". Jeremy gave it a couple more
seconds thought. "Well, I guess it won't hurt to try" he
said as he signed his name as well.

By the end of the first full week of classes the freshmen
had started to feel a little more at home. Jeremy got taken
by a couple of senior guys that sold him an elevator pass
for a dollar. It took him two hours of searching to realize
the building didn't have an elevator. "Shit!" he thought as
he headed out for the bus that night. "How fucking dumb can
you be?" as he slowly shook his head. The following Monday
Jeremy made his way back to the music room for his tryout
for the choir. He sat on one of the cold metal folding
chairs along the wall and waited his turn. The choir
director, Mr. Andreeson had each student stand by the edge
of the piano, sing scales, and then gave them a sheet of
music to sight read. As they sang their part he played the
piano and made some mental notes about their voice. Jeremy
was called forward and his mouth got very dry. He did as he
was asked and was certain he blew the audition. "Way to go
Jere" Jeremy said to himself as he left the room. "You
fucking blew that big time!"

It wasn't until Friday that Mr. A posted the names of those
who had made the choir. About sixty kids crowded around the
bulletin board hoping to see their name. There were only 25
spots available that year and they were split between
sopranos, altos, tenor's baritone and bass. When Jeremy
finally got to the board he first scanned the tenors list
and was disappointed not to find his name. He almost started
to leave and then thought "what the heck" and looked at the
other sections. "Jeremy Thompson-freshman" was clearly typed
on a line in the Baritone section. "Oh God!" Jeremy
whispered as he put his finger on the paper trying to trace
his name. "I made it!" he whispered and looked again. "I
fucking made it" he thought as a smile spread over his face.
He turned away and saw girls crying and other guy's faces as
they realized they had not been chosen. He raised his
shoulders a bit and walked away proud.

The next Monday Jeremy sat in math class thinking about his
great luck. Chosen for the choir was quite an accomplishment
for a freshman. He was really excited. Adam walked in and
sat down in front of him as usual. It was then that Jeremy
remembered that Adam had signed up for the tryouts as well.
He hesitated to ask Adam how he had done worrying that he
would be embarrassed if he hadn't been selected. He chose to
say nothing. Fifth period rolled around and Jeremy nearly
ran to the choir room. As he walked in he was handed a music
folder and pointed to a chair in the Baritone section. He
sat down and two minutes later Adam walked up the risers and
sat down next to him. "Hey man, this is excellent!" Jeremy
said with a grin as Adam put his music on the stand that
they would both share. "I didn't know if you made it" Adam
whispered as Mr. A sought to quiet the choir. "Yeah, no
problem" Jeremy whispered back and shot Adam a wide grin.
Twenty minutes later the choir was singing its first number
and both boys were happier than they had ever been.

At fourteen years of age Jeremy was in that awkward time
between being a hunky teen guy and being a little kid. He
was a little clumsy in sports and wasn't really good enough
to make the teams in a larger High School. So music, the
school yearbook, drama club and stuff like that were his
only choices for a school social life. When it came to
dating and girls he was decidedly uninterested. Many nights
after finishing his homework Jeremy would strip off his
shirt and jeans, lock his bedroom door and lie back on his
bed. Time and time again he thought about the kids at school
and it never failed that Adam Sanders would appear. The
blond hair, cute smile, lean body and great personality made
the six inch cock in his boxers twitch. The more he thought
about Adam the harder his cock became. He often closed his
eyes and with his hand in his underpants he would slowly
stroke his dick, form a picture of Adam and then imagine
Adam's lips around his cock. He could almost feel the soft
warm mouth, those cute lips, and the wet tongue working his
cock and balls to orgasm. The fantasy would end the same way
each night with Jeremy arching his back, grunting and
spewing his hot sperm into his boxers. "Oh Fuck, Oh fuck" he
muttered as his breathing would finally calm down. "Why is
it always Adam?"

School went on week after week, and the nights were a replay
week after week. As Jeremy and Adam shared the same music in
choir they sat very close to one another. It wasn't long
when within minutes of sitting down Jeremy would start to
bone up. It was becoming difficult to concentrate. "How ya
doin?" Adam whispered after about thirty minutes of singing.
"Okay" Jeremy said with a little hesitation in his voice.
"You're timing is way off today!" Adam whispered back
looking deep into Jeremy's eyes. "Sorry" Jeremy stammered,
"I'm a little spaced" he said as he looked down at the music
once again. Adam took a quick look around the room and with
a light touch brushed Jeremy's crotch. "Something that hard
would make anybody lose concentration" Adam giggled. "What
the fuck!" Jeremy whispered back. "Oh don't look surprised"
Adam grinned, "You've been like that every day for the past
three weeks". Jeremy groaned a little, "You saw me?" He said
with surprise in his voice. "Fuck ya!" Adam giggled and gave
a wicked little wink. They both heard the sound of the baton
and it was back to work.

The bell finally rang and both boys put their music in the
storage bin. "Want a coke?" Adam offered as Jeremy followed
him out the door. "Sure, sounds good" Jere said as they both
walked down the hall to the cafeteria. Finding a quiet
corner with their drinks they sat for a moment before Adam
finally spoke. "So do you like me? Or what?"  Squirming in
his chair Jeremy didn't know how to respond. "You're a guy!"
Jeremy finally said, trying to judge what Adam was saying.
"No shit" Adam giggled. "And you always bone up when you see
me". Jeremy blushed and his face turned red. "I'm sorry man"
He stammered. "I can't help it" he finally said and hung his
head down. "It's cool" Adam said as he moved his hand
against Jeremy's leg and touched his knee. "It's really,
really cool" He said.

Jeremy turned and they looked into each other's eyes. "Oh
Shit!" Jeremy whispered. "You feel it too?" Adam smiled
softly, "Yeah". The realization that they both felt
attracted to each other took a few minutes to sink in. "Do
you like girls?" Jeremy finally asked. "I don't know" Adam
said with a shrug. "Maybe, but I do know that I've been
thinking more about you than them." The next class was about
to start and neither boy wanted the moment to end. "I have
to go" Jeremy finally said as he gathered up his books. He
bent over and scribbled a number on a scrap of paper. "Call
me tonight?" He asked handing the note to Adam. "love to!"
Adam smiled and both guys stood for an awkward moment. It
was as if they both wanted to say something else but it
wasn't the time or the place. "I'll wait for your call then"
Jeremy said as he headed for the door. "About nine" Adam
said as he too headed for class. "What the hell just
happened?" Jeremy said to himself as he headed down the
hall. "Jesus H. Fucking Christ!" He smiled and his footsteps
grew lighter.

I hope you like this chapter. This is the first part to my
story. If you have ideas feel free to email me at
Jason159159@hotmail.com

My other stories on Nifty are:

Classroom Helper - High School        2-28-2005
Soccer Saturday  - Incest             1-3-2005
My Brother's Secret - Incest          12-27-2002
Community Service - Sci Fiction       12-1-2002