Date: Mon, 14 Mar 2005 09:04:48 -0700 From: Patrick Rupert <patrickgay18@hotmail.com> Subject: Into His Own 2 Beep...beep...beep...beep...beep...beep...beep. Jason's hand slammed down on his alarm clock, and it suddenly stopped beeping. It was seven o'clock; time to get up and get ready for school. He threw his legs over the side of the bed and sat up. He was in his boxers and he was aching all over. He rubbed his eyes to wipe out the sleep. He threw his arms up and stretched. His joints stretched and popped all over his upper body. The day felt normal until Jason remembered the previous day's events. His hands slowly dropped to his thighs, and his head slumped. Jason stood up and walked into the bathroom, his morning wood sticking far out of his boxers. As he was doing his business he looked over and saw his backpack sitting on the chair. His head slumped farther and he suddenly became very aware of today's upcoming events. He slipped his morning wood back into his pants and walked out of the bathroom and into his walk-in closet to get dressed. Jason pulled on his loose-fitting blue jeans, a loose-fitting white sweater, his socks and Nikes. He went into the bathroom, brushed his teeth, did his hair and put on cologne. He was determined to treat today like a normal day, and nothing was going to stop him. Jason finished getting dressed and walked out of his bathroom. He picked up his backpack and walked out his bedroom door. He really didn't want to go to school but then on the other hand, he never wanted to go to school. He walked downstairs and into the kitchen. Breakfast was on the table waiting for him and his mother was standing at the stove. "Morning Jason. You seemed pretty down last night so I thought I would make you breakfast." Jason had felt like eating, but now it didn't seem like such a good idea. Bacon, eggs, with waffles wasn't on his menu. A cold bowl of cereal would have been enough but not now that moment was passed. "Umm, no thanks mom. I'm not really hungry." "Oh come on, just have a little; I put in a lot of effort." "No it's ok I'll just watch TV." "Oh come on, not even a little?" Jason was getting irritated now; he had already said no, and she wouldn't listen. "Mom, I said I'm ok." "Oh come on, why not?" "Mom, I said no! I'm not hungry! God damn it!" Jason stormed upstairs and slammed the door behind him and locked it. Jason crashed down on his bed and let out a sigh. `What the fuck am I doing?' he thought to himself. He had had fights with his mom like this all of the time; it was a normal thing. He turned on his TV, and just sat there. After all, he had almost forty-five minutes till he had to leave for school. He was watching some music video on CMT, when his cell phone rang. He picked it up and didn't even look at the caller ID to see who it was. He should have, but he didn't even think about it. "Hello?" "It's Brad, don't hang up! Please don't hang up Jason." Jason was confused that Brad was sounding so nice. "I won't." "Meet me in the boy's bathroom in the north hall." "Ok." "Hey Jason?" "What?" "I didn't want it to be like this and...it isn't my choice." "What?" "I have to go." "But Brad, what do you mean?" Click! The other end of the line went dead. Jason hung up the phone and laid there on his bed, confused. He laid there for about five minutes, and then realized what time it was. If Jason were going to be there earlier, like Brad wanted him to, he'd have to leave now. He picked up his book bag and ran out his bedroom door. He got to school about seven forty five, and went straight to the boys' bathroom in the north hall. He walked in and went to the nearest stall. He sat down on the toilet and set his bag down beside him. About two minutes later, the bathroom door opened. Jason heard the sound of the door being locked, and then the walking started again. The footsteps stopped outside his stall and the stall door opened. It was Brad. He walked over and put his hand over Jason's mouth. "Be quiet and listen. I need to explain, but you have to be quiet; he may be listening from the hallway. It's Jeremy. Jeremy has been doing this kind of thing to people ever since he started thinking he was gay. He's into all sorts of porn, sick stuff, twisted stuff. He's had a thing for you ever since that thing in sixth grade. And he's obsessed. And I'm being forced to do this, because he has a hold over me. I had a few bad years a while ago, and he was there for some of them, just tagging along. He has some of them on tape. Sick things that happened when I was wasted or stoned; things I'm not proud of." "He has things over you as well; I've seen some of them. The shower thing with Kristin was filmed. And if we don't cooperate with him, he's going to tell everybody about the banana shaped dildos in sixth grade. If I don't get you to participate, he said he's going to air them at the next school assembly. I don't want to do this to you; you're a good boy. That thing yesterday was filmed at his request. That's part of the reason I called you here today. To explain, and see if you want to go through with it. If you don't want to continue, I will go and tell it all right now. It's your decision. I can't stand for what I did to you yesterday, and I don't ever want you to suffer. Can you ever forgive me?" Brad took his hand off of Jason's mouth. Jason sat there quietly for a second, thinking about what Brad was telling him. He knew that Brad wasn't acting like himself but he couldn't figure out why. "Those things I did back in sixth grade, and with Jeremy they were just for fun. It wasn't serious. I was just experimenting." "I know Jason. I know." "Then why is Jeremy doing this?" "I don't know exactly why he's doing this, but if you don't want, he won't be doing this, all you have to say is no." "Do you actually think that that would make him stop?" "I know, I know. All you half to do is say no, and I will go out there and tell him to do whatever he wants with the tapes. What do you want to do?" "Why did he want me to bring the dildo?" "That was Jeremy. He wants you to keep it with you all day." "What?" "He wants you to suffer, he wants you to keep it up your ass all day." "But wait! How would he know if it was up my ass or not? It's not like he can see." "I thought of that too." Tears were streaming down Brad's face now, and Brad had his head shoved into Jason's shirt to muffle the sobs. "He wants me to tell you, that I'm going to check you all day, after every class." "How?" "He wants you to go to that little alcove in the library and put your hands on the back wall with your head down. Then he will come in and feel for it." "Damn it!" "It's your choice Jason, what do you want to do? I'm fine with saying no. I don't want you to suffer." "No I couldn't do that to you now that I know the truth, and besides I think we really shared something yesterday." "Are you sure?" "Yes I'm sure; let's ride this thing out, he might just give up on this." "Ok then that means I have to get this thing inside of you." "Do we have to do this right now? Can't it wait?" "I know how you must feel. I'm going to have to appear to be rough though, but I will be as gentle as humanly possible. If Jeremy even gets the slightest idea we're faking it he will release the tapes. I will set the camera up outside the stall with the door open. Before I do, I'm going to tell you that I have to make this look real, so I will have to hurt you, or at least make it look that way." "Ok. Brad, I've always trusted you; you're honest. I trust you." It was true Jason did trust him. Brad had just told him all those things like that. In a blink of an eye. That's how Brad was; he had a way that people just knew when he was being honest especially when dealing with Jason. He knew Brad wasn't lying and he really did trust him even after last night. Brad explained the situation, and they both set up the camera. Jason stood by the door and Brad turned the camera on. Brad stepped in front of the camera and said, "Ok Jeremy, this is your dildo scene. You watched Brad walk into the other stall and hide." Jason opened the door closed it and locked it again. Jason walked over to the stall and peered in. Brad came up behind him and punched him in the ribs. He grabbed Jason by the neck and slammed him against the side of the stall. Brad connected his right knee into Jason's chest hard. Jason lurched over gasping for air. He turned Jason towards him and pulled his shirt off over his head. Brad turned him towards the toilet and pulled some handcuffs out of his back pocket. Then he bent Jason over and handcuffed his hands behind the toilet. He then got on his knees next to Jason and grabbed his hair hard. He pulled Jason's head back and then gave him a big kiss on the mouth. Jason pulled his face away from Brad's and spit. "Oh ok, well, remember you brought this on yourself you fucking bitch." Brad lifted up the toilet seat and pushed Jason's head in. Jason's arms gripped the toilet seat and his legs started kicking the stall wall franticly. His head was bobbing up and down and water was going all over. Jason's gurgling could be heard very loudly. Brad reached over and flushed the toilet. Jason was coughing and spitting up water all over. Brad pulled Jason's head out and smiled. "Had enough yet bitch?" Brad reached under Jason, and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants with one hand, and got behind him and pulled Jason's pants and boxers down. Brad then got on one side again and ran his middle finger up Jason's ass crack stopping at his hole and rammed his finger in. Jason jumped but then stopped moving. Brad fingered Jason for about five seconds pulled out his finger and shoved it in his mouth. He was sucking Jason's finger as if he were taking a dick. He pulled it out and looked at Jason. "Yummy, I think I'll have some more!" Brad put his face down and started licking Jason's ass. He started licking Jason's asshole. He did this for about ten seconds and stopped. If the circumstances were different, Jason probably would have liked this. "I was right, yummy." Brad reached into Jason's bag searching for the dildo. "Where is that thing? You better have brought it. Ah here we go." Brad pulled out the dildo and started rubbing it and stroking it. Brad threw back his head and held the dildo in his right hand and started edging it down his own throat and then pulled it out he then started giving the dildo head; Brad pulled out the dildo and placed it on Jason's back. "Not quite as good as the real thing Jason, yea know what I mean?" Brad reached over grabbed Jason's dick and gave it a few tugs. "Hey Jason you give it a try and tell me." Brad picked up the dildo pulled Jason's head back and shoved it in his mouth. It went in deep and it didn't seem to faze Jason at all. He had Jason suck it for about ten seconds and then pulled it out. "Now tell me Jason is it the same? Oh wait I almost forgot." Brad stood up and dropped his pants. Brad pulled out his hard dick and forced Jason's head onto it. He had only been forcing Jason to blow him, when somebody outside tried to open the door. His head shot up with Jason still blowing him. He quickly looked back down and began doing it more forcefully. He then leaned over and started fingering Jason's ass while he blew him. After about two minutes he stopped fingering Jason and his head shot up towards the ceiling. "I'm coming! I'm coming! Oh fuck yea, I'm coming! You bitch, you fucking bitch!" The warm tingling feeling flowed over Brad's entire body. He was trembling but he loved it. He had to put his hand on the stall wall to brace him self from falling over. The feeling was so intense it hadn't felt this good for him in a long time. He was shooting his load out into Jason's mouth and he was sucking and licking his dick to get every drop. He was swallowing every last drop like it was air and this was the last time he was going to breath for a long time. But Brad still had to put on the act. Brad pulled out his dick and clasped a hand over Jason's mouth. "Swallow bitch! Swallow!" Jason swallowed as if something were there, and then did it again. Brad put his face close to Jason's. "Open! Open now!" Jason opened his mouth and Brad moved his head around as if to look inside. "That's a good boy." Just then the first bell for school sounded. "Oh shit! God damn it!" Brad picked the dildo off of Jason's back and dipped it in the toilet. He then grabbed Jason's head and forced him into the toilet again. While Jason was gurgling and coughing under water, Brad rammed the dildo into Jason's ass all of the way, except for a few inches. The dildo went in quickly and smoothly this time due to yesterday and last night. Jason's whole body tensed as he fought for air and his butt cheeks tensed. Brad pulled Jason's head out of the toilet and covered his mouth. "Are you going to scream? Because if you are your going right back in." Jason shook his head no and Brad let go of him. "And oh yea that toy there, you know the one up your ass, it stays there all day, and I will check in on you in-between classes. You go to the alcove in the back of the library I will come in and feel your ass to make sure it's there. Just put your hands on the wall and look down. And as for showering in gym, just wait until every other guy has showered and then you get clean. Got it?" Jason hacked and coughed and shook his head `yes'. The air filled his lungs and he felt better, and not as tense. Brad uncuffed Jason's hands and let him stand up. Before Jason bent down to pull up his pants and put on his shirt, Brad grabbed his hands and held them above his head. Brad's pants were still down and he leaned in against Jason's naked body, wrapping one leg around Jason. Brad could feel Jason's warm body against his and he liked it. Before Brad knew what he was doing he started kissing Jason and Jason was kissing back but their heads were out of the cameras view. One arm was wrapped all of the way around Jason and under his left armpit. And the other arm was wrapped around Jason with his hand on Jason's lower back. They made out for about twenty seconds and then ended it with one last peck. Brad whispered in Jason's ear low enough so the camera couldn't hear. "You're so good at that." "You too Brad, you too." Jason got dressed and Brad walked over and turned off the camera. Brad turned to Jason and said, "Are you ok?" "Yea I'll be fine. I just wish I didn't have to keep this thing in my ass all day, it's really uncomfortable." "Jason I'm sorry I didn't want to do that." "Brad I'll be fine." "No not that I shouldn't have kissed you like that." Jason looked away bashfully and then back at Brad. "Don't worry about it it's ok this is almost over." "I know, I know. Just think, we only have to keep this up for about two weeks, or the end of the school year. Then we can just say, `fuck you Jeremy!' I can't wait for that! Any time you want this to stop just tell me and I will go and confess. I hate to see this happen to you. You didn't do anything-wrong Jason." "Yea I did, we had the banana shaped dildo's in sixth grade." "Hey! What's that all about if you don't mind me asking? I mean that Jason. If you don't want me to know it is ok it's really none of my business." "No Brad I don't mind telling you. We were about to end sixth grade when he showed up at my house. We went downstairs, and Jeremy told me to guess what he had just got in his bag. I didn't know and must have guessed for about ten minutes. Then Jeremy said, `Have you ever seen a dildo before?' I said no, and Jeremy pulled these two banana shaped dildos out of his bag and handed one to me. We were joking around with them pretending to give them head and stuff just joking. Jeremy said, `Hey I wonder what it would feel like to have one of these dildos up your ass?' I told him I didn't know but the question got me thinking. He said, `Hey let's try it just to see how it feels?' I was curious so I said, `Sure that's not gay, it's not like it's a real dick or any thing.' My mom wasn't home so we started at it. At first we just pulled down the back of our pants and tried sitting on them and putting them in that way but it wasn't working. We both pulled our pants and boxers down right there. We were joking around making fun of the size and shape of each other's dicks and laughing. You know like friends do when they see each other's dicks for the first time? Next thing we knew we were both in crouching positions facing each other; our knees touching, trying to get these huge imitation cocks up our asses. They weren't really going in and we were getting frustrated. He looked at me, took a deep breath and said, `Hey, my brother said that it's easier to get something up your ass if you're lying down.' I said, `Oh ok, well let's go into my room?' Before we walked out of the room we both pulled up our pants and he pulled some KY jelly out of his backpack and followed me into my room. We both got into my room and we each got on separate sides of the bed standing up. Jeremy and I both started getting undressed, I took off my shirt, and so did he. Jeremy was trying to scratch his back, but couldn't quite reach. `Umm Jason I can't seem to reach can you help me?' `Yea sure.' I walked around the bed and he put his hands on the wall. I put my hands on Jeremy's shoulders and started to rub. His back was smooth and pale. I was rubbing well more massaging him than itching. I was moving his hands on his shoulders and down his biceps. Then I put my hands right under his armpits and started moving down his body. I got to the small of his back and started moving my fingers up his back. It was warm and smooth. I put my hands on Jeremy's hips and pulled myself up against him. His warm back was touching my warm chest. I wrapped my arms around him, and started feeling his six-pack and belly button. He was muscular. I was feeling up and down his chest and stomach. I got to his pecks and started rubbing his nipples. They were stiff and yet soft. I moved my mouth close to his and pressed my cheek up against his cheek. `How does that feel Jeremy?' I could feel Jeremy's chest moving in and out because of his breathing. Jeremy moved his mouth about an inch from mine. I could feel Jeremy's breath on my face and his breath smelled minty. I could tell Jeremy had recently brushed his teeth. `That's nice Jason, it feels good.' Jeremy touched his tongue to his lips and then his lips to mine and we experienced our first mutual kiss. Jeremy's lips were soft and wet. I started moving my hands down his chest while we kissed. I put my hands on his thighs and felt him move his legs apart a little bit. I got to his pants and undid them. I slid them down and they fell to the floor. I put my hands right underneath Jeremy's thighs and pulled his legs farther apart. I squeezed his thighs and moved my head in really close to Jeremy's right cheek. `How's that feel?' Jeremy turned his head towards me and took in a deep breath. `It's nice, I like it.' He put his hands behind him and undid my pants; my heavy pants slipped off and to the floor. Jeremy turned around and sat on the side of the bed. He grabbed my hand and pulled me closer. I put my hand on his neck and pulled his head in. He kissed right below my chest and then gave me a wetter kiss right below my stomach. I grabbed his thigh and started working my hand down Jeremy's leg to his foot. I slipped off his shoe and sock and then his pants off one leg. I did the same with the other leg and slipped off his pants. I took the rest of mine off and now we were both in our boxers. I pulled my body in towards his body and he pressed his body up against mine. He wrapped his arms around me and was rubbing my back and kissing my chest. He had my left nipple in his mouth and he was sucking on it like it was some hard candy. He started moving his hands down my back still tonguing my nipple. His hands got to my boxers and he pulled them down in the back first. I felt his hands start at the top and start moving down my ass. He was rubbing it with his full hands and carefully tracing my cheeks with his fingers. He put his finger at the top of my crack and slowly started moving down. He was moving his fingers in between my cheeks and I could feel him getting closer to my hole. It felt good so I didn't stop him. He got to my hole and stopped there. I could feel him rubbing my hole in a clockward motion and then he touched the center. I felt a chill of pleasure go up my body as he started to push his finger in. He had his finger in me to his knuckle and was feeling the inside of me. "It's wet Jason." "well what did you exspect.?" He started to put his finger in more but I stopped him. It felt good but I wasn't ready for that. I could feel my body getting hot but I knew that if we kept up this way we would end up having sex. "wait Jeremy I don't think that I'm ready to do that." Jeremy gave me a look of disappointment but slowly pulled out his finger and gave my now wet hole a little rub when he got out. Jeremy looked up at me and pulled my boxers all of the way to my ankles. Jeremy looked up at me and smiled. `Can I touch it?' I wanted him to, so I smiled back. `Ok if you want to.' Jeremy reached out and wrapped his hand around my limp cock. Jeremy was moving it in a clockwise motion and grinning. I closed my eyes, it felt good, and that's when I felt something wet but pleasurable at the same time. I looked down and he had both of my balls in his mouth and he was sucking on them. I grabbed his head and shoved him off. I must have scared him because when I pushed him out he bit down a little but not enough to really hurt. My wet balls flopped out of his mouth and Jeremy looked up at me. `What?' `None of that!' `Oh come on you can't say that didn't feel good.' `Well yea it did, but that's really gay.' `Ok, ok sorry!' `It's ok.' I pushed him back on the bed and slipped off his boxers. His penis was fully erect and looked like it was wet and ready for action even though we probably couldn't have done anything.. I climbed on top of Jeremy not touching him but more hovering over him. He started moving backwards on the bed towards the middle of my bed and I moved with him. Jeremy got to the middle of the bed and stopped. I rested on top of him and I could feel his large cock digging into nut sack. Jeremy reached down and started massaging and stroking my cock and balls. `They're still wet Jason.' `I sure hope they are you had them in you're mouth which did feel good by the way.' I rolled off him and we were facing each other hugging. The biggest parts of our bodies were in full contact. The warmth of each other's bodies radiating off each other's bodies warming each other. We were rubbing each other's ass and backs when Jeremy reached over and picked up the dildos. We both used each other's hands to smear KY jelly all over the dildos and then we each took one. Me in my left hand and Jeremy's in his right hand. We started to slip them into each other's ass. Jeremy opened his mouth and let out a low moan. `Holy fuck, it's...smooth.' We got them up each other's ass and fucked each other for about five minutes without saying a word. My dick was hard and so was Jeremy's. We both laid there looking into each other's eyes and stroking each other's hairless but really nice cocks. `It's not really that bad is it? In fact I think it's kind of nice.' `Yea maybe.' My eyes were closed and he kissed me full on the mouth. `What are you doing?' `I'm sorry I just liked kissing you earlier, and I wanted to feel that again.' `Yea well, I was just trying it out earlier I don't think I want to do it again.' I let go of Jeremy's dick and got up. Jeremy got up and walked around the bed. I was turned away from Jeremy, so Jeremy walked up behind me. Jeremy put one arm over my left shoulder and one under my right shoulder. `Hey come on I didn't mean anything by it.' `Now come on let's just lie down and start where we left off.' Jeremy reached down and wrapped his hand around my dick. `What do you say?' I turned my head so that our cheeks were touching again and I put my hand up and started running my fingers through his hair. Then I thought about it, dropped my hand and turned around. `I'm going to have to say no, as much as I want to say yes, no. Now get this thing out of me.' `Ok.' He looked like he had been hit with something hard. He leaned in really close so that we were at full contact and started to pull out the dildo. I could feel his cock rubbing up against mine and I was tempted to get down on his knees and blow him right there but decided not to. He pulled it out and threw it on the bed; he then turned around and bent all of the way over. I grabbed the dildo, pulled it out and dropped it on the bed. I picked them both up and went into the bathroom to wash them off. `Jason?' `Yea Jeremy?' `It might have been something special?' `Yea maybe, Jeremy.' Jeremy and I washed off the dildos. As we stood there naked side by side, we were quiet. We both got up and got dressed. Before Jeremy left, we hugged and Jeremy went home. We never talked about it again." As Jason finished telling the story he had tears in his eyes. "That's really not you're fault. All kids experiment at that age; we all went through it Jason. You don't deserve this to be done to you." Just then the bell rang. "Oh no were late, we've got to get to class." "Oh shit what am I going to do? I can't walk around school all day with this thing up my ass." "I saw your knee; just tell them you hurt yourself." "I know but it's just, it's really uncomfortable." "Hey just take it one class at a time, ok?" "Ok." "Do you want anything before I go?" Jason walked over and wrapped his arms around Brad in a hug. Brad returned the hug. "It'll be ok Jason. Any time you want it to end or don't think you can do it anymore, I'll go tell Jeremy to fuck himself." Jason was crying now and just gripping Brad's back. "I'm just so scared to even think about what he'll think of next. I thought I had heard of everything and I don't know where he comes up with this stuff. I haven't ever seen this side of him. Yea I guess he threw us both through a loop, he's a person that we both didn't see." Jason stopped crying and dried his eyes. "I'm sorry to fall apart like this Brad. I don't usually cry." "Shh, shh it's ok it's not your fault, you've had a bad week. We half to get to class Jason, we're already late." "Brad I'm feeling something for you and I really don't know what it is." "Um I don't know what it is either and it might be nothing. It might just be what's going on. I wouldn't make any decisions until we get out of this mess." "Ok, I know. I won't make any decisions yet. But I don't know what this is I haven't ever felt like this, and the fact that you're a guy really doesn't help the situation." Brad packed up the camera and they both left the bathroom to go to class. They walked out of the bathroom and both went separate ways. Brad went left and Jason went right. Jason had barely gone about ten feet when Jeremy walked up behind him and punched Jason's shoulder. "Hey dude what's up?" "Not much, just trying to get to class." "Hey are you ok? You're walking funny." "Oh I'm ok I had a bike accident last night." Jason didn't really want to talk to him but he didn't have a choice; Jason had to keep up the act. Jason couldn't exactly trust him because of the week's events. "Hey I came by your house yesterday. Where were you Jeremy?" "Oh I went out to the movies." "What did you see?" "Umm Blade II." "Oh, I thought we were going to go see that together." "I didn't even think about it, it was more of a spur of the moment thing. Kristin and me were just driving by and we decided to stop and see a movie. Hey Jason do you want to hang out today?" Jason didn't want to spend time with Jeremy or Brad right now he really didn't know who to trust, although he was leaning more towards Brad. "No my mom's being a bitch, she wants me home for the next few days." "God Jason, you're mom's a real bitch some times." "Yea I know, but so is yours." "But hey, she's the boss of me until I'm eighteen." They were both walking to class and they were talking and Jason almost didn't realize he was about to pass his class. "Oh, see you." "Yea later." Jason walked to his class and Jeremy walked down the hall to his class. Jason opened the door walked in and sat down at an empty desk. As he sat down part of the way Jason could feel the dildo getting pushed farther into his ass. Jason bit his tongue and sat down the rest of the way. The dildo slid in an inch or so more and nearly slipped all of the way into his ass. He sat there all class period just counting down the minutes till class was over. He didn't hear much of the lesson and the teacher had to snap him back to attention. He would be sitting there thinking about the days-upcoming events and the teacher would snap at him. "Jason?" Jason looked around the room and the entire class was staring at him. "What?" "What was his name Jason?" "Oh I don't know." "Jason please pay attention." "Yea sure." Finally he only had fifteen minutes till class was over, and he had to go to the library. The bell rang and he sped out of the room as fast as he could without drawing attention to himself. Jason walked out of the classroom and looked down the hall towards the library. He saw Jeremy sitting across the hall on the floor and Brad walking towards them. Jason was lucky that this period he was so close to the library, he would have to hurry after the other classes. Jason walked into the library and started making his way to the back. Jason walked into the back and went to the shelves where there wasn't any light it was pitch black. Kids used to skip class here but it didn't work anymore because the librarian would sometimes come back there, and you didn't want to be there if she found you. Jason walked to the back of the alcove and placed his hands on the wall like he was ordered to do. Jason had been sitting there for about twenty seconds when he knew that somebody was behind him. Jason just sat there with his head down. It almost made Jason jump when he felt the hand on his back. The hand started at the top of his back and started going down, they weren't checking for the dildo they were feeling him up. The hand got to Jason's pants and went under his shirt. Jason felt another hand join it and start feeling around his body to the front. Both hands got to the front and felt his belly button before moving down and undoing Jason's belt buckle. They undid his pants and let them fall to the floor. Jason was trying to control his breathing and not give it away that he knew it wasn't' Brad. The hands pulled his boxers down to his ankles and started to rub his hairless thighs. The hands moved around his body to his ass and started to feel the dildo. Jason could feel them touching it and he grunted when they grabbed it and pushed it in more. They then reached around and grabbed onto Jason's soft cock. They tugged on it a few times and Jason thought they were done when he felt them let go. Jason just kept holding onto the wall when he felt a fist hit him right in his kidney. Jason slumped to the floor still holding his side and whimpering. Jason kept his eyes closed as to not give anything away. Jason laid there his eyes watering for about thirty seconds and peeked out his eyes. He was alone. Jason stood up and pulled up his pants trying to keep his composer. Jason walked out of the library and made it to class. Jason went to the library after second period but nobody showed up. He must have waited there for a few minutes which caused him to be late for class but still nobody showed up. Jason was walking to lunch when two grown men grabbed him from behind and dragged him into the nearest bathroom. One of the men locked the door while the other one dragged Jason to the urinal. Jason hadn't seen the men yet but he already knew who it was. It was the guys from the other night. They put Jason's head on the urinal horizontally and grabbed his hair. "Shut the fuck up or your drinking this." The man then grabbed his ass and stopped. "It's there. Who cares let's have some fun." The man that grabbed his ass held him down while the other one pulled Jason's pants down all of the way. "Hey Hunter what do you want to do to him?" The man that was sitting on top of Jason started to rub his hands on Jason's head. Hunter came over and started to rub the other mans neck. "We could hurt him." They were actually getting off on that. Jason knew what was going to happen and he had no way of stopping it. "Hey kid do you like pain?" "No I don't Hunter can I go now?" "No were still going to have some fun, and don't you ever say my name." One of the men grabbed Jason by the hair and shoved his face into the wall. A small trickle of blood went down Jason's nose. "Please don't do this? Just let me go?" "We can't do that kid." Jason saw a hand come into view and grip his hair harder. "No please don't." Hunter slammed Jason's head into the wall and he felt himself getting dizzy. "No please don't!" Hunter stepped on his back and slammed his head into the wall again. Jason yelled with pain as his head slammed into the wall again. Someone grabbed his head and started rubbing the blood all over his face. Jason felt his muscles getting limp and weak. "You little fuck!" One of the men kicked Jason in the back and he fell to the floor. They were stomping on him and punching him in the ribs. It took about thirty seconds but they stopped beating him. Jason let out a scream and one of the men spit in his face. "Clean yourself up kid." The two men walked out of the bathroom shutting the door on the way out. Jason sat up at first and then stood up and walked to the sink to clean himself up. He washed himself up, cleaned out his mouth, and ate some gum to freshen his breath. Jason then pulled up his pants slipping his dick neatly into his pants and leaned on the sink. Jason felt weak and dizzy. The cut on his head was hidden by his hair and he finally got it to stop bleeding. He walked out of the bathroom and down the hall to the lunchroom. There was still about thirty minutes till lunch was over, so he hurried so he could see some friends. He got to the lunchroom, but didn't feel like eating, and he didn't feel like sitting with his friends anymore. His friends motioned for him to come over, and he completely acted like he didn't see them. He walked outside. He walked out into the field behind the school, and sat down. He was sat in the tall grass when he heard someone coming. It was a low rustle like somebody walking quietly Jason ducked really low and then he heard somebody. "Jason? Jason where are you? It's Brad." Jason stood up and motioned for him to come and sit down. They both sat down and Brad looked at Jason. "Jason you look pale are you ok." Jason knew why he looked pale he had just lost blood not a lot but Jason didn't like the look of blood. He knew that telling Brad what happened would only make things harder and make him worry. "I'll be fine can we not talk about it?" For a second it looked like Brad was going to protest but he knew he wasn't going to win so he just gave in. "Let's get that thing out of you Jason." Jason laid on his stomach pulled his shirt up and pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles. Brad got behind Jason and stuck two fingers in side of Jason and counted. "One...two...three..." Brad gripped the dildo and started to pull it out. The dildo came out easily and smoothly. It hurt to come out but after a second or two it felt better than having it in there. Jason lay there in the grass with Brad was lying down behind him. "Jason I want you to relax. This is going to feel really weird at first, but it will feel better after a second." Brad pulled out a tube of KY jelly and spread it on his middle finger. Jason started to turn over to stop him and Brad put a hand on his bare back and pushed him back down. "Jason, trust me it'll help." Jason was hesitant but he laid back down. Jason cringed as Brad stuck the finger in his ass. "Oh shit!" "Just relax buddy." It took a second for Jason to relax but he did. Jason lowered his butt back down and stopped flexing. Brad eased his way in and was rubbing. Brad had been right it did feel better. Jason closed his eyes letting Brad explore him with his finger. Jason didn't even see how much time had passed. Jason had been resting his head down on his head and he had almost fallen asleep. The first bell had just rung. Brad was lying down next to him now massoging his back. Brad sat up picked the dildo up and took a deep breath. "Are you ready Jason?" Jason got back on his hands and knees and bit his lip. "Yea, go ahead." "One...two...three..." Brad rammed in the dildo and his body tensed and he turned around and as hugging Brad still naked. "It's ok Jason, don't worry I think after today Jeremy will get bored of this and try something else." "That's what I'm afraid of." They both got up and went to class they were almost late but they made it. They both went to there separate classes and made it on time. Jason's forth period was math. He hated math. He wasn't looking forward to it but he didn't really have a choice. The last class ended and Jason went to the library and had the whole ass-grabbing thing for the last time today. It happened the same way it had before except he didn't grope him that much he just pulled down his pants felt for it then punched Jason in the same spot he had. Then he kicked him while he was down and walked away. Jason went to gym and went into the coach's office. He tried telling the coach he didn't feel good and the coach took the bait. The coach told him he would half to walk laps around the school. And he would still half to shower after class. Jason agreed because this meant he didn't half to do any real physical exercise that might cause the dildo to ride up any more. Jason left the office and went to his locker. He was trying to take his time so that anybody in the locker room wouldn't notice the huge dildo sticking out of his ass. He started dialing the combination on his locker still trying to kill time. 22...36...61 the lock clicked open and he opened his locker. Inside the locker there were all his usual things blue gym shorts gray shirt socks and gym shoes. On top of the stack of stuff was a stack of papers. Jason picked up the stack of papers and looked at the first one. It was a piece of paper about five by three inches and there was big black writing. I'VE MADE COPIES! Jason moved the paper out of the way and looked at the first one. It was a picture of Brad lying on top of him. And they were kissing in the picture. It was a picture of the other night. And the person who had taken the pictures was outside the window. The pictures scared Jason and he dropped them, they scattered all over the floor and Jason bent down to pick them up as fast as he could. Jason got them all picked up and looked around to see if anybody saw. It didn't look like anybody saw so he shoved them back in the locker pulled out his clothes and slammed the locker. Jason stood against the wall of the gym room and changed his clothes. Jason was looking down and taking off his pants when he heard a voice he knew. It was Jeremy and he had just walked into the gym room. "What are you doing? Are you afraid somebody will see you naked, you're not somebody who's afraid to be seen naked?" Jason was annoyed Jeremy knew exactly why he wasn't letting anybody see him naked. "Yea-well people change Jeremy." "No people don't change, their attitudes do." "Hey Jeremy, fuck you." "What's your fucking problem today? You act like you've got a stick up your ass." "Hey fuck you." Jeremy turned around and stormed out of the gym room. Jason got dressed and walked into the gym room. Across the gym room Jason saw Kristin and Ashley talking. Ashley was the girl that Jason had kind of been seeing. They had gone out a few times and had some laughs but Jason didn't think it would go much past that. Jason didn't really like her that way but she was fun to talk to. Jason walked out of the gym room and started walking laps around the school. He had gone about two laps around the school when he heard footsteps coming up behind him. He turned to see Ashley walk up behind him and put her arm around him. "Hey Jason what's up?" "Not much Ashley, what's up with you?" "Oh just sitting around." "Yea?" "Hey I was thinking umm my parents are going out of town for their anniversary. And I was wondering if you wanted to come over and watch some movies tomorrow night." Jason was hurt pretty bad and he was trying not to limp to much. "I don't think so Ashley; I'm really busy with school and stuff. But I'll call you tonight." They stopped walking and they were staring at each other. "Jason I was thinking that you could come over and we could... you know hang out." "Ashley I know what you were thinking, but I'm not ready to do anything right now." "Jason I...I really like you." "I know you do. I'm just really busy with all this stuff right now." Ashley hugged him, and Jason kind of half returned the hug. Jason was hugging her, and he could feel her hands moving down his back to his ass. He felt her move one hand onto his ass and he pushed he away and nearly knocked her over. "I like talking to you; I'm just really busy with some stuff." Ashley turned around and walked away. Jason started walking again and was thinking about Ashley. Jason really did like talking to her at least at one point, but right now he really couldn't tell now. He finished his walking right as the bell rang. The bell meant that he had ten minutes to shower and change. He walked in the gym room through the double doors and was preparing himself for the shower. Jason walked into the locker room and made his way to his locker. All the guys in the locker room were naked and walking to the shower room. Jason tried not to look but he really couldn't help it. It was kind of funny some of the guys were really big and then some it looked like you would have to organize a search party to find their dicks. Jason couldn't help but chuckle inside knowing that some of the smaller guys had always talked about how huge they were. For the most part everyone was about the same size except for the occasional huge or small one. Jason walked to his locker and began unlocking his locker. He was doing it slowly trying to waste as much time as possible. 22...36...61 the lock clicked open and Jason unhooked it. He opened the locker and peered in. Everything was still there and nothing had been moved. Jason pulled out his towel and started to undress. Jason slipped off his shirt and dropped his pants. As Jason bent over to take off the rest of his clothes he felt the dildo slip out of his ass and fall to the floor. Jason quickly picked up the dildo and held it behind his back. And that's when he thought about it. `Wait, Jeremy left the class pissed off. I can keep it out for the rest of the day.' Jason threw the dildo into his locker picked up his towel and slammed the locker door. Jason threw his towel over his shoulder and started walking to the showers. He was almost to the showers when he heard a voice behind him. "Jason?" "Yea?" Jason turned to see Brad standing in the doorway. One side of Brads face was red and he had his hands stuffed in his pockets. "What's up Brad?" "Is it there?" "No I figured he left so why should I suffer?" "You're right." "Hey well I half to get showered and get home I have stuff to do today. Hey Brad, am I going to be able to just stay home today and relax?" "Umm yea I haven't heard anything but I think you might want to keep that thing in until you get home. But other than that I think you'll be ok today." "Ok well, see you around." "Ok, bye." Brad looked like there was something he wanted to say but he just turned around and walked away. Jason walked into the shower and cleaned himself fully. All the other guys were there in their usual shower room clicks. You had the football jocks in one corner. The basketball jocks were in another. The homosexuals were in yet another corner. In this class there were three. Everybody else went in the middle and last corner. It was funny; it was a shower room, and yet everybody still had there reps to protect. Some of the guys wouldn't even come into the locker room with the gays in there. Some people are just weird that way. Jason waited in the shower until everybody else had walked out. Jason walked out, went to his locker and opened it. Before Jason could grab them, the pictures slid out and onto the floor scattering. Jason got on his hands and knees and was hurrying as fast as he could to pick up all the pictures. He picked up the last one right as one of the basketball jocks (Brandon) walked into his section of lockers. "Jason, what's that?" "Nothing." "You liar, it's porn, I saw it. Hey guys, Jason has porn." Jason rammed the pictures into his locker and slammed the door. Seven or eight guys came running around the corner and huddled around him. Some of the guys were dressed and some weren't, Brandon was. "Hey Jason cough it up, share the wealth." "There is nothing to share!" "Oh come on don't hold out on me man." "There's nothing to share, really." "Oh yea? Then what's that?" Jason looked down and his dick was fully erect. "Dude lay off it's a NRB." One of the guys in the back piped up. "What's an NRB?" Another guy in the back answered. "N.R.B. means no reason boner, dumb ass." Brandon put his hand on Jason's shoulder and shook him. "I already saw one of the pictures, just let us see." "Don't fucking touch me when I'm naked you sick fuck!" Jason pushed Brandon and Brandon fell backwards into the group of people. The other guys caught him and stood him up. "What's you're fucking problem Jason? I already saw it don't lie about it just let us have a look." "I said I don't have anything, ok?" "You know what Jason? You got a real fucking attitude problem you know that?" "Yea go to hell Brandon!" As soon as Jason said this he knew he was saying something that was going to throw Brandon over the edge. Brandon was just one of those guys that you didn't push. Brandon swung at him and Jason ducked. His fist collided with a locker and he wailed. "You mother fucker!" Jason grabbed Brandon's head, and punched him in the chest three times. Jason then slammed his face first into the locker and the blood started to flow. The blood was running all down Brandon's face and chest. "You broke my nose you asshole." Brandon pulled a knife from his pocket and pressed the button. The switch blade popped out and Brandon took a swipe at Jason. The knife caught Jason's right arm. Jason arched over grabbing his arm and moaning. Brandon leaped on top of Jason and started pounding away. At that moment the coach came running in, and pulled Brandon off of Jason. "What the hell is going on you two?" Brandon stood up yelling and pointing at Jason. "That dick licker started it!" A voice from the back of the room spoke up. "That's bullshit and you know it Brandon." The coach was pissed, the coach was always mad but not like this. "Everyone else get the hell out of here and get dressed! And not another word! As for you two get dressed and shut the fuck up I'll be right back, don't even think about moving from this locker room." Coach hadn't even seen Jason's arm yet. He turned to walk to the doorway and had barely reached it when Brandon jumped up and ran into Jason's stomach headfirst. Brandon racked Jason in the balls once with his heavy fist. Jason plowed Brandon to the ground and started punching and hitting him. A surge of adrenaline rushed through Jason and he just kept on hitting him. Jason was hitting Brandon's face as hard as he could. "How's it feel fuckhead you dirty son of a bitch." "You mother fucker!" "Eat shit!" Coach pulled Jason off and threw him up against the wall. He slammed into the wall half standing up. Jason stood up and looked around. Brandon had cuts all over his face one on his left cheek one on his chin and one right below his eye. A pool of blood was forming on the floor and Brandon just laid there in it screaming. Another crowd had formed and they were all staring at Jason. The coach was screaming. "Thomas! Thomas, get in here now!" The teacher aid Thomas walked in and saw the blood. "Holly shit, what the fuck happened?" Coach pointed one finger at Jason and shouted. "HIM! Thomas, stay here with Brandon I have to go call 911." The coach jumped up and walked over to Jason. He grabbed Jason's arm and pulled him up. Coach slammed his arm against the wall and Jason let out a scream. "What the fuck happened to your arm?" "That asshole had a knife!" The coach shot his head around but there was no knife in sight. Somebody loyal to Brandon must have picked it up. Coach ran out of the locker room screaming. Jason opened his locker pulled out his clothes closed the locker and sat down applying pressure to his arm. Thomas's eyes were wide and he was trying to calm down Brandon. Thomas looked at Jason and spoke very clearly and calmly. "What happened here?" Jason spoke with out even looking, Thomas was a year older than Jason was, and they had always gotten along. "It was Brandon, he started it." "Yea and it looks like you finished it." Through gurgled screams Brandon shouted. "You mother fucker, you mother fucker! Just wait, just you fucking wait!" "Yea look who's laughing now!" Jason's friends came over and picked up Jason' clothes and started getting him dressed. Jason's friends finished getting him dressed and put his sweater behind him. Jason's sweater was white and his chest was partly covered in blood from his arm. Jason sat down and just then coach came back in with two medics and a police officer. The medics put towels around both Jason and Brandon and walked them outside. Jason had to have help because he was feeling kind of dizzy from the sight of all that blood. The whole school was there and watching the cops, the medics and the two of them. The story had already got around nobody really knew what had happened because the kids in the locker room had been told not to talk about it. They all knew that this was Brandon's fault, if he had only kept his mouth shut. The medics took them both in separate ambulances to the hospital. In the ambulance, the medics were pretty messed up about the whole situation. The two medics were talking to each other as if Jason wasn't even there. "What the hell man? What's the world coming to when we have to drive to a high school to pick up to kids that beat the shit out of each other? I mean you think this kid got it bad, you should have seen the other one. That kid will probably need about twenty-five stitches. He had cuts all over his face and his nose is probably broken." "Damn and they did that to each other?" "Yea just some fight in a gym room. The other kid had a knife and used it on this one. Shit what's the world coming to?" Jason sat there strapped down to the stretcher. His arm still aching. Jason looked up at the driver and the passenger. "How long is this going to take I really half to get home?" "Oh you're awake! I thought you were out cold." "Umm, yea, so how long is this going to take?" "Kid, are you ok? You just got your arm cut by somebody you probably called a friend." "Well my arm really hurts, and I didn't exactly ever call Brandon my friend." "Um, yea kid, I don't think that you ever will." "So what am I looking at here?" "About eleven stitches I would think. And some police charges." "What do you mean police charges?" "You're probably going to be charged with disturbing the peace or something like that." "Yea but he started it." "The law doesn't care who started it." "Oh shit!" The paramedic pulled a syringe out of a plastic case and shot Jason in the arm. It stung for a minute then a warm calming feeling came over him. Jason closed his eyes and started to relax. Jason closed his eyes and just lay there thinking. Jason must have blacked out because the next thing he remembered was hearing his mother's voice talking to him. "Jason, Jason? Can you here me Jason?" Jason opened his eyes and everything was fuzzy. It took a moment and everything became clear. His mother was on the left side of him and a cop was standing at the foot of the bed. "Mom?" "Jason are you ok?" "Umm, yea mom I'm fine." "Jason I want you to think really, really hard what happened in the locker room today?" "I...we...Brandon..." A nurse walked in and brushed the cop out of the way. "He won't be telling anybody much with all the drugs we gave him. Give him a few hours then he'll be ready to talk." It took a lot of effort but Jason managed to lift his head and look at his mother. "Mom...I...want...I want to go home." "We have to find out what happened first." "No I want to go home!" The cop at the end of the bed stepped forward and stood at the foot of the bed. "Kid you're not going anywhere until I find out what happened today." Jason's mother stepped forward and pointed one finger at the cop. "Hey! Leave him alone! You heard the reports. He didn't do anything but defend himself." "It was Brandon; I was just defending myself. He was harassing me and wouldn't leave me alone. I was just defending myself! Brandon pulled a knife on me!" "He didn't pull the knife on you till you broke his nose." Jason's mother took another step towards the cop and put her hands on her hips. "Are you defending that boy?" "No Ma'me, I'm just trying to find out what happened." The nurse walked over and was adjusting something on the side of his bed. Suddenly his head felt very heavy. Jason could hear his mother arguing with the cop. "No! No! No! You can't do that! He's not a criminal; he's a sixteen-year-old boy. No you can't do that. It's not necessary; he won't run I know my son, he won't run!" "Ma'me, I don't know that." Jason's head fell to the pillow and the ceiling above him began to spin then everything went black.