Date: Thu, 07 Jun 2001 13:33:35
From: Chip Dyp <chipdyp@hotmail.com>
Subject: Judgment Error 28

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Judgment Error 28
by:  Chip Dyp  (chipdyp@hotmail.com)

	Ian stared at the ceiling of his room and sighed again. It was almost 12:30
in the morning and he still was unable to fall asleep. He rolled over onto
his side and flipped on the nightlight. The dim light cast shadows
throughout the room, but when Ian lifted his blanket, he could see what was
keeping him awake. He was rock hard.

	"You know, you aren't playing fair. I can't even take care of you," Ian
said to his cock. As Ian glared at his tumescent erection, he heard his
therapist ask why he couldn't take care of his little problem.

	"It's your body," Her voice said. "You have control."

	Ian looked down his thin body at the bulge in his underwear. It was a nice
size, a little bigger than one would expect on a guy his height, but nothing
hideously large.

	Taking a deep breath, Ian pulled down his underwear and threw back the
covers. He stared at his erection for several seconds, watching it bounce in
time with his heart. It was very, very pale, lacking all pigmentation like
the rest of his body. It was nothing like what David or Rob or Will had
hanging between their legs.

	Reaching down with his left hand, Ian took hold and gently peeled back his
foreskin. The cool air felt so good against the precum soaked glans. Ian
whimpered, and smiled. He hadn't done this in a long time. He could remember
a time where he'd masturbate two or three times a day, even when he was with
Colin. Tentatively Ian pulled the skin back and forth. His body shook and he
gasped. "Oh God," he moaned.

	As his hand glided up and down his manhood, Ian's thoughts darted in
amongst his memories of David. David holding him tight, David kissing his
chest, David wearing Funderoos, David swallowing him whole. Ian whimpered as
his mind played back a fantasy where David was slurping away like he had
just found a lollipop.

	"Come on, baby," David said. "Gimme the cream."

	Ian groaned and spread his legs wider. His cock burped a stream of precum
that coated his smooth sensitive head. Ian heart began to race and his
breathing grew deeper and deeper. He could never remember it being this
good.

	He groaned and began thinking about David again. He could picture David
lying on his bed, with his legs in the air. David suckling on his nipple.
Will down between legs slurping away on his cock. Ian's hand stopped as his
eyes popped open and he let out a giggle. He closed his eyes and let go of
what inhibitions he had left. David was down between his legs, licking him
like he was an ice cream cone. "Oh God," he groaned.

	Ian's hand became a blur as he pounded his flesh. It felt so good. It felt
so right. His back arched and he pushed his hips skyward. Spasms rippled
through his body shooting his seed high into the air. Ian kept on stroking
as if his life depended on it as stream after stream shot through the air.
"Oh!"

	Ian continued stroking his cock as it became more and more sensitive. He
let out a little yelp as his balls were drawn up and let loose a second load
of his seed. Ian's stomach muscles tightened up, pulling his widespread
knees to his chest. This was how it was supposed to be, Ian thought.

	Slowly, Ian stretched out his legs and caught his breath. His body was
covered with a thin sheen of sweat, which cooled him rapidly. Ian pumped his
fist and stared at the ceiling. He had done it. He could masturbate again.
"Now all I have to do is try to remember that I don't want to shoot cum
everywhere," He whispered. Ian giggled as he pulled the blankets and sheets
over his cool body. He could clean up tomorrow. For now, he needed a little
sleep.

		 *	*	*	*	*	*

	"If we have anymore April showers, we're gonna have May flowers coming out
of our asses," David grumped. He stared out the window of the Sunfire as Ian
took a turn rather sharply and cut off a slower moving car. "Jesus! Could
you please try not to get us killed on the way to school?"

	"He was going 35 in a 50 zone. He's the hazard to traffic, not me." Ian
looked at David and smiled. "You're sexy when you're terrified."

	"Yeah, well. Whenever I'm in the car with you, I'm terrified."

	Ian laughed and tapped the brake as he weaved past a slow moving
Oldsmobile. "So, what are you doing this weekend?"

	"Homework. Lots and lots of homework."

	"You're no fun."

	"Well, what did you have in mind?" David flinched as Ian flew over the
railroad tracks and through an amber light.

	"Supper, movie, sleep over?"

	"Okay, but I'll have to do my homework on Saturday."

	"Cool." Ian cut across a lane of traffic and darted into the turning lane
for the student parking lot. As he slowed to find a parking spot, he thought
about telling David the good news. Spying a spot, Ian cranked the wheel over
and parked the car. Turning off the engine, he looked over at David and
smiled. "We're here."

	"And in one piece, I'm impressed."

	"You should be." Ian reached out and touched David's arm as he opened the
door. "Wait, I want to tell you something."

	David smiled at Ian and pulled the door closed. "What?"

	"Guess what I did last night?"

	"What did you do last night?"

	"I jerked off."

	"Are you serious?" David jaw dropped and his smile grew larger.

	Ian nodded. "Yep, it felt so good to finally release a little tension."

	"Oh man, that's great."

	"And I owe it all to my therapist. She's the one who helped me work through
my problems." Ian smiled slyly at David. "You helped out a lot too."

	"I didn't do anything." David blushed and smiled.

	"Oh, trust me. You helped a whole lot. You were quite... skilled."

	David scrunched his face up and looked at Ian oddly. Then it hit him. His
eyes opened wide and his jaw dropped. "You pervert!"

	Ian laughed. "No, perverted was when Will dropped by."

	David started laughing out loud. "Yeah, that's perverted. Kinda kinky,
too."

	"Well, let's keep this to ourselves, all right?"

	"You got it, babe. Maybe sometime I'll tell you about Rob's little romps
through my fantasies."

	Ian smiled and looked down at the steering wheel. "You know, I think with a
little more time we'll be able to explore new areas of our relationship."

	"Explore new areas of our relationship?"

	"That's how my therapist refers to you and me having sex."

	David laughed and kissed Ian on the cheek. "There's no hurry, Ian. Slow and
steady."

	"I know, I know. I think I might actually be ready for it this weekend
though. I know I wanna watch you spank the monkey."

	David laughed. "I dunno. I might get stage fright or performance anxiety."
David paused and sat up. "Does this mean I'd get to watch you?"

	"Maybe." Ian was going to continue when the first bell rang. "Shit, we'd
better get going."

	"Yeah, or we're gonna end up staying after school. See you in fifth."

	"Yeah, see you in fifth." Ian pouted as he got out of the car. It wasn't
fair. He and David only had one class together this term. On the other hand,
without David there to draw his attention away, he could stay focused on
what the teacher was saying. Not that it mattered. His marks were still
great.

	As Ian walked into his first period class the final bell rang. The teacher
looked up and scowled as Ian quickly took his seat. "Please try to be a
little more punctual, Mr. Reynolds."

	"Yes Ms. Jones."

	"All right class, I want you to split into groups of two and work on this
study sheet for your exam next week."

	Ian looked up and caught Will's eye. Will nodded and walked back to Ian's
desk. He spun the desk in front of Ian's around and smiled at his friend.
"Almost late again."

	"Yeah."

	"You guys have gotta be faster giving each other good bye kisses."

	"It's not my fault David's so hot."

	Will rolled his eyes and opened his textbook. "Hey, have you seen Paul
lately?"

	"Not for a while. Why?"

	"He's still got my Charlie's Angels soundtrack."

	"Ahhh. He's probably out sick with the flu or something."

	"I guess, but I guess his mom hasn't been at work for the past couple of
days either."

	"Why don't you drop by his house after school? I'm sure if he were sick,
he'd love to see someone. Sick people always like seeing people. Makes them
feel connected."

	"Yeah, I guess I should. He was my best friend in elementary school."

	Ian smiled. "You guys ever play doctor? He's kinda cute."

	"None of your business!" Will exclaimed.

	Ian tried his hardest to pout but ended up grinning. "I'll have to ask your
mom. She has some great stories about you when you were young."

	Will shook his head and looked down at his textbook. "What do you think the
answer is to question one?"

	Ian laughed. He looked at the study sheet. "Oh sure, change the topic." He
looked at the study sheet. "I have no idea. I'm pretty sure that we took
notes about it though."

		 *	*	*	*	*	*

	Paul's head lolled to the side. He was so tired. He had never thought it
would all end like this. His head swam from the medications he had been
filled with, and his mouth was so dry. He yearned for a sip of water.

	Paul heard a voice call out from above him. "Feeling better today, Paul?"

	Paul just barely managed to shake his head. He didn't feel any better.

	"Well, we'll see if we can't make the pain go away. It's going to be a busy
day. We'll be checking out your classmates later this afternoon." Paul felt
the needle as it was inserted into a vein. His eyes closed as the pain
stopped.

		 *	*	*	*	*	*

	David stared out the window as he daydreamed about Ian. It was nice to
dream about making love to Ian. Rubbing his chest, kissing his forehead,
stroking his... well, stroking it wouldn't be as fun as licking it. David
smiled at that thought and coughed. He covered his mouth and coughed again.
The coughing continued long enough that the teacher finally said something.
"Mr. Cameron, go get yourself a drink of water."

	"Yes, Mr. MacLeod."

	David stood up and walked out of the classroom and down the hallway,
coughing the whole way. He pressed the button on the fountain and closed his
eyes as he went to get a drink. He sputtered as he received a spray of water
to the face. "What the fuck!"

	"Hello, fuckhead. Can't drink without getting all wet?" Keith asked. He
sneered at David before continuing on his way.

	"Prick," David whispered under his breath. He bent down and drank from the
fountain. The cool water soothed his throat and got rid of his cough. He
wiped his arm across his forehead, and continued back to class.

	"Feeling better, Mr. Cameron?"

	"Yes, Mr. MacLeod."

	"Good, continue with your work please."

	"Yes, Mr. MacLeod."

	David smiled at Erin as he picked up his pen and started working on his
assignment. At least it wasn't too terribly difficult.

	Erin grinned back at David and coughed a couple of times. She cleared her
throat and turned back to her textbook.

		 *	*	*	*	*	*

	Rob walked into the cafeteria and plopped his books down beside Jennifer's.
He'd had a test last class, and it had been a bitch. He knew he got a good
mark on it though, and that was all that mattered.

	"So, how was the test?" David asked as he and Erin walked into the
cafeteria.

	"Hard. Very, very hard." Rob smiled as he saw Jennifer walking towards the
table with a tray of food. "Hey baby." Rob kissed Jennifer on the cheek and
took the tray from her. Erin and David said hi to Jennifer before hurrying
to get in line.

	"So, how was the test?" Jennifer asked.

	"Hard, but I aced it."

	"Good. I'm proud of you. You've been working your ass off to get a good
mark in that class."

	"And I've been neglecting you." Rob sat down next to Jennifer and gave her
a kiss on the cheek.

	"Mmm, I think we'll be able to make up for a little lost time this
weekend."

	"That sounds good to me," Rob whispered. As he leaned in to kiss Jennifer,
she coughed a couple of times.

	"God, the air is so dry." Jennifer took a sip of her Mountain Dew before
leaning over to kiss Rob.

	"Get a room," David said plopping his tray down across from Jennifer.

	Erin laughed as she put her tray down beside David. "No doubt."

	"Excuse me, Miss 'I was just checking Will's tonsils'."

	Rob and David laughed as Erin turned bright red. "I didn't expect Mrs.
Ridel to be there so early," Erin said in her defence.

	"Yeah, but 'I'm just checking Will's tonsils'?"

	Erin giggled. "What else could I say?"

	David coughed a couple of times before clearing his throat. He opened his
pop and took a quick sip to soothe his throat.

	"Having problems with the dry air, David?" Jennifer asked.

	"Yeah, I don't know what it is."

	"Spring," Rob said between bites. "It's always like this for a week or two
until they get the ventilation system changed over."

	"I guess," Erin said. She stabbed her fork into her salad and took a bite.

	"So, what are you guys doing this weekend?" Jennifer asked.

	"Not a lot," David said. "I have a big Calculus test next Monday, so
Saturday is going to be spent studying."

	"And tonight?"

	"Ian and I are going on a date. What about you and Rob?"

	"We're going on a date tonight, and then studying tomorrow. That bloody
calculus test sure fucked up the weekend."

	"See, that's why you should be dumb at math like me," Erin said. "No
calculus tests."

	David laughed and dipped a fry. "True, but not everyone can be an artist
like you."

	"Very true. I guess I should work on my photography portfolio this
weekend."

	"I still think an exhibit of pictures of Will naked is a good idea. Or the
football team; I'm not picky."

	"No, you're just a pervert." Jennifer said tossing a fry at David. "There
will be no naked pictures of the football team.

	"Or of my boyfriend," Erin added. "Now, if you and Ian wanna pose."

	"Are you insane? I'm not sharing Ian's hot little body with anyone."

	Erin, Jennifer and Rob all laughed at David. "But we're supposed to share
our boyfriends with you?" Erin asked.

	"Well, I'd be happy with pictures, but if Will and Rob would like to put on
a show..."

	Rob smiled at David. "God, you have a one track mind."

	David smiled back at Rob and continued eating. He wanted to finish the work
Mr. MacLeod had assigned them so he didn't have to worry about it this
weekend. The calculus exam was more than enough to worry about.

		 *	*	*	*	*	*

	Ian and Will ran into each other in the hallway on the way to the cafeteria
like they always did. They dropped their books off in their lockers, and
continued on to the cafeteria.  They were in no hurry. There was always a
huge line-up for the first five or ten minutes.

	"So, have you started studying for that calculus test Monday?"

	"A little. I'm going to study Saturday and Sunday."

	"Not hanging out with David this weekend?"

	"Just tonight. He's really worried about this next test. He bombed the
first one."

	"Yeah, but I think he's caught on. He seems to know what he's talking
about."

	"That's only because he's been working his ass off. He started studying for
this test after he got the last one back."

	"Well, why don't you help him? You're a brainiac."

	"I can't."

	"Because you guys are going out?"

	"Yeah. It's tough, because I want to help him."

	"I know." Will wrapped his arm around Ian's shoulder and pulled him close.
"Erin and I can't study together, either."

	"I don't think Rob and Jennifer study together either."

	Will shook his head. "Nope. Jennifer says that just can't study with Rob.
Something about his study habits and hers not being compatible."

	"Rob talks to himself." Ian said. "At least that's what she said. It drove
Jennifer insane the one and only time they studied together."

	Will laughed. "I didn't know that."

	"Well, now you do."

	The boys entered the cafeteria and grabbed a place in line. "So, do you
think this test is going to be hard?"

	"Oh yeah. Mr. Rice likes failing students."

	"Great."

	After the boys paid for their food, they headed to their usual table. "Hey,
Jason. Have you seen Paul?"

	"He's been sick for the past few days," Jason said before sneezing
repeatedly. He wiped his nose and looked up at Ian and Will. "I hope I
didn't catch what he had. He was so sick he couldn't even talk on the
phone."

	"That sucks," Ian said. "I always hate being sick."

	"I think I'm going to go home. I just can't handle being here anymore. My
head hurts, my sinuses hurt, and my hair hurts. Can I borrow your notes for
computer science next week?"

	"No problem, man. Go home and get better."

	"Thanks, Ian. See you Will."

	"Get better soon, Jason," Will said. He smiled up at his sick friend and
watched as he staggered out of the cafeteria. "You know. I bet he felt like
shit this morning, and yet he still came to school."

	"He doesn't like missing classes. He doesn't have a lot of friends."

	"What do you mean?"

	Ian shrugged and finished swallowing a bite of his burger. "He told me he
doesn't have a lot of friends, so if he misses a class he can't always get
the notes."

	"He's got friends." Will protested.

	Ian held his hands up. "I know that, but he's got some self-esteem
problems."

	"I guess." Will picked at his fries and looked at Ian. "You know, Jason,
Paul and I used to be best friends. We always hung out together."

	"People grow apart."

	"Yeah, but he and Paul never grew apart."

	Ian shrugged and bit his tongue. "It happens, Will."

	"I guess. I think I'm gonna try and spend a little more time with them."

	"Cool."

	Ian smiled and took another bite of his burger. He would tell Will about
his suspicions some other time.

		 *	*	*	*	*	*

	Ian and Will ran into their friends on their way down to the computer lab.
When the school had been built, personal computers were still a gleam in
Steve Jobs eye. The Apple II hadn't made it possible for schools to have
computer labs. So, when they school finally got its first computer lab, it
had to be installed where there was space. The school renovated a large room
in the basement, and turned it into a brightly lit computer space. The Apple
II's were long gone, but the lab was still in the basement.

	"You figure out that Java problem?" Erin asked Will as she gave him a kiss
on the cheek.

	"You betcha, and I didn't even need Ian's help."

	Erin looked at Ian and raised an eyebrow. "I didn't even know what he was
working on. I was to busy with my book," Ian said.

	"Good. You won't learn anything if you rely on Ian to help you with your
problems."

	"I know, I know. I've learned my lesson."

	Rob looked at Will and smiled. "I was just checking Will's tonsils?"

	"All right, so we got busted kissing in your mom's classroom."

	The six friends laughed and continued down the hallway to the basement.

	Upon entering the computer lab, they each grabbed a seat in front of a
graphite iMac and logged into the file server. Mr. Taffan had just finished
his explanation and was helping a student with a problem when there was a
loud bang out in the hallway.

	The students all looked around at each other. Mr. Taffan walked over to the
door to see what was going on.

	As he cleared the last row of computers, the door flew open with a loud
crash. The class watched as a hooded figure, dressed in black entered the
classroom. The blood drained from Mr. Taffan's face as he recognised the
intruder.

	Slowly, the figure pulled back the hood. "Hello Mr. Taffan, I hope you
don't mind me sitting in on this class."

	Ian's jaw dropped open as he recognised the voice. "Stefan," he whispered.

	Stefan turned to face the class and smiled. "Hello class, I'm here to teach
you all a very important lesson." He stared right at Ian and his face drew
back in anger. "Don't fuck with me."

Continued.