Date: Fri, 30 Nov 2012 17:23:40 -0800 (PST)
From: xxxxxxxxxx <beardog2@yahoo.com>
Subject: me and Sam part 8

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My heart sang as I spied Sam riding up to my house. God, I couldn't believe
how much he had come to mean to me in such a short time. Maybe it was due
to the fact that I hadn't any real friends in such a long time or more than
likely it was knowing he was as much in love with me as I was with
him. Regardless, I was thrilled to see him!

Either way I was happier than I had been in a long, long time. I had only
been existing but not really living before Sam came into my life. I finally
had someone in my life I cared for.

My folks and the G's talked for 1/2 hour the night before and had gotten to
know each other a little. They decided to let us work out which days would
be best for us to study. Days that we took the bus my folks or the G's
would get Sam back home, otherwise I'd walk him home or we'd ride our
bikes. Sam and I would talk about it during school and figure it all out.

Before Sam could knock I had the door open and smiled into those pale blue
eyes. Sam's smile was at least as bright as mine if not brighter. Once
again the butterflies took over and I was just overwhelmed by his
beauty. I'd say handsome but to me he was just perfect , beautiful and
flawless. Which of course he wasn't but to me he was all that and much,
much more.

Being 13 years old and in love for the first time will do that to you I
guess. Some people will say 13 year olds are incapable of such a love but I
beg to differ. I know what I felt then and still feel the same to this
day. Some people go through their whole lives without finding such a love
like that but I know there are those of us out there that have experienced
it for themselves. Are you one of the lucky ones? I hope so.

"Morning Mike, Have you got all your stuff ready for gym today?" Sam
winked.

He was obviously looking forward to seeing me naked and probably the other
guys as well. I certainly was. What 13 year old gay boy wouldn't enjoy
stealing peaks at his classmates while showering?  I was definitely curious
to see Max and Chris's equipment. Todd's also. I was hoping he had a little
dink so I could rub his face in it enough to get him to swing at me, that
way I could fuck him up in self defense. I'd been thinking of ways to
provoke him into doing just that.

"Shit," I swore, "With all the drama last night I forgot to ask my Dad if
we could go out and pick a jock up."

"I got your ass covered, heeheehee. I thought you might so I brought you
one Gramps picked up for me earlier. It's too big for me, I guess he was
hoping I was hung like a porn star! I was too embarrassed to return it so I
picked up a smaller one for me. Also I picked a new set of shorts and
sneakers that caught my eye while I was at it."

Sam always dressed nicely with pricey clothes that fit him well. He had the
money from his trust fund and didn't have much else to spend it on, so
clothes were high on his list. He never grew out of the need to dress well
and I've still kept my taste for T-shirts and levis.

" Thanks Sam, come in while I toss my shit together."

"If we don't change out and shower after gym coach Perkins takes points off
for the day. Too many points off and you'll fail. You'll have to sit out
the day if you're not wearing a jock and believe me - he checks for the
first week 'til we get into the habit of wearing the damn things." said
Sam.

"Checks? What do mean, checks?" I thought this was pretty weird. I didn't
want some middle aged dude sticking his hand down the front of my shorts to
see if I was wearing a jock strap.

"He just makes sure you've brought one and as we head out of the locker
room you just show him that your wearing it by showing him waistband. Why
what did you think he did?" Sam was smiling at my obvious discomfort.

"I'm not sure but definitely don't want him groping me."

"Nah, he'd get his ass fired at the very least if he tried something like
that."

"OK, cool , let's go."

Sam followed me up to my room as we were talking. Dad had already left for
work and Mom was downstairs doing some laundry. I grabbed my sneakers,
T-shirt and shorts tossing it all into book bag. I couldn't help myself and
took Sam into an embrace and lowered my lips to his. Again it felt like
electricity flowed between us as I ran my fingers through that long silky
hair of his. At the same time he ran his across the bristles that was left
my hair. Just having him touch my head like that caused me to start shaking
and going weak in the knees. It felt awesome to say the least. When other
people had touched me like that in the past I found it annoying, but when
Sam did it, well it turned me on in a big way.

My cock immediately stiffened as he pressed into me but I knew we had to
end it before things got out of control and I shot off into my pants
again. Either that or Mom might come up and catch us. I broke away from him
with a gasp and suggested we take it back up later that day when we
studied. Smiling like a Cheshire cat he adjusted himself while agreeing.

On our way past my bathroom I stopped to add a towel to my bag but Sam told
me the school supplied them. We hurried downstairs and said goodbye to my
Mom on the way out. She told Sam how nice he looked and added that she
wished that I would lose the jeans and t-shirt look and dress a little
better for a change.

"Aw Mom , you know I'm comfortable like this" I moaned.

"I know, Mikey" as she ran here hands across my head just as Sam had done a
moment before - but without the same results.

We hopped on our bikes, hit the trail and arrived at school with time to
spare. We greeted both Max and Chris who were already sitting at our table,
Jim was nowhere to be seen. Shit, I hoped he hadn't chickened out. He had
seemed so sincere yesterday. Even though we had gotten off to a bad start I
still wanted to be friends with him.

Jim was a good looking kid with curly light brown hair that fell just below
his ears.. His lips were full and looked like they'd be very good to
kiss. His large hazel eyes paired up well with his button like nose. He had
an average build and a good size package up front. His ass was heart shaped
and stood out slightly more than the other guys butts that I had checked
out. If I wasn't so head over heals in love with Sam I thought I'd like to
try those lips of his out. Not only all that but the guys had mentioned he
was one of the best artists in the whole school, he could draw just about
anything.

"Hey guys. You seen Jim anywhere?" I asked while looking over to where
Todd's group always sat. Nope, at least he wasn't there. Todd gave me the
jerking off motion which I returned with the finger. As usual the whole
cafe seemed to be following along.

Before they could answer Sam spied him entering the cafe and heading right
for our table. Sitting down he looked like he had been up all night. With a
tremble in his voice and worried look on his face he began while looking
directly at me;

"Todd called me a bunch of times last night and my Mom kept telling him I
was busy. Finally he told her he'd see me at school tomorrow - real nasty
like. So I guess he heard about your offer from one of the other guys. I
told her we had a falling out and that I wasn't hanging out with him
anymore."

 He paused here and took a deep breath before continuing.

 "Her and my Dad are real happy because my grades have been falling and she
thought I was spending way to much time at his house. We were supposed to
be studying over there ...but, well, never mind."  He looked embarrassed as
he hurried on, "She doesn't like Todd and he knows it so he always insisted
that I come over to to his house. They're both glad and hope that I'm
finished with that creep for good, and that was that."

He was red in the face and I thought he had almost let something slip out
that he didn't want us to know. The rest of the guys didn't appear to catch
it but I did. I thought I'd ask Sam about it when were alone.

"Jim, I meant every word I said. Fuck him. You have us now and the five of
us will stick together. In another week or so he'll be the one sitting by
himself. The rest of em might not join us but they won't be sitting with
him either I can tell ya that."

 The rest of the guys all nodded in agreement and repeated fuck him all
around or something similar. Jim looked relieved and once again started to
apologize - the guys wouldn't have any of it. In different ways but gently
they told him to knock it off and that he was one of us now for better or
worse.

Jim , meanwhile, looking over my shoulder said that Todd was glaring our
way. I knew this was bothering him more than it should. I mean what the
hell could Todd really do about it. So what? Jim didn't want to hang out
with him anymore. They might get into a fist fight over it or exchange
insults in the hallway but then it would be over, right?

"Good, let the little pussy glare. He ain't got the balls to do much more
than that. If he does I'm telling ya he's gonna regret it!"

The warning bell rang and Jim led his group now smaller by one past our
table. He suddenly stopped and snarled at Jim in a loud voice;

"So you decided to sit with the queers instead of your friends, huh
faggot?"

As he was spewing that garbage I got up quickly and into his face. I was
fast and it threw him off guard. As he backed up trying to get away from me
he tripped over his henchman Ronnie's feet and landed on his ass hard.

"What the fuck Baby Huey!" Like it was Ronnie's fault.

 Ronnie was the tallest kid in the 8th grade and over weight with a big
gut, he had a slightly slow look about him. He was in the Core class so we
didn't see much of him other than the few times he was with Todd's group.

 A couple of the teachers were heading our way so I reached down my hand to
help him up , which he surprisingly took. When he was half way up I
squeezed his hand as hard as I dared to without breaking it. I had him at a
great disadvantage as I had gripped his knuckles with the meat of my hand
and applied pressure. He yelped like a dog that's had it's tail stepped on
and I let him go only to land hard on this ass once again.

All the kids nearby started laughing as I said " Whoops, Sorry Todd." I was
enjoying this immensely.

"Fuck off" was all he could manage to spit out.

Coach Perkins reached us first with Mrs. Cole not far behind him. They had
clearly heard Todd tell me fuck off. Perkins grabbed him by the arm,
hauling him to his feet.

"Come on Todd, to the office."

Todd was red in the face and pretty pissed off that I had made a fool of
him in front of the whole cafe. I suspected he was more angry about losing
Jim.

"Why me? I didn't do nothing!" he spat.

"One, I watched as you come over to these guys to cause trouble (while
sweeping his hand at us) and two, I heard what you said to Jim. I don't
know what's going on between all of you but you can bet I'll be keeping my
eye on all of you. Three, I also heard what you said to Mike after he tried
helping you up." And with that he pulled Todd along towards the office.

Mrs. Cole told us to head on off to class before we were late and gave me a
slight smile as she left us. Ronnie, who hung with Todd only occasionally,
grinned at me before leaving and said;

"You know, you're alright. Todd's had that coming for awhile now and I
think I'm gonna sit back and enjoy the show. You guys won't have any
trouble from me." He ended by ruffling Sam's hair on his way.

"You're alright too, short stuff." as he left us.


			     To be continued.



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