Date: Sat, 20 Jun 2009 21:21:44 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tomm Nobody <tomm_the_writter@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mosquito Journal Chapter 2

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Thanks for the feedback. I will try to answer every email sent to me
(tomm_the_writter@yahoo.com). Here is the next chapter of Mosquito Journal,
tell me what you think. (a side note here, **** = flashback, this story is
written as Alex writing the story a year later for a reason to be stated at
the end, thus the name Mosquito Journal)


			  Mosquito Journal Part 2


June 20, 2009

	I guess I should start out to say that Zac and I didn't do anything
farther than making out that night, even though we wanted to. The next day
we had band camp so we didn't want to be worn out, especially since we
started marching right after the meeting.

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	"Alright kids, we have a few announcements," Mr. Conway said during
our pre-band camp meeting. "As you might have noticed, Mark is not going to
be with us this year due to personal issues. I know what you are thinking,
"Who is going to be Drum Major then," well, my assistants Mr. Gipson,
Mrs. Chapman, and I all agree on one student taking his place...Alex, will
you come up here and introduce yourself to those who don't know you?"

	"Hey guys, I'm Alex Vice, French horn section leader, and now Drum
Major. I have prepared myself all summer for this position, and I KNOW that
if we all give it our 110%, we will WIN STATE, instead of getting 9th like
we did last year. Now as ya'll know, we are going to be classified as 3A
this year, the bands will be bigger, their sound louder, but we will be
better; you wanna know why, because we are MUSTANGS!" I said to cheers from
the whole band.

	"Thank you Alex, now everyone outside on your spot, Alex is going
to do his first duty as Drum Major and get ya'll good and stretched before
I make ya'll march your butts off." Mr. Conway ordered.

	As the band grabbed their instruments, I grabbed my Drum Major
podium. I was the last one out of the band hall, or so I thought.

	"Hey Alex, congrats on making Drum Major." A voice said from behind
me.

	"Oh hey Victoria thanks. See ya on the field." I said.

	"Dude, you know she wanted Drum Major." Zac said coming out of
nowhere.

	"Yeah, I know, but I really don't think that anyone would listen to
her. Oh well...you know, we could go make out in one of the practice rooms
for like 3 minutes and no one will know." I jokingly replied.

	"It is tempting, but, we don't want you setting a bad example on
your first day do we?" Zac asked.

	"I guess not...hey, do you want to go out during lunch? Get some
subway maybe?" I asked.

	"Sure...we better get out there; I gotta get my new tuba players on
the right track before Conway gets on to us for being sloppy like he did
last year." He answered.

	Stretching was fun, I got to walk around and make sure everyone did
the stretches, but I mostly stared at all the cute guy's butts. Hey I'm a
teenage, what would you expect. Anyways, after stretches, I got the honor
of teaching all the incoming freshmen how to march while Mr. Conway made
everyone else do the basics.

	Before he released us for lunch, Mr. Conway had another brief
meeting.

	"Ok guys, great first morning out here. Alex, you are doing great,
I need to speak with you privately when I release ya'll. Everyone else, go
out to lunch, when ya'll get back, we will be inside working on the
marching music. This year's music is going to be a lot harder than last
years, I can tell you that much already. Alright guys, go eat."

	I told Zac to wait for me by my car and that I'd be out ASAP. I
went into Mr. Conway's office and waited.

	"Alex, I'm very proud of you, you are doing an excellent job, but I
have a question for you," Mr. Conway started, "What do you think about an
assistant Drum Major?"

	"Umm...That would be pretty cool, it would allow us to do more
things like split the band in half and send them in different directions,
plus, last year, it was pretty hard to see Mark at some places on the
field...but, who do you have in mind?" I asked.

	"Well, I have two people in mind, and I want you honest opinion on
them, I am basically letting you choose your assistant Drum Major." He
said.

	"Ok. That sounds good." I stated.

	"Alright, would you rather have Victoria or Zac?" He asked. "And
why?"

	"Umm...well, I don't really think that anyone would listen to
Victoria, she isn't really the nicest person in the world. She is also late
about 80% of the time. I think that Zac would be the better choice because
everyone likes him, and he is, well here 100% of the time." I said.

	"Ok. I agree with you. Will you have private lessons with Zac and
teach him what he needs to know?" Conway asked.

	"Of course I'll teach him the ropes. Do you mind if we start during
the second half of practice today, and maybe make the second half our
practice time for the rest of the week?" I asked.

	"That sounds like a great idea. You go take care of that; I'll let
you go tell Zac the good news." He answered.

	I went out to my car, found Zac, and told him everything. He seemed
pretty excited, but it might have been because he and I would have a whole
3 hours by ourselves while I "taught" him.

	Zac and I went to subway, holding hands in the car on the way
over. It felt nice to be able to finally hold his hand, but I wanted to
hold something else. After lunch, we both met up with Mr. Conway, he told
me to teach Zac the basic conducting styles of 4/4, ¾, and 2/4. We went
into the practice room that had a cover over the window so the girls to
change into their uniform on game nights. Once in there, I started our
lesson. It was a good thing that Zac and I had already practiced the styles
back in 8th grade band. All I had to do was remind him of some small
things.

	We practiced for about an hour, and then after we did all the 4/4,
¾, and 2/4 we could handle in a days work, we just sat and chilled.

	"Alex, about last night, I was serious, I have always felt this
feeling in my gut that I now know is love. All day long I haven't been able
to stop smiling. Call me old fashion, but I would like to do this right,
Alex, will you go out with me?" Zac asked.

	"Umm...let me think...I don't know...how about a hell YES..." I
replied before kissing him passionately.

	We kissed for awhile, then, we started feeling each other up. I
stuck my hand up his shirt from behind, feeling his warm, smooth, soft
skin, he did the same. We kissed some more. His hand traveled down my back
into my shorts. He caressed my butt, running both of his hands on my
cheeks. I pulled him in closer, held him against me, kissing him with a
fiery lust that only his tongue could put out. Both of our cocks were
pressed against each others. I moved one of my hands from his back to his
front, I reached into his pants. His cock was so warm to the touch, it felt
huge, it must have been about 9 inches long, and 4 inches around. I wanted
it. I wanted it now, but then, I remembered where we were.

	"Zac, as much as I love this, we gotta stop. We are in the band
hall. Anyone could open that door right now and we would both be screwed."
I said.

	"You're right...hey, do you want to spend the night tonight?" he
asked

	"Depends, where am I sleeping?" I asked

	"In front of me, behind me, on top of me, where ever you fall
asleep after I'm done with you." He replied.

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That's it for this chapter, tell me what you think, and tell me what you
like/don't like. Tell me what you wanna see happen. I got some ideas, but
I'm open minded.

-Tomm