Date: Sat, 28 Mar 2009 03:52:03 +0000
From: David Lee <dlee169@hotmail.com>
Subject: Second Chance, Ch. 16

Second Chance, Chapter 16

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Chapter 16

Eric awakened with a goofy grin on his face.  His boyfriend was asleep
beside him looking about age 12 with his hair tousled and a peaceful,
angelic expression on his face.

Last night, he had been anything but angelic when he had initiated their
mutual pleasure.  Like Blake, he had suggested working on the three-letter
word that was important in their relationship and had begun it the minute
they got back to their room after showering together.

He had started by sucking on Eric's toes and had worked his way up, not
missing an inch of the inner parts of his legs.  By the time he got to
Eric's perineum, Eric was dripping precum like a leaky faucet.  Mindful of
not wasting, Josh had continually lapped up the sticky offering until his
mouth got filled with several volleys of thicker substance.

Eric had hastened to return the favor, never going soft the whole time.  He
had achieved a second orgasm as Josh jacked him while being sucked off.

Just before falling asleep, they'd considered the possibility that they
were hornier after being surrounded for hours by other young studs.  The
experience hadn't made them want sex with other partners, but rather had
made sex with their own lover that much hotter!

In the early light of day, Eric thought about how lucky he was.  He
couldn't resist reaching over to touch the "pole" that was making a tent of
the top sheet.

Josh moaned lustfully as he opened his eyes and smiled at his boyfriend.

"Hold that thought!  I need to drain the lizard and then we'll continue
where you left off," he snickered.

"Wait for me, I need to pee too!"

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Two happy, relaxed teenagers were making breakfast when their fathers
straggled into the kitchen looking like they might have lost a bit of
sleep.  Josh couldn't resist having some fun at their expense.

"You `old guys' evidently don't have the stamina that we do," he said.

"Don't judge your elders until you're ready to match your totals to ours."
Ben grinned as he raised one eyebrow. "Want me to give you a blow by blow
account?  No pun intended!"

"Eew!  Too much information!" Josh laughed.  "I should know better than to
challenge my studly sire.  When will I ever learn?"

"He's a real love machine, for sure!  He initiated it the first time.  I
started the second.  Then he decided he wasn't done..." Scott grinned.

"Daaaad, don't talk like that when I'm getting ready to eat; oh, the images
it creates in my innocent mind!" Eric exclaimed in mock disgust.

"Yeah, like you boys aren't as bad or worse!"

----------

While their fathers went to a home improvement store to collect color
samples for paint, the boys retreated to their studio to enjoy one of the
last full days of freedom until Thanksgiving break.  Eric wanted to update
his diary, so Josh asked him to pose naked on the area rug propped up on
one elbow with his notebook and pen.  Eric needed to change the position of
his upper body several times because the pose was rather stressful on his
back if he held it too long.  Josh insisted that he take frequent breaks to
get up and stretch.  One of those breaks turned into a fifteen minute
"distraction".  Still, they got a lot done and Josh felt that he had enough
sketches for the basis of another classic nude painting.

"I'm going to hate to part with this one too, if it turns out to be half as
good as the sketches.  How can I miss with a yummy model like you?"

"Thanks, Babe, you taste good to me too!"

----------

In the afternoon, Eric caught sight of Blake sitting on the lower steps to
his apartment with his head in his hands.  He looked so forlorn that Eric
suggested to Josh that they should go down and talk to him.

"You look like you've lost your last friend," Josh said.  "Is there
anything we can do to cheer you up?"

"The hardware store had to lay off most of its part-time help because
business is down and since I was the last hired, I was the first to go.  If
you happen to have a new job for me, that's about the only thing that's
likely to cheer me up." Blake responded with a wan smile.

"Whoa, as a matter of fact we might!" Eric exclaimed.

The two teens went on to explain the offer that they'd had at the country
club.  They said that they would call to see if it was still open and would
accompany Blake to interview for it.

Within an hour, Blake was sitting in the back seat of Eric's convertible
and the trio was on the way to the club.  All three had their swimsuits on
under their shorts in order to take advantage of the pool whether or not
Blake got the position.  It was Josh's idea to be prepared.

Josh's foresight paid off because the first thing that Blake was asked to
do was to demonstrate that he was a skilled swimmer.  Despite the fact that
he had an instructor's certificate in his possession, he needed to prove
that he swam as well as Josh and Eric.

He passed with flying colors of course, and was offered the job on the
spot.  What had begun as a depressing afternoon had turned into one filled
with hope.  He was pleased when the boys asked him to critique their
strokes during the time that remained after he'd signed the contract.

When they were finished swimming laps, they hit the showers.  Josh and Eric
teased Blake that it was how he looked in a Speedo that got him the job
rather than his qualifications and experience.  A trim, sexy guy was always
a draw at the country club.  The "beautiful people" tended to like being
surrounded by handsome, young trainers.  Some of the mommies might want him
to "train" them too.  There were rumors about the golf pro...

As they were getting dressed, Eric and Blake joked about having to go
commando because "Mr.  Prepared" hadn't thought to remind them to pack
underwear.  Neither of them was upset about hanging free.

When they got home, Reese got the full story of Blake's topsy-turvy day.
Later, Reese and Blake spent a passionate hour in bed celebrating Blake's
new job.  The sex was especially intense and the experience became another
bit of brick and mortar in building their relationship.

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The first day of a new term at a new school can be a traumatic experience
for almost any teenager.  It wasn't like that for Eric because he had found
all of his classrooms, with Josh's help, back when he had registered.

It was also a day of shortened periods, which no one seemed to mind.  It
gave them a chance to get acquainted with their routine with less stress
than a full-length day.

Eric was pleased that Ms. Burgoyne had placed him in the junior level
"gifted and talented" homeroom.  Josh was there too because he had been a
part of that elite group since he was a freshman due to his art talent.
Normally the placement process took longer, but Mr. Shackford had helped
expedite it after reading the beginning of Eric's story and learning about
the awards he had received in the past few years.

Dylan was also in that homeroom.  It was mostly because of his high scores
in science, but he was evidently a good writer as well.

Eric felt comfortable in his new setting in a very short time because Josh
was in several of his classes and Dylan was in his advanced writing class.
Eric met Dylan on the way and offered to carry his backpack since he was
still not moving as fast as he normally would.  They managed to get to
class before the bell rang and Dylan introduced Eric to several nearby
students.

Eric knew that having well-liked classmates as friends didn't hurt at all
when it came to breaking into a new social circle.  He felt really lucky
that both Josh and Dylan seemed to fit into that category.

Several girls in the writing class viewed Eric as someone they'd like to
get to know better.  Girls tended to outnumber guys in that section, so
males stood out more – especially when they were intelligent and
articulate.

Eric and Josh's gym class met the last period of the day.  Most students
preferred that time and the older students, who registered first, were the
ones that normally filled it.  It was rare to have any younger ones in that
section.  Aaron Reid happened to be one of the few under-classmen to luck
out.

What Aaron saw as his good fortune was not greeted with the same enthusiasm
by Eric.  As soon as the freshman saw Josh and him, he staked his claim on
a locker next to theirs.

No one had to change clothes on day-one because the shortened schedule
didn't leave enough time for exercising and showering.  However, Aaron was
anticipating the chance to see Eric and Josh naked in future classes.  What
a treat!  Too bad gym met alternate days instead of every day.  Of course,
there was always swimming practice!

----------

Before lunch, all of the guys going out for swimming met with their coach,
Michael David.  He reminded them that he was not allowed to begin actively
coaching them until October.  They were, of course, encouraged to work out
in the weight room and to train in the pool together on their own.  He
would like to watch them swim that afternoon, but would only give a few
suggestions about what each should be working on and an idea of how they
might be sorted out.

At 2:00, most of the team showed up to swim a few laps.  Dylan was dressed
to swim, but had to take it easy so as not to overdo.  His strength was
returning, but he was definitely not back to par.  The coach suggested that
he concentrate on diving which would require skill, but less exertion.

Aaron was disappointed that most of the guys had shown up with their
Speedos on under their shorts.  He was still anticipating that they would
all shower before they left so that he'd get his fill of eye-candy.

Josh and Eric had assumed that they would be told to concentrate on diving
with Dylan, but after watching them do laps, Mr. David wanted them to work
on a four-man relay team with Garret Bradley and Aaron Reid.  Aaron was an
excellent swimmer. He had loads of raw talent, but he was somewhat erratic
in his performance.  He was likely to kick lots of upper-class ass if he
could become more consistent.  His brother, Dylan, was a seasoned swimmer
and would be on the relay team instead of Aaron when he healed completely.

While Eric was a bit nervous about being on the same team as Aaron because
of Aaron's evident crush on him, he was more concerned about the fact that
the brothers would be pitted against each other for the position.  He
wondered if it would drive a wedge between them or if one of them would set
aside his own ambitions in deference to the other.  Perhaps Dylan would
give his brother a chance.  Or maybe Aaron would hold back to let his
brother be in the lime-light knowing that, as a freshman, he would have
several more years to become a star swimmer.  Somehow, Aaron didn't seem
that altruistic.  "Brash" might be a more descriptive word.

At the end of the swimming session, the guys headed to the locker room to
shower.  Aaron was all eyes.  When he saw that both Eric and Josh were
uncut, he subconsciously licked his lips and his cock inflated to half mast
in a split second.  Unlike a lot of kids his age, he showed no
embarrassment.  In fact, he strutted into the shower proudly.

"Damn!" Eric swore softly.  "That kid is going to be a pain in the ass."

"With that bone he's sprouting, he could be!" Josh snickered.  "Ouch!"

Aaron's semi-hard was having an effect on some of the younger team members
who, with varying degrees of success, were trying not to sprout wood and
embarrass themselves.  The guys more used to being naked around other guys
fared better.  Josh and Eric managed pretty well because they had more
experience in covering their feelings and because they kept each other
reasonably well drained.

Eric and Josh were among the last guys entering the shower room when they
heard a ruckus.

"They shouldn't let little perverts like you on the swim team!"

"Who are you calling little?  I'm bigger than you are where it counts, lard
ass.  Want to check your dick up against mine?"

"Stay away from me creep!"

"Jake, lay off of my little bro!  Aaron, stop waving your weenie around and
get showered so we can go home."

"Who's gonna make me lay off this little queer?" Jake sneered.  "You're in
no shape to stop me.  Guys who get shot while doing drugs shouldn't be on
the team either."

"I had one beer and since it was not during season, the school isn't going
to worry about that.  I'll bet you've done worse."

Jake shoved Aaron to the floor and pushed Dylan into the wall.  He pulled
his arm back to take a swing at him, but found himself held back by several
other guys including Eric and Josh.

"Let me go," Jake bellowed like an enraged bull.

"Not until you settled down," Garret insisted.  "When you show us that
you're not going to hurt Aaron or Dylan, we'll let go."

After a couple of minutes of hard breathing, Jake relaxed enough that the
others figured it was safe to release him.  He was still glowering at
Dylan, but made no further move to assault him, partially because Garret
had placed himself between the two of them.  (Aaron was safely at the other
end of the shower room.) Jake hurled a few more verbal insults as he
hurried to dress and leave.

"What the hell was that all about?" Eric asked when Jake was gone.

"Oh, he's pissed because his fat ass got beaten out of the relay team by a
freshman," Aaron boasted.  "I'm way better than he is."

"Partly he's mad because you insulted his manhood," Dylan ventured.  "He's
also a spoiled brat who's used to getting whatever he wants.  He thinks
that he should have your place on your relay team since he's a senior.  The
coach made the decision because he's more interested in ability than age,
but Jake took it out on you.  Obviously, he couldn't take it out on the
coach.

But you, little brother, had better learn to shut your mouth or take karate
lessons so you can defend it.  I'm not always going to be around to save
your butt.  And if you keep acting like you did today, everyone is going to
assume that you're gay."

"Well, hell, I am gay!  There's no assuming about it.  I'm out and proud."
Aaron proclaimed loudly enough to be heard by everyone still in the area.

"So was Matthew Shepard, Little Bro.  So was Matthew Shepard."

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"Well, I guess we don't have to speculate on Aaron's orientation," Josh
said as he drove them home after practice.  "I'm not sure I'd be as brave
as he is."

"Or maybe not as stupid," Eric countered.  "I'm not sure that we'd be safe
if others knew about us.  I thought you told me that things in your school
were different.  It seems like the same old story; fighting and
name-calling. Jake called Aaron a queer.  You said guys got in trouble for
even saying the word `gay' in a demeaning way."

"They do, IF they're caught.  The problem is that there isn't anyone around
to monitor the locker room.  We're expected to be `self-policing' instead
of needing someone to make us behave.  We did stop it though."

"That we did," Eric agreed.  "But what's going to happen when no one's
around to save Aaron's butt?  He's no match for Jake out of the water.  Do
you think it will all blow over pretty soon?"

"I don't know Jake that well.  He may be just letting off steam for being
beaten out by a freshman, or he might be the kind to hold a grudge.  We'll
have to keep our eyes open.  We can't have your cute little boyfriend
getting hurt!"

"He is cute, but I'm gonna show you who's my boyfriend later tonight.  I
think we'll have to retire pretty early now that school is back in
session."

"I'm up for an early night," Josh joked as he felt for Eric's crotch.

Around 9:00 p.m., Eric made good on his promise.

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Author's notes: I've heard from many of you saying that you're glad Dane
and Colt made a cameo appearance in the last chapter.  They will do so from
time to time.  Believe it or not, I had not consciously meant to bring them
into this story.  However, since Wade and Roger live not so many miles from
Ben and Scott, and since both couples own period houses that they're
restoring, it just seemed logical to get the together.

Okay, Polar, you get the pole position.  Thanks to all of you who emailed
since last posting: Polar, Paul R, James H, Jim We, Bill (TX), Ron M, Steve
P, Tom A, Paul L, Jim C, Dave J, Gary Mc, Ott, Mark H, Aaron W, Tim E, Mike
DeW, Rutabaga, Li, and Baruch.  I hope I didn't omit someone accidently!

David