Date: Mon, 8 Nov 2004 17:50:11 -0800 (PST)
From: Fup Duck <fupduckmd@yahoo.com>
Subject: Under Pressure - High School 36

STANDARD DISCLAIMER: Let's see: 1.  If it's illegal - don't read this.  2.
If you can't accept it - don't read this.  3.  If you're underage - don't
read this.  4.  It's mine - don't distribute without permission.  5.
Characters and events bear an uncanny resemblance to people I grew up with
and stuff I went through - ooops. ;-) That about covers it.

Well, I guess this chapter will please both David and Kelly fans as well as
David and Chad ones.  lol

Here's Chapter 36...... 

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FROM CHAPTER 35

David gently slid his hand to Kelly's crotch and squeezed gently, "Same
here."  He returned his hand to Kelly's stomach and kissed the back of his
neck.  "Night."

"Night, David.  Happy fucking holidays," Kelly chuckled softly.

"I guess you're right," David replied, and briefly tightened his arm again.
They were still in the same position when they woke the next morning.



UNDER PRESSURE/HIGH SCHOOL 36 - The Best of Both Worlds

As David had predicted, their sleep wasn't interrupted.  Both of David's
parents had left for work by the time David felt eyes boring into him.  He
mumbled and rolled over to his other side.  He was just lapsing back into
unconsciousness when he felt a fingertip sliding up and down his back.  He
heaved a sigh, and rolled onto his back, opening one eye to see a grinning
Kelly staring at him, then closing it again.  He wasn't going to give Kelly
the satisfaction.  He heard a whispered "tsk tsk," and the finger returned,
this time running up and down his stomach.

"Good morning, sunshine," Kelly singsonged.

"Ugh, don't you have anything else better to do?  Like play in the road or
something?"  David grumbled.

"Already did that, it was boring."  The finger began drawing figure-eights
across his chest, circling each nipple.  "Wake up, wake up."

"We're on vacation, I can sleep in," David argued, his eyes still shut.

Kelly's fingertip traced down his chest and started circling his navel.  "I
think it's a shame you're not ticklish."

"No, it's a good thing," David replied, a small smile on his face.

"Ahhh, look, he smiles."

David kept his eyes closed, and pulled the sheet down using his feet.
Kelly's finger moved from his navel to the waistband of the gym shorts,
then back to his chest.  "Uh uh," Kelly laughed.

"Uh huh," David smiled.

"You have a nasty, hard thing in there," Kelly joked, and poked David's
erection once with his finger, then resumed tracing around his chest.

David slipped his hand onto Kelly's bare thigh, rubbing against the warm
skin.  Moving higher, he brushed against Kelly's naked balls.  Keeping his
eyes closed, he raised his eyebrows, and fondled the warm sac.

Kelly laughed, "Surprise present."

David grinned and grasped Kelly's firm dick, feeling it lengthen into its
familiar curve.  He gave it a couple gentle strokes then removed his hand.
Kelly started moving his finger downward again and David replaced his hand
on Kelly's thigh with a smile.  As Kelly's finger moved lower, David slid
his hand closer to Kelly's groin.

"Oh, so that's the way it's gonna be," Kelly said.

David shrugged and continued to rub Kelly's inner thigh.  David slitted an
eye open and saw Kelly staring raptly at his own finger as it slid along
the waistband of his gym shorts.  Then moving quickly, he rose up and
grabbed Kelly's erection, wrapping his lips around the head.

"Oh, jeez," Kelly exclaimed.  He groaned a little and fell back to his
elbows as David's mouth moved rapidly on his shaft.  "Uh, Dave," Kelly got
out before he was shooting a small load of cum into David's mouth.  When
Kelly's dick settled down, David flopped back onto the bed with a grin.  He
opened his eyes, and saw Kelly staring at him surprised.

"Where did that come from?" Kelly asked.

David reached out and cupped Kelly's balls for a second, "Last time I
heard, from here."

"Yeah, but you know what I mean."

David shrugged, still grinning.  He closed his eyes as Kelly began rubbing
his erection through the shorts.  Soon, Kelly was sliding the shorts down,
his hand moving quickly on David's hard shaft.  Kelly stroked him for a few
minutes, then David gasped, "Yeah, Kel," and went over the edge.  Kelly
slowed his stroking as David came, shooting onto his chest and stomach.
When David's orgasm subsided, Kelly reached for the towel, cleaning up his
release.  He tossed the towel onto the floor then laid on his side,
propping his head up with one hand.

David opened his eyes and grinned, "Surprise present."

"Well, yours was better than mine," Kelly pouted, then smiled.

"It's all good, man."

"Yeah, I guess.  So anyway, I need to be home in like an hour.  I'm going
to grab a shower," Kelly said, getting off the bed and slipping on his
jeans.

"Okay, just make yourself at home," David joked.

"I will, thanks," Kelly replied walking upstairs.  David heard the shower
start and pulled his shorts back up, gathering the 'dirty' towel and shirt
and burying them in the pile of dirty laundry his mom hadn't washed yet.
Then he went upstairs, grabbing Kelly's bag and waiting in his room for
Kelly to finish his shower.  Kelly came into his room wrapped in a towel,
holding his jeans.  David wiggled his eyebrows as Kelly dropped the towel
and dug in his bag for a clean pair of underwear.

"Put your eyes back in your head," Kelly joked, pulling on his briefs, then
his jeans.

David laughed and pulled a clean pair of jeans from the closet and went to
take his own shower.  Finished, he pulled on the jeans, sprayed deodorant,
and walked to the kitchen where Kelly was already digging into his cereal.

"Glad you make yourself at home," he smiled, getting a bowl and spoon.

"Me too," Kelly answered.

David shook his head and the boys were finishing their cereal when they
heard a car pull into the driveway.  A door slammed, then Lynn was coming
in the door.

"Are you guys just getting up?" she asked.  "I've been up for hours."

"That's nice," David patronized, getting a poisoned look from his sister.
She dropped her bag on the floor then walked back to the bathroom.  David
rolled his eyes, and deposited their bowls and spoons in the sink while
Kelly put away the milk and cereal.  David put on a shirt, grabbed his coat
and keys, and went out to warm up the car.

"Man, it's getting cold out there," he advised Kelly, who was waiting in
the living room.

"It happens in the winter," Kelly joked.

"Wanna walk?"

"Here we go," Kelly smiled.

"Wanna drive?"

"You serious?"

"Sure, you driven before."

"Yeah, that'd be cool."

"Well, c'mon, let's go.  You're the one who has to be home in," David
looked at the clock, "20 minutes."

Kelly slipped behind the wheel of David's car and started the drive home.
David rooted through his 8-track case and slipped in one of the Yessongs
cartridges.  David looked out the window at the passing scenery as Kelly
sang along to 'Roundabout.'

"You sing pretty good," David observed, still looking out the window.

"Thinking about trying out for 'Fiddler On The Roof," Kelly informed him.

David turned to look at Kelly with surprise.  "You are?  When did this
happen?"

"Mr. Miller teaches my English class," Kelly answered.

"And?"

"Well, he's the drama teacher too, you goof."

"Oh," David replied.  "That'd be cool."

"Well, dunno if I'd have the time.  With the AP classes and all."

"Go for it," David grinned.  "You could probably swing it."

"We'll see," Kelly answered, pulling into his driveway.  He put the car in
Park, and asked, "So whatcha doing for New Year's Eve?"

"Babysitting."

Kelly laughed, "You'll make a good mom someday."

David punched Kelly on the arm.  "Well, this time it's like all night, the
Murray's are going to some party in DC."

"Cool, we going to my uncle's, you know, the typical shindig."

"Yeah, but you always have a good time."

"Yep, well, thanks for the presents," Kelly winked.

David grinned and squeezed Kelly's shoulder, "You too, have a good New
Year's, if I don't see ya."

"Okay, man, thanks again."

"No sweat, see ya," David answered, sliding over behind the wheel as Kelly
got out to go inside.  He backed out of the driveway and headed back home.
He pulled into the driveway just as his mom was coming home for lunch.

"Get your partner in crime home okay?" she asked with a tired smile.

"Yeah, even let him drive the beast."

"You shouldn't let other people drive your car, what if they have an
accident?"

"Kelly's a pretty good driver," David responded, following his mother
inside.

"Well, just remember, if he wrecks your car, you have to get it fixed, and
that takes money."

"Yeah, I know mom.  So how's your day?" he finished, trying to change the
subject.

"Busy," was her only answer as she started fixing her lunch.  "Want some
lunch?"

"Nah, Kel and I just ate a little while ago."

"I do," Lynn chimed in, coming out into the kitchen.

"Lynn, how many times do I have to tell you to put your stuff away?" his
mom asked, looking at her overnight bag still on the floor of the dining
room.

"Well, the clothes are dirty," Lynn said.

"So?  You know where the hamper is," his mom answered, exasperated.

"Okay," Lynn pouted, picking up her bag and carrying it back to her room.
Returning, she sat at the bar and began to eat the soup and grilled cheese
Mrs. Barker had prepared for her.  His mom looked at the clock, and stated
she had to get back to the office.  After she had gone, David told his
sister about what he had heard the night before.

"So that's why she's in a bad mood?"

"Yeah, so don't be such a brat."  Lynn sniffed as if the idea of her being
a brat was impossible and went back to her room.

The next couple of days passed quietly.  His parents still weren't talking
to each other, and he and Lynn had kind of buried the hatchet so their
normal arguments wouldn't set their parents off.  Lynn was okay when she
wasn't being her normal self, David thought as he was getting his things
together to spend the night at the Murray's.  He said goodbye to his
parents, who were quietly watching TV, and drove to Chad's.  His knock was
answered by Cindy, who blushed and softly thanked him for her doll, then
asked him inside.

"You're welcome, Cindy.  I'm glad you liked it."

"David!" came Chad's voice from the top of the stairs, then his arms were
full of ten year-old boy as Chad jumped off the next to last step, making
David stumble back into the front door.

"Hey, man, take it easy, I'm old.  My bones break easy," David chuckled as
Chad dropped back to the floor.

"You're only five years older than me," Chad scoffed.  Then he grabbed
David's arm and pulled him into the living room where two sleeping bags
were spread out on the floor.  "We're gonna camp out tonight."

David laughed, then turned as Mr. and Mrs. Murray walked downstairs and
into the living room.  He looked at the sleeping bags again, turned back to
the adults and shrugged.

Mr. Murray laughed, "He was real persuasive about a camp out.  If you don't
want to, it's fine."

"Nah, it's cool.  Be more comfortable than a tent."

The adults laughed, and Mrs. Murray continued, "Well, they can stay up and
watch the ball drop, if they last that long.  Then they need to go to bed.
There's some food in the fridge in case you get hungry.  We left the number
of the hotel where we'll be, so if you have any problems, give us a call."

"No sweat," David replied.

Chad's parents gave their kids hugs and kisses then were out the door.
Chad and Cindy were laying on their stomachs, watching TV as David walked
over and sat on the sofa.  Chad turned and shot a grin over his shoulder,
then turned his attention back to the screen.  David rummaged in his
overnight bag, pulling out a book and relaxed while the kids' attention was
riveted on the TV.

About nine o'clock, Cindy got up and went to the kitchen, asking if they
wanted anything to eat or drink, bringing back pretzels and soda at their
request.  Cindy flipped the channels, settling on a broadcast of the
festivities in New York.  David returned to his book, which a few minutes
later, was yanked from his hands.

"Why you reading?' asked Chad, looking at the book in his hands.

"I'm not much into TV," David replied with a smile.

"How come?" Cindy asked.

David shrugged, "Dunno, just never really go into it, I guess.  Lynn
watches it all the time.  So did you guys get everything you wanted for
Christmas?"

For the next hour, David was shown almost everything the two received a
week before.  Chad giggled, "Show him what else ya got, Cindy."

The girl blushed and shook her head.  Chad whispered loudly in David's ear,
"She got panties, too," causing Cindy to blush even more.

Recovering, she shot back, "Well, show David your underwear."

Now Chad was turning red and David laughed.  "No need to get into all
that," he said.  "I got 'em too."

"But I thought..." Chad began, then was silenced by a poke from David.
"Ooops," he giggled.  "Sorry."

As the time got closer to midnight, both younger kids began to yawn.  Chad
had slipped next to David on the sofa, and was leaning heavily against the
older boy, his blinks getting longer each time.  By 11:30, both of them
were asleep, Cindy on the floor, and Chad still leaning against David.
David continued to watch the TV broadcast from New York, and at 11:55 woke
both of the youngsters.  Both watched blearily as the ball dropped in New
York, then Cindy stated she was going to bed.

"I'll be up in a couple of minutes," David said as she walked up the
stairs.  Chad's eyes were closed once again, and David shook him a little.
"Hey man, you need to get ready for bed too, and you should probably go to
the bathroom."

"I don't hafta go," Chad replied through his yawn.

"Well, you need to brush your teeth and all, might as well try while you're
there."

"Mmm kay," Chad agreed, getting up from the sofa, when he heard Cindy
finish her nightly routine and go into her room.  David followed Chad up
the stairs, checking on Cindy while Chad was in the bathroom.  She was
sound asleep, so David went back downstairs, rolling out the sleeping bags,
and turning out the lights, leaving a small light on in the kitchen.

He stripped quickly, pulling on his gym shorts and sliding into the
sleeping bag as he heard Chad come back downstairs.  David smiled at him,
and propped himself up on the stack of pillows Chad had provided.  Chad
smiled tiredly and pulled his shirt off, then paused at the button on his
jeans.  He looked over to David, who still had a smile on his face.

"Hey, don't be shy, man.  I've seen it before," he chuckled.

Chad giggled a little, "And touched it too."

"Yeah well, no need to be shy then, huh?"

"Guess not," Chad replied, stripping out of his jeans and slipping into his
sleeping bag.  "These are some of my new underwear," he stated, flipping
the bag back quickly.

"Well, they look nice," David laughed.

Chad giggled, then yawned, "I'm sleepy."

"Well, go to sleep then."

"But I wanted to talk," Chad complained.

"Go to sleep, we'll talk sometime later.  Maybe we'll go cruising
sometime."

"That'd be cool."

David watched as Chad shifted inside his sleeping bag, trying to get
comfortable.  He finally settled on his side facing David and scooted
closer, taking David's arm and wrapping it around his neck, his head
resting on David's shoulder.  "Is this okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, it's fine," David smiled and gave the boy a brief hug.  Chad
returned the smile, and quickly kissed David's cheek, then settled back
into his former position, almost immediately falling asleep.  David rarely
slept on his back, so was a bit uncomfortable, but decided to let Chad
sleep.  "Grin and bear it," he thought.  He was soon slipping into a light
sleep breathing the scent of Chad's shampoo.

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This was the last time David babysat Chad and Cindy.  But David and Chad
continue....

Okay, here's the scoop.  Chapter 39 is the last regular chapter for this
story and will be posted Friday night.  On Monday or Tuesday, I will post
the epilogue.  Then I'm gonna take a little break and start something new.

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