Date: Sun, 28 Nov 2004 22:38:23 +0000 From: David Lee <dlee169@hotmail.com> Subject: Zeke Chapter 26 Zeke, Chapter 26 By David Lee Warning: This story contains scenes of love and sexual interaction. Much of this involves males with other males. If the reading or possessing of such material as this is illegal in your country, state, province, county, municipality, etc., please leave this site immediately and do not proceed further. If you are under the legal age to read this, please do not do so. It is not my intention to offend anyone or to get you in trouble. The author retains all rights to this original story. Please do not publish without explicit authorization from me. Disclaimer: This story is completely fictional. Most of the places mentioned, and none of the characters exist in real life. Some may possess physical or personality characteristics of people I know or have known. But if you see yourself in this story, your imagination is better than mine! Zeke is a romantic story centering on the lives of high school kids. Lovers of other ages may appear, but not normally in a cross-generational sense. References to sex with under-age kids may be made for the sake of the story line. However, I feel that child molestation is a crime and should not be glorified or tolerated. If you just interested in hot stories that will get you off, or if references to religion and God offend you, you should probably read something else. While there are some steamy scenes, this story is about love, not just sex. If you are still interested in reading this, I hope you will enjoy the story. This is my fourth attempt at writing fiction. My other stories on Nifty include: Always and Forever, Brad and Alan's Canoe Trip, and Jacob and Jacques. Some characters from previous stories have cameo roles in this one. However, you need not read them first. This is another story of kids at Cosgrove High. Our only reward for contributing to Nifty is your e-mails. Please write if you like the story. Please include Zeke in the title of your e-mail. I get a lot of spam! If you want to read some stuff just to "light your fire," you might look at: masturbateforpeace.com. It will give you a new reason to be a peace activist! Finally, thanks and hugs to Tim who edits for me so that there are fewer typos! dlee169@hotmail.com Zeke, Chapter 26 Late August meant the beginning of fall term for a variety of educational facilities. Universities, community colleges, public and parochial schools, along with institutions that taught hair styling and massage therapy all opened to a host of new students. Todd was beginning his junior year, while Dave, Jeri, and Lisa would be sophomores at the state university. Luke and Skylar headed out together for their sophomore year at the community college. Zeke, Bryan, Sam, and most of last year's freshman class would back at Cosgrove High. Of course there were the usual number of transfers and new freshmen. Over the summer, a lot of construction had taken place at the high school. Thanks to the passing of a bond issue, there were new classrooms, new practice rooms, new science rooms, and a new climate control system. Best of all, principal Roy Carlson had a new state-of-the-art intercom and bell system that didn't get all out of sorts if he reprogrammed it for irregular schedules! If all of that weren't enough, he had some new teachers to replace some who had retired or resigned. Miss Primrose was gone, and in her place was a pretty young language arts teacher whose golden hair and trim figure at first might disguise the fact that she was very intelligent. The "dumb blonde" stereotype did not apply to Carol Croy. As well as being smart, she was lively and out-going. What a pleasant contrast to her predecessor! Carlson wondered idly how often she would be featured in wet dreams that year. Hmm, he would have to stop thinking like a dirty old man. He smiled to himself. The other stand-out for new staff was Doug Newman. Roy Carlson had been pleased to replace coach Carney with a young man who was known for his fairness and his rapport with students. He was no dummy either. The high school kids were likely to respect him as much as the middle-schoolers had. The other new staff in the building included Norma Long, Gavin McPherson, and Greta Sorenson. Norma was neither pretty nor particularly brilliant. Carlson had had to take her because she had seniority and her math job at the middle school had been cut. Greta was kind of a plain Jane who had been hired for a six-tenths contract because of the increased art enrollment. If she was as good with kids as she was at creating art, she should be a great addition. Gavin came to replace, Bob Franz who had retired as associate principal. Roy felt he was getting old. He remembered when principals were named William, James, Robert, Donald, Frank, or even Roy. The new young ones had names like Chad, Shannon, Justin, Chance, and Gavin. What was the world coming to? Zeke and Bryan, along with a lot of their classmates, looked forward to this year with less dread and more joy. Last year had been a big adjustment going to a big school in a small body. This year most were going back inches taller than they had been twelve months ago. And, the place didn't seem as huge and daunting despite the fact that enrollment was up. At opening assembly on the first half-day session of school, students were required to sit in their homeroom sections in the big gym. This gave them a chance to establish some class spirit and to identify the new freshmen. Many of those were not hard to spot. They had expressions on their faces that could best be described as "lost." Most of them, even the bigger jock types, were apprehensive about the start of high school. Again, there were some tiny guys. From their respective sections, Bryan and Zeke noted a couple of them that looked a little like they must have looked a year ago. One had a swimmer's body with a cute bubble butt that was noticed by more than one appreciative people watcher. After the brief assembly, students went to shortened periods of the classes they would attend during first semester. Bryan and Zeke had a common schedule for most of their classes this fall. Excepting for gym, concert choir, and theater arts, they were mostly in upper-level sections. Bryan was again in a different science class. He wasn't quite up to taking the level in that discipline that Zeke was. But his grades as a freshman had been good. He now ranked in the top 10% of the entire class. As an eighth-grader, he had been lucky to be in the top half. He had been more focused last year and planned to continue that trend. Now, he was more comfortable with himself as well. This looked like the beginning of a banner year. The boys had been fortunate enough to get gym the last period of the day. It alternated with study hall. On days that there was no gym, they could leave school early as long as they maintained a 3.5 grade point. The other advantage to last period P.E., was that you could shower and not worry about how your hair looked for the rest of the day. That was a bigger issue with the girls, but affected boys as well. Today, because of the abbreviated schedule, they did not dress for gym of course. The main emphasis of this particular class was weight training. Coach Newman had recommended it for his wrestlers so that they could get into shape before official training was allowed to begin. He would come in to assist his guys during his prep period a couple of times a month. Along with Bobby and some of the other wrestlers, Zeke noticed that the bubble-butt freshman was enrolled in this class. While he walked in with some air of confidence, he seemed ill at ease in this room full of bigger guys. Nudging Bryan to follow, he went over to introduce himself to the new kid. It turned out that bubble-butt had a name: Lonny Peters. His buddies had mostly dropped the "y" calling him "Lon." Some called him Long Peeder for reasons that would become obvious later. Lonny relaxed visibly when the two older guys made him feel welcome. He had been anxious about being in a class with mostly boys who were in upper classes and were considerably bigger than he. He could lift plenty in relation to his size, but he knew from experience that some guys needed to inflate their egos by deflating his. Bryan and Zeke rode their bikes to the latter's house for lunch. Grace wasn't home, but the two helped themselves to the lunch she had kept in the fridge for them. After clearing up in the kitchen, they rode on the Bryan's to play in the pool. Despite the cool and rainy August, the temperature had climbed just in time for the opening of school. It never failed. Since no one was home, the boys wore their usual swimming attire -- nothing -- for the rest of the afternoon. It was great to take advantage of the hot sun and cool water. Swimming and splashing turned into wrestling in the water. There was plenty of body contact. Their spirits, and other things, rose accordingly. They took the activity to a pool-side mat continuing the body contact. As their tongues invaded each other's mouths, the cocks trapped between them became harder and more slippery. Zeke, on top, began the gentle thrusting that they both loved. Bryan held Zeke's butt to keep Zeke pressed against him where he wanted it the most. He allowed his finger to trace the cleft of Zeke's crack. It ended up gently flicking across Zeke's rosebud. The additional stimulation caused an increase in Zeke's moaning. Bryan knew that his lover was getting close. Zeke's response had an effect on Bryan's rising sap as well. The feeling began in his toes, spreading in waves toward his crotch. He found himself pushing up forcefully toward Zeke's body. Both guys were teetering on the brink. When they fell over that edge, they fell together in a flood of teen juices. Not wanted to waste, they moved to the classic 69 position to clean each other with their tongues. Then they moved back to share the bounty. Tired from the first day of school and from intense orgasms, the two fell asleep in each other's arms. That is how Mary found them when she came home from school about 3:30. Bryan had set the alarm in his watch for 3:45 to have time to shower and dress before his mother would return. "Well," Mary thought, "I guess this answers the question I didn't want to ask." She was not unfamiliar with the aroma of decaying sperm. Mary noticed how cute and innocent they looked in their sleep. She couldn't help thinking that Bryan's developing body looked a lot like his father's had when she had first seen him naked. His male attributes were certainly developed like those of his sire. Zeke was not lacking in that department either, she noted. Again, it saddened her to think that neither of them would have wives and children. She was going to cover their nakedness with a beach towel, but decided against it. There was no need to upset them by letting them know what she had seen. Quietly, she tiptoed back to the drive, got into her car, rolled it down to the street before starting it, and went to the grocery to buy some things for dinner. When she returned a half hour later, the boys were exiting the pool house clean and dressed. Without a trace of self-consciousness, they hurried to help her carry the bags. -------------------------------- Luke and Sky didn't have exactly the same schedules. Since they were sharing transportation, Luke would study in the library while Skylar had his first class. Then Sky would do homework while waiting for Luke to finish with his classes. It was working out well. It forced them to budget their time and get things done. That way, there was less to do later. Once school was done, they rushed home for a quick workout and lunch before hurrying off to work. Luke's supervisor at Menard's was happy to work out a schedule around school once he found out that Luke was a conscientious employee. It didn't take long for Luke's hard work to pay off. He was given more responsibility within a few days and promised a raise within a month. Sometimes, the two had a little more breathing space between school and work. On those days, they spent longer working out. It was a more leisurely time when they could lift heavier weights without worrying about straining muscles so much. On one of those days as Sky was spotting for Luke, Luke looked up the leg of Skylar's baggy shorts to see the full jock straining to hold its contents. He momentarily lost his focus nearly dropping the dumbbells. Fortunately, Sky was taking his spotting job seriously. "Are you okay?" Skylar was concerned. "Yeah, I just lost concentration." Then, realizing that his own shorts were beginning to tent despite his jock, Luke sat up quickly in embarrassment. But it was not quick enough for Sky to miss his condition. He sat on the bench beside Luke torn between wanting to grab this young man and kiss him until he was breathless, and wanting to turn away for fear of getting hurt again. Shit! Why did he have to be falling for this guy? What if Luke rejected his advances? How would they co-exist under the same roof in that case? "Sky, I'm sorry. I know this is too soon to say this, and maybe I should keep my mouth shut. But, man, I'm developing major feelings for you." The words were hardly out of his mouth when Sky went for his first option. Soon both were breathless and panting. "Oh, Luke, I have wanted to do that since the first day I saw you when you got in my face and told me to shut up. You were so ardent; so strong. Then you made that crack about hoping I thought you were a hunk. Right then, I wanted you in my arms. But you need to know about me before you invest any time in a relationship. I'm kind of skittish." "That kiss didn't seem skittish," Luke responded with a grin. Then he leaned in and planted an equally passionate kiss on Sky's willing lips. He ran his tongue across them and was granted entrance. After a couple of minutes, both were panting again and spotting their shorts with pre-cum. "Does this mean that I get to call you "Binky"? Luke had to ask. "Don't push your luck, smart-ass," was Sky's laughing response. The striking of Grandma's old clock in the living room reminded them that they had little time to spare before going to work. Unfortunately, Doug hadn't finished the basement shower yet, so there was only one. Sky knew that trying to save time by showering together would not result in saving any time. "We have to hurry. You shower first, but leave it running and I will get in quickly and rinse off," Sky offered. They ran upstairs, grabbed clothes, and headed for the bathroom. As Luke left the shower, a naked Skylar was ready to make his entrance. They couldn't resist checking each other out and couldn't help grinning when they caught each other. Neither was disappointed. On the way to work, Skylar began to tell his story. When he was a senior in high school, he met a college guy who swept him off his feet. Jared was big and handsome. He was fun to be with. He seemed to love Sky as much as Sky loved him. Jared lived in a mobile home. His father thought that it would be less expensive in the long run than living in the dorm. He figured that Jared could get some other guys to live with him and share expenses. Jared saw it as a way to have more privacy and less supervision. Sometimes, Jared would pick him up, and Sky would spend a weekend at the trailer. They would cook together, cuddle, and help each other get off. It was like playing house. Skylar dreamed of spending his life with the guy. About two months into their relationship, Jared wanted to take things to the ultimate level. Sky was reluctant to surrender his anal virginity because he had heard that it hurt a lot. He feared the pain despite that fact that Jared was not that well hung. Jared coaxed and pleaded and then got mad. He left for several hours. When he returned, he was roaring drunk. It was a wonder that he made it home without killing someone. Some people mellow with alcohol; Jared was not one of those. He trapped Skylar in the tiny bedroom and demanded his "rights." Without the benefit of lube, he fucked Skylar hard. When he was done, Sky was bleeding and crying. Then Jared passed out. Skylar got himself cleaned up and called a cab. He spent the next day in bed hoping to feel better. Jared called with tears and apologies. He even sent flowers. By Monday, Skylar had a fever. At the doctor's office, he received a prescription for antibiotics and a lecture about safe sex. The physical part of the healing was much quicker than the emotional. Despite Jared's profession of true love and his oath to never hurt Sky again, the incident ended the relationship for good. "So you see," Sky said as he pulled into the parking lot, "I am not the best guy to fall in love with. I am fearful of getting hurt and I am not a virgin in any sense of the word. I had hoped to save that one part of me for the guy I would commit to. At that time, I really thought it would be Jared." Luke wiped tears from his eyes as he said words of comfort. "I would never intentionally hurt you! You are too precious. And as far as virginity is concerned, I believe that is something that you give; not something someone can rip from you in an act of rape. You were not a willing participant! He should have been sent to jail!" "But if he had been gentle, I probably would have given in." "If he had been gentle, you would have been with him now and maybe forever. As it is, you didn't give yourself to him. When you know you have found the right guy, you will give it to him. He won't take it from you." Once punched in on the time-clock, all personal talking ceased as the two young men began their work shift. However, Luke kept thinking about what Sky had suffered. It made his heart ache. He hoped that he could help heal the soul of his friend. He would try. -------------------------------- The dynamics of the high school lunch room had changed with the addition of a new class. There were still mostly male tables with jocks holding court. There were some couples' tables. And there were people who sat together mainly because they had no other buddies to sit with. Zeke and Bryan still sat with Adam and Ben. This too was usually a guy table. There were a couple of empty spots since Sam had migrated to a table where Rachel sat with some of her girl friends and their guy friends. Heather made it a point to sit with a group made up of mostly jocks. She had a hard look about her this year. There was too much makeup and her clothes were too suggestive. Some of the young males salivated when she came near. They were pretty sure she would put out. Melissa was still too embarrassed over the events of last spring to look either Zeke or Bryan in the eyes. Toward the end of the first week, a lost-looking Lonny Peters came from the serving line looking for someone to sit with. He had had a schedule change which tore him away from his usual buddies in the earlier lunch period. Bryan spotted him and motioned him to come and sit at their table. He brightened up seeing that he was welcomed by older kids. Once he had been introduced, the other kids accepted him as a regular part of the group. He walked out that day with far more confidence than he had walked in with. Gym class was an eye-opener for a number of kids that day. Coach Newman came to help his wrestlers learn some techniques that would give them maximum benefit from weight lifting. He wasn't as interested in bodies that looked like Mr. Universe as he was in bodies with muscles that worked. But, his own body in workout clothes impressed the boys in the room. Another eye-opener was how much some of the little guys could lift in proportion to their size. Coach Newman made sure that everyone knew that he was to compete against himself, not against someone who out weighed him by 80 pounds. The third revelation came in the showers. Lonny tried to be unobtrusive as he showered modestly in the corner. Almost everyone noticed, but no one mention it, that Lonny had good reason to have the nickname: Long Peeder. He looked like a little satyr. His butt was even cuter without clothes. His long perky cock jutted out nicely over firm balls. He would be enough to give any gay guy wet dreams for months. Bobby could hardly tear his eyes away. -------------------------------- Fall came to the Midwest with the smell of burning leaves and chilly nights with football games. Life went on. Homecoming was just around the corner again. It was the topic of lunch-time. Lonny said he didn't know any girls he could ask, so the other guys encouraged him to go stag. He wasn't even sure he would have a way to get to the dance. His family had only one car and his dad was working the night shift. Ben said that he could borrow the van from his foster father and take Lonny as well as Bryan and Zeke. If Lonny had another buddy who needed transportation, they could take him too. So, when the date of the dance arrived, Ben and Adam drove to Zeke's house to pick up Bryan and him. Then Ben went to Lonny's house to pick up a boy named Aaron who was Lonny's best friend. It seemed that the younger boys were planning a sleep-over as were the older ones. Of course, Ben had Adam in his bed every night. Bryan and Zeke sat in the back seat of the minivan so that it would be easier for the freshmen to climb aboard. That was not their only motive. Back in the dark, they could hold hands with no one being the wiser. In front, Adam boldly held Ben's hand, unless he needed it on the steering wheel for some reason. The new boys didn't notice at first. When they did, they were surprised. They had heard that some kids in high school were gay, but they never expected to be in close contact with any. Everyone had fun at the dance. Zeke felt like he had danced with half the girls in his class and a few freshmen ones to boot. Bryan felt the same way, though neither was keeping count. Notably absent from the list were Heather and Melissa. Heather was wearing her escort like a coat of paint during the slow dances. He must have stayed hard the whole time. She was certainly massaging his crotch with hers. Some of the staff chaperones were shocked, but they weren't sure how to handle the situation. Heather knew how to handle things and, no doubt, would be before the night was through. When Miss Croy cautioned the couple about keeping it clean, Heather mouthed off telling her to "stick it." Doug Newman came over just in time to hear Heather's remark. Her date, Jimmy, was one of Doug's wrestlers and he was embarrassed by the scene. Jimmy made up his mind that he was going to drop her right after he got laid. Doug pressured Heather into making a half-hearted apology to Carol before letting the couple go on their way. Carol was pleased that he had been there. It was difficult for her as a new person at school to establish her authority and get respect. When he invited her out for a soda after they got off duty, she was pleased to accept. Author's note: Whoa! Have I been sounding like an e-mail slut? Mike just called be that!