Date: Tue, 12 Feb 2002 20:20:15 GMT
From: doctord <doctord@subdimension.com>
Subject: Football Orphan part 2

The Football Orphan Chapter 2
by Doctor D


The following story may contain graphic descriptions of male/male sex,
including characters which could be under the age of 18.  If you are under
the age of 18, or it is illegal for you to read or possess such material in
your area, stop reading now and go somewhere else.  If you choose to
continue reading, you do so at your own risk.  You have been warned!

Ok everybody, now that the all that legal stuff is out of the way, it's
time for fun.  This is my first erotic story, so I'd appreciate lots of
good feedback so I know that I'm doing a good job.  Constructive criticism
is good too.  This story is entirely based in fiction, and any relation to
actual events is purely accidental.

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I woke up in the morning with an erection in my pants, and a smile on my
face.  The smile soon turned to a frown when I realized that today I would
be going to a new school for the first time in a long time.  In fact, I
would be going to school for the first time in a long time.  School had
never interested me, and none of the orphanages I had previously been in
had really cared about it, so I usually hadn't gone.  But now I would be
going every day, save weekends, and I was nervous about this change.

When I looked over at where Kealu and Victor had slept, they weren't there.
I supposed they had already gotten up.  I got out of bed and saw that
Horatio was gone too.  I got nervous because I was afraid that maybe
everyone had left without me.  I was actually sort of angry because I had
thought Horatio was becoming my best friend, and I wanted him to remember
about me.

I had just hit this line of thought when Horatio busted through the door.
"Arty, get up or you'll miss breakfest..."  he stopped short when he saw
that I was already up.  I hadn't put my clothes on, so I was still naked
from sleeping.  I could saw his eyes sweep up and down my body.  "Well
hurry up and get dressed," he said, and then went back downstairs.

I quickly pulled some clothes on while thinking about what had just
happened.  At age twelve I knew that I was young, but I also knew that I
was gay.  I mean, I liked looking at the bodies of the other boys in this
orphanage, and the same with the other orphanages that I had been at.  I
had never done anything sexual with any of them, but somehow I just "knew"
that I wasn't in to girls.

I went downstairs and went into the room where I remembered dinner had been
served the night before.  As I entered, everyone stood up and began to
applaud, while laughing.  Horatio walked over to me and said, "Normally we
wake up at 6am here, but I suppose we can let you get up at 7."

I knew he was joking and joined in with the laughter as I sat down to eat.
After about 10 minutes, Big Tommy walked in and said the bus was here.

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Well I was right, school was hell.  I was way behind everyone my age
because I hadn't been going to school for awhile.  Even Horatio looked upon
me with some disgust when I told the teacher I could barely read.  But
Ms. Smith was very nice about it.  She got everyone started on their work,
and then took me to the side.

"You'll have to take some remedial classes until you can catch up with
everyone else in the class," she told me.  "But I'm sure you're a fast
learner, so it'll probably only be for a few weeks."

Ha.  Considering I hadn't been to school in almost two years, and hadn't
paid attention in class before that, I was sure I would be in remedial
classes all year.  Even worse, most of the other kids at the school treated
me like shit.  Partly because I was a new kid, and partly because I was an
orphan.  Kids can be so cruel sometimes.  I found out at lunch that most of
the orphans ate together because everyone else in the school pretty much
shunned us.  That was okay; I didn't mind being with Horatio all day.

I enjoyed spending a lot of time with Horatio.  I liked being close to him,
sitting next to him in class, on the bus, at meals.  I enjoyed it.  And I
knew that I was becoming attracted to him.  I wondered how he felt about
me.  In my dreams, I hoped that he was gay too and that he would want to be
with me.

Over the next few weeks, I began to adapt to life in the new orphanage.  I
began to learn the names of the other boys there, and began doing my
homework.  I even began to catch up to the other kids in my class.
Ms. Smith was right, I was a fast learner, and pretty soon I would able to
be in normal classes.

Horatio helped me a lot.  He took the time to tutor me with my work, and I
only think it was because of his help that I learned so fast.  Over those
few weeks I got closer and closer with Horatio, until he was really my best
friend.  We spent all our time together, and did just about everything with
each other.  That brings me to what happened after I had been at the Farm
for 3 weeks...

"Arthur, come see me!"  yelled Mr. Robinson.  "Everyone else, hit the
showers."  I watched as everyone moved back to the building to change out
of their football clothes.  I saw Horatio and Victor following two older
boys into the house.  "Arthur, you've been doing good lately.  I'm really
proud of how you've adjusted to life here at the Farm.  I think that you'll
soon come to love this place," Mr. Robinson told me.  "I just want to make
sure that everything is going fine.  I've noticed you've been hanging out
with Horatio a lot.  That's good.  He's a good boy, and a good friend.  Now
why don't you go inside and take a shower, cause you reek," he said with a
twinkle in his eyes.

I laughed and headed inside.  I dropped my stuff in a locker and headed
into the television room to look for Horatio.  I didn't see him in the
room, although some others waved me over and said to join them.  I said no
and wondered out.  Wondering if Horatio could have gone to the wrestling
room to wrestle with Victor, I walked into the wrestling room.  What I saw
in their was almost enough to make me cream right in my shorts.

Horatio, Victor, and the two older boys were lying on the floor of the
wrestling room.  The two boys had taken their pants off, and the two
younger boys were feeling their crotches.  It was obvious that all four of
them had erections, especially Horatio who seemed to be squirming with the
discomfort that his boner was causing in his pants.  As soon as I entered,
the two pairs backed away from each other, but not before I had seen what
was going on.  The two older boys got up and one said, "Well I guess that's
enough wrestling for now.  I'll see you guys later."  Then they left the
room.

Victor was squatting in the corner, blushing completely red.  Horatio
looked at me, fear in his eyes.  I think he was afraid I would tell
everyone what I had seen.  I looked past him and looked straight at Victor.
"Out," I said, and he got up and left.  Horatio looked even more afraid as
I walked over and sat down next to him.  I put my arm around him, he looked
straight into my eyes, put his head on my shoulder and began to cry.

I was totally taken aback.  Here was the object of my dreams, crying on my
shoulder after I had seen him feeling up the boner of another boy.  I
lifted his head up and looked at him, "What's wrong Horatio?"

"Oh, it's just that I'm embarressed that you had to see that.  I...." and
he dissolved into tears again.

"Hey, it's okay.  What were you doing anyways?" I asked.

"Well, it's just that... oh, I'm too embarressed to tell you," he
responded.

"You can tell me anything, and you don't have to be worried about anything.
Your my best friend and I wouldn't repeat anything that would make you
embarressed," I said.  With that, he looked at me with appreciation in his
eyes.

"Well, me and Victor were sitting next to Fred and Tim out on the field.
Fred got an erection, and he showed it to Tim.  Me and Victor were
watching, and Fred asked would we like a better look.  Shit Arty, i've seen
my dick and played with it, for sure, but I've never touched anyone elses.
Victor's the same way, I think, and anyways we both wanted to see what it
was like," Horatio said.

"Oh.  Well that's okay, it's normal for you to wonder about that.  Listen,
let's forget all about what happened and let's go upstairs and take a
shower, okay?" I told him.

"Okay."

We headed upstairs to the bathroom.  "Hey, I've gotta pee," I told Horatio.

"Okay, I've got to go too," he told me, and took the urinal right next to
me.  As we stood next to each other peeing, I could see him eyeing my dick.
I got right next to his ear and whispered, "Why don't you hold mine and
I'll hold yours."

He looked at me with wonderment in his eyes, and silently nodded yes.  He
reached over and grabbed my cock, holding it pointing towards the toilet.
I reached over and held his cock as his pee slowly ran out of it.

His dick was the most wonderful thing I had ever held.  About two inches or
so, it was soft and smooth to the touch.  He was uncircumcised, and his
ample foreskin moved over the head of his penis.  I held it back to stop it
from covering over his piss slit.  It was pulsing with the urine that was
flowing out of his body.  It was very warm, almost hot in my hand, and I
was overcome with a desire to hold his cock for ever.  I didn't care what
happened, as long as I could go on holding his warm, smooth cock in my
hands.

As his urine stream began to subside, I ran my fingers into his stream,
getting them wet with his piss.  I slowly began to pull his foreskin back
all the way down his shaft.  His dick began to lengthen and his head poked
through the little skin hanging off the end of his penis.  I pulled the
foreskin as far back as it could go, and then pulled it back up over the
head of his cock.  His erection began to grow even larger, until it stood
soon at it's full length, just over four inches.

Horatio stood in amazement for moment, not even paying attention to my cock
which he held in his hand.  Then he shook himself out of his trance, and
began to stroke my cock.  He wrapped his fingers around my shaft and slowly
pulled back on my cock.  Lacking a foreskin, he couldn't pull back very
far, and soon began to jerk it forward in his hand.

This whole time I continued stoking his beautiful cock.  It began to feel
much warmer in my hands, and looking at his face, I saw his eyes got partly
closed.  I used my other hand to pull him back until we sat down on a bench
in the bathroom.  We sat side by side, each lovingly jerking each other
off.  After a minute or two, I felt his penis get harder, and saw his balls
began to come up tighter against his body.  Knowing he was about to come, I
began jerking him faster and faster.

I was also fast approaching my own orgasm, and I felt myself building up to
a crescendo of pleasure.  Horatio took his other hand and began to fondle
my balls as he stroked me faster and faster.

Horatio came first, his dick pulsing in my hands.  No come just yet, I
guess he still had dry orgasms like me.  But a moment later, my orgasm hit
and I was out of it.  Waves of pleasure like I had never felt washed over
me.  I felt as though my entire body was pulsing with the pleasure that
Horatio had given me.  Later, I found out it had been much the same.  We
both sat back against the wall, glowing in that post-orgasm stage.

After a few minutes, Horatio stirred, and when I came back from
never-neverland, he was staring at me, biting his lip hesistantly.  Seeing
his face, I immeadiately broke into a smile, and whispered in his ear, "I
guess that was even better than that older boy.  We should do this more
often."  He broke out into a smile too, and we both got up and headed
towards the shower.

As we entered the shower room I turned on the water in two showers that
were next to each other.  We both stepped under the warm spray, and I took
a bar of soap and began to soap his back.  I was about to go a little lower
when I heard someone yelling from outside the bathroom, "Dinner, hurry up
guys."  He quickly grabbed a bar of soap and we cleaned ourself off, hoping
their would be time for a more personal shower later.

We dried off quickly and ran to our room to get some clothes on and head
down to dinner.

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I hope you all enjoyed the second part in the Football Orphan story.  As
you can see, the relationship between Horatio and Arthur is growing.
Perhaps in a later story some others will join in the relationship, or not.
Let me know what you think about my story and give me your feedback on
where you'd like to see this story go.

E-mail me at DoctorD@subdimension.com

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