Date: Tue, 09 Apr 2002 19:36:31 +0800
From: Max Johnstone <king@umpire.com>
Subject: letters 2

hey, i'm back to finish the story, mainly because about 50 people wrote me
asking for it! i'm glad so many of you like it! so, here's LETTERS...


				 Letters 2
			       ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

... Stoney was giving me this look. I couldn't figure out if he was trying
to tell me something or what. But I would soon find out.

"Alright, students, time to get started." the teacher said as she was
coming through the door. Everyone got quiet and tuned into what the teacher
was saying, but not me.

"Ok, there will be a quiz on what we reviewed..." the teacher went on. I
was lost in thought. Then it struck me like lightning. What if Stoney put
that letter in my locker? We met this morning, and he did kinda stare at
me... Wait, what was I thinking?

"Excuse me, Trevor, are you with me?" the teacher popped into my thoughts.

"Yeah- I mean yes ma'am," I recovered. She didn't stop there.

"Would you mind repeating to me and the class the last thing I said?"

"Um, 'there will be a quiz on what we studied'." I said, trying not to
embarrass myself. She glared at me and said,

"Well, just try to stay focused." with that, she resumed preaching her
stupid teaching junk. I was still wondering about that letter. Without
making it noticeable, I glanced at Stoney through the corner of my eye, and
saw him glancing at me, too. Maybe I was right! Maybe it was Stoney who put
the letter in my locker. Before I knew it, the bell rang and class was
dismissed. I guess I spent all class period daydreaming. I casually looked
over at Stoney and saw him whispering to one of his pals in their ear,
while staring at me. They both nodded and Stoney walked quickly out the
door. I wondered what all of that was about. I was about to go get a book
out of my locker when the guy Stoney was talking to stopped in front of
me. I put my notebook on my desk.

"Hey, Trevor, what's happening?" he asked.

"Not much." I responded. I was in a hurry to get to my locker. I tried to
get past him when he stopped me again.

"So, what do you have next period? Math? English?" he continued.

"Why do you wanna know?" I asked.

"Just curious, that's all." Just then, Stoney came back and tapped him on
the shoulder.

"Oh, gotta go now, Trev. See ya." the boy said. Stoney grinned at me and
they both left. I hurried to my locker and opened it. Out fell another
letter. I unfolded it and began reading...

       COME SHOW YOUR SUPPORT!
       OUR BASKETBALL TEAM IS GONNA ROCK!
       COME HERE TOMORROW NIGHT AT 6PM
       TO WATCH OUR BASKETBALL TEAM BEAT
       THE TIMBERWOLVES' BUTTS! COME
       SUPPORT US!  RSVP. 555-9851

  This is just a flyer for the stupid basketball game tomorrow. As I looked
down the hall, everyone else had one in their locker, too. Oh well.

~~~~~~~LATER~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

  Still dazed about the letter, I walked home. I went into my room when I
heard a knock on the door. I went downstairs and saw that Devon was here.

"Dev! What brings you by?" I asked.

"You forgot your notebook in class. I thought I'd return it." he answered,
handing it to me. Crap! I must've forgot it in 3rd Period. And that letter
I found in my locker was in it! What is someone read it?

"You didn't have to do that." I said.

"I know, but I thought you would need it."

"You wanna come in?" I offer.

"Sure." he agrees. Devon came in and sat on the couch. I offered him a
drink, and he accepted. I went into the kitchen and grabbed 2 pepsi's out
of the freezer. I was about to go to Devon when I tripped and hit my head
on the counter. There was a big "POP!" sound when my head hit the counter,
and I fell to the ground. The next thing I knew, Devon was standing over
me.

"You ok?" Devon asked, concerned. I was stunned to see that I was now on
the couch.

"Yeah, clumsy me," I tried to force a smile, but the pain wouldn't let me.

"Hey, hey, take it easy." he says.

"I'm okay, dude." I say. Devon leans over, investigating the bruise on my
forehead.

"The bleeding stopped, but keep the cloth on it for a while." he says. I
don't like blood, at all.

"BLEEDING?!? I WAS BLEEDING?!?" I freaked. I look at my hand and see the
bloody cloth I was gripping. I was about to faint.

"Hey, shhh, shhhhh..." he tried to calm me, but I was too shaken. I was
shivering so much, it seemed like I was vibrating. Devon couldn't calm
me. I was suddenly frozen when, out of nowhere, Devon leaned in and kissed
me. Right on the lips. I was shocked, yet happy. I felt his tongue press
against my lips, and I slightly opened my mouth, letting him gain complete
access. I put my hand on the back of his head, and our breathing became
heavier. Before I knew what was happening, he was on top of me. He
practically ripped off his tank top and continued gently grinding his dick
into mine and kissing me. I felt his boner through our clothes. Was this
actually happening?

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-max                 (stay tuned!)