Date: Tue, 14 Sep 2004 16:32:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Fup Duck <fupduckmd@yahoo.com>
Subject: Under Pressure - High School 02

STANDARD DISCLAIMER: Let's see: 1.  If it's illegal - don't.  2.  If you
can't accept it - don't.  3.  If you're underage - don't.  That about
covers it.

REALISTIC DISCLAIMER: Be safe....

I see Nifty has put this series in with the Young Friends series.  Cool
with me....at least you don't have to bounce back and forth between
categories!

Guess it's time for a reminder.  This story contains scenes of
'unprotected' sex.  I do not in any way advocate this practice through this
story.  As I've said before, it was a different time.  Then, you could get
a shot, now - you could die.  Bummer, huh?  This story also contains scenes
of 'intimacy' between what society deems to be underage males.  So, being
morally and politically correct (gag), I should say that I don't advocate
this practice either.  When Big Brother leaves, I'll give you the real
scoop!  lol

Fup

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FROM CHAPTER 1

Still smiling at these thoughts, David slid his briefs down to his knees
and started stroking his boner.  Feeling his balls with the other hand,
with an occasional trip lower to play with his hole, it didn't take him
long to reach his orgasm.  He left his other hand under his balls, tickling
the skin between them and his butthole, feeling the spasms just under the
skin.  Then he had a quick thought and pushed his finger against the tube
under that part of his body.  He was kind of surprised when his shooting
stopped.  His dick was still jerking, but nothing was coming out, too cool.
As his orgasm began to subside, he moved his finger to be met with a shot
of cum that reached his chest, the rest trickling out and over his hand.
As he was cleaning up, he thought maybe he'd have to try this again, except
when he first started to shoot.  After all, he had a week to practice.  And
Kelly would probably enjoy it too.  Tossing his cummy shirt into the corner
and pulling up his briefs, he rolled over on his side and was soon softly
snoring.


UNDER PRESSURE/HIGH SCHOOL 2 - Baptism

The next morning was quiet.  His mom and sister were still basically giving
him the silent treatment, which was fine.  They even stopped talking with
each other when he came into the kitchen for breakfast.  After finishing
up, it was time for another day at the grind.  Entering the school, he
noticed it seemed a little less crowded and more organized, the students
already settling into the daily routine.  Kelly was once again waiting at
his locker, a worried look on his face.

"Hey, why so glum, chum?" David smiled.

"Mike never let up about our initiation this morning before he left."

"Oh, that's right, I forgot."

"You forgot?!  How could you forget something like that?"

"Well, I managed to get grounded last night, so I sort of had other things
on my mind."

"Grounded on the first day of school?  This has got to be a story.  C'mon,
let's head to home room."

The boys started off to home room, David filling Kelly in on last night's
events, getting a laugh or a look of amazement as the story went on.

"That sucks," commiserated Kelly, when David was done.  "I'm surprised you
didn't kill her."

"Well, she's a pain, but if I did that, I woulda been grounded for at least
a month," David joked.

The boys slid into their normal seats in their home room class, chatting
about various unimportant topics until the final bell rang and the daily
announcements began over the loudspeaker.  As the loudspeaker droned on,
David started zoning out until he heard his name.

"David Barker and Kelly Sites, report to the office before first period."

A few curious looks were directed their way, but no one was as curious as
the two boys.  They looked at each other and shrugged, whatever it was
about, it wasn't probably too serious.  This was only the second day.  When
the bell rang, the left the room and headed toward the office through the
sea of students trying to get to their first class.  Arriving at the
office, the secretary motioned them to sit down until she was finished
talking on the phone.  The first period bell rang and the background noise
faded as the students got to their classes.  The secretary finished talking
on the phone, grimaced at the receiver as she put it down, and smiled at
the two freshmen.

"Now there was an uptight mother," she grinned, then continued, "Your
fathers called just a little while ago and left the message that they are
going to pick you up after school, so don't catch the bus."

David looked at Kelly, somewhat confused.  No answers were on his
boyfriend's face either.  David shrugged, accepting the news at face value,
looking back to the secretary.  "Just passing along the news," she said.
Then she started scribbling on a pad of paper.  "Now, here are your late
slips for your first class.  You shouldn't be too late."

The boys took their slips and left the office, walking toward the Science
Wing where they had Chemistry.  As they turned the corner, from behind they
heard a laugh and, "Hey pussies."

Inwardly, David groaned.  It was Mike.  Turning around, Kelly asked, "You
skipping, Mike?"

"Nah, we," gesturing to the three seniors with him, "have Study Hall first
period.  We saw you boys going to class and thought we'd escort you.  Can't
have two new students getting lost."

The three other boys laughed at Mike's patronizing tone then moved closer
to the two younger boys.

"We can find our own way," David responded, getting worried.  "You all can
go back and study, but thanks anyway."

"Don't think so," answered Mike, taking hold of Kelly's elbow and guiding
him toward the bathroom door.  David got a similar treatment.  The six boys
passed through the door, and as it swung shut behind them, the two boys
holding David and Kelly tightened their grip.  This was getting scary now.
As realization of their predicament sunk in, the two freshmen started to
struggle.  The senior holding David moved around behind him and wrapped his
arm across David's neck, applying a slight amount of pressure.  "Don't even
think about yelling," he snickered.

Mike and the other boy, one had stayed back close to the door to keep
watch, each grabbed one of Kelly's arms, Mike twisting his behind Kelly's
back.  Kelly moaned a little in discomfort as Mike asked them, "Amazing
what a call from a payphone can do, isn't it?"

Realizing now it was either Mike or one of his friends posing as their
fathers on the phone, the whole thing made sense.  What a setup.  Kelly
started angrily whispering to Mike, "Wait til mom and dad find out about
this, you're in deep shit."

"Mom and dad AREN'T going to find out, are they Kel?" Mike asked, twisting
Kelly's arm higher as they guided him into one of the stalls.

"Noooo, just stop it, ok?"

"Thought you'd see it my way," sneered Mike.  "Now, down on your knees,
brother," Mike twisted the arm again, forcing Kelly to kneel in front of
the toilet.

When he was in position, Mike tightened his grip a little more as the other
senior began to force Kelly's head into the bowl, one hand on the flush
lever.  Kelly relented to the pressure with a little help from Mike's arm
twisting.  When his head was almost all the way inside, the other boy
pulled the handle.  David saw Kelly struggle a little as the water rose,
then he was raised his soaking wet head out of the bowl.  The water was
running off his hair and face, some of it soaking his shirt as Mike guided
him up off the floor.  Keeping his grip on his brother's arm, he motioned
to the boy behind David who started forcing him toward the just vacated
stall, tightening his grip on David's neck.

"No way," David thought.  "There's no way I'm gonna do that."  He began
struggling in his captor's grip, until he felt his arm being grabbed and
twisted by Mike's accomplice.  He got a glance at Kelly's sympathetic smile
as he was forced to his knees, and his head was pushed into the bowl.  He
felt the water in the bottom wet the top of his head, then the lever was
pulled again.  The water rose to almost his mouth before it subsided, then
he was allowed to raise his head.  Still upset, he shook his head like a
dog shaking itself, spattering water on the two boys holding him.

"You fucking prick," the one boy angrily spat, then let go of David's arm
and pushed him back toward the toilet, his head glancing off the porcelain.
David saw stars, but kept his balance and senses, hearing an "oof" from
Kelly's direction and the four seniors heading through the door, still
angrily discussing David's actions.  Then the bathroom was quiet.

David got up and walked out of the stall and over to Kelly, who was sitting
against the wall next to the sinks, holding his stomach.

He looked up at David angrily, and said, "He's such an asshole!"

"What'd he do, punch you?"

"Yeah, guess so I wouldn't be able to stop him and his goons from leaving."

Both boys' hair was soaked, their shirts becoming wet from the dripping
water.  David walked to the towel dispenser and pulled out a handful of
paper towels for Kelly.  "Here ya go," he offered.  Then he began to try to
dry himself off as best as possible.  After a few minutes, the two of them
were relatively presentable.  When David turned to say something to David,
he saw the goose egg on his boyfriend's forehead.

"What happened to you?"

David laughed a little, "Well, when they eased up, I sorta shook my hair
and the poor babies got a little wet.  So they pushed me and I bonked my
head on the toilet."

"Assholes," Kelly griped.

David started laughing harder, "At least the water was clean."

The look that passed across Kelly's face at that statement made David laugh
harder, "Never thought of THAT, did ya?"

"Gross, no."

Figuring they had done the best clean up job they could, Kelly said, "We'd
better get to class."

David nodded and the two cautiously opened the bathroom door anticipating
Mike and his goons to be waiting outside.  The coast was clear and both
boys walked quickly toward their class.  They entered the class, handing
their late slips to the teacher amidst the laughs and giggles of the rest
of the class.

"You two decide to take a shower?" their Chemistry teacher asked.

Embarrassed, both boys shook their heads no, then went to their seats,
finishing out the class.  They were the centers of attention during their
next two classes, which they didn't have together, then met up to go to
their fourth period class.  By then their hair had mostly dried, but their
shirts were still damp, but both boys had started playing up to the
attention, exaggerating their baptismal event, quieting most of the jeers
from their fellow freshmen.

Lunch, and the rest of the day passed uneventfully.  The boys had gym last
period, and were given a choice of volleyball or flag football for the next
few weeks.  Both chose volleyball, and suffered through an explanation of
the rules and regulations of the game which they would start playing the
next day.  When the final bell rang, they headed directly to their lockers,
not having to change since they hadn't had to dress for the class today.

David was bent over, getting books out of his locker for the classes in
which he had homework, when Kelly came up behind him and nudged his butt
with the tip of his shoe.

Spinning around, expecting the goon squad, he smiled in relief at Kelly's
grin.  Slamming his locker closed, he stood up and the two boys chatted
while the first wave of bus students passed by on their way home.  A few
boyfriend/girlfriend couples passed, holding hands.  David was staring
after one of these couples when he met Kelly's face.  Seeing the same look
there, he shrugged and smiled, "Maybe in a different world, Kel."

"Maybe," Kelly agreed, and the moment passed.  They resumed chatting,
making plans for a final weekend camping trip to the ore pits before the
weather started getting cold.  Since David was grounded, it would have to
be the next weekend.  They continued making plans as they headed for their
respective busses.

Arriving home, he went immediately to his bedroom, toeing off his shoes,
and laying on the bed to do his homework.  He heard Lynn come home a little
while later and heard the TV come on.  He smiled, this was sort of nice.
In the relative quiet and privacy of his room, he finished most of his home
work before supper.  The conversation around the supper table flowed around
David, he concentrated on eating, tuning everyone out.  After everyone was
finished, he washed the dishes and went back to his room, still not saying
a word.

He had just finished his homework when his dad knocked on the door.  He
waited until David asked him to come in (!), then sat on the desk chair.

"David, your mom and I have discussed your punishment, and feel maybe we
were a little harsh."

David raised his eyebrows in surprise, the silent treatment worked both
ways.  Getting no other response, his dad continued.

"So instead of a whole week, we're going to cut it back until Friday.  That
way you can still do something on the weekend."

David stared at his father, then smiled, "Thanks."

"Just don't let it happen again, David.  And remember, the money is still
coming out of your allowance."

"Yes sir," David answered.

"Alright then, finish your homework.  See you tomorrow."  He got off the
chair and left, closing the door behind him.

David, still somewhat surprised, laid back on his bed, picked up his book
and resumed his reading.

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Another short chapter with no sex...and no apologies...lol

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