Finding Me
By: Jeremy Michaels
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Chapter 3

TJ  

Andre’s kisses are addicting and his hands are magical. His tongue is dueling with mine as his hand roams slowly down my body towards my nipple. I’ve always been sensitive there and when he gives my nipple a firm pinch I just about catapult him off of me and the bed. 

“Oh what did I find here,” he asks and takes the sensitive nub into his mouth, biting it a tad bit more then gentle. 

I grab him by the hair and hold him to me as he suckles and bites first one and then the other nipple completely driving me insane.  

“Enough,” I cry out frantically and struggle to push him away. “You’re torturing me…I can’t take it anymore babe please.” 

He lifts up with his hands and looks down at me with a smile that’s purely sadistic, I swear it is. He moves off the bed and removes his shirt, doing a very seductive dance as he removes it. I roll unto my stomach with my head resting in my hands and my eyes glued to his sumptuous body. My technique is working because his eyes are glued to my ass, as I scrunch my cheeks together repeatedly for a tease, causing him to stumble and fall as he is trying to remove his pants. 

“You’re the equivalent of a fucking she devil you vixen,” he says getting up from the floor and I’m roaring with laughter. “That’s right buster laugh but remember that karma’s a bitch,” he says and reaches out to smack my ass but I’m quicker and move just in time.

“Did you forget that old men don’t move as quickly as they use to?” I say and roll onto my back laughing uncontrollably.

“I’ll give you old man you whipper snapper,” he says and tackles me before I can move out of his reach.

“I like this Andre, this playing and bantering between us, it feels so natural between us.”

“Me too honey, I like how comfortable you and I are with each other. Too many gay and even straight couples don’t have this casual comfortableness between them because their relationship are built on sex first. Now do you understand why I never revealed my sexuality earlier to you?”

“I do, because our relationship is built on trust between friends first and the sex is the frosting on the cake. Although, I’d prefer the frosting to be on your cock. Now can you stand up and let me see you naked like you did me. I have waited for months to see what you look like out of those baggy scrubs and I won’t be denied,” I tell him and he rises from the bed and pulls me with him.

“I sit on the edge of the bed and watch my man slowly turn around before me. He’s tall, at least six four and damn is his body built. Looking at Andre is looking at a Michelangelo masterpiece, a statue carved in granite with his muscles cut and defined but not overly bulging. He’s got a very defined six pack with the same defined V that leads to a huge ten inch fat cock. 

“Oh fuck that’s going to be uncomfortable fucking me,” I surmise.

His thighs and legs are like his arms, sculpted and hard muscled. Handsome, hell no, my guy is fucking runway model gorgeous, long wavy blonde hair, deep blue eyes, aristocratic nose and lips made for kissing me.

“Are you done feasting your eyes on me,” he asks moving to kneel between my legs.

“I don’t think that I will ever be able to get enough of looking at you Andre. You’re perfection walking on two feet,” I tell as and he slowly lowers his mouth down to my swollen hard cock.

He takes it into his mouth and swirls his tongue around the head and I fall back on the bed as he descends further down until his nose is nestled in my hair. He just as slowly ascends my cock and I’m delirious with erotic pleasure. This is my first blowjob in over two years and fuck, I’m already close to shooting my load. He must sense it because he backs off of my cock and runs his tongue around my balls, sucking them until I’m thrashing about and ready to shoot. Again he backs off, lifts my legs up, exposing my most private treasure. He lowers his mouth down to it and begins to fuck me with his tongue.

“Damn, I may have survived my dad’s shit but Andre is going to kill me with his tongue,” I’m thinking as he inserts his finger into my wet hole.

He thrusts his finger in for several moments before adding a second and then a third. 

“Fuck me Andre … please,” I beg him.

He walks over to a nightstand and opens a drawer, taking out a bottle of lube. He spends several minutes lubing my ass before he applies a good amount to his cock.

“Are you sure TJ, because this will consummate our union,” he says.”Thaddeus James Wilson, will you honor me by becoming my husband?” Andre asks and I’m about to cry with happiness.

“Andre Stephan Muller, I would be honored to be your husband,” I tell him through the tears rolling down my face.

He gently grabs my right hand and places a ring on my ring finger and as he bends to kiss me, his cock slides into my ass, inch by inch until his balls are resting against my ass. He pauses until I’m comfortable with him in me and then withdraws to about out before thrusting faster back in. He fucks like he sucks cock, edging me ever closer to that erotic moment of pure sexual bliss. Time , it must have stopped because I’m incoherent with pure erotic need to come. I’m squeezing my ass with each thrust bringing Andre to the same edge that he enjoys dangling me over. I suddenly shift my ass and he looses it, driving his cock into my ass faster and deeper.

“You little vixen you did it again, I’m coming,” he shouts and slams his cock deep into my ass and holds it still, spewing his seed deep in me. 

I can feel each shot of his cock and as he’s about to resume his thrusts, my cock erupts with such force that my sperm hits me in my face as Andre continues to fill me. 

Spent and well satisfied, my man collapses on me kissing me until neither of us can breathe. With Andre on me and wrapped in my arms, I hold up my hand to see the ring that he slipped on my finger. It’s a beautiful platinum band with three good size diamonds mounted on it. I start to cry all over again and Andre lifts up, looking at me with a puzzled look on his face.

“Sweetheart what’s wrong,” he asks.

“The ring is so beautiful, but I don’t have one for you,”I tell him.

“And just when did you have a chance to get me a ring? You’ve been in this institute for two years recovering.”

“I could have when you took me out to see the sights of Zurich,” I tell him. 

“True babe, but you didn’t know that I was going to give you the ring or even ask you to marry me. Besides, that ring belonged to my mother and I had it resized to fit your finger. My ring should be ready in a week, it’s the exact replica of yours and belonged to my dad.”

“Are you telling me that these rings were your parent’s wedding bands?” I ask and nods his head. “Now I’m going to cry again,” I say and begin crying like a baby. 

He hugs me close and kisses me, pushing his cock back into me. We made love several more times that day and resting in between. 

***** 

My time at the institute has come to an end and I’m planning on returning to my former place of torment, Hamilton High School. Andre bought us a beautiful house in town and had it furnished through Mrs. Wilson’s interior design company. 

He arranges for a new identity for me while we were in Switzerland and had my grades, which were exceeding my previous grades, which were high. My new name is Eric James Müller and I’ll be Andre’s brother. We decided on being brothers, that way I wouldn’t need parents because Andre would be considered my legal guardian. No one but Andre and Michael Brown knew the truth, not even Dennis and Paul, my brothers or even Matt . 

“Are you sure that you’re ready for this,TJ?” Andre asks.

“It’s Eric remember? I’m  Eric James Müller a transfer student who’s been studying abroad. And to answer your question babe, I’m more than ready for this.”

“Well if you ever need help, I’ll be either in the gym or the nurse’s office so don’t hesitate to ask me if you need help.” Andre told me, reminding me that he was the school’s new physical therapist for sports medicine.

“I won’t need help because I’m no longer that shy introverted kid hiding my sexuality. I’m confident, bold and I know self defense. Just let those jocks even try pulling the shit that they pulled on the old me.”

During my time recovering, I had come up with this plan to turn the tables on some of my old classmates, especially the jocks. I no longer looked anything like I use to look. I have grown several inches and I now stand six feet two. My skinny body has filled out into a chiseled from granite muscular work of art. These are not my words but those of my adoring fiancé, Andre. Even my cock has grown to a great nine inches from my previous seven. 

But the real kicker is my face, now because of medical miracles and advancements, it too is a work of art. Even I couldn’t believe that the guy looking back at me from the mirror was once me, a skinny and introverted guy that other guys bullied. I need proof that I could fool even those people that knew me most, Dennis, Paul and maybe Matt. So Andre and I went to what use to be mine and Dennis’ favorite place to eat, Toni’s Italian restaurant and had lunch one Saturday, hoping that he might come in. 

“Here he comes now and he’s with Matt and Paul,” I whisper to Andre. 

They walk in and look around, hoping to find an empty table. Their eyes glance over me twice as they looked for a seat.

“There’s one,” I hear Matt say and he pulls Dennis along by the arm as they weave through the crowed tables to the one beside ours.

They walk right by me and never once stop in recognition. This is the first time that I’m seeing my brothers and Matt since that day my life changed forever. Dennis looks so tall, so handsome and happy as he follows Matt with Paul tagging behind them. I give Matt a quick once over and I cannot believe how much he’s changed. He’s taller, much taller than Dennis and more confident in his demeanor as he leads the way to the vacant table beside us. He’s wearing his hair longer now but so is Dennis and Paul. Matt and Dennis look more like young men then the teens that I remember.

“Any regrets, sweetheart?” Andre whispers, noticing me taking Matt in with my eyes.

“None what so ever babe. What we had is just that, had, as in the past. Just looking at the way Dennis and Matt are together tells me they’re content with each other. What I have now with you is solid and built from the ground up on trust and true love. I wouldn’t trade what you and I have for all the Matts in the world. I love you Andre, of that I am one hundred percent sure. The only regret that I have is that I can’t kiss you in public, not if I want to keep our secret private.”

“Excuse me, do you mind if we swap this chair with your spare one?” Dennis asks looking me directly into my eyes.

“Not at all …” I say pausing and hoping that Dennis will tell me his name.

“Oh sorry, I’m Dennis Wilson and these guys are Paul Wilson, my brother and Matt Williams, my fu… my  buddy,” he says and I can swear that he almost called Matt his fuck buddy.

“I’m Eric and this is my brother Andre.”

He swaps the chairs and returns to his table but I notice that he can’t keep his eyes off me. Andre even notices how Dennis keeps glancing over at me when he thinks we’re not looking.

“Give me five minutes and then follow me to the men’s room. I got to know what is up with Dennis. 

I’ll be right back bro, I need to use the restroom,” I say just loud enough for Dennis to hear. I weave my way through the room to the restrooms in the back of the restaurant. I give a quick glance in Dennis’ direction and I see him getting up. I step inside the restroom and up to an urinal, taking out my cock and pissing. The door opens and in walks Dennis and takes the urinal right beside me. He doesn’t bother to stand close but whips out his cock and instead of pissing, he begins stroking it. I’m shocked that my brother is not only flaunting his cock to me, but he is actually trying to hook up with me. He is even openly staring at my cock, oh for goodness sake he’s drooling.

“Do you really think that it’s a good idea to be doing that in a public restroom?” I ask him and turns directly to me and begins to jerk off.

“That’s a nice cock you have, can I suck it,” he asks and drops to his knees reaching up for my cock.

I quickly step back and put my cock away just as the door opens and Andre walks in, noticing how fast Dennis is scurrying to his feet.

“What’s going on in here,” he asks looking from me to Dennis and then back to me again.

“Tell him Dennis or. I will,” I say.

“My gaydar told me that he was gay and I thought that he would like a blow job, sorry.”

“Are you that desperate for sex that you need to solicit it in public restrooms?” I ask my voice a bit condescending.

“Okay so I made a mistake, no big deal.” He storms out of the restroom, leaving us wondering what had just happened.

“Come on babe, I’ll have a talk with Michael about it,” Andre says.

“ o Andre please don’t, I’ll deal with it at school.”

“Are you sure ,” I nod and when we go back out to our table, Dennis and the others are gone. 

The first day of school  

Eric  

I drive up to school in my brand new BMW i8 Roadster and heads turn as I whip it into what I remember as Marc Simpson’s spot. I can hear the whispers of my peers saying that Marc is going to be pissed.

“Step one is sprung, piss off the quarterback,” I think to myself as I close the top, get out, lock up and set the surround lock alarm.

I shake my head, freeing my hair of the tie that was holding it from blowing around. I leave my Gucci 60 MM square Rutenium sunglasses on as I confidently stroll across the lawn towards the school building with my Michael Kors backpack strung over my right shoulder. Damn I’m good thanks to Andre’s behavioral coaching … I’m a new guy and I pause when I see Andre strolling from the faculty parking lot, speaking with the new gym teacher. He was the new sports physical therapist that the school board had recently hired. 

“My hero always protecting me.”  I’m thinking when a familiar voice shouts out, breaking the morning calm.

“Hey fuck head!” Marc yells from behind me, but I ignore him and walk on. “Hey, are you fucking deaf, I’m talking to you.” Marc says causing me to abruptly stop when he steps in front of me. 

“Oh were you, because I distinctly heard you address someone name fuck head and with my name being Eric, I chose to ignore you. Now get the fuck out of my way before I am forced to move you,” I tell him not an inch from his face.

He stares at me for a moment, as if sizing up the situation and then simply steps aside. “Smart move, peck weed,” I tell him as I readjust my bag and move on, noticing Andre watching me from the school door.

Never in my life have I ever felt so confident and so scared all at the same time. Although I knew this school like the back of my hand, I pretend to be lost lost as soon as I step into the main hall. 

“Can I help you find something,” a sweet familiar voice asks and here comes test number two in my charade.

When I turn to Kathy, her smile fades and her mouth drops open wide. “Oh fuck, she knows who I am,” I’m thinking.

“Are you alright…” I ask.

“Ah … yes … sorry I’m Kathy, with a K. Damn, but you’re one hot guy,” she says and instantly her face turns red.

“Well thank you Kathy with a K and you’re quite beautiful too,” I decide to return the compliment, which deepens her blush. “I’m Eric Müller.” I say with amusement.

I had some of the world’s best tutors while I was recovering, so now I am so ready for my senior year. Another thing that I was tutored in was self defense as well as self confidence. I learned under the same sensei that had taught Andre and was now confident of my abilities to protect myself, which I was prepared to use against Marc or anyone else that decides to intimidate me. I’m also thankful for my voice coach that I had during my recovery. My throat had been so badly injured that Andre had hired a speech therapist to help me regain my speech. The only problem with that was that she ended up giving me a heavy Swiss accent.

I hand Kathy my transcript and as she’s reading it she’s smiling.

“Oh my goodness Eric, you’re our foreign exchange student aren’t you,” I nod. “We’re going to have a great year because we have the same classes and the same home room. Now let’s see where they gave you a locker,” she says studying my schedule.

As she leads down the hall, she nonchalantly intertwines her arm through mine and her face is beaming. I let her for the moment because I’m not yet ready to come out to school. That day is coming in the near future and at my timing.

“Here’s your locker … handsome,” she says a bit daring and blushing.

“Vielen dank Hübsche Kathy,” I say a bit loudly and bend to give her a brief kiss to her lips.

“Huh …what did you just say?”

“I’m sorry, I forgot that I’m in America now. I said thank you very much beautiful in my native language of German.”

Kathy was never one of the popular girls. Although she was a very pretty girl, her true beauty shines from within. It’s part of my goal this year to elevate her status from nerd girl to one of the girls that are hot and popular, which meant a considerable makeover. 

“Kathy, are you doing anything after school today?” I ask and her smile broadens.

“Nothing really, why?”

“Meet me back here at the end of classes and I will tell you.”

“Nothing like keeping a girl in suspense. Will I like it, whatever you’re planning?”

“If you’re like any other red blooded American girl, yes you’ll adore it. Oh yes , you didn’t drive to school did you?” I ask, not sure how much Kathy has come in her financial affairs.

“No why?”

“”If you have no objections, may I take you home?

“Oh my goodness yes,” she enthusiastically says and throws herself at me, kissing me passionately. “Oops sorry,” and again she blushes but I pull her forward and kiss her hard and thrust my tongue into her mouth causing her to moan as my hand slowly moves down her back to rest just above her ass, pressing her tightly to me.

By now we have quite the audience and Kathy is anxious to avoid it but I’m not and I deepen our kiss. 

“Eric, please don’t think that I’m that kind of girl, because I’m not.”

“I can assure you that I’m not that kind of guy either,” I say and pause as I consider whether to trust her or not. I decide to wait but say, “Kathy, I’m an old world type guy, raised with strict values and strong morals. I have nothing against making out, but when it comes to sex I prefer to wait for marriage. I’m sorry if I mislead you of my intentions. I just wanted a girlfriend,” I softly tell her hoping that she can be trusted.

“Oh thank goodness, I thought that you thought that I was one of those loose popular girls. But,” she hesitates for a moment before she continues. “I would think twice about sharing your values Eric, because someone I really liked was just suspected of being gay because he was considered a nerd by the in crowd , shall we say. They evidently mistook him for being gay,” she pauses as she wipes away her tears. “ Anyway, he was tormented and eventually beaten to within an inch of his life because of gossip and false assumptions. So please, I’ll pose as your girlfriend for now but just keep quiet about being an old world type of guy, okay?”

“For now I’ll postpone any sharing of my values but I’m not afraid Kathy. I’m more than capable of protecting myself as well as my friends. Besides, my brother is the sports physical therapist here,” I tell her and her mouth drops open.

“You’re brother is that walking dream boat in gym shorts,” she asks while fanning herself with her hands.

“A walking dream boat in gym shorts, holy shit I can’t wait to tell Andre this,” I tell her and we both laugh.

Any further conversation is postponed because the five minute warning bell rings and hand in hand we walk to our home room happy to be friends. We’re almost to class when I see Marc and he’s harassing a male student. Kathy whispers to me that the kids name is Gary and a friend of hers.

“Get your fucking hands off of my friend Gary before I mop the hall with your face.”

“Just mind your fucking business asshole or else,” he says in a threatening tone. 

“When it’s my friend that you’re messing with then it is my business. Either leave him alone and get to class or you’ll deal with me,” I tell him inches from his face.

He glares into my eyes and decides he’s better off leaving.

I help Gary up and the three of us walk to our class. 

***** 

The first half of my day has gone superbly, my classmates are eager to know me and I like the fact that although I’m popular I’m nothing like the other popular guys. I am on the the way to the library when I decide to use the boy’s room and I hear strange sounds coming from the last stall. The bathroom is empty so I quietly creep towards the stall. I bend down and see two pair of shoes both going in the same direction with pants gathered around the ankles. I go quietly into the next stall and stand on the toilet to look over the top wall between the stalls. When I peek over the top I nearly gasp because I see Matt fucking my brother Dennis. Dennis is gripping the toilet piping as Matt thrusts his cock deep

into my brother’s ass and Dennis is grinding his ass back against Matt. I could tell that Matt was close to coming because his breathing was short and hard. I would hate to have Dennis go through what I went through, but then he could get expelled for what he was doing.

“Du kannst ausgewiesen werden, wenn du das tust, weißt du,” I say in German and Matt jumps so quickly, his cock pulls out of my brother’s ass, shooting its load all over my brother.

“Oh fuck,” Matt says as he hurriedly pulls up his jeans, as does my brother and I exit my stall. “Wait, I can explain,” Matt says exiting his stall and quickly followed by my brother. “Do you speak English?”

“ja, ich will,” I say.

“He’s fucking with us because I heard him talking fluent English in the bathroom at Toni’s restaurant the other day,” Dennis says and then turns to me. “So you’re our new foreign exchange student from Switzerland aren’t you,” he asks and I decide to be frank with them before someone else comes in.

“Yes I am, the names Eric and you’re both lucky that it was me that caught you fucking and not someone else or a faculty member because you could have been expelled. By the way, that’s what I said to you in my native language of German. Also Matt you might want to clean your  cum off the back of your boyfriend’s shirt before you leave …”

“Oh sorry,” he says he grabs a wet paper towel and begins wiping his sperm from Dennis’ shirt.

“I’m Dennis Wilson and Matt here is not my boyfriend, we’re just fuck buddies,” Dennis says.

“Really, you have so little respect for yourself that you would let him fuck you in a public toilet just like you were prepared to do for me at Toni’s? And you Matt, you seem to have no respect for him if you would risk him being caught and expelled or worse beaten up because he’s gay,” I tell them both and they hang their head in shame.

“I was horny and …”

“And you thought that you would just wag your dick and he would bend over  and give you his ass to fuck, didn’t you. My goodness, do you have such a low self esteem, both of you that you would treat each other as objects instead of human beings?” I ask and turn to leave.

“Are you going to report us,” Dennis asks.

“No, but I do hope that you think long and hard about what I just said,” I tell them and leave them there and head to lunch. 

As I suspected from my encounters that I had earlier with my classmates gave me more invitations from classmates to sit with them then I could even imagine. I had all the popular girls rushing me from every direction but I saw Kathy, plain Jane Kathy, sitting among the other unpopular kids I simply excused myself. 

“I can’t possibly let my girlfriend eat alone, now can I,” I ask and leave them with their mouths hanging open.

“Hey sweetie,” I say and give her a short kiss before taking the seat beside her.

“Ah… hi,” she says, startled by my show of affection. 

I pull her close and whisper in her ear, “do you still want to be my  girlfriend or have I assumed it wrong?”

“I guess but we WILL talk after school, okay,” she whispers back and I nod.

 “I have gym class after lunch and then I’m free for the rest of the day.”

“Me too,” she says and becomes uncommonly quiet. “You know Eric, there’s something about that I can’t quite put my finger on that strikes me as familiar,” she suddenly says and I just smile showing off my new perfect white teeth that had been implanted during my facial surgeries.

“Really?”

“Yeah, it’s like you remind me of someone that I know and love dearly as a friend.”

“How so and who was this person?” 

His name was Thaddeus James Wilson but he went by TJ and he had a horrible time here at school. The jocks and most of the popular kids were cruel to him because they suspected that he was gay. He was my best friend and I cried for weeks when his father nearly killed him. You’re very much like him, in that you’re considerate of those classmates that others tend to look down upon. I really loved that about him and now you. 

“So where’s this friend now,” I inquire.

“Somewhere in Europe recovering from his injuries. His brother goes to school here, but he’s a class behind us. Dennis Wilson is his name and he’s nothing like his brother was. Where TJ was quiet and introverted, Dennis is loud and extroverted. He’s openly gay and doesn’t care who knows it.” Kathy goes very quiet and looks around before continuing. “My friend’s brother is on the school basketball team that Dennis is also on and she told me something about Dennis that made me so thankful that TJ was no longer here.”

“What was it that could possibly put that look on your face?”

“You have got to promise not to breathe a word of this to anyone.”

“I promise,” I say and cross my heart.

“There, that’s another thing that you do that TJ use to do whenever he made a promise to me. Anyway, my friend Angela overheard her brother telling his friend Marc, yes that Marc, about how Dennis fucked and sucked the entire basketball team after they won state last year.”

My anger is so tangible that if Dennis were to walk into my reach I would have beaten the shit out of him.

“Is this fact Kathy or just some teen trying to get Dennis in trouble?”

“I thought like you but I started hearing other guys from the team saying similar things about Dennis and how he so called serviced the team.”

“Does this school lack all sense of respect for one’s own body? It’s quite clear that they don’t have any respect for each other. Just this morning, never mind,” I say as I rethink telling her about what he saw.

“What … you can’t start to tell me something and then just forget about it.”

“Okay but you have to give me your promise now not to say anything.”

“I promise now out with it.”

“I had to use the restroom before I came here and when I stepped into the restroom nearest the library, I caught Matt fucking Dennis in a stall. Matt was somewhat upset but Dennis appeared to me like he could care less. Besides that, before Dennis and I had even met, he openly flaunted his … well you can pretty well guess what he flaunted and offered me a blow job right there in the restroom of Toni’s restaurant.”

“If TJ were still here he’d have beaten him to an inch of his life.”

“I bet that he would, because if he were my brother I would have. So enough about these sex crazed teens and more about this idea that I have to help these guys,” I whisper and nod my head towards the guys sitting around us.

“I’m all ears so tell me about this idea that you have.”

I take a deep breath and drink the last of my soft drink before beginning

“I never could tolerate bullying in any shape or form. Just because you’re one of the popular kids or bigger in body size doesn’t give you the right to bully those that aren’t. I have been thinking about teaching a class in self defense for these kids that seem to be bullied. What do you think, would they be interested?” I ask.” It would also boost their self esteem.”

“Are you kidding me Eric, they’d jump at the chance.”

“Well spread the word discreetly to those that you think would benefit from such a class. I will let you know the specifics later, but I’d like to keep it to our class first and if it goes well then I’ll offer it to the entire school.” 

I grab our lunch trays after we finish our lunch and rise. “I guess it’s time for gym,” I say as I deposit our trash and trays in the proper places.

She gives me a kiss and takes my hand before we leave the cafeteria. 

***** 

“Gentlemen, I’m Mr. Franklin, your new physical education teacher. This here is Mr. Andre Müller, our sports rehab therapist. Now gentlemen, you’ll find that we will not tolerate any kind of bullying per order of the school committee and myself included,” he says and passes the conversation on to Andre. 

“I’m aware that many of you that consider yourselves part of the in crowd have the right to look down upon and even bully those that are not as you say, your equals. Well let me assure you that this school has a zero tolerance rule against bullying and you WILL BE EXPELLED if found guilty of bullying, am I clear on this, gentlemen,” Andre asks and we all nod. “Good, now dress up and meet in the gym.”

I turn and I’m instantly confronted with Marc, surrounded by his goon squad. 

“Just because there’s some fucking ordinance against bullying, your ass is still mine, fuck head,” he whispers and slams his shoulder against mine as he moves past me and turns back. “By the way, they give us that talk each year since that homo TJ Wilson nearly got killed.” He turns and walks away.

“I don’t think he forgives you for what you did for me earlier,” Gary whispers. “I never got the chance to thank you, Eric.” 

“As I told Marc earlier Gary, you’re my friend, okay,” he smiles broadly and nods. “And as a friend there’s no thanks necessary.” I tell him with a wink.

Class is outside and we’re divided into two teams for a game of baseball, shirts against skins. Marc and I were chosen  captains and I chose to be skins. My team consisted mostly of the guys that usually went unpicked the nerds and geeks, which I had expected. Marc parades around like a peacock that had just attracted a mate, thinking that he’s already won. 

“Okay guys,” I say as we gather in the home team dugout. “We’re up first. Have any of you ever played baseball?” I ask and most of them nod their head. “Were you any good,” was my next question,” and most nod again.

We’re up to bat and Gary having been one that had nodded his head, is first up.  Marc is pitching and he smirks and throws the first ball. It’s low and to the outside, ball one. Marc is surprised that Gary didn’t swing. His next pitch is across the plate and Gary swings, sending the ball deep into right field. He takes off running and clears first, second and finally stops at third. Marc is sputtering as another kid, George, steps up to base. Marc pitches and George swings and misses, strike one. Marc is elated and throws the ball. George swings, connects and sends it down center field to David who picks it up and throws it to home plate instead of first base, holding Gary on third base. 

“Okay Fred, we have two on base and no outs,” I tell him but he’s not one that nodded. “ just give your best.”

Sure enough, Marc strikes him out. Phil walks boldly up to the base and stares down Marc as he taps the home plate several times before taking his stance. Marc gives him a glare as pitches the ball. Phil swings, connecting with the ball for a base hit. The bases are loaded when I step up for my turn. Marc and I lock eyes and he pitches the ball, ball one. He’s determined to strike me out and I’m determined to get to base. His second pitch is like the first for ball two. Marc is so full of himself that he throws and it’s directly over the plate. I swing with everything in me and I slam the ball, sending it over the fence for a home run. Marc is livid as we all run the bases and giving high fives all around at home plate. By the time the teacher calls the end of the class, we were still at bat with two outs and a final score of seven to zero.

Back in the locker room the teacher calls quiet. “Today was for me a way to determine what students would make the varsity baseball team for spring semester. While only one team got to bat, I got to see how well the other team played together as a team and their knowledge of the game. You skins stand the best chance for making the varsity team in the spring. The shirt team, junior varsity unless there’s a vast improvement. Now hit the showers,” he says and walks away.

I boldly walk into the locker room with my team and Marc confronts me right away. “I bet you think that you’re something, getting those nerds on the varsity baseball team.”

“You know Marc, school would be so much better if you and your goon squad would just accept the diversity of the people in this school or better yet, transfer to another school. Now if I was to be honest about it, I am willing to bet that most, if not all, would be happy to see the latter.”

Marc takes a swing at me but I grab his arm mid swing and used his body’s forward momentum to flip him onto his back. I place my foot on his stomach with just enough pressure to keep him immobile. 

“ I think that we are done here Marc, or would you like another lesson in respect and humility?” Marc shakes his head and I release him, but as I walk away he lunges at me and takes the cowardly approach, attacking me from behind. 

Again I use his own body’s movement against him. I grab his arms as he tries to grab me from behind, bend over rapidly forward and flip him over my shoulder and to the floor once again. This time I straddle his chest, pinning his arms to his sides beneath my knees as I stare down at him. “You’re lucky that I’m a very passive guy or else I’d show you how truly violent I can be when pushed beyond my point of tolerance. Now I will release you but if you even entertain the thought of retaliating again, consider me beyond that point, am I being understood here or do I need to say it in another language?”

“I got it.”

“Good. Oh yeah while I have your attention, if I hear that you or one of your goons here even look cross eyed at anyone that was on my team today, I will find you, believe me Marc I WILL FIND YOU and you will pay right along with them.” I get up and walked over to my locker along with my team. 

We undressed together and not one of my teammates acts shy about being nude together. We were showering when Marc and his guys entered the shower. I instantly see how my team’s demeanor changes when they enter and I make a mental note to address this when I start up my class. Another thing that I notice which clearly catches me off guard is Marc’s eyes glancing at my cock repeatedly until his own cock starts to chub up and he abruptly turns towards the wall.

“Well well, bad ass Marcy boy may be gay and hiding it,” I think to myself and quickly glance over at him and catch him staring at my cock again. He looks up and gives his defensive glare and asks, “what the fuck are you looking at homo,” he shouts and grins, looking around at his goons for back up .

“I was just about to ask you the same question, Marc, because that’s the third time that I caught you checking out my cock,” I say inches from his face. “I forgot to mention Marcy boy another thing that I learned this summer from my brother who took human behavioral psychology in college, that those guilty of something usually point accusatory fingers at others to deflect the attention from themselves. So Marc, I’ll ask you again, why were you fantasizing over my cock?”

The shower is absolutely quiet as all eyes, including those of his goon squad turn to Marc and anxiously await his reply.

“Go fuck yourself. You come storming into this school like some fucking nerd savior and now you expect us to believe that you’re not gay,” Marc yells and storms from the shower. “Thanks but no thanks we don’t need saving,” he yells from the doorway and then leaves.

As he pauses at the doorway our eyes meet and hold for a second and I see his shame. But there is something else there that I see for just a breath … help me please and then it’s gone. This is something that I am definitely going to discuss with Andre later. Am I proud of what I just did to Marc, no. I am internally upset about it because I feel like I have been no different than Marc had been to those kids that he felt superior to. Granted that my reasoning behind my actions are way different then those of Marc or any other bully. But it’s how you make the target of your rage and how you, yourself feels after that matters.

I feel horrible that I humiliated and shamed him in front of his friends and peers, like they do to those that are helpless to defend against bullying. That and that alone is what I cannot deal with. No one person should be made to feel ashamed of who they are, regardless of their race, sex, sexuality or any other difference that makes them unique.

“Ah Eric, are you alright,” Gary asks, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I look around me, the shower is deserted except for the two of us.

“I’m fine Gary, just lost in my thoughts,” I tell him

“The bell rang a while ago and we’re the last two here,” and I notice that he’s still naked and a bit nervous and shaking.

“Did something happen that I missed.” I ask, placing my hand on his shoulder to calm him.

“I know that you said that because we’re friends that I didn’t have to thank you for what you did for me today but I, me, well us other guys that aren’t deemed acceptable by those like Marc and his gang want you to know that we really appreciate you and how you stand up for us,” he says and grabs me around my neck and heatedly kisses me. “ oh fuck Eric I’m so sorry,” he says and turns to leave but I grab him gently by his arm and stop him.

“It’s okay Gary, I understand. You’re gay and I can and do accept your choice to be gay.” I tell him and I can see him visibly relax. “Do you have a boyfriend?”

“Kind of, it’s Dennis Wilson but he’s to wild. He says life’s too short to be tied down to just one guy’s dick,” he says and begins to cry.

“I’m really going to have to have a heart to heart with my brother,” I’m thinking as I hold Gary to me.

I look past him and see my man standing at the entrance of the shower smiling and nodding his understanding. 

“I think that we better get dressed and leave before we’re locked in here for the night.”

“I wouldn’t mind Eric but I think you would.”

I just smile and nod as we walk from the shower to the locker room. Gary stops short when he sees Andre sitting on a bench waiting for us and Gary looks to me for help.

“Sorry man to hold you up, but Gary and I had some guy things to talk about,” I tell Andre and give a wink.

“Is everything alright Gary, is there any reason for me to intervene or is everything coo?” Andre asks and his eyes drop to Gary’s cock and lingers a bit to long.

“Nah, everything is cool,” and I get a bit jealous when I see him checking out Gary’s body.

“Ahem, was there something that you needed,” I ask pulling his attention back to me.

“Nope, just waiting to close up is all,” he says and damn if his eyes don’t go back to Gary’s cock, which from the way that it’s clubbing up, Gary notices also.

“Gary go get dressed … now!” I say a little to sharply and he hurries around the corner to his locker. “Did you enjoy eye fucking him,” I ask Andre.

“Jealous are we?” Andre asks as he reaches out and grabs me by my cock and pulls me towards him.

He quickly engulfs my cock and deep throats it as my hands reach for his shoulders to steady myself. Damn, but my guy can really suck a cock.

“Oh fuck … sorry,” Gary stammers as he comes around the corner and sees us.

Instead of letting me go when I try to push away, he simply holds me by the hips and pulls me closer, continuing to blow me. Gary is spell bound watching my cock sliding in and out of Andre’s mouth. I look down at Gary’s crotch and his shorts are tenting and there’s a wet spot forming. 

“You might as well strip and join us before you come in your shorts,” I tell him and he’s undressed in less than a minute.

He steps up beside me and I wrap my arm around his neck and pull him into one hell of a kiss as Andre drops my cock and swallows Gary’s cock.

“I had wished all day that you were gay Eric, but I never imagined this would happen … fuck he knows how to suck dick.”

“Well it didn’t happen if you know what I mean,” I tell him.

“I promise I won’t say it word to anyone, not even my best friend Kathy.”

“Oh fuck, I’m supposed to meet her at my locker now,” I say and Andre steps up his sucking on Gary’s cock. 

Gary’s hands are holding my guy’s head and thrusting his cock feverishly, in and out of Andre’s willing mouth. Andre shoves a finger deep inside Gary’s ass, massaging his love nut deep inside to bring on his climax.

“Oooooh … fuck I’m coming,” he shouts and thrusts his cock fully into Andre’s mouth and stops, shooting his feen spunk down a grateful throat while I kiss him deeply.

Spent and nearly dropping to the floor, Gary steps back and Andre resumes sucking me. I’m close and I pull Gary up to me for a kiss. My cock explodes in Andre’s mouth as my tongue invades Gary’s mouth. 

“That is one hell of a way to end the first day of school,” Andre says wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

“Gary, go to my locker and tell Kathy that I will be there shortly.”

“What if she asks me why you’re late?”

“Tell her that I had to work out some muscles that he injured during baseball,” Andre tells him. “And remember, all this stays between the three of us, got it,” he says and Gary crosses his heart.

“I promise Andre,” he says and takes off running.

“What possessed you to do this, Andre?” I ask once we’re alone.

“We’re guys Eric and like any other guy, we get horny. Seeing Gary standing in your arms crying earlier and then later when he just stood beside you talking… 

“Okay, go on.”

“Well his body and cock looked so cute, so twinkish.”

“Twinkish?”

“Yeah twinkish, innocently boyish but not a kid. I got turned on, sorry.”

“That’s okay babe, we spoke about this in Zurich. We knew that there would be guys along the line that might turn us on. I will admit that I did get a bit jealous at first but then I remembered who comes to bed with me each night,”

“That’s another thing, seeing you get jealous kind of turned me on also. Now you had best be going before Kathy suspects there is something really wrong with you.

I hurriedly get dressed, kiss Andre and remind him about later and then run out to meet Kathy. 

***** 

Kathy is waiting for me at my locker and she looks upset.

“I’m sorry that I’m late but I hurt my shoulder playing baseball and Mr. Müller massaged my shoulder muscles and worked the kinks out.” I lie.

“Are you sure that you’re okay?” She asks and gives me a warm hug and whispers thanks in my ear.

“What are you thanking me for now!”

“I ran into Gary on his way out and he told me about your shoulder and he also told me what you did with the goon squad and Marc.”

“I didn’t do anything special, I just gave them the chance to prove their mettle to the coach. Marc, well he got taken down another wrung on that high horse ladder of his. But I think that there’s something going on with Marc that he’s using his bullying to hide.”

“Really, what makes you think that?”

“It’s just a hunch and something that I caught in his eyes when we had our tiff.

“Well I think that what you did for them was fabulous.” We are walking and talking and she stops abruptly when I click my alarm off. “Oh my word is this really your car?” I nod as I open the door for her and notice the out dated outfit that she’s wearing.

“ I have to be honest with you Kathy, I have something that I want to do for these people that sign on for my class and I want to start with you.

“Okaaaay what is it?”

“ I want to do a complete makeover for them, self defense, self esteem and appearance. I have unlimited funds at my disposal for this project because it’s being funded by someone that truly cares about kids like us.”

“I don’t understand, how can you even begin to put yourself into their category? Look at you Eric, you’re the hottest guy in our senior class, no, in the entire school. The only other guy even close to you is… wait a minute here,” she says and turns in her seat to look at me. I just realized that you and Mr.Müller have the same last name. O M G you even spell it the same with those cute little dots over the letter u. Do you care to explain that one?” Kathy asks giving me that tell me no lies look.

This was the moment of truth for Kathy and I. She would either accept the truth about me or feel betrayed I’m thinking as I pull into the mall and park in a secluded area. I take a deep breath and look at her and keep a slight smile on my face.

“What I’m about to tell you Kathy must stay between us. Its imperative that no one knows, not any of the other kids signing up for this program, not Dennis, not Matt and especially not Gary. He already idolizes me. I am trusting you so will you give me your promise that what I share with you stays between us whether you like it or not?”

“You’re really starting to scare me Eric, but you have my promise.”

Again I take a deep breath and take her hand and look at her, knowing that as Tj I could trust her, so as Eric I will too.

To be continued...

Posted: 09/17/2021