Tommy and Tanner, Chapter 5
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Tommy and Tanner 5
Christmas break was longer than usual because the holiday fell in the middle of the week. In years when it did, school board members and administrators felt it was pointless to have students go to classes for a couple of days after Christmas and then be off again for New Year's. Why not combine the time with the weekends and have a real vacation? They usually started school a few days earlier in the fall to compensate so second term wouldn't run too long in the spring.
As a result, the boys in the Torrance household had much more leisure time than usual. Tim used some of his hours of freedom to hang with Chas and to take in a couple of movies with his friend and the girls they had escorted to homecoming.
Tanner got a call from Sibyl inviting him to dinner when her grandparents came to visit on the weekend. Tanner wasn't particularly excited about meeting the grandparents because he felt like he was on exhibit. They were nice people, but tended to act as if he were Sibyl's boyfriend – a title he was not ready to assume.
After her grandparents left, Sibyl continued to invite Tanner over. Her parents were both at work since they didn't get the same kind of break the teachers did. Tanner was hesitant to go, but he thought his deceased father would expect him to take more than a passing interest in girls and he might as well get used to it.
Teri wasn't aware that Tanner and Sibyl were alone at her house or she would have forbidden his going. As it was, Tanner's experiences with the opposite sex were progressing a little faster than he was ready for.
When Tim and Tanner were gone, Tommy moped around the house. He played video games against his little brother sometimes, but he won so often that it wasn't much fun. Besides, Tuck started inviting other boys his age to play with him during vacation, Bobby Emmons being the main one.
When one of his classmates, Mason Frey, called to invite him over, Tommy jumped at the chance. Mason was home alone because his parents both worked and he had no siblings. But, he did have all of the latest video games and was a worthy opponent.
Mason was not just an only child, but an only grandchild on both sides of the family. Therefore, he had about every electronic "toy" a boy could dream of owning. His room was at least twice the size of the one Tommy and Tanner shared and it practically overflowed with possessions.
Mason's room was also kept at a higher temperature than Tommy's was. It was almost uncomfortably warm. Tommy shed his sweatshirt as they paused from playing for a few minutes. Mason also took off his sweater complaining that his parents insisted on keeping the house too hot. They were both in jeans and thin, tight-fitting T-shirts which showed off their nipples.
As they lay back on Mason's bed relaxing after a challenging game, Mason started to play-wrestle with Tommy. The two were evenly matched since they were about the same height and weight. However, Tommy managed to pin Mason on his back and grinned in victory.
Mason pushed up with his hips bringing their groins together. He kind of humped against Tommy which made the latter lose concentration. Then in a surprise move, Mason flipped Tommy on his back.
Tommy's energy was spent, so he didn't try to dislodge Mason. Besides, the body contact felt pretty good – especially now that he and Tanner weren't sharing a bed. Mason took advantage of his dominant position and humped against Tommy again. Tommy froze. He didn't know what to do. Male sexual play of this sort wasn't supposed to feel good to a guy, but it did – really good. It also felt hot when Mason playfully pinched his nipples. A few minutes later, he didn't resist when Mason undid the button and zipper on his jeans.
About a month later, as Tommy and Tanner trudged home from school in the newly fallen snow, Tanner brought up the subject of Tommy's friendship with Mason.
"Man, are you sure you want to hang around with him? He might not be the best guy to be seen with. I overheard some talk between a couple of guys on the basketball team and they were saying what good blow-jobs he gives. It looks like he does more than hand out towels after the practice."
Tommy gulped.
"Are you sure he's doing it with those other guys?" he asked before realizing the implications of how he'd phrased his question.
(But Tanner didn't seem to pick up on the "other guys" part of Tommy's response as he continued.)
"They bragged about using him, and they talked about one time when he did three of them at the same time in the shower while the other guys watched. I guess one guy kept an eye out for the coaches so they didn't get caught."
Tommy felt sick. He had assumed he was Mason's only playmate. He wondered what kind of things he could catch from someone who evidently wasn't into monogamy. He felt even worse emotionally as he thought about how closely he had bonded with Mason. Mason was a handsome stud nearly a year older though he was also a freshman. Tommy had been elated that Mason would want to be naked with him. Damn!
As the boys were entering the kitchen door, the phone rang. It was Mason calling to see if Tommy could come over. Tommy made some lame excuse about all the stuff he had to do for school so he wouldn't have to confront the issue right away.
Tanner and he started their homework a few minutes later. Tanner could tell something was eating at Tommy because the latter was having trouble concentrating. He had to be prompted to stay on task. Normally, it was the other way around because Tanner was more prone to let his mind wander.
At dinner, Tommy picked at his food. Teri noticed and asked if he felt ill. Her questioning caused him to attempt to eat better and not to mope around as much - at least not openly.
"Are you mad at me?" Tanner asked as the boys donned their pajama bottoms and got ready for bed.
"No, why would I be mad at you?" Tommy responded.
"Well, I guess for telling you about Mason. I know you probably find it hard to believe he sucks cocks. But, I'm pretty sure he does. As long as he leaves you alone, I guess it doesn't matter, huh?"
"Why would you care if he did suck my cock as well as everybody else's?" Tommy blurted out.
"Because you're my best bud and my brother and I don't want you to get hurt."
The following afternoon, Tommy walked home with Mason. The minute he followed Mason into his room, he felt Mason's hands on his crotch. It was a pleasant sensation, but he wasn't going to succumb to it.
"No, don't!" he demanded.
"What? Are you playing hard to get? I know I can help with the hard' part and I'm sure I'm gonna get it'."
"We have to talk. I heard you've been doing this with everybody. I thought we had something special."
"We do! We get each other naked, we hug and kiss, I suck your dick until you blow, and I swallow your load. I think that's special!"
"Not if you're doing the whole basketball team," Tommy said icily.
"Hey, a guy has a right to have fun. Have you seen some of those cocks? You didn't think we were boyfriends, did you?" Mason asked as he began to strip. "We're too young to settle down to one person. Besides, it wasn't with everybody on the team, just two or three."
"Maybe you're right, but I thought you cared. You could be exposing me to all kinds of things. I heard you can get some STD's from what you've been doing and you could pass them on to your buddies."
"I'm not worried and you shouldn't be either. We haven't done anything dangerous and besides, most high school guys don't fuck around a lot – it's more talk than action."
"Well, this is one freshman who isn't gonna chance it," Tommy declared. "I'm outta here."
"You'll be back. You know how good I do it. You know you love my tongue on your balls and licking up your hard shaft." Mason teased as he waved his own stiffy at Tommy. "I could teach you to be as good at sucking dick as I am if you'd only let me. Come here and put your tongue on this."
Tommy could feel his cock becoming harder as Mason played with himself and talked about things he would do with him, but Tommy remained resolute. Despite the throbbing ache in his Levis, he turned and walked down the stairs and out the front door.
Swimming every morning and every afternoon helped to keep Tommy busy enough to distract his mind from his predicament with Mason. The strenuous physical exertion also helped keep him from being excessively horny.
Tanner was on the team too, so they spent a lot more time together although there wasn't much opportunity to talk during practice. They also shared the locker room with a bunch of fit, hot looking guys. Tommy discreetly checked them out, but didn't see anyone as appealing as Tanner. Damn! He'd have to stop thinking like that. After all, Tanner was now his brother. Besides, it seemed that Tanner was really into girls.
Most of the guys on the swim team were pretty amiable. It was kind of like a brotherhood. They would tease each other and snap each other's butts with damp towels, but they would also stand up for each other against outsiders.
One guy on the team didn't fit that model. Jordan Cook was a senior who thought he was an Olympic-quality swimmer. He was nearly 19 and, although not built like a defensive lineman, intimidated most of the freshmen because he towered over them. He tried to bully the smaller boys whenever he thought he could get away with it.
After practicing late one afternoon, Tanner headed for the locker room while Tommy swam one more lap; working on his breast stroke which he felt needed improvement. Tanner could hear the shower running as he stripped off his Speedo and grabbed his towel.
Jordan was in the shower leering at him when he entered.
"You're just the little prick I've been waiting to see. I want you to stay away from Sibyl. She's too good for a pussy-boy like you."
"I'll date anyone I want to," Tanner replied obviously unimpressed by Jordan's menacing attitude.
Of course that wasn't the answer Jordan expected to hear, because he proceeded to shove Tanner to the floor. Before Tanner could get up, Jordan pointed his dick toward the freshman and tried to hit him in the face with a stream of piss. Tommy entered at that moment pushing Jordan and spoiling his aim.
"You shouldn't have done that, Tommy boy," Snarled Jordan. "I'm gonna see that both of you get initiated properly next week. You'll be treated to a golden shower from everyone on the team and if you tell, you'll be missing a few teeth."
After his threat, Jordan went to dry off and to dress. Tommy and Tanner stayed in the shower until they heard him leave. When they came into the locker room, they saw both of their suits floating in the toilet along with a rather large turd.
"Shit!" Tommy swore.
"Exactly, my dear Watson," Tanner snickered.
Then both boys broke into giggles over Tanner's remark. They were not about to let the nasty actions of one jerk spoil their lives. On their way out, they stopped in Coach Lewis's office to report the incident. He accompanied them to the locker room bringing his camera, two plastic bags, and a tongue depressor. After taking several photos, he gloved up to get a sample of the fecal material on the stick (which he put in the smaller of the Ziploc bags). Finally, he fished out the Speedos and placed them in the larger bag.
"I think I have enough evidence to prove who the culprit was. He could be kicked off of the team for this. At the very least, I can probably scare him into leaving you younger guys alone. I sort of hate to lose him because he's almost as good as he thinks he is."
"When he finds out we told, we'll have to watch our backs all of the time," Tanner said shaking his head. "Maybe we should have just overlooked it."
"NO," the coach answered firmly. "Anyone who would do something this gross won't stop there. He and I need to have a `come to Jesus' meeting; you did the right thing."
It was a team tradition that all members got their hair bleached or dyed a week before their final meets. The chlorine from the pool had already made it as unmanageable as straw. Then, after a couple of days, each member was given a wild and strange haircut by his teammates. Just before the big events, everyone got a complete head and body shave. It was a kind of bonding rite and everyone willingly took part in it. They believed that exposed body hair presented enough drag in the water to amount to several seconds of time in a race.
This year, Jordan Cook was intent on making it more like a hazing - especially for two particular freshmen. His first attempt to humiliate the boys was to make sure they got really weird bleach and dye jobs, but it didn't work as he has planned because their peers thought they looked cool.
His next scheme, of shaving off only part of their hair, backfired too. Tanner and Tommy walked around school like punk-rock stars with their strange colored Mohawks spiked high with gel. Other kids wanted to have their pictures taken with the pair. It launched them into a kind of small-time celebrity status with the older kids as well as their classmates.
Jordan was really frustrated, so he went for plan "C". For their body shaving, the Torrance boys were held down while every hair on their bodies was removed except for their eyebrows. Their groins were as bare as a baby's.
Jordan stood in the center drinking a Coke while making sure the other guys on the team followed his orders. He was enjoying the feeling of power immensely. He had nearly everyone intimidated enough to do his bidding.
After there was nothing left to shave, Jordan told all of the other boys to take their dicks out and piss on the pair. When no one made a move to comply, Jordan swore at them calling them all a bunch of pussy-boys. He was going to show them how it was done.
Coach Lewis entered the locker room with his video camera running just as Jordan was about to make good on his threat.
"Cook, you're off of the team," the coach shouted. "Clean out your locker and get out of my sight."
"We were only having a little fun with the boys," Jordan insisted stuffing his penis back into his pants. "It's nothing that everyone else hasn't been through."
"Did the rest of you have your pubes shaved off?"
The other guys shook their heads, looking at the floor.
"Did anyone get pissed on?"
Again the response was negative.
"You can't kick me off for a little initiation stuff, coach. I'll lose my chance of a scholarship if you do. My dad will sue you and the school."
"Jordan, don't even think it."
At that moment, a man in a dark suit entered the room and looked around. He walked up to Jordan.
"Is this your drink, Son?"
"Yeah, what about it? Are you from the cola police? Are you gonna put me away for having pop in the locker room?"
The man gave him an icy stare as he carefully picked up the pop can with a gloved hand and placed it into what appeared to be an evidence bag. Then he turned to the coach.
"This pop can will have his DNA on it and we can compare it with the fecal matter you retrieved from the toilet incident. If it's a match, we can press charges for bullying."
Jordan turned pale. He had been blind-sided. He rushed from the room without stopping to remove anything from his locker. His guilt was evident.
"Does anyone else think this was simply a friendly initiation?" Coach Lewis inquired after the policeman had left.
None of the other swimmers could look him in the eye except for Tommy and Tanner who were now standing with towels around their waists.
"How many of you want to stay on the team?"
All hands went up, most of them timidly.
"I have a request. It would be out of line for me make you do this, but I'm going to suggest it. In order to bond with the guys you helped Jordan humiliate, you all should get your pubes shaved off too. You guys who shaved them should let them shave you. I'm leaving now; you need to decide what's fair. Whatever you do, I want a close-knit group before the finals."
The room got very quite. Eventually, Drake stripped, handed Tommy a razor and shaving cream and motioned him over.
"I'm sorry I took part in hazing you and I'm willing to give up my short hairs to prove it. Please don't nick me if you can help it."
Chris did the same asking Tanner to do the dubious honors. One by one, all of the team members lined up in two rows for their turn.
When Drake was "deforested", he ran his hands sensuously over his smooth crotch which began to respond to his touch.
"I think we've started a new tradition. I like the feel of this and I'll bet Sally will too."
"Yeah, like she's gonna feel around your little weenie." Matt giggled.
"It won't stay little if it gets petted. You wanna do it?" Drake said as his dick began to plump up a bit more.
"No thanks!" Matt said, trying to look totally offended.
Everyone laughed. The earlier tense mood was evaporating and was being replaced by one of camaraderie as the team found themselves on equal footing again.
By early February, Tommy was beginning to feel much better about life in high school. He was enjoying a bit of popularity after his crazy haircut. His teammates and he had done very well in the district swim meets even without their star. He was fitting in pretty nicely all around. And his bush was growing back. It even looked thicker!
Other things were working out too. He was not sorry he had broken off his brief relationship with Mason. He was a wiser boy because of it, and he hadn't exhibited any signs of sexually transmitted diseases. He'd spent several hours searching the Internet for symptoms and, thankfully, had none of them. His fear of being found out and his dread of the resulting fallout had largely dissipated.
Besides learning the hard lesson of not giving his heart away too easily, he was aware of the likelihood of another fact. He was becoming more and more convinced that his yearning for other boys was not a passing phase.
He continued to double date with Tanner about once every couple of weeks, but he didn't experience any magic when he finally tried making out with Ava. She was pretty and sweet, but she just didn't do it for him.
Perhaps in another year, when he had matured more, he would feel different. And yet even as he thought about it, he wasn't convinced. He wished he had someone to talk to about it. Maybe he could find help on the `net. But he'd heard horror stories about predators. What if some dirty old man would try to take advantage of him. He'd have to be careful.
Author's notes: Since last posting, I've hear from the following readers:
BR (Bob), Walt S, Paul R, Jim C, Paul J, Bert, John McD, Rutabaga, Tim K, Caleb, Bill T, Trish, Ott, Wayne S, JT, Bill K, Lawrence and Douglas, Tim K, Frank R, Tom A, Bob Z, Kyle Z, Jim W, Danny A, Edward L, Paul F, Gary McC, Mark H, Chea, and Carroll.
Lawrence and Douglas gave me permission to say a bit about their story. They fell in love at 16, committed themselves to each other when they turned 17 and have been together for something like half a century! So, for the unbelievers in the crowd, such love does happen!