Tommy and Tanner Chapter 65
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Tommy and Tanner, Chapter 65
For the kids in public school, the winter break ended right after New Year's Day. That holiday was celebrated by dinners in various homes and some of the guys texting quite a bit with each other.
January brought snow flurries and a flurry of activities. Besides wrestling and swimming meets, there was to be a demonstration by the kempo students at the Shogun. Mr. Hiroshige was planning an open house to promote his school. He felt that the presence of the boys who had successfully defended themselves against an attack by bigger boys would draw any number of kids who needed to be able to do the same if they were bullied. He also figured that members of the younger classes, like the one Brendan was in, would be more likely to continue if they could see what the older guys could do.
It was hard to schedule a time around everything else the boys had on their plates, but they felt that they owed their teacher for having given them the techniques and confidence to overcome their adversaries. They also felt it could provide the motivation for some shy kids to get involved. They eventually settled on a Saturday afternoon that would work for everyone. There would still be swimming practice in the morning, but the boys knew they could do both if they got enough sleep the night before.
On the day of the demonstration, the facility was packed to the point that there were few seats left by the time everyone arrived. Many of the other friends and family members of participants were there as were a rather large number of kids in general. Kazou Hiroshige beamed at the show of interest.
The performers all looked great in their uniforms. The self-discipline that the classes taught them kept even the boys Brendon's age sitting quietly and focusing when it wasn't their turn. That especially impressed their parents. It would be worth the tuition costs to have them be able to sit and pay attention!
The exhibition began with the beginners who were very proud to be able to do their moves with grace and style. Brendon looked like it was difficult for him not to beam the whole time, but he kept a look of concentration on his face because that was expected.
Tuck, Bobby, and Jared were able to show off their skills with others at their level and Tommy, Tanner, Devin, and Andy demonstrated what they could do after that.
When they were finished, Mr. Hiroshige reminded the audience, in his slightly broken English, that this was a serious branch of the martial arts and, though it looked almost like a graceful dance, was capable of inflicting serious injury. He told them it was not something to do at home with no training.
Barry Boswell, a classmate of the boys who seemed to be grooming himself to fill the void left by the jailing of Bart Johnson and his toadies, came from the sidelines to challenge any of the boys in a match.
"I can take you down in two minutes, Tanner Torrance – same with you, Tommy. I can beat anyone of you, one at a time with good old American knowhow. You don't need all this Asian prancing around."
"Have you forgotten what happened last fall in the fight when we were up against guys bigger than us?" Andy said to him.
"Those guys were at a disadvantage because they were hopped up on drugs. I'm clean and sober and I have the Right on my side, not some Japanese hocus-pocus!" Barry insisted. "I'll take you on right now. You choose which one wants to face me."
"So sorry," Mr. Hiroshige said, "Liability insurance would be jeopardized if I allowed non-member to be put into harm's way. You do not appear to be of legal age to sign waiver."
"You're trying to keep me from showing up your students for what they are – a bunch of losers. My dad can sign a form for me, right?"
"It would be possible, but not advisable. You have had no training. I cannot be responsible for broken bones."
A hush had fallen over the audience as they strained to hear what was being said. No one made a move to leave even though the official program had ended.
After a few minutes of discussion with Barry's father, Kazuo Hiroshige sent his son, Ken, to the office to retrieve a form for him to sign which would absolve the business of any liability. When that was completed, Barry and Tanner stood alone on a mat in the middle of the gym.
"I have no reason to fight you, Barry. If you want to do this, you have to make the first move."
Barry danced around like a boxer, raised his fists, and then charged Tanner who swiftly and efficiently put him on the floor. That made Barry angry, which gave a decided advantage to Tanner who kept his cool.
After the second time Tanner put him down, he held him in a position which made it impossible for him to get up.
"I suggest we call it a draw because I do not wish to harm you." Tanner said loudly.
"No way, fag! Let me up and I'll show you."
"Please do not make disparaging remarks about my orientation," Tanner requested. "If you want me to let you up, you need to retract that word."
They stayed in that position for a couple of minutes before Barry said that he would take it back.
"I'm sorry, but you must say that as loudly as you did when you called me a name."
"Okay, I take it back," Barry said in a more audible voice.
"Way to go Tanner," someone called from the stands.
Like an enraged bull, Barry charged again, fists flying. Tanner took him down even more quickly this time. It was obvious that he'd been holding back. While there was no sickening sound of breaking bones, the thump that Barry made as he hit the mat echoed through the building.
At this point, Mr. Hiroshige intervened.
"I am putting stop to this before Master Barry receives serious injuries. It is obvious to everyone who is winner."
The audience broke into applause, partly out of relief that it was over. Most people didn't wish to see Barry get hurt, except for a few kids he'd harassed. Some of them might have enjoyed seeing him in a full body cast!
As the boys marched to the dressing room in an orderly fashion, Barry came up to Mr. Hiroshige.
"Okay, you've made your point. I want to enroll in your classes. I want to be able to do what Tanner did to me."
"I must bid my guests farewell. Please follow my son into office to take photo and fill out registration application."
The younger Mr. Hiroshige escorted Barry and his father to the office where he prepared tea while the boy filled out the papers and had his picture taken.
"I'm not into this sissy drink," Barry's father said as he turned up his nose at the tea. "Don't you have something serous to drink?"
"You would perhaps like some saké? It is our traditional drink made from fermented rice."
"Okay, I'll have that."
Mr. Boswell took the offered cup and downed it like a shot of whiskey. He ended up coughing and sputtering.
"What the hell? Are you trying to poison me?"
"Sorry, it is meant to be sipped. Would you like another to drink more slowly?"
"Nah, I'll skip it. Come on Barry, get this finished so we can pay the bill and get home."
The elder Mr. Hiroshige came in at that point to talk to Barry and his father.
"First, I must put hand over your heart to test your spirit before I allow you to enroll," he said to Barry.
"I don't know; I don't like being touched by another guy."
"Suit yourself, but I will not accept you unless I know what is in heart."
"Just let him do it," Barry's father insisted. "I want to get home to watch the game."
Mr. Hiroshige put his hand on Barry's chest and closed his eyes. He remained silent for about a minute and then made his pronouncement.
"There is mixture of good and evil in you as in all of us. Now evil is winning out. You want to misuse the skills I would teach you. You need to meditate to cleanse soul before I allow you to learn what you could use to harm someone else."
"Oh great! I suppose you have a meditation class to add to the tuition costs I'll have to pay for my son."
"No, there is DVD I will give him for free. When he has done this, I will test him again. If he has problems with disk, I will give help."
"Come on Son; we'll find another studio who will take you without all this nonsense. We're outta here!"
Barry followed his father, but slipped the DVD into his pocket without being obvious.
"Other studios not accept you in present condition," Mr. Hiroshige called after them. "They will sense same things."
After they'd left, Ken turned to his father.
"You are a master! When other places turn him down, he will believe you really can feel the bad in him."
"You doubt father's mystical abilities?" the older man grinned. "Did you put his picture and details on website?"
"Yes Father. The other studios in the association will follow you and not enroll him either."
"I can see bad spirit in him, can't you?"
"Yes, I do sense that he would use our training for the wrong reasons. I hope he will change. You are wise to try to help him."
Tommy, Tanner, and Andy were swimming well and felt that they might set some new personal records at least. They loved having Devin as the team manager because it meant that the foursome could be together at all the meets when they traveled to other schools. He hadn't felt he could keep up with them in the pool, but chose to fill a niche that would allow him to participate in another way.
It also gave him more access to the locker room full of naked boys. It wasn't that he wanted anyone other than Andy, but like most guys who are into other guys, he didn't mind looking.
Tuck, Jared, and Bobby were among the up and coming young wrestlers at Coolidge. Sure there were older boys who had more experience and more pins to their names, but the freshmen were holding up their end and showing great promise.
At a very important meet held in their own gym, Jared faced an opponent his age that had a lot more experience, having started in the sport at a young age. Austin Baxter from Washing was known to pull a few sneaky tricks to distract the guys he was up against. He was so clever that often the referees missed things that he did.
Austin could easily see Jared's semi-hard cock outlined by the clinging fabric of his singlet. He knew just how to divert Jared's focus. As they were rolling around on the floor, he gave Jared's dick a quick, but firm squeeze. Naturally, that action increased the flow of blood toward Jared's crotch.
However, the trick backfired because Bobby had often done that to Jared as they practiced at his house. Jared's reward for not losing his concentration in those situations was a blow job from his boyfriend, so he seemed to gain in strength and determination. A few seconds later, he pinned Austin.
Jared was so elated over his decisive win that he didn't even realize he had a nearly full-fledged boner straining his singlet as the referee held his arm up to signal the win. It wasn't a hard as it might have been because his focus was on the win and not his dick. A few other people did notice, especially Austin.
Jared sprinted off to the restroom to pee as he often did when his body was full of adrenalin. Peter teased him sometimes about being full of piss and vinegar and he wasn't far off the mark.
Unaware that he was being followed, he headed for the one inside the locker room that the public wouldn't be likely to use because he thought he might engage in another activity besides peeing and hoped Bobby would join him.
He had barely pulled his singlet down far enough to aim his dick at the urinal when someone came to the one right next to him. Instead of Bobby, it was Austin who chose that spot despite the presence of several others nearby. Since there were no dividers between the porcelain conveniences, it was easy for the boys to see each other.
"I guess I `pulled a boner' this time in more ways than one," Austin joked. "I'm the one who got sidetracked instead of you. That's an awesome cock you've got."
"Thanks," Jared grinned. "You look well equipped too."
"I'm okay, but you're like a Greek god! Can I touch it?"
"No, I don't want to share it with anyone but my special friend," Jared told him.
"Oh dude, he'll never know."
"Yeah he will, because I'll tell him. I'm not cheating on him even though you have a fine cock."
"He wouldn't consider it cheating if he stood on the other side and shared," Bobby said as he hurried into the room.
"Oh shit!" Austin muttered. "Please don't hurt me!"
"I'm not going to hurt you. Didn't you hear what I said?"
"Austin, this is Bobby, my boyfriend. It's okay for you to check me out if it's okay with him. Let's go in that back stall so we won't get caught."
The three boys crowded into the large handicapped accessible cubical and Bobby pulled down his singlet as well. Austin got his wish to hold Jared's tool, and he nearly came when the other two boys felt his dick and balls.
"Are you out," Bobby asked in a hoarse whisper.
"No, I'm not really sure about myself," Austin said quietly. "It might be just curiosity, but, WOW, it feels good!"
"Maybe we could all get together and help you find out," Bobby offered. "Do you think your parents would let you go to a sleepover with wrestlers from a rival school?"
"Probably; they're always after me about making friends. I'm kind of a loner at school."
"Cool," Jared responded. "We should do it at Bobby's house because he has a mother and father, and a big bed..."
"Don't you have two parents?"
"Yup, but they're both men." Jared grinned. "I'm lucky enough to live in an all gay household."
"Wow, you must live in a fairytale," Austin mused.
"Well, where else are fairies supposed to live?" Jared joked.
"So you can be out to the world?"
"Well, we try to keep a low profile here at school. So, we'd better get back to the gym before the coaches send out a recon party."
All three froze in place when they heard someone taking a piss. Hoping they hadn't been discovered, they hardly breathed.
"If you guys have solved your wardrobe problems, you'd better get back to the gym. Tuck will be up soon and he'll be disappointed if his cheering section isn't there."
"Okay, Coach T, we're almost ready," Jared giggled.
"Your coach knows?" Austin asked in amazement.
"Yeah, he's the assistant coach and he works mostly with us freshmen. He's really cool."
While they were talking, they kept feeling each other up. Their dicks stood tall again. It was obvious that they couldn't return until they'd spilled some seed. They soon did that, aiming their cocks toward the toilet to avoid hitting each other. There were several audible splashes as their loads hit the water.
Despite squeezing their dicks and wiping them with toilet paper, the three couldn't avoid having little wet spots. They hoped that anyone who might notice would assume it was droplets of pee. There wasn't enough time to wait any longer.
They got back to their seats before Tucker's name was called, so they got to see him pin his man. There were high-fives all around.
At the end of the meet, Austin introduced the boys to his parents, Robert and Lisa. Bobby's dad and Peter were there and were introduced as the boys' fathers. Since neither Lee nor Bobby's mother had been able to attend, there was no need of any awkward explanations about a two-father household.
Tark came over to congratulate Bobby and Jared on their wins and graciously commended Austin on his abilities. His parents were impressed by the show of sportsmanship on the part of the coach and athletes alike.
Still over the moon from his win, Tuck ran over and jumped into his dad's arms again and that led to another introduction.
As soon as Tark and Tuck headed to the locker room, the three boys brought up the idea of a sleepover and all the parents present thought it would be a fine idea. When getting permission from parents, sometimes there's strength in numbers...
After that, the excited teens when home to try to get a decent night's sleep before the next day's classes.
Author's notes: Thanks to all who emailed since last posting: Steve, Paul R, Bill K, Roger L, Bill T, Walt S, JTR, Rutabaga, Jim C, Wayne, Tom A, Richard W, Seraph D, Bob, Vern U, Jim W, Ott H, Jon F, and Trish R.
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