The next day I felt a lot better and
definitely hungry. The parents had taken Brahm off somewhere and wouldn’t be
there for much of the day so I was left in the hands of Raime. I dressed and
went downstairs to find her in the living room watching sportscenter.
“Hey,” I said.
She looked away from the screen, “You feelin’
better?”
I nodded, “Thanks for the aspirin.”
“Figured you’d need it for your head.”
“So what’s to eat around here?”
“Not much. Wanna hit The Corner?”
“Sure.”
Off we go to The Corner. It was strange that
she barely talked the whole way there like she normally does. It was almost
creepy. We took a spot inside this time since it was overcast out. We saw Ray
as we sat down and he told us that our usual would be coming up. I love that
guy, he rocks. Raime sat there looking at just about everything but me.
“Raime, what’s up, you not talkin’ is startin’
to creep me out.”
“…Was I really….flirting with him? It was that
obvious?”
“I’ve known you all my life so yes. I probably
shouldn’t have called you out on it like that, my bad.”
Raime pinked a bit, “Well…it’s his fault. I mean, he shouldn’t have
been glaring at me like that with that cute face of his. Does he play sports or
somethin’? He had a nice grip about him.”
“He scrimmages with the varsity basketball
team once in a while.”
“Oh.”
“…You….like him or somethin’?”
“Don’t you breathe a word of that to anyone,
or I’ll tell your friend that you
were moaning out his name like a porn star.”
I put my hands up, “Fine.”
“Good.”
Our food came and we ate in silence for a
while. Then she asked, “So you feel up for the party tonight?”
“Yeah, I’ll still go. It’ll beat hangin’
around the house all night.”
“Well you do that anyway when you’re in
serious writer mode.”
“I’ve done a lot of writing during the week. I
figure I can take a break.”
“Yay, my little bro’s gonna get his party on!”
“Well, I don’t know about that, but it will be a nice change. Oh, um, Avan-is-gonna-take-me-ok?”
“Who? Avan? You’re…friend.” Raime said with the evil grin again.
“Yes, my friend,
Raime. Get your mind out of the gutter.”
“Ok, that’s cool. I was gonna pick up
“Raime I didn’t need to hear that.”
The day passed quickly and I called Avan to
let him know that I was feeling better and wanted to go to the party. I got
dressed in a nice snug pair of black jeans and a double layering of shirts and
ventured into Raime’s side of the house and borrowed her straightening iron and
pulled the waves out of my hair before pulling in into a low ponytail. It was
almost to the small of my back just lacking about four inches. I missed my hair
and I’m glad I haven’t had to deal with those evil spores since that dreadful
day. Raime came into the room from her office (thankfully clothed) and decided
that I needed to have a bit if lip gloss. I gave her an evil look and she
countered with the you’re-in-my-territory look and I complied. I have to hand
it to her, it wasn’t extreme like I thought, and it was a color that was just a tad pink. Enough to give my lips
that slightly pouty effect. Since it had been sunny most of the week I had a
bit of a tan so it worked. I left before she could go further and put eyeliner
on me and waited for Avan to show.
He came early. I guess he really wanted to see
me. I met him outside just as Raime was heading out. She waved and blew kisses
to us as she backed out of the drive. I just shook my head. I looked at Avan
who could only stand there. Damn he looked hot! There was a full moon out so
the silvery light was making him just delicious. He was wearing tight blue
jeans with a pair of steel-toe boots and a tight black mesh tank with an open
black button down shirt. Fortunately we were in the throes of Indian summer so
there was a warm breeze out. His hair was back like he had only been out of the
shower a few minutes. It was brushing the top of his shoulder at this time and
it just begged to have fingers running through it.
“So, where do you want to eat?” He asked as
Raime’s taillights disappeared over the hill.
“We can hit The Corner for a quick bite.”
“Ok.” Off we go to The Corner.
The place was abuzz with the normal Saturday
early night activities. We grabbed a seat at the counter since most of the
people were outside. We ate and chatted about the usual bullshit guys do when
they hang out. We soon left and made our way to Jake’s brother’s house. The
whole way we just talked about random stuff. We came to a stoplight a few
blocks from Andrew’s when Avan tensed. He was looking over at a semi empty
parking lot at a group of cars and trucks that were parked close together.
“What’s wrong Avan?” I asked.
“It’s the defense,” he said. I looked over and
sure enough, there were members of the defensive team grouped in the parking
lot. What got me was the sight of a bruised Blake standing among them. His
cheeks still looked a bit swollen from last night’s beat down.
“You don’t think they’re gonna do something
stupid tonight?”
“Who knows with those guys,” Avan responded as
the light turned green. We drove on and arrived at Andrew’s house. The party
seemed to be in full swing ‘cause Avan had to park just in front of the next
door neighbor’s driveway. We got out and
started our walk up the front yard to the house. Andrew lived in the northern subdivision of
the city called
“What’s up Avan?” I said.
Avan came close enough to me that I felt his
breath on my skin. I couldn’t see his eyes very well since the branches were
blocking a good portion of the moonlight. His hand came up and touched my
cheek, “I’m…glad you’re feelin better,” he said quietly then kissed my cheek.
His lips were still against my skin as he spoke again, “You look wonderful
tonight.” I took in the scent of his cologne, it was Stetson. The damn
commercial came into my head that they play around Christmas time where the
cowboy is riding through the woods and there’s snow on the ground and the choir
boys are singing, ‘easy for you, Stetson, it’s easy for you’. Yeah, I’m strange like that. It was a good
marketing campaign though.
Anyway, HE KISSED ME!!!!!! Sweet
That made me blush harder, “Stop that, you’re
gonna make me red all night.”
“Well, it’s not like we have to be here. We can go to my place.”
“I know that,” Yeah, my brain had a moment
there, “but I told Jake I’d be here and since Raime’s comin’ she’ll think we’re
off gettin’ it on somewhere if she doesn’t see me. She’ll never leave me alone.”
“You make it sound like that’s a bad thing?”
Just then we heard the unmistakable sound of a
“Hi you two, how’s it hangin’?” she said.
“Hey Rocket,” I said smiling, “Thanks for
yesterday. I’m sorry that you had to get suspended, though.”
She gave me a hug, “Don’t worry ‘bout it Sage
Francis, the crew looks out for one another.”
“How’d you parents take it?”
“They aren’t happy about it. I told them that
Mr. Nikas was gonna try to get it lessened. I told them someone was tryin’ to
get one over on the crew and we don’t play like that so he had to get a beat down.
Dad was actually proud when I said that.”
“He was?”
Rocket nodded, “He said, ‘Well at least all
that mixed martial arts training that you’ve been doing when you thought we
weren’t paying attention is paying off.’”
I laughed, “It’s cool that your parents didn’t
ground you or anything.”
“I’m glad too, I would’ve hated havin’ to miss
this party. Hell, if I knew that they were ok with me doin’ MMA, I would have
told them years ago.”
Just then the door opened and a taller version
of Jake stood in the doorway, same dreamy chocolate brown eyes and all, “Hey
guys, the party’s in back, come on in. What’s up Rocket,” he said standing out
and holding the door open for her, “I hear you went to town of some idiot that
was messin’ with a member of the crew.”
“You know I gotta let ‘em know what the deal
is,” she said smiling as she walked past.
“Come on you two. I’m sure your sister will
want to know you’re here,” Andrew said to me.
“Yeah,” I said and went in with Avan close
behind.
We went in and for the most part it was
quiet. It was when we reached the
kitchen we could hear music, and then Andrew opened the sliding glass door.
There was a live band playing out back and people were everywhere. I spotted
Jake near a long table littered with food and drinks. He was talking with a guy
with shaggy blonde hair that fell into his eyes. He was about two inches
shorter than me. The guy was smiling up at him. ‘That must be his boyfriend.’, I thought. I caught a glimpse of Raime with her arm
around
“Sage, you made it. How’re ya feelin’? What’s
up AV.” Jake said as I picked up a cup.
“’Sup,” Avan replied picking up a cup that was
next to mine.
“I’m better, thanks.”
“Sage, AV, this is Aaron. Aaron, Sage and AV.”
“Hi there,” I said extending my hand.
“Hi,” he responded shaking my hand. He nodded
to Avan. I wish it were my imagination,
but Avan stood closer to me. I raised a mental eyebrow at that. Yeah, my brain
was playing with me.
“I think your sister’s around here somewhere,”
Jake said.
“Yeah I saw her with
“I get ya. Well, enjoy the party you two,” he
said smiling. I then remembered what Rocket said yesterday and pinked.
The band started up again and people were
dancing. I wandered around with Avan and we found a place to sit. We were just
out of sight of the crowd sitting on a bench that was under a huge weeping
willow. Its long branches tickled the grass in front of us. I leaned back
against the trunk of the tree and listened to the band. Avan sat close to me. I
soon felt his arm slip around my waist, his fingers gently stroking my own. I
leaned against him. I heard giggling and stiffened. I lifted my head and looked in the direction
of the noise.
“It’s just someone foolin’ around, no biggie,”
Avan said in my ear.
“That some could easily be my sister,” I said
back.
“If it is, then I doubt highly she’s spying on
you.”
“…True.”
“What’s wrong, don’t you like being like
this?”
“I have no problem with it…just that being out
in public…”
“You’re still thinkin’ about Blake, aren’t
you.”
“All of that could have been avoided if I had
just--,”
“You had no clue that he was going to do that
so get that out of your head right now.”
“But--,”
“Keep thinking about it and no more omelets
for you.”
“…You wouldn’t…”
“I would.”
“Ok, ok, no more thought about Bl--,”
That’s when things took a turn. We could hear
people yelling over the music and then the band stopped altogether. We got up
from the bench and peered out into the crowd. Believe it or not, we were
actually there for quite a while just sitting there and then things started
getting bad. My eyes widened when I saw Blake and some others on the defensive
team pushin’ people out of the way and making all kinds of noise. Members of
the offensive line started talkin’ to the defensive players and things seemed
to calm down. Then Blake spotted me.
Oh shit. And of course, he was headed in my
direction with two other guys almost as big as him. I thought I was actually
gonna have to fight him that night. Avan
stood in front me as they closed in on us. The band had restarted their song
and people were gettin’ back into the groove again, except for us and the three
thugs that were coming our way.
“Blake what the fuck are you doin’ here,” Avan
spoke first when they reached us.
“What the fuck are you doin’ with that fag
AV,” Blake responded.
“I have
a name you asshole,” I said coming to stand beside Avan.
“Yeah, it’s fag,” Blake shot back.
“Blake, get the fuck out of here. You’re
ruining Jake’s party.”
“I’m not gonna let some queer turn you. I told
my aunt, your mother, that I’d keep
an eye on you.”
“Whoa, you’re related to this jackass?” I said turning to Avan.
“…Yeah.”
“Aunt Lina is not gonna like the fact that
you’re hangin’ out with a fag,” Blake said.
“You have no fucking clue what my mother likes Blake so back the fuck up off
me,” Avan said stepping up to his…cousin. Damn, that has to suck.
“Blake you were not invited to my party,” said
Jake as he, Rocket, Raime, and Andrew came over. Whoohoo! The calvary has
arrived!
“I just came to get my cousin, this has
nothin’ to do with you or this gay ass party.”
“I hate to break this to you, Blake was it?”
Andrew said coming to stand in front of Blake, looking down at him (he’s six
nine), “But you are trespassing on
private property. You need to leave. Now.”
“I’m only here to get AV. I don’t give a shit
about this place or you,” Blake said lookin’ up at him.
“That’s too bad. You’ll have to stay at the
station for the rest of the weekend since we don’t allow people to be bailed
after nine p.m. Friday.”
“What the fuck? You can’t arrest me!”
“Well, seeing how I am a detective and you are
trespassing on private property, I pretty much can,” he said pulling out a pair
of handcuffs, “Now, you can either turn around and place your hands behind your
back, or leave. Your choice.”
By this time, the other two had vanished from
behind Blake when Andrew had said he was a detective, so that left him
completely surrounded. The other defensive players were enjoying the party as
the band started up a cover of that Finger Eleven song (never could remember
the name of it). Poor Blake…NOT!
“Fuck all of you,” He said turning around and
coming face-to-face with Rocket who smiled at him. He then turned into Raime’s
path, her glow-in-the-dark contacts blazing at him. He turned back and looked
around Andrew to Avan, “Don’t think I won’t tell Aunt Lina about this,” he said
and walked between Raime and Rocket, bumping shoulders with both of them as he
stalked off from the backyard.
“Well, that’s one rude fucker,” Raime said
stepping closer to Rocket and slipping an arm around her waist, “How ‘bout we
go and teach him some manners, hm?”
“He’s learned it for now,” Andrew said. He
turned to me, “If he gives you any more trouble let me know. I heard about
everything that happened yesterday from Jake. Come down to the station Monday
and I’ll file the report for you. I’ll also put a restraining order out on him
as well.”
“Thanks,” I said.
"Ok people, let's get back to the
party," Jake said. Rocket and Raime were already walking away from us,
Andrew then headed on as well, "You two can go back to cuddling under the
willow," He said smiling. My face was on fire.
Avan looked at me, “Don’t you dare pass out on
me again.”
“…I really need…to sit…” That’s when I felt
Avan pull me back to the bench under the willow. I sat there for a second then
changed position to lie down. The bench felt cool and rough against my back as
I lie there breathing deeply. Avan’s left hand was on my head, his thumb
stroking my forehead while his right hand was over mine on my stomach, fingers
threaded between my own. After a while,
I looked over at Avan. The lights from the party created shadows against the
willow branches leaving spots of light on his face. One bit of light caught
just at his eye making it seem clear.
“I love your eyes,” I said softly.
“I love yours, too.”
“Is that why you were staring at me so much?”
“…Part of it.”
“What’s the other part?”
“I wanted to kiss you ever since the first
time I saw you.”
Ok, this is where my brain went completely out
of my head. Right after he said that, all I could think of was the conversation
that happened between him and Blake that day outside of the training room when
I outted myself to Rocket. Remember, people at prank high pull elaborate pranks, they don’t just fill
your locker with trash and baby shit like that, they have people doing
different stages of a prank to get to the desired goal. The fact that the
defensive team is not real keen of Blake being gone for the rest of the season
never sat well with them. I knew I was a target.
“Earth to
Silence.
“…Sage, talk to me.”
Silence.
“Sage what’s wrong? Talk to me, please.”
I sat up, slower this time so no meeting of
the minds, “I’m a target now. Those guys aren’t gonna let up now they know
who’s behind Blake getting suspended.”
“You’re not gonna be a target, not if I can
help it.”
“I don’t want you to get dragged into this
Avan.”
“I’m already in it since my dumbass cousin
felt the need to take out whatever the hell’s wrong with him on you.”
“Avan, what do you think’ll happen if Blake
starts shooting off his mouth that I’m gay? I know there are people at our
school that are ‘phobes. And you? What’ll your parents think?”
“I can deal with my parents. I’ll deal with
anyone at school that has an issue with it as well,” he said. He leaned closer
to me, “You…haven’t told anyone you’re gay?”
Oh shit, I had just let it out to another
person. What the hell is goin’ on with my brain? I want to tell people in a
more controlled environment, not like this, at a party where anyone could be listening. I’m really
out there ‘cause I didn’t notice the sound of branches behind us moving, and it
wasn’t due to the wind.
“Shit, this is getting crazy,” I said standing
up, “I need to get out of here.”
“You want to go back to my place? It’s
quieter.”
“Thanks, but I really need time to myself
right now. I’ll see if Raime can take me home.”
“I’ll take you home Sage.”
I shook my head, “You should go deal with that
idiot cousin of yours before he makes things worse.”
“…You’re sure?”
I gave him a sad smile, “Yeah. I’ll talk to ya
later.”
I searched around and found no trace of my
sister. I went inside and was just about to call for a cab when Jake came into
the kitchen. I have to give it to him, he’s always around when I needed him.
“What’s wrong Sagie? You not feelin’ well?” he
said. I couldn’t say anything, just like the weight room. Next thing I know
there were a pair of arms around me and the faint scent of sandalwood as I took
a deep breath, and cried. I didn’t understand it at the time, but my brain and
my heart were in major talks about what I wanted. My brain kept on pumping out
data on the outside matters of dealing with getting pranked, of possibly being
in a prank at that moment, and the after shock that could take place because of
it. My heart was rebutting saying that I wanted Avan more than I wanted for
anything in the world. My brain was coming back with all kinds of ways that
this could hurt him if I chose to pursue a relationship with him. I’m not
stupid; there are still people out there that don’t like homosexuality in any
form. There are even some that will go as far as to kill because of it. They
would carelessly put others in danger because of their beliefs. My brain didn’t want to put Avan through any
of it. My heart was saying that if I cared and loved him like it knew I did, then
it wouldn’t matter. Life wasn’t an easy thing to begin with. Everything over
the past few weeks had built up so much that I couldn’t do anything other than
cry. It had gotten to me more that I thought. I finally was able to lift my
head from his shoulder and he took me into a spare bedroom. I sat there on the
bed as he went and got me a bottled water and some tissue. I thankfully took
them as he sat down beside me.
“So what happened? And before you start, I
already had a feeling that you were gay, so you don’t have to worry about
coming out to me. Did AV do something to you?”
“No,” I said looking down at the floor, “I
don’t know if I can handle this. I’ve never wanted anyone like this before and
now with Blake and all this shit happening…I don’t want to get more people
involved. I mean, it’s gotten Rocket suspended for the rest of the year, the
defensive line could have started major trouble here tonight and it would have
all been because of me.”
“Only you can decide what you want. I can tell
you this. There will be people in your corner, so if there are problems along
the way, we’ll be there to help.”
“But I don’t want others getting involved if it starts going south. People could
end up--,”
“Those are the risks of life Sage, believe me,
I know them better than most people I know.”
“…Yeah, I guess you would. Raime told me about
Alison.”
“It sucks that people are like that,
especially when its family, but life is like that. At least her parents are
more understanding. I’m sure yours are as well.”
“Of course. We’re talkin’ about Raime here,” I
said smiling.
Jake smiled, “That’s better. You have a
beautiful smile. That’s one of the reasons AV spent a lot of time looking at
you in the weight room.”
I blushed, “Yeah, he told me that he wanted to
kiss me ever since he first laid eyes on me.”
“Well there ya go. Why
not give it a shot?”
“Do you know if…he’s out or not? Avan I mean.”
“Not to my knowledge no. But it’s not like you
two are walking down the halls makin’ kissy faces at each other.”
“I just don’t want to cause more problems and
all. At least while we’re still in school, ya know?”
“I hear ya on that. Fortunately for me this is
my last year. A double bonus is that I’ve got a full ride so I don’t have to
worry about needing anything from my folks when I graduate.”
“I’m sorry you have to deal with that. It’s
not fair.”
“Like I said, life’s like that. Don’t worry
about me, I’ll be fine.”
“So, Aaron’s your guy?”
“Yup, been that way for almost four years
now.”
“He seems like a really nice guy.”
“He is,” Jake said looking up at the doorway.
I looked in the same direction to find Aaron standing there smiling.
“I should go and find Avan,” I said getting
up.
“I believe he’s left,” Aaron said, his voice a
gentle tenor.
“Oh, damn, that’s right,” I said running my
hand through my ponytail, “I told him to talk to Blake. I’ll call him later.
Hopefully he can talk some sense into him.”
“One would think he’d learn something after the beating he took at
the hands of Rocket, but I guess he’s got a really thick head,” Jake said as he
followed me and Aaron back into the kitchen. The party was starting to wind
down as the band was on their last set.
“I can only image how pissed he is that his
cousin keeps butting into his life like that,” Aaron said sitting down on a
barstool at the counter.
“I can’t believe they’re related,” I said.
We stayed there talking for a few minutes then
Rocket came into the house, her lips slightly swollen, like she’d spent some
time kissing someone. Gee, I wonder who.
“Hey Sage Francis,” she said, her face a bit
flushed, “Raime wanted me to tell you that she’s takin’ Hama and Tomoko home
and not to wait up.”
“…Yeah, that last part I didn’t need to know,”
I said, “Oh shit, how am I gonna get home?”
“Where’s AV?” she asked, “Why are your eyes
red? Have you been crying? What did AV do to you after we left?”
“It’s ok Rocket, he didn’t do anything wrong,”
I said shaking my head, “I told him to go set Blake straight so he’s gone
already. It’s just that all of this over the last two weeks was finally sinking
in after that last confrontation.”
Rocket grabbed me into a tight hug, “Don’t
worry Sage, we’ve got your back. So go get your man, ok?” she pulled back a
bit, “And please tell your sister you’re gay. It’s not like she’s gonna flip
out about it.”
I looked at her for a second, “She’s been
trying to kiss it out of you hasn’t she.”
“How’d ya guess?”
“The fact that your lips are swollen is one
sign. Plus, Raime generally doesn’t go after people she knows are straight. And
since I told her that yesterday she would have backed off. Especially since
she’s foolin’ around with
“She dumped her last week,” Rocket said, “That
chick was only playing at bein’ les. Bombshell is pissed.”
“I’d hate to be that chick,” Jake said,
“Bombshell’s gonna make her life hell for a while.”
“I almost
wanna feel sorry for her,” Rocket said, “She doesn’t have a clue of what’s
comin’ to her.”
“It’s her own fault,” Jake responded, “The one
person you shouldn’t play with in that matter is Bombshell.”
“What’s Bombshell gonna do?” I asked.
“You’ll know soon enough,” Rocket said, “It’ll
be on the news for sure.”
Well anyway, Monday came and I filed a report
with Andrew (he’s so adorable!) and the rest of the week went without any
incident. I’d talk to Avan when I got a chance, but I spent most of my time
writing. I just needed to get all of the stuff that was in my head down on
paper. The rest of the regular season went by without incident from any
players. There was an morning news interruption about three weeks later dealing
with a woman’s car being stolen and found a week later in her driveway at two
o’clock in the morning on fire. There was a message written in fire on the
street but it was blurred out by the producers. No one was ever caught and the
‘victim’ conviently couldn’t think of anyone that would do such a thing to her.
The woman ended up moving after another news incident stated her house was broken
into and most of her possessions ended up for sale on e-bay, and sold to
overseas buyers. Apparently there’s a market for used women’s underwear
overseas. Creepy. On another note, Rocket’s case was brought before the school
board and they voted unanimously in favor of her returning to school just
before the winter break, so she only missed just a month and a week of school
altogether. Yay!
Spring semester came and with it the lovely
good news that I was able to take college courses starting in the summer and I
would be able graduate with the upcoming senior class. Hell yeah, I get to
graduate with Avan! Things had calmed
down a bit, or so I though at the time, and we went back to our usual selves. I
was getting ready for track and he with soccer so the only we really saw each
other was after school when we headed to practice. I still had some
reservations, but I wasn’t going to let them make me paranoid every time I
talked to him. It was the second home meet of the season when we actually got a
chance to talk. Soccer practice was cancelled for that day since there was a
quad meet going on so Avan decided to come check me out. I was bent over
stretching when I got the feeling. I looked around in my upside down state and
saw Avan walking up to me. Here I am, my legs spread, bent over and ass in the
air in those evil track shorts and he
comes walking my way with that sexy smirk of his. I may have been red from the
bending over, but I was definitely
red when I took sight of him. I tried to play it off and straightened up just
as he came to my side.
“I liked that position you were in,” he spoke.
Luckily there was no one close to me but Jake that heard that. Jake smiled. I
wanted to hide.
“Hey there, what’s up,” I said trying to be
casual. My face only felt red for a few seconds.
“Just thought I’d come see you throw since
soccer practice is cancelled,” Avan said.
“Cool,” I said stretching my arms behind my
back. I interlocked my fingers and began bringing my arms upward, bending
slightly when I felt his hands at my wrists steadying the resistance. After
shaking out my arms, the coach in charge of the shot put began roll call of all
those participating in guys shot put.
Avan walked over and leaned against the fence as we got ready to
compete. There were sixteen guys competing so it was broken into two heats.
Jake and I were in the second heat so we went over by the fence and watched our
teammates in the first heat. Mark came over and started talkin’ to Jake so that
left me and Avan for conversing.
“So how’s your season been so far?” he asked.
“Pretty good. Placed third last meet at
Barlington. I missed out on second by one and a half inches.”
“That had to suck.”
“Yeah. So, soccer doin’ ok?”
“Yeah, we crushed
“I’ll have to come check you guys out
sometime.”
“We’ve got a home game Friday, why not come
then? I’m sure Coach’ll let ya out of practice.”
“We’ll see.”
Avan leaned in a bit, “Then you can come home
with me afterwards.”
I pinked.
“Camby up, Strayhan on deck, Myers in the
hole,” the coach called out the beginning lineup of the first heat.
“What’s wrong? You don’t want to come over? I
thought you liked my cooking,” he said with that sexy smirk of his.
“You’re bribing me to come over with food?” I
asked.
“…Is it working?”
“Of course it is,” I said a tad bit loud, Jake
and Mark looked in our direction. I suddenly found interest in some of the rocks
on the ground. They started chuckling. I gave them a half-hearted glare then
went back to looking at those eyes.
About
twenty minutes later the second heat started and I was fourth up. The whole
entire time I felt his eyes on me. I almost scratched my first throw, but I
managed to recover just in time. My next two throws were better and I ended up
placing second behind Jake by a good six feet, my forty-eight feet to his
fifty-four. Jake had an off day that day. The Amazons swept in discus with Rocket
placing first, then Bombshell and Alison in third. The distances were only half
inches apart from each other as the rest of the competors were behind them by
seven feet at least. Then the switch came and we won easily in discus with Mark
pulling off the win and Jake coming in second by three eights of an inch and
myself in third a full inch behind. I said Jake was havin’ an off day.
Hopefully he got some comfort lovin’ that night. The ladies swept shot put with Bombshell,
Alison, and freshman to the crew, Citrus. She always has some kind of fruit she’s snackin’ on when you see her,
hence the name. Citrus beat out Rocket by a half an inch.
We were walking over to the stands to sit
since I had a while before my race when Avan felt the need to tug me in the direction
of the bathrooms. The distance races were up so I knew I had time and I didn’t
have to run the sixteen hundred this time around. We came into the empty
bathroom and Avan pulled me into the last stall. My back was against the wall
of the bathroom between Avan’s outstretched arms, barring any chance of leaving
(like I was really gonna leave). Those eyes were full of mischief, of the
sexual kind. God I love those eyes. He
brought a hand up to cup me cheek, his thumb stroking my bottom lip like he’d done
before. I closed my eyes and let my lips part. His hand then left my face and went behind my
head to the elastic tie that held my hair back. I wanted to put my hand up to
stop him, but I couldn’t. I just wanted him closer to me. Soon my hair was loose
and flowing over my shoulder in front on me as he pulled the tie out. His hand
then buried itself in my hair at the nape of my neck and that’s when it
happened.
Our first kiss.
If you guys haven’t noticed, I’m not really
into the romantic stuff. I’ll write about that sure, ‘cause it does help to
sell books, but as for my personal life, nope. Besides, I could have cared less
where it happened, just as long as it
happened. And besides, people hardly
ever use these bathrooms at the stadium for their actual purpose anyway. People
skip class and make-out out here and the janitorial staff has got to have OCD ‘cause there isn’t a
place on the entire campus that has a
speck of dust.
Back to the matter at hand, those soft gentle
lips on mine. I couldn’t help but moan and pull his body closer to mine. You
guys have no idea how badly I wanted
this. Avan rested his forehead against mine and chuckled. I wondered for a split
second then blushed feverishly when his hips ground against mine.
“It seems like someone’s happy to see me,” he
said rubbing my nose with his. Remember, the track shorts are evil for a
reason. They’re flimsy and if you get wood, there’s no way in hell to hide it
and believe me, I had some major wood goin’ on at the time. And I wasn’t the
only one. Avan was wearing his trademark baggy basketball shorts so it wasn’t
like he could go walking out in public at the moment either. He just had more
material to work with than I did.
“Shit I can’t go out there like this,” I said
with his hips still pressed against mine, “My event is coming up soon.”
“Final call for the women’s thirty-two
hundred. Final call for the men’s thirty-two hundred. First call for the men’s
four hundred,” came over the loud speaker.
“Looks like you’ve got some time.”
“Yeah, nine minutes at the most,” I said panting slightly since
Avan hasn’t stopped grinding against me. We’ve got fast runners, and unfortunately in the thirty-two hundred, so did
the other three schools.
“I know. I want this to be longer as well, but
since you still have to run I should--,”
“Don’t you dare
fuckin’ stop now!” I said pulling his lips back to mine.
“So you want a quickie, eh?” he said smirking
as we broke for air.
“I can’t go out there like this!”
“Don’t worry babe, I’ll take care of you.”
Sorry guys, I’m not givin’ ya the details on
that one. Mainly because I can’t remember and my eyes were closed from the
feeling. It was fast and furious and…just….fuckin’ incredible! I couldn’t
believe he was able to make me cum in that small amount of time so many times. If
anyone had come in I wouldn’t have known…or cared at that point. Needless to
say I wasn’t sporting wood when my event started, just a red face and slightly
wobbly legs. Unlucky for me I placed sixth in the four hundred and coach wasn’t
too pleased with that, but he let me off the hook since I was red from the time
I came on to the track until the time I finished and he gave me my time. Yeah,
Avan had to make that one up. I was a
shoe in to win that event.
Avan and I started back to the school when Jake,
Mark, and Rocket caught up with us. I was still a bit on the pink side and I
hoped they weren’t gonna ask me what happened. I hoped.
“Yo Sage Francis, what happened out there?”
Rocket said catching up to us first, “You could’ve won that one in your sleep.”
“Yeah, are you feelin’ ok? You look a little
red,” Mark said as he and Jake joined us.
“I’m…just a bit tired, that’s all,” I said. My
face had started to heat up again. Avan looked at me.
“Really? There was plenty of time for a break
before your run,” Rocket said turning down her music. She looked at Avan who
started looking else where. Rocket smiled.
Oh hell.
Jake saw the smile and I guess came to the
same conclusion Rocket did. My face felt hotter. Mark stood there looking back
and forth between the two before he finally just came out with it, “Where you
two gettin’ it on before your run?”
Not good.
“…You were!
No wonder you placed so bad, you didn’t have any strength to run.”
Really, not good. My face felt like I could
fry an egg on it.
“Next time you should wait ‘til after your run to get you quickie on
Sage Francis,” he kept on, “Coach Morgansen’s probably breathin’ fire
right…about…OH SHIT CATCH HIM!”
That was the last thing I heard.
I came to in the training room with an ice
pack wrapped in a towel on my forehead and the cool breeze of a fan blowing
over my body. I went to take the pack off my head when a slightly calloused
hand grabbed mine. I opened my eyes and found those eyes looking back at me.
“You had me worried there
“Damn,” I said making the effort to sit up
only to have Avan gently push me back down, “I’m sorry.”
“It’s ok, you’re awake now and that’s what
matters,” he said then gave me a quick peck on the lips before turning to let
the athletic trainer know I was awake. He came ever to look at me and then
recommended that I should see a doctor if something like that has ever happened
or should it happen again. Since athletic trainers are only NATA certified,
they aren’t allowed to give a diagnosis. They can tell you if they think you should see a doctor for any
problems. I thanked him and was allowed to leave since Avan had told him while
I was out that he was taking me home.
The others were just outside the training room
when I came out. Relief spread across their faces as they saw me walking under
my own power. We walked in silence until we made it outside.
“I’m sorry Sage, I didn’t mean to--,”
“It’s ok Mark, you didn’t know,” I said.
“I can’t believe you really passed out like
that,” Rocket said, “I mean, you have Raime
for a sister and I’m pretty sure there hasn’t
been a lot of things you haven’t come across in her room.”
“She’s got her own side of the house. Dad
built it after she felt the need to ask his opinion on something while he was still in the shower. I
rarely venture into that territory. I don’t think National Geographic or the
Discovery channel would want to go there,” I said walking over to the bike
rack. The others nodded their heads in agreement. They then said their goodbyes
and parted ways leaving Avan and me alone again.
“You sure you’re ok? I…can take you home if
you want.”
“Ok. Besides, you still have to make up for me
blowing that race today.”
“I thought I blew you enough before
the race.”
I blushed again.
“Stop blushing
“I would if you’d quit saying stuff like that
out loud and in public.”
“I remember last time you did that to me we were at my place. It was just the
two of us there. That wasn’t in public,”
he felt the need to remind me.
“…Fine. You still owe me.”
“I can handle that.”
“Take me home please.”
“Yours or mine.”
“…Mine for now. I’ll decide when you can make
it up to me,” I said smirking as I grabbed my bike.
As for the rest of the week, I couldn’t get
out of track practice since I sucked so bad at the meet in the four hundred so
no watching Avan perform on the field. That Friday I was so worn out Jake had
to drive me home. I think I stayed a nice shade of pink the entire ride since
Jake couldn’t help but grin or out right smile the whole time. I’d have been
mad if his smile wasn’t so damn beautiful. Home track meets were indeed
memorable that year. Oh yeah, Avan did
make it up to me for making me suck so bad at that race a couple of weeks later
after one of their matches. It involved a lot of that…sucking that is. What was he in a past life? A
It was on a Friday and the team had an away
soccer game and the student trainer that was supposed to go with the trainer
was out that day so I volunteered. I hadn’t had a chance to see Avan in action
due to track so I took the opportunity when it came. We have a good soccer
team! I was thoroughly impressed with how they worked out there. We pulled off
the win just before the stoppage time ran out two to one against Marlboro Evans.
The athletic trainer was carrying on a conversation with one of the players
when I made it to the bus so I stole away to sit with Avan behind them. The
ride back was the usual jovial mess that comes with victory. I sat next to the window while Avan joked
with his teammates across from us. This was the longest away game of the season
taking almost an hour to get back to school. Soon enough, the buzz drifted down
and the only sounds were those of seat mate conversation and that of the bus.
Avan had pulled his equipment bag into his lap
and was moving around the contents inside before pulling out an MP3 player and
headphones. I was beginning to drift off when he nudged me with his elbow. He held out one of the ear buds to me and I
took it. Soon my ear was filled with music. I managed to slide down in the seat
a bit and folded my legs against the back of the one in front of me while I let
the music tune out the sound of the bus. I didn’t notice that I had leaned my head
against Avan’s shoulder until a song came on that I didn’t recognize. It was a
guy singing with a guitar in a language I didn’t know. His voice was melodic
and enticing and I found it very interesting despite the fact I had no clue
what he was singing about. I looked at
Avan’s hand that held the player and saw what I’m guessing was the name of the
song ‘Mind Forest’ with a name I don’t think I could have pronounced. I liked the sound of it. I continued to lean
against him as I think the guys in the seat across from us were actually
asleep. It wasn’t long before I felt his hand on my thigh. Thank goodness I was
wearing baggy denim shorts that day, not like those evil track shorts. I’m guessing that he liked my shorts as well
‘cause in the position I was in they fell back exposing much of my thighs. He
kept his bag in his lap to block any chance of a side view to those across from
us. Ok, I’ll admit that I liked where his fingers were doin’ the walking,
especially when they reached their destination. I go commando, and not to
brag…too much, I’ve got a nice unit if I do say so myself.
Now the test was up to me not to give away the
fact that Avan was giving my unit as massage on a bus full of guys. I bit my
lip as his fingers brushed my head, those fingers sending jolts of pleasure
through my body. He then teased my slit and I felt myself thickening up. I was
definitely in for a ride. My brain told the rest of my body to go with the flow
and it did. I spread my legs a bit and placed my left foot back down on the floor.
He was still teasing me then he stopped. My eyes that apparently closed during the
journey flew open. I saw his hand make its way out from under my shorts only to
retrace the route above to the hem of my shirt. I closed my eyes again since I
knew my shirt was baggy enough to cover up anything that he was gonna do. I’d
like to take this opportunity to thank the person who came up with the idea of
baggy clothes, for you are a true saint to all those who want to get off in
public! Anyway, back to the matter at hand…or in his hand as I should say because as soon as his hand reached
under my shirt, undone went the button and going over a bridge covered up the
sound of my fly being unzipped. He
closed his hand over my unit and his thumb went back to caressing my head. I
wanted so bad to thrust into that receiver’s hand, but I knew that motion would
disturb the people in front of us so I had to be content with his slow,
torturous strokes and gentle squeezes. My breathing began to pick up. I bit my
lip harder to keep back the moan that wanted out as his fingers went down to
tease my sac. Yeah, I’m at full attention now. He then came back and resumed
his stroking. It was like I could feel every ridge of every fingerprint on his
hand as they traced the veins on the underside of my cock from top to base. He
kept this pace for a good while, for a majority of the trip actually. I
couldn’t tell ‘cause I was too busy trying not to make a sound. I turned my head into his arm and squeezed my
eyes shut as hard as I could. I felt my sac starting to shift. My stomach felt
heavy and tight. Shit, I was getting ready to blow my load. I think he sensed
this and brought his actions to a gentle stop. WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!? YOU CAN’T STOP NOW!!!!!
“We’re here,” he whispered as the bus came to
a stop. Shit, we made it back to school.