Scott's Story
by and © Ronyx
Chapter 9
I was quiet during the ride home. I was trying to understand what had happened in the shower room. Even though I had really enjoyed it, it left me with a lot of questions. Alex and David had seemed so comfortable with us jacking off. Alex knew I was gay, so why had he put me into such a situation?
David seemed to have really enjoyed it. His eyes had never left my body the whole time. He came watching me stroking my cock. To anyone watching, they would have thought we were all gay. I knew Alex was straight, but I wasn't sure now about David.
Devin's reaction also left me curious. Why did he get so mad at us? He obviously knew what the 'initiation' was, but why did he get upset when I had been involved?
"You alright?" Alex spoke, bringing me back to reality. He was looking at me curiously. "You're not upset about what we did, are you?"
"I don't know," I answered honestly. "It was just kind of strange."
"It was, wasn't it?" he laughed. He looked over and saw me staring blankly at him.
"Alright," he said. "You have to understand something. All of us guys have grown up together. We've known each other since we were five, and we've been taking showers together since we were in junior high school."
He watched my reaction, expecting me to understand.
"We've watched each other's bodies grow. They were there when I got my first pubic hairs when I was twelve. We've compared our cocks for years. So naturally, when we first started to have orgasms, we shared those too. We get horny, so we take care of it together. It really doesn't mean anything. We're just horny guys getting off together." He looked at me again for approval.
"Isn't it a little gay, though?" I asked.
"From your point of view, yeah," he said. "But we don't do anymore than just jack off together."
"Never?" I raised an eyebrow. He started laughing.
"Well," he smiled. "I suspect a few of the guys have probably gotten together and done a little more."
"Have you?" I knew I was probably crossing a line, but I was curious.
"Honestly?" He turned and looked out the window. "Yeah. A few years ago. We probably all did when we were thirteen or fourteen."
"But I thought you said you were straight?" I asked.
"I am." He pulled the truck to the side of the road and stopped. He turned and looked at me.
"A lot of guys mess around when they are young," he explained. "It doesn't make them gay. It's a form of experimentation. I did some things with some guys and it was fun, but I outgrew it. I'm with Karen now, and she's all I need."
"Did you and David mess around?" I asked.
"You saw us in the locker room," he laughed. "What do you think?"
"Is he gay?" I was curious because he had seemed a little more interested than just jacking off in the shower.
"You'll have to ask him that question yourself," Alex answered. He suddenly got quiet. He started the truck and pulled back onto the dirt road. We drove in silence for a while.
"No," I said, breaking the silence. He looked over at me.
"No, what?" he asked.
"I'm not upset by what happened in the shower." I said with a grin. "Two hot guys jacking off, why would I be upset?"
"Shut up." He replied with a grin.
"Can we do it again tomorrow?" I laughed.
"Maybe." He looked over and gave me a wicked smile.
"Really?" I asked hopefully.
He wiggled his eyebrows and laughed. We pulled onto the drive leading to the farm. It was starting to get dark and my stomach was growling from hunger. It had been a long and fun-filled day.
When we arrived at school the next day, David was sitting in the car waiting for us. I didn't see Devin with him. David got out of the car and gave me a huge smile. He then walked around and slapped me on my back.
"Ready for another day in Hell?" He laughed.
"Yesterday wasn't that bad." I replied. "I think I'm going to like it here."
"We'll see if he says that next week." He looked at Alex and laughed. We headed towards the school.
"Where's Devin?" Alex asked. looked over at David, awaiting his response.
"He's sick." David looked worriedly over at Alex.
"Another headache?" Alex asked. David nodded his head.
"Headache?" I looked at them for more information. They seemed to be hiding something.
"Devin suffers from migraines." David said. "Ever since the accident, whenever he gets upset, he gets a severe headache."
"What upset him?" I asked. I knew he appeared mad when he left school yesterday. I had thought about it the previous night. I couldn't get the hurt look in his eyes from my head.
"You." David responded.
He grabbed Alex by the arm and led him into the building. I watched them walk down the hall talking, leaving me with more questions than answers. Why would a small, shy boy be upset with me? We had only met yesterday, and he seemed to bounce back and forth between moods. One minute he was joking and playful, then the next minute he was quiet and angry.
The excitement of the first day didn't carry over the next. Why is it that no matter what school you go to, classes are the same? In the space of three hours, I had to endure a lecture on the Civil War, work 20 geometry problems, and read two chapters of Canterbury Tales. Talk about a boring morning.
I met up with Alex and David at lunch. A few of the football players teased me about my 'initiation' the day before. One guy even remarked that I seemed to like it a little too much. Everyone laughed, but I noticed the look David gave me. I guess he was gauging my reaction. Normally, I would have retaliated with a snide comment, but I felt it was best that I keep my mouth shut.
When the bell rang, I followed David out into the hall. Alex started to approach, but at the last minute turned and headed into the opposite direction.
"Is Devin going to be alright?" I asked. I don't know why, but he had been on my mind all morning. David looked over at me with a sly smile.
"Why?" He grinned. "You only met him yesterday and you're already worried about him?"
"Yeah." My face started to redden. I didn't want to admit it, but Devin had quickly gained my attention. I was standing before his brother, who was oozing with masculinity, but I was thinking about his frail younger brother.
"He'll be alright." He said. "The headaches only last about a day."
"Good." We continued to walk down the hall. He turned into a boy's room, so I followed him in. I'd had several cartons of milk for lunch, so I wanted to piss before going to class.
We walked over to the urinals and pulled out our cocks. Since I had seen him naked the day before, I knew what to expect He started to piss and looked down at me.
"You've really got a nice one." He said admiringly.
"You're not too bad yourself." I looked down and saw his cock begin to grow in his hand. I felt the blood begin to surge into mine as well.
After we finished pissing, he reached over and took my cock in his hand and stroked it. It became erect in his fist. I reached over and took his. We continued to jack each other off, carefully watching the door in case another student came in.
After a few minutes, he moaned and said, "I'm cumming." I watched as he exploded his load into my hand. Within seconds I moaned and shot my cum into his.
He looked over at me and winked. We shoved our cocks into our pants and walked over to the sink and washed our cum-filled hands.
"Thanks." He looked over at me and smiled. "That was fun."
"Yeah." I returned the smile. "It was."
"We'd better get to class." He said. "We're already late. Just tell the teacher you got lost." He stared into my eyes and smiled. He gave me another quick wink, and then disappeared out the door.
I was really confused. I couldn't tell if David was gay or not. Did he like me, or was he just looking for a sex buddy? He kept staring at me and giving me that sexy-as-hell wink, but did it mean he was attracted to me? By now I should have figured him out, but he was an enigma to me.
The afternoon classes were more boring than the morning ones. Without Devin to keep me occupied, I found it hard to concentrate on school work. I kept thinking about David and Devin. I found it strange to be drawn to two brothers with such diverse personalities.
Football practice was fun. Again, Alex and I connected well on the field. The coach would watch every time Alex handed me the ball. I was able to sneak around the defense almost every time and either make big yardage or score a touchdown. I didn't know if I was really good at carrying the ball, or if our defense sucked. With the team's record, I tended to think the latter.
We didn't repeat our jack off session after practice, although David did watch me shower. I teased him by bending over and washing my ass really well. I laughed when he left the shower room trying to cover up his erection. When I passed him on the way back to my locker, I winked at him. His face reddened as he sat down to put on his shoes.
"You want to join me and David for dinner?" Alex walked up and placed his hand on my back. "My treat."
"Yeah, sure." I said, looking over at David who was watching us.
"Great." Alex smiled. "We're going over to his house and drop off his car, then head out for eats."
We followed David's white Toyota to his house. Once there, he invited us in. We followed him to his room. It was a typical athlete's room. Posters of football and basketball players adorned the walls. There was also a bookshelf with trophies and pictures. I stood before one of Alex and David with their arms wrapped around each other in a tight embrace.
"That was taken when we were in the ninth grade." Alex walked up and took the picture from my hand and looked at it admiringly. "We'd just won our first game of the season. Unfortunately, it was also the last game of the season." David walked up and punched him in his arm.
"Hey," he laughed. "At least we won a game."
I looked out the bedroom door and noticed Devin go walking past in his pajamas. He peered in the room as he passed. Our eyes met briefly.
"Is he alright?" I asked David.
"Yeah." He said. "He'll be alright by tomorrow."
"Can I go talk to him?" I asked. "You know, tell him what we did in class."
"I don't know." David gave me a thoughtful look. "When he's like this he doesn't like talking to anyone." He stared into my eyes and let a small grin appeared when I gave him my best puppy dog face.
"Across the hall." He pointed. "But remember, I warned you."
I walked across the hall and found the door ajar. I slowly opened it and saw Devin curled up on the bed with his back to me I walked over and sat gently down on the bed.
"Leave me alone, David." He said angrily. "I'm not in the mood."
"It's me, Devin." I said quietly. I could feel him freeze in the bed. He lay there silently for about a minute without saying anything.
"I better go." I said awkwardly. His silence had made me feel uncomfortable. "I'm sorry I disturbed you."
"You can stay." He mumbled into his blanket. I sat back down as he rolled over and faced me. I could see that his eyes were wet with tears.
"Hi." I smiled at him. He tried to blink away the tears. He didn't have his glasses on, and I thought he looked cute lying there with his hair mussed up. His brown eyes were twinkling from the tears.
"Hey." He lay there staring at me. He seemed so small and vulnerable lying under the covers.
"You hungry?" I asked. I reached out and ran my hand through his hair. He instinctively pulled away, but then stopped. "We're going out to get something to eat. I'd like it if you went with us."
He studied my face for a minute, before responding. "Yeah." A smile began to creep across his face. "If you're sure you want me along."
"I'd like that a lot." I returned the smile, as I gently brushed away a tear that had fallen down his cheek.
"Get out and let me get dressed" He said as he sat up, careful to keep himself covered by the blanket.
"Want me to help you?" I wiggled my eyebrows.
"Perv." He laughed. "You wish. Now get out before I change my mind."
I crossed the hall and told David and Alex that Devin was going to join us. They looked at each other with a stunned look on their faces. They looked back at me like I had just said something unbelievable.
"You're kidding, right?" David asked. I shook my head. He looked back over to Alex. "He's never gotten over a headache this fast. What are you, a miracle worker?"
"No." I looked at them as they continued to stare unbelievingly at me. "I just invited him to go with us."
"You talking about me? I turned and saw Devin standing in the doorway, dressed in a light blue sweat suit. He looked really cute. He had combed his hair, and some color had returned to his face.
"Go get your glasses, Devin." David ordered, "And we'll get out of here."
"I have on my contacts." Devin said. David gave Alex a surprised look. I looked at them and wondered what was going on David put his arm around Devin and led him out of the room.
"He hasn't worn his contacts since the accident." Alex whispered in my ear as he led me down the hall. "You are a miracle worker." He put his hand on my neck and squeezed it gently.
We drove to a nearby Italian restaurant I was glad to see that they ate something besides fried chicken and hamburgers. It seemed that all the places I'd see so far served those items.
We walked in and the waiter led us to a booth. Alex and David sat on one side, leaving me sitting beside Devin. He seemed so small sitting with us. It was hard to believe he was the same age as me.
The waiter took our orders and then brought us our drinks. Naturally, the subject of football came up immediately. Alex and David were excited because they thought that with me being able to play this coming Friday; we might actually win a game.
As we talked, I could feel David rest his foot against mine. Soon he moved his leg, so that is was rubbing against mine. I looked at his face and he smiled. He was intentionally trying to play with me. My face reddened when he placed his bare foot in my lap and began to rub my cock with it.
I removed his foot and gave him a warning look. It was one thing to play in the restroom when no one was around, but I didn't feel adventurous enough to do it in front of Alex and Devin. He grimaced, and then excused himself to go to the restroom. I had a feeling he expected me to follow.
Alex continued to talk about Friday's game while David was away. Soon I felt Devin rest his leg against mine and rub it up and down a few times. I froze in disbelief. First, his brother attempted to come on to me, now his little brother was doing the same thing.
David returned to the table, but before sitting, he looked down and saw Devin's leg pressed up against me. He gave Devin an angry look, causing him to move away from my side. My mind was in overdrive as I tried to figure out what was going on.
We ate in silence the rest of the meal. Alex tried several times to get everyone to talk, but neither David nor Devin seemed interested in saying anything. They just kept exchanging glances at each other. felt awkward, because they seemed to be fighting over me.
I had definitely been attracted to David the moment I saw him. Who wouldn't? The encounter in the shower and the boy's restroom indicated that he really liked me too. I was even beginning to think that we could have something more than just some random sexual encounters.
I liked Devin, but he was very complex. I understood that he had a lot of emotional problems created by the death of his mother. One minute he seemed to like me, then the next he could be cold and unemotional.
I had figured that David was probably gay. Alex hadn't exactly confirmed it, but he did give me a strong indication that he was. Now I was confused if his younger brother could also be gay. Was it possible that both brothers liked me?
We left the restaurant and drove home in an awkward silence. I could tell that Alex was confused about what had happened. One minute we had been four lively boys talking about an upcoming football game. The next minute, no one would say anything.
He dropped Devin off at home first. I expected David to get out, but he asked Alex to step out of the car and they went around to the back and spoke for a few minutes. They both came back and got in the car.
We drove home, again in silence. Alex pulled up to the house and stopped.
"Scottie." He said. "You go ahead and go in and go to bed. David and I are going somewhere to talk." I nodded my head and exited the car. I watched as they drove down the drive and pulled out onto the road.
I lay in bed tossing and turning, waiting for Alex to return. It was after 2:00 when I heard his truck pull into the drive. Several minutes later he stumbled into my room. It was obvious he had been drinking. I watched as he stripped down to his underwear and then crawled into bed beside me.
He scooted over and threw his arm around me, pulling me into his warm body.
"We got a problem, Little Cuz," he mumbled. Seconds later he was snoring gently in my ear. He had passed out without explaining his statement. I lay awake the rest of the night wondering what he meant.
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