Blood Sport By James
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This is a fictional story which deals with sexual/romantic situations between consenting teenaged boys. This story will also deal with issues concerning rape, child abuse, Ableism, Racism, Violence and Suicide. If you're offended by such material, or if you're not of the legal age to read this type of story, then please back out now. Also, though sex will play a part in this story, it will be slow in happening.
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Blood Sport
Chapter Five
The Bet
Danny
I got to the finish line as I ran the final lap. I was in the gym finishing up class for the day. It was the day after Josh's visit the night before. I had been thinking about it all that Tuesday, and I had to work hard to focus on my classes. Somehow, I was able to keep my attention on being there at school.
After I stood catching my breath, I went to the weight room where I figured I'd get in a few reps. We had about 20 minutes left, and Coach Howard was good about letting us do whatever we wanted if we got all the planned activities out of the way early enough. Entering the room, I saw that I was the only one there, but I figured that might change. Sometimes I'd be the only one, but other times, Jason or a couple of other guys would come in and do reps of their own.
Going over to the bench press, I got in position and began lifting. Soon I was soaked with sweat, and I was also breathing hard with every movement. I had been keeping in shape for a few years, and it wasn't something I had planned on doing. I had already been doing some running when I had time throughout the week, and as I turned 13, I discovered that my muscles were beginning to show rather well.
With that giving me inspiration, I decided to do some weight-lifting on top of that. I started at my old school, then continued where I was currently. It was really paying off, and I definitely noticed more looks from a few girls, and even more from several guys. It was funny when I'd see the guys looking. Some of them looked with interest, such as what you show when looking at a well-done painting and nothing more. Other guys looked with interest that felt like they were practically undressing me with their eyes. It was this that I found more comical, because this particular group of guys were ones who claimed the loudest to be straight. At least that's what they said. Though they weren't straight-acting in an Anti-Gay attitude, they were still ones that I didn't think would have even a small interest in looking at another guy sexually.
I let the thought go when it came up, and would just keep focusing on my work-outs and how well that was going for me. As I continued lifting, currently my thoughts turned to Josh, and I found myself hoping that he liked my muscular appearance. Though he hadn't seen me with my shirt off yet, I was increasingly hoping that he would like what he saw, if or when I might be shirtless around him at any point.
Getting to the 100 mark, I slowly placed the bar back on the rack, then sat up. Grabbing my towel, I wiped my face, neck and arms. I was more drenched now, and definitely needed to rest for a couple of minutes. Suddenly I heard footsteps walking quickly towards the doorway to my left heading towards the weight room. I looked in that direction, and saw Jason headed towards me.
"Looks like you'll be needing a shower once the bell rings," he said, entering the room and stepping up to where I sat on the edge of the bench.
"Definitely," I responded in agreement.
"I'm just glad you're keeping up with increasing the size of those hot muscles of yours," Jason said in an exaggerated lisp and reaching out lightly squeezing my upper arm. "Oh so sexy!"
"Shut up," I said laughing. "Not that I approve of a lot of casual sex as you know, but I think we need to find you someone who can help you with your hyper-sexual cravings."
"Aww," he replied, arranging his face in an exaggerated facial gesture of bliss. "That's so sweet of you to care. Don't worry though. My three-times-a-day session of jacking off helps, so I'm good for now."
"Thanks for sharing that," I said as we both laughed.
As I took a drink of my water, I watched as Jason worked on lifting weights over in the corner to my right. He had started doing it about a month ago, and he was getting good at it. He liked running more than weight-lifting, but I was glad to see that he was still willing to expand his interests.
"So how did you like sharing breakfast with me this morning," Jason said as he finished a set of 20 reps. "I think my sense of humor is really rubbing off on Martha."
"It sounds like it," I answered. "You definitely liven up mornings when you stay over with us."
When I returned home the night before, Mom had told me during the ride back, that Jason would be spending the night again. His parents called her personally while I was at Josh's house, and she said that they told her that they would be out of town. Apparently, they were going to go one more place in another town, and they wanted to check out the night life. What they were really saying, was that they were going to be partying some more. The up-shot was that Jason wouldn't be seeing them until possibly the next day, or that evening.
Mom went on to say that when she tried to get them to give her a fixed time when they'd be picking up Jason, they wouldn't give her a straight answer. His mom even said that they might just stay through most of if not all of the following week. At that point, she started to tell them that this wouldn't do, but Jason's mom cut in letting her know that they had to go as they were nearing the bar/restaurant they would be eating and drinking at for that evening. The phone disconnected before my mom could say anything further, and she went on to tell me that Jason's mom already sounded like she was half-drunk already. As we neared the house, mom spoke up after a couple of minutes of silence, and I had to listen carefully to make sure I heard her right.
"Perhaps it's time for Jason to come and live with us for a while until we can get all this figured out with his family," she said.
Though it sounded like she was talking more to herself than to me. I could hear that tone in her voice that she would get when she had all but practically made up her mind about something.
"You're serious about this aren't you?" I asked, slightly shocked, but not too surprised.
I knew that my mom really cared about Jason, and though she didn't say much to me or anyone else, I could still tell how frustrated and even angry she would get at his parents as well as at their neglect of him. I figured that she would step in at some point if that became necessary, and now it appeared that it was.
"We're doing good financially, and have been for a while," she went on. "We would have to make sure that Martha would be alright with it, but I think she would be. We have the guest room he uses when he comes over, so that could become his room."
"I would be fine with having him stay with us for a while, and even live with us if it came to that," I responded.
"Good," she said. "We'll have a family meeting about it tomorrow once everyone is home."
"Sounds good," I answered as we exited the car to go into the house for the evening.
After another moment, Coach Howard entered the room, letting us know that class was almost up. Jason and I stood, and collected our respective work-out gear as we walked towards the doorway of the room.
"Good job today both of you," Howard said as we all shook hands with him.
"Thanks," we both said.
"It's always good working with all of you," he added as we headed towards the showers.
"And you as well," I answered.
Jason added his own agreement, and we soon got our showers before heading back to my house for the evening.
Once back home, I unlocked the door. Letting Jason go in first, I went in after and closed then locked the door. Martha and Mom were in the living room watching TV since she didn't have any homework for that day. I said hi to both of them, and Jason went in his room to check his phone for texts or voicemails.
I let my mom know that I'd be in my room getting homework done. Once in my room, I got started on it, and when it was finished, I realized that I hadn't taken my phone off of Do-Not-Disturb. Turning off that mode, I saw that I had a few notifications. Two were from Noah, letting me know he wanted to talk about when we would be getting together for band practice that week. The first one was him asking, and the second one was him letting me know when he would be available.
The second text was from Kelven checking in and asking about when I'd like to hang out sometime. The fourth was from Josh. It was a short video file. Opening it, I saw that he was in the room he had been when holding Randal the Chinchilla. I recognized it from the Facebook posting from the day before.
"Randal, look," Josh said speaking to him softly. Here's a treat for you."
Randal took the treat, and appeared to really enjoy it as he quickly chewed then swallowed it.
"I knew you'd like that," Josh said gently stroking Randal's side as he held him in his other hand. "I hope you like being on camera again, this time for your first video. This is for my new friend Danny Evans. I figured he'd like seeing you in action. Also, to you Danny Evans, I hope you're having a good day. I hope you like the video. Bye for now."
The video ended, and I smiled as I reacted with a Red Heart sign. Then I typed my reply.
"Danny: "He's really cute, and looks like he's got extremely soft fur. I really appreciate you sharing that with me. Hopefully I can meet Randal sometime in person."
Sending the message, I put my phone down, and just then I heard a knock on my door. It was mom, and I called for her to come in.
Entering the room, she stood there as I heard my phone chime with an In-Coming Text alert. I kept focused on her though.
"I just let Jason and Martha know, and now I'm telling you," she said. "They're in the kitchen, and I would like you to join us so we can have a family meeting. It's about what we discussed last night."
"I'll be there," I answered as I stood up exiting the room with her to go into the kitchen.
Once seated, I listened as Mom began talking. Jason kept his eyes on her as he grabbed Cokes for both of us after Mom and Martha shook their heads no in response to him offering them one.
"I wanted to have this meeting about your situation Jason," Mom began, and though compassionate, her voice was that No-Nonsense tone she got when an issue had gone on long enough, and needed to stop. "I know your parents have lived a life where they believe themselves to be free spirits. They might not say it quite like that, but it's probably something close to it. I don't have a problem with people making their own choices. I will draw the line though when their choices begin hurting others, especially children. You've been here since this past Friday Jason, and your parents have had the last three nights to pick you up, and now a fifth night counting this evening. They've continued to give no clear indication as to when they'll be coming to pick you up, and I won't let you stay at your house for days on end without any idea of when or if any adults will be coming by to stay with you."
"I understand, but I can do a few things for myself as far as food goes," he said, and I could tell that he was trying to keep up a tough outward appearance, but it wasn't working.
"I know you can," Mom answered. "I do admire your independence, but I don't admire what your parents are doing, and I won't stand for it. They seem to have an issue with heavy drinking, Alcohol Addiction or both. Which ever one it is, I can't let you go back there, unless or until they recognize and deal with whatever the problem is. I want you to continue staying here until we can get all this figured out, and I'll be taking steps to make it legal."
"I wouldn't have any problem with that, but I just don't want to be in the way," he replied.
"You're never in the way," she responded, and stood up moving next to him.
Placing her arm around his shoulders, she continued.
"I know you have your older brother Damion, but you said that he'll be moving here to Sangger soon. He hasn't given you a timeframe in which that will be though," she went on. "I don't know him, and I don't like the idea of him trying to have you live with him and not knowing if he has his own life together."
"I know he's trying to get through college and is doing work at two jobs to support himself," Jason said.
"Is there much family savings on which he can rely if necessary?" Mom asked.
"Not much," Jason said. "It seems like most of it goes towards alcohol for my parents, and whatever crap they get from the nearest greasy spoon they can find."
"Well, that settles it then," she replied. "Unless you have any hardline objections, then you'll stay here until things change for your parents."
I could see the relief washing over Jason in that moment. Though he tried to hide it, I could see that dealing with going back home was really getting to Jason, as well as the uncertainty of what was happening over the last few days. Standing up, he and our mom shared a long hug before he thanked her. Once seated, Mom again let him know that she would be talking to an attorney after we finished up the meeting. We finished after a few more minutes, and she went to make the call.
I figured that the attorney would be out since it was well after 4:00 P.M., and I voiced this as our mom picked up her phone from the table.
"This one apparently stays past 5:00 P.M. depending on what case he's working," she responded.
Entering the living room, she let us know that we were excused as she tapped on the phone's screen to put the call through. Standing up, I pushed in my chair, and Jason did the same. Martha went into her room to watch TV while Jason went to finish up a few things he wanted to look over regarding studying for a test he had in a couple of days. I went back to my own room, and picking up my phone, I unlocked it.
I saw that I had a reply text back from Josh. It was from earlier when I texted him back about the video he sent with him and Randal. Opening the message, I read it.
"Josh: "Thanks Danny Evans, I'm really glad you liked the video. I always want to share things with you that I really like. Talk soon!"
I tapped to reply back.
Daniel Evans: "You're welcome, Josh, and I really thought the video was cute. Randal is adorable, and he seems to be really comfortable with you. I'm glad the two of you get along as well as you do. Talk soon!"
Sending the message, I put down my phone, and decided to check out a few music videos on YouTube. That reminded me about Noah's messages, as well as the one from Kelven.
Picking up my phone, I returned all of them. Kelven and I would be hanging out Thursday night, then Noah and I would get together to go over a few songs they wanted to do. We would do that after school on Thursday, and Kelven and I would get together later that evening around 6:00 P.M. I would have divided up the visits, were it not for Youth Group tomorrow night. Noah and Kelven knew I had that going on, and I was glad they remembered, and were considerate of that.
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Josh
Music played as Josh sat there after reading Danny Evan's last message. He was truly excited when he heard back from his new friend that day, and he was especially glad when Danny Evans said he liked the video of Josh feeding Randal one of his treats! As Josh continued sitting there, he thought about how amazing it was that Danny was being so nice to him. He then remembered the one guy from earlier that year. They met back in the beginning of September of 2022. Josh thought he had been his friend as well, but that had been a lie! The whole thing, from the faked friendship to the horrible beatings the guy gave him to the other things he'd make Josh do. All of it had been lies, and cruel ones at that!
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It was early October of 2022 when the guy had come up to Josh offering to sit with him at lunch that cool rainy day at the middle school Josh attended at the time. At this point, Josh was 13, and looked 12 if even that. He had started going to that school at the end of August that same year, and immediately the A Crowd as he began calling them, started in on him.
The guy who came up to him after about a month there was named Jacob. Jacob was 5-6 and was about 170 LBs with most of it being muscle. He had dark-blond hair, and icy-blue eyes that most found unnerving. One look into them was off-putting, a second and longer gaze made people immediately break eye contact. Josh rarely made eye contact anyway, so he didn't look into Jacob's eyes too much, at least not at first.
Jacob would be hanging around most of the time with the A Crowd, many of the members of were the ones who would constantly bully Josh. Jacob wouldn't join in, but he wouldn't say anything to stop it either. Josh didn't understand this, and later when he was able to think about it, he would come to know the horrible truth as to why that was.
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Jacob Smith was the first in the aforementioned A Crowd who spotted Josh on the first day of the 2022-2023 school year. Jacob took in Josh's small figure, smooth effeminate face and brown eyes that looked lost as well as deeply sad. He also saw the bag Josh had on his right shoulder that went across the back to hang down from his left side. He then saw the stuffed dog Josh had held in his right arm. Turning to Mary, one of the girls in their group, Jacob smiled, but it was more like a sneer.
"Oh my god," he whispered close to her ear, making sure to block it with his hand as the boy got a little closer to where they all stood. "What a fucking retard. He looks like a total Faggot, and see the stuffed dog he has in his right arm? He has to be a fucking Retard."
Sarah, one of the other girls, and one of the more hateful within the group, spoke up, making sure that Josh could hear what she said.
"God, he looks like such a loser," she said looking directly in Josh's direction. "For Fuck's sake, doesn't he know he's not a little kid anymore?"
"Wonder if he knows much of anything?" Ben, Jacob's best friend, said as he stood across from Sarah who was on Mary's right.
Linda stood with her back slightly turned to Jacob, looking intensely at Josh.
"He looks disgusting," Linda said in a tone that suggested that she had pure and complete loathing for Josh.
"Oh god, he probably isn't very good friends with that thing called a shower," Mary said laughing.
"Yeah, and I wonder if he's ever heard of a salad bar," Ben added as they all laughed, but not Jacob. At that moment, he had an idea, but he would need time to think it through. He hoped he could pull it off.
At this point, Josh was nearing where the group stood. Judging from the tears standing in his eyes, Jacob knew he heard everything the group had said about him. Taking another look at the boy, Jacob saw him lower his face to where his stuffed dog was held in his right arm. He said something to it, then wiped away a tear that began sliding down his cheek.
"I'd love to fucking give you something to cry about you little fucking retard," Jacob thought darkly. This little freak was reminding him of his little brother who had a few learning issues, and who his parents had constantly trapped him with many times when Jacob thought he'd be able to have a weekend to himself to do whatever he wanted.
Shifting his thoughts back to this new boy though, he looked at him again as he went towards the lockers to get his books.
"I'd really love to fuck with that kid," Jacob said as him and his group headed towards Home Room.
"What did you have in mind?" Mary asked.
"I don't know, but I'll think of something," Jacob said smiling a hateful smile as he sat down at a desk, tossing his books loudly on the desk.
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During the course of September, Josh struggled to make friends with the kids saw as he entered the school that first day in August. He did get a chance to try out for swimming, and many of the guys made fun of him. They talked about how maybe he was a girl masking as a boy, that he probably had no dick and that he was probably a Fag secretly checking all of them out. Josh would deny all of this, and would be sobbing at the end of these bullying sessions. The teachers, when he would tell them about it, would always tell him to just ignore what they said. Other teachers told him to stop spreading hurtful things about the kids, and when informed by the school, Josh's parents accused him of making everything up to get out of school. They would beat him almost every night when they'd hear of another incident from the school. Adding to the problem was how Josh had trouble playing in the sports games they'd do in Gym Class every day, and how this increasingly messed up Jacob's performance in particular. They had almost lost a couple of games when it came time for the events.
Finally on that rainy day in the beginning of October, Jacob approached Josh's corner table that was all the way at the back of the cafeteria. After asking if he could sit down, Josh told him he could. Josh then looked at him for a moment, then returned his eyes to the plate on which his sandwich rested.
"I just figured you could use some company," Jacob said, doing his best to inject as much kindness and compassion into his voice as he could.
"Okay, but you've never wanted to sit with me before," Josh replied. "You've always hung out with your friends, you know? The ones who had been making fun of me since my first day here?"
"Yeah, I know," Jacob replied. "Sorry about that, I guess I should have said something to them. Anyway, I've seen that things still aren't going very well for you, so I figured we could hang together some of the time. You do seem like a nice guy."
Jacob had heard about Josh's Autism, and he also heard Josh get confused sometimes about certain things kids or teachers were talking about. Josh definitely had trouble making connections of certain things with their proper terms or with slang.
For example, a few days ago when everyone was changing back into their regular clothes after Football Practice was over, one guy at a locker two doors down from Josh's talked about how nice it would be to get some action that night. When Josh said he'd like to get some action as well, the boy smirked at him.
"Really, who's your girl?" he asked.
"What?" Josh asked completely confused.
"He doesn't even know what that means, does he," another boy said to Josh's left.
"He's talking about going off somewhere for him and his girlfriend to fuck tonight," a third boy said, totally amazed and disgusted at Josh's clear inability to understand the terms they were using.
"Sorry, I didn't know that's one of the terms for that," Josh said looking down at the floor blushing hard.
The boy who had talked about getting action looked directly at Josh blown away at how stupid the kid appeared to be.
"God-Damn, you mean you don't even know what sex is?" the boy, whose name was Carl, asked in pure amazement. "Ridiculous!"
"I've never had sex with anyone before," Josh said as he felt his face grow even hotter while he continued looking down at the floor. "I'm just not ready for stuff like that."
"That's assuming that you even have a dick," another boy called out.
"We need to work harder at finding the right Fag for him, then they can both be happy together in whatever rat's nest they create for themselves," Carl said, slamming shut his locker.
Josh was close to tears now, and he didn't know what they were talking about. He could however, feel their meanness as they said what they were saying to him. He turned and put on his shoes as quick as he could, then just as quickly left the room.
Jacob thought for a moment about that previous event, and he had to stay turned to his locker, acting as if he was having trouble getting his pants untangled while he laughed as silently as he could to himself. That confirmed it, Josh really was going to be an easy mark, and the Autistic Faggot didn't even see it coming.
Returning to the present now, Jacob watched Josh as he looked down at the table, then up at Jacob.
"If you want to be friends, we can be," Josh said.
Jacob smiled as he saw the desperate hope in this boy's eyes. This boy was going to be so easy!
"I'm glad to hear you say that," Jacob replied, smiling.
They finished their food, then each headed for their separate classes. Once Jacob was with Mary and the other members of his friend group, he leaned in as they stood around his desk as he began talking.
"I got him," he said. "I got that little Fudge Packer exactly where I want him! He thinks I'm his friend, and I have the perfect plan!"
"What is it?" Ben asked.
"You guys know that I can always use some extra money from time to time, right?" Jacob asked smiling cruelly now.
"Yeah," Mary answered.
"Well, you know how I'm always saying that Josh is a Fag and shit like that?" Jacob asked.
They all nodded in unison.
"Well, what if I was to make a bet with all of you," Jacob went on. "I could make a bet with you guys that if I can fuck with Josh, making him think that I want him to be my boyfriend, then if I can do that, then you guys each have to pay me $200.00 each. What do you think?"
"Now wouldn't that just break his retarded little heart!" Mary said laughing.
"I'm sure it would," Sarah said.
"Yeah, but we all know you're not gay even though you would want Josh to think you are," Ben said. "Why though? Is there something more about this that you're not telling us?"
"Yeah," Jacob said with a cold smile on his lips. "You know how in Gym Class when Josh is always fucking it up. He's always making some move that throws off the timing, or the ball so that one of us misses it. Hell, we've lost more games since that Autistic freak was put into our sporting events. I mean, we just had to include him since Mr. Heins the School Counselor is always talking all that shit about inclusion and diversity. Well, I've had enough of losing to other teams because of that little Fag!"
"So you're really wanting to get Josh where it'll hurt the most?" Sarah said smiling as coldly as had Jacob a moment ago.
"That's right," Jacob replied. "I intend to show that retarded Mother Fucker that he's nothing, and that he's never going to be one of us! I'll string him along for a while, make him think I'm his friend and a boyfriend then I'll dump him. I'll do it in the most humiliating way possible, and then he'll see that he'll never belong here, nor anywhere. I win, each of you pays me the $200.00. Agreed?"
"I love it," Sarah said laughing hatefully.
"So do I," Mary agreed.
"I can't wait to see that little Fag cry," Ben added.
"Neither can I," Jacob said. "Once we ruin him, he'll be kicked out of this school, and we'll be back to being the best sports team in this fucking city once again, and I won't be looking like such a fucking loser!"
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Jacob and Josh got together for the first time outside school that up-coming weekend. Jacob took Josh out to a McDonalds close to his own house, and he listened with faked interest as Josh went on and on about some drug that supposedly had the ability to give someone Cancer, and how deadly it was. Nodding in all the right places, Jacob knew he had this little freak hooked. It was almost too easy. Soon they were ready to leave, and once he dropped Josh off at his house, he told him they could get together sometime that week after school.
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Josh closed the door to the house, and felt happier than he had ever been in his whole life. He thought about his time with Jacob, and he knew that he would always be best friends with him. He hoped as he thought more about it, that it would be really nice if the two of them could become boyfriends.
Josh knew for a while now that he liked guys, but he hadn't done anything with them. He knew his parents wouldn't be happy if they knew he was gay, and he wasn't about to tell them. All that being said though, he did hope that one day they'd accept him. He also hoped that they'd be happy with Jacob being his boyfriend!
Sitting on his bed now, Josh held his stuffed dog Ronny, and he felt like these last few minutes of being back after having been out with Jacob were an eternity.
"I think Jacob and I can be really happy together Ronny," Josh said softly to the dog. "I mean, it's just been you and I for a long time, but I really do want another boy I can be boyfriends with. I wouldn't ever forget about you though, and I'll always have you here with me even if Jacob and I become a couple."
Josh kissed the top of Ronny's head, then laid down on the bed snuggling the stuffed dog as he drifted quickly off to sleep.
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Jacob walked along as he returned to his own house. He was almost there, and he smiled about the plan that he was setting out for Josh. He especially loved how easy it was to gain the boy's trust. He now thought about how long he should keep the plan going. He didn't want to drag it out, but he wanted to give Josh enough of a feeling of safety and security before he ripped his world apart.
"Better enjoy it while it lasts Josh, because when I destroy you, you won't even see it coming," Jacob thought to himself as he smiled darkly.
Author's Notes
Now we're getting into what happened to Josh. It's going to get dark as the last few scenes have shown, and you'll all have to wait to see what happens next. More importantly, I can imagine that you're all wondering how Danny will handle if or when Josh tells him about his past. I hope everyone likes how that turns out as well. This time period in Josh's life will continue on in the next chapter, and so I hope you all can handle how the rest of it unfolds.
All that being said, I hope you guys are doing well, and having a good evening. I'll see everyone in Chapter Six.