Well I'm cleaning up my computer of all stories I never did finish posting on Nifty and here's one of the, Circle the Noun, the follow up to The Watch. For those looking for the complete tale it is on the yahoo group listed below. Enjoy
JMH
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David and Philip were having a ball pissing off all the uptight teachers and fellow students at school. They made sure during each of the passing period between classes to meet and make out until one of the teachers told them to stop. Many of the students also groaned in seeing them but none of them would pick a fight with a person who made all state in wrestling.
Nathan though was going through something else. All the people who wanted to tell David what a freak he was but were afraid to tell him to his face told Nathan instead.
Passing the halls, heading for lunch, Nathan caught Philip and David at it. Nathan was half tempted to go right to both of them and pull them into a passionate kiss just so people would stop tell him what a fag David was.
Since it seemed that everyone wanted to ask him what in the world was going on with his brother, Nathan took his lunch to the gym locker room where he hoped no one would be. It turned out to be the wrong choice.
Except for the swim team. All the school sports shared the same cavern-like locker room filled with hundreds of lockers. The door that Nathan entered came in where the soccer team was concentrated. Instead of the quiet he had been hoping for he heard six loud angry voices coming from deeper within.
"There is no way I'm going on the mat with that fag!" one voice shouted.
"I bet he gets a hard-on each time he pins us," Another added.
"How can we get rid of him?"
"We can ask the coach to kick him off. Tell him there is no way we will play with some fairy as our team captain."
"The coach won't listen to us. David is his best player. He cares more about winning than how David gets off."
"Yeah... isn't it a little suspicious that the coach made that fag team captain. You tell me it would not surprise me if the coach and him are getting it off with each other."
"Shut up... If coach hears you saying that, it will be your ass that gets kicked off the team."
"Doesn't mean it's not true."
"Yeah," Nathan heard several people he now assumed to be on David's wrestling team grumble.
"Then how do we get rid of him?"
"We could try jumping him," one suggested.
"And get arrested and sued... no thanks. He lives with a bunch of ass-fucking lawyers."
"Yeah... if we beat him up we need to make sure we can't get caught or punished."
"Then we will have to settle it our why... on the mat."
"How... David can beat any of us easily."
"I beat him once," someone who had not spoken before said.
"Yeah... doing an illegal move. The coach had you cleaning the locker room for the rest of the season for that."
"Well, it almost worked. I could have broken David's neck if the coach had not stopped me."
"You really hate David... don't you?"
"Of course I do... look at him. He is a rich, snotty kid who loves making all of us feel privileged to be around him."
"But do you really want to break his neck? You could paralyze him," the same guy said, worried.
"It would get him off the team. All I need the rest of you to do is keep the coach distracted so he can't stop me this time."
"You can get in real trouble if it is ever found out that you did it on purpose."
"That is why we need to stick together to make sure that no one finds out. The school does not want a scandal... they will call it an accident... poor supervision. Who knows, we might even get a new coach.
"Yeah..." Nathan heard nearly all of them agree.
"So when do you want to do this?"
"Nothing like the present," the voice who was threatening David's life laughed.
Nathan stood stunned for a few minutes, listening to David's teammates laugh about breaking his neck. Fear paralyzed him, but then the need to warn David took over. As quietly as he could Nathan sneaked out of the locker room. Once he let the door close silently behind him; he went into a run down the halls back to the cafeteria looking for David.
Nathan found David sitting with Philip and other members of the swim team. It seemed that Philip's teammates did not have the same feelings as David's wrestling buddies.
"David, I need to talk to you," Nathan said as he interrupted the group's laughter.
"What is it?" David asked concerned. The plan had been for Nathan to avoid David at school for the first week.
"You're in trouble."
"Hey... that's nothing new. Mrs. Hoffman threatened to report me if she caught me kissing Philip one more time!" David shouted, which got cheers from the guys at the table.
"It's your teammates, David..."
"Oh those numbskulls, I imagine they are pretty upset with me." David continued to laugh. He was having a ball.
"David... those numbskulls are going to try to break your neck," Nathan said with all seriousness.
"What?" David replied, confused as the laughter died down.
"David... we need to talk," Nathan insisted.
"Alright," David agreed.
Together they went to the men's bathroom and after they had checked all the stalls, the two of them locked each other into one of them.
"So what is this about someone wanting to break my neck?"
"Well..." Nathan began to speak, but was stopped by David kissing him.
"Kissing Philip is fun and all if just for the looks we get, but I really missed kissing you," David had to say.
"Same here..." Nathan agreed before continuing. "At today's practice one of your teammates will try to break your neck... make it look like an accident."
"Do you know who it is?"
"No... but from what I heard he tried to do it to you before."
"Alex!" David said angrily as he pounded the wall of the stall with his elbows. Yeah, he used an illegal headlock on me. Coach saw that and stopped him."
"Well, this time they plan to keep your coach's eyes off the mat until it is too late."
"Dang... and to think I trusted most of them. How did you find all this stuff out?"
"Well..." Nathan said nervously. "I was trying to get away from all the people bugging me about you and Philip so I took my lunch to the locker room. That is when I walked into your teammates' planning session."
"Oh gosh... I'm sorry Nate... Sorry to get you involved in all this shit."
"I'm not... I was able find this out and warn you."
"Yes, you did... you probably saved my life," David said before bending down and kissing Nathan's neck.
"David, we can't do this right now," Nathan sighed as he felt himself hardening.
"But I want to do it now," David pouted.
"We need to work on something else than our sex life... like how to get you out of this trap."
""Easy... I'll just have to take advantage of the coach's distraction and do a few illegal moves of my own."
"You are going to break the guy's neck?"
"No... his arm or maybe his leg... will have to think about it," David said as if it were a minor issue.
"Why not tell the coach what they have planned so he can stop it."
"What will that solve... all they will do is wait for another chance. Right now I know what they have planned, thanks to you. If the coach stops it, then I'll always have to watch my back. If I take care of things now and make an example out of Alex the rest will fold like a deck of cards."
"I guess," Nathan agreed.
"The trick though is that I have to wait till he makes the move. That way I will be in the right."
"David, I don't want you to take that risk."
"I know, Nate, but I have to do it this way. I believe you, but I have to see for myself that they really have it in for me, otherwise I will feel guilty."
"I see," Nathan sighed as he rested his head on David's chest.
"Don't worry, even if Alex were to try that move on me again, I now know how to beat it. Coach made sure of that."
"You like the coach."
"I sure do," David agreed.
"Your teammates were hoping that he would take the fall for your 'accident'."
"Damn... Alex is out for full revenge. He was the top dog at his old school before he transferred here. He expected to walk into the gym and be named team captain. After I beat him a few times, his spunkiness turned to bitterness at me and the coach."
"Dang..."
"Yep... if they plan to blame the coach for what happens today then I need you to do something."
"What's that?"
"I want you to bring some of your friends over to watch practice. Let's fill the place with witnesses."
"Won't that scare Alex off?"
"Not likely... do you even know what a half nelson is, Nathan?"
"No..."
"I bet the same is with most of your friends. You would not know an illegal move from a legal. Alex is smart. He knows the same thing. The point is there will be real witnesses. Even if they don't understand what they are seeing, at least it will not be some cooked up story my "teammates" made up.
"Ok," Nathan said right when the bell rang. "We better get going."
"Not before I kiss you goodbye, we don't." David smiled as he tilted his head to the side so his lips met Nathan's."
That was when the bathroom door banged opened and the sound of several pair of feet entering. Nathan and David froze, holding the kiss as if that very slight moment would reveal them. It was not until the class bell rang again a the bathroom was once again silent that they parted lips.
"That was close," Nathan sighed.
"I still enjoyed it," David chuckled.
"Yeah," Nathan agreed, blushing.
"I want to do more but I guess that'll have to wait till we get home. My place our yours?"
"My place... we need to talk to our dads about all this."
"I guess so. Uncle Josh will be pissed," David moaned.
"Not as bad as uncle Mike."
"Yeah... his Zen attitude has been slipping lately."
"Everyone is under a lot of stress," Nathan agreed.
"We can work some of that off tonight." David grinned as he ground a little into Nathan.
"Tonight... after homework," Nathan agreed.
After a few more light kisses, the two of them parted. Nathan left the bathroom first, with David following a minute later. Neither of them noticed Thomas hiding in the far stall.
After his first hour with Mr. Bremen , Greg could understand how a kid his age could have a crush on a teacher. It turned out that Mr. Bremen was 6'2", 23, just graduated from college. He had helped pay for school by playing professional beach volleyball of all things, and the tan he carried showed it. He had short brown hair, green eyes, a slender but muscular build that showed a lot with the well-fitted clothing he wore. Greg had to control himself from drooling all over his tutor. He was unable to hide his hard-on, though.
"Ok... I now want you to write a paragraph about what you did in chemistry lab, but do not use the passive tense," Mr. Bremen said as he sat so close to Greg that Greg could feel the heat from his body.
It was so hard for Greg to concentrate to spell the words right with this Adonis hovering over him. Instead of writing... "concentration"... Greg wrote the "cockcrtration". Instead of... "dilution"... Greg wrote "dickution." The first time Greg made the mistake Mr. Bremen just pointed his finger at it without comment. The second time Mr. Bremen took the pencil out of Greg's hand and turned his face to him.
"It's ok, Greg... I don't have to look under the table, but the color of your face says you have a hard-on. I had the same problem at your age. When I was just starting off in amateur volleyball I would get hard-ons seeing the other guys in their swimsuits. Talk about major embarrassment"
"You're gay?"
"Bi..." Mr. Bremen replied.
"Is that why you were assigned to me?"
"Part of it... yes."
"Do you also tutor Scott?"
"Oh no, he does not need my help. If anything he needs to be with someone who would be like a cold shower, the way he fools around."
"Then why were you assigned to me?"
"To give you a good gay role model."
"But I have those... my dads, Nathan, David, all my uncles."
"Yes... your family... but Dr. Larson and I felt you needed an outside friend as well."
"I see."
"I guess I also better tell you that I have been to a few of the sex parties at your new house. That is why I need to ask you if you want me to not go to those anymore."
"Why?"
"Think about it, would you still respect me as a teacher if you so happened to see me sucking off some guy."
In truth it would feel weird, but the very idea that Greg might one day see his teacher in action was a chance he could not so easily give up on. "I wouldn't mind," Greg finally said.
"Well, I would... I'll still come by your place every now and then but I promise I will only fool around behind closed doors."
'Darn...' Greg thought to himself. "Do they have those sex parties often?"
"About twice a month. The other times it is at other people's houses."
The idea that his teacher went to more than one sex party disappointed Greg and led him to asking the question; "Why have you not fallen in love with someone."
"Well, I don't know if you would understand but I don't want to fall in love with anyone."
"Why... doesn't everyone want to be with another person?"
"Many do and in some point in my life I might want to, but you can say I'm a typical bisexual... I can't commit to anything. Sometimes I want to sleep with a man and other times I want to be with a woman. What kind a person would I be if I tried dating someone only to find me cheating on them later."
"If you never date, how will you meet the love of your life?"
"Plain and simple... I won't and thank goodness. All I would do is end up hurting the person."
"But a person needs love," Greg insisted.
"And I have it... from my friends. It is not the intense love of a relationship, but it gets me by."
"..." Greg frowned on hearing this.
"Hey don't worry, Greg... not all guys are like me. Many of them are looking for a serious relationship like you are."
"Yeah... but I going to run into your type along the way."
"Possibly, but there is an easy way to filter us out. Just don't have sex with a guy for the first three dates. If the guy is willing to wait that long then you stand a good chance that he is interested in something other than sex."
"Ok..."
"Well, now that I have driven off your hard-on, let's get back to work," Mr. Bremen said with a knowing smile.
It happened so fast that Nathan almost missed it. Everything seemed to be happening just as David's teammates had planned. The first three matches went without a problem. In the fourth, the one right before David's turn, one of the players did not get off the mat after the count. He did get off the mat eventually, but with a limp.
Then David and Alex came up. It was not three seconds into it that the player who had walked off the mat with difficulty went up to the coach. Soon the coach was helping the guy off to the locker room, letting David and Alex continue wrestling. At the moment the locker room door closed, Alex broke free of David's grip. David tried to regain it but it was then that Alex made his move, getting David into a headlock.
On cue, Nathan stood up and shouted that it was an illegal move followed by Galen and two other of Nathan's friends. David's teammates should have given up right then and there but two of them had the courage or desperation to shout back at the onlookers to shut up.
Now having the proof that he needed, David broke free of the headlock using the move the coach had taught him, flipping Alex on to the ground with David's knee hitting him in the spine. Alex, now in a great amount of pain, was helpless as David broke both of his arms.
It was just at that moment that the coach came back to see what all the shouting was about. He was followed by the supposedly hurt teammate, who now seemed to have no problem walking.
"What the hell did you do, David!" the coach demanded as he ran over to the mat.
"Less than what Alex was trying to do to me," David said as he glared as his teammates.
"Alex?" Coach Simmons asked, but only got moans. Soon the other wrestlers were accusing David of attacking Alex for no reason.
"Coach... can I show you something?" Nathan said as he approached him with Galen."
"Did you see what happened?" the coach asked.
"Yes sir," Nathan replied, which was followed by the other wrestlers accusing Nathan of defending his brother and not knowing a thing about wrestling.
"Coach, I would like you to meet Galen... he is on the soccer team with me and is a member of the film club."
"Nice to meet you, but I don't see a camera on you."
"I have one." Galen grinned as he opened his backpack and took out the video camera inside. He even showed the coach the hole in the backpack that let the camera see out.
As the coach watched the video many of the teammates saw the writing on the wall and began to leave, not even bothering to change out of their uniforms. After seeing the film, coach Simmons closed his eyes and began to cry.
"You knew this was going to happen," he asked Nathan.
"Yes sir," Nathan replied nervously.
"I wish you had come to me with this."
"He had no proof," David said to Nathan's defense. "Even if you believed him all that would have happened was a delay in their plans at a time no one knew about."
"The whole team was involved in this?"
"He was," David said as he pointed to the teammate who was trying to pretend he had a limp again. To prove it, David made a lunge at him which sent the faker running at top speed."
"David, do you know what this means?" the coach asked David seriously
"It means I stopped Alex from breaking my neck."
"It means I have to suspend the entire team. It means no more wrestling this year."
"Even David?" Galen asked.
"Especially you," Coach Simmons shouted to David. "Not only did you not tell me what the others were planning, but you went too far with Alex."
"I had to make a statement," David said in his defense.
"You made that statement after you threw Alex off you. There was no need to break his arms."
"I don't agree, coach. I had to make sure that they would not mess with me."
"Well, you got what you wanted. I don't think they will mess with you anytime soon. It will be because I will see you suspended and Alex expelled. Now if you don't mind, I need to call an ambulance for Alex," Coach Simmons said before he stormed off.
"That could have gone better," Galen said as he began to pack his camera up.
"Not much better," David sighed, hurt that his coach was so upset at him.
In thirty minutes the police and ambulance arrived. After the coach explained what it was that Alex had tried to do, they said that attempted assault charges would be pressed against Alex. David was told he would have to come in later for questioning, but with the coach telling the police that David was acting out of self-defense they said that charges were unlikely.
After the camera was taken away as evidence, Coach Simmons took David aside to his office. "I'm sorry that I yelled at you. You won't get expelled. I told the police that I had Galen film the match for me so don't go and tell them that you knew this was going to happen ahead of time."
"So I guess I won't get suspended," David asked.
"No... you won't. Whatever happens to me... David you were my favorite student."
"And you are my favorite teacher... but why all the worry? Nothing is going to happen to you."
"Don't count on that, David. Your teammates plotted to hurt you. There is no way I'm going to coach them. The school board might think differently though. If push comes to shove, I might have to quit."
"But that means that they'll just hire a new coach."
"Yeah, and I would like them to see them find one before the season is over. Whatever happens, no one will play this year and next year the team will have to rebuild... no one on the varsity team now will make a name for themselves, except for you."
"Thanks coach... so what will you do if you don't teach."
"I can always take substitute teaching jobs. During the summer I'm a physical trainer so I might go back to doing that till I can get another regular job."
"Cool... coach... can I ask you one thing?" David finally got the courage to ask.
"Yes." Coach Simmons smiled knowingly.
"Are you gay..." David asked nervously.
"Well, as it seems like I will not be working here soon and since you are my favorite student and you just outed yourself I guess I can tell you..." he left David hanging.
"Yes...?" David said, hating being teased like this.
"I am a little bent." The coach grinned before planting a kiss on David's cheek.
"Wow!"
"I'll even tell you something else... I have a boyfriend."
"You do!"
"Yep... but I'm not going to tell you who he is."
"So he is a teacher?"
"I'm not saying that. I'll only say that it's not my place to out someone."
"Ok... thanks coach," David said as he gave him a bear hug.
"Call me John..." David's coach grinned as he hugged his student back hard.