GREG & PETER by Mike Austin
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IV:
The Monday morning alarm sounded far too early it seemed to Greg. Jack Stallings was waiting in Greg's office with a cup of coffee for each. "This can't be good, Greg thought" as he greeted his boss. "Greg I want to do a run over of the Friday night game performance plan and think we need to try something new" Jack stated flatly. "Maybe it's time to try something more blended from both our styles- military and show styles", Greg was dumbfounded. "What are your thoughts Jack", Greg posed? "Nope, I want to see what you come up with first after we review the upcoming half-time plan" stated Jack with some sense of a show me what you've got and what you can produce' challenge but not in a negative or vengeful stance, rather one of encouragement like, you've shown me you have talent now let's take it a step further'. They had about an hour before the freshmen music class arrived and Greg layed out the upcoming half-time plan. It began with a military march in and parade to the school song; a pause, then repeat of the song in an upbeat tempo, more rock and hip hop while the band remained in position. This followed with the band doing a starburst move to the sidelines and back into position playing the old Neil Diamond song "America" and the dance corps marched a series of 12 American flags out to center field, as the band continued their performance. There would then follow a salute to the armed forces with precision marching changing direction for each branch of service and branch's song. The ending was a return of the 12 American flags to center field and then the school's fight song as the band broke up back in the starburst effect. "Looks great Greg" came Jack's reply. "I like the military parade intro and the show style ending, but think we might want some more rock n roll show stuff in between" Jack added. "Give it some thought and let's go over it before end of school so if we need to change the program, the kids can have enough practice time before Friday to make it Shine", Jack closed the meeting, finished his coffee and left Greg sitting in a quandary. He'd made it, arrived, had won Jack over from a strict military style.
With Jeff's exit, Peter had reached out to Greg and a friendship, cum relationship ensued. Greg had remained distant while Jeff was around, but once he'd moved away and Greg found Peter available, their hook-up was "on". Greg found it curious that one minute Peter and Jeff were almost inseparable and the next, Jeff's gone and Peter is buried throat deep in Greg. There had been a brief 4-way with he, Peter, Ted and Mitch; which had the Peter and Ted top men sharing each other's subs; then closed with a daisy chain blow job scene. An easy going relationship built some sense of comfort as Greg and Peter grew closer. In Greg's mind though, he feared Peter's ease of refocus, should Greg fall out of favor or need to relocate or worse, be away on a trip, leaving Peter free to breed others. What bond would survive with those fears?
Greg found himself calling Peter as soon as Jack left the office to relay the exciting news. Greg found Peter's response as enthusiastic and supportive as he'd hoped and eager to learn the ideas and follow-on from the meeting with Jack later that day. Greg set about tweaking the half-time program in prep for the end-of-day session with his boss. Before the meeting, Wayne the drum major, a sexy assed senior, 18, blonde, 6'2" and a multi-instrument gifted guy who had screwed every twirler and most of the dance corp, high-fived Greg as he crossed into the band room. "What's happening boss" came Wayne's inquiry? Greg shared the revised half-time idea with Wayne, who found it exciting and "cool", nodding his approval as he learned more details from Greg. At that moment, Jack came by Greg's office, finding the pair huddled over a set of sketches and notes, which reflected the proposed changes. The three sat at the worktable, as Greg shared the modified plan. Jack took it all in, offered no comments and when Greg ended his preview, Jack stood, "looks great, make it happen" was all he said. Greg and Wayne stared at each before Wayne's bright smile broke the tone and he slapped Greg on the back and remarked, "so let's kick ass this afternoon out there on the practice field". "We've got a tough go of it over 4 days", Wayne closed, then left Greg's office. Greg noticed the tight ass exiting his office and wondered, then reality hit him and he returned to matters at hand. His call to Peter with his good news fell into the voicemail box and Greg had no option but to prepare his announcement for the gathering marching band, at their 6th period class. He stood at the podium, flanked by Wayne and Josh, the assistant drum major who Wayne had already briefed, and presented his draft plan to the assembled students. Jack was notably absent, though that was not uncommon for a routine half-time program. He would be involved for the homecoming and any play-off or marching contest event, but not routine game shows. The band listened and focused on the changes Greg outlined. Greg's plan was greeted with nods and smiles from the band and an eagerness to try it out on the field. The band headed out to the practice field and after a two hour session had all the basic framework of the revised show, blocked and understood. It was still a little rough, but a few more days of practice and Greg felt the band would be ready for Friday night! Greg headed to his SUV after a long and exciting workday, the thoughts of his sexy drum major and dark-haired and studly asst drum major, filled his head, his dick stirred, then he focused on reaching out to Peter again and sharing the good news in person. He made for his apartment, calling Peter in the process. Peter's cheerful voice answered with a war-hoop of congratulations and announced a cause for celebration tonight over supper. Greg was proud and delighted and more, so eager for Peter's dick, to celebrate his success. At the apartment, he called his parents and shared the good news, then hit the shower and cleaned up, ready to head for Peter's place.
En route, he again imagined Wayne and Josh, now screwing a pair of twirlers, then high-fiving each other as each came full bore in their eager band members. Shaking his head back to reality, he noticed a traffic light he'd just run and the motorcycle cop's lights spin on, punctuated by his siren screaming in the quiet neighborhood. Stunned, and cursing his traffic failure, he pulled aside and watched the motorcycle cop dismount and stride along the SUV to the driver's window. "I'm sorry officer", Greg began, then the cop remarked, "you're the new band director aren't you"? "Well yes I am officer, but", cut off in mid claim, the officer announced his daughter, MaryAnn played flute and raved about the new director. Greg realized the connection, knew that Josh and MaryAnn were a couple and Greg reached out to the officer with his license and lame excuse of being distracted by the good news, which to his surprise, the cop was already well aware. "Sir you need to be alert when operating your vehicle, especially in a residential neighborhood, you never know when children may bolt into the street and traffic signs and lights are there for a reason", Greg listened attentively and found his eyes glance to the cop's crotch and blink, then the cop announced he'd just issue a warning ticket this time, but pay attention in the future; handed Greg a warning ticket, nodded politely, turned and returned to his motorcycle. Greg gripped the steering wheel, still upset and shaken, breathed a deep sigh, then pulled back into traffic and completed the drive to Peter's. Should he alert MaryAnn that he'd met his dad and under what circumstances, he wondered?
At Peter's he recapped the cop event, then details of his day and good fortune all just babble before Peter wrapped his arms about Greg and kissed him deeply and passionately. The excitement of the day ebbed and the pair of hard-ons increased as Peter and Greg stood in the living room of the small frame house locked together. Peter had prepped spinach crepes and smoked peppered bacon. Greg joined in the kitchen to assemble a quick salad, then the two sat for a quick meal; chatting in depth about the revised program. Peter could not wait to bed Greg but wanted to give his boyfriend his time on center stage. After their meal, a glass of rose' settled the mood and Greg's excitement was tempered by Peter's aggressive kissing and groping, on the sofa. Soon Peter led Greg to the bedroom, where they undressed each other, slowly and Greg kneeled in front of Peter, lifting his heavy cock to suck and love it in all of its hard-on prowess. He knew the hard cock would soon be deep in him and in short order that came about with Peter's increasingly rapid dick-fuck cumming deep in Greg's ass. Greg's orgasm was spontaneous and in sync with Peter's. The two pulled apart, each breathless, hearts pounding and Greg's head reeling from the day, the fuck and his own orgasm!!! Later that night they'd wake, share a shower, then return to bed to sleep a very restful sleep.