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Lil Bros
Chapter 9
NAPLES FLA (2)
For a week Michael stayed in Texas. Checking on the companies that his parents had left him and visiting the amusement parks and other places that a teen would enjoy. All the while thinking about what Heilman had told him. The last day that Michael was in Texas he started to think about buying a small ranch, but so far he had not found anything he liked.
Michael flew into Naples late Sunday afternoon and took a cab home. He had just gotten out of the car when his front door opened and Cory came out. Paying the driver and grabbing his bag he walked up the steps. "Hello Cory what brings you to my home?"
"Jerry brought me, said it be okay."
"So Jerry's here is he?"
"Uh huh, you gonna be mad?"
"I don't know depends on what damage you all done to my place."
"We didn't hurt your house."
"Okay then lets go inside, I would like to do some laundry."
"Okies."
Going inside Michael tossed his laundry room and started the washer. "Come on Michael, Scott's got some snack for us."
"You hungry champ?"
"Uh huh."
"Then lets go, I could use a bite also."
With Cory leading the way he took Michael to the kitchen, when they walked in Michael was surprised to see the team there on the table was his jersey. "Michael, we would like you back on the team, we need you if we are going to win the state again."
"What does the coach say?"
He said that it was up to us, and well we all talked it over and we know that you have come around and that you really weren't yourself, so please say yeah and come back."
"What do you think Cory? You think these losers will win without me?"
"Nope, they can't even hit the basket." giggling Cory hide behind Michael.
"Okay guys I will come back, but you have to work my way. That means every night we meet at the park right after school and on weekends."
"Great. Welcome back then captain."
"Can I come to?" Cory asked.
"Just on weekends dude, that way you can spend the whole day with us."
"Wow that would be wicked."
"Okay where are the snacks?"
"What snacks?"
Michael was going to say something when I saw Cory sneaking out the patio door. "Cory you little turkey, I'll get you for that." Running after him Michael picked him up and gently tossed him into the pool. The rest of the team watched and soon stripped down and joined him. Looking up Michael saw Scott standing at the door the phone in his hand. "Scott what is it?"
"Some guy named Johnson wants to talk to you."
"Okay join the others in the pool and I'll be right back."
"Kewls."
Five minutes later the phone flew out the patio door and shattering on the stones. "What the fuck." Peter yelled as a piece hit him in the leg. "Michael what is going on, you almost hit me with that thing?"
"Sorry Peter. Where is the fucking basketball?"
"At home."
"Go get it for me."
"Michael what is the problem?"
"They let the fucker out on bail. Even after to confessing to over eighty rapes and murders."
"Your joking, who the fuck let him out on bail."
"The god damn judge."
"So what are you going to do?"
"Right now I am going to get a new phone while you get the basketball then I am going to go shoot some hoops and try to calm down. After that I am going back to Texas.
"No your not, you would lose everything." Scott yelled.
"We'll talk after I calm down some."
"Fine, but you're not shooting hoops alone."
"Oh and who is going with me?"
"We all are, Jerry has to take Cory home, so it will be the rest of us." Richie said. "Michael we're sorry they let the bastard out, but there is nothing you can do about it."
"I know, but now some other kid could get hurt. "
"Not if the cops are watching him."
"Calm down Michael." Jerry spoke, "he'll be back in jail before you know."
"Sorry guys it just pisses me off. Now I got to clean up here. Your leg okay Peter?"
"Yeah just scared me a bit."
"Okay I'll sweep up and you guys dry off. Maybe we can have some hot dogs for dinner."
"You got enough?"
" I should unless you all been eating them."
As Michael was getting the hot dogs and fries ready he had asked Scott and Jerry to run over to Circuit City and pick him up a new phone. With them gone Peter came in and sat talking, as the others stayed outside. "Michael I gotta ask you something?"
"Sure Peter, what's up?"
"Well I was wondering,, well I know you and Scott are together and well what I want to know is have you both gone all the way?"
"Peter that is a bit personal."
"I know, but well I want Richie to make love to me, I mean we like doing what we do, but lately I been wanting more."
"I see, have you told him this?"
"Not yet."
"Okay, I think what you should do is talk with Scott Richie and me all at the same time, but only when we are alone."
"I can do that, but it is kinda embarrassing."
"I know, that is why I said it should be just the four of us."
"Okay, but when can we do it?"
"How about this coming weekend, you and Richie can spend it here."
"Kewl thanks Bro."
"Call the guys in the dogs are ready,"
Jerry and Scott had shown back up just as the others were sitting to eat, so they joined in the fun and soon we were all laughing. With everything cleaned up Michael took the basketball and they all headed over to the park where for the next ninety minutes everyone practiced. Scott, Richie and Peter joined Michael back at his house and everyone took showers alone. Michael finished first so he went and locked all the doors and closed the curtains. Soon he was join by the others all were wearing just briefs. "What's this guys you all horny or something?"
"Kinda." Richie said.
"Well you know where the bedrooms are."
"Michael please you said we could." Peter spoke.
"Yes I did, are you sure this is the right time?"
"Yes please you know I want,,,"
"Okay, Richie, Peter asked if Scott and I ever went all the way, I didn't really answer him because I thought Scott should be here when I did."
"So why the secrecy?" Richie asked.
"Because Peter wants you to make love to him."
"Oh, you mean,,"
"Yes."
"Damn don't it hurt?"
"Yeah it hurts." Scott interjected. "But it doesn't last and starts to feel great."
"I can give you what you need Richie, but you have to be gentle and go slow, if Peter says stop you have to."
"Kewl I would never hurt him. He's to cute."
"Okay then, Peter come with me."
"Sure."
Two hours later both Michael and Scott heard a slight scream. So getting up Michael went to the spare room and knocked. "Everything okay guys?"
"Yeah it hurts a bit?"
"Can I come in?"
"Okay."
Walking in Michael saw Richie laying on top of Peter. "What happened?"
"I'm sorry Michael, but it wouldn't go in so I kinda pushed to hard."
"I hope you didn't rush all the way."
"Yeah I did. That's what cause him to scream."
"You okay Peter?"
"Yeah just feel so full now."
"Okay just be gentle Richie. Later when he gets use to doing this you can go a bit harder."
"Okay, I didn't mean to hurt him."
"I know, first times always do hurt no matter how gentle you are."
"Oh I didn't know that."
"Now you do so enjoy and keep the noise down."
"Funny dude very funny."
Going back Michael saw that Scott was laying there a smile on his face. "So they did it huh?"
"Yeah, things will work out now for them."
"Good, what about us, you going to make love to me also?"
"You think you can handle it?"
"Yeah, you know I can, now do it."
"Yes sir." Laughing Michael stripped his briefs off and climbed back into bed then for the next three hours they made love. Then they curled up and fell asleep. Meanwhile Peter and Richie had finished their love making and showered before sleeping.
For the next two months Michael stayed in Naples, doing his school work and bringing the team back up and into the state finals. When the team learned that they had made it again Michael called Johnson and told him when and where they were playing. "You gonna make it sir?"
"I told you I would be there and I will."
"Thanks."
"Cory was now spending more time with Michael. The weekends were Cory's at Michael's place swimming and learning how to play basketball. Michael had taken a few days and finally cleaned out Tommy's room giving his clothes to social services. His trumpet he placed in its case and sat beside the piano. He was waiting for word on whether or not he could build an amphitheater, so far the council was studying the feasibility of one. They were also looking at the possibility of the money that such a place could generate for the city. Two days before the state finals Johnson showed up, Michael let him have his spare room, that way he could also talk to him about the case in Texas.
The day of the game Michael was feeling like he was on top of the world he knew that he could lead the team all the way, if the other school wasn't out to try and do him in again. The locker room was loud as the team got hyped for the game. This time Michael led the team onto the court warming up with them as the other team worked the far end of the court. Finally it came down to the minute before. Then it was on, both teams scoring and driving the fans wild.
Again the opposing team set out to take Michael out of the game, but this time he and his team were ready. At half time Michael had scored a total of forty points giving them a twenty point lead. The other team wasn't to happy for they were hoping to beat Michael and walk away champions, but the way things were going it looked like duck soup for them.
In Michael's locker room the team was on a high bouncing around and yelling. "Guys." Michael hollered. "We haven't won yet, we still have a long way to go and the others are going to push us harder, so be ready, and watch your fouls, we had done great so far, but just be ready for them."
"Your right Michael, thing is they seem to be concentrating on you, it's like last year all over." Peter spoke up from the back of the group.
"Your right so let them, that gives you all a chance to sink a ball or two."
" Okay, then lets do it, and guys, last year the game was for Michael's little bro's. Well I think this game should be for them and for our lost angel."
"Amen, dude, this is for Tommy."
"Thanks guys, now let's win it for him."
As the game got underway again Michael could see Cory bouncing up and down cheering for the team beside him Johnson was trying to calm him down but it wasn't working. With Michael in the game he lost track of everything as he concentrated on the ball.
Johnson had left the bleachers, and so Cory was jumping up and down when one of the opposing team smacked him in the face with the ball. Since Michael's back was turned he didn't see it, but he heard the scream from Cory and Scott yelling for time out. Turning Michael saw that Scott was kneeling beside Cory holding a towel to his face. Running over he bent down. "What happened Scott?"
"Anderson threw the ball in his face, I guess since he couldn't get to you he would try and shut your fans down."
"Oh really, well I guess it is time for the others to know that we won't stand for any shit."
"Your right, but what can we do?"
"Watch."
Walking to the center of the court, Michael stood. "Anderson, you wanted to make this personal, now get your fat ass out here."
"Michael what are you going to do?"
"Beat his ass."
"No that will get you canned."
"Not my way."
"What you want fag." Anderson sneered."
"I challenge you to a game of one on one, we will play your way, or should I say the way your coach has taught you. First one to twenty points wins."
"And if I win?"
"Then we forfeit the game. If I win, you leave the team and your coach resigns."
"You think you're that good? I'll wipe the court with your face."
"Fine give it your best shot. Oh and there won't be any breaks."
Great, prepared to get your ass kicked."
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