Luke Girardi's Bone
by Bart Hanks (bart384@yahoo.com)
(Note: this is a work of fiction based on a fictional character in CBS' "Joan of Arcadia." Comments are appreciated)
Luke Girardi regarded himself as a man of science. Sitting in Chemistry Lab 4th period, he realized something was interfering with his analytical approach to the tasks before him. That something was his dick.
His bone, actually.
He squirmed on the stool and tried to shift his weight. He had started the morning as always with his dick pointing down in his briefs. But now as it hardened he thought it might break. He needed to find a way to point it up without attracting attention. And every time he dropped his hand down there in his lap, some girls nearby seemed to giggle.
As a man of science he was embarrassed by this. He tried to get his mind on his work. Checking his notebook, he said to his lab partner Ben, "This is hard."
"Not half as hard as your dick, dude. That thing looks like it wants to break out and run away."
"I know. That's what I've been trying to fix."
"Well you fixed it good; now it looks like it is making a U-turn trying to get out. What's wrong with you anyway? Does Chem lab get you really horned?" Ben had a happy evil grin on his face. Luke was mortified.
Shy by nature, he couldn't tell his friend he hadn't been able to beat off lately because his brother kept sort of 'dropping by' his room just as he was about to start. He and Kevin had separate bedrooms but shared a common connecting bath. One family rule was no one could lock the bathroom door "since you're both boys and that's OK for you to see each other" his father had said.
But it meant no privacy. And Kevin was always around when Luke was home. Luke was sure Kevin had some plot to keep him from beating off. And that hadn't been such a big deal until this year. Somehow being 14 and in the 9th grade made his world so different from what it had been before.
"It just happens. My body is changing and stuff like that happens," Luke explained.
Ben snorted. "Not the way that bone of yours has been acting lately. Have you got some sort of sex problem?"
Luke flushed red. He hoped no girls could hear the conversation. "It's just that lately it seems like I don't have any privacy" and lowering his voice to a whisper he added, "if you know what I mean."
Ben laughed out loud. Several people looked back at them and the teacher glanced up and tapped with her ruler before returning to the papers she was grading.
"Luke, you don't still do that jack off stuff, do you?" Ben, six months older than his friend, felt like he could have a little fun and act superior.
"Not that much, and lately not at all."
"Well you know if you don't quit it when you're 14, you'll never be able to quit it the rest of your life.
And you don't want to someday when you're married and have kids and all, and have them learn their dad still goes into the bathroom to jack off."
Luke felt dazed by this. His dad had tried to talk to him about that kind of stuff, but it was too embarrassing to them both, and each was relieved when the conversation was over. But for now all Luke could think of was his dick: hard, pulsing, slightly moist at the tip. And deep in his stomach he felt like he had to get some relief. He felt like he couldn't stand it any more. He remembered the great times he used to have with it, building to a frenzy as he sat on the toilet seat and then kicking his legs and almost shouting when the stuff erupted all over the place.
"Ben."
"What?"
"When the bell rings, you take my books on to English and I'll join you later. If anyone asks, I had to go to the bathroom."
"If you're going to do what I think you are, you better be careful. You'd be the laughing stock of the school if anyone caught you. Man that would follow you all the way though Senior year."
"I've got a plan. I'm going down to the old bathroom for boys off the utility hall. It's off limits but if I can get in, I'll be safe."
He scrunched his knees together and his dick clicked to full length. At that moment the bell rang and classes started changing.
Mobs of people like a cattle call filled the halls, lockers slammed, people laughed and shouted, and Luke with his head down threaded his way toward his destination. At one point his sister Joan saw him and called out asking where he was going, but he plowed ahead.
The hall finally opened into a patio area, with classrooms and then shop classes on one side. Just past the gym entrance he rushed into the dark hallway that ended with a sign: Boys Bathroom. Beneath it was a small notice posted which read, "Closed. Do not enter."
Pushing the door open, he rushed into a gray room that smelled of dust and stale odors. Ahead were a set of stalls. He chose the farthest one , locked the stall door, and pulled down his pants and shorts. He wasn't too happy to sit on the forlorn toilet seat, but he had no choice.
He began whacking away on his meat, thrusting his dick to greater heights. Suddenly his heart froze as he heard a sound at the door. He stayed motionless, his dick pleading for more strokes. There was a sound of someone walking around, and then the steps receded and the door again closed.
He went back to work, stroking, squeezing, and sliding his dick with renewed energy. He couldn't remember when he had enjoyed doing this as much as now. He was so carried away he wasn't aware of stealthy movements until a voice above him said, "Yep, it's the Girardi nerd jerking his meat for all he's worth."
His heart sank, his dick strained and pulsed, and he looked up to see one of the football players looking over the top of the stall.
"Well let's bring him out so we can take a look at him. Maybe he'll put on a show for us."
Without warning hands reached under the door and grabbed his ankles, pulling him violently off the pot and under the door, his butt sliding across the concrete floor feeling like it was sandpaper. He lay there in front of them while the three guys laughed.
"That's a mighty hard little pecker you got there, kid. Do you always come in here to jerk off?"
Literal minded Luke began to explain, when one of them interrupted him. "Let's strip him and take him outside so everybody can see him in the flesh."
They roared. Bending down quickly, one pinned his arms and another his legs, while the third guy pulled his pants and shorts down to his ankles.
The guy holding the ankles asked, "Shall I take off his sneakers before you get the rest off?"
"Naw. Leave them on. He'll look cute with nothing on but his glasses and his sneakers."
The guy on his ankles reached higher and the other guy got his clothes off. The guy holding his legs reached up and grabbed his dick. "This thing's still hard as a rock. Look."
He pulled Luke's bone down between his legs and released it, and it popped back up, bouncing and looking eager. Then he pushed it up against his stomach and let go, and again it waved back and forth.
"Damn that thing looks like it wants to take off. But it's kinda cute too." Reaching up, he chucked Luke's dick under the head, and said "Kitchy kitchy koo, baby!" Luke spasmed, twisting his body and shaking his head so that his glasses, already at an angle, almost slipped off.
"He looks like he's having fun, and I know damn sure his dick is." Then leaning close to Luke's face, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick. "You want this, kid?"
"Um...no, actually I have one of my own already."
He grabbed Luke's balls and Luke gasp. "Look, don't mess with me. I could take a piece of duct tape and paste it across your little hairs and pull them all out by the roots. It would hurt like hell and it wouldn't be a pretty sight."
"Make him suck you, Todd" the guy pulling his shirt off said. Luke sensed this guy was getting turned on by the situation.
"You want to suck me off, kid?"
"No, actually. I just -"
The guy grabbed Luke's jaw and forced his mouth open. When he almost had his dick inserted, he asked, "Which will it be? You want to suck me off, or you want to stand outside buck naked with that boner of yours and let everybody see you?"
Luke couldn't imagine which would be worse. But he didn't have a choice, because the guy forced his dick into Luke's open mouth.
For an instant Luke gagged. Then slowly he began using his tongue to massage the dick. Soon he was getting into the action pretty well for a first-timer.
It was easier - and better - than he had thought. His own dick began to pulse as well. He had never had such feeling down there before.
The guy began moaning, and finally gasped "Here I cum!" The dick in his mouth pulsed and what seemed like gallons of cum burst out, hitting his tonsils and filling his mouth.
"Swallow it!"
Luke did. When it was over, the guy patted him on the cheek. "Now I've planted a part of me inside you. This is the greatest day of your life."
Luke had his doubts about that.
"You ready to go outside and meet your public?"
Luke's eyes widened. No way did he want to do that. And they had promised... But they were already picking him up, his dick as hard as ever.
"We ought to tie a ribbon on that thing and tell people it won first prize" one of them said, handling Luke's dick as he grinned down at it.
At that point, alarms sounded.
"Shit! Damn fire drill" the leader said. "The principal'll be inspecting everywhere. Damn!"
"Let's get out of here!" another said.
"What about him?"
"Give him his clothes and get out. We can get him again another time. Maybe he'll want to stay in here and finish jacking off."
Laughing, they ran out the door. One of them turned with an evil grin. "See you next time, Girardi!"
Not if I see you first, Luke thought. Gathering his clothes, he looked down at his dick and sighed. "Have you no sense of decency?" he asked it.
(END)
(The story could continue if there is interest in it. Comments and suggestions appreciated).