Luke Girardi's Bone (Part 7)
(This is a work of fiction based on a character on CBS' "Joan of Arcadia")
Part 7
Luke returned to class more horned than he had ever been in his life. Even with the wild trip his brother's sex pill had put him on the day before, there had been no feelings like this. He kept picturing again the two guys buck naked getting their dicks painted red with the indelible ink. He kept remembering the feel of Woody's dick and the look in his eyes, like he was begging him to let him shoot off before this long time of no sex got started.
Luke was totally aroused by all of this. He had gotten enough mental images to fill his jerk off fantasies for months to come. And not only that, Todd had said he could meet them Friday night and Luke could see the stuff he would make the guys do. Luke already knew from his own experience that when he didn't get to jerk off regularly, it really got to him. He could just imagine how hard a time Buck and Woody were having. His thoughts again ran over the details of Todd painting Buck's dick and how it had swung and then stood up hard, a bright red rocket waiting to launch.
Luke told himself he had to stop thinking that stuff. He would have been ashamed of himself, except that it felt so hot to just think about it. He realized he had a problem. His balls felt sort of empty. He had shot off so much since yesterday that it was like there wasn't much there to work with. But his dick and his thoughts were totally horned. If he really wanted to get off on the things that he had seen today, he was going to have to work his dick for quite a while to get it to churn up more stuff in his balls.
He realized he hadn't heard a thing going on in class that whole period. Fortunately the bell rang, and the next period he had Adam sitting beside him.
"What happened to you at lunch?" Adam was concerned.
"I couldn't find you so I left the cafeteria after a little while" Luke said.
"Well I couldn't find you anywhere. You wanted me to watch your back, and then you just completely disappear."
"I'm sorry. This has been a mixed up day."
"I heard they got a picture of you up on the net."
Luke knew this, but decided to be cautious. "They do?"
"Supposedly. But when I tried to log on and find it, it wasn't there."
Luke nodded. He knew that meant the TV guys had hacked the site just like they promised. That reminded him he needed to talk to them.
"I've got to see the TV guys before I go home."
"OK, but meet me in the bathroom first."
"Why?"
Adam blushed. "I just want to get another look at that bone."
"I'm not even hard any more."
"I can fix that" Adam grinned.
"Go look at your own dick if you want to see something."
"I've done that...but I like fresh meat every once in a while."
"Well, can I see yours?"
"Sure."
"And can I do stuff with it?"
"What kind of 'stuff' do you mean?"
"You've already seen mine, played with it, sucked it, and I haven't got to do any of that with you."
"Man, your bone is awesome. Nobody wants to see mine, but the whole place wants to see yours."
"Well I want to see yours. Maybe we could get together after school."
"At your house?"
"No. Kevin would be home. How about your house?"
Adam shook his head. "No my father would be home. It would have to be at school or some place else."
"I don't know. Everything that's happened lately has gotten me mixed up."
"I'll go with you to the TV guys, and we can stop by the bathroom on the way, OK?"
"Adam, you're weird."
"Luke, get used to it man. Everybody wants your bone.
Enjoy the rush. You'll like it."
They didn't have time to talk any further. Luke's dick still felt like it wanted to be hard, it wanted to be worked on. But his balls seemed to be sort of resting. However the conversation with Adam seemed to have caused them to churn a little. Luke hoped the good stuff was developing down there.
When the last period class ended, Luke and Adam went out into the hall together. The place was a madhouse since everybody wanted to get away from the school as fast as they could. Even the teachers. Luke had noticed right away when he transferred here that the faculty parking lot got emptied quicker than the students' area.
When he and Adam got to the audio-visual lab, he told Adam to wait outside. Going in he saw Rick and Gary were almost completely packed up and ready to go. Closing the door, he told them about the Hamburger Haven and that something was planned for Friday night.
"But I'm not sure that what's going to happen there is what you guys are looking for."
"That's OK" Gary told him. "Rick and I will sort of cruise by there around 9:30. We'll be in a truck from the station, but we'll make it look like we're on our way back from a story and just want to go in for burgers. When you see our truck, drift over our way."
Rick nodded in agreement. Luke noticed again how brown Rick's eyes were, and how good looking he was. Then immediately he blushed, because he realized how he suddenly was thinking about guys all the time, and if anyone ever realized that, his life would be hell.
"I'll have my night camera so that we won't have to use any lights. I'll get you to kind of guide me over to where the action seems to be."
For a moment Luke got a mental picture of Buck and Woody having to strip down and show the red paint on their dick and balls while other people laughed. He wondered what Rick the cameraman would think of photographing that. Luke felt his balls getting back to work, and he smiled.
"What?" asked Rick, looking at him intently.
"Nothing. Well, not exactly nothing. But with some of these crazy guys, you don't know what stuff they might do at a drive-in on a Friday night."
"Well you know it was only a couple of years ago that I was in school here. And I think some of the things I saw while I was here might surprise you." He nudged Luke and gave him a look.
That sent Luke's bone back into action. He knew now he would have no trouble shooting off when he got back home.
He had one other concern. "What about my picture on the web site?"
Rick grinned. "They keep putting it up, and we keep pulling it off. It's probably driving them crazy trying to find the back door we got in by."
Luke grinned. "Well OK, I'll see you tomorrow night."
He hurried out into the hall where Adam waited, lounging against a locker.
"What did you all talk about in there?"
"Nothing. Just some stuff about school for their program."
"Then why couldn't I come?"
"It would have taken longer with anybody else there, and I want to get home anyway."
"Are we going to the bathroom?" Adam seemed anxious.
"I got to get home, Adam."
"You want to see mine?"
Luke decided he did. They turned into the boy's bathroom. Everything was quiet. The halls seemed deserted now. In the distance they could hear the sound of the polishing machine the janitor ran.
Inside they went down to the last stall. It was the wide handicapped one. Before they reached it they saw the door was propped open. Adam picked up speed and rushed to see what was there. Then he called out, "Hey Luke, come see this! It's a trip, man" and he began laughing.
Luke hurried over. There in the stall, stripped and tied up and sitting on the toilet seat, was Richard, the guy who had made him shoot off at lunch. Richard had a gag on his mouth, his hands were tied behind his back, and his legs were pulled back and spread wide, ropes on his ankles connecting to the plumbing pipes behind the commode. Written on Richard's chest with a black magic marker were the words, "Here it is! Give him a hand!" and an arrow was drawn pointing down to his dick.
It looked to Luke as if someone had indeed been giving him a hand, since dried semen stains were on his legs and his dick itself, though hard again, had the reddish look of someone who has seen some action.
Richard glared at Luke and though unable to speak, he made harsh guttural sounds in his throat. Luke realized that revenge was indeed the best part of this experience. He couldn't help but grin as he looked Richard up and down.
"Let's do what the sign says. Let's give him a hand" Adam urged. He was dancing on one foot and the other in his eagerness. Also Luke realized that Adam was also tremendously hard.
Adam reached over and touched it, but in a cautious way as if he thought Richard might leap off the pot and come after him.
Realizing Richard couldn't do anything, Adam got inventive in his hand job, and called out "Hey Luke man, this is fun. Come on!" No ancient warrior dancing around the funeral pyre of his enemies could have been more jubilant. The method seemed to be to dance and work it and give it a twist, cycling back through these options occasionally giving it a slap that sent it dancing.
Luke really wanted to do it too, but he also knew he ought to go get the janitor.
"Adam, if someone walked in and saw us doing this, we'd get blamed for the whole thing. If we don't do something to get him free, we're as guilty as the ones who put him here."
"Man, I think I know who this dude is. He's a senior.
He has got to be 17 at least, maybe almost 18. I ain't never had the chance to work off a guy this size. And I might never have the chance again. Come on Luke, it's fun, man."
"I don't know."
"Look at the size of his balls. Have you ever seen anything like that? If you don't want to jerk his rod, have some fun with those monster nuts. Just think of all the stuff you could do. It's your lucky day."
Adam was getting more and more carried away. Luke felt like he at least deserved to yank on this guy's dick a little, seeing what the guy had done to him earlier.
"Ok." Luke came over and Adam stepped aside. He noticed the guy sure did have a lot of hairs down there, some of them at the base of his dick. And he saw Adam was pulling his own dick out and started working it, muttering as he danced around, "I can't wait, oh god, I can't wait. This is too awesome."
As Luke grasp Richard's dick, he realized it was the biggest one he had ever handled. When he worked Kevin's last night, that one had been strong and hot, but nothing like the size of the thing he had hold of now.
As he worked on it, he looked into Richard's eyes and asked maliciously, "Didn't you ever have anything else to play with? You've worked this thing into a monster."
Richard gave him angry looks, but also blushed. Luke realized part of Richard's embarrassment was that he was being brought off by two guys three years younger, 'little kids' in Richard's eyes.
"I'm gonna shoot!" Adam cried, and rushing forward he shot off on Richard. Luke stepped out of the way in time, and then went back to working that massive dick.
After a few more strokes, he paused. He had an idea. "Adam if we had a pen, we could paint eyes on that dick head."
Richard almost had a spasm when he heard that, growling all the more. Adam was still squeezing the last of the cum out onto Richard.
"I've got one in my locker! I'll go get it!" However he stayed there a moment, handling Richard's dick. "Man that thing is huge. If he ever hit me in the face with it, it could break my jaw."
Luke burst out laughing. "I better go get the janitor. We've spent too long here already. Our story is we came in and saw him here and immediately went out to get help."
"Let me make him shoot. Please Luke, let me make him shoot."
With that Adam kneeled down between Richard's legs and began licking that bone. He opened his mouth but couldn't really get it in very comfortably. So he sucked the bottom side, then licked around the top and finally the shaft, his fingers working magic on it at the same time.
Luke watched. He was enjoying this. He saw Richard tense, spasm, lean forward in a rigid thrust, and as Adam grabbed the head and placed the flat of his palm on the piss slit and pushed in a fierce massage, Richard came. Luke enjoyed every moment. His own bone was rigid now, and his balls were very, very full.
"I'm going to get the janitor" he said. This was a scene he would like to always remember. He took a deep breath as he looked at Richard.
Then he turned to go. That was when he saw someone standing in the doorway.
"What are you two little perverts doing here?"
It was the jock on the Underground Yearbook page. The guy who the day before had gotten him in the unused bathroom. It was the one Adam was supposed to help him avoid.
(End of Part 7) (Comments and reactions are really appreciated. bart384@yahoo.com)