"Hey cheeks"
Bernie stood facing his locker, adjusting the books inside. The day was over, lunch period easily forgotten as most of the class periods.
"Hey" he turned and nodded in response.
"So what's goin on this afternoon?" Mike was taller then he, shirtless, wearing only his school letter sweater and jeans low enough that pubic hair peeked over the waistband.
"Shit" thought Bernie "he knows I like him"
"Nuttin much, why, what's up?"
He hadn't objected to being called "cheeks". Until that now famous contest, nobody knew who he was. But senior classes were like that, most students were just in a hurry to graduate and leave the confines of the classroom.
Neither a member of the elite, athletes or chess club, Bernie just attended classes, did a little wrestling but wasn't exactly a star and like most reveled in the promise that the years after high school would be better.
"Thought we'd uh hang out. Folks are gone, got the place to myself. Come over."
Bernie had lusted after Mike and others in his class for sometime. He had defined his fantasies correctly and like other facets of his life, knew that life after high school would give him the opportunity to discover more about his secret life.
"Uh I guess" Bernie said
"Good" Mike put his arm across Bernie's shoulder, a bold move due to most males being afraid to touch, outside of athletics that is.
"You want to what?" Bernie's mother asked.
"I need some sort of something on my record, thought I could do that" he replied glancing to where his father sat reading some work papers.
"Need it for college" he added which made his father look up over his eyeglasses.
"Let the boy do it, he can't be a nerd all his life" the man smiled.
It was true that Bernie was a kind of nerd. His interest in computers, history, math and mechanical stuff, focused his attention away from the interests of his male classmates except maybe for video games.
So he walked into the gym while only a freshman and tried not to stare at the other participants wearing a singlet or other briefs. And soon he was on the matt, feeling arms around him, grabbing classmates, feeling their muscles, fighting their strengths and became a wrestler.
"Maybe you can show me some of those moves you do on the matt" Mike added squeezing his arm.
Bernie wanted more but knew he had to act coy. He moved his shoulders just enough to the hot guy to move his arm.
"Sure, I can do that" He said smiling while his brain created images of Mike and him wrestling wearing only jockstraps. He felt his cock react too.
The house was bigger then his. Bernie knew Mike had brothers and sisters. He was an only child.
"So where is everyone?" he asked as Mike led him up the stairs "They all went with the folks, I said I had a practice..wanted the place to myself"
Bernie watched as the boy tossed his letter sweater aside and began to unbutton his jeans.
"Sometimes I just like to you know, be free" he kicked his sneakers off leaving himself wearing only his tiny white jockey shorts.
Bernie tried not to stare at the large mound that was framed by his thighs.
"So cheeks, we got all weekend if you wanna hang out, I bet I can beat you at CROSSBOW"
Crossbow was one of the newest video games Bernie had played.
"Fuck me" Bernie said
"What?" Mike turned and looked at him "You want me to do what?"
"I mean you have that? I didn't know you were into that stuff" Bernie recovered from the moment.
"Yea come on strip down, relax, let's get goin" Mike was retrieving game controllers and the game disc. As he bent over, his butt was available for examination and his bulge hung low. Bernie wanted to just tell the guy he was gay and wanted to be his bitch.
Instead he stripped to his own skin tight shorts and moved to take one of the controllers.
"Winner is in charge after, agreed cheeks?"
"Yea yea and can you not call me cheeks, hell you should have one with yours" Bernie revealed something more he hadn't planned on.
The contest included all seniors. It was for charity so the girls demanded every male participate. But mostly the guys on sports teams did and a few others.
They stood in lines and lowering their pants, were judged by the girls. Each vote cost $1 and was for charity.
As the contest proceeded, the line got smaller and smaller until only twenty remained. The final vote. One of the more boisterous males lowered his underwear showing bare buttocks.
And for reasons only the moment gave, all of the others did too. The girls screamed, the attending teachers acted cross but laughed too.
And the winner was announced. It wasn't Converse the very popular baseball star, or Mike one of the popular swim team captain. It was Bernie Stooding. Bernie wore the sash that declared him "CLASS CHEEKS" and took the congratulating smacks on his butt from the others...
"Fuck you're good at this" Mike said "but I'm better"
Bernie didn't admit he had played CROSSBOW for hours. He could win. If he won would Mike let him do what their privacy might define as acceptable? There were only a few months left of school. Whatever Mike discovered about him might spread around, but soon, he'd be free of that rumor.
"Shit" Mike struggled.
Bernie glanced at the boy's larger crotch. Like him and others, Bernie's pouch got larger too when exerting efforts on the matt.
More then once his arm had been raised as the winner while the obvious excitement could be seen in his tented singlet..even when he lost, it was exciting.
Locker room occurrences of erections were common too, with teammates kidding each other. Standing naked on the scale while they and the opposing team members watched was more embarrassing. Yet one or two team members got hard then too.
"You're good" Bernie said as he nudged Mike's bare arm and leg as if to push him over.
"Fuck you, I'm better" Mike nudged back
The game didn't finish as the two were now pushing and pulling each other, wrestling on the floor, the bed.
There weren't any adults in the house to yell at them to quiet down. There weren't any siblings to interfere either.
Mike didn't seem to care his expanded jockey shorts revealed his excitement and Bernie pushed his own tented crotch against Mike whenever they could.
They lay on the floor, Bernie having gasped UNCLE as he felt his body pinned to the floor.
"Looks like I win, game too" He said
"We didn't finish" Bernie objected as he breathed hard.
"I was ahead when we started this and I just won this so I won" Mike stood up, feet apart and his hands on his hips in a victorious.
"I'm in charge, you agreed cheeks so give in" Mike demanded.
"Yea yea you win" Bernie said
"Get on your hands and knees on the bed" Mike said.
Bernie moved to the bed and got into position.
"What the hell?" he asked wondering what was about to occur.
"I just want to see why you won that damn contest." Mike said as he peeled Bernie's shorts over his buttocks.
"Shit" Bernie said as he felt Mike's hands on his butt.
"Shut up" Mike demanded and Bernie obeyed as his cock got harder.
"I know you like this" Mike slapped each butt cheek lightly.
"Yea they were right, you do have a righteous butt" Mike patted again then his hands moved each cheek.
"What are you doin?" Bernie said
"Relax" Mike said
Bernie felt the finger sliding across his crack and butthole. It was different then his self inflicted fingering or even the occasionally finger felt through his singlet during a wrestling match.
"He likes you" Connor told him in the locker room one time. They shared the room with the opposing team. He had lost the match that day but scored well enough that the team won the day.
Across the room, the curly haired winner was naked. He didn't seem in a hurry to dress and occasionally he glanced over at Bernie.
"You mean he's gay?" Bernie asked.
"I guess. Let's get a shower and find out" Connor led and Bernie followed not bothering to wrap himself with the towel as they passed the curly haired opponent.
"Hey, you're good" the boy said to Bernie as he passed by.
"You were better" Bernie smiled "I see why" he added surprising himself as well as the Curly Haired Wrestler.
But nothing happened further. The shower was full of naked horny and tired wrestlers, flipping towels making jokes and bumping into each other without expectations.
"Feels good?" Mike asked.
Bernie nodded. There was no mistaking his reaction to the finger that was now knuckle deep inside him.
"I do this to myself when jerking off all the time" Mike said.
"Me too" Bernie admitted as he moved back onto the finger.
"Woa" Mike replied "if you like that, you want to try something else?"
"Just go slow, never uh you know..." Bernie lied.
He lay in the tent that night summers ago, still excited to be there. There were thousands of others like him wearing the uniform and scarves of their particular scouting group. Each country's tents were mixed with the others. The theme was to make new friends and despite the usual self consciousness of boys their age, hands shook, each had a goal of going home wearing the scarf of another country.
"You want company?" The blonde boy sat next to him. Bernie learned the German boys name and more. They found each other again at the swimming pool, their uniforms replaced by boy brief sized swim attire.
"I got your friend to swap with me" Lutz said as he stuck his head into the tent that night. He entered and Bernie let him unzip the sleeping bag.
"We sleep naked" Lutz said as he stripped. "You sleep naked too" he added. It wasn't a question.
They felt each other's bodies, played with each others adolescent erections and Bernie felt the pain of being fucked for the first time. Lutz told him what to do and soon they exchanged positions until each tired and slept.
"Don't worry" Mike said as he pulled the shorts down Bernie's thigh and played with his erection.
It didn't hurt though uncomfortable. Maybe it was Bernie's lusting for it, his fantasies realizing reality or remembering his only other similar experience. He flexed his muscles making Mike curse.
He pushed back on the intruding penis and remained immobile when Mike ordered so the boy could fuck him "properly" as he put it.
"Come on cheeks stop that, let me fuck you properly like a bitch"
He felt the hands gripping his bare hips and knew this was what he wanted. He didn't know if Mike was straight or not, just horny or jealous of his CLASS CHEEKS title for real.
All he knew was a cock was inside him, thrilling him and the owner getting pleasure too.
He wanted to pull away and turn to suck Mike's cock to lick his balls, belly, chest, neck, bite his nipples, kiss those lips and invade his mouth with a lusting tongue...all the activities Bernie had read about, seen on videos and fantasized about.
But if he did, Mike might end everything. He would know Bernie was a queer, a fag, gay to be shunned for the final weeks they both had at school
"Yea yea, been wanting to fuck that ass for years" Mike revealed.
Bernie wanted to ask if his fucker was gay like him. He wondered if Mike had indeed thought about sex with him or other guys for years like he had.
"Shit cumin" Mike said loud enough for anyone normally in the house to hear. But of course they were alone. And the hard slams against his hips emphasized what was going on inside his intestines now being coated with Mike's sperm.
"Shit" Mike pulled out and rolled over on the bed "That was ..."
"Yea..You're good" Bernie complimented and rolled flat too.
"So what do we do next?" he asked laughing and happy to see Mike laugh too.
"Well we have the house to ourselves till Sunday, we can keep doing this and other things I know you like" Mike reached over to cradle Bernie's penis.
"Fuck me" Bernie said
"Yea as many times as you want, but only if you fuck me too" Mike turned over showing his back and butt.
Bernie's hand touched the skin.
"This is going to be fun, but what do we do you know, after the weekend?"
Mike turned back over and grabbed Bernie around the neck.
"We fuck as many times as we can" He pulled Bernie close so their lips pressed hard against each other.
"CHEEKS, we got to make up for allot of time" Mike said
Bernie bent his head lower. There was a limp cock that needed stimulating and he didn't want to waste any more time either.