Give me a Chance

Ben

When Chance left the bathroom, I hid in one of the stalls until the principal made his hall check. He would check all the halls and bathrooms to make sure all the students went to their next class. Once I was sure he was back in his office I poked my head out from the bathroom and headed down the side hall to the back entrance. I snuck out and walked toward home, I found a place to hide in the park until it was time to go home. I just couldn’t face any of those assholes on the football team, and there were several of them in my next two classes. I knew I was being stupid for trusting Josh, I should have known that he would run to Derick and tell him everything. I knew he had sent that picture to almost everyone, they were all whispering and pointing behind my back for two weeks. I just went back to keeping to myself and avoiding talking to everyone, even when I ate lunch I just ate and didn’t really participate in the conversation between my group. Lynn must have noticed my mood, she asked me several times if there was anything wrong, I just always said no, things were fine. I was still working through the feelings I was having about weather I was gay or not.

I was very confused about Chance Walsh, it was clear that he was trying to become friends, I was just having a hard time trusting him, especially since what happened with Josh. How did I know he wouldn’t try and pull the same thing, he was part of the jock group after all. I was conflicted because I did find him very attractive, that wavey blonde hair, sky blue eyes and a smile the showed his perfect white teeth between the sexiest dimples I have ever seen. To top it all off he had the most perfect ass, and while I had hadn’t seen him without a shirt, I knew he had muscles in all the right places. Damn it, I wasn’t going to be tricked into getting hurt again, besides I don’t even know if he was gay. Even if he was, I know he would never be attracted to skinny little runt like me. I am glad school would be out soon so I could forget about him for a while, who knows if I will even still be living with Lynn and Jeff when the new school year starts. Jeff still wasn’t too keen on me being here yet, he might get pissed and kick me out at any time.

I kept busy with my drawings but was looking for something more to do. I walked out to get the mail for Lynn one morning, when I handed her the mail I asked, “do you think Jeff would be mad if I mowed the yard?”

She smiled, “No, I think he would like that, Ben. I will show where the gas and oil are. Have you run a lawn mower before?”

“Yes, I used to help my grandpa mow when I lived with him.”

I mowed the lawn and weeded the flower beds for the rest of the day. I was a little bit nervous as I heard Jeff come home that night, I was hoping I did a good enough job.

He walked in the door, “who mowed the yard?”

Lynn said, “Ben did it this morning, he also weeded the flowers.”

Jeff looked to me, “thanks Ben, it looks nice.”

He left to wash up for supper. Lynn smiled and winked at me. “I told you he would like it.”

It became my job for the rest of the summer to keep the yard looking good, a few of the neighbors even hired me to mow their yards. I was able to make enough money to buy myself a bike to ride to school.

The summer went by quickly, school would be starting in a week. It was the first time that I would be going to the same school that I had went to the previous year. I didn’t hold out much hope that it would be much better this year, but at least I wasn’t going to be the “new kid”. I was going to be in the 11th grade, hopefully the teachers wouldn’t mistake me for an 8th grader this year.

I found my locker and put my things away, I checked my schedule, Chemistry was my first class. I took my usual seat in the back and pulled out my pen and notebook. I looked up just in time to see Chance walk in, he spotted me right away and started to walk in my direction. Crap, here we go again, do I trust him, why does he want to be my friend so bad? As he walked toward me, those thoughts were quickly replaced with me thinking about how good he looks. He had a nice tan and looked like he had added muscles on top of his already large muscles, his hair was even more blonde, bleached from the summer sun. His white teeth looked even whiter against his tan face.

He sat next to me, “Hey Ben, how was your summer?”

“Hey Chance, it was ok, how about yours?”

“It was good too, I spent most of the summer lifting weights for football and going to camps. What did you do?”

“Not much, just mowed a few neighbor’s lawns.”

The teacher walked in and started the class, he told us that we would need to pair up with another student as lab partners. We would cover a chapter in out textbook and then conduct an experiment to either prove or disprove what we just went over.

Chance smiled, “well how about it, you want a dumb jock as your partner?”

I smiled back, “I guess so, as long you want a little pip squeak as yours.” I looked across the room and saw Joel shake his head and turn to the guy sitting next to him as they agreed to work together.

Our teacher started going over the first chapter and we all settled in taking notes, he gave us our homework as the bell rang.

My next class was Art, finally a class I was looking forward to. I got to the classroom before the rest of the students, found a seat and pulled out my sketch pad. I had started a new drawing, when I was sure that I was coming back to the same school, I started to think about Chance. I had begun to draw a picture of him the week before, God why was this guy in my head, I just know that if I get too close to him, he is just going to hurt me, like everyone else in my life has done. I had been drawing it from memory, but since I saw him again this morning, I was redrawing some of his features that weren’t quite right. Mr. Fischer walked in and handed each of us a sheet of drawing paper and a pencil, he set a bowl of fruit on the front table.

“Ok class, I want to see how well each of you draw, so I want you to draw this bowl of fruit, once I see your drawings, I will be able to determine where everybody’s skill level is and can see what areas I need to concentrate on.”

I set my pad down on top of my book bag and started to draw the fruit bowl, Mr. Fischer was walking around the room looking at our drawings and giving pointers. He came up behind me and looked over my shoulder.

He said, “very good son, have you had drawing lessons before?”

I kept my head down, “no sir.”

“Where did you learn to draw like that?”

“I just started drawing when I was younger, I guess.”

“Well, you are doing very well.”

“Thanks.”

He walked around me and saw pad laying on my bag, I had forgot to close it.

He picked up my pad, “did you draw this?”

“Yes sir.”

“This looks just like Chance Walsh.”

“Yes, it is, he is a friend of mine, I was drawing it as a gift for him.” Trying to come up with a reason I would have such a drawing.

He started to flip through my drawings, “you have some real talent, what is your name, I don’t think I have seen you in any of my classes before.”

“Ben Meyer, sir, I was new last year.”

“Well Ben, keep up the good work. I can’t wait to see more of your drawings this year.”

As much as I was looking forward to my art class, I was dreading the class that was coming later this afternoon, Gym class. There were about 25 of us in the class, of those 15 were on the football team and the gym teacher was the football coach. Of course, those football players included Chance, Derick, Josh and Joel, shit this was not going to go well. Coach Thomas came in the locker room and said, “alright ladies get changed into your gym clothes, all football players report the weight room, the rest of you go to the practice field. I have soccer balls set out, you have your choice, either get a soccer game going or you can run laps on the track.” I and two others decided to run laps, the rest started to kick the soccer ball around. I set my own pace and was running alone, I found it to be very relaxing. I was able to clear my mind and just not think about anything in particular. Coach blew his whistle, “everybody hit the showers.”

I grabbed my towel so that it was close so I could wrap it around my waist as soon as I took my shorts off. I kept my eyes to the ground as I walked to the shower, I hung my towel and faced the wall as I quickly soaped up and rinsed off. Once I was finished, I turned to grab my towel and there was Derick, holding it above his head. I held my hands over my crotch.

Derick said, “are you looking for this you little shit?”

He lowered the towel and as I reached up to grab it, he pulled it back just before I could get a good hold. I heard the rest of the jocks laugh, before I could cover myself beck up, I heard one of them say, “holy crap, there isn’t anything little about him.”

I looked at Derick and saw his eyes glued to my cock, his mouth open. I quickly covered myself up as Chance walked around the corner, “Derick you asshole, give him his towel back.”

He grabbed the towel from Derick and threw it to me, as I reached up to grab it, I saw Chance checking me out and his eyes widen. He got a big grin on his face as he turned back to Derick, who was still standing there staring at me.

Chance said, “what’s the matter Derick, shocked that the little guy is hung like a horse instead of a mouse like you?”

Derick sneered, “Fuck you, Chance.” As he headed to a shower across the room clearly embarrassed. I wrapped the myself up and headed back to my locker and dressed as fast as I could. Just as I finished dressing, Chance came out of the shower, clearly not ashamed of being naked in front of anyone, and from what I saw he had no reason to be.

God he was perfect, his muscular smooth chest with quarter sized nipples, a nice six pack with just a light trial of hair from his navel to a nice bush surrounding a nice thick cock that was just the right size. He turned to his locker, and I saw his ass, that beautiful round, plump ass. As good as it looked in his jeans, it was 100 times better bare. Thankfully I already had my jeans on, so my growing dick wouldn’t be seen by anyone.

As soon as I got home that afternoon, Lynn had a snack ready for me as she asked about my day. I told it was ok and filling her in on how excited I was about my art class. I headed to my room to start my homework, I got my books out and soon my mind drifted to Chance, damn I couldn’t get his naked body out of my mind. I picked up my sketch pad and found a new page, I began to draw him in a shower, hands above his head rinsing shampoo out of his hair. He was leaning slightly back so his hips were push forward with his gorgeous cock standing proud. Jesus, this guy was seriously messing with my head.

A few days later we did our first experiment in chemistry class, our teacher told us to take notes as we would have to prepare a lab report with our findings.

Chance asked, “so would you like to get together after school today to work on our lab report?”

I stuttered, “well, I guess we could, I don’t know.. but I.”

“I am done with football practice at 4:00, I can come over to your house right after that.”

“Sure, that would be fine.”

“Great, see you then.”

I was in a fog the rest of the day, thinking about Chance coming to my house. I got home and told Lynn that Chance was coming over in about an hour if that was ok.

“Of course, Ben, you can have friends over anytime, I was hoping I was going to get to meet them.” I didn’t have the heart to tell that Chance was probably my only friend.

I went to my room and continued to work on my drawing of naked Chance, I was starting to fill in some of the details. I lost track of time as I worked on my picture, I was startled when I heard the doorbell ring.

I threw my pad on my nightstand and walked down the hall, Lynn had let Chance in.

“Hi Mrs. McCoy, I am Chance Walsh, I am here to study with Ben.”

“Hi Chance, yes Ben told me you were coming, please come in.”

I walked in, “Hey Chance, Lynn is it ok if we study in my room?”

“Sure”

We went to my room and started to work on our lab report.

I asked, “hey Chance, you remember the other day when Derick was holding my towel?”

He shook his head, “yes, he is such a prick.”

“Yeah, I know, but what did you mean when you said the little guy had a horse cock?”

“I meant you had a big dick, what did you think I meant?”

“You think I have a big dick?”

“Ben, didn’t you look around the locker room? If your dick wasn’t the biggest one in there, you were definitely in the top three.”

I blushed, “I guess I never really noticed.”

“Well, you do and in case you didn’t notice, Derick has to be in the bottom three. My theory is that he is an ass because he has a small dick.”

We finished our lab report, and I went to the kitchen to get us a couple sodas, I walked back into the bedroom and Chance was standing there holding my sketch pad.

He looked at me, “I think you were being pretty generous in the cock department on this, thanks.”