The High School Track Star

Part 51 – Christmas is coming

Well I made it home got caught up in my school work as well as made up extra hours the weekend after that my boss requested, I needed the money bad enough, I’ve been putting in 8 hours a day school work Monday through Friday, and just shy of 40 hours a week at work working nights, and opening to closing on the weekends. This schedule didn’t allow too much free time. Bobby on the other hand was playing catch up, as even though he only missed only one full day of classes while I was there, he was still playing catch up, and was actually flunking one course going back to the incident, and he was doing whatever he could to try to make up with extra credit and tutoring help, his other grades were marginal. And Track started full swing after Christmas break in late January, and his coaches have given him an ultimatum, he was working in the dining hall, but his coaches made him cut back hours to the minimum the college would allow and still maintain the scholarship, so he was moved to the library and school store about 2 hours a night, with 4 on a weekend, at least until grades pick up. Jackson who was benched for missing practice back in October when he brought Bobby to me, earned a spot back as a starter on the football team the week I was visiting the campus, mostly because of injuries. Melissa’s roommate can’t possibly have realized how much turmoil and life changing situations she created when she screwed with our lives the way she did.

Bobby and my correspondence, visual, talk and text slowly became less frequent, as we spent long periods of time just being connected in silence, we even tired of jerking off and just talking dirty to each other after a while, we seemed to be stuck in a rut, and in different worlds with a lot on our plates, but yet we understood, and just knew things would get back to normal at some point. Even our texts came at inopportune times, I’d be in class or he’d be at practice, and we both went to bed quicker than ever, Christ we were like old people leading dull and boring lives and couldn’t wait to get into bed just to sleep. I found even after talking or videoing with Bobby live, I had to find a porn site to relive myself, heck I even fell asleep one night mid jerk. Anyway we were still looking forward to some quality time touching, Skin to Skin time over the winter break.

Work was rough, and people were crazy and mean, especially as we ran out of sale items so quickly. To make things worse we had 3 new trainees who started and I felt like they were just slowing us down making things worse, and furthermore they’d probably be gone come January, but I was charged with having one under my guidance. Larry was a High school kid, he was new to the town, but we had a few mutual acquaintances back in high school that I knew, most weren’t too friendly toward me (and I mean us) when we was there, especially after the public announcement.

Larry was your typical shy, inexperienced, first job, not knowing what to expect or how to handle himself professionally especially in front of the general public, and I had to drill into him he needed to maintain that these were paying customers. He was on the football team, so there was another group of kids that might have influenced him toward Bobby and Me, even though he never met Bobby. So ultimately our reputations preceded us, but I did my job and worked with the guy. He wasn’t really that bad of a worker and built, Football intelligent strong, (rather than stereotyped linebacker dumb), he was about my height, and a really cute face marked with magnatistic dimples. He was blonde with blue eyes, and any girl would be anxious to be attached to his arm. We were tossing boxed Christmas trees off a tractor trailer, that were actually selling as soon as we got them out to the floor, it was a great buy that sold out the previous week, maybe only 30 or 40 lbs but the boxes were big and bulky, he kept up but worked up a pretty good sweat, we were both down to our t-shirts as we weren’t part of the crew on the floor. Soon Larry’s hair was matted down as sweat rolled down his dimpled cheeks and his moist shirt reveled two nice plumped pink nipples below center of some protruding pecks. I could tell he had a nice 6 pack going there as well, topped off with a nice pair of low rise jeans that maybe were a little snug for the work we were doing. I found myself watching him (more as a safety issue)(yeah right that’s what I told myself) as he climbed up inside the trailer, as his t-shirt raised up revealing a sensual navel and treasure trail of cute little blonde curls that disappeared into his jeans, flanked by a nice “V” cut torso on either side. This guy was built and Christ I was stuck working with him and watching his every move, hell I even got closer to him (to make sure he was doing things right and I needed to help him out) occasionally grabbing him by the waist with both hands as he jumped down. I felt his sweat as his shirt stuck to him, and I shook my hands after letting go, as if to dry them, and he looked at me and laughed. Shit I was drawn in by his looks, his personality and his body,…… what the fuck was I doing? These glances and slight brushes with him made me feel like I was cheating. Me… as jealous as I was. What a freaking hypocrite I am….. I thought.

Part 52 – The Sunday before Christmas

Finally it was Sunday night 1 week before Christmas, Larry and I worked all day, 8am to 9pm, we had tomorrow, Monday off, we both did have school, but didn’t have to work Monday night, that 4 hours off would feel like a dream after the last week, and true to form the tree sales and most decorations were done for, we were slowly going to slide back to the garden center stuff, and preparing for the Spring setup.

A bunch of us were just hanging in the break room, changing and cleaning up, and several were going to meet up at the burger joint, so Larry and I joined them and I knew I wouldn’t make it home much before 12 so I shot mom and Bobby a text, letting them know id catch up tomorrow. I told Bobby I loved him and couldn’t wait to see him on Saturday, I also told him I hadn’t had time to shop yet, so if there was anything he wanted he still had time to let me know.

Larry hitched a ride with me, and we pulled 3 tables together and had a good time, and joking about the shit head customers we had to deal with for the past month, and how this week would really be a breeze, with basically just last minute shoppers, Larry asked whether I thought they may keep him on, and I replied there was a pretty good chance, and I don’t know why but I told him id talk to the boss, and that I hoped he would stay. Round about midnight, we started to break up, Larry texted his dad to pick him up, but said he’s probably going to be pissed he’ll have to come get him, I said “Never mind, I can take you home”. He said with enthusiasm, and blonde hair blue eyed dimples “Great I just let him know, Thanks!”

We got in the car, as he directed me which direction to go, when the conversation became more serious, it was more like he was looking for advice, we never really spoke about personally at work other than work stuff, or just in passing about family and friends. He came out and asked when I knew I was gay, I was quite shocked by his frankness, and kind of felt personally he may have crossed the line, but then I realized he was more conflicted, and came out and said, “why, do you think you are?” he replied I seriously thought so, and I replied “well boy, you probably already know that answer and if you’re asking then you are. But I knew very early on and I came out to my Mom right then and there because we had that kind of relationship, but I have friends that didn’t and waited and some that still haven’t come out”.

Fuck, sitting here in my car is a hot high school football player, that I’ve somewhat fantasized about, sitting in my car asking gay advice.

Part 52 – the Encounter

I pulled off the side of the road, assuming the talk would be more serious and I needed to concentrate on what I was saying, to make sure I said the right thing without leading him on, and before I had the car in park he had his hand on my thigh and he was leaning in for a kiss. Christ Almighty I had a raging hard on and I’m sure he could see it with the nearby street lights, I looked into his face and then returned the gesture. WHAT THE FUCK WAS I DOING! I was kissing this guy Larry, my coworker, he’s just looking for advice, his hand is on my thigh, I open my eyes and his crotch is tight in those low rise jeans, OH FUCK. As he reached in a grabbed my crotch through my jeans, having a live hand touching me there and my dick pressing firmly back against Larry’s hand wanting to get out for more, I had to slap him away and said “NO, LARRY NO, I can’t, I would love to but I’m with someone and we are very very close. I CANT.” He backed off and said he was sorry but he thought he’d read the signs differently, and I apologized to him saying no you didn’t, I just was not clear and I feel I probably did mislead you, because deep down I think I wanted you I fantasized about you, but I also thought you were straight and my stupid advances wouldn’t even be noticed, I am so sorry Larry. He pulled back in embarrassment, and I tried to reassure him, that it was my fault and not to be ashamed, we could still be friends, “please accept my apology”.

I pulled back out onto the road and proceeded to take him home, he looked at me across the seat and wit such a sad face said goodnight, I said look call me if you need to talk, I can help ypu get through this with your parents, and believe me I am so sorry for the way I acted tonight, he replied him too., he reached out to shake hands and I grabbed his hand and pulled him in for a hug and patted him on the back, its OK, its OK, I wanted so much to go further as I’m positive did he. He got out and I watched him walk to his door, I started the car and went home.

I got to my room now about 1am or so, and replayed tonight’s events over and over again in my head, all the time with a raging hard on, as I began to stroke myself to one of my best orgasms in a long time. Boy I felt so dirty and unfaithful afterwards, not one thought of Bobby crossed my mind the whole jerk off session, it was all Larry and what might have happened and what I could have done, what I could have shown him, and what the Fuck, I feel so god damn guilty, but nothing really happened, did it? I stopped it before we did it, we only got to a kiss. And I stopped it, doesn’t that count? It must, Shit why do I feel so crappy. After all I’m the jealous one. I have to tell Bobby… wait should I? I have to. What do I do?

Part 53 – The Next Day Monday

I picked up Marie in the morning, and then Randy shortly after, I told Marie I needed to talk to her sometime today. She saw I that was perplexed by something it was noon before we could meet up. I explained my situation and she debated with me that I should tell Bobby, there was no way I could, I betrayed him, she continued that the guilt will destroy me, deep down I knew she was right.

That night I called Bobby, it went straight to voicemail, practically in tears I left a message, “ Bobby, I need to talk to you tonight, Please call me,” and left it at that, as soon as I hung up I regretted leaving the message and wished I could get it back. I sat up pacing in my room, running every scenario through my head, none of them came out with a good outcome. What was I going to say? One thing for sure Marie was right, the guilt was consuming me.

Suddenly the phone rang, I debated letting it go to voicemail, but ultimately I thought to myself I needed to rip the band aid off and quickly. “Hello Bobby” and I started to cry, He replied “what’s wrong baby”… “are you ok?”…. “I’m here for you”…. “Tell me you’re scaring me”. “Bobby, I’m sorry, I’m truly sorry”. “WHAT”…. “WHATS UP”. “I think…… “I um….. cheated on you”. Silence,….. Bobby? He replied “What”? I started to talk and he hung up. I quick texted, please hear me out, I need to talk to you…. Please! PLEASE!. I redialed him it went to voicemail, I dialed again and again, I video requested he ignored me. I called Melissa, Jackson and begged them for their help, I didn’t have time to explain to them but they knew I was upset and possibly in trouble. Melissa said she was headed upstairs to his room, Jackson was on the quad and said he’d head over now. I kept dialing Bobby, I didn’t stop I kept dialing over and over again, 20 minutes later I was still dialing, surely they must have gotten to him by now, what are they talking about, he’s not telling them the whole story, Christ I’m a shithead, I’m an asshole a dirty rotten assho…… he answered, “Yeah What”?

He said Melissa and Jackson are here you’re on speaker, now talk, it was quiet. I was crying, I needed to tell you, and I began from the beginning, I told him everything, every detail, even the minor ones and my fantasies, I had to come clean, I knew if we were going to get through this, he had to know it all. I explained that he touched me, he kissed me and I rejected him, but not without guilt, I told him I wanted to, but didn’t, I did have the will power to reject him, “But you needed to know that”. I could hear him sobbing in the background, and what I assume was Melissa comforting him. There was just silence then, I waited and then spoke “Bobby”? ….. “Please Bobby”. Jackson came on saying, they’d call back soon. I asked if I should drive out tonight I actually Begged and wished I had done that instead. Jackson said no, we’ll call you back. Goodbye and he hung up.

I got a text from Jackson about 1 hour later, saying its late, He promised to call me back tomorrow. And a few minutes later basically the same text from Melissa, except she said Bobby is devastated, but she thought I did the right thing if it made me feel better, which it did, but I still felt like a schmuck.

Part 54 – Wednesday after the call

Its  4 days till Christmas,  I’m a wreck, I went to school, I ditched work, and sat home with my mom, it’s the first time we’ve been able to sit and talk in days, she never realized what I was going through and she was crying with me, that I hurt so bad, but understood. I haven’t talked to Larry since that night, he’s texted me several times but I ignored him, Mom suggested I just text him back, so he knows I’m ok and I did tell him I’d be there for him, even though I felt fixing my situation with Bobby was number 1 on my list. Mom suggested that if Larry was OK that I should just explain that to him and you’ll be back in touch soon. I think for the first time I thought my mom was wrong about it but she convinced me to do it, which I did, and he said OK he was just worried about me.

I texted Melissa and Jackson, both replied they are still working on it, please give him time. Mom suggested I head to bed and try to get a good night sleep.

Part 55 – Thursday After the Call, 3 days till Christmas

I wanted to skip school, but mom said no, I needed to get my mind off of it the best I could, and keeping busy was the only way to get through this. So I went, but had to be grilled, at least till Randy got into the car by Marie for updates.

I got home around 3, impatiently waiting and I texted Melissa, Jackson and even Bobby, begging to talk live, or I was going to drive out. Mom came into my room and said that I needed to go to work, I was due there at 5, I wanted to ditch again, she said I couldn’t, but I’d have to see this guy Larry again, which I was also avoiding, she told me I had to confront him as well cause he was a part of this like it or not.

I went to work and did see Larry we greeted each other, he apologized again, and surprisingly he wasn’t assigned to me, turns out he requested to be away from me for a while, I thanked both him and my boss, who said to get my head out of my ass and get to work, I expected no less but he really was concerned, I could tell. I worked till 9:30 got home by 10, saw mom who waited up and waited for an expression on my face, I shook my head no and went to bed skipping supper. A few minutes later she brought me a plate, sat on my bed and said I don’t know if it will help or not, but I need to let you know, that she texted Bobby today, and he called her back live, she was at work, and couldn’t talk long, but he was kind and polite and thanked me for her concern, and promised he would call today. She then said I’m sorry, but I thought he’d have called you by now. I cried and said “Mom I Fucked it Up, real bad”, she didn’t even reprimand me for cussing in front of her as she hugged me and I cried.

Whats next with Me and Bobby?