Toby's Journal

I raced home from Jake's home to mine, grabbed my gear and from the car, and said “hi” to mom but not Ted in that he is still on my shit list at the moment.

Mom asked me how my free day from school went and I told her that most of the guys on the lacrosse team quit in protest as well for what the school admins did to Jake. 

Mom said to me, “good Sean Tobias that you and your teammates are standing up for what you believe in when it comes to Jake.”

I just said “you taught me mom that I should stand up for what I believe in and I don't feel right playing while Jake was kicked off the team so it was a sacrifice worth making.  He is my friend, my teammate, and in a ways the brother I never had ‘Máthair’.

Mom smiled at me and said “I am sorry the hell I put you through last week, paying off the Doctor Rosenberg to swap your MRI photos.  I didn’t want to hurt you but just keep you safe Sean Tobias so hopefully you can forgive me for that.”

I said to mom, “I do ‘Máthair’.  I know that you had my best interests at heart, just don’t try pulling that ‘Cac' on me again mom.”  We hugged and I kissed her on the cheeks and then said, “now I need to shower.  Jake and I are going out for a few hours.”

Mom then asked me, “where are you two boys going? Doing?”

I just said “just to a gal I know from school’s house. She is hosting a Finnish exchange student who likes Jake a lot.  They are our Prom Dates and if things go right I may get laid.”

Mom, being the “good Catholic” that she is immediately said to me, “Sean Tobias, a mother should never know these things in that I will always see you as an innocent little boy.  Now go get ready. 
Just promise me that if alcohol is involved that you will not drink and drive.  Take a ride share home and also make sure you wrap up your dick so that you are not knocking up girls the same way that your cousin Caoimhín did.

I laughed and said “don’t worry mom, I won't. Now I better get ready.”

I went up stairs to my room and stripped off my shirt and lacrosse shorts.  When I saw my white compression shorts I noticed that it had a bit of a drying man stain on it.  I thought to myself, ‘fuck I must have been leaking so hard that my pre went through my jock.  As I pulled it off my lacrosse jock I saw that was still wet from my pre earlier when Jake and I were giving one another a quick body wash and that my cock was still semi-hard in it.  I gave my cock a few tugs from underneath the jockstrap's pouch and goddamn it, it started leaking again.

I stripped off the jock and went into my shower to get properly cleaned up.  As I did my boner would not go down.  I even tried showering with cold water for a brief moment but all that did was make my nuts ride up high to keep warm and just make my piss slit leak out more pre-cum.

I shampooed my hair, then washed every part of my body except for my privates but my cock would still not go down and it was killing me in that I so needed to nut right now and hopefully that would put and end to my problem in that the damn thing between my legs has a mind of its own.

I couldn’t take it any longer in that I turned on the hot water some, soaped up my wash rag with my body soap, got it all lathered up, wrapped it around my now rock hard cock with a swollen reddish purple cock head and gave my cock a few hard and fast strokes with the washcloth around it while thinking about Jake washing my back and how hard it made me to begin with.

It took just a few quick stroke of my “man rod of love” that I could feel my spooge explode from my piss slit and into the washcloth.  I must of nutted so much that I kept on stroking my cock my cum was seeping through it as I kept on stroking my dick until it finally decided to start to soften up some.

Once my dick was semi-soft I shut off the water, got out of the shower to dry off and as I dried off my dick head it was still sensitive to the touch so I gave it a quick dry then got dressed to go meet up with Jake.

Once dressed, I went down the stairs to leave the house and I was I was about to leave it, I heard Ted's voice come from the office and say to me, “Toby.  May I have a word with you for a moment?”

I replied, “sure Ted" as I went into it and shut the doors to it behind me.

Ted was seated at his desk when I walked into it and I stood right in front of him at full attention and said “you wish to have a word with me Ted so hear I am.”

Ted said to me “have a seat Toby.”  I said, “I prefer to stand Ted but please make this quick.  I have a previously planned engagement to get to with friends from school.”

Ted tried to being a concerned stepfather to me and said “I hope that no alcohol or drugs will not be involved.”

I just replied back to him, “your early birthday gift to me came with conditions and one of them was that I be sober when I drive it.  It is a promise that I intend to keep to you and mom.”

Ted then said “I hope so but that is not the reason why I asked to talk to you.  You are a bit sore from yesterday.”

I just said “you are goddamn right that I am Ted. 

“I saw the files on your computer and while only had the time to see the one video of me in my bedroom while you were taking a shit but they were not of just only of me but of mom, dad, and Jim Pedersen so the question is why did you have them in the first place?”

Ted then got a bit nervous and said, “those files are now gone Toby, I swear they are.  There is no back up.  You found the camera and I also swear it was to make sure that you were not using drugs.”

I was getting irate and said back to Ted, “look I didn’t tell mom that you were banging some gay Latino man-whore in her bedroom while she was in Asheville and who also works at the main gym that you oversee.  I recognized him and his banged up shitty blue Honda Civic so is there is anything else Ted?”

Ted then stood from his desk and said “yes Toby there is just one last thing.  I was asked to pass this along to you, when you become eighteen and all, just in case.  You made a good impression on him and wants to ‘get to know you more’ if you catch my drift.”

I then saw Ted pass me a few piece of paper along the top of the desk.  I took it and read it and saw some other images on them as well. 

I nervously gulped some and as I looked over the pages of paper.  One was of a note written by Vaclav that he despite being Ted's stepson that he would like to meet up with me and included his US based cell number.

I looked at the other pages were of photos of him and I kissing one another, grinding our hard cocks on one another, jerking one another off and eventually shooting our cum on each other.

Ted then said to me, “yes, I have secrets Toby and from what I can tell and just saw seems that you do as well, but no worries I won't tell Kathleen about you because if she did, it would kill her.  I hope that you understand that Toby.  It's called insurance.”

I then asked him point, “and what of Vaclav?  Are you going to fire him?  I swear Ted I didn’t know that he worked at the gym.”
Ted just coldly replied, “well Toby that is something you should have thought about when you had sex with one of my male associates.  He could lose his student/work visa for this you know.”

I just softly said “I didn’t know Ted.  I goddamn swear I didn’t know.”

Ted just stood up and said, “stop snooping around my computer, and the past Toby.  It was a long time ago.  Something that you do not need to know because if you do you are not going to like it. 

“Do you understand Toby?”

I just said in frustration, “I do Ted. Mom doesn’t need to know about this, right?  It would kill her if she knew.”

Ted then said, “Kathleen doesn't need to know about any of this unless one of us breaks our word to one another.”

I said to Ted, “I'll swear but if only you will and in the old ways, a blood oath Ted and nothing else.  Something that a ‘Sasanach’ like you would not understand.”

Ted then pulled out a small pocketknife from desk, stood up and went to the wet bar that is in the office.  He then extended the blade of it and poured vodka on it and on his right palm and then winced as he sliced his right palm a bit until it bled.

I watched Ted do this and he said to me “now do the same Toby.”

I did in that washed off the blade with the vodka, and my then my right palm, took the blade and cut my palm as well until it was bleeding.  

Once it was all done Ted and stood tall and stared at one another straight on and he extended his right bleeding palm.  I stared right back at him with my bleeding palm extended as well and then painfully shook hands with one another and goddamn did it sting like fuck.

Ted eventually broke off our handshake and said to me “I am only part ‘Sasanach’.  My maternal grandmother was from County Derry.  Hopefully we both came to a mutual understanding Toby now.  You don’t want to be digging into the past.  It will only bring you pain and resentment.”

I looked at my still stinging bleeding palm and said to Ted, “towards mom?  She has done enough to me already.”

Ted just said, “no. Towards Patrick. There is a first aid kit in the bathroom so go get that wound cleaned up.

I went to the bathroom to clean out my wound, put ointment on it and wrapped it up with a gauze pad and wrap, left the bathroom to go out and pick up Jake.  I was late as it is.

As I was about to leave the house, I saw an envelope on the cap of the banister with my name on it.  I opened it and saw a ten-dollar bill and note from mom saying, “stop by the pharmacy first.  I am not ready to be a grandmother yet.  Have a good time.  Love Mom.”

I took mom’s advice and drove to the pharmacy to get the rubbers.  I felt embarrassed asking for them because they kept them behind the counter and especially when I don’t know what to ask for.

The clerk behind the counter was checking out the people in front of me as I stood in line more people queued up behind me.  Once it was my turn, she asked me “may I help you sir?”

With total embarrassment, I discreetly said, “I need a pack of those?” as I pointed to the boxes of condoms.”

She said loudly “what sir, what do you need?  There are a lot of small boxes back there.”

I said in quiet voice, “rubbers, I need rubber.”

The clerk, who’s name tag read “Toniqua” then asked me “ohh, which type, we have Spartans, Colt, Nubian God,. . .”

I nervously said “I’ll take a pack of Colt, ma’am.”

Toniqua said, “ in large or extra-large and honey child I can tell this is your first time doing this but trust me that I’ll set you just right up.  God, I wish the fathers of my first and second babies was as responsible as you. Are you latex allergic?”

For the next few minutes and a lot of pissed off people behind me, Toniqua finally got me hooked up on a box of rubber.

As I was going to my car, Jake called me.  He said, “Church Boy where are you?  Your late and the babes are expecting us.”  I told Jake that I had to make a quick stop but that I’m on my way.

I drove to Jake’s house.  He was waiting outside impatiently.  He gets in my ride and gives me the address to “Snooki’s house.”

Jake saw the bandage on my palm and said, “dude what happened?”

I lied and told him that I cut it on a broken glass but said that “it was only a flesh wound.”

We drove to “Snooki’s” in silence but I took a few quick glances at Jake and I couldn’t help but noticing that he was constantly “adjusting” himself in his privates area and occasionally giving his dick a quick rub.

I didn’t say anything as I kept on driving to Annette’s house. . .