Turning the tables

"Don'tdo that! Not when I'm working." Vicky's voice and eyes lacked any hint ofannoyance so it was clear that she didn't mean those words, but rather theopposite.

But Tylerwas no idiot. The wound on her neck still hadn't healed and he didn't want herto do something stupid again. "See you later." He gave her a slightsqueeze on her left thigh and then went away.

After lessthan half a minute he spotted the little Gilbert punk and decided to send asign. Tyler went on a cross collision course, set for a fast pace, aiming atGilbert who was walking towards the toilet, took a sharp turn to the right andslammed against Gilbert with his right shoulder.

Bothimmediately turned towards each other while still walking and then stopped.

Gilbertlooked at Vicky first and then at Tyler.

"Allright I get it. Hit me to impress her. That's… that's real nice." Hisbreathing was uneven, a hint of anger in his motions, and his nostrils flaredas he stared at Tyler.

Tylerlooked to Vicky as well and then back at Gilbert with an even and self-assuredtone. "I don't need to impress her." He casually pointed at Vickywhen he said that, barely lifting his arm. Gilbert had a questioning andmistrustful look in his eyes for a second. Tyler locked him straight in theeyes, completely sure of himself and totally calm. "I already won."

Gilbert'sface distorted in anger and he pushed against Tyler's chest with suchunexpected speed and strength that Tyler staggered backwards. The kid had morein him when it seemed. For the blink of an eye Tyler was actually surprised.Then he realized that the kid had dared to cross paths with him and decided toteach him a lesson. He set himself straight again and slowly walked towards thepunk. "Oh now you're dead."

The punkdidn't seem to have heard the warning. His face still showed the same mixtureof anger and arrogance, nostril still flared. "Am I? Cause it seems likeI'm standing here, waiting for you to man-up."

Tyler sawred, the punk had dared to cross the line and embarrass Tyler one time toooften. Tyler was about to beat the shit out of the asshole.

"Tydon't" Matt was holding him back by grabbing his waist from behind andpulling him backwards. Matt wrestled Tyler back and shoved him away fromGilbert.

Tylerglared at the punk and pointed towards him. "The next time I see youGilbert."

"No,next time I see you." Gilbert took his jacked, turned around and took off.

Tylerfollowed suit immediately and went in the other direction.

The gamewould be this evening and Tyler was pissed. Not only had the Gilbert punkbrought his blood to the boiling point, and since then it hadn't really comedown, the new boy of his sister was now Tanner's golden quarterback. Tyler andMatt had worked for years to make it to the point that they didn't get tanneredevery day. And now this pretty boy just strolled into town, got his bestfriends girl – who had dumped him, but nonetheless - and made it into the footballteam without any effort. If what Matt had told was correct the smartass hadpissed off Tanner during history and now Tanner couldn't be stopped at praisinghis new star over and over again, tannering all others.

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The moistof the morning air did nothing to soothe Tyler's rage and the prospect ofgetting ridiculed by Tanner this evening wasn't helping either. Not that Tannerwould do it open, but there would probably be some remarks or figures of speechthat would let everybody know that he thought his team was a band of dimwitswho could achieve nothing.

The thoughtalone made Tyler's head getting read again and the rage rise. So he decided toput that fire to some use. He still had an hour before school started.

It worked;at least a little. The constant up and down of his body, the steady rhythm ofhis heart and the sweat on his body had an actual effect on him. His exposedarms, shoulders and lower legs were wet with sweat and the cool morning airsend delightful shivers over his skin. The burn of his muscles became the onlything on his mind, apart from staying on the football field.

SuddenlyTyler was hit by something heavy and thrown to the ground. There were armseverywhere and before he knew it he was grabbed by the back. Whoever it was hada strong grip and Tyler cursed himself for not having heard the tackle.

He stemmedhis hands into the ground, trying to get up again. He managed about a foot andhad already risen with one leg when his attacker reached forward with his ownand clutched Tyler's shinbone. He pulled Tyler's lower leg backwards; makinghim falling to the ground again. Tyler's face hit the grass hard and he sawstars behind his eyelids. Dirt was on his lips and in his mouth. He swore inhis head and pushed himself up again, this time rolling over and trying to pinhis adversary underneath him, thereby making him loosen his grip.

When he hadhurled himself up with all his strength and pinned the other to the ground hecould hear a yell of pain. Tyler smiled at the sound, feeling satisfied andpreparing to feel the grip loosen. But the bastard didn't let go. To thecontrary he entangled Tyler's legs with his own and pressed hard against them.Before Tyler could react the asshole had put him in a master lock.

He tried torise but the pressure against his neck was too strong. "When I get up youbastard then…" He left the rest of the threat unspoken.

"Thenwhat Lockwood?"

Tyler'seyes went round. The punk really had the nerve to attack Tyler. His bloodreached the boiling point again and he tried to shake the punk off but it wasagain a fruitless approach as the pain in his neck increased each time he triedto move, so the only choice he had was to lay there and do nothing. Gilbertcouldn't hold on to Tyler forever, since he had the greater stamina of the two.But for now he would have to suffer it, the question was only how long Gilbertwould be able to hold him. In his mind he had all sorts of fantasies about whathe would do to the punk, once he got up.

They bothlay there for what felt like hours to Tyler and still Gilbert held his ground.Tyler started to here all sorts of noises from afar but mostly the breath ofGilbert. He could not only hear it, he felt it on his neck as well. The feelingof moist air made the hair on his neck stand up and he couldn't help but noticethat Gilbert's breathing had become faster. Tyler guessed that Gilbert wasprobably beginning to get out of breath and Tyler would soon be able to takehis chance.

But insteadof letting go, Gilbert began to put pressure on Tyler's head again and startedto grind his hips against Tyler's ass. Tyler could only curse about whatGilbert was up to but then he noticed the hard object in Gilbert's pants –which was definitely no damn flashlight - and his even faster breathing. Fuckhe was close to panting.

Tyler triedto rise again since there was no way he would let himself getting dry-humped byGilbert on the fringe of the football-field. But instead of being pressed downTyler felt the touch of lips on his neck and he stopped in his motions. ThenGilbert started to use open mouthed kisses, sucking lightly on the sensitiveskin.

Tyler couldhave been pinned down by an elephant the effect couldn't have been stronger. Hemuscled gave out instantly and refused to obey to his commands. Jeremycontinued kissing and released Tyler's hands; Tyler didn't even try to move.Instead he noticed that his own cock had started filling and he started topant.

Jeremy letgo of Tyler's neck and started nibbling at his ear, all the time thrusting againstTyler's ass, and stroke with his hands along Tyler's arms until reaching hishands and intertwining them with his.

Tylertilted his head to the side to give Jeremy better access. "Get off meGilbert!" The threat was so hollow and mixed with Tyler's panting it wasimpossible to take seriously.

Jeremy keptgrinding against Tyler, creating delicious friction and making Tyler hard andeager for what happened next. A small voice inside his head warned him not togo further but the joy he felt currently felt so pure and uncomplicated that hedidn't want to. He was too much of a hedonist to deny himself such pleasure andso he just gave in, part scared, part curious and all horny.

When Tylerfelt Jeremy's hands leaving his and grabbing his top he reflexively lifted hisupper body and let Jeremy peel him out of it and then waiting until Jeremy hadtaken his own shirt off. The feeling of Jeremy's hot naked skin on his own madeTyler groan.

Jeremytrailed his kisses down from Tyler's neck to his back, leaving a trail betweenhis shoulder blades. The sensation made Tyler open his mouth in a silent moanand lifting his chest from the ground and tilted his head back. When Jeremy hadreached the hips he peeled Tyler's pants back and started to kiss his buttocks.He first kissed the left one then the right; and then started to lick. Helicked them slowly, cautiously, waiting for Tyler do react. Tyler moaned softlyat the sensation and let out a gasp as Jeremy's tongue slightly licked hiscrease. He lay down, head on his lower arms and let Jeremy pamper him.

Tylerturned around on his back and reached for Jeremy. He pressed Jeremy at hisbody, then began running his right hand through his hair while Jeremy kissedhis chest and abs. Jeremy took his time to cover Tyler's stomach with kissesand exploring the lines of his muscles.

When Tylerhad enough he took Jeremy's chin in his hand and guided his face to his own. Heteased Jeremy with quick pecks before trailing his hand down Jeremy's chest andletting himself being snuggled by him.

Tyler feltthe desire to take more action and pinned Jeremy to the ground, nibbling at hisneck while doing so. He nibbled a bit stronger, taking Jeremy's moans as a signto go on. When Jeremy was putty in his hands he dragged him up, smiled at himmischievously before nuzzling him and kissing along his jaw, earning more softgroans. He trailed down to Jeremy's collarbone and sucked at it while Jeremysucked at his neck.

Tyler brokeoff again and – eyes closed - searched for Jeremy's lips with his own. When hefound them he kissed Jeremy slowly and lavishly –emitting a small sigh -,taking his time to savor the feeling of those soft lips. Jeremy broke it offthis time and placed a kiss above Tyler's temples, then kissed along his jawafter Tyler gave him a peck on his cheek and buried his hand in his hair. Henibbled Tyler's ear again, then nuzzled back to Tyler's lips.

These lipstasted so good he never wanted to stop, but stopping Tyler did and trailed hiskissed down along the neck to Jeremy's pecs. He sucked lightly and trailed downto Jeremy's abs mimicking what Jeremy had done for him only minutes before.

Jeremypinned Tyler to the ground, kissed him intensively and reached with his handsinside Tyler's boxers and took the hard cock out. Jeremy grabbed it and jerkedTyler's dick furiously, kissing his neck, while Tyler practically clung in hishair. Then Tyler's hands tock Jeremy's face and turned it towards his own tosuck at Jeremy's bottom lip. Jeremy broke off and trailed with his kisses to theother side of Tyler's neck before grabbed by Tyler again and his mouth devouredby Tyler's.

They kissedfrantically a few times more before Jeremy broke off again and squeezed Tyler'scock even more. It was enough to get Tyler totally unglued. Jeremy continuedjerking Tyler, his face glued to the image of Tyler lying with his head on thegrass being capable of nothing but silent moans and loud panting. He kissedTyler on the cheek, on the neck, and on the cheek again, ever more turned on byTyler's sounds and his own cock close to bursting despite not being touched atall.

Tyler buckedone more time and hot semen splashed all over his abs, Jeremy's lips glued tohis cheek, kissing and sucking.

Tylerpanted loud and heavy, his energy drained of him. Then all color lost hisfeatures and he threw Jeremy of with one hand. He practically crawled away fromhim and hastily got on his feet after grabbing his top. He turned towardsJeremy and dragged his pants up. He looked at Jeremy as though the younger boywas a man-eating panther and Tyler was his meal.

Tylerpointed at Jeremy with a shaking hand, when he spoke his voice was unsteady."Next time I see you Gilbert."

He turnedon his heels and ran away at top speed, his upper body still unclothed.

"Heybabe, what's wrong?"

"No…,"Tyler didn't really want to have Vicky there right now, and then he spotted afigure he was looking for. Jeremy was sitting on a truck with some other kidsand liquor bottles. Tyler had to keep himself from spitting; he could stilltaste Jeremy in his mouth and damn it made his cock hard. The punk was buzzedand this time he would pay. He would pay for making Tyler a faggot.