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It was Friday when Kenneth and I first did it. The next day, he called me to ask if I wanted to go swimming at the college’s recreational center. I accepted eagerly. I picked out my favorite swimming trunk (orange) and a towel (also orange) and put them in a plastic bag. Kenneth said he’ll pick me up at 7 pm. So my mind was all tangled up from 6 pm to 6:59 pm. And at 7, it exploded in anxiety. Then from 7 to 7:05, I was really depressed. But the doorbell rang at 7:06, and my heart skipped for five beats. I ran to open the door.

He was standing on the porch, a striking grin on his face, and his eyebrow moved in surprise to see me so happy. I told my parents where I was going and closed the door behind me. I was curious to see what car he was driving today. He had three: a blue sports car, a red truck, and a black SUV. He used the blue sports car for dates with girls. He used the red truck mostly to cruise by himself. And he used the black SUV when taking his friends to some parties. I was relieved to see it was his red truck, meaning that none of his jocks were coming to the pool house with us. But I also kinda wished he brought his blue sports car, just to give me some sort of little hint. I got inside the truck, and felt the smooth leather seat, and I realized it was my first time in his truck.

So he drove us to the center, all the while staying pretty much silent. I have no idea in what grade we had lost the ease of finding things talk to each other.
“Did you see the game last night?”
“Which sport?”
“Basketball.”
“Which teams?”
“The Razors at the Mullets.”
“Why is it ‘at’? Why isn’t it ‘versus’?”
“Um,” Kenneth seemed confused, “I don’t know.”
“Nevermind then.”

There were several other snippets of uncomfortable conversation throughout the ride. I was very glad to see the rec. center getting bigger in the windshield. He drove around for a while finding a good parking spot. He parked, and we got out of the truck. We paced towards the entrance, and when we got inside, there were four of his jock friends waiting for him. I rolled my eyes and sighed. I knew it was a dream to just go swimming with only Kenneth and myself.

We got into the changing room and all the boys stripped off immediately. Naturally, I found a secluded section and took off my shirt. I have a rather good-looking body, but considering myself more nerd than jock, I felt inclined to hide in the ‘nerd’ corner. Some of the jocks were whacking each other’s naked bottom with their towels. The Halls twins were now wrestling each other; they can never get their hands off each other unless they were touching breasts during a threesome.

Then Kenneth closed his locker door and walked out towards to the back of the room towards the shower. All the jocks followed his exact steps, and so did I. Kenneth stepped in the shower and turned it on, and so all the jocks did that, and so did I. When we were wet enough, we got out and headed towards the door to the swimming pool.

In the damp, chlorine-smelling, lowly lit pool house, we saw that Danny Long swimming in one of the competition lanes. Danny Long was the captain of the swim team. And if I had to admit there was a second best looking guy in our school, it would definitely be him. He had dark blond and hazel eyes, and it was almost impossible to not be entranced by his magnificent body. Well, that’s if he wasn’t standing next to Kenneth. And if I had to admit there was one quality about Danny that was better than Kenneth, it was his good-naturedness. And if I had a gun pointed to my head, I would admit that Danny and I would make a better couple than Kenneth and I. We had much in common. Our favorite, and only, form of exercise was swimming. We both had the potential to become a jock (he had more potential than I did) but we both still considered ourselves geek. And if I had to admit or else my parents would die, I would say that I’ve considered going out with Danny on several occasions when he’s asked me, but for some reason, I never said ‘yes.’

I don’t know why I kept turning him down. Perhaps I did not like good-natured boys. I may hate some of the things Kenneth and his friends do just for fun, but I just loved the idea of getting it on with a rough boy like Kenneth. Perhaps I feared that my relationship with Danny would go too far, and I would feel the guilt of still being madly in love with Kenneth. Or more likely, I feared that Danny would steal all my heart so I would have none left for Kenneth. And I hate to see the day when I no longer desired Kenneth.

Kenneth was first to dive off the board and everyone followed and so did I. Thirty minutes lapsed, and we were now throwing an inflated beach ball around. One of the guys, Luke Walters, the basketball star, said that Kenneth raved about me last night. I immediately felt embarrassed, but also happy. I felt like a used toy, but I still found it great that Kenneth liked me enough to tell his friends. So outside, I was flustered and red, but inside, I was jumping with glee.

Then Danny swam over and asked if he could join in the ‘keep the ball up the air for as long as possible’ game. Danny did indeed consider himself a geek, but unlike normal geeks, confidence was something he did not lack.

Danny held a great reputation for himself as well. He was probably the favorite among our high school teachers and college professors due to his good looks and the fact that he was smart and hard working. Of what I’ve heard, Danny was also amazing in bed, and being his lover might even be better than being Kenneth’s lover because Danny valued a long term relationship so being his lover was much harder and lasted much longer than being Kenneth’s one-night-stands.

During the game, Danny brought up the subject of what seemed to be Kenneth’s ‘girlfriend’: Lacy Heart. Kenneth said that he still hadn’t given up on getting her cause he knows she wants him badly, but he’s just needs to persuade her to go to his house right after class. I was crushed to hear that he was still trying to get Lacy Heart, but then again, it Kenneth wouldn’t be Kenneth if he stopped trying to get into girls’ pants.

Then Kenneth said, “Ah, I gotta go take a piss.”
A moment passed before Danny asked. “Then what are you still doing here?”
“Pissing.”
“Fucking gross,” shouted the other jocks as they swam away.

But then Sean Austin made a sighing sound, followed by the other three jocks. I could almost feel the warmness of the water around us.
Kenneth shook his head, “You guys are stupid. I was just joking.”
So Kenneth swam back to the side of the pool and got out. The others followed him back into the changing room.
“Where are you guys going,” I shouted, “The other side of the pool ain’t contaminated. Let’s swim over there.”
“Take your time,” Kenneth shouted, “We’ll be hitting the weights.”

I could tell Danny’s smile was noticeably wider now that he would be able to swim with me. So we got into the lanes and started doing the front stroke for one full lap. Expectedly, Danny beat me, but I was two seconds behind. Danny suggested I should join the swim team, as he always did, but I declined. Next we did the backstroke. This time I was a mere one second behind him. He said that if I went with him to talk to the coach, I would just have to swim a few laps, and I would surely get in. I said if I wanted to be in a ‘swim’ competition, I would have signed up for the Miss America Pageant. I told him I swam for relaxation and exercise. So he stopped hampering me, and we enjoyed a couple more laps before we decided it was a good enough workout.

Danny and I got out of the pool and walked back to the changing room. We could hear moaning and sighing echoing throughout the changing room. It was very normal to hear those sounds; it did not bother me in the least. Danny and I went to the shower and rinsed off the chlorine water from our skin.

“So why did you take the truck, again?” was the voice of one of the Halls twin.
“Would you fucking stop asking me that?” was Kenneth’s reply.
“Dude, you just cursed for the first time in two years. You owe me 50 bucks,” said Luke Walters.
“I cursed yesterday.”
“But how come you picked him up in your red truck?” It was the other twin.
“I told you already. The SUV broke down.”
“Then why didn’t you take the sports car?” asked Luke.
“I only use that car to get girls.”
“But we’ve never gotten a ride in your truck.” Luke said.
“I’ll give you something to ride on right now.” Kenneth said.
“Nah. I gotta save up for Missy tonight,” said Luke.
“Sean, finish it off already!” Kenneth ordered.

As Danny and I walked back to the locker section, we saw that Vince Hall was sucking off his brother Vance. And Sean Austin was working his mouth on Kenneth’s shaft. Sean Austin was one of the most…no…THE MOST stupid kid I’ve ever met. And he was the ultimate depiction of the word ‘bitch.’ He was unquestionably Kenneth’s bitch, drooling at his every beck and call. And for some odd reason, I wanted to trade places with him.

Vince slowly took his mouth off of Vance’s penis, and Kenneth had to yank at Sean’s hair to make him stop sucking.
“We’ve been waiting for you.” Kenneth said.
“For what?” I asked.
Vance said smugly, “We’re really interested in fucking you, is that all right?”
“No.” I shook my head, appalled by the words.
“They don’t believe me,” Kenneth said. “They don’t believe that a geek like actually has a hole worth fucking. So they wanna try you. Prove to them that I wasn’t outta my mind when I decided to fuck you.”
Vance said, “Yeah. Represent your geek kind and do them honor by offering your hole to us.”

“Look at them,” Kenneth said, “Look how horny they are for you. I know you’ve probably had dreams of jocks surrounding you, wanting to use your body. And now here’s you chance to make your dream come true.”
“I’ve never had such dreams,” and that was true. I’ve only had dreams with Kenneth and no one else.
“It’s people like you guys that make me glad I didn’t become a jock.” Danny raged. He dragged my arm towards the other locker section in the corner. I felt relieved that Danny did drag me away. Otherwise, there was a great chance I would have given in and let them use me.
“So what the fuck?” asked Vince, “We actually swam with him for nothing?”

Danny and I quickly changed and left the room while the Halls Twins was wrestling around again. Danny told me he would take me home. I had no hesitation to accept the ride. All through the ride, Danny tried to keep some sort of conversation going. Even though he mostly did the talking while I nodded along or shook my head, it was still a much better conversation than the one I had with Kenneth.
“Would you like to go see a movie with me tomorrow?” he asked as he pulled up the driveway to my house.
“That’s nice of you. But I’ll have an aunt over.”

Sunday passed with no aunt visiting my house. Then Monday came, and I didn’t feel like going to school to see Kenneth’s face, the face I so dearly loved, and underneath that face was everything I deeply despised. But I went to all my classes and avoided sitting next to Kenneth in the classes we shared. Still, I was close enough to hear about Kenneth’s plan to finally sleep with Lacy. She was going to call her parents to tell them she’s gonna study at the library. And of course her parents would call the library and have her paged to make sure she was actually there. So Lacy made some recording of her voice, “Hi, mom.” “Hi, dad.” “I got a lot of research for the English project I have do. I got to go, my group is giving me the eye.” One of Kenneth’s female fans who worked at the library offered to play the recording in case the parents should call. And he and Lacy would be rocking the bed at his place for several hours, depending on how much ‘reasearching’ Lacy wanted to do.

So Tuesday came, and Kenneth was high-fiving all his jock friends. And one of them gave him the money.
“So how are you gonna dump her?” asked the jock who just lost 75 bucks.
“Dump her?”
“Yeah, that’s what you usually do when the bet is over.”
“I’m not gonna dump her.” Kenneth said.
“No way. You actually like her?”
“You got a fucking problem with that?” Kenneth tried to sound threatening.
“No, but it’s just so not you.”
Kenneth snickers, “I know. It’s weird, man. I’ve actually had a lot of good talk with her and her parents for three months. I know so much about her. It’s crazy. I just don’t wanna give it all up just for one fuck.”
“So how many more times will you fuck her til you dump her?”
“I don’t know. I…I’m not gonna dump her.”
“So, are you saying you’re in love with her?”
“What?” Kenneth asked, “NO! I mean…Shut up!”

And hearing that, I felt bitter-sweet. It was definitely sweet to find that Kenneth actually had a hint of feeling. I’ve always thought of him as was perfectly bioengineered, genetically enhanced creature from Heaven sent down to Earth to give the human kind the most powerful sexual experience they have ever known, but now I found evidence that he may actually be created from natural conception and birth. He may actually have a heart underneath his muscular chest.

But the bitter thing was: He was actually in love, whether he admitted or not, with a very lucky somebody. But that somebody was not me. I knew he loved to fuck anything with legs, but I also knew he never loved the actual person person he was fucking. So I wanted badly to the first and only one he ever truly loved, but now that hope was shattered by that lucky somebody named Lacy.

Weeks passed by, and I had accepted the fact that having sex with Kenneth was a one time thing. And every night, I would jack off with his boxer shorts that forgotten…or purposely left. God, my hole was aching terribly for another round of hot, rough abuse by Kenneth’s bat.

The thought about calling Danny came and fleeted my mind quickly. But for some unsettling reason, I had a dream about him and Kenneth one night. They were getting it on as I was tied to a chair watching them do it. I woke up, screaming and cumming on Kenneth’s boxer. It would be years later before that dream came true.