Episode Seven

"Man, what the hell happened here?" Seth cried out as he viewed his slashed tires and shredded seat of the once fully functional ATV.  "This shit isn't supposed to happen here!"  Then something dawned on Seth as he was checking the damage.  "Hey, Dave, how the hell did you know my ATV got slashed up?  Do YOU know who did this?"

"Well, actually, Seth, I sort of do."  Seth was checking the huge slashes in the balloon tires and the shredded seat cover and foam and shaking his head in disbelief.

"Well, who was it?  I mean, whoever it was needs to pay!"

"Yeah, Seth, that's why I came by to talk to you this morning."  Dave walked over to the ATV and felt the huge slashes in the tires and of course the shredded leather seat, trying to be casual.  Funny thing was, Dave was getting hard on in his tight wranglers doing that, and his cock was starting to grow in his tight jeans and down his leg.  Dave was frantically trying to not let it show, because he didn't want Seth to realize that seeing that carnage was turning him on sexually.  That would make Dave's "disinterested party" go-between story harder to buy he was sure.

"What happened, Seth, was caused by a young guy in my neighborhood.  He sort of lost it I guess last night.  He may have been drinking or something like that.  Now how I got involved was that apparently he felt regret as to what he had done, and wanted to make amends for it.  He knew me to be a guy who he could trust, so he asked me to tell you that he will pay for new tires and a new seat as soon as he can earn the money.  He talked to me first thing this morning about it, and wanted me to be the one to relay his apology for what he did and to tell you he'll make good on the damage.  From what I know of him, I think he will change his ways and at least try to do what is right.  I'm sure going to hold him accountable, and frankly, I'm not sure what good a police record will do to make this guy better.  I mean, look, you and I were teens once, and I'm sure we both screwed up once in a while, maybe even big time sometimes, and we wanted to make amends and get cut some slack.  Well, I think this guy wants a little of the slack so he can try to get his life together."

"Reminds me."  Seth put his lips tightly together and nodded his head.  Seth had calmed down a lot now, and was less hyper.

"Reminds you of what?"

"Reminds me of my youth I guess, a bit more than I'd like for it to."

"How so, Seth?"

"Well, to be honest, Dave, there was a time when I wanted to do shit like this--hell, there was a time when I actually DID something sort of like this."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, I was about 13, and I went out one night and found some farm equipment in a field that was just sitting there.  Well, there were several tires there, and I slashed all of them!  Man, it was thrilling!  Never got caught and never told anyone about it until now, though I think I was suspected of doing it.  Man, I don't know what got into me then, and you probably don't know what got into this guy last night."

"Yeah, Seth, sometimes this stuff is not easily explained."  Of course Dave conveniently forgot to add that he was the guy who had slashed two of the tires and half of the seat of his ATV, but THAT would be really hard to explain!

"Yeah, there was a time when I really did slash a guys motorcycle I guess," Seth was looking off into the distance, as if dredging up the memories.

"Oh really?  Any reason why?"  Dave wanted all of the hot juicy details.

"Well, it was a guy I knew at a farm down the road a bit.  He was sort of a friend.  He was also really good looking--."  Seth stopped short, and started to turn red with embarassment.  "Uh, well, Dave, you see, well, just between us two guys, well, I'm sort of, well, bisexual, sort of."  Seth paused for a few seconds.  "Nah, hell, I'm as gay as they come, and I really don't give a shit who knows it.  Sorry if that offends you."

"No, Seth," I chuckled.  "You see, I'm also gay too, and while I don't wear it on my sleeve, I am definitely gay too."

Seth breathed a sigh of relief.

"So this dude was good looking?" Dave encouraged Seth to continue his story.  He could not believe his good fortune in finding a guy like Seth who was good looking, gay, and loved skintight jeans.  Now he was going to find out a lot more than he thought he was ever going to know about Seth.  And most of it was going to get Dave hard and horny, which aroused Dave even more.

"Yeah, he was very sexy.  Good looking, rugged, wore tight levis and a leather jacket to school, and I loved to be around him and look at his leather and levis.  He also had a hot motorcross bike that he and I used to tool around the fields in.  Well, one day, we were out together and I was super horny, and made a pass at him.  I felt his tight levis.  Well, that was the wrong thing to do, for it turned out he was straight, damn it!  He sort of freaked out and told me he was going to turn me in as a pervert at school on Monday.  Well, this was on a Saturday, so I had to do something before then.  I told him he sure the hell better not or he'd pay.  He said I could not do anything to stop him, and took off on his motocross bike for home.  I decided to "send him a message" than night to let him know I was serious about him keeping his mouth shut about my getting horny with him.

"So late that night I walked over to his farm where he lived.  His motocross motorcycle was outside the house against the porch.  I gently rolled it over behind the barn away from the house.  Man, I was really scared and yet excited.  I sat on the bike like he would have, and got really horny myself thinking about him and all the times he would ride that motorcycle.  So I got off the bike, and pulled out my hunting knife and slashed the shit out of his motocross motorcycle seat.  Man, that was incredibly exciting and fun.  Once I had slashed the shit out of his seat, I think slashed both tires, cutting huge gashes in the side of each tire, ruining it completely.  Puncturing and then slashing that back knobby tire was incredibly sexy!  Well, having slashed both of his tires and seat, I headed home, confident that he would "get the message."  It looks like he did, for he never again mentioned the incident even though he told me he knew it was me who had slashed his tires and seat, though he could not prove it.  We were never close again, but he also didn't tell anyone as far as I know about what I tried to do to him that time."

"Wow, that's a pretty wild story," Dave admitted, now pretty hard in his skintight wranglers, but not caring about that much anymore since he was with a guy who could appreciate it.

"Well, school was pretty much ok for me, especially when I started feeling off the guys on the football team."

"When did THAT happen?"  Dave wanted to know.

"It was my sophomore year.  I always wore my tight levis to school, and I'm sure some people assumed that I was gay, but didn't get too much hell for it, 'cause I didn't flaunt it or anything like that.  One day, however, the captain of the football team, who was really popular, but I suspected he was gay deep down inside, ran into me in the hallway, not looking where he was going.  His name was Andy.

"'Hey, you faggot, watch where you're going!' Andy exhorted me when he ran into me in the hallway.  I was feeling strangely bold that day, so came back with, 'Hey, Andy, you look pretty good in those tight levis, dude!'  Man, I could not believe my mouth!  What the hell was I telling this jock who could beat the shit out of me right then and there?"

"'Oh yeah, faggot, and what would you like to do about it?' Andy retorted much more quietly.  'Your skintight levis aren't too bad yourself,' he said in a very low tone of voice as he checked out my bulging faded skintight levis.  I knew by his expression and tone that he was interested."

"What would I like to do, Andy?  How 'bout feel those beautiful bulging skintight faded levis all over!"

"You sure you are man enough?"

"'Well, I think so.  Are you man enough to let me try?' Shit, I was getting too bold for my skintight levis!"

"'Ok, Seth, I'll meet you in classroom 235 after football practice if you are not a chickenshit.  That's 6 PM to you!  You tell anyone about this and I'll beat the shit out out you, got it?"

"I nodded.  'I'll be there!'"

"Well, to my huge delight and surprise and delight Andy showed up right at 6pm in that dark classroom.  He had completed football practice and had showered.  He was in his really tight faded levis and his letter jacket.  'Well, you showed up, Seth, I didn't think you would.'"

"Well, Andy, I like to feel off skintight levis, dude, even yours!"

"Well, then, feel me off if you want.  And I'm just curious, do you have a problem with me cumming in my tight levis?"

"Shit no, man, I'd love the feel of a hot young guy's creamy cum seeping through his skintight faded jeans."

"Andy was really getting aroused.  Having the captain of the football team standing before me in skintight faded levis and his letter jacket willing to let me feel his incredibly tight sexy levis all over until he jacked off was beyond my wildest dreams.  I started stroking his tight faded 501s all over and stroked his now hardening cock.  It felt so good, and I could tell that Andy really enjoyed me feeling off his skintight faded levis as well."

"Man, that musta been quite hot for you, Seth," Dave told him.

"Shit yeah, man, it was.  I felt off Andy hard, and the young football stud shot a huge load of hot creamy cum in his tortured bulging tight jeans, and it felt great.  I felt his wet spot, and got his hot creamy cum that was seeping through his tight levis all over my hand.  I was then rubbing that cum all over his skintight levis and my skintight levis and my rock-hard bulge as well."

"'That felt pretty good.  Thanks.'  Andy was breathing pretty hard still.  'Man, I know I've called you a faggot before, but didn't realize how great it felt to have my skintight levis felt off by you until I came, Seth!  Look, I'm sorry about giving you so much shit in the past.  Uh, would it be possible for you to feel me off on a regular basis?"

"Shit, Dave, here was the captain of the football team asking me to feel him off regularly!  I couldn't believe my ears!  Well, I couldn't pass up an opportunity like this!"

"'Sure, Andy,' I told him.  'I'll feel you off hard anytime, anywhere, anyhow you want, as long as it is in your most skintight faded levis.'"

"Ok, thanks.  How about once a week, but we shouldn't do it here at school.  Where can you do it?"

"We have a low-lying area not far from my house called "the pit."  If you come over to my house, we can do it there as often as you want."

"I need an excuse for going to your house, in case somebody finds out.  No offense, but why would a football player be going to your house on a regular basis so as to not get either of us in trouble?"

"Well, Dave, I made up the excuse that Andy could be being tutored by me once or twice a week.  I was pretty smart, and Andy was pretty dense, so that would be a perfect cover, even for my family.  So that is what Andy and I did from then on.  He would come over a couple of nights a week, we'd pretend to be studing for a bit, and then head out to "the pit" where I would feel off his hard cock in his tightest faded levis of all its hot creamy load."

"Oh, man, Seth, that sounds pretty hot!"  Dave was definitely getting hard hearing about Seth feeling off guys in their tortured levis.

"Yeah, it gets better, Dave.  Andy was such a good customer that he introduced me to three other football players who also liked to have me pump their hard cocks in their tight jeans until they pumped their tight levis full of hot creamy cum.  Four star football players on the high school team were using me to get their rocks off.  Man, to me that was pretty horny!  Once in a while, all four would show up, we'd meet at the pit, and I'd feel off all four guys in sequence, which really turned them on.  Often they would then feel off each other, but somehow they really liked it when I did it.  Guess having a faggot do it made them feel less of a faggot theirselves.  I don't know if they were gay or not, but I sure suspected they were.   Anyway, Andy graduated at the end of my Junior year, but by then, he had introduced me to several other young stud football players who liked me getting their hard cocks to cum in their skintight levis regularly.

"One interesting by-product of this adventure with these guys was that not only did ALL the football players stop giving me shit, but they actually protected me more than once from other assholes at school.  Once this skinhead-type dude was slapping me around in the halls for no reason other than he didn't like guys who were suspected of being gay.  Well, Andy and another player walk by, and say to the skinhead, "Hey, asshole, this guy helps us with our homework!  Now we don't want him taking shit off of anybody or else he might not be able to think as well, and then we might flunk our asses out of school; now you wouldn't want THAT, would you?"  The skinhead knew he would get his ass kicked if he persisted, so he left me alone.  He never gave me any shit after that!  It was like jacking these guys provided me a bubble of protection by some of the toughest and most studly guys in school.  I loved it!  My protection money was not money, but the fact that I was pumping and jacking these guys frequently, and was not bragging about it.  On more than one occasion they showed they appreciated that by keeping me from getting shit from others under the guise of tutoring these guys!  It was perfect!"

"Well, Dave, now, tell me what you know about the vandalism of my ATV."  Dave thought there was enough diversion about Seth's buddy jacking days, but he was really hard on now, and didn't want to let the moment get away unchallenged.

"Hey, Seth, are ALL those days behind you?"  Dave thought that Seth knew where he was leading, as he looked up at me, glanced down at my bulging tight wranglers, and smiled.

"Ok, Dave, let me guess.  You want to be a football player, right?"

"Something like that."

"Well, you know, its been a while.  Let's head over to "the pit" and I'll show you where I got these football studs off so many times."  The two horny guys got onto the working ATV and headed out.  Dave was up tight against Seth, and Dave's tight wranglers were rubbing against his, and it felt good.  They headed over to the pit to see if Dave could take the place of one of his football players in a flashback instance.  He figured that they'd talk about paying for the vandalized ATV after they both lived out their fantasies a bit.

[end of episode seven]

[to be continued....]

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