DJ Pt. 19

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Thursday morning, January 18th, the alarm blasted at 7:00 AM, disturbing the boys, and Jamie shut the damn thing off. DJ and Jamie shared a good morning kiss, dragged their carcasses out of bed, and found their boxer-briefs, and pulled them on. After a trip to the bathroom, they ambled to the kitchen, where Granny and Karen were already seated at the table, and DJ poured a cup of coffee.

After the morning 'Granny kisses' the boys sat on both sides of Granny, and Karen started preparing some food.

"Granny," DJ asked, "at your age you could sleep as late as you want, why do you get up so early?"

"I guess old habits die hard," Granny answered, "I was used to getting up for many years to fix your grandfather Vic's breakfast, and just can't get used to changing." Then, smiling, "The old saying is 'Early to bed and early to rise, Makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise' but somehow the wealthy always escaped us!"

Granny continued, looking sad, "DJ, It seems impossible that your Grandpa Vic passed away over 10 years ago. You never had a chance to know him."

"Granny," DJ asked, solemnly, "do you have a picture of Grandpa?"

"Not with me, sweetheart, but I have some back in California, when my stuff gets here, I'll be happy to show them to you." DJ leaned over and gave Granny a kiss on the cheek.

"Mom," Jamie stated, "our schedule is a little different today, we have computer lab from 9 to 12, then we can grab lunch in the cafeteria, and we have volleyball from 2 until 4, and DJ has to work today. He's got a clean work shirt in our bag. After we shower DJ is dropping me off here and going on to work, so you'll probably see me about 5:00 PM, and DJ about 9:30 tonight."

"OK, honey," Karen said, "Thanks for the heads-up."

The boys finished breakfast, went to their room to dress, then picked up the gym bag, Jamie's laptop, and their backpacks and left, after giving Granny and Karen kisses and hugs. When they got to campus and parked, Jamie suggested they leave the gym bag in the Tracker and lock it, and get it before they went to the phys ed class at 2:00.

Miss Carson welcomed all of them to the computer lab and introduced the class to Wendy, one of the two computer lab assistants that they may be working with. Jamie and DJ selected computer desks that were next to each other, of course.

She asked if anyone brought notebooks or laptops in that they wanted to install the software on and four students, including Jamie, raised their hands in response. Miss Carson told them they would install the software toward the end of the lab, about 11:30, and that the others could leave then. Miss Carson and Wendy assisted the four students to install the software on their laptops, finishing about 12:10.

The boys took the laptop and their backpacks to the Tracker and locked it back up, and then headed to the cafeteria to get some lunch. Jamie called Matt to see if he wanted to hook up for lunch, and Matt said he would love to, but he didn't have any classes today and was at home. Oh shucks.

About 1:30 Jamie and DJ decided to get their gym bag, locate the boys locker room and change into their gym shorts. They didn't know just where the locker room was so they walked around to find it. They never did find a boys' locker room, but right across the hall from the gym they found a Ladies Locker Room and a Men's' Locker Room, then headed to the Tracker to get the gym bag.

"I don't trust all of these guys," Jamie stated, "I think we should put our wallets in the glove box, and lock it up. If someone searches our jeans, they won't find any money." They went ahead and secured them in the glove box, and locked the car back up, taking only their gym bag back into the building. They walked toward the gym and entered the Men's locker room.

There was a double row of lockers, back to back, down the center and lockers down both the left and right side of the room, with benches in the isles on both sides. Walking down the isle there was a wide open doorway that led to the showers. The room was about 20' long and 10' across, with more benches, and hooks on the wall backing the locker room and the outside wall of the shower room. At one end was a single stall with a toilet, and next to that, two urinals. On the opposite end was a 3 bay sink with a mirror above it.

Another open doorway led to the actual showering area, another room about 20' long with three showerheads on each end wall and eight showerheads on the long wall, so would accommodate 14 guys to shower at the same time. DJ had seen these type of showers at the military academy, but Jamie thought open showers ended in middle school, and was somewhat surprised. His high school had individual shower stalls.

When DJ and Jamie returned to the locker room part, several young men were there in varying degrees of dress. They noticed four or five of the guys had removed their underwear and were pulling on jock straps, while others just removed their pants and were pulling on gym shorts.

Jamie and DJ selected two lockers, hung their outer clothes in one of them and pulled their gym shorts and tank tops out of the zipper bag and put them on, leaving their boxer-briefs on underneath. They tried to stash the zipper bag into the other locker but it wasn't quite big enough.

One young man, approaching them, "Hi, I'm Don, and you are?"

"Jamie, and (pointing) DJ."

"Good to meet you," Don said, extending his hand, and we shared handshakes. "I think this is going to be a fun class, For Your Information, there's two shelves over there (pointing) where you can put your bag, nobody will bother it here, see you on the court." Don left and headed toward the Gym.

"He seems nice, friendly too," DJ commented. Jamie agreed.

The boys left the locker room and walked across the hall and into the gym, which was just large enough to hold a basketball court. There were foldout bleachers on one side, which were all folded up. A man that looked in his late 30's was standing there with a clipboard in his hand, likely the phys ed instructor. About a dozen young men were standing in front of him, and Jamie and DJ joined them.

"Hi guys," the man with the clipboard spoke, "I'm Zachary Estibutione, one of the two physical education instructors here at Community College," then, smiling, "I don't really expect you all to be able to pronounce, or even remember that mouthful, so you can call me Zach. There is supposed to be 18 of you, but only 12 here."

Don, raising his hand, "I think there are some still changing."

"They need to get their little butts in here," Zach said, "they're holding up progress! I'll give them two minutes."

Zach picked up a volleyball and playfully batted it toward the group and one of the guys tapped it back toward him, and this was repeated three or four more times. Finally the stragglers arrived. Zach counted noses, now 18.

"Men, and I use the term loosely," Zach stated, "This is only a two hour class every week, when some of you are late coming in, it cheats the whole class out of two or three or 5 minutes, so try to be here at 2:00 from now on, OK?"

"How many of you are brand new to this game, first timers?" About 8 or 9 raised their hands.

"About half of you," Zach said, "Normally, according to the rules, a volleyball team is six players, three in the front row and three in the back. We have 18 in this class, and I'm going to let you guys make a decision here. We can, since this is a learning class, divide you into two teams of 9 each or three teams of six, there are pros and cons to each. With teams of 9, you'll all get close to two hours of practice each week, with teams of six, we would have three teams, and teams can challenge each other, but on average, each man will only get about an hour and a quarter of play time each week. The choice is yours. How many want teams of nine?" 15 hands went up.

"I think that's a wise choice, but we won't have the same guys on the same teams every week. Next week I'll have a bucket of ping pong balls, nine of them will be labeled with a 1 and the other nine a 2, and you'll draw for your team."

"Since you've voted to have teams of nine, for today, I'm doing a roll call, when I call your name, answer with a 'here' or a 'yep'."

Zach picked up his clipboard, and called every other name on the list. After the first nine names were called, he told them that if their name was called, stand over there, (pointing). Then he called the remaining nine names, and they responded. Zach then stated that the first group is team One and the second group is team two for today. DJ wanted to be on the same team with Jamie, but they ended up on opposing teams.

Zach continued, "Since we're doing teams of nine, you'll be like a tic tac toe game, 3 rows of 3 players."

Zach spent the next twenty minutes explaining the rules of the game, how rotation works, in the course of a game, everyone has their turn to serve, the players on the front line have the best chance to spike the ball onto the other teams floor.

It was about 2:45 by the time they actually got to play. There were quite a few fouls, DJ managed to spike the ball three times, but one time his hand was over the net, foul, but he was displaying that patented smile almost constantly, he was having fun!

At 4:00 PM Zach announced that it was 4:00, but if nobody needed to leave right at four, he would extend the class for another 15 minutes, and they all continued to play.

Zach, at 4:15, "OK Guys, class is over, go shower up and I'll see you all next week!"

On the way back into the locker room, a tall, 6'2 or 6'3 red headed guy clapped his hand on DJ's shoulder, DJ had heard someone call him 'Rusty'.

"Hey," Rusty said, "I'm Irwin, but everyone calls me 'Rusty', are you sure you've never played before? You pulled off a couple of pretty nice spikes there."

"Thanks," DJ replied, smiling, "I go by DJ, and I have never played before, but I enjoyed playing today." He and Rusty bumped fists.

Jamie got their gym bag, set it on the floor by their lockers, and pulled out the soap, washcloths and towels. The two boys sat on the bench and removed their sneakers and socks, then their gym shorts and tanks, then...

"DJ, I'm not too sure about getting naked in front of all these guys,"

"Me either, but, all these other guys seem to be OK with it, fuck it—there's really nothing to fear." DJ dropped his boxer-briefs on the floor and stepped out of them. "Jamie, let's get showered."

Jamie finally dropped his underwear and followed DJ to the shower area where they were surrounded by at least 10 naked young guys, all getting the sweat washed off their bodies. The water and all the steam not only felt good, but even smelled good, with the mixture of soaps and body washes some of the guys used. If one were to watch some of the guys eyes, a number of them were 'checking out' some of the other guys junk, but no one grew an erection, and no one mentioned it, or anything about it.

DJ couldn't help but notice that Rusty was not only long in stature, at about 6'3" but also was long, down there, probably about 8" or more flaccid. As Rusty turned, or changed position, it just kind of swung about. DJ had to turn his back toward Rusty because the sight of that monster was starting to affect his own cock, and a boner was not something he needed right now.

DJ glanced around, spotting two of the brothers showering, and quickly realized that they both were bigger than himself, but then, he's known for a long time that he was probably smaller than average, for a black man. It doesn't really matter that much, Jamie likes, or downright loves his cock, and if Jamie likes it, nothing else is really important. Neither of those two men had cocks nearly as big as Rusty. Rusty had to have the biggest cock he'd ever seen.

Jamie, breaking the thought line, "DJ we need to get dressed and get you to work."

"Oh, thanks, the shower was feeling so good I didn't want to get out."

The two boys stepped out to the drying area, and grabbed their towels.

DJ suddenly realized they'd left the soap dish and their washcloths in the shower. He caught another student just ready to go into the shower and asked him if he could retrieve them, and the guy was kind enough to get them, and handed them to DJ. DJ handed the soap dish to Jamie, and wrung out the washcloths. Jamie was dry, and took the soap dish and washcloths to the locker area, while DJ finished drying.

When DJ returned to the lockers, Jamie already had his clean boxer-briefs on and was sitting on the bench. Jamie pulled out the clean t-shirts, giving one to DJ, and putting one on. They put on the clean socks, pulled on their jeans from the locker and pulled their sneakers on. DJ put on the clean store polo, they stuffed the rest of everything into the zipper bag and left from the locker room to the Tracker.

Jamie, as DJ pulled out of the parking lot, "DJ, when we get to my house, I'll grab our backpacks, and my laptop, if you can bring in the gym bag when you get home tonight."

"Sure, Jamie, I need to grab something to eat on the way to the store, I'm famished!"

"Maybe Mom can have something ready for you, as a Grab 'n' Go. Let me call her." Jamie called Karen, and explained.

"Mom's fixing you a sandwich you can eat on the way to the store, and some cookies."

"Oh, Jamie, your Mom's cookies are the most, I could fill up, just on them! I think I like playing volleyball, I actually had fun today."

"I told you, when we signed up for it, that I thought you would like it, I think I had as much fun, watching you have fun, as I did actually playing. I wish we could have been on the same side."

"Maybe next time we will, if we both draw the same number. Showering was kind of interesting, did you notice Rusty's cock?" (like, how could anyone not notice that monster)

"DJ, I'm not into watching other guys showing off their junk!" Jamie is looking out the window so DJ wouldn't see his smirk. Of course he noticed it, only a blind man could have missed it.

"Jamie, it was so big, even those two black dudes were small, compared to Rusty, I just couldn't help notice."

"So, my boyfriend is in to cock watching. I guess you'll keep me informed if you see an interesting cock, or a big bulge." Jamie is trying hard not to bust out laughing.

"Jamie," DJ said, irritated, "it's not like I go around analyzing other guys cocks, it was just an observation. You're taking it the wrong way! The only cock I want is yours."

"Baby," Jamie said, snickering, "I'm just busting your balls, of course I noticed the size of Rusty's cock, and I'm sure most of the other guys did too."

"Well, most of them might not have, I expect most of them are straight."

"DJ," Jamie explained, "all guys tend to check out other guys' junk, it's not a gay thing, it's a guy thing. It's something nearly all guys do, it's completely natural, gay or straight, and I caught some guys checking us out too, and I'm certain they weren't wanting to suck our dicks."

When the boys got to Jamie's house, Jamie grabbed his laptop and both of their backpacks. DJ decided that, since he was grabbing a sandwich, he would carry the gym bag in now, and set it on the kitchen floor. DJ kissed Jamie goodbye, thanked Karen for the snack and headed to work. Jamie put the soiled clothes from the zipper bag into the appropriate hampers, next to the washer.

Granny waited up Thursday evening until DJ got home about 9:30 so she could kiss the boys goodnight, and went to bed. DJ and Jamie spent the next hour and a half, sitting at the kitchen table, doing homework and munching on cookies and milk. They finally made it to bed about 11:30, cuddled up and fell asleep shortly.

(to be continued...)

Coming in Part 20

DJ and Jamie start moving Bryan

Doug and Joe dance to a special song

Randy and Daryl announce their Party

Steve and Valerie need a 'kid sitter'