Life at Omnicianni Academy

Chapter 2

Chapter Codes: mf rom teen coll cons het

When Maxim went to meet Daniela for their mixed doubles practice after his physicals, he saw Daniela talking with Marlene Granville and Andy Taylor at the courtside.

Maxim and Andy were long time rivals. They competed in everything they both participated in, including Marlene, whom Andy had won. They’d beaten each other in different tennis matches, but Maxim held the edge in the overall statistics. Maxim couldn’t remember the last time he’d had a conversation with Andy in which they didn’t exchange the ‘F’ word at least once.

Marlene was the same age as Maxim, but she had a baby face which made her look much younger. She wasn’t particularly beautiful, but she looked very sweet when she smiled. She also blushed very easily. Maxim loved seeing the contrast of her dark brown hair and brows against a slightly reddish face. Unfortunately, because of Marlene’s relationship with Andy, Maxim didn’t get many opportunities to make her blush.

Maxim walked over and whispered in Daniela’s ear, “Don’t tell me we’re practicing with them.”

Daniela chuckled and winked at him. Even though Marlene and Andy couldn’t have heard him, Marlene had an extremely embarrassed expression on her face, and Andy glared at him. Fortunately Sanchez came along shortly afterwards, so the embarrassment didn’t last for long.

Andy had been pairing with Marlene since they became an item nearly a year ago. However, Maxim found it amusing how they could possibly succeed. Typically, in a mixed doubles duel, the players would concentrate on attacking the weaker opponent -- in most cases the girl. That was not what Andy was doing in their practice match. He always hit the ball at Maxim, which wasn’t a very bright idea. Maxim was a serve-and-volley player, and his volley skill was among the best at the Academy, even better than many of the older students.

Sanchez shook his head when he called a break. He had been coaching these players for quite some time and knew them pretty well. “That’s it for today,” he told them. “We’ll do it again on Saturday morning.”

Maxim went to the court on Saturday half an hour earlier than the appointed time as he didn’t have a schedule before that. He started practicing his serve. When Daniela arrived, she saw a funny sight. Elena was standing at the receiving end, swinging her racquet as the powerfully served balls bounced past her, or dodging them when they came too close to her. Daniela laughed briefly before she pulled the little girl off the spot. Maxim also stopped as his supply of balls had run out.

“You shouldn’t have asked her to stand there like that,” Daniela shouted at him. “You could’ve hurt her.”

“I didn’t ask her to,” Maxim chuckled. “She wanted to. She wanted to see if she could hit one.”

“Did you?” Daniela turned to Elena. “And could you?”

Elena nodded, and raised a finger. “First one. He made it easy for me.” She then shook her head. “Then none. Too fast, too hard, too sharp.”

Daniela chuckled. “Don’t feel bad,” she told Elena. “I can rarely hit them either unless he makes it easy for me.”

Elena smiled at her, then started picking up the balls scattered around by her racquet while Maxim did the same at the other end of the court.

Soon the other pair of the mixed doubles arrived. Maxim stifled a laugh when he saw them. They weren’t Marlene and Andy. They were Rudy Pecor and Joanna Herring; both belonged to the 14 division. Apparently Sanchez had split the problematic pairing.

Both Rudy and Joanna were slim, almost skinny, and they were both entering the 16 division after their birthdays in a few months’ time. It was probably why the coach had decided to put them together for practice. They had some warm-ups until the coach showed up. Elena had already left for her own scheduled practice.

Interestingly, the girl at the other end of the net did a better job in her returned serves than her male partner, even though Maxim had toned down his serves. They repeated the tactical moves and listened to the coach about his plans which he drew up for both pairs alternately.

During a break, Maxim asked his partner, “Are they also practicing with the fourteens?”

“Yeah.”

Maxim chuckled, then sighed.

“Yeah,” Daniela also sighed. “It would be better if we could all practice with opponents of our divisions. I think they’ll benefit more.” She pointed at the other pair who were still talking with the coach.

“Rudy has to improve on his returns,” he said.

“Yeah,” Daniela said, and then tapped his arm as the coach waved at them. “Get up. Break’s over.”

They practiced for another hour before the coach finally called a halt to it. The two pairs went to lunch together. During lunch, Rudy asked them, “Want to go to movie together in the evening?”

“I can’t,” Daniela said. “I’ve got plans already for this evening.”

Rudy looked at Maxim while his partner was silent. His eyes looked pleadingly. “What about you, Max? Are you going out with Lynn?”

Maxim knew he was trying to ask his partner out but she hesitated. “Well,” he said. “Lynn’s on tour. But I’m actually going to a movie. You guys can join me. We can watch different ones.”

“Why different ones?” Joanna asked.

“Jo, are you interested in watching ‘The Nightmare Before Christmas’?”

Joanna chuckled. “I thought you were going to watch an adult movie,” she said. “Who’s going with you?”

“Apparently his little sis,” Daniela said, smiling.

“You have a little sis here?” Joanna said. “Oh! You mean Elena?”

Maxim chuckled. “Who else?”

A mischievous smile appeared on Joanna’s face. “I think I might like watching a family animation,” she said while glancing at Rudy.

“I think I may, too,” Rudy said, half-relieved and half-reluctantly. “What time are we going?”

“Five-twenty matinée,” Maxim said. “The next show is at seven-fifteen and a little too late for her.”

Maxim laughed in his heart when he noticed that Joanna spent more time playing with the little girl than allowing moments for Rudy. He wondered how long it would take for Rudy to get into her pants, and if he ever would.

A couple of weeks later when Maxim talked with his mother over the phone, he mentioned Elena.

“Yeah,” his mother said. “I know. She’s Ivan’s daughter and she’s also at Omni.” His mother always used her own abbreviation to indicate the Academy.

“Do you think she and her dad can join us for Thanksgiving dinner? She has never been to a real one.”

His mother chuckled. “I’ll talk it over with your dad.”

Sanchez gave Maxim and Elena a ride home for their Thanksgiving break. When they left the coach’s car, Maxim’s mother was already at the front door to welcome her only child and the little girl she had only heard about.

Maxim hugged and kissed her mother, introduced the kid, dropped his bag, and went into the kitchen for a drink as the older and younger Russians began talking in their native language. The two fathers would be joining them in a couple of hours.

Mr. Mushtakov looked more like a scholar than a busboy. Elena told Maxim her father used to be a laboratory supervisor back in Russia. On the other hand, Maxim’s father looked more like a bouncer than a restaurant owner. This again was deceiving because the only occupation his father had ever been engaged in was cooking. Both the fathers were tall men -- well over six feet tall. This obviously ran in the family as even at the age of 15 years old, Maxim himself was already six-foot-one.

Also joining them for the dinner was his uncle’s family. The uncle lived at the other side of the city, and the two families only met a few times a year, Thanksgiving being one of these occasions. Even though his twin cousins were of similar age to Maxim, they were born in Russia and they spoke Russian well. Maxim was the only one who couldn’t speak the language; therefore he never really enjoyed this kind of gathering.

Maxim went up to his room after the dinner. He called up Lynn while the others were talking in the family room. She had gone back to her home in Denver following her week tour in South Carolina. Lynn couldn’t talk for long as she was just about to have her dinner. Maxim then began calling his local friends. Alan Richardson, his best friend from a few years back, told him they were having a party on Saturday evening, and invited him to it.

Maxim wouldn’t be able to make it though. Since Elena’s father worked more than twelve hours a day at the restaurant, Maxim was supposed to look after his kid friend during her stay in San Francisco. It was an arrangement he had agreed on when they made the decision to bring the little girl to their Thanksgiving dinner. He tried working out some alternatives but to no avail. They eventually settled for a movie the following day as Elena’s father had a half day and was taking her shopping.

The next morning Maxim told his mother how he was going to spend his day. His mother gave him some pocket money before she went to work at her husband’s restaurant. Maxim then called up Alan, telling him he was coming over to his house.

“We’ve moved,” his buddy said over the phone. There were female voices in the background. “I forgot to tell you. We’re now on the other side of the park. Why don’t we meet at McDonald’s?”

Alan was with two girls when Maxim found them at the fast food restaurant. At the time they first befriended at grade school, Alan was taller and bigger than Maxim, but it was the opposite way now. Alan still looked very healthy, but the intensive physical trainings Maxim had been receiving made him outgrow his buddy in this department.

Maxim recognized the face of the brunette with very curvy hair. She had been at the same school as the duo. From her behavior, she now was apparently Alan’s girlfriend. Maxim didn’t know the other girl, who was also a brunette with long hair but had more freckles on her face. She also looked a little younger.

“Have you met Lacey before?” Alan asked Maxim, as his girlfriend smiled at him.

“Yeah,” Maxim said, and smiled back at her. He didn’t mention that he had no idea what her name was.

Alan pointed at the other girl. “Her sis Katy.”

While Katy smiled at Maxim, Lacey added, “She also plays a little tennis.”

“Nice,” Maxim said to Katy. “Are you on the school team?”

Katy shook her head. “Couldn’t make it,” she said. “Hopefully next year. Do you go to many tournaments?”

“Yeah,” Maxim said. “Well, not many in October and November, but December’s gonna be busy. Eddie Herr, Orange Bowl, and then the Fiesta Bowl after Christmas.” He omitted the fact that he had very little chance of being accepted into the Orange Bowl.

There was an admiring look on Katy’s face. “I wish I could go to one of them, even just to watch.” She chuckled along with the rest of them. “How’s life at the Academy?”

“No life at all,” Maxim said with a grimace. “It’s more like hell.” He laughed with them before going on, “We get up at six. We go to school in the morning. We have drills and physicals in the afternoon. We study in the evening. If they find lights on in your room after ten, you and your roommates will clean the halls for a week.”

His audience burst into laughter again. “I surely don’t want to go there,” Alan said, still laughing.

As they walked to the cinema, Katy said to Maxim with another admiring look, “I like your tan. Looks so healthy.”

“You’ve got a healthy tan, too.”

She shook her head. “I get too many freckles from the sun. I have to wear sunscreen and stay away from exposing myself too much.”

“Nah, Katy, you’re very pretty,” Maxim said with a smile. “And your freckles are the beauty spots on your face, do you know that?”

It seemed that Katy didn’t get very many compliments about her freckles. She gave him a flattering smile. “Thanks,” she said. “Hmm, how old are you, Max?”

“Fifteen. You?”

“I’m fourteen. Well, Max, do you think we can play together? Maybe you can teach me something.”

“I’m going back on Sunday, and I’m kind of tied up tomorrow.”

There was a brief flash of disappointment on her face. “Oh. Okay. Girlfriend?”

“Nah,” Maxim said. “She’s only nine. She’s my schoolmate.” He gave her a teasing smile and went on, “Do I look like I have a girlfriend?”

Katy chuckled. “Oh, yeah. You’re so cute, you can’t be without a girlfriend.”

“Well, Katy, you’re so pretty, you can’t be without a boyfriend either.”

“Why would I be here following you guys if I had a boyfriend?”

“Well,” he chuckled. “If you can find a court early enough for tomorrow morning, I can make it. Otherwise we’ll have to play when I’m home next time.”

She gave a slight smile. “I don’t think I can find a court tomorrow morning. Are you coming back for Christmas?”

“Yeah,” he said. “Let’s make it before Christmas then. I’ll call you about the dates. What’s your phone number?”

While exchanging phone numbers, Katy asked when she saw him writing with his left hand, “You’re a lefty?”

“Yeah.”

“A guy I used to play with was also a lefty. I found it quite hard to return his hits. Are you at an advantage? I mean, do they have problems with your serve?”

“I have a slight advantage with my serve,” Maxim said. “Especially against those who don’t play against lefties much. But when it comes to hits, it’s even, because most players have a better forehand, and I’ll be dealing with that with my backhand. In the end, it’s all about who’s the most adaptive and who’s the better player.”

“Oh, I see. I’m longing to see your lefty in action,” she said, smiling at him.

While they were in the cinema lounge, Alan pointed towards the video game corner and asked Maxim, “Wanna bet again?” He had a proud smile on his face.

“Sure. Why not?”

Before going to the Academy, Maxim had always beaten Alan in the shooting games. He hadn’t won once since then and it was no exception this time either.

Katy nudged Maxim when she noticed Alan smiling his winning look. “Let me try,” she whispered.

Maxim gave her his coins, and a new duel began. She was marginally beaten. “That doesn’t count,” she pouted. “Let’s have another one.”

Alan shook his head. “Of course it counts,” he said. “And I don’t need a third lot of popcorn. So not unless you’re betting your clothes.”

Lacey giggled and poked Alan as Katy blushed. Maxim created a mental image of the siblings without their clothes and knew he would prefer Lacey as she had bigger breasts. Nevertheless, he wouldn’t mind seeing the little sister naked in front of him either. He chuckled and got a pinch in the waist from Katy.

Originally they had planned to watch Steven Spielberg’s ‘Schindler's List’ but later decided it would be too boring. They settled for ‘The Fugitive’ starring Harrison Ford and Tommy Lee Jones.

When the movie began, Maxim sat on one side of Alan and the sisters on the other. A little later he heard a faint cut and thrust from the other end, and then Katy moved to the seat next to him. “She wants some space,” Katy whispered to Maxim. He knew what she meant, as he noticed Alan was shifting closer towards his girlfriend.

Maxim enjoyed the movie very much. He didn’t attempt his usual intimate cinema conducts with Katy. However, near the end of the movie, he found his arm resting on her shoulder. She was holding his hand when they filed out of the cinema.

“Hey,” Alan said to Maxim when they were outside. “I got some good gungeon at home. Wanna try it?”

Maxim hadn’t smoked pot for quite a long time. Anyone caught using drugs at the Academy would be instantly expelled. He was a little hesitant even though he wasn’t on the Academy’s property. He looked up at Alan’s face and saw another challenging smile. “Sure,” he said. “Folks not at home?”

“Nah. Not until the evening.”

Alan showed his guests to the covered patio outside the kitchen when they got to his home. “I’ll go and get them,” he said, and gestured for Maxim to follow him.

Alan took out a small can from behind some books on the shelf in his room. He then went over to his bed and pulled something out from underneath the mattress. He threw a small package to Maxim. “I don’t know if she’ll do it with you,” he said with a devious smile. “But just in case you need it.”

Maxim chuckled as he pocketed the condom.

“Actually, I think she may,” Alan said as his smile grew bigger. “I’ve taken her out with other guys before. She’s never hit it off so well with them.”

Maxim chuckled again as he followed his buddy down. “Use the basement if you need a place,” Alan whispered to him when they walked past the staircases leading down. They grabbed some soft drinks from the kitchen and went to the patio.

The boys rolled the weeds into a joint and started enjoying it in turn. Maxim saw hesitation in Katy’s eyes when he passed her the nail. “You’ve never tried?” he asked her.

“Yeah,” she said, as Lacey took the nail from Maxim. “But I didn’t like it much.”

When the joint came around to Maxim again just a little later, Katy changed her mind. “Okay. I think I’ll give it another try.”

Maxim passed her the joint. She took a deep breath, then took a drag of the joint, and began coughing straight away. Maxim started patting her on her back as Alan laughed and Lacey took the nail from her sister’s hand.

It was indeed good stuff, and Maxim started getting high pretty quickly. The foursome also began talking and laughing louder. Katy didn’t have more than a few draws, but she was -- or acted like -- as high as Maxim. She had also snuggled up against his chest as her sister was being fondled in front of her.

When Lacey started stroking her boyfriend’s crotch, Maxim hoped the little sister would follow. Katy didn’t, but didn’t protest about his hand either. His hand had slid inside her tank top through the neck opening and had been brushing her breast for a while.

Alan gave Maxim a wink as he got up from his seat, took Lacey’s hand, and went inside.

When Maxim turned back to the girl he had been groping, Katy was looking at his eyes. He leaned forward, and she lifted her face. Their lips met. Katy wasn’t a proficient kisser, but it seemed that she needed a good passionate kiss very badly. She wouldn’t let his lips go.

When their lips finally parted, her face was flushed red and her breaths were very rapid. “Wanna go inside?” he asked.

A sign of hesitation once again showed up in her eyes. “I don’t know,” she said softly. She paused, then asked, “Do you?”

“Yeah,” he said with a dry mouth.

“Okay,” she said in a meagerly audible voice.

The front part of the basement was a loosely furnished family room, with a couch as well as a few beanbags and stools around. A TV set was placed against the wall the couch was facing, and a soccer table on which Alan and Maxim had spent a lot of time was at the far side. The wall was packed with family photos. It was rather dim, and Maxim didn’t have any intention to turn on the light. He led Katy to the couch.

Once on the couch, they started kissing and stroking each other again. Katy wasn’t very keen when Maxim removed her tank top, but she didn’t oppose him either. She however covered her breasts with her hands when he tossed away her loosened bra. Maxim was too horny to find it amusing. He half-forcefully lifted her arms and started kissing her breasts.

Very soon Katy was running her fingers over his naked shoulder and moaned as his lips alternated over her nipples. He also began stroking her thighs through her jeans, until she parted her legs enough for his hand to slip in between them. He started stroking her groin through the thick fabric, feeling her legs part even further.

Katy didn’t resist at all when Maxim finally unbuckled her jeans. But when he started rolling down her panties, she closed her legs in an apparent attempt to hide her womanhood from his eyes, which wasn’t a necessary act at all because of the dimness in the basement. Instead of finding a way to enjoy the view in front of him, Maxim quickly struggled out of his final confinements.

He was reaching for the condom in his jean pocket when he suddenly thought of something, and turned to look at the naked girl lying on the couch with noticeable tenseness. “Are you, uh, a virgin?” he asked slowly.

She shook her head.

He took the wrapping out, and paused. “It wasn’t a good experience?” he asked again.

She shook her head, with an embarrassing smile, and then finally spit out a word, “Hurt.”

It was a familiar situation he had been into when he first had sex with Lynn. And he remembered how they finally got though it. He dropped the wrapping on the floor, and slid down against her. He stroked her arm as he kissed her cheek. Katy raised a hand to caress his neck.

Maxim then directed her other hand toward his hard cock. She giggled softly as she touched him, then slowly ran her fingers up and down his shaft, eventually engulfing his cock in her hand while sliding up and down. He also moved a hand toward her groin and began rubbing her moist womanhood. She gripped his cock and moaned as her sensitive spots were touched, and returned to the feathery glides when his fingers were temporarily off these spots. Both their breaths were getting nosier.

Finally she uttered softly, “I think I want it.”

Maxim would have forced himself on her in a few more seconds. He quickly reached for the wrapping, tore it apart, and rolled the condom over his near-exploding cock. He lay on top of Katy, who had already spread her legs for him.

He swallowed his saliva, forcing himself to take her slowly, as he guided himself toward her wetness, and carefully inserted himself into her. Her warm and tight internal muscles immediately engulfed him firmly. He fought his instincts to thrust crazily as he inched his way to her bottom, and repeating the pace as he pulled out.

It seemed like an eternity, but eventually he felt her muscles loosening, and he picked up his pace. Very soon he was pumping in and out of her in a frenzy. Katy closed her eyes, moaning intermittently, and occasionally raising her hips to meet his thrusts. She alternated this by pressing her palms into his supporting arms and stroking them.

Maxim felt his urge become stronger. He gave her a few more final thrusts, and shot inside her. He waited until his explosions subsided, then leaned down to kiss her. Katy returned his kiss with a great passion, while sticking nearly every inch of her body against his.

When they got dressed and returned to the patio, the other pair were already there. Alan gave him a quick wink while Lacey smiled slyly at them. Katy had some blushes on her face, but she still didn’t hide her passion. She snuggled with Maxim the entire time they were sitting together.

Maxim talked with Katy on the phone on Saturday evening in his bedroom for almost an hour while Elena was watching TV in the family room. He then remembered he hadn’t called Lynn yet, and had another intimating phone chat with her before going down to the family room to take care of his kid friend. They went back to the Academy with Sanchez the following day.

Maxim didn’t see Lynn until after their classes the next day. He met her outside the school entrance and walked back with her to the Academy for lunch. Lynn, however, had another suggestion. “Let’s go to the park instead,” she said.

Maxim was slightly bewildered by this, but he followed her. They went to the small park and sat on the bench. “You know,” she said, while watching some leaves fall from their branches. “You’ve never told me that you loved me.”

“Of course I love you.”

“You have never said it,” she turned to look at his eyes. “In fact you don’t say a lot to me. We don’t talk a lot. We have sex a lot. This isn’t how I want it.” She turned away from his face as she sighed.

“Actually,” she went on before he could respond. “I don’t think you really love me. I think it’s my body that you love.”

“I do love you,” he said and cupped her cheeks in his hands. “We can talk more. We don’t have to do that if you don’t like it.” He leaned forward to kiss her.

Lynn pushed him in the chest. “I have thought about it,” she said, turning to look at the tree again. “Actually, I’ve always been thinking, and the more I think, the more I don’t like it.”

She turned to look at him. Her eyes were wet and red. “Yes, I love it when you have sex with me, but I feel very lonely afterwards, every time. We’re supposed to be soul mates, but you’re never near my soul.”

“Well...”

“I think we should stop,” she said, standing up. “Good bye, Max.”

“Have you met someone else?” he said when she was a few feet away.

She turned around with a stern look at his face. “I meet a lot of people all of the time, guys and girls. I’ve never cheated on you. I don’t even eat or drink with guys alone. You’re the only guy I’ve ever slept with.”

She took another couple steps, then turned around again. “But yes, I talk with many people. And worst is that when I found out I could talk more with them, guys or girls. I go to bed with a less lonely heart. Goody bye.” She turned away and walked out of the park.

Maxim stared at the path that Lynn walked out on for a long while before he strolled back to the Academy. He knew that, like the other girlfriends he’d had in the past, Lynn had walked out of his life. When he returned to the Academy, he saw Elena waiting for him in front of the cafeteria. “Lynn’s not coming?” she asked when he started walking inside after their greeting.

“We just split.”

“Split... split. Oh. I’m sorry.”

“Nah, don’t worry. What’s up?”

“I need help. Homework. But it’s okay. Don’t worry.”

Maxim chuckled, “Let’s find a table.” They ate lunch together and then Maxim went through her academic problems with her.