Ambushed Part 3
by Ricky Stratton
tied2stakes@yahoo.com

copyright 2007 by Ricky Stratton, all rights reserved

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depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are
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Part 3 

The rest of the school day went uneventfully despite
the fact that Jake and his pals occasionally passed
the younger boys in the hallway between classes.  They
exchanged sneers and some unflattering comments but
there was no real action.

When the final bell rang at the end of the day, Ryan
couldn't wait to leave school.  But as he and TJ and
Mickey were walking across the parking lot, Jake
suddenly appeared from between two parked cars.

"Hey Butt-Head, I'm gonna kick your ass," Jake
muttered as he lunged toward Ryan.

"Watch out!" warned TJ and Mickey together but Ryan
was ready.  He easily dodged the older boy but not
before landing a solid elbow to the side of Jake's
head.  The older boy raised his arms allowing Ryan to
follow up with a left, right combination to Jake's
chest and stomach.

"GO RYAN, LET HIM HAVE IT!" cheered on the two younger
bystanders as Ryan complied by head-butting the
fourteen year old in the solar plexus.

"OOOOMPH," Jake went as the air was knocked out of
him. He fell to his knees and Ryan quickly finished
him off with a solid uppercut to the jaw.

"AW MAN, GOOD ONE!" Mickey yelled and Jake fell back
to the ground clutching both the side of his jaw and
his stomach.

Ryan was about to kick the older boy between his
spread legs when suddenly a teacher approached from
the school building.

"OK you guys, break it up," the teacher demanded and
Ryan backed away from the beaten older boy.  Jake
slowly got to his feet as a small crowd onlookers
stood by.

"Jake started it!" ratted out some of the younger
boys.

"Yeah but Ryan finished it!" TJ laughed as he clapped
his buddy on the back.  Ryan only smiled and the
teacher told the boys to break it up and leave school
property.

"YOU'RE GONN GET YOURS PRETTY-BOY!" Jake blurted out
before turning and running away.

"Hey look at the baby run-----and he's two years older
than Ryan," Micky jeered and the other kids laughed.

Finally the crowd dispersed and Ryan, Mickey and TJ
proceeded to walk home.  It was Thursday and Ryan
still had his paper route to do.  Then tomorrow was
Friday, last day before the weekend.

"So what ya doin' later dude?" asked TJ.

"I got my papers to deliver, then I'm gonna just hang
out," Ryan answered.  He wanted to get an early start
on his paper route before Jake got home.  Jake's house
was one of his deliveries and he didn't want to deal
with the 8th grader if he didn't have to.

"Can we come?" asked Mickey.

"Yeah I guess so," Ryan replied.

"Cool, then we can hang out, right?" TJ added, eager
to spend time with his popular best friend.

"Sure.  Maybe we can go back to my house and mess
around," Ryan suggested and the three boys were off.

While Ryan and his buddies proceeded to deliver the
afternoon papers, Jake was at his friend Tommy's house
on the other side of town.  He, Tommy and Alex were
sharing a bottle of beer they stole from Tommy's
father's fridge.

"Dude, we outta be at your house waiting for
muscle-boy to deliver the paper---then we can nail
him," Tommy said.

"Nah, tomorrow we do it.  He's gotta stop anyway to
collect money and then we get him.  Anyways, tomorrow
is better cuz my parents won't be home til late and
Ryan won't suspect anything," Jake explained.

"So cool!" Alex exclaimed and his took a drag from his
cigarette.

"It's gonna be a total ambush.  Poor prettyboy won't
know what hit him, that's for sure," Jake added.

Later that afternoon after Ryan and his friends
finished up delivering papers, the three pre-teen boys
went back to Ryan's house where he had a weight-bench
set up in his basement. TJ and Mickey waited while
Ryan went to his room to change out of his jeans and
tee shirt and into a pair of sweatpants and a cut-off
muscle shirt.

"Aw man, you're lookin' awesome dude," TJ complimented
as Ryan returned to the basement.  His loosely tied
sweatpants sagged considerably on his lean boyish hips
and his firm abdominal muscles were ideally on display
since his cut-off T-shirt had been cropped just below
the ribcage.  A full 6 inches of smooth bare skin
below the navel was also exposed and both Mickey and
TJ had difficulty from staring at the attractive
twelve year old.

"Hey dude, you're gettin' a SIX-PACK'!" laughed Mickey
as he playfully jabbed Ryan's bare midsection as he
had done earlier in the day during gym class.

"You guys can spot me, ok?" Ryan suggested as he went
to the weight bench and laid back on it.  TJ and
Mickey eagerly approached and stood off to the side as
Ryan stretched out his lean, well-defined body before
them.  A bar-bell of weights was resting on the
supports and Ryan reached up, grabbed it began doing a
series of bench presses.

"How much weight is that?" asked Mickey.

"About 125 pounds," Ryan answered as he strained and
sweated from the exertion.

"Awesome!" TJ said as he gazed admiringly at Ryan's
fully exposed midsection.  The boy's firm abdominal
muscles clenched and tightened as he raised and
lowered the weights till finally he slipped the
barbell back up on the supports and took a breather.
As he stretched his bare arms high above his head, his
cropped T-shirt raised higher up his ribcage exposing
the lower portion of his pectoral chest muscles.

"Man Ryan, you have the best body in the whole school,
I bet," Mickey teased as he reached down and boldly
pushed the boy's shirt all the way up to his neck and
proceeded to rub his young hand lightly across Ryan's
damp bare chest.

Ryan enjoyed the attention and let the eleven year old
boy feel his muscles repeatedly.  Finally, he sat up
and pulled off his T-shirt and tossed it to the floor.
Now completely bare-chested, Ryan laid back and
repeated a set of bench presses while TJ and Mickey
watched on.  

"OK guys, I'm done," he said finally as he completed
his workout.

"Aw man, we gotta go home now," TJ went and Mickey
agreed.  Both said their goodbyes, and high-fived each
other as Ryan stood up from the weightbench, his
sagging sweatpants drooping sensuously on his bare
hips.

"See you guys tomorrow ok,  Maybe you can go with me
after school on my paper route.  It's pay day and I
gotta stop and collect," Ryan suggested.

"Nah I can't.  I gotta get a haircut tomorrow," said
TJ.

"Me neither.  I gotta dentist appointment,"  Mickey
added.

Ryan just shrugged and felt a tinge of apprehension at
the thought of having to stop at the stupid Jake's
house to collect $4.50 from his mom.

"Oh well, no big deal.   See ya in school then," Ryan
said as he led his two friends upstairs and out the
front door.

"See ya dude," went TJ as he faked a punch into Ryan's
tight bare belly making him flinch slightly.

"See ya Ry," Mickey waved as the two boys ran down the
street.

END PART 3