Ambushed Part 3

Ambushed Part 3
by Ricky Stratton
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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