Chapter 10: Fear And Conjecture

Open Field, Ridgemont High School, Felton Dr., Fallon Creek, Michigan...

Cold air surrounded a very nervous and out-of-his-depth Casey Peterson, as he found himself standing in the middle of a grassy field in a bid to get credit for P.E. class. He was dressed in the same short sleeve white t-shirt and dark blue shorts as the other boys complete with the school logo on the side of the leg as he moved about the grassy field. There seemed to be a lot of firsts where Rick Channon had been concerned as he had also dressed for physical education and made it his mission to see Casey Peterson eat dirt every chance he got when it came to the physical matchup between the two of them once someone had thrown the ball they were forced to go after. Flag football wasn't exactly Casey's cup of tea so to speak, but he had little choice in the matter given that he was new and needed the credits.

He had not been too thrilled to see that Rick Channon also had the same class and that Rick of all people had been dead set on making his life a living hell as far as Casey had been concerned. The younger boy rolled his eyes when Rick came before him making it clear that he would not be touching the ball any time soon.

Still determined not to be a pushover in his new home, Casey resolved to put up a fight even if it was against all odds. Of course, Rick Channon had been something of a cocky type glaring at Casey as he attempted to scramble along the field to get the ball. He caught up to him with ease showing off his impressive speed and killer instinct that made everyone else stare at him in wonder.

Still determined not to be a target, not even for the likes of Rick Channon in his new school, Casey leaped as high as his legs could propel him beneath the ball and stretched out his arms where he ended up coming into contact with the pigskin ball before he heard the aggressive growl rumble from beneath Rick's throat as he leaped into the air as well no longer aiming for the ball as he was more focused on bringing down Casey who had by some fluke managed to slip passed him while he'd been distracted via his scent. Casey barely noted the blow and having the wind knocked out of him because he'd been more interested in the fact that he had caught the ball and scored.

Cheers went up on account of his teammates, even though they had not picked him and had been placed via their coach but a score was a score in their eyes and at that point, they had finally gotten on the board. Rick's spry muscular body had been something as it pinned Casey even in mid-air causing the unwanted rapid arousal of the younger boy's cock to get his undivided attention. The scent of it had bothered Rick immensely and he ended up collapsing onto Casey a ways away from the field where everyone else had been attempting to make sense of the strange event and the added score.

Despite Rick's apparent superior speed and muscle reflexes, Casey was determined to keep up with him and as a result, surprised Rick by running underneath the ball instead of running away from it as the two of them collided down the field and collapsed toward the edge of the woods where they remained entangled for a short amount of time. Casey closed his eyes as the familiar sensation of heaviness and the intoxicating scent had gotten his attention once before when they had collided on the way to school.

As Casey attempted to make sense of what seemed to be something lasting longer than the few moments everyone else seemed to have little to no question of he could have sworn he felt the expressed sensation of Rick rubbing his already patrolling erection against him. A low growl rumbled from the throat of the seemingly excited older boy and he glared rather murderously at Casey for not only catching the ball but invoking his barely hidden lust at that moment.

"Don't you fucking move," growled Rick in full threat mode as his voice deepened due to arousal. "I can't stand your fucking stench....you think you're so clever with that little catch just to make a fool out of me, but I'm onto you...and you make one wrong move and I'll tear your fucking throat out."

Casey had been about to protest when he saw the flicker of red behind Rick's naturally dark eyes and immediately closed his mouth tightly as the older boy's hips involuntarily pumped against his pelvis inciting a bit back moan from Casey and another growl from Rick. At that moment, the widened eyes of the newest student to grace Ridgemont High had been privy to what seemed to be fangs protruding from the very normal rows of teeth in Rick's mouth and he appeared to be struggling against something that caused his muscles to ripple and flex as he fought against the urges that threatened to take hold of him.

The older boy's heavier body had been a welcome sensation against Casey's despite him not knowing altogether why it had been and as the crowd came rushing toward them, Rick took a moment to pump his hips against the downed younger boy's pelvis once again before inevitably rolling off him enraged about his arousal but playing it off as being sore about Casey making the catch on his watch.

Everything between Rick and Casey seemed to have happened in slow motion as the other teammates rushed them and pulled them apart. Rick shook off the hold of the other boys and very testily made his way toward the locker room and off the field despite winning the overall game. Everyone had been of the mind that Rick was still pissed at Casey for actually making the seemingly impossible catch with him on defense but the new arrival knew there was more to it than that, especially with the way Rick had been pressed against him.

Casey was helped back to his feet as his teammates congratulated him on his impressive catch but as they cheered and patted him on the back, a sweat blasted Casey Peterson's eyes had been fixated on Alarick Channon's retreating form and how he'd taken off like a bolt of lightening when everyone else had not been looking.

There was no way any person could have moved that fast let alone have fangs and flickering eyes when given heightened senses. Thinking back to their odd interactions since his arrival, there was no doubt in Casey's mind that there was something very strange about Rick Channon and no one in the town seemed to have been any the wiser about it.