Author's Note
This is my first published story on Literotica.
The story is set in the mid-1980s so there's no mention of cellphones, laptops, or PCs.
The theme deals with two young men discovering footplay from opposing angles.
I hope you enjoy it!
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01: Gym Session - Stuart Confirms the Pecking Order
Abdul sat on the floor of the large gym hallway, waiting for the gym class to begin. The hall was packed with teachers as well as other students all his or similar age. The teachers discussed what activities they were going to proceed with. Many of the other students spoke to each other loudly and laughed while the teachers were busy making preparations.
Abdul sat with his smaller group of Pakistani friends a little aside from all the other students. They spoke to each other in their Punjabi language, more in their own group, and not mingling much with the louder, English-speaking white kids, especially Abdul. He was a quieter student who stuck to his studies which pleased his teachers but didn't make him many friends.
As Abdul sat there talking to his friends, restricting himself to talking to only them, and kind of just wishing class would get started, he felt a small weight on his right shoulder. His first thought was that it was a pat on the shoulder - perhaps from a teacher or maybe just from another student who wanted to do that to him arrogantly, because they knew they could get away with it with the reserved Abdul.
Abdul turned his head to see someone's white-socked left foot just casually using his shoulder as a footrest. In the process of turning his head, Abdul had inadvertently let the white-socked foot scrape his face and nose, catching a faint musky whiff of cotton and sweat, feeling the warmth too. He turned his head some more, got a face full of the socked foot, and saw that it belonged to one of his fellow students, Stuart. He had noticed Stuart when he first walked into the hallway. He was exempt from class that day due to an injury, but he was still present in the hallway anyway, sitting on a chair, unlike all the other students who were sitting on the gym floor. Stuart was in his green school uniform, shoes off, and wearing a pair of white socks.
Abdul and Stuart were both similar in age, Stuart, 18, and Abdul, 19, and were in the same class at the same school but there was nothing much else in common between them. Abdul was bulky, 6ft 1, 96 kg much of it coming from his lardy waistline, and had rather clumsy, wide, size 14 feet. He had center-parted, jet-black, wavy hair, which he liked to keep long down to his shoulders. It almost looked like the mane of a lion, giving Abdul an outwardly mean, gangster look, not least in combination with the pock-marked skin of his face and his overall very hairy body.
In contrast, Stuart was compact and very athletic, near hairless smooth-bodied, tan-skinned, 8-packed Adonis standing at 5ft 7, 71 kg nearly all of it from lean, toned, hard muscle with near zero fat on his body, and possessing shapely size 8 feet. Stuart had short, dark brown hair which he kept swept back with some of it spiking up a little at the front of his head, and striking, vivid, and large emerald-green eyes. His eyes seemed disproportionately large on his boyishly smooth handsome face but it only enhanced his appeal to the girls.
While Abdul was shy, quiet, and reserved, Stuart was the complete opposite - loud, assertive, and overflowing with confidence. And while everyone would describe young Stuart as a "boy" or "kid, Abdul, though only a year older, was always referenced by others as a "man".
To his buddies, Abdul was known as "Big Abdul" due to his imposing size and bulk. This helped boost Abdul's confidence in his self-image. It gave him a sense of something macho about him. He might be quiet and shy in a lot of ways but at least he was not some teeny, wimpy-looking teen. Oh no! He was this "
Big Abdul"
- someone, to his mind, no one should dare mess with beyond a certain point. Either to further boost his macho image or just because he felt it looked cool on him, Abdul also always wore a hefty, brass necklace chain, around which was strung an equally hefty brass locket medallion, on the face of which was inscribed some Arabic word in a stylish script.
Sure enough, these two aspects about Abdul - his imposing height and bulk, coupled with his brass medallion, and the fact his nick was "Big Abdul" did indeed all add up to give Abdul a semblance of at least some street cred and he secretly enjoyed this fact. It served as a counterbalance to his otherwise meek personality, which unfortunately made him the target of some bullying.
Abdul looked up at Stuart's chiseled, handsomely boyish face, peered into the teen stud's vivid emerald eyes, saw him absent-mindedly chewing gum, and looking indifferent to the fact he was publicly, and so casually, using the much bigger Pakistani student as his powerless little human footstool bitch like it was just something he had the right to do and it didn't matter that Abdul wouldn't appreciate it. The two kids then made more intense eye contact, Stuart giving Abdul a dismissive look, almost looking oblivious to the fact that he was using bulky Abdul as his human footstool.
Abdul didn't know how to react at first. He had had problems with other students treating him in ways that he didn't like in the past but this was definitely the most humiliating. Stuart was an athletic kid and Abdul wasn't sure how much he wanted to physically challenge the much shorter and smaller, but undoubtedly stronger student.
Abdul looked in another direction to see one of the female gym teachers, Mrs. Redden, who he thought was kind of hot, walking towards them. He had a bit of a crush on Mrs. Redden since she showed him more attention than any of the girls in his class, so he was a bit embarrassed that she was going to see Stuart doing this to him. But another part of him was glad that she was going to see it so she could at least put a stop to it.
She looked right at it happening so she definitely saw it, Abdul was sure of that. But she also looked busy, and a little stressed out, so she walked right by not thinking much of it. Breaking up one 18-year-old student picking on another in a non-violent way was not on her agenda when things were so busy.
A guy student bigger than both Stuart and Abdul noticed the event. Abdul wondered if he would laugh at it or, hopefully, get Stuart to stop but he didn't seem to care either. Two cute white girls walked by laughing. Abdul didn't know if they were laughing at him, but he didn't like it either way.
