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I pulled up to the school at 5:30. I always arrived for theatre rehearsals an hour or so before the others, mostly because I didn't want to be around my family. Normally no one, including the director, showed up till 7 when practice started, so I had to go around to the school's secondary entrance and walk all the way through the small, Texas school. I hated the halls. They were covered in football and basketball recruitment posters, as if we were actually good in such things. We sucked. I would go to the games and watch us lose every time. The only upside was how hot the sweaty, muscular jocks looked in their tight, blue uniforms. So all in all, everything was good. Besides that jocks never gave me the time of day because in their hearts they suspected what I was. Gay. I had known it for years. Even before puberty I had caught myself staring at half-naked men in magazines while at the supermarket. I had tried to convince myself I merely admired the human form, but once I started to develop to jack off, my fantasies were only of hot, muscled men.
As I entered the classroom behind the stage, I noticed that Tyler had already arrived. Tyler had been a recurring member of my jack off fantasies. His 17 year old, well-defined, slim basketball player body was covered in a layer of sweat.
"Hey, Tyler. What are you doing here so early?"
"Just got done with practice and I don't have a ride home before rehearsal. Looks like I'm going to be nice and stinky for our hugging scene."
He laughed and I replied with a fake, sensual tone. "Good. That's the way I like it."
The reason Tyler was often in my thoughts when I came was because of our conversations like this. Even though he was a jock he didn't treat me like crap. We could joke around and say stupid things like this without him ever thinking I was gay. Or so I thought.
Out of nowhere, Tyler asked, "Are you gay?" I was done trying to hide it.
"Between you and me?"
"Yeah"
"Yes, I am."
"Oh okay." He smiled and looked at me. "I mean I'm okay with it and will keep your secret."
"Well, thanks." I was shocked he was acting so nice about it.
A devilish grin appeared on his face. "If you do something for me."
"Oh no," I thought, "He's going to make me clean his room or do his homework. He doesn't care. He just wants a slave." And a slave was what he wanted, but in a different way.
"I'll keep your secret, if you suck my cock. When I want it. Where I want it. How I want it. And in exchange, I'll kiss you with the same terms. Deal?"
I almost fall down. I was so shocked. How could a straight guy want me to suck his dick. I wasn't unattractive, of course. I looked like a jock from my exercising and had a nice, young face for a 16 year old, but still. And the fact that he would kiss me with his beautiful pink lips whenever and wherever. I was almost too shocked to answer.
"Deal."
"Good. Now lets start this deal. I want you suck my big pecker in the dressing room." He was already grabbing his crotch where an obvious bulge was showing in his blue basketball shorts.
We went into the guy's dressing room. It was a small hallway with mirrors on one side and curtained off rooms for changing. We into the furthest room. "Sit down," Tyler ordered as he looped his fingers in the waist of his shorts pull them down in one motion. He was standing there with only his thin, black compression shorts keeping me away from his sweaty rod. "Now put the front of your shirt behind your head. You know, like the pornos." I knew what he was talk about and slipped the front end of my red tee behind my head so my chest was exposed. "Now suck my bulge," he said as he laughed and sexually thrust his hips towards my mouth.
Without any reluctance, I took the cloth covered cockhead in my mouth and start sucking on. I licked the head and shaft up and down before kissing its length. His balls were the size of eggs and I took them into my mouth and sucked them. I could barely taste the fabric. I just tasted sweet sweat. I was sucking his balls, I looked up at Tyler's face and he was just smiling. He grabbed my head and pulled it off. "Take them off me," He said. I took my hands and put them under the waistband while gripping his firm ass. He clenched it in my hands rubbed his wet crotch on my face. I looked into his eyes as I lowered the compression shorts to his ankles then looked down at his package.
His cock shaft was a shade darker than the rest of him, but the shining head, wet with precum, sweat and my saliva, was as pink as his lips. But I was more suprised at the length. It hadn't looked longer the average dick in his underwear, but I know it had to have been extremely confined because it immediately hardened to eight inches and pointed straight at me.
"You better take it all, or I'll tell the football team, and they won't want your mouth, they'll want your ass." I smiled up at him.
"Don't tempt me."
Then I licked the slit of his dripping cock and tasted his sweet, clear precum. It was so tasty and energizing. Without a second thought, I took the fat head in my mouth and started sucking as I licked all around it and flicked it slits. I moved my lips further down the shaft so I could circle the glans with my tongue. I repeated this process for about a minute before I started sucking up the rest of his cock. I slowly made my way down till I felt his pubes on my nose, and his ball hair on my chin. I then bobbed up and down the entire length, taking the whole monster, with its massive girth and length, each time. Pretty soon, Tyler took his rough hands and placed them on both sides of my head to steady it.
Tyler pulled all the way out and said, "Keep it open just like that." Then he rammed his cock into my face and fucked my mouth like a girl's cunt. He wasn't gentle or slow and he didn't cum quick. He had to have been stuffing my face for 45 minutes, with his balls slapping my chin and throat each time, before we heard the door to the outer classroom open and shut. Tyler looked down at me and pulled out so only the tip of his head was in my mouth. With a stifled grunt, he shot 7 ropes of salty, thick cum on my tongue. He put his underwear and shorts back on before whispering, "Don't swallow that until I'm out of the dressing room."
"Wait," I said with a mouth full of his seed. I stood up and took his head in my hands and kissed him, giving him some of his cum. "I wanted a kiss. And don't swallow that until you're out of the dressing room." He smiled and nodded his head. After he left, I swallowed my portion of the salty treat and fixed my shirt and cleaned up. I looked in the mirror and smiled. I was going to enjoy this new deal.