Disclaimer: This story is from my horny sexual mind. It Is not true, although I wish it was. If you should not be reading this, due to age or whatnot, then STOP! Other then that, enjoy!
I had been watching him all semester, drooling, lusting for him. He had gorgeous green eyes and short wavy brown hair. When he smiled he showed perfect straight teeth surrounded by luscious plump red lips and dimples for days. He had a slim but lightly muscled body and a plump round ass all packed onto a 5` 7" frame. The boy in question is Blake Manor and he was 16, a sophomore. He was one of those popular boys in school, family had money and his girlfriend was a cheerleader. Boys wanted to be him and girls wanted to have him.
Now I'm no slouch, far from it. My family had money also, not as much as Blake's did, but we did more then ok. And I thought I looked pretty good. I'm Billy Blade by the way and I stand at 5' 9", with a slim body, no abs but a flat stomach and small firm pecs. I'm also 16, recently licensed and a sophomore in high school. I keep my black hair at a nice length, just past my ears and straightened. I think it frames my face nicely and shows off my bright blue eyes.
Now of course I was gay, you wouldn't be reading this if I wasn't. My best friend Derek Riddle was the only person who knew I was. He was Bi-sexual, and we recently began fooling around, but he mostly liked girls. He was 5'6" with a body similar to mine, blonde hair and blue eyes.
The bell rang, waking me from my daydreaming. I got up, gathered all of my things and proceeded to head to my locker. I artfully spun the dial to the correct digits and opened the door, putting my things away and grabbing my lunch. I headed for our schools courtyard. It was a beautiful day and I wanted to just sit under a tree and relax. I picked a huge tree in the far corner and settled in, reaching for my turkey and swiss and taking a bite. I had just gone in for a 2nd bite when Derek came walking up, holding his stomach. "Derek, what wrong" I said, standing up." You look like shit man." "Thanks buddy," he said, smiling wryly," I'm super sick dude. My moms coming to get me but I need some stuff brought home. Could you do me a favor and grab my algebra book from my gym locker and get any homework I have?" "Sure Buddy, "I replied sympathetically," I'll drop by after dinner and give it to you." "Thanks. Here's the key. See you then." He said, wandering to the front of the building to wait for his mom.
I sat back down and finished my lunch, making sure to clean up and then I headed for the gym on the other side of the campus. I approached the huge brick building, pulling open the double doors and heading inside. It was empty and dark this period, making the gym sort of spooky. I hurried over to the far side and entered the boys locker room. As I entered the smell of boy and sweat hit me and started to give me a boner in my khaki shorts. I went to Derek's locker and opened the lock using the key he gave me. I grabbed his algebra book, accidently knocking his jockstrap on the floor. I picked it up, and seeing that I was alone, pressed the crotch to my face. It smelled just like Derek, with a hint of the axe body spray he wears. My dick lurched to full mast, tenting my khakis out.
I knew I was alone in the locker room, and seeing I still had 20 min of lunch left, decided to let Billy jr. out to play. I unbuckled my belt and let my khakis drop to the floor, kicking them away. I leaned back and started to massage my bikini brief clad cock. I continued to press Derek's jock to my face, feeling my cock grow harder and leak some precum into my undies, which was absorbed quickly by the fabric. I took off my underwear and sat down on a nearby bench, leaning back and grasping my pulsing shaft in my hand. This caused my dick to lurch out my precum, which I rubbed into the head and used as lube, sliding my hand up and down my 7 inch shaft. The feelings started to overtake me and I began to lick the crotch of Dereks jock as I started to stroke faster.
I layed back on the bench fully, spreading my leg and wetting my finger. I took my finger and started to slowly slide it into my tight asshole. I let out a little moan and slid deeper. Between my finger sliding in and out of my asshole and the jock on my face, I was very close to shooting a huge load on my chest. I sped up my finger and my strokes, feeling tingles intensify. Then it hit me, the greatest orgasm I've ever had, copius amount of boy splooge coating my chest, hand and neck. I gave my prick a few more tugs for good measure and then layed back, exhausted and happy. After a minute of afterglow, I sat up, wiping the cum of my chest with my fingers and licking them clean. I always ate my own load, the taste being sweet and a bit salty.
I stood up, still a bit shaky, and put Derek's jock in his locker. I found my pants, got dressed, grabbed Derek's algebra book and headed for the door. I stopped, remembering the spook gym and decided to go out the back door, next to the coach's office. As I passed by, I noticed all the shades in his office drawn, but the lights on. Thinking this odd and me being the curious scamp I am, I decided to investigate. I approached the door and noticed it was open a crack. I peered in and got the shock of my life! There was Blake Manor, the straight stud of the school and the reason why my cock was hard for 2/3 of the school day, on his knees, holding the coach's very fat and very hard cock. And he was licking it!
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