A short work of fiction depicting an implied sexual act between high school aged males. Comments are appreciated to storyguy22@yahoo.com
Sixteen year old Nolan sat forward in his seat, for all outward appearances giving his full and undivided attention to the speaker standing at the front to the class. And in a way, he was doing just that, though his rapt attention had little to do with what the boy was saying. Instead, Nolan's mind was awash with thoughts of how incredibly good looking the speaker was, and, how amazing he would look naked.
This train of thought didn't disturb Nolan as much as it mystified him given that he had never actually considered himself gay. Was there such a thing as "kind of" gay, he wondered as his gaze drifted over the speaking boy's lithe body, and settled on his crotch, and the intriguing bulges that pushed subtly behind the soft and well washed Levi's he wore. Nolan felt his penis stir inside his own Levi's, as his fertile mind conjured up vivid images of the treasures that he knew lurked behind the faded denim, and he felt it spring to full erection as he clearly imagined himself kneeling before the stunning boy as he opened the fly of the jeans, and tugged them down the boy's legs to expose the rapidly inflating stalk that he imagined so clearly.
Boxers, he wondered, or some kind of sexy little brief that would surely strain to contain what Nolan imagined being a perfect specimen of youthful maleness as it rapidly extended to full erection. In his mind, Nolan paused to savor the vision of the thick penis pulsing with excitement as it pushed angrily at the tiny brief, eager to escape the tight confines of the straining garment. He could actually smell the arousal emanating from the boy, that ever unique and telling scent that depicted sexual excitement, and longing, and he pictured himself reaching out with trembling hands to lightly trace the thick stalk with his fingers before exploring the wide lump of the heavy balls below. In his mind, he heard the sharp intake of breath as the boy flinched slightly at his tentative touches, and then shuddered as Nolan more boldly gripped the rigid penis, and rubbed it up and down.
Nolan lifted his gaze to the speakers very cute face, and he felt a sharp twinge in his gut as he realized that the boy was staring directly back at him as he continued his oratory to the attentive group that filled the suddenly very warm classroom. Did he imagine it, or had the boy actually flashed him a tiny smile as their eyes locked, and held. His erection throbbed in his snug jeans, and he fought the strong impulse to touch himself as he continued to stare at the boy who still appeared to be looking directly back at him. Nolan let his gaze drop back to the crotch of the jeans and his mind quickly reformed the image of the bulging little briefs outlining the thick penis it struggled to contain. Nolan swallowed a small groan as his feverish mind visualized a clear image of himself leaning closer to the bulging briefs, and then extending his tongue to drag it over the impressive length of rigid young cock. Risking a snap glance back at the speakers face, he was certain that he saw the tiny smile flicker once more, and then the speaking boy ceased speaking in mid-sentence for the briefest of seconds, and Nolan could have sworn that the boy had actually shuddered, and let his eyes close for such a brief second that probably no one else in the class had even noticed it.
My God, thought Nolan, was it possible that the boy was tuned in to his thoughts, did he somehow know what Nolan was thinking, and imagining so very vividly? Impossible, he decided, as he again dropped his hungry gaze, and resumed his fantasy, now mentally hooking his trembling fingers under the elastic of the briefs, and then slowly tugging the tiny garment down the muscular thighs. Nolan had to stifle another groan as he visualized the thick erection springing free of the brief to slap noisily against the boy's flat abdomen and the dark swatch of silky hair that nested there. He clearly saw the heavy scrotum dangle between the smooth thighs, plump and bulging with the fullness of the balls it contained, and his tongue slid out to swipe hungrily over his lips as his mouth suddenly flooded with saliva. Unable to resist, he saw himself inch closer to the pulsing erection as the heady aroma of boyish freshness and lust washed over him, and he extended his tongue to slide along the glassy smooth underside of the impressive erection. Reaching the wide knob-like head, it seemed only natural that Nolan circle it with his tongue, and then lick it as his tongue tip pushed into the tiny slit there several times before he simply opened his mouth, and took the thick shaft inside.
Concentrating every iota of his available brain power on this one imagined act, Nolan could actually feel the pulsing erection filling his drooling mouth, as the spongy head plunged into his throat. He was startled by the sudden perception of silence in the crowded room, and his eyes flickered toward the object of his imagined lust that had once again suddenly stopped addressing the classroom in mid-sentence. Nolan could scarcely believe what he was looking at even though it was taking place directly in front of him. The stunning boy who was facing the eerily silent classroom had apparently completely lost his train of thought, and his head lolled loosely side to side as his hips thrust steadily back and forth, mimicking exactly the imagined motions of Nolan sucking his amazing cock. The already vivid image of this boy's thick penis sliding in and out of his mouth became sharper still in Nolan's overwhelmed mind, and his taste buds were actually registering the free-flowing precum that his paramour was delivering in a steady stream as he slurped wetly over the rigid cock. His eyes still locked onto the dazed boy at the front of the class. Nolan couldn't believe the next two events that occurred very nearly simultaneously; the first being that his aching penis bucked strongly in his jeans, and erupted a flood of warm and sticky semen into his underwear at nearly the exact instant that the other boy's soft denim jeans suddenly darkened wetly at the fly, as his cock, too, discharged its copious load.
The nearly loud silence continued to fill the room another moment or two, and there wasn't a hint of movement among the mesmerized gathering, until with a severely loud clanging noise, the end-of-period bell sounded. Moving as if a daze, the class teacher rose slowly from her seat, and murmured weakly,
"Class is dismissed."
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