Connor's Compulsion Chapter 9
Connor's Compulsion – Chapter 9 – Dangerous Territory
In this story sexual situations are depicted involving underage boys which are very graphic, and will
get more extreme as the story unfolds. If you're under the age of 18, or the material is offensive to you,
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In this very short chapter Connor goes further in pushing the limits and he takes a bold step. His erotic
experiences with DeAndre and his growing attraction for him are making this highly sexualized young boy
engage in riskier behavior. Now, let's continue with the story:
Monday morning came, and Connor's mom was surprised to see him come down, fully dressed for school,
almost an hour earlier than usual. "What's up?" she grinned, "I usually have to call you for breakfast at least
three times."
"Um," Connor started, ready to give her his well-rehearsed explanation, "I volunteered to go in early to help
put out the mats for the before school exercise class – just sometimes." He hoped his mother hadn't detected
his lie.
"Well, good for you, Connor," she encouraged him, "Are you joining in on the class? It would be good for you."
"Um, yeah, sure," the boy lied again as he made himself a bowl of cereal. "And, Mom, you don't need to fix
breakfast when I go to school early. Cereal is fine. He added, "I'm riding my bike. The bus won't work out this early."
He made the two-mile ride as fast as he could, arriving at his school a good 30 minutes before classes would begin.
Among the scant morning arrivals at school no one seemed to notice him. He and DeAndre hadn't decided where
to meet, so the self-conscious blonde boy headed for the wing where his locker was located. And there he was,
nodding his approval that Connor had shown up. The black teen walked ahead briskly, and the boy wasn't sure
where he was supposed to be going. At the door of a boys bathroom Connor had never used, DeAndre glanced
up and down the dim hallway to be sure no one was there to see them. The dark-skinned teenager held the door
open and he and the young blonde boy entered the still, quiet bathroom.
"Dis bathroom is kinda outta the way," the hunky teen explained, "It ain't used as much as the others." Then he inclined
his head toward one of the stalls. Connor opened the door and went inside with DeAndre closely following. The black
teen took the trembling blonde boy by the shoulders and guided him to sit on the toilet with DeAndre standing in front
of him. Connor could already see the bulge in the big teenager's pants as he started unzipping. In a loud whisper the
black boy said, "Anybody come in, you lift your feet up so they can't see `em."
Connor was a small boy, only four feet, ten inches tall; and DeAndre stood almost six feet. By bending down a little the
slight boy's mouth could reach the level of the black teen's crotch. As DeAndre began pushing his jeans and stretched
briefs down together the beautiful boy tossed his head to flick his silky blonde hair out of his eyes and said, "Don't shoot
cum all over my clothes. I gotta wear these all day." Just then the hardening black cock flopped out and bumped across
Connor's downy cheek. Without hesitation the boy took the steamy black dick into his soft wet mouth and began to suck.
With one hand the kid started to massage the hefty black nut sack, and with the other he masturbated the shaft beyond
his sucking mouth. The young boy was nervous about doing this at his school, so he didn't want to keep it up too long.
DeAndre's big hands grasped the boys head and pulled forward, forcing his now totally erect cock deeper into the boy's
mouth until it entered the kid's narrow throat. Connor's small hand fell away as the thick penis pushed in even deeper as
he arched his neck to allow the black shaft to bull its way fully into his constricting throat. The tall black teen moaned when
he felt Connor's cute pointy nose press into his flat abdomen and saw his kinky black pubes cover the little boy's lips. He
was very close to shooting his load straight down the kid's throat, but he held the boy's head tighter and backed it off the
shaft until the leaking bulbous head rested on Connor's tongue.
Connor gazed up at DeAndre with watery blue eyes as the black teen resumed his face fucking. This time the massive black
cock was shoved straight back down until the boy had swallowed it all. Over and over the hunky black teenager plunged his
big cock down the helpless boy's esophogus, stretching the kid's lips obscenely around the thick meat. He could actually see
the shape of his big dick shaping Connor's milky white neck as it pushed into the tight throat. Finally he groaned, backed his
cock all the way out of the boy's mouth, and hoarsely whispered, "Open." Connor opened his mouth and thrust out his tongue
under the shiny black glans. DeAndre quickly jerked on the throbbing shaft and placed the head of his rock-hard cock just
inside the little boy's lips just as jets of creamy cum gushed onto the pink little tongue and further into the boy's mouth. Rope
after rope of jism streamed into Connor's mouth, and he was doing his best to swallow it all before it could spill out onto his shirt.
Gulping the last gobs of cum down and licking the black cock clean, Connor said, "Don't pee in my mouth. It'll make a mess."
DeAndre actually smiled down at the gorgeous blond boy and nodded his agreement as he pulled up his pants and zipped.
Then, without a word the black teen opened the stall door and then strode out of the bathroom, leaving Connor hunched over,
alone, on the toilet. He glanced at his watch and figured that he had a little more time. Connor closed the door, yanked his jeans
and small underpants down to release his totally stiff little ivory dick, and started masturbating. Jerking madly, it wasn't long
before the boy felt that wonderful tingly sensation and pulsed to a pleasant dry orgasm. What a morning! He flopped back against
the hard cold plumbing pipes in an uncomfortable, but warm afterglow.
Connor glanced around furtively as he exited the boys bathroom. There were a few black students in the hallway, but no one
seemed to notice that this little white kid was out of place. As he walked toward his locker to get ready for classes, he muttered
to himself, "I shoulda brought my toothbrush, or at least some mints or something." The taste of DeAndre's thick cum load lingered
in his mouth. He hoped no one would be able to smell the semen on his breath as he headed for home room.
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