This story is fiction. It describes the relationships of some high school teens, including their sexual experiences. If this offends you, or if you are not at least 18 years of age, or if it is illegal where you reside to read such material, you must leave.
Copyright 2008 Charles Hughes, all rights reserved.
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MY HIGH SCHOOL BOYFRIENDS - Number 2 (t/t/M)
Well, I wasn't too lonely when school was over and Josh left. I still had Davie as a friend, and we started spending a lot of time together. We went to movies sometimes, and if we could get into the back row we'd play with each other's dick. And when we were at his house we almost always sucked each other. Only now we were usually naked, and that was more fun since we could touch each other all over.
I had gotten used to Josh sucking on my nipples, but I liked the way Davie did it better. He wouldn't just suck. He'd get my nipple in his mouth and then scrape his tongue all around it, and that would send shivers all the way down to my dick. Sometimes he'd use his teeth a little, to tease and pull a little. He wanted me to try that with him, and he said I got pretty good at it. And we did a lot of 69, which Josh and I hadn't done for some reason.
Summer was about half over, and we had a sleepover at his house. I always slept in his bed with him now. Naked. Davie and I had never kissed before I became Josh's boyfriend -- or girlfriend -- but we kissed a lot now. He was really nice about slowly twirling his tongue around inside my mouth, and we'd kiss for real long sometimes. I think I learned how to do it better with him.
Well, we were kissing that night, and he was hugging me really tight. He'd started doing that. When he pulled away from the kiss, he whispered in my ear, "Will you be my boyfriend, Jimmy?"
I didn't see that coming.
"I love you, Jimmy. I'll be good to you. We'll have fun. I promise."
I figured since Josh hadn't meant the love-forever-and-ever kind of love, Davie also meant the love-for-right-now kind of love. After all, he would be a senior in the fall, and I guess he wanted to have a boyfriend all to himself.
"Then kiss me again, boyfriend," I grinned.
It was like he suddenly put himself into high gear or something. He started with his tongue in my mouth again, but he pulled it out to lick all over my neck and into my ear. He just about washed my ear out with his tongue! And that made me feel like I could just about cum while he was doing it!
"Fuck, you are so beautiful, Jimmy," he muttered.
He kissed my shoulder and then licked under it into my armpit. I loved that. He sucked there for a minute, then he licked to one of my nipples and worked it for a while. His hand went down to my dick and played there. By that time I'd grown some. My dick was a little over four inches, I guess. And I had real pubes, though not a lot of them.
I sighed and ran my fingers though his hair as Davie licked over my belly, through my pubes, and onto my dick. He took it into his mouth, all of it. Yes, this would be a good deal, being Davie's boyfriend. I really liked him a lot. And we knew how to please each other.
He let my dick go and licked down to my balls. They'd grown a little, too, but they were still smooth. I groaned as he moved them around with his tongue, and then I gasped when he sucked one into his mouth. I spread my legs wide open for him as he ran his fingers under me and into my crack. He kept sucking on my ball as his finger slipped into my hole.
Davie had never fucked me. He wasn't supposed to; I was somebody else's boyfriend. Well, now I was his boyfriend. I rolled over onto my stomach and spread my legs wide.
"Fuck me, Davie. Please."
Davie's fingers stroked my ass. "Smooth and soft. And beautiful, Jimmy. God, I've wanted to fuck you for so long!" Then he kissed my ass, once on each cheek and kissed his way into my crack. I reached back and pulled one cheek open a little for him, and I felt his tongue move in to lick at my hole.
"Yea, Davie... eat me, Davie..." I groaned loudly as his tongue moved rapidly around and around. Somehow it was more exciting than it had been with Josh. Davie was different. Davie was my friend. I guess I'd wanted him to do this for a long time. I tried to stretch my legs even wider for him.
His tongue started pushing at my hole, and I wanted him in me so bad! I relaxed it, like I'd learned to do for Josh, and Davie slipped his tongue in just a little. He wiggled the tip of it, and I sighed. I was Davie's boyfriend now, and he could do anything he wanted. His tongue pressed deeper. The fingers of his hands massaged my ass cheeks and held them open. I could feel my ring spread wide open, his tongue lapping at the edges of it and then darting inward. My boyfriend was eating me.
Then he started sucking at my hole while his tongue was still in a little bit. Josh had never done that, and it was a really different feeling. It was like my hole was getting inside his throat, like he was sucking me in. I moaned loud, and he pressed his tongue in even more.
"God, your ass tastes so good, Jimmy," he said when he pulled away.
"Oooo eat me more, Davie. Do it more..."
And he did. My legs were spread so wide apart they almost began to hurt, but I kept pressing my hole at his mouth. I was so wet back there, from his mouth, from my juices, and his tongue just added more.
"Fuck me, Davie... fuck meeee..." I was begging for it.
He pulled me up so I was on all fours in front of him.
I'd been fucked a lot by Josh. It had always been good -- well, after that first time -- and that's want I wanted, that good, full feeling with a hard cock rutting around in me. But Davie was different. He slid his cockhead into me and just held it there a minute. It was hot. It was big. I could feel my ring pulsing around it, so I clenched my ring for him, and he groaned.
He leaned over me, somehow, without getting his cock in any farther, and he reached around and pinched my titties. I hadn't expected that, and it shot through me. My hard dick lurched in the air. When he pinched both of them a second time I groaned, and he shoved his cock in all the way.
He pinched my big titties so hard it hurt when he shoved his cock in me, and I moaned so loud it sounded like I'd been hurt real bad. But, while my titties were sore, my ass was so, so tight around his hard cock. I wiggled on it for him, and it felt like he was poking everything inside me. Then he started fucking me, in and out.
And it was like we'd done it together hundreds of times before. He shoved in, and I shoved back. He pinched my titties, and I begged for more of his cock. Sometimes he'd move his hands back to my ass and slap it a little. That just made it more exciting. It was like he owned me or something. I wanted to be owned by Davie.
I knew when he was ready. I'd sucked him enough I knew his sounds; these sounds were different, but the same somehow. I knew he was about to fill my boyass with his cream. He was pulling on my titties really hard now, and I rammed my ass back on his cock as hard as I could. When he started to cum it sounded like he was gagging on something, but he kept pumping into me until he was all done.
I dropped onto the bed, and he fell on top of me. His dick was still in me, and I sould feel his hot, sticky cum oozing around it and out of my hole. I was too tired to wiggled more, but I wanted to. I think he'd given me lots more cum than Josh ever had.
He rolled me over with him and started to kiss my titties all over. He said he hoped they weren't too sore, that he'd just gotten carried away about how great it was to be in my ass. I think he meant that he'd wanted it for a long time, too. I was sore, but his tongue licked all the soreness out of my titties, and they got hard for him.
That's when he told me again that he loved me. I wanted Davie to be happy with me as his boyfriend, so I told him I'd always do whatever he wanted me to. I told him that I loved him, too. He kissed my face all over, and then we kissed one of those long, wet kisses that I like. After that he held me while his finger fished some of his cum out of my ass, and we took turns eating it.
We were both too tired to do much more that night, so he just held me and slowly jacked me off. I came all over his belly, and we fell asleep.
Davie had been my friend long enough that I knew him pretty well, I think. It wasn't just sex between us. Even though he was a senior that year and I was only a sophomore, we spent a lot of time together. We went to a lot of ball games at school, and it was fun yelling at the team with him.
He was into swimming, too, and we went to some of the swim meets. Then we'd go back to his place, get on the bed, and talk about what we'd like to do to some of the guys on the swim team. One I drew a picture of one of the hot guys on the team. I put him in the speedos they wore, and Davie thought it was really sexy. Then I erased the speedos and drew his dick and balls, like he was totally naked. I drew the dick hard, and we both giggled around at that. We wound up hard, of course, so we'd got into each other's pants and sucked.
Once when I was spending the night with him I asked him if anyone knew that I was his boyfriend, and he said they didn't; that was a secret. I liked that.
"You don't think I'm like a girl, do you?" I asked him.
"A girl?"
"Yeah. Like Josh did. You know, 'girlfriend' and all..."
Davie laughed. "Fuck, Jimmy, you're all boy!" He shook his head a little. "That damn Josh. See, he'd always been a little afraid... you know, somebody finding out about him. He want to be the big shot at school and knew that wouldn't happen if everybody knew he was gay. Fuck him."
"No," I giggled, shaking my head. "I never did."
Davie poked me in the belly.
"And forget about the girlie shit Josh went on about," he said. "Yeah, you got nice big nipples, bigger than most guys, but, shit, man... I love to suck on those hot titties." He grinned. "And I love your big ass..."
He rolled me over and started to eat my hole again. I groaned and spread my legs wide. So I wasn't a girlfriend to Davie. I was a boyfriend. All boy, he said. Dick and ass and everything.
But, best of all, I liked it when he let me fuck him. See, Josh never let me. I was the girlfriend, I guess, and so I got fucked, but Josh didn't want cock in his ass. He didn't even like to talk about it. But Davie was different. He liked me to eat at his hole for a while and then fuck him. He taught me how to roll my tongue all around his hole and then flick the end of it against his pucker. I got used to his taste, but it was his smell that always thrilled me most. It wasn't a dirty smell, because he was always clean back there. Something about it just made me get chills all over. I liked to breathe in real deeply while I ate his ass.
I know I wasn't as good as he was, and I know my smaller dick sure couldn't get in his hole like his could get in mine. But it was absolutely awesome fucking in and out of his butt, feeling his ring nurse at my dick, and cumming so hard for him it felt like I was filling him up.
But then there were those nights when we didn't fuck or suck, either one. We'd just get naked and lay close together, touching each other every place we could reach, rocking bach and forth together. And kissing. Davie was a great kisser. Well, he said I was, too, but that was because I learned how from him. Then, on those nights, we'd jack each other off before we went to sleep.
Everything was a lot better with Davie. I guess that was because we were really friends first, before we were boyfriends. Davie knew what I was afraid of (being called girlie, showering with the older boys after gym, my folks finding out about me, people thinking I'm stupid, and lots of other things). But he also knew what I liked to think about and imagine. Like doing things with the guys on the swim team.
I told him once I'd like to see Mr. Harrison's dick -- he was one of the math teachers. Mr. Harrison was a real hunk, even though he was older, and he was really cute. So we talked about what we'd do with Mr. Harrison, and he told me to pretend he was Mr. Harrison. That was fun.
Davie told me one time he liked impressing younger kids with his big dick. He said once he was out at the mall pissing in the restroom when a kid came in. The kid stared at his dick while Davie was still pissing, so when Davie was through he jacked on it and got it real hard. He said the eyes just about popped out of this kid's head. So I pretended I was a little kid, and Davie showed me his big dick and did things.
We liked to play games like that.
He told me, though, that I should never do anything in a restroom, in school or anywhere else, because it was just too easy to get in trouble. I said jacking off in a john at school was okay, because nobody could see, but he wasn't sure that was a good idea. I told him about this stall in the very back corner behind the library where there was lots of stuff written on the walls, like "Suck my dick" and "I got a big one" and some pictures guys had drawn, too. (I didn't tell him, but I'd drawn a picture of a guy sucking a big dick, with cum spurting out of the dick into his mouth. It was the best picture there. But I didn't tell him about that.) He said to stay away from that place. So I did. He said to tell him if anybody ever messed around with me or caused me trouble.
I usually did what he said because I knew Davie liked me. I mean, he really liked me, not just doing sex with me. He said he loved me when we were doing sex, and I always liked to hear that. Once I told Davie I'd do anything for him. And I almost cried when I said it. Because I meant it, too. He hugged me.
When spring came Davie invited me to come with him to the swimming pool at the country club where his folks belonged. I was excited about it, but I was nervous, too. The locker room and shower room there were lots different than school, though. The locker room had little booths where you could change clothes by yourself, and the showers were in small rooms with doors. You could still see other guys naked when they stepped out of the shower, though, unless they put a towel around themselves.
And there were men there, too, not just guys our age. And sometimes kids, too. I liked to watch the men. Some of them didn't seem to care if you saw them naked, either. I mean, they'd strip off in front of their lockers and put on their swim suits and not even use the booths. Their dicks were a lot different than ours. A lot bigger. Of course, I didn't see any of them hard, though.
The pool was the biggest I'd ever seen, lots bigger than the one in the park. There were three diving boards, and there was a little pool where you could just sit and let warm water swirl all around you. Sometimes there were lots of people around, but sometimes there were just a few. Once when we were in that little pool with the warm water, Davie reached his leg over to me and rubbed my crotch with his foot and toes.
Davie was so handsome in his swimming suit. He looked just as good as the guys on the team at school. I know, because a couple of them swam at the country club pool, too, and I compared them. Davie was the winner. When there were girls around, they all looked at him and flirted, but I didn't really mind. I was his boyfriend, whether they knew it or not.
One Saturday Davie followed me into one of those booths and locked the door. He was grinning, so I knew we'd sex it up some. We'd never done that there before. We stripped, and he had me stand up on the bench in there while he sucked my dick. We could hear other people going in and out of the locker room, and it was really sexy knowing that I was getting a blow job from my boyfriend, and all those other people didn't even know it.
The next time we did it, I got to suck him.
But one time I forgot to lock the door to my booth. It opened. And it was Mr. Harrison! From school. He was naked. I hadn't even seen him at the pool or locker room before.
But the thing is, his dick was uncut. I'd seen a couple before, in the showers, but I'd never seen one before on a real man. Wow, it looked so different. It was pretty long, anyway, even though he was soft, but all that loose skin hanging down from the end of it made me wonder what it would feel like to suck on it. Or just to touch it.
He stepped into the booth and locked the door, and he put his finger to his mouth to tell me to keep quiet. I was nervous and scared. Did he know what Davie and I did in the booths? Why was he naked with me? Did he want to sex with me? I was still in my briefs, but I was sure tented out. His dick began to get hard, too, and it was lots longer than Davie's. I watched as his boner got bigger, and all that soft skin at the end just opened up and let the hard cockhead slide right through. Like his cockhead was peeking out at me.
Mr. Harrison saw I was watching his dick get hard, so he reached down and stroked it a couple of times. The second time he made a little precum ooze out of it. He wanted sex, I knew, and that scared me, too. I'd never done it with a man.
He pulled me to him and held me. I could feel his hard dick against my belly. "You're the prettiest boy in school, Jimmy," he whispered into my ear. "I just can't help this; I want you so bad."
One of his hands slipped down into my briefs and squeezed my ass. Then he pulled my briefs down and slipped his hand around my dick.
"So fucking beautiful," he whispered.
He started to stroke it slowly. He must have noticed that I was shaking, because he put his other hand on my shoulder and smiled while he jacked my dick. I knew I shouldn't do this with a teacher, but suddenly I really wanted to. This was Mr. Harrison, the sexiest teacher in school! I realized I was pushing my dick into his hand. He lowered the hand on my shoulder to my ass and found my pucker.
"Hey, Jimmy, you're slow today!" Davie was just outside the door of the booth!
Mr. Harrison jumped, and so did I. We could hear the lock rattle as Davie tried to open it.
"Hey," he whispered, "you jacking off in there? Let me in."
I'd always done what Davie said to do. Always. I just automatically reached over and turned the lock. The door opened, and there was Davie in his swim suit. He stared at Mr. Harrison, then at me.
Davie stepped in and closed the door, locking it.
"There's nobody out there right now," he said. But he said it quietly. "What the fuck are you doing?"
He was looking at Mr. Harrison. Mr. Harrison stood there, holding his swim suit up in front of his crotch, as if that would hide the fact that he was naked. His dick was still a little hard. He backed up a step, and the bench hit the back of his legs. He sat down hard. His dick got limp again, and all that loose skin at the end covered it.
Davie stepped closer and was looking down at Mr. Harrison. "He hurt you?"
He was talking to me, and I shook my head "no."
Still looking at Mr. Harrison, Davie said to me, "Put your clothes back on; we're going home now."
I always did what Davie told me, so I reached around to the bench behind me for my clothes and got dressed again.
"Look, Davie..." Mr. Harrison started.
"You look, you bastard son of a bitch," Davie said, almost hissing at him. "You leave him alone! You fucking hear me? Bother him again, and you're in deep shit!"
"Don't tell..." Mr. Harrison tried to speak, but Davie interrupted him again.
"Shut up, asshole!"
I was getting a little scared of Davie, now. You don't call teachers "assholes."
"This never happened!" Davie said. "You got it?"
I was still putting my t-shirt over my head when Davie pulled me out of the booth, leaving Mr. Harrison sitting, naked, on the other bench.
Davie kept his hand around my arm all the way out of the building until we got to his car. He drove kind of fast for a minute, then he slowed down. We got to the city park, and he pulled in under some trees and stopped.
"Did he hurt you?" he asked again.
"I said he didn't. I never lie to you, Davie."
"Tell me exactly what happened."
So I did, just like it happened, including Mr. Harrison's hard dick and how he started to jack me off.
"He would have sucked you next," Davie said. He was looking out the windshield, not at me. "Would you have let him?" But he didn't stop to let me answer. "Then he would have fucked you."
I just sat there. Would I have let him suck me? Would I have sucked him? I hadn't had time back in the booth to think about.
"I... I don't know, Davie. I didn't have time... He just started..."
We sat there for a minute. Would I have let him suck me? Of course, I would have!
"Yes," I said to Davie. I would have let him suck me. And I would have sucked him."
Davie turned to me. I was still a little scared.
"You never lie to me, do you?" he asked.
"No, Davie."
He grinned. "Harrison sucking your dick! Damn." He reached over to my crotch and squeezed. I was hard. I wasn't scared of Davie anymore, because he was smiling, but I still wasn't sure what he'd do.
"You know, I always wondered about Harrison. Thought maybe he was gay. But I sure didn't imagine he'd take out after a student." Davie grinned again. "He just couldn't resist you, I guess."
"He said I was the prettiest boy in school," I said. Then I could feel myself blush.
Davie was silent for a moment. "He was right," he said. Then he was silent for a while. "Let's go to my house."
When we got there we went to his room. I figured we'd have some sex, but Davie sat down on the chair at his desk and motioned for me to sit on the bed.
"Do you want him to suck your dick? You want sex with him?" He looked at me.
"Yes." I said it quietly. And it was true. I never lied to Davie.
Davie sat for a moment. "But I won't let him fuck you," he said.
He moved over to sit beside me. "I love you, Jimmy. If that's what you want, I'll fix it up."
I couldn't believe it. I thought Davie was mad at me. I wouldn't have been surprised if he'd told me to go to hell and never come back!
"I love you, Jimmy. You just remember that. He doesn't. I do."
He smiled and ruffled my hair. I always hated that, because it made me feel like a kid. But that time it made me feel good. I hugged him. "I won't love him, Davie," I said. "I'll only love you."
And so he fixed it up. I don't have any idea how he did it, but he did. Neither one of us had Mr. Harrison as a teacher that year, though Davie had had him the year before. All I know is that Davie told me one day about a week later that we were going over to Mr. Harrison's house that afternoon.
He lived in a little house at the edge of town. He answered the door when Davie knocked, and Davie acted like they were old friends. We sat down in the living room, and Davie told me that Mr. Harrison knew the "rules," whatever that meant.
"He's a good cocksucker," Davie said. "Aren't you, Mr. Harrison?"
Mr. Harrison looked at Davie with a funny look on his face. "I'm a good cocksucker," he said.
"Okay," Davie said.
Mr. Harrison came over next to me on the couch. He looked at Davie first, then he asked me, "Is it all right, Jimmy, if I take your clothes off?"
I looked at Davie.
"It's okay, Jimmy; I'm going to stay right here," Davie said.
This would be wierd. Was Mr. Harrison going to get me naked and suck my dick with Davie sitting right there? Apparently, he was, because he pulled my t-shift over my head. He fingered one of my titties and sighed deeply.
"Is it all right, Jimmy, please, if I suck it? Please, Jimmy?"
I nodded.
He leaned in and began to suck on my tittie. He used his tongue slowly at first, and then he licked it faster while it was in his mouth. His hand was stroking my belly. I groaned because it felt so good. Then I looked over at Davie. Maybe I shouldn't have groaned. Maybe I wasn't supposed to like it so much. But Davie smiled at me. It was okay.
Mr. Harrison's face was still at my chest when his hand went to my zipper. He stopped sucking to ask, "Is it all right, Jimmy, if I take your pants off?"
Was it! I was so hard I could hardly wait to get them off. I was really getting into this now, Mr. Harrison sexing me up while Davie sat there and watched. I kicked my shoes off while he was unzippingme; I raised my ass so he could pull my pants down and off.
He yanked my briefs down and then stopped suddenly. "I'm sorry, Jimmy. I'm sorry. Please, is it all right if I take your underwear off?"
I nodded, and then I realized what was happening. Somehow Davie was making Mr. Harrison ask me about everything he wanted to do, to make sure it was okay with me. How was Davie doing that? But I didn't think about that too long, because my dick sprang up almost into Mr. Harrison's face.
"Oh, my god, oh my god," Mr. Harrison moaned. "It's so beautiful, your dick, Jimmy. Such a wonderful young dick. Oh, please, please let me suck it, Jimmy. Please."
I was feeling pretty good by now. "Suck my dick, Mr. Harrison. Eat me."
I grinned at Davie, who was grinning right back. But I groaned when Mr. Harrison did just what I had said. He practically swallowed my dick. I was completely in his mouth, and it felt like he was eating. He was moving my dick all around inside his mouth. One of his hands started to play with my balls. He hadn't asked if he could do that, but that was okay.
I spread my legs really wide, and Mr. Harrison moved from the couch to kneel on the floor in front of me.
"Please, is it all right if I suck your balls, Jimmy. Oh god, please."
"Suck my balls, Mr. Harrison. And lick them all over."
And he did. I put one foot up on the couch and opened my legs a little wider. He pushed his face into my crotch, and I could feel his tongue all over me down there. I just lay my head back and groaned. He was good.
"Stop, Mr. Harrison," I said. I looked down at him.
He stopped and looked up. Then he looked over at Davie. Davie shrugged. I think that meant I was in charge.
"You can't eat me anymore, Mr. Harrison, until you tell me if you've ever sexed with another boy at school." I stopped. That would include Davie. I wasn't so sure I wanted to know about that. "I mean, another young, pretty boy, like me."
"Never," Mr. Harrison said immediately.
"Have you jacked off thinking about boys at school?"
He swallowed. "Yes."
"Take out your dick, Mr. Harrison. No, just take your pants all the way off."
It seemed he was eager to do this. In just a second he was kneeling in front of me in his t-shirt, briefs and socks.
"Get naked, Mr. Harrison," I grinned.
It only took him another second. I thought he'd be really hard by now, but his cockhead wasn't all the way out of that foreskin. But it was sure starting to peek at me!
"Now suck me some more," and I put my other foot up on the couch. Both legs were as wide open as I could get them, and I watched his head as he worked at my crotch.
I made him suck my dick and my balls, back and forth for a while. I didn't want to cum yet, because this was so much fun. When I looked over at Davie, he had his dick out and was stroking it. I don't think he would have done that if he hadn't already done something with Mr. Harrison.
Finally, I lay back on the couch some and pulled my legs all the way up and held them against my belly. "Eat my hole, Mr. Harrison. Eat my ass."
He looked over at Davie.
"No fucking," Davie said.
Well, I guess that was part of the "rules." But that was okay. Because Mr. Harrison found my pucker right away and started licking it like he'd needed a boy's puckhole for ages and ages. Man, he was good. He got his tongue in, too, and tongue-fucked me for a while. I didn't tell him not to, because that wasn't the same thing as fucking.
Finally, I just couldn't take it any longer. I told him to stop. I sat forward on the couch.
"Stand up," I said. His hard cock was right in front of my face. It was dripping. He was really in great shape, but all I could look at was his big dick. It had to be at least eight inches long. Maybe that's why Davie wouldn't let him fuck me, because he was too long. I think it would have hurt.
I held his dick while I licked his cockhead and tasted his precum. It wasn't as sweet as Davie's, but it was nice and smooth. I started sucking it, and he moaned.
"Oh my god Jimmy yesss... oooooo yesssss..."
Either Mr. Harrison hadn't been sucked in a long time, or I was really doing an outstanding job. Of course, I'd had Davie to teach me. I sucked and licked for a while, playing with his balls.
Then I held his cock away from my face a minute to look at it. All that puckered skin from the end was stretched tight around the bottom of his cockhead. I licked at it and kind of pulled a little with my lips. He groaned when I did that. Then I went back to sucking.
I pulled away when I thought he was ready to cum. I scooted up to the edge of the couch. I had an idea.
"Now, jack off and shoot all over my dick," I said. I was so excited at the thought of Mr. Harrison's cum on my dick, I was shaking.
But he did exactly what I told him. He jerked on that big cock for just a little bit, and then he moaned. He shot the first of his cum right on the base of my hard dick, some of it landing in my sparse pubes. He shot several more times. I was holding my hand under my dick, and some of it landed there, but my dick wound up getting covered.
When he finished, he just stood there, his legs spread a little, panting. I smeared the cum on my hand over the bottom of my belly.
"Clean me up, Mr. Harrison. Lick it all up, and suck it off my dick."
His tongue was really hot on my belly, but he must have been anxious to get to my dick because he cleaned my belly really fast. Then he licked all over my hard dick. That was so hot, watching him lick his own cum off my dick. But I needed a lot more than that.
"Now suck me, Mr. Harrison. Suck me until I cum in your mouth."
He groaned like he'd been waiting for this forever. He sucked me in real fast, and he sucked me all the way back to the back of his mouth. He used his tongue a lot, and I didn't said anything else. I didn't need to. He knew just how to suck. I couldn't say anything, anyway. It was just too hot! He had his hands on my thighs and squeezed them now and then, and I twisted and moaned like my whole body was on fire.
"Davieeeee... gonna cummm... in his mouth... ooooo..."
Mr. Harrison started to suck faster when he heard that. And I exploded. I shot really hard and fast.
"Aw fuck yeaaaaaa..."
I shoved myself into his mouth as I shot my cum. It felt so good it almost hurt! Finally, all I could feel was just the last drops of it oozing out. Mr. Harrison sucked and licked and cleaned my dick off without even being told what to do.
I collapsed back onto the couch and watched him clean me. I had never imagined I'd get sucked by a teacher! And Mr. Harrison! Harrison the Hunk! I looked over at Davie. He was naked. At some point during all that, Davie had taken all his clothes off. I smiled at him. I couldn't grin. I didn't have the strength.
Mr. Harrison finally sat back on the floor, breathing hard.
"Thank you, Jimmy." It sounded like he was saying something he'd memorized. He wasn't looking at me; he was looking at the floor. "You're the prettiest boy in school, and the sexiest boy. Thank you for letting me suck your lovely dick."
Then he looked up at me. And then I could grin. And I did. Harrison the Hunk had sucked me off! He smiled back.
"Jimmy, come over here," Davie said. "Harrison, on the couch."
Davie pulled me up on his lap, facing him. I could feel his hard dick at my crack. He pulled me to him and kissed me. "I love you," he whispered in my ear. I was certain Mr. Harrison couldn't hear that.
But Davie spoke to Mr. Harrison next. "You touched my boyfriend when you shouldn't have," he said. I let you suck him because he said he wanted that. But now you have to watch this. This is what you wanted, and this is what you'll never, ever get. Deam about. Long for it. But you'll never get this."
I knew immediately what Davie was going to do. He was going to fuck me in front of Mr. Harrison! I suddenly felt so horny again. Davie wrapped his arms around me, and we kissed one of those wet, deep kisses. He stood up while he still held me and carried me down to the floor.
"On your knees, Jimmy. So Harrison can see everything."
I turned myself sideways to Mr. Harrison. When I glanced at him, his eyes were big and fastened on my ass. It was mine, and Davie wanted it. He was my boyfriend, so he got what he wanted.
Davie knelt behind me and began to eat my ass. I lay my head and shoulders down on the floor and felt his face push into me. I loved his tongue back there! He was going slower than usual, though, and I knew that was so Mr. Harrison could see everything.
I heard a groan from the couch.
"No!" Davie's voice was sharp and loud. I looked over at the couch. Mr. Harrison had his hand around his cock, and it was dripping.
"You don't touch your cock!" Davie said. "I told you! You fucking watch, and that's all! You touch that cock and everybody at school will know you came on to me! I swear! This is your punishment for messing with my boyfriend, you cocksucker!"
Davie's voice softened a bit, and he stroked my ass as he continued. "You wanted a boy's ass, and the boy wasn't your's to have. He's my boyfriend. You would have hurt him, and I allow that. I would have had to hurt you. Jimmy wanted you to suck him, so that's why you got his dick. But his ass is mine. You watch. You just fucking watch and don't touch anything."
Davie went back to eating my hole. He was always good, but this was so hot, doing it front of Mr. Harrison. With Mr. Harrison wanting to do everything Davie was doing. Davie was right. Mr. Harrison was a good cocksucker. (I wonder if he was telling the truth about not sucking anybody else at school...) And he has a great dick. But I didn't want it in my pussy. My ass. That's for my boyfriend, my Davie...
And I had just gotten that though in my mind when I could feel Davie's cockhead at my hole. I moaned and leaned back to it. He opened my entrance and my hole grabbed his cockhead and held it tight.
"Awwwww fuck Davieeee... yesssss..."
"Damn, Jimmy... so hot, tight. God, I love you, kid..."
And he began to fuck me. He did it slowly; I like it slow sometimes, but I understood that it was slow this time to make Mr. Harrison pay attention. I opened my eyes to look over at the couch, and Mr. Harrison was slouched back, his mouth open, his eyes on my ass. His cock was standing straight up, like it was looking for something to fuck...
And Davie stroked his dick all the way down inside me. I could feel his pubes on my smooth ass, and I knew he was buried deep. He pulled away, almost all the way out, and then slid down again. Slowly. He groaned. I groaned.
I heard deep moaning, and I knew that was from the couch.
Davie fucked slowly for a while, but I began to shove myself back onto his cock. I really wanted to be filled with his cum, and I wanted it to happen in front of Mr. Harrison. I began to shove back harder, and Davie began to fuck faster. I knew it would happen soon.
I glanced over at the couch again. Mr. Harrison hadn't moved, but now I could see his hands shaking a little bit. His cock was still standing up like a steel rod, and it was dripping wet. His moaning was almost one long moan with a little breath before it started again.
I closed my eyes then, and it was only me and Davie. Just me and my boyfriend. Fucking me... loving me...
And he came with a loud grunt. He pounded my ass as he shot more of his cream into me, and I groaned as his cock slid rapidly past my opening and deep inside. He came. He filled me.
"Oh my god!"
I looked up at Davie's shout. He was looking over at the couch, and I looked over just in time to see what had just happened as it happened again. Mr. Harrison was cumming, but he wasn't touching his cock at all. He was grunting, his eyes still on Davie's dick in my ass, and his cock shot a long rope of cum into the air. Before it landed on his thigh and the couch, another shot appeared. Then he cum oozed out like a fountain.
Mr. Harrison had cum without touching his dick, just by watching me get fucked.
I fell down to the floor then, so tired, and Davie sat down next to me. He stroked my back for a little bit. After several minutes he lifted me up. Mr. Harrison was still on the couch, his head laying back, his dick limp, his cum still wet.
"Let's get dressed, honey," Davie said.
After we were dressed, we stood in front of Mr. Harrison.
"You have something to say, Harrison," Davie said.
Mr. Harrison looked up. He looked at me. "Thank you, Jimmy. Thank you. You are the most beautiful boy in school. Thank you for... for letting me see you naked... for letting me suck your dick." He looked at Davie. "Thank you for letting me watch you get fucked." Then he let his head fall back to the couch.
We left.
I usually didn't see much of Mr. Harrison at school, just now and then. But after that, whenever I saw him, he never spoke to me. He never even looked at me. I think that was what Davie had told him to do.
But I'm not sure. Because we never talked about it. I knew he had fixed it so I could have sex with Harrison the Hunk because I'd said I'd wanted that. But I didn't know how he'd done it. I didn't want to ask, either. I was afraid I would find out that Davie had sexed with him to make that happen, and I just didn't want to know that. Mr. Harrison didn't come back to school the next year.
Davie was always nice to me. But he was even nicer after that time with Harrison the Hunk. He told me more often that he loved me.
With Davie, it wasn't just the sex. I loved his cock, whether I was playing with it or was getting it in my mouth or ass. I loved just lying naked with him. But most of all I loved Davie. We talked, and he always listened to what I had to say, like it was important to him. And sometimes when I looked into his eyes -- whether we were in bed or just out somewhere -- I could tell I was important to him. Me!
When school was over, Davie told me he would be going to college. I knew that would happen, of course. But he also told me that I needed a boyfriend for my junior year, and he had found somebody. He'd found "somebody to take care of you" is what he said.
I was surprised when I went over to Davie house to meet my new boyfriend. It was Kenneth. He was one of the best students in school, really popular, too.
When Davie left for college, I cried. I knew I'd miss him a lot.
But Kenneth was there for me. And I knew he'd take care of me. But I'll have to tell you about my new boyfriend another time.