Disclaimer: This story involves sex between minors; if you are not 18 or older, or if this kind of story is illegal in the place where you live do not continue beyond this point. If this kind of story offends you please do not continue either. The names of characters used in this story and all its parts are completely fictional and similarity to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
This is the first story that I am posting. I have written several other stories, many based on events in my life; some inspired by them and some are just plain fantasies that I WISHED were events in my life.
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The Freshman, Part 7
I stumbled through the rest of my day in a state of numbness. I refused to let my conscious deal with the reality of what happened over the lunch break. But deep down I knew. I went straight home after school and crawled into a ball in my bed. Slowly, I cried myself to sleep.
I woke with a sudden start at 6:30 the next morning. My heart was pounding hard in my chest and I swear I could hear its beats echoing off the walls in my room. I prayed to God that my falling out with Jed was all just a ghoulish nightmare, but as my heart started to calm down, I became aware of a tender spot on my nose and cheek. I took a deep sigh and the sharp pain coming from my midsection was the final nail in the coffin. I closed the casket on my nightmare theory and buried it deep in my heart.
For the first time in God knows how long, I climbed out of bed without a raging hardon. I pulled the front of my PJ pants open and checked to make sure it was even there still. I signed deeply and cracked a little smile once I confirmed everything was still where is should be.
"That's one positive thing," I thought to myself. My eyes were heavy with sleep and I crossed my room in the early morning dimness. I flicked the lights on in the bathroom and the sudden brightness was enough to make me recoil and cover my face. I felt a twinge of pain across my face as my arm brushed against it to block the blinding light. I gently touched a finger to my cheek and winced from the instant pain it caused. As my eyes adjusted to light, I glanced at my reflection in the mirror.
My eyes slowly focused on my slightly black and blue nose and the cheekbone below my right eye was highlighted with a bright red streak and a small reddish scab just below my eye. It really wasn't that noticeable and I didn't have a shiner (yet) so I decided that was something positive, bringing the total number of positives this morning to two. I began to giggle at myself and found that it eased the pain in my heart, but increased the pain in my face, which made me chuckle some more. I decided then and there that I would not let Jed Ward get me down. I was determined to take things one day at a time, minute by minute and however things turned out, I would always see the positive. Did I really care that much about a stupid jock anyway? Well, yes, but I wasn't about to let him rule my life. I looked at my naked chest and said aloud, "his tough luck." I rubbed my right hand across the silky smoothness of my developing chest.
"Damn I'm sexy," I said to myself. "If Jed Ward doesn't want this, then fuck him!" And as a triumphant salute to my epiphany, I suddenly became rock hard. I slid my right hand down from my pecs, across my flat stomach and down into the waistband of my pajama pants. I tucked the elastic under my nuts and firmly gripped my boyhood. I let my eyes roll back in my head and I slid my hand across the tender skin. It was just slightly sore from all the use it got the day before. I stroked my dick very slowly for about a minute and I felt better about myself; about life. I opened my eyes and I was ready for my day to begin. I inched my PJ pants off my scrawny butt and let them fall to my ankles. I stepped out of them and ran the water for my shower. I turned and faced the mirror again, this time standing back enough to nearly see my entire body. I still liked what I saw and thought to myself "if I weren't me, I'd so fuck myself." I began giggling again at the ridiculousness of that statement and jumped in the shower.
As I soaped my still very erect cock, I thought about finishing what I had started. I stroked it clean with soap for a few seconds and decided I need to give it a rest, at least for the morning. I finished my shower and stood in front of the mirror, naked, as I brushed my teeth. I nearly choked on my toothbrush when the door to my brother's room opened suddenly. I don't know why it startled me; he was right on time for his morning rituals in the bathroom. Hunter brandished a wide smile at me as he took his place at the sink next to mine.
"Wha ah ou so happa abow dis monin?" I asked with a mouthful of toothpaste.
He just looked over at me, ran his eyes up and down my naked body, smiled big and said "nothin."
As I watched him ready his toothbrush with paste, I realized I was standing there completely naked and my dick was rock hard. I thought about blushing, but figured my cheek would begin to hurt from the blood rush, so I told myself I would no longer be embarrassed about my body. No longer would I be ashamed of who I was. So I went back to brushing my teeth.
"Wun into a doah ah in?" my brother said as he started brushing his teeth.
I spit the frothy paste from my mouth and replied sarcastically, "No I didn't run into a door again." I rinsed my mouth with a glass of water and expelled it into the sink. "I got into a fight yesterday."
Hunter's head snapped over to look at me and his eyes were as big as golf balls. "No sit?!" he exclaimed with his toothbrush sticking out of his mouth.
"No shit," I replied and smiled at how cute he looked.
"Dam bwo. Wha howined?" he asked, resuming his brushing.
"Nothin' much," I said matter-of-factly. "Guy was in my face at lunch so I took a swing at him, he took one at me and it was over." I didn't want to lie to my baby brother, but I couldn't exactly tell him the whole truth either. This was the closest semblance of actual events I could come up with. Hopefully he wouldn't want details.
Hunter spit into the sink and said, "cool," just before taking a swig of water to rinse his mouth. As he brought his head up from the sink, he smiled at me. "Maybe your not as big of a puss as I thought," he said as he dropped his boxers to the ground and stepped out of them. He smacked me on the ass as he walked past me to the shower. He giggled as he ran the water for his shower.
"Bitch," I said to him as I rubbed my already reddening cheek. I turned my attention back to the mirror and started combing my hair. I watched Hunter's cute little butt in the mirror behind me as he waited for the water to achieve a suitable temperature. I finished my hair and rubbed some deodorant under my arms. As I exited to my bedroom, Hunter was just stepping into the shower and I caught a faint glimpse of a fully erect boy.
I held my head high as I walked to school that day. My heart stopped and I froze in my tracks, though, as I stood at the archway leading onto campus. My fight or flight response was screaming in my head "RUN LIKE HELL BOY!" But I was more determined than ever to not be scared. With a deep breath, I put my right foot out and marched onto school grounds; my eyes up, making contact with everybody I passed.
The day passed very uneventfully. I was either avoided or ignored the entire day. I didn't bother looking a Jed in our English class and he made no attempt to see me. When the final bell of the day rang, I packed my backpack with the book and things I'd need for homework that night and started my walk home. I'm not sure what possessed me to walk past the practice field to get home (my normal route took me down the opposite side of the campus) but I stopped and watched, from a distance, the warriors clad in armor that I had become attached to. Thinking back to all I had done in the past few weeks made me realize that I truly would miss it all. But I was confident that I would be better off without their abusive behavior. That was little consolation to the throbbing cock in my pants begging to get out. My mouth watered just thinking about all the different tastes I'd sampled. From sweet to salty, I loved it all and right now was craving it beyond belief.
I hiked my way up the hill overlooking the field and tossed my backpack down in the tall grass under my favorite tree. I sighed deeply as I took in the beauty of the boys practicing combat techniques below me. I plopped down under the tree and pouted. I had to find a way to get them all back. I let my mind drift to the first time I was in the locker room; alone with Jed. Not feeling too happy to be remembering him, I moved on to the group suck I did in the showers that next week. I closed my eyes, pressed my back against the tree and let my hands wander my body. Up and down my torso my hands pressed, stimulating my tender skin. I thought of all the manly cocks that were thrust in my face that day and how I sucked them all and boy after boy fed me their tasty cum.
I'm not sure when the memory turned to fantasy, but suddenly I was standing in the middle of the showers with steam filling the room like fog and a surreal red glow all around. I was naked this time and alone, except for one person. The phantom stud made his way closer to me through the thick steam. As he got closed on my position, his features began to take shape. At first he began to resemble Jed, but then I realized his hair was darker, his skin lighter and his chest not as defined, but still a fine specimen of masculinity. My mystery man was standing mere feet away from me and suddenly I knew who he was.
I opened my mouth to speak his name, but before my lips formed the words, he put a single finger to my lips to keep them silenced. Then he pressed his finger into my silent mouth. I licked the tip, then puckered my lips around the rest and gently sucked. After a few seconds, he slowly slid his digit from my mouth and gently caressed my cheek with his brawny hand. I leaned my head into his loving fingers and kissed his open palm. He rolled it over and stroked my cheek with the back of his hand, sliding it slowly down my neck and across my naked shoulders, then back up again. It send a shiver of pleasure down my back and I kissed the hand again as he brought it to my face. He ran his finger up my forehead and through my hair. As they reached the back of my head, he gently pulled me forward to him. He was taller than me and as he pulled me to his body, I turned my face so that the side of my face rested on his bulging chest. He brought his entire arm around my back and hugged me firmly, yet loving. I felt him kiss the top of my head and it melted me. He released his grip on me and let his hand wander down my spine to my tender butt.
I shivered again and sighed loudly. I extended my tongue and swabbed his quarter-sized nipple. I could hear a deep rumbling groan coming from deep within his chest as I licked. His hand was back up at my head, playing with my hair. After thoroughly wetting his nipples, I began my decent. I let my tongue coast over his firm stomach, past his tiny belly button, into his dark brown public hair. I brought a hand up and took his massive hanging balls in my hand. They were silky smooth to the touch and very warm. His cock was semi hard, but hardening quickly as I continued. The shaft was already very thick and pulsing. I let my tongue flick the shiny bead of precum forming at the end of it, causing it to jump nearly two inches. When it came back down, I had my tongue waiting. The head landed square on my tongue. I licked up, letting it fall off, but achieving a deep sigh of excitement from my mystery man.
Hungrily, I swallowed the shaft whole until my nose was planted firmly in his public hair. Again, his fingers danced through my hair as I made love to his rod. I swallowed hard on the head and began to gently suck as I pulled my head back. When just the tip remained between my lips, I pressed quickly back down. I held his fat member in my throat and sucked it until I was out of air. I pulled back enough to allow me to breath, eliciting another strong groan from my man. I took three deep breaths, then slid my mouth back down. My forehead slapped against his rock hard belly as he pushed his hips forward to meet my mouth. I pulled back again, then descended. His hips moved in the opposite direction I was and soon we were in a rhythm. His breathing was very strong and shallow as he fucked my mouth. His strong hand had a death grip on my tiny shoulders and I noticed his leg muscles tensing up. In my left hand, his balls also began to tighten up. His legs swayed and his hips were a blur as he fucked me. I sucked on him as hard as I could. Suddenly he stopped, pulled his erection from my lips, grabbed hold of it with his beefy hand and squeezed. The first blast shot into my scalp, followed quickly by a large blast that splattered against my cheek. I opened my mouth wide like a bird begging for a worm and he gladly gave me his as the third, fourth and fifth shots of man juice coated my tongue. I closed my lips around the head as the cum from his dick came out in just a trickle. I sucked gently and milked the remaining seed from his tender bone. I savored the bittersweet taste and the warm, thick consistency of his cum. His knees were barely supporting his weight and the final seconds of his orgasm passed.
I let his receding cock slide from my mouth and his hands grasped my frail shoulders, beckoning me to stand. I stood and looked up into the face of my lover. He starred deep into my eyes with his light brown, puppy dog eyes. His hands still held my shoulders firmly. Suddenly I found myself moving forward as he pulled me into him and kissed me deeply. His tongue probed my lips and I opened up and allowed it in. Our tongues danced and I shared the remnants of his orgasm.
My stomach spasmed and I gasped for air as I shot my load straight up into the afternoon sky. I opened my eyes just as the first blast came down and landed in my pubes, coating them with my thick, white seed. The next three waves came out like a bubbling volcano and trickled down the shaft and over my stroking hand. My chest was heaving and my back was arched up off the ground as I reached the height of ecstasy. I whimpered slightly as I tried to breathe. After a few seconds, my body collapsed limply against the tree truck. I let go of my dick and let my hand fall with a thud to the ground beside me, streaking cum down my thigh. I took a deep breath and exhaled. I closed my eyes again and I was back in the showers. I watched as my mystery man slowly backed away from me into the steamy fog and disappeared. Another deep sigh from me and the fantasy was over. I laid there with my pants around my knees and covered in cum for the next few minutes until the chilly autumn breeze brought me to my senses. I pulled my gym shirt from my backpack and sopped up my jizz. I stood up and pulled my pants over my ass and fastened them. It was getting dark and I looked down at the vacant field below. I must have been lying there stroking myself for about an hour and a half. I felt satisfied, though, and whistled as I skipped down the hill to resume my trek home.
The rest of the week went pretty much the same. I had no contact with any of my football studs and every day after school, I climbed the hill and masturbated while watching them practice. That weekend my parents dragged us off to visit our grandparents. My brother and I had to share a room at their house. My mind never stopped fantasizing about sex, but I didn't have a chance to relieve myself all weekend. I allowed myself a few strokes late at night while my brother slept in the bed next to mine, but that caused my bed to squeak and I was afraid it would awaken him, so I stopped. I also made an attempt in the shower, but my grandparent's water heater was old and rather small and I was had five minutes before the water turned ice cold. Besides, the door to the bathroom had no lock and I knew I would not be allowed privacy. We arrived back at our house late Sunday night and I made an attempt to get off, but ended up just falling asleep. So when the weekend was said and done, I returned to school on Monday with a two very full nut sacks.
As I approached school, the endless streamers in school colors and banners with pro-our school and anti-their school propaganda reminded me that it was spirit week. I had allowed myself to pretty much forget about Jed's request, but now as my neglected dick began to stiffen, I had an aching feeling knowing that I was going to miss out on that adventure. As I passed the bathroom near my first period class, I thought momentarily about going in and jacking my first load in three days. I decided I would wait and pressed on to first period.
This day played out like the end of the previous week. And just like last week, I found myself hiking to my voyeur's perch. I tossed my backpack down and quickly pulled my throbbing cock out and vigorously started stroking. The mix of the cool air and warm hand on my dick felt intensely good. I pushed my pants down my thighs enough so that my balls were exposed and sat my bare ass down onto the cold ground. I leaned back against my tree and jacked myself at blinding speed as I watched the modern warriors preparing themselves for battle. My mind was a blur and the only thing that I was thinking of was getting off. I was almost oblivious to the heavy breathing and slight grunting sound coming from the grove of trees behind me. Almost.
"Who's there?" I blurted out as I quickly pulled my pants up over my ass and rolled to the side to see behind me. My eyes darted through the shadowed grove for the source of the noise. Maybe it was just an animal, I thought to myself. Then, coming from behind one of the large oaks, my eyes flashed on vaporized breath in the cool fall air. My heart jumped and started racing. I scrambled to my feet and finished pulling my pants up. I heard leaves rustling as the person behind the tree, realizing their whereabouts was no longer hidden, took off running through the woods away from me.
"HEY!" I yelled as I fumbled with the button on my pants and tried to run at the same time. By the time I got my pants fastened and crossed the 20 yards to where the person was hiding, they has successfully made their escape. I leaned against the tree they were hiding behind to catch my breath from my quick little jog. As I stood there panting, I scanned they area behind the tree. I could see fresh footprints in the soft dirt. But something else caught my attention; a single white spot between two of the footprints. I rounded the tree and upon examining the tree itself, found two lines of cum oozing their way down the trunk.
I stepped into the tracks on either side of the spot of cum on the ground. My shoes fit perfectly into his prints. This brought me right up against the tree and the cum splattered on the truck was at the same height as my crotch. From this perspective, I looked to where I had been sitting. My spot was perfectly visible from here. This guy was jacking off watching me do the same. The thought made my dick twitch, but also freaked me out somewhat. Then my mind thought about who it was. Could it be some disgusting old man or a hermit living in the woods? Maybe it was another kid from my school that liked to watch the jocks from a safe distance. The clues tended to point to the later. He was someone who was around my size. I only stood 5'5" so it was either another boy or a very short man. The thought of a dirty old man watching me grossed me out, but on the flip side of the coin, if someone from school was getting off on watching me naked... the possibilities were too endless to consider. But it made me wonder who it was. I needed to know.
I unzipped my pants and pulled my even harder cock out. I imagined what it would have been like for the boy who stood here seconds ago. I imagined watching a faceless schoolmate sitting under my tree masturbating and me, here, doing the same. I was incredibly turned on by this fantasy. Then I remembered the remnants of the boy's visit. I collected the cooled liquid from the tree and rubbed in between my fingers. It was watery and very slick and the feeling on my skin felt electric. I brought my hand up under my shirt and rubbed the fluid on my nipple, sending mind-shattering sensations ripping up and down my spine. Seconds later I was adding my own thick contribution to the tree truck. My knees buckled and I leaned against the oak for support as shot after thick shot ripped from the end of my dick. I bit my lip and let the sensations take control of my body and mind. I was still cumming 20 seconds later. I opened my eyes finally after I had come down from my orgasmic high and examined the damage I had done to the tree. My cum was bright white and very thick. As it ran down the tree, it mixed with the other boy's, but I had shot three times as much. My dick was twitching up and down with every beat of my heart and I felt a drop leak from the tip. I looked at me feet and saw that more cum had dribbled off onto the ground. There was a small puddle where before there was just one small spot. My finger was still slick with the cum I had taken from the tree. I brought it to my lips for a taste. Very, very sweet. It was hardly salty at all. I gave my still rock hard dick a final squeeze, which produced one last drop of cum at the end. I collected that drop on my finger and licked it clean, then tucked my dick in my pants.
I walked back to my tree, collected my backpack and descended back down the hill. Football practice was still in full swing, but for the first time in weeks, I had something other than the team on my mind. I never lost my erection that night and I ended up jacking two more time before bed and once more after I got in bed. I guess I was making up for all the missed cums from the weekend.
When my alarm brought back to the real world the next morning, my dick was still hard. I rubbed my bone through my PJ's and it was very tender. In the bathroom's light, I held the front on my PJ's open and examined my dick. It glowed bright read from tip to balls and felt red-hot to the touch. I grabbed the bottle of aloe vera lotion we used when we got sunburns in the summer and dispensed a small portion into my right hand. I held my pants open with my left and applied the lotion to my sore little prick. It had an immediate cooling effect that made me sigh deeply. But along with the cooling came ultra sexual sensations. I wrapped my fist around my rod and pumped slowly. Before too long I was swaying my hips as I worked the lotion deep into my skin. I hadn't intended to jack off this morning, but it was feeling too good to stop. My orgasm came suddenly and took me by surprise. My breaths were coming shallowly and in rapid succession. I closed my eyes and as the cum exploded from my balls, my head filled with stars. It was a short cum, but very intense. I was enjoying the final few slick strokes my right hand was taking on my dick when I became aware of the pajama bottoms I was still holding in my left hand. My eyes popped open and I looked straight down.
"Oh fuck," I blurted out as I looked at the cum-coated insides of my PJ's. That's when I heard a faint giggle from my brother's room. I clenched my eyes shut and held my breath for a few seconds. I had been caught. "You can stop hiding Hunter," I said flatly.
The door to his room, which had been open slightly before, opened fully and my brother stepped into the lighted bathroom, giggling still. I just shook my head in disgust as I carefully dropped my pajama pants to the floor, trying not to get cum on my leg, eliciting another round of giggles from Hunter as he started brushing his teeth.
"Like you've never jacked off before. I've seen the Kleenex in your trash can." That last tidbit of information made him blush just a bit.
"So," he said defiantly with a mouth full of foamy paste.
"So don't give me shit pee wee," I shot back.
"Woo ou ahwing a hee wee?" he said with a scowl on his face and contempt in his voice.
I just smiled at him as I wadded up my soiled pants and tossed them into my dark room. "You," I said with a giggle.
Hunter spit into the sink and said, "Shut up Rudolph." He followed the statement up with some giggling and a quick glance at my dick.
I took a glance downward too and he was right. It was as bright red as Rudolph's nose and still very erect. Hunter giggled some more as he rinsed his mouth. I gave him a playful little push on the shoulder.
"Shut up dickhead," I said dryly. Then it hit me. "Why are you lookin' at my dick?"
He went silent as his mind thought of a reasonable excuse.
"It's kinda hard not to," he finally returned in a start-ass tone. I smiled and moved in behind him as he combed his hair and wrapped my arms around his naked chest from behind. As I hugged him I ground my hardon into his ass as I mock-moaned.
"Oh Hunter," I moaned and then grabbed his nipples in my fingers and tweaked. He squeaked, broke my embrace and pushed me back away from me.
"Fag," he whispered as he rubbed his nipples.
I just smiled at him and said, "Oh, you know you like it."
He looked up and we both started to giggle. We went about our morning routines without any more horseplay and I headed off to school.
End of Part 7
Be sure to check back for Part 8. The series is far from over. As always, I welcome all comments and suggestions. The story is not entirely finished yet and I do like to get input from outside sources. My e-mail address is RyanMcG97@hotmail.com.