Gender: Male Age: 18 Location: Arizona
|Introduction: Didn't feel like waiting around. Here's part 2. Comment, rate, whatever. Part 3 coming in a few days.|
"Ryan? What happened last night?"
" Oh you know. Just the drinking and the sex."
"Nope. Bastard. You fell sleep while I was eating you out."
"Really? My bad hahahahaha"
He doesn't laugh. Well, I thought it was funny.
"Let's change that. Let's fuck. My house. Later on. My grandma is going to church from 5-9 sooo…"
" I don't know man. We'll see."
I just smile and there was that awkward moment of silence as we walked by the main building. Whoever thought of making this high school campus so giant was a lie. The main building alone is a mile by a mile square and 4 stories high. There's a floor dedicated to each core subject: math, english, social studies, and science. The fine arts building is about 3/4 of a mile behind the main building, perfectly in-between the main building and the football stadium. Next to the fine arts building is the sports center on one side and on the other side is the extracurricular building. all three of these buildings are connected with a external hallway on the 2nd floors. Ditching is easy at Century High.
After 10 minutes of walking in silence, we both open a door and proceed into the fine arts building. Lucky for us, the band room is on the first floor. We check in with the lady at the counter and head to the back. The band room was open, but the lights were out. Fuck. We must have missed him already. Just then, I thought of something. Something that I was sure Ryan would probably like. Without warning, I switched on the lights and ran down to the center of the room. He stood at the door looking at me like I was crazy. I waved my hand at him and he locked the door and walked down to where I was. He sat on the directors stool and pulled me into his lap. Wonder if he read my mind..
"So uhm.. Wanna fool around Jules?
"How'd you know?"
"The way you looked at me dork."
He always tells me I have a look when I'm plotting. I swear I don't. He smiles and goes in for a kiss. I accept it with a smile. Our tongues explored each others mouths and danced wildly. He broke the kiss and started to unbutton my kakis. He gets them undone. He slips his other hand into my briefs and grabs my cock. The heat from his hand made my dick get even harder than it already was. He squeezed it as hard as he could, causing pre-cum to dribble all over the place in my pants. I step back and pull them down along with my undies. He smirks and gets on his knees. He looks up at me, as if he was asking permission. I raised an eyebrow and I guess he took it as a "yes". He didn't lose time slowly licking around my balls and working his way up my shaft. Wow. His tongue was amazing! I threw my head back and closed my eyes. He went back down to my balls and sucked one onto his mouth. He rolled it around with his tongue and popped it out of his mouth and went for the other one. This time, he sucked it in and was just licking it. I looked down at him. He seemed to be having fun. He spit it out and worked his way back up my shaft. Ryan found his way up to my piss slit and lapped at the pre-cum I was basically gushing. He kissed the tip of my dick and put the whole first half in his mouth. He started to hum and bob his head. The vibration from his throat was enough to make me bust right there. But he started to swallow my whole cock, down deep inside of his tight throat. He kept repeating the same thing over and over, but every few times he picked up the pace. The slurping sounds he was making along with him still humming was about to push me over the edge. He stuck his middle finger directly in my ass and I was out for the count. "I'm.. Aw Shit… Dude.. Uh.. Uhh.. UHHH" was all I could manage to get out before I started to send hot ropes of cum sailing down in throat. He swallowed every last bit, and then kept sucking. I started to get soft in his mouth so he stood up and kissed me. I could taste my spunk in his saliva. It was sweet. Like when you put too much sugar in your drink and there's that sticky deposit of it as the bottom of the glass.
He pulled my pants up and grinned. I couldn't say anything. I was out of breath and I was feeling light headed. I buttoned my pants up and sat down. He came over and sat on my lap. I guess he thought I was going to return the favor right then and there. His cute bubble butt seemed to grind into my junk even though he wasn't moving. I decided to break the silence.
"So, you coming over tonight?"
"I don't see why not. You owe me."
"Do I? Haha whatever, go home and grab some clothes, because my basketball shorts are ugly on you."
"Right haha okay."
With that, he kissed me one last time and ran up the stairs to the door. He unlocks it and takes one last look at me, and heads out. *THUD* What the fuck? I looked up at the top floor and looked around.. Nothing was moving. Hell no. Shit just doesn't fall on it's own. I wipe the sweat from my forehead and walk up the middle isle to the top. I walk by each practice room and peep inside the window. Nope.. Nope.. Nope.. Nope.. WOAH! We both scream. Me and whoever the hell was on the other side of the window looking me dead in my face. I step back and the kid walks out. He looks me up and down. He looks familiar but I can't quite place him with a name. He's taller than me, blond spikey hair, blue eyes, and pale as hell. He was skinny. Not the lean skinny either. The kind of skinny that doesn't eat. He only looked about 15 or 16.He opened his mouth as if he was going to say something. But nothing came out. His left hand was covered in drying cum and when he realized I was looking at it, he put it in his pocket.
"Uhhhmmm.. Hey Jules."
"Uh hey? Don't hey me. How do you know my name?"
"Really Jules? I'm Mckenzie. Freshman from guard last year?" He looked down.
"OH! The kid that busted his arm open with a rifle last year? You look different."
"Well I died my hair."
"You're so.. SKINNY! Damn man.."
"I've been on a diet."
It was silent for a moment. He was lying. He wasn't looking directly at me.
"Are you okay?"
"Sure," he lied, "you know know, just kicking it here and there."
"Were you watching us?"
"Yeah. It was hot. why didn't you wanna do that with me?"
"Ah, because Ryan and I have been been friends since before time?"
"You barely knew him before last year."
"Whatever" I said in my head. He was cute. Well, this was cute. Not really, but I was getting a kick out it.
"I recorded you two. I'm gonna report you if you don't kiss me right now."
He pulled his iPhone out and clicked on the blurry picture. There it was. The infamous Jules and Ryan the trumpet player. I leaned in for a kiss and snatched his phone and put it my pocket before he could react.
"See you here tomorrow Kenzie?"
I had to get home and take a shower. He smelled and I felt icky being near him. I left in a hurry and got on my motorcycle. I sped off the parking lot and down the street. This night was going to be amazing with Ryan. I stopped by a Circle K and spotted a homeless man sitting outside. I handed him my debit card and asked if he could go inside and get me a few bottles of UV Vodka (Cake flavor) and I'd give him $20 when he came out. I told him my pin and within a few minutes he was back out with a bag with my drinks and I handed him the cash I promised him. The sun was setting. Shit, I have to get home now.
My grandma was already gone when I got home. I put the bottles in the freezer, threw Kenzie's phone on my nightstand and went for my bathroom. I turned the water on in the shower and watched myself strip in the mirror. I opened the curtain again and stepped in. Before I could reach the soap, the door opens. I peak out and it's Ryan with a bag on his arm and a smile on his face. He steps out and I soap up under the warm water.
20 minutes later I walk into my room nude and dripping and he's laying on my bed in a jockstrap trying to unlock the iPhone. Fuck he's so sexy. I walk over to him and smack his ass cheeks with my dick, splattering water and pre-cum all over his back.
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