Date: Thu, 15 Nov 2012 21:21:46 +0100 (CET)
From: robbiewebb <robbiewebb@orangehome.co.uk>
Subject: HORNY COLLEGE LADS

All characters and terms including boy and lad refer to people age 18 and
over

I can't concentrate no more. It's impossible with Brad in the same
lessons. Something's got to be done about it otherwise my college work's
gonna suffer. The first day I started college, first day I saw him I
fancied him like fuck. For the last two months I've fantasized about
sucking his dick and fucking him. I lie in my bed at night having a big
steaming wazz thinking about us both getting naked and rolling around
together kissing and rubbing our dicks together. I haven't even seen him
naked. It's driving me mad.

It was only a few weeks ago that he noticed I kept looking at him in
lessons. Then one afternoon last week, during a lesson, our eyes met. He
was sitting a few desks from me but he kept looking over at me. He knew how
I felt about him and I just knew he felt the same way. Could tell by the
way he kept looking at me. Then he smiled at me. I smiled back. I had the
best wank ever that night thinking about us both getting naked and doing
all sorts of dirty stuff. I fantasized about stuffing my dick down his
throat and nobbing the horny fucker good and hard up the bum. I went to
sleep and I had a brilliant dream about the both of us kissing each other
naked.

And now I've finally decided something's got to be done about it. I've made
sure I'm sitting next to him. I pull my chair up real close to him so that
our arms touch when we're writing. Just the physical contact with him, it's
making my cock grow in my jeans. How the fuck am I gonna get through this
lesson? I press my arm up against his arm and he doesn't move his arm
away. I just know he wants it as much as I do. Then I look up at him and I
whisper, "I can't stand it any longer."

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean."

"Well...like...what do you want me to do about it?"

"Dunno."

"You wanna do something about it?"

"You know I do."

"You wanna do something about it...like now?"

"Well...yeah but where can we go?"

"Leave it to me."

He puts his hand up, attracts Sir's attention.

"Sir!"

Sir looks up.

"Yes? What is it?"

"Sir, I need to go to the toilet, Sir."

"Can't it wait, boy?"

"No, Sir. Swear down. If I don't go now, Sir, I'll piss myself, Sir."

The class roar with laughter. Sir tells everybody to be quite then he tells
Brad to mind his language.

"Sorry, Sir, but I really will wee myself, Sir."

Brad's now squeezing his willy through his jeans.

Sir lets him go. Before Brad goes he tells me to follow him in a couple of
minutes, says he'll be waiting for me in the bogs. He leaves the classroom
and after convincing Sir that I too am close to wetting my pants I follow
Brad two minutes later. I don't give a fuck if the whole class know what
I'm up to with my horny classmate.

When I get to the bogs down the bottom of the corridor Brad is waiting for
me. We've both wanted for weeks for this to happen. We're alone in the
toilets, staring into each other's eyes. We need each other so bad.

"You do realize, Brad, we have to do this otherwise we'll never be able to
concentrate on our studies."

"Shut up, you daft bastard,"

He brings his lips to mine. Oh fuck, we're kissing, me and Brad. We kiss on
the mouth, hold each other tight. I'm leaning against the wall and he's
pressing his body into mine. We open our mouths and he sticks his tongue in
my mouth. He has his hands on the sides of my face and I have my hands on
his arse, squeezing the cheeks of his arse through his tight faded
jeans. He's rubbing his bulge against mine. Our dicks are stiff in our
jeans, his throbbing erection rubbing against mine.

We take each other's T-shirts off and we carry on kissing. His hands are
now running up and down my body. He's stroking my body all over. We kiss
and lick each other's face and I unbutton his jeans, slip my hand down the
front of his jeans. His jeans, they're so fucking tight. I can't squeeze my
hand down so he helps me. He unzips his fly and my hand slips down his
jeans, slips down under the waistband of his undies.

I panic a bit. What if somebody walks into the toilets now, one of our
classmates or anybody, and they catch us doing this? They'll tell everybody
in college that we're a couple of queer boys. Then I feel the tip of Brad's
cock. It's all hot and wet. Oh fuck it, I don't give a toss who knows. I
want to get my horny classmate naked and I want to get naked with him and I
want to drag him from the toilets and I want us both to wank each other off
and suck each other's dicks in front of the class, in front of all our
mates and Sir.

Me and Brad, we take all our clothes off.

"Are you brave enough to walk back in the classroom with me like this,
Brad? Naked with our dicks on bone?"

Brad smiles.

"That'd be well hot. But I don't think I've got the balls."

"Mate, believe me, you've got balls."

"Yeah. Well, are you brave enough?"

"Only if you are, mate."

"Yeah ok then. Let's go for it, mate."

We walk out of the toilet and we walk down the corridor bollock naked with
our boners bobbing up and down. Then we go back in the classroom. Sir stops
talking. Everybody's silent. They're proper shocked.

Me and Brad go to the front of the class. We're naked with our hot stiff
cocks on full display. We face the class. I put my arm around Brad and I
kiss him on the cheek. I look at all the boys in class. I smile then I take
hold of Brad's cock, give a nice gentle squeeze.

Sir's gets up out of his chair and he says, "Right. You two. Get out!"

His face is bright red.

Me and Brad, we don't move.

A boy shouts out, "Leave `em, Sir! They're in love."

All the other boys laugh, except for a couple of the lads who shout out,
"Fucking queers!" and "Bent bastards!"

Me and Brad, we climb on to the bench at the front of class and we have sex
in front of Sir and all the lads. Now our classmates are egging us on. They
were shocked at first but now they're having a laugh. Sex is just fun to
watch, innit? Don't matter if it's straight or gay.

Sir looks like he's going to have a heart attack.

"Stop that at once! Do you hear! Stop it!"

Me and Brad have no intentions of stopping. We're gonna carry on till we
jizz our loads.

Sir realizes he's fighting a losing battle.

"Oh fuck it! See if I care."

He sits down at his desk and he just lets us get on with it. He looks
proper embarrassed but now he's realised he can do nothing about it.

So yeah, we're on the bench, me and Brad. Ray Dixon and Kenny Davies move
their books out of the way to give us more room. I'm lying on top of
Brad. We're lying face to face and I'm dry humping him. The lads are loving
it now. They're cheering and whistling. It's a laugh. Even Sir joins in
with the fun.

He says, "Let's see some snogging then, gay boys."

I look at Sir and I smile at him. All that getting worked up, it was an
act. He's loving it.

"Nice one, Sir!"

He goes even redder.

So me and Brad snog and we do tongues. And we play with each other's dicks
and balls. That's when some of the lads start squirming around in their
seats. You see hand on stiff cock in the flesh, it makes you feel horny,
whether it's straight or gay. And it doesn't take long before cocks come
out of pants. Sir sees his students getting their cocks out.

He says, "Oh fuck it!"

He gets a half bottle of whisky out of his desk, opens it and takes a
swig. He leans back in his chair, puts his feet up on the desk.

"Come on then, lads, the lot of you – get your cocks out and have a good
wank."

This is mega. It's not every day you get to have a wank in class. College
has never been this fun before. All the lads get their cocks out and wank
off. Some of `em stay sitting down, and some stand up and show off their
cocks while they jack off.

Me and Brad are snogging and then Brad says to me, "Do you wanna fuck me?"

More than anything in the whole world I wanna fuck him. Brad gets on all
fours on his hands and knees and pushes his bare arse out. I get behind him
and I spit on my dick. I spit on my finger and stick it up Brad's
arse. That seems to get Sir a bit excited. He joins in with the lads when
he sees me sticking my finger up Brad's arse. He gets his cock out and
starts wanking.

One lad shouts, "Nice cock, Sir!"

Another lad shouts, "Sir, you wanker!"

Then Liam Conroy gets really excited and he walks to the front and he takes
hold of Sir's cock and starts wanking him off. Sir just lets him do it then
Sir kisses Liam on the mouth. Sir, he brings his lips away from Liam's and
he puts his hands on Liam's shoulders, gently pushes him down. Liam's
kneeling before Sir. Sir smiles and looks down at Liam.

"Would you be so good as to suck it for me, Liam?"

Liam says, "All right then."

And he sucks Sir's cock.

I just have to fuck Brad. I hold on to his hips and slip my cock up his
tight bum. I push it in with one long thrust. I fall across his back with
my cock up inside him. He grinds his arse against me and I fuck him good
and hard.

"Oh yeah. Fuck! Fuck! Oooh! Fuck!"

I slide my hands underneath him, one hand going up and down his belly and
his smooth chest, my other hand on his dick. I wank him off as I bum fuck
him. Fuck him up the arse with my big dick.

Lads squirt jizz all over the classroom as I cum up my mate's bum, and Sir
spunks up all over Liam Conroy. This is the horniest day of my life.


This story is taken from my Kindle book SCALLY BOY DREAMER VOL 1, available
on Amazon

© Robbie Webb 2012