Date: Mon, 16 Apr 2012 18:21:02 +0100
From: Jamie Andrew <jamieandrew90@hotmail.com>
Subject: Jamies School Days Part 3

FOREWORD

Connor is Irish so I will make attempts to incorporate some gaelic slang so
don't assume I'm talking nonsensical English. I won't change much of the
phonetics to maintain a consistent readership. But if you can speak with an
Irish accent then you can attempt to speak it in your head. Plus if the
words go over your head then you can assume that it is the same for Jamie.


CHAPTER 03 - JAMIE AND THE IRISH


It's been a couple of weeks since Jamie joined the football team. The Irish
striker, Connor gave him some private tuitions on his dribbling skills.


Jamie liked to see Connor's dribbling technique, mostly because every time
Connor moved his hips his balls were so massive that it would undulate in
his shorts.


'Pay attention, lawd' he said.


Damn he's so sexy. It's too distracting hearing him talk.


'Sorry, Connor. Do you mind if you just explain that one more time.'


I wasn't an idiot. I totally heard him the first time. I just wanted him to
hear him speak again.


'It's all about being loose, boyo. Not like that. Relax your legs. Be quick
on your feet. You want the other player to be on edge of the game.'


By this point, I was progressing. I dribbled the ball left and right in an
attempt to pass Connor. But he made me forward flip and I landed badly on
the ground.


'Bejaysus, you alright, lawd?' said Connor, blocking the sun's glare. I
think I might have got a concussion.


'A bit dizzy like,' I groaned.


'Get up you eejit, you're alright,' Connor laughed and held out his hand.


'Let me just rest here for a while,' I said crawling into foetus position.


'Get up before I taybag you,' said Connor. He stood over my head and
started squatting up and down my face. I peaked up and I could see he was
not wearing underwear. I could see his hairy ball sack from right under his
shorts. I was in no hurry.


---


After the practice, I visited Tom. I told him all about my attraction to
Connor. Tom's my best friend and he always had good ideas about things.


'I'm doing private sessions with him every week but I don't feel we're
getting to know each other,' I said. ' I mean, he has me running laps so
much I'm too tired to think about anything else.'


'Maybe you could offer to help him out with his coursework? At least you're
returning a favour. He might appreciate that,' suggested Tom.


'And what, have him come over mine?' I said. "Hey Connor, wanna study in my
room? And by study I mean our cocks?'


Tom laughed. He has a good sense of humour and can take my homosexual
jokes.


'You could ask him to bring some alcohol. Say it's a get together. Invite
him for xbox. Maybe if he's not weird about it you can suggest you watch
porn.'


'Seriously? You think that'll work?' I said sceptically.


'Sure, you can borrow mine if you want,' said Tom. He went to his box of
DVDs and took out his stack of porn that he had hidden. 'I want them back
OK?'


'Thanks, I guess,' I said looking through and bemused by the sex
titles. 'How come we've never watched these films together?'


'Well, I actually don't watch them on my own. It's actually Beth's idea,'
he said. I looked at him in bemusement. 'She likes to make love to the
sound of fucking. I know, right? I don't know if she's crazy or the best
girlfriend in the world.'


---


After getting Tom's advice on approaching Connor, I gave the Irish a call
and told him about the plan.


'So tomorrow night, hey?' said Connor on the phone. 'What's the craic?'


'Well, my mum is off for the weekend so I thought you and I could get
together for a get together,' I said nervously. Asking him out was like
asking a girl out but more awkward because you don't want it to imply what
you mean to imply.


In my head, I wish that it could have gone as simply as:


'Hey, Connor. Why don't you get your Irish cock over to my place where the
craic is all mighty.'


Back to reality.


'There'll be beer, some video games, umm...' I paused. (Mention the
porn!). '...some adult movies?'


'Adult movies, eh?' said Connor intrigued.


'Yeah, plenty of adult movies to watch,' I said.


'It's not like totally adult and complicated like Inception or some shit? I
just about get Wall-E so we could probs watch that.'


'Um. Sure?' I said, almost baffled.


'Aye, sounds grande. I'll come over, lawd. See you boyo!'


Oh, Connor. What can I say?


---


What was implied to be a 'get together' in Connor's mind was a huge
miscommunication. He had gone and told everybody in the school that I had
thrown a party and there would be beer and games and Wall-E. (Well probably
not Wall-E but with his Irish accent no one could really understand what
he's saying)


So at 8 o'clock the next night, a hundred people came in and out the
door. They brought their music and alcohol and their girlfriends. By 10
o'clock it became a sex riot.


Mike was there and he was chased by so many girls who learned how big his
cock was.


Brad was playing shots with the football team drinking out of a girl's
bellybutton.


Even Bowie was there, high on weed with his video camera.


'I'm gonna get on with all the ladies tonight! Make a porno, baby!' said
Bowie as we passed by each other in the hallway. He came and whispered in
my ear 'Wanna give me a quickie in the bog, sperm boy?'


I wanted nothing to do with Bowie. Frankly, ever since I gave him a handjob
he has been hounding me for sex. But tonight was meant to be for Connor.


I found him snogging a girl in the kitchen. He had one hand down her crotch
and the other massaging her breast.


It hurt too much to watch him. I wanted to leave him be but he spotted me
just before exiting.


'Jamie! The legend!' He slaps his hands against my cheeks. I felt a little
disgusted. His fingers were recently inserted up a girl. 'This party is a
legend. And the women. What you think about her, Jim Jam? She might be a
bit mog, like. I reckon she'd lie down in nettles for it.' He grunted
towards his penis. I could see him get hard in his trackies. His bulge was
clearly protruding. I wanted to milk the Irish sperm from his man udders.


'Connor, if I had to be honest. I thought tonight was just going to be you
and me,' I said.


But before he got what I had to say he was distracted by Brad's call and
response chant. All the football boys were making ape like sounds and
howling loudly. There was a thing going round when a boy would shout
'punani'. And you'd hear the sound of girls running from the male
neanderthals.


I saw Bowie videotaping girls' knickers from under the stairs. I had to
confiscate his camera and leave it in a room upstairs.


The party was getting too out of control. I tried to give Tom a ring but he
wasn't picking up. It was his idea. It should be him to sort it out. All I
wanted was for one night to spend with Connor.


I heard my name called. It was Connor at last.


'Jamie, I wanna ask you a favour?' he said. Does he know that this was my
weakness?


'Sure, what's that?' I said. I'd do anything for him.


'Can I use a bedroom? There's a girl that really needs to get bucked.'


I reluctantly offered, 'Sure, the room next to the bathroom.' Connor gave
me a hug and buried my face in his armpit.


Connor and the girl ran to the room and shut it behind them.


I gave up on the party. I retired to my room and just laid there. I tried
to drown out the call of 'punani' and the loud drum and bass kicking off
downstairs.


It eventually died down. Gradually, people left home but some stayed
behind. Then someone came into my room.


'Fuck off!' I said.


It was Bowie. Great.


'Hey, pal. Great party,' he said. 'A few of the lads are all camped
downstairs and I thought since you had extra space here...would you mind I
kip with you?'


I reluctantly agreed. 'As long as you keep your snoring to a minimum.'


I was completely knackered. I dozed off to sleep for an hour. Then I woke
up to the sound of fapping.


Bowie was beating his drum in his sleep. He was sleep wanking. A part of me
wanted to look under the cover if he was naked. But I decided not to. This
boy was desperate.


I laid there for a while trying to make sense of the situation.


fap, fap, fap, fap, fap, fap, fap, fap, fap, fap, fap, fap, fap, fap, fap,
...


Sure he made me horny as hell but I was tired and it was too late in the
night to initiate sex.


I grabbed a pillow and a blanket and exited the room.


There were sleeping bodies on the floor. I had to walk on tiptoes over
skin. There was a guy in a sleeping bag and it was obvious he was having a
blow job under it.


I occupied the bath tub. I snuggled up with my pillow and blanket. It was
the only place that was decent to lie down in. I was so in need of sleep
that I wouldn't care if someone took a dump right now.


As expected, someone came in. I just didn't want to see Connor or Bowie at
the time. They were pissing me off.


'Shit, man. You gave me the scare,' he said. He had turned the light on, my
eyes were squinting from the brightness. In the few seconds of
distinguishing who it was, my heart stopped.


'You alright, pal?' he said. I couldn't believe I was meeting him at
last. The one, the gorgeous Greek Boy. 'You're the guy that lives here
right? What are you doing in the bath tub?'


'There's a boy that's kind of made my bed his mark,' I said. That made him
laugh. He had gorgeous teeth, silky smooth black hair, and the scent of
shaving cream. He wore a white tight shirt which made his pecks and abs
visible.


'You're Jamie, right?' he asked.


'Yes,' I replied. I can't believe he knows my name. 'And yours?'


'Malachi,' he revealed at last. 'It looks awfully snug in there. You mind
if I join in?'


TO BE CONTINUED...


Thanks again for your continued readership. Please keep your comments
coming. I read them all.


On another note, I am trying to push the narrative in the nifty
stories. Everything that happens in each chapter happens mostly in Jamie's
reality. You may have noticed that Jamie is conflicted with expectations
versus reality. He'll be let down a lot. However, when his fantasies do
come true and sex does comes, (I can assure you that it does cum) he'll
just grow as a character.


But for you guys reading with your lovely cocks, you'll want to be
satisfied after each chapter as it comes. Which is why I will also be
writing a separate canon entitled 'Jamie's Lost Cums', a series of shorts
detailing the moments of daydreams and sex dreams of lost opportunities
that should've/could've/would've happened in the main storyline.


I wouldn't want to deprive you of every missed heated set ups between
steamy boy love would I?


So to receive these stories, you can learn more about them on the jamie
blog <http://jamieschooldays.tumblr.com/> then email me on
<jamieandrew90@hotmail.com> to request for me to send it to you. In the
blog I might put on extracts to make you want more.


You make me cum I make you cum. ;-)


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