Date: Fri, 14 May 2004 03:58:40 -0400
From: Lexfactor04@aol.com
Subject: Screwing In Science

*The following story depicts two underage males having oral and anal sex
with each other.  If this will offend you and/or the laws in your
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But, if it's okay for you to read this, then I hope you enjoy it. This
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Other Stories By This Author: "Nailing Nick" (gay/young friends) and
"www.fuckme.com" (gay/encounters)*

    He claimed he was straight. And he also looked to be "all boy." He
played the part, too, getting a spot on the varsity football team as a
kicker. So why the hell would this cute freshman, Johnny Atwater, insist on
rubbing legs with me?

    It started three weeks ago when our semester ended in our
block-schedule format school. This means our four classes would change. I
used to have English 1, Guitar, Geometry, and Drama, but would now have
Debate, Guitar, Geography, and Biology. And on the very first day in 4th
Block, Biology, the one of the cutest boys I've come across since leaving
Rivers Middle School the previous year sat next to me. By choice, I might
add, since Mrs. Harris allowed us to choose our own seats with the
stipulation that she'll change them as seen fit.

    Johnny was about 5'8" and weighed approximately 190 pounds, since he
worked out a lot to be on the football team. He had dirty blonde hair and
hazel eyes, and nicely tanned skin. I couldn't help but wonder what kind of
tan line he might be hiding under his pants. I dreamed I'd find out one
day, but I doubted I ever would.

    But, that first day of the new semester, moments after the second bell
rang, Johnny bumped my leg. I thought nothing of it, like it was an
accident. But he bumped it again. I glanced in his direction and his lips
only hinted a smile. He looked into my eyes, and I looked away quickly. By
the time he bumped my leg for the third time in five minutes, my cock was
already semi-hard. However, Johnny didn't move his leg this time. He left
it there.

    I let my thoughts run wild, feeling his the warmth of his jean-covered
leg against my own bare leg. I was dragged unwillingly out of my trance
when one of the girls sitting in the table in front of us reached around
and set the attendance sign-in sheet in front of me. I fumbled in my book
bag, which was under my chair, for a pen, and emerged with a cheap blue
Paper Mate pen. On my way down and up from my bag, I snuck a quick glance
at Johnny's crotch area. It might've been wishful thinking, but I could've
sworn I saw the imprint of his dick. Nah, it was probably my imagination, I
decided. I just signed my name, Zack Phillips, on the paper and passed it
to Johnny, who signed his name and passed it forward, back to the teacher,
since we were sitting in the corner at the back of the classroom.

    So that brings us to now, exactly three weeks later. Johnny had
consistently rubbed his leg against mine every day for this amount of
time. If I did look his way, he would lock eyes with me and smile. This
made me think, and fantasize as soon as I got home and was alone in my
bedroom, the he might be gay and attracted to me.

    Now, I never did take my leg away when he rubbed it. I showed no
inkling that I might not like it. But I sure didn't rub back. The last
thing I wanted was him announcing my darkest secret to the world.
Especially since I'd been involved in Student Government, and planned on
running later in the year to be Class President for next year (I ran this
year, but came up short against some preppy chick).

    I wanted to due something daring, though. I wanted him to not just rub
my leg. And I knew that I would have to due something to encourage this.
So, today, I decided that I would muster up the courage and make a move on
the varsity football kicker.

    He sat down next to me and got his books and supplies out of his book
bag. I had already done so, since I got there first. And, as usual, as soon
as the bell rang and Mrs. Harris had the class in order, Johnny started to
rub my leg. As soon as he started, I swallowed hard and rubbed back. He
stopped briefly and I looked at him. At that instant, I read in his eyes
that he didn't expect that to happen, but he was glad it did. This time, he
looked away quickly, and I smiled. I was still rubbing his leg, and after a
moment, he rubbed mine again.

    Halfway into the class, Johnny and I were working on our separate
assignments, since the Mrs. Harris had finished teaching for the
day. Johnny dropped his pencil (the one he writes with, not the one I'd
like in my mouth) under the table, and bent down to get it. I barely
noticed this, since I was entranced on my evolution assignment. But, when
Johnny squeezed my bulge real quick, he got my attention.

    He sat back in his seat, and I looked at him. I couldn't hide the
surprised, yet pleased expression on my face, and he didn't hold back his
smile. We both looked away together. But, a moment later, Johnny scooted
his seat back and poked me on the shoulder. I looked at him and he looked
down at his lap. I followed his eyes and I saw the large, undeniable
imprint of his dick. I looked back at his face, and he was blushing, and
then I looked back at his bulge, my own cock getting harder as I did. My
eyes still glued in his lap, I scooted back, too, and allowed him to look
at my own imprint.

    We slid back under the table before we aroused any attention. But, when
Johnny finished his assignment twenty minutes later, he walked with his
paper inconspicuously in front of his crotch area. He came back and sat
down, without any hard on, I could see. He put his head down on the table,
but had one arm underneath it. That's when I felt him rubbing my thigh. His
hand send electric shocks throughout my body. After a minute or so, he
whispered for me to move a little closer, so I quietly scooted my seat half
a foot to the right. As I moved, he left his hand in place, so that when I
was still, his hand was on my crotch.

    His hand was exploring my bulge. He put his hand down between my legs
and felt my balls through my jeans. He felt all he could while my dick was
still in my pants. I whispered to him that I had to get up and turn in my
assignment, but was too hard to get up. So, he stopped, though in my heart
I wanted to forget the stupid assignment and allow him to keep rubbing
me. When I was soft enough, I got up and gave the teacher my assignment.
When I sat down, there was only fifteen minutes of time left in this class
and in the school day.

    Johnny didn't resume feeling me, and I didn't ask him to. But he looked
at me and said, "Zack, I have football practice today. Do you want to meet
me down on the field and watch?"

    Now, football season had ended some time ago. And I knew that the
players didn't resume practice until summer break. So, I knew that there
was another reason he wanted to meet me down at the football field. I
thought it would either be that him and his friends would jump me for being
gay, or there could possibly more of a fondling session between him and
I. Nevertheless I wanted to see more of him, even if he was pounding the
hell out of me. I bet he was real cute when he was angry.

    "Uh, sure. I've got nothing better to do after school."

    "Great. Come alone." And then he winked at me. That wink brought back
an erection without him even touching me. I looked at the clock and saw
that there was only ten minutes until I could be alone, I hoped, with
Johnny on the football field.

~

    Twenty minutes after school was over, I was sitting alone on one of the
bleachers on the football field. I had been here for twelve minutes
already. And then I saw Johnny coming towards me. I let out a breath when I
saw that he was alone. He came and sat down very close to me. He looked at
me, and when I looked at him, we locked eyes.

    I got lost in those hazel eyes. They were smiling at me, laughing with
me, and letting me into the dark corners of his soul. He was searching my
own blue eyes. I don't know what he was hoping to find, but I guess he was
what he was looking for, because then Johnny leaned over and brushed his
lips against mine, sending chills from my head to my toes. I kissed him
back, just as softly. And then I felt his tongue pushing against my lips,
wanting inside. And then the two of us were wildly making out.

    As we kissed, he were feeling each other's bodies. My eyes were closed,
the thought of such an attractive boy doing this to me was driving me
insane. My hands were all over his back and his butt and his crotch. His
hands were rubbing my back. And then he slid his hands underneath my black
Toby Keith t-shirt (country music wasn't cool here in south Florida, but I
like to stand out. I guess I really stood out because I was only a
freshman, and I was 6'2"). He was rubbing my bare back, and then he slid
one of his hands between my body and my waistband. I shuddered. And then he
slid it between my body and the elastic band of my Fruit Of The Loom
boxer-briefs.

    Even in the heat of the moment, I was too shy and self-conscious to do
the same to him, so I just rubbed his buttocks through his jeans. But,
underneath my underwear, he moved his hand all over my rear end, and then
moved his hands to the front of me, and had his hand wrapped around my
throbbing cock. I wanted to let him do whatever he wanted to me, but he
stopped kissing me and breathlessly asked me a question. "Do you have any
homework to do."

    I searched his eyes, looking for the correct answer. I didn't have any
homework to do, but I'm thinking that he wanted me to have some so he could
either come over to my house, or mine to his, and have some more
privacy. Though I wasn't totally against fucking in the public, if he
didn't, I was cool with that. Or if he didn't want to fuck, and just wanted
more privacy to grope and kiss, I was cool with that, too.

    "Uh, yeah, I've got some to do," I lied.

    "What subject?"

    "Um, I've got to outline chapter two in my geography textbook."

    "Well, I've got some to do. For Anatomy class." He smiled at me, and it
took me only a few seconds to remember that his science was Biology, not
Anatomy. Plus, Anatomy was only for juniors and seniors, and we were just
lowly freshman.

    "Would you like me to help you with that?"

    "I was hoping you'd ask me," Johnny told me. "My mom works two shifts
at a group home for young male sex offenders. She won't be home until seven
in the morning. My dad is non-existent, so don't ask. And I'm their only
child. So, we'll be all alone while I look at your anatomy. I mean, I do my
Anatomy homework."

    "That's good, because I'd like to be alone while I check out the
geography of your body. I mean, outline my geography chapter homework."

~

    Johnny lived in a nice house. It was one story, but it was cozy,
modest. The outside walls were painted a pale yellow, and the roof was dark
brown. And the inside was furnished well, and immaculate. Of course, the
best room of the house was Johnny's bedroom. This was simply because this
was where the cutest boy to ever kiss me slept every night. These walls
have gotten to see him masturbate every day since he learned how to do it.

    We walked into the room, and the scent of boy wafted out and hit me
like a wall. The scent of sweat and balls, mixed in with the scent of feet
and puberty, was enough to give me an hard on right there. Of course, I
doubt Johnny even got a semi from it since it was his own smell, and I'm
sure he didn't even smell it. If his dick showed the least bit of
stiffness, it might be because he was looking forward to "look at my
anatomy," as he said earlier.

    He threw his book bag down into his closet and motioned for me to do
the same. He then had his shirt off, showing off his tanned, muscular
body. He looked at me expectantly. I took mine off, too, tossing it on top
of Johnny's. His eyes sized up my body. I admit, I was much less muscular
than Johnny, but I was far from being too thin or chubby. I was average for
a boy my height. And I had a lighter tan than him because I didn't enjoy
the beach as much as he obviously did.

    He sat down on the edge of his bed and took of his sneakers and
socks. I kneeled down and followed suit, not sitting on the bed because I
was not invited to. Johnny then stood up and walked over to me. He took my
hands into each one of his and pressed his body against mine. He looked up
at me, and I looked down at him, and our lips locked. It was great feeling
his penis stiffen against my body.

    The kiss was much more short-lived, but not any less intense, than the
last one. It was cut short when Johnny walked me over to his bed and lay me
down. He then stood over me. From where he was, I was able to look up the
legs of his jean shorts, as well as up the legs of his boxer
shorts. However, I didn't get to see as much as I would've liked until he
undid his belt, unfastened the button of his jeans, and then unzipped his
fly, allowing his shorts to fall and land on my belly. He lifted his legs
out of them and kicked them aside. Last to go were his sky blue with dark
blue striped boxers. They were also kicked off the bed. I was looking up at
his sizable cock and balls hovering a few feet above my face.

    After he let me get a nice eyeful, he jumped off the bed, naked. He
went to the foot of the bed and rubbed his hands over the crotch area of my
blue jeans. He unzipped my fly first, and then stuck his hand in there and
felt me up a good bit. The sensation was about to make me shoot a load into
my skin-tight boxer briefs. He soon had my jeans off and he was eyeing the
tent in my solid white boxer briefs. He was massaging it again before
sliding them off. My clothes were thrown atop his discarded clothing,
forming a small heap.

    Johnny then lay down on top of me, with his dick on top of my own
dick. Because of our height difference, and of where Johnny put himself,
his head (the one on his shoulders) was buried in my chest. We were
pressing our boners into each other as he licked my chest and played with
my nipples. I reached my hands down and placed them on his buns, and I felt
Johnny shiver.

    I rolled him off of me, but only for a moment. I got off the bed and
then laid down with my head where his feet are, and his feet where my head
is. He got the picture and got back on top of me. I took his 15 year old
cock into my mouth, but had to adjust my body so he could take mine into
his mouth, since I was six inches taller than him. I have to admit that for
a boy his height, his dick was pretty big. And compared to some of the boys
I'd messed around with, the doctors that circumcised him as a baby did a
very good job. His estimated 6.5" long cock had a clean circumcision scar,
and a nice purple cock head that tasted great inside my mouth.

    Like I said, I am 6'2," and my dad was well endowed in the penis
department (how I know is a different story all together!), so I had a
fairly large dick. As of two weeks before this meeting with Johnny, it was
8" long and uncut. He wasn't able to take it all into his mouth, probably
because he wasn't used to one so big in his mouth, but he was able to fit
about 5.5" inches in there. I assume the reason for that was because he
probably never had on bigger than 5.5." Thinking about that got me even
more hornier, and my cock throbbed even more in this sexy boy's mouth.

    Johnny was fucking my face and I was fucking his. There were audible
groans filling the room, but I wasn't able to distinguish which ones were
mine and which ones were his. At one point, I wrestled him off of me and
got on top of him. He was happily sucking my cock as fast and as hard as he
could. It was as though this was his first cock in years, and it would be
his last. And it made my body shudder with pleasure. And then, our bodies
both shuddered as we shot into each other's mouths. I was able to swallow
every drop, and Johnny sure tried, but as I looked down the length of the
bed at him, I saw that he just wasn't able to get my load down. It was cute
watching it dribble down his chin. I took my still hard dick out of his
mouth after licking the excess cum and moved to face his face. I then
straddled him with my cock near his mouth and allowed him to lick off the
remaining cum on my cock head and foreskin. I then licked my own cum off of
his chin, where he couldn`t reach. And with my cum on my tongue, Johnny and
I started to kiss again.

    The kiss was long and passionate, and it lasted long after the cum was
off of my tongue. In the heat of the moment, Johnny had moved his hand down
and grabbed the swollen member of my body. He started to furiously jack it
while we kissed. I let my mouth slide down off of his lips and down to his
neck. I kissed his neck hard, while he did mine, and I'm sure tomorrow
we'll be sporting matching hickies. I kept kissing him all the way down his
chest, flicking my tongue on both of his erect nipples. I made my way down
to the best part of his body: his cock. I kissed all around it, and nuzzled
his pubic hair. I took my tongue and traced his head, and then started
licking up and down the sensitive underside of his throbbing erection.

    He abruptly stood up and walked out of the room. I wondered to myself
just what I did wrong this time. I thought he was liking what I was
doing. I mean, he did shoot in my mouth, and his cock was throbbing. But
there was the possibility that he was actually straight, and was just so
horny that he took anything he could get. But I let out a sigh of relief
when he returned with a jar of Vaseline.

    He was till semi-hard when he sat down on the edge of the bed and
unscrewed the cap. However, with my nervousness and all, I was completely
soft. But, I put my legs on either side of him as he sat there, lathering
the cream on his now fully hard cock, with my semi-hard cock pressing into
his butt cheeks. When he was lathered up, he looked up at me, smiled, and
then kissed my lips softly and told me to lay down on my belly. I did as
was ordered. He told me to spread my cheeks because he wanted to try
something new with me. So, I did, and I soon felt him rubbing the Vaseline
on my hole. When it was nice and oiled, I heard the plastic jar fall on the
wooden floor.

    He told me to get on all fours, and when I did, he slowly pushed his
dick into my asshole. I gasped only slightly as inch by inch my ass
welcomed the young penis it was being offered. When all six and a half
inches were inside of me, he slowly and awkwardly started to fuck my ass,
taking long strokes.

    "I always read about doing this in those stories on that nifty website,
but none of the boys I'd been with seemed to be open to it," he told me.

    I didn't really feel like making conversation while we were making
love, but he was the boss. The cuter guy is always the boss, because the
uglier one doesn't want to upset him, for fear of getting no cock from a
hot boy. Johnny was cuter than me, and I definitely would do anything to
keep that cock locked in my very near future. "Well, I'm always open to
getting fucked up the ass by a hot guy."

    "Oh, shut up, Zack," he said to me. "You know that I'm nowhere near
being hot. You`re the hot one."

    I couldn't believe this. I was not hot, I was lukewarm at best. His
boyish good looks would be ranked high on the hot scale by the ladies. In
fact, any girl on Earth would kill to be in my position, with his cock
stuffing my ass. He had blonde hair and hazel eyes, like I mentioned, and a
baby face; and I had jet black hair and blue eyes, and I had long since
lost anything that resembled a baby face. And he thought I was hot?! I
would've laughed, but he probably would've thought that I was laughing at
his lovemaking. And his lovemaking was definitely not laughable!

    I didn't want to talk, but just be there and get fucked. I was moving
my ass to meet the thrusts from his large cock. We were getting much more
furious, and his cute balls were slapping hard against my butt, and I was
moaning, and he was groaning, and we were both enjoying it so much. Like
when he got up to get the lotion, Johnny abruptly stopped fucking me. I
expected him to fill my ass with cum at that moment, but he didn't.

    "What's wrong?" I asked him.

    "Geez, fucking a tight ass like yours is more work than kicking a
forty-five yard field goal!"

    "If it's too much for you, we can trade positions," I told him.

    Johnny smiled down at me. "I'm fine. But after I bust a serious nut in
your ass, we can switch!"

    And with a wink and a slap on my left butt cheek, he took his dick all
the way out of my ass and started rubbing his smooth dick head all over my
puckered hole. It felt so good! But I was just as happy when he rammed his
nearly seven inches into my ass. His size was perfect. It was the second
largest cock that's been there, but my dad's 10 inches were a little too
much for me. But Johnny? Johnny was great. This was his first time, but he
didn't show it.

    In and out, in and out. Harder and harder. Slap, slap, slap went his
balls against me. And then he shuddered. And did he shudder! From the way
he shook, that had to have been the best orgasm he ever had. When his balls
were empty, he pulled out and just fell back. He was beat.

    I laid down next to him, with our faces equal. I reached over and wiped
his bangs off of his sweaty forehead. He smiled at me, and I smiled back. I
knew he was tired from that huge orgasm, but I was just so fucking horny! I
wanted his ass so bad. So, I got up off the bed and moved Johnny's body so
that he was kneeling over the bed. This way the cutie wouldn't have to
work.

    Leaving him there, I found the discarded Vaseline and lathered up his
hole and my 15 year old cock. I knew I wouldn't last long, what with me
being so horny. His being so fucking hot didn't help matters. So, I didn't
start out nice and slow like he did, I started fucking his ass hard. He
actually yelped, and I remembered that he was a virgin. Key word: was. He
wasn't a virgin anymore! I slowed down briefly and let him adjust to having
a large intruder in his ass, and then went back to fucking him fast and
furious.

    Like I predicted, I only lasted about five minutes, which was longer
than I expected. And then I couldn't hold off anymore and came. And man did
I cum! This was probably the most I'd cum in my life at one time, and I'd
had lots of ass in my 15 years. Guess it was his tight, virgin ass, or his
hot looks. But that was one hell of an orgasm!

    I just laid there with my cock in his ass, until I grew soft and it
fell out. I then hopped up on the bed, and so did he. We just laid there
for a moment, enjoying each other's company. And then, as I watched, his
cock started to grow. He grinned at me and my cock started to grow. He held
up six fingers, and then nine, and then looked at my cock and smiled. I
nodded and he moved his face down to my cock, and I got in position to
accept his.

    As I started so suck his dick hard, I realized that just two hours ago,
we were both fully clothed, sitting in a classroom, with him rubbing my leg
back in Biology. Amazing what a couple of hours could do to a couple of
horny boys, with a little help from God, that is. And speaking of couples
of things, I was looking at a couple of cute little balls while I sucked a
big cock. I decided that I wanted to taste those balls. So I let his cock
out of my mouth and took his left ball in my mouth, and sucked. He moaned
loud with pleasure while his head went up and down my shaft. We were both
having a ball, but I was really having a ball! But I wanted both of them,
so I struggled a bit and fit both in my mouth, and sucked on them. The
whole time, I was jacking his cock and he was sucking me.

    I couldn't take it anymore. Though I had filled his ass with cum not
even forty-five minutes ago, I shot another load into his cute mouth. He
struggled to swallow again, but I decided that I wanted to try to swallow
him. I took his balls out of my mouth and fucked his cock with my mouth
again. And then a whole lot of sweet cum filled my mouth. It was hot and
delicious, as the boy juice from such a hot boy should taste.

    After every drop was swallowed, he took it out of my mouth and came
back and laid down next to me. We embraced each other, happily. After so
much hot sex, and after blowing our stacks three times each, we were very
tired. And, a few minutes after our last kiss, we fell asleep in each
other's arms.

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Special thanks goes to my AOL friend Simon who shared a story with me that
gave me the idea for this one. So, Simon, this one is for you, buddy. Hope
things work out in your favor with your science friend.
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*Please, feel free to criticize me. I got a lot of letters in response to
my first and second stories, Nailing Nick and www.fuckme.com, and they
helped me to write a better third story, I think. I also met a few really
great people thanks to the emails and Instant Messages I got. And, if you
take the time to write me a letter, honestly letting me know how you felt
about my story, I will always take the time to reply to it. My email and
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