Date: Sun, 19 Apr 2015 22:17:06 -0400
From: Charlie BoyNY <cboyny@gmail.com>
Subject: Sean's Story: Chapter 8

It has been a long time since I've updated this series and I'm really happy
I've gotten back to work on it. I have found the binder in which I wrote
out this chapter and was finally able to type it up. I've gotten a lot of
e-mail about it since the last time I updated and I'm sorry if I've
neglected to respond. It wasn't my priority. I've tried to be better at
responding lately and will continue to do so. As always, you can e-mail me
any questions, comments, critiques, etc at cboyny@gmail.com. I hope this
chapter has been worth the wait.


Chapter 8 – Why we whisper in hallways


I awoke to the familiar sound of my alarm clock ringing in my ears. Ugggh.
Another day. Truly I lived in paradise. Eh?

I turned the alarm off and flopped out of bed. Groggily, my eyes still
closed, I stumbled to my bathroom. I turned on the shower and stood there,
my mind blank, while the water warmed. I hopped in and savored the feeling
of the hot water running over my body. I let loose a stream of piss and
enjoyed the feeling. There are few feelings in the world as good as taking
a piss first thing in the morning. I sighed as it washed down the drain and
away.

I got out after a couple minutes and dried myself off. I admired myself in
the mirror for a minute. I loved the way I looked. I was naturally smooth
and twinkish. I could eat whatever I wanted and never gained weight. And
the hairlessness, well, let's just say that I liked not having to shave but
once a week. I briefly shook myself to make my cock and balls jiggle and
giggled to myself.

I walked to the closet and picked out my clothes for the day: black boxer
briefs with white penguins on them, skinny jeans, a white graphic tee, and
grey converses. Just my style. Just how I rolled.

I grabbed my book bag, headed downstairs, and walked out the door. It was
looking to be a meh day. The clouds hung low and grey. It didn't look like
it was going to rain, it was just going to be hot and muggy. Yay Florida! I
sat down at my usual spot by the end of my driveway and waited for Josh and
Casey. I was so paranoid about how they would interact that I heard it the
second that Casey opened the door. I looked up as he started walking
towards me and our eyes met.

He walked over to where I was sitting and sat down, joining in my wait.

"Finish what you started?" he asked with a laugh.

"Nope," I said brusquely, "You walking in kinda killed the mood."

"Yeah...sorry about that."

"Meh. I'll live. At least it isn't that big of a secret anymore. Fuck
everyone else, but it was weird not telling you."

Our beautiful moment of reflection was interrupted.

"Heey..."

Josh fell silent when he saw Casey sitting next to me. He stopped in his
tracks, unsure of what to do. He looked like he wanted to run home and
pretend to be sick.

"Josh..."

Casey stood up and turned to face him. It was clear from his eyes that he
was trying to reassure Josh that he wasn't out to get him.

"...I don't care. I really don't. I couldn't give a fuck if you're gay..."

"I'm not gay!" he shouted.

He looked around to see if anyone outside the three of us heard. But what
he didn't notice was the pain on my face. It hurt to hear him say that.

"I- I think I'm bi." He said with less anger and confidence.

"I don't care if you're bi then. I don't care if you fuck toasters."

Josh still looked unsure.

"Just don't hurt Sean. That's all I care about."

I looked at Josh as he looked at me. I saw care in his eyes, the same look
I saw last night in my room before it changed to lust. His face softened
and I saw a slight smile on his lips.

"I won't."

"Ok. We're good then?"

Josh nodded and Casey smiled.

"I won't say anything to anyone. As far as I'm concerned what you two do to
each other is your business."

"Thanks" Josh said meekly.

"Just don't fuck on my bed. I don't need to clean up any cum stains."

Josh turned red but I laughed.

"Yeah. You have enough to clean off already." I quipped as I stood up.

He smirked and I smiled. Josh just kinda stood there a little awkward but
feeling better. After a moment he walked the rest of the way over to us. He
leaned over and gave me a quick peck on the lips. I swooned.

"Morning" he whispered.

"D'awwwwwwwww" mewed Casey, mockingly.

"Shut up," I replied, "let's go."

We turned and walked to school. I was happier than I'd felt since Josh had
walked in the night before. Things were starting to come together for me in
a way I hadn't expected. Josh clearly liked me. Maybe as much as I liked
him, maybe not. It was a start either way. I could live with that. And
Casey approved of the ... whatever it was that we had together.

We got to school and started to part ways for our classes. I said goodbye
to them both and started to walk to first period when I was quickly pulled
between two SUVs. I almost died of a heart attack before I realized it was
Josh.

"I couldn't let you go without a kiss."

He smiled, looked around, and leaned in. Our lips met and parted. Our
tongues met as he pushed his inside my mouth. He caressed mine with his and
then, just as soon as he kissed me, he pulled away.

I lingered, my tongue still searching for his between my parted lips. I
wanted more. Instead, he squeezed my ass.

"Have a good day Babe."

He walked away and left me shell-shocked. Eventually, the fog having
lifted, I started walking to class.

Then it hit me. "Babe". He'd called me babe. Holy fuck. Was this the start
of something more? Were we actually together? Oh gods! So many questions
that I needed to know the answers to. I actually had to remind myself to
stop thinking and just breathe. In...Out...In...Out. Jesus, this was going to be
a long day. Actually, that was kind par for the course lately.

I ended up coasting through my morning classes. Nothing too difficult in
one and a sub in the other. What a joke. It really didn't matter though, I
could barely pay attention with all the thoughts running through my head.

Lunchtime!

I bought my lunch: cheese pizza and a salad. Yay healthy choices!? I walked
over to the normal and sat down the guys who were already there. Josh and
Casey weren't there yet so I just listened and ate while I waited. The
conversation was mundane. Nothing they said was interesting to me.
Something about the latest school slut and the guys that had fucked her.
Straight guys and pussy; I'd never understand the allure.

Casey got there a couple minutes after I did. He quickly noticed Josh's
absence and gave me a look as if to ask me if I knew. I didn't. I thought I
saw him a couple times during lunch but he was never actually there when I
looked back. Just someone else who I hoped would be him. Where was he? Was
he ok? Where was my babe?

Lunch was coming to an end. I needed to get going so I wouldn't be late to
my next class. I got up and tossed out my trash. When I walked out of the
lunch room I saw Josh. He was standing across the hall waiting for me. What
was he up to? He was so hot. I missed him. Why am I as giddy as a
schoolgirl?

I walked over to him.

"Where were you?"

"Been thinking... Come with me."

He started walking before I could respond.

"O...K..."

I followed Josh as he walked to the science building and went inside.
Science classes were, for whatever reason, mostly in the morning, so the
building was practically abandoned. He walked up the stairs and led me to
the rarely used bathroom at the back of the second floor. He pulled the
door open for me and I walked in.

He pushed me against the wall in a matter of seconds. He kissed me, his
lips tight against mine. I kissed back, pushing forward. My heart started
racing and I started to get hard. This boy was going to give me a heart
attack or something.

"I missed you." He whispered sweetly.

My heart skipped a beat...This boy was certainly going to be the death of me...

I opened my mouth to speak but he silenced me. He took a couple steps back.

"Let me say something."

Serious business I guess. He looked at the ground.

"I don't care that Casey knows. It just bothered me when I thought you'd
told him. I thought you'd told him even though I asked you not to."

Where was this going? This was going really fast. Not that I minded.

He took a breath and looked me in the eyes.

"I like you. I like you and that scares me."

He looked like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders after saying
that.

"I like you too." I replied.

My reply was completely unnecessary. I hoped. If he didn't know that he was
an idiot.

"I know. I know you do and it makes me happy. But I don't know what this
means... I don't want to be gay."

It hurt a little bit to hear him say that.

"I don't want people to know that I like guys."

I took a breath while I processed that.

"So I'll be your little secret. Your best kept secret. And we'll go slow.
Nobody has to know."

He smiled half-heartedly.

"You're ok with that? I don't want to hurt you."

"I know. We'll figure it out."

He sighed. I walked the three steps to him and hugged him. The smell of
cologne filled my nose and I breathed it in, savoring it. I separated from
him and looked up to me his eyes.

"I'm willing to make it work if you are."

He kissed me and steered me towards the handicap stall. It was like I was
putty in his arms. I knew what he wanted. On school grounds? Naughty boy.
My dick started to harden in my pants as I thought of what was about to
happen.

"What are you doing?" I asked coyly.

"Trying to finish what we started last night before your chaperone so
rudely interrupted us."

Lol. My chaperone?

We entered the stall and he locked the door behind us. He forced me back
against the wall, a predatory look in his eyes. He kissed me again, a long,
passion kiss. His tongue entered my mouth and I sought it out with my own.
I couldn't help but moan into his mouth as my cock became rock hard in my
jeans. The fabric holding me in painfully.

He reached down between us and grabbed my cock. His hand felt amazing
through my jeans. He rubbed me roughly, causing my knees to weaken and
another moan to escape my lips.

"Someone's hard."

"No shit Sher-mmmm"

I leaned in to kiss him but he was already sliding down my body until he
was on his knees. This god of a surfer guy was on his knees in front of me,
staring at my crotch.

My cock bulged in my jeans, pushing out the fabric of the too-tight pants.
He rubbed it again and I felt it twitch. I knew it had to be leaking precum
through my trunks I was so hard.

"What to do about this?" he mused to himself

I could only watch as he brought his second hand up and unbuckled my belt.
My breath was rapid; my heart was pounding. I could feel my cock push
against his hand through my jeans with each beat of my heart pushing blood
up the shaft. It was fighting to be free.

My belt undone, he moved to my zipper. I wanted this so bad and he was
undoing my zipper tantalizingly slow. I hadn't cum in more than 24 hours.
How the hell was a teen boy supposed to last so long? My balls felt heavy
with cum. He slowly pulled my zipper down. It seemed like forever before he
had enough slack to pull my pants down to my knees.

I was there in my underwear, my cock fighting valiantly but in vain to
escape from the confines of my trunks. Precum leaked from the slit, making
a wet spot that served as a guide to anyone oblivious enough to not notice
where the head of my cock was. Josh was not one of those people.  He
grabbed my shaft through my underwear and stroked up towards the head.

"Fuck!"

He looked up at me with a slutty look in his eyes.

"You like that? You like me playing with your cock?"

"M'hmm"

He gave me a sexy grin and then turned back to my crotch. His hand moved to
the head of my cock and he rubbed the underside through my underwear. He
put his thumb in his mouth and tasted a hint of my precum.

"Mmmm."

Next thing I knew, he'd pulled the waistband of my underwear down. My cock
popped free and bounced up for a second before his hand wrapped around it.
He stroked me again. On the upward stroke a drop of precum appeared,
glistening from the slit in the already wet head.

He put out his tongue and licked the drop off. His tongue made contact with
the skin of my shaft and worked its way up, collecting my precum and
sending shivers down my spine along the way. He paused to savor the flavor
but I needed this too badly. My cock ached with the desire to be in his
mouth and shoot down his throat.

I put my hand on the back of his head and started pulling him towards my
crotch. He didn't resist and opened his mouth to allow me to enter. As soon
as the head was inside he closed his lips around the shaft. I sighed as the
lips encompassed my head and the warmth of his mouth surrounded the
sensitive head.

"God. So fucking good."

I looked down at Josh as his lips slowly slid down my shaft. It was only a
matter of seconds before my cock was buried in his throat with his nose in
my pubes. His throat was so fucking tight. I loved the feeling of his
throat squeezing my cock, trying to milk me of my cum.

Josh moved back up my cock to suck on the head. His tongue gently caressed
the head before he slid back down my pole. He was way too good at this. He
had to be a dick-sucking savant. He tightened his lips around my shaft and
sucked harder. On each upward movement he would swirl his tongue around the
head of my cock before going back down all the way. He really wanted my cum
and I was going to give it to him.

I knew from the get-go that I wasn't going to last long. Josh was going to
town on my dick, slurping on my hard rod like he was competing. I hadn't
cum in so long. I felt the need in my balls.

"You're sooo good at that."

He looked up at me, my cock in his mouth and sucked me in the most amazing
way. His tongue flicked the underside of my cock as his eyes stared into my
soul. I could see his hunger for me and a pure joy in them. I loved knowing
that he craved me and loved what he was doing to me.

I began to thrust, gently at first, but harder and harder, as I pulled his
head into me. I wanted all of my cock inside him. I impaled his throat with
my cock over and over.

"Fuck yeah! Suck my dick!" I growled.

It was like a switched had been flicked inside of me. So far I had been
this unsure, submissive boy to his assertive, dominant man. The roles were
reversed now; I was in charge, and it was fucking hot. I really started to
face fuck Josh. Spit was dripping down his chin and would splatter each
time my balls slapped it.

With each thrust in and out I could feel his lips caress every part of my
cock. The ridge of my glans tingled each time they pulled past his lips. I
felt so fucking hard, I thought the veins on my shaft would burst.

"Like that?" I asked rhetorically, "Yeah. You love that cock in your mouth."

I knew I was getting close. My cock was swelling and getting harder. Every
sensation was magnified ten-fold. Josh had to know that I was close too,
but he kept going. I wanted to feed him my load. He was going to get his
warm reward soon.

"I'm getting close" I moaned.

The only hint that Josh heard me was a quickening of his pace as he
redoubled his efforts with his tongue. I was hard as iron. I could have
broken a slab of marble by hitting it with my cock. In his mouth, Josh
massaged the underside of my glans with his tongue over and over. I
whimpered.

My balls were tight against my body as I felt the sensation of my cum
rising up the shaft of my cock.

"Oh fuck!" I shouted as Josh brought me past the point of no return.

I gasped and my hips jerked forward as the first shot of my sperm launched
from my cock and plastered the back of his throat in warm, creamy goodness.
He backed up so just the head of my cock was in his mouth, his tongue never
ceasing its motions on the underside of my head. He used his hand to jack
off the rest of my cock.

The second spurt covered his tongue in a powerful gush. Each subsequent
shot followed suit and made sure he had a hearty snack of my load. My hips
jerked in short thrusts and I mewed with each pulse of my still rock-hard
cock.

"Jesus." I gasped as I came down off of my orgasmic high.

Josh kept jerking and sucking my cock, milking it for every last drop of my
precious seed. When the last of it had leaked out, my cock had noticeably
softened, and I was thoroughly out of breath, Josh released me. He looked
up at me and opened his mouth, showing me the white load within.

"Swallow it," I gasped.

I watched as he made a show of exaggeratedly swallowing my cum. Just
seconds before I had seen it coating his tongue. Now it was down inside
him, a part of me deep within him. That would never get old, I thought.

"Delicious."

He grinned up at me, a devilish glint in his eyes.

A single drop of cum oozed, slowly from my piss slit and he leaned in to
lick the pearly drop up. I was already mostly soft but I still moaned at
the sensation.

He stood up and made to kiss me. The droplet of my cum was still on the tip
of his tongue. I savored my own taste as we joined tongues. The whole of
his mouth tasted of my essence. I did taste good. His lips pressed to mine.
I could feel his hardness in his pants and wished I had the time to make
him cum in return, but I knew we'd be late soon. I didn't want to be late
for class.

I broke the kiss and awkwardly pulled my underwear and pants up. I glanced
at hi.

"Uh... We should probably get going soon or we'll be late for class."

"Dude, the late bell rang like five minutes ago. You didn't hear it? You
must really love having your dick in my mouth."

Cocky little bastard. He wasn't wrong though. He chuckled.

Oh fuck. I hated being late for anything. I scrambled to pull my pants
straight and wrinkle-free before fastening my belt.

I cupped Josh's hard cock through his cargo shorts. I could feel with his
warm, thick cock throbbing.

"Mine."

"All yours."

I knew he wanted me to suck him off here and now, but I was already late
for class. I squeezed him lightly.

"Later."

He looked disappointed, his eyes begging me to service him.

"Later," I repeated, "And you better not cum without me. I want that cum."

He grinned.

"Fiiiinnnnne. If you really want it."

"I do. So much. But we have to get to class."

I gave him a peck on his lips, left the cubicle, and went to class. My cock
was still damp in my pants and my I was on cloud nine.


End: Chapter 8.