Date: Wed, 7 Jan 2015 14:02:53 +1300
From: ben zeb <zebben2014@gmail.com>
Subject: Math Class Young Friends

Math Class

I sat next to Keith in math class.  Not because I wanted to, although I
did, but because we were told to by the teacher.  It was something to do
with his weird way of remembering who was who.

Keith was hot!  And I had been hard for him ever since we began college in
year nine last year.  He wasn't all that good looking but there was
something about him that made me hot and drooling every time I saw
him. Maybe it was his soft brown eyes, or his tight, smooth body, or his
athleticism and gymnastics skills.  Keith was shorter than me but I liked
that about him too.

Keith mainly kept to his small group of close friends.  He wasn't loud or
aggressive, not a jock or a nerd.  I wasn't part of his small but close
friend group.  He was plain and ordinary and maybe that's what I liked most
about him.  The most obvious difference between Keith and me was, I was gay
and Keith, as far as I could tell, wasn't.

I had known Keith for the past year and finally here I was sitting next to
him.  Occasionally our legs would rub or press against each one.  When that
happened, I would hold my breath and stay still, just so I could enjoy the
moment, no matter how brief it was.  Lately, those brushes were happening
more often and for longer and I had begun to deliberately find ways to get
as close to Keith as I could, usually whenever we had a math problem we
didn't understand.  Keith didn't pull away when I did get close.

One particular day in term two during an afternoon math session, I noticed
Keith quietly and gently rubbing his arm over his crotch.  I tried to make
it not look obvious, but I couldn't take my eyes off what he was doing.

In a pretence about a math problem, and I guess to try to shield him a
little more from any other observers, I moved closer to him.  That gave me
an even better view of what was going on and I could see an obvious boner
in his school shorts.  This was just too much and I cracked the hardest
boner I'd had in weeks.  Wow!

He noticed me watching him and his face went red and he stopped, leaning
forward to try to hide his hard cock.  I said "don't worry, I crack 'em all
the time and smiled at him.  I leant back and showed the bulge in my pants
saying, see same problem.  Its hot boring and I'm as horny as a rat".

He laughed at that and said "yeah I think I need to jerk off".  Jeeeze, I
fair nearly fainted at that.  "Yeah, so do I", I replied.

Then he completely blew me away by asking, "so how biog is yours?"

Throwing caution to the wind, I pulled my boner out of my pants, did my
best to slide the leg of my shorts up to show him.  "Fuck!" He whispered.
"That's huge!"

"Well how big is yours?"  And at that he slid his beautiful hard sexy cock
down his leg.  Oh my god!  His cock head shone.  It was reddy purple and
glistening.  He was circumcised, (like me), but unlike me he had a little
collar of skin left, which was drawn back behind the head.

He said, "shit you're much bigger than me".  I couldn't stop myself and
dropped my left hand down and gently gripped his cock.  It was HOT and it
throbbed.  I could feel his heart beating through his steel hard shaft.  I
played slowly with his little bit of skin.  We had to be careful not to let
the teacher, or anyone else for that matter, see what we were doing.

That's when I barely managed to keep from groaning when Keith slid his hand
down and around my cock.  We slowly stroked each other.

It wasn't long before Keith told me to stop because he would cum if I
carried on.  I told him not to worry, just let it happen cause I will catch
it in my hand.  And that's what happened.  A few more stokes and Keith
tensed up, shuddered and exploded into my hand.

OMG!  His juice blasted into my palm all hot and wet and slippery.  I could
smell a slight scent of swimming pool.  I don't know how many times he
shot, but when he had finished, I continued to hold his cock head in my
palm until he went soft.

There I was, with a handful of hottie Keith's cum.  What to do now?  I
whispered "don't let this shock you and I'm sorry if it does", and brought
my hand up to my nose and sniffed his cummy scent.  It was just fantastic.
Keith's smell, wow!  And that's when I carefully licked my hand clean.

I didn't dare look at Keith as I was afraid what he might think.  But when
I finally built up the nerve to look at him, he smiled and said, do that
often?

Nope, I replied, just for special people.

So you think I'm special?

Yep.

And that was that.  We slid our dicks back in place and the lesson ended.
Not for the first time did I walk out with my bag in front of my crotch.

Keith and I jacked off together off and on for two months or so.  Mostly it
would be in the senior school bog during graphics class.  He would ask for
a toilet break and a few minutes later I would do the same.

I would quite often eat his cum.  I liked it.  His taste changed a little
sometimes but what I really liked was the salty, tangy somewhat sweet taste
of this fairly thick jizz cream.  Keith never tasted mine but he did, and
had, tasted his own.  His and my cum tastes similar but different.

Keith always liked chicks and when he found one who would help him with his
horniness, he didn't need my help.  I was disappointed a bit, but we are
still friends, not real mates.  And I still sit next to him in math class.