I 'm not really trusted what happened. All I really remember is being thrown onto my back and having the early guy just lay on me. It was happening so fast all I knew was I was being dominated by someone twice my sizing. Then the ref blew his whistle, smacked his script down, and ended the match. I had lost again.
My public figure is Nathan McCain. I 'm a 15-year-old freshman wrestler from Harold Highschool in Harold, Bluegrass State, and yes, I 'm gay.
As I walked off the mat toward my bag of clothes waiting in the quoin soul put their hand on my articulatio humeri. I looked up and saw Buckley, the cutest sophomore on the team, looking at me. He was just a little taller than me so he was kind of looking down at me. He had black, buzz-cut hair, a double-dyed grin, and bass, sea foam unripened eyes. I could see myself in his centre. I looked like a sad little kid just standing in social movement of him with a foresightful, sad typeface, and I was still wearing my hopeful red wrestling singlet. My short, John Brown hairsbreadth was a little messed up from my match, and my galvanising blue centre were started to become moist ( I cry when I lose sometimes ).
`` Hey, dainty job out there, '' he said.
`` Th-thanks, '' I replied. It was all I could say back. I 've had a huge crushed leather on Buckley for a hanker metre now and him standing this close to me was taking my breath away.
`` well, I 'm done for today, '' he said, `` backing are n't until tomorrow. You going to lavish now ? ``
`` Yeah, '' I said, `` That was my second release so I 'm done for the altogether weekend. ``
`` cool, '' Buckley told me, `` Hey, I 'll let you in on a cloak-and-dagger if you do me a favor. ``
I was suddenly excited to get to do something for the boy I 've had a huge jam on so I, of course, said, `` Sure. What ? ``
`` Out that door, '' Buckley pointed to a door at the compass north end of the gym, `` take a left and at the end of the Radclyffe Hall there 's a small footlocker way where we can bear the cascade to ourselves and hide from the coaches if we take too long. Can you go bulge me a cascade too ? I 'll grab my material and sports meeting you in there. ``
I could n't trust what he just asked ! I was so surprised I could only stammer out, `` S-s-sure. ``
`` Thanks, '' he said with that double-dyed smile of his. He gave me a firm smack on my butt and ran off to get his stuff.
I followed Buckley 's directions and found the footlocker room. I went inside and turned on two cascade and started to undress. I took off my shoes and socks and pulled down my berm strap until I was only wearing my singlet up to my waist. That 's when Buckley walked in and looked me over. He turned back and locked the doorway ( probably so the coaches would n't determine us ) and looked back at me.
`` You got a pretty cunning buttocks there, Nathan, '' his words made me redden, `` There are still some of the mass from the team wrestling, so we probably have more time than I thought. ``
I watched him take off his shirt and noticed his beautiful, slender frame. He even had a slight six-pack. I looked away before he could captivate me looking.
We finished undressing and got into the showers. For a instant the only phone I could hear in the modest room was the working water supply hitting the floor. Then I heard I modest phone that I could n't reckon out for a moment, then I realized, it was Buckley. He was moaning. I turned around and looked at what he was doing, and I could n't think what I saw. Buckley was slowly and gently masturbating ! Not only that, but he was hung ! His cock must have been at least 8 1/2 in long.
I felt my own shaft get articulated lorry hard, so I started rubbing it gently. Then Buckley really surprised me. He looked back and caught me watching him. Instead of doing anything I thought he would Buckley reached over and grabbed my cock ! He was gently and slowly rubbing my dick until it was it 's full 5 1/2 inches and rock hard. I did n't want him to stop but I felt my self becoming unbalanced so I leaned against the wall to stabilise myself. Then Buckley put both our hawkshaw in one of his workforce and jerked them off together. The feel of our dick rubbing together was amazing, but I still could n't believe what was happening !
`` Wh-what are doing ? '' I asked with a wonky voice.
`` I 'm sorry, Nathan, '' his voice was quiet, `` I knew you were gay and I could n't help oneself it, but you 're just so tinker's dam cute. Why you damn freshman so damn precious ? ! I 'll stop if you want me to. ``
I loved this. I loved the way he was holding me. I begged, `` Please, do n't stop. ``
Next affair I know Buckley 's lingua was playing in my sass in what had to be the trump kiss ever ! Buckley was squeezing my cigarette with both his handwriting while our grueling dicks rubbed together. I broke our kiss and moved down to play with his nipple. I loved hearing him moan with pleasure.
`` I ca n't help it, Nathan, '' Buckley said through gritted teeth, `` I want you so bad ! ``
At this distributor point I was nothing More than just another horny teenage boy. I knew what I wanted and I knew Buckley could fall in it to me. I turned, faced the paries, and stuck my butt out hoping Buckley would take away the hint, and he did. He stood behind me and started running his peter up and down the crack of my butt. Then I felt the pure pleasure as Buckley put one of his finger into my tight, Virgin hole. After a minute or so I felt the pleasure intensify and I let out a small gasp as Buckley slid another finger's breadth in. I let my mouth hang open and softly moaned while I was being slowly trope fucked.
`` Are you a virgin, Nathan ? '' He asked.
`` Yes, '' I answered.
`` Good. Me too, but we can both vary that now. ``
Buckley took his fingers out of me and I felt the head of his dick at my hole. He started pushing in slowly. All I could really do was grit my teeth hard as I was over taken with spirit of both pain sensation and intense pleasure until Buckley 's entire 8 1/2 inch dick was inside me. He started humping me slowly. The pain sensation faded away until there was goose egg left hand but delight. Buckley slowly sped up until he was fully on fucking me ! `` Ugh ! Ugh ! Ah ! Fuck me ! Ugh ! '' was about the merely thing I could say. The sound of the urine was drowned out by our lecture breathing and the phone of Buckley 's nut slapping against my buns. Then I could feel it, I was going to cum.
`` Please, stop ! I 'm gon na cum ! Buckley ! '' I tried to tell him but he was lost in his teenage lust. Instead of stopping he reached around and started to jack me off rapidly. It was n't too a lot yearner until I shot my onus all over the cascade wall. After a bit longer I felt Buckley 's stopcock pounding and he came too, shooting his load deep into me. I loved it !
He pulled out and we shared another passionate osculation. Then we quickly cleaned ourselves off knowing that the rest of the team was probably getting prepare to result by now. We got dressed, kissed again, and went back into the gym smiling and giggling like 7th grade female child. The live member of our team, a junior named Sir Richard Owen, was just finishing his last match for the day. The residue of the squad was getting fix to leave, noone noticed how yearn Buckley and I were gone. It was n't long until everyone was asleep on the bus as we went plate to catch one's breath a bit at base and refill our lunches before coming back here for the championship matches tomorrow. Buckley and I slept together in the back of the bus, and he went on to contract 1st station that weekend