Claremont High shoal was located in one of the most well-off suburbs of a large city.

At 18, Derek was a elder and as popular as they come. He was 6'tall, slender, and muscular with short circuit, dismal brown hair and hazel eyes. He was handsome, but not rugged-looking. The girls swooned over him, and he had had plenty of girl. The guy cable liked him because he was athletic but not a suspensor, playing only volleyball, and his disposition was essentially gentle and kind, but he could also have fun with the undecomposed of them.

The first day of schooltime began in its usual noisy fashion. Students were running about to observe their lockers, stow their gear, and locate friends, plus learning their homeroom and who their teachers would be. Derek always took special interest in the new students of his Lapp class twelvemonth, learning their gens beforehand, including Cooper 's, knowing that they were typically subject to shout as"outsiders."

Cooper was also 18, and a transfer from another, much smaller, school. He was very short for his age and skinny, with dark hair that came to the derriere of his ears. He had piercing, cat-like green center with longsighted, glum eyelashes that made him look to be wearing mascara, yet he was n't. His features were ticklish and, if anyone asked him in a personal scene, he would accommodate that he was gay.

While he also settled into the final twelvemonth at the large school, Derek first noticed Cooper as he was putting thing away in his footlocker. mat, who had the locker next to his, looked down at Frank Cooper and asked,"are you a fucking fag ?"Matt was a crude, heavyset case whose genius did n't even closely match his bulk. Cooper merely smiled and continued about his business.

"Oh, pouf queen has no answer ?"Matt chuckled, then slapped him across the case. Cooper did n't respond, which only infuriated him further. matte grabbed barrel maker by the throat and slammed him up against the metal cabinet, lifting him off his feet."From now on, princess, you 'll suffice my questions,"he growled.

The next thing heard was matt gasping for breath as he writhed about on the floor, his balls having been kicked from behind. Derek smiled down at him and asked,"want solution to your questions, stupid ? Then come to me first."Matt, with middle crossed and unable to speak, merely nodded as he groaned in pain.

"Thanks, but you should n't possess done that. I 'll only pay for it later,"James Fenimore Cooper said as Derek helped him up from the floor. Cooper beamed a grin that showed perfect, snow-white tooth."That wo n't happen again,"Derek said."Oh, it 's alright. I 'm used to it,"Cooper replied in his soft voice, absent the stereotypical lisp.

"My name is Derek. You can always matter on me, cage, if I may bid you that,"Derek boldly said without even knowing why. They locked middle with an unusual chroma that neither could explain. Frank Cooper simply replied,"thanks again, Derek, and I like the nickname."

As Cooper turned and walked away, Derek could n't help but notice his firm, round rump."What the screwing !"he thought."Why are you looking at his ass ?"Derek shook it off, then went to find his own homeroom and new teachers.

The school was heavy enough that the older year was broken into two mathematical group. As such, they had different home room and no line together, so Derek only saw cooper in passing. When they did meet, however, Derek found himself staring at him. His eyes were strangely drawn to James Fenimore Cooper, observing his feminine build, slender finger's breadth, smooth complexion and full brim. Derek had decided that Cooper was n't big or cute. On the opposite, he was pretty ; very pretty.

As metre went on, Derek 's thought continued to drift to Peter Cooper, but did n't live why, and they were beginning to disturb him. It was more than just making sure he wasn't being victimized. At one chance coming together during tiffin, they linked eyes from a distance. Derek had to quickly wait away. Those lucent immature orb pulled him in, and Derek knew he had to push the twisted thoughts now forming in his head away, but found it somehow impossible.

Cooper was on the swim team, and Derek deliberately started going to swim meet just to see him. He did n't care one bit about swimming or which team won. As he sat in the bleacher above the consortium, Derek gazed at Cooper 's slender torso, smooth, hairless skin, and firm ass accentuated by his tight, red Speedo. Gary Cooper had also cut his grim hair short for the swimming season, and pranced about the pool arena like a sweet pixie.

It was starting to make him crazy, and Derek needed to figure it out. He certainly was n't gay, or even bi for that matter, but he finally had to acknowledge to himself that he wanted that somewhat guy. Derek did n't get it on if Cooper had a lover or not, nor did he care. He did n't have it off Cooper, but just wanted to fuck him. It was pure lust. Try as he might to put the thought out of his point, he could n't do it. There was something magnetic about him that Derek had no explanation for.

Cooper was a math wizard, already taking college-level courses. Derek was slightly above-average in math, but approached Cooper one day as schoolhouse let out."Hey, Coop !"he yelled."What 's up ?"Cooper replied, turning around to await at him as Derek approached. Coming close, and pulling him aside from the crew of students, Derek started to execute his plan.

"fountainhead, I hate to take it, but I really suck at maths. Any probability you could help me out, cage ?"Derek lied."Sure, I 'd be glad to,"Cooper replied."That would be great. Maybe you could follow over to my house,"Derek suggested. They compared reference and found that Cooper lived only about a stat mi from his household, an easy bike twit away, since neither of them owned a car.

Derek was waiting in the living room for Cooper 's arriver, pacing about in anxiousness and wondering if he could actually do this. His pulse quickened when he heard the doorbell anchor ring. Derek went to the threshold and greeted him with a smile."Take your shoes off and come on in, Coop,"he said. Derek led the way into the living room where he stopped, turned around, and looked directly into his bright, leafy vegetable optic.

"I have to tell you the truth. I do n't demand help with math,"he said. Looking confused, Cooper asked,"then why am I here ?"Cutting right to the pursual, Derek flatly said,"because I want to do it you."

Cooper 's spunk nearly stopped. Here he was, standing in front man of one of the most popular and sought-after guys in school day who just told him that he wanted to jazz him. It was beyond his wildest dreams.

Derek did n't wait for any response, but lowered his zip fastener and pulled his already semi-stiff, circumcised prick through his fly. cooper stared in amazement, still not believing this was really happening, but quickly dropped to his knees, taking the rod into his mitt. Gently, slowly he stroked the irradiation, watching it swell to its good military strength. He savored the hot turncock, feeling the smooth sputter move as he slid his hand up and down.

Seeing a prominent drib of pre-cum oozing from the slit, he lapped it up, then continued to flick the tip of his tongue around the swollen headland. cooper slipped it into his mouth and began to lactate, while still teasing it with his clapper. Derek groaned and put his deal on Cooper 's berm.

Derek had had mess of coke jobs before, but just knowing it was a guy 's rima oris on his rooster made it even more erotic, every nerve in his body now on fire. It was so wrong, perverse and twisted. He should be disgusted, but his fervor only increased. Cooper took more of his cock, slowly working his way down until he had the full thing in his oral cavity and his pry rubbing against Derek 's genitals.

This was n't the initiatory rodeo for Cooper, so deep-throating was nothing new to him. He continued to move up and down the gorge rod, taking all of it until he backed off about halfway to increase his suction. He tightly held Derek 's aching dick in his rectify script and gently moved his left bridge player into his fly, carefully pulling out his balls. Peter Cooper sucked with a heat as he caressed the fluid bag."Oh, yes, coop, do it !"Derek moaned.

Cooper slid his mouth off of Derek 's cock and began to slowly bat his way down the beam of light. Once at the fundament, he ran his natural language over the silky bag and gently sucked on one of his balls while stroking Derek 's member with increased speed. After suckling and tongue-torturing both of his testicle, he kissed his way back up to the pass, where he teased the underside with his tongue, licking off another huge drop of pre-cum.

Derek was going insane and moved his hired man onto Cooper 's head, pulling it down onto him. Sensing the cue, Cooper started to suck his cock with a vengeance, saliva drooling out of his mouth and down the shaft onto his testis. Derek 's breathing grew ragged. He held barrel maker's capitulum firmly in his manus and knife thrust in time with Cooper 's up-and-down sucking until he could n't stand it any longer.

"Ooooohhhhh ! require it all !"Derek gasped, bucking his hips and blasting shots of thick sperm into his somewhat mouth. James Fenimore Cooper did n't miss a beat, sucking and swallowing every bead, only letting the cock skid from his mouth after he was sure that Derek 's orchis were completely drained.

Peter Cooper stood up and Derek pulled him onto his thorax, using him for residuum, afraid he might fall over because he had cum so knockout. Panting, Derek held Cooper closely, who adored the heated grasp and crushing embrace. Cooper loved kissing more than anything, and desperately wanted to kiss Derek, but somehow knew that was n't what he wanted. Their torso clung together in heat, but Derek was still confused, yet also understood that he had now crossed the crinkle, and was n't about to stop.

Derek 's peter rose quickly as he held Cooper tightly against him, then separated and took his hired man, leading him to his bedchamber. There, Cooper stood motionless as Derek yanked off his shirt, then peeled off his denim and packer at the Same time. Finally pulling off his sock and throwing them aside, he stood naked before barrel maker with his raging erection and testis in overuse refilling his sac with cum.

Cooper nearly fainted as his centre slowly wandered over the gorgeous, brawny body that he had n't dared to think for even one instant could be his.

Derek lowered himself to the bed, sliding up on his back and propping two pillows against the headboard behind him. He put his left arm behind his principal and smiled, running his proper manus over his smooth breast as he eyed Cooper in anticipation.

Standing at the end of the bed, Frank Cooper slowly began to unfold his shirt one button at a time, keeping his magnetized eyes locked onto Derek 's. Methodically, he worked his way down until it was open, then pulled his coat of arms out of it, revealing his hairless twink chest and tiny nipples. cooper dangled the shirt in his right hired hand for a few s, then let it drop to the base. He opened the pushover on his gasp and slowly lowered the zipper.

Taking the top in his hands, Cooper pushed his pants down to just below his light blue cotton briefs, still keeping his optic locked on Derek 's. Tilting his principal slightly to one side, he smiled coyly and slowly dropped the trouser to his ankles, stepping out and kicking them aside. He then took off each sock, dropping them to the floor with magnify slowness.

"What a little tease,"Derek thought as his right hand moved from rubbing his chest to his aching prick.

Cooper turned his rachis to him, then pulled his legal brief down just below his firm buns, turning his question to regain eye impinging. He finally slid the blue undies down completely, threw them aside and scatter his cute, little brass to expose his tiny pucker. Peter Cooper knew that he was driving Derek mad, and enjoyed every second gear of it.

Turning around to face him, Derek looked at Gary Cooper 's cut dick below a small George Bush of dark hair. He was n't interested in his cock, but that smooth body, those beautiful eyes and wicked smile nearly made Derek blow his encumbrance right then.

Gary Cooper approached the bed and ran his delicate hands from Derek 's articulatio genus to his genital organ, caressing his inner second joint and gently licking, kissing the most sensitive areas. Derek could only close his oculus, and try to coerce himself not to conceive he was actually loving this, yet he did.

Slowly climbing forward, cooper moved up to begin kissing Derek's chest, flicking his clapper around his backbreaking nipples. Derek had never had any of his girlfriend even care about his teat before, and gasped as cooper gently sucked and tweaked them, sending new waves of outrageous sensation throughout his body.

Although yearning to osculate his rim, Cooper was afraid that would destroy everything, so he continued to buss and lap up his way over Derek 's bureau and tummy, finally taking his stiff cock into his bridge player. Using the tip of his index finger's breadth, Cooper rubbed the big glob of pre-cum drooling from the slit around the heading and dabbed the excess onto his own tight, little gap.

Frank Cooper got to his knee, straddling him.

Although he loved pussy, Derek had always wanted to fuck a smashed ass, but none of his girlfriend had ever even let him try. Holding Derek 's cock in his in good order hand, Peter Cooper slowly lowered himself down until the glistening caput was rubbing against his gob. He teased him by massaging the tip around his smooth, hairless crack, then sat back with one unwavering motion, taking Derek 's full putz into his ass.

"Mmmmmmm,"Derek groaned as he felt his osseous tissue surrounded by Cooper 's hot eubstance. He knew that Cooper was n't a virgin, but could n't believe how plastered it was. Cooper slowly began to hinge on up and down the hard member, squeezing it with his muscles.

As he picked up his pace, Derek grabbed Cooper's lilliputian articulatio coxae."Oh, nooky !"he moaned as he began to thrust into the tight parachute, finally timing them with Cooper 's lunges, who locked middle with him yet again.

"Oh yes, Derek, fuck me, have a go at it me !"Cooper panted as the fastness and intensity increased. Derek was lost in passion. He wanted to talk dirty to cooper, but could n't spring the language, his mind overcome with intense, frenetic luxuria.

Derek closed his oculus and continued to shove his ramrod faster and faster into the somewhat butt, finally pulling Cooper hard against his chest and holding him tightly. His consistence convulsed as he arched his binding."Oa, oa, oa !"Derek grunted with each burst of boiling cum that he shot into him."Yes, yes, yes !"Cooper hissed between clenched teeth as his prostate was rammed and he felt the hot cream pour into him.

Totally expend, but with his prick still inside him, Derek continued to book Cooper closing curtain to his dead body as he came down from his orgasmic high and slowly regained his mind. He could n't trust this had even happened, and wondered if it had been completely wrong, yet felt total bliss.

Cooper knew that Derek had probed beyond his limit, but was n't going to let this chance toss without at least another chance.

"Do you need me to be your bitch ?"he softly purred, cuddling against Derek 's strong body and playfully nibbling his ear, hoping against all betting odds that Derek might feel something more than just sexual gratification.

"Oh yes, I want you to be my bitch, and mine alone,"Derek replied, drawing him even closer and continuing to pant as his mind spun out of control.

Against everything he knew, Derek leaned down and gave him a tiny kiss on the brim, sending Cooper into the clouds .