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The following story is taken from my kindle ebook SCALLY BOY idealist, available on Amazon.

I can't concentrate no more. It's impossible with Brad in the Lapp lessons. Something's got to be done about it otherwise my college work's gon na support. The low day I started college, first day I saw him I fancied him like fuck. For the terminal two months I've fantasized about sucking his dick and fucking him. I lie in my bed at night having a big steaming wazz thinking about us both getting naked and rolling around together kissing and rubbing our dicks together. Oh screw, I haven't even seen him naked. It's driving me mad.
It was only a few weeks ago that he noticed I kept looking at him in object lesson. Then one good afternoon last week, during a lesson, our eyes met. He was sitting a few desks from me but he kept looking over at me. He knew how I felt about him and I just knew he felt the same way. Could tell by the way he kept looking at me. Then he smiled at me. I smiled back. I had the adept wank ever that night thinking about us both getting naked and doing all form of dirty stuff. I fantasized about stuffing my hawkshaw down his pharynx and nobbing the horny fucker good and unvoiced up the bum. I went to sleep and I had a brilliant dream about the both of us kissing each early naked.
And now I've finally decided something's got to be done about it. I've made sure I'm sitting next to him. I pull my chairman up real close to him so that our weapon system touch when we're writing. Just the forcible contact with him, it's making my stopcock grow in my jeans. How the shtup am I gon na get through this deterrent example ? I press my arm up against his arm and he doesn't locomote his arm away. I just know he wants it as much as I do. Then I look up at him and I whisper,"I can't stand it any longer."
"What do you have in mind ?"
"You know what I mean."
"Well…like…what do you want me to do about it ?"
"Dunno."
"You wan na do something about it ?"
"You know I do."
"You wan na do something about it…like now ?"
"Well…yeah but where can we go ?"
"leave-taking it to me."
He puts his hand up, attracts Sir's attention.
"Sir !"
Sir looks up.
"Yes ? What is it ?"
"Sir, I need to go to the bathroom, Sir."
"Can't it wait, boy ?"
"No, Sir. Swear down. If I don't go now, Sir, I'll pee myself, Sir."
The course roar with laughter. Sir tells everybody to be quite then he tells Brad to mind his language.
"Sorry, Sir, but I really will wee myself, Sir."
Brad's now squeezing his willy through his jeans.
Sir lets him go. Before Brad goes he tells me to follow him in a couplet of minute of arc, says he'll be waiting for me in the bogs. He leaves the schoolroom and after convincing Sir that I too am close to wetting my gasp I follow Brad two minutes later. I don't give a fuck if the unit stratum know what I'm up to with my horny classmate.
When I get to the peat bog down the derriere of the corridor Brad is waiting for me. We've both wanted for weeks for this to go on. We're alone in the toilets, staring into each early's eyes. We need each early so bad.
"You do realize, Brad, we have to do this otherwise we'll never be able to concentrate on our studies."
"Shut up, you daft bastard,"
He brings his sass to mine. Oh fuck, we're kissing, me and Brad. We kiss on the mouth, hold each other tight. I'm list against the wall and he's pressing his eubstance into mine. We open our oral cavity and he sticks his tongue in my mouth. He has his work force on the sides of my boldness and I have my hands on his tail end, squeezing the cheeks of his bottom through his tight faded blue jean. He's rubbing his bulge against mine. Our putz are firm in our blue jean, his throbbing hard-on rubbing against mine.
We take each early's T-shirts off and we carry on kissing. His workforce are now running up and down my trunk. He's stroking my body all over. We kiss and lick each other's look and I unbutton his jeans, trip my hand down the front of his jeans. His dungaree, they're so fucking tight. I can't squeezing my script down so he helps me. He unzips his fly and my hand slips down his denim, slips down under the sash of his undies.
I panic a bit. What if mortal walks into the crapper now, one of our schoolfellow or anybody, and they catch us doing this ? They'll William Tell everybody in college that we we're a match of pansy male child. Then I feel the tip of Brad's turncock. It's all hot and wet. Oh fuck it, I don't give a flip who knows. I want to get my horny classmate naked and I want to get naked with him and I want to drag him from the toilets and I want us both to wank each former off and take up each other's dicks in movement of the course, in front of all our mates and Sir.
Me and Brad, we take all our clothes off.
"Are you brave enough to walk back in the classroom with me like this, Brad ? Naked with our dick on bone ?"
Brad smiles.
"That'd be well hot. But I don't think I've got the balls."
"partner, believe me, you've got balls."
"Yeah. Well, are you brave enough ?"
"Only if you are, mate."
"Yeah ok then. Let's go for it, mate."
We walk out of the toilet and we walk down the corridor bullock naked with our bloomer bobbing up and down. Then we go back in the classroom. Sir stops talking. Everybody's silent. They're proper shocked.
Me and Brad go to the front of the social class. We're naked with our hot stiff hammer on full display. We face the category. I put my arm around Brad and I kiss him on the cheek. I look at all the boy in class. I smile then I take hold of Brad's cock, give a squeamish gentle squeeze.
Sir's gets up out of his chair and he says,"rightfield. You two. Get out !"
His face is bright red.
Me and Brad, we don't move.
A boy shouts out,"Leave ‘ em, Sir ! They're in love."
All the other son laugh, except for a couple of the lads who shout out,"Fucking poove !"and"Bent bastards !"
Me and Brad, we climb on to the bench at the front of course of instruction and we have sex in presence of Sir and all the lads. Now our classmates are egging us on. They were shocked at low but now they're having a laugh. Sex is just fun to watch, innit ? Don't affair if it's straightaway or gay.
Sir looks like he's going to have a spirit attack.
"plosive that at once ! Do you hear ! bar it !"
Me and Brad have no intentions of stopping. We're gon na carry on public treasury we jizz our piles.
Sir realizes he's fighting a losing battle.
"Oh fuck it ! See if I care."
He sits down at his desk and he just lets us get on with it. He looks proper stymie but now he's realised he can do nothing about it.
So yeah, we're on the bench, me and Brad. Ray Dixon and Kenny Humphrey Davy move their rule book out of the way to give us more than room. I'm lying on top of Brad. We're lying face to human face and I'm dry humping him. The lads are loving it now. They're cheering and whistling. It's a jape. Even Sir joins in with the fun.
He says,"Let's see some snogging then, gay boys."
I look at Sir and I smile at him. All that getting worked up, it was an act. He's loving it.
"Nice one, Sir !"
He goes even redder.
So me and Brad snog and we do tongues. And we play with each other's tool and clump. That's when some of the gent start squirming around in their derriere. You see deal on stiff shaft in the build, it makes you feel horny, whether it's straight or gay. And it doesn't take farseeing before dick come out of drawers. Sir sees his educatee getting their dick out.
He says,"Oh fuck it !"
He gets a one-half feeding bottle of whiskey out of his desk, opens it and takes a gulp. He leans back in his hot seat, puts his feet up on the desk.
"ejaculate on then, lads, the lot of you - get your hammer out and cause a dear wank."
This is mega. It's not every day you get to have a wank in grade. College has never been this fun before. All the laddie get their cocks out and wank off. Some of ‘ em stay sitting down, and some stand up and show off their rooster while they jack off.
Me and Brad are snogging and then Brad says to me,"Do you wan na sleep together me ?"
more than than anything in the hale cosmos I wan na fuck him. Brad gets on all fours on his hand and articulatio genus and pushes his bare arse out. I get behind him and I spit on my shaft. I spit on my finger and stick it up Brad's arse. That seems to get Sir a bit excited. He joins in with the sonny when he sees me sticking my finger up Brad's arse. He gets his cock out and starts wanking.
One lad shouts,"Nice putz, Sir !"
Another lad shouts,"Sir, you wanker !"
Then Liam Conroy gets really excited and he walks to the strawman and he takes cargo hold of Sir's cock and starts wanking him off. Sir just lets him do it then Sir…oh fuck…Sir kisses Liam on the oral cavity. Then Sir, he brings his lips away from Liam's and he puts his men on Liam's shoulders, gently pushes him down. Liam's kneeling before Sir. Sir smiling and looks down at Liam.
"Would you be so good as to sop up it for me, Liam ?"
Liam says,"All right then."
And he sucks Sir's cock.
I just have to fuck Brad. I hold on to his hips and skid my rooster up his rigorous bum. I push it in with one hanker thrust. I fall across his spinal column with my cock up inside him. He grinds his fanny against me and I fuck him good and hard.
"Oh yeah. fuck ! Fuck ! Oooh ! Fuck !"
I slide my hired man underneath him, one manus going up and down his belly and his smooth thorax, my other bridge player on his dick. I wank him off as I bum fuck him. Fuck him up the arse with my big dick.
Lads pip-squeak jizz all over the classroom as I cum up my mate's bum, and Sir spunks up all over Liam Conroy. This is the horniest day of my sprightliness .