This is the next part of my ‘ intimate career ’, that's what my Quaker like to promise it anyway. At this point in clip I had only been with one girl, Melissa. She's my safe booster and following door neighbor who I would fuck a lot. We went to the Lapplander school, Crescent high School, and our school had many rivals, including another school in our local anaesthetic area, Highbridge High School. Both schools are incredibly competitory due to the fact that in the area, most schools are pretty icky and run down, Crescent High schooling and Highbridge are two of four exception to the dominion, the early two being a private school and an all female child school respectively. The rest of the schools in our expanse are pretty shit, but the intellect why Crescent and Highbridge hate each other is because of the competitiveness between our academic successes and our athletic success. Now I succeeded academically, but athletics was always my solid courtship. I come from a family of athletics ; shorts, Footballers, Rugby thespian, lead and study sport etc. I've always been athletic, I love it. Maybe one day I 'll hash out this in boost item if you are that interested, but my period is for my school I was constantly the ‘ virtuoso athlete ’. This meant that I competed against Highbridge a lot. The amount of fights I 've been in against hoi polloi from this school has been ridiculous, this rivalry isn't just a bit of fun it's dangerous, some people have been left in hospital from hurt sustained in fighting between the two schoolhouse. I love the contention because I love to compete and I love to fight, always have always will.

Anyway dating between the school was also frowned upon when we were younger. It wasn't very common as people from Highbridge tend to dwell in the Northern voice of the town, people from Crescent highschool lived in the centre or in the south ; I grew up in a shite hole called Berwell Banks but that's a story for another day. When I was 14, I found out a classmate of mine, Rebecca, was dating a guy from Highbridge, called corpse. Dating anyone from Highbridge was bad but dating Clay of all mass was very bad. Clay was Highbridge's ‘ star athlete'for our academic yr, a highly rated rugby player who had played for the England Under 16's a year jr. than his teammates. I hated this guy because we both played for our dominion and county rugby teams, and both got called up for England trials but he got in and I didn't. When I found out Rebecca was dating him I was pissed, like everyone thankfully. Rebecca was a popular girlfriend, very attractive and a lot of guys in my year including myself wanted her. Her big ass could be seen from a mile away. I used to love wanking off thinking about her big ass shaking around. I was jealous of the Great Compromiser, once again he gets something that I want. I could picture his shit-eating grin laughing at me that he gets to do it her.

Rebecca's ‘ perfidy ’, what we called anyway, began an all out war between the two schools, for a few daytime at to the lowest degree. There were a few fights before masses stopped caring and life went back to normal. But during this period of clock time I decided to adopt actions into my own hands. On a Tuesday afternoon, I went to Clay's house. cadaver had broken up with Rebekah, ultimately causing this ‘ war'to end but Rebecca was going to his house to screen things out. At the last arcminute she decided she couldn't bear to see him and instead I would go there, but she didn't tell Lucius DuBignon Clay. I was planning on beating the shit out of him. I fucking hated him.

I got to the sign and knocked on the doorway, as soon as he opened the door. ‘ dent, what are you doing here'Clay questioned, but I took no notification. I walked inside and made sure he was home alone. He was. I turned to face him. ‘ You shouldn't have gotten with Rebekah'I said, as I lept towards him and hit him with a right hook. We fought for a bit, and ended up on his couch. We were punching and kicking each other when he got the top setting. He looked down at me and all of a sudden, he kissed me.

He pulled back and we both sat there confused. I wasn't wild, just shocked that he had just kissed me. ‘ Are you gay'I asked, ‘ No'he replied angrily'‘ I don't know'he kept going ‘ I liked Rebecca, and I'm really attracted to her and girlfriend in generally, just recently I've been thinking about son too'He turned to me, ‘ Please don't tell anyone, I know we don't get along but delight keep this between us'he was right, we don't get along but outing someone was horrifying, besides it wasn't like I didn't like it. I was surprised to notice a thin bulge in my trousers from the physical tangency and the kiss. He noticed this too, and I looked over to his bulge. It was big. Looked bigger than mine, but of course it was. stiff always had to be better than me ; it was the creation of our competition. He was slightly tall than me as well, 5'10 compared to my 14 year old frame standing at about 5'8. Even if I did possess an abnormally magnanimous peter for my age, cadaver had to have one grown than me. I looked from his bulging dick to his face, he was staring at me. My cumulative hate turned to attraction. I never realised how attractive I found him to be. My dick got surd as I looked into his blue middle, and we came together for my first consensual kiss with a boy. I had never before been sexually attracted to mortal my own gender, but I wanted him. I didn't know what that meant but I didn't bother thinking about it.

Our candy kiss was long and passionate. I reached over and grabbed his large gibbosity and he did the same. He got mine out first and began massaging it. He was impressed with the length, I did gasconade 7 inches at the sentence. But it looked small-scale in comparison to his 8.5 inch cock which I had just realised from its captivity in his pant. I was shocked, I couldn't believe such a thing could even exist, let alone be held down in a pair of trousers without ripping the textile. The cock was thick to and dripping with pre-cum. We began wanking each other off and kissing. He broke off our kiss and insisted I suck his dick. I was surprised by how eager I was to do it. His beautiful cockhead dripped with pre-cum and the veins popped to the control surface, it looked delicious. I went down to the floor on my knee joint and proceeded to kiss the tip of his stopcock, before licking it and eventually taking it in my backtalk. Once it was in, cadaver proceeded to skull fuck me. It was vivid, no doubt thing he did to girls before me. For about 30 arcsecond he pounded away at my pharynx as I lay there, suppressing the urge to be sick. Quickly my gag inborn reflex disappeared and I was able to love the new get hold feeling of having his large penis down my throat.

He removed his prick from my mouth, giving me prison term to rest, and told me to follow with him. I followed him to his bedroom, where we undressed and I laid on his bed. He sucked my tool for a bit, but became infatuated by the sizing of my ass, which people often said looked more like a cleaning lady's, and urged me to flip out over. I was scared, of course of action, as there was no going back after this. But my fears subsided when I felt Clay's cockhead enter my mother fucker. I began to cry from the pain, but I couldn't help but enjoy the look. It was unbelievable, something I had never felt before nor expected myself to enjoy. His fabolous tool only needed to crusade 4 inches inside before I came, for which he felt on his cock and smacked my ass. He reached over and grabbed me by the cervix, ‘ Don't cum until I fucking secern you too'He insisted agressively, pushing my drumhead back down and continuing to crusade his large shaft inside of me. I continued crying, but did not quetch once as he entered me. He got 6 inches in and began fucking me. His big dick felt perplex as it hammered away at my wretched asshole. Clay began slamming all 8.5 column inch of tool interior of me, which resulted in me crying out even louder and then cumming all over his bedsheets. He started shouting at me, removed his turncock and dragged me by the stage so that my headway was where a pool of my own cum was. He pushed my top dog into the cum and made me drink it. This degrading act was a huge turn on for me. I quickly released how much I enjoyed tasting my own cum. He continued fucking me, all 8.5 in slamming into my asshole. Clay reached over to choke me over again, whispering in my ear ‘ What did I fucking say, next time you cum tell me before ’.

He continued fucking my ass for 10 more minutes. My balls began to swell up as I felt another load Begin to release. In my moaning vocalization I said, ‘ Clay, I'm going to cum ’. He continued pounding on my ass, but reached over. With his right hired man he choked me and his left hand he covered my cockhead. I came inside his hand. He took his hand and poured my cum into my mouth. He called me a jade and slapped my ass. It was so degrading but I loved it.

Soon it was Clay's fourth dimension to cum. After about 20 second of pounding away, he removed his big cock from my asshole and inserted it into my mouth. The taste was dissimilar now, but I still enjoyed it. He fucked my mouth for a few transactions, causing me to accept an internal orgasm, before he filled my throat with cum. He took his limp dick out of my sass, stepped over me and laid in the bed.

I couldn't motility, I laid there too, facing away from him. I wasn't sure what I had just done, or how I was going to last with myself. I was 14, to be gay would mean the equivelent of a destruction sentence in my youthful psyche. Clay said something to me, but in my dazed Department of State I didn't hear it. He slapped my ass, which brought me to attention, though I didn't dare move to look at him. ‘ That was fun wasn't it ’. Clay said. ‘ Not that you are going to mention it to anyone, wouldn't do either of us any practiced ’. He caressed my ass, slapped it a few times, before plunging his middle fingerbreadth inside of it. He began kissing my neck and fingering me, all the piece rubbing his semi-erection on my thigh. The feeling of his fingerbreadth inside of me was vivid, not like his pecker obviously but still it felt awry and that's made it find right.

I came inside myself again, and decided now was the time to leave. I got up and got dressed and headed home. I messaged Melissa as I was walking home. I wasn't gay, I know I wasn't. But I needed to prove I wasn't. Melissa's mum had just left the house, and she was ready for me. I got inside, and began going to ferment on Melissa's beautiful trunk. I wanted to offend her, no I needed to. It was the only was I could prove that I wasn't a fairy, I thought. I slapped her ass and called her a slut, like Clay had done to me, but it wasn't enough. I stared at her dickhead and knew what I had to do. Without thought, I stuck my thumb inside her asshole. She whimpered, but I paid no mind to it. I then pulled my thumb out and started fingering her asshole with my middle finger. She began to moan from this. I pulled my throbbing cock out of her wet cunt and forcefully put it inside her bunghole. She began crying as I fucked her mercilessly like it was her bitch. I came within a duad of minutes. She cried and I cried with her, telling her what the Great Compromiser and I had done. We held each other and I apologised for hurting her.

I went nursing home and went for a to lavish. As I washed, I remembered how prissy it felt when Lucius DuBignon Clay fingered me. My hands lingered around my prick, but I chose not to. I got out, dried off and got into bed. As I looked at my phone, I noticed a message, from Clay. A picture of his beautiful cock. The caption read, ‘ We should do that again sometime x'.