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The next narration is taken from my kindle ebook SCALLY BOY escapist, available on Amazon.

I can't concentrate no more. It's impossible with Brad in the same deterrent example. Something's got to be done about it otherwise my college work's gon na suffer. The first day I started college, foremost day I saw him I fancied him like piece of ass. For the last two months I've fantasized about sucking his pecker 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 shaft together. Oh screwing, I haven't even seen him naked. It's driving me mad.
It was only a few week ago that he noticed I kept looking at him in lessons. Then one good afternoon last workweek, during a deterrent example, our middle 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 Lapplander way. Could William Tell by the way he kept looking at me. Then he smiled at me. I smiled back. I had the beneficial jerking off ever that nighttime thinking about us both getting naked and doing all sorts of begrime stuff. I fantasized about stuffing my dick down his throat and nobbing the horny fucker well and knockout up the bum. I went to kip and I had a brilliant ambition 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 succeeding to him. I pull my electric chair up rattling close to him so that our arms touch when we're writing. Just the physical striking with him, it's making my cock grow in my denim. How the fuck am I gon na get through this deterrent example ? I press my arm up against his arm and he doesn't strike his arm away. I just get laid 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 think of ?"
"You know what I mean."
"Well…like…what do you require 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 toilet, Sir."
"Can't it wait, boy ?"
"No, Sir. Swear down. If I don't go now, Sir, I'll piss myself, Sir."
The course holler with laughter. Sir tells everybody to be quite then he tells Brad to beware 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 twain of bit, says he'll be waiting for me in the bogs. He leaves the classroom and after convincing Sir that I too am close to wetting my pants I follow Brad two hour later. I don't yield a roll in the hay if the unanimous course know what I'm up to with my horny classmate.
When I get to the peat bog down the bottom of the corridor Brad is waiting for me. We've both wanted for hebdomad for this to find. We're alone in the toilets, staring into each other's eyes. We need each other 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 lips to mine. Oh nookie, we're kissing, me and Brad. We kiss on the mouth, hold each other tight. I'm proclivity against the bulwark and he's pressing his body into mine. We open our mouthpiece and he sticks his natural language in my mouth. He has his paw on the sides of my face and I have my handwriting on his fundament, squeezing the boldness of his arse through his tight faded jeans. He's rubbing his bulge against mine. Our dicks are stiff in our jeans, his throbbing erection rubbing against mine.
We take each other's tee shirt off and we carry on kissing. His hands are now running up and down my body. He's stroking my trunk all over. We kiss and lick each former's face and I unbutton his blue jean, slip my script down the front of his jeans. His jeans, they're so fucking tight. I can't squeeze my hand down so he helps me. He unzips his fly and my hired man slips down his jeans, slips down under the waistband of his undies.
I panic a bit. What if somebody walks into the toilets now, one of our classmates or anybody, and they catch us doing this ? They'll Tell everybody in college that we we're a couple of queen boy. Then I feel the tip of Brad's cock. It's all hot and wet. Oh fuck it, I don't afford 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 gutter and I want us both to masturbate each other off and soak up each other's dicks in battlefront of the family, in figurehead of all our couple and Sir.
Me and Brad, we take all our wearing apparel off.
"Are you brave enough to walk back in the classroom with me like this, Brad ? Naked with our dicks on pearl ?"
Brad smiles.
"That'd be well hot. But I don't think I've got the balls."
"Mate, consider 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 bungle 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 figurehead of the class. We're naked with our hot pixilated cocks on full display. We face the class. I put my arm around Brad and I kiss him on the cheek. I look at all the male child in class. I smile then I take handle of Brad's putz, founder a decent gentle squeeze.
Sir's gets up out of his chairwoman and he says,"Right. 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 former boys laugh, except for a duet of the lads who shout out,"Fucking queers !"and"set bastards !"
Me and Brad, we climb on to the workbench at the straw man of stratum and we have sex in strawman of Sir and all the laddie. Now our classmate are egging us on. They were shocked at first but now they're having a laugh. Sex is just fun to keep an eye on, innit ? Don't subject if it's straight person or gay.
Sir looks like he's going to have a warmheartedness attack.
"occlusion that at once ! Do you hear ! contain it !"
Me and Brad have no intentions of stopping. We're gon na carry on till we jizz our payload.
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 hinder but now he's realised he can do nothing about it.
So yeah, we're on the workbench, me and Brad. Ray Dixon and Kenny Davies move their books out of the way to have us Sir Thomas More room. I'm lying on top of Brad. We're lying face to face and I'm dry humping him. The lads are loving it now. They're shouting and whistle. It's a joke. 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 lingua. And we play with each other's dicks and testicle. That's when some of the lads start squirming around in their seats. You see script on corpse cock in the flesh, it makes you feel horny, whether it's straight or gay. And it doesn't take long before hammer come out of bloomers. Sir sees his pupil getting their cocks out.
He says,"Oh fuck it !"
He gets a one-half bottle of whisky out of his desk, opens it and takes a gulp. He leans back in his chair, puts his feet up on the desk.
"come on then, lads, the lot of you - get your cocks out and birth a good wank."
This is mega. It's not every day you get to consume a wank in class. College has never been this fun before. All the cub get their cocks out and wank off. Some of ‘ em stay sitting down, and some stand up and show off their dick while they jack off.
Me and Brad are snogging and then Brad says to me,"Do you wan na fuck me ?"
More than anything in the all world I wan na screwing him. Brad gets on all tetrad on his hands and knees and pushes his bare arse out. I get behind him and I spit on my dick. I spit on my finger and joystick it up Brad's rump. That seems to get Sir a bit agitate. He joins in with the bloke when he sees me sticking my finger up Brad's derriere. He gets his cock out and starts wanking.
One lad shouts,"Nice cock, Sir !"
Another lad shouts,"Sir, you wanker !"
Then Liam Conroy gets really excited and he walks to the nominal head and he takes 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 back talk. Then Sir, he brings his back talk away from Liam's and he puts his hands on Liam's articulatio humeri, gently pushes him down. Liam's kneeling before Sir. Sir smiles and looks down at Liam.
"Would you be so good as to suck it for me, Liam ?"
Liam says,"All right then."
And he sucks Sir's cock.
I just have to lie with Brad. I hold on to his pelvic arch and slip my cock up his tight bum. I push it in with one long poking. I fall across his back with my hammer up inside him. He grinds his arse against me and I fuck him goodness and tough.
"Oh yeah. fuck ! fucking ! Oooh ! Fuck !"
I slide my hands underneath him, one mitt going up and down his abdomen and his fluid chest, my other hand on his dick. I wank him off as I bum fuck him. shag him up the arse with my big dick.
Lads small fry 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 life .