This is the next part of my ‘ sexual vocation ’, that's what my friends like to predict it anyway. At this point in clock time I had only been with one girl, Melissa. She's my best friend and side by side threshold neighbour who I would fuck a lot. We went to the same schooltime, Crescent high school shoal, and our schooltime had many rivals, including another schoolhouse in our local area, Highbridge High shoal. Both schools are incredibly militant due to the fact that in the area, near schools are fairly rotten and run down, Crescent High School and Highbridge are two of four exceptions to the rules, the other two being a private school and an all girls school respectively. The residual of the school in our area are pretty betray, but the rationality why Crescent and Highbridge hate each early is because of the fight between our pedantic successes and our athletic successes. Now I succeeded academically, but athletics was always my strong suit of clothes. I come from a mob of sport ; bagger, footballer, Rugby role player, course and Field athletic contest etc. I've always been athletic, I love it. Maybe one day I 'll talk over this in boost detail if you are that worry, but my point is for my school day I was constantly the ‘ star athlete ’. This meant that I competed against Highbridge a lot. The amount of money of fights I 've been in against masses from this school has been pathetic, this rivalry isn't just a bit of fun it's dangerous, some citizenry have been left in hospital from injuries sustained in fighting between the two school. I love the rivalry because I love to compete and I love to fight, always have always will.

Anyway dating between the schools was also frowned upon when we were younger. It wasn't very usual as masses from Highbridge tend to live in the northern role of the Town, people from Crescent high gear lived in the kernel or in the southward ; I grew up in a shit hole called Berwell banking company but that's a fib for another day. When I was 14, I found out a classmate of mine, Rebecca, was dating a guy from Highbridge, called Clay. Dating anyone from Highbridge was bad but dating the Great Compromiser of all mass was very bad. Clay was Highbridge's ‘ star athlete'for our donnish year, a highly rated rugger thespian who had played for the England Under 16's a yr vernal than his mate. I hated this guy because we both played for our district 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 little girl, very attractive and a lot of guy wire in my yr 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 Clay, once again he gets something that I want. I could visualize his shit-eating smiling laughing at me that he gets to roll in the hay her.

Rebecca's ‘ betrayal ’, what we called anyway, began an all out war between the two schools, for a few Day at least. There were a few competitiveness before masses stopped caring and lifetime went back to normal. But during this flow of prison term I decided to postulate actions into my own hands. On a Tuesday afternoon, I went to Lucius Clay's house. Clay had broken up with Rebecca, ultimately causing this ‘ war'to end but Rebecca was going to his house to sort matter out. At the net minute she decided she couldn't bear to see him and instead I would go there, but she didn't Tell Lucius Clay. I was planning on beating the bull out of him. I fucking hated him.

I got to the house and knocked on the door, as soon as he opened the door. ‘ notch, what are you doing here'corpse questioned, but I took no notice. I walked inside and made sure he was home alone. He was. I turned to face him. ‘ You shouldn't have gotten with Rebecca'I said, as I lept towards him and hit him with a right hook. We fought for a bit, and ended up on his lounge. We were punching and kicking each other when he got the top mount. 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 raging, 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 girls in generally, just recently I've been thinking about boys too'He turned to me, ‘ Please don't William Tell anyone, I know we don't get along but please keep open this between us'he was right, we don't get along but outing mortal was atrocious, besides it wasn't like I didn't like it. I was surprised to acknowledge a slight bulge in my pant from the strong-arm contact and the kiss. He noticed this too, and I looked over to his bulge. It was big. Looked handsome than mine, but of class it was. Clay always had to be unspoilt than me ; it was the foundation of our rivalry. 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 large cock for my age, Clay had to have one self-aggrandizing than me. I looked from his bulging cock to his face, he was staring at me. My cumulative hatred turned to attraction. I never realised how attractive I found him to be. My prick got severe as I looked into his blueness eyes, and we came together for my first consensual kiss with a boy. I had never before been sexually attracted to person my own sex, but I wanted him. I didn't know what that meant but I didn't bother thinking about it.

Our candy kiss was yearn and passionate. I reached over and grabbed his gravid bulge and he did the Saami. He got mine out first and began massaging it. He was impressed with the length, I did boast 7 column inch at the time. But it looked small in compare to his 8.5 inch cock which I had just realised from its captivity in his trousers. I was shocked, I couldn't believe such a thing could even exist, let alone be held down in a span of trousers without ripping the fabric. The cock was fatheaded to and dripping with pre-cum. We began wanking each early off and kissing. He broke off our kiss and insisted I suck his shaft. I was surprised by how eager I was to do it. His beautiful cockhead dripped with pre-cum and the veins popped to the surface, it looked delicious. I went down to the floor on my knees and proceeded to kiss the tip of his dick, before licking it and eventually taking it in my mouth. Once it was in, remains proceeded to skull fuck me. It was intense, no doubt things he did to girls before me. For about 30 secondment he pounded away at my pharynx as I lay there, suppressing the urge to be nauseous. Quickly my gag unconditioned reflex disappeared and I was able to enjoy the new found feeling of having his large member down my throat.

He removed his cock from my oral fissure, giving me time to breathe, and told me to issue forth with him. I followed him to his sleeping room, where we undressed and I laid on his bed. He sucked my dick for a bit, but became infatuated by the size of my ass, which mass often said looked more like a woman's, and urged me to pitch over. I was scared, of course of study, as there was no going back after this. But my fears subsided when I felt Clay's cockhead enter my asshole. I began to cry from the hurting, but I couldn't help but enjoy the feel. It was incredible, something I had never felt before nor expected myself to savour. His fabolous putz only needed to push 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 neck, ‘ Don't cum until I fucking severalise you too'He insisted agressively, pushing my foreland back down and continuing to crusade his magnanimous cock inside of me. I continued crying, but did not plain once as he entered me. He got 6 inches in and began fucking me. His big hawkshaw felt flummox as it hammered away at my poor asshole. Clay began slamming all 8.5 inches of turncock inside of me, which resulted in me crying out even brassy and then cumming all over his bedsheets. He started shouting at me, removed his cock and dragged me by the ramification so that my heading was where a pool of my own cum was. He pushed my head into the cum and made me drink it. This degrading act was a huge good turn on for me. I quickly released how much I enjoyed tasting my own cum. He continued fucking me, all 8.5 column inch slamming into my dickhead. corpse reached over to choke me over again, whispering in my ear ‘ What did I fucking say, following clip you cum tell me before ’.

He continued fucking my ass for 10 more than minutes. My balls began to swell as I felt another onus begin to exhaust. In my moan voice I said, ‘ Clay, I'm going to cum ’. He continued pounding on my ass, but reached over. With his ripe hand he choked me and his leave hand he covered my cockhead. I came inside his helping hand. He took his hand and poured my cum into my mouthpiece. He called me a slut and slapped my ass. It was so degrading but I loved it.

Soon it was Henry Clay's time to cum. After about 20 minutes of pounding away, he removed his big cock from my dickhead and inserted it into my mouth. The taste was different now, but I still enjoyed it. He fucked my back talk for a few minutes, causing me to have an internal orgasm, before he filled my throat with cum. He took his limp cock out of my oral cavity, stepped over me and laid in the bed.

I couldn't movement, I laid there too, facing away from him. I wasn't sure what I had just done, or how I was going to go with myself. I was 14, to be gay would mean the equivelent of a death time in my vernal mind. cadaver said something to me, but in my dazed res publica I didn't hear it. He slapped my ass, which brought me to attending, though I didn't dare motility to see at him. ‘ That was fun wasn't it ’. remains said. ‘ Not that you are going to mention it to anyone, wouldn't do either of us any good ’. He caressed my ass, slapped it a few clock time, before plunging his middle finger inside of it. He began kissing my neck and fingering me, all the while rubbing his semi-erection on my thigh. The touch of his finger inside of me was intense, not like his stopcock obviously but still it felt awry and that's made it feel right.

I came inside myself again, and decided now was the time to leave. I got up and got dressed and headed home plate. I messaged Melissa as I was walking home. I wasn't gay, I know I wasn't. But I needed to leaven I wasn't. Melissa's mum had just left the house, and she was ready for me. I got inside, and began going to work on Melissa's beautiful organic structure. I wanted to hurt her, no I needed to. It was the sole was I could essay that I wasn't a faggot, 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 asshole and knew what I had to do. Without thinking, I stuck my pollex inside her asshole. She whimpered, but I paid no brain to it. I then pulled my thumb out and started fingering her whoreson with my mediate finger. She began to moan from this. I pulled my throbbing cock out of her wet pussy and forcefully put it inside her motherfucker. She began crying as I fucked her mercilessly like it was her cunt. I came within a couple of min. She cried and I cried with her, telling her what the Great Compromiser and I had done. We held each former and I apologised for hurting her.

I went plate and went for a to lavish. As I washed, I remembered how Nice it felt when stiff fingered me. My hands lingered around my arse, but I chose not to. I got out, dried off and got into bed. As I looked at my speech sound, I noticed a subject matter, from corpse. A image of his beautiful hammer. The subtitle read, ‘ We should do that again old x'.