He smiled at me across our side class. We knew each other, but we were n't really 'friends .'I glanced back and allowed a flaccid smile to return my backtalk.

'' Choose spouse for the adjacent project, '' our sexy instructor, Mr. John said. He was 23, and looked WAY too young to be a High school English teacher.

His chisled features. Strong jaw, that was barely covered in a fine, cleanly plane bit of hair strewn across his chin. His fatal whisker, it looked so fine, I wanted to just run my fingers through it.

I imagined what he looked like under those clothes. Once, he wore a clingy shirt and his aphrodisiacal tan eubstance ... Oh my god, that body. That six pack. I almost got hard right then and there.

I could n't even begin to imaging what it looked like ... Based on the size of his hands, he was huge under those khaki pants.

Kevin stood from his seat and wandered toward me. He was the closest affair to a friend I had in this class and he sat in the desk next to me.

'' Elliott, '' he said, `` want to sour on the labor together ? '' It was a project we had to do about our book.

'' Sure, '' I said coolly, we talked for a piece until the form ended. I gave him my telephone number and he 's coming over to my house after school around 6:00. To be honest. I 've had a crush on him for a patch and he flirts with me sometimes. Well, maybe he does n't flirt with me, but I like to think he does.

I took a shower bath when I got home from diving practice. He came around 5:45 and I had no choice, I had to answer the room access in my lack of clothing. I was only wearing a couple of boxers when he came.

I would n't view myself 'ripped ,'but I had some brawn under my geeky, nerdy exterior. He seemed to wish how I looked. I was strong enough for Kevin to notice and train me out a little. Not blatantly, just slightly, enough for me to see his eyes wandering over me.

'' I 'll be right back, '' I told him, `` I 'm gon na go put on a shirt. '' I saw as his oculus slightly turn to disappointment.

'' I 'll be here. '' I ran upstairs to put on a shirt. I thought about if I saw him right, 'was he really disappointed that I 'm putting on a shirt ?'I threw on my favorite t-shirt and went back downstairs. He was sitting in the family line room when I got down there.

His book was out and he had a cute grinning on his face. I went over to him and started talking to him, we laughed a picayune bit while we talked. We decided after about an hour of work to determine a motion-picture show.

We chose to learn a horror movie, namely 'House At The End Of The Street ,'I guessed that it would scare him, and if not, I 'd dissemble to be scared and maybe he 'd hold me. I was right and at one suspenseful component part before she got attacked, he clung to me.

He smelled of hot chocolate, my favorite. If I could 've, I would 've just eaten him right then and there. His blonde hair was a little frazzled and he had a tenuous 5 o'clock tincture. His piercing blue eyes scanned over me. Unsure if he was just avoiding the scary movie on the screen or if he saw something in me, I looked at him.

His bright, but trench blue eyes looked into my puddles of John Brown as the movie played in the background knowledge. The shivery scene ended and it switched to a more romantic scenery. The boy and girl on the sieve began to get intimate and I felt as his hand wandered onto my shoulder.

He pulled me in softly and kissed me, ever so gently, on the lips. His soft pink back talk felt magnificent against mine. It felt right to snog him, so I slowly, gentlykissed him back.

'' Are you gay, too, '' he mumbled against my lips. I nodded as topper I could and ravel my hired man through his soft hair, holding him to me as we kissed. I felt as his lips curled into a grin and he mumbled in what could be considered as More of a moan eccentric strait. `` Good, because I 've liked you for years. '' I smirked against him.

I increased the heat of the buss, knocking him over onto the couch, me on top, wanting to hire ascendancy of the situation. I wandered my hands over him, feeling his muscular biceps and tugging his shirt, begging for it 's remotion.

He peeled away from the kiss for a few paces, allowing me to remove his shirt and for him to take out mine. We dropped our shirts to the face of the couch and kissed once again.

My deal wandered over his expose eight pack as he and I kissed more. He began to itch behind my ear, it caused me to shake, grinding more against him with every shake.

I felt as his rooster slowly grew and hardened. 'Dinnertime .'I found myself thinking as I thought about the fact that his might be the first meat I 'll be having since I first became a vegetarian go year.

I stopped kissing his back talk as I move slightly to the side and bbegin to kiss his jaw. I lick and nibble steadily up his jaw to his ear. I get to his ear and get down nibbling and sucking on the lobe.

I licked and nibbled my way back down his jaw, stopping occasionally to osculate his gentle, pale skin. I stopped to the face of his lip for a kiss. Then I continued downward.

whacking down the line of descent between his abs, sucking at parts, giving him sbarely but still dark pimple. I raised my forefront back up to buss his soft lips when I reached the top of his jeans while going down.

My hand sneaked down his physical structure to the release of his dark grayness skinny jeans. His hardening cock practically caused his zipper to burst at the seam. I undid the release then slid my hand slightly to the YKK zipper and lowered it.

I expected him to block me, but he did n't. He smiled and nodded as I wiggled his jeans off of him. His Boxer were a light tad of blue that complimented his pelt tone and eye color well.

His eyes became so big, aristocratical, and pouty as he reached for my black knee-length short circuit, wanting to frown them. He unbuttoned them, but I stopped him.

I rubbed his cock gently through his boxers as it grew more. I bowed my head and held the edges of his Boxer as I lowered them, revealing his 8.5 inch peter, small in comparing to mine.

I licked my lips as I saw his pre-cum dribble out of the headway. 'Meat ,'my brainiac moaned happily as I bent down slightly. I kissed the side of it, then I licked a ring around the shaft of his prick. My script began to wrap around it, starting at the tip, using the oozing pre-cum to moisten the shaft.

I licked my lips again as I moved closer to him taking only the pass into my mouth and sucking lightly, tasting the salty pre-cum I 've been craving since he came over.

I slowly started to suck harder. I removed it from my mouthpiece with a pocket-size 'pop'and began slowly licking his peter up and down. From the head to the balls and back and Forth until his entire stopcock was covered in a sparse bed of my spit.

I wrapped my lips around the headland again, re-tasting the sticky pre-cum. My lip curled into a smile, loving his sense of taste.

I slowly took in his turncock. millimetre by millimetre ; teasing him as he groaned deeply. I took the first four and a half inches in with ease, slowly working my way up.

I got to five and a half column inch in, until it touched the backrest of my throat and I gagged. I lifted my hand up and wrapped it around the remaining three column inch of his hammer.

I jerked him off as I bobbed my head up and down, up and down on his longsighted, thick, hard peter. I looked up at him as I bobbed faster and jerked harder. I feel his cock tremble a bit as he moans out.

I moaned against his cock as I rammed it into the rachis of my pharynx with every thrust. I began to slowly swallow, deepthroating the prick in my mouth. I used my pharynx to massage it.

'' Fuck, Elliott, '' he groaned in a sexy, mysterious mumble, `` I 'm so close ! '' I continued to bob my header up and down quickly while deepthroating.

I extended my hand and softly played with his lump. He cums abundantly down my pharynx. I welcomingly swallowed every drop. I removed his cock from my lip and licked back up and down, cleaning him off.

I had n't noticed as my 10 column inch had hardened while sucking him. I moved my hand slightly and put a finger in his ass. He gasped at the sudden entry of my finger in his ass, but quickly relaxed.

He kissed me again, as if giving me license to do Thomas More if that 's what I want. I kissed him back then I gently flipped him over, getting a nice opinion of his tight, wan ass.

I allowed my pecker to rub against his ass and I smirked. His cock started to grow again. I used my pre-cum to lubricate my cock, then I collected some of his and lubricated his ass with it.

I took my time, slowly entering the head into his ass pickle. He yelled out in pain for a second when I first entered, but he was okay. He reached out and took cargo hold of the arm rest of the sofa.

He squeezed the cast feeling pain until the tips of his finger's breadth turned white. `` roll in the hay, you 're so tight, '' I groaned as I slowly sunk my 10 column inch into him. I was passed the head and was about an column inch farther into him.

He yelled out, partially in pain, partially in extasy as my 2 edge spacious prick dug its way into him. `` Farther, '' he moaned, begging. I smirked and did as he begged, sinking my thick, hard rooster into him, already almost 5 inch in.

I felt as he started to slightly lean back, onto my putz. I resisted my itch to moan as his mean ass engulfed my hammer to 7 inches. I spanked his ass roughly, turning it red at my touch modality.

My cock sank even farther into him. I knocked us over so he was practically sitting on me, allowing the gravity to pull him onto me. I pulled out of him, from the 9 inches in, back to 6, then without another thought I slammed into him, forcing all 10 inches in.

He wiggled slightly, massaging my cock. I pulled out and pushed back in in a behind, unbendable rhythm. `` Kevin, '' I groaned as the white, hot, gluey fluid flowed from the head of my pecker into him.

'' shtup, Ellll, '' he moaned, losing his ability to speak as he felt my juice enter him and released some of his own. He pulled off of me and turned around. He smiled at me and kissed me softly.

One soft, sweaty, sexy kiss. `` I love you, Elliott. '' I smiled and kissed him gently, softly running my picket hand through his lighter blonde hair.

'' I love you, too, Kevin. ''