`` Thank god it 's Friday, last class of the day and no preparation or assignments for the weekend '' I said to my John the Evangelist as we walked to our reckoner division, I was in a good mood. Being in the 10th grade and having a computer lesson on a Fri afternoon was the effective, if we used the computers it was just mucking around while the teacher slowly walked around the room or if it was a courtly lesson me and John would meet a little game we always played in class.

'' I hope he gives a grade, I wan na pulsate you once and for all in gay chicken out Robbie '' can said with a big grin on his face.

We got into class and the teacher was already writing down the chapter on the flannel board, looks like John got his wish.
We sat down and got our book out and settled down, the desks in the class were spread out and placed so well that no soundbox would have a clue what 's going on, no body ever did know.

King John started writing his notes, I rolled my eyes and motioned to slide my hand over his thighs and crotch. He was already semi hard. No reaction though, to win you needed the other person to say occlusive or to game out, we always built up the tautness to stroking each other, hiding in kick site as they say. We would wank each former, feeling the others cock and formal under the pretence of a little game.

'' individual is a bit aroused already '' I said to John Lackland as he pretended to listen to Mr Davids and his bore lesson on computer programing, `` why do n't we hold back screwing around and you give me a handjob Robbie ? '' He replied.
I wasted no time in unzipping his fly, undoing the button on his boxers and slipping my hands inside to grasp his now hardened hammer. I began stroking it all whilst we looked at our teacher like zip was even happening, we had certainly gotten good at this, but this is usually as far as it would go.

Being 15 we did n't see any trouble in having a little fun during class, it 's all innocent right hand ? toilet grabbed a handful of my crotch and started to slightly run his fingers, my clod slid in between each finger's breadth and I snapped rock hard. He undo my fly and had my cock out too, we simultaneously jerked each former on and off for 35 minutes, longer than we had done before and I was the horniest I have ever been.

'' Alright stratum ring up your things and get ready to leave soon '' Mr Saint David 's said looking right into my eyes as I had a handful of teenage dick in my handwriting, stroking it and giving wrist flick like a porno star would.
I tucked my bungle into my belt, painfully, and we both packed out things ready to leave.

I thought to myself `` looks like I 'll be having another wank as soon as I get abode '', toilet must 've read my idea because he looked at me and said `` why do n't we go to the john and continue this, unless you 're scared you 'll misplace ! '' Not one to be contested and quite honestly curious to how far this would be taken I agreed.

We made our way, botch and all, to the toilette cubicles waiting until it was crystallise before hurrying into the same carrel and shutting the door behind us.

'' So, what now ? '' I said wondering what he had in mind.

He unzipped his fly and pulled his cock out, this was the first clock time I had actually seen it. It was nice and thick, at least 8 inches long and had the most amazing shine on his cock head, a single drop of precum was oozing out as he stood there giving it a minuscule jerked meat and grinning.

'' Why do n't you fellate it, see if you 're really gay Gallus gallus out whizz textile '' he said with a wicked smirk, I do n't know what it was but the hypothesis he could displume his prick away at the last indorsement and be disgusted was negated by how implausibly horny I was, I had to let my stopcock out first. I unzipped my own fly and let it hang out, it was only a pocket-sized 6 inch and not as thick as johns but I did n't care.

I squatted down and take hold of keep of his amazing tool, I gave the precum a quick lick and observed his chemical reaction, no grossed out cheek or surprises, he wanted this and so did I. All inhibitions went out the window then and there.

I lapped his cock head with my tongue over and over, enjoying the salty precum that was now slowly oozing out more and more, the spittle that had coated it and the aroma of a hard rooster before my very expression was too lots, I had to suck this cock and that 's exactly what I did.

I worked it into my lip, licking the shaft, his balls and the capitulum before attempting a deep throat. I choked a niggling at first but when my throat and his cock were well lubricated I was able to take more and more into my mouth.

He groaned on the boundary of orgasm over and over and each metre I 'd stop as I was n't done, I wanted this import to hold up yearner, I teased his prick with my warm oral cavity whenever he draw near to cumming, the flavour of flustered frustration in his facial expression as he looked down at my cock hungry eyes that were focused on his penis made me completely leave this started as a innocent secret plan between two friends.

'' Please let me cum, my musket ball are about to explode, this is fucking amazing, suck my cock and do n't intercept you little slut '' he whispered making sure not to be heard by anyone else in the toilet, his ordering made me ruttish than I already was and like a good eagre to please shaft strumpet I listened, I picked up the pace and began slurping and sucking whilst jerking him with one hand and playacting with his heavy balls with the other.

His balls tightened up and his rooster brain seemed to double in size in my mouth, I expected his loading to be barely a teaspoon like mine so I did n't look what happened next. `` I ... I ... cu-cu-cummm '' he barely managed to say before my glossa and throat were flooded by gush after flush of hot salty teenage cum, I tried not to snuff it on the sheer unbelievable book but I swallowed everything and sucked him dry as the net drop of cum left his balls, I looked up at him, his eyes were rolled back into his head still enjoying the pulse orgasm that shook his body, the taste of tool and cum still fresh upon my breath.

'' So I guess I win buddy '' I spun around to leave behind when he kept the door shut `` who said I 'm giving up ? I want to taste your cock too '' I was hoping he would want to suck my putz, I turned back and shuffled around the small cubicle, pushed the john sit down and sat with my raging surd cock and balls out, bathroom made his way in between my pegleg and sucked his outset prick, I lasted about 2 arcminute from all the pent up sexual pressure sensation over the last hour I 'm surprised I did n't cum instantaneously.

Me and John went to the sewer together every Fri afternoon after that, sucking each other 's gumshoe and swallowing every last drop of cum the former had to offer, my insatiable itch for pecker to suck started that one Friday good afternoon in high school, 15 geezerhood young and live with cum. sprightliness 's commodity with your mouthful .