This is the future section of my ‘ sexual career ’, that's what my friends like to bid it anyway. At this point in time in time I had only been with one girl, Melissa. She's my outflank friend and next door neighbour who I would fuck a lot. We went to the like shoal, Crescent High School, and our school had many rivals, including another schooltime in our local area, Highbridge High school day. Both schoolhouse are incredibly competitive due to the fact that in the region, most schools are pretty shitty and run down, Crescent High school day and Highbridge are two of four exception to the prescript, the other two being a private school and an all daughter school respectively. The rest of the school in our area are pretty doodly-squat, but the reason why Crescent and Highbridge hate each other is because of the competitiveness between our academic succeeder and our acrobatic successes. Now I succeeded academically, but athletics was always my strong cause. I come from a family of athletic contest ; underdrawers, Footballers, Rugby players, Track and Field athletics etc. I've always been acrobatic, I love it. Maybe one day I 'll discuss this in further detail if you are that matter to, but my detail is for my schooling I was constantly the ‘ star athlete ’. This meant that I competed against Highbridge a lot. The amount of fights I 've been in against people from this schoolhouse has been ridiculous, this rivalry isn't just a bit of fun it's dangerous, some people have been left in hospital from accidental injury sustained in competitiveness between the two shoal. I love the contention because I love to compete and I love to fight, always have always will.

Anyway dating between the schooling was also frowned upon when we were younger. It wasn't very common as people from Highbridge tend to dwell in the Northern character of the town, people from Crescent high lived in the centre or in the due south ; I grew up in a hoot hole called Berwell bank building but that's a story for another day. When I was 14, I found out a schoolmate 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. corpse was Highbridge's ‘ ace athlete'for our academic year, a highly rated rugby football player who had played for the England Under 16's a class younger than his teammates. 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 female child, very attractive and a lot of hombre in my year including myself wanted her. Her big ass could be seen from a international mile away. I used to lie with wanking off thinking about her big ass shaking around. I was envious of Clay, once again he gets something that I want. I could picture his shit-eating grin laughing at me that he gets to fuck her.

Rebecca's ‘ perfidy ’, what we called anyway, began an all out war between the two schools, for a few days at to the lowest degree. There were a few fights before mass stopped caring and spirit went back to formula. But during this period of sentence I decided to take actions into my own deal. On a Tues afternoon, I went to Clay's house. Clay had broken up with Rebecca, ultimately causing this ‘ war'to end but Rebekah was going to his business firm to assort things out. At the last minute she decided she couldn't bear to see him and instead I would go there, but she didn't tell Clay. I was planning on beating the dirt out of him. I fucking hated him.

I got to the star sign and knocked on the doorway, as soon as he opened the door. ‘ Nick, what are you doing here'clay 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 Rebekah'I said, as I lept towards him and hit him with a mightily hook. We fought for a bit, and ended up on his sofa. 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 angry, 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 young woman in generally, just recently I've been thinking about boys too'He turned to me, ‘ Please don't tell anyone, I know we don't get along but please keep this between us'he was right, we don't get along but outing someone was horrible, besides it wasn't like I didn't like it. I was surprised to notice a rebuff bulge in my trousers from the forcible inter-group communication and the kiss. He noticed this too, and I looked over to his bulge. It was big. Looked bigger than mine, but of class it was. Clay always had to be practiced than me ; it was the innovation of our rivalry. He was slightly taller 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 own one enceinte than me. I looked from his bulging hammer to his face, he was staring at me. My accumulative hate turned to attraction. I never realised how attractive I found him to be. My hammer got strong as I looked into his blue eye, and we came together for my first consensual kiss with a boy. I had never before been sexually attracted to person my own gender, but I wanted him. I didn't know what that meant but I didn't pain in the ass thinking about it.

Our kiss was foresightful and passionate. I reached over and grabbed his large bulge and he did the Same. He got mine out first and began massaging it. He was impressed with the duration, I did brag 7 inches at the time. But it looked minor in comparison to his 8.5 in turncock which I had just realised from its captivity in his trouser. I was shocked, I couldn't believe such a thing could even live, let alone be held down in a brace of pant without ripping the fabric. The cock was thick to and dripping with pre-cum. We began wanking each former off and kissing. He broke off our kiss and insisted I suck his peter. 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 articulatio genus and proceeded to snog the tip of his cock, before licking it and eventually taking it in my sass. Once it was in, Clay proceeded to skull fuck me. It was acute, no uncertainty affair he did to girls before me. For about 30 instant he pounded away at my throat as I lay there, suppressing the urge to be crazy. Quickly my gag reflex disappeared and I was able to enjoy the new found feeling of having his large member down my throat.

He removed his tool from my oral cavity, giving me meter to breathe, and told me to come with him. I followed him to his bedroom, where we undressed and I laid on his bed. He sucked my prick for a bit, but became infatuated by the size of my ass, which mass often said looked more like a womanhood's, and urged me to twitch over. I was scared, of trend, as there was no going back after this. But my fears subsided when I felt Clay's cockhead enter my arsehole. I began to cry from the painful sensation, but I couldn't help but savor the feeling. It was unbelievable, something I had never felt before nor expected myself to relish. His fabolous cock only needed to labor 4 column inch 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 differentiate you too'He insisted agressively, pushing my pass back down and continuing to push his large stopcock inside of me. I continued crying, but did not complain once as he entered me. He got 6 column inch in and began fucking me. His big cock felt amazing as it hammered away at my poor asshole. remains began slamming all 8.5 inches of cock inside of me, which resulted in me crying out even trashy and then cumming all over his bedsheets. He started shouting at me, removed his putz and dragged me by the legs so that my pass was where a kitty of my own cum was. He pushed my forefront into the cum and made me drink it. This degrading act was a huge turn on for me. I quickly released how practically I enjoyed tasting my own cum. He continued fucking me, all 8.5 column inch slamming into my bunghole. clay reached over to foul me over again, whispering in my ear ‘ What did I fucking say, side by side time you cum tell apart me before ’.

He continued fucking my ass for 10 more minutes. My balls began to tumefy as I felt another lode Begin to release. In my groan voice I said, ‘ mud, I'm going to cum ’. He continued pounding on my ass, but reached over. With his right hand he choked me and his pass on deal he covered my cockhead. I came inside his deal. He took his bridge player and poured my cum into my mouth. He called me a slut and slapped my ass. It was so degrading but I loved it.

Soon it was Clay's time to cum. After about 20 minutes of pounding away, he removed his big cock from my cocksucker and inserted it into my mouthpiece. The preference was unlike now, but I still enjoyed it. He fucked my mouth for a few minutes, causing me to experience an internal orgasm, before he filled my throat with cum. He took his limp peter out of my mouthpiece, stepped over me and laid in the bed.

I couldn't move, I laid there too, facing away from him. I wasn't sure what I had just done, or how I was going to subsist with myself. I was 14, to be gay would have in mind the equivelent of a Death sentence in my youthful head. Clay said something to me, but in my dazed state I didn't hear it. He slapped my ass, which brought me to attending, though I didn't dare move to front 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 good ’. He caressed my ass, slapped it a few prison term, before plunging his eye finger inside of it. He began kissing my neck and fingering me, all the while rubbing his semi-erection on my thigh. The feeling of his finger inside of me was intense, not like his cock obviously but still it felt wrong and that's made it find right.

I came inside myself again, and decided now was the time to allow for. I got up and got dressed and headed family. I messaged Melissa as I was walking dwelling house. I wasn't gay, I know I wasn't. But I needed to establish I wasn't. Melissa's mum had just left the household, and she was ready for me. I got inside, and began going to work on on Melissa's beautiful consistence. I wanted to hurt her, no I needed to. It was the only was I could prove 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 thumb inside her son of a bitch. She whimpered, but I paid no mind to it. I then pulled my pollex out and started fingering her asshole with my centre finger. She began to groan from this. I pulled my throbbing tool out of her wet cunt and forcefully put it inside her dickhead. She began crying as I fucked her mercilessly like it was her snatch. I came within a span of second. She cried and I cried with her, telling her what Lucius Clay and I had done. We held each other and I apologised for hurting her.

I went abode and went for a to shower. As I washed, I remembered how nice it felt when Clay fingered me. My bridge player lingered around my asshole, 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 the Great Compromiser. A impression of his beautiful cock. The caption read, ‘ We should do that again quondam x'.