Claremont High school was located in one of the most comfortable suburb of a bombastic urban center.

At 18, Derek was a senior and as popular as they come. He was 6'tall, slender, and sinewy with short circuit, dark brownish hair and hazelnut tree centre. He was bountiful, but not rugged-looking. The daughter swooned over him, and he had had plenty of lady friend. The cat liked him because he was athletic but not a athlete, playing only volleyball, and his disposition was essentially gruntle and kind, but he could also consume fun with the best of them.

The first day of school began in its common noisy fashion. Students were running about to find their lockers, stow their gearing, and place Friend, plus learning their homeroom and who their instructor would be. Derek always took special interest in the new educatee of his same class twelvemonth, learning their names beforehand, including Cooper 's, knowing that they were typically submit to abuse as"outsiders."

Gary Cooper was also 18, and a transfer from another, much small, school. He was very short for his age and skinny, with dark-skinned hair that came to the bottom of his ears. He had piercing, cat-like super acid eyes with long, dark eyelashes that made him appear to be wearing mascara, yet he was n't. His features were soft and, if anyone asked him in a personal setting, he would hold that he was gay.

While he also settled into the concluding year at the with child shoal, Derek first noticed Cooper as he was putting things away in his locker. lusterlessness, who had the locker next to his, looked down at Cooper and asked,"are you a fucking fag ?"flatness was a crude, thick type whose mental capacity did n't even closely match his bulk. Cooper merely smiled and continued about his business.

"Oh, fairy faggot has no response ?"matt chuckled, then slapped him across the expression. Cooper did n't respond, which only infuriated him further. lustrelessness grabbed Cooper by the pharynx and slammed him up against the metal footlocker, lifting him off his feet."From now on, princess, you 'll resolve my questions,"he growled.

The side by side thing heard was Matt gasping for breath as he writhed about on the floor, his balls having been kicked from prat. Derek smiled down at him and asked,"want response to your questions, pudden-head ? Then hail to me first."Matt, with center crossed and unable to speak, merely nodded as he groaned in pain.

"Thanks, but you should n't have done that. I 'll only pay for it later,"Peter Cooper said as Derek helped him up from the story. Cooper beamed a smile that showed perfect, snow-white teeth."That wo n't happen again,"Derek said."Oh, it 's alright. I 'm used to it,"Cooper replied in his soft voice, absent the stereotypic lisp.

"My public figure is Derek. You can always weigh on me, Coop, if I may forebode you that,"Derek boldly said without even knowing why. They locked eyes with an unusual saturation that neither could explain. Gary Cooper simply replied,"thanks again, Derek, and I like the nickname."

As Cooper turned and walked away, Derek could n't help but notice his firm, round butt."What the piece of ass !"he thought."Why are you looking at his ass ?"Derek shook it off, then went to encounter his own homeroom and new teachers.

The school was large enough that the senior grade was broken into two radical. As such, they had different home room and no courses together, so Derek only saw Peter Cooper in passing. When they did sports meeting, however, Derek found himself staring at him. His centre were strangely drawn to barrel maker, observing his feminine build, slender finger, smooth complexion and full lips. Derek had decided that Cooper was n't handsome or precious. On the contrary, he was pretty ; very pretty.

As meter went on, Derek 's idea continued to swan to Cooper, but did n't eff why, and they were beginning to touch him. It was more than just making sure enough he wasn't being victimized. At one chance meeting during lunch, they linked center from a distance. Derek had to quickly look away. Those luminous cat valium eyeball pulled him in, and Derek knew he had to push the sprain cerebration now forming in his mind away, but found it somehow impossible.

Cooper was on the swim squad, and Derek deliberately started going to swim meets just to see him. He did n't care one bit about swim or which team won. As he sat in the bleachers above the kitty, Derek gazed at Cooper 's slender body, smooth, hairless skin, and business firm ass accentuated by his tight, red Speedo. Cooper had also cut his dark hairsbreadth short for the swimming season, and pranced about the pool area like a sweet-smelling pixie.

It was starting to get him crazy, and Derek needed to figure it out. He certainly was n't gay, or even bi for that topic, but he finally had to take on to himself that he wanted that pretty guy. Derek did n't have it off if Gary Cooper had a lover or not, nor did he like. He did n't love Cooper, but just wanted to have a go at it him. It was unadulterated lust. Try as he might to put the thought out of his psyche, he could n't do it. There was something magnetised about him that Derek had no explanation for.

Gary Cooper was a mathematics wizard, already taking college-level courses. Derek was slightly above-average in math, but approached Peter Cooper one day as schooltime let out."Hey, coop !"he yelled."What 's up ?"Cooper replied, turning around to see at him as Derek approached. Coming close, and pulling him aside from the crew of students, Derek started to execute his program.

"Well, I hate to admit it, but I really suck at math. Any luck you could assist me out, Coop ?"Derek lied."Sure, I 'd be gladiolus to,"cooper replied."That would be capital. Maybe you could come over to my home,"Derek suggested. They compared addresses and found that Cooper lived only about a mile from his star sign, an easy bicycle ride away, since neither of them owned a car.

Derek was waiting in the living room for Frank Cooper 's reaching, pacing about in anxiousness and wondering if he could actually do this. His pulse quickened when he heard the doorbell ring. Derek went to the door and greeted him with a smile."Take your shoes off and do on in, coop,"he said. Derek led the way into the aliveness room where he stopped, turned around, and looked directly into his bright, green eyes.

"I have to tell you the accuracy. I do n't need service with math,"he said. Looking bemused, Cooper asked,"then why am I here ?"Cutting right to the chase, Derek flatly said,"because I want to bed you."

Cooper 's affection nearly stopped. Here he was, standing in battlefront of one of the most popular and sought-after guys in school who just told him that he wanted to fuck him. It was beyond his wildest aspiration.

Derek did n't waitress for any response, but lowered his zipper and pulled his already semi-stiff, circumcised rooster through his fly. James Fenimore Cooper stared in amazement, still not believing this was really happening, but quickly dropped to his knee joint, taking the rod into his hand. Gently, slowly he stroked the shaft, watching it swell to its broad strength. He savored the hot tool, feeling the politic skin motility as he slid his paw up and down.

Seeing a large fall of pre-cum oozing from the incision, he lapped it up, then continued to flick the tip of his tongue around the swollen point. Peter Cooper slipped it into his mouth and began to lactate, while still teasing it with his clapper. Derek groaned and put his hands on Gary Cooper 's shoulders.

Derek had had plenty of blow task before, but just knowing it was a guy 's mouthpiece on his rooster made it even more erotic, every spunk in his body now on ardor. It was so wrong, wayward and twist. He should be disgusted, but his upheaval only increased. Cooper took More of his shaft, slowly working his way down until he had the intact thing in his oral cavity and his nose rubbing against Derek 's genital organ.

This was n't the first-class honours degree rodeo for Cooper, so deep-throating was nothing new to him. He continued to locomote up and down the engorged rod, taking all of it until he backed off about halfway to increase his suction. He tightly held Derek 's aching dick in his right hand and gently moved his pass on hand into his fly, carefully pulling out his balls. James Fenimore Cooper sucked with a warmth as he caressed the smooth bag."Oh, yes, Coop, do it !"Derek moaned.

Frank Cooper slid his mouth off of Derek 's stopcock and began to slowly work his way down the shaft. Once at the groundwork, he ran his spit over the sleek bag and gently sucked on one of his Lucille Ball while stroking Derek 's fellow member with increased speed. After suckling and tongue-torturing both of his balls, he kissed his way back up to the head, where he teased the undersurface with his tongue, licking off another huge drib of pre-cum.

Derek was going insane and moved his hands onto James Fenimore Cooper 's head, pulling it down onto him. Sensing the cue, Cooper started to suck his cock with a vengeance, saliva drooling out of his lip and down the shaft onto his chunk. Derek 's breathing grew tease. He held Cooper's head firmly in his manus and knife thrust in clip with cooper 's up-and-down suction until he could n't stand it any longer.

"Ooooohhhhh ! film it all !"Derek gasped, bucking his hips and blasting shots of slurred spermatozoan into his pretty rima oris. Cooper did n't miss a pulsation, sucking and swallowing every drop, only letting the tool cutting from his mouth after he was surely that Derek 's chunk were completely drained.

Frank Cooper stood up and Derek pulled him onto his chest, using him for balance, afraid he might fall over because he had cum so backbreaking. Panting, Derek held Cooper closely, who adored the fire up grasp and crushing embrace. barrel maker loved kissing more than anything, and desperately wanted to snog Derek, but somehow knew that was n't what he wanted. Their bodies clung together in passion, but Derek was still confused, yet also understood that he had now crossed the line, and was n't about to stop.

Derek 's turncock rose quickly as he held Cooper tightly against him, then separated and took his manus, leading him to his chamber. There, James Fenimore Cooper stood motionless as Derek yanked off his shirt, then peeled off his jeans and boxers at the Saame prison term. Finally pulling off his windsock and throwing them aside, he stood naked before Cooper with his raging hard-on and ball in overuse refilling his sac with cum.

Frank Cooper nearly fainted as his eyes slowly wandered over the gorgeous, muscular soundbox that he had n't dared to think for even one moment could be his.

Derek lowered himself to the bed, sliding up on his back and propping two pillows against the headboard behind him. He put his left hand arm behind his head and smiled, running his right paw over his quiet thorax as he eyed Cooper in anticipation.

Standing at the end of the bed, Gary Cooper slowly began to unfold his shirt one button at a clock time, keeping his magnetic heart locked onto Derek 's. Methodically, he worked his way down until it was loose, then pulled his arms out of it, revealing his hairless twink chest and tiny pap. Cooper dangled the shirt in his right hand for a few minute, then let it unload to the base. He opened the snap on his bloomers and slowly lowered the slide fastener.

Taking the top in his hands, Gary Cooper pushed his pants down to just below his sparkle dark cotton wool briefs, still keeping his eyes locked on Derek 's. Tilting his head slightly to one position, he smiled coyly and slowly dropped the pants to his ankle joint, stepping out and kicking them aside. He then took off each windsock, dropping them to the floor with overdo slowness.

"What a slight minx,"Derek thought as his right manus moved from rubbing his bureau to his aching cock.

Cooper turned his back to him, then pulled his briefs down just below his firm buns, turning his foreland to regain eye contact. He finally slid the blue undies down completely, threw them aside and diffuse his cute, little cheeks to peril his tiny pucker. Cooper knew that he was driving Derek mad, and enjoyed every mo of it.

Turning around to face him, Derek looked at Cooper 's cut dick below a low bush of dismal pilus. He was n't interested in his cock, but that tranquil body, those beautiful eyes and wicked smile nearly made Derek blow his loading right then.

Cooper approached the bed and ran his touchy hands from Derek 's genu to his genitalia, caressing his inner thighs and gently licking, kissing the most sensitive areas. Derek could only close his eyes, and try to pull himself not to think he was actually loving this, yet he did.

Slowly climbing forward, Peter Cooper moved up to begin kissing Derek's thorax, flicking his tongue around his surd nipples. Derek had never had any of his girlfriends even care about his nipples before, and gasped as Cooper gently sucked and tweaked them, sending new Wave of horrid wizard throughout his body.

Although yearning to osculate his lips, Cooper was afraid that would ruin everything, so he continued to kiss and work out his way over Derek 's chest and stomach, finally taking his corpse tool into his hand. Using the tip of his index finger, barrel maker rubbed the big ball of pre-cum drooling from the dent around the headland and dabbed the supererogatory onto his own tight, short possible action.

Cooper got to his human knee, straddling him.

Although he loved kitty, Derek had always wanted to fuck a tight ass, but none of his lady friend had ever even let him try. Holding Derek 's turncock in his rectify hand, Cooper slowly lowered himself down until the glistening nous was rubbing against his hole. He teased him by massaging the tip around his smooth, hairless crack, then sat back with one steady apparent motion, taking Derek 's entire cock into his ass.

"Mmmmmmm,"Derek groaned as he felt his os surrounded by Cooper 's hot body. He knew that Peter Cooper was n't a virgin, but could n't consider how taut it was. Frank Cooper slowly began to tease up and down the hard member, squeezing it with his muscles.

As he picked up his pace, Derek grabbed Cooper's little hips."Oh, fuck !"he moaned as he began to thrust into the tight slideway, finally timing them with Cooper 's passado, who locked optic with him yet again.

"Oh yes, Derek, fuck me, fuck me !"Gary Cooper panted as the speed and intensity level increased. Derek was lost in Passion. He wanted to talk dirty to James Fenimore Cooper, but could n't form the words, his mind overcome with vivid, frenzied lust.

Derek closed his eyes and continued to shove his ramrod faster and faster into the pretty butt, finally pulling Gary Cooper hard against his chest and holding him tightly. His body convulsed as he arched his dorsum."Oa, oa, oa !"Derek grunted with each volley of boiling cum that he shot into him."Yes, yes, yes !"Cooper hissed between clenched dentition as his prostate was rammed and he felt the hot emollient pour into him.

Totally spent, but with his cock still inside him, Derek continued to hold Cooper conclusion to his consistency as he came down from his orgasmic senior high school and slowly regained his mind. He could n't believe this had even happened, and wondered if it had been completely wrong, yet felt total bliss.

Cooper knew that Derek had probed beyond his limits, but was n't going to let this opportunity pass without at least another chance.

"Do you desire me to be your bitch ?"he softly purred, cuddling against Derek 's potent body and playfully nibbling his ear, hoping against all odds that Derek might feel something more than than just sexual gratification.

"Oh yes, I want you to be my kick, and mine alone,"Derek replied, drawing him even closer and continuing to puff as his mind spun out of control.

Against everything he knew, Derek leaned down and gave him a diminutive kiss on the lips, sending Cooper into the swarm .