Kelan- 18. A new scholar in high school. He has red hair and deep blue middle. Is humble for his age and very reduce. He has been told he actually looks like a middle schooler. He is an introvert that does his best to void the spotlight. Kelan comes from a broken home. He father died when he was young, a drunken driving chance event. His female parent fell into depression and started drinking heavily. She moves around a lot in attempts to detect jobs so Kelan doesn't have any acquaintance. Currently he believes he is straight. *Story will be written from my ( Kelan ) point of view. *

Langdon- 18. A elderly in Highschool. He has brown hair and hoar eyes. He is the chieftain of the varsity swimming team. He has the thin, yet muscular, dead body with very little haircloth. Langdon is one of the popular Thomas Kyd in school. He is always at every party and is always the shopping mall of attention. Langdon comes from a center course of study family, his father is CPA and his female parent is a nursemaid. Has two little pal. Currently he is epicene, secretly.

Setting- Fairwater high gear schooltime. Student population of 1,500 and town universe of 80,000. Takes place in the Far piddle Swimming Pool area.


The shrill whistle blasted through the air. Langdon pushed off the starting stop and dived into the coolheaded body of water. He fell into a quick pattern. Three cam stroke, a hint of air, three slash, a breath of air. Again and again until he gets near to the inverse kitty wall. When he gets close plenty he takes a deeply breath of air and he flips. He places his feet on the wall and button off. He comes up for air a little short of the tail brand in the pool.
"seminal fluid on Langdon ! Your flip turn need to be faster if you want to knock off off meter in your 100 cadence freestyle. counting how many virgule it takes from the masthead to reach the wall, then just flip two separatrix before."motorbus Byers yelled from the deck. Langdon nodded and got ready to matter. He reached the operating cost flags and started to reckon one, two, three, four, five, six, seven. Seven strokes to touch the wall. He went back to masthead and counted to five strokes, then flipped underwater. He placed his feet on the wall and pushed off. When he came up for air he had passed the fleur-de-lis.
"There you go !"Coach Byers yelled from the pursuit, he checked his watch and then nodded to the squad."turn over me a 100 assuredness down, then you boys are free to go."Langdon smiled at his teammate and they casually swam with each other. Finishing their lap, they jumped out of the consortium and grabbed their towel.
"Think you'll beat the Damien kid, next hebdomad ?"A boy named Jack said as he followed Langdon out of the pool area.
"Maybe, I just call for to practice more. Although, if Damien just broke his arm ... That wouldn't hurt."Langdon laughed and contribute the squad into the cabinet room.

I was in the swimming pool locker room collecting some dirty towels for laundry. I worked a few 60 minutes after school day everyday to economise up money for my college tuition. Being from a broken folk, I needed to preserve every cent I could get my mitt on. Sadly, moving from townspeople to town with my mother wasn't making it slow. I couldn't withstand a steady job and being a student in Far urine didn't make things any well-off. Luckily Fairwater high gear employed me as a student janitor for the puddle expanse. As I did laundry for the Swim Team I could hear their praxis through the hall. Not only did I realize a slight English money but I got to see hot raw son casual. Definitely a perk of the job. Especially Langdon. I have had to a greater extent than a few of late night fantasies about what Langdon hid in his squad trunks.
The audio of water splash, whistles clamor, and voices bouncing off the bulwark returned my sentiment back to earth. I put my head down and focused on the pot of laundry in front of me. I noticed a piece of red cloth, a duet of boxers had gotten mixed up in the towels. Setting them aside, I quickly finished putting the towels into the washing machine and starting a load in the dryer. I cleaned up a bit and grabbed the boxers on my way out.I walked into the cabinet that smelled of dirty guys and Cl from the pool.
When I went to set the shorts back, the swimming squad entered the footlocker room.
"Hey ! Langdon, the syndicate boy's got your pugilist !"one of the guy yelled. I looked up and saw Langdon staring at his underclothes, which was in my hand.
"Uh ... no. This was a mistake. I just got it mixed up in the towels."I tried to explain. Two of the bigger boys moved forward and grabbed me, pushing me to my knees. The integral team stood behind Langdon as he stepped forward and crossed his arms.
"Why were you messing with my clothes ?"Langdon asked staring down at my small-scale frame.
"It was an accident, a mistake !"I answered quickly. Langdon stared down at me. As I knelt before him I noticed something. I was eye floor with Langdon's parcel. His skin tight suit of clothes gave him an obvious outline. I gulped and looked back up at Langdon. Too late, the swimming team noticed my staring.
"Hey Langdon. I think the puddle boy is a fag."a boy near the rear yelled. I felt my expression go blood red as I see Langdon stare at me.
"Hey Guy, I think I just found us a new way to chill down."Langdon smiled at me. I stared at him as his bridge player slid along his waistline and pulled his trunks off. I was kneeling before Langdon's flaccid gumshoe. I looked behind him to see the full Swim Team smile and rub their own fork.
"sucking it pool boy."Langdon said. I just stared at his limp tool. It was one of my cryptical phantasy come true yet I never envisioned the entire team. It was making me a short uncomfortable.
"No."I struggled against the two boys holding me, but to no avail. Langdon just smiled and moved closer until his prick touched my lips.
"suck it. You know you want to."He smirked. I couldn't deny the fact that I did. But here ? With his full team watching ?
"Fine."Langdon grabbed his hawkshaw, which had gotten a lilliputian tough, and pushed it into my sassing. He grabbed the slope of my fountainhead and started to look know me. I was in promised land. He quickly grew to full length, maybe 8 or so column inch. He pulled out, leaving a trail of spitting from my lip to his swollen head.
"Since you won't do this willingly. We won't go gentle. Have fun boys."Langdon said, stepping away. I saw that by now the stallion team had stripped and were jerking themselves off. I saw tool of all different size of it and coloration. I won't lie, it was fucking HOT ! I quickly got over the reverence of doing poppycock for this group as they quickly surrounded me and held their shaft out for me to suck. After my initial refusal with Langdon, many just shoved their peter into my rima oris and face fucked me. Soon they didn't need to do that, I found myself eagerly sucking away. The two boy even let me go, to take their pole sucked too.
I found myself getting arduous as I sucked away. While my right hired hand would snap up the base of their cocks, my leave alone hand rubbed my own bulge. I could tell that these hard boy were wanting more. After a brief internal debate I gave in. I rose from my spot on the footing and tugged at my pants slipping them off. I had just gotten them off when I was roughly pushed over a bench and felt my mess being poked by a hard prick.
"Fuck. He's a virgin."The boy said, followed by laughter and sunshine. I felt frigidity liquid get poured on my pickle and knew it was lube. After many attempt I felt painfulness explode from my backside as he managed to get his cock past my anchor ring. I let out a cry of painful sensation and instantly had my mouth filled with another guy's putz. My shriek were muffled by his buddy-buddy meat. I was being ptyalise roasted ! Everybody cheered as they went to Town on me. I could feel the boy's hard cock max out in my ass as pain traveled through my body. My muscles tightened which just pushed the body to move faster.
"Fuck ... I'm ... gon na ..."The boy started to grunt. He couldn't even finish before he started to pump his cum into my posterior. The guy at my mouth was quick to follow, he pushed oceanic abyss inside and I felt warm liquidity hit my pharynx. As they both pulled out, I was quickly filled back up by another team. I didn't have time to see my breath. The more this pair worked on me, the less pain I felt. Soon pleasure started to need over and my moans of pain turned into 1 of joy. The quickly dumped their loads and were replaced by yet another team. Over and over again. This horny boys would have it away me, cum in me, and let another two guy work on me. At one point in time they move me from my bent over position to me laying on my back. A minute or so must make passed before most of the male child had their turn and left to go home plate. After the last pair creamed my interior I noticed one soul remained. Langdon. He was sitting across for me slowly jerking himself with a cocky grin on his face. I knew exactly what he wanted. I lifted my wooden leg up and exposed my victimized maw to him. He smiled and got behind me. With everyone's cum already inside of me, he slipped right in. He was one of the bighearted son, if you know what I mean, and having him inside was a dream come true up. He bent low over me and started to quid away. I gasped and wrapped my arms around his shoulder as he made me his toy. Sadly, he didn't finish very long. His thrusts got rich and harder and soon he shoved as far as he could into me. I felt him add his babe batsman to the consortium I already had inside of me. He stayed interior of me and smiled at me. Once he started to go cushy he pulled out and grabbed his apparel.
"See you tomorrow. Kelan."He said with a grin.

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