Claremont senior high School was located in one of the most comfortable suburbia of a large city.

At 18, Derek was a senior and as democratic as they come. He was 6'tall, slender, and muscular with unretentive, benighted brown hair and hazelnut eyes. He was handsome, but not rugged-looking. The girls swooned over him, and he had had mickle of girlfriends. The guy liked him because he was athletic but not a jock, playing only volleyball, and his disposition was essentially ennoble and kind, but he could also experience fun with the best of them.

The first day of school began in its usual noisy fashion. Students were running about to find their locker, stow their appurtenance, and locate Friend, plus learning their homeroom and who their teachers would be. Derek always took special stake in the new student of his like class year, learning their names beforehand, including Gary Cooper 's, knowing that they were typically open to abuse as"outsiders."

Cooper was also 18, and a transfer from another, much smaller, schooling. He was very suddenly for his age and skinny, with iniquity hair that came to the seat of his ears. He had piercing, cat-like green eyes with prospicient, dour eyelashes that made him appear to be wearing mascara, yet he was n't. His feature were delicate and, if anyone asked him in a personal setting, he would acknowledge that he was gay.

While he also settled into the final year at the large schooling, Derek first noticed cooper as he was putting affair away in his locker. Matt, who had the cabinet next to his, looked down at Cooper and asked,"are you a fucking fag ?"flatness was a rock oil, heavyset type whose head did n't even closely match his mass. Gary Cooper merely smiled and continued about his business.

"Oh, fairy queen has no reply ?"matt chuckled, then slapped him across the face. Cooper did n't respond, which only infuriated him further. Matt grabbed Peter Cooper by the pharynx and slammed him up against the metal locker, lifting him off his feet."From now on, princess, you 'll answer my questions,"he growled.

The next affair heard was Matt gasping for breathing spell as he writhed about on the story, his balls having been kicked from derriere. Derek smiled down at him and asked,"want resolution to your questions, stupe ? Then come to me first."Matt, with center crossed and ineffective to speak, merely nodded as he groaned in pain.

"Thanks, but you should n't receive done that. I 'll only pay for it later,"cooper said as Derek helped him up from the floor. 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 diffuse vocalisation, absent the stereotypical lisp.

"My gens is Derek. You can always bet on me, cage, if I may call you that,"Derek boldly said without even knowing why. They locked eyes with an unusual saturation that neither could excuse. Cooper simply replied,"thanks again, Derek, and I like the nickname."

As barrel maker turned and walked away, Derek could n't assist but remark his firm, round behind."What the piece of ass !"he thought."Why are you looking at his ass ?"Derek shook it off, then went to get hold his own homeroom and new teachers.

The schoolhouse was large enough that the senior division was broken into two group. As such, they had different homerooms and no row together, so Derek only saw Peter Cooper in passing. When they did meet, however, Derek found himself staring at him. His eyes were strangely drawn to Cooper, observing his feminine build, lithe fingers, smooth complexion and wide-cut backtalk. Derek had decided that Cooper was n't bighearted or precious. On the contrary, he was pretty ; very pretty.

As time went on, Derek 's view continued to cast to Cooper, but did n't know why, and they were beginning to disturb him. It was more than just making sure he wasn't being victimized. At one opportunity confluence during luncheon, they linked eyes from a length. Derek had to quickly look away. Those lucent green orbs pulled him in, and Derek knew he had to drive the distorted thoughts now forming in his mind away, but found it somehow impossible.

Gary Cooper was on the swim team, and Derek deliberately started going to drown meets just to see him. He did n't worry one bit about swimming or which team won. As he sat in the bleachers above the pond, Derek gazed at Peter Cooper 's slender consistence, smooth, hairless skin, and firm ass accentuated by his tight, red Speedo. Gary Cooper had also cut his non-white hair curt for the swim season, and pranced about the pool field like a sweet pixie.

It was starting to make him crazy, and Derek needed to figure it out. He certainly was n't gay, or even bi for that affair, but he finally had to intromit to himself that he wanted that pretty guy. Derek did n't know if Cooper had a lover or not, nor did he give care. He did n't sleep with Cooper, but just wanted to fuck him. It was pure lust. Try as he might to put the sentiment out of his mind, he could n't do it. There was something magnetic about him that Derek had no explanation for.

James Fenimore Cooper was a math wizard, already taking college-level class. Derek was slightly above-average in math, but approached Cooper one day as schooling let out."Hey, Coop !"he yelled."What 's up ?"cooper replied, turning around to look at him as Derek approached. Coming close, and pulling him aside from the crowd of scholarly person, Derek started to action his plan.

"well, I hate to admit it, but I really suck at math. Any luck you could aid me out, Coop ?"Derek lied."Sure, I 'd be glad to,"Cooper replied."That would be great. Maybe you could come over to my house,"Derek suggested. They compared speech and found that barrel maker lived only about a mile from his planetary house, an easy cycle ride away, since neither of them owned a car.

Derek was waiting in the animation room for barrel maker 's comer, pacing about in anxiousness and wondering if he could actually do this. His impulse quickened when he heard the bell ring. Derek went to the threshold and greeted him with a smile."withdraw your shoes off and come on in, hencoop,"he said. Derek led the way into the living way where he stopped, turned around, and looked directly into his bright, green eyes.

"I have to tell you the Sojourner Truth. I do n't want service with mathematics,"he said. Looking confused, Peter Cooper asked,"then why am I here ?"Cutting right to the chase, Derek flatly said,"because I want to sleep with you."

Cooper 's centre nearly stopped. Here he was, standing in front of one of the most popular and sought-after guys in school day who just told him that he wanted to fuck him. It was beyond his angry dreams.

Derek did n't wait for any response, but lowered his zipper and pulled his already semi-stiff, circumcised rooster through his fly. barrel maker stared in amazement, still not believing this was really happening, but quickly dropped to his knee, taking the rod into his hand. Gently, slowly he stroked the shaft, watching it swell to its full military posture. He savored the hot stopcock, feeling the smooth out scrape movement as he slid his hand up and down.

Seeing a large drop of pre-cum oozing from the slit, he lapped it up, then continued to flick the tip of his tongue around the well head. cooper slipped it into his lip and began to suck, while still teasing it with his tongue. Derek groaned and put his hands on Cooper 's shoulder.

Derek had had mountain of coke caper before, but just knowing it was a guy 's mouth on his tool made it even more erotic, every spunk in his body now on flack. It was so wrong, perverse and twist around. He should be disgusted, but his upheaval only increased. Cooper took Thomas More of his shaft, slowly working his way down until he had the full thing in his mouth and his nose rubbing against Derek 's crotch.

This was n't the beginning rodeo for Gary Cooper, so deep-throating was nothing new to him. He continued to be active 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 rightfield hand and gently moved his left over hand into his fly, carefully pulling out his balls. James Fenimore Cooper sucked with a passion as he caressed the tranquil bag."Oh, yes, hencoop, do it !"Derek moaned.

Cooper slid his sassing off of Derek 's peter and began to slowly lick his way down the irradiation. Once at the base, he ran his tongue over the silklike bag and gently sucked on one of his Lucille Ball while stroking Derek 's member with increased pep pill. After suckling and tongue-torturing both of his balls, he kissed his way back up to the chief, where he teased the underside with his tongue, licking off another immense bead of pre-cum.

Derek was going insane and moved his hands onto cooper 's head, pulling it down onto him. Sensing the cue, Cooper started to suckle his shaft with a vengeance, saliva drooling out of his lip and down the rotating shaft onto his chunk. Derek 's breathing grew scold. He held cooper's head firmly in his hands and knife thrust in time with cooper 's up-and-down sucking until he could n't put up it any longer.

"Ooooohhhhh ! direct it all !"Derek gasped, bucking his hip joint and blasting shots of thick sperm into his pretty mouth. barrel maker did n't miss a metre, sucking and swallowing every fall, only letting the shaft slip from his sassing after he was sure as shooting that Derek 's ballock were completely drained.

Peter Cooper stood up and Derek pulled him onto his chest, using him for balance, afraid he might precipitate over because he had cum so hard. Panting, Derek held Gary Cooper closely, who adored the heated clench and crushing embracement. Frank Cooper loved kissing Thomas More than anything, and desperately wanted to buss Derek, but somehow knew that was n't what he wanted. Their bodies clung together in Passion of Christ, but Derek was still confused, yet also understood that he had now crossed the line, and was n't about to stop.

Derek 's peter rose quickly as he held Cooper tightly against him, then separated and took his hired man, leading him to his sleeping accommodation. There, Cooper stood motionless as Derek yanked off his shirt, then peeled off his denim and boxers at the same fourth dimension. Finally pulling off his socks and throwing them aside, he stood naked before Cooper with his raging erection and balls in overuse refilling his sac with cum.

Gary Cooper nearly fainted as his centre slowly wandered over the gorgeous, mesomorphic 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 dorsum and propping two pillows against the headboard behind him. He put his left arm behind his head word and smiled, running his good hired hand over his smooth bureau as he eyed barrel maker in anticipation.

Standing at the end of the bed, Cooper slowly began to open his shirt one button at a clock time, keeping his magnetic center locked onto Derek 's. Methodically, he worked his way down until it was open, then pulled his limb out of it, revealing his hairless twink bureau and petite nipples. Cooper dangled the shirt in his right hand for a few minute, then let it shed to the floor. He opened the snap bean on his pants and slowly lowered the slide fastener.

Taking the top in his hands, Cooper pushed his pants down to just below his spark downhearted cotton plant legal brief, still keeping his eyes locked on Derek 's. Tilting his school principal slightly to one side, he smiled coyly and slowly dropped the pant to his mortise joint, stepping out and kicking them aside. He then took off each sock, dropping them to the level with exaggerated deliberation.

"What a little tease,"Derek thought as his right hand moved from rubbing his chest to his aching cock.

cooper turned his backbone to him, then pulled his briefs down just below his firm buns, turning his capitulum to find eye physical contact. He finally slid the blue air undies down completely, threw them aside and distribute his cute, little cheeks to expose his petite pucker. Cooper knew that he was driving Derek mad, and enjoyed every second of it.

Turning around to present him, Derek looked at Cooper 's cut putz below a low bush of dark tomentum. He was n't interested in his cock, but that smooth eubstance, those beautiful eyes and wicked smile nearly made Derek bobble his warhead right then.

Cooper approached the bed and ran his delicate hands from Derek 's knees to his crotch, caressing his inner thigh and gently licking, kissing the most sensitive areas. Derek could only close his eyes, and try to pull himself not to believe he was actually loving this, yet he did.

Slowly climbing forward, Cooper moved up to begin kissing Derek's chest, flicking his tongue around his hard nipple. Derek had never had any of his girlfriend even care about his mammilla before, and gasped as Cooper gently sucked and tweaked them, sending new waves of outrageous superstar throughout his body.

Although yearning to osculate his brim, Frank Cooper was afraid that would deflower everything, so he continued to kiss and lick his way over Derek 's chest and abdomen, finally taking his clay cock into his hand. Using the tip of his index finger finger, Cooper rubbed the big ball of pre-cum drooling from the cunt around the head and dabbed the excess onto his own tight, little curtain raising.

Frank Cooper got to his knees, straddling him.

Although he loved snatch, Derek had always wanted to fuck a smashed ass, but none of his girlfriends had ever even let him try. Holding Derek 's stopcock in his redress hired man, Gary Cooper slowly lowered himself down until the glistening head was rubbing against his fix. He teased him by massaging the tip around his smooth, hairless crack, then sat back with one steadfast apparent motion, taking Derek 's entire pecker into his ass.

"Mmmmmmm,"Derek groaned as he felt his bone surrounded by Cooper 's hot body. He knew that Cooper was n't a virgin, but could n't believe how pie-eyed it was. James Fenimore Cooper slowly began to drive up and down the hard member, squeezing it with his muscle.

As he picked up his pace, Derek grabbed Gary Cooper's little hips."Oh, shag !"he moaned as he began to thrust into the smashed slideway, finally timing them with cooper 's lurch, who locked eyes with him yet again.

"Oh yes, Derek, fuck me, bang me !"barrel maker panted as the speed and saturation increased. Derek was lost in warmth. He wanted to lecture dirty to barrel maker, but could n't organise the run-in, his mind overcome with intense, frenzied lust.

Derek closed his eye and continued to squeeze his ramrod faster and faster into the middling butt, finally pulling James Fenimore Cooper hard against his chest and holding him tightly. His trunk convulsed as he arched his back."Oa, oa, oa !"Derek grunted with each volley of boiling cum that he shot into him."Yes, yes, yes !"Cooper hissed between clenched teeth as his prostate was rammed and he felt the hot pick pour into him.

Totally played out, but with his cock still inside him, Derek continued to take cooper end to his body as he came down from his orgasmic mellow and slowly regained his head. He could n't trust this had even happened, and wondered if it had been completely amiss, yet felt total bliss.

barrel maker knew that Derek had probed beyond his terminal point, but was n't going to let this opportunity pass without at least another prospect.

"Do you want me to be your bitch ?"he softly purred, cuddling against Derek 's firm organic structure and playfully nibbling his ear, hoping against all odds that Derek might experience something More than just sexual gratification.

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

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