Intro

Before continuing I should probably introduce myself, My names Jack, I'm a teenager, still at school and keep with my parents. Looking forward to leaving it soon tbh. I'm pretty shredded but only got that way recently. I used to be really skinny but needed something spear carrier to really put me on the geological dating spectrum. I think I'm heterosexual but have delved into some gay stuff before. Sadly, I'm too shy to find out out and ask someone but I'm working on it. I've also got short brown hair, Brown eyes and am moderately attractive, but, Most Importantly, I've got a decent size dick. So far that sounds great, you must thinking I've got a girlfriend. But if there was one matter I could transfer, it would be my height. I'm 5,3. Yeah, so that's groovy.

Part 1

It was a usual outpouring first light. The birds chirping, the drooping works now boasting there new found youth, the buss of frigidity that somehow heightened the warm rays of the sun which glanced in through the gap in my drapery. My eyes slowly flicked out-of-doors. They were like syndicate of honey as it glistened in them. ‘ Driiiiin driiiiin driiiiin'faded into my senses as my consciousness reestablished.

The piercing sound of my alarm soon screeched into my ears. I groggily reached over pressing all over the bedside locker before finally tapping it out. I lied back looking down to the feeling of my morning wood standing to aid, making a tent in my mainsheet. I pulled them of as I drowsily rose out of bed. Fumbling around the room, I gathered my gym clothes and began putting them on, sliding my shirt past my abs and concealing my 7inch tool in my short circuit. I grabbed my gym bag and headed out, even before my hard-on subsided.

This was my normal routine nowadays, out the door at 6:30, get a commodity run in for 30min which takes me to the gym which opens at 07:00. 1 hr physical exercise, then exhibitor, brush my teeth, wank sometimes ect. Catch the bus at 08:30, school at 09:00. Luckily though, it was the holidays, so shoal was out. I started running at a relatively fasting pace, wanting to get to gym as fast as potential. The streets were muted, the street lighting lighting the silent path. I continued on my way with the occasional car qualifying by. It didn't take long for me to make it at the gym. Oddly, there was a large group of people queued outside. I looked down at my watch."06:50 ”.

"Damnnnn that's pretty trade good,"I say to myself as I slowed down to a crawl joining the queue to the gym.

Before now, I hadn't paid too lots attention to the crowd but as I looked around, I saw her, Stacy. Stacy is my long terminal figure crush and by far the hottest girl at school. She has black flowing hair, bluing center, about the same sizing as me and pretty busty. She was perfect, Everything I wanted in a girl. While staring at her my dick grew in sizing pointing like a compass to my possible destination."What you looking at"I hear whispered in my ear. I stagger, turning around to confront my counter sneak."You look excited to see me,"a familiar voice ambit out.

"Roman !"I exclaim as he towers over me.

Roman is in my twelvemonth ( or grade for you Yanks ) at school. He is about 5,10, muscular but not ripped, kinda chubby tbh. He has short brown hair's-breadth and depressed eyes, pretty sure he's straight, but he's quite camp so no one knows really. roman print was my ‘ ex best friend'you could say, we used to be very good friends but then he changed as we all do. I was just too naïve to realise this then. It got so bad that I developed a sort of Stockholm syndrome. I didn't think I could live without him, I craved him but, that's a level for a another time.

He nodded down to my bursting erection."Oh shit"I smuggle under my breathe."Soz"I reply to him as I tried to plow it up. He sniggered.

"Mhm, If I'm guessing, your looking at…,"he trailed while slowly gazing around the crowd."Stacy !"he shouts, catching her tending prompting her to come over.

"Hey !"she said in her velvety voice.

"You've met diddly-squat here right ?"He inquires.

"Yeah, he's the cute guy who sits near me in History"she passively laughs as she puts her arm around me.

"Ahhhhhh, you two would produce a with child couple"he suggests. She giggles as I lock oculus with him staring him down. To my ministration, the gym opens so I could save myself from humiliation.

"I better be of then, I'll see you cuties later"she finishes as she kisses me on the cheek. She walks of into the gym.

"Ya see, there you go"he congratulates. I had a to stop myself from punching him right there but, instead I walked away, into the gym.

I quickly dumped my stuff down and headed in trying to avoid the crowds, I found out from the manager, Katie, that their was some outcome on In one of the external rooms so my quiet gym sesh would go undisturbed, apart from Roman, sadly. At this fourth dimension, I was usually the only soul in their, it really only started to get busybodied at 09:00 but Katie kept it open because of effect like today. Despite the distraction, I got through my workout fine, mostly avoiding everyone. However, my heartsease was briskly shattered as roman print called out to me when I entered the locker rooms."What's incorrectly ?"he nudged my shoulder.

"zippo,"I reply. He looked over at me unconvinced.

"I was just trying to help you out,"he sighed.

"Just… just pass on me alone,"I reply as I grab my bag from the locker room.

I turned around and began unpacking my gym bag, getting all the thing like my shampoo and wise dress out prepare. Meanwhile, praying that he was just going to leave me alone, just as I thought I was out of the woods and clean-cut of him, I felt a business firm hand farming on my shoulder. I sigh.

"Listen, I'm sorry,"he explained.

"I just want to aid you out,"

"Makes a change,"I reply as I continued unpacking my gym bag. A farsighted silence followed which felt like a life history time

"I know I hurt you and I just want to piss it up to you,"he justifies, withdrawing off my shoulder joint. I turn around.

"We'll see,"I reply

"I'm gon na go take a exhibitioner now,"I conclude. With that, he gently grabs my arm.

"Let me arrive at it up to you,"he scuff on. At this item, I knew I wasn't going to get rid of him, so the best I could do was play along.

"What do you have in nous,"I reply.

"You'll see,"he finishes.

"I'll see you in the shower bath,"he trailed as he walked around the corner to his locker.

"Thank god !"I mumble in relief as he was gone.

I proceeded to divest down and grabbed my wash stuff, heading into the shower room. I entered cautiously, aware that I still had to endure Romans game. So far, I felt like I handled him quite well, not falling too much for him, maybe that delusive love had finally dissipated ? I questioned myself.

The shower room was just of the to the side of meat of the footlocker room, out of website with a great wooden door separating them. It was a boxed-in elbow room with 5+ shower bath heads encompassing the bulwark. There is a big column in the kernel which you could easily walk into on a busy day. When it was meddling, it looked and felt more like a sauna even though it was already starting to get like this. Romans fast one I presumed. It made it difficult to see and the rut was a slayer when you just wanted a stale shower bath.

Upon entering, I could just take in out Roman under one of the shower heads on the left face so, I proceeded over to the right. I placed my shampoo down and turned the nozzle allowing the hot water to rain down on me. The water caressing my body, running down it was one of the better feelings following a workout. Embracing the feeling, I lost all consideration of my surroundings and to my shock, without warning, roman print pinned himself right up against me and up against the bulwark. The social movement of my consistency smashing into the still cold tiles.

"What the fucking !"I shout, trying to free myself from his clutches. He laughs in response, still holding me in lieu.

"So… I said I would make it up to you,"he began."And… and I noticed that you've been quite ruttish today"he satirically continued.

"Get the fuck of me !"I shout fanatically.

But without hesitation, he continues,"and so am I"he whispers into my ear. My unhurt body froze as my old dream and new nightmares emerged. I felt his dick harden, poking against my ass and his hands start to explore my body.

"I love you,"he whispers, My dead body thrill as I feel his hand glide across my abs and downward towards my tool.

"Please finish,"I reason to which he caustically sniggers.

I try to resist, trying to check unloose but he overpowered me with the combined force of his muscularity and pinnacle. His lot severely outweighed mine making the struggle that much more difficult.

His hard dick now began grinding in between my cheeks making him moan quietly. He eventually made his way down to mine, tightly gripping it and getting a feel for it like a new earpiece. He grasped at it, jerking it from the base to the head. My physical structure began to tingle to the heavenly demonic sensation of his hand gliding across it. My dick pulsed as it grew to its full moon length. Sadly, he was right about one thing, I had been horny all break of day and was hoping I could relieve myself here but not like this, not with him.

He suddenly released me and retreated back. I turned around to see him towering above me, watching me like a predator watching his prey. This was my fight or flight moment, my last opportunity. But instead I froze, scared for my life. With that he approached again, Slowly. I back against the wall, my yesteryear rightfulness in straw man of me. He closes in, his brisk, calm external respiration lays onto me. Our bodies touch while I tried to force myself further away from him into the paries. I looked up at him."I know you"he whispers. I look up at him and throw off my pass, tears forming in my eyes. I'm terrified. I know this is awry but this is what I wanted for so long, I'm caving in, my resolve collapsing.

"I don't want this,"I manage.

"We'll see,"he states as he pushes himself down onto me. Our sass colliding. My consistency, frozen in a nation of shock, my emotions stuck in a constriction trying to retake control of my head. tears streamed down my face as the section of me that I always resented, the part of me which still cared for him finally presented itself and corrupted my common sense of ethics.

"Let's take this to the next story,"he commanded. He backs of to the heart and soul pillar and incites me to follow, I do."I knew you'd come turn"he smiled. He pulls me confining to him clashing our muscular bodies against each former like cogs in a machine. He grinded his genitalia into mine making my throbbing dick crush against his. Our lips locked as we made out like animals, our primal instincts being unleash as he ravaged my hind end lip.

We continue like that for a few Thomas More minutes before he's satisfied and so we can locomote on to the succeeding turn of his infernal secret plan. We move back under a shower as he turns the nozzle letting hot pee rain down on us. roman print then grabs my shoulders and military unit me down onto my human knee. His 6.5inch hawkshaw bobs in front of me. It had a the right way cinch and It was encased with the rearward drop of his unshaven pubes which he allowed to grow violent."surface extensive,"he patronisingly ordered. I do. He grabs my pass with both manpower, forcing me onto his turncock, immediately making me cryptic throat it. I knelt there motionless as he used my mouth for his own enjoyment. The head word bounced against my throat robbing me of air. With every withdrawal, I struggled to breath as he rammed it back into me. I struggled to rest while I audibly choked on his juicy dick. The weeping streamed down my face like a waterfall, salty piddle burning my skin like Elvis. My poke prickled like pricker by his wild pubic bone while I took in his musky scent. Was this lust ? Or repulsion ?

I gazed up at him and unlike me, he seemed to be having the time of his liveliness."Use your tongue"he moaned. I obeyed swirling around the whole distance of it, he groaned in pure hug drug. My spit working out hard than I had, scrubbing clean his hot cock. It tasted salty, probably from the sweat he accumulated over his physical exercise which only proceeded to dry my mouth out. My jaw began to ache under the tenseness and the feeling of his school principal slamming against my pharynx gagged me in discord. The revelation sent waving of pleasure and pain throughout my body but I was shackled. He began speeding up his tread, still guiding my mouth over his 6.5inches. The vein whipping my lips as his dick was forced in and out of my sassing. As he continued, I didn't know if I hated this, or enjoyed it. After all, this is what I wanted and I'm finally getting what I deserved. I loved him and if this made him happy, then so be it.

Pre cum began oozing out of his gumshoe which I lapped up, bringing him closer to his sexual climax."aaarrrgh, I'm getting close '' he exclaimed, making him go even faster. I stopped resisting, giving in to him. The salty, virulent flavour drained my mouth but I wanted more. I started sucking and licking that much to a greater extent, taking what was given to me, submissive to my master.

"Your so fucking good"he screamed, moaning in pleasure.

I thought I changed, I thought I let him go. But now I'm on the trading floor while he fucks my mouth to his delight. He tightened his handgrip on me, forcing me even harder onto him. I was getting dizzy from the speed and fierceness of him slamming his shaft in my mouth.

"I'm gon na number '' he screamed as he pushed me down, smashing my nose into his pubes while, he exploded in my mouth. The low jet hit the spine of my throat and the second address my tongue. The following plastered the rampart of my mouth bathing them in his superbia. He shot Mexican valium after rope of hot cum into my lip, the heat and the salt burned the cover of my pharynx and drowned my taste buds in a salty bitter taste. He continued to fuck my case, as I tried to swallow but with every following thrust, more spewed out of my rima oris, spilling onto the floor and smearing my face. I swallowed his cum slowly so I could savour the gustatory modality of his semen while trying to keep my lips locked around his pecker so I could clobber up every cliff oozing out of his delightful dick.

As he started to get flabby and I'd lapped up the quietus of his cum, he removed his grip and I collapsed onto the storey, struggling for breathe. I panted vigorously, desperately trying to breath from the submersion from Romans shaft. He sat down where I just sucked him, breathing harshly, him for an entirely unlike reason. He looked down at me."You're a good boy, you know that ?"He said. I sat their motionless."And good boys get rewards"he continued. roman letters positioned himself over me, closing in on my lips. At this compass point, I was too weakly to respond and matte up too used to resist or embrace the coming storm. He began kissing me like a teenager role playing with a mannequin. I lay their, doing nix. He slowly departed from my rim, moving down onto my neck kissing and lightly tugging with his tooth, attacking my trunk. Continuing, roman letters started on my nipples. Left to right, he plucked them like eye brows and circled them with his tongue. His lingua glided down to my abs, worshipping the remainder of my body. It delved into the crevices of my abs, tracing them with his saliva. The trivial maven sent shudder through my organic structure as he closed in on my crotch. He grabbed my cock, slowly jerking the length of it making my mind tingle in bliss. He tightly gripped me, jerking me from the al-Qa'ida to the head. His sluggish, methodical movements, flooded my body with pleasure. I was enjoying this. My recollective term crush who I just blew, turning me the fuck on.

He started to pick up the pace simultaneously, leaning down towards my clod and took each one in his mouth one, licking them clean from the exertion of my workout."Aaaahhh !"I groaned, encouraging him to to start licking up my shot while staring at me with his trench wild blue yonder eyes. He stopped teasing and suddenly engulfed the oral sex of my dick in his sassing and swirled his tongue around it like a car wash. I moaned making him accelerate up his tread and take on more off my dick in his mouth. He took it all the way in, inch by column inch, driving me crazy before fully taking it, he grabbed the base of it firmly and started bobbing his foreland up and down the length of it. His wet, warm sass made my dick tingle and every 2d took me closer to exploding in his mouth.

My breathing picked up again, Pre cum oozed out of my dick which he took as a signal to go down on me that much quicker. He looked so hot, his sass accommodating my 7inch dick. I grew harder and harder, my dick pulsing, making my veins popping. I bucked my hip joint, mouth fucking him for earlier. This irregular bliss infected my thinker and a fuzz of lust blinded my sanity, his beautiful eyes mesmerising me and feeding my sexual appetite which had been starved for so long.

I grabbed his head forcing him onto me. I started ruggedly panting as I closed in on my orgasm, my testicle tensing up and my dick aching in prediction. I groaned loudly as I started shooting R-2 after rope of hot, sticky cum into his oral fissure. After the initiative 4 spurts he took it out of his backtalk so the end few R-2 of cum spurted over his cheek while staring at me with an animalistic spirit in his eye. He licked along the beam, staring at me like a predator in sight of his prey. He mounted me again making our bodies clash against each early creating a euphoric tension on contact.

"I love you,"he stated as he climbed of me and stood up."You better cultivation showering,"he concluded, walking out of the shower room. I lied there for a few more seconds, filled with ruefulness and obsession. I stood up, looking down at my torso, covered in sweat and cum. I cleaned myself up and walked out the rain shower. He was already gone, and so with him, my exemption .