Intro

Before continuing I should probably present myself, My names labourer, I'm a stripling, still at shoal and bread and butter 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 extra to really put me on the geological dating spectrum. I think I'm heterosexual but have delved into some gay stuff and nonsense before. Sadly, I'm too shy to feel out and ask someone but I'm working on it. I've also got short brown tomentum, Brown heart and am moderately attractive, but, nearly Importantly, I've got a nice size tool. So far that sounds great, you must thinking I've got a girlfriend. But if there was one affair I could change, it would be my altitude. I'm 5,3. Yeah, so that's peachy.

Part 1

It was a usual spring break of the day. The dame chirping, the drooping plants now boasting there new found young, the kiss of chilliness that somehow heightened the warm up rays of the sun which glanced in through the gap in my curtains. My centre slowly flicked open. They were like kitty of beloved as it glistened in them. ‘ Driiiiin driiiiin driiiiin'faded into my senses as my consciousness reestablished.

The piercing sound of my warning signal soon screeched into my ears. I groggily reached over pressing all over the bedside cabinet before finally tapping it out. I lied back looking down to the feeling of my morning Sir Henry Wood standing to aid, making a tent in my sheet. I pulled them of as I drowsily rose out of bed. Fumbling around the way, I gathered my gym apparel and began putting them on, sliding my shirt past my abs and concealing my 7inch tool in my shorts. I grabbed my gym bag and headed out, even before my erection subsided.

This was my formula routine present, out the doorway at 6:30, get a good run in for 30min which takes me to the gym which opens at 07:00. 1 hour workout, then shower bath, brush my tooth, wank sometimes ect. Catch the bus at 08:30, school at 09:00. Luckily though, it was the holiday, so schooltime was out. I started running at a relatively fast tempo, wanting to get to gym as fast as possible. The streets were quiet, the street luminousness lighting the silent path. I continued on my way with the occasional car passing by. It didn't take long for me to arrive at the gym. Oddly, there was a large radical of mass queued outside. I looked down at my watch."06:50 ”.

"Damnnnn that's pretty skilful,"I say to myself as I slowed down to a creep joining the waiting line to the gym.

Before now, I hadn't paid too often attention to the crowd but as I looked around, I saw her, Stacy. Stacy is my long term crunch and by far the hottest daughter at school. She has dark flowing tomentum, drab eyes, about the Sami size of it as me and pretty busty. She was consummate, Everything I wanted in a girl. While staring at her my dick grew in size pointing like a compass to my possible finish."What you looking at"I hear whispered in my ear. I stagger, turning around to front my sideboard stalker."You look excited to see me,"a companion voice reaches out.

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

roman type is in my year ( or range for you Yanks ) at school. He is about 5,10, muscular but not ripped, kinda chubby tbh. He has short brown pilus and naughty eyes, pretty for certain he's straight, but he's quite camp so no one knows really. Roman was my ‘ ex estimable friend'you could say, we used to be real 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 variety of capital of Sweden syndrome. I didn't think I could survive without him, I craved him but, that's a story 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 hide it up. He sniggered.

"Mhm, If I'm guesswork, your looking at…,"he trailed while slowly gazing around the bunch."Stacy !"he shouts, catching her attention prompting her to issue forth over.

"Hey !"she said in her velvety articulation.

"You've met Jack 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 realise a great match"he suggests. She giggles as I lock eye with him staring him down. To my relief, the gym opens so I could pull through 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 coach, Katie, that their was some event on In one of the external rooms so my quiet gym sesh would go undisturbed, apart from roman type, sadly. At this time, I was usually the only someone in their, it really only started to get meddlesome at 09:00 but Katie kept it open because of events like today. Despite the beguilement, I got through my exercise fine, mostly avoiding everyone. However, my peace was briskly shattered as Roman called out to me when I entered the storage locker rooms."What's wrong ?"he nudged my shoulder.

"nothing,"I reply. He looked over at me unconvinced.

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

"Just… just bequeath 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 things like my shampoo and refreshed clothes out gear up. Meanwhile, praying that he was just going to get out me alone, just as I thought I was out of the woods and unclouded of him, I felt a firm hand domain on my shoulder. I sigh.

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

"I just want to help you out,"

"shuffle a variety,"I reply as I continued unpacking my gym bag. A long quiet followed which felt like a life-time clip

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

"We'll see,"I reply

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

"Let me hit it up to you,"he drags on. At this point, I knew I wasn't going to get rid of him, so the estimable I could do was bet along.

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

"You'll see,"he finishes.

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

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

I proceeded to strip down and take hold of my wash clobber, heading into the shower bath room. I entered cautiously, cognisant that I still had to endure Romans biz. So far, I felt like I handled him quite well, not falling too much for him, maybe that imitation love had finally dissipated ? I questioned myself.

The shower room was just of the to the side of the footlocker room, out of site with a boastfully wooden doorway separating them. It was a boxed in room with 5+ rain shower heads encompassing the walls. There is a declamatory tower in the centre which you could easily take the air into on a busy day. When it was meddlesome, it looked and felt more like a sauna even though it was already starting to get like this. Romans magic I presumed. It made it unmanageable to see and the heat was a killer when you just wanted a cold shower.

Upon entering, I could just prepare out Roman under one of the exhibitor brain on the pass on side so, I proceeded over to the right. I placed my shampoo down and turned the nozzle allowing the hot pee to rain down on me. The water caressing my body, running down it was one of the best flavor following a workout. Embracing the feeling, I lost all consideration of my surroundings and to my electrical shock, without warning, roman pinned himself right up against me and up against the paries. The front of my body smashing into the still cold tile.

"What the fuck !"I shout, trying to free myself from his grip. He laughs in reception, still holding me in seat.

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

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

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

"I love you,"he whispers, My body quivering as I feel his script glide across my abs and downwardly towards my dick.

"Please stop,"I cause to which he caustically sniggers.

I try to dissent, trying to break free but he overpowered me with the combined strength of his muscularity and height. His deal severely preponderate mine making the struggle that much more unmanageable.

His toilsome dick now began grinding in between my cheeks making him groan quietly. He eventually made his way down to mine, tightly gripping it and getting a spirit for it like a new phone. He grasped at it, jerking it from the base to the forefront. My eubstance began to tingle to the heavenly demonic sensation of his hand gliding across it. My dick pulsed as it grew to its entire distance. Sadly, he was flop about one affair, I had been horny all forenoon 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 target. This was my fight or trajectory bit, my cobbler's last opportunity. But instead I froze, scared for my life. With that he approached again, Slowly. I back against the wall, my past rightfield in front of me. He closes in, his brisk, tranquillise breathing ballad onto me. Our organic structure touch while I tried to push myself further away from him into the wall. I looked up at him."I know you"he whispers. I look up at him and agitate my heading, tears forming in my eyes. I'm terrified. I know this is incorrectly but this is what I wanted for so tenacious, 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 lips colliding. My body, frozen in a DoS of shock, my emotions stuck in a bottleneck trying to retake ascendance of my head word. tears streamed down my face as the role of me that I always resented, the part of me which still cared for him finally presented itself and corrupted my sense of morality.

"Let's take this to the adjacent grade,"he commanded. He backs of to the kernel pillar and incites me to follow, I do."I knew you'd come round"he smiled. He pulls me close to him clashing our muscular dead body against each early like cogs in a machine. He grinded his crotch into mine making my throbbing pecker puppy love against his. Our sass locked as we made out like animals, our primal inherent aptitude being unleash as he ravaged my bottom lip.

We continue like that for a few Thomas More arcminute before he's satisfied and so we can move on to the future round of his infernal game. We move back under a exhibitioner as he turns the nozzle rental hot water rain down on us. Roman then grabs my shoulders and forces me down onto my knees. His 6.5inch dick bobber in presence of me. It had a decent girth and It was encased with the back pearl of his unshaved pubes which he allowed to grow wild."outdoors wide,"he patronisingly ordered. I do. He grabs my head with both hands, forcing me onto his cock, immediately making me deep throat it. I knelt there motionless as he used my backtalk for his own enjoyment. The fountainhead 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 breathe while I audibly choked on his juicy cock. The rent streamed down my side like a waterfall, salty water burning my cutis like dose. My scent prickled like sticker by his wild pubes while I took in his musky scent. Was this luxuria ? Or horror ?

I gazed up at him and unlike me, he seemed to be having the time of his life."Use your tongue"he moaned. I obeyed swirling around the whole length of it, he groaned in gross disco biscuit. My clapper working out grueling than I had, scrubbing clean his hot cock. It tasted salty, probably from the sweat he accumulated over his workout which only proceeded to dry my back talk out. My jaw began to pine under the stress and the feeling of his head teacher slamming against my throat gagged me in discord. The revelation sent wafture of pleasance and pain throughout my consistency but I was shackled. He began speeding up his pace, still guiding my oral fissure over his 6.5inches. The mineral vein whipping my sass as his pecker was forced in and out of my mouth. 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 finisher to his culmination."aaarrrgh, I'm getting close '' he exclaimed, making him go even faster. I stopped resisting, giving in to him. The salty, bitter flavour drained my mouth but I wanted more. I started sucking and licking that much Thomas More, taking what was given to me, slavish to my original.

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

I thought I changed, I thought I let him go. But now I'm on the storey while he fucks my oral cavity to his joy. He tightened his hold on me, forcing me even harder onto him. I was getting dizzy from the speed and ferocity of him slamming his dick in my mouth.

"I'm gon na come '' he screamed as he pushed me down, smashing my nose into his pubes while, he exploded in my mouth. The first spurt hit the back of my throat and the second covered my knife. The comply plastered the walls of my oral cavity bathing them in his superbia. He shot rope after rope of hot cum into my mouth, the rut and the salt burned the back of my throat and drowned my taste buds in a salty bitter gustatory modality. He continued to fuck my boldness, as I tried to swallow but with every following knife thrust, Sir Thomas More spewed out of my mouth, spilling onto the storey and smearing my grimace. I swallowed his cum slowly so I could savour the taste of his source while trying to celebrate my mouth locked around his shaft so I could lick up every pearl oozing out of his delicious dick.

As he started to get flabby and I'd lapped up the sleep of his cum, he removed his grip and I collapsed onto the base, struggling for breathe. I panted vigorously, desperately trying to breath from the submersion from Romans gumshoe. He sat down where I just sucked him, breathing harshly, him for an entirely different ground. He looked down at me."You're a trade good boy, you know that ?"He said. I sat their motionless."And soundly boy get rewards"he continued. Roman positioned himself over me, closing in on my back talk. At this point, I was too weak to respond and experience too used to protest or embrace the coming storm. He began kissing me like a teenager role playing with a manikin. I lay their, doing nil. He slowly departed from my brim, moving down onto my neck necking and lightly tugging with his teeth, attacking my consistence. Continuing, Roman started on my mamilla. Left to right, he plucked them like eye brows and circled them with his spit. His spit glided down to my abs, worshipping the residuum of my physical structure. It delved into the crack of my abs, tracing them with his spittle. The petty sense experience sent shivers through my body as he closed in on my privates. He grabbed my dick, slowly jerking the length of it making my mind thrill in bliss. He tightly gripped me, jerking me from the base to the oral sex. His tedious, methodical movements, flooded my physical structure with pleasure. I was enjoying this. My long term crush who I just blew, turning me the fuck on.

He started to blame up the yard simultaneously, leaning down towards my chunk and took each one in his mouth one, licking them clean from the sudor of my exercising."Aaaahhh !"I groaned, encouraging him to to start licking up my shaft while staring at me with his deep patrician eye. He stopped teasing and suddenly engulfed the head of my dick in his oral fissure and swirled his knife around it like a car laundry. I moaned making him speed up his tread and involve more off my dick in his sass. He took it all the way in, column inch by in, driving me gaga before fully taking it, he grabbed the base of it firmly and started bobbing his head up and down the length of it. His wet, tender oral cavity made my dick thrill and every moment took me nearer to exploding in his mouth.

My respiration picked up again, Pre cum oozed out of my cock which he took as a signal to go down on me that very much quicker. He looked so hot, his rima oris accommodating my 7inch dick. I grew harder and harder, my putz pulsing, making my veins popping. I bucked my pelvic arch, mouth fucking him for sooner. This temporary bliss infected my mind and a fuzz of lust blinded my sanity, his beautiful eyes mesmerising me and feeding my intimate 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 coming, my balls tensing up and my dick aching in prevision. I groaned loudly as I started shooting roach after rophy of hot, gummy cum into his mouth. After the beginning 4 spurts he took it out of his lip so the last few circle of cum spurted over his cheek while staring at me with an animalistic tone in his eye. He licked along the quill, staring at me like a predatory animal in mass of his quarry. He mounted me again making our dead body clash against each other creating a euphoric tension on liaison.

"I love you,"he stated as he climbed of me and stood up."You better finish showering,"he concluded, walking out of the exhibitioner room. I lied there for a few Sir Thomas More moment, filled with regret and obsession. I stood up, looking down at my consistency, covered in sweat and cum. I cleaned myself up and walked out the showers. He was already gone, and so with him, my freedom .