I 'm not really certainly what happened. All I really remember is being thrown onto my spine and having the other guy just lay on me. It was happening so fast all I knew was I was being dominated by somebody twice my sizing. Then the ref blew his pennywhistle, smacked his manus down, and ended the match. I had lost again.
My name is Nathan McCain. I 'm a 15-year-old freshman matman from Harold Highschool in Harold, Kentucky, and yes, I 'm gay.
As I walked off the mat toward my bag of clothes waiting in the corner someone put their hired hand on my articulatio humeri. I looked up and saw Buckley, the cute sophomore on the team, looking at me. He was just a piddling taller than me so he was kind of looking down at me. He had black, buzz-cut hair, a gross smiling, and deep, sea foam immature centre. I could see myself in his optic. I looked like a sad slight kid just standing in front of him with a long, sad case, and I was still wearing my burnished red rassling singlet. My brusque, brown tomentum was a slight messed up from my match, and my electrical blue eyes were started to suit moist ( I cry when I lose sometimes ).
`` Hey, nice job out there, '' he said.
`` Th-thanks, '' I replied. It was all I could say back. I 've had a Brobdingnagian crush on Buckley for a longsighted time now and him standing this finale to me was taking my breath away.
`` Well, I 'm done for today, '' he said, `` title are n't until tomorrow. You going to lavish now ? ``
`` Yeah, '' I said, `` That was my arcsecond personnel casualty so I 'm done for the whole weekend. ``
`` assuredness, '' Buckley told me, `` Hey, I 'll let you in on a secret if you do me a party favour. ``
I was suddenly excited to get to do something for the boy I 've had a huge jam on so I, of course, said, `` certainly. What ? ``
`` Out that doorway, '' Buckley pointed to a door at the northerly end of the gym, `` pick out a left and at the end of the hall there 's a small footlocker elbow room where we can experience the showers to ourselves and hide from the coach-and-four if we take too long. Can you go set about me a shower too ? I 'll grab my stuff and meet you in there. ``
I could n't consider what he just asked ! I was so storm I could only stammer out, `` S-s-sure. ``
`` Thanks, '' he said with that perfect smile of his. He gave me a firm smack on my tush and ran off to get his stuff.
I followed Buckley 's charge and found the locker elbow room. I went inside and turned on two exhibitor and started to undress. I took off my shoes and windsock and pulled down my articulatio humeri shoulder strap until I was only wearing my singlet up to my waist. That 's when Buckley walked in and looked me over. He turned back and locked the doorway ( probably so the coaches would n't find us ) and looked back at me.
`` You got a pretty precious buns there, Nathan, '' his words made me crimson, `` There are still some of the people from the team grappling, so we probably have more metre than I thought. ``
I watched him get off his shirt and noticed his beautiful, slender material body. He even had a little six pack. I looked away before he could overhear me looking.
We finished undressing and got into the showers. For a moment the only sound I could hear in the small room was the running weewee hitting the flooring. Then I heard I small sound that I could n't figure out for a bit, then I realized, it was Buckley. He was moaning. I turned around and looked at what he was doing, and I could n't think what I saw. Buckley was slowly and gently masturbating ! Not only that, but he was hung ! His shaft must possess been at to the lowest degree 8 1/2 inches long.
I felt my own tool get articulated lorry hard, so I started rubbing it gently. Then Buckley really surprised me. He looked back and caught me watching him. Instead of doing anything I thought he would Buckley reached over and grabbed my turncock ! He was gently and slowly rubbing my pecker until it was it 's broad 5 1/2 inches and rock grueling. I did n't want him to lay off but I felt my self becoming unbalanced so I leaned against the rampart to steady myself. Then Buckley put both our gumshoe in one of his handwriting and jerked them off together. The belief of our stopcock rubbing together was amaze, but I still could n't think what was happening !
`` Wh-what are doing ? '' I asked with a rickety voice.
`` I 'm sorry, Nathan, '' his voice was quiet, `` I knew you were gay and I could n't help it, but you 're just so damned cute. Why you damn freshman so damn cute ? ! I 'll check if you want me to. ``
I loved this. I loved the way he was holding me. I begged, `` Please, do n't kibosh. ``
Next matter I know Buckley 's tongue was playing in my mouth in what had to be the respectable buss ever ! Buckley was squeezing my butt with both his hands while our intemperate hawkshaw rubbed together. I broke our kiss and moved down to dally with his nipples. I loved hearing him moan with pleasure.
`` I ca n't help it, Nathan, '' Buckley said through gritted teeth, `` I want you so bad ! ``
At this point I was nothing more than just another horny teenage boy. I knew what I wanted and I knew Buckley could give it to me. I turned, faced the wall, and cling my butt out hoping Buckley would take the jot, and he did. He stood behind me and started running his cock up and down the whirl of my butt. Then I felt the gross delight as Buckley put one of his fingers into my tight, virginal mess. After a mo or so I felt the pleasure intensify and I let out a small gasp as Buckley slid another finger in. I let my mouth bent open and softly moaned while I was being slowly figure fucked.
`` Are you a virgin, Nathan ? '' He asked.
`` Yes, '' I answered.
`` good. Me too, but we can both change that now. ``
Buckley took his fingerbreadth out of me and I felt the head of his dick at my fix. He started pushing in slowly. All I could really do was grit my tooth hard as I was over taken with impression of both pain and intense joy until Buckley 's integral 8 1/2 inch prick was inside me. He started humping me slowly. The pain faded away until there was null left but pleasure. Buckley slowly sped up until he was full on fucking me ! `` Ugh ! Ugh ! Ah ! ass me ! Ugh ! '' was about the solely thing I could say. The auditory sensation of the piss was drowned out by our ragged breathing and the auditory sensation of Buckley 's bollock slapping against my butt. Then I could finger it, I was going to cum.
`` Please, stop ! I 'm gon na cum ! Buckley ! '' I tried to secernate him but he was lost in his teenage lustfulness. Instead of stopping he reached around and started to jack me off rapidly. It was n't too much retentive until I shot my warhead all over the shower down wall. After a bit longer I felt Buckley 's cock throb and he came too, shooting his consignment deep into me. I loved it !
He pulled out and we shared another passionate kiss. Then we quickly cleaned ourselves off knowing that the rest of the team was probably getting ready to leave by now. We got dressed, kissed again, and went back into the gym smiling and giggling like 7th range daughter. The finale extremity of our squad, a Junior named Owen, was just finishing his end match for the day. The residuum of the team was getting ready to leave, noone noticed how long Buckley and I were gone. It was n't long until everyone was asleep on the bus as we went menage to rest a bit at place and refill our lunches before coming back here for the championship matches tomorrow. Buckley and I slept together in the dorsum of the bus, and he went on to take 1st place that weekend