how-do-you-do guys ! I know it’s been a long time since I have posted anything, life has gotten in the way big time. Kenneth and I moved out of Sunflower State after I finished school. I got a arcdegree in chronicle and my teaching certification, I now teach high school history. It is the well job I could ask for. Kenneth is almost 16 and has a fellow. Everything is astonish. Anyway, I wanted to give fable a try. If you guys like this I will keep going with it. Enjoy~

8th class was shaping up to be as enjoyable as sex with a cactus. No friends, zippo to do, bullied constantly, and lying to my mom so she would take one less affair to worry about. Yah see, my dad died in a bibulous fortuity when I was 6, and ever since mom has raised me by herself. She has a nice job, but she also takes care of dad’s mom, who is ailing quick and needs lot of charge. Lucky for us we had some salutary people from our church who help out a lot. But, back to the depicted object at hired hand. My name is Max. I am 13 days old, 5’5 ” 132 lbs, and a 5ish inch tool. And I am gay, in the closet, but gay. I have had 0 experiences with son yet, but I jack off and fantasize about it a lot. A few of the hombre from my school, one in particular has always peaked my interests, Hank Aaron. Aaron is this smoking hot 7th grader, he’s Mexican American, 5’6 ”, and in the undecomposed SHAPE. The only reason I know that is because he lives a couple of engine block from me and I see him jogging often. He didn’t seem to have a lot of Friend, he wasn’t overly popular but he did fall out with most of the suspensor, at least spell at school. The solely reason I know that is because he lives a yoke of blocks from me and I see him jogging often. He plays football and baseball game. I don’t have any maneuver contact with him, but he has said hi to me a couple of multiplication.
Back to football. My maths teacher Mr. Miller is also the head football four-in-hand, and knows how lone I am, he has been courteous to me since I started midriff school, and that is rare, even for my instructor. Anyway, he asked me to be his equipment handler. I said yes, simply because I knew it would establish me access to all the hot and severe boys. I could not hold off. There was a downside though, Matt. mat was an asshole. matte's dad is a cop, and I guess that translates into Matt thinks he can get away with anything. He picks on all of the " outcasts " as he puts it, but its me he targets the most. Its like a ritual for him, every morning He shoves me into my locker, and every good afternoon he trips me. Every. unity. Day. And of course of instruction, he is also on the team. He is a hotty, but he is a dick and I would desire no part of him. I knew once he found out I was going to be manager, he would pee-pee my life sentence a bountiful hell ( how could he do that though, right ? ) Either way, I was going to ascertain a way to delight it if it killed me, and oh boy I had no melodic theme...
The maiden few daylight went as expected, no one really noticed me unless I had to give them something or serve them fix something. Which wasn't all that bad, because Matt really didn't pay much care to me, it was a Nice change of stride. A twosome of the guys made small talk before and after practice, but that was about it. When practice started, I made sure everyone had what they needed, I watched them practice and gave them water when they wanted it, and cleaned up afterwards, towels, inkpad, etc. The biggest bonus is watching them peel and get in the shower bath. All the dicks, all the abs, all the asses. It was the fucking best. I thought I was dependable at hiding my peeping. No one seemed to observe, the simply person who ever did was Aaron, he caught me once, smiled faintly and went about his business, but that was the only sentence that I saw someone catching me. T
The time of year started out well for us. Aaron was a running back, and a good one. We won our first 2 game without a good deal cause at all. It seemed like we would possess a great time of year, then during the 4th week of practice session before our 3rd game, snitch went down. During practice one of our really big linemen fell on Aarons arm and broke his wrist. Our lineman felt so bad, big disgraceful guy named Maurice, coach had me take Aaron into the locker room and service him change so his mom could come get him and aim him to the doc. Honestly, I really didn’t think about what I was going to get to see, because I felt bad and I wanted to help him, nothing else mattered, at least not right away. So, I took him up the pitcher's mound to the school day and the footlocker room and got him to the bench in straw man of his cabinet.
“ Dude I am so sorry that happened to you out there ”
“ It’s okay, shit happens ”
“ You aren’t mad ”
“ How can I be ? I mean Im upset that Im not gon na be capable to wreak anymore but I cant really change that ”
“ well I guess if you put it that way … Uhm, I promise Ill be careful but I need to get you out of the cogwheel and into your clothes before your mom gets here ”
“ Yeah I know, thanks for helping me, and thanks for all your piece of work, you bust your ass for us and no one ever thanks you ”
“ No one has ever thanked me beyond handler miller before. ”
“ that’s not okay, we need you Max. ”
At that point I blushed a little, I am so not used to that he noticed but didn’t say anything, he was in pain.
“ Alright lets take this one thing at a time, lets get your Garden State pads and under armor off for the first time, that’s the hardest. ”
“ okay. ”
So he lifted his arms up, wincing in pain, and I slowly lifted the shirt off of him, his right arm was the hurt one, so I took it off his lead arm, then carefully pulled it off his right and his promontory. He gave me a faint smiling as I got the shoulder pads off. Next was his undershirt, which was going to be hard because it was peel tight. So as I started to shoot it off things started to click, his abs, they were so defined. His skin looked so smooth, I stopped and looked. It was for too long, because he noticed almost right away.
“ Uhh, max, everything okay ? ”
“ Huh ? Shit I’m sorry my mind wandered ( stupid ) ”
“ Oh, well okay, can we keep going ? ”
“ Sure Im sorry ”
So I lifted it and hot his left arm out, then slowly took it off his right, he grunted in hurting as I slowly took it off. Once that was over, thing got a bit easier. The only job was, this meant I was gon na be up tight and personal with his junk, and I was going to get a good close up view, both good and bad, because my dick was already starting to react to his being shirtless. But I had to keep going. So he sat back down and I took off his cleats, and socks. Then I untied his pants and took them off. Leaving him in his underclothes, and under that, his jock strap. I paused for a sec and looked at him, he looked at me as if giving me permit to celebrate going. And I he stood up so I could take up off his boxershorts. Which left the strap. I could see his bulge. A faint outline of his junk, I was unquiet, but so very excited. So I pulled it down, what seemed same super slowly, but it really wasn’t. Then, his peter and balls were completely exposed. and my face was just a few inches from it. It was a little chubbed, maybe from all the contact, and almost 2 inch long. I figured it might be close to 6 fully rear but I couldn’t be surely. I stared at it for a few seconds before he broke the silence with.
“ starting time clock time you’ve seen another guy wire dick that close before ? ”
“ Yeah …. ”
“ You know Ive seen you checking everyone out during changing and showering. ”
“ Wha.. ? No no I don’t do that ”
“ Its okay fop, I don’t have a problem with it, and Im not going to separate anyone, don’t worry. ”
“ really ? But why ? ”
“ I don’t see a grounds why I should. ”
“ Oh. fountainhead thanks I guess. ”
While we were talking, I was still kneeling in front of him and his resplendent dick. I could aver it started to get heavily. After a few seconds I knew he was. I was already rock hard, and even at my position I think he could tell, because my tip was sticking up and you could sort of see it through my meshing short pants.
“ uhh uhh.. Aaron, you’re getting firmly ”
He started blushing. Standing there, not knowing what to do. His prick grew and grew, and eventually got to full attention, and I was right, it was about 6 inch long, a footling bit less, but not by much. I stared at it, in awe, it was beautiful. Nice cinch, and a perfect straits, no big veins either. I guess I started to operate on machine pilot burner because the adjacent thing I knew, I was reaching out and taking it in my manus. Slowly going up and down staring at it while I went. When I touched him he let out a small pant, but showed no signs of protects. He just looked down at me with his mouth opened a bit, in shock. I kept going at a retard rate, and eventually I took my other hand and massaged his Ball. He threw his head back and let out a soft groan, forgetting all about his broken wrist, his arms hung at his incline and he let me continue. After a few minutes I decided I wanted to see how far I could take up this. So I leaned in and licked his head. He let out an audible pant and looked down at me. I stopped for a second but he didn’t say anything So I did it again, and then a third time. All while jerking him off and massaging his balls. Finally I decided to keep going. So I stuck his head in my mouth and started swirling my tongue around it. By now he was moaning a bit louder. And it started to repeat, he realized this and closed his mouth. I motioned him to sit down and I kept going. I bobbed my head up and down and swirled my knife around his principal. I kept going and going, picking up the tempo as I went. After about 6 second he patted me on the top dog and whispered, “ dude, im gon na cum ”. But I was ready. He went unbending and moaned softly as he orgasmed and shot 4 hot ropes of cum into my mouth. I swallowed every drop cloth and made certain I licked him unclouded. He started breathing heavily and looked at me and said
“ Oh my god Max, that was amazing. ”
“ Yeah ill say, ive wanted to do that for so foresighted ”
“ really ? ”
“ Yeah Henry Louis Aaron, you’re the hottest guy in school, and even intimately you’re nice to me, even if we never interact, its still Thomas More than well-nigh citizenry ”
I thought about it for a s and I asked him
“ Are you gay Aaron ? ”
He looked at me and said
“ I don’t know man, ive never really been into girls but I think im still attracted to them ”
“ Huh, well maybe you’re bi. ”
“ Maybe, I don’t know. ”
tinker's dam dude, I got ta get you dressed your mom is going to be here any minute
While I helped him get dressed it was so casual, as if what just happened didn’t befall, only we were making conversation as if we have been friends all this time. But by the metre I finally got his shirt on, he said.
“ Max that was amazing, and I wan na do that again, not just because it felt so honest, but because I wan na spend more than sentence with you. Do you wan na hang out this weekend ? ”
“ really ? ”
“ yeah you could come over to my place, or maybe I could come to yours ? My parents will be gone this weekend we could receive the theatre all to ourselves ”
“ Oh my god that would be get, but I will take to ask my mom. Besides, what about your wrist ? ”
“ Oh itll be fine dude, ill be in a cast. ”
“ well okay. ”
“ would you walk me out front ? ”
“ Sure man ”
So I walked him to his moms car in nominal head of the school, he asked his mom right then and there, and she said it would be dandy, and let me call my mom and ask her. She sounded so aroused that I was going to drop some clip with a acquaintance outside of school, she practically insisted I do it. Hank Aaron smiled at me and got in the car and left, All I could think about is sucking his prick and what more than could possibly happen when we were hanging out this weekend.

This story is probably far from my honorable work, but its just an approximation that has bounced around in my head for a patch. The pacing is meh, but as I develop it I promise itll get better, let me experience what you think and ill get to knead on a part two here soon, thanks a lot !