For someone who was so hesitant in the beginning, so unbelievably nervous and emotionally repressed about wanting to fuck me...this guy certainly took a great deal of enjoyment out of penetrating me once I talked him into it.
Gus was a year older than I was. Seventeen, going on 'porn star'. I had seen him around Hillside High before. He was pretty much a reject in this place. Quiet, withdrawn, socially awkward...hardly the kind of guy that was up for being Homecoming King at any point during the year. I mean...he was a nerd. It's ok to be a nerd, but he was the creepy kind of nerd. Not the cool, acceptable, geeks with a comic book, Star Wars, video game, list of fetishes and obsessions. He was more like the 'most likely to become a serial killer after graduation' type. Just saying. You can't spend that much time in a corner by yourself without having a few crazy ideas popping into your head about fucking corpses and bathing in the neighbor's blood. I wouldn't be shocked at all if I went to his house and found the bones of previously tortured animals under his bed. Wouldn't surprise me in the least.
So...one might ask why I'm here in a dark classroom, bent over a desk, while this high school misfit vigorously shoves his meat up my excited hole right now. It's because he's kind of HOT! Hehehe, seriously! Other people may not notice it, but I did. He wasn't well dressed, he didn't work out, and he looked like his mom still cut his hair for him in the kitchen over a laid out pallet of old newspapers...but if it's one thing that I know better than most...it's a hot boy with a big dick. Gus was tall, and pretty solid in build. His glasses were thick, but only managed to magnify the brown, bedroom, eyes behind the lenses. Broad shoulders, full lips, long legs. I could just look at him from a distance and tell that he was a 'mouthful'.
Gus didn't disappoint, either.
As squirrely as he was in every other part of his personality...the moment I unfastened his pants to suck him off...I was blessed with the sight of a cock that was nearly eight full inches in length! And talk about a succulent girth! I think my heart actually skipped a few beats when I wrapped my hungry lips around his shaft! I couldn't even get him all the way in. This was a score of epic proportions. Who knew the biggest dork in school was hiding an entire butcher shop window worth of healthy boy meat in his pants? Back off, girls! I found him first!
I could hear him grunting behind me, giving himself over to the warmth and sexual pleasure that my body could provide him. I was proud of my ass. Tight and smooth. The muscles, both inside and out, had been well trained through the flurry of sexual exploits that I've had in the past. I knew how to work it. How to hump, and grind, and rotate, and twist, and squeeze...to the point where the guy behind me had lost all self control and just surrendered to the intensity of the sexual act itself. I was soooo good at getting them off. The ones who were hoping to just screw me once and walk away...never succeeded in letting me go. They always came back for seconds. Thirds. Fourths. Some have even gotten themselves steady girlfriends, hoping to restore their masculinity and move forward with their boring heterosexual lives...writing their sensual connection to me off as some kind of 'natural' curiosity. A phase that they could conveniently forget about and pretend never happened. But they could bang their girlfriends a thousand times a week, trying to reclaim the euphoric high that my sexy ass, and my ass alone, could give them...and they never quite reach that same level of hardcore ecstasy. They always come back to me. They give me the same bashful smirk. The same deliberate eye contact. And I let them dangle and squirm for a while until they man up and ask me to meet them somewhere private so they can stick it in me again. Mmmmm...they miss the clutching walls and bubbled cheeks of this prime, queer boy, ass! And once they get another taste of it...they'll never get enough. I do much more than give them a place to empty a horny load of cum...I actually fuck with their emotions! I make them think about me when they're with their socially acceptable mates. I eat away at their sense of 'normal', and force them to recognize me as something they WANT as a part of their daily lives! I am the boogey man under the bed. I am the truth they try to hide in the closet. I cause chaos and ruin to everything that they thought they knew about themselves...and I inspire a craving within them that they didn't even know existed until I left footprints on their falsely claimed territory of awareness. I, alone...am the re-evaluation of the world they once thought was so black and white. And I take pride in that. Because, at the end of the day, I'm the proof that hypocrisy and desire can't coexist in the same place, at the same time. I am the reckoning that they fight so hard to ignore. That's why they're so scared of sex. Because it's undeniable. It's truth in its purest form.
They deserve to be scared.
I actually feel a few pinches of pain as Gus speeds up his thrusts into my constricted hole. I clench my teeth and slam my eyes shut as I allow him to completely use me. I don't want to tell him to take it easy, for fear that he'll slip back into that 'other' personality that thought a sexual act like this was so wrong a few minutes ago. I'll just grin and bear it until he finishes. I want to get off too...and I'm nearly there.
Ugh! Fuck! He's going to TOWN on my ass right now! I grip the desk with both hands as I feel him thrusting into me, almost angrily, as he races towards a selfish climax that will surely leave me mostly unsatisfied when he's finished. "Uck! Urghhh! Mmmmm! Ack! Keep going! Yeah! So close! Oh baby! Yeah!" For a certified dork...this boy has got some SKILLS when it comes to the penis-work! I may have to keep an eye on him while we're all trapped here under the same roof.
Gus doesn't speak out loud. Even with me encouraging him to get into it more, he bites his bottom lip and just tries to bust a nut so he can start feeling guilty about how much he loved it. He fucks me hard, holding his breath to keep from expressing too much emotion. He doesn't realize that I can already tell how much he's loving my ass. He's been dreaming of this moment for a long time now. It might be more fun if he'd just let go of the pretense and fuck me like he LOVES me! I'm not going to tell anybody. I won't judge or shame him. I just want....OH FUCK!!! He's getting a little wild back there! Nerdy boy has got some muscle behind those hot pelvic thrusts of his! God damn, baby! TAKE ME!!! I'm digging the pent up aggression right now! I'm gonna cum too!
"Fuck! Harder! HARDER!!!" I say in a strained whisper, bending slightly at the knees and pushing my ass out further in his direction. The curve in my lower back and increase the spongy impact of my round globes against his thighs...my snug little tunnel taking the full length of his massive cock and tightening around his shaft as he plugged away at my submissive position...touching spots within me that most high school boys can't reach. I felt my eyes roll back, and my hands reach behind me to grip his ass and pull him in even closer as I pressed my face against the surface of the desk beneath me. Ohhhhh GOD, he was so deep! This is the intense fuck that I've been looking for! I need to keep Gus on my top five list! Because he is totally rocking my world right now!
I feel my orgasm building, my cheek sliding back and forth on the desk as I dig my heels into the floor and try to ride out the last few seconds before reaching a total crash. I love how much he's losing control. I love owning him in this one shared moment. I think it was his helplessness against my seduction that really pushed me over the edge. I hadn't even touched myself as my legs went weak and long, hot, streams of cum began to squirt against the desk...my balls tight...my heavy breathing reduced to a series of whines and whimpers as I emptied my seed without any care about the mess. Holy SHIT, that was a hot one!
My spasming hole caused Gus to feel an entirely new sensation around that ramming erection of his, and before long, he leaned over to wrap his arms around my slender waist as he pushed in as deep as could and flooded me with his heated juices. I could feel him biting the fabric of my shirt to keep from crying out loud, but his moans and animalistic growls nearly echoed off of the walls of the dark and empty room regardless. I could feel the throb of his shaft as it jerked and jumped from one of the most explosive orgasms of his life. Was I his first? I'm probably his first. No 'practiced' fucker cums that hard. When he let his weight rest on my back, I actually had to catch my breath and make sure that he hadn't lost consciousness on top of me.
"You alright there, tiger?" I grinned.
Coming to his senses again, Gus quickly yanked his softening cock out of my ass, causing me to yelp from the sudden feeling of emptiness, and the 'spill' of his fluids as it leaked down to my inner thighs.
Sighhhh...the 'guilt' phase? Really? Fine. Whatever. I was hoping he'd see the light, but he's apparently still got some demons left to deal with.
I pulled my underwear up, hoping that the material would catch some of his generous 'offering' until I got a chance to hit the school showers. Turning back to Gus, I couldn't help but to snicker to myself. I've never seen somebody work so hard to pull his pants up and get dressed in record time.
Suddenly, Gus' head snapped up to glare at me. "What's so funny?"
"Hehehe, nothing. It's nothing." I smiled.
"Don't laugh at me..." He mumbled, now looking down at the floor as he zipped up his pants and tried to shake off the obvious afterglow from a sexual experience that he won't ever be able to take back. Never forget. Never deny. Imagine how fucking hot he'd be for me right now if he just let himself enjoy it. "I'm not gay..." He said. I rolled my eyes and just pulled my shirt back down, straightening my hair. "I MEAN it!" He said.
"Sure you aren't." I told him. And I simply made sure that I was fully dressed so I could leave him there to sulk, or...whatever.
"Don't take that smug tone with me." Gus told me, grabbing me by the arm. "I don't know why I...whi I did that...but I'm not a faggot! You hear me?"
With a wink, I said, "Save it for your local priest, babe. I really don't care." Then I quickly gave him a kiss on the cheek before he could jerk away from me in time. I just giggled to myself and walked out of the empty classroom...leaving him in the dark. Alone with his thoughts. His confusion. Yeah...he liked it. And I'm going to make him beg for a second chance at this ass. If he wants some action, he's going to have to drop this whole 'faggot' business and learn how to be more comfortable with himself.
Like I am.
My name is Sonny. I'm sixteen years old, but I pretty much knew who I was since I was about ten. The biggest mistake my mom could have made was putting me into the Cub Scouts. Talk about an awakening. Being around a group of cute boys, sleeping side by side in a tent, talking and laughing and getting so close to one another? There was no better way to move towards the revelation of my sexuality at a young age. I don't regret a minute of it. I came out to my mom on my 12th birthday, and haven't looked back since. Sure, she was shocked, and some tears were shed...but it's not like that was going to change anything. I wanted boy dick! And LOTS of it! By the time I was thirteen, I had already figured out that the sexiest rewards go to the bold. I took some risks...some of which, I probably shouldn't have. But my heart wouldn't allow me to stay lonely. My body needed other boys to be happy. And I did all I could to seek them out. Even if it was just some boy who wanted to know what it felt like to have his dick sucked for the first time...I wanted to be that guy! You know? Like...'Here! Let ME show you!' And as I got older, the sex thing got to be more complex in my understanding of it...but much easier for me to gain access to. Especially now. Being trapped in the walls of this high school has only made things better! Hehehe, let me take a moment to applaud the downfall of society over the past few weeks! It's the best way for people to finally realize what really matters, and what really doesn't.
Funny how you have to face a horrible DEATH at the hands of flesh eating zombies for that info to finally sink in.
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