Date: Thu, 1 May 2014 19:14:50 -0400 From: Patrick Biggs Subject: A Different Kind of School Part 2 Warnings, Disclaimers, etc This story contains sex between fictional characters that happen to be minors, if it is illegal for you to read this then get out will you still can. For those still here, this is my first story, and I will need feedback (try and keep it helpful). All of the contents are fictional and any similarities with reality are not intentional. I apologize for any spelling or grammar mistakes (that spell check misses some). Chapter 2 Tuesday is pretty much the same as Monday, but that doesn't make PE any less exciting! Since the girls have sort of warmed up to the idea of nudity in front of us boys, there is more time for fun in the locker room. After an exhausting day on the field doing various sports, everybody uses what energy he/she has left to get to the showers as fast as possible. I'm not the running type, nor am I the fastest, but I try my best to keep up. The funny thing is that some of the fastest boys were getting passed by some of the girls, I guess they really like showering with us boys and maybe each other as well. Once in there, stripped, and soap in hand I get to work. My plan is to masturbate immediately, and then do it again before leaving. Wes and I agreed to do it at the same time, so once under the hot water we soap up our boy toys. We both start slow, our right hands going back and forth, each watching each other's dick. I start to increase the pace, and Wes follows suit. The sound in my ears is nothing but moans and groans of both sexes along with the thawk-thawk of boys' hands hitting the skin around the base of his cock. Even Jacob has a thumb and a finger on his stub. Right before I cum, I look at Karen's beautiful, large orange sized tits. Then I realize that her right hand's two middle fingers are going in and out of her glistening hairless pussy. "Ahhh Yeahhhhhh!!!!!" I groan loudly. Wes quickly follows with a "FUCK YEAH!!!!" as he cums. The room is full of groans of ecstasy, and as I come down from my hormone high, I begin to soap up and wash off my body like I'm supposed to. I am soon followed by everyone else, and soon it's time to pump my rod again, but before I grab my raging boner, I check the time to see that once more we are running out of time. I guess I am the honorary time keeper for this horny lot. I yell out, "4 minutes till the busses leave!" Wes and I decide to stuff our boners in our pants and head out, but the kids who are car riders stick around for another round of "good times". Lucky bastards. The rest of the week, Wes and I try to get two cums in the locker room, but only have time for one good one. The good news though was that our parents were cool with Wes staying at my house the whole weekend. We have been doing this for years now, but this weekend is going to be different, for we have never masturbated when we were together (out of fear), but now we may even go further than wanking (another new term I learned from Wes, no clue where he learns this stuff). I am not really sure what is further than jacking off (new vocab WOO!!), but all knowing Wes will surely lead the way. We get to my house about an hour before my parents get off of work, and after the fun times in the locker room, we were still ready for more. Wes suggests we go up to my room, and once inside with the door shut and locked, we get butt naked. Our boy toys rise to full mast, and Wes asks me a rather serious question, "Patrick, do you trust me?" I reply unsure where he is going with this, "Yes buddy, more than anyone else." Without any more words, Wes gets on his knees right in front of me, and before I can ask what he is doing, he puts his mouth around my dick. HEAVEN IS A PLACE ON EARTH! My mouth was agape with shock, but in a good way. Wes starts to bob his head up and down my shaft without scraping teeth, and his hands are fondling my slightly large bubble like butt. I guess I am not the only one checking out guys' asses. AND ITS BETTER! Wes puts his middle finger in his mouth, and then starts playing with my glory hole. Now I trust Wes, and I know he would not hurt me, so I spread my legs and relax as best I can to allow him better access, and soon he is pumping his finger in to me, barely touching this thing that feels soooo good when he does. I finally am able to speak and I say, "Wes buddy, I am gonna cum!" Seconds later I have a dry orgasm (new vocab Woo!) in his mouth. We both just lay on the floor trying to catch our breath. Wes finally says, "How was that buddy?" "FUCKING AMAZING!!" I shout, and follow up with, "I know I haven't done that before, but it is your turn." So with us still lying on the floor I scoot up to his 4.5" uncut boner and I start kind of slow by just touching it, and I soon start jacking him. I was having fun, but I have to move on. I take as much of his dick into my mouth and use my hand on the rest. I put my lips over my teeth to prevent scraping and I even get my middle finger wet and I start playing with his boy hole. My finger slips in quite easily, and soon I have two fingers up in there. "Buddy I am gonna cum!" Wes moans. I keep going as best I can, and I am soon rewarded by his dick twitching in my mouth, and I think something liquidy came out of his pee hole. I get it on my tongue and stick it out to inspect. Wes looks up to see me sticking my tongue out at him. He is confused, sits up, and then sees a little blob (and a mean little) on the tip of my tongue. He starts jumping for joy shouting, "I can shoot, I can shoot!" It takes me a moment to figure out what the excitement was all about, but I get up and start jumping up and down with Wes. Without warning Wes leans in and I realize he wants a kiss. Now up to this point this was just little boys having fun, but do I want to turn it into more than that? With my buddy Wes hell yes. So I lean in and soon we are kissing like any 11 year old knows how, lots of spit, and lots of tongue. I soon realize why he wanted the kiss, to get a taste of his cum, but after he does (and swallows it too) we don't stop. Our fresh boners are touching and we only stop when we need to breathe. After our breath is back, Wes almost whispers, "I love you." And I immediately respond, "I love you too buddy, but we need to keep this kind of love separate from the world." We hug, and with our boners right next to each other we start grinding into one another. OMG this feels INCREDIBLE, but soon our fun is cut short by an early arrival of my parents from work. We throw on our briefs and T-shirts, and head downstairs to see why they are home so early. Part 3? What happens over the rest of the weekend? How does Wes know all this sex stuff? Stay tuned!