Date: Fri, 31 Jul 2020 15:42:53 +0200 From: Owen Davis Subject: Schoolboy Cell Phone Violation - Chapter 27 (Gay - Adult Youth) Schoolboy Cell Phone Violation Chapter 27 *** From Casey's point of view *** "Hi Mom!" I said a bit too excitedly, as I ran up to her out of breath. Then I gave her a hug for some unknown reason. "Hi, pumpkin. A hug from my teenaged boy!? What did I do to deserve that?" "Don't ruin it, Mom." She looked me up and down. "Why are you in JJ's clothes? They are way too tight on you, baby." She looked directly at my crotch. "You can practically see your...um...ya know." "Mom!" I covered up my bulge. She was right, though. Even though I was soft, you could still clearly see the outline of my dick. "See what?" Mr. Davis came walking into the kitchen. I gave my mom a death stare. She laughed. "Oh we were just talking about how those clothes didn't fit him. Anyway, hello Mr. Davis." They shook hands. "Yeah, your boy has grown a lot this year." "Tell me about it!" "I noticed he started shaving." My mom laughed. "He doesn't actually need it, but it's cute." She stroked my face with her fingers, and I immediately pulled away. What the fuck was going on right now? Why did they feel the need to embarrass me this much? "Can you guys please stop?" "Aww, I think we're embarrassing him," my mom said. Mr. Davis ruffled my hair. "Sorry, buddy." I wanted to disappear. "You never answered me about why you're in JJ's clothes." "Um..." "That's my fault," Mr. Davis chimed in. My mom got a confused look on her face. "Oh?" "Yeah, after Casey spilled juice all over himself, I offered to get him new clothes from upstairs, but I guess I went into your other son's bedroom by accident. I didn't know whose room was whose." "I see. So what were you guys doing just now? You both look really flushed. I'll get you guys some water." "Video games," I answered. "Must have been pretty intense to get you both all sweaty." "Dance Dance Revolution," Mr. Davis added. "I didn't know we had that one," my mom commented as she handed Mr. Davis a glass of water. "I borrowed it from a friend," I replied nervously. "Sounds fun." She handed me some water. "Mr. Davis..." "You can call me Owen." "OK...Owen. I'm so glad you are staying for dinner. We can't thank you enough for everything this year. The rides you've given Casey, taking the kids to the science fair, just being a great mentor. He really looks up to you." "Mom!" "Well, it's true, honey. In my day, we would never have had a relationship with a teacher like this. I went to a huge public school. I'm really glad we are sending you boys to this school. It feels like a real tight community, ya know." "Definitely, tight." Mr. Davis patted me on the lower back, right above my butt. Shit, I was gonna bone up again, and there was no hiding it in these shorts. "I'll be right back." I ran upstairs to change back into my own clothes. I needed something much baggier if I was going to come out of this alive. I checked my phone, and there were a bunch of texts from Peter saying he needed to talk to me. I wrote back to him. Me: hey sry mr davis is at my house for dinner and i cant talk rn Peter: oh wow but we need to ltr its important Me: k I went back downstairs. My mom and Mr. Davis were sitting on the couch chatting like they were friends. This was sooo awkward. "OK, I'm going to get dinner together. Dad is picking up JJ at his friend's house on his way home. They'll be here soon. You guys can watch some TV while you wait." Even though you couldn't really see the couch from the kitchen, when Mr. Davis brushed his leg up against mine, I got up and moved to a chair. I didn't trust him to keep his hands off of me, and definitely didn't want my mom seeing anything weird. ***** Half an hour later, the five of us were sitting around the kitchen table digging into spaghetti and meatballs. I was sitting next to Mr. Davis, and JJ was across from him. My mom and dad were at the ends. My mom was asking way too many questions like she always did. "JJ, did you have fun at your friend's house? What's his name again? Parker?" "It's Tucker. It was good. We had a catch, then video games, and he helped me with my math homework." I didn't understand why he was going to Tucker's house. It didn't make any sense. I mean, they are both on the baseball team, but JJ was two years younger than Tucker. I didn't know why I actually cared so much, but it annoyed me. "He's not your friend." "Yes he is," JJ insisted. My mom jumped in. "Be nice to your brother, Casey." She turned back to JJ. "That sounds like a very nice play date, sweetie." "Mom! It's not called a `play date.' I'm 12 years old." I laughed at him. "And Tucker's almost 15. I don't know why he's hanging out with you. It's weird. You're in 6th grade and he's in 8th. He's probably up to something." "No he's not. You're just jealous. Tucker is cool, and he doesn't treat me like a little kid." "Even though you are." "Shut up, I could kick your ass!" My dad spoke loudly. "Language! Boys, we have company. Stop fighting." "Anyway," JJ said, "I'm hanging out with him again tomorrow after school." "Don't you have a game? It's Tuesday tomorrow." my mom asked. "Nah. I think we originally did, but the other team cancelled or something. Just practice." "Well, feel free to invite him to our house," my mom offered. "Cool. We'll be at his house tomorrow again." "Doesn't he have to ask permission first?" I said to my mom, referring to my brother. "You worry about yourself, young man," my dad answered. My dad liked JJ better than me. Just because he was more athletic. It was so obvious. I wish I could just be alone with Mr. Davis right now. *** From Owen's point of view *** It was actually amusing listening to Casey and JJ argue about Tucker. I was pretty intrigued myself, though. It seemed like an odd pairing to be hanging out. Tucker was probably not the best influence for JJ. But then again, who was I to judge? The conversation turned to Casey's mom asking me a bunch of questions about my life. At one point, JJ and I accidentally bumped feet underneath the table. But then, about a minute later, JJ was clearly touch my feet with his on purpose. I realized that he was trying to lift my leg up with his feet. I was curious what this little devil was up to, so I let him do what he wanted. Once it was high enough, he took my foot in his hand and tried to rest it on his chair between his legs. It was a bit of a stretch, so he pulled his chair in, which allowed my entire foot to rest comfortably on the chair. I was purposely not looking at JJ and trying to answer his parents' questions without arousing suspicion. I could feel JJ staring at me, though, and when I did finally look over, he quickly stuck out a little bit of his tongue and licked his lips. Holy shit, I loved this family. Such horny boys. JJ was pressing my foot into his groin. I could feel his hard prick. To make it reach easier I pulled my own chair in a little more. Next, JJ lowered the front of his shorts and underwear so that my foot was resting against his naked boy parts. Reading my mind, JJ slipped my sock off, so we could get skin on skin. Oh fuck, my foot had never felt something so amazing. Just as I started to rub his 12-year-old tube up and down with my toes, I realized that his mom had asked me something. "Sorry, what was that?" I asked her. "I asked what made you want to teach middle school boys?" "Oh, um, well...I actually applied for all sorts of teaching jobs in middle school and high school, boys, girls, co-ed...and this was the one I landed." That was a lie. I applied to a dozen jobs across several states and every one was an all-boys middle school. My only disappointment was that it wasn't one of the boarding schools that I applied to. "But it seems like you are enjoying this school?" "Oh yes, very much. The boys...keep it interesting. Never boring. I mean, they might smell a bit, but they are fun in the classroom. You should hear them during our current sex ed unit." Casey and JJ's dad broke in to the conversation. "You teach them about sex?!" At that moment, JJ pulled my foot hard into his crotch and started making me jerk him off with my foot. I could tell by looking at his face that he was feeling good. "Yes," I said in a breathless way that accidentally sounded sexual. I gathered myself. "Yes, sir. Well, anatomy, STDs, consent, ..." "What's consent?" JJ asked. "Consent is making sure that your partner gives permission before you engage in sexual acts," I answered. "Oh," responded JJ. "Like I'd say to you, `Mr. Davis, I give you permission to have sex with me.'?" "JJ!" Both his mom and dad yelled at him in unison. JJ tried to wedge his dick between my big toe and second toe, but it wouldn't quite fit. "Get your head out of the gutter, Mom and Dad! I was just practicing what you would say to someone. Jeez." "Anyway..." I said, "Casey has been really impressive during this unit." Casey shot me a look that said he wanted me to shut the fuck up. It was too much fun, though. "Oh yeah?" his mom inquired. "Definitely. He always seems willing to share with me and the boys in his class." JJ was rubbing his precum between my toes. I decided to pick up the pace with my foot and see if I could make him cum. Meanwhile, I reached over and lightly brushed Casey's inner thigh with my fingers. He jumped up from the table and announced that he wasn't feeling well, walking out of the room quickly. "I'll go see if he's okay," his mom announced as she followed him out. "Please excuse me, Mr...um...I mean Owen." As I continued to pleasure JJ with the secret foot job, his dad was asking him about his progress on the baseball team. It was extremely dangerous territory, of course, sexually molesting this man's son just a few feet away from him. He didn't seem like the type of dad you'd want to mess with. But that made it all the more exciting. I was determined to make JJ climax. I could tell he was getting close, but I decided to make him wait another minute or so. Moving my foot down, I gently poked at his little ball sac before digging my foot underneath his boy junk, trying to get at his hole. At first he let me do what I wanted, but then when my big toe made contact with his precious boy pussy, he started trying to get my foot back on top. JJ's dad was asking me about my athletic experiences, and we were discussing high school basketball. Meanwhile, JJ and I fought back and forth, with my new favorite version of "footsie." "What is wrong with you, son?" JJ's dad demanded. "Stop squirming around like a child and sit still for a minute." I gave up on trying to access JJ's asshole (hoping I'd be able to make up for it later), and decided it was the perfect time to make him cum. JJ had a hand on my foot helping to get the feeling just right for himself. Things were getting a little sticky as he released some 6th grade precum. And then he made a really cute involuntary whimpering sound as he shot his load all over my foot. "Oohgnnn!" "What the hell was that, John Junior?" JJ was suddenly out of breath and couldn't even answer for a moment. He took a big gulp of his water. "Sorry, Dad," he finally said. "I think I, uh, swallowed something wrong." "OK." JJ's dad got up and announced that he had a phone call to make in his office. He told JJ to clear the plates. "Maybe I should go see if Casey is okay," I said, still seated in my chair with a foot full of preteen jizz. "No," their dad replied. "Thank you for your concern, but you can leave. You can let yourself out, right?" He shook my hand and walked away before I could even answer. "Put my sock back on," I instructed JJ quietly. "Did you enjoy that, kiddo?" "Yeah, that was fucking hot," he whispered. "But keep away from my butt, man. I'm not gay." "We'll see about that." I winked at him and went to put on my shoes, which were by the door. "Shut up." I walked up to him and squeezed his shoulder, smiling at him. Then I turned and left. Before I got to my car, the house door swung open and Casey's mom shouted out to me to have a good night. "Thank you for a delicious dinner! Good night!" After getting in my car, I texted Casey. Me: Sorry you had to leave dinner. Casey: no prob Me: You good? Casey: Yeah. Pete is freakin out abt something tho so I gotta call him. ttyl ***** When I got home, I texted Casey again to ask about Peter. He didn't reply right away. After changing into basketball shorts, I collapsed onto my couch and turned on the TV, trying to find something with a cute boy. I was really horny, and started playing with myself. I was kinda proud at how well I was keeping up with these hornball kids. It didn't matter how many loads I had already dropped earlier that day, I could still get hard in an instant. Flipping through channels, I came across a Dateline special on "catfishing." They did a story on a high school girl that was fooled by some 40-year-old man into thinking she was talking to a boy her age. Of course you were meant to feel bad for the girl or be scared for the children of your community, but instead, watching the show was just making me harder and harder. While my first contact with Casey online was technically catfishing (or "baiting," another word they used on the TV show), I hadn't yet tried it on a straight boy. Immediately an image of Tommy popped into my head. And then I started thinking about Tucker. Or maybe it would be easier to do a gay kid like Liam, since I had underage boy pictures I could use to bait him. Well, I definitely wanted to do that at some point, but tonight I'd start with the straight boys. After grabbing my laptop, I was frantically scanning straight porn sites looking for photos of women that could pass for a girl in the age range of my students. After about 10 minutes, I hit the jackpot. There was an entire photo set (100+ pictures) of the same girl, who looked like she could be 14 years old. Perfect! I downloaded the whole thing. I made a new Snapchat account (calling myself Lexi), and then quickly found Tommy and Tucker, after a simple search for their first and last names. I wrote "Hey" to both of them, and waited. Tommy responded almost immediately. Tommy: who this? Lexi: lexi Tommy: uh i dunno a lexi Lexi: wait is this tommy mills?? Tommy: no Lexi: oh sry i was looking for someone else Tommy: ur good Lexi: how old r u btw i'm 15 Tommy: 14. where u from Lexi: ohio Tommy: cool Lexi: u? Tommy: ny Lexi: nice Tommy: what do u look like Hmmm, hopefully this was a good sign. I described what I looked like based off of the photos I found. Tommy: send a selfie I sent one of only a couple photos I had where she was wearing some clothing, though it was a pretty skimpy nightgown-looking thing. Tommy: fuck ur hot I replied with a blushing emoji. Lexi: hbu Tommy sent a photo of himself lying in bed. It was just his face and the very top of his chest. Enough that I could see he wasn't wearing a shirt. Oh my god. This was amazing. Tommy was a very good looking boy. I loved his brownish-reddish hair and smooth face. He was thin, but I knew he had strong arms from our basketball games at recess. He was about 5'6'' or 5'7''. Lexi: ur hot too Tommy: thx Lexi: show me ur abs Tommy: ok He sent a super-hot picture of his sexy chest, including V-lines pointing you-know-where under his basketball shorts. It looked like maybe he wasn't wearing underwear... Lexi: damn i wish u went to my school Tommy: lmao. what size tits do u have? I didn't even know how those sizes worked being someone that couldn't care less about women's breasts, so I decided to just send him a picture of her naked above the waist. Tommy: fuuuck lexi nice Lexi: u hard? Tommy: gettin there Lexi: show me Tommy sent a picture of his bulge, stretching the fabric of his shorts around it, so that there was little left to the imagination. Lexi: lose the shorts While I waited for his response, I moved to my bed. I was jerking myself when the next notification came in. But it wasn't Tommy. And it wasn't Tucker or Casey either. It was an email...from Clay. And all it said was "When?" It took me a second, but then I realized that he must have been talking about when he could fuck me, which I had promised him when we were in the nurse's office. It was too dangerous to email him back, especially since it was on our school email accounts. I decided to find him on Snapchat, but I wanted to message him on my other account, not as "Lexi." I grabbed my iPad to see if I could download the app on there. Yes! It worked. I was getting so worked up with Tommy, but wished I could have a boy at my house right now. It was almost 10:00. Was there a chance Clay could come to my house? Fat chance. That wouldn't stop me from trying though. I sent a Snap to Clay. Me: Hey. Got your email. It's gotta be tonight. Clay: how Me: My house. Clay: dude imma 8th grade my rents wont let me out at this hour Me: You gotta sneak out then. It'll be a 10 min ride on your bike. Clay: i dunno Me: Think about how good my tight ass will feel grabbing your amazing cock. Clay: fuck i rly wanna I sent my address. Clay: y can't u pick me up Me: Been drinking. That wasn't even true. But I wanted to see if I could get him to come by himself and show up in my bedroom. Clay: i dunno Me: Listen, what's the worst that can happen? Even if you get caught sneaking out, maybe you get grounded. Worth it to get some sex right now, yes? Clay: ok imma do it Me: Good. I didn't want him to know how excited I was. But holy fucking shit. The middle school boy with the best cock was about to sneak out of his house on a school night and come to his teacher's bedroom. Clay: I gotta wait til they go to bed Me: How long? Clay: dunno maybe an hour Shit, I didn't want him to lose his nerve. And I wanted this now. But I knew I shouldn't push it or I'd risk messing it up. Me: OK my door is unlocked. Come in my house and upstairs. Clay: k I went back to my phone to check on Tommy and tapped on a missed Snap from him a few minutes before. Holy hell. It wasn't just a photo. It was a video, and he had indeed taken off his shorts. What a view. It was everything I would have asked for at this stage of the game, but all I had said was "lose the shorts." He was completely nude, and the angle of the video showed his smooth balls, his beautiful dick, a small patch of reddish-looking pubes, and a view of both his chest and face as well. His mouth was slightly open as he jerked himself. His boy cock looked to be around 6 inches and average thickness. He was cut and his mushroom head was perfection, peeking out above his fist. I saved the video to my phone. Lexi: nice. u cum yet today? Tommy: yah twice Lexi: when Tommy: before school and after school Lexi: can u again Tommy: if u show me ur pussy i can Lexi: ok but first show me ur ass Tommy: nah its ur turn Lexi: just give me a good ass shot and i'll show u two of my pussy Tommy: there He sent a pretty boring picture of his butt. I mean, it was a beautiful set of smooth boy buns, but I wanted to see between the cheeks. Lexi: no i gotta see ur hole Tommy: im not gay Lexi: i kno i just wanna see Tommy: y Lexi: cuz it turns me on ok? don't u wanna see my pussy? Tommy: fuck yeah. fine hold on Lexi: make it a video While I was waiting for Tommy, I got a text from Casey asking if I was sitting down. Me: you hear from pete? what happened? Casey: first of all I found out he has been meeting men on grindr Me: oh wow that's kinda hot actually Casey: yeah well something bad happened Me: shit. what? The video came in from Tommy right then, and I immediately clicked to watch it. He had propped up his phone on his dresser or something. Then he had bent over for the camera and spread his cheeks with his hands. It was the perfect view. This kid was damn good at make porn videos of himself. His hole was completely smooth. Didn't look like there was a single hair. It looked so inviting. Fuuuck this was a hot kid. Suddenly my thoughts became obsessed with getting him to stick something in there. Tommy: send ur pussy now I sent him one of the photos of the girl's vagina. Tommy: u said 2 Lexi: wow rude, i thought you'd tell me that u like how i look first Tommy: sry yeah thats fucking hot thats why i wanna see more of u I sent another one that was practically the same thing. Then I read what Casey had just written back. Casey: well one of the men was from our school. you know someone named mr. eckert? security guy...anyway pete says he's ugly af but wants to hook up. pete doesn't want to. the man showed pete that he has video of him and u in the trainers room!!!! he's trying to make pete hook up I had to read what Casey wrote several times before it sunk in. My heart was beating very fast. This was the end of my life. I was too reckless. What the FUCK was wrong with me? Me: Wait so what's happening now? Casey: Pete left but eckert is giving him another chance and will send him a message soon Me: OK. You, me, P need to talk at recess tomorrow morning. Casey: If he has video of you and pete do u think he also has u and me??? Me: Honestly maybe but lets stay calm. we'll talk tomorrow and i'll take care of everything I was trying to play it cool for Casey, but I was freaking out. What other videos did what's-his-name Eckert have? Should I try and talk to him? Or should I just tell Peter to suck it up and do what Eckert wants? My iPad lit up with a notification. It was Clay letting me know he was leaving his house. I should have called it off right then but didn't. If my life was ending, maybe I should enjoy tonight. I returned to my chat with Tommy. Lexi: wanna role play? Tommy: wdym? Lexi: like pretend we're other people. it's fun. i can be your daddy and ur my little boy Tommy: idk that sounds gay Lexi: u like thinking abt 2 girls together right? Tommy: yeah so Lexi: well I like two guys Tommy: uh but this is a dad and kid Lexi: don't judge what i like. ok u need to make a video and finger ur butt and say "oh daddy fuck me" Tommy: WTF bruh Lexi: don't worry i'll send you something else after Tommy: Im not doing that unless u send u squirting and ur face Lexi: ok u send first Tommy: no u Lexi: ok ill send before that one but meanwhile can u just send you talking dirty to daddy then u can do the butt part after i send Tommy: ok I immediately started scouring porn sites to see if I could find something that looked like a 15-year-old girl cumming. I didn't know about the face part. Tommy sent a video. It was him slowly stroking his cock and talking at the same time in a whisper: "Oh daddy please suck my cock. Pleeeease daddy." Fuuuuuuuck! Once again a perfect video from Tommy. I was going to have a nice collection...if I could stay out of jail. After a few more minutes of searching the web, I found the perfect video. It was a girl who could pass for 15, her face could have been the same as the other girl, and she masturbated until squirting cum all over the place. She was shaved just like my other girl. Gold. I took a screen recording and started breaking it into smaller clips, so I could hopefully trade for additional videos from Tommy. I sent the first part. Tommy: daamn lexi wud u fuck me Lexi: yeah. ok send urs Tommy: r u virgin Lexi: yeah hbu Tommy: sadly Lexi: send me the vid Tommy: what vid Lexi: the one we talked abt omg... Tommy: lol chill i'm just playin...daddy Lexi: k Tommy: but i still don't know abt finger Lexi: its supposed to feel good for guys Tommy: holy shit i just remembered we learned that in sex ed Lexi: see? Tommy: wait u didn't send squirting Lexi: ur turn to send Tommy: that wasn't the deal Lexi: fine hold on I waited a minute and then sent the clip where the girl...finished. Tommy: fuck that is sooo hot Lexi: thank u. ok send It was worth the wait. He finally did exactly what I asked, including stuffing his middle finger in his smooth virgin hole while groaning and telling "daddy" he wanted to be fucked. I watched it like five times in a row. But I held off shooting my load, knowing that Clay would be there any minute...hopefully. Lexi: that was awesome...did u like it? Tommy: umm Lexi: so yes? Tommy: no comment Lexi: ok u gonna cum now? Tommy: i want to Lexi: watch my vid again then vid urself shooting Tommy: ok That's when I heard a noise downstairs. Oh my god, Clay was actually in my house. I quickly ran into the bathroom to make sure I looked good. Yup, I'd do me if I were into 24-year-olds instead of middle schoolers. I could hear Clay coming up the stairs. I laid down on the bed and waited for my student to enter his teacher's bedroom. And then...there he was. When he walked in, I could tell he was attempting to hold back a smile. God he was hot. Blond, a few inches shorter than I was, unblemished face (which not all 14-year-olds could claim). Part of me wanted to enjoy this for as long as possible, but by that point, I was so worked up that I needed him to start fucking me as soon as possible. He was on the same page, kicking off his sneakers and taking off his shirt. Wow, what a body. I stripped nude and lay back with my legs spread, inviting the horniest and most well-hung kid in my class to do what he wanted with me. We hadn't said a word to each other yet. Clay took off his shorts and socks, leaving him with just a pair of underwear: light blue plaid old-school boxers, but too small on him. His monster cock was outlined beautifully. I stared at his crotch and licked my lips. Clay responded by grabbing himself and showing off his impressive tube. I reached over to my bed table and grabbed some lube, tossing it to him. This time he didn't even try to hide his grin. Before I knew it, Clay had ripped off his boxers, climbed on my bed, lathered up his cock, and was pointing it at my hole. On a fully-grown adult, 7 inches didn't look that big, but on a skinny 8th grader who hadn't had his high school growth spurt yet, his dick looked enormous. This wasn't gonna be like Casey fucking me. It was gonna hurt. But I didn't care. Holding onto my legs for leverage, Clay pushed in. A couple of inches went in, but it felt like a lot more. He and I both groaned. I spoke for the first time. "Come on and fuck me, kid. All the way. Do it now." He pushed harder this time, and before I knew it, he was balls deep. I felt so full. My cell phone vibrated, but I ignored it. Clay let out a moan that definitely sounded like a boy his age. Then he started trying to pump it in and out. After only a minute, he was able to get in a rhythm, but then stopped with his cock fully buried inside of me. "Why'd you..." I started to ask. He interrupted me with a scream. "Ahhhhhh!! Fuuuuuuuck! Ooooh!!!" His body convulsed as he couldn't control his orgasm, shooting his boy seed deep inside of me. After he was finished unloading, he collapsed awkwardly, his still-hard dick slipping out of me. The whole thing had lasted less than 3 minutes. "That didn't take long," I commented. "Sorry," he answered groggily. "Can you go again?" "Yeah." His eyes were closed. "Just need to..." He fell asleep before finishing his sentence. I stared at his beautiful face as I fondled myself. I was throbbing and needed release. Stroking Clay's chest with one hand, I started furiously jerking my cock with the other. Clay rolled onto his side, facing away from me, his perfect little butt inches from my dick. I grabbed his hips and pulled him even closer to me. He was so light-weight, I could move him however I wanted with very little effort. Now in a spooning position, I lifted his top leg a little bit and got ready to penetrate this sexy child. As soon as I forced my own 7 inches inside of the boy, my whole body started tingling. Clay let out a noise that sounded like a protest, but he didn't have the energy to fight me. It felt so good to be back inside his pussy. So tight. I reached over, picked up my phone and tapped on the new Snapchat notification form Tommy. Watching Tommy stroke his young, teen cock, I started thrusting mine into Clay. Without trying, my pace was synced to Tommy's. Before long, I knew Tommy was close, by the cute little sounds he was making and how his body started twitching. I was close too. At the moment that Tommy thrust his hips in the air, waiting for his boy juice to shoot, I slammed into Clay one final time. Tommy and I released our loads at the same time, both of us grunting as it happened. I dropped the phone next to me on the bed and rolled onto my back, my dick making a squishy sound as it slipped out of the 14-year-old boy sleeping next to me. I remember watching my cum start to ooze out of Clay's hole and down his butt cheek, and then I must have dozed off. *End of Chapter 27* Hope ya'll continue to enjoy! Owen odavis120@mail.com Link to my other story: www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/he-brought-his-own-balls Don't forget to consider donating to Nifty! donate.nifty.org