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Help keep Nifty free and accessible for everyone.check out my other story: /gay/highschool/studly-wayne/ ********* I slowly came to consciousness feeling a pressure on my chest and a tickling on my nose. I opened my eyes and tried to stretch, but with Hans sitting on my chest, his legs pinned my arms down. He had a feather that he had been tickling my face with. I looked around and saw no one else. "They all got up early and left, it's just you and me. I just finished taking a whizz and I saw the feather on the ground and figured I should wake you up." I looked up at him, and he had his usual, disarming smile...I didn't trust him. He was nude, he's sitting on my chest, pinning my arms, his crotch is 8 inches from my face, and he's chatting like we're at the bar. "Well, Hans, if everyone's gone, you can get off and we can leave too." I looked at Hans as his smile got a little bigger and he showed more teeth with his `awe shucks' expression. "Kendall, you are so funny! I'm gonna get off, all right, but not how you meant. You gave me the gift of your mighty fine ass last night...actually, you gave it twice. Or did I just take it? Well, you're a senior and I'm only a freshman, so I assume you gave it to me." He smirked a little at his sarcastic humor. "But I think Alex was given an incredible gift last night, and I was hoping you might share with me too." I must have looked confused, so Hans said, "You massaged his baby bank with that awesome tongue. I think I'd like to try that mouth of yours." I just looked passively at Hans, not sure what he wanted. "Kendall, I'm not sure what I want from you. I mean, Alex was in hog heaven with you sucked on his balls, but I also saw how you serviced Sage. Your mouth sucked in his pole, smoked it right properly, and your throat muscles gripped his pole righteously. His sperm was a gift to you for your hard work. I'm thinking Little Hans could use some of that lovin." He smirked, and for the first time his smile almost looked evil when he said, "I guess I'll just have to enjoy both...." With that, he lifted his butt slightly off my chest and slowly slid forward. I kept staring into his eyes that were boring down on me until his face vanished from view and his crotch was directly above me. I saw the hairs on his ass, the forest of his pubic hair and the plump size of his balls. He slowly lowed himself until his balls were waiting at the door of my mouth. Like his cousin, Hans smelled a little strong. "Kendall, I hope you like my `freshman fragrance', both Alex and I always sell a little ripe, or so we've been told by more than one girl we tag teamed. Now, use your mouth to give a senior suck to my sac. Make love to my balls." I opened my mouth and stretched my lips around his nutsack. He was a lot plumper than his cousin, more sperm or something. I sucked gently and must have done an OK job as Hans began to moan and pressed down his body down into my face. I watched as his cock went from having only a chubby to a full fledged erection. It had turned an angry red, and throbbed as I continued to bath his sac in my mouth. He slowly began to rub his dick, his face looking up, his eyes closed, and a soft moan coming from his mouth. After a few minutes, he said, "OK, Kendall, open the gates of heaven." Looking confused, he said, "Open your mouth. You made my balls feel awesome, it's time to have the gift Sage enjoyed." I opened, and he pulled his balls from my mouth. Stretching out his legs, and bracing himself above my head, his cock was zeroing in on my mouth and throat. "Time for me to experience heaven, Kendall. Be my savior and let me experience paradise. Suck me dry." I opened my mouth and his cock slowly slid through my lips, across my tongue right to the back of my throat. He pulled back slightly and said, "Open your throat, Kendall, I'm going in." Hans slid his cock to the back of my throat and gently pushed with constant pressure. My throat opened to receive his torpedo, and soon my face was buried in his bush of pubic hair. He pulled back, and I saw the forest of his hairy crotch slowly moving toward my face. He slowly increased his thrusting until soon he was plowing against my face thrusting in and out so fast, my tongue was burning and my throat was screaming in pain. As his balls hit my chin again and again, they seemed to tighten up and retract a bit. Suddenly, Hans buried himself in my throat and held his crotch against my face, his pole buried in my throat. My throat convulsed around his cock as I tried hard not to choked too much. I felt the vein at the bottom of his shaft begin to pulse as he shot his gold down my throat into my stomach. He slowly pulled from my throat. As his dick drug against my tongue on it's way out, it deposited a long stream of his semen. The taste was intoxicating. My lips descended down on his dick again, and formed a tight ring around his pole. I pulled back and squeegeed every drop of his sperm. After withdrawing from my mouth, he stood, and staggered over to the lounger chair and collapsed, breathing quickly, covered with sweat. I swallowed several times trying to get the film of his sperm from my mouth. I stood up and mumbled, "I have to use the bathroom." After I did my business, and came back into the room, I saw that he was dressed. He threw my shirt at me and said, "Put it on, buddy. We gotta get going." I put my shirt on, and followed Hans as he strutted out to the car, his butt straining against his jeans, feeling lighter as he had emptied two loads of cum up my butt, and one down my throat. As I got into the truck, I could still taste the cum coating the inside of my mouth, and smell the scent from his balls that still existed on my face and lips. I shut the door, looked over at Hans who was smiling his goofy, disarming smile, and just stared blankly when he said, "I think the cocksucker of the county, the cocksucker of the football team, hell the cocksucker of the school is gonna have a busy year!"