Greetings! I am pleased to introduce the last part of the two-part series, "Chemistry". The response to the first part has been overwhelming and I thank everyone who has responded. I'd like to say special thanks to Will, Eric, Billy, Ryan, the other Ryan, Jake, and Matt.

Once again, this series is a work of fiction. Any similarities in real life is coincidental. Also, the rights belong solely to the author, Joey E. No reproduction of any kind is permitted with out the written consent of the author. If you are under 18, don't read this. If you are not down with gay boys in high school, don't read this either.

And now...

Chemistry, Part II
"The Reaction"
By Joey E

Luckily, the rest of the weekend I was busy doing shit for my family and homework for school. But late at night or when I just woke up, my thoughts would go back to what happened Saturday afternoon. I'd bone up immediately. Sunday night, I was thinkin' about Mr. Anderson while I was studying for chemistry class. I just pictured him in those shorts with no shirt on just like he was in that picture I saw of him.

I reached down into my shorts and adjusted Mr. Happy. I set down my pen and used both hands to unbutton the cargo shorts. I checked to see if my bedroom door was closed before I just whipped him out. It was. Images of Steve Anderson played in my head. I soon began to stroke my 6" cock. All I could think about was his face, his eyes, his scent, his voice, his arms, his chest, his legs, his bulge in his pants, everything about him. I quickly stripped my shirt off revealing my smooth, toned chest. I paused briefly to look at it, and reached up with my right hand to play with my nipple. The left hand was still going to town down there, soon joined by my right hand which lightly messaged my balls.

The last image I had was of him in that swimsuit again when I suddenly let out a small groan and erupted. I wasn't prepared for what happened next. Apparently my mouth was open, and I made a direct shot into my mouth. Talking about killing the moment. The rest of the shots landed on my chest and stomach. It was the best ejaculation I ever had in my life, despite the mouthful of cum. I finally came back down from my high and reached for a towel to clean up my load. There was no doubt about it, I thought to myself, I had to have him. And I would do anything to get him.

True to my word, the next morning, I dressed accordingly. I am not a dresser by any means. I have no sense of style whatsoever. But, according to the weather it was going to be a hot one today, so I picked out a pair of cargo shorts that just fit me perfectly. They showed off my hot ass and my package as well. I selected a sleeve-less white tee and put a button down short sleeve shirt. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought, damn I look good! If I saw me on the street, I'd pick myself up!

I grabbed breakfast, ran out the door, where Zach was waiting in his 1990 Toyota Camry V6. It was his mom's old car. But he was proud of it because it went over 200,000 miles.

"Damn, bro, who you tryin' to impress?"

"No one in particular," I answered, getting in the car.

"Uh huh. I know who it is!" he exclaimed, smiling. He then said in a high pitched voice, "Someone's got a crush on the teacher!"

"WHAT?" I asked.

He laughed. Zach was a small guy himself, maybe 5'6", 130lbs. He had strawberry blonde hair with blue eyes. We grew up together in the neighborhood and were best friends for years.

"You know, I know you, dude. You can't hide it. I haven't seen that look in your eye since you saw that one southern stud, whatever his name was."

I should've known Zach was on to me. He always was. "Will," I said, resigning.

"Yeah, that's what his name was. Will. See, I've had you figured out from that point on, even before you came out to me." Zach said, putting his arm around my shoulder.

"Damn, Zach, is it that obvious?

"Don't worry, bro, no. And your secret is safe with me. Enough said!"

"Enough said."

"But, wait," continued Zach. "Are you trying to seduce him or what?"

I gave him a grin.

"Just be careful, bro. We're talking about your teacher here, okay

"Is it really that obvious?"

"Not to the laymen."

"Shut up!" I said, laughing. I was relieved that my secret was finally out in the open with my best friend.

"It's all good, buddy. Now what's this about you and Mr. Anderson?"

That's Zach, always the instigator. He was always the one who got me in trouble. Always had this great idea. Life was exciting with him around.

"I don't know man, I helped him with his new TV Saturday. We ran into each other at Best Buy. He offered to give me a ride home if I helped him move his TV inside. It turns out he lives right down the street from us!"

"I knew that..."

"You did? Why didn't you tell me?"

"You're the one who delivers papers there, I thought you'd know!"

"Thanks a lot man! Anyway, I don't know...he just makes me weak. He just looked so fine, man..."

"So, did you do him?"

"No, I lost my cool and left," I said.

"Dude, come on! That would be awesome if you did the teacher!" he said, punching me in the shoulder.

"Shut up, man! Just shut up," I said laughing.

"I'll help you if you want..."

"NO!" I exclaimed. "No, no, no!"

"Ha ha! So, little CJ"s got a crush on his teacher...want me to send him a love letter?"

"Absolutely not!" I said, laughing.

"Come on, man, let me help. With me, it'll be surefire thing."

"Or we could just be expelled."

"Com' on, dude! I'll help you!"

"I think it's best if I try first. If I don't first succeed then I'll call upon your, ahem, services."

"All right, man. But I expect full details later!"

Zach was cool. I came out to him that past summer and we've grown even closer since. Not in that way, you perverts!

Anyway, we arrived in school. I went through the motions of classes. Finally, it was ninth period. The science building was not air-conditioned and it was hot! I took off my button down shirt the moment I got to my seat. Mr. Anderson was there, and I noticed his eyes on me for a moment. He turned away though when I made eye contact with him. Zach slapped me on the head.

"Dude, go for it...he's totally into you!" he whispered.

I looked at him as if he were insane. "You're crazy, bud," I said, shaking my head and smiling.

I sat down, and Mr. Anderson's eyes were on me again. He started to hand back our tests we just took. He still looked hot as hell even in school. I started to imagine him with his clothes off...

Suddenly, I noticed he was right in front of me. He was reading something from a test. I couldn't see his face because it was blocked by the papers in his hand, but his crotch was right there in front of me. He seemed to pause before he moved on. I looked over at Zach. He was no help. All he did was look at me and smirk. Mr. Anderson then started to pass the tests out.

So I decided to play another game with Mr. Steve Anderson. I slouched down in my seat and adjusted myself when he handed me my test. He glared at me and for the first time, I wondered if I crossed the line. But then again, I noticed a certain bulge getting slightly larger in his pants.

We went over the test and then he started the lesson. Pretty soon, I was so worked up on adrenaline and testosterone, nothing could stop me now. I was now on a mission, a challenge. I tried to make eye contact with the teach. Every time he looked at me, I grinned. At one point, I threw him off and he had to restart his sentence. By now, I was rock hard and I wasn't afraid to show it. It didn't matter who was in the room. Zach noticed.

"God, man," he whispered. "Why don't you go fuckin' beat off?"

"Not a chance, man," I said, smiling. I stuck my hand in my pocket and started to stroke it slowly when he looked at me again.

"Okay, men and women, group A is back in the lab today," he said, closing his book. "You know what you're doing."

I was in Group B and we had plenty of work to do otherwise. Mr. Anderson sat down at his desk in the front of the room. It was now or never. I looked at Zach. He gave me the thumbs up.

I raised my hand.

"Yes Davis?" he asked, getting up to come over to me.

I waited until he came over to my desk/chair. "I was having problems balancing this equation..." I said, pointing to the problem in my notebook. I was aware of his scent again as he leaned over to look at it.

He gave me hints on how to solve, but he never told anyone HOW to solve it. I already knew how to solve it, but was playing dumb just to get him close to me. Since he was off to the left and slightly behind me, I put my left had on my leg, and stuck out my bent elbow close to his crotch. I moved it ever so slowly toward him and finally bumped into it! He immediately backed up and stopped his explanation.

"On second thought," he said, softly to me. "Come by after school." That's all he said and left.

Zach hit me on the arm again, "What did he say?"

Still shocked at what he said, I answered, "He told me to come by after school."

Zach laughed and said, "You're a smoothie, buddy. You gonna do it?"

We both laughed. "Who knows?" I answered.

With that in place, I now concentrated on my work the best I could. Zach and I had to put the finishing touches on our lab report anyway. Finally, the school day was over.

"You gonna do it?" Zach asked as we walked out of the classroom. I shook my head yes.

"Fuckin' aye!" he yelled and we high-fived. I was so worked up that I didn't even go to my locker. I said good-bye to Zach and headed back in the classroom. Mr. Anderson was sitting at his desk and looked up when I walked in.

"Mr. Davis. Please come in," he said, motioning me to come in. "Close the door too."

Well, this was interesting. I did as I was told.

"And lock it."

"Come up here." He was not smiling. I couldn't let him scare me. By now, I was pretty sure I had a chance with him and there wasn't anything that was going to stop me now. I walked slowly towards him, keeping my eyes locked with his.

"Davis, what do you want?" he asked.

"Nothin, Teach," I said, looking directly at him.

I was right in front of him by this point. I could see the beads of sweat on his forehead. Somehow, I had the will to keep my dick calm. This was my show now. He stood up, revealing that indeed he had a hard-on. I had him.

"Like what you see, teach?"

Mr. Anderson didn't say a word except release a slight sigh. His face was redder than usual and he looked extremely uncomfortable.

"I've been lusting after you since you walked into this classroom on the first day of school, Steve. And now, I think you're ready," I said, reaching out to grab his cock.

He jumped and pulled away. "No!"

He backed up from where I was standing. I started slowly following him as he back up more. Pretty soon, I had him pinned against the wall. I lifted up my right hand and traced my left arm with it. I looked at him, watching my hand go down my smooth, muscular arm.

He looked hotter than ever in his state of panic. His eyes were wide open. He seemed to breathing erratically. And I was in complete control of the situation. When he didn't say anything, I got brave and started to lift up my sleeve-less tee. His eyes were focused on my six-pack abs.

"Go ahead, feel them," I said ,softly, looking into his eyes.

He didn't move. I moved closer to him until I was up against him. My cock was rock hard now and so was his as they both rubbed into each other. I looked up at his face and said, "You know you want it."

"No...don't..." he said. His words said no, but his body language said yes. He didn't push me off him so I leaned up and tried to kiss him. He turned his face away the side. I grabbed it with both hands on each cheek and tried to turn it forward again. He was strong though. So I just pressed more into him. He let out a moan.

"No, man, no," he kept saying.

I said nothing as I felt him up with my right hand. His chest was spectacular. I started to unbutton the shirt and he stopped me with his hands.

"NO!" he yelled and broke free from the corner.

"Davis, get out of here, now!" he said, running his fingers through his hair, looking totally confused and baffled.

I walked over to him again, approaching him from the back this time and wrapped my arms around him. I felt him resist, but I leaned up and started licking his neck. He moaned again. I started to feel his chest with both hands this time. I made a path from his chest to his stomach and then dropped them down to his ass, which I caressed slowly.

"Mmm..." I said, softly. "You've got a nice ass, Steve."

"Please," Mr. Anderson said, softly. "Not here, CJ, not here."

I paused and thought. "All right, dude, if not here, then why don't you give me a ride to your place instead?"


"Don't you want me?" I said, softly in my seductive tone.

"Yes, but...NO!" he said, more firmly.

"Come on," I said, moving my right hand towards the front of his pants and brushed it up against his cock. "Isn't that why you told me to see you after class?" I cupped his balls and then started stroking his hard shaft through his pants.

"Aw, damn you," he said. "You are going to pay for this when you graduate."

"Why wait for that? I'm ready now," I said softly.


"Shh..." I said. "Now turn around."

He didn't move.

"I said, Turn around!" I commanded.

Surprisingly, he did turn around. He looked at me, his eyes burning into me. "We cannot do this, CJ. You know that, kid."

"Why not?" I asked.

"Well one, you're a student and I'm a teacher. Two, you're a minor. Three..."

"Aw, screw that shit, man," I said, as I grabbed his balls. "Strip..."

"CJ, come on. Be fair, dude. It ain't right!"

I was just about to resign when he said, "Let's get out of here, man."

He grabbed his bag, and I grabbed mine, and we left the classroom.

"Look, I'll give you a ride home, okay?"

I shook my head yes. "I gotta go to my locker first."

We went to my locker and I sorted out the books I needed. I shut the door and looked up at him. I noticed his eyes were on my ass.

We walked in silence to his truck and he opened the door for me. "Hop in," he said.

"Thanks," I said, climbing in.

I had a lot to say to him, a lot I wanted to know, but I didn't know how to say it. So, we rode in mostly silence on the 10 minute ride home. When we turned on to my street, I finally spoke up.

"Steve, please, let's go to your place."

He looked at me with a sad face. "CJ, babe, you can't do this to me."

"Please?" I asked. "I want to..."

"Yeah, I know you do. Go home, man, beat off, and you'll be okay..."

"Yeah, until the next time," I said, softly. I looked up at his face, his blue eyes, his blonde short hair. I reached over to his leg and placed my hand there.

"CJ, don't start."

"I want you, Teach."

We just passed my house and my heart took flight. I looked at him again and smiled. He smiled back. This was it. I couldn't believe it. I was getting the teach. He slowly reached for my leg and started caressing, moving his hand up my thigh. It felt incredible. No one had ever touched me like that before. I had massive wood now and I was feeling like I could lose it at any time.

"Ooo," I moaned, closing my eyes.

"You like that kid?" he asked, in his deep voice.

"Fuck yeah," I said, opening my eyes again.

With that, we pulled into his parking spot and he opened his door. I just sat there, staring at this beautiful man before me.

"You gonna get out?" he asked, smiling at me.

"Oh yeah," I said, opening my door and stepping out of the truck. We walked to his door, with me behind him, checkin' out that tight ass that would soon be mine.

We got inside, and he closed the door. I grabbed him around the waist and pulled him into me. He moaned softly as I hugged him. He wrapped his arms around mine and took me in. I smelled his cologne again and I looked up at his face. He looked down at me and smiled.

"You don't know what you've gotten yourself into, little man..."

I shook my head no and said with a smirk, "No, you don't know what you've gotten yourself into..."

He chuckled and hugged me harder. "This is all wrong, CJ."

"No it ain't," I answered, pulling him in harder. I rested my head against his chest. He put his hand under my chin and pulled it up. He leaned down and kissed me softly on the lips.

"Yes it is," he said, softly.

I released him and he released me. I took his hand in mine and led him into his apartment. I motioned for him to sit down on his couch. He complied. I slowly took off my sleeve-less tee and threw it over my shoulder. His eyes got wider.

"Like what you see?" I asked, running my hands over my smooth, toned chest.

He licked his lips. "Mm hm."

I went over to him and pulled him back up. I started to unbutton his shirt. I really wanted to finally see his hot chest in person. He complied this time and I finally took it off. I was speechless when I saw this gorgeous man, shirtless. I grinned as I reached out and touched his smooth skin. His pecs were perfect. I'm sure he worked out. I ran my fingers over the mounds and sighed. He smiled down at me.

I leaned down and began to run my tongue over his smooth chest to his nipple. I flicked it with my tongue. He moaned again. I felt his hand wander over my back and down to my ass. I ran my hand over his muscular bicep on his right arm. I then traced the muscles from his arm to his chest and then down to his six pack.

I then unbuttoned his Dockers and unzipped his fly, feeling the hardness that was behind it. I looked back up at him.

"You're sure, CJ?" he said, softly. "You are sure?"

"Yes, man, I want it. I want you!"

He helped me pull down his pants. His boxer-briefs remained. It was a sight for sore eyes. My hot teacher, standing there with a huge bulge in his boxer-briefs. I could see the head of it peaking out of the top of the waistband. His legs were equally muscular, and as described before, lightly coated with blonde hair.

"Fuck," I said softly, as I reached out to massage his cock.

"Oh god," he whispered. He whipped his head back and sighed. He then looked at me, realizing I wasn't undressed yet and smiled. He unbuttoned my cargo shorts and pulled them right down, leaving me there in my boxers with my cock sticking out the fly of them.

"Shit, CJ," he said, running his hand down my chest. "You're so fuckin' gorgeous."

I smiled and said, "You are too, man." He pulled me into a strong hug and our cocks were grinding into the other. I sighed.

"God I want you to suck my dick, teach..." I said, reaching down and stroking my cock.

His eyes were fixated on my cock. He knelt down before me and took off my boxers. He then stuck his tongue out and licked the tip of my head very softly.

I shivered and moaned. He looked up at me and smiled. He then licked down the entire shaft, straight down to my balls and licked back up again. This was better than anything ever before.

"Oh, man, come on, suck it," I hissed, frustrated.

He chuckled. "All in good time, boy. All in good time."

He went back to licking my cock and balls. He pushed me down on the couch and then lifted my legs up to turn me so I was lying down on my back. He then got up himself on the couch and bent down to continue licking.


He then lifted my legs up even more and licked down my sack and continued to my ass.

"Oooo!" I said as I twitched. He looked up at me and smiled again. I looked down at him and exclaimed, "Fuck, man, what the hell was that?"

"You like?" he asked, smiling and exposing his dimples.

"Oh, yeah!"

He leaned down again and touched his tongue where no one touched me before.

"Aw, shit!" I screamed out. The sensations were unbelievable. Unbelievable!

I felt his tongue getting my ass all wet. I felt it probe around the outside and then finally hit the middle.

"Yeah, you like that?" he asked, a new sparkle seemed to radiate from his eyes.

"Don't stop, man!" I moaned. "Come on, teach, do it again!"

I reached down to my throbbing cock and started stroking it as my teacher went down on my ass again. Dude, the pleasure was indescribable.

I pulled him up with my hands under his arms and started kissing him frantically as we grinded our hot, smooth bodies together.

"Fuck man," I said as I now went down to look at his cock more closely. It had to be at least 7 inches and it was cut. His balls were less hairy than mine, probably shaven I thought to myself as I reached out and rubbed them.

"CJ, you don't have to, man..."

"Shut up, Steve. Let me return the pleasure," I said, grinning up at his face. I licked the head with my tongue. It surprising tasted good to me. I smelled the scent of pure man, and was over come by it. I took his whole shaft in my mouth as he moaned.

"Aw, yeah, CJ. That's it, man, that's the way. Suck my cock..."

I sucked harder, and even tried to jam it all the way down my throat. My first attempt didn't work and I gagged.

"Slower, babe, do it slower," he said, softly, obviously realizing what I was trying to do.

The second attempt was far more successful. I noticed another taste in my mouth now as precum dripped from his cock. It was the sweetest thing at the moment. I kept working his cock and balls. He gently laid me down on the couch again and turned around while his cock was still in my mouth. He put his legs down on the sides of my head and leaned down to get closer access to my cock, which desperately needed attention. Thus, we started the first 69 of my life.

It was incredible. He was gently sliding his cock inside my mouth as he worked my cock and started rubbing my ass again. He then leaned down further and started licking the crack.

"Aw, fuck!" I cried out, taking his cock out of my mouth. Only one thing came to my mind at this point.

"Dude, I want you inside me," I said.

He got up off me and turned around. Smiling, he said, "We can't do that man."

"Aw, fuck, you said we couldn't do this, and look at what we're doing!"

I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him into me. I licked his earlobe and whispered, "So, how about it, teach? You and I?"

When he didn't respond, I did something more daring. "If you aren't gonna fuck me, I'm gonna fuck you, man. Either way, someone is gonna get fucked." I smacked his ass lightly, and smiled.

"You little fuckin' bastard," he said, grabbing the back of my head and kissing me, passionately.

I looked him in the eye and then flipped both of us over so I was now on top. I made my way down to his crotch and lifted up his legs. I smacked his ass again. He moaned softly.

"Someone likes to be spanked?" I asked, with a wicked grin on my face.

"Only by someone who's as hot as you," he replied.

I chuckled. "This is your last chance, Teach. Either you work my ass, or I start workin' yours. And if I start workin' yours, there ain't no turning back."

He just looked at me, waiting for me to make my next move. That did it! I dove in and started licking his balls. Then I moved down to his ass and started flicking it with my tongue. Surprisingly, it wasn't bad. And the reaction I got from him was incredible.

"Oh man, you really want it, don't you?" I asked, not sure what was coming over me. By now, I was ready to fuck the shit out of him. I felt so in control, and you know what? It turned me on.

"Yes, CJ, yes. Come on, lick my ass, aw!!" he cried as I stuck it right in his hole. I licked my finger and started to slide it in.

"Wait!" he cried. "There are condoms and lube in the bedroom." He jumped up and went into his bedroom. I waited, as I stroked my ever hard cock. He was back with a tube of lube and two condoms. He smiled and said, "Come here. We have more room in here."

I walked over to him and we both hugged each other, kissing and feeling each other up. Surprisingly, he then picked me up in his arms and carried me into his bedroom. He set me gently down on the bed. I pulled him immediately towards me and we started to kiss. Sweat was pouring from our bodies as we ground our cocks together. Suddenly in a fit of strength, I flipped him over, and lifted up his legs. I ground my cock into his ass and bent down to kiss him.

"This is how it's gonna be, teach," I said.

He smiled and looked me in the eyes. "No," he said, getting up and flipping me on my stomach. He got on top of me and started grinding his cock in to my ass. "This is how it's gonna be, little man."

Funny, at that moment, I felt turned on more than ever. The teach was finally taking control. And what shocked me is I want him to.

"You fuckin' whore," I cursed at him. Even though I wanted him to, he was gonna have to put up a good fight.

"What's that?" he asked, getting up off me and slapping my ass.

"If you want this ass, you're gonna have to earn it!"

"Oh don't worry, I haven't started yet."

He then sat down on my legs, holding me down as he reached for the bottle of lube. I tried to move, but at the same time, I didn't try my hardest.

"Hold still!" he commanded.

I didn't respond to his order. I felt a cold slippery feeling near my asshole. This was it, I couldn't believe it.

"Relax, CJ." He gently worked his finger up my ass. Surprisingly, it didn't hurt at all. And he worked it in deeper and deeper until he reached a spot that made me jump high in the air.

"FUCK! What the hell was that?"

I heard him chuckling behind me. "You like that, bud?"

"Oh...yeah...SHIT!" I yelled as he hit it again. I swore my eyes rolled back inside my head at the pleasure I was feeling. Fuck it was so intense. I started to grind my cock in to his bed as he was fingering my ass. I knew it wasn't gonna be long.

Suddenly, without warning, he took it out. "This may hurt a little bit, bud, but trust me, it'll be worth it."

I felt the cold feeling again against my ass, but this time, there was a new thickness. "FUCK!" I yelled out in pain.

"Shit," he said, taking them out. "Sorry, man."

"No, it's okay, do it again," I said, wanting nothing more than just that. He slowly inserted two fingers again and I held on to the sheets, bracing myself. "Come on, babe," he said. "You can take it, just relax."

I tried relaxing and indeed it did seem to loosen up. "Aw man, aw, shit," I said. My eyes were closed and I could feel him working his magic back there.

"Oh yeah!" I screamed as he hit the spot again. "Fuck," I said. "That feels good!"

He kept hitting the prostate until I couldn't stand it anymore. I pushed myself up and turned over on my back. I grabbed him and kissed him, hard and frantically. I couldn't believe how much precum was dripping from my cock. He immediately started stroking it. I brushed his arm off.

"Don't. You'll make me cum. I want you to fuck me, teach, now!"

Without any further words, he took the condom out, slipped it on his cock and lubed it up. I watched in awe as he worked the thing I wanted most. He lubed up my ass again, never taking his eyes off me.

"Come on, teach, fuck my ass."

He smiled and leaned down to kiss me. He then grabbed the base of his cock and rubbed it against my tight hole. "You sure about this, CJ?"
"Oh fuck yeah, come on, man!" I exclaimed.

He placed it on the hole and started to push it in. I grimaced in pain as I tried to hold it in. He held it there for a few seconds before he tried to push anymore of it in.

"Just relax and breathe," he said.

I released my breath, not even realizing I was holding it in. "Aw fuck, teach, you're so big!"

He pushed in more until his balls were against my ass. "I'm all the way in, CJ."

I smiled up at him, despite the pain. It really wasn't that bad, but I was thanking God that he wasn't too thick. I knew I was ready after a few more seconds.

"Come on, Steve. I'm ready."

He started gently pushing in and out. And he certainly reached that spot that seemed to make me scream.

"Aw, shit," I said. "Fuck me, come on!"

"Yeah? My little bud want this cock?"

"Oh yeah, man, come on. Fuckin' take my ass, man."

He started going faster. I looked down at my own cock, not exactly firm but still up and dripping copious amounts of precum. I couldn't believe this was happening. I was fuckin' getting pounded by Mr. Anderson.

"Fuck, yeah! Come on, fuck the shit out of me. Show me what you got!" I began shouting.

"Yeah, kid, you like this!"

He started really pounding now, increasing the tempo as well. I knew I wasn't going to last long after this. I could even hear his balls slap my ass.

I reached for my aching cock. I started stroking it. Not after about five strokes, I was about to shoot it.

"Fuck, Teach. You're gonna make me shoot my load!"

"Yeah," he grunted. "Come on, shoot it, CJ, shoot it all over your smooth body!"

"Aw, shit!" I yelled out as the first shot shot out of the head on to my face. "Fuck," I moaned as the second and third shots landed on my chest. Next thing, I know, he takes his cock out of my ass.

"Shit, CJ, I'm gonna cum too, man!" He said, taking his condom off and stroking that hot cock that was just in my ass.

"Come on, teach, shoot it on me," I said, wanting nothing more than that.

He stroked it fast and bent over me. He started shaking, which in turn was shaking the bed.

"Aw, man, I'm gonna'm gonna cum, CJ!" he moaned as he shot his first load on to my chest. He lost his balance and fell forward, crashing into me. He just grabbed on to me and shot his load between our bodies, creating a hot, slippery mess between our chests and stomachs. He kept moaning and shaking even after he stopped shooting.

Finally, he settled down and kissed me tenderly on the lips. He then licked some of my load off my cheek. He climbed off the bed and got up. He returned with a towel and threw it to me. I gladly accepted it and cleaned myself up the best I could. After we were done cleaning ourselves up, he climbed back on the bed with me and laid beside me. He took me in his arms and I cuddled up next to him, putting my head on his smooth defined chest. None of us spoke for a few minutes.

"So, what happens now, teach?" I asked, honestly not knowing what to expect. The aftermath was not included in my plans, as usual.

"Don't know, bud," he said with a sigh. He gave me a kiss on the cheek. " We'll figure something out, little man. Don't worry."

And that concludes this mini-series, Chemistry. I hope you enjoyed the last part. If you have any comments, please send them to Thanks!