Date: Fri, 25 Jul 2003 14:44:37 -0700 (PDT) From: Kuntry Guy Subject: The Down Stairs Bathroom This is a fictional story containing Gay sexual content. If you do not wish to read about homosexuals having sex please do not read any further. For the rest of you I hope you enjoy. The Down Stairs Bathroom by Chase Roberts (Kuntryguy25@yahoo.com) "Riiiiiinnnggg!!!!" The bell sang out starting fourth period, R.O.T.C. And in he walked, Mr. All-American, Christopher James Scott. He was the captain of the football team, senior class president, homecoming king, and he was the captain of the R.O.T.C. Six foot two inches tall, blonde hair, blue eyes, dimples, perfect white smile, clear complexion, and a body that would make you forget your own name. Jerk. Chris had to be the absolute ugliest piece of shit in the whole school all because of his attitude. His little brother on the other hand, he was truly an angel. Aaron Bradley Scott, one year younger, four inches shorter, not as built but he had definition; the kind that comes naturally to country boys, strawberry blonde hair, green eyes, the same perfect smile and clear complexion of his brother but he had no dimples and a few freckles. Aaron wasn't the captain of anything. I don't think he wanted to be and he certainly didn't want to be in R.O.T.C. Standing at attention in his dark green uniform, no pins, no stripes, nor insignias. He really didn't want to be there. The only reason he was here was because his father insisted, some family tradition. But damn he looked good in that uniform. I didn't look half bad myself; six-foot tall, blonde hair, green eyes, slightly tanned, and an average build, not cut or toned but I didn't have any love handles. I was taking the class because I liked putting on a uniform better than putting on gym shorts and I needed the credit to graduate. After class I headed right for the bathroom at the end of the corridor. I needed a cigarette and knew that this was the one place I wouldn't get caught, except maybe by Major Hamilton, the R.O.T.C. instructor, and he didn't care. I lit up and sat down on the bench style windowsill. About half way through my smoke the door gently opened and in walked Aaron. "Sorry, I didn't know anybody was in here." "No problem, just having a smoke for lunch" I replied, trying to act as though I wasn't excited to see him. He asked if I had an extra as the door shut behind him. That first drag he made off that cigarette was the sexiest I've ever seen anyone look with a cancer stick to their lips. His eyes closed, his lips tightened around the filter and he pulled in the smoke. An expression of total relief crossed his face as he released the breath. Throwing his backpack to the floor he thanked me. He pulled the tie from his neck and proceeded to strip out of his uniform. I tried not to watch. I tried to look at the wall and smoke my cigarette. It didn't work. My eyes kept finding their way back to him. His smooth white chest was without flaw, only two dime sized nipples. He turned away from me and bent down to his bag, pulling out a pair a jeans. His military slacks fell to the floor exposing his smooth bare ass. He did have those dimples. Up came the jeans. He pulled a white T-shirt over his head. As he stretched one arm into its sleeve he looked up into the mirror and caught me watching. When our eyes met in the reflection he quickly looked away and pulled his shirt the rest of the way on. After he finished dressing, Aaron thanked me again for the smoke. This time however a kind of nervousness, ever so slight, shook his voice. "Anytime." I answered. I tossed my cigarette into the toilet and Aaron did the same. As I started to get up to go to lunch, Aaron stepped over to the urinal. I heard his pants unzip and expected the sound of streaming piss against porcelain to be next but there was nothing. I looked over at him and he was just standing there. His pants were obviously open form the way they hung off his butt. I stepped up to the urinal right next to him and undid my pants. My dick in hand, I looked over. A neatly trimmed strawberry bush over a circumcised, five-inch, beautiful hanging cock. I raised my eyes up expecting to meet his but he stared at the wall in front of him. Sweat began to bead on his forehead and his body began to gently shake. I knew I would have to move things along, so I slowly started to pump my dick. "You've got a really nice cock." I told him in almost a whisper. His shaking seemed to settle when I broke the silence. He turned his head and returned my gaze. His eyes lowered and widened as they came to my stiffening cock. Now standing before me, his rock hard penis in hand. I stepped towards him and took him in my hand and began messaging his boner. He closed his eyes and I leaned in and kissed his soft trembling lips. His knees weakened and he melted into my embrace. I pushed him back against the wall and slid down his body. The smell of his sweaty crotch intoxicated me. Immediately I took his 7-inch purple headed engorged cock into my mouth and began slowly sucking the juices from him. His balls tightened in my grip. I ran my hand up across his developing abs and felt his chest heaving with each quick breath. As I took his hand and placed it on the back of my head he gripped me with both hands. I relaxed as his hips pumped his thick cock deep into my throat. I felt his heart racing in my mouth. I knew he was getting close. I pulled back releasing his wet dick from my lips. Aaron looked down at me as to ask what was wrong. I smiled and turned him around. Pressing his chest firmly to the wall I buried my face between his sweet round cheeks. When my tongue hit his soft hole he moaned with pleasure. The sounds of his pleasure echoed in the small restroom. He quickly corrected his volume to low whispers of yes and oh. I continued my exploration of his tight pink sphincter. Pushing my tongue inside as he reared back on my face. I French kissed his warm ass as I spread his cheeks apart. Sucking on his puckering hole, loosening his hot hole. During the intense rimming I was giving Aaron I had taken a two year old lubricated Trojan from my wallet and rolled it down my 8 swollen inches. I stood up and placed the head of my circumcised cock up to his spit soaked fuck hole. With one hand one his shoulder and the other on his waist I push my way slowly inside of him. Amazingly as much as he wanted to scream he held it in by biting his lower lip. As I started pumping his tight hot ass he opened his mouth and moaned quietly. Blood ran from his lip. I kissed his inviting mouth sucking his tongue from it and into mine. He began matching my thrusts with his own. I wrapped my hand around his bouncing cock. With each quickening pelvic thrust my cock throbbed in side of him and his in my hand. "AWWWWW!!!!!" he yelled with ecstasy as burst after burst of hot thick cum spat from his dick splashed on the wall. His ass tightened its grip with each of his six blasts. My own cock swelled and pulsed breaking free of its latex confinement. I couldn't stop I was too close. "Ohhhh!" my nuts emptied their heavy load deep in his rectum. I filled him with my seed. Cum leaked from around my cock, down his legs and dripping from his reddened cheeks onto the tiled floor. After my dick finished pulsing itself empty I began to slide out of his body. "No. Leave it in. Please." I pushed my way back inside him until our bodies were fully touching. We kissed. If you have comments on this story please email Kuntryguy25@yahoo.com include the name of the story in the subject line.