Date: Sun, 08 Jun 2003 18:54:45 +0000
From: David White <davidgaywhite@hotmail.com>
Subject: High School Fuck Club Chapter 2

Ok, I'd like to be able to tell you that everything ended
up okay. But it didn't. Mine and Nicks parents were
called in to see the head teacher and it was decided that
we had to leave the school - not quite expelled, more
like advised to leave. So Nick was moved to another
school locally, and we moved to another part of the
country entirely. I haven't even seen Nick since.
The rest of this story thread will therefore be how I
often fantasize about things happening after that fateful
day. I must urge that, unlike the first chapter, none of
the following events actually took place. Once again, all
of the names of the people involved have been changed.

Two weeks had passed since `it' happened. I had been in
detention every day for the last two weeks - so had Nick,
but in a different room for obvious reasons. My head was
still sore from when I fell to the floor. I had needed
six stitches and had just had them removed the day
before. Mr Evans was the only one who had seen what we
were doing - the others had still been outside cleaning
the mud off their boots. The official story was that me
and Nick had been fighting in the changing rooms. Quite a
few people were suspicious, seeing as Nick didn't have
any bruises and he would have killed me if we had been
fighting. But Mr Evans had kept quiet, even to our
parents. He might have told the head teacher, I'm not
sure.
To be honest, I can't remember much of what happened
immediately after he found us. What with the concussion
and the shock of being caught, it all seemed like a blur.
If only the same could be said about detention.
Each day after school, I sat in room 5 writing lines: "I
must not fight with people, either in school or outside".
I must have written that line about 2000 times during
them two weeks, and there were another two weeks to go.
Luckily, I was about to get a distraction. His name was
Craig. He was about 6 feet tall, athletic build, one of
the cutest looking guys at school. And he had been put in
detention for not completing his coursework on time - he
had one week of detentions to finish it. Craig was put in
my room, and he sat in the chair right in front of me.
There was a teacher in the room most of the time, but
that didn't stop me from staring at Craig every chance I
got.
On the Thursday of my third week in detention, all the
teachers had to meet in the staff room for a meeting. I
knew the meeting normally lasted about an hour, most of
the detention period. So, for that afternoon, I would be
alone with Craig.
For the first ten minutes we sat in silence, him working
on his coursework, me on my lines. Then, I decided to
break the silence.
"So, how's the coursework going?" I asked, getting up
from my chair and leaning against the table next to
Craig's.
"Not bad" he replied. "What about your lines?"
"As good as lines can get, I suppose."
There was a few moments silence as we both tried to think
of something to talk about. I was just about to ask him
if he'd watched the football game the night before when
he stood up.
"I'm just off to the toilet" he said, and walked off to
the room. I sat back down, disappointed, and carried on
with the lines.
About fifteen minutes passed and Craig hadn't returned. I
though he must have done a runner, or maybe sneaked out
for a smoke. I needed a piss, so I decided I'd head to
the toilets.
As I walked down the corridor, I passed room 14 where
Nick was doing his detention. He looked miserable, and
seemed to be taking everything a lot worse than me,
probably because he could remember what happened while I
was unconscious on the floor.
I carried on down the corridor towards the toilets. As I
walked in, I heard a really quiet moan from one of the
cubicles. The door was shut, but as I bent down I could
see someone's feet inside - and they were bare. Why would
anyone take off their shoes and socks in the toilet?
Quietly, I went into the next cubicle and slowly climbed
onto the toilet. Gently, I stood up so that I could see
over the divider into the next cubicle. Craig was sitting
on the toilet, completely naked, his clothes in a pile on
the cistern behind him. In his left hand he was holding a
porn magazine and with his right hand he was jerking his
cock. It looked about 7 inches long and really thick. It
was surrounded by a thick bush of pubes, and he had a
treasure trail which ran up to his belly button. I'd
never seen him naked before because he was in a different
PE group to me, but I definitely wasn't disappointed. He
really seemed to be enjoying himself, and so was I. He
flicked the page of his porno mag, and for the first
time, it struck me that all the people in it were guys. I
couldn't believe my luck, that I had found another gay
guy. I thought about just saying something like `Nice
cock mate!' or something similar, but decide to be more
playful. Quickly, I reached down and grabbed his clothes
and pulled them over into my cubicle. He saw me as I
reached down, but he had his hands full and wasn't quick
enough to stop me.
"Hey!" he shouted, but I had already gone out of the
cubicle and thrown his clothes to the furthest corner of
the toilets.
"You gotta come out of there to get your stuff!" I
shouted back. I didn't think he'd go for it but, sure
enough, I heard the latch sliding back. The door opened
and Craig walked out. He looked amazing. His stiff cock
stood out from his bushy pubes. Beads of sweat had formed
on his hairy chest.
"You gonna give me the stuff then?" he asked.
"Not unless you do something for me" I said playfully,
walking towards him.
"What might that be?" he asked, looking me straight in
the eye. In response, I knelt down and started to lick
the tip of his glistening cock. I tasted the salty pre-
cum around his piss slit and I sprung a massive boner.
This was the first time I had tasted cock, and it tasted
great. Craig was moaning, so I knew he was enjoying the
blow job, and he was even starting to thrust into my
mouth. I reached round with my right hand and started to
rub along his ass crack. He moaned even louder, and
nodded his head eagerly as I pressed my fingers against
his anus. I pushed them in, gently widening the hole and
making more space for my other fingers. It didn't take me
long to find his prostate. I pushed on it and he almost
shouted out in pleasure. His cum shot into my mouth, the
warm sticky jizz coating my tongue and teeth. I savoured
each and every drop.
"Nice show guys!"
Craig spun around, a trail of cum still connecting my
mouth to his dick. At the door stood Nick, with a visible
boner.
"Mind if I join in?" he asked, as he moved closer to us.
We didn't say a word, we were still shocked at being
discovered.
"Nice chest Craig" he said, eyeing up the hairy stud
standing next to me. "Looks perfect for some watersports"
he said, unzipping his fly.
"Watersports?" Craig asked, not understanding.
"Piss play" I said, realising what Nick wanted to do. I
have to admit, piss play is quite a turn on for me.
"Stu's got it in one. Wanna play Craig?" Nick asked
playfully.
"Err, sure" Craig said. Nick motioned for Craig to kneel
down in front of him. Nick took his cock out from his
trousers and pointed it at Craig's mouth
"Enjoy every drop of this!" he said, and started to piss.
The golden shower sprayed over Craig's face and ran down
his back. Nick aimed his cock further down and started to
piss on Craigs hairy chest. I could see now why Nick had
said Craig had a good chest for piss play. The piss
collected up on Craig's hairy chest and looked fucking
amazing. I was still kneeling where I had sucked Craig
off, and was wanking myself silly in my trousers. As Nick
finished pissing, I came, my jizz filling my boxers and
leaking through onto my trousers.
Nick saw the look of pleasure on my face and the stain
forming on my trousers. "Looks like Stu needs a clean
Craig. You wanna rinse him off?"
"Sure thing" Craig said. They walked towards me and
pushed me onto my back. Nick pulled my trousers and boxer
shorts down to my knees. Craig stood over me and aimed
his cock at mine. He started to piss on my crotch,
rinsing my cum off my pubes.
"It's been fun guys" Nick said as Craig finished. "We'll
have to get together again some time!" And so, the Fuck
Club was started.

By davidgaywhite@hotmail.com