Date: Sun, 2 Mar 2008 08:15:17 +0000
From: tim tim <noway16@hotmail.com>
Subject: chapter 16 of tim and michel (sequal of highschool humiliation)

Hi there guys, here is another chapter of Tim and Michel. Let me know what
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time and fun reading it all.


Chapter 16


Saturday and Sunday where long days; on Sunday I had calls from Brandon and
Michel. It seems that Brandon had calls from girls all of Saturday and was
quite shocked at what some had asked him that shocked him a little besides
that there were no negative reactions. I didn't get any though, not sure if
they thought that I was gay or if I'm not attractive enough but it was very
quiet. On the Monday at school it changed though as girls and guys came up
to me and talked with me, a few of them I didn't even know.

During lunch we sat together Michel, Brandon and I then someone walked up
to Michel.

"Hey Michel, I see you know he's the one that stirs things up".

"Yea, like I told you on Saturday. Let me introduce you, this is Brandon
and this is Tim".

"Good to see you guys. Michel told you what's going on".

"Yea, he did", we answered.

"Well it'll be good to have those discussions out in the open. Not sure you
like to be the ones to open it up but as far as I can tell it didn't do you
any harm".

"No, it doesn't seem so" Brandon said.

"Ok, maybe we can talk later then Michel, bye Tim, bye Brandon", he said
when he moved on.

 I wasn't sure but I thought he looked at Brandon for a bit longer when he
walked off. Was he playing for our team then I thought?

"Who is he Michel? "

"Oh, that's William he's the one I visited on Saturday. He's also a member
of the student council".

On Wednesday the school newspaper came out with an interview with the coach
and some of the responses of other members of the board. It seems that most
of them supported the coach about getting more discipline and respect but
his choice of actions where by some, less supported but that was more of
public decency then anything else. The pictures that where shown, where
from a distance, you could just make out that there where two guys not
having their shorts on but there was no way you could tell who they were so
that was at least was something good.

On the Friday morning I got ready to go to Michel's after school. Mom told
me to behave and call at least once a day. When we got to Michel's we got
ourselves settled in his bedroom with some drinks and something to nibble
on.

"So want do you want to do this weekend Tim?"

"I don't know Michel, you tell me".

"Well not all the time.  I know you where disappointed two weeks ago and I
want to have some fun this weekend just together, not as master/slave".

"Oh but ...".

"You want to play don't you Tim?"

 I blushed and said softly : "Yea well .. ".

"Ok trust me, we'll play tomorrow then but for tonight and Sunday we'll
just have fun ok. So think about what you want to do on Sunday".

" Ok, I will".

"Come here now".

When I got close to him, he kissed me first on my nose then on my cheeks,
slowly moving towards my lips. When they came entangled in a very
passionate, breath taking sharing of one's mouth, our tongues mixing in a
dance, softly enjoying the silky skin.

I wanted to strip him, to go down on him there, to give him pleasure and
release his seed in the heated passion of the moment.  It had been a long
time since we played like that and although I knew that he was proud of
what I did, I wanted to make sure and show him in our love play. I knew
there was more then just getting off; I wanted him to know all of the
special feelings he could have, all the joys of a slow intimate sexual
blending. I wanted him to experience it all, and I wanted to as well. I
wanted it to last for both of us.

I knelt down before him untying our laces, slipping off our shoes and socks
and discarding them to the side. As I rose up, I pulled my knit shirt over
my head and dropped it behind me. His eyes were watching and he inhaled
deeply as my fingers pulled his white knit shirt from his waistband and
guided it over his head revealing his perfectly tanned chest with its small
erect bud-like pink nipples. I bent forward, my lips and tongue caressing
and gently nibbling each one as his breathing grew heavier. His hands
rested on the crest of my shoulders rubbing them gently then he pulled me
to himself, our mouths seeking each other as we pressed our smooth chests
together, holding our naked backs in each others arms.

We were passing our breath into each others lungs and our rhythmic
breathing was intoxicating. His lips were full, soft and supple and the
flavour of his mouth on my tongue was wonderful. I could feel the pressing
hardness of his fully erect cock as we slowly rubbed back and forth across
each other. I'd been hard since the moment we walked in. I wanted to give
him something else tonight. I slowly knelt before him once again, my
fingers brushing ever so softly across his stomach. I looked up at him and
he smiled gently closing his eyes, his arms hanging tensed at his sides. My
hands travelled up his inner thighs across the bottom of his shorts and
clasped his hips. I pulled him to me and rubbed my nose along the outline
of his rigid shaft and inhaled deeply searching for a hint of his male
scent. His hands clenched. He shuddered as my hands unbuttoned his front
and my fingers slowly drew down his zipper. One smooth tug and his shorts
dropped to the floor. He raised each leg and I cast them aside. Only inches
away now, I could see a small wet patch on his gleaming white Calvin's as
the head of his cock pressed against it, a faint trace of color showing
within it. The rich fluid I craved was now flowing freely from him. My
hands grasped his ass cheeks as I pulled myself upward and I gathered him
again in my arms, pressed my lips to his ear and whispered: you look
wonderful.

He began to mirror my earlier actions, his warm mouth encircling my erect
nipples. I felt a deeply wired connection spreading through my groin as his
tongue danced around them. Kissing my lower stomach he tugged urgently at
the elastic waistband holding up my shorts. Leave my underwear on just now,
I said softly as my shorts slid off and he buried his face against the root
of my throbbing cock. His left hand grasped my balls gently and his right
hand slipped beneath the hem of my briefs and cupped the soft flesh of my
ass as he stood once again. You know I like to walk around in these.

We hugged and held each other tightly for a moment and as if in slow
motion, we tumbled onto the bed, our arms and legs wrapped around each
other, our lips in their own rhythm, our rock, hard cocks against each
other. "You okay, I asked with a slight smile". This was one of the first
times I took control off our lovemaking and I was going for it.

"I want you so much", he answered.

"Lay on your stomach, close your eyes, relax and I'll give you a massage",
I urged.

 He dutifully rolled over and I knelt by his left side as my hands began
rotating in circles over his shoulders and neck, working down to his feet
then ascending to his lower back. Raise up a little I said. I slowly pulled
his briefs down and off, exposing his soft warm firm & rounded ass cheeks,
my eyes drinking in the full length of his nakedness and drawing a deep
breath.

I began fingertip massaging him now, as softly as I could, the fingers of
each hand lightly brushing separate areas of his backside, rotating slowly
but surely, one along his inner thighs upward to the juncture of where I
knew his balls would be resting, the other slowly tracing his lower back
and the smooth, hairless fleshy mounds of his magnificent ass, finally
trailing from the small of his back down the center of his crack, until the
fingers of both hands met, and I slowly spread apart those firm twin globes
revealing his warm hairless brownish pink tight hole.

My mind exploded with desire as he moaned lowly at that very moment, each
round cheek of his firm ass involuntarily clenching, and that beautiful
anal entrance puckering with each spasm, his sphincter muscle
contracting. I moved his legs further apart and settled on my knees between
them. As I looked down now, his tight round scrotum holding its precious
cargo of firm oval seeds nestled invitingly just below me. I wanted him
desperately now and fought off my desire to bury my face in the warm tender
recess of his glorious offerings. I used the very tips of my fingers with
featherlike brushing, tracing the outline of his nutsack, up and around his
delicate hole. He wreathed in ecstasy at each tender movement. I bent
forward slowly drawing my nostrils close to his balls inhaling the rich
musk of his unique scent. Knowing the best was yet to come, I moved to his
side and lay on my stomach next to him drawing his face again to mine, our
tongues probing deeper and more passionately than ever.

"Can I do that to you too", he asked softly?

"I want you to feel as wonderful as you made me feel", he said quietly.

I smiled at him, nodded my head, rolled over and closed my eyes. He moved
slowly to my side, his knees lightly brushing my waist. His hands worked
their magic, his fingers caressing me tenderly, my nerves alive, responding
to his every movement. My throbbing cock oozed more and more fluid into my
briefs. His hands slid slowly under the waistband of my undies and I rose
up allowing him just enough room to slide them off.

"You feel fantastic", he said. "I've loved your body since I first looked
at you".

I sighed heavily as he straddled me and sat down on my upper legs, his
balls resting just below the crest of my ass.

As his fingers trailed along the sides of my waist, my abdominal muscles
twitched involuntarily. He bent forward and I felt the hard naked flesh of
his cock sliding forward and back again nestled between the two of us in
the furrow of my cheeks. He bent forward and began brushing the tips of his
nipples back and forth across my upper back, his arms supporting his weight
as he rocked from side to side. He lay down now and began tonguing and
breathing heavily into my ear, triggering a gut wrenching spasm taking my
breath away.

"Close your eyes and lay on your side facing me", I said rolling onto my
right side closing my own eyes and facing him, my penis brushing against
his sides as he moved to me.

Our bodies absorbed one another our surging groins thrusting together, my
prick enmeshed in his soft nest of hairs, his own rigid cock abrading
against mine. Flesh on flesh, desire unabated, we were surrendering to one
another everything that could be given, caught in a sexual frenzy. As
Michel rolled slowly to his back, I turned my head moving my mouth across
his shoulder and running my tongue into the wet matted recess under his
arm, savoring the salinity of his perspiration. I slid my head downward
below the rise of his chest, slowly circling the perfectly round recess of
his navel, the flesh beneath my tongue twitching and causing Michel to moan
in low gentle whimpers. My face finally coming to rest low on his stomach,
my fingers sliding onto his dense soft pubic mound, my eyes opening to gaze
for the first time upon his magnificent cock, slightly longer, perhaps six
and half inches, much more slender than mine, almost delicate, its
distended, wonderfully mushroomed head was covered with rivulets of flowing
pre-cum running over the wide flaring pink ridge and down the length of his
perfectly straight shank, drawing me to the threshold of emersion.

My tongue brushed the soft pink crown of the glistening head and it jerked
involuntarily. No longer could I hold back. My lips nibbled the tip, my
tongue lathing around and around, tasting and gathering his free-flowing
juices, soft guttural moans emitting from the recess of his throat as his
dick spasms again and again. My left hand gathered and encircled his balls
and I closed my mouth around the head and drew down on the warm spongy
shaft, sucking it hungrily in, burying my nostrils in his voluminous pubic
hairs, inhaling his musk. His young male scent was rich and intoxicating
and it splayed across my senses. Each time I sucked up to the summit of his
pulsating phallus, Michel writhed in ecstasy and more sweet emissions
seeped across the corona onto my tongue fuelling my passion.

I rolled between his legs, my tongue tracing the length of his shaft in a
slow digression, my fingers fondling his erect supple nipples, my mouth
savoring the smooth skin of his hairless ball sack, swilling the periphery
of each oval seed, alternately rolling and sucking each one into my
mouth. My tongue flickered along the side of his balls as I withdrew my
hands and placed them below his knees, raising his legs upward toward his
chest. The warm rich aroma of his man scent filled my nostrils diffusing
across my mind, his body quivered and his breathing became deep and hard as
my fingers spread across his loins and my tongue began it quest towards the
warm moist portal of his ass. My tongue darted around the rim of his crater
with ever deepening sorties until at last, I could delve deep inside him in
primal thrusts, devoid of time and space.

He writhed from side to side in a deep wrenching visceral frenzy as I
savored the pliant recess of his hole. His body convulsed and I knew he was
close, lacking any further restraint, lost in a carnal void I slid over his
leg and lay on his left side. He raised his body as I slipped a pillow
under his ass elevating him slightly. I moistened the middle finger of my
right hand with saliva, slipped my arm under his left leg and slowly slid
the finger into his hole, grasping his balls with the remaining fingers,
massaging them tenderly as I lowered my head again to his cock. I wanted
his rich warm sperm. Don't hold back, cum for me I said as I began running
my tongue all round the turgid head, gathering and savoring the
free-flowing nectar seeping from the slit at the apex of his wonderful
penis. I began rotating my finger deep inside his anal canal, finding and
pressing against the soft nub of his pubescent prostate. He gasped loudly,
his body going stiff as I sucked him in with a long deep thrust, devouring
his meat, feeling its warmth in the depths of my throat, my mouth creating
long coital thrusts, my tongue a Lothario to his young ripe prick.  His
whole body was palpitating from the actions of my mouth and with one final
deep sucking breath, he exploded like the brisance of a cannon. With a
tremendous swelling contraction, his cock expelled the first stream of
seminal cream, filling my mouth with his rich warm essence. I swallowed in
succession each profuse ejection of his wonderful brew. Again and again he
moaned as each orgasmic pulsation within his cock released more and more of
his load. With a final surrendering screaming shudder he expelled the last
of his semen and collapsed on the pillows, his face flushed, his eyes
closed and flickering, still lost in the rapture he was feeling within.

If you've ever gazed on the face of someone emerging from the glow of their
orgasm, lovingly brought forth by someone who wants them to experience it
the way it should be every time, then you know the serene tranquillity of
the expression Michel presented to my eyes as I gathered him in my
arms. For that brief moment in time, the only sound you could hear was the
now shallow and contented breathing of this warm, loving man as he nestled
his nose in the warmth of my neck. If life ended a minute from now, I knew
that we'd go peacefully together and nothing could take that away from us
now. For several minutes I held him tenderly, savoring the residue of his
seed in my mouth. It occurred to me at that moment that his rich young
cream would soon be absorbed by my body, becoming a part of new cells and I
marvelled at the thought I would carry him with me always now, even when we
were apart.

Michel slowly sat up and pulled me to him, kissing me
deeply. "Unbelievable! Never knew you could do that to me Tim. You're
giving me more and more".

" I just wanted to give you some love making pleasure as well".

"Oh, you did, now go on I want to see your cock now, to make love to it, to
taste you too", he said passionately, pushing me onto my back, his hands
grasping my protruding rod, sending shivers through my body.

"You're so thick, so beautiful", he said slowly stroking the length of me
and lowering his face closer and closer.

"I've waited forever for someone -- for you! You're more than I ever
dreamed of, so fantastic, I want you so much", he breathed deeply burying
his face in my crotch.

"You smell so good", he gushed as his lips nibbled and teasingly pulled at
my hairs. His tongue began licking my shaft working its way to the head of
my aching pole, feverishly collecting the milky dew as it effused from the
eye lit. I closed my eyes and felt his hot breath as his mouth closed
warmly around me, halfway down, sucking tightly against my flesh, returning
to the head then plunging down, submerging all of my length, sending spasms
of pleasure into my groin. Over and over he greedily sucked my cock,
passionate moans emitting from his throat as he drove me further and
further to the brink. As if anticipating the nearness of my explosion, he
paused allowing me to subside. Our eyes met as he kissed and licked the tip
of my throbbing dick and he smiled tenderly at me and my attention was
riveted on his own swollen cock, fresh lubricant pouring from the head. He
was hotter than ever and the beauty of this Adonis was overwhelming
me. fueling my desire for him. I rolled forward laying full length atop him
our cocks abrading one another, kissing him with abandon. His arms
enveloped my back, his hands caressing my skin in slow widening circles
until they came to rest on my ass and he tenderly traced the crack, his
fingers probing into the warmth of my hole causing me to groan deeply and
thrust forward against his hot body, my tongue going further into his
sucking mouth.

I knew he needed release again. I could sense it with every nerve I had and
fueled by the need that was welling up within my own body I could no longer
delay the inevitable. I rolled off Michel and reversed our bodies and we
pulled each other tightly forward, our mouths searching and finding each
others cocks taking them in and down until we were joined and
inseparable. With unbridled passion we devoured each other, racing to
extract the juices residing and swelling within. Hands caressed, fingers
slipped inside, probed and extracted wild guttural moans as they pressed
and manipulated the hidden glands. Our mutual need to give and take at this
moment was like none other. We became as one and our surging bodies raced
to extract and explode. With some primordial force driving us on, we
stiffened and shuddered, then shook violently as our cockheads expanded and
the essence of life spewed forward and splashed across our tongues,
spurting over and over as we both greedily consumed what we gave lovingly
to each other, frozen for an electric moment in time and space. The sweet
nectar continued to ooze as we gently suckled our softening cocks. The need
to cradle him in my arms again overpowered my desire to continue to hold
his soft spongy cock in my mouth and I slowly released it and we slid into
each others arms tenderly kissing and holding one another. We had sex
before but this was the first time we made love, showing each other the
love we felt for each other. Enjoying each other bodies and bringing them
to the maximum pleasure that is possible. We held each other in our arms
that night and fell asleep very fast.

After our long love making the night before it was late when we got up, we
had a long shower together. When we got back to the bedroom Michel looked
at me.

"Ok Tim, today as agreed we'd have some more play, probably not as heavy
but some fun for the both of us. To start with I have some instructions for
after this weekend. I don't want you to cum next week at all. I'm planning
some fun for next Saturday or Sunday as well. For today, we'll later go out
I think and I'll make sure there are some clothes down here for you to
wear. For now I want you to wear this white brief, I think you'll like it".

 I got into the white brief. Very low rising ones and my dick started to
appreciate it very fast. Go downstairs and make some breakfast. I'll be
down in a few minutes. I made him breakfast when he came down he had a good
look at me, inspecting every inch of my body. My dick was hard as it could
have been. Then we had breakfast together.

"Ok, we're leaving in about 15 minutes, do the things that need to be
done. Clothes are on the bed".

" What are we going to do?"

"We're going shopping".

When I got to the bedroom I felt my legs where a bit shaky, what kind of
clothes did he choose out for me to wear? I opened the door. On the bed was
a white t-shirt and white tennis shorts. I got the shorts and started to
put them on. When I got them over my knee I knew they where old ones from
Michel as they felt very tight. I just got them on and had a hard time to
zip and button them up. I then put the t-shirt on that was just long enough
to reach a bit over my crotch, not that far but just enough. Damn this was
tight and as I was still hard I was showing off as well.

Ok there we go I thought. I went downstairs, got Michel's approval and we
went out. We shopped for about 45 minutes when Michel walked into a sports
shop.

"Ok, so far we didn't buy or do anything strange but we are going to shop
for real now. I want you to buy two things in here. I want you to buy two
jockstraps a white one and a blue or green one and I want you to buy new
wrestling gear. Only make sure that the gear is about one to two sizes to
small. The jockstraps you buy when you've tried out the wrestling gear. So
let's see if we can find a nice light one".

I knew this was the time I'd get embarrassed. Just buying stuff like that
and I probably was the one that needed to pay for it in the end. We got a
greenish kind of wrestling singlet out, about the size I worn 2 years ago I
thought.

"Ok, you better go and see if this fits", Michel said.

I got into the fitting area and closed the curtain. Michel was waiting just
outside it. I got my shorts off and my t-shirt then I started to put it
on. I was definitely planning on keeping my undies on, that way it would
keep my hard dick a bit secure. When I was finished I opened the curtain a
bit to see where Michel was.

"You want to see it?"

"Yea, open the curtain and show me the front".

I had no time to see if anyone was there. I knew that it was too short as
it was more or less glued to my body. It didn't have very long pipes which
they sometimes had there days. It was a very old fashion singlet without
much of a leg.

"Hmm, yea looks like a good fit doesn't it".

"Not too tight" I said.

"No, it'll be difficult to get a good old of you so it'll make it harder on
your opponents".

"Oh ok",

I was ready to close the curtain when Michel's hand got in. I followed
where it was going and before I could do or say anything he whispered:

"I don't think you'll need this anymore. You seemed to be dressed".

He got the tennis shorts and put it in the bag that he had in his
hand. Damn now what I thought. I looked at him. "You want me to go home
dressed like this?"

"Yea that's the plan, you still got the t-shirt?"

I looked at the t-shirt and realized it might just cover the most important
parts.

"You can always say you come from a wrestling match if someone asks".

I felt myself blushing. I looked at him then slowly started to close the
curtain.

"I'll wait for you outside, don't forget the other items".

Oh no now what? I saw that he had let fallen some money on the ground. I
got that so at least I had a way to pay for this. I had my t-shirt in hand
then thought oh no. What excuse would I use since I still had the singlet
on when I had to pay for it? The only other option was just wearing my
undies and my t-shirt. I hesitated, damn what now?

Ok, I better get going I thought. I tucked my t-shirt over my head and got
my shoes on. I took a deep breath and walked out. I didn't look around. I
wanted to get this over and done with. I felt stupid walking like this. I
got the jockstraps fast. Did check out the size and then went to the check
out. I thought about what I'd say there but it depended a bit about the
response. I walked over and checked out which counter I would do on the
right side was a women of about 40 and on the left a man of around 25. I
went to the guy and put the jockstraps on the table. When he looked up to
me to say the amount I said. "And these please"

I handed him the labels that I in my hands. He looked at them then a bit
over the counter.

"You wearing them?"

"Yea", I thought that's it I'm not going to give anymore reason for it,
let's see what he'll do.

"Ok, you better come around then so I can take the safety tag off".

Oh damn I hadn't though about that. I could feel that my dick got harder
now.

I got around the counter, not looking to see who was behind me.

"You better lift your shirt up a bit, it's just beside the side" I think he
said.

 I had no idea it was there but he held the scanner ready so I guess there
must have been something. I got it up a bit in the hope that was enough.

"A bit higher, I can't see it yet he set".

Now I wasn't sure anymore, what did he mean by it. I pushed it up a bit
more, high enough now for my crotch to be in full sight, which had been
followed by a very hard dick as well.

"Ok, that is done. You better lower your shirt".

I lowered it looked at him with a blush on my face. "A bit tight but you
look good in it" he whispered.

Damn I though is everyone gay down here. I paid and got out of there. I
wasn't sure if I was followed but I felt ridiculous in these clothes.

"Good Tim, very good. You look oh so hot you know. You're just showing
enough under that t-shirt to make sure people know what you're wearing and
how big you're shaped. A shame you decided to keep it on though. I'd hoped
you would've been bold enough to get it off and just do it in your undies
just like Justin did".

"Oh, no I couldn't Justin's t-shirt was longer".

" A bit, but hen you are a slave Tim".

I blushed now again, my dick still very hard. "Ok, let's get out of
here. We can walk home I guess. "

It was a half hour walk, partly through some streets and through a little
park. When we got to the other side to the park about 5 minutes from
Michel's house he stopped.

"Ok, I need a pee and I think you need to go as well".

We got into the toilet that was there.

"You better get into stall Tim, I think you need to get that singlet out to
be able to pee don't you"?

I nodded and got into a stall. I got the singlet off and got my dick out of
my undies to pee. When I was finished I got ready to put the singlet back
on again when I heard Michel whisper: "I think I want that now Tim".

"No", I whispered back.

"Come on Tim just do it. We're just 5 minutes from home. I might even let
you carry the bag".

 I let out a sigh, pushed the singlet under the stall and stood up. I
looked down you could definitely see some white of my undies underneath my
t-shirt. It wasn't covered up completely. But if you did look from above at
least my crotch wasn't showing anymore.

I heard Michel open his stall and I decided to follow. When I opened the
door he was gone though. I walked out fast and saw that he was about 4 or 5
meters from the toilets. A man was just getting close to the area and
looked at me. When he passed he whispered. "Someone got your pants boy you
better can get home fast or do you want someone to help you".

 I blushed and followed Michel fast. When I got close to him, he stopped,
winked and made a hand gesture to go on. I did and could feel Michel's eyes
burn on my bum.

When we got in, he was on top of me straight off. He got my t-shirt off and
was rubbing all over my body. I started to shake. When I though I was about
to cum he stopped, stepped back.

"Damn Tim you look so great in that, help me". He had started to pull off
his clothes. I got on my knees and opened his trousers and pulled them
down. He was very, very hard.

"Suck me Tim, suck me".

 I got his undies off and started to take his dick in my mouth. It didn't
take to long and I was happy that he wasn't forceful on me but within a
minute or so I could feel his muscles stiff up and then his cum hit my
mouth. "Oh wow Tim". I could hardly keep that up.

I smiled, I knew I'd done good that morning, it had been tougher then I
thought. Michel kept surprising me I must say.

"Thank you sir, I think that's a compliment".

"Yea it is slave you did good this morning".

"Ok, I better get cleaned up".

"I want you to stay dressed like that. Go and start on your home work
now. I'll see about dinner when we finished".

 We worked for the next few hours making sure we did all our
homework. Helping each other as we both knew we got better from working
like this. I saw that he took a glimpse of my crotch several times. Most of
the times it made my dick grow hard.

"Ok, I'm going to order some pizza now. You can go upstairs and dressed for
dinner".

 I smiled, that would mean probably that Brandon was coming over I
thought. He wasn't going to fool me with that again. I got upstairs and had
a bit of a giggle as I saw that a red old t-shirt from Michel was on the
bed together with the white jockstrap I bought this afternoon. Oh yea I
looked hot in them, my dick nicely standing out and the t-shirt not even
reaching the waistband of the jockstrap.

When I got downstairs and Michel saw me, he adjusted his crotch. "I was
looking forward in seeing you dressed like this Tim. You're looking very
hot".

I started to set the table. Michel didn't say to put an extra plate out but
I knew it would be Brandon. When the bell rang I was already at the door
before Michel said anything. "Wow you're eager to get there. Not afraid
who's doing the delivery then Tim?"

I started to hesitate now.

"It's not Brandon down there Tim, if you thought that".

"Go on and get the pizza".

I walked to the door a shadow was casted over the door. I could feel my
dick stiffened now. There was nothing to hide and it wasn't Brandon. I felt
my legs starting to shake when I put my hand on the door knob to open it.


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