Date: Thu, 6 Aug 2015 10:22:12 +0100 From: Steve Jenkins Subject: School Fantasy Fulfilled This is my first story, so I am sorry if it isn't very good. Any feedback at all would be greatly appreciated, as would ideas for how the story might progress. I hope you enjoy... Another boring day, another boring lesson. As I sat through yet another hour of Mr Chew droning on about Shakespeare, I let my mind wander. Like all 13 year old boys, I begin to think about what I thought about the most, sex. I had liked guys for as long as I could remember, not that anyone knew about it. Whenever I was horny I thought about being pounded from behind by a thick cock, rather than making love to a woman. English lessons were always my favourite, despite the boring teacher and the even more boring work, because I got to sit next to Richard. He was the object of all of my fantasies, the things I had dreamed about doing to him made even me blush in the light of day. He had one of those complexions to die for, olive skin that gave him a constant tan and perfectly complimented his long dark hair, which he kept slicked back across his head. He was a swimmer as well, and when we did sport I got chance to admire his toned body, and in particular his bulge around his groin. Not that I'd have any chance with him though, I mean I wasn't bad looking with my sandy blond hair and blue eyes that I was always complimented on, but I wasn't stunning like he was. Also, he got so much attention from the girls that he couldn't possibly be gay; My mind started to wander as I daydream about him, and I harden instantly, my cock painfully hard against my tight boxers; I start to rub it slowly through my pants, hoping to be inconspicuous. All the while I was imagining my head bobbing up and down on his member as he fucked my warm mouth. I pictured him jerking his cock and erupting his salty load all over my face. Just the thought of it made me moan out load. This attracted Richard's attention and he turned curiously towards me to check if I was ok. He glanced at me, then down at my tenting pants that left nothing to imagination. He started to laugh. "Thinking about anyone special Jay?" he said as he gestured towards my pants. I blushed and silently wished that I would die, "Erm... oh my god........ This is so embarrassing!" "Well, from the way you were staring at me just then, if I didn't know better I would think you were thinking about me." He smiled, and winked at me. "Of course not, I mean I'm not gay... not that I'm saying you're ugly or anything," I spluttered, managing to go even redder than I was before. "Oh well, that is a shame!" Richard smirked again before turning back to the front of the room to concentrate on the lesson. Meanwhile my mind was in overdrive. Firstly, I was so embarrassed that my crush had just caught me thinking dirty things about him. Secondly, he said it was a shame that I `wasn't gay'. Did he mean it or was it just a joke? I stared at him but he gave nothing away, just continued to face towards the front of the classroom. I decided that I must have been over thinking the situation and got my textbook out to take notes. About five minutes later, I felt something brush against my leg. I just carried on writing, too scared to think anything of it and risk acting like an idiot again. Then I felt a hand stroke my leg, it definitely happened this time. My leg burned where Richard's hand was. I looked up at him in surprise, but he just winked at me and put his finger to his lips. I understood and nodded. My dick was rock hard again, even more than before. I just wanted to reach out and grab Richard's hand, but I had to play it cool. As the lesson progressed he worked his hand further and further up my leg, caressing the inside of my thigh. His fingers danced around, giving me electric shocks. Finally he reached my knob, and he began to rub it the same way I had only minutes earlier. I was living out my greatest fantasy and I felt I would blow at any moment. Suddenly, a devilish grin came over his face and he unzipped me before pulling my 5" cock out of my pants. He whistled under his breath, "Impressive!" he said, before giggling. He started to stroke me, and I felt his silky smooth soft skin slide up and down my iron hard shaft and the over the bloated purple glans, marvelling at his talented hands. With his other hand he cupped my low hanging balls, admiring their weight and size, feeling each one fill his palm. "Have you had any practice with this?" I asked him, grinning like a maniac. "No, I was saving myself for you!" he whispered. Those words made me feel so happy. `He is gay and he likes me' I thought, wanting to shout it across the classroom. Oh shit, lost in the moment I forgot I was still in a lesson, but no one had seemed to notice. I'm not sure how, considering the moaning I had been doing. The fact that we could be caught at any moment turned me on even more though, so I let him continue. Just as I was about to cum, the bell rang. Quickly, Richard stuffed my cock back into my pants and packed up his stuff, without a word. He scribbled something onto a piece of paper and pressed it into my hand. I read it and it said, that was amazing. Meet me at lunch in the toilets, third cubicle from the right. The next few hours passed so slowly, with me glancing at the clock every few seconds and counting down the time until I saw him again. In the one lesson I was with him in, drama, he didn't even look at me throughout the whole lesson. As the bell rang for lunch, I sprinted out of the classroom and entered the toilets. Richard was already there and when I saw him his face lit up. He locked the cubicle door and his face lit up."You came!" he said "I was thinking you wouldn't turn up." "Are you kidding? This morning was the best moment of my life. Anyway, I've not cum yet, it's your job to make me. He grinned with that winning smile again, giving me butterflies. "We'll just have to top this morning's experience then, won't we?" He ripped my pants and boxers down in one motion, exposing my cock. I looked down at him breathlessly, completely in his power as he drew me towards him, allowing his tongue to snake out between his lips and tenderly explore my cock head, tasting the tangy saltiness of my precum. He felt my balls tighten in my hand in response to his caresses and he continued to gently bathe my cock head with his tongue before slowly licking down his shaft till he reached the base. He sucked and licked my balls for a few moments before licking back up my shaft to the head and slowly enveloping the swollen glans in his mouth, sucking my cock in earnest, sliding his lips down the shaft and using his tongue to duel with my slab of meat. I watched as his head bobbed on my cock, his movements slow and sensuous, as if the cock was a lover he was passionately making out with. It didn't take long for me to feel an orgasm building. My balls were screaming for release from their built-up pressure. My sperm came out with a rush, me grunting like a wild pig. The ropes went all over his face, and he tried to catch as much as possible. He cleaned me up, taking my sensitive head in his mouth and licking it. "Wow... That. Was. Incredible!" I gasped. "I've fancied you for so long, this was my ultimate fantasy." "Mine too Jay, I guess I'll see you in English tomorrow." He bent over to pick up his bag, giving me a great view of his ass, and then just like that, he was gone.