Date: Sat, 10 May 2014 02:15:59 +0000 (UTC)
From: fiveholepunch@comcast.net
Subject: Seventh Grade Lavatory  Part Three

Seventh Grad Lavatory Part Three


When we last saw Andrew he had just made the acquaintance of an
eighth-grade boy, Luiz. Quite an intimate acquaintance, actually. Andrew
had just given his first blow job; he didn't know that because he didn't
know what "blow job" meant. The boy had also had his first taste of
sperm. He liked it.

Andrew and Luiz met at their next study hall and Luiz explained to Andrew
all the lurid details of a boy's adolescence. Andrew didn't understand
everything, but he listened with rapt fascination as Luiz graphically
described the essence of maleness. Andrew found himself excited; excited by
the details of sex and excited by the interest shown by the older boy. The
quite natural consequence of this excitement was Andrew being erect in his
pants during his study hall enlightenment. He reached down to adjust his
stiff penis many times. Andrew was puzzled because his penis hurt in its
stiffness, but it also felt good to touch it. Andrew liked Luiz and he
liked touching his penis.

Luiz, too, liked talking to the seventh grader. Luiz liked talking about
"dirty" things. It excited him. It excited him to tell these "dirty" things
to an innocent boy like Andrew. It particularly excited Luiz that Andrew
needed to adjust himself under the table. Luiz was hard in his jeans
knowing this. He had to adjust his throbbing cock several times, as well.

Luiz suggested that they not sneak around inside the school after hours as
they were bound to be caught and there would be big trouble for both of
them.  Andrew agreed, even though he liked the excitement of doing
forbidden and secret things that his parents would not approve of.  Luiz
offered another suggestion to the younger boy that more than made up for
the forbidden thrills of sneaking around the deserted school.  It involved
meeting behind the school.

Luiz knew that Andrew's mom didn't pick him up after study hall for twenty
minutes or more.  Luiz offered to teach Andrew more exciting "guy stuff"
that they could do together.  Andrew knew he wasn't supposed to associate
with "rough boys" and, to be truthful, he was still a little scared of
Luiz, but he really wanted to learn new things from the older boy and he
really wanted to see and touch Luiz's big penis again.  Andrew agreed to
Luiz's plan.  They would do their study hall work first and then Luiz would
tell Andrew something new about sex.  This would get both boys excited and
hard.  Then, as soon as study hall let out, both boys would rush around to
the back of the school where, behind tall bushes near the loading dock for
the cafeteria, the boys would hide for "the lesson."

What did Andrew learn?  He learned to how to masturbate himself using
different techniques Luiz taught him.  He learned about masturbating
another boy.  He learned about pubic hair.  He learned about foreskins.
This was a favorite for Andrew.  He liked Luiz's hood and how it felt
sliding over the older boy's fat glans.  Andrew saw smegma for the first
time, Luiz called it "cheese."  Andrew didn't tell Luiz, but he liked the
smell of the older boy, especially his privates.  Andrew also liked to
taste Luiz and his sperm; yes the lessons on giving head continued to the
delight of both.

Over the next month and a half Andrew "learned" his lessons twice a week
from Luiz behind the bushes. Now, a few times it wasn't possible to sneak
into the bower. There were others around that would have observed the boys
trying to head into an area that was basically off limits to students and,
frustratingly, Luiz and Andrew would have to postpone their liaison until
the next time.

Now, while it was less risky sneaking around behind the school than
sneaking around inside, that didn't mean that there wasn't a risk of being
caught.  Luiz and Andrew were cautious, but the impetus of a teenage boy's
erection pressing urgently in his pants meant that observations of the
immediate surroundings were made in haste and not always as completely as
the risk of being caught warranted.  Luiz and Andrew were discovered, but
not by a teacher or a security guard.  They were caught by two of Luiz's
basketball buddies.

Rico and Carlos were eighth graders.  They shared a few classes with Luiz,
including gym and they often played basketball with Luiz after school.
Rico looked the oldest, was naturally mean-spirited, and most importantly
for our story, had probably the biggest cock in eighth grade. Carlos was
also a mature, but lean, thirteen year old.  He wasn't naturally mean, but
he wasn't too smart and generally went along with whatever Rico said or
did.  They were most definitely the epitome of "rough boys" that Andrew had
been warned to stay away from.  Luiz, while seen as a "rough boy" by most
and not reticent in asserting himself with most in the eighth grade, was
definitely secretly intimidated by Rico.

That did not mean that Luiz wasn't a comrade of Rico and Carlos.  They
shared the bond of being one of those at the top of the heap in the
fleeting middle school hierarchy of male power.  They had shared another
bond of teenage maleness – mutual masturbation.  A few times, after
basketball, in the declining light of late afternoon, they had boldly
jacked off behind a low stone wall that lay near the courts; on a couple of
other occasions, in the woods near the path that led to their respective
apartment developments.  They never touched one another, that was "fag
stuff," but they most definitely enjoyed unzipping and revealing their
cocks to one another, displaying their rampant shafts, and spurting their
spunk to impress each other and themselves with their studliness.

Rico and Carlos had been playing basketball and were just hanging out
before heading home when they went to take a leak on the backside of the
building.  If not for that, they would not have seen Luiz and a seventh
grader step into the bushes near the back entrance to the cafeteria. They
decided to investigate.

Luiz and Andrew hadn't started in on their planned activity, but were in a
definite state of readiness, when they heard the approach of someone on the
other side of the bushes.  Within a few seconds Rico and Carlos had stepped
into the foliage covered space next to the building and confronted Luiz and
Andrew.  The purpose of Luiz and Andrew being in the bushes was easily
understood by all; with a dawning delight to the discoverers, embarrassment
to Luiz, and dread and an immediate sense of fear to Andrew.

"Who's this Luiz, your boyfriend?" Rico asked sarcastically.

"It must be cuz Luiz has got a hard on," Carlos teased.

"Fuck you, Carlos," Luiz retorted defensively, asserting his hierarchical
prerogative.

Rico moved closer to Luiz and Andrew tried to shrink behind his study hall
pal.

"Well, Luiz, it does look kind of suspicious you sneaking into the bushes
with your little friend here," Rico observed with a sardonic smile.  "What
exactly are you two doing?"

Luiz was trapped.  Everyone knew it, even Andrew.  Luiz knew he had to save
face.

Luiz turned slightly and put his hand on Andrew's neck and pulled him a
step forward.

"Well, Rico, my friend here was just going to suck my cock - until you
interrupted."

It was a bold gambit. Carlos laughed. Andrew said nothing. Because it was
true, he had no reaction of betrayal; he was merely dazed that it had been
stated openly.  Rico was momentarily taken aback, but recovered quickly.

"Oh ... Okay, Luiz," Rico said measuredly, calling out what he half thought
was a bluff on Luiz's part, "Don't let us interfere with your fun.  Carlos
and me wouldn't mind watching your little amigo at work, would we Carlos?"

"Yeah, I want to see that," Carlos agreed with an exaggerated
lasciviousness.

Luiz didn't hesitate; he knew his standing as an eighth grade tough guy was
at stake.  He turned the blonde seventh grader around to face him.

"Get down on your knees."

Andrew did as he was told, as he had done before.

"Ohh ... Shit!" Carlos exclaimed with surprised delight.

Andrew waited patiently as Luiz undid his belt, unsnapped, and unzipped.
Luiz yanked, his denim fly spread, and his underwear came down below his
balls in one or two vigorous tugs.  Out sprung Luiz's half-hard shaft, the
beige tip of his glans peeked unevenly from the dark rim of his foreskin.

Rico and Carlos positioned themselves to watch.  They were both excited by
the sight of the pretty young boy on his knees and, though they weren't
ready to admit it, even to themselves, by seeing their friend's cock on
erotic display. Luiz was conscious of his taking advantage of his young
friend and he did feel bad about it, but he knew he had no choice; he had
to go through with it.

"Suck it," Luiz ordered calmly.

Andrew was conscious of the other boys watching, but he didn't look at
them, he just took Luiz's cock in hand, leaned forward and put the familiar
shaft in his mouth.

"Oh, yeah, Luiz!"

It was probably Carlos who said it, but both Rico and Carlos were of the
same enthusiastic mind seeing the seventh grader taking their friend's
cock.  And, as you may expect, both began to erect in their pants.  They
freely adjusted themselves as they hardened.

Luiz's concern with proving himself to his comrades dissipated quickly as
his attention was drawn to the sight and sensations of Andrew working up
and down on his boner.  When, after a bit, Andrew pulled back and worked
the now unrobed head of his stiff rod, Luiz knew he would be shooting
shortly.  He did look over to see the reaction of his basketball pals; they
leered and smiled with approval.  Luiz felt good, he didn't want his
friends to think he was some sort of fag, having a seventh grader like
Andrew for a friend.

It was not much more than a minute before Luiz made the declaration.

"I'm going to come."

Luiz was making the statement in the abstract, but each of the other three
boys heard it in their own way.  Andrew, having heard this before, knew he
was to prepare himself to swallow Luiz's load.  Andrew liked the feel of
Luiz spurting in his mouth and he liked the challenge of not letting any of
the tasty sperm spill out, although sometimes it wasn't possible; sometimes
there was too much to handle at once or Luiz would pump too forcefully.

Rico and Carlos heard the declaration as the climatic assertion of the
domination of their older friend over the younger boy.  Hearing his buddy's
words, Rico's prostate inadvertently twinged, sending a small squirt of
precum into his underwear.  Rico was charged with lust, he was going to
have Andrew next, no matter what.

"Yeah, jizz in his mouth!"

"Make him swallow it!"

Again, it was uncertain which of Luiz's buddies called out (in a rather
loud whisper by the way; the boys knew they were still near the school),
but it was a shared sentiment none the less.

Luiz needed no urging. He grabbed Andrew's neck and held the twelve year
olds head steady, feeling the point of no return.

"Uh ... Uhh ... Uhnngh!"

Luiz froze in place, grimacing, hips thrust forward as his seed poured into
young boy's mouth.  Andrew took each strong spurt, swallowing rapidly. He
almost lost some at first, but was able to catch up without spilling a
drop. It was a few moments before Luiz opened his eyes and came back from
his orgasmic trip.  He heard the affirmations of his basketball buddies.

"Fuck, yeah!"

"Made him swallow it all!"

Luiz's spasms had slowed and he pulled his rod from Andrew's open lips.

As he stepped back he heard Rico declare, "Okay, it's my turn now!"

The older boy immediately stepped between Luiz and Andrew.  Luiz wanted to
say something to protect the younger boy, knowing Andrew's inexperience,
but he knew he couldn't challenge Rico.  Luiz knew that Andrew wasn't
prepared for the size of Rico's cock.  It was big, bigger than Luiz's dad's
which he had seen a few times in the bathroom when his dad was toweling off
after he had finished his shower.  Luiz held his tongue and quietly put his
softening cock away and zipped himself up.

Andrew tried to look to Luiz, but he was blocked by Rico's thighs.  Andrew
looked up at Rico and saw two things as the older boy tore at his jeans: a
smirk of rapacious dominance and a concupiscence befitting a satyr.  Andrew
was scared.  He wanted to get away from these two older boys.  They weren't
nice like Luiz was.

Too late.

It was at that moment that Rico's cock sprang forth.  Andrew's eyes went
wide at the sight, his jaw dropped.  The older boy's member bobbed and
swung about, thick and swollen.  The caramel foreskin, unevenly and
partially retracted from the purple tip, obscenely revealed the wet and
bulbous head.  It glistened with smeared precum that had leaked while Rico
watched Andrew service Luiz.  Andrew was mesmerized, never imagining in his
innocence a massive organ like the one before his eyes.

Rico laughed at the younger boy's amazed expression as he pulled his
underwear down.  Since he was in grade school and he figured out he was
bigger than most boys, Rico always liked to let other kids see his cock, it
made him feel good to be admired and envied.  Rico tugged his scrotum free
and hung it over the elastic of his shorts.  Andrew stared at the dark
curls covering the suspended, wrinkled sack.

The sight of Rico's endowments astounded Andrew; they were nearly
incomprehensible to the boy who had never had sexual thoughts until two
months ago.  But, Andrew's befuddled state of mind wasn't solely the result
of the engorged flesh a foot from his face.  Andrew swooned, light headed
at the smell wafting across from Rico's crotch.  It was not unfamiliar to
Andrew, he had loved the smell of Luiz as he sucked him over the last few
weeks.  But, Rico's scent was stronger.  Andrew gave a little moan,
inadvertent and audible only to himself, at such primal olfactory pleasure.

"Chupala puta."

Andrew didn't know one word of Spanish, but there was no mistaking the look
Rico gave as he tilted his cock downward.  The seventh grader took the
proffered organ in his delicate fingers; Andrew sensed an animal heat that
sent a thrill shooting up from his hand.  He gazed at the moist, circled
"eye" and opened his mouth to take the second of the countless cocks that
would cross his lips in the future.

Rico's foreskin unrolled as his thick rod entered the kneeling boy's mouth.
Andrew felt a gumminess smear across his upper lip as the bared corona of
Rico's glans slid in, forcing the young boy's jaw wider.  Andrew had a
mouthful.  He could taste the older boy's smegma.

Rico was rough with Andrew.  He forced the head to the back of the seventh
grader's throat.  Andrew gagged. Rico laughed.

"Your "pito's" too "grande" for him, Rico," Carlos declared in salacious
solidarity with his leader, "better go easy."

Rico laughed again and addressed the head of blonde hair at his crotch,
"You suck it good and I won't push it down too much."

Andrew did "suck it good."  He wanted to suck it good.  He bobbed.  He
tried his best to tongue the underside of the swollen shaft without gagging
due to Rico's sheer size.  He was driven on by the smell of the older boy.
Whether it arose from the bulging scrotum inches from his chin or the pouch
of dirty cotton below, Andrew was intoxicated by the immediacy of Rico's
male scent.  Andrew's penis grew painfully hard.

Rico, for all his bravado, wasn't able to hold off the inevitable for very
long.  Although Rico had made a boy or two put his dick in their mouth in
grade school out of utter alpha male dominance, he had never really had his
cock sucked.  Andrew had sucked Luiz enough to know what to do and Rico was
overwhelmed by the sensations of his first real blow job.

"Uhhn ... I think I'm going to bust my nut," Rico stated with a bovine
literalness.

Rico half closed his eyes as he felt his balls tighten.

"Uh ..."

Too late Rico tried to grab a firm hold on Andrew's head as he hit the
point-of-no-return.  He managed a tenuous hold on a few locks of Andrew's
hair as he stiffened and shot.

"Uhh – Nnngh!"

A large spurt of creamy liquid erupted in Andrew's mouth.

"Nngghh ... Nngghh ... Nngghh!"

The older boy looked down to watch his cock pump jizz into the younger
boy's mouth again and again and again.  Andrew tried to take all of Rico's
jizz, but with such a mouthful of cock there wasn't the room.  Sperm and
saliva pushed from the side of the twelve year olds mouth.  This sight made
Rico shoot more.

"Nnhh ... Nnhh ..."

It was a moment or two before Rico gave a satisfied sigh and stepped back,
pulling his spent cock from Andrew's lips.  Rico reached down and shook his
distended member, half in pleasure and half to shake off a few drips of
intermingled saliva and semen. Rico's penis, although still fattened,
drooped downward, the glans half-hooded already. A single clumpy drop of
semen clung, suspended in the wet curls matted on his balls. The
satisfaction of making the seventh grader suck him made him lose his
erection more quickly than usual. Rico let himself hang.

Andrew caught his breath and wiped his saliva and some of Rico's sperm off
his chin and mouth with the back of his hand. His jaw ached dully and his
tongue felt tired; he had never sucked anyone besides Luiz, let alone two
boys, one after the other. Andrew looked upon Rico's member, sated at some
sort of base, barely conscious level, knowing he had taken the older boy's
thickness, if only halfway down.  Andrew didn't have time to think of
Rico's maleness for very long. He could see Carlos jacking his fat, uncut
rod just off to his right. Carlos' cock looked even thicker than Rico's.

"My turn," Carlos declared with unrestrained glee.

He stepped in front Andrew. Andrew looked up. He could see the fiery
excitement in Carlos' eyes and he could also see from his low vantage point
Carlos' nipples standing dark and erect under his dingy white t-shirt on
the older boy's muscular pecs. Carlos was lustfully direct and to the
point.

"Suck my meat. Suck it good."

Andrew took the turgid trunk of a shaft in his fingers. The perfectly
formed lavender glans glistened, its corona encircled by Carlos' retracted
foreskin.  Andrew, at the germinal origin of his status as a cock
aficionado, observed that the curved circumference of Carlos' cock head had
a substantial flare making it quite an imposing oral proposition.  This,
incongruously enough, rather reminded the twelve year old of the head of
his favorite dinosaur when he was in third grade – the Triceratops.  It
was a passing thought.  Andrew made a large O with his mouth and took his
third cock in ten minutes.

The taste of Carlos was teenage salty, not as strongly gamy as Rico, but
Andrew's problem with the sheer diameter of the eighth graders glans
precluded too fine a comparison.  Carlos' fat knob filled Andrew's mouth
completely; his swollen shaft stretched the young boy's jaw as far as
Andrew could open his mouth.  When Carlos tried to push farther there was
no room left.  Andrew choked as his head was pushed back.

There was an awkward moment as Andrew almost tipped over backward, catching
himself by putting his left hand down on the ground.  Unfortunately,
Carlos' member rather roughly popped free.

"Hey!  Watch it, maricon.  You scrape me with your teeth again and I'm
going to punch you in the face."

Andrew nodded, afraid of the teenager above him.  Carlos grabbed the
fearful seventh grader by his shirt and pulled him roughly back to his
engorged member.  The large knob went back in the blonde boy's mouth.
Carlos thrust himself in and out; only an inch or two and only a few times,
but it was still too much for the slightly built boy kneeling in the dirt.
Andrew choked and his blue eyes teared up.

"Don't you stop," Carlos threatened, "You keep sucking."

Andrew didn't stop, but Carlos did halt pushing his rod in and out.

Luiz wanted to tell Carlos to not be so rough.  He knew Andrew was not from
the same background as his basketball pals and he knew, too, of the boy's
innocence.  But, Luiz didn't object for two reasons.  One, Rico laughed
sadistically at seeing Andrew "pay" for letting Carlos' cock slip from his
mouth and Luiz thought it best not to cross Rico out of consideration for
his standing in the gang.  The second reason was one that Luiz felt guilty
about - he liked making the blonde twelve year do his bidding and it turned
him on to see Andrew forced to take his eighth grade buddies' stiffened
cocks.

Carlos, despite his blustering machismo, succumbed to the very same sexual
inexperience that Rico did; he found Andrew's hot, wet mouth and the boy's
darting tongue too much.  Carlos, eyes half-closed in ecstasy, couldn't
help moving his hips back and forth in his growing lust.  He tried not to
push forward, moving his weight slightly from one leg to the other, but it
did no good; nature took over and he began thrusting his pelvis as his
orgasm neared.

Andrew, too, was becoming frenzied in his desire to suck, trying
desperately to follow the movements of Carlos' rod as it jerked erratically
from the eighth graders' grinding and thrusting hips.  Andrew feared
letting the older boy's erection jerk free, but Carlos' inexperience meant
that both boy's lost the rhythm.

Carlos, feeling the impending point of no return, had to do something.  He
opened his eyes, grabbed the hair on top of his Andrew's head with his left
hand and held the youngster's head in place.  Knees locked, he reached down
to the exposed portion of his turgid shaft with his right hand and started
pumping it, making sure to lodge his glans in the open O of Andrews's lips.

"Maldicion! Me vengo.  Uh ... Uhh ... Uhhnnggh!"

Luiz and Rico looked on, transfixed by the timeless tableau of male
dominance.  They unconsciously handled themselves; feeling their spent, but
still distended, cocks spasm sympathetically in their underwear as they
watched.  Carlos grimaced, looking pained as he shot his load.

"Ai! ... Ahh! ... Ahhhh ..."

After the initial forceful spurt, Carlos' sperm rolled out thick and gloppy
onto Andrew's tongue.  Andrew took the load, holding as much as he could in
his mouth and half-swallowing the rest.  Andrew was overwhelmed with
unspeakable pleasure, having the thick helmet of the older boy with its
strong adolescent taste forcing the salty sperm under his tongue and into
his puffed cheeks.

There was a stillness in the overgrown bushes clustered next to the
nondescript bricks of the public school; the only sound, a breath of breeze
rustling the branches.

Carlos, satisfyingly spent, released his grip on the crouching seventh
grader.  A moment longer Andrew held the intruding maleness, lips tight to
the spongy shaft, before Carlos pulled back, withdrawing slowly.  Andrew's
lingering lips inadvertently rolled Carlos' foreskin over the large ovoid
head squeezing out a final glob of boy spunk as the eighth grader pulled
away.  Carlos grunted with pleasure.

"That was good," Carlos said, drawing out the vowel of the last word in a
simplistic statement of satisfaction.

"Yeah, he's a good cocksucker," Rico concurred, "Leave it to Luiz to find
the maricon."

At the mention of his name Luiz tore his gaze away from his young
protégé who was wiping his face in the aftermath of giving Carlos his
first blow job.  Truth be told, Luiz was really watching Carlos'
impressively thick cock as he drew back from the kneeling blonde and was
worried that he might've been seen looking; he didn't want anyone thinking
he was a queer.

Carlos put away his messy, still half-hard member with difficulty, wiping
his fingers, sticky with his sperm and Andrew's spit, on his pants as he
zipped up.  He looked down on Andrew with approval; Carlos liked the boy
for sucking him obviously, but he also found Andrew's appearance pleasing.
He wouldn't admit it to anyone, but he thought the blue-eyed seventh grader
was cute and he liked him for that.  Rico broke the spell.

"C'mon let's get outta here," Rico said moving towards the space between
the bushes and the brick wall of the school.  Then, over his shoulder,
looking towards Luiz, he added sarcastically, "Unless you want to spend
more time with your boyfriend."

Rico snorted, Carlos snickered; Luiz didn't dare respond lest he appear to
care.  He walked out of the bushes with the other two boys leaving Andrew
with a pointedly dismissive, "Later."

Andrew knew he did that so he wouldn't lose face with his eighth grade
friends, but it hurt the twelve year old.  Andrew felt like crying a little
at being used and then abandoned by Luiz.  He thought Luiz liked him, and
he probably did, but middle school social standing trumped any
consideration for a "fag" seventh grader.

Andrew wiped his few tears on his sleeve, dusted the dirt from his knees,
and grabbed his back pack.  As he went around the corner of the building
his heart sank - he saw that his mother had already been waiting for a
while and she looked angry.

When Andrew opened the door he got the third degree.  "Where were you?"  "I
have been waiting here for ten minutes."  "Don't you know you're supposed
to be waiting for me right here?"

It quickly became much worse.

"Who were those boys that I saw come around the corner?"  "Do you know
them?"  "I don't want you hanging around with boys like that."  "What were
you doing back behind the building?"

Andrew denied knowing anything, lying to his mother, but this is the point
at which Andrew's mother began to get an inkling that her good little boy
might be a sinner of the most horrible sort.  Later, after mother had a
private discussion with father that evening after dinner, it was decided to
put their boy on a very short leash.  Andrew wasn't allowed to leave the
office after his special tutoring class and the boy ended up at church
twice a week for moral reinforcement.

As for Luiz, Andrew told him in study hall that his mom was making him stay
in the office after school and he wasn't allowed to go anywhere at all
until his mom picked him up. Luiz seemed sorry about what had happened and
that Andrew had gotten in trouble.

Since the seventh grade and the eighth grade had different schedules,
Andrew really didn't see Luiz or the other two boys in school except in
passing here and there.  The few times Andrew did see them, Rico and Carlos
leered; the seventh grader ducked his head in embarrassment hoping no one
else noticed.  They had probably had told a few others about Andrew being a
"fag" so he did notice some other boys from the eighth grade giving him
dirty looks.

I think we should end our study of Andrew at this point.  It probably isn't
surprising that, now enamored with the male organ and the smell and taste
of an older boy; Andrew became quite an accomplished cocksucker in the
years that followed his epiphany in the seventh grade lavatory.


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