I must preface this story by saying that it is pure fantasy. As you might know, I don't always write fantasy. Sometimes I write fact disguised as fantasy. It's up to you to tell the difference. I avoid the usual disclaimers because, I figure, why are you here in the first place? Wouldn't you like to be surprised for a change?
What Me and Mozart Have in Common:
by Larkin, .... jet2larkin (at) gmail (.) com
July 2012, copyright
What Me and Mozart have in Common
Part 2, The Library:
I went back to homeroom before lunch so I could get my backpack. I got it and walked down the hall towards the lunch room. I had plenty of time because I had study in the library after lunch. For a moment I was thinking about what happened on the way to school in the back of the bus and then, for some reason, I forgot all about it.
I stood in line and got my regular lunch. I got a sandwich that was sort of like an egg Mac muffin only without any eggs on it, just ham and cheese, an apple sauce, a small bag of cheese doodles and a milk.
It was the second lunch shift and not all that crowed so I found an empty table. I ate my apple sauce first, then my sandwich and then I opened my bag of cheese doodles. I don't know why but I like to line them up on my tray and then eat one at a time. I hold one up in front of me and then crunch, crunch and it's gone. Then I pick up another, careful not to get my fingers all orange.
I looked up and David, the one with the broken front tooth and his friend Tommy are standing there looking at me. They both sit at my table. David didn't say anything at first. He just looked at me. Tommy looked around to see who was sitting at the other tables then he looked at me too. There were acting all serious. I'll be honest, they both made me sort of nervous. David picked up a cheese doodle from the middle on my cheese doodle line up and ate it.
They were both bigger than me, what am I going to say? "Hey, those cheese doodles are mine!"
I pretended that it didn't bother me.
David didn't exactly look at me but he said in a low voice, "Carter, what's your next class?"
I said, "Um,..library study."
When I did, he looked at Tommy and smiled. Tommy took two of my cheese doodles and chomped them at once. I drank some of my milk careful not to spill it down the front of my shirt. Tommy silently watched me. I gathered all my re-claimable on my tray and got up to dispose of them. David and Tommy got up too.
"Hi Miss Cruller."
I thought all three of us walking in to the library together looked suspicious but she didn't seem to notice. I put my backpack down and went towards the isles of books. David and Tommy were right behind me. How could I be so stupid? I knew what was going on but I was pretending it wasn't. I disappeared behind a row of books and so did David and Tommy. David came up to me and he was grabbing his crotch.
Looking right into my face, he whispered to me, "Come on.”
I looked at him and said, "What?"
Tommy was at the end of the isle. He was pretending to be looking at a picture book.
He had really stationed himself as a look out.
David said, "Suck my dick like you did on the bus."
He pulled it out and I looked at it. It was four inches and already very hard. He had his hand on my shoulder and he was pushing down on me.
"Come on, do it."
He pushed harder. "Come on!"
I resisted and then, I just sort of gave in. I got down and he stuck it in my mouth. He started a back and forth motion. I heard him sigh. I had to cross my eyes to see it going in and out of my mouth. Then I looked up at him. He was holding onto my hair with his hands. Tommy made a noise. David quickly stuffed his cock back into his pants and I pretended to be lugging a very heavy book from the bottom shelf.
"What are you three boys doing back here?"
David said, "We're working on a report together.”
Ms. Cruller said, "Well, what's the report on?"
I blurted out, "Fossils!"
She said, "Well at least you're in the right section."
With that, she marched back to her desk. Tommy signaled when it was safe.
I had just had an opportunity to tell the librarian what was happening but I didn't. I could have followed her out of the hands of David and Tommy but I didn't. This time without David saying a word, I got down by myself and pulled David's cock out.
I didn't have to, but I wanted to.
He pulled it out of my mouth and started stroking it hard then stuck it back in. His whole body was shaking and he was gasping.
When David recovered, all three of us went back to the table carrying books to ward off suspicion.
We aimlessly flipped through pages of books until Tommy said to me, "My turn."
I got up and followed Tommy back behind the books. When I got back there, he had it out and was stroking it up and down. His cock was much bigger than David's. He put his hand on top of my head to hold me in place. I watched while he stroked getting it ready.
I liked doing it to Tommy more than David and he had something David didn't have, …Sex juice. A lot of sex juice. I didn't know any better so I spit it out on the floor.
Tommy and I came out from behind the books and sat back at the table with David.
I felt good, but very dizzy. Then, David and Tommy got up.
David said, "We got to go. We're supposed to be in PE. See you tomorrow on the bus."
I watched them walk out.
Part 3 My Homework
I left my homework till Sunday and now I had to get organized. I sat at my desk in my bedroom and looked out the window then down at my work.
Hmm, let's see, vocabulary. Ok, here's the word, now define.
"Awesome, .....overwhelming, grand, splendid.”
"Instigator, ..... ringleader, mastermind, troublemaker."
"Surreptitious, ..... furtive, sneaky, sly."
All three of these words made me think of David. In my imagination, I can see him looking down at me with his chipped front tooth. I liked how ruled over me. It made me feel so good inside. He just decided that he owns me and he can do anything he wants.
A boner magically forms. I rub it and stick my hand down in my pants. I open them and let my boner stick out.
“Dictator,.... tyrant, despot, ruler."
I gob lots of spit on my fingers and then put is all over my cock. It makes it so stiff and it stands up so straight. Its feels good.
"Vanquish,.... conquer, subjugate, defeat."
"Conspiracy,.... a plot or a scheme, a plan involving more than one person."
At first I resisted David. He was selfish, pushy and persistent. I had to give in.
David whispers in my ear, "Suck my cock."
He's not here but if he was, I would do it.
I turn and look at Tommy. He says, "Suck my cock."
He's not here either but if he was, I would do it. In the back of the school bus they crowded around me and made me do it. Some of the other kids could have seen what they were making me do but David and Tommy could care less. In the library behind the books, they surround me. They were making me do it again. The librarian came back and almost caught us.
I open my pants and rub more spit on my balls and all over my boner. What would happen if we were caught? Somehow I knew they would try to blame me. David would look all innocent and surprised.
He'd say, I kept telling him, "No Carter, that's bad. Please don't. You're going to get us in trouble.
Tommy would say the same thing. I'd probably look guilty and confess. I was stroking myself harder and harder. The door opened and I quickly hid myself. Why does she have to do that? My Mother just barges in all the time.
Continued upon request
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