Schoolhouse Cock Chapter 6

Schoolhouse Cock, a story by Josh Terrence

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Author's note: This story depicts sexual acts between males of various ages. If you are offended by sex between teenage boys, preteen boys or between males of any age, why are you here? If you are not a legal adult or if this content is illegal in your locale, leave now.

This story is a work of pure fiction. The taboo acts depicted in this story are not condoned by the author, this is fantasy only. All Characters in this story are portrayed by actors 18 years of age or older. This disclaimer applies to all installments of this story, past and present.

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Previously:

Mr. Richards eased me off of his equipment. I gave his big dick a final, grateful kiss on the slit, then I sat up and smiled at him while he reached out and ruffled my hair.

“Great job, buddy,” he said, and I felt my heart swoon as he took my hands in his. “I want to see you after school everyday. Would you like that?”

“Yeah,” I sighed with a dreamy inflection.

“Good boy,” he praised me, then he hiked his trousers and showed me out.

And now, Chapter Six, Simon's After School Romp

There was a slight chill in the air, but I felt warm and aroused as I gazed up at Coach from the bed and opened my legs. My feet were pressed flat against the fitted sheet and my thighs were wide open as I watched Coach's dripping cock dangle in front of me at half mast. I reached out with my paw and gave it a gentle stroke, cooing with pleasure as I felt its heat pouring into my hand.

To my right, Ronnie was fast asleep. There was a trickle of sweat running down his cheek out of his short sideburn. His cheeks were flushed and his lips were fluttering as he lightly snored. He was completely nude and his knees were tucked under his spent body. I could see his midsection expanding and retracting as he inhaled and exhaled though his nose and mouth. His boy cock was soft between his legs and his bubble butt was pointing up, causing his buns to separate just far enough to see his satisfied hole winking as cum dripped from its lips.

As usual, Ronnie and I were alone for the first 30 minutes or so after we arrived. He carried my backpack for me and we held hands all the way to his house. Along the way, he would occasionally lean down and treat me to a wet kiss on the lips, and it made my heart skip a beat every time. When he unlocked his front door and we went inside, we took full advantage of our along time by sitting on the side of his bed and making out.

As we kissed, I used my skinny fingers to unbutton his pants, then I reached into his undies and pulled his big boy boner out so I could stroke it. We broke our kiss with a sweet smile, then he pulled his shirt off over his head while I soaked up his hunky frame. Driven by pure lust, I found myself on my knees in no time flat, blowing my hunky 8^th grade stud while he sat on the side of his bed and combed his fingers through my hair. While I was moaning around his big boy dick, he licked his lips and told me, “I want to fuck you.”

I pressed my palms into the tops of his thighs and rolled my horny rear end around to let him know I wanted that too. I gave his luscious boner a few more swallows with my mouth, then I pulled off his dick with a slurp and scrambled to get out of my pants. I hastily kicked my shoes off and dropped my pants, revealing my tiny boner as I stepped out of my puddled up jeans. Finally naked and ready for the main event, I engaged him in a deep kiss while he eased me onto my back and took me in the missionary position.

With his tongue asserting its will over mine, I reached down and pressed the head of his moist boner against my quivering hole. My head was spinning when I felt the heat of his glans as they melted through my opening, then he sighed as his length filled me up. Our lips were still locked and our tongues were doing a passionate dance while he rested inside me, and I could see the smile in his eyes. I responded with a grin of my own, then I wrapped my skinny legs around his waist and he started to thrust.

My moans were soft and filled the romance that was swirling around us as he used his big boy boner to pleasure my boy pussy. There was magic in the air, and I quickly found myself under his spell as his thrusts gave us both the pleasure we were yearning for. His tongue felt like an egg beater in my mouth, swirling in a clockwise circle while my legs rocked back and forth in the air. Realizing that there was nothing left for me to do, I let myself get lost in the moment while my generous top did all the work.

When he bred my boy box and pulled out, I kissed my way down his body until I was face to face with his still rock hard boner. There were tiny dollops of cum clinging to the stalk, and I was anxious to slurp up his lingering seed. Using my mouth, I treated myself to the joy of licking and sucking it clean, loving how the scent of fabric softener mingled with the stink of his afterschool crotch and butt in my nose.

Finally, he beckoned me back to the pillow and we locked lips again. We spent the remainder of our alone time making out and talking about cute guys at our school until we heard the jingle of keys in the front door and Coach came inside.

“Hey you two,” he said with a warm smile when he came upstairs and peaked his head in the bedroom door. His eyes scanned our naked, sexed up bodies and he licked his lips, then he said, “I gotta drain the lizard. I'm heading to my room after that if you to care to join me.

With that, Coach went to the bathroom while Ronnie and I made a beeline for his bed. While his stream was still hitting the water, we fell into another French kiss that ended with Ronnie parting my buns and tonguing out my horny boy cunt. I moaned gutturally and pressed my hips back against his face while he ate me out. Without disrupting the rimjob he was giving me, he used his hands to stir my hips around, causing me to grind into his face.

While he was doing that, the bed dipped and Coach laid down beside us, watching the show with an aroused expression. I let my gaze travel along the length of his body and took in the site of his naked form. His defined chest, his hairy stomach and the wide patch of pubes that spread out from the base of his dick in a “v” shape, stopping right below his waistline.

Most notable his was massive erection, which was curved like a XXL banana with a red, angry looking head. His ball sack, which had unloaded in just hours earlier in the gym, looked swollen with spunk. The fine wisps of hair shooting from his sack were glistening in the afternoon sunrays that were pouring through the blinds of his second floor bedroom window. His seam looked thick and dark, perfectly dividing his two orbs as they protruded beneath the skin of his scrotum.

I let loose with a horny moan as I contemplated wrapping my lips around the jumbo sized trophy. Seizing on the moment, Coach used his left hand to reach over and caress my cheek while he wrapped his right hand around the base of his dick.

“You looking forward to riding this?” he asked me, and I nodded. In my crack, I could feel Ronnie's hair brushing against my tailbone as he nodded too. Coach winked at me, then he reached out and brushed Ronnie's hair with his fingertips. My 8^th grade lover treated me to another minute of deep ass eating before he pulled his face out of my crevice and held onto my hips while we both hungrily eyed Coach's manhood.

As soon as he let go of my hips, Ronnie and I attacked his big dick with our mouths. We were both moaning as we worshiped every inch of it. I wrapped my lips around his thick glans and sucked them with devotion, taking the time to appreciate their rigidity while also lapping up the warm precum that was pouring from the end. In the meanwhile, Ronnie tilted his head and used his mouth to kiss and suck his way up and down Coach's shaft. His eyes were shut tight and he looked like he was in his own little world as he tried to engulf the entire diameter of Coach's dick with his mouth.

In the midst of our cock worship, I felt Coach's fingers in my hair, then he hissed and said, “You two are doing such a great job.”

I moaned with desire while Ronnie kept his eyes trained in his daddy's prick, luxuriating in the long blowjob we were giving him. When we finally pulled off, it was only at Coach's direction. I was enjoying a mouthful of his crown when he said, “Why don't you two wrap this up so I can tend to your rear ends?”

Ronnie and I made eye contact, and once again, I could see the smile in his eyes. We did as we were told, then we shared a tongue filled kiss before we separated for the final time.

I sat cross legged on the bed and watched with hungry eyes as Ronnie crawled into his daddy's arms and collapsed, then they shared a long kiss. Coach was groping Ronnie's plump rear end while I licked my lips, then he patted his rump and their lips parted.

Without a word, Ronnie crawled up to the pillow on his hands and knees. His knees were pressed into the sheet, spread wide enough for him to present his rear end for fucking while he hugged the pillow to his chest. Coach used his thumb to rub Ronnie's pucker, then he leaned over and went into the top drawer of his nightstand for some lube. I watched him finger a dollop into the 8^th grader's ass, then he put some more in his hand and stroked his dick up and down.

With his dick and Ronnie's ass lubed up, he winked at me and tossed me the bottle. I put some in my hand and fingered into into my boy pussy while I watched Coach line his prick up and enter his son. Ronnie let go of a deep, satisfied moan while Coach hissed again, then he began thrusting. I managed to slip a second finger up my ass by the time Coach settled into a rhythm. Ronnie's eyes were barely half open as he accepted deep, meaningful strokes of hard prick from the back. His moans hit a crescendo, then they started to taper off and became soft and satisfied.

My eyes were glued to the scene as Coach continued to fuck his boy, almost as if he wanted to be sure he was completely sated. When he buried his rod all the way up Ronnie's ass, his whole body visibly shuddered.

While Coach was unloading up his keister, Ronnie let loose with a contented “Mmm,” then Coach pulled out and he fell fast asleep.

“He'll be down for a while, buddy,” Coach told me with a wink while I hastily got on my back and spread my thighs so I could have a turn. I reached down and parted my butt cheeks so he could see that my hole was eager and ready. With a knowing smile, Coach grabbed my ankles and pushed my legs all the way back to my chest. When he pressed his cock head into my moist hole, it blossomed and swallowed his entire length.

I let loose with an urgent moan as soon as I felt the massive dong slide up my ass, then I bit my lip and felt my breathing quicken.

“You okay, buddy?” Coach asked, and I nodded slowly. He smiled at my affirmation, then leaned down and planted a kiss on my moist lips and said, “Ready?”

“Yeah,” I sighed, then I puckered my lips and kissed him back. It was just a peck on the lips, but it made me smile and he seemed touched by my gesture. He used his thumb to caress my cheek, then he began to pleasure me with slow, full strokes. My boy cunt felt like it was being flooded with endorphins as each thrust was fed into it. The head of his prick was catching my spot perfectly, over and over again, and my pleasure soared. There was a powerful sensation traveling up my legs, all the way to my feet, which were dangling in the air above my face. The joints in my feet cracked when my toes started to curl and I had to grab a handful of sheets beneath me as the feeling spread into my torso.

“It feels so good,” I whined, whipping my head from side to side while his thrusts picked up momentum. I could feel the long shaft as it withdrew on each outward stroke, pulling the ridge of his glans along the moist tissue in my ass. Then, just as the crown was on the verge of sliding out of my hole, changing direction and filling my boy pussy with its goodness. Over and over again, Coach's thrusts filled me up with the heat and certainty of anal ecstasy and pulled orgasm after orgasm out of me.

Finally, the wet squeezing and gripping around his dick overwhelmed him and he achieved his own orgasm. I could see the frantic expression on his face as he got close, then he engaged me in a long French kiss that pushed him over the edge. I was past the point of satisfaction and had entered the realm of gratuitous pleasure by the time he planted his load, then he pulled out and I eagerly sucked his dick clean. Finally, he collapsed on the pillow and I quickly crawled into his arms and kissed him deep. When we broke our kiss, I snuggled in his arms while he held my shivering body close.

Coming next: Simon In The Study Hall